The Villain Saint is my secondary account

Sensing the immense divine power emanating from behind, Ye Xiao felt a chill run down his spine, an immediate sense of alarm rising within him.

He glanced back and saw the spear light that tore the earth apart with its sheer force. A slight smile appeared on his lips—good thing, this is what I've been waiting for!

"spread!!!"

"boom"

The deafening roar shook the entire earth.

The airflow from the swirling spear carved a deep trench across half the plain, eventually bursting into a magnificent burst of ice and snow fireworks at its destination.

Amidst the swirling white mist, a slender young girl lay prostrate on the ground. Somewhat bewildered, she got up and soon saw a man covered in blood lying not far behind her.

"Ye Xiao...? Ye Xiao!!?"

The fake saintess stared wide-eyed, trembling as she stepped forward, her pupils reflecting the black-haired man's bloodied upper body, which was now only half intact.

She stood there, stunned, her brief dream shattered in an instant.

Chapter 123 A Scheme Within a Scheme

Actually, Ye Xiao didn't intend to fake his death at first.

He originally planned to cooperate with Ella to appear here and wipe out the Rossia family, but Sophia's appearance changed his mind.

According to the confession of the Sunfire Saint who was previously captured by Ella, the Rossia family should still be hiding something, and Sophia's appearance alone at this moment made him realize that this might be an excellent opportunity.

Therefore, a new plan immediately came to Ye Xiao's mind: to pretend to cover the fake saintess's escape while actually faking her death was the first step.

The reason he didn't directly say he would cover the rear was because he didn't want to drag those innocent knights down with him. After all, he himself could survive a major attack, but those knights would really die.

Secondly, his willingness to die is illogical; doing so without the saintess's orders would make the enemy suspect it was deliberate.

After considering all of this, he used his old trick to wait for the opponent to unleash a powerful attack, and then "died" on the spot.

Having done this many times before, he knew all too well how to use magic to temporarily maintain physiological functions and keep him alive without triggering death rewind when seriously injured. Therefore, even with half of his body gone, he could still lie on the ground barely alive.

Just as Ye Xiao was making his plans, he saw the fake saintess running over from not far away. She hugged him tightly, her eyes filled with tears, and summoned golden light to heal his injuries.

Although he didn't understand why the other party would run back and pretend to save him, perhaps to maintain her saintly image, Ye Xiao didn't want to interfere, considering that ordinary holy light spells were powerless to reverse such exaggerated injuries. He simply continued to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead.

But after a short while, he suddenly realized that his body was really starting to recover, and he immediately thought to himself, "Holy crap!"

Hey, don't actually treat it!?

If we heal him, wouldn't all the bullet wound have been for nothing?

Ye Xiao was exasperated and had no choice but to endure the pain and summon the magic power he had been using to maintain his injuries and the holy light that was healing him to fight against it.

The real torment was that you couldn't die even if you wanted to. Ye Xiao never imagined that he would encounter such an abstract situation one day.

The fake saintess didn't think much of it; her mind was blank. She only instinctively thought of coming over to save the man who had carried her out of the darkness.

But her holy light magic has always been used to kill, and she has never tried to use it to save people.

This made her unable to understand why she couldn't cure the dying man in front of her no matter what she did.

No matter how many times she tried, the bleeding would keep flowing out, and the healed wound would burst open again.

Why!??

Her voice trembled with tears as she uttered her question, "Is this the punishment of fate?"

How ridiculous, because she had only ever used holy light to kill, so when this day came, her holy light also lost its ability to save the man before her.

Tears welled up in the girl's eyes, and her usually indifferent face was finally streaked with tears.

At the same time, Ye Xiao was utterly speechless.

Dude, you've already acted very well. Your fake crying is so convincing, you could win an Oscar. So that's enough, can you please stop?!

This is absolutely torture!!!

It wasn't that Ye Xiao couldn't understand the fake saintess's good intentions, but it was just too painful to keep tearing open the wounds that the holy light had healed while he was focused on using magic.

Finally, he could no longer bear it. He forced open his eyes despite the excruciating pain, his lips twitching. He gently raised his trembling hand and grasped the wrist of the fake saintess, who was still radiating holy light.

"Holy...Madam..."

(You idiot)

“It’s already possible…”

(I really can't take it anymore if this continues)

"No, I can save you!"

The false saint sobbed.

No, you can't, please, you really can't.

Ye Xiao's hands were trembling, and the veins on his forehead were about to burst with anger.

"The enemy... is catching up..."

(Can't you see how annoying your teammate is??)

"As long as you go back... there is still hope for the Holy City..."

(If you don't go back soon, I'm going to despair.)

"What has already happened... cannot be changed... but as for the future... you still have a choice..."

(I'm already dead, please let me go.)

After saying that, Ye Xiao seemed to have no more strength left, and his arm fell limply to his side.

"Ye Xiao! Ye Xiao!!!"

The fake saintess grabbed the dead man's slipping hand and cried out in anguish. A Templar Knight immediately rushed out, grabbed the fake saintess's arm, and pulled her away.

"Your Holiness, we must leave immediately! The enemy is closing in; we can't delay any longer!!"

The knight with the ordinary face who arrived at such a perfect time was none other than Ella in disguise, using the Ring of All Things.

Originally, she was in the team, preparing to join Ye Xiao in killing the Rossia family, but now she had to play a minor role to pull away the girl who was still crying bitterly in the face of a great enemy.

"I can't let this guy torture me anymore," Ella thought, her lips twitching. She dragged the fake saintess away, leaving Ye Xiao lying alone in a pool of blood, one hand still pointing forward.

Amidst the chaos of battle, and with black wandering spirits closing in from all directions, the Templar Knights waiting outside the fields escorted the fake saintess on a rapid march back to the Holy City.

The fake saintess's mind was already somewhat confused. She subconsciously wanted to fight back, but after seeing the slight cracks on her arm caused by transmitting a large amount of holy light, she immediately realized that she was not the real saintess of light.

This is just a facade she created; she is clearly not Lydia, and there is no need for her to be agitated by Ye Xiao's death.

Rather, this was her mission objective, and she should be happy about it.

But lying prone on the back of a galloping horse, the fake saintess felt no joy whatsoever.

No matter how hard she tried to convince herself that this was the ending she wanted, the complex emotions lingered in her heart like an unyielding haze.

Leaving aside the fake saintess who was caught in self-doubt, Ye Xiao, with half of his body buried in the ground, watched as the main force of the Holy City gradually disappeared from the horizon of his sight in the sea of ​​flowers covered by snow on the Purple Orchid Plain, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Alright, now you can pass away in peace.

"Ha, how inexplicable."

A cold voice came from behind Ye Xiao. The Ice Saintess Sophia, wearing white ankle boots, slowly walked to Ye Xiao's side as he lay on the ground.

She frowned slightly. Although the plan seemed to be going smoothly, she still didn't quite understand what the fake saintess had been doing.

Even for a fleeting moment, when her eyes met those of the fake saintess in the distance, she almost thought she was about to attack her, whether it was because the woman was acting too convincingly or what.

Fortunately, this abstract act of betrayal ultimately did not occur.

The blizzard was still raging, and as Sofia snapped her fingers, the ghosts scattered across the mountains and fields, leaving a clearing in the wilderness.

Chapter 124 Black Fire Melts Ice

Sophia dispersed the army of ghosts, causing them to disappear into the snow and wind once more, and then turned her gaze to Ye Xiao, who was still lying on the ground.

"Should I say your vitality is really tenacious? You've come this far and you're still alive."

She curled her lips slightly and casually kicked Ye Xiao's broken body with the tip of her shoe.

"I really don't understand what those guys from the Rossia family are afraid of about you. They're so careful around you, but in the end, you still died like a stray dog ​​on the street."

"...Tsk."

Ye Xiao slightly lifted his face, which was buried in the snow, and said, "You seem to have an unusual passion for humiliating losers. Is this something taught to you by the divine teachings of the chosen one?"

Perhaps not expecting Ye Xiao to be able to reply despite his ghastly appearance, Sophia was stunned for a moment, and then a hint of anger appeared on her delicate face. "You're about to die and you're still pretending to be calm. I want to see what you, this wild dog, can rely on to bark without the Holy Maiden of Light!"

After saying that, Sophia raised her slender, straight leg and was about to step on Ye Xiao's head.

But before her feet could land, a small hand suddenly patted her thin shoulder.

The sudden touch startled Sophia, and she stopped paying attention to Ye Xiao, instead darting away several meters away like a kitten fleeing in panic.

"who!?"

She stared in astonishment at the short figure draped in a black robe that had appeared out of nowhere in the vast snow, her azure eyes revealing a deep wariness.

When did this guy get close behind her? Why didn't she sense him at all?

"Oh dear, why has your tone suddenly become so distant? You were so friendly when you called me by my name just now."

A melodious laugh, like the tinkling of silver bells, echoed in Sofia's ears.

Sophia recognized the voice immediately, having heard it not long ago, which is why she stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

"you you……"

She trembled all over, her voice began to stutter, and the speculation about the identity of the person who came from her mind made her feel an uncontrollable fear, as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

"No...impossible!!! You...you clearly, you clearly already..."

"What's already happened?"

Ella pulled her hood back, revealing a head of smooth silver hair that fluttered in the wind.

On her fair and delicate face, her rosy eyes curved into a pair of cunning crescent moons. "You don't naively think I'm that easy to deal with, do you?"

It’s over.

The moment Sofia saw the other person's true face, she knew something terrible had happened.

She almost immediately transformed her body into a dark blue shadow, attempting to escape.

But now that Ella has shown herself, she will not give the other party a chance to escape.

"quack--"

The cawing of countless crows rose in unison across the vast snowfield, and the next moment, a dark flock of birds descended from all directions like a dark cloud.

The icy blue shadow collided with the large flock of black crows, and black flames immediately ignited on the latter's body, erupting in mid-air like a grand fireworks display.

Sophia Adam was immediately blasted back to her original form by the raging black fire. The eerie, corrosive flames clung to her gauze dress, as if the spreading pollution was about to devour her body completely.

The flames danced wildly across the girl's fair skin; they were more like some strange fungus rapidly devouring her flesh than flames.

"what!!!"

She let out a heart-wrenching scream and rolled on the ground. Her once doll-like, beautiful and delicate face melted and rotted away in less than a second, and the half of her skull exposed beneath the torn flesh quickly turned into sewage as it was burned by the black fire.

Ella raised an eyebrow slightly. Although she knew that the Holy Flame was extremely powerful, she hadn't used it on humans much. Moreover, perhaps because of this guy's affinity with ice, the black flame was particularly effective when it hit.

With a snap of her fingers, flames rose from Sophia's body at her command, returning to her palm from a distance.

Looking again at the girl who was originally as clear as ice crystal, she had now been burned into a charred skeleton with only a few bits of flesh clinging to it, curled up in the snow, barely clinging to life.

"Ah...ah..."

Even in this appalling state, she was still alive. Her high-pitched voice turned into a hoarse sob, like a broken harp playing a mournful tune in the cold wind.

Ella, being kind-hearted, couldn't bear to see such a miserable scene, so she summoned a lump of black mud to cover the cowering human figure, hoping to keep the creature alive and prevent it from dying.

Then she released a healing tentacle ball to pull Ye Xiao up. Thanks to the holy light that the fake saintess had previously manipulated, Ye Xiao was able to hold on and not die. So she simply saved one "death rewind" and directly healed Ye Xiao's body.

Ye Xiao, who had narrowly escaped death, breathed a sigh of relief. He first got up from the ground and stretched his limbs, then casually put his arm around Ella's little head and pinched the girl's soft cheeks.

In private, where no one could see them, Ye Xiao naturally wouldn't make any unnecessary gestures like greetings, so he became much more casual and "tease" Ella like he was playing with a doll, something he hadn't done in a long time.

However, it was just a brief moment of intimacy; Ella still had important matters to attend to.