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

　She knew that she couldn't survive her whole life relying on other people's wisdom.

　Whether it's Xingmo, Alice, or Aurora.

　If you want to be free from the constraints of fate, you will ultimately need to make your own choices and then achieve them by any means necessary.

　"I will find the Three Lives Stone."

　After saying that, Vivian turned around and smiled softly at Alice:

　"Love you,

　See you later.”

　After saying that, she suddenly jumped up and rushed into the black miasma.

　When the dark curtain swept over, the most intuitive feeling was suffocation - like falling face down into the sea without any preparation, with the mouth and nose filled with irritating sea water.

　And after suffocation, what follows is nothingness.

　Endless nothingness.

　After crossing the black boundary, Vivian felt herself starting to fall.

　All around are concepts that are floating around - an existence that cannot be described with words or senses. They are invisible, like broken glass shards thrown into a black ink bottle. You cannot see them, but you can feel the foreign sensation when you come into contact with them.

　As Vivian's consciousness was about to fade away, the holy object on her wrist lit up with a faint light.

　"!"

　Vivian suddenly opened her eyes and found that she had stopped falling at some point and was standing on the foggy black ground.

　Around her, countless human figures with faces like messy watercolor paintings were walking like zombies, extending to the end of the fog.

　Unknown territory, the Dragon Lord's kingdom.

　Vivian raised her wrist and saw that the vine bracelet on her wrist began to glow with a faint golden light from the edge, and then dissipated little by little as the golden light disintegrated.

　This is the countdown.

　Without further ado, Vivian immediately took a step forward and followed the pace of the army of the dead.

　Layer upon layer of dark fog lingered around, and ominous whispers could be heard from the end of the fog from time to time, as if someone was whispering at the end of the curtain.

　Howling Fortress.

　Doreen DuBois stood on the terrace of the upper level of the fortress, her expression remaining calm.

　In the distance, she could sense the disappearance of Hurricane Fortress—if the front line disappeared, Howling Fortress would no longer have an accurate beacon for firing.

　Qiuniu arranged the troops very cleverly... much smarter than the commander of the first army...

　He used some method to avoid the erosion of concepts by the rain of annihilation bullets, and calculated the range of the annihilation bombs by the landing point of the shells.

　Then, he first deployed his troops outside the maximum range, and then followed the Holy Tree Cult to launch a blitzkrieg.

　It can even be said that...the first round of shelling was launched by Qiuniu to lure Doreen - in order to set an example and sacrifice a group of people in exchange for this "extreme range" and "coverage".

　Doreen had envisioned several scenarios: if Qiuniu adopted a dispersed march to avoid coverage, she would send troops to attack its weak points; if Qiuniu adopted a concentrated advance, the annihilation rain of bullets could do all the work.

　And now, the Holy Tree Cult's army attacked first, and the marching range of the two armies was extremely large, making it impossible to solve the problem with a single wave of annihilation bombs.

　In the case that it is impossible to destroy the entire army at once with unknown means, Doreen needs to avoid using annihilation bombs, otherwise when Qiuniu has the "legitimate right to advance", it will be difficult for other Jiedushi to intervene.

　If it weren't for the Holy Tree Legion that appeared out of nowhere...the legions of Yazi and Chiwen should have already rushed in.

　It seems that the only way to do it now is to delay time and push the situation to the extreme.

　A chess piece needs to be sacrificed...so that other Jiedushi can have something to do.

　Thinking of this, Doreen turned around and instructed the adjutant beside her:

　"Tell Zuo Shangtang that he can send troops. He will be responsible for intercepting the Holy Tree Legion on the western front."

　"As ordered."

　The adjutant immediately turned around and left to give instructions.

　Doreen held out her hand, and the tattoos on her arm began to glow.

　Through the spiritual power channel, she established a connection with the northern fortress:

　"Northern Front, immediately send troops into the Netherworld to prevent anyone from touching the Three Lives Stone."

　As long as no one can tamper with the Three Lives Stone... and the first wave of bombardment is not exposed... the other Jiedushi will definitely have room to maneuver.

　""

　However, after a long time, there was no response from the northern fortress.

　"Northern Line?" Doreen frowned.

　""

　At this moment, inside the Langtao Fortress on the northern line.

　Amidst the ruins, the last Holy Knight knelt on the ground, trembling as he covered the wound on his abdomen.

　The entire fortress's walls were shattered, as if blown by a violent wind, with deep scars all over them. The tower, the main structure of the fortress, was completely destroyed. The severed tower crushed one side of the wall, reducing it to a chaotic ruin.

　""

　In the center of the ruins, the ancient dragon hunter lowered his head and looked at the knight in front of him.

　Through the knight's broken helmet, he saw the fear in the knight's eyes.

　"please..."

　"Pfft-"

　With a clean and sharp blow, the knight's head flew into the sky and rolled to the ground.

　Blood gushed up and fell from the sky like a bloody rain.

　Ancient Dragon Hunter raised his head, feeling the blood flowing on his black armor, bathing in the knight's dissipated spiritual power.

　Then he sheathed his sword and walked straight towards the remaining main part of the fortress.

　Unknown territory.

　Half an hour had passed since Vivian entered the dark miasma.

　She followed the undead army in the endless darkness, trying her best to conceal her existence.

　As she walked deeper and deeper into the fog, finally, a faint blue will-o'-the-wisp appeared in front of her.

　It was a swaying lantern.

　The outline of the bridge then appeared, and Vivian saw the female soldiers

　The bridge I remember seeing—it hung in the thick black fog, leading directly to the invisible other side.

　On the side of the bridge, a figure in a black robe was handing small bowls to the passing undead.

　That is impermanence.

　Vivian watched the undead gulp down the soup, watching their bodies melt into discrete blocks of color, blowing across the Naihe Bridge like a twisted wind.

　Is this the process of being completely covered by the unknown?

　It was this power that buried the entire Ice Dragon lineage... and erased the existence of Ice Dragons from history...

　Once those beings with a strong connection to the Ice Dragon die, the Ice Dragon lineage will be completely extinct...

　""

　The number of undead ahead is decreasing, and soon it will be Vivian's turn.

　Vivian decided to strike first.

　She twisted her wrist, and the ice flame transformed into a silver sword, which she hurled towards the Impermanence.

　"boom--"

　The ice-blue flames blasted away the undead on the road and instantly hit Wuchang's figure. The ice-blue wave burst out and submerged its body.

　The next second, the black blade tore through the ice flames, and Impermanence flew towards Vivian at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, accompanied by a sound like an insect's whistling—

　"Kakaka-"

　He swung his sword three times in succession, and Vivian quickly formed a silver sword to block it. Each blow pushed her back several steps.

　What a powerful force!

　Vivian took a deep breath, took a stance, raised the sword over her shoulder, and concentrated the power of ice flame on the tip of the sword.

　When Impermanence struck again, she thrust out her silver sword—

　"boom--"

　Wuchang tried to dodge the sword light, but the edges were still burned by the ice flame.

　He spun the black knife in his hand and stabbed at Vivian fiercely, but Vivian had already prepared the second sword -

　"boom--"

　Wuchang was unable to dodge the sword, and the ice flames hit his body, breaking him into pieces of broken glass.

　Taking advantage of this opportunity, Vivian suddenly leaped forward and slashed at Wuchang's waist.

　"bass--"

　The ice flame condensed to the extreme and then exploded, instantly splitting Wuchang's body into two.

　After the Dragon Boat Incident, Vivian's understanding of the Ice Flame deepened. She concentrated the Ice Flame to its utmost, then used her spiritual power to mobilize the "spatial" authority within it, effectively splitting the enemy in two spatially.

　If the enemy lacks intelligence, this attack will almost never miss.

　Wuchang's upper body flew out, while his lower body remained standing, with black blood spurting out of the broken part.

　Just when Vivian thought she had won, a black shadow suddenly shot out from the cross-section of Wuchang's lower body.

　It was the spine! Its spine shot up into the air like a sharp sword, piercing his flying upper body fiercely.

　After such a bizarre change, the bone spurs on Wuchang's spine began to lengthen, and extraordinary source energy flowed out from the bone gaps, dyeing the surrounding space with a faint black halo.

　"?"

　Vivian raised her head and saw a pair of scarlet vertical pupils hanging in the mist.

　That is impermanence looking down.

　This... Vivian curled her lips, and ice-blue flames condensed on her body, gradually turning into silver-white armor.

　Looks like I've met a tough guy...

Chapter 415: When the Death Bell Tolls (Part 3) -4k- (Double Update in One)

　After several fights, Wuchang gave Vivian a very special feeling.

　She could vaguely sense that the other party possessed human combat logic—knowing how to attack, defend, and counter attacks.

　But he didn't have any spiritual awareness at all, and his scarlet eyes were filled with uncontrolled extraordinary essence.

　He was like a machine that had been fed with complete combat logic, with rationality in his madness and madness in his rationality.

　"Shhh-"

　As Wuchang swung his knife again, Weiweian blocked it continuously, and seized the opportunity to stab fiercely -

　"boom----"

　The ice flame once again blasted open the black robe on Wuchang's body, completely exposing his body.

　Vivian finally saw his complete form - a dragon-like head with insect-like mouthparts, a back covered with exoskeleton and covered with hyperplastic barbs. The spine that Vivian had severed and broken out of his body was now covered with sticky flesh and blood, and indescribable organs were scattered in between.

　Is this... a dragon?

　No...it's not a dragon...it's a fusion of a dragon and a bunch of other concepts, but the main body is a dragon.

　His pupils...are scarlet vertical pupils.

　"boom--"

　Wuchang swung his arm, and the bone spur instantly grew into a long knife shape, slashing towards Vivian.

　Vivian dodged several times in succession, then lashed out with another icy flame attack—

　"bass--"