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

　"I gave them a chance to surrender," Alya shook her head, "and they didn't listen."

　Xing Mo nodded slightly, signaling the soldiers to follow.

　The Ring of Transcendence opened and continued to expand, forming a door that could accommodate dozens of people.

　The soldiers of Tolum looked at each other, nodded, and then walked through the gate in groups.

　As they were about to finish the journey, Xingmo suddenly felt the shadow under his feet tremble.

　She stomped on it hard, the shadow shattered, blood gushed out from the darkness, and the shadow calmed down again.

　"Come out."

　Xing Mo's eyes focused, and a pale blue halo quickly appeared in the air, fixing a figure.

　It was a giant being with a lion's head and a human body, with flames burning on its torn red robe.

　It's Sekhmet.

　Blood dripped at her feet, and it was obvious that she was seriously injured.

　"Star Angel..." Sekhmet murmured dully.

　"Where is your master? Is she still hiding in that small garden?" Xing Mo turned the golden dagger in his hand.

　"You will soon meet the Great Most High..." said Sekhmet.

　As expected, it was Cain who gave personality to the Supreme Praise.

　"You shouldn't show up so early." Xing Mo shook his head.

　"I would say the same thing to you."

　The flames exploded, Sekhmet grabbed a ball of flame and turned it into a long spear, slashing it towards Xingmo.

　And Xingmo waved the infinity in his hand——

　"clang----"

　Golden starlight exploded, and Sekhmet was instantly knocked away by the starlight and hit the wall hard.

　Just as she was about to stand up, two golden daggers came flying through the air—

　“Swish, swish—”

　Then four, six, eight, dozens of daggers took turns piercing Sekhmet's abdomen, nailing her to the wall.

　The flames in the giant lion's head flickered, and before she could react, a crisp snap of fingers was heard.

　"Snapped!"

　With the sound of a snap of fingers, Sekhmet's body shattered into pieces, turning into burning charcoal-like fragments on the ground.

　Xingmo walked out of the smoke and dust, step by step towards the broken land of Sekhmet, with the infinite light in his hand flashing with golden light.

　The power of this new Supreme Praiser is indeed stronger than the previous one, but that is all.

　Facing the mighty power of fate, he had no chance to resist.

　""

　However, at this moment, Xingmo felt a tingling sensation at the back of her neck.

　She turned around and saw countless dark forces surging from the ground, quickly outlining the shape of a lioness.

　Sekhmet rose to her feet once more, and this time, she was even more powerful.

　Even though his fate was sealed, he was resurrected?

　Xingmo frowned, and the mark of the Tree of Life on his arm lit up.

　"Aurora, what's the reaction from the Lost Nation?"

　The Kingdom of Confusion is the authority of the invisible mist and should be able to perceive the movement of the cursed river.

　"The river is rising," Aurora's voice came from Xingmo's ear. "That's an exaggeration. Can that guy mobilize the Cursed River? We can't do that."

　"You can't do it?" Xing Mo was a little surprised.

　"We can mobilize the power of the curse, but not the Cursed River. That river is made up of the remaining spirits of the dead Golden People, and they are difficult to tame."

　When Xingmo heard this, he suddenly realized why Cain gave the Supreme Praiser a specific personality.

　As an evil spirit born from the Cursed River, the Supreme Praiser can mobilize the power of the river, and giving it personality means being able to control it, which means controlling the Cursed River.

　A cursed river that has been deposited for thousands of years, the power it possesses can be imagined.

　Such a huge power can be used even against an angel.

　For example...

　Pale angel.

　Xing Mo snapped his fingers and instantly flashed to Sekhmet's side.

　In front, the dagger slashed out——

　"bass----"

　Sekhmet was torn into pieces by her in an instant, and at the same time, another Sekhmet emerged behind her.

　Endless killing.

　Xingmo was determined to follow this idea.

　The cursed river holds the deposits of the golden people who died over the past thousand years. It is impossible for Xingmo to end the fate of so many people at once.

　As long as the cursed river exists, Sekhmet cannot die.

　In the past, after the death of the Supreme Praiser, it would take more time to select a consciousness in the River of Curse that could become the relative subject. For example, the former Supreme Praiser actually took a priest who witnessed the fall of Yi as the relative subject.

　But now, this natural process has been erased.

　Sekhmet, established by Cain, is this subject.

　She can be resurrected again and again with the help of the Cursed River, carrying a fate that Xingmo cannot end.

　"You'll drown."

　Sekhmet violently tore open his chest, and instantly, a dark force gushed out, sweeping towards Xingmo—

　"boom"

　Xingmo threw a golden dagger to the ground in front of him, and the blade stabbed into the ground, splitting the oncoming wave in two.

　"Alia, let's go." Xingmo whispered.

　There is no point in protracted fighting. If we want to resolve the current situation, we need to find a permanent solution.

　Sekhmet must die, otherwise, with the power of the Cursed River, the Pale Angel may not be able to tear apart Mortiheim after the battle of gods on the shore.

　As the Ring of Transcendence opened, Xingmo took two steps back and left the hall of the Treasury with Alia.

　When the dark light dissipated, the only thing left in the hall was the Lioness God floating in the air.

　She looked at the place where Xingmo disappeared, and there seemed to be flames burning in her pupils.

Chapter 521 Pomegranate Juice (Part 3) -4k- (Double Update in One)

　"Crash..."

　It was raining heavily, and Xinjialuo's night was drowned in the rain.

　By the window, Aurora looked out with a peaceful expression, her eyes full of thoughts.

　She recalled what her sister had said to her, and recalled the warning:

　"Be prepared to allow anything to happen, be prepared to lose everything."

　Having lost everything, Aurora no longer knew what she had. She used to be a carefree elf in the sea of ​​flowers. Her daily routine consisted of playing with the flowers and grasses, and listening to the wind singing.

　But as the golden meteor took away the flowers from the sea of ​​flowers, her fate seemed to have completely changed.

　She crossed the sea of ​​stars and came to a strange world, where she met Xing Mo, made so many friends, and had her own believers.

　But no matter what, Aurora still felt as if there was a thin barrier between herself and the world.

　She had experienced a lot in this world. Yes, from the beaches of the Citadel to the deserts of the Empire, she had seen fire dragons flying among the mountains, magnificent cities on the core of the earth, and the Skeleton Gate rising from the waves.

　But even these things seemed to always be separated from her.

　Yes, she always stayed by Xingmo's side, watching Xingmo negotiate with all kinds of people and unravel the truth step by step.

　She experienced all of this, yet seemed like an outsider.

　The reason is simple. It's nothing more than not being too ostentatious and hiding. This is all reasonable. The local gods hiding in the shadows have been watching this world. Aurora can't do much, otherwise she might face the same fate as her sister, being tidally locked.

　But Aurora has grown a lot, and she won't use these as excuses anymore.

　She is an Outer God, and she is objectively distant from this world. This is the fact.

　Even though she has an instinctive empathy for life, she is, after all, just a visitor among the stars. When lives in this world die, she will feel pain and confusion, but the pain will never reach her heart.

　Because she is not a "human".

　The one who suffers because of life is Xingmo, the Xingmo who grew up in this world and is closely connected with this world.

　And what about Aurora?

　Her pain always carries with it a sense of looking down on others, just like children from aristocratic families reading literature depicting suffering - the excellent literary aesthetics cultivated since childhood make them feel bruised and battered by the emotions hidden between the lines, but after all, they are slightly distant from the pain coming from the bottom.

　Because they have not experienced the pain personally, no matter how deep their empathy is, they can only imagine the suffocation that insects experience before death through amber.

　Only now did Aurora realize the existence of this distance.

　This distance was very subtle. It wasn't big enough to change Aurora's behavioral logic, but it was enough to cause confusion at some subtle points.

　Such as now.

　When did it start?

　It was probably when he saw the innocent and brave Xing Mo showing the gaze of a superior for the first time.

　Xingmo is Aurora's anchor. Before meeting Xingmo, Aurora did not think how strong her humanity was. Her personality was built on flowers, not on "experiences."

　If she were not the Tree of Life, perhaps she would be like those Havrgard angels in the ivory tower, unconscious and filled with pure divinity.

　She is the seed of a star, and the resonance with life shapes her spiritual intelligence.

　Although this prevented her from ever becoming a complete god, it made her who she was.

　And now, Aurora felt this subtle balance

　The balance is being destroyed.

　Xingmo's divinity is increasing, which makes Aurora's humanity unstable.

　Everything she experienced in this world was faced together with Xingmo, but Xingmo was denying those experiences.

　She began to focus not on salvation but on fate—the purpose of everything was to confront Cain, to fight a “holy war.”

　Aurora didn't think this perspective of a superior was wrong. Xingmo had embarked on this journey for the people of the academy, and she was the one who suffered the most.

　But Aurora doesn't want Xingmo to take this path.

　On a rainy day, the girl clenched her fists slightly.

　She began to hate rainy days.

　"Clap."

　The door was pushed open, Aurora turned around and saw the pair of golden eyes.

　She still preferred it when those eyes were always emerald green.

　""

　The golden light in Xingmo's eyes faded, she closed the door, and sat down on the bed next to Aurora.

　"What's wrong?" she asked with concern.

　"I'm worried about you." Aurora shrugged.

　She didn't want to add more burden to Xingmo because of her confusion. Xingmo already had enough burdens.

　Xingmo didn't ask Aurora too much. She lay down on the bed and took a deep breath.

　"I'm so tired."