The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

"Don't panic," a gentle voice soothed the agitated crowd. The beautiful silver-haired woman looked around, her gaze fixed on the shadowy sphere in the sky. "Tell me what happened. I only came here after receiving a message from the Church of the Endless Light."

The old pastor recounted the whole story. Silver Star, sensing the thick curse within the sphere, pondered for a moment, realizing that the killing god had shielded him from the attack.

Although she hated evil people, she still had to deal with them. The Silver Star Priestess waved her hand gently, and a pegasus was summoned, carrying her into the sky to the sphere.

Sensing the arrival of outsiders, the shadow elements rioted, and the Silver Star Priest immediately released starlight and moonlight, the dazzling light quickly dissolving the darkness.

click

The sound of shattering glass came from inside, clearly indicating that Maginus was also exerting force. The heavy sphere did not shrink much after the surrounding darkness melted away, which made the priest increase his strength and release a stronger divine spell.

Chapter 461 Cloth

After more than an hour of whiling away the time, the priest, having exhausted his magic, sat panting on his celestial horse. One hand broke through the last membrane and emerged from the sphere, exuding a volatile and gloomy aura.

Most importantly, her body was covered in purple cracks, with energy surging within, trying to expand her territory but being firmly locked in place.

Not only her body, but her face was also covered in scars, yet that couldn't hide her beauty.

"Tsk, so you're the legendary figure the Dark Night Church was originally targeting?"

While the priest was on guard, Maginus flapped her wings and hovered in the air, giving the priest a disgruntled look.

Seeing that her consciousness was not affected at all, the Silver Star Priestess was stunned for a moment, a hint of awe flashing in her eyes. Realizing something, she nodded slightly: "Lord Imperis, thank you for your help."

"You guys provide the money and I'll just provide the labor. Give me the mirror, no problem, right?"

Dragging her cursed body, a somewhat irritable Maginos weighed the mirror shards in her hand and asked the Silver Star Priest, who had almost exhausted her spell slots.

She looked in the mirror; the mirror was completely shattered, and the frame was twisted beyond repair, rendering it practically useless.

"it is good."

The two, who had not argued, looked up at the sky almost simultaneously. As the crisis was averted, the passage between the Prime Material Plane and the Shadow Plane was immediately closed, and sunlight finally shone down from the sky.

Flapping her wings and returning to the ground, Maginus sensed her physical condition, which wasn't good. A massive amount of shadow element was entangled with her life force, and it would probably take a long time to deal with it.

"Forget it, let's just consider it as adaptation and the development of resistance. Besides, there is divinity in it, although it is very little."

She comforted herself, then took out the mirror shards, wondering how to use them. Her life force surged forth again, as she tried to find a suitable candidate.

Her attention kept shifting to the people who had just experienced the disaster. Just when Maginus thought she was going to return empty-handed again, she noticed a peculiar aura.

Two children with fragile vitality huddled together, struggling against the shadow elements that were eroding them.

Stepping into the somewhat dilapidated house, I opened the cellar door and entered. Two brown-haired girls were struggling to stay afloat, while the older child, still somewhat conscious, was vaguely pleading for someone to save them.

"Whoever it is, please come and save us..."

The larger one is blinded by the shadow element, and its body is scarred, some by the shadow itself and others by the shadow's erosion, with black flowing over the wounds.

The smaller ones were even stranger; they didn't have many external injuries, but most of their bodies were eroded by shadow elements yet they hadn't died.

Does one have an affinity for shadows...?

Looking at the two of them, Maginos smiled and placed her hand on the larger one.

"what's your name?"

The girl's body trembled, and as she sensed someone approaching, she screamed, "Mia, please save my sister Mira..."

Even though she was about to die, she remained calm and had a good temperament.

"I can save you both, but the condition is that you become my followers."

Maginot did not use her charm, nor did she use any seductive words, but her tone was cold and ruthless. If she said she was unwilling, she certainly would not save the person.

"I am willing."

"I can't breathe," said Mia, the brown-haired girl, her heart filled with joy at the news that she and her sister had survived.

“Very well, you two. Remember my name. I am Magnis Imperius, the god of death, representing death on its way and the time before death.”

Maginus placed her hand on the tops of the two girls' heads, her voice becoming very gentle. From now on, they would be her followers, especially the younger one, who, with proper guidance, should have great potential.

Well, as long as they're not dead.

By gripping their heads tightly, Maginus's wrists split open automatically, and vibrant blood flowed to their foreheads, then slid down their faces and into their mouths.

The sweet, metallic taste made Mia and Mira swallow unconsciously. They immediately felt flames burning inside their bodies, burning away their pain and despair.

This blood isn't for combat; it contains absolutely no negative emotions.

"Drink it, this is my blood, it can give you a new life."

Maginus patted the two on the head and instilled memories into them through the psionic link: "Take it, this is the knowledge I'm giving you, it will make you stronger."

Her voice was ethereal in their consciousness, yet deeply imprinted in their minds. The excessive shadow elements on their bodies were gradually resisted and neutralized by their life force, and their physiques underwent certain changes.

Most of the benefits are that their presence will be reduced, which will be more obvious in the shadows, while their strength will increase in the dark.

The downside is that you'll likely not like sunlight much in the future, but compared to death, it's just a small price to pay.

In the dark basement, Mia was woken up by Mira shaking her.

The brown-haired girl's memories of the time before she fell into a coma were somewhat hazy, but she clearly remembered the instructions of the God of Death and the new knowledge that had appeared in her mind.

The souls of himself and his sister have been sold to some god, whether an evil god or a benevolent god. Judging from K's words, it doesn't seem to be a benevolent god.

"Sister, look! This was left by Lord Imperius, who saved us!"

Seeing her sister awaken from her coma, Mira held the blood-red sculpture with both hands, full of reverence and trust in the great god who had saved her.

Mia stared at the statue, then reached out and hugged her sister, crying, "I thought we were both going to die."

"Okay, don't cry, don't cry."

Mira put down the statue and gently patted her sister's shoulder, as if her sister were older at that moment.

After venting her emotions, Mia looked at the statue that Mira had picked up again and raised a finger to remind her, "Don't take it outside, uh..."

Not knowing why Maginos should be called, she pondered the titles of other goddesses: "The church of the deceased may not be accepted by others yet. Before confirming, hide the statue to prevent it from being damaged."

"Okay! I understand, I will keep it safe."

Mira nodded vigorously, and she and her sister found a relatively secluded place to hide the statue temporarily, planning to find a different spot later.

As Mia stepped out of the cellar, the blinding sunlight streamed in through the window. She squinted, thinking that she should be happy to see the long-unseen sunlight, but her body wasn't quite used to it.

The aftereffects of resurrection... thankfully, I'm still alive.

As Mia stepped out of the door, she looked at the corpses, bloodstains, and visibly damaged houses on both sides of the street, and felt extremely fortunate.

I am still alive, and I have become a servant of a god, possessing a future and power.

Chapter 462 Crossing the Desert

I took some time to visit Bennia. Maginus gave her most of the fragments, keeping only a small portion for himself. He planned to use this material to repair the broken Guardian Angel and improve it further.

As darkness was broken, the gates were quickly opened, and the caravans besieged in Mirror City hurriedly left the place of trouble.

The same was true for Primia; the Golden Flute Merchant Guild soon set off with Maginus.

The wagons loaded with grain were completely empty. Primia had received news from Maginus when the city was under lockdown, and seized the opportunity to leave enough food for his people to last a month. The rest of the grain was sold at a high price, making a fortune from the natural disaster and man-made calamity.

The grain wagon has now been converted into her personal vehicle, with a soft wool carpet inside and even a small bed. The shaking during driving has also been greatly reduced through modifications.

The carriage had been modified to be more comfortable, but Maginus herself was not very comfortable, mainly because of the curse on the legend, and the energy in her body could not be dispelled in a short time.

The chilling aura surrounding her body somewhat hindered her vitality and impaired her combat abilities.

"We need to get more energy..."

Looking at her face, covered in purple, eroded lines, she closed her eyes and breathed deeply, drawing in the magic from the air like a bellows, transforming it into life force to fight the curse.

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The journey was not without its challenges. On the tenth day after leaving Mirror City, Primia's enemies finally arrived.

It is unknown how his enemies learned of this, but as soon as the caravan passed through a pass, a large number of bandits suddenly jumped out from the cliff and launched an attack from above, catching the caravan guards off guard.

Several people died, but there was no follow-up. Under normal circumstances, Maginus would only take action if the entire caravan was about to be wiped out, but now that things are not normal, she needs vitality.

"I have no idea where this news came from."

Since someone was offering her food, she naturally wouldn't be polite. She released her spiritual energy, raised her hand, and gently clenched it. The bodies of the bandits and horses all exploded in an extremely tragic manner, and after being shattered, they turned into life force that flowed into Maginos inside the carriage.

After taking another bite, Primia immediately sent people up to check the situation. They found relevant information among the remaining items, revealing that the group had been sent by her brothers and sisters.

To ensure its authenticity, he even consulted a fortune teller. Unfortunately, the information was true; they had already started fighting amongst themselves over the family fortune.

"Do your parents just let you fight amongst yourselves like this?"

“I don’t really want to talk about him,” Primia said, rubbing her temples as she heard the sound of the carriage behind her. “He’s a scoundrel who has absolutely no feelings for us and even dreams of immortality.”

"As for our mothers, we don't have the same mother, and we've always been scheming against each other, so let's not even talk about it."

Primia was plotting in his mind. The most important thing now was to take back the merchant guild in the capital of the next kingdom. All that was left was to cross the desert. Moreover, his brothers and sisters did not know that there was a powerful figure on their side.

Having dealt with her pursuers and crossed the massive pass, Maginus, sitting in the carriage, suddenly opened her eyes and looked into the distance, as a dry, hot wind blew through the forest.

The trees became increasingly sparse as they went forward, and the earth began to crack. Once they had completely left the forest, yellow earth came into view. From this point on, they had arrived at the Gobi Desert, the boundary between the desert and the forest, and the road ahead would be even more difficult.

Amidst the endless yellow sand, drought-resistant horses and wide-wheeled carriages traversed the desert under the blazing sun. Everyone had changed into clothes suitable for desert travel, with wide robes that provided ventilation while protecting them from direct sunlight.

Even so, the scorching sun was almost unbearable for everyone, but they were reluctant to drink the water in their bottles. Instead, they wiped their parched lips and continued on their way.

Maginot, inside the carriage, didn't feel too hot. She didn't even need to control the temperature or apply false armor; the shadow elements on her body automatically helped her cool down.

As a result, the temperature around the convoy was actually lower; it would have been even hotter without Maginus emitting shadow elements.

A few creatures were wriggling underground, probably sandworms or something similar. Maginus hadn't seen any particularly large individuals yet, and wasn't interested in the smaller ones. They didn't dare attack the caravan either, and obediently lay in wait in the desert for small prey.

This was a place where ordinary life could hardly survive. The caravan didn't encounter any decent monsters along the way, only a few resentful mummies who had died of dehydration. They would come out of the ground at night to attack people, but they didn't cause any major damage to the caravan.

However, as they continued deeper into the desert, the situation changed again. The harsh, extreme environment, under the influence of magic, gave rise to magical creatures. The species that could survive here were more or less able to manipulate magic.

"what!"

A scream rang out, and swarms of small scorpions, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, emerged from the ground, baring their pincers and stingers as they attacked the caravan. Maginos opened her eyes in confusion, then casually waved her hand, killing all the scorpions.

Is it just my imagination? I feel like the animals in the desert are a bit restless, as if they've been affected by something.

Maginus stroked her chin, her intuition telling her that something dangerous was about to happen in this desert, probably in a year or two.

"It's none of my business. It's better for Primia to finish dealing with this as soon as possible and leave this troublesome place with the caravan."

Making plans, she gently stroked her cracked arm, knowing that if she encountered the same thing again, she might not be able to handle it.

But the next city... shouldn't be a problem, right?

Maginus recalled the intelligence: the next country was called the Kingdom of Broadleaf, and it would be fine to call it Broadleaf City, since there was only one city in the entire desert, and there weren't even any villages outside.

This place has a country that seems to be related to the forest goddess. It is basically the domain of druids, and the city's population consists of humans, elves, tree people, tree spirits, and fairies.

Indeed, in a sense, this place is actually the kingdom of tree people, tree spirits, and fairies.

Every so often, the druid cults associated with forests on the continent of Knoil would come to Broadleaf City and slowly help the city expand its land, planting trees to hinder the spread of the desert and even causing it to recede.

These druids are great, but there are also many eccentric ones among them. Fortunately, we are just passing through this time and there is no need to stay in Kuanye Kingdom for long.

Chapter 463 Dungeon

The caravans, traversing the desert and witnessing numerous mirages, followed the main roads and stone tablets in search of direction. After a long and arduous journey, they finally spotted the only oasis in the vast desert.

Drought-resistant trees began to increase in number, and a massive city wall, large enough to withstand sandstorms, came into view. A small number of caravans and some professionals moved between the city gates, but there were many more druids.

The caravan seemed to have arrived just in time for an important event by the Druids, as quite a few Druids had already gathered there.

"Phew... We've finally arrived..."

Everyone felt a sense of comfort looking at the green country before them; they had never thought that the forest could be so pleasing to the eye.

They hurried into the city, the damp air helping to soothe the travelers' dry, cracked skin. Primia, along with Maginus, quickly made their way to the merchant guild's stronghold in this desert oasis.

"Primya, do you believe me?"

On the way there, she suddenly said something that puzzled the merchant, but he still expressed his trust in her: "Of course, without you, my caravan would have suffered heavy losses."

"You were originally planning to stay here for a while, weren't you?"

"About half a year, what's wrong?"

"My advice is to take the caravan and leave as soon as possible. It seems that something terrible is about to happen in Kuanye Kingdom. If we delay, we may not be able to leave. Anyway, whatever you plan to do, I will set off in three days."

Maginus explained his premonition to him, and Primia's expression turned somewhat grim, for he knew how serious things were precisely because he trusted Maginus.

She didn't say anything scary when she was in Mirror City, so if things here are even more difficult than in Mirror City, she really should run away as soon as possible.