The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

"Then I'll go up and cause trouble first, you guys take your time climbing."

Flying over eaves and walking on walls.

Carrying a giant sword, she leaped onto the rock face. Her psionic energy enveloped her entire body, making the cliff appear as flat ground. She ran vertically up the cliff, leaving the people below dumbfounded.

The leader of the adventure team, who had previously been forced to lead his team to their deaths by Maginus, had a hint of resentment in his eyes.

He desperately wanted to take matters into his own hands, but the disparity in their strength left him feeling hopeless.

Maginus had already climbed onto the fortress. The outer walls were not protected by magic. His skin was cracked, and his life force was surging out and covering the fortress. Maginus, who had just intended to casually explore the area, suddenly stopped, and the corners of his previously calm mouth turned up in a crazy smile.

"It's been a long time..."

Standing on the grass outside the castle wall, she murmured to herself, looking up at the castle. Through her sense of life, she discovered that there was someone of her kind waiting for her inside.

That was a fear god, currently talking to someone who looked like the castle's administrator.

Maginos was eager to meet her blood relatives after so long.

Looking at the thick city wall in front of her, she had no intention of climbing it. Her fingers gripped the greatsword rhythmically, and her muscles began to prepare for battle.

"laugh"

Organs, bones, and muscles deform slightly; hot air emanates from Maginos's mouth and nose, and the blood circulating at full power generates high temperatures.

Scarlet keratin, resembling scales, appeared at the corners of the eyes, limbs, and chest, but they were faint and did not seem to last long.

Flesh and blood transformed into a dragon.

Since it's a new move and doesn't involve any red glow or similar effects, people might mistake her for a dragonborn rather than realizing she's "the captured Maginos."

Prepare yourself, and Maginus swung her greatsword at the city wall in front of her with all her might. The blade emitted a red light as it struck the wall, and she used her psionic energy to distribute the force evenly across a certain area of ​​the wall.

With a loud bang, the thick city wall was smashed open and broken in two!

The scene inside the wall was exactly as Maginus had imagined: it was filled with the scorched corpses of humanoid creatures, with goblins and other monsters, along with a few humans, sitting around the corpses, eating their own kind to relieve their drowsiness.

The scene was bloody and bizarre. The loud noise interrupted their half-asleep state, and they turned around, their countless glowing eyes staring directly at Maginus.

"Enemy attack!" "Offer her to the great gods!"

A human with bloodshot eyes shouted, and the scene instantly erupted into chaos.

The gods... was it more than one god who brought them together?

The girl put all these things out of her mind, finally no longer suppressing her excitement. She stomped her leg on the ground, kicking up a lot of rubble, and lunged at the monsters.

Cut along the way!

The giant sword spun through the air and fell, its broken metal weapons unable to withstand the attack. The weapons were shattered, and those who approached were all cut in half at the waist.

After killing these guys, Maginus's attack didn't stop. She yanked the greatsword backward and charged forward again at lightning speed, holding the greatsword horizontally in front of her and pushing it towards the monsters.

A line of blood connected all the monsters on the road, and half a second later their bodies split open and flew up. Maginus, however, had already taken advantage of the momentum to swing her sword again.

Cut along the way!

A massacre ensues amidst the monsters, the fallen corpses and flowing blood providing life to Maginus, whose soul energy is absorbed into the girl's body.

As control spells rained down, she, with her extremely strong resistances and the boost of immense energy, disregarded everything and forcefully broke through all the controls while carefully dodging the offensive spells.

Slash with the momentum, slash with the momentum, slash with the momentum...

As Maginus moved in and out of the chaotic crowd, her movements became increasingly skillful, with almost no pauses in between.

Have the army gone mad, sending mid-level troops to launch a sneak attack?!

Finally, someone realized Maginus's strength and knelt down, facing the city walls:

"Great divine child, please kill her and offer her to the great god!"

Chapter 399 Gathering of Evil God's Agents

"A bunch of trash."

A muffled sound came from the city tower. A figure opened a window and fell, the impact of which pushed aside the monsters around him. Then he rushed towards Maginus, who was wreaking havoc.

He can keep up with my speed, so he must be at the intermediate level as well.

Maginus turned and stared at the enemy, an orc with red fur that looked quite unusual, since most orcs were either green or gray.

"An alien species?"

The girl grinned and said, seemingly trying to provoke the orc into revealing his origins, but in reality, she was trying to provoke him into talking trash.

His own blood relatives are still in the city tower; this is another divine child.

The term "mutant" among orcs usually refers to those whose hair and bodies differ from normal orcs. Their physical abnormalities stem from genetic diseases, so they are usually very weak.

This remark, as expected, touched a nerve with the orc. His previously arrogant expression crumbled, and he swung his axe wildly at Maginus, his face filled with rage.

"I am not a mutant! I am the offspring of the great Sleepless One, the one and only red-haired god, Danfu!"

Upon hearing the name of his father god, Magnius immediately searched his mind for information.

The Sleepless One, the chief god of the orc pantheon, K should not have perished, so this guy in front of me is not K's resurrection vessel.

Is he an agent? Does the orc pantheon want to take advantage of the chaos to gain some benefits? Or does the orc god-son in front of them only represent himself?

On the continent of Knoil, orcs live in extremely harsh and cold places because there are always creatures that can surpass them and hinder the prosperity of their race.

The history of the orcs can be described as tragic. In the most verifiable history, they were first beaten by the elves, and then beaten by the rising humans when the elves were weakened.

The Orc God, an extremely powerful racial deity, once fought a great battle with the Elf God, resulting in the loss of one of his eyes. Whether it was stolen or plucked out is currently unknown.

In short, this race is tragic. Maginus thought for a while, and realizing that he lacked the key information to find the answer, he immediately put the question aside and controlled the muscle movement to make the scales on his skin appear for a moment.

The greatsword clashed with the two great axes, unleashing a violent shockwave. Maginos neither dodged nor evaded, instead forming a life crystal beneath her leather armor to shield herself, forcefully withstanding the impact. The surrounding monsters were sent flying.

At the moment of impact, the orc prince's eyes widened. He seemed to have sensed something from Maginus that made him somewhat fearful, something that could suppress him.

Maginos felt the same way; she sensed the orc god-child flash by for a fleeting moment, making him "delicious and juicy."

Divinity?

The only thing that came to mind was this. The girl's eyes sharpened. She knew from the experimental manual of the legendary mage Mekaela that those without divinity were merely beings with divine blood, while those with divinity were the true children of gods.

That orc god might really be planning something.

Who cares? If it really exists, I can test whether I can absorb other divine essences. If there is the will of the orc god inside, I can let K clash with the remnants of the God of Slaughter and the God of Fear.

They collided and separated. Maginus adjusted her grip on the greatsword, and the two charged at each other at the same time. Just as they were about to collide again, the ring on the girl's index finger suddenly lit up.

Flying high five!

A force field palm appeared and slapped towards the orc. The red-haired orc's pupils contracted slightly as he swung his axe, hitting the palm. However, due to the special nature of the force field spell, it did not destroy the palm; instead, it stopped the orc's charge.

The force field hand that had completed its blocking action vanished, and Maginus's greatsword followed closely behind.

"Father God, grant me strength!"

The greatsword fell toward the orc's head, and he roared. For some reason, Maginus could understand the meaning behind his roar.

The orc's body suddenly swelled up, a dark light flashing across its surface. The greatsword struck its head with a metallic clang. Maginus, without hesitation, raised his sword and immediately retreated, not giving the divine child a chance to grab the weapon.

The special, explosive abilities of a normal divine child are troublesome.

Maginus had seen special abilities from many of his own blood relatives whom he had killed, so he was naturally on guard.

Their explosive abilities originate from divinity; simply put, they borrow power from divinity. The divinity within them is not their own, so they must invoke it to use it at certain times.

She lacks explosive power because the divine consciousness within her divinity is fragmented, and divinity itself is slowly becoming hers. The power within the divinity that has not yet submitted is extremely resistant to her use.

"I am going to kill you!"

The orc lunged at Maginus, who, unable to use her life force and psionic energy, gritted her teeth and began to retreat with a sinister smile, her hand sweeping across her belt as she took out a scroll of cloud magic and tore it open.

The mist spread outwards, and the girl bent her legs, aiming at the room that exuded the aura of the God of Fear. With a great leap, she rushed into the room amidst the mist, and her giant sword smashed through the house.

She saw the scene inside: the Child of Fear was an elf, and sitting beside him were humans, dark elves, gnolls, and orcs. This cult probably had a total of five leaders.

The four people in the room all looked at her, their eyes filled with murderous intent, which even gave Maginus an extreme sense of danger.

Fortunately, of the four people, three were just images; the only one truly present was the spirit, the child of the god of fear.

Her laughter grew increasingly wild, and her black pupils gradually turned red with excitement.

Maginus could sense that everyone here was dangerous to her, and the Fear Child could only sit to the side, the Orc Child was the first to attack, while the Elves and Dark Elves could sit quietly at the same table...

She suddenly had a bold guess.

"What is this, a gathering of agents of an evil god?"

Maginus's voice spread in all directions, and the murderous eyes of the four people present turned into suspicion and uncertainty. The next second, the elf made his move!

The art of giving orders!

The elf's spell arrived before it was required. Without any hesitation, Maginus's body made a slight cracking sound as he fell backward through the hole he had created.

The elf's actions proved her guess correct.

There were at least two divine children in this meeting, and behind each of them was an evil god.

What exactly are they trying to do by getting together like this? It's definitely not anything good.

There were no high-level professionals in the stronghold, and Maginus guessed that the orcs and elves would leave before the stronghold was destroyed. Her sudden intrusion only exposed their situation.

This is really getting interesting!

The girl's pupils trembled slightly with excitement, as if she saw the chaotic future prophesied by the ancient tree of wisdom, which was probably also the best time for her to rise.

As she landed, the orc's axe came crashing down on her. Maginus didn't want to clash head-on with the divine child in her rage, so she parried with her greatsword, deflecting the axe to the side, and then quickly retreated.

At that moment, her elven siblings fell from the window and attacked her as well.

One divine child versus two divine children? I can finally relax.

Chapter 400 The dragon is still very strong.

The greatsword blocked the two falling axes again. Maginus, who should have been completely buried in the ground, trembled slightly, dispersing the impact and ensuring that his legs would not sink into the ground.

The surrounding area caved in, and the elf launched an attack, a sword emanating black energy appearing out of thin air and smashing down on her shoulder from behind.

The sorcerer's methods and the god he contracts with are undoubtedly the God of Fear. Even in death, he can create an energy channel connecting to another dimension.

"laugh"

Flesh and blood transform into a dragon!

Releasing her grip on the sword hilt, Maginus swung it backward, her life force accumulating in her right hand, causing her flesh and blood to proliferate wildly and undergo drastic transformation.

His right arm transformed into a black dragon claw, and everyone stared at it in astonishment.

The elven blood relative's magic sword had already struck it, but the sparks it generated did not cause any damage, only leaving a white mark on it.

Dragonborn!

The sorcerer's expression changed drastically. His first thought was of the dragonborn, but he quickly dismissed the idea.

Dragonborn have no direct relation to true dragons; they are slaves created by true dragons and do not even have dragon blood in their bodies.

Is that a dragon-blooded creature?

That's not right either. As a spellcaster, he had never heard of any dragon-blooded creature that could directly transform a part of its body into a dragon-like form.

Ultimately, he focused on Polymorph, quite certain that it was some kind of specific "transformation" spell ability, probably similar to Full Polymorph, but a lower-level alternative to it.

After all, the Complete Transformation spell can completely transform one into a true dragon and possess all the characteristics of a true dragon, while the one in front of them seems to have acquired the physical characteristics of a dragon.

The elf thought a lot, but there was no time for him to think carefully on the battlefield. He blocked the common dragon claw and suddenly tightened his grip, his five fingers closing together with all their might, trying to completely crush him in his hands.

Mizongbu!

Realizing he couldn't outrun the closing dragon claws, the sorcerer used the Shadow Step to instantly teleport away, appearing near the orc.

He made a gesture with his right hand and chanted incantations. Flame energy gathered around the elf, and judging from the incantation and gestures, it should be a scorching ray.

Maginus swung her dragon claws to force back the orc in front of her, then lightly waved her claws to turn it back to its original form, using her greatsword as a shield in front of her.

Five scorching rays shot out from the sorcerer's left hand and struck the sword, the extremely high temperature hitting the same spot on the greatsword one after another.

The point of impact and the surrounding area emitted high temperatures, but the longsword was not significantly damaged; it only appeared slightly red and felt hot to the touch.

Is it true that anything produced by a legendary mage is guaranteed to be of high quality?

The orc stepped forward again, hacking wildly with his twin axes. The black iron sheen of his skin grew brighter, and the red color of his skin made it look as if it were bleeding.

Aside from his divine abilities, he probably also possesses berserk power, and the combination of these two makes him increasingly stronger.