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

　"Little Ancestor...?"

　Xing Mo stretched out her hand and saw green light flowing on her body - that was the power of the Tree of Life.

　She was rescued, the Tree of Life saved her!

　Under the aurora, Xingmo stared blankly at Aurora turning back, and saw those sparkling eyes:

　"fraud!"

　Aurora yelled.

　"You liar! I was the one who taught you how to cook! And you're teaching me instead! You're shameless! You're showing off!"

　"I..."

　Looking at the emotions in Aurora's eyes, Xingmo realized that she might have regained her broken past.

　"I..."

　"You stole Xiaohua! You're a bad guy! A villain!"

　"Aurora..."

　"You said you wouldn't leave me! You liar! Big liar! I don't like you at all!"

　Aurora cried, and she cried and shouted, like a child venting her emotions.

　"Who asked you to sacrifice yourself? Who allowed you to leave us? You are our saint! Are you not going to listen?"

　"I..."

　Two lines of tears flowed down Xingmo's cheeks and her body was trembling.

　"I'm sorry..." Xingmo said softly.

　""

　Looking at Xingmo's tears, the fierceness in Aurora's eyes subsided a lot.

　"Idiot..." she whispered, "Who's going to take over your world? Without you, I don't even like this world..."

　Her position has always been "Xingmo".

　"I can't think of a better way," Xingmo said softly, "time is running out."

　Suddenly, dazzling flashes came from deep space, accompanied by the tremors of time and space.

　Xingmo and Aurora looked into the deep space and saw densely packed rectangular silver creatures hanging in the universe, forming a huge array.

　It was like... ships, floating in the deep space, dragging silver light forward.

　Xing Mo's pupils flickered slightly, and the golden symbols quickly gathered into cause and effect, transmitting the information into her mind.

　Those are the followers of the String Painter.

　Three thousand years ago, they boarded the warship and, under the instruction of the Father God, attacked the Muguang Star Region.

　At the end of the Age of Gods, after the Anchor of the Painter of the Strings was sealed, He signaled this creature from the other side of the stars to come here immediately.

　They caught up.

　The Painter of the Strings, He had already guessed the possibility of Red Moon's escape, and He had already planned everything.

　""

　As the silver spaceships formed a star network, the positions of the stars began to change constantly.

　Xing Mo felt a surge of pressure growing in deep space—a force far beyond the Thirteen Strings!

　Guided by the silver battleship, the String Painter is preparing to launch an attack towards the Red Moon!

　An attack from the unspeakable!

　He wants to stop Hong Yue from escaping to the high heaven!

　Seeing this, Xingmo's brows were filled with anxiety:

　"It's too late, I have to..."

　"We've run out of angel bullets. Don't even think about dying," Aurora glared at Xingmo fiercely. "You did something bad, and we haven't settled the score with you yet. Do you want to just die?"

　"But, if this continues..."

　"Don't you like gambling? Lady Star Sea Goddess!" Aurora's voice rose considerably. "Do you dare to gamble with us?"

　Aurora extended her hand toward Xingmo, her expression firm.

　Xingmo hesitated for a moment, then immediately held Aurora's hand.

　"!"

　The information was passed on, and Xingmo saw Aurora's plan.

　The corners of her mouth opened slightly, and she whispered:

　"how do you..."

　"I've seen the giant silver tree, your layout, and the logic you desire."

　The corners of Aurora's mouth curled up slightly, and that mischievous smile appeared on her face again.

　"You'd never guess? Goddess, we've discovered your plan."

　"Look, I'm not necessary for the plan you're executing now, right? Any more powerful being can protect your world, so why choose me?

　Why is it us?"

　"Why would you spread false oracles to future generations, telling them... that the Tree of Life, the Song of the Sands, and the Lost Realm... are one-third of life's composition?"

　"You even lied to the Painter of the Strings and got him to agree to the plan to lead me into the trap. You used the Red Moon to influence the Invisible Mist, and the Mist God to influence the Imperials, causing them to use the Divine Remains to take me down..."

　"It's like a writer...who lays the groundwork himself...but at the end, he doesn't dare to take it back..."

　Aurora's gaze seemed to bore a crack in Xingmo's eyes.

　"Why? The Star Sea Goddess, who could make a lightning bolt fall precisely three thousand years later...why did she abandon her plan?"

　"Because I owe you too much, little ancestor."

　Xingmo lowered her head and spoke softly.

　"I...I've already failed you and don't want to use you anymore..."

　"And I don't know if this will work. If it doesn't, you might—"

　Xingmo couldn't finish her words.

　Because Aurora hugged her and kissed her.

　In the deep space, all is silent, only the heartstrings of the two resonate, conveying a message far beyond words.

　Under the aurora, the blood-red reflects the gold, and the gold also reflects the blood-red, and together they are dyed in the emerald green spring.

　""

　After an unknown amount of time, the two separated, and Xingmo's breathing was disordered.

　Looking at the little ancestor in her arms, she felt a warm current flowing in her broken heart.

　"Little Ancestor...Are you sure?"

　"Let's go crazy together?" Aurora blinked. "We're all friends."

　go Ape...

　Is this rational?

　"it is good..."

　Xingmo smiled knowingly.

　The two of them turned together and looked at the fleet in the distance, and at the painted insect struggling in the emerald light.

　The String Painter's attack is coming.

　What they have to do is fight back.

　""

　Deep space, silver fleet.

　On the bridge, a transparent tentacle complex climbed up the bridge, and the transparent tentacles contained linked starlights.

　It reaches out to the dashboard and turns a silver pulley:

　"Dlter!" The starlight within the transparent colloid resonated, "Tnakx...ntolis!"

　"Dlter!"

　“Kasduta!”

　"Buzzing..."

　On the ground in the center of the bridge, silver geometric shapes unfolded layer by layer, and a black shadow rose in the silver light.

　It was a transparent crystal container with a silver, broken triangular mineral floating inside.

　A tentacled mixture crawled to the side of the container, inserted its claws into the groove at the bottom of the container, and pulled gently.

　"Kakaka..."

　Along with the sound of insect mouthparts knocking, silver electric lights exploded inside the container, dyeing the surface of the silver mineral with a faint white light.

　Amidst the white light, a drop of mercury-like liquid was separated and seeped to the edge of the container.

　"Buzzing..."

　At the same time, circles of white light began to illuminate the square surface of the silver battleship.

　Almost every warship started the same process. When all the warships lit up at the same time, a silver storm began to brew among the nebulae.

　This is the only chance to hit Him before the red moon accelerates to the speed of light.

　""

　Just before the launch, a beam of emerald green light burst out from above the red moon.

　"boom"

　The captain used the starlight within his gelatinous body to sense the burst of emerald light, and an emotion called "confusion" emerged in his bio-waves.

　What is that?

　What is that power?

　Why is that kind of power close to God the Father?

　Its doubts could not last long, because when it clearly sensed the pheromones emitted by the emerald green light, the starlight in its body "popped" and a small hole burst open!

　“Pah…Pah…Pah…Pah…”

　Explosions sounded on the bridge, and as a layer of gray curtain stained the bridge glass, the process of collapse finally stopped.

　Do not look directly at God.

　Do not look directly at the Ancient God.

　You can’t look directly at that thing that can’t be described!

　When he once again cast his gaze upon the captain's damaged astral body, the emotion of "fear" was conceived.

　It saw the existence slowly rising from the moon - it was a giant tree, a twisted, ever-expanding giant tree!

　Every leaf of the giant tree was made up of emerald green auroras. As its branches and leaves stretched out, strips of emerald green auroras unfolded under the starlight of the universe!

　That is the tree of life!

　The out-of-control tree of life after full bloom!

Chapter 615: Symphony of the Pastoral Star (Part 3) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　"Because I discovered that the Tree of Life is very likely a component of the String of Life."

　Above the silver tree, when Ivramis lied to the String Painter, she was actually stunned herself.

　She had never lied before. Admittedly, she told many lies later, but they were all clumsy and failed to deceive the people she loved.

　But she seemed to have succeeded in telling this first lie.