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

　"Hey, Old Crow!" Loki waved his hands bound by vines and greeted him.

　Xingmo and Merlin looked at each other and frowned at the same time.

　How about just killing him?

　"Hey, look at that little butterfly first!" Chen Xi raised his chin and pointed to the side. "She's just like stir-fried broccoli, completely out of her spirit!"

　Xingmo looked at Ataniti beside her and found that she had indeed... fainted.

　She trembled as the vines sucked her, but she had lost all consciousness.

　Unexpectedly, Aurora has been carrying out Chen Xi's request: to absorb Ataniti twice as much.

　"Aurora...let her go..."

　Xingmo sighed helplessly.

　"Okay."

　There was an ethereal snap of fingers, and the vines on Ataniti and Chenxi disappeared.

　"Hey! What about me!" Loki shouted.

　"Just be quiet for a while." Merlin waved his hand.

　Then he walked towards Ataniti and helped her up.

　"Little butterfly?" Merlin pinched Ataniti's philtrum. "Can you hear me?"

　"Why don't you care about me, Crow? It was me who told them the information about Nagilfa." Chen Xi stood up and brushed off the dust on his body.

　"Why should you care? You love being treated like this," Merlin muttered.

　He laid Ataniti flat on the ground, raised his wand, and stabbed it into his temple.

　Then, a hint of light golden luster was drawn.

　The sheen seemed somewhat viscous, like liquid when it separated from the wand.

　Merlin swung the starlight, and it fell into Ataniti's chest and gradually dissipated in her body.

　Soon, Ataniti opened her eyes:

　"Well..."

　In a daze, she saw a familiar face and the faint starlight in the silver eyes.

　"Crow...Crow...?"

　Ataniti was slightly startled, and tears filled her eyes and flowed out.

　"Crow...Crow...Woo...Woo..."

　She threw herself into Merlin's arms, her body trembling slightly, like a child who had finally found her home.

　"Where...where have you been? Wuwuwuwu..."

　"I'm locked up..." Merlin said with a wry smile, "Didn't you tell Xiaomo where I am?"

　"Wuwuwuwu... You, you are a bad person..."

　"Maybe..." Merlin whispered, "I'm sorry... I didn't protect you..."

　""

　Looking at this scene of reunion, Xing Mo turned to look at Chen Xi beside him:

　"Does he have a good relationship with you guys?"

　"Of course. Crow is basically our babysitter," Chen Xi shrugged. "Aside from Seraph Gabriel, he's the one who worries the most. Children like Ataniti rely on him a lot."

　"You are a child!" Ataniti scolded.

　"Alright, alright, baby Butterfly. I just wanted you to calm down. I didn't mean anything against you."

　Chen Xi smiled and tried to take a step forward, but a golden dagger was pressed against his throat.

　She turned her head with a smile, and met Xingmo's sharp gaze.

　"Don't worry, you're not free yet."

　"I gave you the information, and you can't even be free?" Chen Xi was surprised.

　"Just because you gave us information doesn't mean you're friends."

　Xingmo's gaze shifted to Merlin standing beside him:

　"Principal Merlin, I'm thinking about the garden a thousand years ago...about Abel...about the Trinity..."

　"...We all need an explanation, the truth for once, don't we?"

　""

　Merlin patted Ataniti's shoulder gently, helped her up, and looked at Xingmo.

　His expression became solemn again, like a gravekeeper or a priest at a funeral.

　"it is good."

　He nodded, looked at Chen Xi, and then at Ataniti.

　"I do not wish... that the descendants of the Garden of Eden are still killing each other, nor do I wish that we

　Differences lead to different paths.”

　"What I want to tell you... is the truth in the entire garden... that only Gabriel and I know..."

　"That was the chaos before the Age of Gods. From the primordial darkness, the Mother Goddess created me and the Crow."

　"And the first mission He gave me... was to protect the Holy Spirit."

　Merlin closed his eyes, and the echoes from a thousand years ago echoed in his mind, distant, yet seemed so close.

　His thoughts flew along the darkness of the kingdom of God and into the ancient vortex.

　"The Holy Spirit, that is, Abel, that is, you."

　"That is..."

　"...the offering of the Shepherd's String."

　...END...

　Then the morning stars sang together

　"Then the morning stars sang together."

　"In that pristine garden, everything was as quiet as a gentle nursery rhyme."

　"The sky is sprinkled with starlight, soothing all the souls who look up at the stars."

　"Then the morning stars sang together."

　“And all the sons of God shouted for joy.”

　""

　In the darkness, chaotic consciousness was shaped inch by inch.

　In the seemingly endless darkness, a flower passed through the water and reached the edge of eternal darkness.

　Then, in the darkness, the lonely soul awakened.

　"crow."

　"crow."

　When the crow opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the pair of golden pupils.

　Golden and filled with starlight, it seems to be a sea of ​​stars.

　The crow raised its head and looked at the beautiful, gentle and hazy face in the darkness.

　He saw six wings made of starlight floating in the seemingly endless ocean of night, quiet and peaceful, like a beautiful dream.

　"Mother..." the crow murmured softly.

　"Your name is Crow," Ivramis's voice was so ethereal that it seemed to come from a distant universe. "Crow, please remember your duty."

　"You must protect them forever... Protect the white doves in the garden..."

　"This is...your destiny..."

　Golden threads hung down from the distant water, binding the crow's body.

　At this moment, he felt like he was drowning, with large mouthfuls of pitch-black liquid rushing into his mouth and nose, and his limbs began to struggle.

　He stretched out his hand, trying to grab his mother, but saw that she began to float up.

　But he began to sink into the endless darkness.

　""

　The crow thought he would sink forever, into the endless darkness.

　But he felt a chill on his back, and the world spun around him. The crow's head suddenly lifted up.

　"Hooah!"

　The newborn's silver eyes opened, and the dazzling sunlight came into his eyes, but his eyes were not afraid of strong light.

　He saw a giant ice-blue dragon flying across the sky, flowers, plants and trees surrounding the pond, and the gentle, brilliant stars filling the sky.

　Then, he saw a delicate hand reaching out to him:

　"crow."

　The crow's eyes blurred and he took the hand.

　The hand pulled him out of the pond and onto the shore.

　Crow stared blankly at the woman in front of him. Her long, pure white hair was as smooth as a river, stars twinkled in her golden eyes, and a quiet smile was drawn at the corner of her mouth.

　"You...you are..."

　"The Seraph of the Garden, or the Seraph, and also the Archangel, you can call me..."

　The Archangel smiled gently:

　"...Gabriel."

　“You will be the watchman of the garden, watching over the Holy Spirit, watching over the Abels.”

　"Abel...Holy Spirit...?" the crow murmured.

　"You can understand it as the point where the destinies of all living beings in the world converge," Gabriel explained softly. "The Holy Spirit is within every living being in this world. Every living being is a part of the Holy Spirit. Their sins and merits are all part of this Holy Spirit."

　"And the white doves of the garden... they will gather the destinies of the world and together form a single being above the realm of destiny..."

　"They are angels in the garden, but also..."

　"Abel."

　"The Abels will be bound forever in the garden, connecting the destinies of all living things, entwining them like a single string."

　"And you, crow, your duty is to watch over these white doves."

　Gabriel smiled, so gently, but with a hint of pity.

　"You can never leave the garden unless necessary. Do you accept this fate?"

　"I accept."

　The crow nodded almost without hesitation.

　"Mother said... this is my destiny..."

　"He created me. Since this is my destiny, I will fulfill my duty faithfully."

　"great."

　Gabriel looked at the crow, the flowers in his pupils spinning.

　"There are flowers in your pupils, which means you can bear the divine nature."

　"This also means that you will possess great power and are destined to become their protector."

　"There are flowers in your pupils too." said the crow.