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

　"Yeah...I will definitely..."

　Cathy gave Freya a forced smile, then passed through the Ring of Transcendence and disappeared.

　The survivors passed through the Ring of Transcendence one by one, and three minutes later, the last person disappeared into the forest.

　The Ring of Transcendence quickly shrank, turning into a small bracelet and returning to Freya's arm.

　Freya turned her head, looked at the forest beside her, and said softly:

　"They're all gone, Alya."

　Arya emerged from behind a tree, her hair matted by the rain, her eyes gray again.

　"okay, I get it."

　"Why didn't you come out and say goodbye to them? It was you who insisted on saving them, huh?"

　"I do not deserve."

　After saying this, Alya walked over to Freya and closed her eyes.

　She seemed to have strengthened her resolve for a moment, took a deep breath, and said:

　"Ms. Freya, please take me to the castle. The agreed time has come."

　"Are you sure?" Yuwen's voice was gentle. "We may not be able to guarantee your safe return."

　"I must go. I want to face my father," Arya took a deep breath. "I want to tell him that all this is a delusion. Maybe there are still people alive in the capital. Maybe..."

　Her voice trailed off as she knew it was impossible.

　Since returning to this era, Arya has wanted to find her father countless times. She thinks she might be able to persuade him not to start the time war, so that the dynasty can be saved.

　But she never went because she knew it was impossible. The past was set and she could not change her father's choice.

　Therefore, she placed her hope on being able to rescue some of the rebels and at least keep the fire alive.

　Fifty-nine, this is the number of people she rescued, which is not even a drop in the ocean in the vast history.

　But even so...

　What if?

　The girl trembled slightly, raised her head, and looked at him with a firm gaze:

　"Send me there."

　"it is good..."

　Freya closed her eyes and sighed softly.

　This journey out of the Silver Blade Tribe was quite unpleasant. She had never witnessed so many tragedies, nor had she ever been involved in so many choices.

　The girl gently spread out her hands, and the Ring of Transcendence quickly expanded, forming a perfect circle.

　The inside of the circle was a blurry sunset scene, hazy and like a distant country.

　Alia took a deep breath and stared at the sunset.

　Then she took a step forward.

　"Pah...Pah...Pah..."

　. "

　After climbing the stairs, Fu-El and the Children of Time arrived on the terrace.

　They had already put on their shuttles, their steps were firm and their faces were solemn.

　"Father," Fu El knelt behind Eris El.

　"The time has come, Fu-El..." The Dark Elf King turned around with difficulty, his body surrounded by light and shadow. "What you will face is... everything in the future..."

　"I know," Fu El said firmly, "I will travel to the past and bring you the power of truth."

　"You are all the hope of the dynasty..." The king looked at the half-kneeling Children of Time, his lips trembling slightly. "Go, go to the time recorded on the stone tablet. The Skeleton Gate has risen. Bring that power back... to... fifteen seconds from now..."

　These fifteen seconds will seem like years and months in the distant future to Fu El, but to Eris El, it is just fifteen seconds.

　His daughter will only leave him for fifteen seconds. After fifteen seconds, she will return and fight against the golden light with him.

　"Guide the power of truth to impact the barrier constructed by the goddess, instead of letting it spread out like it is now... We need that power... We need it to save our dynasty..."

　"Go... for me... and for your mother..."

　"Yes!"

　Fu El stood up, and two daggers popped out from her arm armor and pierced into time and space.

　"Shhh-"

　She suddenly tore the space apart, and a chaotic halo burst out.

　"Let's go! Heirs!" Fo-El laughed loudly. "We will take the future back into our own hands!"

　The rift expanded instantly, swallowing up all the children of time.

　Fifteen seconds later, the halo dissipated, and all the descendants had traveled to the future.

　"Om..."

　The Ring of Transcendence opened, and Arya walked up the stairs step by step, gazing at her father on the terrace.

　She did not forget the agreement. Now it was fifteen seconds later, which was the time she had agreed with her father.

　"F-El..." Eris-El murmured softly, "Are you the only one back?"

　"Just me," Alya whispered.

　"Where is the power of truth? Have you broken the goddess's barrier?"

　"That is impossible, Father."

　Arya bravely raised her head and saw a dull look on her father's face.

　The dullness immediately turned into a faint smile, and he murmured softly:

　"But if you can't break the barrier...how are you supposed to get back? Huh?"

　"The goddess' starlight saved me and brought me to this era." Alia said firmly.

　"The starlight of the goddess? What is she doing in this era?"

　"To stop you, father..." Arya lowered her head.

　"Then you must have stopped her..." A smile spread across Eris-El's face. "As expected of my daughter... Fu-El... You are a powerful sword, you..."

　"Stop dreaming, Dad!"

　Arya's voice suddenly became louder, so loud that she herself couldn't believe it, and so loud that it shattered the smile on the king's face.

　"You sacrificed so many people! So many people! I don't want to betray you, but I also want to save them!"

　"I only saved fifty-nine people! That's a small number! There won't be many dark elves left in the future! Dad, look at me! You've ruined their future!"

　"I..." Eris El seemed to have never seen her daughter so disobedient before, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond. "We are...we are fighting against the Crimson Doom...against the Goddess..."

　"You are fighting against your own people!" Arya cried. "This is all the goddess' plan. She used you as a sword, but you destroyed your own dynasty!"

　"Look at the flames around you! What do you think they are? The foundation of your great vision! They are life! They are living spirits!"

　"They died! Not because of the goddess! But because of you!"

　"Enough!!!" Eris El reacted and roared, "F-El! It's fine that you returned empty-handed, but when did it become your turn to lecture me? Moon Lich!"

　"The Moon Lich is dead!" Arya roared. "I killed her! No one will help you ascend to the Angel!"

　For a moment, Eris El seemed speechless. He couldn't understand why his daughter seemed like a different person after being away for only fifteen seconds.

　He saw in his daughter's face those traits taught by the queen again. Why? It was obvious that those traits killed her. In order to survive, those traits should be abandoned.

　The dynasty is in danger, but his blood relatives turn against him?

　Eris-El didn't understand.

　He raised his hand tremblingly, but found that his hand had turned into dry bones burning with blue flames, which made his heart tighten slightly.

　Those flames are his people, the lives tempered by the Moon Altar.

　He... personally destroyed the entire dynasty?

　"Dad... everything is predetermined... that's why I waited until the appointed time to show up... because everything has already happened..."

　The bony hand was held by a delicate little hand. Eris looked up and saw that Arya had already stepped out of the armor and was holding her hand with both hands.

　"The future is set... The dynasty has fallen... Not many dark elves remain... Even

　There are... but they all keep their identities secret..."

　"Everything is already done. Stop it... There may still be people who have not been burned to death... We can still save them..."

　"It's too late, Fu-El..." Eris murmured.

　"Call me Alia..." Alia smiled with tears in her eyes, "I like this name better..."

　"Alia, I can't bear the end of the world..." Eris murmured softly, "I can't let that prophecy come true..."

　"You made the prophecy come true..." Arya said painfully, "Look at your city... The end has come..."

　Everything that supported Eris collapsed in an instant. He fell to his knees, staring blankly at the city burning in blue flames. He watched his own joy and anxiety burning among the outlines of the royal capital, gathering the endless extraordinary source essence into his body.

　Yes, everything is a foregone conclusion.

　He was completely alone now.

　Eris El's lips trembled slightly, and two lines of tears flowed down his dark cheeks, and were quickly swallowed by the scorching blue fire.

　"Kill me, and the center of the formation will be destroyed," Eris said in a dead voice. "Do what you want, Alia."

　""

　Looking at her father's defenseless back, Alia suddenly choked up.

　She made up her mind, drew her dagger, and walked step by step towards the haggard figure.

　Just as she raised her dagger and prepared to stab, a familiar voice came from the side:

　"Your Majesty, your fate has not yet turned around. When you ascend to the Angel, you must naturally eliminate all distractions."

　Arya thrust her dagger at the man who had spoken without hesitation. The blade pierced through his white robe with great precision and pierced his abdomen.

　——It was Father Enoch.

　But he didn't look injured at all. A string of golden branches extended from his shoulders and connected to the void.

　The next second, Alia felt a sharp pain in her abdomen and immediately fell to her knees.

　——That was the fate that the priest had stolen from her in Laslan City.

　"Thank you for not stabbing me in the throat, or I would have felt guilty about killing you."

　Father Enoch placed his hands on Alia's head and pushed her limp body to the ground.

　He turned his head and looked at Eris El, whose face was dull, with a faint smile on his face.

　"Your Majesty, come and start the ascension ceremony."

　"Who are you?" Eris said warily, "You..."

　His voice stopped as he saw a broken mirror appear, revealing the face of A. Tas.

　He saw A. Tas roaring and raging:

　"Ahhhhhhh!! Ah! Ah!! Goddess... the only savior! The only savior!"

　"Have you forgotten?" Father Enoch leaned close to Eris's face and asked kindly, "The goddess's followers killed your queen. Ah, faith always brings us some negative consequences. For example, those who are too blindly convinced may often do something outrageous."

　"Now, the goddess is overlooking your dimension, waiting to destroy you, and you choose to give up the fight?"

　"Goddess of the Star Sea..." Eris El's expression was dull, and a hint of anger returned to his pupils.

　"The future is set, so you're going to give up resisting?" Father Enoch placed his hand on the king's shoulder and shook his head. "No, Your Majesty, I believe that fighting against fate is our most precious asset..."

　"Fighting against fate..."

　"Yes, fight against fate, just as the Mother Goddess said!" Father Enoch's voice suddenly became much louder. "What is destined, charge towards it! Pick up your lance! Charge towards the sea!"

　"boom!"