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

　Xingmo grasped a string of truth, and his eyes blossomed with a deep blue, causing the Supreme Praiser to tremble slightly.

　To be honest, wielding the String of Truth as a saint is a bit of a burden for Xingmo.

　But she only needed to let the truth out for a moment.

　""

　Looking at the shining string of truth, the Supreme Praiser fell completely silent.

　After a while, he knelt on one knee and bowed his head to Xingmo:

　"Reborn Dragon, the Lord has been waiting for you for a long time..."

　He actually knelt down! Xing Mo clapped his hands and laughed:

　"Hahahaha, very good! I've gained some knowledge of this world. Prince Austin...your emperor's younger brother, has he almost finished planning the Citadel?"

　Even this has been ascertained... Is this the power possessed by the fragments of the ancient gods... The Supreme Praiser nodded quickly:

　"Our plan...is slower than you expected. Your resurrection will take some time. I originally intended to forcibly separate you from the Golden Full Moon."

　"No, no need. She is already being used by me." Xing Mo waved her hand lazily.

　"That's great. Let's go and get out of the goddess' sight."

　The Supreme Praiser turned around and looked at Aurora beside him, and whispered:

　"How does she handle it?"

　"Don't worry," Xingmo said calmly, "We still have some threats to deal with... It's forbidden to hide in the rift here! This is a truth!"

　The pale blue string exploded, and three or four figures fell out from the wind and snow—they were the Children of Time!

　They came to kill Xingmo, who was demoted to a Saint, but now they were confused as they watched Xingmo persuade the Supreme Praiser to become his teammate.

　"Jackal! That's the goddess' assassin!" Xing Mo shouted, "Hurry up and protect her!"

　"Humph..."

　The Supreme Praiser's gaze swept over the dark elves who were slowly standing up, looking at their confused eyes.

　He slammed his staff hard on the ground, and a blazing sun exploded behind him. Chaos fire instantly surged in the air.

　"Om——"

　Screams were heard, and the Chaos Fire instantly melted the armor of the three Children of Time, fusing it with their flesh and blood with a sizzling sound.

　The last heir tore open the rift and was about to escape when the jackal raised his wand and flames instantly pierced his chest.

　"Pfft!"

　The four descendants fell to the ground, and the Supreme Praiser turned to look at Xingmo:

　"Dragon of Rebirth, the assassin has..."

　But what he saw was Xingmo running quickly towards the crack.

　The jackal seemed to realize something all of a sudden. His eyes darkened and he raised his scepter towards Xingmo.

　At this moment, a series of golden flashes suddenly flashed before his eyes, shattering his spiritual wisdom.

　"Pfft!"

　As Xing Mo ran to the mouth of the crevice, he saw a priest wearing a black robe and a golden cross on his chest walking out slowly.

　“Seize your destiny and find your anchor.”

　Father Enoch snapped his fingers, and golden branches flowed out from his pupils and pierced into Xingmo's head.

　Then, Xing Mo felt himself being sucked into the time rift and quickly shuttled through the broken space.

　But this time, she was no longer disorderly, and the golden branches above her head pulled her.

Chapter 491: Broken Crown (Part 4) -4k- (Double Update in One)

　"Hula-"

　After Xingmo was swallowed by the torrent of time, a fierce light flashed in Aurora's pupils.

　She swung her hand suddenly, and the string of Fu El's life was grasped in her hand.

　"Oh! Don't get excited!" Fu El raised a finger. "Kill me and you'll kill Arya too, okay?"

　"Where did you send the little saint?" Aurora asked angrily.

　"A... small fork in the timeline?" Fu El spread her hands. "Don't worry, Angel. If I die, there's no way she'll come back. Let me complete the ritual, and I'll release her. What do you say?"

　"I don't trust you," Aurora whispered. "Forget it, you can just die. Why not just ask your soul..."

　The next second, Fu El immediately grabbed Alia's hand, and then placed both of their hands on the broken crown.

　The torrent of time erupted, instantly enveloping the two's bodies. The barrier of time isolated their lives, and Aurora only felt the string in her hand loosen.

　She stretched out her hand and grabbed the tree spear surrounded by red lightning. Just as she aimed at Fu El, she saw that the latter used Alia as a barrier in front of her.

　"Beat her to death, and beat me to death too?"

　Fu El put her face next to Arya's. The two faces were exactly the same, but they revealed completely different expressions.

　"Don't struggle, okay?" Fu El whispered in Alia's ear, "You don't want your Saint Lady to never come back, do you?"

　"Come...now...play the ritual with me!"

　"Ding"

　A pale blue light erupted from the broken crown, rapidly gushing toward the ground.

　The ground sunken in a strange way. There was no soil in the pit, only a broken glass passage.

　The power of truth, using the Broken Crown as a medium and the blood of Fu El and Alia as a medium, is continuously infused into another timeline.

　During this process, Fu El and Alia's forms became increasingly overlapping, sticking together little by little.

　Just when the two were about to merge into one, a ring fell from the sky—

　"Om——"

　The ring stuck to the time barrier with a "ding" sound, tearing the space apart and revealing a hole.

　Then, a chant came from above:

　“In the day of trouble He will hide me in His tent; in the secret of His tabernacle He will conceal me; He will set me high above the heavens.”

　A golden dagger fell from the air and pierced straight into Fu El's spine.

　She spat out a mouthful of blood, and her connection with Alia was completely severed.

　The next second, the time tunnel swallowed her and Alia together, and they flowed into the next era with the power of truth.

　"Zizzizi..."

　When all the broken pieces of glass disappeared, everything, including the broken crown, was nowhere to be found.

　Aurora looked up and saw Freya and Yuwen jumping down from the height of the castle and landing on the ground.

　"We fell into the Heir's trap," Freya shook her head in frustration, "and we barely escaped."

　"But fortunately, we got some information while escaping..." Yuwen said tremblingly, "Where is Miss Saint?"

　"That bastard used time magic to transport her away!" Aurora gritted her teeth. "Damn it! We're going to chase her down and rip her face off!"

　"Don't let your emotions control you, Aurora."

　"boom----"

　A gust of wind blew, and Perlis stopped in front of Aurora in an instant. She turned the butterfly knife twice and put it into her sleeve.

　She raised her bracelet, causing the red lightning lingering within the ring structure to dissipate, and then patted Aurora's shoulder.

　"I discovered some small details when dealing with A. Tas."

　"No details are as important as rescuing the little saint!" Aurora was still angry.

　"She'll be back soon, don't panic," Perlis sighed. "Sister, why are you so restless when encountering something?"

　"Because that's the little saint! If Sister Carly loses it, won't she be worried?"

　"Okay, okay," Perlis stuck out her tongue as her sister choked her. "Your little saint is back."

　As soon as he finished speaking, a time rift was torn open and Xingmo jumped out from it.

　Seeing Xingmo, Aurora's eyes flashed, and she immediately pounced on him like a kitten—

　"Little Saint!"

　Aurora threw herself into Xingmo's arms, rubbed her chest, raised her little head, and looked at her angrily.

　"Where have you gone!"

　"Another timeline," Xingmo said softly while rubbing Aurora's head, "things seem to be going badly, because..."

　Xingmo raised her head and looked at Perlis:

　"The Children of Time can truly create another timeline."

　Ten minutes ago.

　When the Star Fog escapes from the hands of the Supreme Praiser and emerges from the rift of time

　Finally, she found herself in an alley.

　Several dead thugs were lying in the alley - their faces were burned to charcoal by the flames, and their identities could only be identified by their clothes.

　And these clothes are not in the style of 1454, but in the style of 3155.

　This said that Ming Ming Mo has returned to the modern era.

　Xing Mo was very familiar with the way these thugs died - that was how people who were burned to death by the Supreme Praiser should look.

　""

　Xingmo reached out and plucked a disappearing golden branch from her head.

　Those were the branches that Father Enoch planted on her head. Just now, in the time tunnel, it was these branches that carried her through the tunnel and anchored the time point.

　"You look like you have a lot of questions."

　Xingmo turned abruptly, pulled out his wand, and saw Father Enoch walk out from a crack, his face kind and benevolent.

　"Who are you?" Xing Mo asked again in a low voice.

　"A priest," Enoch replied calmly, "If you ask where I belong... I belong to the Court of Redemption. There's nothing to hide about that."

　Another being in the Court of Redemption who can manipulate fate!

　Xing Mo's eyes suddenly became sharper. Although the latter had saved her in the past, she didn't think that the people in the Court of Redemption had any good intentions.

　"Those thugs, how did they die?" Xing Mo pointed to the side.

　"They killed a child who had obtained the gold coin," Father Enoch shook his head slightly. "That gold coin was given to that child by you. These thugs were too greedy. After knowing that the child had the gold coin, they stole it."

　"You told those thugs." Xing Mo keenly sensed the truth.

　"Because those thugs were almost starving and needed money, they did get a few full meals because of it," Enoch said calmly, "Their original fate was rewritten, and in contrast, their fate is in my hands."

　"This is why you were drawn to this timeline—I implanted their fate into yours. Your fates swapped in that instant. The fate of being killed by the Supreme Praiser was transferred to them, while the fate of surviving in the alley was given to you."

　"Of course, I don't deny that I killed them, but their fate had already ended long ago. This wonderful time was the gift they received, and correspondingly, their death was the price they paid for enjoying this time."

　"You were the one who led all of this, including General Lux and the Bean Society," Xingmo held up her wand without putting it down, "right?"

　"Are you going to rebuke me for slaughtering innocent lives?" Father Enoch didn't deny it. "But what you don't know is that if their fate had followed its original course, they would have perished just as well. The Bien Order is already turbulent, and the bloodthirsty General Lux would sooner or later be purged by the Messenger. Not only did I give them the desire to continue, I also ended their obsession and suffering prematurely. Look, those lives in Grumu City that should have been tortured by them have now been saved."

　"This is kindness, this is love, and it is great love."

　The priest was very calm when he said these words, and every word he said was based on certain unshakable values, making him look like a preacher.

　This made Xing Mo unable to find a way to refute him for a moment.

　She still held her wand, her eyes fixed on Enoch's face.

　"Then why did you save me?" Xingmo whispered, "I thought Cain wished I would die."

　"You misunderstood. The Mother Goddess never wanted you to die," Enoch bowed his head respectfully. "Now, you are the golden star and moon, the anchor of the fate of the entire world. You cannot and will not die."

　"As for why I'm helping you, it's because the Time Misfortune is indeed very dangerous. If your power can resolve it, the creatures of this world will experience a bit of kindness again."

　"Tell me in detail." Xingmo waved his wand.