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

　"That's not right, I just escaped from prison and I don't want to be caught back!" A monster who was obviously from the death row shouted.

　"You're no good at anything. You definitely won't be caught and brought back," Loki said with a look of disgust. "You'll be thrown directly into Hela and melted to a pulp."

　“Ah!? How could this be!?”

　At this moment, the goblins that came down from Nagilfar had already started capturing people. They directly controlled the goblins at the port who were carrying large and small bags and preparing to board the ship, and forced them onto the ship.

　The spirits that had not yet been controlled seemed to realize that something was wrong. At this time, a spirit wearing platinum armor came out and shouted:

　"Enter Najirfar! Embrace eternal warmth! Today, there will be no restrictions on who can board Najirfar! Anyone who wishes can come aboard!"

　Only a small number of goblins cheered. Most of them had been trying to survive in such a harsh environment for a long time, and they immediately noticed something was wrong from the expressions of the escorting soldiers.

　There was no way Nagirfar could accommodate so many spirits, especially after the start of Fimbulwinter, and the first few times they boarded the ship were strictly restricted.

　This time there were suddenly no restrictions, and the monsters who were used to people around them being sacrificed immediately sensed the danger.

　"They want to sacrifice us!" another monster suddenly shouted.

　The goblin in platinum armor immediately locked onto the person shouting, stretched out his hand and grabbed him, and an ice-blue halo instantly bound him.

　"I am the Platinum Guard of the great Nidfila," the being who called himself the Platinum Guard growled. "Spirit, are you denying the warmth of the dusk light? Are you rejecting the honor of being sacrificed?"

　"I...I don't want to ahhhhhhhhhhh!"

　The goblin exploded into pieces of flesh and blood, and was crushed in the palms of the Platinum Guards.

　"Everyone aboard! Under control!" the Platinum Guards shouted. "Glory to Nagilfar! Use your remaining armor to build a glorious sanctuary for us! For Nidfila! For the remnants of the nations!"

　The goblins began to be escorted onto the ship. At the same time, the guards began to walk towards Chloe, as if they were preparing to pick up the goblins outside the docking port.

　"My brother has likely been coerced by the Most High," Loki whispered. "If all the inhabitants of Tail Valley were to offer sacrifices... it would be equivalent to at least ten Hela sacrifices. Perhaps the Most High wishes him to pilot the Nagirfar and confront you in a decisive battle."

　"Ten times, Hila?" Chloe was a little dumbfounded. "This..."

　"Someone has noticed us," Alya said from Chloe's shadow, "Miss Chloe, give the order."

　"instruction..."

　Chloe panicked for a moment, but composed herself almost immediately.

　Well, even if it involves high-level combat, it does not prevent it from being a guerrilla war where the few defeat the many.

　The first thing that can be confirmed is that the people on Najilfar are planning to bring all the people from Weigu on board as sacrifices, which means that it is no longer realistic to sneak in.

　Chloe's insight allowed her to quickly notice this fact - on the bridge connecting the docking port and Nagilfa, a warm dusk-like light floated in the air like a curtain. Any spirits that passed through it would immediately become erratic and no longer have any intention of resisting.

　If you can't sneak in, then you can only attack head-on.

　In this case, we should take advantage of the crowd and create chaos first.

　"Mr. Ada," Chloe volunteered, "could you play a song?"

　"Now? Here?" The poet Ada was a little surprised.

　"Play something about Fimbulwinter, as bleak as possible," Chloe said. "I need some emotion."

　"Understood,"

　Human Eda smiled faintly, "If that's the case..."

　He cleared his throat, stepped onto a bench that a spirit had pulled from somewhere, and began to play:

　"...Oh, Fimbulwinter, the great, terrible winter that takes our souls..."

　"...you froze our sunlight, took our land, and turned our children to frost..."

　"...You are so great, yet so terrible, showing us no mercy..."

　"...Who would have thought that under the cold wave, our lives would still be as insignificant as those of ants..."

　"...there are no more saviors, even the great ones become corrupt..."

　"...We no longer have dusk, for night is about to fall..."

　A sad piece of music, the poet Edda's voice seems to have some kind of magic that can draw out the deepest emotions in people's hearts.

　As he played, someone in the tide of goblins began to cry out:

　"No! I don't want to be sacrificed! My wife is dead, and now you want me and my child to perish together!"

　"No! I don't want to! Mommy let me...let me live..."

　"My...my son..."

　"I also want to..."

　"I do not want!"

　No matter how loyal they are to Nidophila or how much they fear the Most High, spirits are still living beings.

　If there is life, there will be fear.

　The goblins became chaotic and began to flee out of the docking port, ignoring the soldiers right next to them.

　Chloe turned and gave Gloria and Lance a look, and the three of them began to move against the tide of spirits.

　Realizing the source of the chaos, the platinum guard immediately locked onto the poet Ada.

　He stretched out his hand and pinched it, and the ice-blue light turned into a spear, which spun and locked onto the poet's chest.

　At this time, the poet Edda was playing passionately. Perhaps because of her excitement, her singing voice was not so standard:

　"...Ah! Great Nidophila, are you really going to sacrifice us..."

　"...If your will is controlled, please protect me, protect me from being swallowed by the night..."

　"...Please protect me with the dusk, so that I don't have to sink into an endless dream..."

　"Wishful thinking." The Platinum Guard growled and threw out his spear.

　"boom!"

　As all the spirits watched, the spear struck the poet Edda in the chest.

　Then it bounced off.

　clang!

　For a moment, everything became quiet.

　The poet Edda looked at her unharmed chest, raised her head, and cheered:

　"I am blessed! I am blessed by the great Nidophila!"

　"All this wasn't the oracle of the great Nidophila! It was done by the usurping Supreme Being!"

　"Brothers, sisters! We shouldn't be consumed by the dusk! We don't have to die!"

　"We don't have to die!"

　The goblins immediately became agitated. They witnessed with their own eyes that the poet was protected by the great Nidophila and did not die!

　This shows that their survival was even allowed by the great Nidophila!

　The spirits controlled by the soldiers began to break free and wrestled with the soldiers, while many soldiers themselves were helpless - was this really not what the great Nidophila had in mind?

　The Platinum Guard was also stunned, but he was a veteran who had experienced many battles after all, and it was impossible for him to be intimidated easily.

　Just as he was about to move forward against the tide of spirits, a shadow quickly passed by him.

　He only felt that he was suddenly tied up, his limbs were frozen in the air, and he couldn't move.

　"Miss Chloe, do it." He heard his shadow speak.

　The next second, a golden light came from nowhere.

　"bass--"

　The Platinum Guard's consciousness evaporated in an instant—a golden sword pierced through his armor like piercing soft tofu.

　"Bah."

　Chloe drew Infinity and looked at the flashing golden light on the blade in some surprise.

　This can pierce...?

　The moment she thrust out the sword, she was shocked by its power.

　Chloe didn't even have to use much force to pierce the platinum armor that was obviously covered with string magic.

　He pushed the blade in easily.

　"Ms. Jadeti is so scary..." Chloe muttered the familiar name and looked down at the shadows, "Ms. Alia."

　"All right."

　Bound by the dark strings, the Platinum Guards did not fall down, but stood up.

　A puppet.

　Under Arya's manipulation, the Platinum Guards took the lead and walked towards the bridge connecting Nagirfar and the docking port.

　When they were only about ten meters away from the light curtain that could deprive living beings of their consciousness, the Platinum Guards began to sprint.

　The target is the two spirit priests behind the curtain.

　The crossbowmen on Nagilfa's ship noticed something unusual about the Platinum Guards. Without hesitation, they raised their crossbows and fired at him.

　"Clang clang clang!"

　The crossbow arrow hit the platinum armor of the personal guard and bounced off, unable to hinder his progress at all.

　With a whistling sound, the platinum guards arrived right in front of the two priests.

　He grabbed the priest's head with his hands, one on the left and one on the right, and squeezed hard.

　"Pfft!"

　The heads of the two priests exploded, and at the same time, the remaining guards rushed forward, chanting something while stabbing their spears filled with dusk light into the bodies of the platinum guards.

　His flesh and blood suddenly exploded, and almost at the same time, Alia, who was hiding in his shadow, shot out, spinning and swinging the steel blade on the shuttle -

　"Boom boom boom——"

　The guards standing in the front were torn apart in an instant, and before the soldiers in the back could react, they saw a flash of light on the shuttle.

　The next second, almost all the soldiers' heads shot up into the sky. Alia was already standing behind them, with a pale blue halo shooting out from the gaps in their armor.

　"Go!" she yelled.

　Two Pegasus flew up into the sky, knocked open the gate to the lower city, and flew into the dusk light.

　Ataniti and Chenxi no longer hid, flew out of the crowd and followed closely behind.

　On Pegasus's back, Chloe hugged her waist tightly, pulled out her pistol, and aimed behind her.

　"Boom——"

　A wind string bullet was fired, chaining the bridge connecting Nagilfa and the docking port.

　At the moment of separation, the monsters that came back from the docking port for reinforcement fell down, emitting screams.

　“Aaaaaah…”

　""

　At the port, the poet Edda patted her clothes and stretched.

　He turned and looked at the other poet, Edda, who had been hiding behind the goblins.

　"Brother Edda, is it exciting?"

　Ada's face gradually transformed into that of a beautiful young girl. Loki looked at the poet Ada with a smile and shook his head:

　"How's my ability to withstand blows? Is it okay?"

　"If it were me, I would fly from here to the market behind," said Poet Ida, smiling. "Have your friends gone in?"

　"Friends? What friends?" Loki shrugged. "Just playmates."

　She turned around, her face transformed into that of a soldier, and she immediately got into the role and said:

　"Brothers! Reinforcements! We have to catch those invaders! Don't catch these citizens! It's useless!"

　He shouted and rushed towards Najilfar, setting the pace as he ran, and a group of soldiers followed him.

　"...Her character has never changed," lamented the poet Edda. "She is naughty and seems to care nothing, but she cares about her brother more than anyone else."