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

　Serena promised... as long as the gift from the Giant King's Court arrives... she can solve all problems once and for all...

　Whether it was the Imperial threat, the August family's attempted revival, or even the visitors from the Citadel, it didn't matter anymore...

　By that time, Fallu will be theirs, he will become the true leader of Fallu, and no one will look down on him anymore.

　Then... he wants to be with Serena forever...

　Dominic raised his head and looked out the car window with a pale face.

　The fog-filled window reflected his face: haggard, pale, but determined.

　Auguste Palace - Massena

　Serena walked through the underground corridor and came to the depths of the prison.

　She stared into the darkness behind the iron cage without saying a word.

　After a long time, a sigh came from inside:

　".

　..It seems you are one step faster..."

　The puppeteer sighed softly in the darkness, his face hidden by it.

　The corners of Serena's mouth curled up slightly:

　"You still insist on fighting to the death?"

　"The Red Moon Cult has never welcomed you, a follower of the Mist God..." the puppeteer murmured softly, "We pursue the great Red Moon, and you... are nothing more than a pawn of the Mist God..."

　"You are all pawns of the Mist God, but you have never realized it." said Serena.

　"...Haha, I've long realized it... Just as the ice dragon said... The Red Moon has never responded to us who have served it for thousands of years. How could that strange fog truly serve it?" The puppeteer chuckled. "It is merely using us, humble pawns, as servants, promising us the light of the Red Moon... But it is an ancient god born from spirituality, how could it serve any other deity? The Red Moon's Favor is merely a mask it has woven for itself. When it descends, all of the Red Moon's followers will be devoured..."

　"Oh?" The smile on Serena's face grew more pronounced. "You know you're just a pawn, yet you still follow His ways?"

　"Because He truly gave us... power," the Puppeteer replied. "Unlike you... the chosen ones... we are mortals, mortals who embrace madness... Who else is truly like you... born with great power, shaping the world with their own ideas?"

　"He gave us the power... the power to shape the world... and I could finally see... a glimmer of light..."

　The puppeteer suddenly laughed, and as his smile blossomed, Serena's smile disappeared.

　"You mean..." she whispered.

　"Yes..." The puppeteer suddenly grabbed the prison door with both hands. "He can become our puppet, right? Then we can borrow his power... to pursue the true Crimson Moonlight..."

　The moment the puppeteer finished speaking, Serena suddenly raised her hand and stabbed forward.

　Her hand passed through the cell door, and with a "puff" sound, the liquid splashed on her charming and pretty face.

　"Ah...ah...are you...angry?" The puppeteer's voice became stumbling.

　"Your red moon will never shine upon you," Serena said coldly, "Ever."

　"...Ahem...ah...but how do you think..." The puppeteer's breath grew weaker, "will your god...illuminate you...?"

　"You can't see it." Serena smiled.

　"Pfft."

　Accompanied by the sound of flesh tearing, something fell to the ground in the darkness.

　Serena withdrew her hand, holding a heart with black light surging on it.

　She crushed the heart, threw the pieces away, and turned away.

　However, before she could take a few steps, she suddenly heard the sound of howling wind behind her.

　Turning her head, a black mist passed by her in an instant, whispering:

　"...everything inside this body...will die...including you..."

　"...We...are all...puppets..."

　""

　The black fog quickly dissipated. It was obvious that it was just a dying soul.

　But Salina was slightly startled and immediately fell into deep thought.

　"...puppet..."

　She shook her head slightly, ran her hand through her bright red hair, and continued walking down the corridor.

　She turned left at the end of the corridor and entered the underground secret room.

　This is the extraordinary storage room of the August Palace, which stores more than 80% of Massena's extraordinary materials.

　Among them was the three-headed fire dragon that had previously attacked Massena.

　Some of these materials are used for extraordinary upgrades, and some are used for the manufacture of magic props, so they are usually strictly guarded.

　But at this time, there was no one here.

　"Come out."

　Serena shouted into the darkness, the bone bracelet on her wrist trembling slightly.

　The absence of anyone means it is a trap, a cage.

　""

　Several golden lights emerged in the darkness - they were pairs of vertical pupils, the vertical pupils of dragons.

　The Dragon Judges walked out of the darkness and surrounded Serena.

　Black hoods covered most of their faces, but Serena could feel the scales: they were emerging one by one from under the skin of these half-dragon, half-human monsters.

　"God's favor... your plan is too simple after all..." Judge Long Yan said, "The New Party's dogs are easy to deceive, but we are dragons."

　"You're dragons?" Serena couldn't help but laugh. "Well... at least you have a good sense of humor."

　She raised her hand, and black flames ignited on it, the light of the fire making the darkness of the cellar even darker.

　"Come on, all of you," Serena said with a faint smile, "Let's...quickly end this..."

　As she spoke, dragon roars rang out from all directions, and the space was suddenly filled with twisted and restless flames.

　But Salina just stood there calmly, her expression unchanged, not affected at all.

　Upon seeing this, the eyes of a Dragon Words Judge widened slightly:

　"...She...is a demigod?"

　"Don't use boring human units of measurement to define things beyond your imagination," Serena said calmly. "Oh, sorry, you obviously think you are dragons, right?"

　Without waiting for the Dragon Judges to respond, Salina suddenly swung her hand, and the black flame instantly turned into a ring and flew towards

　Exploding around.

　The entire extraordinary storage room was instantly engulfed in a sea of ​​black flames, accompanied by the screams of the lizard as it died tragically.

　Flames exploded in the darkness, the golden flames and the black flames met and entangled, devouring each other, and erupted in a roaring sound like a grand symphony of fire.

　But soon, the boundless darkness swallowed up the golden touch, accompanied by the sound of flesh and blood crumbling.

　After a long time, everything fell into endless silence again, as if nothing had happened.

　In the silence, Serena stood alone, her red dress swaying like flames.

　With a smile on her face, she stepped through the darkness before her and came to the end of the extraordinary storage room.

　There is a simple altar.

　On the altar, an ice-blue round bead was shining brightly, and it seemed as if endless wailing and sorrow were surging inside.

　Souls, human souls, from the Faru War, from the war between the Royal Court and the Chimera Angels.

　These souls gathered together, and the aura they emitted made Serena feel like she was bathed in spring breeze.

　"what..."

Chapter 314: The Spear of Ivramis (Part 7) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　"call--"

　Breaking out from the deep darkness, Xingmo and Aurora once again saw the dim light of the sky.

　The depths of the valley were still shrouded in mist, but one could vaguely make out the light of the setting sun—night was about to fall.

　"Is it too late? Should we go straight to the rift?" Aurora stretched.

　"Don't be anxious," Xingmo whispered, "She is the prey in our cage, and the outcome of this operation is already determined. What's important is the process."

　“Oh, yes, the process…”

　Aurora puffed out her cheeks, thought for a moment, then cleared her throat and said:

　"Ah, I am Shikoti Amura! The wielder of stars and fire! I..."

　"Stop scolding me!" Xing Mo covered Aurora's mouth with her cheeks slightly red.

　Damn it! What’s going on at this time? Xing Mo felt her ears turn red.

　"Just kidding," Aurora laughed as she broke free from Xingmo's grasp. "It's a ritual, I understand."

　What kind of ceremony is this? It's so embarrassing...

　Xing Mo cleared her throat, the blush still on her face.

　"In short, if we want to win the hearts of the people, we must let the people of Falu see that it was their princess who took everything back on her own and eliminated the New Party that colluded with the evil god."

　"Okay, okay, we get it," Aurora clapped her hands. "Well, the steam train has been taken away. How are we going to get those guerrillas back? On a fire dragon?"

　"Riding a fire dragon is still a bit too... impressive," Xing Mo sighed. "It's okay, I anticipated this."

　"Oh?"

　Aurora's ears pricked up. She looked up and saw a shadow breaking through the thin mist and falling from the sky in the glow of the setting sun.

　It looked like a...mechanical flying dragon!

　When the mechanical flying dragon landed on the ground, the girl on the dragon's back jumped down skillfully, moving her body and making "cracking" sounds with her joints.

　"Long time no see, Miss Jadeti," Isis Elbella smiled faintly, "How have you been lately?"

　The architect looked very energetic, at least much more energetic than when she was still in New Galo. She was wearing an elegant black dress that completely concealed the mechanical structure on her body, making her look no different from an ordinary person.

　Xingmo walked forward, shook hands with Isis, and said:

　"Are you used to it in winter county?"

　"I like it there very much. It's colder than New Galo, but very quiet," Isis chuckled. "Miss Alena asked me to say hello to you. She said she is still working hard with you as her role model."

　Aliena, the daughter of a Wintershire merchant, seems to still be doing what she loves in my clinic...

　Xing Mo nodded with emotion and said:

　"Tell her to keep warm. It's always cold in the Caradorans Mountains, isn't it?"

　After the pleasantries, Isis turned around and patted the Mechanical Dragon:

　"As you requested, I've filled the fuel tank. I haven't neglected my mechanical skills since arriving in Winter County. This flying dragon has been modified, and its frame can support six to seven people. However, if there are more, we'll need to lower the flight altitude."

　"That's enough. Thank you for your talent." Xingmo nodded with satisfaction.

　"You seem to be in a hurry, so I won't bother you anymore," Isis looked around for a moment. "Um... I'm sorry about the Citadel. In fact, from the news I got from New Garo, most of the people in the Empire were also a little overwhelmed. Who could have imagined that such a thing would happen in the world..."

　"Everything will return to normal," Xingmo nodded, "Until then, protect yourself."

　After saying that, Xingmo looked at Aurora and signaled the little evil god to get to work.

　The little evil god puffed up his cheeks helplessly, sighed, and said:

　"Miss Isis, please give me your hand."

　Isis obediently handed over her hand. The moment her hand touched Aurora, a shadow suddenly unfolded and instantly swallowed her body.

　Aurora closed her eyes, as if guiding something. Half a minute later, she opened her eyes and said:

　"Okay, safe delivery~"

　"It's really convenient." Xing Mo commented.

　"Ms. Isis, like Alia, has a strong affinity with the power of darkness," Aurora puffed up her cheeks, "but we are not teleporters! You can't

　Let me cooperate with you every time!"