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

　"Wow."

　The wind mixed with sparks blew in, causing her pupils to tremble slightly.

　What came into view was a burning ruin. The outline of the city was crumbling, and fireballs fell from the sky and hit the city.

　People were crying and the atmosphere of despair hung over the city, forming dark clouds.

　December 21, 1454, Xingmo remembers this day.

　This is the day when the shadows of the old times invade the city of Grumu.

　"bass--"

　A red crack bloomed beside Xingmo. Xingmo turned around and was delighted to find Aurora coming out.

　"Little Ancestor!" Xing Mo hurriedly took two steps forward, "Are you okay?"

　"How could we be in trouble, idiot?" Aurora stuck out her tongue and looked behind Xingmo. "It seems that your landing place is quite comfortable."

　"What about the rest?"

　"I can't find them right now. They're not my followers," Aurora spread her hands. "But the location of this rift is really incredible. I just landed in the center of the earth and could see the Giant King's Court from afar. I smashed my way towards it."

　"The...the center of the earth..." Xing Mo couldn't help but stick out her tongue.

　It was so scary. The state I was in when I just woke up was so scary that I was afraid I would fall directly into the center of the earth and burn to death.

　"Ms. Perlis should be fine. Freya and Yuwen know space magic, so they should be able to handle it."

　Xing Mo comforted herself in this way, and then looked at the war in the distance.

　"Let's go, let's go to the old capital and find the Broken Crown."

　The old royal capital.

　When Arya came to, she found herself trapped in a cage.

　Looking down, she saw that her ankles and wrists were bound with iron chains, and a huge iron ball was tied to the other end of the chain.

　The chains were engraved with pale blue symbols, which continuously absorbed the spiritual energy in her body, leaving her unable to move at all.

　"You're awake, Fu El."

　Alia looked up and saw another version of herself standing outside the cage, dressed in armor.

　She had a faint smile on her face, and her pale blue eyes sparkled much brighter than Arya's gray eyes.

　"My name is Arya," Arya whispered.

　"Does it make any difference?" Fu El spread her hands. "You are me, and I am you. How can you not understand? We are the same dark elf."

　She snapped her fingers, and two of her offspring stepped forward, ripped the cage open, and immediately pulled Arya out of the cage.

　"Come on, follow me." Fu El waved her hand.

　Arya dragged her heavy shackles and slowly caught up with Fu El. She seemed to be in a castle that had been abandoned for a long time. The gray bricks were full of cracks, and from time to time, a cold wind blew in from outside.

　While walking in the corridor, Fu El started chatting:

　"Our mother gave me the nickname Arya. In the ancient Dark Elf language, this name means kindness and purity. She hoped that I could become such a Dark Elf."

　"You may not remember, but back then everyone in the palace called us Fu El, and only mother always called us Arya."

　"She is such a kind person, assisting our father and even reaching the status of a demigod herself. Hey, don't be surprised, the royal family of the high-level dark elves all have this ability, including me. It's just that the queen mother originally didn't need to withstand extraordinary threats, but in order to have the strength to protect you, she still...

　I chose to take responsibility.”

　As Fu El spoke, some fragments seemed to emerge in Alia's mind.

　She recalled a warm embrace and the beautiful woman in a small garden who played blue notes for her on the recorder.

　"She's so kind," Fu El exclaimed. "She even refused Father's plan to have us train with the sword, and she insisted that Arya would become a lovely little princess in the future!"

　At the corner of the corridor, Fu El suddenly stopped. The candlelight formed a dark area here, just covering her expression.

　"And then she died."

　These few short words immediately aroused a sharp pain in Alia's heart.

　Those memories seemed to be in her memory, but also seemed not to be there. They were hazy and not real enough.

　But the sting was real.

　After walking along the corridor for a distance, there was an open terrace in front, and a dim light was emerging from outside.

　"The one who killed my mother was none other than A-Tas, the traitor of the Dark Elf Dynasty."

　"He was the dynasty's most powerful general. He once single-handedly shattered the Light Elf city and brought all the scattered Light Elf principalities under Messina's rule."

　"Surprising, right? Even a general like this would rebel. Do you know why?"

　"Because...the Light Elf showed him a crimson book."

　"No matter what prophecy he read in that book, the result was the same—he went mad, completely mad. He became a follower of the goddess, shouting that he would overthrow his father's rule, shouting that he would kill him, and he fought his way into the castle."

　"That day was my mother's birthday, and it was also the last time she served my father."

　"Before dying, A-Tas shouted... Long live the Star Sea Goddess."

　Standing at the edge of the terrace, Fu El smiled and made a "please" gesture.

　"But it doesn't matter. If the goddess's followers hadn't taken our mother away, how could we be where we are now, learning these abilities to avoid the Crimson Doom?"

　"Besides, isn't that sinner atoning for his sins now?"

　Alia walked to the edge of the terrace and looked down at the old city below, her eyes widening slightly.

　She saw the Children of Time ignite ice flames that were a hundred meters high. As space continued to distort, figures walked out of the ice flames and rushed towards the end of the horizon.

　In the distance, a city was burning. The shadows from the past rushed into their city, burning, killing and looting.

　Among the old army, a tall figure in armor was riding on a horse. His body was dyed a layer of pale blue, and his eyes were spitting out ice-blue will-o'-the-wisp, like an evil spirit returning from purgatory.

　That's A.T.A.S.

　"The power of truth in this era lands right here. Unfortunately, the power is too immense, and the broken crown cannot fully contain it."

　"So, we might as well use this extra power to create some minor troubles to prevent outsiders from interfering with us."

　“A lot of people are going to die!” Arya yelled. “Stop it!”

　"Look, Arya, Arya, your mother's name is so accurate. How could you be so kind?"

　Fu El smiled faintly and immediately extended her hand towards Alia:

　"It's possible to stop this disaster. If you cooperate with me, a complete Fu El can suppress the crown, and perhaps prevent the deaths of many people."

　"But, if that happens, maybe you'll become me, okay?"

　"Even so, do you agree?"

　"I agree!" Arya said firmly. "Don't waste your time!"

Chapter 489: Broken Crown (Part 2) -4k- (Double Update in One)

　After entering the city, Xingmo found that he had underestimated the severity of the disaster.

　Those shadows from the past were almost endless, pale blue figures filling the streets, leaving no grass wherever they passed.

　Along the way, Xingmo and Aurora passed by countless fleeing civilians. They saw husbands hugging their wives and crying, mothers hugging their children and crying, and brothers hugging their sisters and crying.

　This is a natural disaster.

　"boom!"

　A fireball landed on a tall tower not far from Xingmo. The tower collapsed, and its shadow covered the street below. Screams suddenly arose.

　Xingmo waved his magic wand violently, and the golden flame instantly blew up the tower, and the fragments were pulled backward by gravity.

　"Go!" she shouted.

　On the street, Aurora stretched out her hand, and a beam of green light flew out, instantly tearing the hundreds of former soldiers who swarmed over into pieces.

　"We can't help them prevent this disaster. It's endless," Aurora said, flicking her wrist. "Anyway, this disaster was ultimately prevented in history. Little Saint, shall we fly over?"

　"We should at least do something," Xingmo said calmly, "Let's find the resistance forces in Grumu and give them some support."

　Xing Mo knew that she could not help this era. History had already been determined. These damned people would not survive just because of her rescue, and this disaster would not stop immediately just because of what she did.

　But based on a person's empathy, Xingmo still felt that he should do something.

　She didn't want to become like the Golden King Ugaon, because being extraordinary made him look down upon everything ordinary.

　"I can't do anything to you, so let's make this a quick fight."

　Aurora took Xingmo's hand, and the emerald green light instantly enveloped the two of them—

　"boom----"

　After quickly rising to a height of 100 meters, Xingmo looked down at the battlefield in Gerumu City.

　Amidst the sea of ​​fire, Xing Mo soon saw a relatively less dilapidated urban area.

　Outside the bustling crowd, there seemed to be an army fighting hard and forcibly carving out a safe zone in the city.

　"That's it."

　Xingmo and Aurora swooped down at the same time, landing quickly towards the battlefield.

　On the front line, the soldiers' resistance was growing weaker. Every second, someone was being dragged into the vortex of death, their outlines and flesh shattered in the pale blue phantom.

　But no matter how they killed, those phantoms never seemed to stop, and they were endless.

　At this moment, two meteors entangled and fell from the sky, landing among those blue phantoms—

　"boom"

　The shattered light instantly tore apart the outline of the army, and the old phantoms turned into nothingness amidst wailing and shattered to the ground.

　The soldiers looked up and saw two girls standing in the center of the battlefield, one with black hair like ink and the other with white hair like snow.

　The white-haired girl slowly floated up, and six wings gradually appeared behind her. The emerald green aurora lingered around her palm and extended out, quickly forming a huge string magic circle.

　The next second, a stream of emerald green light gushed out like a torrent of fire, engulfing all the streets within a kilometer in front of it.

　"boom"

　The generals of the army stared blankly at this horrific scene. Thousands of monsters, which they had to fight to the death to stop, were killed by the girl's attack.

　"Zizzizi..."

　When the emerald green light dissipated, the battlefield ahead had been reduced to a scorched earth, with nothing inside.

　Then, pitch-black mist surged out from the ground, quickly outlining one twisted figure after another. They looked like trees, but had arthropod-like limbs, and countless barbs hung on their anthropomorphic arms.

　Their numbers are even comparable to those of the old army!

　Just when the soldiers' hope was shattered again, the black army did not rush towards them, but rushed towards the opposite side!

　Soon, they started fighting with the old troops that swarmed out again.

　""

　The general wiped his face lightly, his hands shaking constantly.

　He couldn't understand what kind of power could achieve such a feat? What kind of existence could tear apart those monsters with a single blow and then create its own followers?

　Those black followers...seem to be made of pure darkness...

　Darkness...Darkness...

　"Lord Bean?"

　"It was the Dark Elf King who saved us!" the general shouted, "Follow my command! Charge with the Dark Elf King's army!"

　"Today, we must defend Gelumu City!"

　"Yes!"

　The army of the Bean family followed the shadow army created by the confused country and marched towards the old royal capital.

　High in the sky, Xingmo looked down with a calm expression.

　"This is all we can do," Xingmo sighed, "Thank you for your hard work, little ancestor."

　"It's not hard at all," Aurora clapped her hands. "It's just a piece of cake."

　With just a casual strike and the army he created with his power, he destroyed the natural disasters in front of mortals.