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

　The earthly angel under the command of the God of Mist is about to be born...A smile appeared on Arcadia's lips.

　By that time, neither Merlin nor anyone else would be able to stop the gate to the kingdom of God from opening in the Messina Forest. No matter how powerful the saint named Shikoti Amura was, she was only a demigod and had to rely on the help of dragons to barely defeat the disabled angel in the core of the earth.

　When a real angel with intelligence stands before them, they are nothing but dust that can be easily wiped away.

　""

　Deep in the dark cellar, Arcadia stirred the darkness with his staff, rejoicing in his great plan.

　The ritual finally reached its final step...Arkady saw the young man struggling in the black mist, his soul almost being filled with the pitch-black mist.

　At this great end, Arcadia opened his arms, ready to chant the name of his master.

　In this way, he completed the last step of the ritual.

　Then, deep in the dark cellar, the giant chanted devoutly:

　"Ah... the tree of life... the cradle of all creation..."

　"You are the origin, the bud, the seed of truth."

　"You are the Lord of Dreams, the Taker, and the Mother of Disasters."

　"I am your most pious servant, and I pray that you will grant me the grace to tie the anchor of all living things to the ankles of the poor lamb, so that he can cross the desert and reach the promised land..."

　After Arcadia finished speaking, a very impatient voice suddenly sounded beside him:

　"Okay, okay, I got it."

　He shuddered suddenly and turned around to find two girls sitting at his ceremony table.

　The two girls were playing cards on the table. It looked like they were already quite late. The black-haired girl threw the cards on the table and said:

　"I win again."

　Arcadia:?

　The next second, he only felt a red shadow flash by, and his whole body flew out from the altar.

　When he came to his senses again, he was nailed to the wall by a tree spear, blood gushing out.

　"Uh ah ah!"

　Kadi screamed and raised his staff, wanting to fight back, but before he could do that, the metal that was burning like the surface of the sun was already against his throat.

　"Okay, your role has ended," Xing Mo said lightly, "In order to live a little longer, don't cause me any trouble, huh?"

　Her expression was calm, but there was a cold light flashing in her emerald eyes, which made Arcadia's hand tremble and his staff fall to the ground.

　At this time, Aurora walked to the center of the altar, stretched out her hand, and lit a rippling green light in the air.

　Arcadia prayed to her at the end of the ceremony, so naturally, she was the one who took over the anchors.

　It's just a matter of where these anchors should go...and what role they should play...

　...still decided by Aurora.

　""

　Arcadia watched everything in front of him with his eyes wide open. His expression suddenly became blank and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

　After a long while, he finally said dully:

　"You, you, you...how did you...?"

　"You misjudged us, Lord Arcadia," Xingmo smiled. "You seem to believe that by supporting an angel to ascend to the throne, your pitiful master will be able to enter this world?"

　"You...could you say..."

　Arcadia looked at the girl behind Xingmo, a petite being with white hair and red eyes.

　His body suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably, as if he had some disease.

　"But...how did you find out..."

　"You left too many loose ends," Xing Mo spread her hands and shook her head. "You thought you were perfect... but from the moment I met you, I never stopped paying attention to you, and sure enough..."

　At this time, Aurora behind Xingmo raised her head and pointed a finger towards the sky.

　A faint green light surged into the sky, quickly outlining the shape of a string magic array, and then disappeared.

　"Okay," Aurora smiled slightly, "That guy named Dominic will bring these anchors to Miss Serena..."

　"What on earth are you going to do!" Arcadia's voice was even a little miserable.

　Xingmo, who had listened to Arcadia's entire inner monologue before, was very happy to see his panic-stricken look.

　"Well, before we leave..." Xingmo smiled, "at least let you know how you will fall apart."

Chapter 313: The Spear of Ivramis (Part 6) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　The first time Xing Mo had doubts in his mind was when he dived to the middle layer of the floating island.

　Those giants who were assimilated by the extraordinary source of energy pierced their chests with swords on that hidden island, and then burned their bodies to become members of the Ice Flame Legion.

　There is an altar on the floating island, connecting all the anchor points in the royal court, and there are positions around it that can resist the spiritual pressure of the floating island.

　At that time, Xingmo was careful and wrote down this detail.

　Later, during the duel between Chloe and Minosk, Xingmo saw Wu Fu's extraordinary form: the giant with ice-blue flames all over his body seemed to be out of the realm of ordinary creatures.

　If Minosk is the one maintaining the evil god's altar...is it necessary for him to set up positions around it to resist spiritual pressure?

　He is an extraordinary monster, born for the environment of the abyss, so why bother with this?

　From then on, Xingmo realized that Minosk had at least one accomplice inside the royal court.

　And at the end of that duel, the black fog that descended from the sky to assassinate Minosk further proved Xingmo's guess - even if the invisible fog was very close to reality, it was impossible for him to personally execute a dependent.

　After all, God is God and it is impossible for Him to watch over every believer.

　By that time, Minosk had already been defeated by Chloe, and remained in a fighting posture even after his death, which meant that he did not commit suicide.

　Then we can only conclude that the person praying was at the scene.

　who can that be?

　"...You are indeed very smart. You know that words are weapons and can easily undermine the trust between us and the royal court."

　Xingmo looked down at the craftsman's son who was sitting by the wall. As Xingmo spoke, his expression became uglier.

　"But you're showing off too much, son of a craftsman. You told us that the craftsman lineage has been forging extraordinary things since ancient times, a family tradition that has lasted for thousands of years. You're showing us your almost ridiculous self-esteem."

　"Think about it. The Stone Nest Legion's giants don't need any protection to descend to the depths of the floating island. The only ones who need protection are the weaker giants: those with less supernatural essence in their bodies and weaker spiritual power... In other words, the dwarf giants..."

　"A family of dwarf giants that has lasted for a thousand years..." Xingmo smiled, "Isn't that the lineage of your craftsmen, Mr. Arcadia?"

　Hearing Xingmo's inference, Arkady's eyes widened slightly:

　"...No, I assure you, it's not just us, there are also..."

　"But I only know you. After all, you told me yourself." Xing Mo tilted her head. "You're not trying to quibble, are you?"

　For a moment Arcadia was speechless, then he lowered his head and exhaled deeply.

　"...You have taken away the royal court's only chance..." He said quietly, "We could have risen under the leadership of that witch... We could have secured a place in the new kingdom of God..."

　"Pollution of all your compatriots is your way of gaining a place in the kingdom of the invisible mist?" Xing Mo frowned. "You are so pathetic..."

　"No... you're even more pathetic..." Arcadia chuckled. "You think you're redeeming the world, but you're only pushing it to the brink of destruction. Ah... look at that... that false starlight still shining on the earth..."

　"Go talk to the Giant King's Court," Xingmo said, "Your Queen will want to hear your sophistry."

　"No... no need..." Arkady's smile became more obvious, "I won't give you... this chance..."

　A burst of spiritual pressure came from above his head, and Xingmo subconsciously shrank back. The black mist instantly swallowed everything around Arcadia.

　When the black fog dissipated, only a skeleton was left lying in the corner.

　""

　Xing Mo looked at the skeleton for a long time, pressed the back of his hand, and said:

　"Ham, what's going on on the surface?"

　"The train's moving. That bastard obviously planned this all along," Bahamut said disdainfully. "So what? I can turn their train into molten iron right now, how about that?"

　"No, that's not necessary. Let him go."

　After Xingmo finished speaking, she turned to look at Aurora, who nodded at her.

　"You return to the valley and have your clan stand by."

　"The show is about to begin."

　"Ugh——"

　With the sound of the whistle, the steam train sped out of the jungle, leaving long trails of steam in the air.

　Dominic and his guards boarded the train without any notice and quickly drove out of the valley.

　On a cliff not far away, several guerrillas stared at the scene in a daze, stunned.

　"Uh... Did Miss Chloe tell us what to do in this situation?" a guerrilla said blankly.

　"Hmm... detonate the explosives placed on the railroad tracks?" another person suggested.

　"How about letting the spy who sneaked in have a face-to-face encounter with Dominic?" another guerrilla fighter said, taking out a machine with a particularly complex structure.

　At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind them:

　"Let them go, we are in no hurry."

　The guerrillas turned around and were surprised to see Chloe slowly approaching, followed by two Pegasus Knights.

　But they soon noticed the bandages wrapped around Chloe and immediately surrounded her and said:

　"Miss Chloe, are you okay? How..."

　"I'm fine," Chloe breathed out, "We're almost there."

　"Success...what?"

　Chloe smiled slightly:

　"That's what we've always wanted to do," she said, looking in Massena's direction. "Tonight, the Auguste Palace will be ours again."

　As she spoke, there was a sudden earth-shaking sound behind her.

　The guerrillas turned around, their eyes trembling immediately - two or three ten-meter-tall giants stood up from the forest and slowly walked towards the cliff.

　The guerrillas subconsciously wanted to pick up their guns, but Chloe waved at the giants.

　"Do I need to introduce myself?" she asked.

　"Chloe August," the leading giant leaned his head to the edge of the cliff and stared at Chloe. "To those who have defeated Wulfminosk, we will obey the Queen's orders and restore your glory."

　Looking at that big face, Chloe suddenly recalled the battle on the floating island for some reason.

　The giant also looked reckless and stupid, but he really did not retreat when facing the group of evil spirits, and finally saved Chloe's life.

　"It's a pleasure working with you." Chloe nodded slightly.

　At the tail end of the steam train, Dominic stared at the fog outside the window and tightly grasped his chest.

　He stayed by the ancient well for half an hour, and when he returned to the train he was in a daze and even forgot how he got back.

　He felt as if countless people were talking in his ears: some were sad, some were in pain, and some were joyful.

　Chaotic light and shadows often flashed at the edge of his vision, sometimes grayish white, sometimes light green.

　Dominic was almost tortured to death. He held his head and his eyes were bloodshot.

　What happened...

　What happened to me?

　Was it Serena who did this? No... How could she hurt me...

　The gift from the Giant King's Court...is in me?

　I...

　Suddenly, Dominic felt the ring in his pocket and took it out.

　It was a ring woven from flowers and plants, with a leaf-shaped gem on it. It was a pair with Serena's ring with a flower-shaped gem.

　Yes...it doesn't matter anymore...nothing matters...