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

　Xing Mo didn't know and didn't dare to jump to conclusion.

　She took a deep breath. At least, she understood one thing: why she could use the power of the Fire Spirit.

　That Saint-level string magic was what Xingmo used most often during his time as a bell guardian. Although it became less and less used as more and more tricks became available, the special significance of that string magic lay in its uniqueness.

　There are only two people in the world known to be able to use it, one is the Golden King Ugaon, and the other is Xingmo.

　Now, Xing Mo finally found the common ground between himself and the emperor:

　Ugaen is the successor of the Golden Sun Wheel, and Xingmo is suspected to be the goddess's favored one.

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

　""

　Xingmo closed her eyes in the white light and took a deep breath.

　If...even true gods cannot resist the torrent of fate...

　...Then why does she think she has that ability?

　""

　Xing Mo knew that the battle between gods must involve many deep-seated reasons. The deadly battle between the crazy bird and the goddess was both good and evil, and it was impossible to define it as good or evil.

　But when the truth was revealed, it was completely different from what she thought:

　Golden Sun knew that he would go mad because of Red Moon, and entrusted everything to the goddess before his death.

　There is no fighting or calculation, only the righteousness that shines as brightly as the sunlight.

　But after his fall... the Goddess's chosen people and the Golden People fell into an eternal cycle of hatred...

　The ancient evil, led by the Supreme Praiser, blamed the goddess for the death of the god. Over the next thousand years, hatred flowed like poison through the hearts of every golden people, polluting their souls.

　And the goddess...Her chosen people treated the lost golden people as slaves and lived the life of vested interests.

　Who would have thought that even the gods' wishes...

　...will eventually flow to the master.

Chapter 349 Loss of Heart (Part 8) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　"boom----"

　On the battlefield, soldiers in black armor fought against the black fog, and the sky and the earth were alternating between black and red.

　Flying flesh and blood were scattered across the battlefield, some belonging to humans, some to demihumans, and some to the Death Songs that tried to mimic humans.

　"General! Behind you!"

　Cherry waved her staff in panic, causing gravity to explode, briefly dispersing a Death Song.

　Nepientes immediately turned around and threw his burning axe towards the black mist.

　"boom--"

　The string fire burned the body of the Song of Death to ashes, turning it into nothingness.

　Cherry waved her wand, and gravity pulled the axe back, where it was grabbed by Nepientis.

　"Well done, little girl!" Nepientis shouted.

　"General! We

　We can’t hold on any longer! Cherry was panicking and anxious, “We can’t kill them all! The fog…the fog is drifting towards us!”

　The kingdom of God is covering reality, and the huge fog is like a wall of waves on the sea. Nepsis and Cherry are standing on the dry seabed, waiting for the sea to flood their land again.

　The Messina Guards and Rangers suffered increasingly severe losses. Even with a messenger occasionally using large-scale string magic to provide assistance, the balance of the battle was gradually tilting towards the evil creatures invading reality.

　Seeing the fog wave sweeping in, Nepenses rubbed Cherry's head:

　"Just die! You asked for this, so you have to die with me!"

　"Oh, oh, oh, but I don't want to die!" Cherry cried, "I don't want the General to die either! If he dies, what will happen to us...?"

　She waved her hand, and gravitational turbulence erupted, shattering everything within the ten-meter space in front of her, and even the ground sank.

　And those songs of death flying towards them were naturally exploded into spiritual fragments.

　"I told you not to come, but you insisted on coming!" Nepientis blamed him. "Now you're dying and you're crying to me. How dare you! You were the one with the greatest hope of becoming a saint in your generation, yet you died on the battlefield, with a cow!"

　"What's wrong with a cow! I don't mind that you are a cow!" Cherry shouted.

　"You sniveling kitten!" Nepientis roared. "Back!"

　He put the cherry behind him and slammed the axe to the ground. The exploding lava directly pierced through another black mist flying towards him.

　Lao Niu looked around and saw that the flow of the battlefield was collapsing, the rangers' artillery fire was becoming sparser, and the armor of the Messina Guards was beginning to lose ground.

　In the distance, waves of black fog were sweeping in, and a glance showed that they far exceeded their marching and escape speeds.

　That's it for now.

　Nepientis slammed the axe to the ground, then reached out and rubbed Cherry's head, being especially careful when stroking her cat ears.

　"Okay, I won't scold you anymore! Little girl, remember not to be so confused next time!"

　"There...there won't be a next time," Cherry choked up, "But...since I'm going to die with the General..."

　She did what she had done before: she threw herself into Nepientis's arms and hugged him.

　In the past, Nepenses was always annoyed by the kitten's unusual behavior, including but not limited to pestering her all day long and telling jokes at Ranger speech meetings, although that always made the Rangers laugh.

　He felt that when things were serious, one should be serious and that being too close would not benefit anyone.

　Now? It doesn't matter.

　I'm about to die, why should I be serious?

　Nepientes squatted down, protected Cherry with his body, and held her tightly in his arms.

　"Will it hurt? A curse or something? I don't understand." Nepientis asked Cherry.

　"This...this doesn't matter..." Cherry cried.

　A little girl is a little girl. No matter how brave she pretends to be, when she is about to die, her tears and snot will flow.

　This is the meaning of a man's existence.

　""

　The black fog swept in, Nepientis protected Cherry and closed his eyes.

　He silently waited for the black fog to engulf the battlefield, but what came towards him was a breeze carrying the fragrance of dew.

　"?"

　Nepientes opened his eyes and saw that the black fog was stained with a light green light as it swept across, and then it dissipated and dispersed.

　As the glowing green wind swept across the plain, green grass and leaves grew on it, and flowers bloomed on the battlefield.

　Nepientes found that the wounds on his body no longer hurt. He looked at the scars on his wrists and found that green light was weaving through his wounds and soothing his pain.

　What's happening here?

　"General! General! Look!"

　Cherry pointed in surprise into the distance. Where her finger was pointing, the outline of the forest was emerging inch by inch.

　And above that forest, there stood giant trees at least a thousand meters high!

　It was a giant tree made of pure green light, its crown towering into the clouds, and its thousands of branches hanging down looked like an upside-down forest in the sky.

　In the green light, the black fog was disintegrated and dissipated, the Song of Death let out a miserable wail, and the body made of black fog was disintegrated, shattered, and assimilated by the green light.

　Giant trees rise from the ground, purifying the curse in the forest!

　A mountain-like black substance was sucked up from the forest, flying towards the giant trees high in the sky bit by bit, and then disintegrated halfway, fading into a green light.

　"What...is that..." Cherry stared blankly.

　The first reaction was shock.

　The second reaction is fear.

　The curse is a mysterious force that has been lurking in the Messina primeval forest for thousands of years. Even the Messina Rangers dare not rashly enter this forbidden land of life.

　But now the power of the curse was like some filtered debris, casually sifted out of the forest by the giant tree, and then turned into nothingness.

　That giant tree...what kind of terrifying power is it...

　""

　Just as Cherry was frightened, a big hand patted her shoulder.

　She turned around and saw General Nepenses's heroic smile:

　"It's a pity, there's no way I can die with the general?"

　"You...! Stop talking to me!" Cherry covered her face and slapped

　Nepientes' waist.

　All the people on the battlefield were watching this miraculous scene, some stood motionless like stone statues, while others silently shed tears.

　Only one person remained almost pathologically lucid at all times—on the hill behind the battlefield, the messenger girl adjusted her monocle and looked at the giant tree thoughtfully.

　"The Tree of Life devoured the Lost Kingdom..." she murmured softly, "Yes, isn't this what should happen?"

　Angela reached out, grabbed a piece of letter paper in the air, and quickly wrote a few lines on it.

　Then she threw the letter away, letting it turn into blue flames and fly away.

　The high-ranking dark elves looked down at the battlefield, gazing at the ruins that had been reborn after the disaster, and watching grass and seas of flowers grow on the barren wasteland.

　The land will become fertile, and the end of the forest will no longer be a forbidden area.

　This may seem like a good change for the Kingdom of Messina, but it will be a new turning point in the history of another secret war.

　This means... the elements of the end game are gradually coming together...

　Although some key fragments are still missing, at least in the foreseeable future, the situation between the Academy and the Empire will undergo a major turning point.

　So, who will win?

　Angela leaned over and picked up a violet from the ground.

　She gently sniffed the fragrance of the flowers, turned around, and left with the flowers.

　"Emperor, the wind is blowing."

　In the bedroom, Golden King Ugaon put on his robe and walked onto the terrace of the Hanging Gardens surrounded by armored guards.

　The northern skyline was flickering with a faint green light, climbing up to the clouds, forming a scene in the sky that looked like the aurora.

　"That's the spiritual power characteristic of the Tree of Life..." the Chief Spirit Shaman said tremblingly, "No... not the Tree of Life, it's different..."

　"And there's the Lost Realm," Ugaen said calmly, "the gathering of divine authority. This kind of thing hasn't been seen often in the past thousand years."

　There was a dead silence on the terrace. All the princes of the Hanging Gardens knew that the Tree of Life and the Kingdom of Confusion were the emperor's targets, things they longed to conquer.

　But now, the two life authorities have come together and are in the hands of one being.

　This is definitely bad news for the empire.

　Everyone was a little breathless for a moment, but Ugaen smiled.

　He looked at the green light flashing in the sky, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly:

　"How's the charging status of the superstring array?" Ugaen asked. "According to my calculations, it should be within a week, right?"

　"Yes. At the same time, we have calibrated the string energy matrix based on the characteristics of the White Tower. The White Tower's qualified characteristics will soon be synchronized with the entire garden, allowing us to directly enter the area at the top of the tower."

　"Very good," Ugaan nodded with satisfaction, "very good."

　The emperor hummed a melody softly, and golden quicksand emerged from the air, outlining ancient patterns in the air.

　The golden sands resonated with the green light of the horizon, and every particle among them trembled slightly, as if playing a crazy tune.

　Life...is about to gather for the first time in a thousand years...

　The light from the divine bird... combined with the divine tree from outer space... is enough to give life to everything in this world...

　And the saint who plays fate is also growing... She controls the direction... It is exactly the most important part that Cain needs.

　Add to that the truth held by Moondust, who is now rising from the cocoon of rebirth...