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

Xingmo closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the world turned gray and white. A dark track rose from the center of the hall and passed through the big hole in the ceiling.

He can't get far.

Thinking of this, Xingmo waved his wand and prepared to chase Austin.

But at this moment, a whistling sound came from behind——

"call--"

Xing Mo suddenly turned his head to avoid the spear flying from the gate.

She focused her eyes and saw a tall man in a formal suit leading a group of yellow-robed wizards rushing into the banquet hall and surrounding Xingmo and his group.

"Well, well, well," the tall man clapped his hands. "It's been a wonderful fight, and now, it's time to end it."

The wizards drew their wands one after another, and rays of light of different colors lit up, aiming at Xingmo.

"How is it possible..." Alice murmured, "The Church should have surrounded this place long ago..."

"The church's ants died long ago," the man smiled. "Under the power of the 'Song of Death', they are nothing more than sacks that can be easily torn apart..."

The man paused, then bowed gracefully to Xingmo:

"Let me introduce myself. I am Argus, the 'Immortal'."

Argus...? Where have I heard this name before? Xingmo thought carefully, and the scene of that night emerged in her mind -

——Competitive eating competition!

Yes! This guy was Aurora's rival back then!

The reward for the competitive eating contest is a ticket to Prince Austin’s birthday party!

"You've noticed, very good." Argus smiled. "That subordinate of yours was very foolish. We only sent a few people to persuade her, but she actually came to participate in the competition and took the invitation..."

So that's how it is... Prince Austin deliberately gave that invitation to Aurora...

As expected, the prince had long discovered that I was a servant of the "Tree of Life" and that I was tracking down the "Steam Man", so he secretly infiltrated the people around me and tried to lure me into the trap.

However, they didn't expect that the "subordinate of Xingmo" whom they had infiltrated and persuaded to eat and drink for free was actually the real evil god...

I wonder how Prince Austin would feel if he knew this.

Xing Mo paused for a moment, then whispered:

"What is your purpose?"

"Purpose?" Argus smiled slightly. "This is a multiple-choice question."

"Or, cut off your hand and give it to me. I only want the mark on it."

"Or... I'll cut the hand off your corpse, and before that, you'll suffer a more tragic fate."

As Argus spoke, his eyes focused, and golden sand flowed out from under his robe, forming a golden-bronze armor on his body.

The jackal mask condensed on his head, and a genuine "Immortal" stood in front of Xingmo.

Do you need the mark on my hand? It seems that just as Aurora said, Prince Austin is trying to seize the power of "Life".

Is this his purpose?

Then there is nothing more to say.

"I don't choose either." Xing Mo smiled faintly.

All the yellow-robed wizards immediately became alert. The "Immortal" Argus snorted coldly and condensed a long spear of sand in his hand.

"You are a weakling, servant."

"Let's wait and see." Xing Mo said in a low voice.

Golden light emerged from her eyes, golden light like lava.

Alice tried to stand up and help, but her spiritual power had been exhausted by the "Words of the Herald Bird".

She was still holding Vivian in her arms - Vivian who was seriously injured.

"Schoolgirl! You..."

"Don't worry, Senior Sister," Xingmo said, "It's just a minor inconvenience."

She turned her head and winked at Alice with a playful smile on her face.

When her gaze fell on the Immortal Argus again, the sparks in her eyes had already reached an extreme heat.

At this point, there is no need to hide your strength.

Xingmo waved her magic wand, a melodious melody sounded, and the five strings lit up!

In the blazing fire, Xing Mo murmured softly:

"Five-string magic, 'Power of the Fire Spirit'."

7) Red Epiphyllum (Part 11) -4k chapter-

"Om-"

Light golden flames burst out from Xingmo's dress, swirling around her body and blowing up her long jet-black hair.

Her eyes instantly turned into pure gold, and her scorching gaze made the yellow-robed wizards subconsciously step back.

"Quick! Attack her!" Argus roared.

The next second, countless rays of light of different colors lit up from different directions and hit Xingmo.

But without exception, those attacks were engulfed by the pale golden flames around Xingmo, like moths to a flame, or like ants trying to shake a tree.

Xing Mo calmly admired the expressions on the wizards' faces. When she played this magic, all her emotions were restrained, and there was only indifference as she looked down at the world from the clouds.

Then, she waved her wand and drew a sun in front of her—

——The illusory, golden sun!

"Buzzing—"

At this moment, something seemed to have changed in the space - it was a change in the laws, something completely escaped everyone's control and condensed in someone's hands.

That person was Xing Mo.

The power of the "Flame Spirit Authority" is very simple - that is to completely master the authority of the "Fire String" in a short period of time.

As long as Xingmo plays this five-string magic, she will be the only one who is the master of fire on the battlefield.

"Buzzing—"

Several yellow-robed wizards raised their staffs again. Their affinity string was fire, so they naturally tried to condense a raging fire to attack Xingmo.

However, when their wands touched the fire strings in the air, the fire strings in turn burned their wands -

"Ahhhhh!!"

Amidst the screams, Xingmo took a step forward, his body overlapping with the illusory golden sun.

She stared directly at the Immortal opposite her—Argus, who was slowly retreating, his eyes behind the jackal mask emitting a sense of fear and dread.

The "Immortal" is Huo Xian's friend, so at this moment, he is like an ant in front of Xing Mo.

"Impossible, you..."

Argus wanted to turn around and run away, but looking at the illusory sun overlapping Xingmo's upper body, he knew he had no chance of winning.

How is this possible? This is the "Authority of the Fire Spirit"! The power of the Sun God!

Normally, even wizards who have reached the fifth string find it difficult to use such power - it requires not only an affinity with the fire string, but also powerful spiritual power and a certain degree of divinity, which are innate.

Looking across the entire Citadel... no, looking across the entire Vista continent, Argus only knew of one person who could use such a special five-string magic - that was the supreme "Golden King"!

No... there's one more person... Yes! There's one more person!

But he is obviously dead!

"Could it be that..."

Argus wanted to open his mouth, but the next second, Xingmo stretched out his wand towards him, and brilliant golden light rippled in the air.

Countless moths made of flames flew out from the illusory sun behind Xingmo and swarmed towards Argus.

"No!"

Argus quickly spun the sand gun in his hand, but the fire moths melted the gun the moment they came into contact with it, and then swept over Argus like a wave.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Argus let out a heart-wrenching scream. He wanted to use the power of fire to fight back, but when his hand grabbed a fire string, the fire string directly melted his gauntlet and burned his flesh.

"..."

Xingmo waved her wand calmly, like a conductor on stage, directing the flames to sweep across the hall.

When she turned around, the flames followed her; when she paused and swung the staff, the flames suddenly splashed in all directions like fireworks in the night.

The pale golden flames suddenly transformed into a swarm of moths, then condensed into a soaring dragon, then transformed into a bird with spread wings. They were shaped by Xingmo's will, becoming whatever she desired, and then stabbed at the enemies according to her will.

Alice stared blankly at the scene in front of her. She looked at the schoolmate surrounded by the golden sun, the golden flames enslaved by her, and her posture when waving her wand.

For a moment, the name almost came out of his throat.

But she just silently hugged Vivian in her arms, biting her lips, without saying a word.

"..."

As the last scream faded away, Xingmo swung his wand, and golden sparks burst out.

In front of her, all the yellow-robed wizards fell to the ground, unconscious - Xingmo spared their lives for later interrogation.

As for the Immortal Argus, he was kneeling on the ground. The brass armor on his body melted and solidified, turning him into a kneeling statue.

Xingmo slowly walked up to him, raised her wand, and tapped his forehead—

"Ah ah ah ah ah..."

Argus screamed—the tip of the Star Foam Wand released such high temperature that it made his vision go black.

A few seconds later, he passed out and knelt there with his head drooping.

"..."

Xing Mo turned around and looked at Senior Alice, nodded at her, with only indifference in her golden eyes.

Then, Xingmo snapped his fingers, and feathers of blazing fire surrounded him—

"boom--"

She shot upward, out of the hole in the ceiling and out of the hall.

"..."

Alice looked silently at the place where Xingmo disappeared, still speechless.

......

"The night is always as tempting as fine wine."

Prince Austin opened his arms and flew around the entire manor surrounded by black fog.

He watched with satisfaction what was happening below: in the marketplace, the fools exploded one by one and turned into black mist; in the garden, gentlemen and ladies fell to the ground screaming and spewing black smoke.

When Prince Austin passed by, the black mist flew upwards and gathered around him.

He was flying under the auspices of the "Song of Death". Soon, the entire manor would become his sacrifice and turn into pure "anti-life elements".

They say it's a "curse," but it's not.

This is a gift, a gift from the Golden Sun, a gift from the Invisible Mist.

That's right, the source of the "anti-life elements" is indeed the negative energy of the workers, the pure pain born from life, and the twisted and blasphemous power.

But isn't that what life is all about? They are born to suffer, so suffering becomes the cradle of life.

Simply extracting the "anti-life elements" from their bodies was very slow, so Prince Austin returned these extracted black gifts to them and the people of the academy.

Only suffering is the breeding ground for life. As long as those "gifted" people live one day, they are contributing to the concentration of "anti-life elements."

And now, the time for harvest has arrived.

Sufficiently dense "anti-life elements" gathered in this manor, and this manor had long been arranged into an altar.