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

　He wore a golden mask shaped like a divine bird, and his pupils behind the mask shone with golden light.

　The old man in yellow robe suddenly felt the force on his crutch disappear. He looked up and saw that Gu Longshou had put away his lance and the ice-blue flame on his body had subsided.

　"Emperor." His voice was calm.

　"You should have come and greeted me first. Borrowing is just a small matter. Don't be so impatient."

　Ugaen walked to the side of Gu Longshou and slowly extended his hand towards him.

　Gu Longshou paused for a moment, then extended his hand and shook hands with him.

　"Thank you for helping me rescue Austin in the October rain," said Ugain.

　"But he was captured and killed by those weak people,"

　The Ancient Hunter said, "He has disgraced the name of the Golden Bloodline."

　"That means he's not strong enough, or his blood has too many impurities."

　After Ugaen finished speaking, he walked to the side of the old man in yellow robe and bent down.

　"Open the door for our allies."

　He stretched out his hand, and golden quicksand emerged from thin air, rapidly repairing the old man's almost shattered lower body.

　The old man in the yellow robe watched quietly as the wound on his leg was filled with golden sand. After a while, he raised his head and murmured softly:

　"If it is the emperor's request..."

　The old man in yellow robe stood up and tapped the ground lightly with his cane in a special rhythm.

　A few seconds later, a corridor-like road suddenly appeared on the dark side, lit by candles.

　Gu Longshou nodded to Wugaen, turned around, and disappeared into the darkness along the corridor.

　Five minutes later, as an ice-blue light lit up from the depths of the corridor, Ugaen spoke:

　"he left."

　The emperor turned his head and looked at the old man in yellow robe beside him:

　"What did he look up?"

　"Hold on."

　The old man in yellow robe closed his eyes and tapped the ground lightly with his cane.

　A shadow string was captured and instantly passed through his brain, turning his vision into darkness.

　Generally speaking, the old man would not spy on what people who entered the archives were looking up. Those who could enter that room were usually people in high positions. He was not qualified and should not monitor them.

　But after the Ahmed incident, he no longer thinks so.

　""

　After a brief half-minute, the old man opened his eyes and reported truthfully to the emperor beside him:

　"He looked up a name: 'Vivian Xia'."

　"Ugh——"

　As the whistle sounded, the train slowly crossed the bridge and entered the valley.

　But this car is no longer an ordinary car.

　This is an extraordinary train.

　The dragons flew along with the train, so densely packed that they covered half the sky.

　Everyone on the train was in a state of extreme tension, not because of the fire dragons flying after the train, but because...

　...a fire dragon is riding on the train.

　""

　In the compartment at the end of the train, Chloe was staring at the red-haired girl sitting opposite her in horror, not daring to move her eyes away.

　The girl is harmless and very beautiful even from the perspective of human aesthetic standards.

　But her eyes were golden vertical pupils, the vertical pupils of a dragon.

　Her identity is Bahamut, the elder of the Hell of Fire and the leader of the fire dragons.

　When the fire dragons began to attack, Chloe took great pains to evacuate all the passengers on the train to the front of the carriage. When heat death occurred, she and several guerrillas used their power to use star stream vision to reduce the damage to the train, so that the passengers at least did not die directly.

　And now, the culprit was sitting opposite her.

　Still eating ice cream.

　It's so scary, a dragon... Chloe stuck out her tongue in her heart.

　""

　Looking at the silent room, Xing Mo cleared his throat and took the initiative to speak:

　"Since you two are going to work together, why don't you introduce yourselves to each other?"

　"I'm... Chloe August," Chloe said bravely, "and you are..."

　"I know your father, Louis Auguste, the Flower King," Little Ham interrupted Chloe, "Are you his daughter?"

　"Yes..."

　"Then you should be ashamed of having lost your throne," said little Ham coldly. "Because of your dereliction of duty, they overturned the goddess's church and nailed the white dove to the cross."

　These words made Chloe choke up. She looked at the dragon in front of her, feeling mixed emotions.

　There was anger, astonishment, and a hint of sadness.

　But she just clenched her fists and replied:

　"Father did something wrong, and I will make amends."

　After saying this, she looked directly at Bahamut with a sharp gaze.

　Bahamut looked coldly at the mortal in front of him, the golden light in his vertical pupils rising and falling like the rising and receding tide.

　After a long while, she turned to look at Xingmo:

　"This guy has the qualifications."

　Chloe exhaled sharply—until this moment, she hadn't noticed that her back was soaked with cold sweat.

　Was that... the dragon's spiritual pressure?

　Chloe didn't even realize she had lost more than ten seconds of memory.

　But she managed to get through it and stared straight at an ancient dragon.

　"In that case, I'll be frank," Xingmo said, smiling at Chloe across from her. "Miss Chloe, the person who spread the curse to the valley and guided the fire dragon to attack Massena is inside the August Palace."

　As soon as these words came out, Chloe's pupils shrank slightly and her mouth opened slightly:

　"Dominique?"

　"It's not him," Xingmo shook her head, "it's the woman next to him, Serena."

　"Sure enough... I've always felt that there was something wrong with that bitch..." Chloe murmured softly, "Even when she was still my father's maid..."

　"Do you still have any remaining impression of her?" Xing Mo asked.

　"Compared to other maids, she's more interested in dressing herself up," Chloe whispered. "She ties her belt tightly to accentuate her curves... She wobbles a lot when she walks... and... she always likes to create chance encounters with my father..."

　She raised her head, her eyes gleaming with memories:

　"My mother passed away very early, and my father never remarried, instead devoting all his energy to governing the country. Perhaps that woman took advantage of this opportunity and took advantage of it..."

　"And after that... my father seemed to gradually change: he told me the unheard-of teachings of the goddess, prayed to the goddess with blood and sacrifices... but there wasn't even any starlight at the ceremony..."

　"This isn't your father's fault," Xingmo shook her head. "It's Serena's fault."

　"She is a follower of the Invisible Mist, a Death Song in human skin. In other words, she is not even human."

　"Your father was gradually corrupted by her, and gradually took extreme actions, which ultimately led to the raising of the banner of a reversal over Massena."

　"And then...she chose to follow the new party?" Chloe's eyes looked a little empty.

　Xingmo nodded:

　"It's clear she intends to use someone else to fulfill her plan. That plan might be related to summoning the evil god, or perhaps it's related to her personal needs. But regardless... this series of events isn't as simple as the spread of a curse and a clash of dragons—it's a dark cloud covering the entirety of Falu. If it's not dispelled, a torrential downpour is sure to fall."

　"By then, the situation in Massena might not necessarily be much better than the current Citadel."

　After Xingmo finished speaking, Chloe could no longer sit still.

　She clenched her fists tightly and stood up immediately:

　"I have to go back. I can't let that woman stay in the August Palace!"

　The next second, she sat back in her chair.

　"Calm down, mortal~" Little Ham stretched out his hand, gently fiddling with his spiritual pressure, "This is why, without the great Saint, you would all be dead tonight—see, do you really have a sense of the overall situation?"

　Hmm... Although the words "overall view" sounded strange coming from the mouth of the wild dragon Xiao Ham, Xing Mo still nodded in agreement:

　"I have a plan, and if you follow us and carry it out, you will regain power in Massena."

　"This plan requires courage and the willingness to sacrifice."

　"can you do it?"

　"I can."

　Chloe responded to Xingmo's words almost immediately, so quickly that she herself felt a little unbelievable.

　She took a deep breath and looked directly at Xingmo and the dragon opposite her:

　"I have decided to take back everything that belongs to the August family. As long as I say it, I will do it."

　"The New Party is too incompetent... If we continue to let people like Dominic rule, after the Citadel falls completely, Falu might soon be next..."

　"I must take control of everything, and then... when the storm is over, I will return everything to them..."

　Chloe's eyes were sharp and her words were filled with unshakable determination.

　At this moment, her pride and stubbornness all faded away, and what followed was an extremely firm determination.

　Chloe has always known that her abilities are limited.

　She stepped forward every time, not out of a desire to prove her vanity, but because she believed that she had to do her best.

　If you don't do your best, you won't survive.

　This became clear when she killed the general who executed her father in a duel.

　"For the sun of tomorrow in Massena, I will give everything," Chloe said word by word, "until death."

Chapter 288: Forest of Rocks (Part 2) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　The train passed through the thick fog, piercing the boundary between light green and dark gray.

　Ever since we went deep into the valley, fog has always shrouded everything around us.

　Whether it was day or night, everything in the valley was a blur of fragments. The sunlight seemed unable to penetrate the fog at all, and the golden fireflies in the dark night replaced the light of the blue crescent moon.

　Behind the thick fog curtain, it seems like another world.

　""

　After traveling for a whole day in thick fog, the train finally arrived at the station deep in the mountains.

　After getting off the train, what greeted us was a mist flashing with a faint white light - it was a little bit of faint sky light, adding a bit of human breath to the scenery of the deep mountains.

　Looking out from the simple platform, a unique scenery of the mountains unfolds: the ground is covered with clusters of half-human-high green grass, and among the giant trees that block out the sun, faint fireflies fly around the rough bark. From time to time, strange shadows jump out from the shadows of the treetops, like ghosts from another world.

　The air was damp, accompanied by an extremely strong spiritual power field - the spiritual power here was almost three times more than outside, and it was so strong that Xing Mo felt a stuffy chest.

　The spiritual force field is so strong... that even the spirits can't stand it...

　In this environment of extreme spiritual power, it is easier for extraordinary people to be born and easier to break through limitations.

　Perhaps, this valley is not much different from the Age of Gods.

　"Miss Saint, I will go and carry out the plan then."

　Xingmo turned around and saw Bahamut walking down from the train with an unhappy look on his face.

　She was wearing... hmm... what seemed to be one of Aurora's school uniforms? A white shirt with a brown-green short jacket, a black skirt, over-the-knee white stockings, and black leather shoes.