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

　"This is a necessary sacrifice," the old man said, his lips curled slightly. "You don't agree with me? Then why did you let a tsunami engulf the city?"

　"They endangered my home." Xingmo said softly.

　"And those chaotic existences threaten the future of the entire Little Garden Universe," the old man said. "When you observed the Silver Tree with your Eye of Destiny, you saw many futures, didn't you? Scarlet... crimson... crimson... silver. Civilization is doomed to extinction, simply because the world is destined for chaos."

　"The only way to save them is to manipulate everything and bring order to the chaotic pattern."

　"Is this so..."

　Xingmo closed her eyes and nodded slightly.

　"I think perhaps I understand your point of view, Father."

　"Oh? Have you figured it out?"

　"Yeah, I understand."

　Xingmo nodded slightly.

　"You mean, free will isn't as important as order? If that chaotic universe threatens my beloved Muguang Star, unifying it under the highest order... isn't a bad idea."

　Xingmo and Aurora exchanged glances, and Aurora nodded in understanding.

　"What the old man said does make some sense," Aurora commented, "but he's too condescending."

　"If you had adopted an equal attitude and talked to us earlier, perhaps we would have a chance to understand each other." Xing Mo nodded.

　"To take the seat of the Creator, you must undergo trials," the old man said with a faint smile. "As for now, congratulations on passing the test. We can have a good talk and wait together for the next Shepherd's String. Believe me, it won't take long."

　"Ah."

　Xingmo nodded slightly.

　"Well, let me stabilize your fate, and we can talk about this again."

　"Do what you do best." The old man said lazily.

　Xingmo stretched out his hand and grabbed the old man's chest.

　Just as her hand was about to touch the old man's chest, silver light burst out of the old man's eyes!

　And golden light burst out from Xing Mo's pupils——

　"boom!!!"

　The two forces collided with each other and then quickly condensed!

　The old man's facial features were emitting silver light, and his face was full of cracks, like an exploding supernova!

　And Xing Mo held on tightly to the string of his fate, preventing him from destroying his own projection!

　The verbal battle had already reached its end! The String Painter had guessed what Xingmo was going to do! And Xingmo had also predicted the String Painter's prediction!

　He wanted to destroy his own projection! But Xing Mo prevented this from happening!

　The purpose is to

　"Aurora!" Xingmo shouted.

　“Have a sweet dream!”

　Aurora raised her hand, and instantly it expanded in green light, transforming into a towering tree!

　The last rays of light from the Shepherd Star's String shone on the branches, binding Him!

　Xingmo held the string of fate in one hand and raised the wand with the other, playing the string of Muxing for the last time:

　"The tree of life, the cradle of all things!"

　"Send the String Painter into a restless nightmare!"

　The Lord of Dreams.

　The emerald green light exploded on the Tree of Life like green leaves blooming on the branches!

　The aurora pressed down from the dark dimension and instantly gathered on the projection of the String Painter!

　Yes, neither Xingmo nor Aurora could kill the Painter of Strings, and losing a projection was hardly a loss to Him!

　He also made it clear that he had a backup plan and would be back soon!

　Just a glance and Xingmo and Aurora understood each other!

　The string painter also understood the intentions of the two from their eyes:

　That is to pollute the original body's "fate" through projection! Pull Him into a deep sleep!

　No matter how long this sleep lasts, it is enough to buy time for Mu Guangxing!

　"Sleep with your ambition."

　Xing Mo whispered softly as he watched the white light surging in the old man's facial features gradually turn into emerald green.

　With a grab of his hand, the spear of Ivramis accompanied by the stars

　Light roared out, and the tip of the gun flashed crimson!

　Then--

　"boom!!!!"

　The divine spear pierced the chest of the String Painter, and the crimson silk thread instantly exploded and spread in all directions!

　Xing Mo saw the stars in the sea of ​​stars gradually turn into emerald green, and then become dim.

　That is the astral connection that constitutes the String Painter!

　His slumber dyed the surrounding star fields emerald green. From the perspective of Mu Xing, the entire cantilever was as bright as the branches of a giant tree!

　Through the red moon, the projected destiny radiates to the main body.

　The great Creator fell into a deep sleep.

　At the same time, the surrounding space continued to shatter, and this supreme dimension supported by the Shepherd's Star String finally collapsed under the will of the Outer Gods.

　When the dimension was shattered, Xingmo heard the old man whisper in his ear:

　"See you later, my creation."

　"boom!"

　The colorful light completely tore apart the upper dimension, and everything was falling.

　Xing Mo didn't pay attention to the old man's whispers. When she was weightless, her eyes fell on the broken tree of life.

　Without the support of the Shepherd's String, Aurora was quickly pulled back to the spiritual state by the anchor point.

　Between the collapsed dimensional fragments and the giant tree, a small figure fell rapidly.

　Xingmo flapped his six wings and flew towards the sleeping Aurora in the falling dimension, his body transforming into a burning golden meteor.

　Eighth floor... Seventh floor... Sixth floor... She was getting closer and closer to Aurora.

　Finally, she held Aurora in her arms.

　"boom!"

　Almost at the same time, the two escaped from the collapsed higher dimension, and the boundless deep space came into view.

　""

　Xingmo held Aurora in his arms and flew while looking at the girl in his arms.

　She seemed to be lost in a beautiful dream, her face calm and her beautiful eyelashes trembling slightly.

　"Peek~"

　The little guy suddenly opened one eye and gave a mischievous smile to the stunned Xingmo.

　"Are we that good-looking?"

　"It's better than Xingxing." Xingmo said softly.

　"Is it prettier than you? Then I'll take it~"

　Aurora blinked and then yawned.

　"What kind of dream did you send him into?" Xing Mo gently rubbed the little guy's head with his hand.

　"Don't worry, he won't be sleeping well," Aurora stretched lazily in Xingmo's arms. "This kind of villain doesn't deserve a peaceful ending!"

　"It's still about good guys and bad guys," Xing Mo whispered. "Actually, I think some of what he said is still worth reading."

　The universe is chaotic, and Xingmo witnessed this personally through that supreme vision.

　The Outer Gods occupy most of the star fields in the universe, and civilization is nothing more than flowers and plants between the roots of giant trees. Those who have developed a huge interstellar civilization like the Star Tribe, in addition to a large number of accidental factors, have the support of the Painters behind the scenes.

　They would collide with each other from time to time, and an entire star field would be reduced to ashes in an instant. Civilization was no different from an ant in such an environment.

　However...

　"Don't think so. After all, this world is still young." Aurora whispered.

　"young?"

　“Before the birth of civilization, most life struggled and advanced in the wilderness, inevitably enduring bloody battles and the cruel laws of nature.”

　Aurora raised her head and looked at the boundless starry sky. The turmoil of the Outer Gods had dyed the entire sky colorful. The starlight was sealed in that color, as gorgeous as crystal clear gems.

　"Life is a disaster. As long as life exists, there will be the law of the jungle and the chaos that old man mentioned."

　"But as long as free will exists, civilization will eventually emerge from the wilderness."

　"This is no accident. In every corner of the small garden, civilization has sprung up like mushrooms after rain, proving the truth that free will will eventually give birth to civilization."

　"And what that old fellow did...was not to bring order, but to prevent the birth of true order."

　"Life is a disaster, but after the rain, the sky will always clear up."

　"Perhaps, one day, those chaotic wills will give birth to civilization and order."

　"Only time will tell, so the most reasonable approach is to allow this natural process to continue."

　When Aurora finished speaking, she suddenly saw a crystal streak of light passing across Xingmo's cheek.

　"Huh? What's wrong?"

　"fine."

　Xingmo smiled faintly and just hugged Aurora tighter in her arms.

　"It's just... the rain has stopped and the sky is clear."

　"Fool..."

　Aurora gently scratched Xingmo's nose and whispered:

　"Star Angel, I haven't settled the score with you for stealing our flowers and grass yet."

　"As you wish..." Xing Mo smiled, "After all..."

　"...You are my evil god, and I am your saint."

　""

　The two landed on the surface of the moon, among countless projections.

　Aurora had just gotten out of Xingmo's arms when familiar faces came over and the surroundings suddenly became extremely noisy.

　"Xiaomo, are you okay? Is it over?" Alice came forward.

　"Xiao Mo! My spirit is about to burn out! Let me go back and eat meat!" I didn't see anyone, but it should be Vivian's voice.

　"Miss Saint..." Alia didn't know where she was pushed to.

　"Xiaomo! Xiaomo! Will I still have projection in the future? I am a god.

　"Milliam is still as eccentric as ever.

　Surrounded by the noise, Xingmo said nothing, but closed her eyes...

　...sighed softly.

　After accepting the memories from ancient times, she did not feel that she had become Ivramis, the ruthless and cold-blooded goddess of the sea of ​​stars whom she once hated.

　She was not manipulated by divinity, simply because her humanity contained something that could never be replaced.

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