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

　"Zizzssssssssssssss!!!"

　His sword blade sawed into Perlis's face, and red sparks burst out——

　"Uhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

　The White Hunter desperately tried to press the chainsaw sword into Perlis's face. The next second, Perlis reached out and grabbed the blade.

　"Crack!"

　The chainsaw hit Polys's hand, breaking into pieces one by one.

　The White Hunter wanted to retract the sword, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it at all.

　He stared into those blood-red eyes in fear, and suddenly his mind was hit hard.

　"Uhhhhhhh!!!"

　Perlis let go of his hand, and the White Hunter collapsed to the ground, motionless.

　The surrounding soldiers didn't even dare to raise their guns. They could only watch helplessly as Perlis walked towards the commander step by step, the silver sword in her hand flashing with red arcs of electricity.

　"Om——"

　The blade was raised, pointing at the commander's chest.

　"Odin Sharma, the One-Eyed Raven," Perlis said calmly, "Take me to see him."

　"Who...who are you?" the commander asked tremblingly.

　"I won't say it again," Perlis closed her eyes, "Take me to see him."

　"I...I won't..."

　The commander seemed to want to refuse, but something seemed to be stuck in his throat and he couldn't say anything.

　White Hunter...

　Those great, terrifying warriors... were either slaughtered by her like livestock... or fainted from fear at the mere sight of her...

　"I...I'll take you there!"

　The commander knelt down, tears streaming down his face.

　Most of the other people around suffered the same fate. They fell to their knees, their emotions out of control.

　Fear comes from biological instinct.

　Perlis looked at the weeping commander quietly and put away her sword.

　"Lead the way," she said.

　"well..."

　The commander scrambled to his feet and stumbled toward the gate.

　He was halfway there when a gunshot suddenly rang out.

　"Oh!"

　The commander's head exploded, and his headless body fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.

　Perlis shifted her gaze to the side and caught a glimpse of a man covered in a black robe.

　"Hehe... Disloyal hyena, it's such a waste to feed you rotten bones."

　The man, leaning on his cane, walked over to the commander's body and kicked it.

　He turned to Perlis and pulled off his massive hood.

　What came into view was an old man with only a few sparse white hairs on his bald forehead, and a deep face as thin as a stalactite.

　He had a patch over his right eye and an eye painted on his forehead with blue paint.

　There is no doubt that he is the one-eyed crow Odin Sharma.

　Looking at the old man, Perlis said softly:

　"I'm still wondering when you'll come out."

　"I don't like this guy," Odin Sharma waved the large-caliber revolver in his hand. "I saw this day from the moment he took over the front-line base. He's a complete idiot, a complete idiot!"

　"What about you?" Perlis raised the corner of her mouth slightly, "Did you see me coming?"

　"Why else would I be waiting here?" Odin Sharma spread out his hands. "Pure white flames."

　"You know who I am." Perlis nodded slightly.

　"As Moksada... I know many things, and my eyes can see many things... including you..." Odin smiled uncomfortably. "You know, Pure White Flame, whether in the past, present, or future, your existence is terrifying, from a speck of dust on the ground to a star in the deep sky."

　"But you are not afraid of me." said Perlis.

　"Yes, I'm not afraid of you."

　Odin Sharma walked towards Perlis with a smile, leaning on his cane.

　He walked up to Perlis, looked down at her, and said softly:

　"I know what you're here for—you want to obtain the coordinates of Wundai, my hometown, for a distant god, for a distant goal."

　"Then tell me." Perlis said lightly.

　"Do not."

　Odin shook his head, still with an ugly smile on his face.

　The next second, his body began to tremble violently—halos of light flashed in Perlis's eyes, and a terrifying spiritual pressure swept over him.

　He stumbled back, and before falling to his knees, he suddenly pulled out a controller from his waist—

　"Don't move!" he roared, "or this starship will crash into the torrent of light and darkness!"

　Perlis stopped her spiritual pressure and watched quietly as Odin suddenly broke free from the restraints and struggled to stand up with the help of his cane.

　"Wise..." Odin murmured, "We can... have a friendly talk... right...?"

　"Friendly, do you mean firing at us?" Perlis raised her delicate eyebrows.

　Odin smiled again and pointed to the corpse behind him:

　"That was his doing, not mine."

　"I don't buy it," Perlis shook her head. "I have many ways to make you talk."

　"Really?" Odin's smile grew uglier. "But what if...even I don't know?"

　Odin suddenly aimed the gun at his temple, and a vicious light flashed in his one eye.

　"To tell you the truth... Even I don't know the coordinates of Wuendai, at least not now."

　It's unclear now? Perlis said nothing, just looked at Odin quietly.

　Seeing that Perlis didn't speak, Odin's smile became even more vicious:

　"My friends from the Star Defiance Tribe... they converted all my memories of this coordinate into memetic information and extracted it."

　"And I... I placed that information on a space bottle, launched it towards a black hole, and watched with my own eyes as the bottle entered the black hole's event horizon."

　"Then... I killed all the descendants of the salt people who knew that information, and ascended to my current position... Now no one in the entire universe knows the coordinates of Wundai... except me..."

　"Why?" Perlis narrowed her eyes slightly.

　"Because I saw you..." Odin Sharma murmured, "I saw... you will come before me, the entity closest to the Supreme God in this universe... you... pure white flame..."

　"Now, I am the only one who can find the coordinates of Wundai. Although I cannot retrieve the drifting bottle that passed through the event horizon, I can foresee its contents..."

　After saying this, Odin spread out one hand and tilted his head:

　"So... don't be violent, Pure White Flame. If you kill me... you'll never get the coordinates of Undai again."

　"What he said is true," Carly's voice rang in Perlis's ears. "The reality disturbance level is low. He is not lying."

　What a genius move... Pulling the information out of his own head and sending it to a place no one could ever reach...

　Then, use your "foresight" ability as a way to get it again.

　"Let's see what he's going to do." Carly's voice sounded in Polys's ears.

　Perlis nodded slightly and said:

　"You earned your opportunity, what do you want to talk about?"

　"One transaction..."

　Odin Sharma leaned his hands on his crutches and bowed slightly:

　"As you can see, my territory is suffering from a... unrest. I need you to resolve this unrest for me so that everything can be... put back on track."

　He made a "please" gesture and smiled elegantly at Perlis:

　"As the head of the Star Crossing Alliance, I promise you that once the transaction is completed, I will provide the coordinates of Wuendai."

　"We can sign a contract...in the manner of businessmen..."

　"Come, go to my territory, I will treat you as a VIP."

　...END...

Chapter 705 Logic of a Blade-3k-

　"Ever since the Tower of Babel was built, people from all over the world have been calling on us to dismantle its mass destruction function and use it solely for weather control and astronomical observation."

　"Look around us: if it weren't for that tower that wiped out the World Alliance's frontline forces in the Academy War, how could we be sitting here now, holding a meeting and chatting in this bright hall?"

　In the center of the silver hall, the old man looked around with sharp silver eyes.

　With him as the center, federal dignitaries sat in a circle. Some were scholars in white coats, and some had medals hanging on their chests.

　In the twelve seats closest to the podium, the young girl sat quietly, absentmindedly looking at the old man on the center podium.

　Beside her, the green-eyed man patted her shoulder gently and whispered:

　"Xiaohua, pay attention and listen carefully. You know how paranoid he is. He might make things difficult for you if you lose focus."

　"My shoes are too small to begin with," the girl said nonchalantly. "Besides, I've heard this kind of talk countless times. No matter how much I listen, it just has the same core ideas."

　Seeing her so stubborn, the green-eyed man stopped trying to persuade her and murmured in a low voice:

　"You're just like her."

　""

　The old man looked around, his silver eyes scanning every pair of eyes like a singer on a stage scanning rows of spotlights.

　"A civilized world needs leaders," he clenched his fist, "a civilized world needs lighthouses to guide the untamed who are crawling in the darkness."

　"Recently, the Thebites have once again attempted to cross the Dragon Vein River. Their vanguard troops are constantly probing there, and Charon Base's regional control is constantly being affected. This is clearly a bad sign."

　"Ignore those hypocritical calls, fishermen under the lighthouse, we need to hold everything firmly in our hands to preserve the image of a civilized world."

　"General Aleph Stro will take over the Charon base in a few months. I have instructed him to adopt a relatively radical policy to ensure peace and stability in the Thebite region."

　"At the same time, our blades should also be sharper."

　As the old man spoke, his eyes swept across the audience, scanning the twelve seats closest to the podium one by one.

　Most of the seats were empty, with only a few people present, including the young girl.

　The old man and the girl looked at each other, and a kind smile appeared on their faces:

　"As blades, your mission is to remove those unstable factors and ensure that the lighthouse stands forever."

　"Take honor for this! Defender of the Peace."

　"I feel honored for this... as a blade of power!"

　Bridge area.

　After the shuttle entered the hull, what came into Perlis's sight was a neon-lit city.

　It seems to be always night here, with ghostly blue auroras lingering in the sky and giant skyscrapers standing like mountains on the city's horizon.

　The blue, ghost city.

　"Welcome to the capital of the Bridge District, Kaito."

　Odin Sharma stood beside Perlis with a slightly flattering smile on his face.

　"This is the largest city on the entire starship. The faint blue light produced by the core fusion is transmitted to this city through the central engine. This is what you see."