The defeated saint is also on the way to tame the evil god today

　It saves me the trouble, that's good.

　Dominic noticed Xingmo's silence. He smiled softly and said in a deliberately high voice:

　"The people of Fallu are able to defend their city with their own hands, which is fundamentally different from the goddess' chosen people."

　Huh? Why are you still being so sarcastic... Although Xing Mo didn't bother to look at Dominic, she felt a strong sense of contempt in her heart.

　It’s just a three-headed fire dragon. If the three-headed fire dragon flies to the Citadel, it will be suppressed by the White Tower before the residents have a chance to see it.

　You're sweating profusely even when fighting a fire dragon. Look how capable you are.

　Xingmo didn't say anything, while Chloe beside her looked unhappy:

　"With your own hands? Why don't you go to the city wall and operate the city defense cannon?"

　"Everyone should have their own role. My position is in the rear, as an important think tank and brain," Dominic said with a smile that he clearly thought was elegant. "Those with less brilliant brains should naturally work hard in the front."

　Obviously, his words were not only about the Yin-Yang Pegasus Knight, but also about Chloe.

　Chloe frowned, her eyes like those of a fierce squirrel:

　"You've portrayed your cowardice so delicately. Your verbal skills are far superior to your ridiculous martial arts skills."

　"What are you talking about? My martial arts skills are not bad at all. If the fire dragon flies towards August Palace, I will be the first to fight, and..."

　Dominic looked directly at Chloe, his smile slightly sinister:

　"...But not everyone has killed a king, right?"

　"you..."

　Chloe was so angry that she almost drew her gun.

　At this moment, a hand was placed on her shoulder:

　"Don't be impulsive, Miss Chloe."

　It was Xingmo. She was standing behind Chloe, looking into the distance.

　"This beast, shameless," Chloe cursed, "I'm too lazy to endure it, so I might as well just... "

　"I told you not to be impulsive," Xingmo patted Chloe's back, "Mr. Dominic is telling you that he is going to show you his martial arts skills."

　"Show off your martial arts skills? Sure, I'll fight him for a few moves. Watch me..."

　"I'm not showing you this. He's the leader of a new party, so naturally his goals are more powerful."

　"Ah? Powerful?"

　"Yes

　, look."

　Xingmo pointed to the distance, his face calm:

　"He said that when the fire dragon comes, he will lead the charge."

　"Look, the fire dragon is coming!"

　Hearing this, Dominic's face changed, and everyone's eyes followed Xingmo's pointing to the distant horizon, looking at the airspace where the battle took place.

　At this time, the Pegasus Knights' suppression of the fire dragons had reached its limit, but the three fire dragons became more and more ferocious, and the knights began to find it difficult to form an encirclement.

　The strongest of the three fire dragons seized a precise flaw, and as his wings spread out, the wings of fire exploded in the sky, and the airflow raised instantly made it difficult for the knights to maintain their posture.

　The fire dragon took this opportunity to tear open an encirclement. His claws, trailing flames, tore through the city wall, carving a huge mouth of lava on it.

　Then he flew straight towards the August Palace!

　"...fuck."

　Dominic blurted out a curse word, and realizing his loss of composure, he immediately cleared his throat and shouted:

　"Build a defense line! Don't let them get close to the August Palace!"

　"What?! Aren't you a man of both civil and military talents? Aren't you the one who leads the troops?" Chloe yelled. "How come you let the soldiers stop you when the danger is really imminent?"

　"I... am not..."

　Dominic's face flushed immediately. He looked into the distance again and saw the giant dragon flying quickly through the city, heading towards the August Palace with a clear goal.

　Behind the dragon, the Pegasus Knights, who had regained their form, began to chase, but it was obvious that they could no longer catch up.

　"Go ahead, Mr. Dominic," Xingmo chuckled, "Use the hands of the people of Falu to protect Falu."

　As soon as he finished speaking, a dragon roared, blowing a strong wind in the street and throwing the soldiers in front of the palace into chaos.

　Obviously, even if they joined together, they would not be able to fight a real fire dragon.

　The fire dragon's breath will destroy everyone in front of the palace and burn the palace to ashes, but Dominic will not leave even ashes.

　With a roll of his eyes, Dominic yelled at Chloe:

　"Chloe August! You..."

　But Chloe brought a chair from somewhere and sat there with her legs crossed:

　"I'm not going to fight anymore," she said. "You just attacked me, and I'm losing my temper."

　Dominic: ???

　Why are you so sensitive again? Are you playing me? Are you playing me?

　"(a single-word word to describe an indecent act) you (a single-word word to describe a blood relationship)..." Dominic gritted his teeth and pulled out his wand.

　In front of so many soldiers, Dominic could not escape. Once he escaped, his prestige as the leader of the new party would collapse.

　Especially during this period when Chloe has the desire to seize power, his prestige must not collapse.

　Then we can only...give it and go ahead.

　""

　Seeing the fire dragon getting closer and closer, Dominic raised his wand tremblingly, ready to play the strings.

　He tried to hold the staff as gracefully as possible so that he could die with dignity.

　At this moment, a whisper came from beside him:

　"Why are you risking your life so much? Make a deal with me. You can keep your prestige without losing your life."

　Dominic felt a chill on the back of his neck. He realized that everything in front of him seemed to be stained gray, and everyone around him was petrified.

　He turned around and saw the saint named Shikoti Amra standing behind him. She was wearing a black robe and her emerald eyes were flashing with a faint light.

　"You...what do you mean?"

　"I can help you kill that fire dragon... It's very simple, no big deal..." Xingmo whispered, "However, you need to pay a price."

　"cost...?"

　"Your soul," Xing Mo's lips curled slightly, "I don't need much, just a quarter of your soul...that part belongs to me..."

　When Dominic heard the word "soul", his ears tinnitus appeared, and it seemed as if countless cold worms crawled into his trouser legs and crawled up his legs.

　A quarter of my soul... trade...

　Who trades souls for power? And they even calculate it based on percentages! What kind of demon is so modern?

　What happens after four explosions? Amnesia or redemption by love?

　How could such a clichéd plot happen to me! Dominic felt as if there was a feline in his eyes.

　"Still hesitating?" Xing Mo smiled faintly, "In five seconds, the dragon's flames will engulf you and the entire palace behind you."

　"By then...it will be too late for you to do anything..."

　Xing Mo flicked her wrist lightly, and the pocket watch fell down, and with a "snap" it opened under the restraint of the silver chain:

　"five..."

　"Four..."

　"Okay, okay! I'll trade! I'll trade!"

　Dominic closed his eyes and yelled, trying his best.

　The next second, the sound of the crowd returned to his ears.

　Dominic opened his eyes and saw Saint Shikoti Amra passing by him and standing in the open space in front of the palace.

　She played with her wand in the air with one hand, and pinched the air with the other hand, and a cross with golden starlight was pinched in her hand -

　"Buzzing—"

　The ripples emitted by the cross star instantly dazzled Dominic, and his pupils even found it difficult to focus for a moment.

　"Move aside." Xing Mo said lightly.

　The next second, she

　With a sudden throw, he threw the cross star towards the oncoming dragon—

　"boom--"

　The cross blasted open a golden halo, tearing through the sky and stabbing towards the dragon.

　The dragon flapped its wings to dodge, but it was too late—

　"Shhh-"

　The sharp starlight pierced the dragon's chest, and golden light exploded, accompanied by a series of elemental turbulences.

　"Boom, boom, boom, boom -"

　Countless fireballs exploded in the air one after another. The next second, scattered broken limbs and debris were thrown out, dragging black smoke and falling to the ground.

　The soldiers hurriedly dispersed to both sides, and the dragon's broken torso, limbs, and skeleton fell to the ground, rolling and sending up sparks along the way.

　The head, with only half of it left intact, rolled and slid all the way to the ground, and finally lay precisely at Xingmo's feet.

　With just one strike, the saint destroyed the fire dragon that the Pegasus Knights and the city defense forces had been fighting for a long time.

　""

　Dominic stared blankly at the scene in front of him, his elegant curly hair covering half of his eyes, but he couldn't even reach out to lift it away.

　The cheers of the crowd and the sound of the burning flames seemed to move away from him.

　In a trance, Dominic met a pair of eyes, emerald eyes.

　Crossing the crowd, he saw the saint winking at him and mouthing:

　"Your soul is mine."

Chapter 278: White Dove on the Cross (Part 5) -4k- (Double Update in One)

　What the hell is soul trading? In fact, Xing Mo doesn’t even know how to take someone else’s soul away.

　She is a saint, a demigod, but not some weird evil god.

　Aurora might know, after all, this little guy always likes to act like a bad guy, like a little tiger running around in the zoo, scaring people everywhere.

　Hey, Xingmo is not a little tiger, at most he is a little squirrel.

　However, she was indeed trying to play the villain—Dominic was clearly the type who wouldn't listen to nice words and was easily frightened. If she wanted to talk to him nicely, she had to scare him first.

　Sure enough, Xing Mo saw that the guy's legs were shaking non-stop, his eyes were a little unfocused, and he was muttering something that she couldn't understand.

　The leader of the new party is so cowardly, he looks like he is almost scared to death.

　Xingmo shook his head, sighed helplessly, and then turned to look at the remains of the fire dragon.

　In fact, when the fire dragon suddenly rushed over, Xingmo hadn't noticed anything wrong.

　But the fire dragon's behavior made her notice something unusual - it did not attack the residents in the city or the facilities on the streets, but flew straight towards the August Palace.

　This is obviously not in line with the instinct of a predator. The residents running on the streets are rich in protein for fire dragons. How could they ignore them?

　The only possibility is that those dragons are heading for the August Palace.

　But the problem is that Xingmo has no way to communicate with them through language - the fire dragons of the Falu Mountains do not have the ability to speak the common language, and they need to use obscure dragon language to communicate with them.

　In fact, most of these fire dragons have forgotten even the Dragon Language. After the fall of the first Dark Moon Dragon, the remaining intelligent dragons are few and far between, not to mention that the mountains are a wilderness, not a base for civilization.

　So, if Xing Mo wants to find out what's wrong with this dragon, there is only one way.

　Communicate with his soul.