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

　""

　"Your wife escaped the first round of bombing and survived."

　A faint whisper came from before my eyes, like a breeze on the battlefield.

　Zuo Shangtang suddenly raised his head, and was met with emerald green eyes.

　It was the saint, Shikoti Amura.

　She stood calmly in front of Zuo Shangtang, her face indifferent, as thousands of troops passed by her.

　“Impossible…!” Zuo Shangtang murmured, “The hail of annihilation bullets will swallow everyone into the underworld…!”

　"But she's back," Xingmo said calmly, "She's escaped impermanence and returned from hell."

　“You’re lying to me…!”

　"If he doesn't come back, it will be hard for you to remember her, right?" Xing Mo said calmly, "Your extraordinary power is not strong. If the connection is destroyed by the unknown, your connection with her will be destroyed first.

　destroy."

　"this..."

　Zuo Shangtang was stunned. He was not only surprised by Xingmo's knowledge of the underworld and the unknown, but also amazed at the facts before him.

　She...really came back...

　But...why?

　"It's for your son, Zuo Huai," Xing Mo seemed to have guessed Zuo Shangtang's confusion. "He's probably in the army behind us now."

　"Varied..."

　"Are you going to summon the Black Dragon Servant?" Xing Mo asked in a low voice, "I can kill it, but before that, your son may die because of it."

　"I..."

　The corners of Zuo Shangtang's mouth trembled slightly, and the tattoo on his arm stopped rotating after losing its spiritual power, but gradually dimmed.

　His hands were shaking madly.

　""

　Xing Mo looked at the light in Zuo Shangtang's eyes again, patted his shoulder lightly, and walked past him.

　The former Danzhou prefect knelt alone in the mud, his eyes blurred and his hands shaking.

　He hugged his head and roared wildly, as if he wanted to vomit out all the blood he saw.

　Then he raised his arms, and a black vortex exploded with him as the center, swallowing him up in an instant.

　He escaped, just as he had done during the Dragon Boat Incident.

Chapter 416: When the Death Bell Tolls (Part 4) -4k- (Double Update in One)

　Seeing the army retreating step by step, Doreen Dubois frowned slightly.

　Every Holy Knight of the Black Dragon Society has been blessed by the Dragon Lord, and concepts from various ferocious beasts have been implanted in their bodies, allowing them to fight ten enemies at once.

　But such an army... was defeated by a legion of monsters?

　Even the Danzhou army has not intervened yet...

　Doreen's eyes swept across the vast army on the plain, searching for the location of Zuo Shangtang.

　Logically speaking, Zuo Shangtang should have summoned the Black Dragon Servant. The appearance of the Dragon Servant could further compress the battle situation, wipe out the Holy Tree Legion, and force the Danzhou Army to take action immediately.

　However...the Black Dragon Servant still hasn't appeared?

　Zuo Shangtang must have been scared to death by the bloody disaster, and using the tattoo should be a relief for him.

　So...what is he waiting for?

　Just as Doreen was thinking this, she saw a black vortex flash briefly among the army.

　Zuo Shangtang escaped.

　""

　Doreen looked at the place where he disappeared in silence, her fists clenched tightly.

　"A coward will always be a coward. I should have realized that."

　She waved her hand, and two robed Black Dragon Society members came to her side.

　“Sacrifice your arms,” she said calmly, “so that the Lord can give us His left and right arms.”

　"Follow your will."

　After saying that, two members of the Black Dragon Society jumped off the edge of the castle terrace.

　Their arms exploded in mid-air, and at the same time, two dark whirlpools rose above the sky.

　"Roar--"

　Two black dragons with blurred faces fell from the vortex and slammed into the army of Howling Castle, creating a pool of blood in an instant.

　They slid on the ground, broke through the outline of the Howling Fort Legion, and then crashed into the camp of the Holy Tree Legion.

　"boom----"

　Xingmo quickly dodged by dragging the flaming feathers, thus avoiding being hurt by the sudden dragon.

　The moment she saw the dragon, she immediately took out the phonograph stone given by Yuechen, and tore open the crack -

　"call--"

　When she stepped out of the rift again, she stood in the center of the battlefield, facing an attacking dragon.

　Calculating the timing precisely, Xing Mo poured spiritual energy into the phonograph stone, and then threw it violently—

　"boom"

　The moment the phonograph stone exploded, a brilliant blue light burst out, and that blue light turned into an ice-blue flame, forming a vortex.

　The Black Dragon Servant's head was instantly swallowed by the vortex, and the ice flame tore its flesh and blood like a scroll, spewing out from the back of the vortex.

　The twisted black dragon was like a train passing through a tunnel, except that it was no longer intact when it came out, but turned into black pieces of meat splattering.

　When the vortex dissipated, only a pool of black blood mud remained on the ground - this twisted creature could not even revive.

　“It’s quite reliable.”

　Xingmo stuck out her tongue and turned her head, only to see another black dragon servant still charging among the outlines of the army.

　A giant tree spirit rushed forward, its massive arms encircling the black dragon's head, its stump-like feet firmly rooted into the ground. The black dragon servant pushed the giant tree spirit hundreds of meters away, then suddenly opened its mouth and easily bit it in two.

　One after another, giant tree elves rushed forward and hugged the body of the black dragon servant. They stabbed their arms into the black dragon's body, and their roots pierced into the black dragon's flesh and blood, weaving and extending in its body, then breaking through the skin and piercing into the ground.

　But even so, it is still unstoppable.

　With the appearance of the Black Dragon Servant, the situation on the battlefield began to reverse. Although the Howling Castle army suffered heavy losses, they regrouped and used the gap created by the Black Dragon Servant in the formation of the Holy Tree Legion as a breakthrough point to launch a counterattack in one fell swoop.

　Seeing this, Xingmo raised his wand and played the strings quickly:

　"The remaining breath of new flames."

　A huge string magic circle appeared on the battlefield with her as the center, and the angel's light feathers quickly gathered around her.

　Pure golden flames immediately burst out from the tip of the staff—

　"boom"

　A fifty-meter-long golden beam of light exploded as it brushed the ground, instantly annihilating the Howling Fort Legion in the front row, and then crossed the plain all the way to Howling Fort.

　"boom!"

　On the castle terrace, Doreen's heels wobbled and she nearly fell to the ground.

　Her pupils shrank slightly, and her gaze turned downwards to the blazing pillar of fire on the plain, looking at the outline of the army.

　It's at least seven-string magic, and has similar spiritual power characteristics to the Hurricane Fortress.

　That's the string magic of Archangel Saint Auros, which means...

　...is the Saint of the Citadel.

　Coming from the Citadel that believed in a sacred god, yet commanding such a twisted army... Doreen's mouth curled up slightly, and malice flashed in her eyes.

　It doesn't matter... the situation has reached its limit... Even if she can fight against a thousand alone, a black dragon servant that is not so easy to kill is not easy to deal with.

　The Danzhou Prefecture’s army will enter this battlefield sooner or later...When the time comes, the other Jiedushi will be able to find ways to put pressure on them.

　For Doreen, the more chaotic the situation is, the better.

　Well, now that the testing is over, it’s time to reveal the real trump card.

　On the battlefield, Xing Mo looked at the scorched earth in front of him and took a deep breath.

　After casting high-string magic many times in a day, the spirit was still a little tired.

　She took a deep breath and turned around, ready to deal with the Black Dragon Servant.

　Just then, she felt a whistling sound coming from behind her.

　"call----"

　Xingmo turned around, and a strong wind came howling, sweeping up sparks and indescribable debris on the battlefield.

　Amidst the dust, she saw oil-painted human figures gradually rising up and taking shape in the real world.

　Their outlines vaguely resembled those of the Holy Knights of the Black Dragon Society, but their facial features seemed completely absent, more like some kind of...

　...a chimera of concepts.

　Xing Mo raised her head and saw a faint black light flickering above the outline of Howling Castle, and a large string magic array was being activated.

　She could feel countless spiritual energy signatures rising from the edge of the real world—they came from the unknown realm of the underworld!

　Those soldiers who were killed...were sent back...?

　"squeak!"

　With a strange cry, a holy knight stepped across the scorched earth and thrust his lance towards Xingmo—

　"boom--"

　Xingmo flashed, and pulled out the Spine of Saint Auros. Two blades flashed by -

　“Swish, swish—”

　The knight's head and arms shattered, the broken parts spraying with paint-like colors. It fell to its knees, turning into a pool of paint and disappearing again.

　Xingmo lowered his head and his eyes fell on the knight's arm wearing tattered armor: it was covered with black tattoos.

　After being marked by a tattoo... I was sent back from the underworld to reality...

　There is no doubt that Doreen's next tactic is to delay time!

　As time goes by, the Danzhou army will inevitably march here. At present, the other Jiedushi have not taken action because Qiuniu’s current name is "sanctioning the foreign invaders, the Holy Tree Legion."

　But if they march to the front of Howling Fort and the Danzhou army begins to attack the Howling Fort Legion... then the previous claim will be invalid.

　The Jiedushi who are eyeing the situation covetously will also advance because of this!

　If the blitzkrieg is dragged out into a long line, the other Jiedushi will have an excuse to intervene... This won't work...

　Xingmo twirled his wand and plucked seven fire strings in succession, and the new flame was ready again.

　So, next it depends on how quickly Vivian can reach the Three Lives Stone.

　As long as she can release the history sealed in the Three Lives Stone... Qiuniu can join the battlefield with a legitimate reason...

　All problems will be solved.

　Unknown Territory Netherworld

　Vivian stood by the Naihe Bridge and slowly stretched out a hand toward the bridge.

　The moment her hand crossed the dividing line, black flames shot out from between her fingers and enveloped them.

　"Zizi!"

　Vivian retracted her hand. Although it didn't hurt much, she felt something evaporate quickly.

　She raised her wrist and saw that the black characters on the bracelet had suddenly faded by one tenth.

　Does Naihe Bridge have the power to accelerate the severing of connections?