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

　Salina walked away from the ancient tree with a deep look in her eyes.

　She raised her head and looked at the black sky, shadows flowing in the depths of her pupils.

　""

　After looking at the sky for a while, Serena turned and walked across the lawn, leaving the back garden.

　She returned to her bedroom, and as she reached the door, she heard melodious music.

　Serena pursed her lips and was silent for a moment, then a warm smile gradually appeared at the corner of her mouth.

　Then she opened the door and was greeted by the elegant candlelight.

　"...You're back."

　Dominic was sitting on the bed, her messy curly hair covering half of her face, revealing one cloudy eye.

　He looked to be in a bad mood.

　"What's wrong, dear..."

　Serena sat down on the edge of the bed and tilted her head up at just the right angle, allowing the candlelight to outline her like an elf in the misty depths.

　"I...I have something to ask you..." Dominic raised his eyes.

　"Just say it, there's no need to be so reserved." Serena smiled faintly.

　她记

　I felt that I had looked at the old king from the same perspective - the Flower King's wife died very early, and in those countless depressed nights, she slept by his bedside, peacefully every night.

　Listening to Serena's gentle words, Dominic's Adam's apple trembled slightly, as if something had melted.

　People are like this. You come to his side when he is at his weakest. Whether you are heavily made-up or pure as a lotus, suave or gentle as water, you can easily enter his heart.

　Serena is the witch of the heart, and what she controls is the heart.

　And her means are not string magic, but words and skin.

　""

　After a brief silence, Dominic raised his head as if he had made up his mind and looked directly at Serena:

　"I...I want to ask, what would happen if you made a deal with a demon...and lost a quarter of your soul?"

　Serena:?

　A deal with the devil? In exchange for a quarter of your soul?

　What are you going to do? Slay a dragon?

　Slaying a dragon doesn't depend on experience and strength, but on making deals with demons... Serena swallowed, her smile becoming even more charming:

　"Did you make a deal with the devil, honey?"

　"How could I...how could I make a deal with the devil!" Dominic looked like a bad kid.

　"So which devil did your friend make a deal with?" Serena asked.

　""

　Dominic opened his mouth, but only a choked sound came out.

　After a long silence, he whispered:

　"And that saint... Shikoti Amura..."

　After he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly turned pitiful, and his usual high spirits were gone:

　"That guy can take down a dragon with one shot... My friend made a deal with her... A quarter of her soul will be taken away..."

　"What should I do...what should I do..."

　Dominic's words stunned Serena.

　That saint...took away Dominic's soul...?

　She has the power to steal souls? But... when did it happen... why didn't I discover it...

　Salina's expression became increasingly ugly. As a messenger of God, she had been walking in the world for so long, but nothing could escape her eyes.

　Could it be that... that saint lady is more than just a demigod...

　That's a bit tricky...

　Serena stretched out her hands and held Dominic's cheeks:

　"Listen to me, dear."

　She looked straight into Dominic's eyes, and there seemed to be a flickering candle in her gaze:

　"You need to go to the Giant King's Court... It's time to make the giants fulfill their promise..."

　...END...

Chapter 280 Fire of Elder-4k- (Double Update in One)

　The next day, when Xingmo woke up in the morning light, she immediately closed her eyes and sensed the current location of yesterday's puppet spirit.

　A few seconds later, she got the answer -

　——The Fallu Mountains.

　To be precise, it is right beneath the mountains, deep in the endless earth's crust.

　The answer was obvious - the person Serena contacted last night was in the Giant King's Court.

　No, it should not be said that it is a person, it should be said that it is a giant.

　"Colluding with the giants...using the power of the invisible mist to corrupt the fire dragons, causing them to attack Massena..."

　"This will deepen the conflict between the Fire Dragons and the Farooq people, and the beneficiaries will be the Giant King's Court and Serena."

　"The logic is clear, but the question is...is the fire dragon a fool?"

　Xingmo muttered to himself, sat up and stretched.

　Beside her, Aurora turned over, facing away from her.

　"I'm hungry. Go make breakfast for me."

　"Okay, I'll see you get up in ten minutes."

　Xingmo rubbed Aurora's head, then got up and...

　...Ring the bell to order!

　She doesn't want to cook! After all, she's finally in a foreign country, so she has to try some French cuisine first!

　It never goes wrong to change the aftertaste!

　""

　Ten minutes later, the waiter pushed a food cart and delivered the cooked food to the room.

　A plate of sliced ​​roast lamb ribs, topped with flower-shaped carrots and drizzled with a generous sauce; two small bowls of fish soup of Massena made with fish, shellfish and tomatoes; a pot of stew made with sliced ​​eggplant, onion, tomato, zucchini and other vegetables; two glasses of red wine.

　Well, it seems a bit too rich for breakfast.

　But since he had hardly eaten anything last night, Xingmo felt that his stomach was so empty that he could eat a cow.

　Of course, it’s not a bull like the Bull Demon, but more like a calf.

　"Hmm... a strange smell, this isn't the food the little saint cooks~"

　Aurora walked to the dining table sleepily, sniffed something and felt that the smell was wrong, and was about to start making a fuss.

　Xing Mo quickly waved his hands:

　"Oh, this is called food exploration. We need to eat more food from all over the world to fully diversify our cooking skills, right?"

　"Right..."

　When it comes to food, Aurora trusts Xingmo unconditionally.

　She sat down at the table, grabbed a piece of lamb ribs with her hands and tasted it.

　"Well, the sauce is good and it's grilled well," Aurora commented.

　This little guy has some of the tone of a food critic, and it's quite funny to watch... Xing Mo smiled faintly, and then

　Enjoyed breakfast.

　The lamb chops were not large in size, but the main dish was the pot of stewed vegetables, which smelled delicious.

　After half of the meal, Xingmo's evaluation of the local cuisine of Massena has improved a lot.

　I haven't had the opportunity to dine in the Grand Hotel in Massena before. This time I experienced it and found that it is a little different from outside.

　Well, the main difference is that it is expensive, at least three or four times the price.

　Fortunately, we got a lot of operation funds from Professor Merlin, so we don’t have to worry about funding issues at the moment.

　""

　After enjoying a wonderful breakfast, Xingmo wiped her mouth and got up to change her clothes.

　Today's task is to chat with the puppeteer!

　We are old friends. When we meet again in a foreign country, we have to chat for a few minutes.

　"Let's go! Get out of here!"

　Xingmo and Aurora left the Golden Paradise Hotel and came to the streets of Massena.

　In the early morning, the city, which looked a little exhausted from the war, was still operating, like a rusty but tenacious machine, slowly turning its gears in the sunlight.

　Civilization is like this, fragile, but everlasting.

　At the entrance of the hotel, Xingmo met Chloe and the two Pegasus knights following her: Gloria and Lance.

　Chloe wasn't wearing her guerrilla outfit, but rather a languid, elegant Fallujac suit, her face weary.

　Xingmo guessed that she had suffered a lot last night.

　"Good morning, Miss Chloe," Xingmo came forward with a smile, "Didn't you sleep well?"

　"It's okay," Chloe said, waving her hand perfunctorily. "Let's go meet the guy who plays with the puppets."

　After that, the group started walking on the street.

　As expected, the destination was August Palace. The remains of the fire dragon that fell at the gate of the palace yesterday had been cleared. At the same time, the bodies of the two giant dragons were placed in the square, tied with huge ropes.

　Scholars and craftsmen set up scaffolding next to the dragon's body, cutting and scratching it with knives and hammers, collecting samples from the dragon's body.

　Well... the corpse of the fire dragon is an excellent extraordinary material. Such a quantity is almost enough for the Faru people to cultivate one or two saints.

　The premise is that they have qualified people.

　The world of occultism is indeed a bloody game of mutual plunder... Xing Mo suddenly sighed.

　From the alchemical steam engine's exploitation of the Storm Narwhal to the wizard's use of extraordinary raw materials when upgrading.

　In essence, it's just a fight.

　In the long course of history, humans briefly reached the top of the extraordinary biological chain and established their own civilization on the continent.

　But with the extraordinary revival at the edge of the world, Xingmo vaguely felt that this era was about to pass.

　Giants, fire dragons, and even angels are awakening.

　But mortals like Dominic are still thinking about how to take advantage of refugees from neighboring countries.

　Short-sightedness and stupidity are always reflected in people.

　After gradually reaching a higher level of transcendence, Xing Mo felt that his vision was gradually becoming higher, and at the same time, becoming colder.

　She suddenly became impatient with what was happening...

　No, you can't think like that...

　Xing Mo shook her head, trying hard to drive away those cold-blooded thoughts.

　The sun became warm again, and Xingmo was suddenly surprised - madness had penetrated her unconsciously in a glance and a year.

　It's really hard to guard against.

　"If we just walk in from the palace gate like this, won't that guy be embarrassed?" Xing Mo found a topic.