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

　A trace of anger flashed across Ruan Lili's pretty face. She stretched out her hand, and the strong wind gathered in her hand into a spear, gathering the melody of the roaring dragons.

　Then, aiming at the castle terrace, she hurled her spear—

　"boom!"

　The spear whistled through the storm. Doreen raised her hand, and dark spells formed a circle in the air.

　The spear passed through one, two, and three circles in succession, and then stopped in the air.

　Doreen clenched her hand, and the wind gun shattered into countless chaotic volumes.

　She waved her hand again, and the wind curled up into a pitch-black gale, whistling and shooting towards the sky—

　"Boom, boom, boom, boom -"

　The roaring dragons avoided the strong wind in the sky, but many of them were still injured and their membrane wings were torn.

　A flash of astonishment crossed Ruan Lili's face. Doreen Dubois could actually manipulate the Wind Strings? That was a six-string magic spell, and she had actually recomposed it using reversed chord notation?

　Or... was she given power by some external entity?

　There was no time to think too much. As the cannons on the Howling Fort were torn apart, the Howling Fort gradually fell into a state of isolation and helplessness.

　"Disperse the formation! Maintain the wind!" Ruan Lili ordered loudly, "Don't give anyone a chance to escape!"

　She knew that today was her only chance—the only chance to take her home back!

　""

　At this time, the Danzhou army had already arrived in front of the Howling Castle in the storm. The wizards formed an array and began to play the strings towards the gate.

　"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

　Fiery bolts of fire struck the gate repeatedly, each time causing the castle's crumbling silhouette in the wind to tremble even more.

　Doreen clenched her fists, and a dark string array lit up in the air, the dark strings playing frantically.

　Just as she

　When he was about to release it, a flash of golden light passed before his eyes.

　——Golden vertical pupils.

　Time seemed to stop at this moment. As the Prison Ox quickly flew across the terrace of Howling Castle, Doreen's face was clearly reflected in the dragon's eyes.

　The moment she brushed past a Jiedushi, it seemed as if the fear of the whole world rushed towards her, causing a rare look of fear to appear on Doreen's face.

　The next second, a golden light burst out, instantly tearing the terrace of Howling Castle into countless pieces.

　"boom!"

　At the same time, the Danzhou army broke open the gate of Howling Fort, and the fully armed soldiers rushed into the gate and began to attack the interior of Howling Fort.

　""

　Inside the throne room, Doreen stumbled out of the black vortex and fell to her knees.

　She stopped the Holy Knight who was trying to help her up and slowly stood up, breathing deeply.

　The moment she brushed past Qiuniu, she thought she was going to die.

　But Qiuniu did not take any action.

　With her own weight, Doreen knew that even if she could maintain a stable position at the Dragon King level after releasing her madness, she would definitely not be a match for Qiuniu.

　It was a dragon, and dragons kill their prey without mercy. It only took a moment to break her neck.

　But Qiuniu didn't do anything - why? He could have done it.

　""

　"We need to head to the Netherworld," Doreen murmured. "Let's go and gather the Danzhou branch first. Perhaps it's time to retreat back into the shadows..."

　"Do your will."

　On the side, two Black Dragon Society wizards raised their elderwood staffs and repeatedly knocked on the ground, making disturbing syllables.

　A vortex of black energy rose from the ground and slowly formed a door, inside which was the pitch-black underworld.

　"Go to the Three Lives Stone," Doreen whispered, "We need to start from history..."

　Before she could finish, two bloody balls were thrown out from the door.

　Doreen looked closely and found that they were a bull's head and a horse's head.

　Those belong to the judges of the Three Lives Stone, Ox-Head and Horse-Face!

　Were they... killed...? Doreen's heart skipped a beat as she saw a dark silhouette walk out of an unknown door.

　It's the ancient dragon hunter.

　The moment the lance-wielding knight entered the throne room, an extreme cold enveloped the entire room. Ice-blue flames spurted wildly from the cracks in his pitch-black armor, clearly concluding a fierce battle.

　"Po'erses Xia..." Dorin frowned, "You...actually reached the Three Lives Stone...?"

　"The history of the Ice Dragon family being swallowed up is not contained in that stone," the Ancient Dragon Hunter murmured softly, "It seems that I will have to visit your gods soon."

　"In front of the Dragon Lord, even you are just a scum." Doreen's face twisted slightly. "You can try to kill me, but you can't kill the unknown hidden in the shadows of history!"

　"I don't desire to kill the unknown," said the ancient dragon hunter, "I simply want to sink you into the unknown as well."

　"call--"

　He raised his lance forward, and ice-blue flames flickered around the tip of the lance.

　The next second, all the Holy Knights in the room sprang into action. They drew their swords, burning with black flames, and slashed at the Ancient Dragon Hunter from different directions.

　"Boom boom boom——"

　Ice-blue circular flames exploded repeatedly, and in an instant, pieces of flesh flew everywhere, and the bodies of the holy knights turned into countless fine ice fragments and scattered all over the ground.

　Mere seconds later, Doreen DuBois was the only one left in the throne room.

　"Give me the scroll." Gu Longshou stretched out his hand.

　"If you want it, come and get it yourself."

　Doreen opened her arms, her pupils changed from gold to scarlet, and a violent black airflow swept out along her tattoo and flowed across the room.

　She released the extraordinary power in her body and prepared to fight to the death with the ancient dragon hunter!

　Just as she was about to attack, a black vortex appeared silently behind her.

　Then, a silver light dragged along the icy blue light—

　"bass--"

　"Pfft!"

　Doreen felt a sharp pain in her shoulder. She struggled to turn her head and met a pair of ice-blue vertical pupils.

　Vivian Xia! The last descendant of the Ice Dragon family!

　She saw the girl's angry face, and saw the rage flashing in her beautiful ice-blue vertical pupils that almost shattered a person's sanity.

　"I got you..." Vivian yelled, "You murderer!"

Chapter 419: When the Death Bell Tolls (Part 7) -4k- (Double Update in One)

　"Uhhhhhh!"

　As the blade bit by bit cut into her shoulder, Doreen let out a sharp scream.

　Her hands were shaking wildly, and the tattoos on them kept trembling, as if countless maggots were crawling under her skin.

　Seeing this, Vivian continued to press the blade down, causing the ice flame to rise wildly above the blade.

　"Zizzizi!"

　"Ahhhhhhh!" Doreen screamed. She never thought that she would be suppressed to this extent by two ice dragons.

　She desperately drove the unknown power, and black characters continued to emerge in the air, as if to swallow the girl behind her.

　But every time those characters emerged, the Ancient Dragon Hunter would drive the ice flame and devour them accurately.

　The ice flame and the unknown devoured each other. This was the battle between the ice dragon and the black dragon forces, which reappeared in Yan Xia after so many years!

　"Ahem

　Uh...ah...! Ah..."

　Doreen's pupils grew increasingly scarlet, and thin cracks began to spread along her neck toward her body, like inky tributaries.

　The tattoo on her arm spun faster and faster, until it almost erased a blurry halo.

　"Vivian!" Ancient Dragon Hunter suddenly shouted, "Get out of the way!"

　He suddenly threw the spear in his hand, and at the same time, Vivian dodged to the side—

　"boom----"

　The whistling icy blue pierced Doreen Dubois's body and pinned her against the wall at the other end of the throne room.

　The next second, Doreen's arms exploded, and black miasma gushed out, quickly engulfing the entire throne room.

　The surging air current pushed Vivian to her knees, as if a huge weight of tens of millions of tons was hitting her head.

　Amidst the pitch-black turbulence, a figure flashed before Vivian and thrust its spear towards the ground.

　"clang!"

　The ice-blue halo exploded, separating the dark air currents.

　"Stand up," said the ancient dragon hunter, "Dragons don't kneel."

　Vivian stood up with difficulty. She could feel that the space around her was changing - the dimensions were being torn apart and reorganized.

　In the blink of an eye, she found herself once again in the unknown realm of the underworld.

　The dark turbulence dissipated, and Vivian looked not far away and saw Doreen Dubois hanging in the air.

　She had lost both arms, and new membrane wings stretched out from the broken arms, with mucus flowing between the translucent membrane wings; her skull was shattered, and black light poured out from her brain, turning into two twisted horns; her ribs broke out of her chest, growing like sharp claws, opening and closing, and her heart in her chest was wrapped in a ball of transparent substance; a long dragon tail spread out in the sticky liquid, and black flames burned between the new scales.

　It was a sign of the supernatural spiraling out of control—Doreen DuBois was becoming a dragon.

　The moment her eyes met hers, Vivian felt a surge of extraordinary essence, causing her to squint subconsciously.

　But Gu Longshou took two steps forward and shook the ground with his long spear.

　"You're not a dragon," he whispered. "You're not even human."

　"Hoohoo!"

　Dorin flapped her membrane wings fiercely, transforming into a pitch-black whirlwind and attacking, while the ancient dragon hunter swung his long spear fiercely -

　"clang!"

　It was clearly the edge of the whirlwind that collided, yet there was a sound like metal! The black whirlwind was knocked sideways, and the ancient dragon hunter slid back two meters.

　"She was blessed by the Nine Sons," said Gu Longshou, "or to be more precise, by the Chiwen."

　"Chiwen is the governor behind the Black Dragon Society?" Vivian frowned.

　"And there's Jiaozi," Ancient Dragon Hunter swung his spear. "The nine sons of the dragon are four good and four evil. The Qiuniu standing at the top is responsible for the balance."

　As he said this, the ancient dragon hunter looked up at the dark sky, only to see Doreen whirling and spinning in the sky. Suddenly, four tentacle-like substances broke out from her back, and the tails were dragging a bony structure similar to a dragon claw.

　"She's trying to destroy us with an erasure ritual," Ancient Dragon Hunter whispered, "Before that happens, we need to destroy him."

　He reached out and grabbed a brilliant ice-blue string.

　"I will create a truth that will shatter her, but this will take time. Even though erasing the unknown is the mission of truth, you need to cut off her wings and nail her to the ground."

　"Now, go ahead."

　After Gu Longshu finished speaking, he began to chant the dragon's language, and the icy blue around him began to gather.

　At the same time, Doreen flapped her wings and came roaring from the sky, not giving Vivian any chance to think.

　"Alright alright."

　Vivian gritted her teeth, drew her silver sword, bent her knees slightly, and then suddenly shot towards the sky—

　"boom!"

　She flew towards Dorin, dragging ice-blue flames, and waves of ice-blue flames surged on the silver blade.