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

The little guy walked to the river, picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the river.

"Okay, the pollution is lifted." Aurora turned around and smiled.

The three guerrillas didn't dare to speak at all. They could only watch Xingmo and Aurora finish all this, and then said:

"Then we'll leave first. We still have patients to see when we get back."

"Okay..." Chloe swallowed, "We're going to search their bodies again to see if there's any useful information."

"Okay," Xingmo waved her hand, "We can exchange information anytime."

The next goal is to obtain the holy object of the Sun Realm from County Governor Jamila and then enter the "Temple of Saint Nero".

Having a clear goal will give you motivation to do things...Xingmo thought so.

......

A crow was circling in the sky above the Dark Forest, flapping its black wings in the wind and snow.

The crow flew quickly through the woods, disappeared briefly after passing over a large patch of leaves, and a figure in a red robe quietly jumped onto a branch.

The "Puppeteer" stood on the treetops, looking down at the dead believers below, with a happy arc on his lips.

"A tribute... to the true heir."

He stretched out his hand, and the black silk threads immediately hung up the bodies of the believers, causing them to stumble on the snow like zombies.

The Puppeteer looked into the distance. In the blizzard that covered the entire Caradorans Mountains, the snowflakes were as sharp as knives.

Faintly, a dragon's roar could be heard.

......

"Om."

In the darkness, ice-blue vertical pupils opened, and eternally burning ice flames surged within them.

He looked at the wind and snow outside the temple, and sticky saliva secreted from the sharp teeth under the helmet.

""storm"."

Along with the whispers, the storm began to spread, and knife-like snowflakes left sharp marks on the mountain, and the marks looked like the patterns on dragon scales.

......

After leaving the Black Forest, Xingmo and Aurora returned to Miss Ina's home, took her mother to the carriage, and took her to the clinic.

The carriage rumbled towards the mansion. Inside the carriage, Miss Ina held her mother's hand tightly, with a serious expression on her face.

"Doctor Jie Deti," the girl said, seemingly having made up her mind, "I...I want to help you."

"Help me with what?" Xing Mo was a little surprised.

"Find those who are slandering your reputation," Ina said. "You are a good doctor and should not be stigmatized."

Xing Mo smiled gently and said:

"But if you get involved, you might be targeted."

"I'm not afraid," Ina clenched her fists. "I'm also an amateur journalist, so I have to tell people the truth."

It's not easy to survive in this world if you're so brave...

Xing Mo felt a little bitter in her heart, but on the surface she smiled softly and said:

"Okay, but be sure to pay attention to your own safety."

At this time, Aurora beside her gently pinched Xingmo's little hand and whispered:

"Someone has invaded the mansion."

Invasion!? Xingmo frowned slightly and reached out to pull out her wand.

But Aurora stopped her immediately and said:

"No, it's been solved."

Solved? Xingmo raised an eyebrow.

......

On the second floor of the mansion, a figure in a yellow robe opened the window and stepped into the room.

After making sure that there was no one around, he took off his hood, revealing his weather-beaten face and eyes that seemed to sparkle with gold.

The man sneaked around the mansion, using his spiritual vision and senses to the maximum, alert to possible traps.

But the entire mansion was empty, not even a servant.

The mission Jamila gave me was so simple? I couldn't even run into a guard?

The man frowned in dissatisfaction - the order he received was to kill all the patients in the mansion and then put the blame on the owner of the mansion, Dr. Jie Deti.

He had originally thought that this meant strong resistance, at least a few wizards fighting against him, which was worthy of a secret operation that could be dispatched by the "Immortals".

However, no one came to stop them.

Even the doctor Jie Deti who was said to be a sanxian did not show up.

Sanxian...Just thinking about the scene of stepping on her and giving her advice to Ms. Jamila, a man feels the desire to conquer all over his body.

At this time, he had arrived at the entrance of the cellar, and the sound of burning fire could be faintly heard from inside.

The man stretched out his hand, and the quicksand gathered in his palm into a long spear, the tip of the spear flashing with golden light.

He kicked the door open, stepped into the ward, and prepared to start killing.

However, it was not the patients who were waiting for him.

But pairs of eyes.

There were dozens of pairs of eyes... no! Hundreds! Those eyes, dotted all over the walls, blossoming among the twisting vines, staring at him.

He didn't even have time to react before bloody mouths opened from among the vines. Tentacles emerged from the oral structures that were a fusion of flesh and plant matter, pulling him in.

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

The man felt his body being torn apart, from his hands to his legs, one section after another.

The vines seemed determined to make him suffer, and they didn't stop until his limbs were torn apart and his abdomen was dug open, and then they bit his head to pieces.

"Kacha."

"..."

"...!"

The man suddenly opened his eyes and found himself standing at the door of the cellar, covered in cold sweat.

I...I wasn't...

No! Something's wrong here! Something's wrong with this mansion!

The man subconsciously stepped back, wanting to escape.

But just as he took two steps back, he stepped on something soft.

He looked down and saw it was a hand.

His own hands.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

The man raised his hand and found that his wrist was broken, with vines sprouting from the broken surface.

There were bloody mouths gaping among the vines, and in each mouth were countless spider-like compound eyes, each of which reflected his terrifying expression.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

With a "crack", his head was torn apart.

Nightmare, repetitive cycle.

......

"So, what dream did you give him?"

In the cellar compartment of the mansion, Xing Mo looked at the man lying on the ground twitching and felt a little embarrassed.

This is the intruder in the mansion.

"It wasn't a good dream anyway." Aurora gave a small wink.

It can be seen...

Xingmo squatted down and used her magic wand to pick out a wisp of golden sand from the man's chest - that was the trace of the "Song of Sand".

"As expected, the Immortals are able to mobilize the power of the Sand Song. Their armor and weapons are derived from this."

Xingmo said, letting the golden sand disperse, and then looked at Aurora:

"So, what did you use to knock him out?"

"Curious? Then let me show you."

Aurora cleared her throat, her expression suddenly becoming serious.

As she stretched out her hand, a shadow flew over from a distance, trailing crimson lightning—

"clang!"

The afterimage was held in Aurora's hand. Xing Mo looked closely and found that it was a spatula!

"The God of Cooking's Noble Tool: Little Gray." Aurora said seriously.

Xingmo:......

So, an "Immortal" sneaked into the mansion and was knocked unconscious by a flying spatula?

The Empire's elite intelligence agency.

"I don't think we can get much information out of him," Xing Mo shook her head. "What should we do? We can't just send him to a hospital or something, right?"

The disappearance of an imperial elite in Xingmo's mansion is undoubtedly a troublesome matter.

Although his motives were impure, since Winter County was under the control of the Empire, what was black could definitely be turned white.

"Hospital?" Aurora put away the spatula. "Isn't this a hospital?"

"you mean..."

Xing Mo immediately understood Aurora's meaning, and seeing this, a bright smile appeared on the little guy's face.

"You are full of bad intentions, you..." Xingmo pinched Aurora's face.

That's right, let this "Immortal" be the clinic's patient! And then attract County Governor Jamila to send someone to visit!

The main point is to see who can keep calm!

As long as Jamila loses her patience first, she will definitely reveal her flaws.

Then everything will be easy.

"Let's just leave him in this basement. I don't want to touch him," Xing Mo clapped his hands. "It looks like he's coming for the patients. He's not someone who deserves sympathy."

"It doesn't matter. He will atone for his sins in his dreams." Aurora smiled sweetly.

The two raised their wands and conjured ropes of fire from thin air, binding the Immortal before locking the door and leaving.

In the dungeon, the man lowered his head, his body twitching from time to time due to the tragic scenes in his dream.

But at least he slept soundly, didn't he?

......

4) Black Forest Nursery Rhymes (Part 7) - 4k - (2-in-1)

"A dragon has sealed off the mountains with storms and is attempting to become an angel... Ice String... possesses demigod-level powers..."

By the fireplace in the room, Alice was wearing her nightgown and reading the letter sent back by Xingmo.

As she read, she felt more and more that something was wrong.

Isn't this Vivian?

Ice dragons, or half-blood ice dragons, are very rare in this world and can be said to be almost extinct.