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

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　Or perhaps, Merlin was frozen in a block of black ice, surrounded by extremely difficult and complex curses, which was the highest level of respect his enemies could offer him.

　But I never expected...

　Merlin, clad in furs, became king.

　His subordinates are all...death row prisoners.

　Xingmo looked at Merlin, and Merlin looked at Xingmo.

　The old man cleared his throat awkwardly, took off the crown and placed it on the head of a monster nearby.

　"From now on you are the king, not me."

　He patted the confused monster, smiled, walked through the long passage, and came to Xingmo.

　"Ah...Xiaomo..." He opened his arms, "Do you want to hug Principal Meilin?"

　"What are you doing?" Xing Mo uttered five extremely lethal words.

　"Ahem... I'm just..." Merlin looked at the spirits around him, "To unite the masses. After all, Najirfa..."

　Before he could finish, Xingmo suddenly raised his hand and pointed his wand at his head.

　Golden lightning flowed on the wand, ready to strike.

　"Are you Merlin?" Xing Mo asked lightly.

　"Om——"

　Six pairs of jet-black wings spread out behind Merlin, and each feather seemed to have the power to absorb light.

　Merlin's silver pupils turned into pure gold. He stared at Xingmo, his Adam's apple rolling.

　"I am a crow."

　The sight of him spreading his six wings instantly caused a commotion. In an instant, the monsters knelt down and kowtowed to this godlike man.

　Looking at Merlin's golden eyes, Xingmo slowly lowered his wand.

　There's no mistake, it can only be him.

　"What are you doing?" Xingmo sighed.

　"I've already told you that unity is strength. Why don't you believe me?"

　Merlin waved his hand, signaling all the goblins to retreat.

　A few minutes later, Xingmo and Merlin were the only ones left in the depths of the death row.

　Merlin glanced at Xingmo, looked her up and down, and curled his lips slightly:

　"It's so fast... You're already an angel..."

　"You should have known this day would come, right?" Xing Mo said calmly, "The Book of Hell... was created by you using the crimson ray that was expelled from my soul when I ascended, wasn't it?"

　"You know all this?" Merlin laughed. "Hahahaha, back then I hadn't thought about fighting fate, so the most I could do was throw a chess piece into the river of fate..."

　"What is that blush?" Xing Mo asked.

　"No one knows," Merlin shook his head. "The only thing we know for sure is that it's related to the Red Moon. Perhaps it's some power derived from the Red Moon..."

　He paused, looked up again, and said:

　"Not exactly. Someone should know about you."

　"Who?"

　"Star Sea Goddess."

　Merlin shrugged.

　"After all... you are His saint... He is your mother..."

　"Saint...Mother?"

　Xing Mo frowned, clearly feeling that Merlin's words were not simple.

　"But...aren't the goddess' bell guardians all called saints or saintesses?"

　"The meaning is different," Merlin smiled faintly, "Those nuns... are saints in the sense of the church, and you..."

　"You are the Holy Lady of the Holy Trinity."

　Hearing the word Trinity, Xingmo's eyes widened slightly.

　"Sure enough...Old Deng knows more..." Xing Mo muttered.

　"I'm not that old, am I?" Merlin smiled helplessly. "So, you've even investigated the Trinity?"

　"Of course," Xingmo nodded, "And Abel, who is Abel?"

　When Merlin heard the word Abel, the smile on his face disappeared immediately.

　His face became solemn and gloomy in an instant, and his outline became like a marble sculpture.

　"this..."

　His voice was a little hoarse:

　"I'll tell you more later..."

　"Let's talk about the Trinity first... It essentially refers to a mystical correspondence. Three beings share a commonality in terms of destiny. They are one in destiny, but in the real world they possess three distinct identities..."

　"For example... the great Shepherd's String is divided into destiny, truth, and life under fate. When they are combined into one at the level of fate, they become the Shepherd's String."

　"The fate here is not the force of cause and effect that we control, but the truly grand torrent of fate."

　"In this world, only the Red Moon comes close to the definition of destiny."

　"And the Trinity you are in is the Virgin Mary, the Holy Lady, the Holy Spirit, that is, the Star Sea Goddess, the Golden Star and Moon, and..."

　Merlin closed his eyes and spoke softly:

　"...Abel."

　"Abel is the Holy Spirit, the Holy Trinity

　The final piece of the puzzle.”

　"On the level of destiny, as the Golden Star and Moon, or Saint, you are naturally connected to the Holy Mother. Therefore, She knows everything about you."

　After listening to Merlin's explanation, Xingmo felt something sink in her heart.

　She lowered her head and looked at her chest, sensing the golden stars and moon there.

　"You mean..." she whispered, "I have always been a puppet of the Star Sea Goddess..."

　"If that's the way you understand it, it's not wrong," Merlin nodded. "Because your fate is directly connected to Him, He can easily interfere with your destiny."

　"Every step you take in this world is for His will. The path you take is the path of the Goddess."

　"As for the function of the Trinity... it is a kind of mystical harmony, a state of perfection, a..."

　A golden light flashed in Merlin's eyes:

　"Great Harmony."

　"The final outcome of the Goddess' teachings, the Great Harmony, is the moment corresponding to this trinity."

　"At that moment, you will gain a powerful Qualification Trait, powerful enough to hold onto beings that even the gods cannot reach."

　"For example..."

　"...Shepherd's String."

　After listening to what Merlin said, Xingmo suddenly seemed to understand why Cain wanted to "steal" her identity during the Battle of the White Tower.

　The golden stars and moon correspond to the "Saint Lady", which corresponds to the "Mother Goddess" of the goddess.

　Only by stealing the identity of the "Saint" can the harmony of the "Trinity" be completed and the String of the Shepherd Star be grasped.

　This is also why...on the mural in the Giant King's Court...Xingmo is destined to hold the String of the Star Shepherd.

　Because Xingmo is a "saint".

　The "Saint" of the Goddess.

　"So..."

　Xingmo looked directly at Merlin:

　"Where is the Holy Spirit, or Abel, now?"

　Merlin closed his eyes and shook his head gently:

　"Well, let's talk about this later. I might... need some time."

　He cleared his throat, the sadness on his face disappeared instantly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of the old gentleman's mouth again.

　"Okay, aren't you curious why I set up an ambush here? Because that idiot Loki is coming to interrogate me today! Don't I have to give him a big surprise?"

　"Who is Loki?" Xing Mo asked.

　"Nidophila's dragon of the same blood, a disrespectful, unlucky creature," Merlin waved his hand. "That fellow is the God of Trickery, fond of all sorts of elaborate schemes. If this little creature were to interrogate me, it would surely be trying to extract something from me, like the Star Angel's weakness. Something like that."

　"Do you know what my weakness is?" Xing Mo asked curiously.

　“Put ketchup and cream sauce in the noodles and stir…”

　"Hey!"

　Xingmo's eyes were so hot that they seemed to be about to burst into sparks.

　"I'm going to be pissed off..." She took a deep breath.

　"Hahaha, you see, that proves I understand you very well," Merlin said with a faint smile. "Anyway, my original plan was to subdue Loki, get the key from him, and leave Nagirfar."

　"But... since you came to save me, we don't have to go through so much trouble."

　Merlin smiled slyly:

　"Take down Loki and run!"

　"Row."

　Xingmo nodded.

　"Do you need a wand?"

　"Have it already."

　Merlin shook his hand, and an exquisite wooden wand appeared in his hand.

　"The goblins helped me steal it from the jailer. Look, my good brothers are pretty good, aren't they?"

　"How do you get along so well with the monsters?" Xing Mo was speechless.

　"After all, he is their ancestor, in a sense..."

　Merlin tossed his fur cape and motioned Xingmo to follow.