The Villain Saint is my secondary account

The magical power from the bloodline of the miracle sorcerer resonated faintly with the space in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, Ye Xiao, who was still falling below, had arrived in front of the astonished Freya.

Before the girl could react, Ye Xiao's beast-transformed right fist slammed into Freya's face with unparalleled ferocity.

One second the god was high and mighty, the next he was shot into the rubble at the top of the tower like a cannonball.

"How dare you!"

A surge of azure magical energy suddenly erupted from the ruins at the top of the tower, and Freya's figure, slowly healing her injuries, floated out from within, with the enormous crystal ball located in the center of the tower's platform behind her.

The girl's face was contorted with rage. She raised her hands, and the golden threads emanating from her body converged into sharp, spider-leg-like structures and a pair of outstretched wings.

She suddenly leaped up, her wings flapping like a giant wolf spider spreading its arms to stab at Ye Xiao.

Seeing the metal spikes coming from all directions, Ye Xiao suddenly threw the staff in his hand at Freya's face.

In the next instant, countless sharp spikes shot out with a whooshing sound, but they only made a metallic clanging sound as they collided with each other, and the figure that should have been there suddenly disappeared.

Freya's eyes widened as she saw Ye Xiao, who had somehow already gripped his staff and pressed it against her again.

The powerful beast-like fist slammed into Freya's face once again. The poor girl hadn't been out for long before she was punched back to the top of the tower, which was now almost in ruins.

Before the other party could even appear, Ye Xiao waved his staff and a resident of Hope Town, who had been flying in the distance, suddenly appeared at his feet.

He stepped on the opponent's back and pushed off forcefully, using the momentum to propel himself towards the tower along with Freya, who had been knocked away.

Freya had just used the metal arms that grew from her body to support herself as she stepped out from a pile of collapsed boulders when her vision was once again filled by Ye Xiao's hairy fist.

"boom"

With a muffled thud, the girl's delicate figure, along with a string of broken brass limbs, burst through the wall from the other side of the tower, her flying form accompanied by wisps of dust and rubble.

Ignoring the blood streaming down her face, Freya flicked her wrist, sending out several golden threads that wrapped around the carvings on the tower's outer wall. She then spun around in the air.

Almost simultaneously, Ye Xiao smashed through the wall with a punch, and his beast-like, muscular figure rushed to Freya's previous location.

Freya, who was still relieved to have dodged a punch, suddenly saw a wooden staff floating on her shoulder and falling through the air with her body.

Then Ye Xiao, like a ghost, appeared beside the staff, his huge hand gripping the handle.

Seeing Ye Xiao's mocking gaze, the girl who had become a god showed a look of panic for the first time.

Another punch landed squarely on his face. His head, which had been reinforced with all his might, was finally smashed into a pool of blood mist like a tomato at the last moment by the repeated beatings. The stone wall behind him was also punched with a hole by the force of the punch.

Even so, golden threads began to emerge from the gap in Freya's shoulder again, slowly weaving into the shape of a skull, seemingly still recovering.

However, Ye Xiao did not intend to kill Freya. Seeing that she could not recover for a while, he stomped on her and used the momentum to leap up, running towards the top of the tower like a wild beast by stepping on the vertical outer wall.

After all, even a manticore that was split in two was still alive and kicking, so a headshot wouldn't be a big deal for Freya.

Of course, this was just Ye Xiao's guess; his ultimate goal was still the crystal ball at the top of the tower.

Two manticores roared and fell side by side from the sky in an attempt to stop Ye Xiao, but Ye Xiao simply threw his staff upwards and flashed between the two manticores.

Before the two round lion heads could react, Ye Xiao punched them both, sending them tumbling through the air, scraping against the tower's stone walls, and flying away amidst a cloud of dust and rubble.

【2: 04】

Ye Xiao leaped high from the top of the tower towards the crystal ball, but was abruptly bounced back into the air by the azure magic that exploded from the top of the tower.

Countless winged alchemical guards and townspeople intertwined, bursting out of the blasted hole and converging like a tidal wave towards Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao threw a punch to meet the attack, and the fierce force that swept down through the crowd turned the top of the crowd into fireworks of scattered metal limbs.

But the metal parts that had fallen to the ground were quickly drawn back to the crowd that was surging upwards like a fountain, as if attracted by a magnet.

With a loud bang, the floor at the top of the tower was ripped open, and Freya, whose face was still half bone, spread her wings and soared into the sky.

She raised her hands upwards, and thousands of alchemical guardians flew through the air, converging into a long dragon of people.

Two scorpion lions also flew up from under the tower, flapping their wings and returning to the head of the long dragon. The formation of tens of thousands of evolved creatures simultaneously let out a deafening roar.

Ye Xiao exhaled a breath of stale air, gripped the staff in his hand, and chanted incantations:

“Great God, I pray to you, grant me the sword of judgment to punish evil and uphold justice, and grant me the sacred fire to purify all defilement.”

Praying to Ella doesn't require so many formalities; you can just say whatever you want.

As he finished speaking, black flames reignited at the tip of the staff in his palm.

He used his continuous spiritual power to apply restraint, and the black flames that shot into the sky gradually contracted and condensed, forming the shape of a blade.

Freya flapped her wings to protect the giant crystal ball, her azure magic gathering in her hands before merging into the long, metallic dragon.

The long dragon was enveloped by the energy of the entire earth, and like a giant sharp cone rising from the ground, it rushed towards Ye Xiao, who was falling from the sky.

Facing the imposing and powerful crowd gathered below, Ye Xiao took a deep breath, gripped the staff handle, and fiercely drew his sword.

The blade formed from the divine flames of the Fire God, wielded by the body transformed by Cynthia's divine power, was the most ferocious strike Ye Xiao had ever unleashed in his two lifetimes.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and the scene between heaven and earth was ripped open by the blade's light, which could split mountains and cleave seas.

The black straight line that tore through the sky cleaved the long dragon of thousands of people head-on, sliced ​​through the layers of protection Freya had laid out, and cut through the huge crystal ball covered with magic circuits.

The sheer force of the impact cleaved the towering structure in two, and the aftershocks even carved a deep, bottomless ravine into the ground of Hope Town.

With that slash, the gold coins in Ye Xiao's hand flashed wildly like light bulbs. Even the super-fast recovery skill bestowed by the Demon God couldn't keep up with the speed at which Ye Xiao squandered them.

Heaven knows how many mana bars Ye Xiao lost with that one strike.

As the blue magic dissipated, the long dragon collapsed, and tens of thousands of townspeople and two dying manticores burning with black flames fell like raindrops down from the tower.

Chapter Fifty-Three Mother

The tower collapsed, smoke and dust filled the air, and specks of blue dust, like starlight, floated on the broken crystals, gradually dissipating into the air.

The residents of Hope Town lay on the ground, piece by piece, the once fairytale-like town shattered beyond recognition by a hideous crack.

Freya knelt on the ground, her long, light golden hair disheveled and draped over her shoulders. Her stunned and dazed expression was exactly the same as Ye Xiao's after he unleashed that sword strike outside the settlement.

Ye Xiao discarded the staff, which had been burned to a mere half-wooden stick due to overloading, and looked at the chaotic scene. Recalling Luo Er's dying words, a sentence suddenly popped into his mind for some reason—"Look at what you've saved!"

Well, to be honest, I acted in self-defense, so you really can't blame me... Ye Xiao found a reasonably satisfactory reason for himself, hoping that Luo Er's spirit in heaven could forgive him—of course, the premise is that the alchemical golem also has a "spirit in heaven".

【1: 54】

Ye Xiao glanced at the system panel; the countdown was stuck there, motionless, but it hadn't disappeared, which kept him on his guard.

He deactivated Cynthia's beast-like abilities, but the light emanating from the gold coins in his hand dimmed as a result.

Huh, why are the gold coins useless? My mental energy hasn't fully recovered yet.

Finding that Mammon's gold coin in his hand seemed to have lost its effect, Ye Xiao held it and tried to activate it a few more times.

[No cost to pay]

The system provided a helpful reminder.

Hiss... What exactly was the price? How did it suddenly disappear?

Ye Xiao searched himself up and down, and felt that he didn't seem to be missing any parts.

Could it be that the demon god took my soul...? Ye Xiao pondered, but didn't feel that anything was wrong with her.

Strange, what exactly did the God of Greed pay as a price?

Suddenly, Ye Xiao seemed to realize something and hurriedly rubbed the space ring on his finger with his thumb.

The incoming spiritual energy revealed that the ring was almost empty.

Holy crap... where are my gold coins...?

What happened to the tens of thousands of gold coins I kept in my ring?

Ye Xiaoren nearly burst out laughing. He'd bankrupted the God of Evolution!

Even if Ella saved up that much money, it would still take her at least half a year!

Mammon, you bastard!!!

Ye Xiao then realized that he had fallen into the Greedy Demon God's treacherous scheme, and his face instantly turned pale.

In his distraught state, a translucent little girl floated past him.

What's going on... Am I hallucinating?

Ye Xiao's gaze followed the floating little girl and found that she had somehow managed to get to Freya, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't give me the second stage of fusion, or I'll really crack." Ye Xiao hurriedly picked up a tree branch from the ground and followed. His knife was broken and his staff was burned away, so a tree branch was better than nothing.

And it's not that peach wood branches can ward off ghosts; they might just chase away that ghostly little brat.

However, the translucent little girl did not transform into a fierce form and merge with Freya as Ye Xiao had imagined. She simply sat quietly on the ground, reaching out a small hand as if trying to stroke Freya's head.

Looking at it this way, the child does indeed look very much like Freya, with a porcelain doll-like cute face, long light golden curly hair, and emerald green eyes.

It's just a little strange that Freya has such a young younger sister...

"Mom..." Ye Xiao was still wondering when the little girl suddenly spoke.

ha?

Ye Xiao's lips twitched... This isn't her sister, it's her daughter?

Ah? ? ?

Freya's only seventeen?! What kind of plot is this?! Could it be that Evans, that beast...? No, this can't be! This isn't the Vatican! This can't be happening! It's too outrageous...

While Ye Xiao was still in a daze, he saw Freya slowly raise her head and try to hug the little girl with her arms, but unfortunately, her arms passed right through the girl's body as if they were touching thin air.

"Winnie." Freya's voice was gentle, and her emerald eyes were no longer as cold as before.

Azure smoke drifted from Freya's body, as if she were draped in a blue veil. In a daze, Ye Xiao seemed to see a woman's figure appear behind Freya.

The face formed by the smoke was somewhat blurry, but it was clear that it resembled Freya's face, only appearing to be more mature.

"You're not Freya?" Ye Xiao finally seemed to understand something.

“My name is also ‘Freya,’ but… perhaps it’s not the same Freya you know.” Freya slowly turned her gaze to Ye Xiao, her magic spreading into the air like rising steam. Her humanity seemed to be slowly returning, no longer the arrogant goddess she once was.

Ye Xiao nodded gently, "You are... Freya's mother?"

Freya smiled, her gaze gentle and kind, but there seemed to be a bitter taste in her mouth.

“Evans named her after me, perhaps for this day.”

The strange magic power emanating from the other party was dissipating. Clearly, once the power originating from the authority of the new god completely dissipated, this mother would also disappear.

Ye Xiao remained silent for a long time, with a thousand words to say, but in the end he could only sigh and say, "...I'm sorry."

Ye Xiao herself couldn't explain why she was sad.

Perhaps it was the tragedy in the cabin in the woods, perhaps it was Freya's troubled past, or perhaps it was Evans's madness that led to everything that has happened since...

Now that things have come to this, it's not hard to see that Evans' grand plan to become a god also clearly includes the intention to resurrect his mother, who met such a tragic end.

“No need to apologize, child. You did the right thing.” Freya smiled, raised her hand, and wanted to gently stroke the little girl’s head.

Although her palms were actually touching the air, the little girl squinted and lowered her head, as if she could feel her mother's touch.

“Four-year-old Winnie witnessed everything from behind the door and was killed by Evans. Freya in the cradle was too young, so she was only taken away as a tool to resurrect me.” The figure behind Freya gradually thinned out, and her voice gradually became ethereal and faint, “To this day, my only regret is that I was unable to protect my daughter.”

Ye Xiao watched quietly as the pale blue figure gradually rose and dissipated. The overflowing magic power finally vanished without a trace, leaving only drifting dust in the air.

“Winnie…and Freya…this farewell is forever.”

Freya's hand slowly fell to her sides, her eyes slightly closed on her porcelain doll-like face, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.

Her lips trembled slightly, as if she were muttering something.

The ghostly, transparent little girl was still sitting on the ground with her head down, her short arms nestled against Freya's body, seemingly still trying to feel her mother's touch.

"Ugh."

Ye Xiao sighed, took off his tattered black cloak, and covered Freya with it.

Evans is crazy, and he loves Freya very much.

However, Ye Xiao, who holds a different stance, is determined to stop this divine descent.

This is tantamount to him killing Freya's last remaining family member in the world.

Of course, having witnessed many storms, Ye Xiao understood that this was not his fault, but he still couldn't help feeling a sense of frustration that was hard to dispel.

He raised his head and looked up at the majestic imperial city hanging upside down on the other side of the sky, where the huge magic array and blue barrier were still in operation.

Next, it's time for another version of myself to end it all.