This necromancer is going to seduce the beautiful girls who are already dead.

He frowned and looked at his arm. His arm was no longer as strong and hard as before, but had become like mud, with some bubbles rising from it and making a gurgling sound.

Just as he was wondering why he had become like this, a small head on the floor turned and pointed at him—it was the severed head of a fly, observing him with its compound eyes.

Meanwhile, on the gallows outside the palace, the bodies of the hanged soldiers slowly began to move. They grabbed the ropes around their necks, lifted their bodies up, and with a few snapping sounds, their severed necks returned to their original positions.

……

"I've found your weakness, Lord of Nightmares."

Abyss, who was still maintaining the live broadcast, suddenly revealed a cold smile and muttered to himself.

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P.S.: The author does not encourage any form of self-harm. The blood redemption practice of the Kingdom of Ossi is extremely barbaric. Earth once had similar practices, but they have been completely eliminated. Please do not emulate them.

Chapter 118 The Nightmare Lord's Weakness

In fact, the three members of the Abyss initially opposed Gylvia's plan to redeem herself with blood.

Gylvia's safety is precisely what Cassandra risked her life to protect, yet Gylvia is trying to redeem her honor by burning herself and experiencing pain—this is undoubtedly putting the cart before the horse.

Moreover, such an act is meaningless. The meaning of blood redemption is nothing more than demonstrating a person's courage and determination to correct their mistakes, both of which Gylvia possesses. Therefore, further self-harm seems to have no value. The three familiars on Abyss's side, two from the Western Empire and one from the Eastern Empire, are all well-educated elites. Their civilized values ​​make them instinctively resistant to such things, and thus they all try to dissuade Gylvia.

But after sending Hena and Cassandra away, Gylvia, who had the opportunity to explain in detail, finally convinced them.

Gylvia herself knew that blood atonement was not a good way to resolve her personal problems; in fact, it could be considered an extremely foolish act. However, to ensure that the people of Osi would forgive her after learning that the princess had committed one of the most heinous crimes in Osi custom—ingratitude—this extreme measure was necessary. In other words, this wouldn't resolve the issue between Gylvia and Cassandra, but it could resolve the issue between Princess Gylvia and all the people of Osi.

Gylvia's position is extremely special. She is not only the princess of the Kingdom of Ossi and the leader of the Restoration Army, but also the hope of the entire nation. She symbolizes the glory that the people of Ossi have upheld for generations. If she were the leader of any other organization, perhaps a simple apology would be enough to earn everyone's forgiveness, but the situation is completely different now. The princess, representing the glory of the people of Ossi, has committed an dishonorable act. This is akin to a nobleman advocating vegetarianism being discovered secretly eating meat, or an anti-smoking ambassador being discovered secretly smoking. The chain reaction will directly destroy Gylvia's standing in everyone's eyes.

This is undoubtedly an extremely dire situation, and to resolve this predicament, Gylvia must resort to an extreme method. This extreme method is a blood oath, a custom recognized and effective by all Ossi people and passed down from ancient tribal times.

Others tried to dissuade her, but Rebecca was the first to agree with Gylvia's idea—she had a way to save Gylvia's arm after the full blood redemption, preventing her from becoming disabled and eliminating any future worries. Under Gylvia's continued persuasion, Leona and Flora finally reluctantly agreed to her suggestion. As for the Abyss, he hadn't voiced any objections from the beginning because he knew very well that Gylvia was now lucid and every decision she made was rational. As her friend, the Abyss's role was simply to cooperate with her, allowing her to take each step with peace of mind—this was the Abyss's trust in Gylvia. Moreover, the Abyss believed that Gylvia's intentions were definitely not just to apologize.

Sure enough, after everyone reluctantly agreed to her blood redemption, Gylvia gave her second reason.

In the Osiris's mind, blood redemption is an act of extreme courage, and Gylvia will not resort to any tricks, carrying out the entire blood redemption process completely. This will earn the trust of all the Osiris. This trust could very well become a means of countering the Nightmare Lord.

Why does Kevin, as the puppet of the Nightmare Lord, have no intention of being king for long, yet he goes to such lengths to undermine the people's resolve to support Ghivia? Why can't the Nightmare Lord send Nightmare Spirits to cause trouble in Shodor Town, Ghivia's base? Why did the Nightmare Lord choose to invade the Kingdom of Ossi, precisely when the Kingdom of Ossi was being invaded by the Western Empire, causing social unrest and disunity?

This shows that even the Lord of Nightmares has something to fear—the people.

When the people's faith is strong enough, the power of the Nightmare Lord will be limited. This is why He has never been able to directly touch the town of Shodol. If the Abyss could use magic to convey the entire process of Gylvia's blood redemption to all the people of Ossi, then everyone's trust in Princess Gylvia would surely increase like never before, courage would overcome their fear, fewer people would have nightmares at night, and the Nightmare Lord, this evil god who feeds on fear, would go hungry.

This is the first time that Gylvia has challenged a powerful being far beyond human imagination with her own will!

“For the survival of my country, for the happiness of my people, and for driving the parasites of the Nightmare Lord from Hay-Tver, I am willing to do anything. The brave sons of the Restoration Army are willing to risk their lives for their beliefs, so why can’t I sacrifice my own arm? What is a little pain?” When Gylvia said these words, her voice was firm and her eyes were clear as water.

Abis could not see a tremor in her soul; he sensed the unwavering resolve of this leader who bore the fate of the entire nation on her shoulders.

This was a foolish, insane battle, just like the Abyss's challenge to the gods.

Abyss was determined to make sure Gylvia did her best—and of course, as a reward for the suffering Gylvia had endured, Abyss would not allow the Lord of Nightmares to have another day of peace.

Once His weakness is found, the Abyss's counterattack will begin immediately.

……

People sang ancient songs praising a wise monarch as they escorted Gylvia back to the town's command post, where she would receive emergency treatment from Rebecca. Even as the pain from her not-completely-damaged nerves pounded against her brain like a raging tide, she persevered and did not faint.

Her clothes were soaked with sweat, but the profuse sweat from the pain continued unabated. Alva had already fed her water three times, but she was still lying on the stretcher with her eyes open, encouraging the soldiers and civilians around her with the loudest voice she could muster.

"Thank you for forgiving me. The Restoration Army will surely win! We will fight back soon! The day of restoration is fast approaching!"

The area of ​​her arm that had been completely necrotic due to the high temperature dissolved and became transparent under Rebecca's potion, revealing the bone underneath. If you looked closely, you could see pink, root-like things slowly growing out of the base of Gylvia's arm, clinging to the bone. These pink branches gradually blossomed into pink "flowers," which continued to expand and gradually turned bright red...

Rebecca walked beside her, her eyes showing no sign of tension, because everything was going according to plan.

Leona followed Gvia and saw her friend's injuries healing rapidly, and she smiled sincerely.

Also accompanying her were Hena, Cassandra, Alva, and many other important figures from the Restoration Army. They were all determined to see that the princess was safe and sound before they were willing to leave.

Abyss and Flora, however, were nowhere to be seen—they had other important things to do.

Chapter 109 We Flyed In

"Damn it, if I ever hear you supporting Gylvia again, I'll break your legs!"

Lord Shawcco angrily brandished a riding crop, pacing back and forth beside his servants, spitting and cursing at those who had just given a thumbs-up to the celestial phenomenon.

"Who made us so much money this year? It was His Majesty Kevin! Don't you have any sense of self-interest? How dare you give that incompetent traitor a thumbs up in front of me! Who are you trying to impress?!"

The servants stood there with their heads bowed, not daring to speak. It wasn't that they had nothing to say, but rather that beside them lay a young man, covered in bruises, who had just been whipped unconscious by Master Shawko. This was Master Shawko's groom, who, in the strange vision, had not only given Jivia a thumbs-up, agreeing that her blood oath was effective, but had also involuntarily begun to sing a hymn. Master Shawko was already furious, but hearing the young man's loud singing only fueled his rage. He summoned all the servants to the drawing room and, in front of everyone, whipped him until he was covered in welts and fainted from the pain.

In truth, everyone was disdainful. The "we" Earl Shawko referred to as having made money this year had absolutely nothing to do with these servants he employed. After Prince Kevin's coup, this earl immediately chose to stand with the usurper. As one of the first loyalists, he naturally received many rewards from the king and legal "preferential treatment," allowing him to exploit loopholes and squeeze more money out of his people. But no matter how much money this lord made, his servants' wages remained unchanged.

Moreover, most of these servants were locals whose families lived on his land. They not only didn't earn a penny more from this esteemed count, but they also had to pay him extra, which made them even more resentful of his rule.

This led everyone to eagerly anticipate the day when Princess Gylvia would lead the Restoration Army into the country. If possible, they would make sure the princess hanged that scoundrel count.

"Do you know what we're supposed to do now? Pledge allegiance to His Majesty Kevin!" Earl Shaw continued his sermon. "Our loyalty will be seen by the warrior His Majesty Kevin sent. Once he relays it to His Majesty, we'll be rewarded! His Majesty Kevin is very generous and will certainly not be stingy with our benefits. How can you lowly commoners be so short-sighted?"

The warrior lord that Earl Shawko mentioned arrived at his manor shortly after he swore allegiance to Kevin, carrying a letter personally written by Kevin. This warrior lord was a powerful seventh-rank, seventh-grade Qi cultivator. He had three purposes for coming: first, to become Earl Shawko's retainer, serving as his henchman if necessary; second, to monitor Earl Shawko's loyalty and report back on the results; and finally, to trim Earl Shawko's garden with a pair of shears.

The strange celestial phenomenon occurred during the afternoon nap time. The warrior was still in his room and hadn't come out. Count Shawko was still a little uneasy, wondering if the servants had seen him give a thumbs-up.

"I'm telling you, if the warrior had seen your foolish behavior just now, I would have hanged you all!" Count Shawko grew angrier as he spoke, forcefully cracking his riding whip with a sharp snap.

"My Lord Earl, good afternoon. Why are you so angry?"

Just as Count Shaw was still raging, a leisurely voice suddenly came from the doorway, and two figures strolled in as if walking in a courtyard.

Count Shaw turned his head with some confusion. Entering his drawing room were a grey-haired boy and a blonde girl, both dressed like nobles. Strangely, while the boy spoke fluent, unaccented Ossi, his appearance was completely unlike that of an Ossi person. His features were delicate, his skin smooth, making him appear to be a half-human, half-elf hybrid of the Eastern Empire and Ossi. The blonde girl was even more outrageous; both her figure and face were those of a pure Western Empire citizen.

"Who are you? I don't remember knowing either of you!" Count Shaw looked at the two men who approached warily. "How did those good-for-nothings at the door let you in?"

The two who entered were naturally Abyss and Flora. Abyss smiled and shrugged: "Ah, I'm sorry, but please don't insult your guards. We flew in; we didn't go through the door."

"What!" Count Shock was startled. He quickly stepped back, threw away his riding whip, and drew a short sword from his waist, shouting at Abyss, "Don't come any closer! Guards! Guards!"

"Flora, go check on that injured boy," Abis whispered to Flora. Flora nodded and immediately ran to check on the young coachman lying on the ground.

Abis, meanwhile, continued walking toward Count Shock, his steps leisurely and his demeanor casual.

“My lord, you may not recognize me, but I certainly recognize you, Mr. Shawko. You were among the first to support Prince Kevin after his usurpation, and you were certainly the most obsequious. Moreover, the people of your territory have been terribly oppressed by you these past few days; it's hard not to remember you.” Abyss flashed a smile, revealing her pearly white teeth, and walked towards Earl Shawko. “To be honest, I am a servant of Princess Gylvia. I have three things to do here today: first, to beat you up; second, to burn down your garden; and third, to kill that warrior in your manor. What do you say?”

"Where the hell did you come from, you stray dog! Guards! Chop him down! And that bastard woman on the ground! Seize her!" Master Xiao shouted.

Several guards were already standing at the door, but when they saw the scene inside, they didn't know what to do. Only when they heard Master Xiao Ke's order did they remember that they should save their master.

"Go back. This is none of your business," Abys said indifferently without turning his head.

At Abyss's command, all the soldiers turned around in unison and resolutely left the area.

Master Xiao Ke stared in disbelief: "You! What magic did you use!"

"Just some basic charm spells." Abyss had already walked up to Shawko and was looking at him with a smile.

"Okay, okay, don't hit me, I'll give you anything, okay?" Xiao Ke suddenly started bowing and scraping with a fawning expression.

“If you’re willing to listen to me completely, I won’t hit you.” Abyss seemed pleasantly surprised by Shaw’s words, raising his eyebrows and nodding.

bass!

"I don't care who you are! Die!"

Without wasting any more words with Abyss, Xiao Ke suddenly thrust out his short sword and plunged it directly into Abyss's throat!

Chapter 120 You'd Better Not Touch Her

Earl Shaw looked at the still-surprised boy with a victorious smile and said coldly, "Hmph, you fool, no wonder you can only be a slave under Gvia. You were fooled by a single sentence from me. How about it now, are you finished?"

"It hurts so much... How can it hurt so much?" Abyss's expression gradually changed from surprise to pain, and his hands involuntarily reached for his neck.

"It's too late to regret it now. I don't know how you knew about the existence of that warrior in my manor. I've never revealed this information to outsiders, but it doesn't matter. I'll interrogate your female companion. Alright, kid, say goodbye to this world."

"Goodbye, Mother, I'm setting sail tonight. Don't worry about me, I have oars of joy and wisdom..."

"Huh?" Xiao Ke suddenly realized something was wrong. Wasn't that boy stabbed in the throat with a sword? How could he still talk? And even have the mood to sing this three-hundred-year-old song?

"Take the sword away and let me see." Abis stopped pretending, and the pained look on his face vanished instantly, replaced by his usual relaxed smile.

Upon hearing Abyss's words, Xiao Ke surprisingly pulled his sword out slightly.

The sight before him stunned him. He had thought that the tip of his sword had been plunged into the Abyss's throat, but when he took the sword back, he found that the tip was not in the Abyss's throat at all, but had disappeared. He had just used a broken sword to press against the Abyss's throat!

Some white, cold air was emanating from the sword, indicating that it had been frozen—in extremely cold conditions, even the hardest steel would become as brittle as a potato chip!

"Now may I beat you up? Beat you until you agree to give up your counthood and leave here with your wife who likes to bully servants and your two daughters who make fun of the people." Abis smiled slightly again.

"You! Who are you?! How do you know such advanced ice magic?!" Count Shaw was so frightened that he tried to back away, but tripped over a low stool on the ground and fell to the ground with a thud. The sword in his hand also fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

He had never seen such powerful ice magic as the Abyss! It could freeze steel into something brittle in an instant, without anyone noticing! Although he didn't know what level of mage possessed this power, he was certain that if this smiling boy wanted to, he could kill him at any time, and he wouldn't even have a chance to scream!

“I’m just a random mage passing by, remember that.” Abyss took another step closer to Shawko.

Shock struggled to back away, looking at the Abyss in fear, but stopped after only a few steps, his eyes seemingly fixed on something behind the Abyss.

Then, he suddenly burst into loud laughter: "Hahaha, the warrior has come to save me! Warrior! Save me! I'm going to be killed!"

Abyss glanced back indifferently, and a man standing coldly in the doorway came into view. The man wore heavy armor with strips of cloth wrapped around his chest, and his pale face was covered in stubble. Combined with his cold expression, it was enough to send chills down one's spine.

However, he was very familiar with this person; he had seen him several times before he came. This was the Nightmare Spirit that Kevin had sent.

Nightmare met his gaze, showing no fear, but Abyss was certain the creature recognized him. No wonder, given he was already Nightmare Lord's most wanted criminal.

As for how Abyss knew that Count Shock's family had a nightmare spirit, it all started on the night he arrived there.

The night the Abyss entered the Kingdom of Osiri and stepped into the Osiri Palace, it wasn't just about stealing a few fruit trees. He secretly released several undead ravens into the palace and left a few tiny fly heads in Kevin's bedroom—all Abyss's spies in the Kingdom of Osiri.

But that wasn't all. The undead ravens released by the Abyss weren't just spies. They also carried thousands of insect eggs—the eggs of a type of insect very familiar to necromancers: the carrion beetle.