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

　Most of the messengers are demigods, and the worst are six-string saints, which is already Messina's top fighting force.

　However, the demigod before him did not possess the characteristics of a messenger at all.

　Xingmo used his magic wand to cut open the strange armor on the dark elf, revealing his body wrapped in a black tights.

　After completely stripping off the armor, Xingmo spread his spiritual power and quickly swept it across the dark elf's body.

　"It doesn't carry any curse or contamination," Xingmo said, "Then how did he make Alia faint?"

　"It can't be that just fellow countrymen meeting each other and tears welling up in their eyes," Aurora stretched, feeling a little tired. "Come to think of it, can he really manipulate time?"

　"Yeah." Xing Mo nodded slightly.

　Time can only be affected by Ice String Resonators who have reached the level of Demigod or above. After becoming an Ice String Resonator, Xing Mo has the power to delay the subjective time within a certain space.

　And if one wants to achieve the effect of stopping time, according to Senior Alice, the White Angel Saint Clouse has similar power - this means that she is at the angel level.

　"This dark elf is actually capable of stopping time. Even though that seemed like the final blow he unleashed with all his might, he was utterly weakened after that blow..." Xing Mo whispered, "Normally, he moves very quickly. This must be because he's slowing down his own subjective time, which manifests in our vision as an increased speed, accompanied by erratic flickering."

　"His supernatural essence can't keep up," Aurora made a direct judgment. "It's probably this armor that gives him such power."

　"Let Miriam tinker with it," Xingmo nodded, "She's better at this."

　After putting the armor aside, Xingmo and Aurora left the room, locked the door, and waited for someone from Messina to come and claim it.

　"It's time to go see Senior Alice," Xing Mo said, "Little Ancestor, have you given her your blessing?"

　"I gave it to her not long after you left, but her upgrade process wasn't as smooth as yours. It took her several hours to blend the extraordinary essence," Aurora muttered. "Maybe it's a good time to go and take a look! Let's..."

　As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the room opened and Miriam ran in excitedly.

　"Xiaomo, Xiaomo!" Miriam jumped and waved, "Alice succeeded! Alice succeeded!"

　Looking at the excited smile on her face, Xing Mo's mouth curled up slightly, and a big stone fell from his heart.

　In the backyard of the Pushet mansion, Alice, wrapped in a large robe, was sitting by the campfire to keep warm.

　On the side, Vivian added a few more firewood to the campfire and then turned the skewers on the campfire.

　"You really can eat..." Xing Mo said from the side, "Your Alice is almost freezing to death."

　"That's why she needs to replenish her energy!" Vivian said confidently, "Isn't this a good way to nourish her?"

　Xingmo looked at Alice's trembling appearance. It was obvious that her upgrading process was far less smooth than Xingmo's. Not only did it take longer, but she also had many discomforts after the upgrading.

　"Senior Alice, are you okay?" Looking at the senior sister who was in such a mess, Xing Mo inexplicably felt that the contrast was huge and a little cute.

　"Cold..." Alice muttered softly, "I've never felt so cold..."

　"Obviously, the source of extraordinary things is fire, but after being promoted to a demigod, it becomes so cold... What a strange phenomenon..." Xing Mo said.

　"Well... for now... there's no... paper... to look up," Alice said helplessly. "The academy... hasn't produced... many... demigods..."

　That seems to be the case.

　"It's okay. As long as your spirit is stable, you will get better slowly." Xing Mo patted Alice's shoulder.

　Alice forced a smile and immediately changed the subject:

　"How's it going over there today?"

　"It's not going well."

　Xing Mo recounted the entire process of capturing the dark elf. After Alice finished listening, before she could say anything, Vivian frowned and said,

　"Manipulating time until it stops? That's ridiculous! I can't even say I can do that!"

　Now Vivian is only one step away from being an angel. Although she was able to upgrade herself to an angel by briefly projecting the Dark Moon Dragon onto herself, this projection is unstable. Even if Yuechen is dead, she dare not pack up.

　The ticket said that there might be some problems with the identity of Dark Moon Dragon.

　Therefore, after the Yan Xia incident, Vivian did not touch the power in the reverse scales casually, but contained it step by step to ensure the stability of the extraordinary source quality.

　If the time comes, Vivian can directly project the identity of the Dark Moon Dragon onto herself and upgrade to an angel, but given the many unstable factors, such attempts should be reduced as much as possible.

　But even so, Vivian's current combat power far exceeds that of an average demigod. As an ice dragon, even she said she couldn't completely stop time...

　Speaking of which, if Vivian can use the identity of the Dark Moon Dragon to project onto herself to avoid the requirement of "leaving a name on a thousand-year scale," then can I also do the same as the Star Sea Goddess?

　As soon as this thought came to mind, Xingmo shook his head and denied his own idea.

　The Dark Moon Dragon had already fallen by then, but the Star Sea Goddess had not.

　She sighed softly - there were still a lot of problems to be solved on the road to becoming an angel...

　"That armor is very strange," Xingmo gathered his thoughts, "It doesn't seem like the technology of our time..."

　"Let me meet you for a while next time..." Vivian muttered.

　"How's Yan Xia doing lately?" Xing Mo changed the subject. "Have all the little ice dragons been born?"

　"It's the birth. Erlum is so busy. I haven't seen him for a long time."

　Vivian stretched and a faint smile appeared on her face when she mentioned this topic.

　"Those little ice dragons are very powerful. They were all frozen before the Ice Dragon Emperor fell, so they all have reverse scales on their bodies, and they can all shed their scales and transform into humans..."

　"What great news..." Xing Mo exclaimed.

　"Thank goodness Yan Xia has Ruan Lili and Erlum to help look after her, otherwise I'd be terribly busy..." Vivian muttered, "But Qiuniu is happy to help look after the new Ice Dragon family. I don't have much management experience, so I can only be a hands-off manager."

　"Where's Little Faye?" Xingmo looked around. "She's not bothering you and Alice?"

　"I guess he doesn't know we're back yet. He's probably still playing with Alice's sisters... Wait, he's coming!"

　An ice-blue shadow cut through the rain curtain, rushed over quickly, and then suddenly stopped at the edge of the pavilion.

　It was a small ice dragon. As soon as it landed inside the pavilion, it turned into ice mist with a "bang" and extinguished the bonfire.

　"It's getting colder!" Alice protested. "Faye!"

　"Wow... Wrong, wrong..."

　The petite girl emerged from the icy mist. She hurried to Alice's side, picked up the wand on the chair, then ran to the campfire and rubbed the tip of the wand twice with her hand.

　"Bang." A flame fell into the bonfire and ignited it.

　Xingmo smiled as she looked at the flustered little girl beside the campfire. She had long silver hair and a pair of ice-blue eyes—a typical descendant of an ice dragon.

　She was the first dragon hatched after Vivian entered the Ice Dragon Cave. Because of this strange fate, this guy stuck to Vivian and wouldn't leave.

　This little guy has complete intelligence just over a month after being born. Dragons are truly terrifying.

　"Little Faye, you are so extravagant." Vivian criticized.

　"I...I missed you guys..."

　Little Faye looked up at Vivian with tears in her eyes, then looked at Alice, and suddenly smiled slyly:

　"mom!"

Chapter 471 Umbilical Cord (Part 5) -4k- (Double Update in One)

　"Well..."

　Alia woke up from her slumber and when she looked up, she saw Bianca's tearful little face.

　"Bianca..." She reached out and pinched Bianca's face, "What are you doing..."

　"You fainted again! I told you the Extraordinary Department is too dangerous! Don't do frontline work anymore!"

　Bianca's voice was a little choked, and she gently knocked Alya's hand away, her cheeks flushed.

　"I'm fine..." Alia forced a smile, "Well...it's just...I didn't get enough rest..."

　Not getting enough rest...Alia herself didn't quite believe this statement.

　When the strange dark elf started speaking, countless broken fragments flashed before her eyes and dragged her into a deep dark dream.

　In that dream, she saw the Golden Disaster, and saw golden stars falling from the sky, destroying the old city.

　But... why...

　Seeing Alya's conflicted expression, Bianca quickly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

　"Don't think too much. Just take a good rest first..." Bianca whispered, "I will take good care of you..."

　"Good," Alya smiled, "Bianca, you're so nice."

　Hearing this, Bianca's cheeks turned redder and she turned her head away slightly.

　Alia liked Bianca's shy look very much. She was a beautiful light elf. Both her exquisite features and her beautiful platinum hair captured her heart like a work of art.

　"Why did you pick me up?" Alia suddenly chuckled.

　She met Bianca on the way to escape. She was so hungry that day and had heatstroke due to the scorching sun. She collapsed in the bushes by the roadside and thought she was going to die.

　When I woke up,

　She was lying on her soft knees, with a pretty face in front of her, filled with anxious tears.

　It was exactly the same scene as today's bedside scene.

　The high fever made Alia confused about her past. Perhaps her brain was burned, and she even forgot that she had escaped from that city.

　But that didn't matter anymore, because she had found her home.

　"You're a real worry," Bianca gently poked Alya's cheek, "Go get some sleep..."

　"Go back to sleep, I feel...I'm fine now..."

　Alya slowly stood up, and Bianca quickly supported her and made her sit up on the bed.

　She moved her body a few times and felt that there was nothing serious.

　"I think I'm fine now. Why don't I be discharged from the hospital and not waste public resources?" said Alia.

　"That won't do. Miss Miriam said you have to stay here for one night to avoid any problems when you go back." Bianca shook her head like a rattle. "Because we still don't know the cause of your illness. What if you faint again after you go out?"

　"I faint often. I also fainted when I was promoted to Six-String Saint." Alia chuckled.

　"Come on, just get some rest," Bianca pouted. "What are you afraid of? I'm right here. I'll make you dinner, okay? Be good."

　"Okay, okay."

　Arya smiled. She rarely smiled before, but she smiled more and more recently.

　Ever since I found my home, the stone that seemed to be weighing on my chest is gone.

　""

　At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open and the sound of high heels came from the door.

　Alia turned her head and saw a woman in a white dress and a white hat.

　No, it's a dark elf.

　"Miss Angela?" Alia was a little surprised. "Why are you here?"

　"I'm here to claim the body. I heard our little dark elf was sick, so I just happened to stop by to check on him." Angela walked to the bedside, greeted Bianca, and sat down. "How are you feeling? Did you see anything?"

　This question made Alia slightly stunned - because Angela seemed to know what she would definitely see.

　"No...nothing?" Alia hesitated.

　"If you saw something, don't be surprised. This is the bloodline of the dark elves. Ever since the Golden Disaster, a part of us has lived forever in illusion." Angela smiled faintly. "But it seems to be happening more and more frequently recently, isn't it?"

　"Miss Angela...did she faint too?"

　"Not really, but I do see phantoms quite often," Angela took off her hat. "For example... the Golden Disaster?"

　Her eyes fell on Alia's pupils, staring at them closely:

　"The dark elf who invaded the Citadel didn't belong to the Kingdom of Messina, but the mechanical armor he wore was mentioned in some texts. Alia, what do you remember of that armor?"

　"Not at all, but..." Alya swallowed, "No, nothing..."

　"It's called the Shuttler. It uses an internal circulation device to confine the Dark Elves' mantra power, freezing time within a tiny space. It then draws transcendental essence from the host's body to condense ice strings, thus distorting individual time to a certain extent," Angela explained slowly. "This concept is naturally extremely brilliant, but until the Dark Elf King's fall, several technical difficulties of this armor remained unresolved, so it remained only a concept in history."

　"Then...then why is that guy wearing this kind of armor?"

　"I learned from this," Angela spread her hands, "I have already told the head of Section Three all this information. She personally dismantled the armor. Guess what?"

　"Is it the same principle as recorded in the classics?" Alia opened her mouth slightly.

　"Yes, they are identical, but the prototype blueprints of that armor were lost during the Golden Disaster."

　Angela stood up and looked at Alia calmly.