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

　As the crescent moon shone, Vivian transformed into a pale dragon, carrying a river-like light and crashing into the cold wave from the horizon—

　"boom"

　With one blow, the cold wave was instantly blown away, and snowflakes were flying all over the sky!

　The next second, Vivian's figure flashed a few times, and then exploded -

　"Pfft!"

　The girl's body fell from the air, and the star foam flashed continuously, grabbing the bruised Vivian.

　"Ahem...it...negated the Dark Moon Dragon's projection..." Vivian choked on a mouthful of blood. "I couldn't maintain the truth in front of it..."

　Of course, after all, that was the head of the Dark Moon Dragon. In terms of the status of truth, it was far higher than Vivian's.

　"We need to leave here immediately," Xingmo looked at Nidfila, "What are the chances of Nagilfa escaping it?"

　Nidfila shook his head:

　"No, the power of the Ancestral Dragon permeates the entire Dead Zone. As long as you are under the cold wave, you will never be able to escape."

　"What I'm asking you is probability." Xing Mo said.

　Nidfila paused for a moment before speaking:

　"Thirty percent."

　"enough."

　Xing Mo turned around and looked at Youmeng Jiade who was badly injured:

　"Senior, please allow all the dragons of Mortiheim to ascend Nagirfar."

　As soon as the words fell, the dragons became agitated:

　"No! We will never

　Will be in cahoots with Nidophila!"

　"Then die here," Xing Mo said coldly, "Anyone willing to board the ship, follow me."

　Her eyes met Youmeng Jiade's again. This earthly giant python was staring blankly at the horizon, at the ice-blue sun.

　"He desecrated the remains of the Ancestral Dragon..." Youmeng Jiade whispered.

　Loki raised his head and looked at the giant python with an unwilling expression.

　"Big Snake, are you willing?" Her voice was no longer as innocent as a child's, but became cold.

　""

　Youmeng Jiade and Cain looked at each other. At that moment, countless lights and shadows seemed to flash in the pupils of the two dragons.

　“After this, I will bury the Ancestral Dragon completely,” Youmeng Jiade hissed.

　He looked around with his huge head and growled:

　"The cold wave is about to arrive again! This time, we will have nowhere to hide in the Fimbulwinter!"

　"If the laws of nature eliminate dragons, then dragons should be eliminated! But what he did was desecrate the corpse of our ancestors! He used the corpse of the ancestral dragon to take away the sanctuary he promised!"

　"The Most High has blasphemed the Ancestral Dragon, and I will bring peace to the Ancestral Dragon!"

　"If your dragon blood is still hot, then follow me!"

　"Click..."

　The outer deck of Nagirfar slowly opened, and the outline of the City of Twilight gradually emerged.

　Countless dragons flew into the cabin, but some stubbornly chose to stay and fight to the death with the next wave of cold wave.

　Under Loki's guidance, Youmengjiade dragged her severely injured body into the giant ship, and her body circled the lower city area exactly once.

　On the bridge of Nagilfar, Xingmo turned around and looked at Nidfila:

　"Your mother died for the Ancestral Dragon. Now, the Supreme Being you once served has desecrated the Ancestral Dragon's bones, and you knew about this incident before."

　Facing Xingmo's eyes, Nidfila nodded slightly.

　"Everything is nothing," he whispered, "because the end of destiny awaits all of us ahead."

　"Rumble..."

　Nagirfar set sail, cutting through the ice and rapidly moving eastward.

　At this time, the ice-blue sun on the horizon became increasingly fierce, and as the light grew bigger and bigger, the direction of the wind began to change.

　"boom"

　Ice-blue flames erupted from the horizon once again, turning into a dazzling river of light.

　Xing Mo saw the continuous mountain peaks being torn apart, and the snow mist turned into crystal waves and rushed to the earth on both sides.

　The dragons that remained in the endless sea of ​​ice almost simultaneously shot out flames towards the ice flame waves, and then in the next moment, they were all reduced to ashes.

　Weak.

　Even if God is only left with bones, it is impossible for ordinary beings to wrestle with him.

　Waves of ice and flame swept across the mountains and seas of Mortiheim, chasing Nagilfar all the way.

　""

　Watching the wave of ice and flames sweeping over him, Nidfila pressed his hands against his chest.

　"Buzzing..."

　The death of those dragons instantly turned into nourishment for Nagilfar, and the dusk-like light flowed on his dragon scales.

　Then he snapped his fingers:

　"die."

　"boom"

　Hela released, and the light of dusk burst out from the surface of Nagirfar and slammed into the wave of ice flames.

　Then it was completely consumed by the icy flames in an instant.

　It's like dusk disappearing into the day.

　""

　Nidfila took two steps back, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

　He turned and looked at Xingmo and Aurora:

　"Now, do you know why I never rebelled against fate?"

　""

　Seeing the wave of ice flames getting closer and closer to Nagilfa, Xingmo's expression became more serious.

　"Aurora, is there any way to protect Najifar?" She lowered her head.

　"Already doing it."

　Aurora took two steps forward and opened her hands—

　"Wow!"

　A blanket of aurora bonds blossomed, rapidly wrapping around the surface of Najirfar.

　"I can hold it off for a while. If I weren't a god, I might not be able to hold it off for even a few seconds."

　Aurora muttered to herself. Although her expression was calm, she was actually a little apprehensive in her heart.

　The power of the Skull of the Old God was far beyond her imagination. If she had been more cautious, Aurora could have easily fought it off.

　But when she saw those things from the silver tree...

　"Hongyue will interfere with us, so we can't do it."

　Aurora turned and looked at Xingmo:

　"Little Saint, what if... the idea is reversed?"

　"!"

　Aurora's thoughts immediately reminded Xingmo.

　If we can harness the power of fate to deal with the imminent Cain...

　Xing Mo grabbed the long-ringing Star Sea Bell with his hand.

　She walked to the back of the bridge, facing the sweeping wave of ice flames.

　After a long absence, she prayed to the goddess:

　"Ah...Star Sea Goddess."

　"You are the master of the starry sky, the supreme gold, and the eyes that cover the night sky."

　"You are the guardian, the goddess of sleep and tranquility, the lamplighter of the golden dawn."

　The holy bell emitted a faint golden light, wrapping around Xingmo's body.

　It seemed like a momentary illusion, and Xingmo saw a pair of golden eyes opening in some extremely dark place.

　Then she recited softly:

　"Your descendants blasphemed God and took the Shepherd Star.

　In the holy war of the String of Heaven, he drew upon the power of the Ancestral Dragon."

　"This doesn't fit the flow of fate. If a destiny is to be determined, it should be determined under fair circumstances."

　She opened her eyes and looked at the snowstorm ahead.

　Golden stars danced in her pupils, and the golden stars and moon resonated with the holy bell.

　"You will lose control of the Skull of the Old God."

　"This is your destiny!"

　Then, Xingmo grasped the Holy Bell, opened and closed it, and smashed his hands together——

　"clang"

　Golden holy light bloomed, and the string music exploded like a devastating force, blasting towards the wave of ice flames!

　In the far north, Cain suddenly opened his eyes and found that his arms had been entangled with golden threads.

　She raised her head, looked towards the sky, and found that the golden thread... came from the sky.

　"Mother..." she murmured softly.

　""

　As the snowstorm was shattered by the golden string music, the ice-blue flame began to dissipate and turned into drifting snow in the air.

　Xing Mo raised her head and looked at the golden thread hanging from the sky onto her body, with a complicated expression.

　She could clearly feel the "connection," and on the other end of the connection was Cain.

　At almost the same time, Cain and Xingmo both showed the characteristics of "puppets of fate".

　Xing Mo guessed correctly, the Star Sea Goddess was watching over the mortal world from beginning to end.

　She didn't care who held the Shepherd's String, she just needed the Shepherd's String to be born.

　It's just because Xingmo is closer than Cain, so the goddess evens the scales, that's all.

　Trinity.

　Our Lady above.

　The Holy Spirit was at Cain's side.

　And Xingmo is the saint.

　"The power of fate could not bind Cain for long."

　Xingmo turned around and looked at the people on the bridge.

　"Tomorrow at dusk we will set sail."