The Villain Saint is my secondary account

The azure, icy magic, like a raging winter tide, swept down, engulfing Ye Xiao's figure in an instant. With a deafening roar, even a corner of the tower's top was shattered by this force.

The storm cascaded down the broken tower like a burst dam, resembling a silver waterfall gushing from the tower from a distance, a truly magnificent sight.

A deep red barrier simultaneously lit up around the vampires, as if bubbles were enveloping their bodies as they floated out of the storm, protecting them as they landed safely on the still intact altar behind them. The shackles on their bodies were also cut by the invisible force field and snapped in response.

Meanwhile, on the lower level of the tower, the priests and players who were climbing up the ropes in the vampire tomb felt a sudden tremor. Several cracks appeared in the silver light above the towering dome, and the thick bronze chains hanging around it began to sway.

"Holy crap, what happened!?"

"Is this an earthquake?"

"Oh my god!!! Oh my god!!!"

Some players, still clinging to the ropes, swayed back and forth in mid-air like bungee jumpers, their faces turning pale with fright.

Below, Elder Antal's face was filled with horror, his eyes widening suddenly as if he had a premonition of something.

"Oh no, why did it turn out like this..."

"Elder?"

Players nearby noticed Elder Antar's unusual expression and felt a chill run down their spines.

They had just sensed an indescribable chill and oppression spreading down from above, but no one dared to think in that direction.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am very sorry, although I do not know the specific situation above, I can sense that the vampire queen... has probably been revived."

Elder Antal frowned, and finally revealed the truth that everyone was most unwilling to face.

"what!?"

"No way, the Holy Maiden failed???"

"That's it..."

A deathly silence fell over the players, and the priests were similarly shrouded in a gloom of despair, the atmosphere heavy as lead.

"Even so, as a believer in the Holy Light, I will continue to move forward, and our unwavering vow is to fight against chaos."

Elder Antar's voice echoed in everyone's ears through amplification magic: "I will not force anyone to come, but I must admit that under the current circumstances, our hopes are very slim."

"boom"

Before he could finish speaking, another violent tremor struck, and rubble collapsed like raindrops.

Chapter 181 Isadora's Purpose

Meanwhile, in the Empress's library, outside the Blood Realm Prison, the bishop of the Samuel Hermitage smiled as he looked at the girl bound by thousands of chains.

"It seems we have won again, Your Majesty."

"Ah."

Ella curled her lip in disdain. This guy really thought Alex's resurrection ritual had succeeded. "I suggest you untie the restraints quickly, or you might regret it later."

"Of course it will be untied, Your Majesty. Once Mr. Alex comes down and sets up the expulsion array, he will release you."

As the hermit bishop spoke, he suddenly sensed a chilling aura emanating from above. "Oh, our Queen has arrived."

"boom"

As soon as she finished speaking, the silvery dome suddenly shattered, dust fell, and Isadora's figure appeared within it.

"Greetings, Your Majesty the Empress."

The hermit bishop sensed excitement rising within the vampire-affiliated holy remains of his body and hastily offered his obsequious attention to the haughty figure.

The Blood Clan's sacred remains share a similar bloodline with the Blood Clan. If they could gain the Empress's favor, she might be able to easily elevate them by one rank.

As the bishop was thinking this, he looked at Isadora's profile, only to see her gaze slightly tilted to the side, and then her eyebrows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

"Your Majesty, I..."

Before the elderly bishop could finish speaking, a jet of blood pierced his forehead and drilled a dark hole in the wall behind him.

Before the hermit bishop could figure out what was happening, his body fell like a leaf onto the muddy floor.

"Disgusting bastard."

After giving her evaluation, Isadora floated in mid-air and slowly approached Ella, who was trapped in the Blood Realm Cage, and gently placed her palm on the outer layer of the barrier.

In an instant, the chains binding Ella became even more secure.

Ella, who was bound even tighter, couldn't help but purse her lips. "Isn't that unnecessary, Your Majesty?"

"Of course, you are Lydia incarnate."

Isadora looked around the library, which was completely destroyed by the flood of silt. With great difficulty, she found a wooden cabinet in the corner that was not completely submerged. She beckoned with her finger, and a book on it fluttered its cover like a butterfly, drawing an arc across the air and flying into her hand.

She flipped through a few pages at random, then sighed, "That's really too much, there's only one intact copy left."

"I don't want to either."

Ella stuck out her tongue.

But as soon as she finished speaking, the atmosphere unexpectedly became quiet.

Ella only saw Isadora floating in mid-air in a half-sitting position, leisurely flipping through that ancient book.

What are you doing?

Ella stared at it for a long time, then became somewhat puzzled.

She thought this guy was going to run off and wreak havoc, shouting about exterminating humanity and restoring the glory of the vampire race, but instead he's here reading a book?

Perhaps it was the strangely quiet atmosphere that made her feel a little awkward, Ella looked at Isadora and tentatively asked, "...I don't understand, Your Majesty, you've prepared for the revival for twenty-five years, just to read books at this time?"

"What if I say yes?"

Isadora glanced at Ella and chuckled softly.

Ugh, this smells like a riddle master coming at me, so annoying.

Ella pursed her lips; she disliked dealing with people whose actions and words were so inexplicable.

"Well, there's still some time, so I think we might be able to talk some more."

Isadora ran her fingers along the creases of the book, gently turning a page. "I'm curious, Lydia, is this how you are now, a disguise, or your true self?"

"Of course it's a disguise. My real body is a gigantic tentacle monster. You'd better pray I don't catch you."

Ella twitched her pink little nose and grinned.

"Pfft, your sense of humor really doesn't seem like something you can fake."

Isadora laughed out loud in surprise. "I think I understand why He insisted on choosing humans."

"Since we're having a chat, could you say something I can understand?"

Ella was speechless.

"Alright, but I don't like talking to myself. Is there anything you want to ask?"

Isadora said casually.

Huh? Ella raised an eyebrow, caught off guard by the sudden change in tone.

However, since the other party had let her ask whatever she wanted, she decided not to be polite.

"I don't understand why you're pretending to be dead? Putting aside the Caesar Corporation, aren't those wandering vampires your descendants? They went to so much trouble and effort to 'resurrect' you, but you're not dead?"

"Hmm, you're actually interested in this?"

Isadora raised her hand and gently stroked her chin. "It's a long story, but it's not a bad thing that you asked."

Ella gave her a "say it" look.

"You should have heard that the Bronze Age was a new age of gods created by the God of Light after he suppressed the gods of the present world. The old gods, big and small, who once roamed the earth, either perished, were suppressed by the laws He laid down, or were brought under His command as righteous gods and were completely under His control."

"And I am merely one of the many whose fates are controlled by Him. To the creatures of the mortal world, what they witness is nothing more than the endless war between vampires and humans. Little do they know that in that distant and mysterious divine realm, it is actually a clash between my will and His."

"Of course, I am no match for Him, but He did not completely destroy me either. In His words, I, a god who originated from chaos, actually possess the heart of order, nurtured and protected a race, which is truly commendable."

"So, as a condition for letting me go, He only set one rule for me, a very simple rule, but also a very difficult one."

Upon hearing this, Ella immediately understood, "...Seeking coexistence between vampires and humans?"

“Yes, otherwise, I and my race will be wiped out by Him.”

Isadora rested her chin on her hand, a hint of helplessness in her smile. "You're really domineering, aren't you?"

"Um……"

Ella could only say that he truly deserves to be called the invincible God of Light.

"At first I didn't understand why there was any need to coexist with humans, a small race born from the grassroots, without any divine protection, and who are greedy, arrogant, stupid, and hypocritical... You can find almost all the flaws of living beings in them."

"Why would the God of Light, an outer god, protect such a boring and weak race?"

“But I had no choice. To protect my children, from the moment the law was established, I had to start trying to understand this weak group that I once looked down on.”

"And it was not long after that... about a hundred or two hundred years ago, that I met the previous queen of Valen, Serafina. I believe she has already told you her story. Well, it's a pity that she has passed away now. Alas, a short-lived race. Otherwise, I would like to meet her one more time."

I'm so sorry that humans don't live to be two hundred years old... Ella tried hard to suppress her urge to complain.

"But she made me realize for the first time what's interesting about the human race."

Isadora continued, “Every human being is born with many flaws, but interestingly, some of them gradually overcome these flaws as they grow up. The cowards yearn for courage, the greedy try to restrain themselves, and the hypocrites seek sincerity… They are born of nature, without the constraints and protection of gods, yet they spontaneously grow in savagery. The progress and sacrifices they seek for their race are not ‘divinity’ written into the laws, but rather the humanity that belongs unique to this race.”

"But unfortunately, despite trying for hundreds of years, I still cannot understand the mystery. Humans are constantly breaking through the constraints of the laws, mastering magic, and challenging the gods... but I can never get rid of the shackles that the God of Light has placed on me."

“I cannot give Him the answer He wants, so I have to find another way.”

"But in a conversation with Him, I learned that He had been corrupted by the chaotic power from the void abyss. He had integrated into the laws of the mortal world to maintain order, but in doing so, He had become a potential source of corruption in the mortal world... Although this realization made me uneasy, I felt a secret sense of relief when I heard the news."

“I think I might be able to hide my divine kingdom, fake my death to deceive His eyes, and then return when He is weak and no longer able to control the present world, taking my people and some humans for food supply, and build a more independent and closed world through the divine kingdom, breaking away from this present world that is on the verge of collapse.”

Chapter 182 The Supporters

Upon hearing what the other person said, Ella immediately understood the reason behind it.

"But if that's the case, why would the ancient texts of the vampires contain the legend that you could be revived using two Blood Crown Hearts?"

"Why don't you guess who wrote those ancient books?"

Isadora waved her hand, "I am simply giving my descendants a reason to open the holy land barrier and establish their divine kingdom in order to escape the present world more than twenty years later, when the light is hidden."

"My divine kingdom can only be influenced by my descendants who are closest to me by blood, and this point can indeed only be chosen at the time of moonrise, because only at this time is the influence of the Holy Light Law on the present world weakest."

"Even so, if I appear in the mortal realm, I will still be constrained by the laws of the mortal realm. This is a method left behind by the God of Light and also the will of the mortal realm. It is the same for every god, not just me."

"As for the two Twilight Eyes... you can probably guess that they are just a means for me to spy on the real world after concealing my soul."

Evelina's girlish voice was light and melodious, but when she spoke with the soul of Empress Isadora, it was filled with a somewhat contradictory sense of antiquity and composure.

"Hmph, you are very sincere."

Ella twisted her neck.

As Queen Seraphine said, Isadora is less a god who judges good and bad and more a god who simply follows her own ideas.

Unfortunately, they found themselves on the opposite side.

"But I don't understand, as the sole ruler of this divine kingdom, it shouldn't be difficult for you to expel me now, right?"

Ella tilted her head.

Upon hearing this, Isadora smiled meaningfully, "That was my original plan, because in thousands of attempts to glimpse the future of the present world, I only saw the ending of destruction. The Ring of Fate preserves countless parallel histories that have been completely corrupted by chaos."

“But this time, it seems a little different… He once told me about His ideals, a path that is the only possible one, but at the time I felt that even as a god, it was far too far-fetched.”

"What philosophy?"

Ella felt that it was strange of her to ask that question, as if she were asking the other person what they planned to do with her.

Everyone says she's the culprit, but she's not the original Ella, so she's really wronged.

“A naive dream… He thought that the all-consuming chaotic god could be given humanity.”

After Isadora finished speaking, she closed the book.

"Lydia, will you stop your path of destruction now?"

"I didn't do anything wrong, okay?"