The Villain Saint is my secondary account

The mother fish continued her rampage, carving a tunnel through the dense urban area.

A few minutes later, the running mother fish once again swung her powerful forelimbs and smashed the houses blocking her way. At this moment, she could see the ocean she longed for was not far ahead.

Rushing down that cliff and leaping into the sea, freedom awaits.

Just then, the mother fish's round, large eyes suddenly reflected many round, red-lacquered wooden barrels rolling towards them from the front.

"boom"

A series of dazzling flashes suddenly erupted. These small gunpowder barrels naturally did not cause much harm to the mother fish, but the momentary dazzle and the erupting smoke and dust slightly obstructed her vision.

Once she emerged from the smoke, the mother fish saw a row of black cannons lined up on the cliff in front of her, their muzzles pointed at her.

These were originally the armed forces of Storm Harbor to deal with enemies from the sea, but most of the guards had already fled, so the members of the Fishermen's Guild seized them and used them to deal with the crazed fish mother.

Hu Sen, the bald leader of the fishermen's association, stood in the center of the cannon array, raised one hand high, and swung it down sharply in the direction from which the mother fish was attacking.

"fire!"

With deafening cannon fire, the intense flashes of light illuminated Hussen's forehead, making it shine.

The cannonballs, raining down like raindrops, struck the mother fish, causing bursts of deep blue blood to erupt as if a hundred flowers were blooming.

The mother fish then let out a piercing howl, staggered with her forearms, and fell headfirst to the ground.

But in the torrential rain, the hideous and pale wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it soon got up again, swaying, and continued to rush towards the sea cliff.

[Saintess's Dog 2015: No, I can't hold on. I can only fire one more round of cannon fire and it will still charge.]

Ella naturally understood this, but she didn't need them to stop her for long, just a little bit so she could catch up with the big fish.

[Late Night Snack: Stop setting off firecrackers, everyone get back to the bridge now!]

In that brief moment of delay, Ella, who had been left behind, finally caught up with the mother fish after a leap.

Then, Ella took a deep breath and stomped her feet hard on the ground again.

This time, however, black flames gathered beneath him.

The erupting flames caused a violent explosion that blasted half of the rooftop into flying rubble, while also generating a powerful thrust that sent Ella flying like a cannonball.

The silver-haired girl, trailing a fiery tail, leaped at high speed and instantly overtook the fish mother crawling forward on the street. Several slender tentacles then shot out from under her cloak and hooked onto the chimney diagonally in front of her.

Using the resilience of her tentacles pulling on the chimney, Ella's body swung around 180 degrees in mid-air like a pendulum.

The petite body rushed towards the running mother fish in mid-air, just like a bird spreading its wings and crashing into a train moving at full speed.

Facing the colossal catfish head, Ella spread her arms and tore the scythe formed from her tentacles in two. Her small hands suddenly swelled into wolf claws covered in white fur.

Tentacles wrapped around and reinforced his arms, while his claws clenched into fists that glowed with black flames.

The rushing wind tousled the girl's loose hair as she charged headlong into the massive catfish that crashed into her.

With a sharp shout, Ella swung her slender arms and slammed her fiery fists into the head of the charging catfish.

“Stop it!!!”

The power of the three divine authorities converged at this moment, and time seemed to stand still.

Then, the earth trembled, and the dissipated shockwave suddenly erupted in a fan shape.

A surge of wind pressure erupted, and in the blink of an eye, buildings in a small section of the city were blown into a jumble of wood chips and gravel by the wind carrying black flames.

Even the citizens who had gathered at a distance and fled to the bridge were swept away and overturned.

A deafening roar, almost piercing eardrums, echoed through the sky. Citizens collapsed to the ground, shielding their eyes from the wind, and shakily raised their heads.

Among them were many players who were horrified when they saw the ruins of the town center in the distance.

Hu Sen, who was even closer, was clinging tightly to a member of the Seven Stars Society, his pupils trembling. "My God, you guys were telling me that woman wasn't the God of War?"

At the epicenter of the explosion, Ella's small body was also blown to the ground, tumbling and spinning several times before disappearing into the ruins.

The mother fish's enormous body bounced backward off the ground, crashing into the dust with a loud bang.

Almost half of its head was smashed into a dark blue paste, with only half of its forelimbs still burning with black flames.

Only the fish tail continued to twitch incessantly amidst the torrential rain.

Then, black silt, like ocean waves, surged from the gaps in the ruins, completely engulfing the enormous creature lying on the ground with only half a fish head remaining.

Chapter Ninety-One: A Frail Body

"boom!"

At this moment.

In the Wind Chaser's Castle in the southern district, Eileen, who was pretending to make a wish while facing her birthday cake but actually stalling for time, was startled by a sudden loud noise that made her shoulders tremble.

Archbishop Vanessa of the Ocean Sanctuary, who was standing at the edge of the banquet hall and preparing to bestow her blessing upon Eileen, was also startled and almost dropped her staff.

Inside the tightly closed banquet hall, the guests looked around in surprise.

"Oh sea god above, what has happened?"

"Could it be thunder? That's so loud, my God."

Eileen couldn't help but press her pounding chest. She was already very nervous, and this thunderclap almost scared her to death.

"Miss Eileen, so your wish isn't over yet?"

A light, melodious voice suddenly appeared in her ear, and Eileen trembled like a kitten again, then looked at the "Saintess" staring at her expressionlessly from the other side.

"Ah, this, Your Majesty," Eileen chuckled awkwardly, "I...I have quite a few wishes, I'm afraid the Sea God won't hear me..."

Oh no, did I take too long? She's angry.

"Then you don't need to make the promise," the saintess said coldly, her eyes slightly lowered.

"Huh?" Before Eileen could react, she suddenly saw a squad of fully armed silver-armored knights rushing into the banquet hall.

"What... what's going on, Your Majesty!?" Eileen's expression changed slightly, but she already knew that this guy was about to cause trouble, so she stood up and tried to run away.

But the next second, a magic circle appeared beneath her feet, and several golden chains rose from the ground, suddenly binding Eileen's slender body.

"Ah!" Eileen struggled and twisted her body, but was dragged back to the table by the chains. "Your Holiness?! What are you doing?!"

The guests in the hall were completely bewildered. "What's going on?" "My God, why are there so many Templar Knights?!" "Your Majesty, what are you doing..."

The duke's son, Simon, immediately stood up indignantly, pointing at the saintess, "Stop! Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're a saint..."

However, the saintess merely glared at the arrogant young master, her thin lips slightly parted:

"Shut up."

The righteous cry came to an abrupt end.

Simon then turned pale and shakily sat back down in his seat.

The terrifying magic, like an invisible wave, swept through the entire hall in the blink of an eye.

The banquet hall fell silent for a moment, and even the musician who was playing the saxophone halfway through his song held his breath.

“Eileen Maltz,” the saintess said slowly as she looked at Eileen, “the Holy Church suspects that the Maltz family is colluding with an evil god and attempting to blaspheme the sea god. Now, in accordance with imperial law and the Holy Church’s doctrine, you will be put on a heretical trial.”

"What...what are you saying, Your Grace?!" Eileen's eyes widened. "You...you're slandering me!"

The saint did not answer, but gently beckoned with her finger toward the doorway beside her.

But then they saw two Templar Knights escorting a figure out from between the stone pillars of the porch.

No, to be precise, it can no longer be considered a "human" figure.

That thing was a deformed creature covered in fish scales, with its phalanges connected by a thin membrane to form webs, and white gills growing on both sides of its neck.

The pale, lifeless eyes were squeezed among a dense mass of thin, black-seeming follicles, making one want to vomit at just one glance.

But what's most eye-catching is the unexpectedly form-fitting and luxurious dark blue aristocratic dress the monster is wearing.

The family crest with three wavy lines on its chest, along with the three gold embroidered borders on its shoulders, all signify the wearer's extraordinary rank.

Clearly, this is Count Malz's clothing.

"This...this couldn't be the Earl...!?"

"Oh my God, by the great sea god!"

"Oh, this is terrible!"

A group of high-ranking officials and nobles immediately began to discuss the matter with horrified expressions, while Eileen stared at the fishman dressed in count's attire, her mind suddenly going blank.

This is...my father?

As if her bones had been suddenly removed, the bewildered girl collapsed to the ground.

No... impossible... no...

Deep down, she desperately hoped this was all a conspiracy by the saintess, that it wasn't real, that it was a lie, pure fabrication...

But she sensed it the moment she saw the fish-man.

That seems to be... her father.

A grief that rose instantly like a tidal wave overwhelmed all thoughts and emotions.

So much so that she sat on the ground like a piece of wood, completely motionless.

They didn't even have the will to resist the saintess.

But beneath her expressionless face, the saintess was now seething with anger.

He was furious that the pawn he had arranged for blasphemy had inexplicably disappeared.

Betrayal? Escape?

Considering that the connection with the Fish Mother was severed after that loud noise, could it be that those damned remnants of that lousy guild have pulled some kind of trick again?

How dare a bunch of lowly mortals interfere with my plans now that Ella Haviere is gone!?

So the saintess merely glanced at Eileen, who seemed to have lost her soul, then suppressed her anger and waved her hand, signaling the Templar Knights beside her to take the girl away.

"stop!"

Just then, a delicate cry, trembling in her voice, suddenly rang out.

But then a girl with long blue hair, wearing a bishop's robe, stood trembling in front of Eileen, holding a staff in both hands.

Vanessa, the current Archbishop of the Oceanic Sanctuary whom no one paid any attention to, actually mustered up the courage to stand in front of her friend.

"You...you imposter saint, you're not allowed to slander Irene!" Vanessa's hands were trembling, but looking at the bewildered Ocean Sanctuary priestess Aurora beside her, it was clear that the little one had made her own decision.

"Ah."

The saintess was so exasperated by the little guy that she laughed.

Throughout the entire banquet hall, from Malz's servants and mages to the guards, not a single person dared to challenge her authority at this moment.

This little thing, who can't even use the staff in his hand properly, actually dares to challenge her?

"I'm a little curious, who told you I was an imposter?"

However, what this little thing just said was quite interesting.

The saintess narrowed her eyes slightly, lifted her foot, and slowly walked forward.

Vanessa's confident demeanor clearly indicates that someone has spoken to her.

She's going to make that useless bishop summon those troublesome ants, and this time, she'll wipe them out completely.

"You...you stay away...my knights, what are you all watching from the sidelines?!" Vanessa was on the verge of tears as the saintess approached step by step.

The high priest he trusted remained unmoved, and the Ocean Templar Knights standing nearby showed no intention of intervening or helping.

She was just a weak bishop who had taken her place, and the staff she held belonged to someone else; she couldn't even use many water spells.

As the saintess narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her hand, and a golden light shone from her fingertips as she pointed it at Vanessa's forehead, she said, "It seems you also intend to protect heretics who collude with evil gods?"

“I…I…” Vanessa sobbed, but her small body refused to give way to the dazed Eileen behind her.

"I told her that. What, you disagree? You're a fake?"

Chapter Ninety-Two: The Fourth Regimental Commander

A lazy voice sounded.