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

　"Four..."

　Nepientes stared at Xingmo in disbelief, at the golden light in her eyes.

　The extraordinary nature of the Saint level was given to her by her...

　...crushed?

　"three..."

　The corners of Xingmo's mouth curved slightly.

　How can a saint release his extraordinary power in the face of the spiritual pressure of a demigod?

　How does a stream compare to the sea?

　"two..."

　Do not!

　No!

　Nepientes looked at the movement of the second hand on his pocket watch in a coquettish manner.

　His dignity told him that he must die in battle.

　But at this moment, the face of a demihuman girl appeared in his eyes.

　The girl had a pair of small cat ears and was always pestering him and telling him childish jokes.

　Nepientes hated her very much because she was too noisy and violated the strict discipline of the army.

　"one..."

　So, before the second hand reached the end, Nepenses closed his eyes.

　He gave in.

　"Snapped!"

　Xingmo closed the pocket watch, pulled it gently, and held it in her hand.

　She waved her wand, releasing the control of the dark string, and looked at Nepientis gasping for breath on the ground with a half-smile.

　"General Wangyou, I have to admit that you have perseverance and courage. Even at this time, you can still play the game. You are far beyond those villains." Xingmo said lightly.

　"Who...are you..." Nepenses gasped, every muscle in his body was soft.

　Xingmo retracted the golden light in his pupils and looked down at Nepense's huge head.

　"My name is Shikoti Amura, the Saint of the Holy Tree Cult."

　She opened her lips slightly, emphasizing elegance and indifference:

　"If you're curious, my status is that of a demigod."

　In the tavern, Xingmo took the two glasses of fruit wine handed to her by the villagers and thanked him with a chuckle.

　"So, this is how you defeated the minotaur?" A group of villagers gathered around Xingmo's table, their eyes shining.

　"It wasn't me who repelled him, but the Holy Tree Cult," Xingmo said in an ethereal and calm tone, "It was the great Tree of Life that saved this village from being invaded by invaders."

　"Those minotaurs walking around the streets are truly terrifying," an old man nodded. "They keep trying to get into our granary, saying their supplies haven't arrived yet and they want to eat ours first."

　"They didn't do anything bad, but we don't dare go out to play..." a girl said timidly.

　"Who said he didn't do anything bad! The field that was just plowed in front of my door was trampled by the bull demon they raised! The boss said he didn't know how to plow the field and there was no way to compensate him!" An old woman said angrily.

　Facing the chattering residents, Xing Mo smiled faintly:

　"Alright, alright. I understand everyone's feelings. After all, the Citadel has been out of contact for so long. Even if the Messina people haven't done anything bad, they shouldn't just station troops there. This is clearly not in line with doctrine."

　"The teachings of the goddess should not be violated." said the priest in white robes.

　"No," Xingmo shook her head. "The Goddess doesn't protect the Citadel, nor does she protect you. What I'm talking about is not Her teachings, but the teachings of the Tree of Life."

　Xing Mo raised her hand, and faint green lines gradually appeared on the back of her hand:

　"If you encounter anything, pray to the great tree of life, and divine grace will descend upon you."

　"He is a selfless god, and does not require you to dedicate yourselves to the great kingdom of God," Xing Mo's voice became increasingly ethereal. "As long as you are alive, it is a hymn to life."

　"Now, follow me in chanting His Name."

　When the crowd dispersed, Aurora came over and sat down opposite Xingmo.

　She picked up the fruit wine, took a sip, and then muttered:

　"Your missionary skills are really impressive. You've already gained more anchor points in such a short time."

　"I'm still good at deceiving people," Xing Mo blinked, "I learned it from you."

　"Nonsense! We are in the business world, and we prioritize seeking truth from facts."

　Aurora cleared her throat and a bright smile appeared on her face.

　"While you were fighting General Nepenses, the Messina Rangers sent out about seven messengers from four directions, apparently to report to their reinforcements."

　"We guess they want to tell the main force that there are still survivors in the academy and request rescue."

　"Then they won't get what they want." Xingmo smiled at Aurora.

　This little evil god will not slack off. She must have stopped all those messengers.

　"That's true, but we can't keep them captive forever," Aurora swirled her glass. "We were supposed to meet up with that show-off Faru here, but who knew we'd liberate a village instead? It would have been fine if we hadn't, but now that we've liberated it, doesn't that just add another thing to worry about?"

　"We can't stay here forever. What if those minotaurs come back after we leave?"

　"What do you think, little ancestor?" Xingmo looked at Aurora with a smile.

　"Let's negotiate. I think that guy Wangyou has some strength, but not much," Aurora spread out her hands. "But he always protects the village. If we can negotiate some terms with the Messina people, it will save us some trouble."

　"Negotiate with the Bull Demon?" Xing Mo muttered, "I think the subhumans are a bit irrational... What if they kill someone?"

　"Let's tear it apart! How can he tear it apart faster than us?" Aurora laughed. "If this can become the Holy Tree Cult's base outside of Academi, then at least some of the people in the Citadel can be evacuated. It's much safer than staying in that besieged city. Look, the countryside is so beautiful! It's much more comfortable than a stuffy church."

　"Well, you have a point."

　Xingmo raised the fruit wine and clinked glasses with Aurora, a calm and indifferent smile on her face:

　"Well, let's go talk to that cow."

Chapter 272 Star Caller (Part 5) (Two Updates in One)

　Fengyu Town, Xingmo likes this name.

　The last time Xingmo came to this town, it was still a village called Fengyu Village. Few tourists passed by, and most of the people living here were self-sufficient farmers.

　As the academy's foreign trade has grown in recent years, this small village has also grown.

　Looking at the white-painted church not far away and the windmills turning among the green hills, a feeling of comfort came over me.

　Well, this place is indeed a good place to accommodate refugees.

　""

　The people in the town looked at Xingmo and Aurora with curiosity and awe. Most of them had already heard about what happened and were half curious and half afraid of the two girls who easily dealt with the Messina Ranger General.

　Xing Mo didn't care. She put on an ethereal look and tried her best to create an aura that kept strangers away.

　Demigods are very cold.

　""

　Not long after, Xingmo met Chloe August at the door of a restaurant.

　The three guerrillas had obviously enjoyed a feast, perhaps because there was really no good food in the dense forest a few days ago, so at this moment their faces were filled with incomparable satisfaction.

　"Hey, Miss Jadeti," Chloe waved, "Um...should I call you Miss Shikoti now?"

　"Just choose the one you like," Xingmo chuckled, "Identity is just a mask, and we are all dancers dancing with masks on."

　Yeah! That's such a pretentious statement! Xing Mo gave herself a thumbs-up in her heart.

　As expected, Chloe's face immediately showed a bit more awe, and the two guerrillas were so nervous that they dared not speak.

　That's normal, after all, they just witnessed Xingmo defeating General Nepenses single-handedly.

　"What do you say now? Shouldn't we expel those demihumans?" Chloe said. "Honestly, I really don't like them. I always feel like they're no different from wild beasts."

　"They are smart people, at least General Wangyou is," Xingmo shook his head slightly, "The Holy Tree Church intends to cooperate with them."

　"Cooperation? Oh my god, I don't think this is a good option."

　Chloe tucked her chin in, looking embarrassed.

　"The reason demihumans haven't become the mainstream race on the continent of Vista is because of their uncontrollable desires and unstable genes. Doing business with demihumans is like walking a tightrope."

　"Don't worry, I have my own plans." Xing Mo chuckled.

　She is definitely not the kind of person who would put all her chips in one place.

　However, according to the descriptions of the residents in the tavern, the Messina Rangers did not intentionally do anything evil after arriving here.

　Some seemingly unintentional actions do make residents uncomfortable, but that is something that just needs to be regulated.

　The Messina people would certainly not be stupid enough to let an uncontrolled demihuman army in when the Citadel was in trouble. They must be here for a reason.

　Xingmo wanted to know the reason and then cooperate based on that reason.

　"Alright, alright, time to play the lute to a cow," Aurora waved her hands, "Let's go~"

　So, Chloe followed Xingmo and Aurora to the edge of the town with a reluctant look on her face.

　There were fewer and fewer residents on the streets. It seemed that everyone was avoiding the area on the edge of the town. The neat streets were soon occupied by randomly placed roadblocks, making it very troublesome to get around.

　Ten minutes later, Xingmo stood at the door of a tent.

　Two demi-humans with irregular horns on their heads were standing beside the tent, holding long spears with murderous eyes.

　But when they saw Xingmo, they immediately lowered their heads.

　"I want to see your general." Xing Mo said.

　"Please come in." The demi-human made way, with a good attitude.

　Wow, he’s so nice, I thought he was going to make some trouble.

　Xing Mo muttered, pushed aside the door curtain and entered the tent.

　What caught the eye was a chair made of fur and animal bones, like a throne, which obviously belonged to the most prominent person in the tent.

　But it was not Nepsis who sat on the throne.

　She is a girl with cat ears.

　She was covering her face and sobbing softly. Nepientis squatted beside her, looking at her impatiently:

　"Move your hand away! If you don't take medicine, you won't be able to recover your eyesight for six months."

　"Ugh...I...I'm too ugly...I don't want to..."

　"You're not that good-looking to begin with, so move your hands away! If you don't, I'll leave you alone!"

　"Woooo..."

　The cat-eared girl sobbed softly, while Nepientes grew increasingly impatient.

　Well...that cat-eared girl was the one who used the Peeping Eye to follow me in the dense forest. She was blinded by my glare at her.

　Judging from the spiritual power field, it should be around four strings, and the Peeping Eye should be the power of some kind of sacred object.

　"General Wangyou Nepenses," Xingmo stepped forward and said, "Would you like to chat?"

　"Go away, we told you we'll withdraw tomorrow," Nepientis waved his hand impatiently. "Oh, or do you academics want to get more benefits? Let me tell you, rangers are warriors and don't carry treasures. You can skin me alive and tear my bones apart, but there's nothing left for you to loot."

　It was obvious that Nepenses did not have a good impression of Xingmo - after all, he beat him up in front of his men, which not only made him lose his prestige, but was also humiliated.

　Well...if you want to talk to him nicely, you have to ease the relationship.

　Xingmo turned her gaze to the demihuman girl sitting on the throne, looking at the tears on her cheeks.

　Hmm...Nepsis seemed to have a disdainful attitude towards her, like he was taking care of a disobedient child.

　But if he really disliked her, why would he let her sit on the throne that represents his status?

　Thinking of this, Xingmo walked forward and came to the throne.

　Nepientis looked at Xingmo warily, hot air coming out of his nostrils: