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

　As Perses Xia's reputation grew, he encountered fewer and fewer cold faces, replaced by "friends" who tried to get close to him.

　But not all friends have good intentions.

　""

　As the ice flame flickered, Vivian saw a dark house.

　These memories belong to those who were devoured by the ice flame. Perses took away their memories and hid them deep in the ice flame.

　After Vivian was burned by his icy flames, these echoes echoed in her ears.

　She saw three men sitting upright at the table. They were wearing black robes, and the dim candles on the table illuminated their faces.

　"The descendant of the Ice Dragon family is trying to return to the stage..." Lin Yu's voice was very low. "The Black Dragon will not allow this to happen."

　"I dislike him, too," Linkmu puffed out smoke. "I think dragons are unreliable. That's the consensus among everyone, right?"

　"Unreliable?" Lin Yu scoffed. "More than unreliable... they're harmful... Ice dragons are historical sinners, the descendants of ambition! Today, you give them a smile and let them fight for so-called equal status, but tomorrow, you'll have to be prepared to pay tribute to them! Dragons are creatures like that. Do you really think you can coexist peacefully with them? They're born with the ambition to rule over everything!"

　"What's more, he's the Ice Flame Dragon!" Lin Yu's voice became increasingly excited. "Their bloodline comes from the Dark Moon Dragon."

　The room was silent for a short while, and after a long time, a figure walked out of the darkness.

　It is the number one swordsman in Danzhou, Wanzhe.

　"Perses Xia, he's a monster!" Wanzhe's voice was hoarse. "He had no respect when he duelled with me! He didn't take me seriously..."

　"That's right, this is how dragons treat humans!" Lin Yu slammed the table. "Once they really join Danzhou Prefecture, you can expect Danzhou to become a den of dragons! They won't take us seriously!"

　At this time, Zuo Shangtang, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke:

　"...So what should we do?"

　He seemed to be the person who was most reluctant to stay here. His face looked sallow under the candlelight, and his hands kept shaking under the table.

　Looking at Zuo Shangtang's expression, Lin Yu slightly stepped forward with his left foot.

　"Boy, you've only been the governor of Danzhou for such a short time, and you're already backing down?"

　"No, I didn't," Zuo Shangtang denied. "I am very grateful to Doreen Dubois for helping me, otherwise..."

　"Don't say that. We won't buy it," Lin Yu said coldly. "If my little brother hadn't chosen you as his partner when he was selling tobacco, we wouldn't even be talking at the same table today. Let me be honest with you—you're too indecisive. Some things don't even need to be explained. You should understand them clearly yourself instead of asking me what to do with a dead look on your face. That's cowardice!"

　"Okay, cousin, he rarely does these things." Lin Kemu sighed.

　"Then he should get used to it. The Black Dragon Society doesn't keep idle people, let alone a mere puppet on the periphery!"

　Lin Yu glared at Zuo Shangtang fiercely, and the latter lowered his head, not daring to meet this sharp gaze.

　"What to do?" he asked softly.

　"Kill." Lin Yu clapped his hands.

　"If I kill Perses Xia, some of the old guys in Renyantang will have some opinions, right?" Linkmu frowned. "I don't know if this is..."

　"What are you talking about? I'm talking about... the slaying of an entire lineage of ice dragons."

　Lin Yu laughed sinisterly, and the dim candlelight shone on his face, making him look like a devil.

　Hearing this, Zuo Shangtang suddenly raised his head, his pupils trembling slightly.

　"You mean..." Zuo Shangtang muttered, "genocide...?"

　"It just so happens that Dragon Gate will need sacrifices soon," Lin Yu said lazily. "Originally, the Xiaolong clan should have been the first to take the blame, but now... haha, who made the Ice Dragon take the lead? Thousands of dragons have to die anyway. Since Poerseth is trying to struggle, let's destroy them first."

　"It will cause a big shock, right?" Lin Kemu muttered.

　"No, the Dragon Lord will erase all of this," Lin Yu said, his lips curled up. "Everyone will forget the Ice Dragon family. As long as we can pour their blood into the Dragon Gate, no one will discover what we've done. It just depends on your willingness to cooperate, right?"

　"I'm willing to do it!" Wanzhe said immediately, "He humiliated me... humiliated me at the kendo meeting..."

　"My friend, you will inflict even greater humiliation and suffering on them!

　Lin Yu grinned, "Use your sword, okay? Hold on tight this time, okay?"

　"I definitely will," Wanzhe half-knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes. "Thank you... Lord Lin... for giving me this opportunity to redeem myself."

　"What about you?" Lin Yu raised his chin towards Zuo Shangtang, "Are you going to do it, or get out?"

　""

　Looking at Lin Yu's face, Zuo Shangtang's throat trembled slightly.

　Yeah... Anyway... My hands are not clean anymore...

　"I will do it," Zuo Shangtang nodded. "As long as they are enemies of the Black Dragon Society, I will go all out!"

　"Very good," Lin Yu nodded lazily, "Then, go back and prepare well... I'll come to see you soon..."

　""

　Darkness gradually engulfed the room, obscuring everything.

　A spark of ice flame ignited in the depths of darkness, shattering the black curtain into pieces. The grand stage once again appeared before Vivian's eyes.

　It was still the familiar room, with my mother and brother talking.

　"I'm almost there. I'm going to Lidu tomorrow," Perses said in a tired voice. "The Renyantang wants to see me. They want to discuss something with me."

　"Won't it be dangerous?" Mother's voice was full of worry.

　"No, Mother. Unlike those in Danzhou Prefecture, the Renyan Hall isn't entirely made up of puppets of the Black Dragon Society," Perses chuckled reassuringly. "In fact, I might even consider him an ally. Our goals are the same: to free Yan Xia from the Dragon Lord's control."

　"I'm worried it's a trap," the mother said, gently stroking Poerseth's hair. "Can humans...really resist the Dragon Lord?"

　"I believe there will be."

　Poerseth squatted down, came in front of Vivian, and gently rubbed her head.

　Every time at this time, the expression on his face would be as gentle as a pond under the quiet moon, and the ripples caused by the breeze would be the faint curve at the corners of his mouth.

　"Whether it's a dragon or a human."

　"Love is the same."

　"I love you, mom and sister," Perses stood up and gently hugged his mother. "For you, I will do anything."

　"Silly son..." The mother patted Perses' back.

　"I want a hug too! I want a hug too!"

　Vivian jumped up and climbed up by grabbing onto Perseth's legs. Perseth let go of his mother and hugged Vivian.

　"Next time we're on vacation, I'll take you on a trip across the sea," Poerseth rubbed Vivian's head. "Let's go on that sailboat you've been looking forward to every day, okay?"

　"Okay, okay," Vivian smiled sweetly, then froze for a moment before lowering her head. "But...will we encounter a dragon?"

　"If you encounter a dragon, I will help you defeat it!" Perses smiled.

　"it is good!"

　Vivian smiled happily and shook her little fists.

　At this moment, Perses' eyes widened slightly and his sharp eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

　"and many more..."

　He put Vivian down, turned around and looked towards the east.

　"Perses?" Mother seemed to have noticed something as well.

　"An army..." Poerses murmured, "It's Danzhou Prefecture..."

　The light in his eyes suddenly became fierce, and flames burned in his ice-blue vertical pupils, which even frightened Vivian.

　"elder brother?"

　"Vivian, stay with mother," Perses whispered, "Don't go out! Wait here for your brother to come back!"

　After saying that, he turned around and rushed out of the room.

　The ice-blue flames burned her memories, and Vivian felt her vision suddenly shattered. When she reunited, she had arrived on a plain.

　She saw an army gathering—siege guns, cavalry, cloaked wizards gathered in groups, spears and swords flashing.

　Not far away is the territory of the Ice Dragon family.

　""

　As the army marched forward in a mighty procession, even the breeze blowing across the plains ignited little sparks.

　Among the hills, a young man in a white robe climbed to the highest peak, holding a long sword in his hand.

　Sparks brushed against his white hair and ignited a fire in his ice-blue vertical pupils.

　As he watched the army approach, he understood what the situation was.

　The Black Dragon Society has taken action.

　Those monsters in human skin finally bared their fangs, ready to destroy anything that tried to break free from its constraints.

　Just like the Ice Dragon Emperor.

　""

　When the mighty army saw the young man standing alone on the hill, they stopped marching.

　A shadow in a black robe rose from the army, flew into the sky under the pull of the silk thread, and slowly floated in front of Poerseth.

　Under the hood, pale golden eyes flickered:

　"Perses Xia," the man said hoarsely, "you should know what's going to happen next."

　"The Black Dragon Society wants to start a war in public?" Poerseth said coldly.

　"In public? No, the shadow of history will bury you." The man smiled. "As a servant of the Dragon Lord, burying you is my mission."

　"Then give it a try."

　Poerses pointed his sword at his servant, and ice-blue flames burst out from the sword, turning into a fierce beacon.

　Seeing this, the servant chuckled and said:

　"Are you alone?"

　"One person is enough

　That’s it. "

　As soon as he finished speaking, Poerseth rose from the ground and flew towards the servant with a sonic boom.

　"Shhh-"

　The ice-blue sword light cut through the space, splitting the servant's body into two.

　"boom----"

　As the ice flame exploded, Poerseth landed on the plain below the hills and raised his head.

　He saw the servant's body condense again in the distant sky, and black silk threads fell from the sky, holding everyone in the army.

　Then, artillery, crossbows, string magic, and dense spells poured out from the outlines of the army, like a flying rainstorm, arcing in the air and smashing straight towards him.

　“BOOM—BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM—”

　Amid the roar of artillery fire, Poerses ran quickly and rushed towards the army.

　He gripped the sword tightly in his hand, ice-blue flames burning wildly in his pupils, and the flames flowed around him like raging waves.

　At the moment he was about to collide with the cavalry in the front row, he jumped up—

　"boom----"

　Hundreds of interwoven circles of ice-blue sword lights swept madly through the outlines of the army, like a running angry dragon. With each sweep, the outlines of dozens or hundreds of soldiers were torn into pieces, and broken blood shadows were thrown into the sky.

　In just a few tens of seconds, Perses's sword tore through thousands of soldiers!

　The army soon realized how deadly their arrogance was—they were facing a dragon! A mad ice dragon!

　The infantry scattered in all directions, trying to avoid the sweep of the blade storm, while the wizards and artillerymen didn't know how to fire and could only watch as the blade storm swept towards them wildly.

　In the center of the storm, Perses was moving at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, slashing out hundreds of times per second.

　His heart was beating frantically, pumping blood burning with icy flames to every part of his body. He could feel his spirit burning like a piece of firewood, soaked in ancient blood, allowing him to unleash madness and transcendence without restraint.

　Whenever his blade cut down a soldier, the spirit of the deceased would be instantly absorbed by the sword and then devoured by the spirit of Poerseth.

　The sword light swallows blood, and the blood turns into sword light!