in the name of the queen.

The Poseidon is dead.

That proud genius, the hero who once dominated the world and stood on the crest of the tide overlooking the land, is dead.

Died like a joke.

A faint spiritual aura enveloped the magnificent palace.

On the huge throne, the goddess's body looks particularly petite.

Tia silently looked at the void in front of her, still recalling last night's battle on God's Punishment Island.

She had calculated everything, but she hadn't calculated that the Sea King would go crazy.

The descendants of the God's Punishment Legion did not know that in the eyes of the goddess, those who failed in the God's Punishment mission were no different from the dead, and those who succeeded were also a burden in the eyes of the goddess.

They have completed their mission, and their continued existence will only provide blasphemers with an opportunity to touch the power of the Goddess.

Just like this war on God's Punishment Island.

They still don't understand that they are just disposable items. Now that the mission is over, they should die regardless of success or failure.

The only one who really made Tia's heart beat last night was Poseidon.

He won the resurrection match and then overturned the card table with a clean move.

"You hate me so much?"

Tia smiled self-deprecatingly, her long golden hair flowing through her fingertips, like the wind blowing over the sea, or the clouds floating over the moon, exceptionally smooth.

There are countless benefits to reaching the divine realm, and this is just a bonus.

The Goddess of Light inexplicably recalled the time when she was young and shared with her little sisters that washing hair with soap nuts would not cause hair loss and had no odor.

What an ignorant and stupid past.

She frowned in disgust, because during her youth there was a guy who was a hundred times more annoying than Poseidon.

The youngest and wisest Winter.

By the way, this guy’s name is now Sophia.

Thinking of what Sophia had done, Tia couldn't help but laugh.

Cong Ling gave up the power of winter that had been proven to be enough to make him a god and started to rebuild himself. It was indeed very courageous of him.

Not only did she have the courage, she even did it.

Even if she was given a million years, Tia couldn't guarantee that she would have the courage to return to her hometown to harvest.

"You're out of time, Winter."

"If you are smart, you should learn from Poseidon and commit suicide. I am not a tolerant person."

Tia smiled and pointed with her fingertips, and all the memories disappeared with the fluctuation of space.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was no trace of human emotion left.

In any case, Poseidon is indeed dead.

He used death to prevent her incarnation from condensing, and she was able to exert less than one percent of her power in the mortal world.

Silly perhaps, but it did change the tide of the battle.

The expeditionary army, which should have been annihilated, won the victory, but the God's Punishment Legion, which was protected by her, was destroyed instead.

It was a great show, but what was the price?

Farewell, Poseidon.

Tia's slender hand drew a perfect arc in the air, the space rippled like the sea level, and an exquisite little notebook appeared in front of her.

The goddess of light bit her middle finger and drew a slightly hideous X on Poseidon's name with drops of blood.

"Poseidon, you are the first, but you will never be alone."

"His Majesty is dead!"

This time it's true.

In the underwater world, countless intelligent marine creatures gathered in the Palace of Poseidon. Their tears wet their cheeks and quickly merged into the sea water. It was unclear whether the salty taste was from the sea water or tears.

Catalina suppressed her grief and fainted three times at the funeral.

All the high-ranking officials of the Palace of the Sea King who had previously attempted to divide up the Sea King's inheritance were sentenced to death, and their blood was used to commemorate the Sea King.

Bards composed the most magnificent poems for the Sea Emperor, siren girls sang ethereal elegies, and billions of fish people saw him off, making the Sea Emperor's departure extraordinarily lively.

But no matter how lively it is, his ending cannot be changed.

He died completely.

"Poseidon is dead."

Holy city, cathedral, prayer room.

Roland sat across from Christine and introduced the Battle of God's Punishment Island to her.

Some things can't be hidden.

It's unrealistic to pretend nothing happened when something this big happened.

Since it is impossible to hide it, it is better to be open and honest.

Roland simply went directly to Christine to test her reaction.

Although Christine is fanatical about her belief in the goddess, it does not mean that she has a good impression of the God's Punishment Legion.

In fact, they are even in competition with each other.

We all serve the goddess, so who is more noble than who?
The giant palm of light that descended from the sky before leaving seemed to purify the villains, but in fact it added a BUFF.

Roland expressed his gratitude directly before telling the story, but Christine waved her hand indifferently.

"No need to thank me. If you really fall into darkness, I will not hand you over to others. I will do it myself."

Looking at Christine's serious expression, Roland glared at her unhappily.

"Should I thank you for your sincere purification?"

Christine didn't answer, but smiled.

Roland often prayed beside her, and she knew best how much darkness there was in him.

The conscience is a little dark, the bottom line is a little loose, but the attributes are still bright.

This is Roland.

Christine had seen too many people like this in the Court of Light, so it was not worth making a fuss about.

As long as the goal is achieved, the means are not important.

Even if she is a great goddess, she often plots against others on the eve of her ascension to the divine realm. What kind of thing is that?
Christine didn't care about Roland's annihilation of the God's Punishment Legion, and was even happy about it.

But after all, everyone believed in light, so she couldn't say that she would die a good death. She could only sigh and skip the topic.

Roland opened his mouth and almost asked the topic they had always avoided touching.

"If the goddess sends down an oracle, 'Christine, you get rid of Roland,' how should they get along?"

Some words cannot be said, and once they are said, there is no going back.

Roland was afraid to face this problem, and so was Christine.

Seeing Roland's hesitant expression, she quickly changed the subject, "By the way, let's talk about that devout believer. I'm a little curious about her."

Roland breathed a sigh of relief and expressed his gratitude to Christine for her thoughtfulness with his eyes.

Christine was talking about Irene.

To be fair, her faith is even stronger than Christine's.

She even moved the goddess to show her divine power.

Roland took out the crystal ball that recorded the battlefield situation and gave it to Christine.

Crystal balls, like video recorders, have a lifespan.

The advantage of the crystal ball is its high clarity and 3D high definition with no blind spots. The disadvantage is that it can be played very few times.

Christine took the crystal ball with both hands, injected the power of light into it, and the crystal ball slowly started.

The tragic battlefield appeared before Christine.

Just one look at her made her furious.

"Which idiot is in charge?"

What she hated most wasted opportunities and blind command on the battlefield.

Just as she cleared her throat and was about to start talking, she saw Roland's expression was a little strange out of the corner of her eye, and her heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, could this idiot be Roland?
She coughed lightly, thinking of a way to make it up to Roland.

Before she could say anything, Roland had already shifted the blame.

"The Sea Queen is in charge."

"I told you, you've been with me for so many years, your skills shouldn't be so low. The idiots in the ocean world fight like they hunt, they just rush in like a swarm!"

Since it wasn't Roland, Christine naturally had no scruples when she started to criticize him. She pointed out the biggest problem of this battle without hesitation.

The strategic goals are confused. To put it nicely, it is called improvisation, but to put it bluntly, it is chaotic command.

She very patiently pointed out the problems in the battle command, and Roland broke out in a cold sweat.

Although the battle was commanded by Catalina, his military level was very similar to that of Catalina.

Letting him go might make things better, but not by much.

In the raid on God's Punishment Island, the final outcome was determined by the battles between the extraordinary people, not the battlefield command.

Roland spoke for Catalina somewhat unconvinced.

"In fact, the outcome of this battle is not here."

Christine didn't like to hear this.

She tapped her fingers on the table with a serious look on her face. "Will there be goddesses and sea kings in every war?"

"If they don't show up, this victory is not guaranteed."

"There's still time, let's have a hearty war game."

Wargaming? Spare me some time.

Roland wanted to admit defeat directly, but under Christine's serious and eager eyes, he chose to surrender.

Forget it, I get abused every time anyway, so this time won’t matter.

Reaching the top in any industry is a competition of talent.

Hard work is useful, but it is only the realization of talent. If you don’t have talent, what can you achieve with hard work?
Some people have never attended a military academy, but in their first battle, they were able to force the surrender of 3,000 defeated warlords with the help of a few hundred students.

Some people can deliver an epic defeat like the Battle of Changping the first time they command a war.

Roland was not particularly gifted in military affairs, but before he traveled through time, he was at least a military history enthusiast, so he wasn't too bad.

Under the guidance of Christine, a famous teacher, his command level is about .
A campaign-level commander who is somewhere between adequate and good.

This is Christine's objective evaluation of him.

Roland and Christine exchanged roles, playing the roles of the human land and sea coalition and the God's Punishment Legion respectively.

The results are not surprising.

The coalition forces and the God's Punishment Legion tied 2:0, and Christine killed Roland :.

Playing is fun, but once she enters the military field, Christine never shows mercy.

After Roland was scolded twice and sweaty, Christine finally let him go.

Before Roland left, she only left a few incoherent words.

"Remember to call me next time. Extraordinary people are very valuable, and I don't want them to be ruined by an idiot commander."

"Just leave if you're alright. I'm going to pray."

Christine didn't look at Roland the whole time, she just stared at the dome. Her voice was very soft, but she knew Roland could hear it.

Roland nodded, feeling a little warmer in his heart.

He never doubted Christine's piety, so he also knew that the goddess would always be the first in Christine's heart.

Today he came to ask for forgiveness with the mentality that he could be stabbed but not stabbed to death.

Unexpectedly, Christine didn't go berserk.

Maybe she is changing too?
Before leaving the prayer room, Roland boldly talked about a topic that he had never dared to touch before.

"Light does not belong to individuals. Light belongs to the entire world and to all living beings. Gods can represent light, so they are gods."

This kind of words was somewhat outrageous, but Christine did not get angry.

Unlike those who claim to be pious but actually talk nonsense, she is very familiar with the classics.

This sentence is on the title page of Goddess Tia's work "The Book of Light".

But it is only on the title page of the complete works, and only on the works written before she ascended to godhood.

After obtaining the qualification for promotion to the divine realm, this sentence disappeared forever.

It was only after she became Pope that Christine saw the original manuscript by chance.

The shock these words gave her was no less than the explosion of a nuclear bomb in her heart.

To be fair, there is nothing wrong with this sentence itself, and it can definitely inspire people when used in speeches to grassroots believers.

The problem is that Tia deleted this passage immediately after she became a god.

Question the gods before ascending to godhood.

After becoming a god, he blocked the way for later generations to question him.

This kind of thing has happened countless times in real life, and Roland has done it too.

But Roland is an ordinary person, and Tia is a goddess.

When Roland did this, Christine just smiled knowingly and didn't pay any attention.

When the goddess did this, Christine's worldview collapsed.

The words on the title page of the Book of Light were deleted, causing her admiration for the goddess's character to collapse.

In the battle of God's Punishment Island, the Sea Emperor fought for his life and shattered his incarnation, causing her worship of the goddess's strength to collapse.

So many sincere prayers went unanswered, and this angry behavior caused her admiration for the goddess's generosity to collapse.

Three collapses in one day made her wonder how different the goddess was from them.

Or as Roland once said.

Gods are just mortals who have ascended to the divine realm, and so are we.

Christine clenched the book in her hand, her fingertips piercing the pages without her noticing.

"Poseidon is dead?"

There was a rare hint of concern in the cold voice.

Roland looked at Sophia. It was the first time he saw this kind of thing in her eyes.

"Don't be surprised. Poseidon and I have a pretty good personal relationship. I thought I would have a chance to catch up with him before my final return, but I didn't expect him to be so extreme."

"Give up your precious life just to crush Tia's incarnation that can be condensed at any time?"

Sophia frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

She was not very interested in Roland's analysis of the battle situation.

She was unmoved by the tears of joy of slaves being freed.

Irene fought hard to the end, and she was not at all moved by the tragic scene where she turned into countless points of light and died on the spot.

She ignored Katerina's poor instructions.

Only Poseidon's abnormal behavior surprised her.

She knew this old friend. Although she had a hot temper sometimes, her temper would not affect her decision-making.

Poseidon knew that he had poor emotional control, so he never made decisions when he was angry.

Was he losing control of his emotions this time or was he thinking it through?
Based on her understanding of Poseidon, it must be the latter.

But Poseidon has been sleeping for too long, maybe his temperament has changed drastically?

Sophia was lost in thought. Roland did not disturb her. Instead, he went to the bookshelf next to her and took out a novel to read to pass the time.

After an unknown amount of time, Sophia still couldn't figure it out, so she simply delegated the problem.

"Roland, what do you think?"

"I don't know. After all, I don't know the character of the Sea King. According to common sense, 90% of the decisions are made after careful consideration. Among them, there are two types: having a plan but ultimately failing and having everything under control."

Roland pondered for a moment and said slowly, "From another perspective, the fall of the Sea King may not be a bad thing for us."

"He is too strong, and it is hard to convince himself that he is on an equal footing with young people like us. In addition, the fall of the Sea King has the following benefits, the first of which is..."

Sophia was a little speechless. Roland was so skilled in speaking in official language.

We asked him to give his evaluation because we wanted to hear the truth. Are we using this to conduct official assessments?
But she reacted quickly.

The fact that Roland could answer with official nonsense at least proved one thing.

This is not a big deal, no need to delve into it.

Sophia did not continue to hesitate. She filled the three empty wine glasses in front of her with the red wine she had just opened.

A toast to the past. A toast to the past self who stood out from the crowd with his ability.

A toast to the present. After the Battle of White Mountain, she regained her memory of being the Chosen One, and then chose a new path amid the attention and envy of the public.

A toast to Roland. This guy always works miracles.

Sophia slowly said, "If you need the strongest person in this plane to take action in the future, come to me directly. But you are not allowed to interfere with my personal life."

She thought silently in her heart, "New power fills my body, who is the new target?" (End of this chapter)