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

　Ataniti lowered her head in disbelief, her eyes trembling.

　"That little white dove..." Ataniti whispered softly, "Did she really...kill us...?"

　"The crimson light successfully entered the garden after the golden sun tore through the sky," Merlin nodded. "A white dove was destined to be corrupted and become his puppet, and the crimson moon chose her."

　"I didn't remember anything at the time..." Ataniti held her head, "I only know that I died... and when I woke up... she had become the Supreme Being... and I became her puppet..."

　"What's so hard to accept about this?" Chen Xi put her hands on her hips. "Little Butterfly, don't you think it's better now? At least we can get out. Do you really like being a caged bird in the garden?"

　"Shut up!" Ataniti glared at Chen Xi.

　"There's no point in glaring at me. Now that Old Crow has revealed the truth about what happened back then, doesn't that prove that Star Angel didn't lie to us before?"

　Chen Xi turned around and smiled faintly at Xing Mo:

　"Then I will join your camp and seek revenge against the Most High together!"

　"I haven't said I'll take you in yet..." Xing Mo sighed, "How would I know about one part of your Supreme's plan?"

　"I can vouch for that."

　Merlin walked up to Xingmo, his silver eyes like deep pools.

　He is rarely serious, but once he is serious, no one can ignore his seriousness.

　"Chen Xi...Aitaniti...they are all white doves in the garden. Even if they have bad tempers sometimes, they are definitely kind."

　"Hey, who are you saying has a bad temper?" Chen Xi was dissatisfied.

　And Ataniti was still crying.

　"They carry the fate of the Nine Sons," Xing Mo shook her head, "and they also possess the power of the Wild Hunt."

　"I'll take care of it. Don't worry, nothing bad will happen."

　Merlin is stubborn.

　"Xiao Mo, they... are my sisters." Xing Mo saw the principal's lips moving. "Three thousand years ago... I failed to protect them. Now, give me a chance, okay?"

　The garden, crimson, the blood-red pond.

　Xing Mo looked at the angel who had traveled through three thousand years alone and said softly:

　"Are you sure?"

　"She will be a help to us, for sure." Merlin promised.

　""

　So, Xingmo nodded slightly.

　The moment he saw Xingmo nod, Merlin took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

　"Thank you, Xiaomo."

　He turned around, looked at his two sisters, and smiled faintly:

　"Can't cause any trouble, understand?"

　"Why bother? It's as if we can defeat them..." Chen Xi muttered.

　Ataniti nodded obediently. She no longer had the aggressive attitude she had at the beginning and seemed cautious.

　Merlin walked forward, gently hugged his two sisters, and rubbed their heads.

　"This time, I won't let you die again."

　"Lao Deng, you're holding me too tight!" Chen Xi complained.

　"Wow..." Ataniti couldn't help but continue sobbing.

　""

　Xingmo did not disturb Merlin's reunion with the two white doves, but instead shifted his gaze to Loki's face.

　This guy looks touched.

　He looked at the scene in front of him with tears and snot.

　"It's so touching, wuwu," Loki sighed, "How can there be such a touching plot... wuwuwuwu... I'm crying to death..."

　"You said your mission was to impersonate Merlin and sneak in among us," Xingmo looked up. "What's your purpose?"

　"Is it still a trick after I told you?" Loki blinked innocently.

　"Stop pretending, I know you're petty." Xing Mo said lightly.

　Of course she knew Loki's pettiness, and this level of calculation was not difficult for her at all.

　Knowing that the death row prisoner was exposed, he took the initiative to play the role of Star Angel and was caught.

　The purpose is actually very simple, which is to get out of the situation.

　After all, Loki was confident that his intelligence value was very high and that he would not be killed.

　"Now that you've come out as you wished, tell me what you want to do." Xing Mo said.

　"Hehe~ You're quite smart, Star Angel. I like dealing with smart people~"

　Loki winked playfully, then narrowed his ice-blue pupils slightly.

　"You've met my brother. What do you think of him?"

　"Nedfila?" Xing Mo frowned. "He is very powerful."

　"Yes, he is very powerful," Loki winked. "So powerful... and yet he has to serve as a dog to the Most High. Do you have any idea?"

　The little girl spoke without giving any face and blurted out "like a dog".

　"you mean..."

　"That priest planted a fate in my brother's body," Loki stretched. "He is the king of Mortiheim, but now he has to serve the Most High. Do you think he is willing to accept this?"

　"You mean, Nidfila wants to cooperate with us?" Xing Mo said.

　"Cooperation? You'd have to be qualified," Loki squinted his eyes and smiled. "The priest can plant destiny, but the question is, can you? If you can, can you pull out the destiny planted in him?"

　"Don't rush me to give me an answer. I have plenty of time. You can... chat for a while. You should compare prices before buying ice crystal rice wine, let alone rebel against the most powerful god in the world."

　After saying that, Loki closed his eyes and seemed to fall asleep.

　Xing Mo turned her head, met Merlin's eyes, and said softly:

　"Speak somewhere else."

　With a flash of ice-blue light, the group returned to the floating island in the center of the kingdom of God.

　"I've wanted to ask from the beginning," Merlin whispered, "who possesses the power to harvest fate and store it... then graft or replace it when needed?"

　"That's the priest Loki mentioned," Xingmo said, "his name is... Enoch."

　Merlin lowered his head, pinched his nose, and whispered:

　"This... isn't right. Could it be that..."

　"Weren't there people like this in the garden before?" Xing Mo asked.

　"Of course not," Merlin shook his head and turned to Ataniti and Chen Xi. "When the priest revived you... did you notice..."

　"I didn't notice it. I was dozing off." Chen Xi stretched.

　"I... noticed..."

　Ataniti whispered.

　She raised her head and looked directly into Merlin's silver eyes:

　"...Father Enoch, in whose person are hidden all the golden branches of Abel."

　"What do you mean?" Xing Mo's eyes became much sharper.

　"I guessed..."

　Merlin clapped his hands and began pacing back and forth:

　“To gather all the golden branches of Abel is equivalent to gathering the complete Holy Spirit.”

　"At that time, Cain could not leave the garden, but she had enough time to weave those golden branches until she wove a divine favor."

　"She wove the Holy Spirit entirely out of her own destiny and fashioned a new individual."

　"That's the priest you were talking about."

　"He walks the world, gathering destinies from all corners of the world, constantly weaving the Holy Spirit across millennia... Damn, it takes so long."

　Merlin sighed softly.

　"Now, Cain is no longer a Holy Spirit. Only in this way can she seize your status as a Saint."

　"Father Enoch... is the Holy Spirit..." Xing Mo whispered, "So many times..."

　During the entire Time Mishap incident, Xingmo had come into contact with Father Enoch more than once.

　She never dreamed that what was hidden in Enoch was the key to the answer, the Holy Spirit.

　Yes...his power...is not something a lower-rank follower can possess...

　"It's too late," Xingmo shook her head. "By the time we all figured this out... it means... Enoch won't show up again. We won't have a chance to catch him in advance."

　"Well, that priest was practically inseparable from the Most High when we left," Ataniti nodded, "He won't leave her side again."

　The chess game is half a step away.

　"It's not that bad..." Merlin whispered. "Since he's a Holy Spirit, he's not that easy to capture. He was woven from Cain after he slaughtered the entire garden. His full strength is unmatched among angels."

　"Principal Merlin, what do you think we should do next?" Xing Mo asked.

　"First, let's clarify our goal. Our ultimate goal is to obtain the Shepherd's String," Merlin gently stroked his chin. "If Cain gets hold of the Shepherd's String, she might do something extremely terrible."

　"whats the matter?"

　"She wants to see the real starry sky, remember?" Merlin said.

　Starry sky, crimson moon.

　"Right now, Cain is trying to control the relic called the Skull of the Old God," Xingmo closed his eyes, "that's the head of the Dark Moon Dragon."

　"There's no doubt she wants to use that dragon head to resonate the truth," Merlin nodded. "Xiaomo, I'm not looking down on you, but whether it's the golden star and moon within you, or Vivian, who inherited the power of the Ice Dragon Emperor, the truth you resonate is destined to be shattered by the skull of the old god."

　"So, Cain has control over two of them: fate and truth."

　"What remains is...life..."

　"The blazing sunlight casts its shadow on my body," Xingmo said. "I took it away when the Golden King fell."

　"That old guy is dead too..." Merlin murmured. "It's hard to imagine even if the sky were falling. As a mortal, he went further than any other mortal."

　"As long as Aurora and I don't get close to Cain, Cain won't be able to take his life," Xingmo nodded slightly, "unless..."

　"She will use the skull of the Old God to launch an offensive. In the Age of Gods, the icy flames spewed by the Dark Moon Dragon will be able to span the entire continent of Vesta," Merlin sighed. "By then, not only Mortiheim, but the entire world will be transformed into a sea of ​​ice and flame. Cain will transform all things in the world into her Wild Hunt, and she will reign supreme."

　"It seems that we are racing against time."

　Xingmo smiled faintly.

　She was not panicked. The more overwhelming the situation was, the more calm she had to be.

　Solve them one by one.

　"Is it possible that we can form a small team and go straight into the Frozen Garden to find Cain, just like we did when we rescued you?" Xing Mo asked Merlin.

　"When Cain was still a prisoner, it was possible," Merlin shook his head. "Now that she's broken free, she can't just enter the garden..."

　"Have you tried it? Maybe you can get in?" Chen Xi crossed his arms.

　Merlin shook his head again:

　"Some things are destined, recorded on stone tablets..."

　"The slate of truth?" Xing Mo asked.

　"Yes."

　Merlin raised his wand and waved it gently. Stars appeared and formed an illusory picture in the air.

　That was the Tablet of Truth. Xing Mo had seen that tablet and obtained from it the method to be promoted to an angel.

　She saw Merlin gently stroke the stone slab, and pheromones flowed from the surface of the dragon scales: