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

　A pale blue halo flickered in the bronze waves. Alia manipulated the flow of time with ease. Heads flew into the sky under the swing of the steel blade, and soon the battle became one-sided.

　Tolum wielded the golden dagger, which could cut through iron like mud. The bronze armors looked like thin paper in front of it.

　He quickly fought his way through a gap and saw Amran, the soldier who had served under him, not far away.

　He still remembered the day he was infected by the curse, fell into a coma, and was on the verge of life and death.

　At that time, he was just a small team leader guarding the city ring, so Sky Garden naturally would not allocate resources to send him to the best hospital.

　That day, he met the doctor.

　"Is it a nightmare?"

　"Are you Dr. Jadeti?"

　In the nightmare, Tolum heard Amram's voice, asking the doctor to save him.

　That day, he was saved by Dr. Jie Deti.

　He didn't trust the People of the Mist, but he trusted the doctor who saved him.

　He saved so many people, even the Imperials who were his enemies.

　"Amram!"

　Tolum roared and rushed towards Amran with a golden dagger.

　Amram pierced the throat in front of him with his spear cleanly and neatly. He shook off the blood on the spear in the heavy rain and turned to look at Tolum.

　Spears and short swords flashed and crossed each other—

　"clang!"

　Stalemate, sparks flickering.

　"Dr. Jadeti saved us! Don't you remember?" Tolum shouted.

　"You're a coward, Tolum!" Amran roared. "You'll kill us all!"

　"Crack!"

　The golden dagger cut through the spear, and flames burst out from the broken surface.

　Tolum punched Amran in the face, knocking him to the ground.

　"Hold your men back!" Tolum yelled.

　"For Sekhmet!"

　Amlan roared angrily, and black energy burst out from his body. He suddenly jumped up at a speed invisible to the naked eye and stabbed Tolum with his ferocious claws.

　At this moment, Tolum closed his eyes.

　Swinging the sword——

　"Pfft!"

　The golden dagger tore through the black air, like tearing a

　Thin paper.

　Blood splattered, and Tolum lifted up Amran's head and roared:

　"Your leader is dead! Surrender!"

　But no one listened to him. Another spear came stabbing at him. Tolum threw away the head and swung his sword to meet the attack, howling wildly.

　""

　After an unknown amount of time, the bloodstains on the ground were washed away by the heavy rain.

　Tolum leaned against the wall, breathing heavily.

　A blue halo flashed, and Alia appeared beside him with the armor mask open.

　"The steamship is coming." said Alia.

　The city gates opened, and Isis Elbella led the Kite Wing Guerrillas in, crossing the blood-soaked battlefield.

　Looking at those people busying around, Tolum exhaled deeply and looked up at the sky.

　The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and God will land soon.

　"When the rain stops, how many people will be alive..." he murmured.

　In Singara, heavy rain is pouring down.

　There are still two hours and eight minutes until the Pale Angel lands.

Chapter 524 Pomegranate Juice (Part 6) -4k- (Double Update in One)

　New Galo Coast Defense Line - Two hours and fifteen minutes until Pale Angel lands

　"Sir! There's a riot at the city's defenses! The main perpetrator seems to be Tolum!"

　"Never mind. We don't want to send anyone over."

　General Tutankhamun opened his makeshift tent and walked into the torrential rain.

　He looked at the coastline and the rolling gray fog on the sea, his expression becoming more solemn.

　Half an hour ago, the spiritual witch detected the fluctuation of spiritual power on the sea surface and immediately issued a level one alarm.

　Threat level, angel level.

　Just ten minutes later, news came that the typhoon fleet had destroyed the last few strongholds in the archipelago, and a storm was rapidly approaching Singara.

　This storm would destroy Singara the moment it made landfall, and the city's defenders knew that their power was too small compared to that storm.

　So small that it is insignificant.

　In reality, everyone knew that once the Howl was destroyed, they had no chance of winning.

　The only way for the Golden People to survive is to evacuate, to completely leave this thousand-year-old capital.

　But they couldn't retreat, they were soldiers, and behind them was Xin Jialuo.

　The Golden People's desire for an oasis still exists even today when there is no shortage of water.

　They would not give the oasis to the enemy, even if the outcome would be destruction.

　"Calibrate the city defense artillery, and all fleets move closer to the seawall," General Tutankhamun ordered. "Once the target appears, immediately fire all your missiles!"

　"Even if we die, we will bring down Delem Kans."

　"As ordered!"

　In the heavy rain, the soldiers stood on the seawall like a city wall, staring at the heavy rain at the end of their sight.

　General Tutankhamun raised his head, looked at the sunlight obscured by the dark clouds, and murmured softly:

　"Golden Sun, great Yi, protect your people..."

　"We can't be thirsty anymore..."

　Erlu Desert - One hour and fifty minutes until the Pale Angel lands

　"Om——"

　Amidst the flickering pale blue light, Xingmo stood on the sand dune.

　She had been here before, when she was just a saint, and had gone through countless hardships and obstacles before finding a way to ascend to a demigod.

　Not far away, the stone statue with a bird's head and a lion's body was still half-sunk in the sand, and the golden words on the base were still shining.

　"...Great Yi, blazing sun! Look at that magnificent city, it would even make the heavens bow down to its feet!"

　Besides, nothing...

　But all around the ruins, there is a vast expanse of lonely, flat sand...

　Stretching out into the desolate quarters.

　""

　Xing Mo looked up at the dark clouds in the sky. She knew that it was going to rain in the desert.

　The Golden People struggled in the desert for a thousand years, but never saw rain in the desert.

　Now, it is finally raining in the desert.

　But what came with the rain was destruction.

　A catastrophe like the one that happened thousands of years ago - their gods will die.

　Xingmo walked past the statue and headed towards the ancient city to find the secret room where Thoth Ibrahim was.

　At this time, she heard the sound of horse hooves from the side. She turned her eyes slightly and saw several warriors in yellow robes riding horses and holding scimitars in their hands.

　Inspiration extended, and Xingmo's consciousness invaded their minds:

　"...Intruder...Kill her! Kill her!"

　Further negotiations are unnecessary.

　Xingmo raised her wand gracefully, and the strings of fate gathered at the tip of the wand.

　She was about to play the strings when her thoughts changed and Aurora's words seemed to linger in her ears again.

　""

　The golden strings transitioned to black, and Xingmo played them lightly. The attackers fell to the ground with their horses and fell into coma.

　Many of the Golden People will die after this disaster, so let's kill fewer people.

　Xingmo sighed softly, walked through the ancient city, and headed towards Toth Ibrahim's hiding place.

　She quickly found the ruined dome building, and right in front of it, a dark figure was waiting.

　"...Star Angel..."

　Sekhmet held two axes, and behind her, a dark river gushed out from the ground, forming a series of spiky tentacles.

　The red robe had turned into lava, and golden light flowed through the damaged armor. Sekhmet had lost control.

　"Aren't you going to help your soldiers?" Xing Mo said, "They will soon

　It’s time to face the angel.”

　"It's not that I help them, but they help me," Sekhmet's voice was deep, "and if we stop you, the only variable will be destroyed."

　After saying that, the Praiser swung his axe violently, and four or five pitch-black tentacles whipped towards Xingmo, forming a slippery outline in the air.

　Xing Mo waved his magic wand, and golden light exploded, instantly blowing the tentacles into pieces.

　Her long hair gradually turned silver-white, golden stars were outlined in her pupils, and six wings unfolded from behind her.

　The Star Angel stretched out his hand and stabbed, and the pale blue halo split open, instantly pouring an excessive amount of secrets into Sekhmet's brain.

　With a "pop", a hole appeared on Sekhmet's lion head, and dark blood splattered out.

　At this moment, Xingmo flapped his six wings, instantly breaking through and detonating, and the golden dagger pierced Sekhmet's throat——

　"Pfft!"

　New Garo Ring Road - One hour and thirty minutes until the White Angel lands

　"Go this way, this is the area closest to the ring city!"

　After Isis gave the order, she leaned out of cover, and two guide pins popped out from both sides of her arms, with arcs of electricity flashing between them.

　"boom----"

　The azure arcs of electricity spread wildly in the rainstorm, instantly flattening the trenches on the street ahead and electrocuting the imperial soldiers into unconsciousness.

　Sand condensed on the street, quickly forming a half-real and half-virtual city defense cannon. The witches sang strange melodies, and the incense burners in their hands dragged colorful fragrance trails in the rain.

　Before the city defense cannon could fully gather its power, four or five sparks shot out from the eaves.

　"Boom, boom, boom, boom -"

　The artillery fire instantly overwhelmed the spirit witches. Chloe August swung her rapier, drawing a gust of wind in the air, and plunged into the smoke and dust of the explosion.

　“Swish, swish, swish, swish—”

　The strong wind cut through the smoke and dust, cut through the heavy rain, and tore the blood of the witches to the ground.

　In that blood, Chloe keenly sensed the power of the curse.