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

　The pistol that Anthony Moran dropped was a pistol with a harmonica structure, with an exquisite design and a slender and compact appearance.

　This was the destiny she had seized upon herself.

　Xingmo and Aurora remained silent as they watched Chloe pick up the familiar pistol.

　It is truly a life full of emotion.

　When Xingmo first met Chloe, she actually had a very bad impression of her: she was too arrogant, put on airs, and seemed difficult to get along with.

　After reading this experience, she finally understood why Chloe became like that.

　Because she has always only herself to rely on.

　Louis-Auguste led her on a warrior's path, but stopped her halfway, leaving her alone to walk in the long night.

　Perhaps this is the case for every traveler in the long night.

　"Aurora, have you found it?" Xingmo said softly.

　"Of course, it's right there."

　Aurora waved her hand gently, and the axis of the entire memory world began to shift, and the guillotine appeared before the two of them in an instant.

　The guillotine was cut from a solid block of obsidian, engraved with obscure symbols and patterns, and the iron pattern of the blade vaguely outlined a certain geometric shape.

　If it were at the execution ground, no one would be able to see clearly what it was, and no one would realize what it was.

　Even Chloe, the owner of the memory, failed to notice.

　But the world remembers everything faithfully and never forgets.

　"It's more like a sacrificial platform than a guillotine," Aurora whispered, "and beheading the king will mark the end of this sacrificial ceremony."

　"You mean, this is what Louis August has longed for from the beginning?" Xing Mo frowned.

　"To be exact, it's what Serena desires," Aurora said. "Remember the rumor? The king held out until the very end during the New Party's rebellion, until Serena showed up and defeated him."

　"I think it was Louis August who regained consciousness before the ceremony began. Perhaps the entire ceremony was supposed to proceed peacefully, but he suddenly broke free from the curse at some point, forcing Serena to instigate a coup to conclude the sacrifice."

　"In other words... the New Party and the King are just her pawns..." Xingmo murmured.

　The ebb and flow of the tides, the changing winds and clouds, are all but part of a bloody ritual.

　When the gate knife fell, everyone shouted for the change of times, but no one realized that a bloody sacrifice had just ended.

　Use a king's head to sacrifice to an evil god.

　"The Invisible Mist is such a grand show..." Xing Mo muttered.

　"Next, let's see what the red-haired woman has up her sleeve..."

　Aurora squatted beside the execution platform, touched the blade with her hand, and closed her eyes.

　Her mind quickly sketched out the entire Massena with the beheading platform as its center—lines of blood extended, intersected, and merged on the ground, eventually forming a huge string magic array.

　The function of this string array is...

　“Anchor.”

　Aurora opened her eyes and turned to look at Xingmo:

　"The function of this string array is to provide an anchor point for the invisible mist!"

　"Without an anchor, even with powerful supernatural powers, there is no way to give it your all, just like..."

　"Just like you." Xing Mo nodded.

　For a moment, Aurora's eyes turned resentful, while Xingmo just tilted her head in confusion:

　"Isn't that right?"

　"I hate you!" Aurora gently hit Xingmo's chest. "Yeah, yeah, just like us! Back then, we needed the remains of the Winter Envoy as an anchor to maintain our strength, so when that anchor was broken, we were left with no strength at all."

　"Salina is truly a loyal dog, finding so many anchors for her master," Aurora said, looking back at the square. "She collected livestock and food from the people... and ultimately beheaded the King of Falu. By the time the guillotine's blade fell, the Invisible Mist had become the King of Falu, enjoying their unwavering faith."

　"This is also why the New Party wants to eliminate the influence of the Goddess Cult in Falu. The anchor point cannot be dispersed, otherwise its effectiveness will be weakened. Since those people have been regarded as the anchor point of the invisible mist, they naturally cannot believe in the Goddess anymore."

　"That's why they even blew up the church." Xingmo muttered.

　The disputes among gods are truly huge waves in the mortal world.

　Just a little fight changed the history of a country.

　"So, since the entire Massena has become the anchor of the invisible mist..." Xingmo thought, "then the Giant King's Court..."

　"I'm afraid it's almost over. Remember the faint curse on those giants?" Aurora shook her head. "My guess is that the half of the ritual that belonged to Massena is over, and the next half belongs to the giants."

　"As anchors, these extraordinary ancient creatures are certainly more stable than humans."

　"And to transform living beings into anchors for no apparent reason requires a ritual center like this guillotine."

　Aurora's hand gently brushed across the switchblade, her hand stained with phantom blood.

　"O blood of the king," she sang softly, "show me the way."

　Aurora pinched it, and the blood turned into faint red ripples, spreading in all directions.

　She closed

　The eyes were surrounded by light green light and shadow, and the senses extended to the entire world of memory, diffusing and circulating.

　Countless pieces of information flowed rapidly through Aurora's mind, being filtered and layered at high speed by her, ultimately forming a summary.

　About half a minute later, Aurora opened her eyes and stood up.

　"Have you found it?" Xingmo asked.

　"found it."

　Aurora turned around, her eyes gleaming green.

　"The center of the anchor ceremony is at the roots of the stone forest."

　"If I'm not mistaken, that should be the floating island that Alofts mentioned."

　"That is, near where the seal of the Sorrowful Evil is located."

　...END...

Chapter 295 Abyss of Madness

　Xingmo sighed softly as she left Chloe's room.

　Until the door closed, Chloe did not show much negative emotion, as if the previous memory reading had not affected her at all.

　But Xingmo knew that Chloe had experienced everything she had just seen again.

　And she still showed no emotion.

　"You're so strong," Aurora commented.

　"For you to give her such an evaluation, it seems that she has done a good job." Xing Mo smiled faintly.

　"What? I'm really keen on encouraging people," Aurora said, her hands on her hips. "I'm the God of Kindness!"

　"Isn't he an evil god? How did he become a good god again?"

　"It's a sunny day today, a day of shallow kindness."

　On the way back to the room, Aurora kept whistling and seemed to be in a very good mood.

　Perhaps it was because I had just arrived at the Giant King's Court and caught a glimpse of the city on the core of the earth.

　Is Hafjard such a race... Xingmo glanced at Aurora's profile, and couldn't help but smile faintly at her happy expression.

　""

　After returning to the room, Xingmo lay down directly on the bed, while Aurora looked into the distance on the terrace.

　She needed to take a moment to locate the center of the ritual altar and let Xingmo sleep first.

　Xingmo decided to have a good sleep without hesitation - although it was daylight outside, according to Xingmo's pocket watch, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

　The core of the earth is not like the sun. It does not have a day and night cycle and is always bright outside.

　However, the light outside is now slightly dimmer than during the day. According to Xing Mo's guess, the royal court should adjust the thickness of the floating cloud layer every once in a while to make the light as dimmer as possible so as not to affect sleep.

　Of course, it can't be much dimmer. After all, once the curtains are drawn, it's dark everywhere.

　"sleep."

　Xingmo closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.

　After an unknown amount of time, a soft little creature crawled into her arms, rubbing against her...

　Upper Hollow - Giant King's Court

　Wulf Minosk rode the snake-headed griffon beast and rose quickly, and soon arrived at the upper area of ​​the cave covered with vines.

　This is the top of the entire underground cavity of the royal court - light blue strange and extraordinary plants grow vigorously under the illumination of the earth's core energy. The longest hanging vines are over a thousand meters long, and light blue spots of light fly between the irregular leaves.

　This is the border of the Giant King's Court. Further up is the residence of the "Super Giants".

　""

　The snake-headed griffon quietly carried Minosk up among the light green vines, and soon he was getting closer and closer to the top of the cave.

　Inverted spires were built on the top of the hollow, with granite platforms extending around them for winged beasts to rest on. At this moment, a team of blue-gray-skinned giants stood on the platforms, awaiting Minosk's approach.

　The winged beast stopped at the edge of the platform, and Minosk jumped down. The soldier next to him immediately stepped forward and took the shawl he handed over.

　"The meeting is over, and His Majesty has decided to continue waiting," Minosk said in a low voice. "She even seems to be planning to cooperate with those outsiders."

　The blue-gray-skinned giants immediately began to complain. They were ugly to begin with, and their expressions looked even uglier when they complained, as if they were completely two different species from the giants closer to the core of the earth.

　There was indeed no difference between the two species. The Earth's core would purify excessive supernatural impurities, allowing the giants' skin to become as white as it was in the pre-Age of the Gods. The giants present were all residents of the Stone Nest, living year-round in their underground nests above the caverns. Their skin was dark and their features were hideous.

　They are called "super giants" because they are more tolerant of the supernatural, better adaptable to madness, and more suitable to be warriors.

　But behind this majestic name lies a tribe living in the lightless abyss.

　"Sir, you have already done enough for the extraordinary species," a giant said, bending his knees slightly. "If the fire dragons descend again, we can simply hide deep in the stone nest and leave the royal court behind."

　"That foolish king is so used to associating with strangers!" another giant shouted. "That guy named Merlin gave her an opportunity, and she actually regarded it as her own ability!"

　"But if the Royal Court falls, the fire dragons will never let go of the residents of Stone Nest," a shorter three-meter-tall giant hesitated. "It is said that Bahamut, the elder of the Hell of Fire, is a cruel dragon king with a bloodthirsty nature. If Stone Nest is attacked..."

　"What's so scary about that! At least we will die protecting the glory of our homeland, rather than tying our lives to that foolish king!"

　The giant at the mouth shouted angrily, "The flower of the royal court will no longer bloom. What awaits her is the roar of the fire dragon!"

　"That's enough. I already know what you all mean."

　Minosk raised his hand, and all the giants present immediately fell silent.

　His skin was not bluish-gray, but somewhere between pale and bluish-gray, like marble with mold spots.

　"As a resident of the Stone Forest, I've been fighting with you in the Stone Nest for fifty-eight years, and we've also been getting along for fifty-eight years," Minosk said, looking around. "From being ignored at first, to finally being respected as the leader of the Stone Nest Legion, I believe this stems from our mutual trust."

　"We will follow you, Wu Fu." A giant lowered his head.

　"Then listen to me once more on this matter," Minosk nodded slightly. "Those outsiders... are Merlin's messengers. If they claim they can resolve the fire dragon crisis, then we should hold out for at least three more days."

　"Three days later, if the Flame Prison Elders invade the royal court, I will personally lead everyone out of the Stone Nest and head to the surface."

　"But within these three days, we still need to carry out the Stone Nest Legion's duties and seal off the evil on the floating island. Ultimately, if we want to maintain our quality of life, we still need the supplies provided by the Royal Court Airspace."

　After Minosk finished speaking, all the giants fell silent.

　They all looked unconvinced, but they all knew that Lord Minosk's choice was correct.

　Although he was called a warrior, Minosk's command was never inferior to anyone else.

　""

　Minosk glanced at the giants, and seeing that none of them made sense, he nodded.

　"In that case, take me to the Stone Nest. Tonight, we will sing, drink, and revel. Tomorrow, we will continue to fight to defend the great royal court!"

　"Um...Wulf Minosk, leader of the Stonenest Legion."

　On the terrace, Xingmo and Chloe flipped through the parchment, studying it.

　Last night, while Xingmo and Aurora were sleeping, Chloe took the Pegasus Knight to the library in the Royal Court Airspace and borrowed a lot of information.

　With the identity of Merlin's friend's friend, the group was not hindered.

　Now, in front of Xing Mo was the information of several important figures in the court - of course, such information could not be placed on the bookshelf for people to read, so the two knights used some tricks.