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

　Then, the white light instantly dispersed the bodies of the two people, turning them into countless glass fragments, which poured down along the altar.

　On the battlefield behind, the figures of the Children of Time all disappeared at once. They cheered and disappeared in a sudden white light. Their figures were submerged, swallowed up, and dissipated.

　At the same time, the majestic iceberg began to collapse, and large chunks of broken ice fell from the sky like a huge rainstorm.

　"Xiaomo, we should retreat!"

　Lucius shouted, looking at Xingmo not far away - the girl was standing on the edge of the broken plate, staring blankly at Alia who disappeared in the white light.

　Is this also fate?

　Her fists were clenched tightly, and when she turned around, her face was calm.

　"Let's evacuate first." Xing Mo said calmly.

　The magnificent iceberg collapsed overnight, and the news spread throughout the entire academy overnight.

　There are many kinds of rumors, most of which revolve around evil spirits and ghosts. The Ministry of Supernatural has blocked all information related to the Children of Time to prevent panic among the people.

　All the Children of Time disappeared overnight, including the one captured alive by Vivian. He dissipated in a flash of white light, leaving no trace.

　All the dark elves from another era disappeared, which should have been a happy thing.

　But Alia was among them.

　""

　In the reception room, Bianca burst into tears, holding her stomach and retching.

　"Wuwuwu...I shouldn't have let her enter...enter the Extraordinary Ministry...wuwuwuwu...Alia..."

　Miriam was behind her, patting her back constantly and saying a word of comfort from time to time, but it was of no use.

　Listening to the crying sounds in the room, Xingmo still didn't have the courage to enter the room.

　She leaned against the wall, looking up at the ceiling, her face calm.

　She knew that it was definitely her fault that this happened.

　She was so arrogant that she thought she could protect Alia and came up with such a radical method.

　She thought that the power of fate could allow her to tear apart all obstacles in front of her, but she never imagined that the price of fate was built on the sacrifice of another person.

　Xingmo had no way of knowing whether Aaliyah rushed to save her because Xingmo played the chord of fate.

　She also knew that regardless of whether this action took place or not, Fu El would still open the time tunnel, and all the high-level dark elves who did not belong to this era would disappear, including Alia.

　But what if she had been more cautious? What if she had known in advance that the leader of the Children of Time was Fu El, and then found a way to prevent Arya from being torn away from this era by the Misfortune of Time?

　But now, the dust has settled, and the little dark elf who believed in his own kindness finally chose the path of sacrifice. He saved the saint lady he cherished, but was drowned by the torrent of time.

　"Snapped."

　The kerosene lamp in the hallway exploded in a burst of golden sparks, plunging the corridor into darkness.

　In the darkness, Xingmo walked calmly to the other end of the corridor without leaving any footsteps.

　"Whose little saint is this? Why is she so unhappy?"

　Looking at Xingmo's calm face, Aurora still immediately noticed the clues on that poker face.

　In fact, Aurora already knew about Alia's affairs, and her heart was already filled with regret and sadness.

　But she also knew that if both of them were overwhelmed by emotions at once, there would be no conditions to try many things that could have been solved.

　"Come, lie down for a while."

　A vine roughly wrapped around Xingmo's waist, pressing her head onto Aurora's knees.

　Aurora gently rubbed Xingmo's head and used the String of Life to nourish her tired mind.

　"What happened to Alia is not your fault. I reverse-engineered that string magic," Aurora said softly. "Even if she had stayed safely in the Citadel, she would have been instantly swept into the torrent of time by that string magic. That was her fate."

　"But I could have avoided this situation," Xingmo whispered. "In the final analysis, it's because I didn't pay enough attention."

　"You need to get rid of this habit of taking everything on yourself," Aurora poked Xingmo's cheek. "This isn't your fault."

　Xing Mo did not continue the conversation on the topic of right and wrong. She narrowed her eyes slightly and whispered:

　“It seems that those

　If it succeeds, the power of the realm of truth will flow into the past, allowing the Dark Elf King to release the Distortion of Time."

　"Why are you worrying about this?" Aurora flicked Xingmo's head. "Do you really think they can succeed? What about the moon in the sky and the goddess high above? Old Deng planned for so many years, and in the end, it was destroyed by a group of dark elves?"

　"What if they succeed?"

　"They can't succeed," Aurora shook her head. "Honestly, the spiritual power in a single iceberg simply can't cross a thousand-year timeline. Although I have no concept of time, the power contained in that iceberg isn't even enough to raise the Skeleton Gate. If that little bit of power can defy fate, then the goddess should have come down when Yuechen did something bad."

　"After all, it's just a bunch of insignificant dark elves playing house. Are you really afraid of a threat of this magnitude, little Saint?"

　"I'm not sure," Xingmo shook her head. "Time is independent of our esoteric edifice. Its structure cannot be explained by us."

　"Oh, don't let your imagination run wild when it comes to professional matters," Aurora blinked. "We know someone who's traveled through time. Why don't we go ask them together?"

　"Who is it?" Xing Mo raised her head.

　"Of course it's our sister."

　Aurora seemed a little unhappy when she said this, but Xingmo's eyes suddenly lit up.

　Miss Perlis traveled through time? That's... awesome!

　I'd like to recommend a book to everyone! "Is It Bad to Be Reborn as a Teammate's Daughter After Sacrificing Yourself?" The author is Qianmeng qt, a super cute little man-girl who's also very hardworking and frequently updates!

Chapter 481: The Tip of the Iceberg (Part 6) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　Amidst the ruins of the collapsed iceberg, mystics from the Citadel and staff from the Supernatural Department were cordoning off the scene, with people coming and going.

　They are measuring the spiritual energy remaining after the collapse of the iceberg to determine whether it still poses any residual danger.

　In fact, it was only after the iceberg collapse that the Extraordinary Department learned a piece of information: it was not the iceberg in Akademi that collapsed, but all the icebergs that appeared between the Vista continent and the Yanxia Islands.

　There was even a desert nomadic tribe in the Machiavelli Empire that was destroyed by the collapse of the iceberg, which immediately made the iceberg issue a hot topic on the entire continent.

　This kind of extraordinary event happening around the world will naturally attract attention from many parties.

　""

　Amidst the busy ruins, a priest in a black robe with a golden cross on his chest was walking slowly, gently stroking the half-human-high iceberg fragments with his hands.

　Among the people coming and going, no one seemed to be aware of his existence, and he did not interact with the crowd. He just walked and observed silently.

　"It's a bold attempt," he whispered, feeling the downward flow of spiritual energy flowing through his fingertips, "but it's too rash, and the road ahead will be full of twists and turns."

　He snapped his fingers, and a faint golden light spread out and merged into the downward spiritual power.

　"I hope you can reach the coordinates soon."

　He smiled slightly, then turned around and walked out of the camp.

　At this time, it suddenly started raining, dense raindrops fell from the dome, and a cold wind followed.

　Most of the scholars quickly retreated to the awnings, complaining and using fire string magic to dry their clothes.

　Only one scholar was still standing in the rain. She looked like she had just graduated from college. She had a neat ponytail, but her youthful features betrayed her age.

　She was using the instrument in her hand to measure the spiritual characteristics of a piece of iceberg fragment, not caring at all about the rain wetting her clothes.

　"Hey! Nana, wait until the rain stops before testing! Don't catch a cold!"

　"Don't worry about me, Seniors! I'll be here as soon as I finish this test!"

　"Hehehe, idiot, how much is the internship salary? Why are you working so hard?"

　“I’m doing this for scientific research!”

　The girl used her hands to push back her rain-soaked bangs and turned her attention back to the task at hand.

　The priest stood beside her, looking at her young and stubborn expression, with a gleam in his eyes.

　He waved his hand, and a black umbrella appeared in his hand, and then it opened with a "bang".

　In the heavy rain, the priest held an umbrella and silently watched the girl who was struggling to measure in the rain.

　The priest didn't speak, the girl didn't speak, and the scholar in the awning didn't notice the priest's presence. Instead, he complained about when the rain would end.

　Half an hour later, the girl finally completed the measurement and looked at the detailed values ​​on the instrument with joy.

　She carried the instrument and trotted back to the awning and went to the campfire.

　"Hey? Nana? Why aren't you wet?"

　"Ok?"

　The girl lowered her head and was surprised to find that her clothes were dry, with no signs of being wet by the rain.

　She turned her head and looked at the heavy rain outside the awning, but there was clearly nothing there.

　"Boom bang bang."

　Aurora knocked on the door three times rudely and looked at the White Flame Seat on the door with an arrogant expression.

　For some reason, she seemed less afraid of her sister recently. Ever since she discovered that her sister was actually easy to talk to, Aurora no longer turned around and ran away when she saw Bai Yan.

　""

　Looking at Aurora's arrogant look, Xingmo sighed helplessly and shook her head.

　This little guy, the scar has healed and he has forgotten the pain

　"Sister, sister! Open the door!"

　"Sister, sister! We have questions for you!"

　"elder sister--"

　"Clang."

　The door opened, revealing half of a pink-haired head, looking at Aurora with dissatisfaction.

　"Little White Flower is sleeping," Carly said with a shushing gesture. "Where are your manners, Aurora?"

　"We have an urgent matter." Aurora said confidently.

　Carly didn't give in and directly pulled the door to close it. Seeing this, Aurora immediately grabbed the edge of the door and showed a cute smile:

　"Sister Carly~"

　"Ah...you naughty little girl..."

　Carly opened the door reluctantly, turned around, and walked into the cafe with a dignified manner.

　Seeing this, Aurora made a "yeah" expression to Xingmo and followed him in.

　The cafe seems to be in the wild. The sea of ​​flowers outside the window is bathed in the quiet night, and the sky is dotted with colorful stars.

　After finding a seat in the cafe, Xingmo and Aurora began to wait.

　About ten minutes later, Perlis came out in white pajamas, yawning and combing her pure white hair with her hands.

　"Aurora, I heard you knocked on the door noisily."

　Pearlis put a cup of hot cocoa on the table and snapped her fingers, and the hot cocoa split into three parts under the black light.

　Seeing her sister sound sleepy, Aurora smiled mischievously:

　"Sister is a god, why are you sleeping?"

　"The anchor of the soul is based on identity. If you don't want to go crazy, I advise you to get some sleep."

　Perlis picked up the cup and took a sip of hot cocoa:

　"So, what do you two want from me?"

　"It's like this." This time it was Xingmo who took the initiative to speak.

　She will narrate everything from the appearance of the Children of Time to the Misfortune of Time and Arya's affairs.

　After hearing this, Perlis rubbed her chin gently and said:

　"Aurora should be familiar with the situation in Akashina Town, but I haven't shared many details with you."

　"Anyway, let me answer your question first: In your world, returning to the past timeline is entirely possible."

　"Really?" Xingmo's eyes brightened up a lot.

　She didn't think that the misfortune of time could destroy the thousand-year plan that the goddess had set up, but she didn't want Arya to be lost in time.