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

　The sun of Singara broke through the clouds and hung in the sky again.

　He opened his arms and roared in a deep, overlapping voice:

　I am Ugaon Tukakankion! King of kings!

　"Unrivaled achievements, even the gods are impressed!"

　The six golden wings of the divine bird spread out, and the sun of New Galo rose.

Chapter 528 Pomegranate Juice (Part 10) -4k- (Double Update in One)

　The golden sun rose above the sky of Xinjialuo, and the rain and mist evaporated into wisps of white mist, obscuring the figures above the sky.

　The sun cast a faint glow on the rain.

　Xingmo raised her head and watched the newborn angel shining brightly in the sky. Golden sand flowed around His body - the sand was burning and turning into tentacles like solar prominence matter.

　The emperor finally took this step.

　Even though He had been seeded with the fate of Enoch, He was destined to collapse.

　This time, there was no scheme, and He was indeed promoted to an angel as Xingmo said.

　An angel destined to collapse.

　Was it because the mountain of blood debt had finally overwhelmed Him? Was it because the flood of history had washed away the sand covering His heart, revealing His rock-like kindness?

　Or perhaps, the cunning Ugaan Tukakankian is really as He said...

　...has remained faithful to His people from beginning to end.

　"Buzzing—"

　Above the sky, Ugaen gently pressed downwards, and the golden light of the scorching sun pressed down on the city ravaged by the tsunami, instantly smoothing the sea surface.

　He stretched out his hand and grasped downwards. The scorching sun's light instantly bloomed in the Cursed River, burning out the dark mist.

　Sekhmet twisted in agony, their souls being burned by the sun.

　But they did not seem to be defeated. Under the scorching sun, they still waved their claws and grabbed at the pale angel.

　"Zizzizi!"

　Ugaen waved his hand suddenly, and the sunlight pierced into the earth from the sky like a sharp sword, penetrating deeper and deeper into the cursed river.

　The resentment in the Cursed River is evaporating and dispersing into white mist in the air.

　At this moment, all the golden people in the world completely stopped being devoured. What protected them was no longer the Tree of Life, but the sun that came from deep in their blood.

　The sun's light flows in the blood of every Golden People, from the Age of Gods to this day.

　Ugaon awakened that ray of sunlight, and with a compassionate gesture, He spread His six wings, and the scorching light continued to evaporate the river of curse.

　At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in His spiritual body.

　Ugaon lowered his head and saw a golden branch explode on His shoulder.

　It was the foreshadowing of Enoch's fate.

　He felt his spirit body begin to collapse rapidly, disintegrating towards the inevitable.

　The Court of Redemption has been watching Him, from beginning to end.

　"Stop," Enoch's kind voice echoed in his ears, "You can survive and run with us towards—"

　"Pfft!"

　Ugaan tore the golden branch into pieces.

　By refusing to be manipulated by fate, He also destroyed His own destiny.

　Before his mind collapsed, he tore open his chest without hesitation and crushed the beating golden heart.

　"Pfft!"

　Golden blood filled with sunlight flowed out, dyeing the air wine red and emitting a fragrance like pomegranate juice.

　Pomegranate juice fell from the sky into the sea, dyeing the dark water surface into wine red, and looked like a purple diamond under the sunlight.

　At this moment, Ugaen's spirit collapsed.

　"Boom——"

　His body exploded, and a vortex of scorching golden light contracted inward, spun out golden tentacles like solar prominence matter in all directions.

　Its body transformed into the sun, with six twisted wings spreading out with the sun as the center. The edges of the wings had broken, jagged lines, like the peel of a rotten orange.

　In the center of the sun, the crack still gurgles out pomegranate juice.

　Ugaen had calculated everything long ago. A crack burst open along the center of the sun, and more and more pomegranate juice flowed out.

　Soon, the sea was completely dyed purple-red.

　Sekhmet could not resist such temptation, and he bent down and drank the pomegranate juice.

　That was the essence from the golden sun. He was a descendant of Yi, and he should drink it and become one with the great sun.

　The sun is bleeding and the lioness is drinking blood.

　The river of curse began to boil, and Xingmo could feel many things resonating under his feet.

　Only this time, they weren't screaming.

　The sun's light purifies the resentment in the cursed river, the evil thoughts dissipate in the sunlight, and the golden people once again bathe in the Lord's light.

　Sekhmet may have realized that the pomegranate juice was actually wine that led him to sleep, but it was too late.

　He fell into a deep sleep, and thousands of Sekhmets fell among the purple and red rolling waves, and darkness spread.

　Deep in the center of the earth, the curse that had been silent for thousands of years was finally purified by the sun, and the souls wandering on the edge of reality finally found rest.

　The unscrupulous emperor redeemed his people by any means necessary.

　"Pfft!"

　As the extraordinary essence was lost, the sun gradually became dim and signs of corruption appeared on its wings.

　A ray of golden light lit up, and the sun turned slightly in the sky, facing the tiny figure as small as a grain of rice in front of it.

　Xingmo hung in the air, pulling out the Spear of Ivramis from his spine inch by inch.

　Silver hair fluttered in the turbulence of the solar prominence, six golden wings spread out gracefully, and golden strings vibrated in the air, forming a symphony.

　The sun is watching

　Star Angel, Star Angel looks at the sun.

　"...star..."

　Taiyang spoke, and almost at the same time, Xingmo threw out the Spear of Destiny with an expressionless face—

　"boom"

　The golden light instantly penetrated the sun, and purple-red blood gushed out and exploded above the sky.

　The sun fell from the sky and fell into the sea.

　He was grabbed by the pale angel, and countless tentacles wrapped around his body, and then suddenly tore off his six wings one by one.

　"Pfft!"

　The wings exploded one after another, and the core of the sun was pressed into the purple-red sea by the pale angel—

　"Zizzizi!"

　In an instant, the sea was ignited, and a little bit of golden sand emerged from the burning flames and floated in the air.

　"Aurora!"

　Xingmo descended quickly and hung together with Aurora.

　The girl had been hanging here for a long time, watching everything happen.

　She heard the souls resting under the burning sun, heard the last trace of evil in the cursed river dissipate into nothingness, and felt the life of the last Shingara leave.

　"Aurora."

　Aurora turned her head and met those golden eyes again.

　"The Song of the Sand will soon be extracted, and it is your turn to contain it."

　Xingmo spoke calmly, her tone full of rationality.

　"Although you used your power prematurely and your condition is not perfect, I can stabilize your fate. In this way, you..."

　Xing Mo was suddenly stunned. The golden light in her pupils dissipated, and Aurora's little face was reflected in her emerald green pupils.

　Two lines of tears streamed down Aurora's cheeks.

　"Little Saint..." Aurora's voice was choked with sobs, "They...are all dead..."

　"That's a necessary sacrifice," Xingmo whispered, "We can't control this."

　"What about me? Am I also necessary?" Aurora gently wiped away her tears with her hands.

　"You must accommodate the Song of the Sands, or else..."

　"We can't do that," Aurora shook her head. "I'm sorry."

　Xing Mo was stunned. Something in her chest seemed to have cracked and something seeped out.

　"Aurora... little ancestor?"

　"Over a hundred thousand people died in an instant, and then tens of thousands more became food for that lioness," Aurora's voice trembled. "Little Saint, why are you so calm? You clearly... you clearly love those lives even more than I do..."

　"I..."

　"You've always stood up bravely before, but this time... you just watched from the city wall..."

　"I have to take control of the situation," Xingmo took a deep breath, "I have to... because..."

　When the sky fell, she was the tallest one.

　Aurora looked at Xingmo. At this moment, the little saint in front of her became completely unfamiliar.

　Didn't she understand that Xingmo was the biggest victim of fate?

　But those were more than 100,000 lives, and they were all wiped out in an instant.

　Xingmo didn't even blink.

　This was not the Xing Mo she knew.

　"Little Ancestor...I..."

　Xingmo wanted to say something, but she suddenly felt a surge of spiritual pressure bursting out from the sea below.

　Looking down, Xingmo saw a sun rising from the sea - darkness and gold intertwined, the Lost Kingdom and the Song of Sand entangled together, converging into a golden sun.

　The authority of life, the shadow of scorching sun.

　The golden star and moon trembled, something was calling her.

　"Go," Xingmo heard Aurora say in her ear, "if you are so determined to follow your fate."

　Xingmo raised her head and met Aurora's calm bloodshot eyes.

　If it weren't for those two tear marks, she seemed as if she had never cried, and divinity filled in those blood-red eyes, just like when they first met.

　Xing Mo's hands trembled. She gritted her teeth and whispered:

　"sorry..."

　Then, it dived towards the sun, its golden wings growing larger and larger, until they were large enough to wrap around the sun.

　"boom----"

　The magnificent giant wings enveloped the scorching sun and shadow, and the golden starlight intersected and overlapped with the scorching sun.

　The purple and red in the sea water continued to converge upwards, gradually converging into the scorching sun, and quickly weaving into a sphere.

　Watching the star foam gradually absorb the scorching sunlight and shadow, Aurora raised her hand slightly, then let it go weakly.

　She took a deep breath, used herself as an anchor, and tried her best to become the foundation that could accommodate the star foam.

　After Xingmo's spirit had completely stabilized, Aurora took one last look at her and murmured softly:

　"Wait until we come back."