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

　"According to Father's will, the Golden Sun uses its gravity to pull the Red Moon. It is only a matter of time before it is completely contaminated, and that time has already arrived."

　The girl stretched out her hand and gently stroked the golden threads floating in the air, her light golden eyes flickering slightly.

　"He has long been prepared to die, but death is never the most terrifying thing. I don't want to see him become a puppet of the red moon."

　"So you're going to kill Him?" The dragon's voice sank.

　As if hearing the hint of fear in the dragon's voice, the girl reached out and gently stroked the dragon's jaw.

　"I have my own plans," she whispered, her white jade feet no longer swaying. "My father taught me how to chart my own destiny. I've seen where it's headed, and it's a scarlet future."

　"I don't want that kind of future to happen to me, or to you."

　As she spoke, she jumped off the swing, stepped on the soft grass, and walked into the lake step by step until the water level reached her ankles.

　She raised her head, and her six wings spread out. A faint golden starlight spread out, like a sea of ​​stars.

　Looking at the girl's back, the dragon knew that she had made up her mind, and he also knew that his words could not change anything.

　He is a god, the ancestor of all dragons in the world, and the king of the sacred ice-blue flame, but in front of her, he is just a child.

　The dragon knew he couldn't catch up to her. Even if he knew all the truths in the world, he couldn't use them to deduce fate. Throughout the long river of history, truth would constantly change, altering with the course of history, but fate would not.

　Fate will always end at that destined point, which is the inevitable future.

　"Evramis, do you really think you can change that scarlet future?" the dragon asked again, "instead of just throwing yourself into the flames?"

　"A moth flying into a flame is like perishing in confusion." The girl turned her head and smiled faintly.

　"After the sun dies, the light of the stars will descend, right?" The dragon raised its head above the lake. "I can protect them, but... not for long..."

　"The Night Angel will serve as a barrier for all living beings," the girl whispered, "and then... the White Angel will arrive from the future, bringing daylight to all living beings."

　"Those two children..." The dragon narrowed his pupils slightly, "They are so young."

　"The Eternal Night will protect them, and I will break the Eternal Night. You just need to protect those living beings before then..."

　The girl turned her head, gently hugged the dragon's head, and put her face against his big nose.

　"Sister will pick you up soon, okay?"

　"Zizi..."

　Xing Mo suddenly opened his eyes, only to see the scarlet sky light tearing through the eternal night, and a six-winged golden angel hanging in the clouds, overlooking the giant dragon that had fallen into madness.

　The Star Sea Goddess's gaze was cold, like a chess player examining a chessboard. Seeing the mad Dark Moon Dragon rushing towards her, She grabbed a ray of starlight without hesitation, and then—

　"bass----"

　""

　"She didn't come back until I died."

　Xing Mo turned around and saw Yue Chen kneeling on the ground in the space where the blue stars were floating.

　He raised his head and looked at Xingmo with empty eyes, looking at the golden starlight in her pupils that had not yet dissipated.

　"From the very beginning, everything was her creation of fate. Chloros was destined to die, Anmu was destined to die, and I was destined to die too."

　"She twisted our fall into a grand ritual of rebellion against the moon. When the tranquil sea of ​​stars emerged from the ground, even the god who controlled fate was eternally imprisoned in the sky."

　"From then on, all deaths in the world became part of this grand ritual. All departed souls would be absorbed by the star remains, and together they would weave a peaceful dream within the cage of the night sky, sinking the mad god into eternal sleep."

　"She lied to me."

　Yuechen slowly got up, staring at Xingmo with his pale blue pupils, but there was no anger in them anymore.

　"You really look like her, you know? Your inexplicable gentleness, your indifferent eyes. If she wasn't still hanging in the night sky, I would think you were her."

　"I'm not her." Xing Mo shook her head slightly.

　"It doesn't matter anymore,"

　Chen laughed self-deprecatingly, "Sure enough, in the end, I couldn't defeat her."

　He stood up and stretched out his hand, revealing a dagger.

　"Haven't you given up yet?" Xing Mo said softly.

　"No," Yuechen swung the dagger, "There will definitely be an ending between you and me. The one who walks out of the Skeleton Gate will be the complete Star and Moon, not just one of them."

　"Really..." Xingmo lowered her head, "Then I'm sorry."

　The Mad God of Eternal Night? The Source of Disaster?

　He is just a poor dragon.

　Being deceived and betrayed, he turned into a discarded piece on the chessboard after death. The remaining spirit turned into a lonely mad god in the unknown abyss. The last bit of spiritual intelligence was imprisoned for a thousand years. After being reborn, he found that he was still trapped in the scam of a thousand years ago.

　By killing him, Xingmo can take back the dislocated "stars", which will be another completion for her life experience.

　So, Xingmo held the wand in one hand, and with the other hand, he silently reached for the holster inside his coat and grabbed Xinyue.

　This was the gun he had given her, and perhaps, before she faced her inevitable fate, he had foreseen this step.

　Even without the strings of fate, the destined fate will never change.

　"Oh, stars..." Yuechen murmured softly, "Rise up to the boundless sky like a broken moon..."

　In an instant, the stars scattered in the sky fell into the water below, dyeing the waves into pure blue.

　A gust of wind blew by, and the moment it brushed past the two of them, Yuechen's figure suddenly shot out—

　"call--"

　Xingmo raised his wand and swung it once, then twice. Two golden starlights exploded on Yuechen's body, but he easily tore them apart with his dagger.

　He arrived in front of Xingmo in a flash, and stabbed the dagger towards Xingmo's throat. However, Xingmo turned his wand as if he had anticipated it, and the Spine of Saint Auros slashed out -

　"clang!"

　The sound waves exploded, sparks flew, and Yuechen was shaken off balance and tilted backwards.

　He struggled to regain his stance when he saw Xingmo pull out a silver gun from his coat and pointed the black muzzle of the gun at him.

　new moon.

　At this moment, time almost stopped. Yue Chen saw the ice-blue tide climbing up the patterns on the gun body, and saw an extremely condensed ice-blue light gathering at the muzzle.

　He was once the God in charge of truth, but perhaps, after that eternal night, he was abandoned by the truth.

　"It's okay..." Yuechen murmured softly, "The stars and the moon will rise as usual."

　"boom"

　The bullet of truth was fired. This bullet, made of pure white flames from the Ice Dragon Emperor, vibrated the string of truth as it left the muzzle, the supreme string that controlled the truth.

　At this moment, only its direction can be called truth in the world.

　That was Yuechen's death.

　"Clap."

　The blue light that burst out when the bullet was fired was like an ice-blue tide, but when it hit the target, it did not cause much noise, it just simply "hit".

　Then it fulfilled its birthright.

　"thump."

　Yuechen's chest was pierced, his body shook slightly, and he fell on his back on the water.

　Xing Mo walked forward slowly, watching the boy's body turn into a pale blue light inch by inch, with a tranquility hidden in his emerald green eyes.

　"You really... look a lot like her..." Yuechen hissed.

　"Maybe." Xingmo said softly.

　A pale blue halo bloomed from Yuechen's chest. At the same time, a pale blue crescent moon streaked across the sky, and the dead dragon's corpse hovered above Yuechen.

　The halo on Yuechen's chest quickly gathered towards the sky, and countless pale blue starlight emerged from the water surface and gathered under the crescent moon.

　Countless broken truths were released from the crescent moon. These were the truths hidden by the Gate of Skeletons, and were returning to the line of history with the will of the moon dust.

　From a colorful fragment, Xingmo saw the past of the Ice Dragon family.

　She looked down at Yuechen, her eyes filled with surprise.

　"Ahem...haha, I told you, I won't lie to you..." Yue Chen smiled a bloody smile, "What I said...is the truth...no deception..."

　As he spoke, a huge dragon scale peeled off from the crescent moon and fell downwards, dragged by a pale blue tail flame.

　When it was about to hit Xingmo, the dragon scale suddenly hovered, emitting a quiet light in the air.

　"Go ahead, that's the ultimate secret that will elevate you to an angel," Yuechen coughed, "Let me see...ah..."

　His eyes suddenly froze when they touched the surface of the dragon scales, and then two lines of tears suddenly ran down his cheeks.

　“So… So…”

　He turned to look at Xingmo. In those blue vertical pupils, Xingmo read countless complex emotions, as indistinguishable as a muddled bucket of oil paint.

　"Well..." he hissed, "good luck..."

　Then, his body completely disintegrated and turned into flying ice-blue light spots.

　Xing Mo raised his head and looked at the blue dragon scales floating in the air.

　The dragon scale and the Slate of Truth were about the same size—indeed, they were essentially the same thing. The Slate of Truth contained a vast array of secrets from this world, encompassing various realms, while this similarly sized slate contained only one secret, a glimpse into its profound power as a truth.

　Xing Mo stretched out her hand, and the dragon scales slowly lowered in front of her,

　The blue sky below turned into a mirror, reflecting her face.

　She reached out her hand tremblingly, anchoring her sanity, her heartbeat getting faster and faster.

　She knew that her fate would not end here. The impact of the truth would allow her to endure the ceremony of being promoted to an angel, allowing her to truly possess a certain degree of free will on this ever-changing chessboard.

　Her hand was getting closer and closer to the surface of the dragon scales...

　When her hand touched the surface of the scale, the whole world fell apart before her eyes, like a piece of glass torn by a storm, the fragments turned into powder and were thrown into the stars infinitely high.

　"Pfft-"

　Before his consciousness shattered, Xing Mo saw an old figure with his back to him, muttering something.

　Then, her vision fell into complete darkness.

　Starlight.

　Golden symbols flashed before his eyes, quickly dividing the darkness.

　Golden full moon,

　The strange symbol was slowly devouring another symbol. The branches of the stars were covered by the full moon bit by bit, and each star became a part of the outline of the full moon.

　Finally, the full moon completely swallowed the stars, and the previous blue completely dissipated, replaced by a pure golden totem with stars and moon shining together.

　Golden stars and moon.

　When the symbol condensed, Xingmo suddenly opened his eyes, and his pupils quickly turned into gold and blue, and then fixed on emerald green which was a fusion of gold and blue.

　The first thing that caught my eye was Aurora's blood-red eyes.

　"Finally woke up..." Aurora exhaled deeply, a happy smile on her face, "I was scared to death!"

　"what happens?"

　Xingmo got up with difficulty and found that she had been lying on Aurora's knees, and the surrounding space was still pitch black.

　Beside, Perlis was squatting on the ground, fiddling with a dull dragon scale with her hands.

　"After you pierced the moon dust with the gun of destiny, the golden cocoon wrapped you and him. Aurora almost tore the cocoon open, but I didn't let her do it because I was afraid it would affect you." Perlis glanced at Xingmo.

　"I'm just worried about you." Aurora stuck out her tongue.

　"Later, when you emerged from the cocoon, the moon dust had disappeared, and your spirit had entered a state of extraordinary rampage, falling apart, and was almost on the verge of dissipating and losing control." Perlis continued.

　"And then, I served as your anchor of sanity, stabilizing you," Aurora said, seeming to take credit for it. "How's that? Reliable, right?"

　"You are the most reliable."

　Xingmo reached out and rubbed Aurora's head, then closed her eyes and kept recalling the past in her mind.

　She tried to recall what the ultimate secret she knew was, but found that whenever she tried to think in a certain direction, the golden star and moon symbol would appear.

　Those memories were blocked by the golden stars and moon?

　No, that's not right.