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

　Just as he was about to reach Xingmo, his figure flashed again and disappeared.

　Xing Mo decisively pulled out the Crescent Moon from his coat, and without even turning his head, fired a shot behind him.

　"boom----"

　The silver revolver shot out a blue light, and the bullet cut through the air at ninety degrees, hitting the dark elf that flashed out.

　He obviously didn't expect Xing Mo to react like this. The armor on his abdomen was torn and blood gushed out.

　Xing Mo turned around and raised his wand towards the injured dark elf. However, at this moment, his body exploded and turned into countless broken pieces of glass.

　"Om——"

　Xing Mo stood in the rain, quietly waiting for him to show up again, but the rain did not disturb him at all.

　He escaped... How?

　Xing Mo frowned slightly, squatted down at the place where the dark elf was shot, and reached out to wipe it gently.

　The mark of the Tree of Life lit up, staining the blood with a faint green light. Immediately, the green light pattern pierced into the air and spread out.

　The pattern of light accurately outlined every location the dark elf had moved to before, and then extended to the place where he last stopped, and suddenly disappeared.

　In the spiritual world and the netherworld, there was no trace of his departure.

　He didn't leave, but he wasn't here either...

　Xing Mo took out a small test tube, collected the blood on the ground, and sealed it with the bottle mouth.

Chapter 470 Umbilical Cord (Part 3) -4k- (Double Update in One)

　After dispelling the dark elves that suddenly appeared, Section 2 of the Extraordinary Department immediately cordoned off the scene and began an investigation.

　Soon, the identity of the deceased was discovered.

　The deceased was a Messina businessman from the South City District. He and his family of three came to the Academic City to do business, and they were murdered just a few days after arriving.

　The murderer's motive was unclear because the businessman had a very good reputation, had few enemies, and ran a small business. He did not seem like the type of person who would be targeted for assassination.

　This is more of an accidental case.

　But Xingmo knew that this case was not accidental.

　A being who can control fate helped expose the existence of the criminal and guided Xingmo to capture him. This was enough to make Xingmo take this case seriously.

　There aren't many people in the world who can control their destiny. Cain? Merlin? Clearly, neither of them fits the role of a guide.

　The identity of the murderer also hides many secrets: judging from his features, he is obviously a dark elf, but he possesses a power that even Xingmo cannot recognize.

　Instantaneous movement that is invisible to the naked eye, strange disappearances, and broken footprints.

　Everything indicated that some bad elements had infiltrated the academy.

　""

　"Ah, it's all our fault! We let that guy get away before we even got two moves!"

　Beside the blockade, Angelica sat dejectedly on a chair, with the magical umbrella placed aside.

　Albus, on the other hand, was not so presentable. He was being bandaged by medical staff, his face covered in dead water.

　"That guy's strength is very strong," Albus whispered. "My attack was equivalent to five-string magic. I even sacrificed two spirits, but he disintegrated it with just one blow."

　"What's that armor on him? I've never seen it before," Angelica patted her knees. "And his speed is terrifying! And he flew straight through the window! And—"

　"Okay, don't be discouraged."

　Two cups of hot tea were handed over. Angelica and Albus looked up at the same time and saw Xingmo standing in front of them with a smile on her face.

　"Section Chief~" Angelica took the hot tea, tears welling in her eyes. "I'm sorry! We're so useless!"

　"Sorry." Albus's face was still dark.

　"It's okay. That guy belongs to a system we've never seen before," Xing Mo patted the two men on the shoulders. "I exchanged two moves with him, but I still couldn't stop him."

　"How does he move so fast?" Angelica asked.

　"I'll go find out," Xing Mo nodded slightly, "You guys have some tea and take a break."

　After saying that, Xingmo walked to the cordon, showed his ID, and entered the townhouse.

　The residents of the entire building were temporarily dispersed, and the apartment building was pitch black, with a damp smell mixed with a musty smell.

　At the crime scene, members of Section 2 were protecting the scene. As soon as Xingmo entered the door, he saw someone familiar.

　"Ms. Shikoti, long time no see."

　It was Ophelia Sean, the head of the Second Section of the Extraordinary Department and the heir of the Sean family. She had been beaten up by Xing Mo at the selection meeting of the Extraordinary Department.

　Now, there is less disdain in her eyes when she looks at Xing Mo, but there is still a hint of pride.

　"Did you find anything?" Xing Mo looked around the scene.

　"The murderer entered through the window. No footprints or psychic signals were found at other entrances. The spirit world and the netherworld have also been thoroughly checked," Ophelia pointed to the only window in the room. "But as you can see, this window

　There was no sign of damage, not at all.”

　"Is it so magical?"

　Xingmo walked to the window, reached out and gently touched the window, feeling its complete and smooth surface.

　With a turn of his wrist, the Rib of Saint Nero and the Dagger of Truth appeared at the same time. Gray and dark flashed before Xing Mo's eyes, and he quickly observed the window from the underworld and the spiritual world.

　The conclusion is that there is no damage.

　"We've checked everything. There's no trace of passage into outer space." Ophelia said behind Xingmo, as if to see if she had any other tricks she couldn't think of.

　Xing Mo calmly put away the Rib of Saint Nero, turned her wrist again, and held the scaly teeth in her hand.

　She made a light stroke, and the dark mist rolled up, and she immediately entered an unknown dimension.

　However, even in the unknown dimension, no trace was left.

　Among the currently known outer dimensions, the upper realm of the Hafrigard tribe cannot be ruled out, but the danger level of the upper realm is basically such that no species other than the Hafrigard can survive, let alone the dark elves.

　"It's not about walking in a dimension," Xingmo whispered, "it's about walking in the real world."

　"In the real world, this piece of glass is definitely not broken," said Ophelia.

　"Um..."

　Xingmo activated the tree vision and scanned the entire glass.

　The glass remained intact and without any flaws under the observation of the tree's vision.

　No, not at all.

　In the corner of the glass, some small dark spots were twinkling. Xingmo put his eyes close to the glass and looked at those small spots.

　Black, in the tree's vision, means death.

　She closed the tree's vision and saw that the areas where the spots were were still transparent, with nothing inside.

　When I turned it on again, the black spots were still there.

　This also means...

　"Some microorganisms died inside the glass," Xingmo whispered. "According to the Tree Vision's observation of the anti-life essence, the death time did not exceed ten minutes."

　"Microorganisms?" Ophelia was stunned.

　"This piece of glass was indeed broken, otherwise the microorganisms that died just ten minutes ago wouldn't have appeared inside the glass." Xing Mo stood up and gently stroked the glass with her hand. "But it recovered after being broken."

　"Quick and complete, what else can achieve this level of recovery?" Ophelia frowned.

　The glass was penetrated and restored in an instant.

　With a flash of his body, he ran a distance of a hundred meters in the real world.

　disappear suddenly.

　These characteristics are intertwined and constantly pieced together into a network in Xingmo's heart.

　The process of breaking the glass, passing through it, and then restoring it is not impossible. If it is blocked with ice strings, it is entirely possible to restore the glass bit by bit.

　The key is... not enough time...

　time...

　"!"

　If time could be stopped or slowed down, would it be possible to travel a hundred meters in an instant without being noticed by the naked eye?

　If time could be slowed down to the extreme, it would be possible to reverse the "time" of the glass after peeling it off.

　"He manipulated time." Xing Mo said decisively.

　"Directly manipulate time? Wait, even a demigod in the Ice String Realm would find it difficult to do this, right?" Ophelia was a little incredulous.

　"After eliminating all possibilities, the remaining one, no matter how outrageous it is, is true," Xing Mo turned her head, "Seal off the scene."

　After saying that, Xingmo turned around and walked out of the crime scene.

　If the dark elf could manipulate time, all the strange behaviors he exhibited during the battle could be explained.

　But there is only one thing that remains unexplained - how did he disappear out of thin air?

　Even if he completely paused time, the process of leaving would leave traces in the physical world. It would be impossible for there to be no trace at all.

　""

　Just then, Xingmo felt something moving inside her coat.

　She stopped, reached out and touched it, and found that it was the small bottle that stored the blood of the dark elves!

　She held the small bottle in front of her eyes and observed it. She saw that the blood in the bottle was sticking to the wall of the bottle on one side, as if defying the laws of physics, and seemed to be running in a certain direction.

　This process only lasted a few seconds, and the blood immediately settled to the bottom of the bottle.

　The blood... was running in a certain direction... and then it stopped immediately...

　Was he heading towards his master?

　No...how could the blood suddenly run towards its owner?

　At that time, the elf disappeared instantly, and the blood did not follow him...

　Wait a moment.

　If the dark elf's power is to manipulate time, and there is no trace of him left in the real world after he disappears.

　Is it possible that he...

　Did he leave along the reverse timeline?

　He...went back in time?

　But if that's the case, why didn't the blood follow it back? The blood clearly moved just now...

　No, that's not right.

　Xingmo's brain was working rapidly, and he immediately entered the stage of fantasy and hypothesis.

　The blood moved, but only for a moment, which meant that it would not return to its original owner the moment it went back.

　This kind of retrospection is obviously not a complete retrospection of time, but a conceptual change that goes against the time axis, similar to the use of the natural authority of strings.

　That dark elf was simply heading towards the "position" on the past timeline.

　A backtracking was performed, and this backtracking was not complete but extremely limited.

　If this hypothesis is correct, does it mean that...

　...Just now, when the blood was moving, the dark elf did a backtracking?

　As soon as this idea came into his mind, Xingmo's inspiration began to beat violently.

　The next second, she grabbed an ice string, and her consciousness instantly tore through the constraints of her body, observing the surrounding environment from a spiritual perspective that transcended her physical perception.

　Sure enough, she saw a dark figure standing in the corner.

　It was the dark elf wearing mechanical armor.

　He was standing in the corner of the room, exactly in the direction the blood had just pointed, with the sharp claws on his hands emitting a faint blue light.

　He hid in the crack of time. The reason why Xing Mo didn't observe him was because he hid in that moment - that moment meant time paused for Xing Mo!

　By going back and pausing time, he transcended the limitations of time and returned to the cabin!