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

　"But outside the foggy area you created, the cold wave has been intensifying." Milulu bowed again. "The goblin children have been frozen to death. The survivors have gone to Nagilfar, trying to find a glimmer of hope in the City of Dusk."

　Merlin snapped his fingers and shrugged.

　"You see, this is the information gap. It goes without saying that it wasn't us who exacerbated the cold wave, but Cain."

　"That guy is taking the Skull of the Old God for his own use. Don't forget, that's the source of all the cold waves."

　Indeed, it could only be Cain.

　Xing Mo nodded slightly:

　"She's using this to push you to the front lines and buy her time."

　"That's right, because we can't survive the new cold wave, we can only serve Najirfa..."

　Mi Lulu said tremblingly:

　"We call this winter... Fimbulwinter..."

　"It means the great, terrible winter, a cold snap like never before."

　"In this cold winter, families turned against each other, brothers killed each other, and mothers sacrificed their sons to the great ship of dusk, simply because that was our last destination outside the cold wave."

　Hearing this, Xingmo recalled the goblin village described by Aurora.

　All the spirits were sacrificed, leaving only a lonely mother trimming her son's nails.

　"You might not believe it, but we had good times before, even though we lived on the snow."

　"Actually...flowers can bloom even in the snow..."

　""

　Xing Mo shook her head slightly and said:

　"There's no need for this, we can avoid this."

　Hearing Xing Mo say this, Mi Lulu's face immediately showed joy, and the monsters behind her were also obviously much more excited.

　"But... the great Nidfila hasn't responded to us for a long time..." Milulu's voice trembled. "Lord Crow said that our king is bound by fate."

　"We can free him," Merlin said, "but only if you help us."

　Hearing this, almost everyone in the tent turned their attention over.

　Even Aurora, who usually slept after eating, got up from Xingmo's lap and rubbed her eyes.

　"Are we getting down to business?"

　"Boss, you're not asleep." Xing Mo rubbed Aurora's shoulders.

　"Half asleep, half awake, just resting efficiently." Aurora muttered.

　"We...we probably don't have that kind of power..." Milulu half-knelt on the ground, "But as for me, I...I just want my children to not be sacrificed. I don't want Dusk to devour any more tribes. We are not competitive..."

　"Just tell us the information."

　Xing Mo said, spreading out the map:

　"I remember that the Najirfar would stop at certain locations to pick up the spirits that were hunting and planting on the ice plains?"

　"Yes, there is such a thing."

　"We need a location that is good for an ambush, high and low.

　"It's best to go somewhere in a canyon," Merlin said softly. "Also, it should be as close to the spirits' habitat as possible. From what I've seen so far, Nidophila isn't the type to harm his own people. He must have a bottom line."

　“This kind of place…”

　Mi Lulu picked up the map, turned around and discussed it with a few monsters.

　At this time, Xingmo felt Aurora poking her waist.

　Looking down, I saw the little guy looking at those monsters, and that familiar pity appeared in his eyes again.

　"They actually begged for mercy from the invaders," Aurora's voice was low. "It must be very bitter."

　"To protect their own tribe, everyone will do whatever it takes," Xingmo said, looking at the spirits who were chatting nervously. "But this cold winter...is not their fault, but the fault of the one who started it."

　Cain, the goddess hidden in the frozen garden, how long will it take for her to gain control of the skulls of the old gods?

　At this time, a figure opened the door of the tent and walked in.

　Xingmo looked up and found that it was the messenger Miss Angela.

　"Ms. Angela," Xingmo stood up, "Do you have any information?"

　"We've made some progress in tracking the Skull of the Old God," Angela said softly, "but this result... perhaps you won't like it?"

　"What do you mean?"

　"We did identify the skull's characteristics and created a tracking device using a pendulum and compass," Angela explained. "However... we concluded... it's moving."

　"Displacement?"

　The head of a fallen god...is actually moving?

　Xing Mo was a little bit incredulous, while Angela took out the strange instrument: there was a pendulum on the top and a compass on the bottom, connected by a copper tube in the middle, with the pendulum hanging above the compass.

　Angela blew gently towards the pendulum, and a faint blue light spread out, forming a vague map in the air.

　Then, Xingmo saw the blue dot symbolizing the skull of the old god moving.

　And the direction it moves is...

　"The Frozen Garden," Merlin frowned. "Cain wants to move that thing... into the Kingdom of God?"

　"Then we can't wait any longer," Xing Mo said, "otherwise, at dusk, we won't just have to face the four archangels and the heavenly soldiers..."

　Xingmo looked at the monsters beside her and found that Milulu had already come over and had obviously finished the discussion.

　"There's only one location that fits your description."

　She handed the map to Xingmo:

　"Tail Valley, a grand event in the northern part of the icefield."

Chapter 579: Fimbulwinter (Part 3) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　Tail Valley, the northern festival on the Nagirfa route.

　This is a rift valley between two high mountains with a huge difference in terrain, making it a safe haven for monsters during cold waves.

　The origin of its name... is a legend - it is said that the mad Dark Moon Dragon lashed the earth with its tail during the War of Gods, destroying the resisting nations while tearing open a huge ravine and sinking the ruins into the abyss.

　To this day, many relics of the pre-God Age civilization still remain in the Tail Valley.

　With the arrival of Fimbulwinter, more and more spirits began to gather in the Tail Valley, eager for a ticket to board Nagirfar.

　They firmly believed that only by climbing Nagirfar and under the protection of the great Nidfila could they survive the Fimbulwinter.

　""

　After learning the information, Xingmo and Aurora went outside together and looked at the vast sea of ​​fog in the distance from the camp's watchtower.

　After locking the direction, Xing Mo stabbed his hand into the eye socket of his own spirit body, pulled out a golden eye, and threw it into the distance——

　"boom----"

　The Eye of Stars quickly passed through the vast sea of ​​fog, shuttled across the white plains, and then passed through the mountains. The air around it became increasingly cold.

　After flying for ten minutes, the Eye of Star finally saw the grand event called Tail Valley.

　The ravine is an extremely high ravine, with a height difference of at least a thousand meters. It can be said to be a gap between two mountains.

　This long valley is just big enough for Najirfa to pass through, which means that as long as he enters the tail valley, there is no possibility of breaking out from other directions.

　On the long valley walls, the goblins’ buildings were so intricate and so large in scale that Xingmo couldn’t believe it.

　No wonder Tail Valley is called the grand gathering in the northern part of the ice field - it is much larger than the nomadic tribes outside.

　""

　Xingmo withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Aurora beside him:

　"The population... reached about 40,000."

　"For a goblin society, that's a lot," Aurora nodded. "Bringing war to a place like this... I really don't want to..."

　"So we have to keep the fighting within Najirfa as much as possible."

　Xingmo pulled her collar and blew a whistle softly, and the golden bird jumped out.

　"Tell Mentor Lucius that we are getting ready to set off."

　"By the way, have Chloe come see me. I want to hear her opinion."

　To be honest, Xingmo hadn't seen Chloe August for a long time.

　After all, the only fighting force the Faru people can offer is a few Pegasus Knights and the Kite Wing Guerrillas. On the front battlefield, this little force is almost non-existent.

　So, when Chloe walked into the tent, she was clearly unhappy.

　Miss Star Angel, you finally remembered me?"

　Chloe sat down at the table and glanced at Xingmo across from her:

　"I thought you were too famous to care about me anymore."

　"That's not the case. There are always things going on. It never stops," Xing Mo chuckled. "Now we've reached your professional field."

　"I've read the briefing, Odani, right? Guerrillas have fought many battles like this."

　Chloe's previous expression was clearly just teasing. She took out the map she had prepared long ago and spread it out on the table.

　"Look, the height difference, and Najirfa passing below—our goal is to raid the bridge, am I right?"

　"That's right," Xingmo nodded, "What do you think we should do?"

　"Even if it's only a one-way road, we should stop at Naglfar first," Chloe said, analyzing the situation quickly. "During the Battle of Imbrium, I saw that... main gun? It should be a cannon, right? The scene of the firing was spectacular."

　"The goblins said that the cannon is called Hela," Xingmo nodded. "The Dusk Cannon can play the chord of death."

　Chloe nodded:

　"I consulted Mr. Merlin and the giant craftsmen, and they said that this cannon must have a core, because this ship seems to be powered by a spirit?"

　"That's right," Xingmo was surprised at how well prepared Chloe was. "I guess the core should be in the lower city of Twilight City."

　"Well, now our thinking is very clear."

　Chloe roughly divided the area and began writing on the map:

　"The first group, the frontal group, needs to enter from the front of the rift and block the front of Najirfa."

　"The second group will sneak into Tail Valley ahead of time. While Najirfa is engaging in a frontal battle, they will enter Dusk City from the residential area to search for the core."

　"After the core is stopped, the third group will attack Najirfa's bridge directly from above the tail valley."

　"This order can't be messed up—if we raid the bridge too early, Hela will be released. If we raid the core too early, Najirfar might accelerate and leave."

　"A very complete battle plan," Xing Mo nodded approvingly, "You are indeed an old hand."

　"Fight...fight too many battles, it's a training exercise."

　Chloe muttered sheepishly.

　"Honestly, this little bit of experience might seem a bit naive to you, right? After all, your power is so strong that what I consider a problem is no longer a problem for you..."

　"Do not."

　Xing Mo raised her eyes and looked directly at Chloe:

　"Because of this, there's a greater chance that my plan will go awry. After all, there are many situations I haven't experienced, so I can't take them into account."

　"Please don't underestimate yourself, Miss Chloe."

　"I... I'm not being too self-deprecating!" Chloe turned her head away. "I'm a professional... a professional. The Kite Wing Guerrillas are very proud of that..."

　Xing Mo smiled faintly and said:

　"Then I'll leave the leadership of the second group to you."

　"me?"

　Chloe opened her mouth wide:

　"I thought I was just here to plan something...I'm going to raid Najilfar? Seriously?"