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"Sister, can we not fight?" Tiffany asked.

Henrietta shook her head: "I know what you're thinking, Tifa. But unifying the world is inevitable. After unification, there will be no more wars. Since ancient times..."

The continent has been plagued by constant warfare and conflict, resulting in countless deaths and the extermination of numerous races. Now, it is time for an end.

"Will there be no more wars after this one?" Tiffany wondered, "But can we succeed?"

“Don’t forget, I am the Goddess!” Henrietta chuckled. “I’ll show you the power of the gods in a moment. Then you won’t doubt my decision.”

Then he looked at the twelve men and women.

"You are believers of my Church of Life. Today I bestow upon you the divine arts of the Sweet Rain Spell and the Flying Vine Technique, and appoint you as the Twelve Divine Messengers of my Church."

With a wave of his hand, a beam of green light gathered in the void, splitting into twelve parts, and finally condensed into a flame mark, which was imprinted on the foreheads of the twelve people.

Immediately, the twelve people felt a surge of information in their minds.

It was precisely the technique used to cast the Sweet Rain Curse and the Flying Vine Technique.

The Mantra of Sweet Rain: It can promote the growth of plants and heal living beings.

Flying Vine Technique: When cast, tough vines grow out of thin air, which can trap or kill people.

With one attack and one support spell, these people were qualified to spread their faith.

Besides divine magic, everyone was also delighted to discover that their mastery of magical power had increased many times over.

Originally, one could only cast one spell per breath, but now at least five spells can be cast per breath.

Their strength has undergone a dramatic change.

"Thank you, divine being."

Henrietta nodded: "I want you to assemble 1,200 clergy within a month. Is that possible?"

"We will definitely complete the task assigned by the deity."

The twelve divine messengers were extremely enthusiastic and worshipped again.

Henrietta nodded in satisfaction before the group left.

After doing all this, Henrietta took Tiffany and Louise to the backyard. Seeing that no one was around, she pulled the two of them into the clouds and they arrived in a wilderness.

"Tifa, just you wait and see."

With a gentle wave of her hand, Henrietta created a canyon in the wilderness, which instantly transformed into a river.

"With such strength, unifying the world shouldn't be difficult, right?"

Tifania was stunned.

"Is this divine magic?"

Henrietta nodded: "Yes."

With a flick of his finger, he transmitted a portion of the technique to Tiffany, also attaching the Sweet Rain Curse to it.

"Tifa, you're in charge of healing. With you here, there will be far fewer casualties in this war of unification!"

Tifania had no choice but to nod in agreement.

"Gods above, I cannot stop my cousin's determination to unify the world. 323 can only reduce some casualties." Tiffany prayed silently.

Having demonstrated her strength, Henrietta then led the two back to the palace.

A month has passed quietly.

Louise's cultivation progressed smoothly, and on the last day she finally reached the first level of the True Qi Realm, gaining control of the magical power she had always longed for.

Louise's backyard.

A beam of light shot into the sky with tremendous force, shattering the clouds and creating a terrifying sight.

Is this still magic?

The older sister was stunned.

"This must be due to divine power," the second sister said, regaining her senses and looking at Louise in disbelief. She hadn't expected the divine power to have reached such a terrifying level. "Or..."

Perhaps Louise really could become a god!

the other side.

With Henrietta's help, Tiffany took a pill and reached the third level of the True Qi Realm. Her Sweet Rain Curse could cover more than ten miles, making her more than qualified to become a priest of the Divine Guard.

More than enough.

"Now, the time has come to unify the continent!"

Henrietta summoned her ministers and announced her decision.

Initially, some of the ministers had objections.

Upon witnessing the strength of Louise, Tiffany, and the Divine Guard, everyone immediately changed their minds and became war fanatics.

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"kill!"

On the endless plains, tens of thousands of soldiers charged into battle, their shouts shaking the heavens.

There are over ten thousand people, and it seems endless.

Tens of thousands of troops charged forward, like a sea of ​​people surging in.

Louise's expression was indifferent, or more accurately, numb.

This marks her thirtieth day in the war, and she has participated in dozens of battles.

Blood and flesh flying everywhere, rivers of blood—these were all commonplace occurrences.

Even though she's still quite young, she's gotten used to it.

Nobility, supreme glory.

However, nobles also have supreme responsibilities; as nobles, they have the responsibility to expand the kingdom's territory.

"kill!"

The next moment, Louise's eyes sharpened, and with a wave of her hand, a beam of light landed on the most densely packed area of ​​enemies.

Behind them, Tiffany frowned, and could only sigh in the end.

War is cruel.

Even though the Kingdom of Tristine tried its best to avoid casualties, the number of deaths was still considerable.

She had no choice but to treat the wounded after the war.

Once the war has begun, there is no turning back.

after an hour.

The Divine Guard easily defeated tens of thousands of enemy troops, and even the enemy's mages could not change the outcome of their defeat.

On the battlefield, cries of agony filled the air.

Due to the Queen's orders to avoid further casualties, most of the enemy troops were only seriously wounded and rendered incapable of fighting.

Are you all willing to surrender?

"Your Majesty is the reincarnation of the Goddess of Life. This war is also the Goddess's intention to end the countless years of war on the continent. As long as you surrender, I can heal your wounds."

Tiffany stepped out just in time, emanating a faint green light, and wherever she passed, the stench of blood dissipated.

The once blood-red battlefield has turned incredibly green.

However, it was she who activated the Sweet Rain Spell, causing the plants to grow rapidly and absorb the blood.

"I'm waiting for you!"

The defeated soldiers, who thought they would be killed by the Divine Guard Army, were surprised to find that things had taken a turn for the better. They quickly got up and, despite their pain, began to worship.

Tifania nodded in satisfaction, her radiance growing even brighter.

As the Rain-Giving Curse descended, the severely wounded soldiers were instantly restored to full health.

If it weren't for the excruciating pain they had just experienced, they would have suspected it was all an illusion.

"Praise the goddess's heart!"

"We are willing to fight for the goddess!"

After recovering from their injuries, the wounded soldiers reflected on what Tiffany had said and came to believe it.

How could someone who isn't a goddess cast such a large-scale spell?

If she weren't a goddess, how could she possess such great supernatural powers?

She must be a goddess to be so kind.

Through the goddess's actions, they truly felt her mercy.

She did not wage war for power, but to end centuries of war on the continent and reduce bloodshed.

At that moment, everyone spontaneously imagined Queen Henrietta as a benevolent goddess, and countless unwavering faiths were transmitted to the imperial city from afar.