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

　who I am...?

　She raised her head, squeezed her hands, and the black sickle unfolded, swinging towards the star foam that was flying towards her——

　"clang--"

　Hit.

　"clang--"

　broken.

　"boom--"

　The turbulent flow of spiritual energy lifted up the snow on the ground, and the fluttering snowflakes shattered the sunlight, shattering the world in Serena's eyes.

　Snow mountains, ridges.

　The gods who were longing for meaning fell into confusion again.

　She originally thought that she only needed to succumb to God's pollution and fall into the endless abyss to pursue an answer that she had already realized.

　There is no need to think, just hand over the right to think to God, because all things have never had free will.

　But now, those fragments of the past pierced her skin and the pain reverberated through her body.

　Above the senses.

　Why bothering someone at a time like this...

　"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

　Selina suddenly let out a wail, and behind her, five wings suddenly opened up, sweeping away all the wind and snow around her.

　Xingmo ran to the side against the strong wind, his eyes always locked on Serena's neck, waiting for another flaw.

　She could feel the despair and confusion emanating from Serena, and no one could ignore that kind of pain.

　But she knew that there was no room for all this.

　No matter what kind of contradictions Serena is, no matter what her experiences are, no matter how much pain she suffers.

　She needs to pay for the blood debt of those who died at her hands.

　Xing Mo didn't know what the worldview of the gods was, nor did he know which worldview should be used as a standard.

　She is a human being, and she judges based on human morality.

　"boom--"

　Xingmo slid to avoid the black feathers flying towards him, and then stabbed his wand into the ground.

　The golden stream tubes, interspersed with shadows, rolled rapidly on the ground, and then pierced into Serena's body from different angles.

　This time, Serena didn't even dodge. The dual attack pierced into her body from both the real and spiritual worlds, causing blood to flow.

　But before Xing Mo could fight back further, she suddenly felt her body stiffen, and black threads emerged from her body -

　——The dark string controlled her.

　"Stay away from me! Stay away from me! Stay away from me!"

　Serena roared, suddenly broke free from her restraints, and instantly flashed to Xingmo's side.

　She swung her claws and tore Xingmo's body into pieces from head to toe——

　——But what splashed out was not blood, but broken starlight.

　When Blizzard was blasted away, Xingmo completed the replacement and used starlight projection to attract Serena's attention.

　On the other side, the real Xingmo tore open the crack, walked out of the spirit world, and held the magic wand in front of his eyes.

　The magic wand split Serena's back in two in Xingmo's field of vision, and then Xingmo gently slashed downwards -

　"Ding——" "Dong——" "Dang——"

　The wand slashed across seven strings in succession as it fell. In an instant, a golden blade of light descended from the sky, instantly splitting Serena's body in two.

　"bass--"

　Serena's body suddenly tilted, she vomited blood again, and fell to her knees on the ground.

　It's now.

　Xingmo snapped her fingers, and feathers of flaming fire surrounded her.

　She stepped out, flew towards Serena, twirled her wand, and drew out a flaming dagger.

　Just as she was about to chop off Serena's head, a golden light burst out from Serena's body the next second.

　"boom----"

　Xingmo was forced to change direction and avoid Serena's outburst.

　Her sight focused, and she saw that Serena's body had been completely entangled by the golden branches. Starlight and shadows kept hitting and flowing on her body, and the broken five wings were also stained with golden lines.

　"Zizzizi..."

　Serena turned her head sharply and locked her gaze on Xingmo.

　The golden branch and the black energy in her hand were woven into a dagger, the edge flashing.

　She moved as she wished, and in an instant she was in front of Xing Mo, slashing out—

　"clang--"

　She knocked the saint away effortlessly, effortlessly.

　Her power is very strong.

　"Zizzizi..."

　Flashbacks, those broken memories are flashing back.

　Are they all back now? When she finally decided to embrace her own meaning and become a pawn in God's resurrection.

　All those broken things that were not worth remembering came to her again.

　In the long life, all that was abandoned quickly flows back in the last moments.

　"...Countess...I offer you this fine wine...Please..."

　"...I've had enough! Leader! We're going to burn down that beast's granary today..."

　"...Everyone! Do you see the storm approaching in the distance? It's a dragon! It's nature! It's a storm! And we are destined to go through it..."

　"...You are just a servant, what's so good about you? Go away, don't think His Majesty will..."

　"...you'd better know what's best for you..."

　Countless identities, countless personalities, countless masks.

　But there is no place that can be called home.

　"boom--"

　Xingmo was holding her chest with difficulty while resisting Serena's attack that was like a storm.

　Oops...it still doesn't seem to be enough...

　After Jinzhi gradually merged with Serena, strange changes seemed to occur in her...

　If Serena was a puppet taken over by the extraordinary before, now she is a demon washed away by memories...

　She was trapped in the memories that she had already abandoned, and like a madman, she used Jinzhi's power to fight Xingmo to the death.

　"clang--"

　Xingmo used the Spine of Saint Auros to counter the attack while quickly thinking of a backup plan.

　If all else fails, we can only unleash madness and end the battle quickly...

　""

　"clang--"

　"boom--"

　Salina turned her wrist and stabbed the dagger out, stabbing at Xingmo and also at the void.

　In a certain life, she had stabbed the dagger in the same way and killed the baroness who was supposed to be her granddaughter.

　The baroness was still calling out her name before she died... Of course, it was the name she used to be a baroness...

　How ironic fate is, everything is just reincarnation, everything will be

　Completely destroyed in the cycle of reincarnation.

　Under the wheel of history, Salina has not found her home, nor her own meaning.

　Blizzard.

　The air currents stirred up by the battle lifted up the snow on the ground, and for a moment it seemed as if a blizzard flashed before our eyes.

　Amidst the snowstorm, Serena seemed to hear the voice behind the door again.

　"Ms. Serena, are you leaving?"

　Yes, I am destined to leave.

　"But where are you going?"

　When Serena opened her eyes, she found herself standing in front of the wooden house, facing the two girls in love.

　Julia and Annabella looked at Serena together, and there was something in their eyes that Serena had never had.

　Faced with the two girls' questions, Serena was stunned for a moment, lowered her head and bit her lip.

　"Go home..." she whispered.

　"But..." Julia tilted her head, "Where is your home?"

　Yeah...where is home...

　Never.

　"boom----"

　With another slash, Serena felt her movements becoming easier.

　The enemy in front of her seemed unable to keep up with her speed. After a few slashes, the black-haired saint was finding it increasingly difficult.

　But Salina did not seize the flaw, nor did she pierce the saint's heart.

　She was just fighting on instinct. She instinctively wanted to tear everything in front of her to pieces and turn it into ashes.

　She was jealous, of course she was jealous of Julia and Annabella, the two innocent girls living in the snowy mountains.

　They are obviously of the same level, but they dare to leave home and go out into the world together, just because of each other.

　But this "each other" is the most difficult to obtain.

　It can't be exchanged for anything.

　Will never have it.

　The blizzard froze the tears, forming two long icicles.

　Serena didn't know when she found herself crying, sobbing, roaring, and wailing.

　She kept waving the dagger that she had held in her hand at some point, causing the starlight attached to it to draw tracks.

　Goddess, don’t you always claim to be the protector of everything?

　You spared me from birth above the sea of ​​clouds and let me fall into the mortal world. Was it just out of pity?

　Is it mercy or punishment?

　The foolish bird flew out of the forest on the day the forest was destroyed and has been homeless ever since.

　She longed for meaning and a place to belong, but she never had it.

　Never had.

　Swing a knife.

　"boom--"

　All in vain.