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

　And ahead, in the distant future, the silver tree still has countless branches.

　Ivramis knew that this giant tree would never be completely closed, she could only

　Restrict the scale within a few thousand years and shape the development of all things in the direction you desire as much as possible.

　Through the Strings of Fate and the Eye of Fate, she can manipulate cause and effect worldwide and trim the branches of the Silver Tree.

　The Dark Moon Dragon will tell her which specific causes and effects need to be pruned.

　But now, Ivramis is not going to prune cause and effect.

　What she has to do is a key step in the Shepherd Star String Plan—

　——Obtaining flowers.

　The source of flowers is the sea of ​​flowers, and the sea of ​​flowers is located in the high heaven of the kingdom of God at the center of the universe.

　The kingdom of God is located at the center of each box garden, with the king in the ivory tower as the main god and the Hafgard people as the main residents.

　It is said that as long as you enter the ivory tower, you can pass through the wormhole at the center of the universe and travel to other small gardens.

　It can be said that the High Heavenly Court is the hub between countless box gardens.

　This also makes it the most powerful country in the entire box garden.

　What Ivramis has to do now is to go to the future and steal the flowers under the guard of the High Heaven.

　Stealing from the "future" means that even if the High Heaven wants to reclaim it, it will have to wait thousands of years.

　A thousand years is enough time for the Star-Shepherd String Project to succeed.

　"Ah."

　Ivramis spread her six golden wings and soared over the silver tree.

　She watched countless events flash by in the silvery-white light. Some intersected, while others were too far away to intersect. The trajectories of fate intersected and ran parallel.

　She roared through thousands of years of time, continuously plucking strings while accelerating, her golden eyes indifferent.

　At this moment, a broken whisper came into Ivramis's ears.

　Amidst the whispers, she seemed to see flickering scenes.

　She saw...rain, green rain.

　She saw the blizzard...

　Amidst the blizzard, there seemed to be a flash of green light.

　Emerald green light...

　High Heaven.

　Ivramis cleared her mind of fantasies—perhaps it was because she was too close to the timeline, causing her to resonate with some broken echoes.

　She locked onto Gao Tianting, and then separated different thin lines from the chain of cause and effect.

　Those thin lines eventually tangled together and turned into a singularity.

　Ivramis raised her hand, crimson moonlight flashing in her eyes—

　"Om——"

　""

　""

　Faun cantilever.

　With the burning white flames, a star fell.

　Perlis Havrgard hung before the tiny star seed, ready to destroy it with white flames.

　Ivramis witnessed this scene.

　Is that an arbitrator from the High Heaven?

　不 ...

　wrong...

　Ivramis recognized her.

　That was pure white fireworks.

　She is almost as famous as the King in the Ivory Tower. Of course, this is because she wanders around the box garden more often and even travels to many different worlds through the central wormhole.

　She spreads knowledge throughout the universe, allowing civilization to take root and sprout, and spreading civilization in the box garden filled with unspeakable things.

　A guiding star.

　Of course, what Ivramis cares more about is her honorific name.

　The master of the vast sea of ​​flowers.

　In other words... through her... we can anchor the sea of ​​flowers...

　A hint of crimson flashed in her eyes, and the thread of fate passed through time and wound towards the girl hanging in the deep space—

　"?"

　Perlis turned her head and looked into the deep space, and countless gazes retreated.

　She was sure that her vision was tinged with a faint crimson just now.

　The gravitational pull of fate seemed to pull her briefly.

　Although ineffective, the power does exist.

　destiny...

　At this moment, a new idea popped up in Perlis's mind.

　Her thoughts of destroying the Tree of Life also disappeared, and she whispered:

　"You long for life, but life brings disaster."

　""

　As the crimson light flashed, Ivramis established a connection with the tiny star seed.

　She hangs outside of time, so Perlis cannot perceive her.

　So, Ivramis watched as Perlis put away the small star seed and took it to the distant sea of ​​flowers.

　From a distance, Ivramis saw Perlis planting the star seeds into the soil.

　She saw the seeds take root, sprout, and grow into big trees.

　She saw a new little person being born on the big tree.

　She heard the little one's name on the wind: Aurora Halfgard.

　As expected, she was also given the name Hafrgaard.

　""

　So, Evelamis waited quietly for the little tree to grow.

　She needed to find a way to pick those flowers - she couldn't do it on her own, as the sea of ​​flowers would immediately notice her if she tried.

　Therefore, the only way is through Aurora.

　""

　So, on a deserted night in a sea of ​​flowers.

　Ivramis climbed up a high branch and sat next to Aurora.

　In a daze, the small tree among the sea of ​​flowers woke up and opened its eyes to look at the girl with silver hair and golden eyes.

　"Who are you...?"

　"Who are you?" Ivramis tilted her head.

　The two looked at each other...well, this

　Neither of them was human, but they were looking at each other.

　"Who are you?" Aurora tilted her head.

　"Who are you?" Ivramis tilted her head.

　"Who are you?" Aurora tilted her head again.

　"Who are you?" The starlight was reflected in Ivramis's eyes.

　They discovered that they actually couldn't chat.

　"I...I am..."

　Ivramis cleared her throat and spoke a few words from her calm, emotionless mind:

　"I am... an angel made of starlight."

　"I am an angel transformed from a small tree!"

　Aurora suddenly became excited. She grabbed Ivramis's hand, her eyes shining.

　Looking at her heart-shaped pupils, a different kind of emotion surged in Ivramis's heart.

　This was the first time she was stared at like this by a living being...

　"Are you from heaven too? Me too! My sister planted me here and won't let me go out."

　Aurora seemed a little unhappy again for a moment, but she soon became much happier:

　"But, you're here to keep me company! Were you also captured by our sister?"

　"not me..."

　Ivramis hesitated for a moment, then decided to tell the truth. After all, she couldn't lie:

　"I came from outer space, secretly, without being discovered by your sister."

　"Then I won't tell my sister about your existence!" Aurora stood up, stood on the branch, and patted her chest. "In return, you have to play with me!"

　"Play...together?"

　Ivramis was confused.

　"What is play?"

　"It's like... for example, we can... um..."

　Aurora thought for a moment, searching through her memories.

　My sister said that she devoured a civilization when she was born, and that civilization seemed to have quite a few memory fragments that could be used as references.

　"Like, could we, uh...cook?"

　"Cook...?"

　Ivramis blinked curiously.

　She had never been to the mortal world on Shepherd Light Star. She mostly spent her time overlooking all living beings from the top of the garden and rarely did anything other than weaving her own destiny.

　But this time...

　As Aurora presented those broken images in the form of dreams, Ivramis reached out her hands awkwardly and began to fiddle with a pile of kitchen utensils woven from vines.

　So, time passed by like this.

　During the day, Aurora wandered around, picking up some ingredients from discrete concepts, or ran to the cafe and asked Sister Carly for them directly.

　At night, the stars are shining brightly, and Ivramis also comes.

　As the days passed, Ivramis's cooking skills improved.

　The relationship between the two became better and better, and they gradually became able to talk about anything.

　Evelamis heard many little complaints and troubles from Aurora.

　"I really want to go outside..." Aurora always complained, "But my sister won't let me! She says it's not nice outside and I can only go out when I grow up!"

　"But I'm not a child anymore! Those fragments of civilization... I've lived through them again and again in my dreams, experienced them again and again... I've seen their lives..."

　"Their lives...are like a disaster, befalling themselves and the world..."