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

　"My condolences." Vivian said.

　"The Ice Dragon Queen actually knows how to comfort people. I thought you would be more like the emperor now." Heimu glanced sideways.

　"I do have some empathy. Don't treat me like a little baby with immense strength." Vivian glanced at Heimu. "She's your relative, right?"

　"The closest person in the world." Heimu's tone was unusually solemn.

　Vivian heard pain in the solemnity. This double agent had been undercover in the Black Dragon Society for so many years, lurking silently in a small bar in the Academy City far away from his hometown, just for this victory.

　Now he has won the victory, but he has also lost his dearest ones.

　Vivian couldn't imagine what would happen if she lost Alice.

　"The situation is very bad, isn't it?" Vivian said.

　"After the death of the commander-in-chief, the lurking Dragon Kings began to stir once again..."

　Dark Wood sighed:

　"Qiuniu can't suppress them. The Nine Sons' positions were divided by the Dragon Lord before, but now that the Dragon Lord is dead, they have become one faction."

　"After the death of Commander Cheng Haihua, they became restless again. Forget about going to Motiheim. It's a good thing they didn't attack Lidu."

　"It seems I came to the right place."

　Vivian turned her head to look at the French window. Outside, the glass was gleaming brightly in the sunlight.

　"Where is Qiuniu? Take me to see him," Vivian turned to look at Heimu, "I have something to discuss with him."

　North of Vista Continent, east of the Caradorans Mountains.

　Ice and fire can blend together, and this wonder can only be seen from here.

　Looking to the west, it seems like an endless snowfield

　The sky and earth were covered in white. Looking to the east, the scorching desert sparkled with golden light under the sunlight.

　Of course, this can only be seen from a very high place.

　Star foam hangs in the clouds, overlooking the border between the Erlu Desert and the edge of Mortiheim.

　This kind of scenery was naturally not formed naturally, but the result of the collision of two great forces from God: the spiritual power left over from the death of the Golden Sun Wheel turned into a scorching wind that swept across the desert forever, while the dead head of the Dark Moon Dragon lurked in the depths of Mortiheim, bringing eternal cold wind to the world.

　If these two great forces collide with each other, Xingmo estimates that a large neutralization zone can be created.

　Xing Mo closed her eyes, took a deep breath of the cold air from the sky, and calmed her mind.

　Aurora was gone, and she felt empty inside.

　She wanted to find Aurora, but she knew she couldn't leave because she had the entire Citadel on her shoulders.

　Xingmo knew exactly why Aurora was disappointed in her, and she definitely didn't think she was being unreasonable, because everything she said was right.

　More than half of the permanent population of New Garo was killed or injured, and the fate of a large number of people was unknown. The number of refugees that the steam airship could take away was very limited.

　If Xing Mo had looked at this kind of thing in the past, she would have also felt that it was inhumane.

　But she had to do it.

　She must ensure that the Citadel wins this war. Now, Cain is plotting something deep in Mortiheim. She must get there and stop Cain.

　Otherwise, it would not be as simple as the death of more than 100,000 people.

　Xing Mo was not so conceited as to take all the blood debt on her own shoulders. She knew that the cause of death of these residents was neither her, nor the Golden King, nor even the Court of Redemption.

　But, history has always been like this.

　Xingmo knew that Aurora was not a naughty little girl. After all, when she tried to accommodate the scorching sunlight and shadow, a solid anchor embraced her.

　But maybe they all need some time to grow up.

　What they are about to face is not an ordinary war, nor is it a difficulty that can be overcome by just holding hands.

　So, perhaps during this brief respite...

　They should give each other some time.

　"Alia, are you ready?"

　"Ready."

　On the ground, Arya was standing in the snow, holding a broken crown in her hand.

　She took a deep breath, then slowly put the crown on her head.

　"Om——"

　A pale blue light flickered deep in her pupils, and abnormal spiritual power fluctuations spread out from her as the center.

　Behind her, Freya threw the Ring of Transcendence into the air—

　"Om-"

　The ring expanded rapidly, gradually revealing the scenery behind it - the Moon Altar.

　In the center of the altar, Anya was leaning on a grass and wood scepter, looking calmly at the Ring of Transcendence.

　"Are you ready?" she asked.

　"Okay." Alia nodded.

　"boom"

　The pale blue halo quickly gathered at the center of the altar. After being tempered to the extreme, it oozed out light and climbed up the head of the magic wand.

　That is the power of truth from the Gate of Corpses, tempered by the misfortunes of time.

　The seal of Mortiheim is difficult to break. The Karadorans Mountains have been frozen for thousands of years, and even the spiritual ice layer on the surface is thick and terrifying.

　Just because a being like Cain can destroy it doesn't mean that the Pale Angel can also easily destroy it.

　However, that mountain range cannot be indestructible forever. It must have taken a very long time for it to become what it is today over a period of thousands of years.

　And if it returns to the starting point before it becomes so hard, it can be torn apart by the pale angel with ease.

　The power of Toki no Misaki comes in handy here.

　"boom----"

　The pale blue glass halo passed through the Ring of Transcendence and hit the broken crown on Arya's head.

　The cracks in the crown closed up inch by inch, gradually repairing into a complete crown.

　The crown fell on Arya's head, and in an instant, she felt that she had grasped the power of time.

　"what--"

　Alia took a deep breath, and her body slowly floated into the sky under the support of the blue light.

　She stretched out a hand toward the Caradorans Mountains and seemed to grasp its temporal membrane.

　Then it began to tear it apart slowly in both directions.

　"Zizzizi..."

　Xing Mo felt that the space was being torn apart. She saw the ice and snow on the mountains gradually melting and solidifying, as if time was beginning to go backwards.

　This process takes time, but if it can be started, it can be completed.

　"Take good care of her." Xingmo instructed Freya through the mark.

　Then she turned around and entered her own kingdom of God.

　"Om..."

　The space in God's kingdom is no longer as dark as it was at the beginning. Now, the stars, the moon, and the sun are revolving around the floating island in the center of God's kingdom, and day and night alternate here.

　After landing in the garden at the center of the floating island, Xingmo slowly walked to the small swing that Aurora had made earlier and sat down quietly.

　She took a deep breath, feeling the familiar fragrance of flowers and plants enter her lungs, and then began to search her spirit.

　""

　The merger of Sunshine and Shadow, Sand Song and Confused Kingdom, and the former Golden Sun

　The authority possessed.

　This is the life authority of this world.

　If the scorching sun and shadow and the tree of life symbolize the life of the earth and the stars respectively, then Xingmo can believe that he has control over the life of this world.

　This should mean...she can enter the realm of the thirteen strings.

　""

　Xingmo stretched out her hand, and a small sun was shining in her hand, emitting a scorching light.

　In the process of accommodating authority, she hardly felt any discomfort, not even the heart-wrenching feeling she felt when she was promoted.

　It was as if she should have been able to control the sunlight and shadows long ago.

　"You are the stars... the moon... the sun..."

　""

　Until now, the thread of fate still binds her.

　Those riddles of the past are being fulfilled one by one.

　"Snapped."

　Xing Mo grasped the scorching sunlight, and at the same time, a sun bloomed behind her.

　The extreme chaos washed over her nerves, but she still insisted on grabbing the wand and raised it upwards -

　“Ding-ding-dang-dong-dong…”

　The twelve strings light up.

　The thirteenth string was right there. Xingmo felt that she was very close to it. She stretched out her hand with difficulty, and golden light flowed out from her fingertips.

　She saw the sun, saw life growing under the nourishment of the sun, saw new buds breaking through the soil and turning into towering trees as time passed.

　life.

　Tsunami.

　She saw heavy rain, pouring rain.

　When the Pale Angel landed, those people died.

　She clearly saw it, but she treated it all as numbers—

　"what!"

　Xingmo suddenly opened her eyes, and the golden sun went out in her palm.

　Failed.

　Xing Mo was unable to mobilize the scorching sunlight and shadow to enter the realm of the thirteen strings, but remained on the twelve strings, the same as fate and truth.

　She was not confused because she knew the reason.

　Filled with divinity, she began to lose sight of those lives.

Chapter 530: Wild Hunt Season (Part 2) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　Human nature, Xingmo never thought that one day he would lose control of it.

　This was something she was born with, but now it has become blurred, like looking at the rain outside the window through foggy glass.

　Her extreme rationality allowed her to think clearly about cause and effect, but it also made her further and further away from the ground.

　Human nature is a force.

　And Xingmo seems to be losing this power.

　This is probably why Aurora left disappointed.

　"human nature..."

　Xing Mo sat on the small swing in the center of the kingdom of God, lost in thought at the alternation of day and night in the void.

　The concept of time became blurred here, and suddenly, Xingmo recalled Professor Merlin.

　Xing Mo suddenly understood the pain, confusion and indecision he expressed.

　If one chooses to embrace the ultimate transcendence, one will lose one's humanity and become a machine filled with divinity.