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

　At the same time, a storm blew in from the sea, carrying musical notes towards the Citadel.

　Those notes restrain people's indulging in greed and convey a message to them—

　——The academy is a refuge.

　At the same time, in the back garden of the Magic Academy, a small white flower quietly bloomed.

　A faint white light flickered around the magic academy, isolating it from any encroachment from the mysticism.

　Merlin's reward for his story was simple: asylum.

　In the banquet hall of Maple Leaf Palace, Scarab took off his bronze mask and revealed his true face.

　A sculpted face, golden eyes, and a face that is still in its prime despite a hundred years of wind and frost.

　Golden King Ugaon Tukakankian.

　He has not appeared in public for a long time. The news to the outside world is that the emperor is in seclusion at the top of the garden, planning a major plan.

　But that was just a cover.

　At the beginning of the war, Ulgarn came to the Citadel and watched the city from the sea.

　As he said, a true leader is himself the front line of the war.

　The only front line.

　The moment he saw the emperor's true face, a relieved smile appeared on Bishop Roberts' face.

　The last time I saw this emperor, he was still an apprentice, studying in Galao City.

　From afar, he looked at the emperor in the yellow robe, watching him bring the hot new wind to a city.

　Now, a hundred years have passed, and the emperor has brought his style again.

　"Great nation, I salute you."

　Roberts murmured softly, the golden light in his eyes shining brighter and brighter:

　"Then surrender to the natural laws that govern you."

　As soon as he finished speaking, Bishop Roberts swung the Sword of Dawn.

　The golden half-moon tore through space, whistling and slashing towards Ugaen—

　"clang--"

　Ugaen crossed his arms and sang poetry, while golden sand formed gauntlets on his arms, blocking the attack for him.

　Roberts swung his sword continuously, and golden light slashed out one after another. The strong wind he stirred up overturned the long table and blew down the chandelier.

　Above the goddess's land, beneath the white tower, the morning light

　The sword is the most powerful holy object!

　It controls the purest starlight, and each slash symbolizes the goddess's divine punishment, which can directly strike the soul.

　""

　While Ugaen used his golden sand armor to resist, he chanted poems, and the ethereal melody lingered in the air.

　His spirit body was torn apart again and again, but there was no fear in those golden eyes.

　Golden quicksand gradually formed a complex patterned magic circle under his feet. As the totem became more complete, the depths from ancient times surged out from the cracks in space.

　Under Ugaen's feet was the totem on the golden sun skeleton.

　At the moment the totem was completed, the sound of birdsong from eternity rang out from the cracks of history.

　"Buzzing—"

　A huge spiritual pressure erupted instantly, the golden starlight was torn apart, and Roberts, holding the Sword of Dawn, staggered back.

　At the same time, Ugaen concentrated his hands and held a golden scepter in his hand.

　He struck the ground with his scepter, and instantly, the eight crisscrossing strings lit up.

　"The authority of the Flame Spirit."

　The golden sun was outlined behind him, accompanied by the cry of a divine bird.

　Dense golden cracks appeared in the space. The sun tore the space apart when it appeared, and a chaotic tide surged out from under the space.

　The demigod-level authority of the Fire Spirit was revealed, and the power of the Fire String was completely drained.

　The flames in the entire banquet hall and even the entire White Pagoda area were extinguished in an instant.

　In response, bright sparks lit up in Ugaen's eyes.

　He waved his staff lightly, and a torrent of flames burst out, sweeping towards Roberts—

　"boom--"

　Roberts plunged his sword into the ground, and a golden barrier rose from the ground, instantly shattering the flames.

　And from the broken flames, dozens of fine golden quicksands pierced in a crisscross pattern like poisonous snakes.

　"Zilla—"

　The golden barrier was torn into countless cracks, and quicksand passed through the cracks and pierced into Bishop Roberts' body.

　He staggered back two steps, then stood up leaning on his sword, his eyes gleaming with golden light:

　"In the name of my country;"

　"Let the star flow appear in the world."

　He chanted the poem of the light elves, and in an instant, the quicksand that pierced his body dissipated and turned into faint starlight.

　Roberts' eyes focused, and the starlight turned into countless sharp swords that stabbed at Ugaen.

　Seeing this, Ugaen sang in a low voice:

　"Levta!"

　The starlight sword shattered in the air, exploding into countless sand and dust, scattering in all directions.

　The scattered dust was about to condense and transform into flying flowers in the air. Roberts raised the Sword of Dawn and chanted:

　"The oldest one is the abyss."

　Starlight blades spun out from the edges of the flying flowers, slashing towards Ugaen from all angles.

　Before they could get close, Ugaen turned his scepter, and the golden sun behind him burst out with an illusory flame, instantly burning up the thousands of flying flowers.

　The remaining petals of fire flew around like sparks.

　Through the gaps between the flying flowers, Ugain stared at Roberts and murmured softly:

　"You are a saint after all, holding the holy weapon of an angel, but you cannot control its power."

　He saw through Roberts' condition at a glance - after continuously swinging the Sword of Dawn, the old man's spiritual power was about to come to an end.

　But Roberts just smiled:

　"Don't forget what I promised."

　The golden light in his pupils became brighter and brighter, and at the same time, the light elf patterns on his body became more and more shining.

　Then, Roberts raised the Sword of Dawn to his left shoulder, briefly gathering strength before suddenly sliding—

　“Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding——”

　The seven golden strings lit up along the path of the sword, making the space flicker.

　He played the seven strings with the body of a saint!

　"Star Mark!"

　Golden waves spread from the blade of the Sword of Dawn, and were confined within a spherical space, echoing repeatedly.

　The golden lines on Roberts' body flickered more and more. At the same time, thick golden blood vessels burst out from his flesh and blood, looking as hideous as old tree roots.

　The extraordinary power in Roberts' body is getting out of control!

　His skin instantly became like the bark of a century-old tree, covered with plant-like lines. The golden light in his pupils flowed along the lines, like resin oozing out of the bark.

　This is the full-strength attack of the Xinghai Church Bishop!

　""

　Ugaen silently watched Roberts' figure becoming increasingly illusory, sacred, and like a real monster in the reverberating golden waves.

　He raised the scepter without saying a word, leaned it on the ground, and waited without changing his expression.

　He was waiting for the strongest sound from the sea of ​​stars to sound!

　Star Patterns, Seven-String Magic, the patterns from the star skeletons reappear in the real world in an illusory form.

　Those maddening lines will directly shatter any soul hit and then reshape it into a star core.

　The stars will eventually assimilate everything, and all living things will return to the stars and become part of the night sky.

　This is great harmony.

　"...Goddess, please let your mighty power descend upon us!"

　Roberts roared and immediately raised the Sword of Dawn.

　Thousands of stars swirled around the sword, and the rising light instantly tore through the ceiling of the Maple Leaf Palace and soared into the sky.

　The next second, Roberts slashed his sword at Ugaon—

　"boom"

　Thousands of feet of golden light poured down like a flood, tearing a huge hole in the ceiling of Maple Leaf Palace.

　The golden light engulfed Ugaon,

　's figure was immersed in incandescence, destroying his spirit!

　All living creatures are equal in front of the starry sky. The patterns from the stars will destroy and assimilate everything!

　unless...

　"!"

　A hand stretched out from the golden light.

　The hand raised the scepter, and as Roberts watched, he knocked the scepter to the ground—

　"boom!"

　A turbulent stream of flames burst out from the ground, and the golden sun appeared again, tearing the torrent of starlight into pieces!

　The raging flames instantly knocked Roberts to the ground, and the Sword of Dawn was thrown out and stuck in the broken wall of the Maple Leaf Palace.

　Roberts looked at Ugaan in disbelief—his armor was torn by the starlight, but his body was not hurt at all.

　The wall of the banquet hall collapsed behind Ugaen, the pale blue moonlight poured in, and the towering figure of the White Tower could be seen in the distance.

　"It's too late," Ugaan said in a low voice, "The people of the star have become my anchor."

　"As long as they live, my spirit lives on."

　At this time, all over the city, densely packed sand and clay statues stood on the streets.

　They raised their heads and gazed at the thin blue line under the night sky with pious expressions, and faint golden light emerged from their bodies.

　"Ah..." Roberts murmured softly.

　He struggled to get up, but before he could stand firm, dozens of golden quicksands pierced through him from different angles.

　"Pfft."

　Blood gushed out and flowed down the skin that looked like tree bark.

　Roberts spat out a mouthful of blood, raised his head with difficulty, and looked straight into Ugaen's eyes.

　"The fallen god...will never rise again..."

　"When the waves wash away the sand, gold will eventually appear above the sand," said Ugaen.

　He turned around, and the pale blue moonlight outlined his marble-like body, which was engraved with complex totems.

　Those totems came from the skeleton of the sacred bird and were now emitting a golden light:

　"I am the emperor," Ugaon murmured, "and this is my new capital."