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

　"The complete Shepherd's Star String will be freed from the control of that ancient being and fall into Xiaomo's hands."

　"The Tree of Life has freed us, and as long as we are willing, we can make Xiaomo the controller of the Shepherd Star's String."

　"But...will everyone be willing?" Alice hesitated.

　So much hatred, so much pain, so much disaster.

　In this era where disaster is the main theme, the People of Gold hate the People of Mist, the merchants of Messina are calculating how to gain profits in the shadows, the people of Faru tremble under the remaining shadows of the Old King and the New Party, and the people of Yanxia have not yet recovered from the aftermath of the Jiedushi War.

　In such an era, can all living beings really unite and help the girl from the Academy obtain the Strings of the Shepherd's Star?

　"In fact, they would."

　Merlin smiled softly, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

　More and more emerald green phantoms descended on the moon, and the originally empty moon surface gradually became crowded.

　"You all had a dream, didn't you? A dream of being imprisoned, a dream of being bound."

　"The scenes in the dream are different, but the ending is the same - you walked through the open door, walked out of that dream, and came here."

　"Everyone on the moon is the same. If you don't go through that door, you can't leave that dream, and you can't come here."

　"And what motivated you to walk through that door and break free was the desire for free will."

　“Admittedly, we can’t idealistically assume that all of us who yearn for freedom will hope that we can overcome difficulties together, but cleverly, the little tree took advantage of this and turned the act of passing through the door itself… into a ritual contract.”

　"She created terrifying dreams, then used the creatures' desire for freedom to force them through the door and fulfill the contract."

　"In this way, whether they like it or not, the Saint will be completed."

　"After all, they all followed their own will and escaped from that terrible dream."

　After Merlin finished speaking, Vivian couldn't help but stick out her tongue:

　"This is pure evil... using dreams to scare people... deceiving them into signing a contract... Is this the evil god? This has to be the evil god!"

　"Yes, you are worthy of the name of the Angel of Disaster."

　Merlin smiled slightly and subconsciously tried to straighten his hat with his hand, but found that the projection did not seem to include his hat.

　He smiled awkwardly, then looked up again at the golden starlight at the top of the tree:

　It seems...the Saint finally tamed the evil god..."

　"Next, their power will resound throughout the nebula—"

　"Om..."

　The magnificent roar centered on the moon and spread across the star field that was radiated in emerald green.

　On the crimson surface of the moon, projections quickly passed through the door. They were the creatures that had been plucked from the crimson and passed through the door out of desire for freedom.

　They are of different genders, different skin colors, and different species.

　But the desire deep down in all of them is the same.

　They long for freedom.

　They crave free will.

　""

　In the tree canopy, Xingmo stood on the edge of the branch, overlooking the creatures below.

　She saw countless faces passing through the door, coming to the surface of the moon, and standing there in a daze.

　They longed for free will, so they walked out of their cage.

　The instinct of life is the desire for freedom.

　The Tree of Life gave them new life, a life not tainted by crimson, a life whose ending was not predetermined.

　In return, Xingmo naturally had to ask for a price from them.

　And the price she set was also very simple——

　——The time of a symphony.

　If the complete Shepherd Star String is to be obtained as planned by the String Painter, countless living beings will have to die, and in order to maintain the existence of the Shepherd Star String, a steady stream of living beings will have to continue to die.

　The Star-Shepherding String is the power to move the stars, and its consumption is naturally huge.

　Countless worlds will become its nourishment, and the creatures of Muguang Star will naturally bear the brunt.

　But Xingmo did not intend to continue to possess the complete Shepherd Star String.

　She knew that this power was extremely strong, but it could breed desire, and desire could breed disaster.

　Life is disaster.

　All she wants to borrow from all living beings is the time for a symphony.

　During the duration of this symphony, she will completely defeat the Painter of Strings, preventing Him from interfering with the Shepherd's Light Star!

　This is the foreshadowing that Ivramis laid three thousand years ago!

　A grand piece of superstring magic!

　Shepherd Star Symphony!

　The strings of the zither are this world and all living beings.

　The players are Xingmo and Aurora!

　""

　Looking down at the Painted Insect that was nailed to the giant tree by countless divine spears, Xingmo raised his head and plucked the Star-Shepherding String again.

　"Om——"

　The light of the Star-Shepherding String exploded quickly, and then split into three strings, floating in front of Xingmo.

　At the same time, Xingmo pinched her chest, sensing the anchor of reason formed between the projection below and the saint's status.

　She held all the anchors to herself, then leaned down and gently touched the branches.

　"Aurora... wake up..."

　As the mark of the Tree of Life burned on the back of Xingmo's hand, the Anchor of Reason passed through the Saint, through Xingmo, and tied Aurora!

　The outline of the little man gradually took shape on the branch. Aurora stretched lazily and fell into Xingmo's arms in a daze.

　"Ah... I'm so sleepy..."

　"Don't be sleepy, it's our turn to go on stage."

　"As expected of a little saint," Aurora said softly, "Do you realize that you just stood at the pinnacle of power in the entire universe? With just a thought, you can gain power that surpasses everything else?"

　that power.

　The power to control the stars, the power to control everything.

　Hearing these two words, Xingmo's mouth curled up slightly.

　"My original intention has not changed." Xing Mo said softly.

　"Ah."

　Under the emerald green aurora, the two looked at each other.

　Next...it's time to play the full Shepherd's Strings.

　""

　At this time, brilliant white light came from the distance.

　Xing Mo turned around and saw that flashes of light were separated from the clusters of the silver fleet and quickly passed through the deep space.

　Those meteors streaked past the memetic black hole that was devouring the space-anchored moon, flickering like burning white phosphorus as they flew towards the lunar surface!

　At the same time, those warships are flying towards the moon at full speed!

　They can't wait for the memetic black hole to capture the red moon and devour it!

　At this time, the old man's voice came from deep space in the form of pheromones:

　"...Star Angel, why don't you take that chair, replace me, and become me?"

　"...Then...you might still have a chance..."

　Xingmo held Aurora with one arm, raised his wand with the other, and faced the deep space.

　"Your manipulation of me is over, Father."

　Xing Mo stretched out his hand, and a golden light flashed in his pupils.

　Thousands of meteors burst out of thin air, turning into a vast meteor shower, crashing into the brilliant white light—

　"Boom boom boom boom!"

　The golden meteor shower collided with the battleship's full-scale missile launch, and golden and white fireworks exploded in the sky above the white singularity.

　Under the brilliant light, Xingmo and Aurora held hands, and the power of authority emerged from their bodies.

　Golden stars and moon, blazing sunlight and shadows, and...

　...Tree of Life!

　Destiny, truth and life bloom at the same time, forming a triangle with countless colorful electric lights merging in between.

　At the same time, all living beings on the moon discovered that their spirits were resonating.

　Miriam raised her hands and found that her body was bursting with melody.

　That is the melody of life.

　The light green light rippled out, spreading like a sound wave, and the entire airspace was

　Infused with melody.

　As the melody plays, the saint's persona gradually becomes complete.

　Xing Mo only felt an incomparable sense of certainty gathering in her palm. Unlike the fatal tearing feeling when she held the Muxing String before, she was now very sure that she could play the string completely!

　No, she's not alone!

　It is all the living beings on Muguang Star who play that string together!

　This is the will of all living beings, and also the will of Mu Guangxing!

　Free will!

　The three strings gradually overlapped, and colorful light bloomed out, the brilliant light was dozens of times brighter than before!

　At this time, another series of silver lights lit up from deep space. Xing Mo looked up and saw that the silver fleet had crossed the memetic singularity and was flying towards the red moon at high speed!

　The speed of the red moon has been frozen, and the gravity of the memetic black hole has captured the red moon and is beginning to drag it towards the abyss of destruction!

　The fleet’s responsibility is to hold on for the last period of time!

　“Buzz buzz buzz buzz…”

　As the silver light whizzed over, Xing Mo curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

　"A last-ditch effort..."

　She was just about to use her remaining strength to fight back when suddenly, ripples began to appear in the darkness in the surrounding space.

　Like an ink-soaked brush sweeping quickly across deep space, the dazzling star shower created by the full launch of the silver battleship suddenly disappeared.

　They were completely swallowed by the darkness, leaving nothing behind.

　A powerful spiritual pressure came, Xingmo turned around and saw a maid hanging in the deep sky with a dignified posture.

　Her pink low ponytail fluttered in the universe, and the ice-blue eyes embedded in her profile were like gems.

　"Do you dare to come with the Shepherd God Cantilever? The Star Defiant Tribe dares to be so radical, and it must be your instigation."

　Carly Fellowes stared at the giant face of the old man in the deep sky with a calm expression.

　"However, since this is outside the Quiet Starry Sea, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave once you're here."

　The moment the silver battleship realized the girl's appearance, circles of white light lit up on its hull.

　They plan to release the memetic black hole once again!