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

　Looking at the colorful rays of light gushing into the clouds, she closed her eyes and murmured softly:

　"The black dragon has finally fallen."

　"And how many demons and monsters will your remains nourish...?"

　Beside her, a man in military uniform looked into the distance with a serious expression.

　"Coach, what do you think?" he murmured in a low voice.

　"I need to see the Saint," the old man whispered, "and...it's time to send our fleet to sea."

　""

　At the same time, at the bottom of the abyss.

　Xingmo saw the moon dust slowly falling to the ground, and the blue in her pupils was as bright as stars.

　Behind him, six pale blue wings made of stars slowly unfolded.

　"You will come to the appointment, right?" Yuechen slowly extended his hand towards Xingmo, "For the truth, and for our common destiny..."

　He approached Xingmo step by step, as if he wanted to touch Xingmo.

　At this moment, a low roar was heard:

　"Haha!"

　Yuechen turned around and reached out to grab the silver sword that was coming from the air.

　He looked directly at the blue-eyed girl holding the sword, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly:

　"To open the Dragon Gate, we need a sacrifice..." He smiled at the ferocious-looking Vivian, "Little Ice Dragon... your bloodline is very suitable."

　As he said this, he snapped his fingers, and a dark vortex rose from the ground and turned into a door.

　The next second, Yuechen's claws stabbed out and fiercely strangled Vivian's throat:

　"Uh..."

　Vivian struggled desperately, trying to break free from Yuechen's iron claws, but she, who was usually extremely strong, could not use any strength at this moment.

　She could only watch herself getting closer and closer to the door... closer and closer...

　At this moment, a silent black wind came, breaking the silent air——

　"Pfft!"

　The black sword pierced Yuechen's chest at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and blood spurted out.

　He turned his head and saw Perses staring at him expressionlessly, with a crazy light burning in his ice-blue vertical pupils.

　"You...?" Yue Chen seemed a little amused, "Do you really think you can..."

　The next second, sword lights flashed continuously, and Yuechen's two arms flew out.

　Only then did Xing Mo see clearly how Gu Longshou swung his sword - under the torn black suit, ice-blue lines spread on the skin of his arms.

　He was still overloading the supernatural source and directly applying it to the chopping.

　This is a sword technique that overdraws life.

　Coupled with Poerses' extremely precise and swift swordsmanship, he cut off the arms of an angel with two swords!

　"!"

　Vivian fell to the ground and looked up, just in time to see Perseth looking back.

　"Escape." She read the words that Perses had mouthed.

　The next second, Perses thrust the sword into Yuechen's abdomen. Ice-blue flames burst out, pushing Yuechen into the dark vortex.

　"elder brother!"

　Vivian lost her voice and reached out her hand, but only caught a wisp of empty black smoke.

　"Buzzing..."

　The vortex expanded rapidly, swallowed up the ice flame, and then disappeared.

　At the same time, green light disintegrated the pitch-black barrier. Aurora descended from the sky and waved her hand toward the place where the black mist disappeared.

　"boom----"

　The emerald green light hit the darkness, immediately dispersed, and pierced into the void.

　"He ran away," the little evil god muttered, "Unknown is so convenient, I almost prevented him."

　Aurora squatted down, put her hands on Xingmo's shoulders, and looked down at her:

　"Are you okay?"

　"It's okay," Xing Mo nodded. "He...raised that Skeleton Gate?"

　"I can feel it too. The power of the Abyss of Eternal Darkness has surged forth," Aurora nodded. "That kind of power is difficult to handle... Looks like we won't have any vacation time next year?"

　""

　Xing Mo turned her head slightly and looked at Vivian beside her.

　The girl was still kneeling there, staring blankly at the place where Yuechen and Poerses disappeared, her eyes a little dazed.

　On the side, Alice gently squatted down and hugged the dazed girl from behind.

　"Vivian..."

　"I'm fine..." Vivian murmured, "But... I didn't expect..."

　"...I actually...called him brother..."

　...END...

Chapter 431 ScaleSeeker

　The academic city of Academi.

　On a sea cliff on the edge of East City, Miriam Phillips placed a globe-shaped occult instrument on a table and tapped it with her wand.

　As the starlight dimly lit up, the astronomical instrument began to spin, projecting golden symbols around it.

　"Let me see... the vapor pollution index... has dropped 5.2 percent compared to last week," the girl nodded thoughtfully. "It seems Dad's purifier is working..."

　She observed again

　Suddenly, golden stars flashed across her lake-blue eyes, causing her to look up immediately.

　"!"

　Miriam looked towards the sea in the east. At the end of the horizon, she felt a surge of spiritual energy rising.

　She lowered her head and quickly adjusted the small ball on the instrument, while constantly reading the newly emerging mystical symbols.

　"Spiritual Storm... Level 32...? The limits of reality have been breached twice, right? What's so violent..."

　Miriam pinched her chest with her hands, her eyes froze for a moment, and then she stuck out her tongue.

　"Oh...it was Xiaomo and his gang who made the noise. That's normal."

　She clapped her hands, put the device into her backpack, and immediately took out a small phone and put it to her ear:

　"Angelica, lend us some people, we should get to work!"

　After saying that, she skipped down the hill like a girl going to school.

　Bottom of the abyss.

　After recovering from the shock, Xing Mo stretched out his body, releasing the accumulated fatigue in his body.

　She returned her gaze to the scene before her: the dead dragon gradually disintegrated on the pale earth, the dragon's skeleton and the gray ground almost blending into one, unable to distinguish one from the other.

　The fall of a god.

　For Xingmo, this was her second time killing a god. When the spear of fate pierced Serena's chest, she felt no extra emotion. And this time, when the Dragon Lord disappeared before her eyes, this indifference remained.

　A god. If it were her in the past, the title of god would be something she would never be able to achieve in her life.

　Ever since a certain little evil god entered our lives, the number of sorcerers dealing with the gods has increased...

　Xing Mo sighed helplessly, looking at the black dragon corpse lying on the ground, and recalled the past of the Dragon Lord that she had witnessed.

　"Perhaps this is the end of your suffering..." Xingmo murmured softly, "The shadow of the Dark Moon Dragon..."

　The Dragon Lord... in the final analysis, is nothing more than a fragment split apart after the fall of the Dark Moon Dragon. Even if he possesses some of the characteristics that the ancient dragon once had, he is ultimately an unrecognized shadow.

　Unlike the invisible mist that settled in the Cursed River and gradually transformed into the world's haze, the Dragon Lord never harbored ambitions for expansion, nor did he grant his power to his followers, thereby causing disaster. His solitude within the abyss, his awakening, and his ultimate madness, were all caused by the external world's attempts to drain his power.

　He went mad in the midst of human greed and ultimately met his own destruction.

　At least now, He rests in peace.

　""

　Xing Mo slowly walked to the huge pale skeleton of the Dragon Lord, watching the lines that were gradually dissolving with the wind and sand.

　Aurora walked over to Xingmo and watched with her.

　"Another god has been buried." Aurora said softly.

　Xingmo gently placed her hands on Aurora's shoulders and squeezed them.

　"I could have stopped him," Xingmo said, "but at that time... the threads of fate bound me."

　"It's not your fault." Aurora shook her head slightly.

　"I know," Xing Mo smiled. "Before, the Goddess's thread of fate has never acted on me directly like this. It usually arranges and influences me indirectly, making things go differently than before."

　"But this time, the thread of fate directly bound me, preventing me from interfering with Yuechen's pursuit of the unknown."

　"This means... simply arranging cause and effect is no longer enough to stop me. If you want to control me now, you'll need more direct, more macro-level methods."

　"This shows that we have made great progress on the road to breaking fate."

　Xingmo turned her head and smiled at Aurora, which surprised the little evil god.

　She had thought the little saint would sink into a state of faint pessimism... just like before... feeling powerless because of being bound by fate...

　But she wasn't pessimistic at all. Although she was controlled by fate, she still found evidence of her own progress and used it as motivation...

　This is the most charming thing about the little saint... that determination to keep moving forward...

　Thinking of this, Aurora smiled gently, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Xingmo on the cheek.

　Xingmo's cheeks flushed slightly, and she immediately squeezed Aurora's shoulders.

　"...Is this someone else's grave?"

　"But it's not yours or mine." Aurora put her hands behind her back, looked up and smiled slightly.

　Xing Mo spread his hands helplessly and shook his head slightly at the dragon's corpse.

　"It should be getting busy outside, right? If the skeleton gate Yuechen mentioned rises, perhaps all the forces of the world will be drawn in."

　"You guessed right. The children in the Sacred Forest told me that Messina has already sent out a fleet." Aurora muttered.

　"Messina is really fast," Xingmo stuck out her tongue, "So what should we do next?"

　"Let's go back and wait and see what happens," Aurora said calmly. "From my perspective, a secret like the Corpse Gate, hidden deep within history, can't be easily taken away. Even Moondust, who has obtained the complete String of Truth, wouldn't be able to enter so easily."

　"Ah."

　Just as Xing Mo was about to turn around to check on Vivian's condition, he suddenly discovered that the Dragon Lord's gradually disintegrating wreckage gradually revealed...

　A faint ray of light,

　"Ok?"

　She bent down and saw colorful lights and shadows flashing in the dark dust formed by the Dragon Lord's neck.

　Xingmo waved his magic wand, the dust disintegrated, and the relic below was slightly suspended.

　"This is...!" Xing Mo was slightly surprised.

　There is no doubt that what appeared before her was a reverse scale!

　The Dragon Lord's reverse scale!

　"Oh my god..." Aurora's mouth dropped open in shock. "Little Saint, are you some kind of fleecing god? How could something like this even be left behind...?"

　Normally, after a deity falls, it will crumble into dust, leaving only valuable debris. As for where these debris belong, it is generally completely random.