The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

Those who withstood the waves and broke through had marks on their skin as if they had been doused with acid, and their speed slowed down considerably. It was already a great achievement that they were able to move forward at all.

Those who lose their ability to move due to pain and some unknown influence are tossed about in the tide of life. Fortunately, they fall out quickly. When they fall out, they have no good skin on their bodies. In some places, the muscles are worn away and the bones are exposed.

No one died, not a single one.

On the other side, the waves surged and landed on the mage's defenses. The corrosive force wasn't just targeting living beings; it seemed to penetrate to the very marrow and everything else. The life force pounded against the defenses, making a hissing sound, and gradually eroded them.

In the end, however, they failed to break through. The spellcasters were basically unharmed, but the tide stopped advancing and instead enveloped the spellcasters' location, continuously eroding it.

"Hey, what does it feel like to get this stuff on you?"

A spellcaster pulled a warrior who was sweating profusely from the pain and had just run into the defensive perimeter from the waves, asking him as he received treatment and described the situation, his eyes filled with fear and despair.

"The physical harm isn't fatal; what's fatal is that there's something else in the blood-red waves that affects my emotions. It intensifies my pain, and not only that, it makes me feel like I'm about to die, my life is slowly fading away, and I'm about to die completely!"

The soldier was rambling incoherently, clearly having lost his will to fight after the previous attack due to a lack of resolve.

After repeated questioning and confirmation, the spellcasters basically understood that in addition to its extremely corrosive nature, the wave also contained strong negative emotions.

The most serious consequence is that it makes those who come into contact with it feel "on their way to death."

Staring at the liquid life force enveloping the shield, they dared not disarm, nor did they have any good way to break through. However, some mages began to cast spells that allowed them to observe through the eyes of others.

Unfortunately, it was a ritual spell, and it would take some time to complete.

"Has my life force become corrosive after being tainted by the psionic fluctuations influenced by negative emotions?"

"It seems to be still in its infancy; let's call it Bone-Penetrating Blood."

Maginus murmured to himself, the crimson and purplish-black in his eyes deepening, his body tense from the heart area, and some intertwined two-colored lines appeared on his skin.

Unbeknownst to her, she took the opportunity to accelerate her progress towards the intermediate level. The girl gazed at the Bloodstained Society members rushing towards her and struggled to prop herself up.

Maginus is currently in a state of severe injury, with her bones shattered and broken, leaving no intact part of her body; at best, she can only support herself.

His external injuries were even more severe, much like those who were swallowed up by the tide of life, with not a single patch of skin on his body, but now they were slowly being repaired by the power of life.

She looked up at the sky, opened her small mouth, stared at the swirling vortex of life force, and breathed deeply, making her chest bulge.

Listening to the friction of bones, inexhaustible life force falls from the sky and surges into the body, causing explosions all over the body, and the shattered bones automatically piece together, reposition, and repair themselves.

With her skeletal structure nearly mastered, Maginus was almost ready to use her life force to directly construct her skeleton.

Some of the professionals had already rushed to a place where they could see her, and when they saw this, the members of the Bloodstained Society gasped in shock.

Maginus, who can control life force, can instantly recover in this area where many professionals have died, as long as she is not killed by hard damage.

How are we supposed to fight this?!

However, even if they couldn't win, they had to fight back. They leaped forward, trying to inflict more damage on the girl before she could fully recover.

Some people shouted loudly, spreading the news, and the professionals who heard the voices had various expressions.

They didn't think Maginus was invincible in this state, but his troll-like regeneration was indeed troublesome.

Chapter 321: Emotions More Targeted at the Soul

Once her body was fully repaired, Maginus raised her eyes and stared at the charging warriors, skillfully controlling her life force to create a crimson wave that crashed down on them.

This wave was small and thin, the kind that could be swept away in an instant. However, there were some differences on the crest of the wave. They gradually separated into individual streams, with sharp cones emerging at the top, pointing towards the sprinting professionals.

Rush over there.

The thick-skinned members of the Bloodstained Society all thought so. After all, the weakening of the wave greatly shortened the time it took to erode their bodies, and the thinner and smaller it became, making it difficult to cause effective damage.

As for the spike, they all knew that Maginus's life force was soft, and it certainly couldn't break through the defense.

That's what they thought in their hearts, but their actions didn't reflect it. They all chickened out at once, raising their hands to block the sharp cones and ensuring that their vital areas were not attacked.

The crimson spikes shattered automatically upon impact, but the soldiers' hearts sank. They could feel that the spikes of life striking their bodies had become like some kind of hard solid hitting them.

If it was slime before, it's now starting to look more like a block of salt.

Is this a sign that she is about to break through to the intermediate level?

Some professionals realized this and spread the news. Everyone present was shocked. There were intermediate-level cultivators who were only fifteen or sixteen years old, but they did not expect a princess to grow up so quickly.

"Hahaha, suffering, it doesn't kill you, it elevates you, don't you think, David!"

Upon hearing this news, Hebe, who was watching the show, burst out laughing again. He was eager to see those damned nobles and Bloodstained Society bastards die.

David remained silent. In the distance, the high-ranking mage of the Bloodstained Society, Qi Shan Si Jiu Qi Qun, also looked grim, his hands already preparing spells to release the dimensional anchor and to perform spatial teleportation.

Maginus raised her psychic blade, her emotions infused with psionic energy. The black and red in her eyes deepened, and as the energy intensified, flames ignited from them, the intertwined two-colored flames constantly exuding a sinister aura.

The lines that appeared at the heart continued to climb, the red and black twisting as if trying to form something, but because they were intertwined and lacked something, they could not take shape completely.

Ultimately, they could only extend crookedly, climbing up the girl's shoulders and cheeks, as if trying to completely seize her.

"Quiet."

Sensing the abnormality in her body and hearing the whispers in her ear, Maginos's eyes flashed with golden light. She let out a low growl, and the ground around her began to collapse, shattering the stone slabs as she leaped into the air.

Appearing before the nearest warrior with a blurry afterimage, he immediately raised his shield to block the girl's attack. As his arm was pressed down, he thrust forward with his other hand, gripping his sword.

Seeing the enemy launch a thrust, the girl neither dodged nor avoided it, but instead charged straight at the enemy, allowing the sword to pierce deep into the soldier's chest under his astonished gaze.

As her psychic blade shattered, she immediately reforged it into a short psychic blade that slashed across the warrior's chest. All the pain and despair the girl suffered flowed into the enemy's soul along with the psychic blade.

"Uh"

Before he could scream, the blade vanished, and Maginus slammed his hand into his chest, forcibly draining his life force.

A person was reduced to dust almost instantly, with only the armor falling off. She grabbed the hilt of the sword, drew the longsword, and swung it away. The wound on her chest healed rapidly, and even the leather armor was slowly repaired.

While Maginus's magical equipment might not be the best in other aspects, it possesses a self-healing ability, slowly repairing wounds.

Of course, if the damage is severe, it will still be destroyed.

Dropping her longsword, an assassin appeared behind her, raising his scimitar to attempt a rear-entry assassination. The girl, her right leg outstretched, turned and kicked out, severing the assassin's head from his neck.

Her body and soul turned to dust and core once more. She turned and stared at the approaching figures, then raised her sword again. The psionic energy she possessed was no longer solely driven by greed for life, a thirst for killing, or the pleasure of torturing others.

A deeper, more profound emotion is infused into it.

Throughout the killing, Maginus's vision gradually began to wander, or rather, she split her mind and put half of her consciousness into a mental dream.

Gazing at the two-colored world, the petite girl, who resembled a demon, looked at the natural colors of the earth and sky around her, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes. Then, her expression hardened, and she poured her thoughts from her near-death experience into her spiritual energy.

The biological instinct for life, the perceived desolation of death, the helplessness of near-death, the tranquility of passing away...

Compared to violent emotions, these more complex emotions when facing death seem to have a greater effect on her, triggering the Soul-Eroding Blade.

It could also be said that these emotions are more directed at the soul, since death itself is a process of the soul returning to the River Styx.

Destructive soul energy spread out, turning the ground that had once been covered in flowers and grass back into a barren wasteland. The surrounding two-colored world reacted even more violently, seemingly exhibiting a natural resistance and targeting to psychic energy tainted with emotions related to death.

Seeing this scene, the girl couldn't help but recall what the Mind Flayer had told her.

The powers of the God of Slaughter, the God of Tyranny, and the God of Death were once one in another prime material plane, belonging to the same deity, but were later divided into three.

Within their own minds, those who possess the will of K will naturally resist such emotions and may even be affected by them.

The Ks themselves, oh, even the Slayers and Dark Guardians as remnants, certainly didn't care about the emotionally tainted psychic energy, but now all that's left are remnants of remnants, so her influence is completely effective.

Right now, she can be said to be using her mental blade to corrode the soul of the remaining consciousness.

Her body's spontaneous warning of imminent danger brought her back to reality from her dreamlike state. Several spells attacked from the front, all of them fireballs.

She had wiped out all the non-spellcasters around her, and the mages trapped inside seemed to have already devised a plan to blast her to death with overwhelming firepower.

Or blast her until she temporarily loses her ability to move, and then try to create some kind of seal or something.

Maginus wouldn't give them that chance. She used her psionic energy to clear away the remnants of will in her mental space. With a slight lift of her left hand, multiple layers of blood-red shields, neither too thin nor too thick, surrounded her. At the same time, a large amount of life force transformed into sharp cones to intercept the fireballs further away.

She couldn't withstand so many fireballs hitting her, and it wasn't possible now. In that case, she should just let them explode in the distance.

After taking precautions, the girl forged another psychic blade short sword, aimed at a spellcaster hiding in the distance, and threw the psychic blade after confirming the target.

Chapter 322 Reaching the Intermediate Level

The psychic blades, mixed with red mist, blended into a large number of life-pointing cones. Even with True Knowledge, it was impossible to see through this kind of substantial disguise that was covered with a layer of skin.

The spellcaster at the very back was naturally no longer able to defend himself. Facing the oncoming spikes of life, he immediately cast a spell to unleash a fire arrow that did not require any spell slots to counter them.

However, the spike shattered, and the hidden blade flew out, grazing his cheek.

"Hmph!!"

He immediately covered his cheek, his eyes bloodshot from the excruciating pain of his soul being torn apart. He frantically searched his storage space, took out a bottle of potion, and drank it. Once he recovered, he immediately explained why he had roared even though his face was only scratched:

"Soul-Eroding Blade, she has definitely mastered Soul-Eroding Blade!"

The others did not respond, their faces grave as they watched Maginus. Many had already prepared sealing or banishing spells, hoping they would take effect when her immunity was reduced due to her serious injury.

For example, there are petrification spells, salting spells, turning blood into ice spells, and banishment spells. Some people even try to control her through willpower and spirit, defying superstition.

After all, the spellcaster is unaware that Maginus can control vast amounts of soul energy, a fact she has yet to reveal.

The perspective returns to the girl's point of view. Most of the fireballs in the air were intercepted. Their explosions in the air created heat waves and combustion, but not all of them produced violent shockwaves.

The basic Fireball spell simply explodes and spreads flames; it cannot create a physical impact. Most spells that can create a physical impact are modified versions of Fireball.

However, there was still an impact. The outermost layer of the protective barrier she created was directly broken, but the girl quickly repaired it, and five more fireballs still came flying at her.

The first one that hit the outermost layer appeared to be a super magic fireball cast by a warlock.

boom!

The fireball collided and produced a violent explosion, breaking through the outermost layer of protection without stopping. The shockwave vibrated the remaining protective layers, and the life shields that were close to it were completely shattered.

Next came the second fireball, which also produced an explosion and impact, although its power was not increased to the limit like the Super Magic Fireball. Even so, it completely destroyed the protective layer.

The remaining three fireballs were for Maginus to handle alone. As she watched the rapidly approaching fireballs, she tried to move her body to avoid the direct attack. Suddenly, a large number of magically generated vines stretched out from under her feet, pulling her and making her unable to move. The vines even caught fire.

This was done by a Bloodstained Druid, who appears to be a member of the Wildfire Society.

The girl quickly broke free of the vines, but the vines had already delayed the attack enough. The three fireballs fell straight down. The first one had no impact, but the next two booming sounds rang out.

The scorching flames burned her entire body, but the girl's fake armor and the leather armor itself did some of the work, mitigating the damage.

Even so, they turned her skin to ashes and her flesh to charcoal. The impact of the fireballs shook her bones, filling them with cracks, and the flames turned them into ashes.

At the same time, the girl's eyes were still open, although she could no longer see, but her sense of life continued to take over the function of vision.

Her body slowly moved toward death, but she did not die. Even when her bones were exposed all over her body, and even when her bones turned to ashes, she did not die.

The vortex of life force reconnected with Maginus, rushing into his body in a frenzy. His external skin and flesh swelled, or rather, proliferated erratically, all in an effort to survive.

"Keep using Fireball! Attack her with wide-area attacks!"

Someone's gaze pierced through the flames and saw the girl, her body swollen with bloody lumps and disfigured, yet still resisting the intense heat of the flames. They immediately notified all the mages to raise their weapons.

Another barrage of offensive spells was unleashed. They had to suppress Maginus's movements, but the flames and various special effects surrounding Maginus—no, "chunks of flesh"—truly terrified them, filling them with inexplicable fear.

Not only them, but the actions here also attracted the attention of other forces. When they saw the ever-expanding flesh and blood, they felt not only disgust but also fear.

Even trolls can't do this; at least when they suffer damage from certain attributes, their regeneration will completely stop.

Is this really something a human being could do? But considering her other identity, everyone understood.

You must know, she is the Goddess of Slaughter.

The Bloodstained Society members couldn't let it go; they had seen the Slaughter God Child before, but none were as terrifying as her.

Life, death, life, death... repeating the process of escaping danger only to enter death again, Maginus's brain was well protected.

The brain is a vital central part of the body and soul. If the brain is damaged, Maginus may be able to repair it, but it will probably take a long time to recover the lost memories.

To resolve this deadly threat, she probably needs to learn to store memories within her life force, reduce the importance of the central nervous system, and deepen the connection between her soul and other parts of her body.

At this moment, she clearly recalled the techniques over and over again.

The spiritual energy fluctuations of the mind flashed through my mind: the solidified life force of the soul-corroding blade, the bone-penetrating blood, and the unnamed, incompletely formed techniques that absorb the life force from living creatures.

In the spiritual world, numerous small golden dots radiating a blood-red light flowed out from the black and red world and entered the girl's dream body, causing a strange feeling to emerge from her consciousness.

Maginos recalled her physical condition, the structure and shape of her bones becoming increasingly clear in her memory. (The last part, "扒蹴五把玲吾?", appears to be a nonsensical string of characters and doesn't translate directly.)

Psionic energy and life force wrapped around the model like threads, and a brand new arm was completed in her mind. More threads wrapped around it, and the complete version of herself appeared before her eyes.

"That's how the skeleton is made."

Having escaped the dream world, her flesh and blood were destroyed as they proliferated. Looking at this disgusting scene, Maginus's smile did not fade; instead, she was very happy.

At this moment, she had completely mastered the three techniques of Mind Blade, Soul Corrosion, Solid Life Force, and Bone-Penetrating Blood, reaching the intermediate level.

Feeling her hands, which no longer had bones below the shoulder blades, she mobilized her uncontrolled and chaotic spiritual energy and life force, which, just like in her spiritual dreams, wrapped around her hands in the form of silk threads.