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

　"That's right, they didn't even let us escort them!" Alice said. "Haha, they sent so few police officers to escort them, they're afraid they might get carjacked, right?"

　“It has nothing to do with us!”

　After Vivian finished speaking, she stood up and looked towards the other end of the forest.

　"Alice, look over there! The tree over there is the way out of here! Keep an eye on it for me while I go into the forest to check on the survivors of the Liudao!"

　"It's okay, let's go check it out together! It's okay here since no one's watching!"

　"Alright alright."

　After saying that, Vivian and Alice left the center of the woods and disappeared into the trees.

　good chance!

　After confirming that the two were gone, Sakamoto Shu immediately ran out of the bushes and rushed towards the tree Vivian mentioned.

　Sure enough, there was a crack in the tree, and a pale light flickered inside.

　There was also a road sign next to it that read:

　"exit."

　It must be right. Sakamoto Itsuki thought so, rushed into the exit, and disappeared.

　""

　Behind him, Alice and Vivian poked their heads out from the bushes.

　After confirming that he had left, the two looked at each other and sighed softly.

　"Aurora's dialogue is terrible..." Alice muttered.

　"That little tree doesn't look like it has any literary talent!" Vivian complained.

　After escaping from the rift, Sakamoto Itsuki found himself back in the center of the courtyard.

　Turning around, he saw two patrol guards standing at the door not far away, with their backs to him.

　good chance!

　Sakamoto Tree rushed forward, knocked out two patrolmen with two knifes, and then fell to the ground on the street

　Started running wildly.

　He rushed into the nearest alley in a panic.

　""

　On the eaves of the courtyard, Xingmo and Aurora stood side by side, staring at the place where Sakamoto Itsuki disappeared.

　"Can you still sense it?" Xing Mo asked.

　"It disappeared," Aurora shook her head. "It seems I chose the right person. He's the leader of the Liudao survivors. He has a few tattoos on his wrist."

　Letting the tiger return to the mountains was the strategy Xingmo came up with on the spur of the moment.

　Since there is no information related to the Black Dragon Society in the memories of the survivors of Liudao Island, Xingmo guessed that the way they contacted their superiors was probably through tattoos.

　The unknown power of the tattoos conceals their connection with their superiors, and certain conditions must be required to erase this concealment.

　At this time, it's time to lure them in.

　"Next, we just have to wait for Zuo Huai to prepare the convoy," Xing Mo clapped his hands, "Let's go, little ancestor, let's go eat."

　"I want to eat fried rice tonight!" Aurora raised her little fist.

　"Make your own fried rice."

　"Fire you! Or I'll fire you!"

　for a long time.

　In a dark room.

　When Sakamoto Itsuki's hood was pulled off, he realized that he was sitting at a table.

　There was a man sitting opposite him. Sakamoto Itsuki couldn't see his face clearly, but he could see a faint light in his eyes.

　"I have read your memories," the man whispered. "Your memories... are very important... It was the Holy Tree Cult that defeated you..."

　"Lord Jiang...please forgive my failure..." Sakamoto Shu murmured in a low voice.

　"It's not your fault. It was that idiot Zuo Huai who sent you to your deaths without knowing anything," the man chuckled. "Thankfully, you brought back some fragmented memories... which is enough to provide us with intelligence..."

　"Is my memory... useful?" Sakamoto Itsuki asked in a low voice.

　"Of course it's useful, but it's not enough. We don't have enough manpower, and the number of available spirit wizards has also dropped sharply after the Dragon Boat Incident. We may need more fragments..."

　The man smiled sinisterly, and Sakamoto Itsuki could hear the crackling sound of his ten knuckles.

　"...So, we have to rescue your colleagues and get more information from them..."

　"They'll be taken to Sea Cliff Prison tomorrow!" Sakamoto said immediately, "I heard them talking about... the car will pass the edge of Maple Plains..."

　"There are only a few lanes over there, and it's deserted, so it's easy for us to start..." the man said. "Excellent... You've made a valuable contribution..."

　"As you should... sir... but please be careful..."

　"What do I have to be afraid of... What about the Holy Tree Cult... What about the Jiedushi... Don't forget..."

　The man's bright eyes flickered in the darkness:

　"I am the Lord of Destruction..."

　The next morning.

　Alice waved her wand, and a dozen survivors of the Liudao Islands flew backwards into the back of the prison van.

　Weiweian closed the carriage door and said loudly:

　"Let's go!"

　"learn."

　The prison van drove into the drizzle and traveled along the highway of Danzhou City.

　Soon, it left the city through the north gate and drove into the vast wilderness.

　Due to the large-scale military operation of Danzhou Prefecture, most of the roads in the wilderness have been blocked, and the prison van can only choose a relatively remote route and rush all the way to Haiya Prison.

　As the prison van wobbled past an uninhabited area, faint cracks suddenly appeared on the ground.

　The moment the front wheel of the prison van touched the crack, a raging fire erupted—

　"boom!"

　The prison van was thrown high into the air, spun twice, and then flipped sideways to the ground. The steam pipes burst and white steam gushed out.

　Black clouds rolled up on both sides of the road, and countless people in black suits rushed out. Some used magic wands to quickly block the road on both sides, while others jumped onto the car door, pulled it open fiercely, and then grabbed Zuo Zuohuai, who was wearing a patrol uniform, from inside.

　"Uhhh! Let me go."

　"Heh, isn't this Master Zuo?" The man took one look at Master Zuo's bruised face and laughed, "Your father ran away, and you were demoted to a driver in the Patrol Bureau? Hahahahaha!"

　He threw Zuo Huai onto the road, jumped down, and pointed his wand at his head.

　Zuo Huai climbed two steps on the road with difficulty, and his hand was stepped on by a foot wearing black leather shoes.

　"Ahhhh!"

　As he was crying, someone grabbed his head and saw a distorted face.

　"do you remember me?"

　"You...you are..." Zuo Huai looked at the man in horror, "Are you Jiang Chu? Are you from the Black Dragon Society?"

　Jiang Chu, Zuo Huai remembered this guy - he was a member of the Danzhou Authors Mutual Aid Association and had once been Zuo Huai's friend!

　In the early years, Zuo Huai loved writing and by chance joined this mutual aid society. It's called a mutual aid society, but in reality it's more like a place for people to gather together for warmth, after all, most authors who need "mutual help" actually can't get their manuscripts approved by editors.

　Jiang Chu was the person Zuo Huai met in the mutual aid association. It was said that this guy had been rejected by several magazines and he was always mumbling weird things every day.

　Although no one takes him seriously, he is always annoying, so he has almost no friends.

　Zuo Huai would never have thought that such a person

　Can be related to the Black Dragon Society.

　"Haha, you never expected that, did you?" Jiang Chu sneered at Zuo Huai. "Yes, the Black Dragon Society is everywhere and can penetrate any hole. We have been hiding beside you for a long time. Just because you can't see us... doesn't mean we don't exist."

　"I...we were friends after all, right?" Zuo Huai murmured tremblingly, "No matter what your purpose is, I won't tell anyone! Leave me alive!"

　"Wow, a patrolman actually speaks so servilely?" Jiang Chu scoffed. "Aren't you afraid that I'll use the lights of all the houses in Danzhou City as cannonballs?"

　"Don't...don't...just let me survive..." Zuo Huai said hurriedly.

　"it is good."

　Jiang Chu grabbed Zuo Huai's head and lifted it up a little, with the corners of his mouth slightly curved:

　"Listen carefully, I'm here this time to do only two things."

　"The first thing to do is to rescue the survivors of Liudao who were captured by you!"

　"The second thing is to contribute to the destruction of Danzhou City!"

　"Now, help me complete the first thing," Jiang Chu pointed to the prison van beside him, "Where are the keys?"

　"Here... here you are..."

　Zuo Huai tremblingly took out a key from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Chu.

　Jiang Chu took the key, played with it for a while, then patted Zuo Huai's head, stood up and walked towards the door of the prison van.

　He inserted the key into the lock, turned it twice, and then yanked the door open.

　Then, he met a pair of ice-blue vertical pupils.

　"boom--"

　With one punch, Jiang Chu flew backwards more than ten meters, rolled several times on the ground, and fell dizzy.

　The Black Dragon Society's thugs immediately focused their attention on the door of the prison van, only to see a silver-haired girl walking out on ice flames, with the flames forming armor on her body.

　"Good morning." Vivian chuckled.

　“Swish—swish—”

　The silver sword blade tore through space, slitting the throats of several Black Dragon Society members in an instant.

　The members of the Black Dragon Society used various means to play the strings, including fire and water blades, but they were unable to penetrate Vivian's armor.

　In less than half a minute, they were beaten down from twenty or thirty people to only four or five.

　In the distance, Jiang Chu struggled to get up and rolled up his sleeves.

　He revealed his pitch-black tattoos—the tattoos covered his entire arm, like some densely packed insects crawling under his skin.

　Jiang Chu gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand, framing Vivian's outline with his index finger and thumb.

　At this moment, a girl's whisper came from behind him:

　"Don't use your arms yet, we'll need them later."

　Jiang Chu turned his head suddenly, and he didn't know when the girl holding a black umbrella was standing behind him, her emerald green eyes reflecting his terrified face.

　"You are...Shikoti Amra!?" Jiang Chu lost his voice.

　"You still recognize me?" Xing Mo muttered, "Then surrender?"

　"Don't joke! I am the Lord of Destruction! Do you think I will surrender to you?!"

　Jiang Chu roared and rushed towards Xing Mo, the black tattoo on his arm spinning rapidly:

　“Ya ...

　Looking at Jiang Chu rushing towards him, Xing Mo raised his wand expressionlessly.

　"Lachesis Nocturne," she read.

　"boom!"

　The golden branch-like lightning instantly pierced through Jiang Chu's body. He slid and fell face down on the ground like a exhausted puppet.

　died.

Chapter 412 When the Wind Howls (Part 9) -4k- (Double Update in One)