The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

Because there was a meeting the next day, Kercia went to bed early. After Brian left the bedroom, his expression turned serious, and he went to find the elven mage Orihi.

After the kingdom had temporarily stabilized, Ehrlich approached Brian and said he had an important prophecy to share.

He made a prophecy that angered and somewhat despaired Brian: that Kersha would be assassinated by a drow elf a year later.

Yes, today's chaos is just the beginning. As the crisis of the entire prime plane approaches, her death will trigger a series of events, and the Spider Queen's conspiracy will ultimately lead to the destruction of the entire Chrysanthemum Kingdom.

This outcome was foreseen by four elven mages and is extremely difficult to change, but it's not without a chance, after all, Kersha's death was the beginning of everything.

There is a special high elf spell that can allow a close relative to die in place of Kersha's fate. Hyanlissa is no longer an option, so the only one left is Brian, the queen's husband.

He was still an elf, perfectly suited for this magic that could change his fate.

The four elven mages, including Eurish, informed Brian about this for the sake of the country's stability. Brian was relieved to know that he could be saved and didn't care about the possibility of his death.

Elves are completely different from humans; the vast majority of them are not afraid of their own death.

After humans and most other creatures die, their unclaimed souls are washed away by the Styx River and fall into other planes. Souls that worship gods are taken to the divine realm after losing a lot of their memories, and they are transformed into other forms, rarely reverting to their original race.

Whether or not they were once people is a matter of individual judgment, but the spirits who have never fallen into evil and whose souls are intact are different from them.

After their deaths, they do not cross the River Styx, but are guided by the Elven chief god to Avanto, the outer realm of the Elves.

That's right, meaning all memories and appearances have been preserved, exactly the same as in the previous life.

For the elf herself, it was just a change of residence. If Brian had died, Kersha could, once she became a high-level mage or with the help of other mages, have the ability to temporarily go to Avandor to find Brian.

"I'm ready, shall we begin now?"

"Let us begin, for the sake of the great guardian of life, we will surely thwart the Spider Queen's plot."

"By the way, don't tell Kercia about this. Although I probably died to protect her, it's still best not to tell her that I took her fate upon myself."

Even knowing that death leads to somewhere else, it is still a difficult thing for the elf's family to let go of.

This feeling is probably similar to when a loved one has to leave your side and go to another place, making it difficult to see each other again.

Is Magnis still here?

"How many of our people have died? She must still be in this unclaimed grassland. I just don't know why she doesn't escape."

"They must be worried that the higher-ups are keeping an eye on her. By the way, the army will arrive in 20 days. I didn't expect so many countries would build an army for one person."

"After all, he is the Child of Slaughter. By the way, have you heard a certain rumor?"

"The various temples seem to have lost contact with the gods? Of course I've heard that. It's said to be a harbinger of some kind of world-ending disaster, but it's just a rumor anyway."

"Heh, don't you think the appearance of the Slaughter God Child and the Fear God Child is some kind of omen? Plus, the Spider Goddess who has never appeared in the open has now appeared. I guess things will get more and more chaotic in the future."

On the vast grassland, a group of people kept watch to prevent Maginus from escaping. During this time, many people were killed for getting too close. Several high-ranking individuals had already appeared on the grassland, but they failed to detect Maginus's presence.

No, I should say we've already captured her, but she's too outrageous. Every time we kill her, her body melts instantly, and then a new version of her appears on the grassland.

This extremely terrifying phenomenon even made the higher-ups a little apprehensive, wondering if she had transformed into something else, such as a quasi-god.

However, the strength of those individuals remained at around the mid-level, and some psionicists also sensed psionic fluctuations, which basically confirmed that Maginus was controlling puppets made from life force.

Her true form must still be somewhere on the grassland. Because of this, it is basically impossible to search for her separately. We must send a large army to sweep through the area.

This time, the various countries basically went all out; they are truly afraid of Maginot. If they can't kill her this time...

No, that's impossible!

While everyone's attention was focused on the ground, in the dark underground cave, piles of white bones lay scattered about. Judging from the skulls, all the bones left behind here belonged to the drow elves.

"Hmm...not enough."

A hoarse yet alluring voice came from the darkest corner. A bone was thrown outside. Maginus slowly raised her head, her scarlet pupils displaying a mixture of purple, black, and gold.

Her body was covered in thorn patterns, and she looked very emotionally unstable.

Having only been there for a few days, Maginus, in order to prepare for the dangers to come, has been summoning weaker half-elves day and night using the legendary item Drow's Nest, and then devouring their souls and lives.

It's probably because most of the drow in the Chrysanthemum Kingdom have been eliminated, and the Underdark can't receive the news in time, so the Drow Nest is still useful, but it's unclear when they will discover it.

Once they discover the problem, the Drow's Nest will probably become completely useless, since it's essentially an infinitely usable advanced teleportation spell, and the other party has to be willing to come over.

Having eaten her fill, Maginos was too lazy to absorb all the life force, so she hastily extracted the life force stored within her body and the surrounding area.

As the view widens, the cave where Maginus is located is shrouded in crimson crystals, and it's unknown how many drow elves she has devoured.

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Chapter 430 Creating Dragons

Fear, excitement, anger, joy...

A variety of emotions surged within Maginot's soul. Faced with the greatest crisis yet, she had no idea whether she would survive, a stark contrast to her escape from Red Sparrow City.

It was quite similar to what happened with Nesser, except this time she had enough power to resist.

"Heh... just go ahead and kill them this time..."

Emerging crimson smoke from her mouth, Maginot muttered nervously to herself, the low prayers of her followers constantly filling her ears. Her entire demeanor exuded a mysterious and noble aura amidst her evil madness.

With a slight twitch of her fingers, she realized that the other individuals she had separated had been cleared away. She casually flicked a drop of blood onto the ground, and the remaining bones were instantly swallowed up by the surging blood.

The surrounding life crystals emitted a red light, and life energy condensed in that liquid. Another version of itself took shape and appeared. It slightly twisted its neck and instantly created a mind blade with its left hand.

One...two...ten.

Each of the ten versions of herself left the cave and ran in different directions to attract attention. This multitasking was also the reason why Maginus was now somewhat frantic.

Her main body slightly turned her eyes, and the Drow's Nest in her hand emitted light. Another meal was delivered to her, and she licked it and opened her mouth to bite down, as terrifying as a wild beast.

The individuals who ran out of the cave immediately went berserk, completely controlled by Maginus's fighting instincts. The grass around them began to have its life force drained by the passively released psionic energy, and the plants and some small insects quickly withered and decayed.

Wherever it passes, not a blade of grass grows.

The druids who participated in the battle frowned, feeling extremely disgusted by the influence of Maginus.

"Quick, go and block her; we can't let a single clone escape."

Fearing that the clone might contain Maginus's true form, and that it might escape, it would be like releasing a tiger back into the mountains, the professionals who had already arrived here immediately approached the incredibly beautiful and crazed girl in groups of five mid-level and a large group of low-level.

There was no way around it; the clones that Maginus created were simply too powerful, no different from ordinary mid-level professionals. The most difficult thing to deal with was her regeneration ability.

If it's just a severed arm or leg, the clone can quickly repair itself, but if it gets slashed by them, it will lose some of its life force.

Based on the sheer number of these clones she creates, some people have concluded that she has reached the level of a high-level professional, and that high-level warriors or mages could indeed be overwhelmed by her sheer numbers.

The most puzzling thing now is where she gets so much vitality, and why she can keep consuming it.

They naturally wouldn't know that Maginus possessed a tool that could summon blood offerings, so their best course of action was to block the main force until it arrived.

boom!

Just when everyone was running around frantically, a high-ranking official finally arrived ahead of schedule.

A person dressed in the uniform of a high-ranking member of the Bloodstained Society stepped out of the teleportation spell, snorted coldly upon smelling the bloody scent in the air, seemingly somewhat dissatisfied.

He appeared behind his clone, wielding a magical scythe with bear claw patterns. Sensing danger, the clone instinctively ducked to dodge the attack, then turned and swung out a psychic blade. But the scythe cleaved her body in two at that moment.

"The dead are leftovers, why can't they just obediently die?"

With a raised foot, before the bloodied leader could even touch the clone, the corpse, along with its red mist and the red clothes made of life force, vanished completely.

The aggressive blood mist injured the nearby professionals, and this scene also made the Bloodstained Guild members who had just arrived here realize just how troublesome Maginus's abilities were.

"Haha~, they've finally arrived."

The girl in the cave opened her eyes, took out her notebook, and crossed out a person's name.

As madness slowly accumulated, Maginot's shadow flared wildly in the red light, drawing more bones together and reshaping them until a massive skeleton appeared in the cave.

Upon arriving, the Bloodstained Guild leader immediately ordered everyone present to begin a thorough search, clearly not intending to wait for the main force to arrive, and extremely confident in his own strength.

If he can find Maginus, he can kill her. She's just a mid-level professional; how difficult is it for her to kill even the Chosen One of Slaughter?

The arrogant high-ranking beings roamed the grasslands, and once they spotted Maginus, they would immediately rush over, greatly reducing the search area.

Just when he thought things could end like this, a cry of alarm rang out, followed by a deafening roar!

"Ughhhhhh!!"

He turned around abruptly, only to witness a shocking and terrifying scene that made even him swallow hard:

"This is impossible!"

A massive, sky-covering figure rose from the ground, causing the earth to tremble and rocks to tumble and fall. Its outstretched wings flapped, carrying the enormous body with them.

"Dragon... Dragon! It's a black dragon!!"

Many professionals were terrified in an instant. The black dragon created by Maginus was no different from a real black dragon in terms of body, the only difference being its soul.

The black dragon she created lacked dragon might, but it used a combination of fear and killing auras to simulate and replace dragon might. Most importantly, it didn't possess certain spell abilities or magic.

However, the physical body is genuine. The girl used a massive amount of life force to replicate the black dragon's body one-to-one, even replicating the flow of magic power. In other words, it can use acidic breath.

Based on this alone, she can be considered a high-level professional, after all, she summoned a black dragon that is equivalent to a high-level one.

How did a black dragon end up here...?

Before the Bloodstained Guild's higher-ups could even think, the crazed black dragon fixed its gaze on him, flapped its wings to create an airburst, and swooped down with its claws outstretched!

"The remaining species are dead!"

The Bloodstained Gang's enemy roared and charged at the Black Dragon with his sword. He struck the Black Dragon's claw with his sword, which, after being blocked, tore through flesh. Before he could even rejoice, the Black Dragon opened its mouth and bit down on him, its sharp teeth even carrying a gust of wind.

Fortunately, his armor was strong enough to prevent the black dragon's bite from inflicting external wounds, but internal injuries were inevitable. The high-ranking warrior who arrived early used his hands to pry open the dragon's teeth with all his might.

Using his immense strength to break the dragon's teeth, just as he was about to escape, a pungent, acidic smell emanated from the black dragon's mouth. The high-ranking warrior immediately realized that it was about to exhale.

Raising his hand to block in front of him, the black dragon controlled by Maginus spewed acid, and the warrior fell to the ground with a wail. He wiped the acid off his body, his skin covered with marks left by the acid corrosion.

Fortunately, his resistance to elemental attacks was high enough, otherwise the wound would have been deep enough to expose the bone by now.

Chapter 431 Squandering Life Force

The claws fell again, and the Bloodstained Guild's high-ranking members keenly observed that their wounds had been completely healed.

A normal black dragon couldn't possibly have such a strong recovery speed; there's only one possibility.

Damn it, this black dragon was also created by Maginus, which means it has the same terrifying regenerative power as those clones!

Unless you cut off its head in one go, all that awaits you is to be ground to death by the black dragon.

His initial contempt for Maginus vanished instantly. He gritted his teeth and attacked the black dragon again, putting the greatsword back into his dimensional bag and taking out two short axes.

He is not a pure warrior; his advanced class is called Storm Warrior, who is skilled in dual-wielding combat and is known for his storm-like attacks.

Man and dragon clashed and began hand-to-hand combat. The Storm Warrior tried to swing his double axes to chop off the black dragon's head in one go, but it was far too difficult.

To sever the black dragon's head in one go, he would need to make four precise slashes in the same wound in an instant, each slash deeper than the last.

However, the black dragon controlled by Maginus is not an inanimate object. It moves erratically when it goes mad, and it is difficult to kill once it deviates from its course. The original wounds will be quickly repaired by the red crystals, and after being repaired, they will immediately turn into the black dragon's flesh and blood.

The high-ranking members of the Bloodstained Guild now understood why they were making such a big fuss this time. They had seen many Slaughter Gods, but none as troublesome as Maginus, whose abilities were heavily focused on survival.

As he controlled the black dragon and engaged in high-level battles with the Bloodstained Guild, Maginus quietly observed him, channeling psionic energy around him.

He couldn't kill the black dragon, but Maginus had a way to do so. If he didn't go out soon, the Storm Warriors would be facing a fatal attack.

More than ten minutes passed, and the ground was thoroughly ploughed by the enormous dragon's body and the shockwaves it emitted. No insects could be seen in the upturned soil.

Storm Warrior showed no signs of fatigue; if he continued fighting, he could battle the Black Dragon for a whole day and night.

Caught up in the heat of battle, Storm Warrior was oblivious to the tense atmosphere. The wound inflicted by the black dragon continued to drain his life force, and Maginus's deadly trap completely enveloped him.

Opening the dimensional bag containing supplies prepared for this battle, Maginus took out a bottle of Pain Water, stared at it for a long time, and then drank it all in one gulp.

The "pain-inducing water" can stimulate the mind, making people recall their most painful moments; upon returning to reality, it brings even greater comfort, making it irresistible...

Maginus doesn't need the latter; she only needs the former pain. Her psychic powers can increase their aggression and corrosiveness with intense emotions!

The fragmented memories, already on the surface, surged up all at once, and the painful recollections enveloped the girl in the darkness, filling her with anger and a destructive urge.

Why should I hide? Why should I suffer this misfortune?

I will make those who caused all this suffer a fate far worse than mine!

The black dragon stretched out its claws and clashed with the giant axe. The Storm Warrior suddenly felt a surge of intense resentment erupt from it, and its previously lifeless eyes, filled only with anger, became much more alert. It opened its mouth and roared angrily to the sky.

Crack.

Its scales bulged out, revealing something completely unrelated to the black dragon. Red crystalline spikes grew around the scales, and crimson gas was constantly expelled when the scales opened and closed.