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

　Then, Aurora smiled:

　"It's okay to do it as many times as you want."

　Aurora held Xingmo's hand. At that moment, Xingmo felt as if she was connected to a giant tree - she became part of the huge root system.

　With the support of this anchor point, Xingmo slowly stretched his hands behind his neck, right at the position of his spine.

　As she grasped it, the golden starlight formed the handle of the gun, which she held in her hand.

　"Om——"

　The golden ring spread out with Xingmo as the center, and she only felt six golden starlights suddenly burst out from behind her, forming six wings.

　Her spirit body also rapidly disintegrated and tore apart during this process, almost falling off the edge.

　"call."

　Xingmo let go of his hand, the golden starlight instantly disintegrated, and the gun handle disappeared.

　"The moment the chimera angel died, this gun was embedded in your spirit," Aurora explained. "It's almost become one with your spirit. If it's pulled out, your spirit will inevitably be damaged."

　"It hurts just thinking about it..." Xingmo muttered.

　She only held the gun handle for a moment, and golden stars flashed before her eyes, and ominous whispers murmured in her ears.

　"But the good news is that at least this gun has been shrunk, so I can still hold it..." Xingmo smiled lightly.

　"Silly boy," Aurora looked at the frail Xingmo lovingly, "When it's time to use this gun, hold my hand tightly, okay?"

　"Of course..." Xing Mo smiled faintly.

　She held onto the edge of the terrace and looked out into the distance.

　To be honest, she felt a little worried and scared about a gun being stuck in her spirit.

　Especially since this gun was once the feather of the Star Sea Goddess, Xing Mo had no idea what effect this would have on herself.

　But at least... there is a country that can survive longer because of this...

　With the demise of the Chimera Angel, the children of the Stone Nest no longer have to fly to the Earth's core with the fear of death.

　""

　"By the way, the performance we booked earlier is almost time," Aurora said suddenly, "Are you ready?"

　"It's so fast..."

　Xing Mo muttered, clapped his hands, and stretched towards the airspace of the royal court.

　She raised her head and looked upwards, the situation in the Fallu Valley emerging in her mind.

　"They should be losing their temper, right?"

Chapter 312: The Spear of Ivramis (Part 5) -4k- (Two Updates in One)

　Surface entrance to the Royal Court - Falu Mountains

　Dominic has been here for almost three days, and his mind tells him that he will go crazy if he continues like this.

　Yes, he did bring a good chef, but the back half of the train was melted by the high temperature during the fire dragon's attack, and many ingredients were scrapped, so Dominic actually couldn't eat anything good.

　He also tried to send a few guards into the forest to see if they could get some food. However, almost all of those guards never returned. The only one who came back was missing half an arm and was unconscious. He could only howl something like "They are watching us in the shadows!"

　Boring, extremely boring.

　Dominic even began to doubt whether the giants would keep their promise as Serena said. Several times, he saw a few blue-gray giants walking through the forest. The stupidity of those guys disgusted him so much.

　Forget about trusting them.

　He was taunted by the giants, turned away from the royal court, and his camp would have been destroyed if the giants had not raised lanterns at night to ward off the otherworldly creatures.

　But the girl from August's family was invited to enter the kingdom of the giants.

　Yes, that's the feeling, of being inferior.

　Dominic had long been fed up with this feeling of being inferior. He was the son of a businessman, but he did not inherit his talent as a businessman. He knew nothing about the ways of doing business and relied entirely on the old friends left by his father to act as his external brain and give him advice.

　He was not as strong or as gifted as his brother Anthony Moran, who became a wizard at a young age due to his remarkable adaptability, and after joining the Farooq army he climbed the ranks to a high position.

　The only skill he thought he had was probably socializing.

　He could quickly penetrate any situation, using his status as the son of a wealthy businessman to quickly become familiar with people. He listened to people's desires and allowed those desires to entangle and engulf him.

　He became more and more successful, and his popularity continued to grow, and soon he earned the bows and praise of those people.

　But Dominic knew from the beginning that what they praised was just a shell made of desires, and the real him was still not liked by others.

　Dominic thought back to that afternoon when he went to talk to Chloe August about collaborating.

　He went with sincerity, asking the princess to end the king's madness, or at least let her sit on the throne, which might make the country a better place.

　He still couldn't forget what Chloe said:

　"Put away your smile, son of a merchant. I only talk to people, not masks."

　Mask, yes, he relies on the mask to survive in this world.

　He is the son of a wealthy merchant and Anthony's younger brother.

　Except Dominic.

　Then, she came.

　She came to his side with a pair of sharp eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything.

　Dominic felt like he was shattered into countless pieces in her sight, and then penetrated by that sight, and finally became a disheveled him.

　It's also the real him.

　But Serena said to Dominic:

　"...we can change a lot of things together..."

　"...Me...and you..."

　He fell in love, and even though the outside world had always speculated that Serena was "the king's mistress", Dominic had no way to resist his desire.

　He fell into her sight and could no longer escape.

　Only in front of her could he not pretend to be anyone but simply be Dominic.

　For the first time, he felt needed.

　Allies of Massena's new party also advised Dominic to keep as much distance from the old king's mistress as possible, as this would be detrimental to the actions of the new party.

　But Dominic actually knew very well that the new party's rise to power was all due to Serena's work.

　The power of that woman is as mysterious as her past. Just by peeking into it, you can feel its bottomless depth, enough to drown everything.

　""

　Just as Dominic was in a daze, he felt a slight chill down his spine and a whisper sounded in his ears:

　"...Serena..."

　He immediately stood up, walked out of the tent, and said to the two guards guarding the door:

　"Watch the tent and don't let anyone in. If anyone wants to see me, tell them I'm not available."

　"Yes."

　"And... tell the engineer to prepare whale oil immediately and have the steam train ready to go at any time..."

　After giving the order, Dominic closed his eyes and let the whisper take over his body.

　He felt like he was walking into a forest in a valley. From time to time, the sounds of unknown birds and beasts rang in his ears, making his scalp tingle.

　But those extraordinary creatures did not seem to dare to approach him, but kept their distance.

　In this way, Dominic walked in the forest with his eyes closed for more than ten minutes.

　When he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing in front of an ancient well.

　The well was in the middle of the woods, dark and with a faint black aura emanating from it.

　And above the well, there was a black mist that was changing its shape.

　"...Catch me..." the black gas whispered.

　Dominic's breathing quickened. He had seen that black power before - it was the power of the curse. He had seen the bodies of those killed by the curse on the battlefield of Fallu, the bodies with only bones and some muscle tissue left.

　He knew what the consequences would be if he embraced such power.

　"call..."

　Dominic took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and gently touched his pocket.

　In his pocket lay a ring.

　""

　When he opened his eyes again, Dominic reached out his hand without hesitation and grabbed the twisted black air.

　In an instant, he felt countless sounds flowing through his meridians, and many illusory voices suddenly rang in his ears.

　The sound became more and more, until he reached the point of near madness.

　"Selina..." Dominic began painfully.

　Auguste Palace - Massena

　In front of the dressing mirror, Serena opened her eyes, a black light flowing in her pupils.

　She exhaled, and the air instantly stained the surface of the mirror with a thin layer of

　The fog then gradually dissipated.

　The mirror reflected an ancient well and a man kneeling beside the well.

　"Dominic, you are very loyal..." Serena smiled slightly, "so loyal that... I am fascinated..."

　She snapped her fingers, the mirror shattered, and blood flowed from the cracks, climbing up her arms and forming a blood-red dress for her.

　After the dress was ready, Serena stood up, walked out of the room, and instructed the housekeeper standing at the door:

　"The party can begin now, go send out the invitations."

　Arcadia's Workshop - Royal Court Airspace

　In the deepest cellar of the workshop, Arcadia, the son of a craftsman, was standing in the center of the altar, waving the staff tangled with dead wood in his hand.

　He hummed a pleasant little tune, and from time to time he pointed in the air, causing a burst of black light to surge around his body.

　He was weaving anchor points, which came from everyone in the Royal Court's airspace. Their souls were subtly polluted and they unknowingly became part of the evil god.

　Those anchors were gradually being injected into the poor soul - Arcadia could see the young man through the black fog, dressed in luxurious clothes, standing by the ancient well, his face twitching.

　Oh, poor soul, he had walked in the darkness so long that he didn't even realize he was touching the darkness itself.

　A faint smile appeared on the corner of Arcadia's mouth. He waved his staff frequently, and each simple movement wove a wisp of black mist, as fine as a sewing needle in the hands of a tailor.

　Yes, this is the power of the craftsmen. They can forge the extraordinary, weave souls, and shape everything in the world into what they desire.

　Wulf Minosk is a complete wretched creature. He has been gambling with his life just to conceal the true evil god's followers in the royal court.

　The evil god's followers have never been just one, but two.

　It must be said that Arcadia couldn't help but marvel at his own wisdom.

　Yes, such an excellent method of diverting attention. As long as Minosk is pushed as the target of public criticism, and Arcadia prays to the fog god in secret, letting the black fog fall from the sky and destroy Minosk's soul, no one will be able to get the truth.

　Unfortunately, that idiot Minosk was too stubborn. He actually wanted to have a meaningless duel with that human... He even warned Arkady not to do it...

　Therefore, Arcadia waited until Minosk was nearly destroyed by that human before he finally had the opportunity to destroy his soul.

　The thrilling thing is that Merlin's guests still read some fragments from his soul.

　But luckily, those snippets aren't important.

　After all, it was Arcadia who had used provocation to subtly hint to the two Merlin guests in the conversation that "the royal court was not reliable", thus making the two girls take tougher measures.

　Arkady had known about the girl's methods for a long time, after all, Salina had been in contact with him.

　Taking advantage of the Royal Court Trial and the two girls' expedition to the Earth's core to defeat the evil of sorrow, Arcadia finally gained precious time and was able to extract all the remaining anchors from the obsidian altar.

　These anchor points are woven together, enough to make Serena's spirit body indestructible, thus accommodating a portion of the power of the angel level.

　As for the rest, once she gained power, she would simply sacrifice the entire royal court, the Fire Dragon Tribe, and Massena...ah, maybe it was too much.