The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God Book 01 Chapter 04.04 - Northern District's Haze

Xing Mo raised her head and saw Senior Alice's dark red eyes.

Her bearing was neither "commanding" nor did it convey "it's for your own good", but was rather an expression of "inquiry and consultation."

She believes she has stated the danger clearly. Now it is up to Xing Mo to decide.

Ha... highly protective but never overprotective during critical junctions, Senior Alice has always been this way.

Xing Mo smiled and then nodded: "I want to do it. In fact, I have learned some combat skills before, Senior Alice."

Seeing that Xing Mo has made up her mind, Alice nodded: "In that case, I will watch over you. If you're in any danger—" Alice turned to look at Blackwood, "I will go down and help you."

"As you please, Ms. Bellkeeper." Blackwood waved his hands helplessly.

At this moment, Aurora's voice sounded in Xing Mo's mind: "I will treat you to a glass of sweet iced tea if you win."

Xing Mo curled her lips, the pressed her brand and replied in her mind: "Young Ancestor, are you playing?"

"I think it's quite amusing, similar to watching crickets fight. You're my little cricket."

"Then if the cricket wins, shouldn't the owner give it some reward?" Xing Mo suddenly thought of something.

"Reward? Hmm... what reward do you want? Oh, right... let's do it this way! If you win, I won't drain you tonight."

Not draining me is considered a reward? Good heavens! This is akin to a marketplace raising its prices before a promotion and then lowering them, creating an illusion of a bargain, deceiving people into opening their purses!

What sort of Evil God are you? Why are you stealing a Church? You should start a factory together with merchants from the White Tower District.

Xing Mo grumbled in her heart, before replying in her mind: "This isn't enough. Do you dare to play bigger?"

"Play bigger?" Aurora appeared to be interested, "How big are we talking?"

"If I win, let me drain you at night." Xing Mo spoke while stressing each syllable. When she was done speaking, she found that Aurora fell silent.

She wouldn't be angry... Xing Mo mused.

However, Aurora quickly gave a response: "Okay."

What? The lass actually agreed?

While Xing Mo was surprised, the audience suddenly burst into thunderous cheers.

She looked toward the arena and found that the loli had accurately stabbed her dagger into the neck of the burly man, then pulled it out abruptly.

Blood sputtered on her short gray hair, but she remained unfazed.

So... so bloody... Xing Mo swallowed, then turned and saw Aurora show her a glittering smile.

"The outcome is out! Soul Cleaver Aria has achieved six consecutive victories tonight! With just one more victory, she will be tonight's champion and regain her freedom!"

"Who is the last opponent she will face? A small fry?! Or a new dark horse?! Let's wait and see!"

As an impassioned commentary sounded, Blackwood clapped his hands: "It's your turn, miss. By the way, what should I call you?"

"Xing Sheng." Xing Mo murmured.

She nodded at Senior Alice and Aurora—the latter, pretending to be a good younger sister, squeezed out a few tears and hugged her.

Then, she went down to the arena and stepped onto the yellow soil.

"Let's start tonight's final fight! Now! Entering the arena is..."

The commentator suddenly stumbled. Obviously, Xing Mo's entry was a sudden change and wasn't on his register.

However, the experienced commentator quickly came up with an angle: "... is the Dark Witch!"

Xing Mo nearly spat out blood. What kind of shitty title is this? Just because I'm wearing a black robe...

"The Dark Witch vs the Soul Cleaver! Who will be the winner of this fight? Who will be tonight's champion?!"

The audience erupted into shouts, their emotions strung high.

Xing Mo looked at Soul Cleaver opposite of her. At this moment, the more than 1.4-meter tall little lass was panting heavily.

Her face was stained with the challenger's blood, and her gray eyes were flickering with a strong murderous intent.

Anyhow, this format isn't fair...

If I remember correctly, that lass's name is Aria.

Looking at Aria's tired appearance, Xing Mo couldn't help but complain in her heart that the format was really unfair. It didn't take into consideration the contestants' achievements. The only thing that mattered was who won the seventh match.

But, this looks like quite the sight... it's like watching an old and tired lion being brutally humiliated by a house cat...

"Aria." Xing Mo fished out her wand from her robe, "Do you want to rest for a moment?"

She doesn't want to kill the other party. She plans to take it easy.

Aria, however, responded with an indifferent expression: "You're dead."

In the next moment, Xing Mo felt a burst of pressure coming from behind.

She turned and saw her shadow being torn open, and a dagger's black ray struck—

Buzz—

Xing Mo immediately played strings, and a mass of wind enveloped in fire burst out and blew her backwards, a distance away.

The black ray streaked through the place where Xing Mo had just stood. If she were just a second late, her throat would have been slit open.

This lass... is strong! Xing Mo creased her eyebrows, then turned the wand in her slender fingers and started playing.

She moved the wand in the air like an elegant conductor, and string notes rose. Three fire ripples merged into a pure white blaze.

Xing Mo grabbed the white blaze and squeezed it hard, causing fiery lines of light to break out on her body—

—three string magic, Eyes of Light.

The power of the string of fire flowed into her body and promoted her physical attributes, and she entered a state of affinity with the string of fire.

When Xing Mo opened her eyes again, her emerald green eyes emitted a brilliant gold light, like magma in the depths of the earth, like the searing sun above the White Tower.

Before her scorching gaze had stopped on Aria, the young girl bent down and sprinted out, and the dagger in her hand spun rapidly, creating a black mist that plunged the surroundings into darkness.

Xing Mo calmly held her wand and then snapped her fingers—

Boom—

Two string magic Star Blaze erupted, and—impacted by Xing Mo being in a state of affinity with the string of fire—a barrage of sparks flew out like shooting stars.

Aria stopped in her tracks and covered herself with her robe, and then was engulfed by flames—

Boom—

By the time the flames dissipated, she disappeared from the arena.

Xing Mo didn't panic. Although, in order to avoid exposing herself, she was limited to three string magic, but her combat experience as a Bellkeeper was no joke.

She strolled leisurely in the arena and swept the area with her eyes, which at the moment resemble molten gold.

She soon caught a slight disharmony in the shadows—

Swoosh—

Xing Mo waved her wand, and sparks burst out in the space above the shadows and tore them apart.

Aria emerged from the shadows and then shot toward Xing Mo like an arrow, and the dagger in her hand burned with black fire—

Swoosh—

Xing Mo dodged the first strike. She played strings, and a Lightblade condensed in her left hand.

As Aria swung her dagger for the second time. Xing Mo swung the blade made of gold light in her left hand, and the two collided in the air—

Clang—

When the blades collided, brilliant sunlight swallowed up the shadow on Aria dagger.

A scorching heat passed through the dagger, and the young girl's hand suddenly emitted sizzling sounds.

"Ah...!"

Aria let out a scream and let got of the dagger, and a scorching gale knocked her to the ground.

In the next second, a wand landed on her neck.

"You lost, surrender."

Aria lifted her head and met a pair of emerald green eyes—Xing Mo gazed at her gently, as if she were a puppy that fell into water.

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