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

　"The Tree of Life is different. It points to the stars beyond the sky, and also to the soul. In some possibilities, it is the key to life."

　"Are there many branches?" the old man asked.

　"Not much." said Evelamis.

　"Do you think this result is rational enough?"

　"I don't know, but I feel I need to find out," Evelamis said softly, "so I spent more time getting to know her, getting closer to her, to see if she is really that special."

　"So, what's your conclusion?"

　"You interrupted me, so I didn't have time to draw any conclusions."

　Ivramis looked up at the old man.

　The old man said nothing, but just waved his hand:

　"Never mind, never mind. Since you observed it, I'll just treat it as a stable variable and add it to the layout..."

　"what do you mean..."

　"Borrowing moonlight, we introduce the Tree of Life into the game. Regardless of whether the bifurcation you observed exists, the addition of a small tree is a variable we can fully afford."

　"If it can be used, then use it."

　"She is being guarded by Bai Yan," Ivramis reminded.

　"After mastering the Shepherd's String, White Flame will be nothing more than our puppet, nothing to fear. If I wanted, I could make Perlis Hafnargaard into a specimen and admire it over and over again."

　After saying this, the old man’s body dispersed into countless stars and disappeared.

　Looking at the place where He disappeared, Ivramis breathed a sigh of relief, and the fear that was weighing on her heart also dissipated.

　In front of those silver eyes, Evelamis felt like she was just an ordinary person.

　Finally...did they bring the Tree of Life into the game?

　Evelamis didn't know why she did this.

　No, she knows.

　But she still couldn't understand.

　Thinking back to Aurora's free and uninhibited appearance, and the threads that held me together...

　For the first time, Evelamis envied another living being.

　Father said that Aurora was a slave of Baiyan, but Ivramis didn't think so.

　She saw freedom and love in the girl's eyes.

　Love for the world, love for life.

　Evelamis had no such love as hers.

　She wanted to get her love and meet her again.

　Would that make any difference?

　As Ivramis thought about it, the projection quickly merged into the giant silver tree below.

　She opened her eyes, turned around, and looked at Lucifer and the four archangels who were waiting quietly.

　In her pupils, flowers spun.

　"The Father has given us flowers," Ivramis whispered.

　"So soon?" Lucifer's eyes lit up, then he frowned slightly. "Mother, your eyes have become gentle."

　"is it?"

　Evelamis turned around and looked at herself in the mirror.

　There seemed to be some changes, but she couldn't put her finger on them.

　She shook her head, turned around, and instructed Gabriel:

　"Get ready for the ceremony."

　"The Morning Star Angel will become a Saint."

　The Saint, a key figure in the Trinity.

　Unlike the Virgin Mary hanging high in the sky, and unlike the Holy Spirit destined to be sacrificed, the saint is a messenger walking on earth.

　She gathers the faith of all living beings from the human world, connects with everything in the world, and is the foundation of the Trinity in the real plane.

　The Saint's choice was naturally to be born among the angels in the garden.

　The four archangels, led by Gabriel, screened the newly born Abels, searching for the most qualified one.

　Ultimately, Lucifer was chosen.

　She is the Morning Star Angel, created by the Virgin Mary herself with the first ray of perfect morning light. She has a perfect appearance and white wings. Even among the angels, she shines like a star.

　""

　At the northernmost part of Mortiheim, on the altar on the sea cliff.

　The angels were either hanging in the air or gathered on the sea cliffs, laughing.

　Lucifer smiled

　She let the sisters put a beautiful wreath on her head, then turned around and looked at the Virgin Mary in the center of the altar.

　Ivramis stood under the tree in the center of the altar with a calm expression.

　She wore a pale golden dress woven from starlight, and a beautiful wreath on her head.

　Around her, the four archangels stood in a corner of the altar, each gazing at Lucifer quietly.

　“The Holy Spirit said to me, ‘Son of man, this is the place of my throne and the place of the soles of my feet, and I will dwell among my people forever.’”

　As Ivramis whispered softly, Lucifer walked towards the altar under the gaze of everyone.

　She looked proud, and the morning light shone on her face like a perfect marble sculpture.

　"Lucifer."

　Ivramis raised her hand and gently plucked a golden branch from the drooping branch.

　On the golden branch, a flower was shining.

　"You will become a saint, a blessed angel."

　"You will practice the Father's way and seek the well-being of all beings in the universe."

　"You will bear the fate that is our heavy but proud mission."

　"I will take on the mission, mother!" Lucifer raised his head with a proud look.

　Evelamis nodded and gently planted the cluster of golden branches on Lucifer's head.

　She looked directly into the girl's eyes, eyes filled with admiration, expectation and pride.

　"Ding..."

　The golden branch was planted on top of Lucifer's head, and the faint golden light quickly dissipated, swallowing up the cluster of flowers.

　Then, Ivramis waved her hands and golden stars flashed out.

　The person of the Saint.

　She pushed gently, and golden stars entered Lucifer's heart, carried by the flower.

　The next second, Ivramis saw one of Lucifer's eyes flash briefly crimson—

　"!"

　Lucifer fell to his knees and began coughing violently, with blood splattering on the ground.

　"Lucifer?"

　Ivramis stretched out her hand to help Lucifer, but it was suddenly opened——

　"Snapped!"

　She raised her head and looked at her mother with a look of astonishment.

　"I...we..."

　Lucifer's lips were trembling and his body was shaking.

　The pride on her face was gone, and only fear remained.

　"I..."

　The angels around began to chatter. They looked worriedly at Lucifer who suddenly knelt on the ground, surprised that she actually opened the Virgin Mary's hand.

　But Evelamis didn't care that her hands were opened.

　She stretched out her hand again and whispered:

　"Lucifer, what's wrong with you?"

　"I...it's okay..."

　Lucifer regained some composure, and she tremblingly held her mother's hand and looked up.

　"Mother... what I saw... was it real?"

　"What did you see?" Ivramis asked softly.

　"I saw..."

　Lucifer murmured:

　"Deep red..."

　moonlight.

　Ivramis recalled what Orb had said on the cliff:

　"This time, in the future I observed... there is no us... there is no you..."

　future.

　"Mother... that's the end..." she murmured softly, "You will cut them off, right? Right?"

　There was a pleading look in Lucifer's eyes. It was the first time that Ivramis saw such emotion in her eyes.

　The Morning Star Angel has always been proud.

　"Crop..."

　Ivramis gently placed her hand on Lucifer's head:

　"Is this important to you?"

　"I...I don't want that kind of doomsday...to come..." Lucifer whispered, "Or...is it destined...?"

　"That's destined." Ivramis nodded slightly.

　Something seemed to be broken in Lucifer's eyes. Even though Ivramis didn't know what Lucifer saw in the golden stars, she vaguely felt that this might be similar to the future that Orb had seen.

　Who showed her such a future?

　Ivramis raised her head and looked at the red moon in low Earth orbit.

　"Rest well, Lucifer."

　She gently patted Lucifer's shoulder, and the six golden wings behind her spread out.

　"You have accepted the mission, and you need to follow your destiny over there."

　"You will assist me the next time we meet."

　"boom"

　Amidst the roar, Ivramis flew towards the starry sky and the boundless night.

　Lucifer knelt in the center of the altar, staring blankly at his mother who was walking away.

　"destiny..."

　The corners of her mouth were trembling, and she seemed to be in pain, and that pain turned into a grin.

　"We... hehe... we just... don't..."