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

　"Don't take your ambition too seriously. Not everyone wants to become famous."

　Miriam chuckled:

　"Besides, you won't have a chance to become famous."

　"Stonek Thayne, you have brought shame upon the Thayne family," Professor Ling whispered. "Order your people to leave. We can consider tonight's events to be nothing more than an unpleasant misunderstanding."

　"Professor Ling from the academic school, haha, you seem to have a sure win."

　Stonek forced a smile:

　"Think carefully. The Messina Guards are practically everywhere in the Citadel tonight. Just based on numbers, you will be drowned. None of you will make it out alive."

　"Besides...if anything happens to me, they won't get their money. Just imagine how the angry guards will treat those poor residents of the Citadel. They can't come here for nothing, can they?"

　After Stonek finished speaking, Professor Ling laughed disdainfully.

　"The Citadel may bleed tonight, but so what? We've shed plenty of blood over the years."

　Professor Ling's tone was indifferent:

　"But you, Stoner, when was the last time you bled? A nosebleed in dry weather?"

　"We can accept the outcome calmly, and even die defending the freedom of the Citadel, but the question is, can you accept your own death?"

　After saying this, Stone's eyes flickered a few times.

　He lowered his head and looked at Ophelia.

　"Ophelia," his voice was filled with pleading, "You exclude dissidents and concentrate power, isn't it just to become the sole ruler? Now you have a chance to control everything... We are only one step away, one step..."

　Seeing her father's ugly appearance, Ophelia closed her eyes.

　Seeing that she didn't answer, Stonek's voice became more anxious:

　"Ophelia! Be obedient! Any disputes should be within our family. Once the Citadel and Messina are ours, we—"

　The next second, Stonek saw the golden light in Ophelia's eyes again.

　It suddenly occurred to him that he had actually seen this golden light—this was the light in his father's eyes when he saw him off after a big quarrel with his father, Roberts Thane, and when he left the Citadel.

　That was a judging look from a believer.

　With pity, but without mercy—

　"boom----"

　The moment Ophelia's wand burst into golden light, the messenger took action immediately.

　The envelope she crushed turned into a pale blue halo and pulled Stone's body away.

　But she was a split second too late, and Ophelia's spell had already been cast—

　"Ahhhh!"

　Stonecutter Thane's arm flew out and was torn apart by the golden light.

　The messenger was about to do something, and the next second, Miriam pulled the trigger——

　"Oh!"

　The golden bullet flew out, a flash of white light swept through the air, and flew straight towards the messenger's head—

　"Pfft!"

　The messenger's head exploded, and the white light negated all her attempts to counterattack, in other words, "destroyed" her possibility of counterattack.

　Then, chaos broke out in the square——

　"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"

　The Messina Guards and the Academy attacked each other almost at the same time. Those wearing Star Followers uniforms pointed their wands at their enemies as if they already knew who was the enemy and who was the friend.

　In an instant, roars and screams broke out in the square.

　Ophelia felt a burning sensation on her back, fell to her knees, and choked on a mouthful of blood.

　She didn't have time to care who hit her from behind. She gritted her teeth, raised her head, and locked her eyes with her father.

　——Stonek is fleeing at full speed!

　He covered his broken arm and ran towards the flying carriage not far away, shouting as he ran:

　"Kill them all! Kill them all!"

　"!"

　Ophelia stood up with a grim face, and the extraordinary essence in her body began to burn.

　She started running, dodging the spells flying around the battlefield as she chased after her father.

　"Stop her!"

　Messina guards rushed with weapons

　Ophelia threw her wand roughly and knocked them down.

　She saw Stonek get into the flying carriage, saw the driver crack his whip, and the Pegasus took flight—

　"call----"

　Ophelia jumped up, endured the severe pain in her body, and grabbed the edge of the carriage!

　The carriage flew into the sky, the cold wind blew Ophelia's hair into a mess, and the wound on her back seemed to be bleeding.

　She struggled to climb onto the carriage, stepped onto the edge, pointed her wand at the driver -

　"boom----"

　A golden light flashed, and the driver's chest was pierced, and he fell to the ground with a scream.

　The frightened Pegasus began to run around. Ophelia grabbed the handle on the edge of the carriage tightly and reached for the door.

　The car door suddenly opened, and a ferocious-looking messenger leaned out and grabbed Ophelia's neck from behind.

　"Well...!"

　Ophelia felt a sharp pain and her neck was almost broken. She rolled her eyes slightly and tried her best to maintain her consciousness.

　"Stonek! We have no choice but to kill her!"

　"Kill! Kill!" Ophelia heard her father yelling.

　Before the messenger was about to break his own neck, Ophelia used up her last bit of strength and pointed her wand at Pegasus.

　"boom----"

　A golden light flashed, and Tianma's head exploded!

　The flying carriage completely lost control, and with a feeling of weightlessness, the messenger let go of Ophelia's neck.

　Taking a deep breath, Ophelia raised her wand—

　"boom----"

　The messenger's shoulder was torn open by the golden starlight. She was surprised as to why Ophelia, a six-string saint, could burst out with power that threatened a demigod, when she suddenly saw the golden branch growing out of the girl's body.

　Ophelia lost control.

　She swung her wand, and the golden starlight connected into a long whip, which she swung towards the carriage—

　"Crack! Crack!"

　The steel carriage was cut open by the whip like tofu, and Stonek's screams were heard from inside the carriage.

　"Ophelia! Don't be like this! Daddy can talk to you! Ophelia!"

　Ophelia refused to listen. As the carriage continued to fall, she whipped the horse desperately, trying to tear her father into pieces!

　At this moment, the ferocious scaly claws once again grabbed Ophelia's throat -

　"Crack!"

　It was the messenger! She had lost control too! Dragon scales sprouted from her body, tearing through her white dress, and her pale blue eyes gradually turned into vertical pupils.

　She let out a roar and opened her ferocious mouth, as if to bite off Ophelia's neck!

　At the critical moment, a golden light flashed by——

　"boom!"

　The messenger's head was chopped off and flew away, and a pale blue light spurted out from the broken neck.

　In a flash, Ophelia saw the person flying towards her holding the Sword of Dawn—

　——It’s Alice Pucht.

　Ophelia didn't hesitate, she kicked the messenger's body down and pointed her wand into the carriage.

　She saw Stonek Thane's terrified expression and saw his mouth opening and closing as if he was shouting something.

　Just as she was about to use a spell to kill him, the world before her eyes went dark—

　"boom!"

　The flying carriage crashed in the northern part of the city.

　Ophelia dreamed that she was kneeling before a door.

　She raised her head, and golden liquid fell from the air and poured into her crown.

　"From now on..."

　She heard the ancient ancestors whisper:

　"Carry this key."

　In a trance, she saw the door open - the door opened before Arcadia Sean's eyes, and a hazy white light poured out from it.

　She saw the ancestor listening to the whispers of the thing in the door, saw him step out of the mud and sprinkle a touch of clear water into the air.

　The clear water turned into blood, flames, and flags in the air, floating above the academy.

　It turned into steam, dissipated in the arteries of copper pipes and chimneys, and turned into acid rain.

　The acid rain reflected a crimson light, which turned into deep red, and the deep red fell from the dome.

　She saw everyone connected.

　""

　When she woke up, Ophelia felt liquid running down her face.

　She didn't know what it was at first, she just felt something cold, until she smelled a hint of blood between her lips.

　That's her blood.

　Ophelia raised her head with difficulty, and what came into view was the alley and the crashed carriage.

　She was lucky enough to be thrown out before she hit the ground, probably hitting something like an awning, so she was not directly smashed to pieces.

　And tonight, her father was luckier than her.

　"...Ophelia, why...why..."

　She saw her father crawling from the wreckage—he had lost one hand, his dress was tattered, but there was no blood underneath.

　Although the high-end custom-made armed dress cannot defend against high-level string magic, it is enough to deal with collisions.

　Stonecutter scrambled to his feet and stumbled toward Ophelia.

　Explosions sounded in waves from a distance, some people were shouting, some were laughing.

　Like the end of the world.

　"We could have been... you and I... the Thane family would have been the navigators of a new era, the Thane form would no longer be subject to the power of the Goddess... we would no longer be Her servants... we could have had... everything..."

　"Why...why did my father's ghost come back to life in you...why did it have to be you..."

　As the hem of his windbreaker swayed, a revolver appeared in Stoner's hand.

　He raised the gun with his only remaining hand, and Ophelia saw the black muzzle.

　"We were almost there! We were almost there to trample those kings and gods under our feet!" Stoner roared, "Why!!"

　""

　Ophelia's face was covered in blood, and she looked extremely miserable.