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

　At least, then, the children would not have to rely on the favor of some god when running under the night sky.

　The era of mankind should be created by human footprints.

　In such a world, people can see the starry sky on their own without having to rely on anything else.

　Even that Star Tower.

　Volume 3 "Tower of Stars" Completed

　Volume 3 is finished.

　Volume! Three! End!

　In the blink of an eye, the new book has reached nearly 150 words, and the progress is more than half!

　This volume of 47 words is also the final conclusion of the previous trilogy. While the foreshadowing is basically detonated, it also serves as a prelude to the subsequent light-hearted battle.

　I originally planned to finish this volume at a faster pace, but I finally found that I couldn't go through it any faster. Facts have proved that it was right to extend it a bit. At least the final completion of the character of Serena exceeded my initial expectations.

　Her original role was supposed to be simpler, without much depth to explore, and the actual effect now is a surprise to me.

　Writing is such an interesting thing, especially when the characters you write about have souls.

　Structurally, all the long-term little surprises were concluded in the two chapters "White Tower" and "Destiny". I felt super happy and had a lot of fun writing it.

　This is what I love to write!

　Looking back, these past few months have indeed been quite busy, with graduation project... thesis... defense... graduation materials... spot checks... a lot of things going on over and over again, and the anxiety of graduation season has not dissipated yet.

　My heart is indeed tired, so many times I even feel that writing has become a burden. After all, it is too difficult to concentrate after being tired all day.

　I'm super lazy, a master in the field of lazy people. I feel like I can't write 4,000 words a day and it will break down if I continue like this. I feel like I'm really rewarded for my hard work after 6,000 words...

　Under such debuff, I am very satisfied with the completion of Volume 3.

　This feeling of being able to effortlessly manipulate the storyline is exactly what I hope to control. I have to say, I have to applaud my own talent and hard work!

　Ahem...Okay, I won't be so self-conscious anymore.

　Well, the Little Evil God also reached that point when he finished the Little White Flower ending within a span of 1.5 million words...referring to confirming the relationship.

　The love story of the first three parts ended relatively satisfactorily, and the next three parts will finally be able to explore the growth of the romantic relationship!

　Plot-wise, the ending of Volume 3 hints at Volume 4 taking place in the Yanxia Islands, connecting to the storylines of the Ice Dragon family and the Dragon Lord. Since the Citadel is currently in a state of disrepair, I'll be skipping a bit after Volume 3, perhaps less than six months, to around July.

　It's summer!

　This half year will allow the world, which was devastated after the major events, to settle down briefly and approach a relatively stable state, and then continue to develop the story line.

　Due to time constraints (I'm currently overwhelmed by the whirlwind of graduation season), the outline and detailed outline of Volume 4 will take some time to perfect, so before Volume 4 begins, I will first update a parallel extra, filling in some stories that are parallel to the timeline of Volume 3.

　Yes, it is about the disappearance of the white angel Rose Frozen at the end of Volume 3, and

　The scar that goes straight into the earth's crust in the town of Kasina!

　The protagonist is Perlis!

　The article won't be very long, but it will resolve some holes in the timeline, including the origin of Aurora... and by the way, it will lay a big hole for the follow-up.

　Therefore, under the structure of six volumes, this extra chapter belongs to the "connecting the previous and the next" hexagram.

　Oh yes, this book must have six volumes, which means there will be three more volumes to follow.

　In fact, this is one volume more than planned, because I found that there was a plot in the outline that was difficult to coordinate the rhythm if it was condensed into one volume, so I took it out separately and split it into a volume.

　Actually, with subscriptions constantly declining, it takes a certain amount of courage for me to write an extra volume. After all, if subscriptions drop off at a late stage, I'll basically have to go back to the stage of generating electricity for love.

　So selfishly, I still hope that everyone will follow and subscribe more... If you like it but want to stock up on books, please subscribe occasionally. The worse the data is, the longer you have to wait for recommendations, and the longer you wait for recommendations, the faster you will die.

　Of course, these are all additional requests, based on the premise that you have the extra ability and energy to support them, and are not necessary.

　The process of creating Volume Three was actually a mixture of joy and sorrow. On the one hand, I knew that this volume was the grand conclusion of the trilogy, so I was thinking about treating it with caution. On the other hand, I was exhausted by all the trivial matters in reality.

　I went on business trips twice a month, and defended my thesis... set up the exhibition... all of which cost a lot of money and time (especially since my graduation project was unfortunately selected into the boutique area, which took a lot of extra time to set up).

　But the moment I finished writing Volume 3, I really felt joy from head to toe.

　This creative experience is such a great one.

　So I will continue to work hard on my creation and give the last trilogy an equally grand and magnificent ending. This will still require a lot of effort and energy, but I think it is worth it.

　Okay, I won’t nag anymore.

　Let me repeat what I have been saying to you all since I finished writing Little White Flower Scroll three years ago:

　Thank you for reading my book.

　I hope your trip is worthwhile!

　See you in Volume 4, "The Gate of Skeletons".

　Extra) Sisters TheSisters-4k- (double update in one)

　"The stars are alive."

　"They sleep beneath the earth's crust, and when they are ripe, they break out of the ground and cry out towards the stars."

　"On the day of awakening, they sang songs belonging to the stars."

　"At that time, civilization will be destroyed."

　Somewhere in the Cantilever of the Faun - Box Garden

　"boom----"

　A distorted world, a breeding ground for life.

　The earth was destroyed by the roots that broke through the ground, and billions of spores filled the air, dyeing the entire surface a light green.

　High-rise buildings were torn apart and collapsed among the diffuse roots, living organisms turned into twisted plant bodies, and billions of minions formed the teeth of this green disaster, biting the throat of civilization fiercely.

　People were running and screaming on the streets, but when the wave of spores rolled over, their bodies were instantly sucked dry, and new buds and green leaves broke out on their surfaces. Their shriveled bodies twisted and turned and assimilated with the growing giant trees.

　The moment a star matures, civilization is destroyed.

　All this happens in a split second, and even stars cannot catch up with the speed at which another star dies.

　No, it shouldn't be said to be dead.

　The stars come alive——

　"boom----"

　Among the stars, a meteor dragging white flames cuts through the clear boundary.

　A feather-shaped spacecraft hangs in low Earth orbit, overlooking the waking stars.

　In front of the huge screen of the bridge, Perlis Havrgard slowly walked to the edge and watched giant trees grow on the planet's plates and roll all the way to the sky.

　Even from orbit, you can see the spreading roots of the giant tree, and the sea of ​​clouds swirling around the giant tree like a huge storm.

　When the resurrected stars tear apart the plates, civilization is like the mold attached to them, and in an instant it turns into nutrients for the roots.

　Insignificant nutrients.

　Civilization is such a fragile existence that it is meaningless on the scale of the universe.

　"too late."

　Perlis shook her head slightly and muttered to herself.

　She turned around and snapped her fingers, and the floor hatch slowly opened, unfolding into a circular hatch.

　Outside the cabin is the boundless sea of ​​stars and the dead civilization.

　Inside the cabin, the girl's eyes were briefly tinged with sadness.

　She stretched out her hand and a small cluster of pure white flame rose from her palm, which she gently held in her hand.

　Perlis brought her fist to her mouth, kissed the warm flame, and whispered:

　"Rest in peace, soul."

　Then the girl threw the ball of fire out of the hatch.

　The white flame cut through the starry sky and fell towards the cracked plate under the pull of the planet's gravity, emitting brilliant white light when it rubbed against the air.

　It passed through the brewing storm in the atmosphere like a meteor, tearing a clear track among the spore clouds, and then fell straight into the bottom plate.

　The stars began to tremble in fear, and the roots of the giant trees desperately drilled into the starry sky, as if trying to break free from the constraints of gravity.

　Looking at the ugly root system, Perlis stretched out her hand, fingers spread out—

　"Om-"

　A white light flickered, and something began to burn deep within the earth's crust.

　Perlis turned her palm towards herself, and her five fingers closed together one by one.

　At the same time, pure white flames gushed out from deep within the earth's crust, instantly engulfing the

　The empty shell plates are swallowing it up and collapsing towards the core little by little.

　White flames burned up the top of the giant tree. The tree, which had expanded to the size of an Earth-like planet, wailed as it was torn apart by the white flames. It continued to grow towards the stars, like a desperate drowning person reaching out to the sea.

　But it could not escape the speed of the spread of the white flames.

　"Om——"

　By the time Perlis put her five fingers together, the pure white flames had completely enveloped the planet and the giant tree.

　The outline of the giant tree became increasingly blurred amidst the burning white flames, its thin branches shattered, and its thick body was constantly disintegrating.

　Perlis gently pulled her fist downwards, and in an instant, everything wrapped in the white flames shrank towards the core at a speed visible to the naked eye, collapsing into a faint flash of light.

　A planet was destroyed.

　A new ancient god fell.

　""

　The stars are alive.

　They sleep in eternity, existing in the form of concepts and memes.

　They will eventually awaken; expansion is their instinct, the vocation of the unspeakable.

　Civilization is the small flowers and grasses among the roots of giant trees.

　Their nutrients are insignificant to the giant trees, and being devoured is still their inevitable fate.

　""

　Perlis pulled out a butterfly knife from her sleeve and swung it casually, cutting open the red crack.

　She shuttled through the rifts and soon arrived in front of the collapsed star seed.

　The dust in the universe surrounded the star seed. They were pulled into rotation by gravity and dyed green by the light of the star seed, like a sea of ​​fireflies.

　The girl reached out her hand, held the small green light in her hand, and stared at it with eyes that contained the boundless sea of ​​stars.

　In this torrent of light and darkness, this seed will eventually take root and sprout again, growing into another giant tree.

　The dust of the universe will gather under its pull, and after millions of years it will become a planet again, its eggshell.

　Then, history repeated itself.

　""

　White flames ignited at Perlis's fingertips, ready to destroy the tiny star seed.

　But at this moment, her eyes were instantly flushed.

　""

　The girl turned her head slightly, her eyes tracing the outline of the White Flame Constellation, and looked at the starry sky, making countless gazes retreat.

　But she was still convinced that she had just been pulled by gravity.

　Even if it's short-lived.

　""

　The girl turned her gaze back to the seed in her palm, watching the dancing light patterns on its surface.

　"You long for life," Perlis whispered, "but life brings disaster."

　After just a brief wait, a new idea popped into Perlis's mind.