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

　Moreover, such a marching route would incidentally wipe out Xin Jialuo and paralyze the entire empire.

　Xingmo had no mercy on the empire. When the Golden People occupied the Academy, the poor people of the Academy were sacrificed to the Sky Garden. They either died or became the center of the formation and were used as tools to absorb spiritual power.

　Golden King Ugaon is an unscrupulous emperor, and there can be no mercy in the game with him.

　But Xingmo thought that some of what Mr. Luffy said made sense - many residents of the empire were indeed innocent.

　From Mr. Luffy's few words, Xingmo could also keenly perceive that this great sage had been trying to relocate the residents of New Galo for a long time in the past, but had been hindered.

　As for what the obstacle is, the answer is obvious.

　The new Supreme Praiser.

　Xingmo recalled the former Supreme Praiser, the cold-blooded and ruthless jackal.

　He is a being born from the Cursed River and a collection of the evil thoughts of the Golden People.

　It is indeed impossible to completely eliminate such an existence. If you kill one, there will be a second one.

　However, Xingmo didn't expect it to come so soon.

　The Supreme Praiser controls the Immortal Department, and the Immortal Department is obviously in opposition to Mr. Luffy, so his letters were traced all the way to Winter County.

　It seems that the empire's troubled waters are becoming increasingly muddy.

　At this time, the tent was opened, and Aurora walked in contentedly and sat in Xingmo's arms.

　"Ouch."

　"Angel, please massage my shoulders~" Aurora felt quite relaxed.

　Xingmo sighed helplessly and gently pinched Aurora's shoulders.

　Then she told Aurora about Mr. Luffy's letter.

　"That's it..."

　After listening, Aurora nodded slightly, then looked up at Xingmo:

　"What do you think?"

　"To be honest, no matter what is best," Xing Mo said calmly, "The Imperials cannot defeat the Pale Angels. For us, the best way to avoid complications is to wait for the new

　Luo was smoothed out and then went ashore."

　"Isn't this a bit too cruel?" Aurora muttered.

　"Indeed, perhaps," Xingmo nodded, "Those residents of Xinjialuo...are innocent after all."

　Aurora looked at Xingmo strangely and muttered:

　"Little Saint, in the past, you would have chosen to help them without hesitation."

　"Well," Xing Mo did not deny it, "After all, at that time, even if the sky collapsed, there were still tall people to hold it up..."

　"...And now, we are the highest."

　After Principal Merlin left, Xingmo realized that her previous accusations against him were actually unfair.

　Only after truly standing in this position can you realize all kinds of troubles. In this process, those qualities that you once took pride in - conscience, passion, and sense of justice - have all become a burden.

　After becoming an angel, Xingmo began to look at the game from the perspective of a chess player.

　At the same time, she also clearly felt that many things were getting farther and farther away from her.

　Is it the influence of divinity?

　Or is it necessary to abandon these things in order to become a high-ranking person?

　"We should indeed go," Xingmo said, "Even if it's not to save anyone, we have to find out what the Golden King is planning to do."

　After learning that Cain's descendants were given the Seventh Retribution, Xingmo did not think it was wise to act rashly.

　In the previous battle with Father Enoch, Xingmo did not realize that he had a similar mark, and as a genuine angel, Enoch's status next to Cain could not be low.

　And now, even someone like Lathorne, who seems to have a much lower status, possesses the Seventh Retribution, which only points to one possibility—

　——Cain's true self has broken through some kind of "restraint", thus releasing all his power into the real world.

　The blow that caused the collapse of the Caradorans Mountains must have been her work.

　If the Golden King also has a similar mark, then Xing Mo would be easily restricted if he took action personally.

　Therefore, she needs to collect more intelligence, and the Machiavelli Empire is an entity that is very suitable for collecting intelligence.

　As the only representative of the Court of Redemption in modern civilization, the Empire is the intelligence entity that Xingmo can most easily access.

　"Let's go back to the Citadel first," Xingmo stood up, "We still have things to deal with at the New White Tower Council."

　"You should go back first. My sister wants to talk to us," Aurora yawned. "We'll meet you later."

　"Okay," Xingmo rubbed Aurora's head, "Keep warm."

　"Stupid, stupid, will the angel be cold?"

　"It seems not."

　Xingmo said goodbye to Aurora, opened the tent, and felt the cold wind blowing in his face.

　She could feel the cold, but this cold no longer had the same meaning to her as it did in the past.

　It was as if she had a barrier between herself and the world.

　At the top of the snowy mountain, Aurora tore open the crack and saw her sister standing on the top of the mountain.

　"You came."

　Perlis turned her head, with the White Flame Seat flashing in her eyes.

　Seeing this, Aurora was a little surprised:

　"Sister, why are you..."

　"Don't worry, it's not a big problem here," Perlis smiled faintly, "The Red Moon has a very limited effect on me."

　"why?"

　"I projected onto the remains of the White Angel, and she absorbed most of the Winter Angel's power, forming certain characteristics."

　"This property adds a barrier between me and the Red Moon. Of course, this barrier is only effective in Mortiheim and the surrounding areas."

　"Besides, I don't think it will last too long. The Red Moon will always find a way..." Perlis looked up at the snowstorm, "But it's enough for me to finish my work."

　"What's the matter? Did you call me here to help?" Aurora was curious.

　"The branches of the giant silver tree are reaching their end, remember?"

　Perlis' words silenced Aurora.

　The little guy nodded gently and said:

　"I think the little saint is really getting closer to the end."

　"The angel was about to walk onto the shore, and thousands of people would die. But when someone asked for help, the little saint felt that it didn't matter whether she went to save them or not..."

　"Even if she finally decided to go, it was because she wanted to know the Golden King's intentions. Saving people seemed to have become... secondary..."

　In front of her sister, Aurora's confusion came out.

　"She wasn't like this before... She always risked her life to save others..."

　Perlis walked over to Aurora and gently stroked her face.

　"Relax, Aurora," she said softly. "This isn't necessarily a sign of things to come. In my opinion, it's simply a burden that those in high positions must bear."

　"But she used to hate such high-ranking people," Aurora shook her head slightly. "Now she sits on it, but she seems to have no burden."

　"Maybe she has it, but she just hasn't shown it to you. Who knows?" Perlis said softly, "Don't doubt her. If you think it's worth it, then trust her."

　"Of course I believe her! That's why I'm worried!" Aurora puffed out her cheeks. "Then why did my sister call me here?"

　"Borrow the connection between you and her." Perlis extended her hand toward Aurora.

　"Contact? What connection?"

　Aurora muttered and gave her hand to her sister.

　Sister, and the moment her hand was grasped by her sister, golden stars and moons appeared on the back of her hand——

　"!"

　Aurora looked at the mark belonging to Xingmo in disbelief. She didn't know when Xingmo's mark appeared on her body!

　This made her feel incredible.

　"Don't be too surprised." Perlis seemed to have known it for a long time.

　A black, shattered crown appeared above Perlis's head. She raised her head and reached out towards the vast snow and wind—

　——Holding the string of fate.

　"Varied..."

　Aurora stared blankly at the fate in her sister's hands, choking for a moment.

　"Engraving ink can create everything," Perlis said, looking at the shimmering golden light. "Of course, in this world, some medium may be needed."

　She held the ball of golden light in her hand and gently moved it downwards:

　"There will be a brief breach in the eternal darkness," Perlis said, looking at the sky. "This is its fate."

　Aurora could sense the change. Something above the sky seemed to have broken. The breaking only lasted for a brief moment, but it was indeed broken.

　Then, a white meteor lit up in the sky and began to fall towards the top of the snow-capped mountain.

　"No way..." Aurora murmured.

　"Think I'm making a big deal out of nothing?" Perlis smiled.

　"No, no..." Aurora felt warm in her heart.

　Of course she knew what it was, it was a broken star!

　My sister's most powerful weapon.

　It flew all the way here from the high heavens and entered the atmosphere after the sky was shattered.

　All of Aurora's previous little complaints about her sister vanished in an instant.

　No matter how many minor conflicts there were, there was no doubt that my sister was doing her best to help me.

　"Rumble..."

　The white light passed through the atmosphere and fell rapidly towards the top of the mountain, exploding in the air again and again.

　It flew straight towards Perlis, and Perlis gently stretched out her hand and swung it towards a mountain next door.

　"boom----"

　The white light instantly tore the mountain apart, causing the mountain to collapse. An avalanche rolled down the mountain like a flood, raising waves of magnificent white mist.

　From the white mist, fragments of silver light flashed and rolled with red lightning, like broken meteors.

　Perlis stretched out her hand and grasped the fragments accurately in her hand, quickly piecing them together to form a broken silver sword.

　Perlis turned the knife, and the fragments were pieced together into a silver knight sword.

　With a light pinch, it quickly pieced together into a silver spear and thrust it into the snow.

　Finally, with a flash of white light, the fragments quickly turned into countless fragments, surrounding the silver ring on Perlis's wrist, almost merging into one.

　"Isn't that an exaggeration?" Aurora asked cautiously.

　"It has killed many gods before, more than enough to deal with the current situation."

　Perlis rubbed her wrist and looked at the avalanche in the distance:

　"But I'm not the breaking point after all, and neither is Xiaomo."

　"You are the breaking point, Aurora."

　"Be prepared, sister," Perlis patted Aurora's shoulder gently and whispered in her ear, "Be prepared to allow anything to happen, be prepared to lose everything."

　"Well...we know..."

　Aurora raised her head, her eyes still stubborn.

　"The little saint said... everything depends on human effort..."