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

　Yes...some things were destined the moment Ugaen appeared.

　Maybe she could fight Isabella without going crazy, but with Ugaan? Impossible.

　Vivian was actually very stupid. She could only think of one way for Alice to escape:

　Burn yourself.

　She was innocent enough and didn't understand those strategies. The only things she could use to protect her lover were the sword in her hand and the teeth in her mouth.

　That's all the dragon knows.

　""

　"Look, pure ice flame," Isabella's smile became more and more obvious, "She will complete the final moment of shaping the golden body..."

　There was no trace of intelligence in Vivian's eyes. Dragon-scale-like ice formed on her face, and her silver armor gradually twisted, turning into pieces of icy dragon scales forming armor.

　A crazy light flashed in her vertical pupils, like two knives, trying to dig out Isabella and Ugain's hearts alive.

　"Broken." A low dragon voice sounded from her mouth.

　In an instant, the ice flame tore apart everything around it. Ugaen raised his scepter, and the golden quicksand resisted the turbulence of the ice flame.

　His pupils flickered slightly, and then he finally revealed a slightly amused expression:

　"This is... the ancient dragon."

　"You will be the gift of my rebirth!" Isabella raised the Sword of Dawn.

　She will unleash the deepest power of the Sword of Dawn, which is equivalent to an eight-string magic!

　The Ice Dragon, having lost its intelligence, cannot resist this attack!

　"boom--"

　Golden starlight rose up, piercing the ceiling of the basement, shining with golden light.

　Seeing the golden starlight, the ice dragon roared and prepared to rush forward with sword in hand.

　But at this moment, she felt something hugging her from behind.

　At first, the ice dragon didn't care. She held her sword and walked along the road of ice and flame towards Isabella, towards the starlight that was about to kill her.

　But gradually, there seemed to be a whisper coming from far away:

　"...Vivian..."

　"...You don't even want hot coffee? You want to drink? Oh, you should drink less..."

　"...I'm already too tired today..."

　"...Okay, okay, I'll accompany you tonight..."

　The meaningless whispers, like noise, made the ice dragon irritated.

　Something was hugging her from behind, and she began to feel confused - could someone really hug a ball of fire?

　Everyone knows that the end of holding onto a fire is being burned out.

　The man is holding a ball of fire. Is it because fire is important?

　Fire is indeed important... Fire can dispel darkness... Fire can provide warmth... But that is on the premise of keeping a certain distance.

　If you come into contact with fire, you will only suffer damage...

　Those who touch fire always get hurt, and those who embrace fire... are called madmen.

　The Ice Dragon recalled some broken fragments. She remembered many pairs of eyes, either showing undisguised fear or disguised fear.

　There were also some that were expressed directly, but they were all shattered by her.

　She is fire. People need her, but they also fear her.

　Respectful, but keeping a distance.

　But there is always an embrace that is never afraid of her.

　She embraced the fire as she would the light, even though the fire was as bright as the sun.

　Binglong suddenly knew who was behind him.

　"...Vivian..."

　"...I love you..."

　Like an anchor dropping to the seabed, Vivian's heart suddenly sank and her eyes fluttered open.

　She looked at the overwhelming golden light before her as if she were in another world, and the icy flames around her suddenly subsided.

　Then, she slowly turned around and saw Alice, who was covered in wounds.

　She saw Alice's tears—she was crying, right in front of her.

　the first time.

　"Alice..." Vivian murmured.

　"Vivian..."

　Before Vivian had time to think, Alice suddenly became very close.

　She only felt a warmth on her lips - the moth that flew into the fire once again flew into the fire without hesitation and kissed the flames.

　"boom--"

　The backs of the two people were intertwined by ice flames. At this moment, the manic extraordinary was anchored, just like the sky after the rain, and the turbulent sea was calm.

　Amidst the silent waves of ice and flame, the silver armor on Vivian's body gradually disintegrated, but she did not feel the power fade away.

　"I...I can control Chaofan..." Vivian said blankly, "Because...I was kissed?"

　"Silly..." Alice chuckled, "When Professor Merlin gave me some private lessons..."

　You really didn’t listen…”

　"Why should I listen to you if I can just copy your notes..." Vivian muttered.

　"Zero points." Alice tapped Vivian's forehead.

　They both turned their heads to face Isabella's wave of ice and flame.

　Seeing this scene, Isabella's eyes flashed with surprise.

　But she soon began to laugh and cried out:

　"Giving up resistance? Very good... then you can..."

　"bass--"

　An ice-blue light flashed, and Isabella saw a flash of ice-blue light and shadow flash in front of her, and the Ice Flame Sword stabbed out instantly.

　How is that possible! Martin has blocked time and space... She can't possibly tear open a rift in space...

　To block the imminent attack, she gave up charging her energy and deflected the blade—

　"clang----"

　The silver sword and the sword of dawn intertwined together, bursting out with brilliant light.

　Vivian thrust the butt of her sword hard, sending Isabella flying and falling to the ground.

　She felt the Sword of Dawn slip out of her hand and wanted to reach out to grab it, but she felt a sense of crisis coming over her.

　This time, she saw Vivian's movements clearly—the ice dragon did not pass through the space rift, but arrived directly in front of her through some means.

　Isabella had seen this type of displacement before. This was a displacement at the conceptual level. The ice dragon "defined" itself directly to a new position.

　That is a power similar to the string of truth!

　Isabella rolled over on the ground in a panic. The ice flames burned her body, causing her to scream.

　Vivian simply waved her silver sword lightly, letting the waves of ice flame wash over Isabella's body.

　"boom--"

　"boom--"

　"boom--"

　Finally, after one of Vivian's slashes, Isabella was able to get up and briefly repel Vivian with a starlight.

　She turned her head, looking for the Sword of Dawn, looking for her only chance to fight back.

　Then she saw the Excalibur—right at Alice's feet.

　Before the desire in her eyes blossomed, she saw the sword slowly flying up under the support of golden light, and then was caught by a hand.

　——Alice raised the Sword of Dawn!

　This means she is a warrior chosen by the goddess!

Chapter 327 Flame (Part 10) -4k- (Two updates in one)

　The moment she grasped the Sword of Dawn, Alice felt as if something was welling up from the depths of her soul.

　In fact, holding the Sword of Dawn was not even her personal desire, but some kind of...instinct.

　It was as if something was calling her from the unknown, causing her to bend down and pick up the holy sword shining with starlight.

　According to legend, the Sword of Dawn can only be wielded by a warrior chosen by the goddess. Even a saint cannot pick up this sword if he does not obtain the qualified characteristics.

　Alice picked it up.

　She raised her head and looked at Isabella opposite her, and saw the same light of disbelief flashing in her eyes.

　Anger ensued.

　"How dare you... blaspheme the goddess!"

　Isabella roared, and her living golden arm turned into a sharp blade, stabbing at Alice.

　Alice just waved her hand casually, and the exploding starlight instantly knocked Isabella's body away and slammed it against the wall.

　"boom--"

　Isabella slid to the corner, her body twitching and her eyes widening.

　She couldn't believe that she was defeated like this. She seemed to want to get up, but she couldn't do it.

　Seizing this opportunity, Vivian turned around and threw the silver sword towards Isabella's chest.

　"Pfft-"

　The silver sword pierced Isabella's chest and nailed her to the wall. The ice-blue flames burned her, causing her to scream.

　Vivian quickly retreated to Alice's side, and they both turned their heads to face Ugaen on the other side.

　But Ugaen just stood there calmly, leaning on his scepter, unmoved.

　"Now, Isabella, ignite the madness within you," said Ugaan. "The Starcaller is supposed to be the perfect firewood. If you can't burn yourself, how can you ignite the light that illuminates the starry sky?"

　"Aaaaaaaa!!" Isabella just screamed.

　"Ah...you don't want to?" Ugaen shook his head regretfully, "As expected..."

　Vivian and Alice looked at each other, and suddenly seemed to understand something——

　——The Golden King hasn’t taken any action yet... He is testing Isabella!

　Now, Isabella's golden body was destroyed and ice flames were burning her body, but she had no intention of trying her best.

　After all, there are reservations.

　At this moment, Vivian saw fear in Isabella: she did not dare to face the extraordinary, even if that was her only possibility of survival, she refused to detonate the madness in her body.

　She was afraid, perhaps because it was her nature, or perhaps because the sea of ​​blood and corpses when her subordinates were destroyed by cruel transcendents in front of the White Tower during the Art Revolution still stood in every one of her dreams.

　Who knows?

　"Find a chance to retreat..." Alice whispered, "We..."

　Before she could finish, Ugaen's gaze shifted over:

　"As for you, I'm sorry, I can't let you leave here," Ugaen said in a low voice, "Your ice flame is very powerful... just detonating it can easily reach

　If he continues to grow to the demigod level..."

　He raised his wrist, and golden quicksand flowed out from his sleeve, making him look like a dancer outlined by golden threads.