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

　The moment the ancient and obscure language was uttered, the pillar exploded and then quickly solidified into ice crystals.

　After going back and forth, Xingmo didn't show any signs of fatigue at all, which shocked the believers in the church.

　"...Even the high priest needs to use a staff to assist him, but she..."

　"...Her bloodline is pure! She is supreme!"

　""

　Xingmo turned to look at Serkes with a smile, and as expected, she saw a fleeting displeasure on the latter's face - he didn't like his position being challenged.

　But then, a gentle smile appeared on Serkis's face:

　"Your bloodline is exceptional. Could you demonstrate it once more for the believers? Perhaps they can learn something from it and better harness the power of the dark elves."

　He cleverly removed himself from the picture and said that it was what the believers wanted to see.

　Xing Mo smiled faintly and nodded without hesitation:

　"of course can."

　Then, she demonstrated the mantra ten times in a row, changing a word each time, which made the believers more and more excited.

　As the controller of truth, the lower-level application of truth such as mantras is no problem for Xingmo at all. It is no longer just an auxiliary means as before.

　Even if she said a lot of things, her spirit would not be affected in the slightest.

　After Xingmo demonstrated for a long time and the believers were about to call her a god, Serkes finally reacted and wanted to stop the situation.

　"Okay, Miss Jiedeti, you are fully qualified to become a pastor of the Bien Church."

　Serks walked up to Xingmo and nodded solemnly.

　He looked at Xingmo with greedy eyes, then raised his scepter.

　"In the name of the Scepter of Darkness, from now on, you will become one of us, a high priest serving the dark elves."

　"That's great." Xing Mo nodded.

　"Tomorrow, we will travel to the Old Capital and hold a ceremony for you. If you are blessed by the blood of the dark elves, you might be able to obtain the demigod elixir in the altar..."

　Serks obviously thought that he had offered Xingmo a great deal - that was a demigod elixir, which saint wouldn't want it?

　Xing Mo also nodded cooperatively and said with a smile:

　"That's great."

　After informing Xingmo of tomorrow's meeting place, Serks asked Xingmo to leave the temple.

　After watching the believers leave, John came over and looked at his brother with a gloomy expression.

　"Her dark elf bloodline is superior to ours!" John growled, "At this rate, neither you nor I will be able to keep our positions!"

　"So we'll take her to the altar tomorrow," Thrax said, sitting down on a stone bench, "and draw her blood. We'll share it between us."

　"Do you think she will give it to us? We still don't know where she comes from. What if she is someone used by the credential to test us?" John walked to the stone base.

　"You think I haven't thought of that?" Threx glanced at his useless brother with disdain. "Don't worry, she's not a pure-blooded dark elf, otherwise my scepter would have told me long ago. But her ability to manipulate the truth is undeniable. I speculate that she might be a descendant of a lost tribe."

　"She has already drunk the blood of the altar. As soon as I move the scepter, she will immediately become our puppet and pose no threat."

　"To put it in a worse-case scenario, even if she isn't controlled by the Altar Blood, she's at most a Saint. She won't stand a chance of winning against us."

　After saying that, Serkis stood up and walked towards the door of the hall.

　"We are the Dark Elf King's chosen ones," he murmured as he walked, "Soon, we will pass through the rift and join the Lord's holy war..."

　"Are you sure you can open the altar?" John shouted.

　"You are responsible for that matter. The priest gave you the holy object so that you can do something..."

　After a lot of effort, Xingmo finally found a nice hostel in Gerumu, which was relatively clean.

　As soon as she reached the room, Aurora opened the door and walked in with a displeased look on her face.

　After listening to Xingmo's story about the Bien Divine Society, Aurora stuck out her tongue and lay down on the bed impatiently.

　"Kill all these psychopaths and interrogate them.

　Forget it now! "

　"No," Xingmo rubbed Aurora's head. "After all, they are the actual controllers of the city. If they lose their leader, it will take the Messina officials a long time to regain control."

　"Oh, so the main reason the messenger asked us to contact them was to get rid of their leader so that he could take over the leadership of a large organization that has a city management system?"

　Aurora stuck out her tongue, a somewhat violent expression on her face.

　Seeing this, Xingmo pinched the little guy's face:

　"What's wrong? Did you have a fight with your sister?"

　"How do you know I was arguing with my sister?" Aurora sat up and glared at Xingmo, "Couldn't it be that I fell while walking?"

　"Your emotions are so easy to read," Xing Mo smiled faintly, "This kind of unhappiness with a hint of frustration must be caused by the quarrel with your sister."

　"You're so arrogant! If you keep saying that, I'll use all those tricks from the yuri novels on you!"

　Aurora turned her head away, crossed her arms, and her cheeks flushed red.

　Xingmo gently held her in her arms and pinched her little face.

　"Don't worry so much," she whispered, "your destiny is there."

　"What if fate isn't what we want?" Aurora asked in a low voice.

　"Let's talk about how to deal with the Bien Divine Association tomorrow," Xing Mo sighed. "I don't think it will be too difficult this time, but isn't it a little too weird to be so simple?"

　"Weird? Could it be that they just have low IQs?" Aurora said.

　"An organization that has ruled the city for so many years, yet they unhesitatingly pull a stranger who can so easily use the truth into their organization and bring her into the Old City?" Xing Mo shook her head. "No... I always feel like there seems to be some hidden reason behind this. Could it be that they really have a backup plan that makes them so unscrupulous?"

　"It's okay. I'll go with you this time," Aurora crossed her legs. "So what if we have a backup plan? Can we drag a god down to fight? Can he beat us?"

　"...You, don't always resort to violence to solve problems."

　Xingmo stood up and stretched.

　"I'll go make dinner and borrow the hotel kitchen. But I can only make something simple today. You rest first."

　"We want cream of mushroom soup," Aurora requested.

　"Okay."

　Watching Xingmo's back as she left the room, Aurora picked up a newspaper and passed the time.

　"There's a cafe here?" She looked at the gray photo in the newspaper, a little surprised. "You can tell your sister... No, I'm mad at her... Humph... If I don't tell you, you can find it yourself..."

　Sitting in a seat in the corner of the cafe, a priest wearing a black robe and a golden cross on his chest was enjoying a cup of coffee.

　He took a sip of the scalding coffee, and even with his concentration, his brows furrowed slightly.

　Naturally, he would not be so rude as to protest to the waiter. He just pushed the coffee aside and took out the holy book he carried with him.

　Turning to the end of the holy book, on the yellowed blank pages, rows of words were displayed:

　"...The situation in Messina is changing. Emerald Seventeen has begun to purge the warlords. With the kind advice of the priest, Six Bean knows that he can no longer rule. No one knows better than him that this city is completely rotten..."

　"...He was eager to open the altar. Of course, the Children of Time did not tell him what was hidden inside..."

　"...John Bean couldn't stand the human body. After the priest told him the location, he saw with his own eyes a child of time traveling through time, which destroyed his last bit of patience with the human body. For a man tormented by obsession, this was a kindness..."

　"...Purification of Flesh and Blood - Brutal and foolish behavior should be eliminated, but the priest told John Bean that if he wanted the Bean family to continue, such behavior did not have to be avoided. This was a goodwill to the descendants of the Bean family..."

　"...The priest appeared on the streets of Grumu City, witnessed the Golden Star and Moon bestowing mercy on a child, and told her the location where John Bean was performing flesh and blood purification..."

　"...The children who were given gold coins went to a local restaurant to exchange them for money. The priest witnessed the process and kindly told some hungry thugs in the alley about this matter to prevent them from starving to death. This was a kind act..."

　"...The priest entered the temple and told Serks Bean that a person of pure dark elf bloodline capable of opening the altar had appeared, and promised to be his support. This statement contained an element of lies, but Saint Xingmo did possess the power to open the altar. For the desperate Serks, a white lie was also a kind gesture..."

　"...the priest extended his kindness to the people, encouraging them to fight for their own position and to battle against the river of fate..."

　After reading all this, golden branches flashed in Enoch's eyes, quickly spreading towards the endless void in his pupils.

　When he came to his senses, there was no one in the cafe, it was dark outside the window, and a maid was standing beside him with an apologetic look on her face.

　"Sorry, sir, we are closed," she said in a low voice, because the golden cross on the priest's chest was obviously worth a lot of money.

　"You've been sitting here for a long time. Is there anything I can do for you?"

　The priest turned his head, glanced at the cold coffee, stood up and smiled kindly.

　"I'm leaving now, miss. No need to see me off."

　In the blink of an eye, the priest left the cafe and disappeared.

　But when the maid picked up the coffee, she was surprised to find a golden cross pendant lying in the coffee.

　"Sir! Your..."

　She turned around, but where was the priest in the dark night?

　The maid picked up the gold pendant from the coffee, rubbed it on her palm for a few times, and a hint of greed flashed in her eyes.

　She looked around, put the gold pendant in her pocket, and hurried to the kitchen with the coffee in her trembling hands.

　Ten minutes later, the maid, who had changed her clothes, walked quickly in the dark alley, holding the golden cross tightly in her pocket.

　She imagined her life after selling the cross - she would leave Grum, go to the Academy City, buy a house, and hire countless maids to serve her.

　Just as she was immersed in her fantasy, she ran into a drunk figure head-on.

　"Yo... chick..."

　On the street, Father Enoch, without the gold pendant on his chest, walked in the darkness, and the golden branches in his pupils faded a lot.

　When passing through an alley, the faint smell of blood made the priest stop.

　He turned around and saw several thugs looting a lifeless corpse. It was the child who Xingmo had given gold coins to during the day.

　The thugs viciously dug out a large paper bag from under his body, picked up the bread inside and started to eat it. It seemed that the child was protecting his bread until his death.

　""

　Looking at the greedy expressions of those thugs, the corners of the priest's mouth curled up slightly.

　There were a few more golden branches in his pupils, connecting to the gangsters reflected in his pupils.

　After continuing to walk into the night for half an hour, with a flash of golden light, the priest opened the holy book in his hand and saw a new line of words on it:

　"...The priest left his kindness in the coffee cup, and the maid took the gold pendant, which apparently allowed her to own a house of her own in the Citadel..."

　"... Unfortunately, she was caught by the drunken General Lukes on her way home, and when he was forced, he discovered the gold pendant..."

　"...She was questioned about the origin of the gold pendant. General Lux didn't believe a priest could give her such an expensive gift. In desperation, the maid heard a voice from the cross, which immediately revealed that the pendant came from the old city and was part of the treasure trove that the Bien Order had kept privately for many years..."

　"...To prevent others from obtaining the treasure, General Lux brutally murdered the maid. As the corrupt army of Grum City, they had long intended to attack the Bien Divine Society. Thus, this cruel general began to organize his men and prepare to head to the Old City to seize the treasure..."

　""

　Seeing the death of the maid, the priest sighed, shook his head and closed the holy book.

　People pursue kindness, seek giving from others, and seek gifts from fate.

　But all the gifts of fate have already been secretly marked with a price.

　All of this originated from goodness, but ultimately ended in destruction.

　The priest extended his hand, and another line of golden words appeared on the holy book:

　"...The Cross heard a voice, telling General Lux how to open the altar door..."

　The drama of fate is woven in the night, accompanied by the ghostly footsteps of the priest, step by step into the distance.

Chapter 486: City of Chaos (Part 5) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　The next morning.

　Under the eaves, Angelica and Albus wore cloaks to hide their figures.

　The two of them looked down at the streets below - the streets at the edge of the city had been cleared, and a large number of believers in white robes filled the streets, looking anxious.

　"So many people..." Angelica muttered softly, "Isn't this too much?"

　"These people are hoping to use the Section Chief to explore the old city," Albus analyzed calmly. "Perhaps the so-called altar requires the Mantra to open it, and they don't have that ability."

　"What a bunch of idiots," Angelica couldn't help but complain. "You say they have no power? Look at this scene, look at their local dominance! But even if you say they do have power, they're just a bunch of weaklings. The section chief can take care of them all by himself."

　""