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

　At that time, the Haishang Yun only had time to quickly salvage the embryo under the ocean, and had no time to conduct an in-depth survey of the city, so everything that remained here was unknown.

　The inspiration from the golden star and moon told Xingmo that the embryo was part of the sacred object guarded by the Laslan civilization.

　Something more important still remains here, having survived despite the obstruction of the pale angel.

　""

　Xing Mo pushed aside a corpse covered in water plants and finally stood right in front of the altar.

　The altar was shaped like an inverted triangle, surrounded by six strange granite pillars, their veins still tinged with faint lightning. Streams of silvery-white light streamed down from the inverted triangle, rapidly wrapping around the pillars before pouring into the ground.

　It seems that the minefields that have been around the city for years are caused by the creatures on the altar.

　What kind of extraordinary creation could continuously emit lightning and thunder for thousands of years? As soon as this thought appeared in Xing Mo's mind, his vigilance increased.

　She walked up to the altar, stood under the inverted triangle hanging over the sea, and stretched out her hand.

　"Buzzing..."

　As if it could sense Xingmo's call, the inverted triangle altar slowly descended and fell towards Xingmo.

　As it got closer, Xingmo's chest burned more and more - a desire burst out from the golden stars and moon.

　"Om..."

　Finally, when the altar fell in front of Xing Mo, the source of the lightning came into view—

　——That’s an umbilical cord.

　A short, transparent section of umbilical cord with a colorful liquid substance flowing inside, like a rainbow, but it makes people dizzy when staring at it.

　Both ends of it were connected to the void, gradually becoming completely transparent, as if it did not exist in this world. However, the colorful substance inside showed no signs of leaking out, but instead became transparent along with the transparency of the umbilical cord edge.

　It's as if it connects to other spaces.

　On the altar, three rings rotated around the umbilical cord, continuously drawing silver lightning from it.

　The placenta used to be connected to the umbilical cord. The explorers of the Sea Cloud apparently separated the placenta and umbilical cord too roughly, causing the substance in the umbilical cord to connect to the altar.

　This connection should be the Laslan people's defense measure. As the umbilical cord lost its connection with the placenta and entered the real dimension, an inexhaustible supply of silver lightning was drawn from it, activating the defense measures of the entire city.

　If Xing Mo guessed correctly, the pale angel broke free from the restraints under such circumstances - the silver-white lightning charged him with energy, allowing his body to rise to the real dimension.

　In the end, the Haishangyun was destroyed.

　"This means that as long as I take away this small piece of umbilical cord, the entrance to the Pale Angel's kingdom will be closed."

　Xingmo took a deep breath, then reached out without hesitation and held the umbilical cord.

　Just as she held the umbilical cord, a roar came from the abyss, and something was rising rapidly!

　Shadows suddenly covered the square. Xingmo raised her head suddenly and saw countless unevenly distributed, dark blue eyes staring at her, spread across the entire sea.

　The spiritual pressure attacked fiercely, instantly hitting Xing Mo's spirit body. At the moment when her consciousness was about to shatter, the golden star and moon burst out with a powerful pressure, pushing the spiritual pressure away.

　"Boom..."

　The golden light briefly outlined the things in the darkness, and in this brief moment, Xing Mo was able to see His appearance clearly.

　The huge octopus-like head was covered with tumors, each of which was covered with countless tiny pupils; countless tentacles extended from its jaws, swaying in the dark sea.

　As for the countless unevenly distributed giant eyes, Xing Mo saw his own shadow in the depths of each pupil.

　The pale angel Saint Camarastra was gazing at Xingmo.

　This was the gaze of a holy angel! This was the gaze of God! Xing Mo's chest was burning, as if her heart was about to burst out.

　Her sanity was not burned out. Under the pressure of the sea water and the holy angel, Xingmo calmly reached out and grabbed a string of truth.

　"Back off," she whispered.

　A pale blue halo exploded, and the pale angel's pupils widened slightly, and his vision briefly lost focus.

　As expected, He recognized the String of Truth! He even mistook Xingmo for Yuechen, the Dark Moon Dragon!

　This momentary deviation was enough. Xing Mo immediately pinched the umbilical cord and placed it on her belly button, feeling the golden star and moon burning more and more fiercely.

　A buzzing sound rang out, and colorful light burst out from the expectation, instantly submerging her figure.

　When he opened his eyes again, Xingmo was floating in a deep black void, surrounded by eternal silence.

　The pressure from the pale angel had completely disappeared. Xing Mo released his inspiration and could not sense even a trace of his presence within a radius of a hundred miles.

　Escaped from Him...? But how did he do that...

　Xing Mo frowned and looked down at the illusory umbilical cord connected to her belly button, watching as the illusory end passed through her clothes and connected directly to her spirit.

　Just now, she relied on the instinct of Golden Star and Moon to directly use the umbilical cord.

　As for whether she has ever worried about her own fate... Golden stars and moons flow on the road of destiny, so why should she be afraid of the end of her destiny?

　Everything was bound to happen. Before that conclusion, she was destined to pass through the paths that had been laid out thousands of years ago and reach the ending that she would eventually reach.

　Right now, what we need to worry about is not these, but...

　Xingmo looked around and once again released his senses to explore the illusory space.

　She sensed the spirit world, but it did not respond.

　She sensed an unknown dimension, but the unknown was nowhere to be found.

　Could it be that... Xing Mo raised his wrist, grabbed the air slightly, and caught a colorful halo.

　All the power of this dimension surrounds her and provides her with supplies.

　This means...

　"This is a kingdom of God," Xing Mo murmured softly, "a kingdom of God prepared for me..."

　She closed her eyes, and a chaotic array of golden symbols flashed before her eyes, and a faint dizziness spread.

　At the end of the golden symbol, she saw an old city and the golden light blooming from the sky, destroying the city's outline.

　""

　"The rain has gotten heavier again. It seems the angel is very angry..."

　Looking at the increasingly heavy rain, Freya shrugged her shoulders, her pretty face showing helplessness.

　"Go back quickly and stop worrying about the end of the world or the return of the Crimson," the old woman muttered beside Freya. "These things have nothing to do with a little girl like you. If the end of the world comes, only tall people will bear it. If it's a catastrophe like the end of the Age of Gods, even I can't withstand it."

　"You also find it difficult, then it seems that I am indeed worrying too much..." Freya laughed.

　After all, if the old woman couldn't do it, she couldn't do it either. She didn't have to run away for small things, but she couldn't run away for big things.

　"Then I'm leaving! Old lady, you should also come outside more often to breathe some fresh air! You'll get suffocated if you stay in the house all the time!"

　"I have lived for thousands of years, and you still have to teach me how to maintain my health." The old woman waved her hand unhappily.

　Freya smiled awkwardly, opened her umbrella, waved her hand and prepared to leave.

　Just as she took a step forward, an unexpected voice came from behind her:

　"Wait a moment."

　Freya turned her head and found that it was Anya, the little elf, who spoke.

　"Sister Anya? What's wrong?" Freya squatted down. "Is there something wrong?"

　"Take the Book of Hell and go to the Citadel of Academi."

　Anya said as she pulled out a crimson tome from the shattered void and handed it to Freya under her horrified gaze.

　"You...you..." Freya opened her mouth blankly.

　"Is the baby really going to be born?" The old woman looked at Anya worriedly.

　"I know the trajectory," Anya nodded, a mature look on her young face, "and...the Dark Elf King's plan is about to begin."

　The Dark Elf King's plan. When Freya heard this line of words, she shuddered, and the old woman sighed softly.

　"Didn't the Dark Elf King... die over two thousand years ago?" Freya asked in a low voice, "What was his... plan?"

　"Time isn't a straight line, it's a zigzag." Anya reached out, caught a drop of rain, and studied it closely. "We're about to reach another turning point... Let's go, to the Citadel..."

　"Okay! I...I'll go talk to Elder Yuwen first!"

　Freya carefully hid the Book of Hell in her clothes, then opened her umbrella and ran into the rain in a panic.

　Until her back completely disappeared, the old woman turned around and said to Anya:

　"Are you sure? Is the time correct?"

　"There won't be any deviation," Anya shook off the raindrops on her hands. "I didn't guess the answer, I knew the answer."

　"So weird... Never mind, I won't doubt you, an old man like you."

　"I hope my speculation is wrong, but even the Skeleton Gate has risen above the sea. The final chapter of fate is rapidly approaching," Anya said. "Are you hungry?"

　"A little bit. Let's go. We'll be busy from now on."

　"Boom."

　Another flash of thunder passed by, dyeing the sky incandescent, and the heavy rain almost blurred everything in the dark forest.

　""

　Amidst the waves, on the bridge of the Academi, a grayish-white light flashed, and the soaked star foam fell down.

　"Chief! Are you okay?" A clerk hurried forward with a panicked look on his face.

　"fine."

　Xingmo took off her rain-soaked coat and handed it to the clerk. She gently combed her wet hair and turned to walk towards the bridge stairs.

　"Let's go back," she said without looking back. "The sea will be angry soon."

　...END...

Chapter 468 Umbilical Cord-4k-

　"call..."

　In the shower room, Xingmo wiped her face deeply, feeling the hot water flowing through her hair, over her shoulders, and across her tired body.

　The pressure beneath the waves of the sea still hung over her chest, but it had been diluted a lot, at least it no longer made her feel nervous.

　After rubbing her body with a towel, Xingmo touched her belly button, lowered her head, and watched the warm water flow across the shallow groove.

　The umbilical cord is connected to her through her belly button, and there is an entire dimension hidden inside it, a dimension that only she can reach.

　And this connection did not cause any harm to her, either spiritually or physically.

　It's completely tailor-made.

　Xingmo wiped her wet hair over her shoulders, rubbed her face twice, turned off the shower, and wrapped herself in a bath towel.

　She snapped her fingers, creating a ball of flame that hung beside her hair, and while drying her hair, she pushed open the shower door.

　"How's it going? Did you hurt your little head?"

　Aurora was lying in bed, reading a book and looking at Xingmo with a smile. The rain was pattering against the window, making the air misty.

　"No, the Pale Angel didn't affect me at all," Xingmo muttered. "That little section of umbilical cord was even more bizarre. I used it when I was completely unprepared, and there wasn't even a hint of backlash."

　"That means it's for you," Aurora yawned. "You should have taken ours with you. That pale angel is pretty fierce, isn't he?"

　"If I'd brought you with me, that guy would have rushed out before we even got close," Xingmo sat down on the bed, manipulating the fireball around her head. "The rising of the Skeleton Gate seems to have stimulated that guy. Unlike before, he has completely emerged into reality."

　"Now that you've taken the umbilical cord away, I wonder if that guy will return to the Kingdom of God or simply rise completely to the real world," Aurora muttered. "But it doesn't matter. He's bound to cause trouble sooner or later. At least we can be on guard now."

　"Yeah," Xing Mo nodded, "Come to think of it, that guy seems to have gone crazy."

　During the brief contact, Xing Mo did not sense even a trace of intelligence from the pale angel. The guy was like a dragon guarding a treasure, attacking equally all those who came to seize the treasure.

　"It was probably Yuechen who did it. After all, when He saw the String of Truth, He mistook me for Yuechen for a moment and stopped attacking."

　After Xingmo finished speaking, she waved her hand gently, the fireball dissipated, and her hair was already roasted dry.

　Speaking of Yuechen, she still remembered the strange expression on that guy's face when he died, and the last words he uttered:

　"Well...good luck..."

　She still couldn't remember what the ultimate secret she saw on the crescent moon that day was. Although her spirit had reached the standard for being upgraded to an angel after bearing that secret, the feeling of seeing but not knowing it was simply terrible.

　Yuechen was reborn into this world after so many years of imprisonment. He tried his best to push everything until the Gate of Skeletons rose, but in the end, he was calm when he died.

　This frankness made Xingmo feel uneasy.