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

　Finally, the components of the Shepherd's String are about to be gathered.

　The emperor snapped his fingers, and the golden quicksand dissipated into nothingness.

　He knew that from now on, the war of the Empire's invasion of the Academy City had just begun.

　The Citadel is but a shell, and what really matters...

　...is the White Tower.

　On the crown of the giant tree, Xingmo opened her eyes, and was greeted by a sweet scent like a spring breeze.

　She saw Aurora hanging in the air just above the treetops, grasping the emerald light in one hand and the surging darkness in the other.

　Success...

　Xingmo let out a breath, found a convenient place to sit nearby, sat down and took a few breaths.

　After a while, Aurora opened her eyes and slowly descended from the sky.

　She gathered the two balls of light and shadow in her hands, walked in front of Xingmo, and then jumped—

　"Ouch."

　Aurora sat down on Xingmo's lap and stretched out her arms.

　“I’m so tired…”

　"I'm tired too, why are you sitting on me..." Xing Mo smiled and rubbed Aurora's head.

　"Phew, it's all settled for now," Aurora purred comfortably. "I just need to rest for a couple of days, get some sleep, and digest all this weird power..."

　She stretched out her hand and lightly touched the air, and a dark shadow emerged from the ground, forming a human shape like backflowing water.

　A black monster stood before him. It was roughly human-shaped, but its body had branch-like root patterns, and on its stake-like head was an eye that emitted green light.

　"Wow." Xingmo stuck out her tongue.

　It's so weird, it doesn't look like a good thing.

　"This is a phantom created by the Lost Realm through memories from the Netherworld. It's considered a low-level divine favor," Aurora explained.

　You can do whatever you want. There are many different material libraries in the world's memory that can be combined. We can even combine a creature with three heads and six arms, or one with seven or eight legs. Hmm... We can even assemble a giant ship. I think this is quite fun..."

　"The followers of the Invisible Mist are called the Song of Death, right? Then let's call them the Song of Life!"

　"We made a living!"

　If you don't know how to name something, you don't have to...

　Xing Mo sighed and spread out his hands helplessly:

　"I think you should stop wasting your spiritual energy. You've merged two powers at once. You should take a good rest."

　Xing Mo remembered the feeling after he was promoted to demigod: his spirit body was torn apart and recast, and his mental state was extremely exhausted.

　Overusing spiritual power in that situation would actually burn one's own life.

　Aurora's original control over the Tree of Life became incomplete after the October Rain, and it has only recently gradually recovered, and then she swallowed up a new authority.

　Xingmo couldn't imagine what it would feel like to face such intensity.

　As if responding to Xingmo's concerns, Aurora raised her head and blinked, looking as bright and charming as a kitten.

　"We are different from you mortals. Hafgard is naturally very tolerant of authority, so it won't be that uncomfortable."

　She gently pinched Xingmo's cheek and smiled brightly:

　"Thank you, little saint."

　"no need thank me?"

　"Thank you for helping me seal my fate?" Aurora tilted her head. "Actually, when I was absorbing the power, I felt particularly unsure. I felt like it might slip away at any moment..."

　"But for some reason, it just went so smoothly... I didn't even experience any mental cracks... nor did I feel any pressure..."

　"He swallowed up the power so smoothly, without any accidents. This was actually what we didn't expect..."

　Is that so...

　""

　Xingmo raised his head and looked at the sky half-hidden between the crowns of the giant trees. As the dark clouds dispersed, fragmented sunlight was scattered in Xingmo's eyes.

　Did I do that?

　Or... someone had already planned the direction of all this and made it happen?

　Even the Golden Sun...the original sun god...could not escape the whirlwind of fate...

　What about Aurora?

　She swallowed the power of the invisible mist so smoothly...

　Is it really because of Xingmo’s interference?

　Xingmo closed her eyes and soothed her unstable spirit.

　Now, with the Spear of Ivramis in hand, the Lost Kingdom has also been taken in by Aurora...

　This also means that the things in the city...

　It's time to make a break.

　...END...

Chapter 350 The Saint Protocol

　Holy Tree Church - Academic City Academi

　Inside the dark string magic array room, Dawn's chest rose and fell more frequently.

　Beads of sweat formed on his cheeks, sliding down his skin and dripping onto the stone floor.

　"Buzzing..."

　As the string magic array vibrated slightly, something in Dawn's body seemed to be shattered.

　"what!"

　He suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, and stared blankly at the faint green light that filled the surroundings.

　"How is he?"

　Professor Ling walked quickly into the Holy Tree Church and headed towards the medical room under the guidance of Holy Sister Liliz.

　"It's in very good condition, just a little weak, and the spirit body doesn't even have much damage." Li Liz said calmly.

　"Very good." Ling's voice was low.

　Dawn, the bell keeper, had one last mission before the fall of the Citadel, which was to accept Alice's commission and investigate information about the "Flozen Family".

　However, he disappeared during that operation and has not been heard from since.

　The next time I saw him was in Isabella's Living Gold Army, fighting side by side with Mo Ran and Zhuang Die who were resurrected by the Living Gold.

　He stabbed Isabella in the back, but fell into a coma as a result.

　As an important intelligence holder, Dawn's recovery has always been the work of the academic school. Professor Ling pays attention to his condition almost all the time, waiting for him to recover.

　Finally, she waited for this day.

　The two walked through the corridor, opened the door of the medical room, and walked in.

　Ling saw the recovered young man at a glance - he was sitting on the hospital bed, eating the porridge brought by Alice and talking freely.

　"Yes, I saw the power of that angel..."

　When he heard the door open, his voice stopped abruptly and he turned to look at Professor Ling:

　"Professor Ling?"

　"How is your physical condition?" Ling walked to Dawn's bed and glanced at his spirit.

　Indeed, just as Lilitz said, Dawn's spirit was in very good condition, and there weren't many traces of illness left.

　This is actually... quite strange...

　Would Isabella really keep a target so easily out of her control close to her?

　""

　So, Professor Ling pulled a chair and sat down, looking like he wanted to ask a lot of questions.

　Seeing this, Alice waved her hand:

　"Professor Ling, should we let him recover first? After all..."

　"It's okay, I'll cooperate," Dawn waved his hand, "I have a lot to say, for example, we just talked about angels.

　... "

　He cleared his throat and looked directly at Professor Ling:

　"Then ask."

　Professor Ling nodded, expressing his satisfaction with Dawn's understanding.

　She thought for a moment, then asked her first question:

　"Can you recount your experience after you went to investigate the Frozen family?"

　"of course can."

　Dawn considered it for a moment, then began to narrate:

　"According to the information provided by Senior Alice, I investigated all areas within the Citadel that might have been used as bases by the assassin, from the ground to the sky, without exception."

　"Finally, we captured similar spiritual power characteristics again on a rainy night and immediately went to encircle and suppress them."

　"Turns out...it was a trap."

　When he said this, Dawn pursed his lips slightly, seeming a little sad:

　"That angel... I didn't expect she was the tailor from Alice's family. She was holding a pair of scissors and watching us from the end of the alley."

　"We attacked almost simultaneously—one bell guardian and five priests sent by the church. I requested the White Tower's support in advance. Logically, the angels within the White Tower's range would be suppressed, so our chances of victory were good."

　"In the end, the battle was over as soon as I struck the first string."

　"Those priests who were standing in front of me lost their heads in an instant. They fell to the ground with a clatter, and the ground in the alley was stained red with blood."

　"My staff had disappeared at some point, and the scissors were pressed against my throat, slightly piercing the skin."

　"The support you expect will not come," Rose Frozen said at the time. "Sorry, this is a trap."

　"Yes, she didn't even hide it from me and told me it was a trap."

　"It was only then that I realized... Isabella had betrayed us... The Decep family had intercepted our request for support, and the White Tower did not assist us..."

　Dawn sighed and rubbed his wrist:

　"I thought I was finished, but Rose Frozen didn't kill me. She called herself the White Angel and told me she had her own difficulties... Ah, why should I care?"

　"She knocked me unconscious. When I regained consciousness, I found myself sitting in an interrogation chair. I had already revealed everything about the Bell Guardians' city security arrangements."

　Dawn's voice was somewhat painful when he said this. Obviously, after knowing the fall of the Academy, he blamed himself for this part.

　Professor Ling cleared his throat and said impartially:

　"In fact, I don't think the fall of the Citadel had anything to do with you, Dawn."

　"why?"

　"Because the Golden King didn't care about our city's security arrangements at all," Professor Ling sighed, "He directly destroyed our heart."

　Alice nodded silently, her emotions swirling inside her.

　Yes, under the arrangement of Golden King Ugaon, the fall of the Academy was simply a one-sided crushing battle.

　If it weren't for Xiaomo and that little evil god, the String of Truth would have been unleashed that very night, and the White Tower might have fallen completely.

　But...even if they organized the opening of the String of Truth at that time, the White Tower would not be able to hold on for much longer now.

　Just today, Alice received information about the Sky Garden: the superstring array engraved on the bottom of the garden structure was charging, which meant that the Imperials would take action soon.

　Dawn might be the key to breaking the situation... Alice thought so and motioned Dawn to continue.

　Dawn calmed down and then continued: