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

Perlis took the envelope, opened it casually, and quickly read the contents.

After reading it, she smiled and said:

"It's just a piece of cake."

"So what's the price?" Merlin went straight to the point.

He knew that making deals with higher powers came at a price: the righteous gods required faith, while the evil gods desired sacrifices, but their needs were essentially different.

When the god across the table makes a promise, a contract is secretly formed.

"..."

Merlin felt nervous for the first time since entering the cafe. He waited for the god across the table to make a move and was ready to bear its weight.

Then, the girl across the table just smiled calmly and said:

"Exchange your story."

......

The salty and humid sea breeze blew in my face, and the haze gradually extended up along the horizon to the sky, forming black clouds like mountains.

As the storm on the horizon drew closer, the sea became increasingly turbulent, the sea breeze grew stronger, and the voyage of the Black Pine became increasingly bumpy.

At the bow, Ling looked up at the navigation mark on the floating compass and murmured softly:

"We're close."

On that star map, the light dot symbolizing the "Treasure Exchange" was getting closer.

However, there was no sign of an island on the horizon.

All that was visible was the storm—a mountainous storm made of black clouds.

In the midst of the storm, silver-white lightning flashed from time to time, exploding with loud bangs in the air.

"Are we going to sail directly into the storm?" Aurora said excitedly, her hands resting on the side of the boat.

"It seems very dangerous..." Xingmo shrank her neck, "Can this ship withstand it?"

"Don't worry, since the compass says we should go in that direction, it's probably right."

Ling said this and waved to the captain at the helm, signaling him to continue following the target.

"The Black Pine! Prepare to sail through the storm!"

On both sides of the ship's side, wizards stood at their posts, raised their wands, and played the strings that symbolized starlight.

A golden barrier emerged out of thin air, unfolding in front of each wizard, and then connected together, wrapping the entire ship behind the golden light curtain.

"Whoosh, storm!" Aurora opened her arms with excitement.

Xingmo put her hands on the little girl's shoulders and looked at the approaching black wall with her.

As they got closer to the storm, the silver-white lightning became more and more conspicuous - some supernatural power was controlling the lightning to burst out continuously, blooming hideously on the high black walls.

"Stay back, the storm is coming."

Xing Mo turned around and saw Senior Vivian walking towards the bow of the ship. Ice flames continued to extend over her frail body, eventually forming a silver armor.

It really is the same aura as the "Ancient Dragon Hunter"... Xing Mo thought blankly, and saw Vivian holding out a long sword from the broken void.

She walked out of the barrier of the "Star Stream Vision" and stood at the bow, then stabbed the giant sword into the ship statue.

"Om-"

An ice-blue light emerged from the giant sword, dotted like stars, and drifted away with the movement of the ship.

The next second, the Black Pine ran head-on into the storm—

"Boom——"

The flash of lightning and the light when the "Star Stream Vision" collided made Xingmo subconsciously prepare for the impact, but no impact came.

She looked closely and saw that Vivian's sword seemed to split the space in front of her into two -

—The storm flowed through the space on both sides of the ship, and the "Black Pine" moved forward in the gaps between these spaces.

That is the power of "space" in the natural authority of "Ice String"!

Everything in front, even the space, was making way for the ice flame!

......

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If I could get to the end, maybe this book could be taken to a higher level...

6) Storm Musician (Part 13) -4k- (Vote for the cute one~)

After sailing through the storm for ten minutes, the icy blue of Vivian's sword tore through the last ray of darkness.

In an instant, the storm dissipated and the sun shone brightly.

Behind the high wall of the storm, a towering island suddenly appeared, blocking the way of the "Black Pine" like a mountain.

The island was covered with rocks, and sections of stone walls like ancient city defenses lay among the rocks, as if telling a story of abandonment.

On the sunny side of the mountain on the island, Xing Mo saw an ancient castle. It was an ancient facility whose age could no longer be determined. It seemed as if it had "grown" directly from the mountain. Its outline merged with the mountain, and a faint blue candlelight flickered in the dark windows.

Xing Mo couldn't tell which civilization the ancient castle belonged to, but she subconsciously felt that it was unlikely to be a land civilization.

Around the island, Xingmo saw countless ships - some were three-masted sailing ships, some were steam-powered ships, and there was even an ironclad ship.

Most of the ships were in less than ideal condition, especially the three-masted sailing ships, some of which were even half-sunken in the sea. The sailors were hurriedly repairing the sides of the ships with their wands.

Obviously, not every ship sails through the storm smoothly.

"Dreim Kans's choice of location is truly deplorable," Xingmo muttered, looking at a nearly sunken sailboat. "What if all the guests attending the exchange meeting are killed?"

"That means we get an extra free treasure, right?" Aurora said suddenly.

This logic made Xing Mo's heart tremble slightly, and the next second, she knew that what Aurora said was most likely the truth.

If these pirates died while crossing the storm, it would mean that they would not be eligible to participate in the exchange meeting.

The treasures they carried on their ship became the spoils of other hungry wolves.

"Take cover behind the reef," Vivian said, jumping from the bow and landing on the deck. Her silver armor turned into ice flames and dissipated. "We need to change clothes."

The Black Pine slowly sailed towards a reef at the edge of the storm's eye, obscuring the general outline of the ship.

The sails were retracted, the anchor was in the water, and the wizards on both sides of the ship began to play the strings, allowing the wind and sea mist to spread around the "Black Pine", making it as inconspicuous as possible.

"Xiaomo, put this on."

Professor Ling's voice came from the side. Xingmo turned her head and saw the petite professor handing her a black robe.

She took the robe and looked at it carefully: the fabric was silky, and the storm totem was embroidered with gold thread on the black cloth base, which was simple yet luxurious.

"This robe is blessed by the 'ocean tide,'" Professor Ling explained. "It can dilute your identity, making your face and presence difficult to recognize."

"Won't this arouse vigilance?" Xing Mo raised her head.

Logically speaking, this robe is also a prop with extraordinary powers. If you wear something like this in, wouldn't it be more likely to attract attention?

However, Professor Ling shook his head and said:

"Most people who attend the Treasure Exchange have similar methods of concealing their identities, either masks or props that hinder recognition."

"Why is that?" Xing Mo frowned slightly, "Could it be because of their identities..."

Thinking of this, Xing Mo turned her gaze to the sea not far away. Through the mist, she vaguely saw the outline of the steam-powered ship.

Yeah... I should have thought of that earlier...

How could pirates possibly maintain the daily maintenance of a steam-powered ship? Most of their home ports were located in the archipelago, and they certainly did not have supporting facilities such as whale oil refineries.

Since there are steam-powered ships here, it means that the supporters behind these pirates have the capital on land to support an ocean-going fleet.

In other words, many of the pirates who participated in the "Treasure Exchange" were actually agents of certain forces on land.

"Their purpose is... to obtain extraordinary items from the exchange meeting?" Xing Mo said.

"And they sell things of unknown origin on land to the sea," Professor Ling nodded. "There are many such people in the Citadel, and even more so in the Kingdom of Messina."

"Most of them are powerful and influential. It is their existence that has enabled pirates on the sea to remain so large after all these years."

"Also, the nobles need to have their own forces at sea, and they certainly don't have the right to organize large-scale armies at will. That would be treason."

"So they fostered agents at sea, using them as their mouthpieces and swords."

As Professor Ling spoke, she pulled up the hood of her robe. Half of her face was immediately covered by layers of waves, and a light mist gathered around her body.

"Actually, it's not that easy for pirates to recognize us, but there are many representatives of land forces who will take the initiative to come to the sea. That's why we need to hide our identities."

"I see..." Xing Mo nodded, "I understand."

She put on the robe, pulled up the hood, and immediately felt the tranquil waves of the sea enveloping her body.

"Wow," Aurora looked at Xingmo's face blurred by the shimmering light, "Little Saint, this is so cool!"

"I don't feel very comfortable," Xingmo's voice was muffled, "as if I were being held underwater."

"You haven't received sufficient diving training, so you might have some fear of the deep sea," Professor Ling nodded. "The Storm Robe's hidden power originates from the depths of the ocean, so some side effects are inevitable."

"Hmm..." Xingmo felt her nose was blocked.

She really didn't like the feeling of the deep sea. This resistance came from instinct. She rejected the abyss beneath the blue water.

Including before, when Xing Mo saw the outline of the sunken city through "Bai Ling's" vision, the feeling of being oppressed by tens of thousands of tons of sea water also made her feel nauseous.

"..."

As if she noticed that Xingmo was not feeling well, Aurora reached out and pinched Xingmo's palm.

Specks of green light rippled out, and Xing Mo looked down, only to feel the mark of the Tree of Life on the back of his hand ripple with light.

Those waves gathered in her mind, and suddenly, Xingmo felt that her resistance to the deep sea had dissipated a lot.

"I've given you a psychological hint~" Aurora let go of her hand and tilted her head with a smile, "Do you feel better now?"

"Yes..." Xingmo looked at her hands, "What is the psychological suggestion...?"

"You are a fisherman. Your main job is to dive and catch fish. You must stew delicious fish for Lady Aurora every day!"

Xing Mo: “…”

Okay...Okay...you can't stop talking about food, right?

Xing Mo sighed, feeling that this little guy was obsessed with food and everything had to be related to food.

But at the same time, she felt warm in her heart.

"I'll make you some fish when we get back," Xingmo said, rubbing Aurora's head. "Be good on the boat."

"Don't worry, if anyone attacks us, we will sink it~" Aurora smiled brightly.

Xingmo suddenly felt that instead of worrying about whether Aurora was safe, he should worry about whether the pirates were safe.

At this time, Senior Vivian came over and patted Xingmo on the shoulder:

"Xiaomo, Professor, we've found the landing point. It's time to set off."

"it is good."

Xingmo turned around and saw Vivian casually sprinkle some blue flames, which rose into a door when they landed on the ground, with a dark void behind them.

Vivian and Professor Ling walked through the door respectively. Xing Mo turned around and waved slightly to Aurora, then stepped in.

......

The feeling of passing through the ice flame is very strange. This kind of flame has no temperature, but it makes people's soul feel slightly cold and trembling when touched.

When the ice flame dissipated, Xing Mo found himself standing at the end of a mossy stone staircase, and in front of him was the road that stretched all the way to the mountain castle.

Professor Ling looked around and then said in a low voice:

"Just like the intelligence, there are no guards and no checkpoints."

"It seems that the Pirate King is quite hospitable." Xing Mo muttered.

"But I can sense that someone with extraordinary vision is watching this place." Vivian's pupils scanned the surroundings. "Concentrate your spiritual vision and let me observe."

Dragons' vision in the extraordinary realm is far superior to that of humans, and the spiritual pressure they can withstand is several times that of humans.