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

　"Attack the mansion immediately! Immediately!"

　"Won't you wait until you've dealt with Perses?"

　Deal with it? The servant glanced at the dragon holding the string of truth and growled:

　"Right now! Otherwise you will lose your chance!"

　After that, he opened his arms and the tattoos on his arms began to spin rapidly.

　"Lord," he murmured under his breath, "use your servants to destroy them!"

　As soon as he finished speaking, his arms exploded and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

　At the same time, the dragon gently plucked the string and uttered the dragon language:

　"destroy."

　"Buzz buzz----"

　The long string sound vibrated, and the servant's form instantly disintegrated, turning into flying bones that fell to the ground.

　The ice-blue light swept across the battlefield, tearing apart the outline of the entire army like a whirlwind.

　The soldiers turned into pieces one after another, flying towards the sky like a wave, turning into a pile of red and white.

　They didn't even have time to scream or feel fear before destruction came directly upon their heads without any delay.

　When the string music swept across the entire plain like a strong wind, there was no other sound on the plain except the whistling of the wind.

　At this point, an army of 10,000 people was wiped out by Perses alone.

　""

　He looked down at the broken battlefield in the posture of a dragon. After confirming that there were no enemies, his body trembled slightly and he fell to the ground.

　"boom!"

　The dragon's body was engulfed by the icy flames. When the flames dissipated, a young man was lying on the ground, his body covered with scars.

　He covered his neck in pain, feeling the illusory scale slowly retracting under his neck.

　has it ended?

　I killed them...and protected the Ice Dragon lineage?

　Poerseth struggled to get up and staggered towards the hill from which he came.

　Every step he took was as difficult as climbing to the sky, and his whole body was screaming, like a steam engine about to be scrapped.

　But he still insisted on climbing and never stopped.

　It's time for him to go home.

　My sister and mother are still waiting at home... They must be very worried... But everything is fine now...

　It's just an army. I am Perses Shah... I am a genius that appears once in a thousand years...

　The servants of Black Dragon Lake aren't that great... I'm capable of protecting them... I'm capable of protecting the entire family...

　Every time they attack, they will be fought back, until no one uses the ice dragon as a sacrifice to the Dragon Gate anymore, until Vivian can openly board a sailboat to the other side of the sea and travel to that world as an equal.

　Everything will be fine, everything will be.

　Please...

　""

　When Poerseth climbed to the top of the hill, all he saw was the flames of war.

　The fighting came from two directions - there was a fleet on the coastline firing repeatedly, and on the land there was... another army.

　I thought that the Black Dragon would mobilize an army of 10,000 people, which was already the limit. But in fact, the force they sent out was three times what Poerses expected.

　This magnitude is enough to capture a city.

　But they were used to contribute a small family territory.

　This is the highest respect and unparalleled praise.

　Supreme praise, and absolute destruction.

　""

　From a distance, Poerses saw the attic where his mother and sister lived. Flames were greedily licking the building, and black smoke was rolling up into the sky.

　Under the gaze of Poerses, a cannonball hit the middle of the building. With an explosion, the building collapsed in flames and huge smoke and dust rolled into the sky.

　"Vivian! Mother!!"

　Perses

　He almost screamed, not caring about his almost falling apart body, and ran madly towards the family territory.

　He kept falling, getting up, falling, and getting up, not caring about the unhealed wounds all over his body. The icy flames in his eyes burned more than ever before.

　Don't let this happen...

　Just a little bit more... Just a little bit more...

　It was just a little bit away and the family would usher in the first ray of light.

　""

　In the wilderness, a genius seen once in a thousand years was running wildly, wishing he could transform all his luck in this life into a bullet and shoot at this reality that should not have happened.

　But reality has always been extremely accurate. It is absolutely fair and absolutely true.

　Even if there is blood flowing beneath this reality.

　Interlude) Praise, Destruction (Part 4) -4k- (Two updates in one)

　"boom!"

　When the building was hit for the third time, Vivian saw her mother slowly stand up.

　"Vivian," her mother whispered, "From now on, you must do everything I say, okay?"

　At this moment, her back straightened a lot.

　Vivian didn't understand a thing. She just listened blankly as her mother uttered the dragon language. Ice grew from the ground and blocked the door of the room.

　Outside the house, the fighting continued, and it seemed as if the sound of endless trenches was approaching the house, which meant that the Ice Dragon family's defense line was retreating step by step.

　Vivian didn't know what was going on, but she knew it was dangerous outside and she also realized that the danger was approaching her.

　She choked up and whispered in a trembling voice:

　"Mom...Mom...I'm scared..."

　"Don't be afraid, Vivian. You'll be fine." Her mother swung her sleeves, and ice grew from the ground, transforming into a sword before her eyes. "Dragons cannot be afraid. We coexist with the storm and wander among the sea of ​​clouds."

　The woman's voice, usually so gentle, was now tinged with tearful determination.

　"Besides, your brother will definitely find us," she turned around and smiled at Vivian, "Believe in him, believe in mother."

　At this moment, a violent explosion was heard at the door.

　"boom!"

　"Boom!"

　Someone was trying to break in through the door. As the explosions grew louder, cracks began to appear in the ice that sealed the door.

　Vivian saw the expression on her mother's face freeze, watched her grab the sword on the ground, saw her gently brush her eyes.

　In the past when her memory was moving forward, Vivian did not see the meaning of that action, but so many years later, when Vivian peeked into the past from the perspective of an observer, what she saw was a mother wiping away tears of sorrow.

　That is separation.

　"Vivian, go through the window," her mother said softly, "and go to the Seaview Pavilion. Poerseth will definitely come to look for you there."

　"But mom..."

　"Go quickly!" the mother shouted.

　Tears welled up in Vivian's eyes, but she could not disobey her mother's order, so she turned around and rushed to the window.

　The moment she broke the window, she heard the sound of ice breaking and the man's roar:

　"Mother Dragon! My name is Lin Yu! Come and use your power to please me! Hahahahaha!"

　"boom--"

　The sound of swords clashing, ice cracking, and screams echoed behind her. Vivian wanted to turn back, but her instinct was to frantically scream out two words:

　run.

　She ran along the sea cliff and rushed on the stone road, and what came into her sight was the blood covering the entire garden.

　Dead people, dead dragons, and indistinguishable bright red scattered all over the courtyard, emitting a sickening odor.

　Humans and dragons fought, dragons and humans fought, who was fighting whom? It was impossible to tell, their outlines intertwined, blood their common symbol, crimson their only color.

　The girl's mind went blank. She had never seen such a scene before and couldn't understand what she was seeing.

　She only knew that she should follow her mother's instructions and run, run for her life.

　""

　After running for an unknown amount of time, Vivian arrived at Guanhaiting.

　There was indeed someone waiting for her here, but it was not her brother, but three or four men in black robes.

　The moment they saw Vivian, they grinned and ran towards her, swords in hand.

　"Sacrifice..." the leader whispered, "Don't run... little girl... this is an honor..."

　"No...don't come over here!" Vivian stepped back in horror, stumbling to the ground, the light in her eyes flickering.

　She watched helplessly as the man stretched out his hand, her mind blank, and she could only wave her hand violently -

　"boom----"

　The ice-blue flame exploded, and the man in black robe flew out directly, slamming hard into the pillar of Guanhaiting, making a sound of breaking his spine.

　The other two men raised their swords in anger, about to stab Vivian, when they heard a wild howl from the sky:

　"Roar----"

　A giant ice-blue dragon descended from the sky, and with its two claws, it pinned the two men to the ground, turning them into a pool of bright red.

　The dragon raised its head, looked at Vivian, and exhaled a light breath.

　Vivian recognized the dragon immediately: this was Erlum, a retainer of the Ice Dragon family.

　He pointed to the pavilion nearby, motioning Vivian to go over, while he himself stood proudly in the open space, guarding it.

　""

　Vivian felt her mind go blank, she stared blankly

　He held his hands and looked at the man who fell to his death from the pillar of the Guanhai Pavilion.

　She didn't know when she had this power...but this feeling...

　...very freeing.

　It was as if she was born with such power.

　After running for an unknown amount of time, Perses rushed into the family gate and ran wildly among the corpses.

　From time to time, he would encounter a few screaming enemies, and he would swing his sword and devour their souls.

　One sword, one sword after another. For the first time in his life, Perses felt that swinging a sword was such a mechanical action.

　Killing seemed to have become something as natural as breathing. These humans were vulnerable. Under his sword, they were like tofu cut by a kitchen knife. Just a few swings could cut them into several pieces.

　Once again, he truly realized the insignificance of human beings - yes, even the servants who were very outstanding among humans were just a light wave in front of Poerses.

　Small, so small.

　He suddenly found it ridiculous: such tiny creatures were so cruel, so cruel that they stabbed the gods with spears. They actually dared to go to war with dragons!

　Each of them had a look of ferocity and bloodlust on their faces when they saw Poerseth, but when their bodies were cut open, there was only pure emptiness and fear in their eyes.

　Yes, they are afraid of dragons.

　They should be afraid of dragons.