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

　Not a blockade, but... "protection".

　It protects me, preventing me from collapsing the moment I learn the secret.

　Xing Mo rubbed her head gently to dispel the stinging pain. She had almost no memory of the secret. The only thing she could remember was a blue figure and... a seemingly very short sentence.

　That old figure... looks very much like the Painter of the Strings, the "father" mentioned by the Star Sea Goddess.

　What did He say that could become such a terrifying secret?

　""

　Not far away, Vivian was nestled in Alice's arms, the icy blue in her eyes still sparkling.

　Her pupils reflected the crescent moon in the sky, the corpse of the ancient dragon, and a faint crystal light gradually appeared in the corners of her eyes.

　"It's over," Alice rubbed Vivian's head gently, "It's over."

　"Well, it's over."

　Vivian reached out and stroked the back of her neck, where a dark dragon scale was hidden.

　When the crescent moon trembled, she realized that the history of the Ice Dragon family had returned to the historical line.

　After so many years of injustice and buried truth, it finally resurfaced.

　"Brother, we did it."

　Vivian muttered softly, a faint smile on her lips.

　That arc seems to hide endless bitterness.

　...END...

　Epilogue) Moonrisesasusual

　""

　Dreams, illusions, reality.

　In the boundless golden sea, Xingmo opened his eyes and calmly looked at the galaxy flowing in front of him.

　She could feel the rise and fall of each star's breathing. The vast ocean of stars pulsated and played a strange melody, floating in the boundless fantasy world.

　The stars, the moon, and the stars accompanying the moon are originally one.

　When the stars turn into a floating ocean, holding up the bright moon in the ocean, the moon will then have the conditions to rise into the sky.

　Xingmo is the moon.

　She floated in the boundless sea of ​​consciousness, breathing in... breathing out...

　"ha..."

　It's hard to breathe... It's so uncomfortable...

　Something is pressing on my chest... Something is crawling up my face... Something is blocking my...

　"Gu..."

　""

　Xingmo opened her eyes and looked helplessly at the little animal lying on her, rubbing its face against hers.

　Yes, Aurora always sleeps so elegantly, provided that

　Compared to sloths.

　She clung to Xingmo's chest, her legs tightly bound around Xingmo's waist, and her hands tightly held Xingmo's head, as if she was committing a sleep murder.

　"fragrant..."

　Aurora started talking in her sleep for some reason, with some saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth, and she looked silly.

　Xing Mo sighed helplessly, and then began to deal with the limbs of the little ancestor that were about to take her life...

　At this time, a week had passed since the rise of the Skeleton Gate.

　During this week, the Hongmei Islands were completely blockaded by the United Fleet, and the Skeleton Gate was sealed by a superstring array under the personal supervision of Qiuniu. Now no one can approach that sea area.

　This battle was massive. While the early stages of the battle primarily focused on the clash of high-ranking transcendental powers, the main force in the offensive and encirclement phase after the Chiwen's fall was still ordinary soldiers. In the large-scale beach landings and naval battles, countless soldiers lost their lives, their remains sinking to the seabed.

　Fortunately, the results of the battle were very remarkable: the Black Dragon Society's Quzhou branch and Danzhou branch were completely annihilated, all known servants were killed, and the future troubles were averted.

　Although the Black Dragon Society still has a large number of branches in Yanxia Jiuzhou, the majority have always been the Quzhou branch represented by Chiwen and the Danzhou branch represented by Doreen Dubois. The fall of these two branches is an unprecedented blow to the Black Dragon Society. In the next few decades or even hundreds of years, they will no longer be able to surface in history so easily.

　""

　In the early morning sunshine, Xingmo walked onto the terrace and stretched lazily towards Lidu below.

　A gentle breeze blew across her lazy face, spreading a hint of sleepiness, which then dissipated under the first ray of sunshine.

　"Haah~"

　Xingmo yawned, squinted his eyes slightly, and stretched his body.

　The battle with Yuechen was extremely exhausting for her. Not only did she throw the Spear of Ivramis twice, but she also fought in a crazy and unleashed manner for such a long time that even her memories of that period were a little fuzzy.

　Looking back now, my mental state at that time was really exaggerated... That feeling of "omniscience" that was on the edge of fate was the first time in history.

　However, what really confused Xing Mo was the whisper she heard after suppressing her madness:

　"...You owe me one more time, little star..."

　It was a gentle female voice with a hint of mockery. Xing Mo still couldn't match that voice with anyone in her memory.

　Whose voice is that? Why do I owe her again?

　Golden symbols flashed before his eyes. Xingmo closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

　Is it possible...

　It's the goddess of the sea of ​​stars...

　""

　She calmed her inner turmoil, opened her eyes, and exhaled.

　Then she stretched out her hand and spoke softly:

　"truth."

　"Om——"

　The ice-blue string instantly condensed in Xingmo's palm, the surrounding space roared, and some broken halo glass precipitated from the surface of the string.

　The string of truth.

　After Xing Mo swallowed the blue star, the resonance force hidden inside the star naturally came to her and became a part of her.

　She stretched out her hand and gently cut, and the ice-blue string quickly split into three resonant strings of different colors.

　Ice string, shadow string, water string.

　The natural powers of Bingxian are sealing, space, and breaking, symbolizing that the concept of truth is sealed in an immovable space, a concept that can shatter all falsehoods.

　Shadow String's natural authority is darkness, memory, and the underworld, symbolizing the underworld where all history and memory are hidden. It is the gathering place of all concepts and the hiding place of truth.

　The natural authority of the water string is primitive, purified, and pure, symbolizing the form, effectiveness, and essence of truth. It is supreme, the most primitive, eternal, and the purest concept in the world.

　When the three resonant strings meet, the string of truth can be plucked.

　Of course, plus...

　"Om."

　Xing Mo reached out her other hand from the air and grabbed a ball of pure darkness. The deepest darkness in the world surged in her palm.

　Unknown power, the authority of the Dragon Lord.

　Four strings played together are the flawless truth.

　Xing Mo stretched out his hand and smeared the darkness in the air, covering the three strings of ice, shadow, and water. Then he gathered the spiritual power in his palm, grasped it, and gathered it.

　"Om——"

　The complete String of Truth appeared in her palm, gleaming with an icy blue luster.

　"Zizzizi..."

　Maintaining the truth, Xingmo felt a slight tingling in his head, and immediately stopped resonating and let go of his hand.

　She took a deep breath, stabilized her spirit, and suppressed the restless and crazy source essence.

　"Is it still difficult?"

　Aurora opened the curtains, walked onto the terrace, and stood beside Xingmo.

　Obviously, she sensed what Xingmo had just done.

　"Well, the control over the String of Truth is still not very stable," Xing Mo nodded. "It should be a problem of the spiritual body's capacity. The demigod's spiritual body cannot perfectly maintain two supreme strings."

　"That's already exaggerated. A normal demigod might not even be able to play it," Aurora stretched and looked around.

　Xing Mo, "You're such a freak! You have six resonance strings! You can fight six of them by yourself."

　"Not really. I'm still not very familiar with the three strings of ice, shadow, and water," Xingmo rubbed Aurora's head, "I still need to spend some time on special training."

　"Don't work too hard. We just solved such a big crisis." Aurora blinked. "Trivia: Resting is a good thing, especially after saving the world."

　"Saving the world is too exaggerated. By the way, how is Vivian now?"

　"It seems she's working just as hard as you. After all, you've both absorbed some powers you shouldn't have." Aurora blinked. "Do you want to go see her? It seems like they've been in the backyard these days."

　"Let's go and take a look." Xing Mo took another look at the sunshine in Lidu, then turned around and left the terrace with Aurora.

　Vivian was indeed working very hard, and there was nothing wrong with Aurora's description.

　It’s just that the direction of this “effort” seems to be wrong.

　Xing Mo and his group lived in a Yanxia-style hotel that was as luxurious as a garden. Therefore, even though they got up at about the same time, when the two of them arrived at the back garden of the hotel, Vivian and Alice had already been there for a while.

　Then, Xingmo saw Vivian fighting with a wild boar.

　Well, wild boar meat.

　“Hiss…delicious…”

　Vivian bit off a piece of meat from a roasted animal leg that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, then chewed and swallowed it with a crunching sound.

　She is eating very hard.

　"Xiaomo, Xiaoshu," Alice stood up and waved when she saw Xingmo and Aurora. "Are you here? Want some meat?"

　The meat she was referring to was a wild boar being roasted over a fire.

　"Eating something so greasy so early in the morning..." Xing Mo shrank her neck, feeling greasy, "I'd better eat something light..."

　"We want to eat meat!" Aurora's eyes lit up. "Devoure! Devour!"

　"A fellow traveler!" Vivian immediately tore off a leg and handed it to Aurora. "Little Tree! Help me!"

　"Okay! Let's help you!"

　Soon, the number of people dealing with the wild boar increased from one to two.

　Looking at the two little animals eating frantically, Xingmo and Alice looked at each other, smiled and sighed.

　"How are you, Xiaomo?" Alice asked. "I haven't seen you much lately."

　"I was basically sleeping," Xing Mo stretched out his arms, "that battle was too exhausting..."

　"Then don't get tired. Come and sit for a while."

　Alice pulled Xingmo and sat down at a stone table.

　As soon as she was done, Alice reached out a hand and gently touched Xingmo's neck.

　"Ouch, I'm ticklish."

　"Just bear with me," Alice said, pulling out a wand. "I'll give you a quick assessment."

　As she spoke, her wand lightly touched a string, causing it to vibrate and a pale golden halo spread out.

　After a few seconds, Alice released her hand and nodded in satisfaction.

　"Your spiritual body's stability has basically reached normal levels. You'll be back to peak form after a few days of rest."

　"Senior is still an expert, I can only judge based on my feeling." Xing Mo felt a little embarrassed.