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

　Xingmo raised her head and stared at the spire of the tower.

　This is the centerpiece of the Moon Altar, and the key to anchoring the Dark Elf King's sanity.

　This is the last one.

　She walked in the air, on the rainstorm that was dyed golden by the fiery clouds, and soon reached the top of the tower.

　A general wearing full body armor had been waiting for a long time, with pale blue flames burning on his body. It was obvious that the Moon Altar was taking his life.

　Beside him, the charred bodies of the soldiers huddled in a miserable state.

　He just stood among the soldiers' skeletons, leaning on his sword, motionless.

　Seeing Xingmo coming towards him in the raindrops, he raised his sword tiredly with a deep look in his eyes.

　"Is it worth it?" Xingmo asked.

　The general didn't say anything. He swung his sword suddenly, straight towards Xingmo's face.

　Xing Mo quickly gathered ice energy in his hands and punched the sword blade—

　"Pfft!"

　The sword blade exploded, turning into broken ice fragments flying everywhere, and the general stumbled back.

　It was during this gap that Xing Mo raised her wand and aimed at his chest:

　"Lachesis Nocturne."

　"boom----"

　The golden lightning instantly pierced the general's chest, and he died without pain.

　Watching his body being gradually devoured by the blue flames, Xing Mo's expression remained indifferent. In the past half hour, she had climbed every tower and eliminated every general stationed in the spire.

　Judging from their expressions and their extraordinary endurance, these elves were the elite of the dynasty's army in their lifetime, and none of them chose to retreat at this time.

　They didn't know that they were also being sacrificed, but even so, when the flames wrapped around their bodies, none of them retreated, and they still adhered to their final duty.

　It's something in the blood.

　Xingmo leaned down in the center of the spire and gently touched the floor with his hand. Golden light quickly penetrated into the interior of the tower.

　She set the same spell for each spire, and the effect was simple - explosion.

　Once the Dark Elf King enters the critical stage of his ascension, Xingmo will immediately detonate these spires, driving him mad.

　Then, everything that follows is left to the goddess.

　After finishing, Xingmo stood on the edge of the spire and looked up at the magnificent castle in the center of the royal capital.

　On the terrace at the top of the castle, a pale blue light was flickering repeatedly, like a star, competing with the fiery light in the sky.

　Eris El felt his body burning. His spirit was opened by the Moon Altar, and the souls of his people climbed up along the castle and poured into his body inch by inch.

　This caused him pain, not only because of the ritual in which his spirit was infused, but also because of the fiery light above the sky.

　After the pale blue crescent moon turned into a golden full moon, Eris knew that the goddess's gaze had fallen on the royal capital, waiting for him to take action at any time.

　That burning thing is not the sun,

　stars.

　The golden stars are burning, that is the final warning from the Supreme God.

　Eris El knew that once he took this step, there would be no turning back.

　Tonight, either he would shatter the entire future and drive out the destined doomsday, or the entire capital would disappear with him into the wilderness of history.

　"Where's Fu El!" the Dark Elf King shouted. "There's no time! Let her come see me, to see me one last time!"

　"She'll be here soon, Your Majesty!"

　“Ughhhhhhhhhhhh!” Eris roared in pain. The king raised his head and glared at the starry sky. “Ephramis, I will destroy you! I will desecrate your throne!”

　""

　The fiery clouds dyed the rainstorm golden, it was a golden rainstorm.

　In the suburbs, amidst the rain, the Moon Lich was still fighting with the veterans.

　Each of them is a hero of the kingdom, has made numerous achievements on the battlefield, and has dedicated everything in his life to the kingdom.

　Now, they have chosen their allegiances.

　"boom----"

　The Moon Lich held a pale blue crescent moon in her hand, and she swung it around with brutality yet grace.

　"Sizzle!"

　The veteran named Bute failed to dodge the fatal blow. His chest was torn by the moon wheel, and blood burst out with pale blue light, taking his life in an instant.

　"Bout!"

　Kielence roared, his body suddenly accelerated, and in an instant he passed through the blood of his comrades, and slashed the blade firmly at the lich's head -

　"clang--"

　The blade chopped into the sheep bone mask, blood seeped out from underneath, accompanied by the lich's screams—

　“Aaaaaaaaaaah!!!”

　The lich's cry instantly shattered Kielence's consciousness. He felt himself become soft and was thrown out like a piece of rag.

　In his hazy consciousness, he heard someone shouting and calling out.

　He saw Galil's chest pierced by the Moon Lich's staff, and saw the lich twist off the veteran's head with his hands and throw it at another veteran.

　He saw Alan dodge the head like a hunter, saw the two steel blades in Alan's hands pierce into the lich's chest, and saw the lich pierce his hands into Alan's chest.

　"Boom!"

　Amidst the flash of thunder, the blood-soaked Moon Lich became the last dark elf standing on the battlefield.

　She turned and stumbled towards Killens.

　"You..." the lich murmured softly, "traitor... bewitched fool..."

　She walked up to Kirens, raised the scepter with both hands, and a blue light spike burst out from the bottom of the scepter.

　Just as she aimed at Gilens's head and was about to stab the scepter down, she suddenly changed its trajectory and swung it to the side.

　"clang----"

　A figure suddenly appeared where no one was just now - it was Alia, with a ferocious face, and the steel blade and scepter collided.

　“I only saved fifty-six people!” Arya cried. “You killed them! You killed them!”

　"Oh... Princess..." the lich said weakly, "After the trials of time... you have become weaker... You are still the crybaby in the Queen's arms..."

　"No! I've gotten stronger! Stronger than people like you!"

　Arya swung the steel blade fiercely, and with several "clang clang clang" sounds, the Moon Lich was beaten back step by step.

　Just as she was about to press on with her victory, the Moon Lich suddenly shouted:

　"enough!"

　"boom----"

　Arya suddenly fell to her knees. She raised her head with difficulty and saw that the lich was holding the String of Truth in his hand.

　"None of you have seen that future!" The Moon Lich's voice was miserable and painful. She was crying, "You are short-sighted! You are ignorant!"

　“You haven’t seen the future! There are kinder people living there than you!” Arya growled. “You led my father astray. You must die—”

　"That's enough! I'll clean up the mess for the King!"

　Aiming at the immobile Arya, the lich turned his wrist and grabbed a dagger.

　Just as she was about to throw the dagger at Arya, a gust of wind blew from the side—

　"Shhh-"

　The dagger slashed across the previous crack, completely splitting the sheep bone mask in two. Kierens grabbed the lich's throat from behind and roared:

　"Fou-El! Aim for her eyes—"

　His words were stuck in his throat forever before he could finish them. A tentacle extending from the Moon Lich's waist pierced the veteran's throat and then exploded from the top of his head.

　But the attack he created made it impossible for the Moon Lich to continue to maintain the truth. At this moment, Arya suddenly stood up, and the shuttle had never spun so wildly. Pale blue flames burst out from her armor, and she swept across the battlefield like a meteor.

　Then, she drew her dagger and stabbed it into the Moon Lich's eyes.

　"Sizzle!"

　The blade dug deep into the eye socket, and the Moon Lich let out an unprecedented scream.

　With a "click", Arya pried out the slate fragments from the Moon Lich's pupils, tearing her crown into pieces.

　She grabbed the fragment and felt the heat in her palm.

　"thump."

　With the sound of corpses falling, Arya became the last person standing in the golden rainstorm.

Chapter 506 Star Disaster (Part 2) - 4k

　- (Double update in one)

　In the woods outside the city, Collison leaned against the roots of a tree, panting and gasping for breath.

　His eyes were filled with despair, because there were only fifty-nine people who escaped, including them.

　Most of these people had no fighting ability. The moment the Moon Altar was opened, the warriors escorted them out tightly, which prevented the blue flames on their bodies from burning so quickly.

　The destruction of the capital was an established fact.

　Those people were dead, whether they were the rebels, the innocent residents of the royal capital, or even the officials of the dynasty.

　No one survived.

　“…Ah…Ahhhhhhhhh!”

　Collison suddenly jumped up and punched the tree hard, and his fist was immediately covered in blood.

　"Eris-El!" he roared. "I will kill you! I will kill you!"

　Beside him, Cathy and Linda leaned against the tree stump in silence, not saying a word.

　"Are you really not going to Akademi with me?" Linda asked in a low voice.

　"I've had enough..." Kathy's voice trembled, "I don't want to...I don't want to see them again..."

　Linda gently hugged Kathy, cradling her head against her chest and rubbing her neck gently.

　"It's okay... We escaped... We escaped..."

　""

　"Om-"

　A golden ring suddenly appeared in the forest, frightening the survivors.

　Collisson immediately drew his dagger, and when he saw the two light elf allies running out of the circle, he immediately stepped forward.

　"Miss Freya!" Collison's voice was urgent. "Please help us, Uncle Killens... Uncle Boot... They are still over there! Please rescue them..."

　Freya and Yuwen looked at each other. The Elf Princess lowered her head, and Yuwen said in a very soft voice:

　"Kids, it's time to go."

　"Hey... didn't you hear me? I mean..."

　"Don't desecrate their sacrifice," Yuwen's voice suddenly became stern. "The Ring of Transcendence will only last five minutes. It will take you to a mountain villa in Academi. We have negotiated with the owner there. He will protect you for one night, but only one night."

　"Let's go..." Freya whispered, "You are the last survivors..."

　Collison's expression suddenly became dull. He squatted down, holding his head, and said nothing.

　Linda and Casey walked over to his side, pulled him up by the shoulders, and walked silently towards the Ring of Transcendence.

　When passing by Freya, Casey stopped and whispered:

　"Thank you, Miss Freya."

　"Let's go to the Silver Blade Tribe. It's safe there. And persuade them..." Freya patted Casey's shoulder gently. "You must live well..."