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

　However, Xing Mo could only resonate with the Strings of Fate for a short period of time. With the release of Lachesis's Nocturne, her resonance came to an end!

　The Golden King calculated...

　""

　The resonance of the strings of fate disappeared, and the golden starlight in Xingmo's pupils dissipated.

　She dodged Shelley's icy blue flames and clutched her chest.

　Of course...even if I was tricked...it's nothing...

　Because Xingmo's purpose of using all his strength to attack Ugaen was to find time to deal with Shelley.

　Xing Mo turned her wrist and found that she had grasped a phonograph stone.

　This was one of the gifts given to Xingmo by the messenger Miss Angela to execute a traitor.

　And this traitor is obviously Shelley in front of him.

　""

　Seeing the strange gravity around Xingmo disappear, Shelley smiled and held a letter, and ice-blue flames gradually appeared in his pupils.

　And the next second, the icy blue was suddenly stained with a faint red—

　——A stone was thrown by Xingmo and flew straight towards Shelley.

　The next second, Shelley and Xingmo shouted out a true word at the same time:

　"broken!"

　"Pfft————"

　The phonograph stone shattered, and red light patterns spread out, quickly forming complex runes in the air.

　The runes resonated with the strings, and as the strings intertwined, an obscure word gradually emerged:

　"die."

　"Om——"

　Shelley's eyes widened, she grabbed her throat and tried to speak, but found that her throat was withered.

　"Ah...ah..."

　The dark elf trembled in despair. At this moment, she realized the source of the phonograph stone. The homeland she had abandoned finally brought the blade of reckoning.

　Shelley's skin was drying up. As a messenger, she had sworn in front of Emerald Seventeen that she could control everything with mantras, but there were only some mantras they could not violate.

　That is "death".

　Shelley fell to her knees, her vision becoming increasingly dimmer, and the extraordinary essence in her body continued to flow out, dispersing in the air and turning into a light blue sea of ​​light.

　The sea of ​​light was broken by a shadow, and then came a clean and sharp knife -

　"Pfft."

　Xingmo swung the Spine of Saint Orros, and the sun-like metal slashed across the dark elf's throat, severing her pain.

　Shelley fell to the ground, smoke rising from his withered body, and supernatural essence surged into the air, forming a shadow in the dome of the White Tower.

　It turns into nothingness.

　"two..."

　Xingmo turned the Spine of Saint Oros, turned his head, and went to look for the Emperor of Sand.

　However, she did not see Ugaon.

　A burst of heat suddenly came from above his head. Xingmo looked up and saw a golden circle outlined behind Ugaen. His yellow robe was torn by the flames, and golden quicksand was rolled out.

　"You can also use the power of the Fire Spirit, Saint," Ugaen's voice became much louder, "Then let me see—"

　Flames fell from the sky like a meteor shower, and strings of fire roared in the air.

　Seeing this, Xingmo immediately drew a sun with his magic wand, and then grabbed the fire string -

　"Buzz buzz----"

　Golden flames emerged from nowhere and merged with Ugaen's flames, growing larger and larger.

　Xing Mo could feel that the fire string in her hand was desperately trying to escape from her control. There was no doubt that Wu Gaen had a stronger control over the fire string!

　This was not the worst. Amidst the golden flames, Xing Mo saw golden quicksand spreading—

　——Fuzzy golden sand figures appeared beside Ugaen. They were the twisted followers created by the Song of Sand!

　Those followers, whose vague human figures could only be discerned, flew over the fireball and roared towards Xingmo, with the sharp blades in their hands burning with sparks.

　Seeing this, Xingmo decisively released the fire string, switched to golden light, and stabbed the magic wand into the ground -

　"boom"

　The flames instantly engulfed the star foam and the sand followers that rushed into the fireball.

　Ugaen swung his scepter, ready to rain fire again, but heard a gust of wind behind him.

　"call--"

　He turned around and used his scepter to block the sharp blade of a Sand Follower.

　Behind the Sand Follower, dozens of Sand Followers emerged from the fire, roaring and slashing at Ugaen with their sharp blades.

　""

　Ugaen's gaze focused, and he saw black threads extending in all directions from the bodies of those sand followers - they were controlled by dark strings.

　In response, the emperor hummed a melody, the golden sand dissipated, and the puppets instantly exploded into clouds of dust.

　A ray of black light split the sand and dust, and the emperor grabbed a dagger condensed from golden sand and blocked it, colliding with the hidden blade made of the god's rib.

　"clang--"

　He felt his body stiffen slightly, and when he looked up, he saw Xingmo twisting his wrist and thrusting the Spine of Saint Auros at him.

　"How can the brilliance of the false sun compare to the scorching heat of the sun..."

　Ugaan raised his hand and caught the sun-like metal of the Spine of Saint Auros with his flesh and blood.

　"Zizzizi!"

　The flesh and blood sizzled and smoked, while Ugaen closed his eyes and let out a low "Ah..."

　"This reminds me of the days of trekking on the sea of ​​sand," he said, his golden eyes staring directly at Xingmo. "The power of the sun was taken away... by the goddess... by Saint Orlos... by you..."

　Xing Mo saw a burst of golden light burst out from his pupils, and inspired by this, she quickly leaped back, but she still felt a burst of scorching heat coming at her.

　"cough...!"

　She stabbed the Spine of Saint Auros into the dimension in mid-air, stopping herself.

　Looking up, I saw golden sand continuously flowing out of Ugaen's body. The golden quicksand outlined an illusory shawl and twisted out a golden crown on his head.

　That crown was not the old one he had snatched from King Garo, but a brand new one with feather-like edges, symbolizing the people of gold.

　The Golden King detonated the madness in his body!

　He carries the power, so detonating madness will only be more dangerous for him! His power will increase, but the danger he faces will also increase dozens of times!

　But there was still a glimmer of rationality in the emperor's eyes. He looked at Xingmo, which made Xingmo feel a little creepy.

　What kind of determination and willpower... could allow him to remain sane in the face of such a level of madness...?

　Xingmo had no time to think. As Ugaen waved his scepter, hundreds of fine golden quicksands condensed into sharp edges and pierced towards Xingmo!

　Each edge is adorned with the melody of the Song of Sand—the song of despair from the depths of the Erulu Desert that has echoed on the sand dunes for millennia, telling of the suffering and bloodbath of the Golden People!

　They are like the wind and sand in the Erulu Desert, with the power to take lives!

　""

　Oh no... Xingmo looked at the countless quicksands and subconsciously pinched his chest.

　I just resonated with the chords of fate, and I won't be able to do it again in a short time, let alone use the spear of Ivramis...

　Then, it will only trigger madness.

　But before Xing Mo could do so, an ice-blue light came from below——

　"boom----"

　The ice flame rolled up the sharp edge of the sand, the cold flame tore open the space, and a door bloomed in the air!

　Golden light shone from the door. Alice walked out, holding the Sword of Dawn, her eyes reflecting the sandstorm before her.

　"Sword of the Goddess, protect the White Tower!"

　Alice shouted and swung the Sword of Dawn. A golden arc of light tore through the sky, and when it collided with the sandstorm, it burst into dazzling golden light!

　In the environment of the White Tower, the power of the Sword of Dawn seems to have been increased unprecedentedly!

　Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xingmo and Alice landed together and got a brief moment to catch their breath.

　She saw several figures rushing into the White Tower: Vivian, Dawn, and Alia, the three holding weapons, looking at the Golden King in the sky.

　, get ready.

　The Hanging Garden was successfully breached? Xing Mo felt a huge weight lifted off his chest. He took a deep breath and raised his sword alongside Senior Alice.

　This means...the counterattack of the Academy has officially begun!

Chapter 363 White Tower (Part 9) -4k- (Two updates in one)

　White Tower Outer Ring Area - Academic City Academi

　"Da da da da——"

　A steam engine gun was dropped into the center of the street at some point, and the dense rain of bullets lifted the bricks and tiles of the street.

　The rain curtain was dyed with firelight and bright red, wave after wave.

　""

　In the sky, dragons and pseudo-dragons were fighting, and storms of golden sand and raging fire were rolling across the sky, occasionally staining the night sky with a ball of fire.

　The giants began to have difficulty advancing under the suppression of machine guns. The alchemical bullets could tear their skin, and the huge kinetic energy generated by the steam boost penetrated them. The corpses of the giants fell to the side of the road, crushing the houses.

　""

　At the corner of the alley, Chloe squatted down and gently closed the eyes of a guerrilla fighter.

　Looking at the half-torn body, Chloe gritted her teeth and held back her anger.

　She stuck her head out and looked at the tongues of fire that were shooting out repeatedly in the rain, roughly confirming their location.

　"Ready," she whispered, "go."

　As soon as she finished speaking, she drew her swift sword and rushed out of the alley, her blade cutting through the wind.

　Four or five figures rushed out from rooftops, sewers, and street corners. The Kite Wing Guerrillas appeared from different directions and rushed towards the same artillery position.

　Chloe dodged the flames of the steam cannon in the rain. From time to time, she fired behind her to speed up, using the strong wind to propel her pace.

　Soon, she arrived in front of the steam turret and thrust her swift sword into the ground.

　"boom--"

　A gust of wind blew up from the ground, throwing the entire artillery platform into the sky. At this moment, the guerrillas on the roof jumped down and threw a bundle of alchemical explosives on the driver's seat of the machine gun -

　"Ding--"

　The explosion of the explosives made a chaotic sound, and unstable flames and strong winds gushed out, instantly blowing the artillery position into metal fragments.

　"Miss Chloe! We can't fight anymore!" a guerrilla shouted in the rain. "There are too many wounded!"

　"Then retreat flexibly, leaving the pressure to the giants and fire dragons, and then take the lead when they can no longer hold on," Chloe ordered. "Distribute forces flexibly! Move, move!"

　She blew a whistle, and the guerrillas disappeared into the rain again.

　There was an explosion in the distance, and another building collapsed, its huge outline falling to the ground.

　Chloe walked into an alley, squatted down, and took a deep breath.

　According to the current situation...the strength of the coalition forces will only get smaller and smaller...

　We can't retreat... Chloe thought, and drew out the Swift Sword again.

　Not to mention that defeating the Imperials is also a good opportunity for Falu to turn things around. Even for the sake of Miss Jiedeti's friendship, Chloe is not going to have any idea of ​​retreating.