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

　""

　"Little Saint, have you made up your mind?" Aurora whispered.

　"Ah."

　Xing Mo nodded, his face indifferent.

　Yes, the choice between humanity and transcendence is indeed a heavy proposition.

　This is true for Serena and Xingmo as well.

　Should I choose human logic, save the people in the banquet hall, and lose all of Massena, or should I choose extraordinary logic, decisively abandon the people in the banquet hall, and choose all of Massena...

　Xingmo didn't choose either.

　She did not escape the choice between humanity and the extraordinary, but she transferred this choice to herself.

　She chose extraordinary.

　"!"

　Xing Mo reached his hands behind his back and clenched them, and golden starlight suddenly burst out.

　The moment the Spear of Ivramis appeared, Xingmo felt his mind quickly draining away and becoming hollowed out.

　At the same time, golden starlight burst out from her pupils.

Chapter 316: The Spear of Ivramis (Part 9) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　stars.

　The sea is made up of stars, and golden starlight gushes into the sky.

　The god hanging above the sky looked down at the clouds lit by golden starlight, with endless murderous aura hidden in his eyes.

　As far as he could see, the skeleton of the giant bird was burning, and its flesh and feathers turned into flying flames. It looked magnificent, but it was inconspicuous above the clouds lit up by golden stars.

　The golden sun has fallen.

　God can glimpse His fall: His flesh and blood turned into flying flames and scattered in all directions; His bones fell into the sea of ​​clouds and into the ravines of the sand dunes; His spirit fell into the world of shadows and flowed into a river.

　The death of a god was so magnificent. He returned everything he had obtained to the world, but he no longer had the brutality he had when he took it. Instead, he had become a little gentler.

　Even the raging fire that swept across the sea of ​​clouds also created gentle waves.

　""

　In the raging fire of the fallen god, a few waves crashed against the sea of ​​clouds, rolling out the outline of life.

　God saw the newborn soul in the flames - the flames outlined the shape of a bird, small, crying above the sea of ​​clouds.

　He plucked a feather made of golden starlight, and the feather turned into a spear, and the golden starlight shone again above the sea of ​​clouds.

　The god targeted the newborn followers of the fallen god.

　""

　But after a few seconds, he let go of the gun again, letting the golden starlight dissipate.

　He thought...that new thing might also be a way out.

　An idea emerged quietly, like a seed.

　He suddenly wanted to take a look.

　""

　""

　"Little Saint."

　"!"

　Xing Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and the scene in the illusion suddenly overlapped with the scene in front of him.

　She was holding a golden spear made of starlight, and the tip of the spear, made of entangled wings, was flashing with golden cross starlight, radiating spiritual pressure to the surroundings, suppressing the surrounding songs of death.

　But what Xingmo saw in front of him was not the newborn firebird, but Salina who was gradually twisted in the black fog.

　This scene suddenly overlapped with the war between gods in the sky three thousand years ago.

　Serena...the follower of the Invisible Mist...was she once the follower of the gods born when the Golden Sun fell?

　The memory just now... comes from

　The Spear of Ivramis...is it the memory of the goddess?

　He deliberately spared the life of that new divine favored one...why?

　"call..."

　Xingmo turned her head and looked at Aurora beside her, and found that the little guy was holding her wrist tightly.

　"Not bad, it seems I can definitely hold you back," Aurora said calmly. "It's just so-so. As expected, a goddess's weapon is just so-so. Nothing difficult to control."

　Although she said so, Xing Mo saw a look of fear on her face.

　I guess she was still a little panicked, right? Xing Mo smiled secretly.

　However, she didn't intend to drag it out any longer - even with Aurora as an anchor, her control over her mental state was still very poor and she was almost on the verge of collapse.

　"Come on..." Xingmo said lightly.

　""

　Across from them, Serena's eyes widened slightly, a look of disbelief on her face.

　The starlight from the goddess instantly awakened her memories—the memories of her birth above the sea of ​​clouds.

　She remembered the fear she felt when she looked directly at the starlight. That fear was engraved deep into her soul, and she has not been able to get rid of it until now.

　The goddess's...starlight...?

　This is... His feather! This is the spear of Ivramis!

　Shouldn't this gun have sunk into the Earth's core along with that chimera?! Why...why was it in her hand?

　Serena bit her lip, her emotions torn apart madly, and two tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

　After so much hard work...is this how it ends?

　"No...!"

　A scarlet light flashed in Serena's eyes. She raised her hand and instantly blew a hole in the ceiling of the August Palace.

　Immediately afterwards, the Death Songs that were suppressed by the golden starlight fled away at once.

　Obviously, Salina intended to use such means to distract Xingmo's attention.

　However, before the Death Songs could fly far, the brilliant dragon flames engulfed them all.

　A pair of golden vertical pupils lit up in the gap of the roof. Dragon King Bahamut overlooked the banquet hall, with golden fireworks lingering in his nostrils.

　"God's favor, you are responsible for the deaths of my people..." She stared at Serena, "and the price will be far beyond your imagination."

　Serena wanted to say something, but she heard Xingmo on the other side suddenly say:

　"I'm aiming."

　She turned her head and saw the golden cross star light suddenly spread out, instantly cutting the world in front of Serena into fragments like a grid.

　She subconsciously wanted to escape, but she only felt the golden dragon flame descending from the sky, instantly suppressing her——

　"boom"

　Serena raised her hands, and the black mist formed a barrier, barely blocking the dragon's flames.

　But in this way, she had no time to deal with the Spear of the Goddess in front of her.

　"No!!" Serena screamed in despair, "You can't! You're not crazy! You'll... you'll kill everyone!"

　"Of course I'm not crazy, Miss Serena." Xingmo said in a low voice.

　When it maintained contact with the divine spear, it seemed to become a part of the star foam.

　This allowed Xingmo to clearly feel its power, and also allowed Xingmo to know what it meant to throw it out.

　There is no doubt that Principal Merlin is right - the Spear of Ivramis is a weapon that can harm gods and is a more powerful weapon than the Angel Bullet.

　If Xing Mo had thrown the gun directly, the entire Massena would have been razed to the ground in an instant, and no one in the banquet hall would have survived.

　Aurora beside her will also be severely injured.

　Moreover, if this magic spear was thrown away, Xing Mo would definitely not be able to bear its huge consumption, which would lead to irreversible consequences.

　According to her own estimation, at the very least, her spirit would be permanently torn apart, and at the worst, her soul would be shattered.

　Therefore, drawing the Spear of Ivramis was not done to throw it.

　This is a treatment that only the Invisible Mist can enjoy, so forget about His followers.

　However, an artifact of this level does not need to be thrown to work.

　Its spiritual pressure can have a suppressing effect, and according to the memories read by Xingmo, it also has some powerful extraordinary characteristics.

　such as--

　"Buzz buzz----"

　As the cross star light continued to flicker, Salina felt that the power in her body was being drained away.

　She raised her hand and found that the black mist on her hand was being distorted by the golden starlight... condensing... and then spreading...

　The golden starlight is assimilating everything!

　Chapter 8, Verse 12 of the Xinghai Canon states, "His light will eventually come to the world, and on the road to the end of all things, all will return to His glory and lead to great harmony."

　The starlight will assimilate everything, just as the star patterns can transform everything into pure spirituality.

　The ripples generated when the Spear of Ivramis resonates with reality...can assimilate all extraordinary matter and starlight!

　At this moment, Serena suddenly remembered what Chu Xingmo wanted to do——

　——Assimilate all the extraordinary substances that Serena used for upgrading into starlight, and then let the starlight spear devour it!

　"cough..."

　Serena covered her chest, and the ripples of starlight made her choke on a mouthful of blood, black blood.

　She stared at Xingmo with a ferocious look on her face. Those eyes shining with golden starlight looked so familiar.

　She felt her sanity returning rapidly - this was extremely terrifying for her, because it meant that the extraordinary essence in her body was

　It was disappearing along with the madness and was immediately assimilated by the spear.

　Just protecting oneself is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

　Dying?

　""

　Xing Mo held the spear, took deep breaths repeatedly, and felt the spiritual power gathering in his hands.

　She could feel the extraordinary source material transforming into star ripples, which were immediately assimilated by the spear in her hand.

　Most of those extraordinary sources come from the extraordinary storage room directly below the August Palace.

　Amidst the scattered and gathering starlight, Xingmo heard many people talking:

　"...Retreat! That's Black..."

　"...Take the high ground! Damn it! The musketeers' formations must not retreat..."

　"...Jennifer...Mary...I miss you..."

　"...Dad, when will my sister be back..."

　"...Miss...I'm home..."

　The whispers intertwined with each other, outlining a series of outlines in the starlight, like little people running and shouting.

　Are those... the souls who died in the Falluja War?

　They were pushed onto the battlefield by their patriotism and died under the iron hoofs of the imperialists. Until their death, they could never imagine that their sacrifice was just a grand chess game.

　Xingmo looked at the instigator of this chess game - Salina, who was holding her chest, her body curled up in pain, her previously mutated bright red hair drooped slightly, and her extraordinary characteristics had faded.

　The extraordinary people walking in the human world can make countless lives bathe in the sea of ​​suffering just by weaving threads in secret.