The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

It's important to understand that ordinary people tend to like positive energy. While too much of a good thing can be bad, as living beings, humans will simply sleep and eat well within a certain amount of positive energy.

Is the appearance of undead creatures related to him?

Maginus abandoned her thoughts and raised her hand to begin casting a spell.

Missile Storm!

With her signature move of launching powerful bricks, she unleashed a total of 20 magical missiles, the surrounding powerful magic immediately attracting the attention of many.

The baron, who had been watching his burning villa and wailing incessantly, realized something and instinctively lunged forward, pulling his servants to shield him.

A barrage of missiles shot out from around Maginus, forming a serpent of light that darted toward Rothal. The fear god, who was disguised as a nice guy, decisively used magic to counterattack.

Shield spell!

The simplest shield spell creates a special force field, and the missile storm that lands on the shield is directly decomposed into magic power. However, when he completes the spell, his servants inevitably cast very surprised glances at him.

In their minds, their lord was not someone who knew magic.

"Who is attacking us?!"

Fireball.

A familiar incantation rang out from not far away. Confirming the gathering of magic, he decisively activated the Mysterious Step on his ring and left his original spot. When he appeared on the other side, he chanted the same incantation.

The fireball landed on the ground, but the exploding flames missed the servants. After a few spells, they all realized that a wizard was attacking their knight.

Amid the gasps, many fled, while some guards looked around, wanting to protect their master while killing Maginus.

Using the Misty Steps to teleport to an open area, the Child of Fear released True Knowledge to look around and finally saw Maginus standing on the wall.

"Hello, my dear brother, let me introduce myself, Leona."

Maginos grinned and, sticking to her persona, revealed her current name.

Upon hearing "dear brother," Rothal realized that the person opposite him was his own blood relative, which explains why he suddenly launched an attack.

Damn it, if we had arrived any later...

"Help! The mastermind behind the summoning of undead creatures has appeared!"

With a quick glance, the knight in front of him decisively adopted a similar approach to Maginot's, diverting the trouble to the church and the authorities to help him deal with the enemy.

Chapter 511 The First Prey

"It's kind of you to have lived in this positive energy for so long. Don't worry, our battle will be over soon."

Maginus raised her hand and cast an oil spell at Lothar's feet. Accustomed to charging and melee combat, Maginus was not actually very used to fighting between mages.

I already know quite a lot of spells, but I still need to gradually change my mindset.

The Art of Maniacal Laughter!

The greasy ground prevented Rothar from falling. As he raised his hand, magic fell on Maginus, and everything in front of him became distorted and comical. However, the spell vanished as soon as it was fully formed.

The spirit and will of the simulacrum belong to Maginus herself; even legends may not be able to affect her, let alone Lothar.

Judging from his current strength, he's only at the lower-middle level. If he doesn't use the abilities of the Fear God Child, he can't even beat her who only uses magic.

Rothal tried to control Maginus, but she didn't even bother to use counterspells. Instead, she unleashed a barrage of powerful spells, forcing the Dread Child to flee in all directions.

Chains of confinement.

The physical chains gripped Rothar's legs, and Maginus grinned maliciously, saying, "Just a heads up, if you don't use your full strength now, you're going to die."

Lightning beam.

Counterspell.

Lightning crackled in her hand, but before she could throw it, it was countered and broken by Rothal. Maginus wasn't in a hurry; she quickly depleted Rothal's magic power, effectively trading magic with him.

Both sides were rapidly depleting their magic power. The Fear God Child became increasingly suspicious, relying on the presence of guards around him. He knew that once his magic power was exhausted, his blood relatives would be outnumbered and outmatched.

Why was she so calm? Could it be related to her divine abilities?

No, being unaffected by magic is likely her divine ability. Once she can no longer cast spells, her reliance will have to be something else.

After carefully observing "Leona", Rothal finally spotted the black scales on the edge of her cheek during one of his attacks.

With dragon blood, she is not afraid of close combat!

Having anticipated this fact, the pressure on the God of Fear suddenly increased, and he felt extremely nervous, hesitating several times about whether to show his abilities.

Once he reveals his power as the "Child of Fear," everything he has worked so hard for will be in vain.

As the magic gradually faded, a guard rapidly approached Maginus under Lothar's hopeful gaze.

Just as the warrior was about to swing his greatsword, Maginus drew a small dagger from her robe, turned around, and slashed the warrior's neck with even greater speed.

Faced with this worst-case scenario, the Child of Fear realized he could no longer hide.

In front of everyone else, he took a deep breath and reached into his dimensional bag to take out a constantly beating heart.

The immense negative energy emanating from the heart resonated with the surrounding environment, suppressing any positive energy within the residence.

Having dodged the attack, he shoved his heart into his chest, roaring at Maginus, "Leona, my blood relative! Your greatest mistake was..."

Pfft!

"Heh, who's going to wait for you to finish transforming?"

Maginus sneered, and Rothal's eyes widened as he looked down at his heart. A bone sword had appeared behind him at some point, piercing through his chest.

The previous spells were merely to distract Rothal; the life force that Maginus had secretly planted was the real threat.

The life force flowed behind the Child of Fear and transformed into bone swords, launching a sneak attack when he was completely unprepared, without anyone noticing.

"Uh……"

Rothal roared, and the negative energy in the city surged, or rather, it dispersed from the city to the surrounding areas.

It seems that his life and the heart in his hand were connected to that negative energy, and now that one of them has been destroyed, the spells that were originally working have begun to become ineffective.

Seeing the Child of Fear still struggling, Maginos rushed forward, severing his hand and grabbing his heart. The instant she grasped it, she realized just what the heart truly was.

This is an essential material for transforming into a lich.

Everything he did was to gain immense power and subordinates in one fell swoop when he transformed into a lich; the undead creatures and negative energy were prepared for him.

As for what divine abilities are, we'll find out once we absorb everything from Rothal!

Maginus crushed the heart, carried the half-dead nobleman, gave a thought-provoking smile to the terrified guards behind him, and then disappeared into the night.

Finding a deserted alley, Maginus unleashed her psychic powers to devour the fear god before her, leaving its life force in the simulation.

The divinity of the god of fear is aggressive, choosing to walk into the trap, rushing into Maginus's spirit along the threads of her consciousness and faith.

"Conquest"

"What are you levying!"

Just as the divinity coalesced into the Dark Guardian, Maginus kicked it through the armor, sending it flying. The power of faith transformed into crimson blood, engulfing the Dark Guardian like a vast ocean.

Numerous sharp blades swirled around the Dark Guardian in the sea of ​​blood, breaking it down into smaller pieces. These smaller pieces slowly ground away the will of the God of Fear, transforming it into pure divinity that merged into the vast ocean.

“Great, I need more.”

The sea of ​​blood emitted a golden glow, and Maginus's eyes, like the blood before him, shone even brighter.

By analyzing the memories of the Son of Fear, Maginos also learned what abilities he possessed.

Increase the obedience and awe of others to control everyone, and also use this ability to influence yourself so that your soul will not be twisted when you become a lich.

"Tsk, useless ability," just as Maginus was about to complain about the ability's uselessness, she suddenly realized something was wrong, looked up at the dense threads on her divine spark, and immediately changed her tune, "A very good ability, now it's mine."

These divine abilities are merely prerequisites; once gathered together, Maginus believes he can analyze and fuse them into stronger, similar abilities.

"Your Majesty, it's already morning."

Mira came to wake Maginus as usual, reaching out to shake her own goddess who was lying quietly. Sometimes Mira felt that she was not a god, but her own sister.

Sitting up in bed, Maginus opened his eyes, and Mira was momentarily dazed by the majestic golden pupils.

When she came to her senses, she found herself kneeling on the ground, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"Phew... Get up, Mira, you go out first."

Maginus's voice was no longer as gentle as it had been when they were together; his heavy voice made Mira feel suffocated.

Only when the goddess raised her hand and ruffled Mira's hair did her body relax, and she retreated from the bedroom with a trembling voice.

"First."

Alone, Maginus released control of her power, clenched her fists, and whispered.

Chapter 512 Many small things add up to great things

"Mr. Paul, you must have met Her Majesty the Queen, right? What kind of person is she? Is she terrifying?"

The Windward Territory continued its advance and captured another number of officers.

As is customary, those who are willing to swear allegiance to Maginot are brought to the throne room to meet Her Majesty the Queen, while those who are unwilling are naturally doomed; she would not be kind enough to spare her enemies.

The prisoners, who were walking towards the castle, couldn't help but ask Paul, who was standing nearby.

When Maginus first used the contract, the officer he met, a bard, was Paul. Recalling Her Majesty's recent changes, a serious look crossed his eyes, and he emphasized his words:

"Her Majesty is usually quite approachable, but she's been in a bad mood lately. Once you're in the throne room, don't say anything. As long as you don't upset her, everything will be fine."

"Are you in a bad mood?"

"You'll know what's going on when you see her. Also, don't treat Her Majesty the Queen as a king, but as a goddess."

Paul said no more, raised his finger to signal everyone to shut up, and stepped into the solemn throne room with these current prisoners and future colleagues.

Pushing open the heavy door, an immense pressure descended upon everyone. The prisoners, having been warned, felt their legs go weak, and some even knelt down outside the door.

The strongest officer at the front of the prisoner column suppressed his surprise and looked up slightly, seeing a woman in a gorgeous red dress sitting on a throne.

However, he could only lift his head halfway before he couldn't lift it any further. He couldn't see Maginot's face at all, and his subconscious told him that seeing Her Majesty's eyes was not a good thing.

And the atmosphere of the castle's throne room—it's less like a place to meet the king and more like the main hall of a temple. Sitting on the throne isn't the king, but rather…

No wonder Paul said he wanted to treat her as a goddess; the rumors were actually true.

Suppressing his shock, the leading prisoner stepped forward and knelt down, followed by the others who scrambled up behind him.

Maginus then seemed to say something, but under pressure they could only nod in agreement. They remained in a daze until they left the throne room, and it took them a long time to come to their senses.

“Mr. Paul,” the officer who had been released from prison swallowed hard, “our Majesty is truly on the path to divinity.”

"Otherwise, the recent changes have been particularly significant. We have no way to get close to her and speak to her normally. We can only deal with her from a distance using magic or other methods."

Paul gestured to the guards to untie the officers, patted them on the shoulder and laughed, "Alright, now that you're out of prison, you should have a good celebration."

"What about Her Majesty the Queen..."

"As long as you don't do evil, His Majesty won't interfere in our private lives, and you won't be immediately sent back to the battlefield. You have more than a month to adapt and buffer. Relax, come on, I know a good place."

The increasingly chaotic continent is full of new things every day, and there have been many rumors circulating recently. Among them, the most concerning is a rumor about fear and slaughter of the divine children.

It is said that some people have begun to hunt them down. There is evidence that the divine children hiding in several places have been found and eventually died at the hands of a spellcaster named Leona.

There are many different opinions about her identity, with some speculating that she was simply Maginus in disguise.

However, this conjecture was quickly refuted. Spy verified that when Leona appeared, Maginus himself was still inside the castle and showed no intention of leaving.

As for the speculation that she possesses emulation skills or something similar, that's another hypothesis.

Many believe that Leona is an agent of some god, or simply one of the children of a god of slaughter or fear.

She only hunts down divine children to gain greater power; she has no other intentions.

Opinions vary, but most people applaud it, since the "children of gods" do pose a significant threat to cities and society, and they may collude with the devil or other cults, causing even greater disasters.

It would be wonderful if someone could teach them a lesson.

However, many high-ranking officials are worried that the divine children are inherently hunting each other down, and that ultimately two of them will inevitably become the vessels for the resurrection of the God of Fear and the God of Slaughter.

The more blood relatives they kill, the stronger they become. A better approach would be to find these divine children and seal them away to prevent the aggregation of divine essence.

"I've successfully drawn some people's attention away from me; it's time to take a break."

Browsing through the latest news, Maginus put down the documents in her hand, her aura still unconsciously emanating outwards.

Over the course of three months, she hunted down twenty-five divine children, seizing the divinity from each of her blood relatives and merging it into her own body.

Therefore, the pressure became increasingly heavy, and the excessive divinity that was absorbed at once also affected her personality and soul.