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

　Maybe it was because of Alice's gorgeous clothes, or maybe it was because of Alice's noble face.

　A poisonous light seemed to flow into the woman's pupils. The light was so sharp that Alice subconsciously wanted to look away.

　Then, she saw the woman burst out with amazing strength, breaking free from everyone around her and rushing towards Alice.

　As she ran, she took out a knife from her bosom.

　"!"

　Alice drew her wand, and streams of fire flickered in the rain, lingering around her.

　She is a demigod, and there is no way she would be afraid of an attack from a mortal.

　Subdue her first and let her calm down.

　Alice raised her wand and stopped the guard who was about to shoot.

　At this moment, a bullet pierced through the rain with a sharp trajectory—

　"Oh!"

　Then he shot through the woman's head cleanly.

　"Crack!"

　The woman fell to the ground, and deep red liquid flowed out, leaving no trace before being washed away by the heavy rain.

　She fell at Alice's feet, one of her eyes falling out of its socket, staring at Alice alone.

　""

　"Attack the bishop of the church? Don't forget who rescued you! Who gave you a new home!"

　Alice looked up and saw Ophelia Thane pulling down her cloak and walking quickly towards her.

　In her hand was a revolver, which was obviously the gun she fired.

　She shouted to the golden people who were watching:

　"Is this how you repay us? Attacking our bishop with a knife?"

　The refugees all crouched down timidly, their expressions terrified, not daring to look Ophelia in the eye.

　They were afraid of the gun she held.

　Ophelia walked back and forth in front of the refugees twice, then raised her revolver and fired continuously into the air:

　"Bang bang bang bang!"

　"This is the Citadel of Academi!" she cried, and the refugees trembled in fear. "We serve the Goddess! We also serve the great Star Angel Shikoti Amura, who saved you from disaster! She did not allow you to desecrate this city!"

　She lowered her gun and waved her hand, signaling the guards to come forward.

　"Strengthen military escort and suppress any possible acts of venting anger."

　After saying that, Ophelia was about to leave.

　"Ophelia!"

　Alice called out to her.

　The head of Section 2 stood still in the rain for three full seconds before turning around and chuckled.

　"What's the matter, Your Excellency?"

　"I could have caught her," Alice said, looking directly into Ophelia's eyes. "Why did you shoot?"

　"The first bird to stick its head out gets shot. This can avoid many subsequent conflicts."

　Ophelia waved her hand:

　"Besides, who knows if that woman has any dangerous forbidden spells on her? Perhaps the Golden King left something on her. You could have predicted that, too? Prying Witch?"

　After saying that, she saluted Alice and left under the escort of the staff of Section 2.

　As she watched Ophelia's figure gradually disappear into the distance, Alice's dark red eyes gradually turned pale with golden light.

　The first bird to stick its head out gets shot?

　She looked at the ground again—the woman's body had been moved away by the soldiers, but there were still some spots of scarlet embedded in the stone bricks.

　Alice did foresee something, she is not a girl who will be fooled by appearances.

　child.

　That woman couldn't even stand up one second, but the next second she could burst out with such terrifying speed and rush straight towards her?

　Alice's intuition told her that this shot would become a symbol, engraved in history.

　And Ophelia...maybe she will be the one to flip the coin of history.

　Her motives are more than she says—serving the Star Angels? She longs to replace the White Tower Council.

　No, she was a descendant of the Thane family, and dangerous wisdom flowed in her brain.

　Now, Alice couldn't determine her true purpose.

　But at least, she could determine Ophelia's next identity:

　A dangerous opponent.

　Yan Xiadanzhou.

　Vivian found Qiuniu on a sea cliff.

　She searched most of Danzhou following the sound of the fairy music and was filled with anger.

　As soon as she saw the figure in the yellow robe, she rushed forward angrily:

　"Hey! Old man! Stop playing the piano!"

　Qiuniu ignored Vivian and played the harp silently. The notes resonated with the strings in the air. The misty water vapor swirled around the sea cliff with him as the center, cutting the sunlight into fine pieces.

　Vivian had no choice but to stop behind him and wait impatiently.

　As she listened, a different emotion surged from the bottom of Vivian's heart, extinguishing the flame.

　The sound of the piano is melodious, like the historian's brush flying across the paper, and the splashing ink drops convey the depth of history.

　Vicissitudes of life, confusion.

　At this moment, the piano music stopped abruptly.

　""

　Qiuniu turned his head and his golden eyes met Vivian's.

　"Ice Dragon Queen, long time no see."

　"Can't you control those Dragon Kings?" Vivian got straight to the point. "If you can't, then I'll be the one to do it."

　Qiuniu shook his head slightly and looked towards the sea.

　"The Nine Sons once submitted to the coercion of the Ice Dragon Emperor. That legendary dragon king defeated most of us and forced us to submit."

　"And the Ice Dragon Emperor is only a part of the Dark Moon Dragon's bloodline. Although the bloodline is rich, it is far inferior to that of the ancient dragon."

　"And you, like me, expect them to go to Mortiheim? The Dark Moon Dragon's head is in the deepest part of the snowy plains. Do you think they dare to go there?"

　"Do you dare to go?" Vivian asked sharply.

　Qiuniu shook his head:

　"Don't test my attitude, Your Majesty. I am the leader of the Nine Sons, but that doesn't mean I can control them."

　"If you must know my stance, it's very simple: the outcome of the Battle of Mortiheim will determine the survival of this world, and I am Yan Xia's protector."

　"So, my position is very clear."

　The golden eyes flickered, and Vivian saw a kind of determination condensed like amber in those vertical pupils.

　She nodded slightly and said:

　"Can hiding in Kyushu solve the problem? No matter what, the cold wave will come. If we die, they will die too."

　"So what if they understand?" Qiuniu said.

　"That's stupid..." Vivian sighed, "Old man, do you have any solution?"

　"Of course there is," Qiuniu smiled, "Kill them and then devour their extraordinary powers."

　After hearing these words, Vivian was stunned.

　She clenched her fists suddenly and said angrily:

　"You're going to betray your brothers and sisters?"

　"This is dragon logic. If Poerseth had the choice, he would have chosen the same approach as me," Qiuniu's tone remained unchanged. "I hope you can learn dragon logic from his tragedy. You don't have to cling to it, but you must understand it."

　"Om——"

　Jun Zhijian raised his sword, and the icy blade pointed directly at Qiuniu's face.

　"Then maybe I should kill you first?" Vivian said coldly.

　"I don't recommend you do that because I'm the only one who knows their location, which will make the hunt more efficient."

　Qiuniu shook his head:

　"You can also try to negotiate with them and ask them to help send troops, provided you think there is enough time."

　Ignoring Jun Zhi's advice, Qiuniu turned around and walked to the edge of the cliff, with his back to Vivian.

　"Of course, you can also choose to refuse to seek Jiuzi's help. Regardless, Yanxia's army is already on its way. The cooperation between Renyantang and Xuecheng is still valid. In terms of manpower, it should be equivalent to 40% of your coalition forces. This should be a great help, right?"

　Vivian doesn't think so.

　What role human armies can play in extraordinary wars remains unknown.

　After the death of the Dragon Lord, Jiuzi was Yan Xia's most powerful supernatural power, and Vivian knew this very well.

　Is it really true that the only option is to hunt down the Nine Sons and take their extraordinary powers...for oneself?

　Vivian stretched out her hand and condensed it, and the ice flame turned into a pitch-black sword.

　She looked at the patterns on the black sword and murmured:

　"Brother, should I kill them?"

　When Qiuniu turned around again, Vivian was gone.

　Only a wisp of ice flame was left, exploding sparks in the air.

Chapter 532: Wild Hunt Season (Part 4) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　Junshan.

　Inside the palace made of ice, Erlum was using his claws to cut pieces of meat into plates, and then placing them neatly on the long table.

　Beside the table, little dragons were looking at him with eager eyes and making a lot of noise.

　Erlum nodded his head kindly.

　An anxious little dragon then patted his head.

　He uttered a low groan, and the dragonets began to eat with a smacking sound.

　""

　Ice flames suddenly rose from the throne. Erlum immediately turned his head and saw the flames condensed into a human form - it was Vivian.

　She sat on the throne, looking dazed and not in a good mood.

　Erlum signaled the dragons to continue eating, then flapped his wings and flew quickly to the front of the throne.

　The ice flame ignited, and the dragon's figure quickly transformed into a tall woman in a black dress.

　After Vivian regained her reverse scale, Erlum was granted the reverse scale again, thus gaining the power to transform into a spiritual state.

　She walked to the throne and was about to kneel when she heard Vivian complain impatiently:

　"Erum! What are you kneeling for?!"

　Erlum smiled faintly and said in a clear voice:

　"What's the matter, Your Majesty? I'm your subject, don't I have to kneel?"

　"Don't tease me! You bad dragon!"