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

　Carly grasped it lightly, and a quill fell into her hand, with dark ink flowing out from the tip.

　"Engraved ink, create for me a zero-light-speed zone 1600 km long, 4500 km high, and 3000 km wide. The center of the coordinates is the flagship of the Star Scorn battleship fleet."

　Following her instructions, a dark light flickered quietly on the image of the universe.

　After the flashing ended, the entire fleet was frozen in the universe, the fleet's outline was twisted into a double image, and bright blue spots spread around the area.

　Xing Mo knew that this was an opportunity!

　She concentrated her mind and held Aurora's hand, both of them reaching out towards the overlapping three strings.

　"boom"

　The colorful light spread out along with the symphony of the soul, and continued to spread in the emerald green star field!

　At this moment, the stars tremble!

　A symphony, with Xingmo and Aurora as conductors and the countless creatures of Muguang Star as the orchestra.

　The complete Shepherd Star String has been condensed!

　Muxing Symphony! Play now!

Chapter 617: Symphony of the Pastoral Star (Part 5) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　The String of the Shepherd Star.

　The moment Xing Mo grasped the colorful string, her eyes were instantly blocked by golden symbols.

　The golden symbol separated her from the real world and she flew up, rising through layers of spatial dimensions.

　Her perspective changed rapidly. First, the image of the giant silver tree flickered, and then multiple overlapping directions appeared. She seemed to see the inside and outside of every star at the same time, every particle of them, and countless tiny worlds above those particles.

　After she broke through ten dimensions in succession, all that was left before her eyes was darkness.

　In the darkness, tiny dots of light lit up, radiating light of different colors.

　Star.

　Suddenly, Xingmo seemed to have returned to her childhood as a "human". She always lay on the lawn, counting the stars in the sky.

　She yearns for the stars, both as a human being and as a goddess of the sea of ​​stars.

　"Here we are."

　Xingmo turned around and saw Aurora standing with her on this supreme dimension, overlooking the sea of ​​stars before them.

　"here it is?"

　"The perspective of the Shepherd's String," Aurora said, taking in everything before her. "Through the Red Moon, its influence reaches every corner of this small universe. It can define the behavior of those stars."

　"Every star is something unspeakable?" Xing Mo murmured.

　"Whatever you can see should be it," Aurora nodded. "Of course, we can't deny that normal celestial bodies are the origins of stars, right?"

　"That's right."

　Xingmo smiled faintly, holding hands with Aurora, and strolled in the sea of ​​stars.

　Through the ten-dimensional vision, Xingmo saw countless silver dots approaching them - those were other fleets of the Mie Xing tribe.

　She could see the inside and outside of the fleets at the same time. She could see the fleets ten seconds ago and the fleets ten seconds later. She could even see the scene when the fleets set out from their mother world three thousand years ago.

　Tracing back to the beginning, Xingmo saw the commander made of a colloid star floating in the orbit of a neutron star, listening to the whispers coming from inside the star.

　From that low

　As he spoke, Xingmo caught a glimpse of the String Painter's plan:

　There are hundreds of fleets heading to Muguang Star.

　They almost surrounded the entire cantilever, and no matter which direction the Red Moon escaped, it would eventually be caught up.

　After the memetic black hole forms a star field blockade, the entire cantilever will become a cage.

　The plan of the String Painter was very well prepared.

　"Look, if you sacrifice yourself and leave us to protect your pathetic little world, is that okay?"

　Aurora shrugged and looked at the hundreds of fleets helplessly.

　"It's impossible for Hongyue to escape. With so many fleets releasing that hole at the same time, what does your little quiet starry sea mean to you..."

　"I didn't know His power was so huge..." Xing Mo stuck out her tongue.

　Hundreds of fleets, each with the power to independently destroy an entire civilization.

　But they were sent to a small world by the Painter of the Strings at the same time.

　The String of the Shepherd Star, He seems to be really afraid of it.

　No... not necessarily afraid...

　The most the Star-Shepherd's String can do is manipulate the stars, but the ancient god who can use the nebula connection to form his own existence naturally cannot die because of the destruction of a few stars.

　Did He make such thorough preparations, really because He was afraid of the Shepherd Star String?

　不 ...

　perhaps...

　He just doesn't want anything to get out of His control.

　"let's start."

　Xingmo spoke softly, his eyes fixed on the entire fleet on the side of Muguangxing.

　There are thirty-seven of them, and the blockade area is larger than a star system.

　"Aurora, come on."

　Xingmo reached out to Aurora:

　"It's time to play."

　""

　Looking at Xingmo's outstretched hand, Aurora couldn't help but sigh softly.

　"Look, with all that life, we can actually do such terrible things... Life is truly a disaster."

　She held Xingmo's hand, and countless colorful strings rippled around them, and the sound of the symphony surrounded the ten-dimensional space!

　“Let’s start from here.”

　Xingmo reached out and grabbed the wand, playing it gently.

　He saw the past and present of the star and saw His name.

　As colorful lines emerged from the orbits of the stars, Xingmo began to weave His future:

　"The singer, Latimerius!"

　"Singer of the Nebula, Feather of the Burning Wind, God of Destruction!"

　"Use your starfire to destroy my enemies!"

　As the Muxing Symphony played, Xingmo waved his wand, and the star expanded rapidly—

　"Om-"

　The red flames swept across the universe, engulfing all thirty-seven fleets.

　It's as easy and simple as erasing chalk writing on a blackboard.

　""

　Xingmo saw the appearance of every member of the Devil Star Clan on the fleet on the timeline, saw how they were disintegrated, and saw clearly that every particle in their bodies was burned by the starfire into a tiny mark in nothingness.

　In the vision of the Shepherd's String, life is no longer life.

　They are just weak ants that can be manipulated and destroyed at will.

　It's a chess piece.

　It is a fragile oil painting frozen in the trajectory of time.

　""

　Xingmo cleared his mind and set his sights on the next fleet.

　On this side, there are a total of forty-eight fleets.

　She saw the Star Defiant on the bridge calling the fleets from other star regions. They seemed to be aware of the disappearance of their companions, but no one on the other side could answer.

　Fear, Xingmo felt fear from the captain's flashing astral body.

　She lightly tapped her wand, selecting a star very close to the fleet, and whispered:

　"Ganelle Kru of the Folded Sea."

　"Tumbling dimensions, folding void, balanced elves."

　"Send them into the abyss."

　White light flashed, accompanied by a surge of starlight, and the dimension where the forty-seven fleets were located continued to sink...sink...until it folded together!

　They were crushed into fragments of space, with only a mark left in the lower space.

　Several star systems were sent into the abyss below the dimension.

　"Let's go this way!"

　Aurora skipped over to a star and tapped it gently:

　"Abyssal Hound Rastroka!"

　"Following hounds, hunting fangs of stars, servants of the abyss!"

　"Tear up their fleet! Have a good meal!"

　Another star flickered, and a huge shadow quickly spread across the fifty-three fleets in that direction from the lower dimension, swallowing them up.

　Their outlines turned black in the shadows and then melted away, leaving only faint wrinkles of time and space.

　easy.

　Looking down from a high-dimensional perspective, Xingmo could see the details of their destruction, and the fear of every crew member was imprinted in her eyes.

　But when the details become too many, it becomes unable to empathize with the fear of those creatures before they die.

　She suddenly felt terrified - no matter what kind of will it was, if it manipulated the world and life and death wantonly in this world, what kind of monster would it become after a long time?

　When people step on ants to death, they will occasionally squat down and take a look at the remains.

　But God will not stoop.

　power.

　This is the real power and authority.

　This kind of power... should not be held by just anyone...

　It can alienate people into gods.

　A arrogant God.

　Xingmo closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

　Her eyes locked onto the twenty-five ships in the fleet and she whispered:

　"The starship Tamara-Toss."

　"A flight across the stars, a piercer of countless worlds, a scepter of unity."

　"End their suffering."

　A silver line instantly crossed the Milky Way, and the scattered fleet was instantly squeezed onto its outline, spreading and lengthening to both sides like mercury.

　Fleets were destroyed and stars were manipulated.

　Every time Xingmo manipulates the stars, the burden of inspiration increases a little, like a kettle that is gradually filled.

　Finally, each fleet was swallowed by a star and turned into nothingness.

　All the fleets surrounding Muguang Star... have been destroyed.

　""