Chapter 574 I just want to have sex for free (a 10,000-word chapter, please subscribe)
“How about it, did you give him the thing?”
It is dark in the deepest part of the bottomless abyss. In the environment, two creepy huge red eyes look down at the spider goddess Rose.
You don’t need to ask to know that the owner of the eyes is the will of the abyss plane called "Urgashek".
But unlike his usual cold and unemotional reaction, he seemed to be a little more excited and expectant today, so much so that his voice and intonation had very obvious ups and downs.
Rose was keenly aware of this, and immediately put one hand on her chest, bowed slightly and responded: "Yes, according to your instructions, I personally stuffed the abyss fragment into Soth's hand.
But the price was that one of my incarnations was destroyed
And because of this, the gods of the Gray Eagle plane jointly restricted me from appearing in this world or descending for at least five hundred years. Any incarnation, projection, saint.
That damn guy took my relationship with you as a threat and put all the dirty water and fault on my head in front of the gods of Os. .
What’s even worse is that I have enemies with many lords, including Grazt.”
When she mentioned this matter, the Spider Goddess suddenly became furious.
Obviously, after Zuo Si left, she was besieged by the Gray Eagle gods including the sun god Pelor, and even the incarnation of Advent was destroyed.
Although due to the monopoly on the faith of the dark elves, even if they are restricted from entering this plane for five hundred years, it will not have much impact.
After all, the connection of faith and the granting of divine magic can proceed as usual.
But the problem is that the little Rose has never suffered such a loss. The whole time she stayed in the deep pit magic net, she became more and more angry and crazy, but there was no way to get back.
To be precise, after seeing with her own eyes the frenzied fighting power of Khorne Angel Zariel and the brutal act of eating a demon demigod alive in a live performance, it really made her feel frightened.
The goddess is not sure whether the drow warrior demigod Siventam, who follows her orders, can withstand this big devil who has already established a great reputation in bloody battles in a head-on battle.
What's even worse is that Rose suddenly discovered that planeswalkers can actually summon the gods and their incarnations of Faerûn across planes.
She simply couldn’t imagine that if Zuo Si tied this ability to the huge network of relationships behind him, and then led the gods of Faerun to start a cross-dimensional missionary and conquest mode, what would happen? What a terrifying sight.
You must know that not every material plane has gods, and not every place with gods can reach the intensity of Toril or the world of Greyhawk.
When a suitable material plane is found, a large number of incarnations of medium or even powerful gods will descend directly. It is surprising that the gods who have not yet developed can withstand it.
Once this alliance grows like a snowball, it makes people feel numb just thinking about it.
But fortunately, from Zuo Si's series of actions, Rose did not notice that the other party had such a plan for the time being.
Otherwise, she might be on pins and needles now.
It’s a pity that Urgashek is obviously not interested in this complaint at all.
To be precise, no one in the entire universe knows better than him what the demons bred in his body and the chaotic evil gods living in the abyss are, and they all have nothing to do but look for them. It happened, and every now and then, he would be fucked back to his hometown in a very humiliating way.
Especially the Spider Goddess Rose before her, who has been making small moves against the Elf God System since her fall.
Not only did he secretly create an artifact called [Rose of Kirashar] to corrupt the elven gods.
And he also formulated a very insidious and cunning plan. He planned to first assassinate Corellon so that he could not exert his full strength normally, and then contact a large group of allies, including the orc gods, to recruit Arfandor to defeat the entire elven gods. Tie.
That is to say, Corellon is more nostalgic for old feelings, and at the same time his temper is relatively mild among all the powerful powers.
Otherwise, with Rose's torment method, she might have died several times.
But Zuo Si obviously wasn't used to this spider goddess' bad habits, and always fought back immediately when she was offended.
So from the moment he secretly revealed information about the abyss fragments to Grazt, Urgashek knew that Rose would definitely suffer a big loss this time.
As expected, he became the public enemy of the gods in the Greyhawk world.
Avatars, saints and projections are not allowed to come for five hundred years, which is basically equivalent to cutting off all possibilities for her to make big moves.
After being silent for about a few minutes, Urgashek said bluntly: "I don't care about your little actions during the transaction, nor am I interested. I just want to know where Soth took the fragments and why he is here now. You haven’t studied it or even touched it yet?”
“You haven’t started touching and studying it yet?”
Rose was stunned for a moment, then guessed with a thoughtful expression. : "Maybe he is more cautious. After all, this guy has always been very careful no matter what he does, and I suspect that he has hidden his body long ago and has been using some kind of clone ability."
"But The problem is, I can no longer feel the existence of the fragment.
It has been taken away from this universe.
It felt like I was trying to kill three Eldrazi Titans, but couldn't find their physical or mental form.
Obviously, Soth left the universe with the fragments and completely cut off my perception through the dark space. ”
Ulgashek spoke out the problem that troubled him very simply.
Because this was a situation he had never encountered before, and his perception ability was different from that of the gods in this universe. Likewise, there is no way to cross the mysterious dark void.
Although the planeswalker's land cards can form some kind of spatial connection, it is achieved through sparks.
And the spark also has some of the qualities of the dark void to a certain extent.
"Sorry, I can't help with this kind of thing. If you want to talk to him face to face, the most appropriate opportunity is when he comes to fulfill his agreement to seal the three Eldrazi Titans."< br>
After saying that, Rose once again put one hand on her chest and bowed to the supreme Will of the Abyss, and then returned to the Abyss Demonic Network that she ruled.
Although Zuo Si's almost table-turning threat made her very angry and annoyed, it was still far from her unforgettable hatred for her "ex-husband" Corellon.
In the eyes of the spider goddess, the several small conflicts with Zuo Si can only be regarded as tests and games at best, while the war with the elves and gods is the real endless war.
The huge red eyes floating at the bottom of the abyss watched Rose leave, and he quickly disappeared without a trace.
......
At the same time, far away in the secret stronghold established by Shane VII in another world, three planeswalkers were silently staring at the abyss fragments placed on the table. Trance.
To be precise, it should be the projection of two planeswalkers plus one planeswalker.
The mastermind separated a piece of his own brain tissue at this moment, and used transformation magic to shape it into the image of a girl exactly like Isadora.
The unique light of sparks shone brightly on her chest.
Xia En VII next to him is in a worse situation. Almost half of the legendary magic - the demi-lich's physical body has been destroyed, or it has been eroded by the power of the abyss and turned into a half-human, half-demon form. .
Especially the second demon head that bifurcated from its neck, opening its mouth to giggle like a lunatic, and speaking some puzzling Abyssal language from time to time.
"How do you feel now?"
Zuo Si stared at the books placed on the table that were constantly emitting black and red mist and light and asked without looking back.
Xia En VII replied with a wry smile: "It's terrible.
I felt as if my consciousness, mind and soul were torn apart at the moment just now.
Fortunately My true soul is preserved in the phylactery
And the spark also gives me a certain degree of protection
otherwise it will be 100% corroded and distorted by some powerful will
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I can't believe that a madman like you actually made a deal with the will of the abyss plane to get such a dangerous thing. "
While speaking, the demilich raised his hand and aimed at his other head and shot the extremely effective [Dissociation Technique], which directly turned the guy who kept making noise into a puddle of powder, and also The whole body collapsed, revealing the skull embedded with gems.
Obviously, this was his real body.
Zuo Si smiled and asked: "Why not. ? As long as the price is right, I'm willing to make a deal with anyone, even a staunch enemy. What's more, I only paid a small price in this transaction. "
"But the question is how to deal with this fragment of the abyss? With the level of the Mastermind Planeswalker Spark and I, we cannot draw any energy from it, let alone read the forbidden knowledge stored in it. ”
There was a hint of helplessness in Xia En VII's tone.
Obviously, he and the mastermind have already tried it just now, and failed without exception.
"Don't worry. Put it here first, and I will come and deal with it naturally after I recover from hibernation. And this thing is obviously sent here deliberately by the will of the bottomless abyss for testing. I Now I am becoming more and more interested in him."
After that, Zuo Si carefully wrapped the fragments in the form of books with the piece of silk.
After a simple test, it can be basically determined that if you don't have enough strength, anyone who wants to read, understand and absorb the contents of this book will have the same result as committing suicide.
Xia En VII nodded thoughtfully: "That's all it can do now. But are you sure you want to put the abyss fragments in this world? Don't forget, we haven't completely seized control of this world yet. "
"It doesn't matter. If there are guys who are not afraid of death, let them steal it. Anyway, it won't be us who suffer in the end."
Zuo Si shrugged indifferently. Shrug your shoulders.
Are abyss fragments so easy to steal?
Stop it!
Once this thing is not controlled well, the core of the entire world will be eroded and distorted, and then transformed into a new abyss level.
The reactions of those gods with vigilance, fear and fear when seeing it are the best proof.
"Hahahaha! Okay, I admit that what you said makes sense. No matter what the world turns into in the end, it will provide us with enough energy." Shane VII couldn't help but laugh. .
Since breaking the shackles of space and becoming a planeswalker, he has become more and more aware of what true freedom is, and his character has naturally become extra open-minded, no longer as fussy as before.
After all, if you encounter failure in one world, the worst thing you can do is start over in a new world.
There are countless time and space in the multiverse, and you can always find one that suits you.
"Yes. No matter what the truth is about the original magic, whether it can really be used in the future, we can draw enough energy from this planet. By the way, Mastermind, your How is Bian's situation now? "
Zuo Si suddenly changed the subject and looked at the girl next to him who looked exactly like Isadora, but whose eyes revealed coldness and reason.
The mastermind replied without thinking: "Everything goes well.
I have used those lizardmen to transform mind flayers with a population of about six to seven million.
And the remaining 600 million were kept in captivity as slaves and food.
At this rate, it will take at most a few months to complete the transformation into a super mastermind.
As for strength, it should probably be able to compete with demigods. "
" Demigod? are you serious! "
Xia En VII was stunned on the spot.
Because he struggled for so long and failed to obtain the power of a demigod.
“Of course.
Psionic energy is different from arcane magic. It is an absolutely idealistic power, derived from the belief in the mind and even the soul.
In other words , as long as my mind is strong enough, I can fight against the divine power and not fall behind in the battle
What's more, every time I fuse a mind flayer's brain, my power will become stronger. .”
When he said these words, the mastermind's tone did not fluctuate at all. The ultimate indifference and rationality made people involuntarily get goosebumps.
Obviously, the aboriginal people who have occupied time and space, the lizard people, have now completely turned into captive livestock.
The mind flayers who think they are the masters are slightly more advanced animals.
Through "scientific" management of these livestock, resources are squeezed to the maximum extent and a steady stream of spiritual energy is provided to the main brain.
What's even more amazing is that both the lizardmen and the mind flayers can be transformed into a powerful army at any time.
In this regard, the mastermind's management and efficiency are no worse than the demon army of Baator Hell and the flesh and blood mechanical army of New Phyrexia.
And with the increase in the number of mind flayers, psychic technology has also begun to develop by leaps and bounds. Many psychic devices are no worse than those created by Shimmering Oil.
For example, in the world of Gray Eagle, the psychic detection that is enough to cover an entire continent can actually be directly replaced by psychic suggestion, charm, control, and even millions or tens of millions of people. people into the virtual world.
In addition, on the planet controlled by the master brain, more than a hundred shell ships have been built, and the brain pool of each battleship has the deputy brain classified from it.
This means that even if the mastermind carrying the spark is destroyed in the battle, she will not really die, she will just lose part of her huge body.
"Damn! Psionics sounds like cheating."
Xia En VII couldn't help but complain in a low voice.
He finally realized why Iolum, the great arcanist who created the golden age of Netheril, finally chose to fuse his consciousness with the mind flayer's mastermind and become The first mastermind lich in the history of Faerûn.
"If you want to be interested in this aspect, I have the professional information of the spiritual master here. You can merge with the previously captured mastermind through magic rituals." Zuo Si suggested with a smile.
Xia En VII obviously hesitated for a moment, but quickly shook his head and refused: "Forget it. Psionics are not suitable for me. I will continue to work in arcane magic honestly. The road goes dark.”
"What about soul energy? Are you interested in soul energy?" Zuo Si continued to ask with interest.
“Soul energy?”
Xia En VII’s tone revealed strong surprise.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, soul energy is the heavy magic invented and created by the genius great arcanist Karsus.
Its essence is to combine the original soul and Life energy is directly molded into spells for use
If using magic net to cast spells is equivalent to processing firewood into coal, and then putting it into an efficient furnace for maximum combustion and utilization, then soul energy is simply and crudely building a simple bonfire by dotting wood.
The most important thing is that the energy source used by soul energy is not your own soul and life energy, but borrowed from an infinite and huge source.
The more closely your soul is connected to this source, the greater the power you can draw from it.
How about it, doesn’t it sound interesting? "
Xia En VII's gem-encrusted skull floated up and shook slightly: "It's very interesting, but I also feel the huge risks involved. Normally, if a mortal directly connects to such a source, it will have an impact on himself, right? ”
"There is indeed a certain degree of danger.
But I can assure you that this danger is not at the same level as when you just touched the abyss fragment.
Here, this is about the soul.
If you are interested, you can give it a try."
After that, Zuo Si put the notes he had compiled on the table beside him.
"Okay, I will read it when I have time."
Xia En VII readily accepted Zuo Si's suggestion and put away several notebooks together.
Different from normal magic, divine arts and psychic powers, real soul energy is connected to a system called "chakra" through a method similar to enchantment, and then by strengthening a certain part of the "chakra" Chakra" gain additional magical effects and power.
This thing is quite interesting.
And because the number of soul energy users is very small, it is very easy to achieve the "kill at first sight" effect as long as it is used well.
Just when the three planeswalkers temporarily ended their research on the abyss fragments, a rush of footsteps suddenly came closer from far away, and then a voice that made Zuo Si feel uncomfortable everywhere echoed at the door of this secret room.
"Hey! My dear master, why did you take time out of your busy schedule to come here and take a look? Are you here to check if I am lazy?"
While he was talking, the diary’s careless and in need of beating face appeared at the top of the stairs.
Think about it and you will know that as the secret stronghold of Shane VII, there are only a handful of people who are qualified to overcome the many traps and guards to get in.
He happens to be one of them.
"What kind of trouble are you making?" Zuo Si asked, holding his head.
The diary took out a handkerchief from somewhere, wiped clean the lip marks of different sizes and colors on his face and neck, and responded carelessly: "Hi ——No way, I am so popular.
Those young and beautiful girls can’t move when they see me, and they have to express their inner feelings with practical actions. Joy and excitement.
The Theocracy, in particular, has even specially prepared thousands of carefully selected women of the right age. They insist that I have in-depth discussions with them to get pregnant and give birth to more strong offspring.
Looking at the expectant and sincere eyes of the great priest, I didn’t know how to refuse.
Alas - he is such a kind and kind man who is willing to sacrifice everything for the survival and development of the human race.
I decided to help them reluctantly. "When he said these words, Diaryong deliberately listened and put his chest in a posture of "I am sacrificing myself for the sake of justice."
He used practical actions It proves that if a person has no bottom line and succumbs to desire, he is basically no different from a smarter animal.
Zuo Si couldn't help but complain: "So this is actually the replacement of the little head below. The choice made by the boss above? You should know the wishful thinking of the priests of the Theocracy, right? ”
"Of course I know.
They just take a fancy to my individual strength, and then want my tadpoles to cultivate and give birth to powerful offspring, awaken and gain powerful power like those gods.
I don’t have any objections to this.
Anyway, what I want is free prostitution in a literal sense. As long as I’m happy, it’s none of his business.
What’s more, I don’t care. It’s not certain whether you are fertile or not.
Maybe when I return to the floating city next time, I should let those experts do a check-up. "
The diary spread its hands indifferently, with the posture of "a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water".
"You are really a complete animal! "
Zuo Si rolled his eyes angrily, resisting the urge to punch the other person in the face.
But the diary was not ashamed, but proud and responded: " Thank you for the compliment, I will redouble my efforts to achieve the goal of killing ten thousand people as soon as possible.
I heard that the princess of the kingdom you supported, Her Royal Highness Lana, is now fully fledged and is secretly planning to kill her father, brother, and sister to seize the throne.
Then an unprecedented purge was launched against the aristocracy of the entire country.
I believe that countless poor noble ladies and ladies will be involved in this process.
At that time, there will be fresh, delicious and cute lambs to enjoy.
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you.
The Platinum Dragon King you asked me to investigate last time can now confirm his location.
Will the team organize a hunting event to add to the fun? "
"Well - not needed for the time being.
Our first goal in this world is Origin Magic.
The next level goal is to drain the planet of its magic energy and life energy.
Continue to collect information about those true dragon kings,
As for the rest, basically let the summoned devils get their souls. "
Zuo Si lowered his head and thought for a while before making a decision quickly.
"OK! Understood. "
The diary turned around, opened the portal and disappeared, never mentioning Old Bones and his Great Tomb of Nazarick from beginning to end.
The reason is very simple.
This traveler with questionable origins has now sunk and been exposed to the eyes of the local indigenous people, and his home base has been surrounded and blocked by hundreds of thousands of coalition troops.
Players even broke into pieces and infiltrated into the armies and adventurers of various countries, waiting for opportunities to hunt down the cannon fodder and NPCs that emerged from the ground.
Not long after, almost a quarter of the financial reserves in the Great Tomb of Nazarick disappeared.
Some of the money was spent on resurrecting important NPCs, and some was spent on creating various weapons, equipment, and scrolls.
There are also many treasures and equipment that are dropped with the death of NPCs in the constant tug-of-war, and eventually become trophies in the hands of players.
If I had to use one word to describe Old Bones's current mood, it would be that he was overwhelmed and didn't know how to deal with such a desperate situation.
After all, in his memory, before he time traveled, he was just an insignificant low-level salesman and social animal, a miserable little person who was despised and cursed by his superiors like trash.
This can be gleaned from the fact that social interaction in the real world is basically zero.
In the end, all these needs can only be pinned on the game.
Coupled with Zuo Si's interference, he was unable to rely on overwhelming absolute power to make up for his serious deficiencies in vision, ability, mind, thinking, etc., as in the original plot.
In this case, the shortcomings are naturally magnified quickly and infinitely, almost as if something is wrong.
The players brought by Zuo Si are like mad dogs out of the cage, constantly improving their levels through fighting and hunting, accumulating experience, and obtaining rewards from various magic items.
There are more than two thousand people who have crossed the legendary level alone.
Since the NPCs in the Great Tomb of Nazarick are often in top-quality or even divine clothing, as long as they are killed once, they will definitely drop a treasure that is enough to make people jealous.
Therefore, high-level players simply don't care about the negligible benefits of other countries and forces in the world. They all gather here and think about how to catch a "big fish".
Up to now, all the combatants, maid corps, and level 100 guardians in Nazarick have been killed at least three times.
Some who attacked more frequently died more than ten or twenty times.
Shalltear lost her dropper spear and Valkyrie armor. Cocytus now has less than half of the twenty-one weapons left. The night elf siblings’ weapons and world props are also gone. Lost when he died in battle, the Hell Abyss Scepter held by Albedo was also replaced by another black two-handed sword...
The only thing that makes Old Bones feel lucky is that the last time he He was not carrying the guild weapon - Ainz Ooal Gown's Staff when he was killed.
Otherwise, if this thing falls into the opponent's hands, you can basically shoot it without having to fight.
At this moment, he was sitting on his own throne, staring at the two red lights in his eyes, looking at the battle images transmitted back from the magic mirror.
In just ten minutes, two teams of death knights and six dead archmages were all wiped out with ease.
Some did not even have time to activate the magic scrolls they carried.
That efficient and clean fighting method, even from the perspective of Old Bones, can't help but applaud the opponent.
In other words, the performance of these adventurers and mercenaries was almost exactly the same as the players before he traveled. They were all so greedy, willing to take any risks for generous rewards, and not afraid of death.
Even if a companion dies, the other party's reaction is very dull, and they even occasionally joke about the corpse, completely unable to feel even the slightest bit of sadness.
The behavior of this group of people is completely different from the coalition soldiers sent by surrounding countries.
As long as the latter is attacked and suffers heavy casualties, their morale will collapse in minutes and they will flee on a large scale.
It is thanks to them that the Great Tomb of Nazarick always has enough corpses to supplement it, and it can continuously create powerful undead legions to maintain the current defense circle.
After being silent for a long time, Old Bones finally took a deep breath in his heart and asked the demon guardian beside him: "Demiurge, do you think we can start a counterattack in our current form?"< br>
“Yes, the Supreme Being.
While taking advantage of this stalemate, I have led my men to massacre twelve towns in the Holy Kingdom.
An undead army with a total number of up to 200,000 has been prepared for you.
As long as the sun sets and night falls, you can launch a counterattack of unprecedented scale.
By then, whether it is the adventurers and mercenaries, or the armies from various surrounding kingdoms, they will inevitably be in chaos.
What we have to do is to concentrate our superior forces and launch saturation strikes against the most threatening targets scattered around the forest.
Destroy them as quickly as possible without giving them any room to call for support or escape.
As soon as the siege is lifted, we will immediately target the kingdom or one of the empires to launch a full-scale invasion, kill all the living people in the entire country, and create a country of only the undead.
And you are the only king in this country. ”
Demiurge told his evil and extremely crazy plan very simply.
As a demon, he has never cared about human lives, and can even get some pleasure from torturing and torturing humans.
Through this joint siege by many countries, this smarter guy has realized that the Great Tomb of Nazarick is a heretic and a mortal enemy in the eyes of the local natives.
In this case, let’s just let go and have a massacre.
Anyway, as long as the living people are turned into dead people, then all problems will be solved.
What we have to do at that time is to use these dead bodies to create undead creatures that will continue to expand and kill like a snowball until all life on the entire continent and even the planet is gone.
In this way, no one can threaten the safety of the Supreme Being and the Great Tomb of Nazarick.
The long-term tug of war, the repeated deaths of NPCs and guardians, the consumption of a large amount of materials and equipment in the warehouse, and the mental torture have long erased the last bit of humanity in Old Bones.
At this moment, he was already an undead creature that killed people without blinking an eye, so he immediately waved his hand and ordered in a cold voice: "Then let's start!
It's time to let this world The natives understand the price of messing with us
They want war and death, then give them war and death.
No one should be left behind tonight, everyone will come out in full force. ”
“As you wish! ”
Several NPCs collectively knelt down to salute the last remaining players in the guild.
After a while, they put on the equipment that originally belonged to other players who quit the guild. , eyes flashing with anger
For this battle, Old Bones could be said to have spent all his money, directly opening the treasure house and taking out the last of his wealth.
When the time reached ten minutes past midnight, Demiurge and his undead army, which had been transformed by massacring civilians, finally arrived at the garrison of the armies of various countries on the outskirts of the forest.
Since the undead are neither tired nor afraid, they did not even stop and charged straight towards the large tent where they had slept.
You must know that these armies have always believed that the enemy comes from the deep forest, so various guard towers, fences, walls, trenches, horses and other things are also on the inner side.
As for the back, there are basically no decent fortifications.
As a result, 200,000 undead, led by many death knights, completely overwhelmed the camp in one fell swoop.
Many soldiers were cut into pieces by the sharp knives in the hands of skeletons or zombies while they were still sleeping.
What’s even worse is that any unlucky guy killed by a death knight will soon be transformed into a new low-level undead.
Under the triple pressure of night raid + unpreparedness + snowballing, not to mention this medieval army with extremely poor organization and discipline, not even many modern armies can withstand it.
In the blink of an eye, the military camps of the Empire, Kingdom, Theocracy and Holy Kingdom were completely blown up.
Especially the old king, Rambusa III, who personally led a team to ease the relationship with the empire and the theocracy, rushed out of his tent and stared dumbfoundedly at the flames with shouts of killing everywhere. From time to time, he could Seeing the soldiers and nobles escaping hastily from around me, I was completely confused.
Before he could react to what was happening, a black figure suddenly emerged from the darkness and rushed forward at a speed that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye.
I saw a flash of cold light!
The old king felt a sharp pain in his chest.
When I lowered my head and saw that my heart had been penetrated, blood was continuously flowing out from the wound.
As for his personal guard, he had already fallen dead in a pool of blood not far away.
"You...who are you? Why...why do you want to kill me?"
On his deathbed, Rambusa III endured the severe pain and asked what he cared about most. problem.
He is very eager to know who sent such a powerful assassin to kill him.
The young emperor of the empire?
Or the great priests of the Theocracy?
Or are they the restless nobles within the kingdom?
He can’t be a stupid son who is eager to replace himself, right?
In short, the old king wanted to find out before he died whether the country that had been passed down to him could continue.
"It's Princess Lana. She's tired of your incompetence and plans to take over the country herself."
The assassin took off his hood to reveal a thin face, with the elf's iconic pointed ears vaguely visible on both sides.
"What? Lana! This...this is impossible! She is so kind and lovely, how could she commit patricide."
Rambusa III stared in disbelief Eye.
“Haha, I guess you have never understood your daughter, haven’t you?
In fact, you are not the only one who was assassinated tonight.
and all your heirs, and a list of nobles six hundred strong.
Dear His Majesty the King, this coup is even more of a cruel purge.
What the Golden Princess wants is a clean country where she can unleash her talents.
As for the nobles you rely on, more than 70% will be exterminated tonight.
There is no place for them in the new era that is about to begin.
Of course, we will announce to the outside world that all the victims, including you, were despicably attacked by the undead.
Her Highness Lana will ascend the throne to become a queen filled with grief and make a series of reforms.
How about it, are you satisfied now?
In fact, Princess Lana originally wanted to insert a dagger into your heart herself.
But considering that if all the royal family members and a large number of nobles were killed, how many times she could escape by herself would arouse suspicion from outsiders, so she could only give up and let me do it for her. ”
After saying these words, the assassin showed a sarcastic smile, then bowed gracefully, and quickly took advantage of the chaos and disappeared into the shadows.
The old king was holding his chest in severe pain, feeling that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and even his vision became blurred.
On his deathbed, he finally saw the undead soldiers rushing towards him, and then his whole head was chopped off with a click, ending his mediocre life.
However, if you look closely, you will find that the last expression on his face was not pain, but a strange smile.
The reason is simple!
Rambusa III suddenly realized that his youngest daughter was the smartest and decisive one in the royal family.
If she inherits the kingdom, then she shouldn't have to worry too much about the entire country being defeated and annexed by neighboring countries in the future.
After waiting for the old king to die for a long time, the warrior captain who went out on patrol ran all the way back and fought his way through the siege of tens of thousands of undead like crazy, holding the hand of his allegiance. The headless corpse let out a roar of grief and anger.
Although he really wanted to kill all these undead creatures, it was obviously impossible to do so with the army's current state of total morale.
In desperation, Gazef could only take the old king's body and choose to retreat temporarily.
Suddenly, within a radius of dozens of kilometers, there were defeated and fleeing armies everywhere.
Similarly, deep in the forest, players also started an all-out war with the Great Tomb of Nazarick that came out in droves.
All kinds of legendary magic and nine-ring spells were overwhelming, turning almost half of the forest into a sea of fire.
Occasionally, you can see meteorites falling from the sky and dazzling energy beams.
The deafening explosions and violent earthquakes can be clearly felt by people hundreds of kilometers away.
There is no doubt that for the indigenous inhabitants of this world, this is an out-and-out war between gods and demons.
After rushing a few hundred meters inside, many fleeing soldiers were immediately frightened by the terrifying battle and turned around.
They would rather fight the undead than die inexplicably under the influence of powerful magic.
The diary is currently standing above this battlefield, admiring this wonderful show that has been brewing for a long time with great interest, and counting the number of players' deaths in his heart.
After a while, he couldn't help but gloated and commented with a smile: "Concentrate superior forces to form an overwhelming advantage in a local area with more people and fewer people?
It seems that Old Bones is not useless, he actually knows some art of war.
Not bad, not bad.
If this continues, the players will soon become desperate.
I’d better send a message to Plantia Floating City in advance, so as not to be in a hurry when transmitting it later..."
(End of this chapter)