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

　It is also the gap between God and man.

　Xing Mo has always had a deep expectation for the authority of God. After all, she has never seen what the complete godhead looks like. Even the part of the Tree of Life that Aurora once kept with her was just some fragments.

　Therefore, she was actually a little surprised when she saw the small ring hanging on the golden branch.

　When she looked closely, she found that the ring was actually the one that Serena had worn before.

　I have the impression...that the ring was given to her by Dominic.

　"The power of authority is merely a collection of concepts. Fundamentally, it's invisible," Aurora said, walking in front of the golden branch. "But it can take on a specific form, often depending on the will of the gods."

　"But this is Serena's ring." Xingmo said.

　"Who knows? Perhaps after their fates were linked, Serena and the Invisible Mist were now considered one," Aurora shook her head. "Little Saint, why do you think Serena kept this ring?"

　Yeah, why?

　This ring was given to her by Dominic, and the status of Dominic in Serena's eyes...Xingmo is hard to comment.

　After all, whether it is the New Party or Dominic, they are essentially just tools for Serena to try to become an angel.

　As for chess pieces, they should be discarded when it’s time to discard them. Who would invest much emotion in them?

　""

　In a trance, Xingmo recalled the life-and-death battle between Serena and himself on the ridge of memory.

　At that moment, she saw a hint of surprise in Serena's eyes, followed by relief.

　"I think this ring may be proof that she was loved."

　Xing Mo walked in front of Jinzhi, stretched out her hand, and a faint golden light pulled the ring down and floated in front of her.

　She could sense the phantoms surging in the ring, overlapping and intertwined with countless wails and whispers.

　"This thing... do you want to take it in directly?" Xingmo asked Aurora.

　"Well..." Aurora gently touched her chin, "Hmm... It feels a bit difficult. The confluence of the Tree of Life has made me a little tired, unless..."

　She thought for a moment, then turned to look at Xing Mo:

　"We need your help."

　"Me?" Xing Mo was a little surprised. "How can I help with matters at the divine level?"

　"Destiny," Aurora smiled, "Use destiny to assist me."

　Aurora's words made Xingmo slightly stunned, but she quickly understood what she meant.

　Use the strings of fate to converge the flow, thereby reducing the accidents that may occur when Aurora accommodates the confused kingdom.

　"But I'm very tired..." Xing Mo rubbed his chest, "Throwing that gun...it took more energy than I thought..."

　Even though Aurora helped stabilize the spirit later, Xingmo still felt a burning pain in his heart.

　If she had not resonated with the string of fate before entering the kingdom of God, this burning might have been further intensified.

　It turns out that throwing the Spear of Ivramis does consume a lot of the spirit. If possible, Xingmo hopes to throw it as few times as possible in the future.

　If she were to engage in a long battle now, she would surely surrender after just a few strikes.

　"Are you tired?" Aurora smiled slightly. "Shall I give you some nourishment?"

　"Hasn't it been made up?" Xing Mo muttered, "Or..."

　"Are there other ways to heal?" Aurora held out her hand. "Look."

　Xingmo looked in the direction of Aurora's finger and found that the little guy was pointing at Jinzhi.

　Only then did she notice that the golden branch shone even brighter than before, and the edges of the branch's outline were vaguely shimmering with a halo, more like an illusion than a solid entity.

　She opens the vision of the tree,

　I saw an endless black torrent converging and exploring the golden branch, and then being assimilated by the golden starlight.

　"This...this is..." Xingmo's eyes widened slightly.

　"The transcendental remnants of the Invisible Mist," Aurora whispered. "Most of its power has been devoured by the Divine Kingdom—a kingdom that will soon collapse. All energy within will be gradually seized by other dimensions, eventually becoming as desolate as the Divine Kingdom during winter. But the transcendental essence contained within this golden branch will remain intact, as it has been transformed into part of the starlight."

　"According to my estimation, these extraordinary remnants are enough for a demigod to be promoted to an angel. This can be said to be quite generous."

　Demigod was promoted to angel...Xingmo's mouth opened slightly.

　She subconsciously looked at the golden starlight, as if she could glimpse some traces of fate from it.

　In the past, she couldn't be sure, but this golden branch came from the goddess, who personally orchestrated it.

　There is no doubt about that.

　The Star Sea Goddess is continuing to guide Xing Mo to upgrade.

　Noticing the hesitation in Xingmo's eyes, Aurora smiled softly:

　"Don't worry, it won't happen so quickly. Don't forget that there are conditions for advancement. I don't know for sure, but advancement to an angel is definitely not as easy as advancement to a demigod."

　"It's not easy to be promoted to a demigod." Xing Mo muttered.

　"The difference in difficulty is at least a hundred times greater," Aurora nodded. "For now, this golden branch has one and only one purpose."

　"That is the resonant holy object that will help you pry the strings of fate."

　Yes, the Golden Branch was originally nurtured by the String of Fate, so it can naturally become a sacred object that resonates with the String.

　"I understand."

　Xing Mo nodded slightly, then reached out and grabbed the golden branch.

　The moment she held the golden branch, Xing Mo felt an electric current spreading along her arm, causing countless golden symbols to flash quickly before her eyes.

　She could feel that the golden branch was resonating with her - it was a kind and familiar feeling.

　It's like stepping out of the snow and wind into a steaming hot bathtub, and being bathed in warmth all over.

　With the help of the golden branch, Xingmo felt that his inspiration was being amplified and his original fatigue was gradually fading away.

　"Then, come on."

　Xingmo raised his wand and tapped three strings in the air, and the intertwined light merged into gold.

　She reached out and grasped the string that shone with golden light, and her pupils turned pure gold.

　"Buzzing..."

　Seeing this, Aurora took a deep breath, and six-winged shadows gradually emerged behind her.

　She also reached out and gently held the ring.

　"boom"

　The surging black gas suddenly exploded, and the green flames devoured the black fog, causing it to collapse continuously.

　"Haaa..." Aurora gasped slightly, her hands clenched tightly, her body seeming to be bearing an excessive amount of force.

　At this moment, countless golden symbols appeared in front of Xing Mo's eyes, and then gradually turned into countless open paths.

　She grasped the golden branch in one hand and held the open paths with the other, trying to narrow them into one.

　——The one that Aurora used to stably accommodate the Lost Kingdom.

　""

　Golden ripples spread out, and with Xingmo's intervention, the pressure on Aurora gradually eased.

　Green flames burned in her pupils, and the flames continued to burn the ring in the girl's hand, subduing the resisting spiritual pressure inch by inch.

　The burning green flames blended with the black mist, and gradually, the concepts came together. The Tree of Life transformed the confused kingdom into a branch on its branches and washed away the darkness.

　As the green light burned, Xing Mo felt the world in front of her eyes gradually become blurred, and the light and shadow began to change again.

　When everything in front of him was engulfed by incandescence, Xingmo heard two voices talking:

　"...Red Moon...that is definitely not a bridge to be used...He has consciousness, just like you and me..."

　"...His form is closer to the original... a star, a pure star... But he actually has intelligence... Does he? I can't be sure..."

　"...The one who painted the string may not have anticipated all this... If he insists on doing so... he will not get what he wants..."

　The handsome man stood with his back to the light, his hair bright red and six beautiful fiery red wings gathered behind him.

　Behind Him is a sun disk, a golden sun disk.

　"...Yes, the gravity of the stars I control locked onto Him, but He also locked onto me..."

　"...tidal locking, I'm sure that would drive anything crazy. As long as it is crazy, anything that is pulled in the same orbit with it will also become crazy..."

　"...Starlight, I'm not complaining. You are His most favored angel, the original angel. You learned from Him how to weave destiny. Can't you see the direction?"

　"...I forgot, maybe you have seen it a long time ago, or is this what He desires?"

　"At once...from God to the collapse of all things..."

　"...Haha, I was just kidding, don't look at me with those sad eyes..."

　"...The sun will rise again tomorrow, and its light will shine on the people of gold and the people of mist, on the mountains of giants, the rivers of elves, and the horizons of dragons..."

　"...sun

　It will hang there forever. I was born in its sea of ​​fire, and will return to it when I die..."

　In the light, the handsome man turned his head and looked at Xingmo.

　Xing Mo couldn't make out the outline of his face; the sun behind him was too bright. She only saw a pair of golden eyes flickering, like sunlight flickering through dark clouds.

　"...Let the fire of the sun light your way, along with the light of your star..."

　"...By the way, if there ever comes a day when we must fight..."

　"...I'm so sorry, Ivramis..."

　"...Goodbye, and...thank you..."

　As the words faded away, Xingmo saw the deity raise his hand, and the sun behind him continued to expand.

　The light drowned Xingmo, blurring her vision.

　Just now...that figure...

　Is it the Golden Sun, the original Yi?!

　He had foreseen his own madness... and had entrusted everything to the goddess... and then resolutely let the torrent of fate sweep him away...

　And in his words, the reason for his madness was the red moon!

　Tidal lock... Miss Perlis mentioned it, it's a thirteen-string magic of the Red Moon...

　The function is... to lock the fate of the two!

　Even God cannot break free from such a lock!

　So, if the Golden Sun has gone crazy... does that mean...

　Hongyue is crazy too?

　Now it seems that this so-called Red Moon is obviously also a god, and in the mouth of the Golden Sun, His form is closer to a "primitive star."

　Original stars...what does that mean?

　He controls fate? What about fate in the hands of the goddess?

　And... the Golden Sun mentioned a name...

　The person who draws the strings.

　The string painter.

　"The strings are drawn."

　“It is interconnected with concepts and woven into the very fabric of this world.”

　Xingmo recalled the memories he saw in Stone Seed's dream.

　The giant hand on the horizon, and the old man with faint silver eyes.

　Judging from the tone of Golden Sun, the status of the String Painter is obviously higher than that of the Star Sea Goddess, Golden Sun, Dark Moon Dragon and other gods.

　He mentioned that the Star Sea Goddess is the Painter's "most beloved angel." Does this mean...

　...He is the creator of the gods?