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

　For example, Saint Nero, the angel of winter, left behind a few ribs.

　For a giant like the Dragon Lord, anything is possible: a thorn on the tail, the membrane of the wing, or even a small piece of scale.

　But what was left behind was the reverse scale, an organ that is extremely precious to Dragon Tears.

　""

　Xing Mo picked up the reverse scale and felt the rich extraordinary essence flowing on it with mixed emotions.

　"How should I deal with this..." Xingmo murmured.

　The sudden good thing made Xingmo a little unsure how to accept it.

　Aurora blinked and said:

　"Anyway, we can't give it to Vivian. This reverse scale belongs to the Dragon Lord. Swallowing it would be quite risky. If anything goes wrong, it would be difficult to recover it."

　"Then..." Xing Mo frowned, "Leave it to Miss Perlis?"

　"Not that I can't. Anyway, I really like tinkering with all kinds of things in this world, doing a lot of research and stuff." Aurora stretched lazily. "If you give it to me, maybe I can come up with something fancy for you."

　That's decided then... I'll hand this reverse scale over to Miss Perlis and let her see how to deal with it best.

　Thinking of this, Xingmo turned around and looked at Vivian.

　Vivian stood up with Alice's support. Her wounds had basically healed with Alice's help, but her face still looked a little lost.

　Was it because Gu Longshu finally saved her? Xing Mo had no way of knowing.

　But she knew that there were some things that she shouldn't ask too much about - let Vivian digest it herself.

　"Let's go," Xingmo walked up to Vivian and Alice, "I can feel that this place will collapse soon. The microscopic world is not so easy to live in."

　"it is good."

　Vivian nodded, then turned to look at a pool of blood in the distance.

　The bloodstains should belong to Ya Zi. He must have been defeated in the battle with the ancient dragon hunter. Vivian didn't expect that he could escape.

　Well, no matter what, we will meet each other eventually.

　Vivian witnessed the battle with her own eyes. She saw him burn his own life as fuel to cut off Yuechen's arms - he should have fought Jiaozi in the same way before, right? When she saw Vivian falling from the sky.

　He is obviously a madman who kills without blinking an eye, but he is willing to sacrifice his life to protect Vivian.

　Is it just family, or is he trying to make amends?

　Suddenly, Weiwei's mind echoed the ancient saying of Yanxia:

　The dragon has reverse scales, which will kill you if you touch it.

　"...Let's go, let's go."

　Vivian stretched out her hand, imitating her brother, and a very unstable string of truth blossomed in her hand.

　She squeezed lightly, and the icy blue light turned into a door, spreading rapidly and engulfing everyone in the venue.

　In the darkness, Perses fell to his knees, breathing in and out repeatedly.

　He leaned on the black sword, and for the two hundredth time, he swung the black sword towards the moon dust in front of him.

　“Huchi——”

　"Oh!"

　For the two hundredth time, Perses was knocked to the ground again, without even a chance to fight back.

　Not far away, Yuechen was floating in the darkness, with the six ice-blue wings behind him flashing with ghost-like light.

　"Perses Xia, the ancient bloodline in you is very strong. If we were to return to the era when the Ice Flame Legion was at its peak... even the most powerful disqualified ones would be inferior to you..."

　"But do you truly understand who you're facing?" Yuechen bent down, the icy blue in his eyes as chilling as will-o'-the-wisp. "They call you a genius seen once in a millennium... but after awakening, I hold the ultimate power and authority over a millennium. Only one being under the entire starry sky has the chance to pierce my heart... Do you think that person will be you?"

　Poerseth did not respond to Yuechen's whisper. He stood up again, the ice-blue cracks on his body flickered more and more, and the extraordinary source began to burn on his body surface.

　He growled and slashed at Yuechen with his sword again—

　"boom--"

　"Oh!"

　For the 201st time, Poerseth flew out, knelt in the darkness, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

　The blood was mixed with a faint blue, indicating that his extraordinary essence and blood circulation had become disordered, and the next step was to reach the limit.

　"Actually, you don't have to be so obsessed with killing me..." Yuechen smiled faintly, "I know... there are two things you desire in your life... and I may be able to help you accomplish them..."

　Poerseth didn't answer Yuechen, but for the first time, he didn't attack directly after resuming driving.

　Seeing this, Yuechen smiled and said

　Road:

　"First... you long for the history of the Ice Dragon family to return to the real world, allowing the world to remember them and to know the numerous crimes committed by the former Danzhou Prefecture..."

　"Those memories were hidden among the Dragon Lord's scales. More precisely, they were hidden among the concepts He devoured. Now, those concepts have all risen to the real world and become part of the Skeleton Gate."

　"As long as you can open the Gate of Corpses, the forgotten history will be able to return to the world, and your goal will naturally be achieved..."

　"But the price is... Opening the Dragon Gate requires the pure blood of the Ice Dragon's descendants. Another reason the Black Dragon destroyed the Ice Dragon lineage is that they want to control the pure blood that can open the Dragon Gate..."

　"...your sister, Vivian Xia."

　"The reason I didn't choose you is because you are too powerful, too uncontrollable, to be a sacrifice at the mercy of others. Your soul is too transcendent. No chains, worldly or esoteric, can bind you or make you submit..."

　Hearing this, Perses spoke for the first time:

　"Since you knew everything, why did you let Vivian escape from you?"

　"Because I have you," Yuechen smiled. "Now, let's talk about your second desire... Ah, what a vain desire that is. You once climbed to the top of Junshan Mountain, where you visited the ancient temple and saw the ancient language left by the Ice Dragon Emperor..."

　Upon hearing this, Perses' pupils were slightly startled, and his face became unusually serious.

　He stared at Yuechen intently, his ice-blue vertical pupils shrinking slightly.

　"What do you want to say?"

　"You long for the continuation of your family line," Yuechen's eyes flashed with cunning, "What if I say... I can make this a reality?"

　"Think about it... you should know who you're talking to. It shouldn't be that hard for me, right?"

　"You don't have to pay much... only..."

　"...just you."

　""

　Yuechen's words echoed in the ancient space like the echo of a bell, repeatedly beating on Poerseth's heart.

　His sword-holding hand trembled slightly for the first time, and the ice-blue lines that appeared due to the extraordinary overload gradually disappeared.

　Was it because his strength had been drained to a critical point, or was he simply tired?

　""

　After a long time, Perses loosened his hand, and the pitch-black sword fell to the ground with a clang.

　Yuechen chuckled and opened his ice-blue vertical pupils:

　"Now, pay your respects to your king..."

Chapter 432: Seeking Scales (Part 2) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　After returning to Xiaose Town, it had already been taken over by the Danzhou army.

　Afterwards, Xing Mo learned that when they were fighting the Dragon Lord in the Abyss of Eternal Darkness, Ya Zi's army invaded Xiaose Town and quickly took over it.

　But just as they were about to follow Ya Zi's footsteps into the abyss, Qiu Niu immediately drove the Danzhou army to launch a full-scale attack on Xiaose Town, and personally went into battle, winning the battle with lightning speed.

　After Ya Zi took the initiative to attack Xiaose Town, Qiu Niu, as the current governor of Danzhou, naturally had the right to self-defense.

　Therefore, his actions were considered a "legitimate counterattack" by Renyantang, and support was sent from Lidu.

　Ya Zi's fleet has retreated back to the sea and is heading towards the East China Sea to join Chi Wen's fleet.

　Now it seems that we really have to thank Qiuniu for his quick support. The battle with the Dragon Lord under the abyss was already tricky. The addition of Jiaozi was already difficult enough. If there were a few more servants brought by him, the balance of the battle might become unpredictable during the prolonged battle.

　These thousand-year-old foxes are really good at predicting things.

　""

　In a restaurant in Xiaose Town, the tired Xing Mo and his group sat down and enjoyed a light meal.

　Having just been through a battle, the meal wasn't particularly sumptuous: soft beef stewed with potatoes, a pot of carrot and meat soup, and a large pot of freshly cooked rice...

　Well, two meat dishes are actually quite rich!

　Xing Mo enjoyed the meal. To be honest, after a busy day, eating such a meal, he felt like he was ascending into heaven.

　Xingmo's body, which was a little tired from overdrawing her spiritual body, soon softened as she ate soft potatoes and beef with rice and drank radish soup that was less salty but tasted sweet from time to time.

　"call..."

　She blew on her soup and looked across the table at Vivian, only to find that Little Dragon Girl was lying on Alice's lap, fast asleep.

　"She's so tired," Alice shook her head helplessly, "both physically and mentally."

　"Ancient Dragon Hunter must be very troubled for her," Xing Mo expressed her understanding. "If he fights Yuechen alone... it's very likely to end badly..."

　Who knows what will become of Perses Xia? But no matter what, at least he has paid the price for the path he has taken.

　"What are you going to do next?" Alice asked.

　"After dinner, I'll go find Qiuniu and ask him about the Gate of Corpses," Xingmo took a sip of soup. "Senior Alice, please help me send a message to the other side.

　Well, if the Corpse Gate raises the sea level, the Citadel will have to do something, after all, we don't know what impact it will have."

　"No problem," Alice put down her chopsticks and bowl, "I'll go right away..."

　Before she could finish, a faint golden light lit up from Xingmo's chest and immediately transformed into a little bird in the air:

　"Xiaomo Xiaomo, open the door! Open the door!"

　Is that... Miriam's voice...?

　The corner of Xingmo's mouth twitched slightly, and then he took out the source of the bird - the silver whistle given by Miss Perlis.

　She blew the whistle gently, and starlight gushed out, quickly turning into a door in the air.

　Miriam jumped out of the door, landed on the ground, and turned lightly.

　"Wow! My spiritual energy is so depleted," she fanned herself with her hands as soon as she landed, "Xiaomo! Long time no see!"

　"what..."

　Seeing this scene, Xingmo felt a little petrified.

　You... have this trick?

　Miriam seemed to be amused by Xingmo's expression. She smiled slightly and rushed over.

　"Hey! Give me a hug!"

　Xing Mo immediately stood up, caught Miriam who was rushing towards him, and patted her back helplessly.

　"You can also teleport, Miriam..."

　"That little whistle has established a strong enough connection between us!" Miriam let go of Xingmo, smiled, and pinched her cheek. "Well, well, has your life been pretty thrilling lately?"

　"You already know?" Xing Mo raised her eyebrows.

　"The entire Vista continent knows about the gate rising from the vast ocean in the Far East. High-level supernatural powers from all nations have begun observing it. Messina's messenger, the Empire's Immortal Division... and Falu's fire dragon seems to be heading this way as well."

　"Is Bahamut here?" Xingmo thought thoughtfully.

　From the history she knew, the Fire Dragon's ancestor Yan Zun was defeated in the battle with the Ice Dragon Emperor, and the Fire Dragon had to leave his homeland.

　Now...Dragon King Bahamut is going to fly back to Yan Xia, this is really a pretty exciting thing.

　I don’t know how the major forces in Yanxia will deal with this matter.

　Miriam pulled a chair over and sat down lightly, then waved to the resentful Aurora beside her.

　"Hello, little tree."

　"Hello!" Aurora said a little forcefully, "Next time you want to hold the little saint, you'll need approval, understand?"

　"Okay, okay~" Miriam blinked. "You... um, you probably killed a big one a while ago, right? Tell me about it. The White Tower's Extraordinary Department needs some records."