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

Xing Mo: “…”

Seeing Xingmo's resentful expression, Aurora laughed:

"It's really hungry. Lately, it's been in a rather desolate sea area, following its tribe... Eh? Wait..."

Aurora slightly frowned her beautiful eyebrows, and the green light in the depths of her pupils suddenly focused:

"We seem to have seen... a city?"

"City?" Xing Mo was surprised.

There can't be a city on the sea, so...

"Under the sea..."

Aurora said, extending her hand and sharing her vision with Xingmo.

Xing Mo only felt a slight light on the back of her hand, and the next second, a crack suddenly appeared in front of her eyes due to green light.

From the crack, she saw the overwhelming sea water rushing in, transitioning from azure blue to deep black, as if wisps of ink were deposited in the water.

And those black threads seemed to have entities, extending outward from the seabed of the abyss and swaying in the water.

Among the countless black threads, the figures of whales were scattered everywhere, swimming towards the distance, and their huge tails moved slowly and carefully as they broke through the sea water.

For some reason, Xingmo read the meaning of "sacred" from their actions.

That's right, those storm narwhals swam slowly towards the abyss like devout pilgrims.

And in the darkness where the narwhal was swimming, supernatural power was revealing itself: thunder flashed in the sea, each lightning bolt extending for several miles, like a manic thunder dragon swaying its tail.

Beneath the abyss, thunderbolts briefly illuminated the outline of a gigantic monster, piecing together a broken beacon in the deep sea.

——That’s a city.

The dilapidated and magnificent city outline was illuminated by the thunder of the deep sea. Dimly visible were the dilapidated spires, bell towers, and even countless tubular structures that were difficult for contemporary architecture to understand, spanning between the buildings.

It was a city sinking into the abyss.

The moment he saw the city, Xing Mo shrank his neck suddenly as if he was struck by thunder.

Shipwreck.

Golden full moon, blue crescent moon.

Amidst the chaotic interweaving of graphics, the outline of a city appears faintly.

The earth cracked and seawater poured in...

"Do not..."

Xing Mo clenched his fists tightly, severed his connection with the "Tree of Life", and gasped for breath.

At this moment, Aurora, who was sitting across from her, realized something was wrong and rushed over:

"What's the matter? Fear of the deep sea?"

Aurora grabbed Xingmo's hand and poured her life force into her body.

"Cough cough...ha..." Xing Mo coughed twice and waved his hand, "It's okay..."

The moment she saw the city, her consciousness seemed to be briefly pulled away, and she once again saw countless broken figures.

Just like the dreams she had in the past, she seemed to see things she shouldn't have seen.

"That city... seems to be related to the July shipwreck..." Xing Mo murmured, "which is the first day in my memory..."

She said this based on her intuition, and after she finished speaking, she shuddered.

Because at this moment, she suddenly realized one thing:

The exact cause of the shipwreck in July 3136 remains a mystery to this day.

Even the purpose of the ship's departure was not recorded in the Citadel.

No logbook was found in the wreckage.

The ship simply sank.

Xing Mo didn't know who her parents were, and she had no idea why she was on that ship.

According to official statements, her parents may have died on that ship, and she lost her memory as a result of the shipwreck, so she cannot trace her past.

But now, when she saw the ruined city in the deep sea, those memories of the past once again surged back, like huge waves in a stormy sea.

"You told me about that shipwreck before," Aurora muttered. "Could it be that you were on an expedition and were attacked by something in the city?"

"I was just a kid back then, how could I take a boat and take risks..." Xing Mo shook her head, "I don't know..."

I couldn't think deeply about that memory, and even if I tried, I would feel a stabbing pain deep in my brain.

"Perhaps this trip to the Treasure Exchange Conference can bring me something..."

Xing Mo exhaled and adjusted his state:

"If Captain Delem Kans is connected to the Storm Narwhals, then he would also know what that city is."

"A city not marked on the map... A city deep in the ocean... As the self-proclaimed pirate king, he should know something about this..."

"I'm just worried he won't tell me," Aurora smiled. "But we can always find a way to make him tell me."

Seeing Aurora's innocent smile with a hint of evil, Xingmo couldn't help but laugh, and her mood immediately improved a lot.

Yes, if he didn't say...

Then beat him until he says so.

......

"Where's my gold?"

"Is all my gold there?"

"All my gold is here."

Inside a rocky cave, a man wearing a tripod hat and with one eye covered by an eye patch was carefully closing the treasure chest. Wrinkles and scars crisscrossed his face, and the largest crack formed a creepy smile.

He was wearing a luxurious captain's uniform, but it was covered with signs of burning and tearing, and looked weathered.

Delem Kans, the pirate king of the sea, "Typhoon".

He paced alone in the depths of the rocky cave, inspecting the treasures he had piled up in the cave like a general reviewing his troops - gold, gems, cold weapons from the old Kingdom of Messina, and even ancient scriptures produced in the empire.

This is all that the pirate captain has accumulated over the long years.

He once dreamed of returning to his former glory. At that time, he was as powerful as a natural disaster on the sea. Even the most powerful businessmen would come up to him like lackeys and toast him flatteringly when they saw him at a banquet on an archipelago.

But ever since the damned "Steam Revolution", he no longer had much power to maintain the pirate empire, and his fleet gradually fell apart, turning into a number of independent small fleets.

Those damned, ungrateful wretches will sooner or later be swallowed up by the waves of the sea of ​​​​intercourse.

And now, the turning point has arrived.

"The Sunken City is Calling..."

Draim picked up a small sculpture from the treasure, then turned and walked towards the end of the cave - a wooden door.

He pushed open the wooden door, then came to the spacious captain's room and sat down at the captain's table.

"Captain," the maid beside him trembled and lowered her head slightly, "There are... there are... there are new letters..."

"What letter?" Durham played with the golden sculpture in his hand without looking up.

"Captain Alemus did not respond to the call for the 'Treasure Exchange'..." The maid's voice trembled slightly.

"Heh, that guy has rarely responded to Typhoon since he had his own fleet." Delem said disdainfully.

He placed the small sculpture on the table - it was a strange statue, its basic outline only recognizable from the tentacles on its head and the wings behind it.

"That's okay. This year's Treasure Exchange will be different from the past. It will be the beginning of a new golden era."

A hideous smile once again appeared on Delem's scarred face. He looked at the treasure map beside him, gazing at a location marked with red blood.

"The 'Sunk City' of Raslan."

......

"Om-"

A day later, when the steam train passed through a small town called Amt, Xingmo and Aurora got off the train.

This small town is located at the junction of the Machiavelli Empire and Winter County. The black forest and snowflakes still dominate this place. The layers of black forest are interspersed with dots of pure white, just like an oil painting casually splashed by a painter who loves cold colors.

The town is not big, with a population of probably no more than three or four hundred. People on the streets are comfortable and leisurely, exuding a sense of seclusion and tranquility.

Tomorrow morning, at the port of Amt, Senior Vivian and Professor Ling will meet up with Xingmo.

Then, they will go together to the archipelago in the middle of the sea to participate in the "Treasure Exchange Meeting".

But before that, Xingmo and Aurora still had one night to kill.

"Wow~ The air here feels really good~"

Standing on the street, Aurora stretched, loosening her body which had become a little stiff from sitting on the train.

As she stretched, the big knitted hat on her head fell down to cover her eyes. The angry kitten pulled the hat up and yelled:

"We want to eat delicious food! We want to eat delicious food!"

"Don't worry, let's walk around and look for it first." Xing Mo comforted with a smile.

Among the “New Year’s Eve activities” mentioned by Mr. Luffy earlier, the market near the Black Forest is one of them.

Today is New Year's Eve.

There should be places like New Year's Eve markets near the town that provide food, drinks and entertainment.

6) Storm Performer (Part 4) -4k- (2-in-1)

When we got off the bus, it was already dusk. The sky gradually turned black, as if it was stained with ink.

Under the black night sky as smooth as silk, Xingmo and Aurora found the location of the market.

Not far away, a giant high bridge rises from the sea of ​​​​the Black Forest, spanning a canyon of several hundred meters, like a huge palace in the Black Forest.

That was the railway for steam trains to pass through the canyons. Xingmo and Aurora had just come from there on the train, overlooking the black forest along the way.

And under the high bridge, surrounding the heavy and magnificent bridge piers, stars are scattered, like the Milky Way on the ground.

It was a bustling market. Under the cold night sky, people built a bonfire under the high bridge. The smell of fireworks floated all the way up to the sky and dissipated into the dark night.

"I heard there are a lot of local delicacies over there," Xingmo pointed, "I guess you can't get out tonight... Well... I brought enough money, so you can eat as much as you want."

She turned around and saw that Aurora was gone.

Looking forward, I saw a small white thing running fast on the road, like a fired bullet.

"Hey! I don't want to run..."

Xingmo sighed, then trotted to catch up with Aurora.

The market was bustling. Located on the edge of Winter County, one could still glimpse the shadow of the Caradorans Mountains in the distance, accompanied by a cold wind blowing from the north, which surged out from the black woods in gusts.

But the chilly tones that came with the cold wind were quietly dissipated when they collided with the orange-yellow light of the campfire, as if winter had never come here.

The market sells all kinds of local specialties: in mountainous areas, people tend to eat ingredients that come directly from the forest, such as pork and venison.

Local hunters usually make the meat into easy-to-preserve pickled meat to survive the winter, and this is a flavor you must try.

"Wow! Look!"

Aurora took Xingmo's hand and skipped to a stall, pointing at something on the stone shelf.

Xingmo looked up and found that it was a large sausage sizzling with oil on the stone slab, and the aroma was everywhere.

"Do you want to eat?" Xingmo asked.

"Don't ask! Pay the bill!"

Xingmo paid the bill reluctantly.

Sandwich the sausage between sliced ​​white bread and add a little mustard. The first bite is full of the fresh flavor of the meat, while the mustard is responsible for eliminating the sweet and greasy taste of the meat.

Xingmo and Aurora each had a sausage sandwich and strolled around the small market.

The people here had warm smiles on their faces and greeted the two beautiful girls enthusiastically when they saw them, which made Xingmo flattered.