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

　Hearing this, Xingmo smiled faintly and shrugged.

　"Perhaps, after I'm exhausted, you will be able to control me."

　"But, Father God, you forgot the most important thing."

　"The premise of manipulating me... is that I still exist!"

　Xingmo swung his hand and grabbed a silver revolver without him noticing.

　The new moon comes from moondust.

　She flung the revolver's cylinder away and reached inside her coat to grab...

　...took out the last angel bullet.

　There were six angel bullets, five of which were given to the enemy, and the last one was kept for himself.

　"Click."

　Xingmo stuffed the silver bullet into the magazine and then put the muzzle of the gun against his head.

　At the same time, she raised her wand, and the Shepherd's String flashed with brilliant colorful light.

　"Crimson Moon!" Xingmo roared, "I command you! Turn around, move forward at full speed, and leave Muguang Star!"

　"Your destination is the High Heaven! The golden kingdom at the center of the universe!"

　Xingmo's plan was very simple and plain.

　Use the Shepherd's Star String to control the Red Moon and send Him to the High Heaven!

　Xing Mo didn't know what Gao Tianting would do: take him in? Destroy him?

　It does not matter!

　What’s important is that as long as the Painter of the Strings wants to take back the Red Moon, he must chase after the Red Moon!

　As long as the red moon moves far enough away, the crimson in the souls of all living beings on Muguang Star will naturally dissipate!

　Before that, the false sky will protect them. Even if the String Painters want to massacre the planet to vent their anger, they cannot do it in a short time!

　This short period of time is enough for Aurora to take over the planet.

　"I will answer you again, Father God."

　Xing Mo looked directly at the old man's face made of the star map and said word by word:

　"I! Reject!"

Chapter 614: Symphony of the Pastoral Star (Part 2) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　Amidst the flashes of colorful light, the red moon's orbit began to move.

　Along with the roar of space, the golden threads that bound the Red Moon broke one by one - that was the suppression of the Quiet Star Sea on the Red Moon, and now all of them were cut off by Xing Mo.

　During this thousand-year game, the Star Sea Goddess and the String Painter constantly used their remaining consciousness to seize control of the Red Moon, and this was also due to the various actions that the Red Moon performed based on her own instincts.

　Now, as the Shepherd Star's Strings sound, only one will remains to control the Red Moon.

　That is Xingmo.

　"Click..."

　Accompanied by the sound of space breaking, a huge celestial body slid out from the edge of its orbit and headed towards deep space.

　His destination is the high heaven!

　Under Xingmo's manipulation, Hongyue began to accelerate.

　His speed was getting faster and faster, and he turned into a meteor in the deep sky.

　"When His speed becomes the same as starlight, you will never be able to catch up with Him."

　Xingmo whispered softly to the giant face in the deep sky.

　She knew she won.

　The Painter of the Strings had contaminated all living beings with Crimson in advance, making it impossible for Xingmo to fully use the Star-Shepherding Strings.

　And Xingmo only needs to destroy himself to make it impossible for the Painter of the Strings to fully use the Star-Shepherding Strings.

　The ancient god naturally has countless opportunities to come back, but not today, nor here.

　Aurora will protect Shepherd's Light Star. At least, everyone on Shepherd's Light Star is free.

　Senior Alice and Senior Vivian are both free.

　Miriam is free, and the mentor is free.

　Everyone at Nefera Beta Magic Academy is free.

　The People of Mist are free, the People of Gold are free.

　Humans are free, goblins are free, dragons are free, giants are free, elves are free.

　And the price is only Xingmo.

　Only Ivramis.

　Feeling the cold muzzle of the gun on his temple, Xingmo felt that everything in the world was silent.

　This is deep space. The thin atmosphere of the red moon is being rapidly stripped away due to acceleration, and everything around is quickly becoming quiet.

　She could hear her own heartbeat, and between each beat, the past flowed like a stream.

　She saw faces, which were like birds flying across the sky. Some fell to the ground with a bang due to the gravity of fate, while others flew too high and their wings were burned.

　Thousands of years ago, the puppet of fate opened his eyes and looked up at the starry sky for the first time.

　She trudged against the tides of fate, countless lives paid the price for her plans, and debris and blood flowed past her feet along with the river.

　Now, it's her turn to pay the price for her plan.

　""

　A faint roar reached Xingmo's ears along the soles of her feet. In the distance, dust was constantly exploding from beneath the soil on the moon. A silver starlight connection body was breaking out from beneath the moon, quickly outlining a worm-like outline in control.

　The painted worm, the spine beast that connects all the projections, the worm of cause and effect entangled in the silver-white tree.

　That is the anchor point collection of the String Painter, His incarnation.

　The Painter of the Strings mobilized all the power he had invested in this world almost simultaneously, which meant that Xingmo's plan was effective.

　But no matter how fast he is, can he be faster than Xingmo?

　""

　In the last few seconds before pulling the trigger, Xingmo's mouth corners curled up slightly.

　At the end of her memory recollection, she saw Aurora, the little girl with white hair and red eyes.

　"I'm sorry..." she whispered, "I can't count the stars with you anymore..."

　"Little Ancestor..."

　"Oh!"

　The moment the angel bullet was launched, white light dyed everything in front of Xingmo into pure daylight.

　Her consciousness instantly shattered into countless tiny dots, splashing everywhere.

　Quiet.

　Completely quiet.

　At the end of the story, the puppet of fate made a choice of his own will.

　She is free.

　She is no longer a puppet.

　She walked out of the cage.

　""

　dark.

　In the dark little room, the faces of the people around were blurry.

　"Look... Xiaomo is 1! Aurora is 3!"

　"What to choose? What to choose?"

　Someone is talking.

　"Truthfully."

　Someone made a choice.

　""

　Blood red.

　The blood-red eyes glowed faintly in the darkness.

　"Then ask~ Don't embarrass me, little ancestor."

　Xing Mo looked directly at the blood-red pair and spoke softly.

　"Little Saint."

　She spoke.

　"Will you... suddenly leave me one day?"

　她提

　Something went wrong.

　""

　Xingmo's heart aches.

　Her heart was torn apart, and the pain made her want to wail, but dead things could no longer wail.

　“No.”

　She heard herself make the promise.

　committed to.

　A broken promise.

　""

　Sad and painful.

　She knew that this feeling would not only be imposed on herself, but also on her, the one she had let down.

　In the final analysis, she was just trying to escape the fate she saw by inflicting pain on one unrelated person after another.

　She loves those people, but she doesn't deserve their love.

　She doesn't deserve her love.

　nothingness.

　In the void, Xingmo saw a flash of green light.

　Green light.

　Emerald green, like the aurora.

　aurora.

　Aurora Borealis in the Cala Dorans Mountains...

　Reappeared.

　"boom"

　Xing Mo suddenly opened her eyes and saw the white light of the angel bullet quickly dissipate, and a cluster of emerald green flames was burning in front of her eyes.

　combustion!

　Aurora Halfgard is burning, her six wings have never been so bright!

　She raised the Broken Star, and the silver-white sword fragments turned into streams of light, continuously bombarding the Painted Insect, knocking it back continuously.