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

　"I just want to protect the Citadel, that's all."

　Ophelia turned and gently ran her hand over the surface of the Book of Hell.

　She closed her eyes and whispered:

　"The Thane family isn't as glamorous as you imagine. My grandfather, Roberts Thane, was a saint who was willing to give up everything for the Citadel, but my father was just a businessman who gave up his faith for opportunity."

　"At that time, Lucius Phillips launched the steam revolution. My father and grandfather had a big argument. He said that the old beliefs could no longer allow the Thane family to gain a foothold in the new era. He said that the oracle had not appeared in a long time. The world blessed by the gods would eventually pass, and the era of humans was about to begin."

　"He took me away, leaving my grandfather alone in the Citadel. We went to Messina, attended high-class balls, learned high-class etiquette, and interacted with those well-dressed nobles."

　“That’s when I saw their true nature.”

　Ophelia opened her eyes and looked directly at Alice:

　"Messina's merchants will do anything for profit. I've seen brothers turn against each other, fathers against sons, I've seen a life of extravagance and decadence, and I've seen desire run rampant."

　"The development of productivity has given them more and more resources, and they have begun to blaspheme God. They no longer believe in God because they feel they are superior to others - they feel they have become gods."

　"But they are only human beings. After the knife cuts through their necks and the blood is drained, they are just a pile of dead meat."

　"No different from the ordinary people they look down upon."

　Ophelia walked over to Alice, and Alice felt as if there were a knife in her eyes for bloodletting, the edge flashing:

　"So, do you understand? A holy war... is essentially a struggle between two gods for jurisdiction over the mortal world. Regardless of which side wins, the interests of the nobles... the plutocrats... are doomed to be damaged."

　"Under these circumstances, no matter how submissive they appear, they should not be trusted."

　"For the sake of profit, they can profess faith but secretly blaspheme it. This is how the Sean family ended up. The descendants of the First Sage Arcadia... eventually became aristocrats who indulged in extravagance and debauchery."

　"So, I returned to the Citadel with disappointment in this era."

　After Ophelia finished speaking, she turned around and walked back to the table, gently stroking the surface with her hand:

　"Alice Pushiter, I have no intention of reaching a consensus with you. Although Star Angel trusts you unconditionally, you need to know that I have no good feelings towards you."

　"You are a noble, the Pushet family is a noble, some things never change."

　"I see," said Alice.

　"Then there's no need to say more. You want to convict me of something? Tell me, what crime do you want to convict me of?"

　"I won't interfere with your decryption of the Book of Hell. This is what the Star Angel requested," Ophelia said, supporting herself on the table with both hands. "From this point of view, we are still in the same boat. Even though you don't consider me an ally, I still consider you an ally."

　"However, the actions of the Pushite family and you must be restricted. I will no longer allow you to take any action against the White Tower Council. Even if your mother, Diana Pushite, attempts to preserve her power by distancing herself from you, you must know that after Yaneri's death, no matter how hard she tries, the Pushite family's reputation is gone forever."

　"So, the sentence is simple. You will be placed under house arrest in this high-level alchemy workshop. You will be provided with generous living facilities here. If you need anything, I will have Xing Sui deliver it to you."

　"Besides that, you can't take a single step out of here."

　"Do you understand?" Ophelia turned around and looked at Alice.

　Alice nodded slightly.

　She knew that she really had to overturn the table and get Xiaomo back.

　Xiaomo would never allow Alice to be under house arrest, nor would she allow Ophelia to restrict the Pushet family.

　But the problem is that now, all these charges have been firmly pinned on Alice.

　Letting Xiaomo come back and exonerating the sinner, isn't that destroying Xiaomo's reputation?

　People are united under the name of the Star Angels, and this name cannot be defiled.

　Moreover, when Xiaomo came back some time ago, although she didn't say anything, Alice could deeply feel that the situation on the other side might not be so optimistic.

　so...

　"Don't touch my family, my sister, my daughter," Alice whispered, "If I know anything happens to them... Ophelia, you know the consequences."

　Ophelia nodded:

　"As long as you stay here and decipher the Book of Hell, and don't do anything unnecessary, I won't do anything."

　"Focus on your mission, Alice Pucht, and I will focus on mine."

　Mortiheim.

　After a long rest, Alia finally arrived at the front line.

　She stretched, and the armor on her body creaked, as if it was not adapted to the polar temperature.

　Beside Alia, Freya was looking around, exclaiming in admiration from time to time:

　"Wow, teacher, look at that snowy mountain!"

　"Wow, teacher! Look! That big icy lake!"

　Alia knew that the elf princess was talking to the Angel of Knowledge on the other side of the ocean. In fact, she had been having such conversations all the time, and the Angel of Knowledge was too lazy to pay attention to her.

　People have a strong thirst for knowledge and won't make a fuss if they see an iceberg.

　Recalling that the old lady had asked Freya to become the Angel's companion and Freya was unwilling, Alia couldn't help but chuckle.

　Now it seems that it is the angel who should regret.

　How come I ended up with such a noisy family member?

　"Let's go, Freya. Miss Saint is calling us."

　Alia patted Freya's shoulder and walked quickly forward.

　A few minutes later, under the guidance of the soldiers, Alia finally saw the Saint Miss whom she had not seen for a long time.

　"Miss Saint!"

　She walked forward and gave Xingmo a happy smile.

　Xingmo was studying a map at the table. When she heard Alia's voice, she looked up and smiled back:

　"Alia, have you recovered?"

　"I've recovered. I can even use the Time Misfortune again." Alia nodded quickly.

　"It's possible that it might be used... but I'd better hope that it won't be used..."

　Xingmo patted Alia's head and turned to look at Principal Merlin and Vivian opposite.

　At this moment, the two were arguing about something.

　"No, coffee pudding is a necessity. It's normal to include it in logistics! It's okay to provide it in limited quantities!"

　"Principal Merlin, don't go crazy. This kind of thing won't be shipped to the front line..."

　Well, it's not a big deal.

　At least it’s not important to Xingmo.

　Xingmo looked at Aurora beside her. The little girl was absent-mindedly closing her eyes and muttering something.

　"Aurora? Alya's here. Shall we review our plan?"

　"Call me little ancestor."

　"Little Ancestor? Alia is here. Shall we review the plan?"

　"Can't you just change a few words?"

　Aurora puffed her cheeks, glared at Xingmo, and whispered:

　"I always feel something is wrong... The Temple of the Good Angels... If it is really just an ordinary temple, why did Cain sink it into the unknown abyss?"

　"Think back then, Yuechen laughed at Cain loudly for not knowing that the complete truth also required the unknown. But now that I think about it, Cain must have known about the unknown long ago. After all, she even went to Yanxia to rescue the ancient dragon hunter... During the Battle of the White Tower, Cain didn't actually intend to master the Shepherd Star String on the spot. What she really wanted was to use the gimmick of holding the Shepherd Star String to lead you onto the path she had set, and then seize your identity as a Saint."

　"That is... a golden full moon."

　"Thinking this way, Cain should have mastered the unknown very early, but the problem is

　The question is, in the Far North, how do you master the unknown?

　"Thinking about it this way, returning to the Temple of the Good Angels, is it possible that the temple is more important than we thought? Not only is it important enough to be erased by the unknown, but even... even Cain obtained the unknown power from there?"

　Aurora thought for a while, then looked up and found Xingmo staring in amazement.

　"What's wrong?" Aurora was very surprised.

　"Little ancestor, when did you become so good at thinking? So logical and well-founded..." Xing Mo murmured.

　"Hey! What are you doing!" Aurora was furious. "You're talking as if I've always been just a pretty face! I can think, too! I figured out how to crack the Seven Report and then killed Rathorn!"

　"Yes, yes." Chen Xi, who appeared out of nowhere, laughed secretly beside him.

　"What are you doing! Do you want to be sucked by the vines?" Aurora glared at Chen Xi.

　"Yes, yes," Chen Xi's face flushed, "Oh, I made a mistake, punish me..."

　Aurora's pupils trembled.

　She felt like she had encountered a pervert, and helplessly turned to look at Xingmo, only to see Xingmo smiling gently:

　"Okay, I was just teasing you. Your reasoning does make sense," Xing Mo nodded slightly. "Indeed, now that I think about it, if the Temple of the Good Angels was really just the place where Cain separated the Holy Spirit from his body, then there would be no need for her to devour it with the Unknown."

　"If it weren't for the fact that after the Nine Sons disintegrated, Qiuniu had a way to explore the unknown abyss, we might never have obtained this crucial information..."

　Aurora snapped her fingers.

　"So, we have to be careful on this trip. Even though we've identified the landmark, it's hard to say what's hidden inside."

　At this moment, Merlin and Vivian seemed to have finally finished their argument, and judging from their expressions, the final result was obviously that Merlin lost.

　"Okay, Vivian, when we get back to the Citadel, you must treat me to some coffee pudding."

　He stood up and saw that Alia and Freya had arrived. He quickly ran over:

　"Girls, looks like we're ready to go?"

　"Yes, the Transcendent Ring has been connected," Freya smiled. "After that unknown event became known, Lord Angel of Knowledge quickly built the space tunnel."

　"So fast, worthy of being a Holy Angel," Merlin muttered. "Vivian isn't going this time, so it's just you two elf girls, me, Ataniti, Chenxi, and Xiaomo and her little ancestor... so we still have to get in and out quickly. Do you understand?"

　"I understand." Alia whispered.

　"I should just be responsible for opening and closing the door, right?" Freya shrank her neck. "You guys...try not to call me if you're fighting. There are angels flying everywhere..."

　"Don't worry, if there's a fight, I'll take care of it."

　Xing Mo is calm and composed. She is not afraid of fighting. Even in battles at the angel level, she is definitely a leader.

　"This operation is simple. We go in, we figure out what's there, and we get out. We try to speed it up as much as possible and not waste time."

　"Once we complete this operation, the Sea Breeze Altar will also have completed its final inspection. The next step will be the campaign against Najirfar."

　"However, our campaign against Nagilfar will not yield any results until we can remove the golden branch from Nidfila's body. To enter the Frozen Garden, we need Nidfila's help."

　Xing Mo stood up and glanced at everyone involved in the operation:

　"If you're ready, let's go."

Chapter 572 Good Angel (Part 7) -4k- (Two updates in one)

　In the center of the snow, the Ring of Transcendence gradually opened, growing larger and larger in the wind and snow.

　Behind the Ring of Transcendence, hazy snow mist gradually seeped in, and a thick layer of ice soon formed on the surface of the tents in the camp.

　"Speed ​​up and let's go." Xingmo said.

　She was the first to cross the ring of transcendence and walked into the seemingly endless cold wave.

　The next second, Xing Mo felt as if his forehead was hit hard, and golden symbols flashed before his eyes in a chaotic manner.

　The golden symbol had never flashed so strongly before, and Xingmo couldn't help but kneel on the ground, covering his forehead.

　"cough..."

　deep red.

　Crimson crimson crimson crimson crimson.

　In the crimson, a figure fell.

　Falling into hell, falling into the stars.

　"Zizzizi..."

　"Little Saint! Are you okay?"

　"Xiaomo!"