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

　Alice fully understood Dawn's feelings. When Dawn disappeared, she also fell into self-blame, thinking that it was her negligence that led to his disappearance.

　For the younger generation, the older generation always places hope and care on them.

　"Then help them get revenge." Vivian whispered.

　"...There might indeed be such an opportunity. If Isabella is still in Maple Leaf Palace, perhaps we can eliminate her before she passes through the Saint's Gate."

　"This time, I will kill her completely." Vivian moved her joints.

　While everyone was talking, Alia suddenly opened her eyes:

　"The signal from Miss Saint has arrived."

　She brought the phonograph stone to her lips, kissed it, and then crushed it—

　"jingle--"

　Broken whispers emerged from the flowing blue light. Alia's ears grew longer and pointed little by little, and her pupils were stained with a faint blue halo.

　She began to speak in obscure words, weaving the whispers together, which eventually transformed into a pale blue symbol in the air that no one could understand.

　This is a mantra from a high-level dark elf, with a strong "definition" ability.

　It can send Alice and her

　A person's location is directly "defined" to where they wish to go, a process that bypasses methods such as "spiritual walking" and "shadow walking," thus eliminating the possibility of detection.

　"Senior Dawn, please hold this symbol and use your mind to picture the location of the door you know." Alia said quietly.

　Dawn nodded, then reached out and grabbed the pale blue symbol.

　He quickly sketched the basement of Maple Leaf Palace in his mind, recalling its details bit by bit.

　At this moment, a sound like breaking glass echoed in everyone's ears. With the platform as the center, the dark prayer room was gradually disappearing, and the basement in Dawn's mind gradually emerged.

　Seeing this, Alia raised her hand, grabbed a ball of darkness from thin air, and brought it to her mouth:

　"broken."

　"Snapped."

　The surrounding scene shattered, and Alice and her group came to the basement of Maple Leaf Palace.

　This seems to be an interrogation room, with a chair in the middle and various strange occult instruments around it.

　At this moment, several Living Gold Guards were standing in the interrogation room. They stared blankly at the group of people who suddenly appeared in the room and did not react for a while.

　""

　Ellie attacked without hesitation. She ripped off the cross pendant from her neck and swung it. The golden cross-shaped giant sword swung out, trailing streaks of starlight.

　"boom!"

　The Sword of Dawn instantly tore open the bodies of the two Living Golden Guards, and golden blood spurted out.

　"That pendant is actually a sword..." Alia stared blankly at Alice as she swung the giant sword.

　"A convenient way to carry them." Alice lowered her head to examine the Living Gold Guards. "There's something wrong with these Living Gold Guards. The gold on them seems... unstable."

　"Perhaps Isabella has gone mad," Dawn whispered. "Up there is her bedroom. Through that room, we can reach the Saint's Gate."

　"That's perfect. Let's see if we can kill her while we're at it." Vivian smiled.

　The group walked up the stairs. At the end was a secret door. Vivian rushed up and kicked it, then rushed into Isabella's bedroom with a silver sword in hand.

　——No one.

　There was no one in Isabella's bedroom, and everything was in a mess, as if someone had just left and the servants had not had time to tidy up.

　"She's gone. She must be going to the Hanging Gardens," Vivian muttered. "Well, it doesn't make any difference. She can't escape anyway..."

　Just then, a rustling sound came from above.

　Alice suddenly looked up and saw that the entire ceiling was oozing with sticky living gold liquid, gradually outlining half a body in mid-air... a face...

　...is Congressman Martin.

　"Isabella!!" Martin roared hoarsely, "Isabella!! Where are you!! I...I want it!"

　Before he had a chance to articulate what he wanted, arcs of icy blue and gold slashed through the air, severing his head into pieces.

　Alice and Vivian took up their positions together, facing the living gold that kept falling from the roof.

　"It seems...it's not that simple..."

Chapter 358 White Tower (Part 4) -4k- (Two updates in one)

　The dripping living gold gathered on the floor and once again transformed into the twisted body of Senator Martin.

　The more liquid dripped from the ceiling, the more his body swelled, like a erupting volcano.

　"Isabella!!" Senator Martin screamed.

　"Shut up."

　Vivian's hand brushed against the silver sword, creating an icy blue flame on it, and then she hurled it towards Councillor Martin—

　"boom--"

　The long sword directly pierced through Senator Martin's head, and ice-blue flames burned on his body.

　"Ahhhhh!!"

　Martin screamed like a slaughtered cow, with golden blood spurting out.

　Seeing this, Alice raised the Sword of Dawn and murmured softly:

　"Make amends for your twisted love."

　She shook the bell in her hand, and the fire strings vibrated, coating the edge of the Sword of Dawn with a layer of burning flames.

　Dawn raised her wand, and a burst of purple gravity lifted Alice's body up. She swung the burning starlight giant sword directly at Martin's head.

　"Pfft-"

　Martin's head fell and hit the ground, as if it was going to turn into liquid and reassemble.

　Seeing this, Alia uttered obscure words:

　"Stagnation."

　The chaotic light and shadow instantly enveloped Martin's head, freezing him there and unable to move.

　"Drain the spirituality from the living golden body." Dawn said.

　"learn."

　Alice immediately thrust the Sword of Dawn into the mass of living gold. As the starlight rippled, the sheen on the surface of the living gold was assimilated into the starlight and immediately poured into the interior of the Sword of Dawn.

　The living gold quickly shrank and dried up. Its surface was no longer smooth, nor did it flow like liquid. Instead, it slowly condensed into a solid filled with holes.

　After waiting for all the spiritual energy in her body to be absorbed, Alia exhaled and released the mantra.

　Councilman Martin's head suddenly widened and his pupils rolled up inch by inch as he stared blankly at his own exhausted body.

　With a "pop" sound, his crown cracked and revealed a crystalline golden gem.

　Dawn picked up the gem and looked at it.

　For a moment, he whispered:

　"This is a spiritual power core, the body of this living gold machine."

　"You mean... that wasn't actually Senator Martin?" Vivian asked.

　"Yes, but no," Dawn shook his head. "Senator Martin's soul was infused into it. That soul certainly has some of the original memories and personality traits, but Living Gold doesn't have enough spirituality to fully accommodate a soul, so the person who reappeared is ultimately just a machine."

　He seemed to become a little sad again:

　"This is a despicable act... Using the soul and appearance of a dead person, but ultimately it's just a machine..."

　"And Isabella?" asked Alice. "Doesn't she..."

　"Her body is different. That golden body can accommodate extremely high spiritual power. After being infused with extraordinary materials, it can completely accommodate an entire soul."

　"Isabella is still Isabella. She hasn't changed at all."

　"That's a good thing. At least she can see us taking revenge."

　Dawn took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

　He played with the spiritual power core for a while and said:

　"This core should contain the spiritual power signature of the Living Gold Army. With this, we shouldn't be discovered immediately after passing through the door."

　"That really allowed this old guy to play his final role." Vivian muttered.

　She kicked Councillor Martin's head away, frowning slightly:

　"I don't like you, get out of here."

　"Vivian, he's dead." Alice rubbed Vivian's shoulder.

　"These bad guys have separated me from you for so long, I will never forgive them." Vivian said, sticking out her tongue at Councilman Martin's head.

　Alia, who was standing by, didn't dare to interrupt. After everyone finished speaking, she whispered:

　"We have to go. There are other people in Maple Leaf Palace who may come over at any time."

　"Let's go, I'll lead the way." Dawn nodded.

　The group walked through Isabella's bedroom and came to a wall covered with picture frames.

　The pictures in the frames on the wall mostly depict the successive patriarchs of the Disap family. Most of them have dignified faces and are dressed in luxurious clothes, giving off an aura of majesty without even being angry.

　Dawn's eyes scanned the wall and soon found the framed painting of Isabella Ducep.

　He stretched out his hand and gently turned the picture frame, and a secret door suddenly appeared on the wall.

　"Does this guy really think of Maple Leaf Palace as his own...underground base?" Looking at the dark tunnel, Vivian stuck out her tongue.

　"Come on, let's go in."

　Alice, holding the Sword of Dawn in one hand and the lit wand in the other, entered the tunnel first.

　After walking for a distance in the tunnel, they heard the rustling whispers again.

　This time, the whispers didn't come from living golden soldiers, but from living people.

　"...Miss Isabella has already crossed over. When do we disband?"

　"Until she comes back..."

　There were two men talking. Alice turned on her clairvoyance and saw that there were at least four or five guards ahead.

　"It's the Imperials." Vivian recognized the accent.

　Even the gatekeepers were imperial soldiers, which meant that apart from those golden guards, Isabella was almost sidelined.

　It's ridiculous to think about it. Originally, most of the academy was under the direct or indirect control of the Decep family, but Isabella sold out the academy for her own ambitions. Now even the people guarding her gate are imperial people.

　Alice and her group didn't rush to move on, but listened.

　"...No, she won't come back through this door. The barrier will soon be completely sealed, leaving no entrance from the inside to the outside."

　"Is that so? Then...what about us?"

　"We'll go in right away and put on our robes. The entire Hanging Gardens will become an altar..."

　Put on the robe... the altar...

　Alice and Vivian looked at each other: This is an opportunity to sneak in!

　"Kill them quickly," Alice whispered, "and take their robes..."

　"No, let me do it."

　It was Alia's voice.

　She walked straight past the two seniors, clutching a dark string as she went.

　Dark string.

　From the Saint, she learned to manipulate this extremely secret string and found that she was extremely compatible with it.

　Perhaps, there really is some ancient power flowing in her blood.

　"Buzz-"