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

"Teacher!" Xing Mo quickly stood with him, "Are you okay?"

"It's just a relapse of an old injury, left by that guy." Lucius smiled gently, "But it doesn't matter. We will take care of it today."

"But, without 'Black Heart', it will run away even if it is defeated..." Xing Mo was a little anxious.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind:

"There's no need for 'Black Heart'. It's trapped in its own string formation and can't escape."

Mo turned around and saw Aurora walking towards her with a bright smile on her face.

"Aurora!" Xingmo hurriedly trotted over, "You mean..."

"Look, it's completing the ritual that Prince Austin had halfway completed," Aurora raised her chin. "Everyone in the altar is its tribute, including itself."

"It's impossible for the tribute to grow legs and run away on its own." Xing Mo nodded thoughtfully.

She breathed a sigh of relief - after all, Miss Perlis had done something to prevent the "Steam Man" from escaping through the probability cloud, so it should not be possible for it to escape temporarily.

"Then kill it, Aurora," Xingmo said, "It's no match for you if you take action."

Unexpectedly, Aurora smiled and shook her head:

"No, we won't do it."

"...Why?"

"We led it here, so of course we have an agenda," Aurora said, tilting her head with a smile. "Guess what the headlines in tomorrow's newspapers will be if the goddess's followers die without ever seeing their master descend."

"Hundreds of people were killed by the 'Steam Man' at the gate of 'Saint Auros Cathedral'? That's terrible... The power of faith in the goddess will be greatly shaken..."

After hearing what Aurora said, Xingmo's pupils shrank and she shouted:

"How could you do this! Those are living people..."

"I'm the evil god, remember?" Aurora suddenly turned cold. "In your eyes, I'm the bad guy. Why should I ask a bad guy to do good things?"

Xing Mo took two steps back blankly, and suddenly felt that Aurora in front of her was a little strange.

But Aurora suddenly smiled again:

"But I like you very much, so you can go and save them."

Xingmo felt a stinging pain on the back of her hand. She raised her hand and found that the mark of the "Tree of Life" was emitting a dazzling light.

Endless spiritual energy surged into his body, as if the previous battle on the "Humpback Whale" had never happened.

Xingmo looked up and met Aurora's star-like eyes.

"Apart from you, they can only save themselves."

After saying these meaningful words, Aurora slowly stepped back, watching everything with a smile.

Xing Mo wanted to say something, but at this moment, Lucius shouted:

"There's no time! We have to stop it!"

Xing Mo turned her head and saw that flames were rapidly gushing out of the bronze pipes on the "Steam Man", and a faint alchemical vapor was spreading between the flames.

Not far away, Saint Sister Lilitz once again directed the nuns to play the strings. Dozens of shining water jets hit the "Steam Man", temporarily extinguishing the black air on it.

But this can only delay the outbreak of alchemical steam, it is impossible to prevent it!

Xing Mo's brain was working rapidly. Now, it was still difficult to kill the "Steam Man" directly. It was an out-of-control, nearly demigod-level existence. There was no reason to destroy it at will.

Therefore, there is only one way left at present - to destroy the alchemical steam array prototype on it first!

"Teacher, you invented that prototype," Xingmo said quickly, "What is its weakness?"

Lucius was stunned, then quickly said:

"Theoretically, it has no weaknesses."

"That prototype was originally intended for ironclad ships. One unit is enough to provide over 60% of the energy for the entire ship."

"The string of fire it ignites when activated is equivalent to a miniature sun, not only providing powerful energy but also providing a solar shield for the prototype itself..."

As he spoke, Lucius' eyes lit up.

He squatted down, took out a notebook and pen from his burn-marked windbreaker, placed the notebook on his knees, and began to calculate quickly.

"Give me five minutes." Lucius muttered.

"learn."

Xingmo believed in her mentor's ability, so she turned to the struggling "Steam Man" not far away and raised her wand.

"boom--"

Sparks exploded, attracting the attention of the Steam Man. It temporarily stopped driving the prototype on its body and turned to the star foam.

“Squeak————”

The "Steam Man" roared and stretched out his arms. His armor changed, and a bronze musket stretched out, firing continuously at Xingmo.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom -"

Xing Mo grabbed the cloak behind him with his hands, protecting his head while moving forward. The musket bullets flew with sparks when they hit the cloak, as if they had hit steel instead of cloth.

When the musket made a hollow "click" sound, Xingmo stretched out his wand from under his cloak and played four shadow strings in the air -

——The four-string magic "Sleeping Night" is used to sink the target's soul into the sea of ​​memory and force it to fall asleep!

Black ripples suddenly appeared on the body of the "Steam Man". It staggered back two steps and seemed to be about to fall asleep for a moment.

But flames suddenly shot out of the pipes on its body, and it raised its head. Half of Bishop Fry Sunlight's face was covered with blood.

Xing Mo didn't give it a chance to attack, but instead restrained his spirit and let out an obscure and profound roar:

“‘Submission’!”

The "True Word" was activated, and the "Steam Man" suddenly fell to his knees. The armor on his body trembled and the flames gradually disappeared.

After reaching the sixth string, the "true words" uttered by Xingmo gained even more powerful pressure.

She looked at the 'Steam Man' pinned to the ground, played the strings, and a golden 'Star Blade' was outlined on her wand.

Then, Xingmo snapped his fingers, and flew forward, his body dragging a feather of blazing fire, and slashed at the prototype on the "Steam Man" with a single blow—

"boom--"

The blade was bounced back the moment it touched the prototype - as if a miniature sun expanded and threw Xingmo backwards.

Just as Xingmo was about to find her feet, she saw the "Steam Man" suddenly rush out. The moment he took a step, he broke through the sonic boom in the square and swung his fist towards Xingmo.

"boom--"

Xingmo used Star Stream Vision to block, but the golden barrier did explode instantly, and the huge impact force knocked Xingmo away -

“Gu…!”

Xingmo quickly controlled his posture in the air, played the strings quickly, released the three-string magic "Veil", and sank into the shadow of the church.

As she moved quickly in the sea of ​​shadows, she circled to a place farther away from the "Steam Man" and then broke out of the shadows.

But just as she emerged from the shadows, she saw a bronze figure flash in front of her, fist raised—

So fast!

Xingmo suddenly lowered his head and dodged the "Steam Man's" swinging fist. The wind from the fist instantly tore the floor tiles behind Xingmo, and dust flew up in the air.

At this moment, a figure holding a huge sword flew over from a distance and fiercely slashed at the side of the "Steam Man" -

"clang--"

The "Steam Man" was chopped and sent flying more than ten meters away. When it turned around, it saw Lilitz flying towards it, waving her giant sword like a ballet dancer, her eyes still ethereal.

"clang------"

The "Steam Man" crossed his arms to block, but his arm armor was instantly shattered by the giant sword, sparks bursting out.

Without giving Lilitz a chance to act further, the prototype machine on the "Steam Man" once again expanded into a sun-like fireball, directly sending the Holy Sister flying.

At this time, the Sisters once again released "Purification", and the water column forced the "Steam Man" to retreat again and again, and the prototype on his body cooled down again.

Xing Mo quickly stepped forward and supported the Holy Nun who was staggering backward, and the two of them stood still together.

She looked at the turbine at the core of the Steam Man—even after being purified once again, the speed of the turbine had not slowed down much.

"The speed of purification can't keep up with the speed of release," Xing Mo murmured, "If this continues..."

"I found a way!"

Xingmo turned around and saw Lucius running over with a notebook in his arms. He tore off the piece of paper with the calculation results and showed it to Xingmo:

"Run the prototype's turbines! Run them to the limit!"

"But in that case, the alchemical steam will be..." Xing Mo was stunned.

"Hear me out," Lucius said breathlessly, "Then, use your 'Fire Spirit Authority' to control all the Fire Strings and take away their power!"

"As long as you succeed, the prototype will instantly lose the little sun that protects it. It won't have time to cool down and will overheat."

"Under normal circumstances, the prototype's shell is difficult to shatter, but when overheated, the magic of the Wind String Domain can easily cut it open."

After listening to Lucius's plan, Xing Mo nodded and said:

"I see."

"Sister Saint," Lucius turned to Lilitz, "Tell your Sisters to stop the 'Purification' and wait until the prototype is destroyed before launching an attack to suppress it."

"Then, it's time for me to end this evil relationship with my own hands."

Xingmo saw Lucius' eyes - a whirlpool was brewing in those lake-blue pupils again, reflecting the machine spewing steam.

Is he still blaming himself?

Did he blame himself for building the prototype for the Ironclad? Did he blame himself for leaving Miriam in the workshop that day? Or did he blame himself for not arriving in time that day?

Xing Mo didn't have time to think about it. On the other side, the "steam man" seemed to have entered a manic state. The turbine on its chest rotated faster and faster, the scorching heat began to distort the surrounding air, and deep red sparks kept exploding.

It once again set its sights on the church and immediately let out a hateful roar:

“Squeak——————”

Almost at the same time, Xingmo, Lucius, and Lilitz rushed forward and attacked the "Steam Man" respectively.

Flames devoured flames, starlight tore through armor, and giant swords smashed the ground. The square suddenly turned into a Shura field, and cracks and scorch marks were left on the neat stone brick ground, as if it had been baptized by heavenly fire.

The crowd around the square had retreated as far as possible to the edge of the altar. From time to time, fireballs flew towards them, causing screams.

But those fireballs never hit the crowd, each time they just passed by them extremely narrowly, as if some invisible force was protecting them.

If you look closely, you will find little nuns and priests standing in the middle of the crowd, holding wands in their hands and muttering to themselves.

"..."

"boom--"

After using the magic wand to block the pillar of fire ejected by the "Steam Man" again, Xingmo's eyes flashed and he found that the core of the "Steam Man" was spewing out fierce golden light.

Flames seemed to emerge from the gaps in its armor, ready to tear its body apart at any time, along with a faint alchemical vapor.

It's getting out of control!

The "Steam Man" wailed in pain, and the half of his face belonging to Bishop Fry Sunlight began to shatter. Flame patterns spread across his face, and his stiff skin cracked inch by inch.

It glared at the sky, glared at the church, and roared at the top of its lungs.

The next second, all the fire on it disappeared.

The steam lines burned red, and the turbines continued to spin, emitting a molten gold color.

But all the fire was gone.

"..."

A beam of light came, and the "Steam Man" looked ferociously towards the distance, and his face full of cracks was suddenly illuminated by the light.

It faces the previous sun.

Xing Mo stood there, the sun disc spinning behind him. All the candles within a hundred meters were extinguished in the instant just now, including the oil lamps in the church, the open flames in the restaurant, and the power in the turbine of the "Steam Man".

All the fire was now held in Xingmo's hands, squeezed into a small black fireball.

She stared at the red-armored "Steam Man" and said indifferently:

"Teacher, let's do it."