The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

The most furious was naturally Ebeslut in the capital, but he suppressed his anger and even sent an envoy to the Windward Territory to talk to Maginus about the "land division".

He appeared to back down, but in reality, he just wanted to provoke different opinions from Maginus's side to buy himself time to develop a stronger, degraded killer.

Unfortunately, the plan failed. The envoys sent over tried to persuade the nobles, but they repeatedly refused.

The reason why is that after Maginot became king, their status would certainly rise accordingly!

Amidst the tense situation, two months passed, and the army that had been accumulating in Heman City suddenly marched towards the capital one day, foreshadowing the outbreak of the final battle.

Chapter 524 Searching for the Dungeon

Two days before the army set off.

"Things are getting more and more chaotic in the capital. I heard that several brothers have suddenly disappeared. What do you think?"

At the main gate of the capital city, a few soldiers guarding the city talked dejectedly about the current situation of the capital, feeling that the future was bleak.

"What can we do? We're all from families that, once captured by Maginus, are unlikely to have a good end or surrender. We can either flee abroad or wait here to see who prevails."

One of the soldiers scoffed and began to speak casually: "As for escaping outside, does your family have the money?"

The gatekeepers are all trustworthy people, the descendants of nobles whom Maginus is unwilling to let go.

She never let up on her revenge; if a family deserved to be wiped out, Maginus would make them all disappear from the world without showing the slightest leniency.

The gatekeepers all came from families with whom she could not reconcile, so there was no need to worry about the gatekeepers colluding with the Wind Shelter.

As they talked, several carriages with iron cages covered by black cloth gradually approached. The city guards stood at attention in front of the city gate and began a routine inspection of the caravan.

"What you're selling is... um?"

After scanning the cargo manifest, the captain discovered that the caravan's protector was the Lusty Lips Ball, and the goods they were transporting were, naturally, beautiful slaves.

"Can I open it and take a look?"

He was particularly interested in some of the "goods" on the shipment list, such as tree spirits and fairies, which he had never actually tasted before.

"Please do as you wish, sir."

The caravan members shrugged indifferently. The captain lifted the black cloth covering the women's skirts, revealing pale green-skinned slaves bound with chains that suppressed magic. Even in their dirty clothes and listless state, their natural beauty could not be concealed.

In their arms, several tiny, sickly little ones, no bigger than the palm of a hand, lay listlessly, evoking pity in others while inexplicably stirring a destructive urge within them.

Is it possible to fit something that small inside?

Suppressing his anger, the captain lowered the carriage curtain, patted the team leader on the shoulder, and smiled as he closed the distance between them:

"Bro, when did this group of people show up at the Lush Lips Ball?"

“That depends on when we can successfully render it harmless,” the leader shrugged. “Sir, you don’t want to be completely drained halfway through your work, or turn into some kind of weird thing, do you?”

After dealing with the lustful captain of the guard, the carriage headed towards the venue of the Lusty Lips Ball. Along the way, many spies were following, trying to confirm that the people in the carriage were indeed just slaves.

The carriage drove into the red-light district, and the slave traders yelled at the slaves to get off, then led them through the back door into the chaotic erotic dance party.

Having shaken off the eyes and ears of the royal capital, Neko raised her hand to wipe her cheek, changing her appearance back to that of a slave trader. The guards beside her were some soldiers and Mia in disguise.

Some of the tree spirits and fairies who were feeling unwell removed their collars, clutched their stomachs or hearts, and kept gagging, feeling very uncomfortable due to the negative energy permeating the entire city.

"It stinks! I don't want to stay here for another second."

The tree spirits covered their noses in disgust, which affected their movements.

Under the guise of a slave caravan, a special operations team led by Neko successfully infiltrated the capital to prepare for the final battle.

They have three objectives: one is to find the location where Ebes stores the monsters, and if it is underground, to destroy those places with alchemical bombs.

Another task is to find the old Neserys' spies, confirm their loyalty, and kill those who are disloyal. If they still support her as the Imperius royal family, then bring them in to carry out the final mission.

The final task is to find a way to temporarily bury the underground crypt leading to the Temple of Slaughter to prevent Ebes from escaping inside.

Maginus had no intention of entering that place. He wanted to block it up first, then dig it up after the dust settled, and then ask some mages to cast spells to completely fill the entire underground area.

"Alright, stop complaining and get to work. Here, have one candy each."

In the basement specially prepared for everyone at the Lusty Lips Ball, several red spherical crystals could be taken out from the dimensional bag and handed to the tree spirit and the fairy.

They, who were originally extremely tired, immediately showed excited smiles, took the candy from Nei Ke's hand and put it in their mouths, their faces full of satisfaction and happiness.

The concentrated vitality of Maginot is far more delicious than that of ordinary people, and its nutritional value is also far beyond what ordinary people can match.

Moreover, none of these tree spirits have ever experienced the power of life, so they might develop a state similar to smoking addiction.

In short, the effect of the "candy" was remarkable. Everyone from the forest regained their spirits and began their operations according to the original plan.

Going down one floor from the current basement, the second floor hasn't undergone much renovation; it's clearly been recently excavated, and there are still many insects in the yellow soil.

The tree spirits, undeterred by the dirt, shed their restrictive clothing and stepped barefoot into the soil. The insects that were harmful or useless to the plants were immediately driven away by their scent.

With gentle treads on the soft soil, the tree spirits tossed out the seeds they had brought, burying them into the earth as they danced. The fairies flew continuously underground, shaking off the dust from their wings.

The seeds were stimulated and burst forth from their skin in just three seconds, transforming into vines that spread in all directions. Through the information transmitted back by the plants, the dancing tree spirits used the Qiqi X Zero Qi Seal to filter out areas with strong negative energy.

Two days later, the massive army that had been amassed in Heman City marched toward the capital. Upon seeing this, the spies inside Heman City and the scouts in the vicinity immediately reported to the capital.

The already tense capital city quickly entered a state of war preparedness, mobilizing troops to assemble and stand ready for battle.

Beneath the surface of the Lusty Lips Ball, something unseen by anyone was slowly unfolding. The tree spirits picked up the blood-red bottles they could retrieve and curiously shook them a few times:

"Such a small bottle, can it really get rid of those damn things?"

The tree spirits' efforts over the past two days have been quite effective. Perhaps fearing that too many monsters would provoke resistance from the church, the degraded killers have been placed underground so far and caught red-handed by the tree spirits.

"Don't shake it around, or you'll lose half your hand. Quickly get it to the storage room where the degraded killer is."

The bottle contained a large amount of malevolent life force that Maginos had poured into it. If left unchecked, it would do anything to create a collision between negative energy and its hostile aspects.

Once the negative energy is exhausted, if they haven't disappeared, they will also attack any creature with a certain level of vitality within a ten-meter radius.

In short, it is very dangerous. Only Maginus can control them. Apart from her direct orders, the frenzied, malignant life force does not obey any commands and has no means of countermeasures.

Chapter 525 Pre-battle Preparations

The vines wrapped the dangerous little bottles, and the tree spirit dropped them underground where the corrupted killer was located, without immediately crushing them.

Neko plans to give the capital a big surprise when they want to activate these monsters.

As for now, let's just let the malignant life force stay put.

squeak

Mia went into the basement, sat down next to Neko, and reported the information she had gathered over the past two days.

She went to the contact points that Maginus had mentioned, but Mia carefully staked out the locations for a long time and didn't see anyone approach them.

Most likely, the die-hard loyalists of the old Nesery have completely abandoned their infiltration duties in the past few years, or they have all been exposed by Abes and are now all gone.

"Well, let's prepare for the worst. I'll go and see for myself today."

If all the remnants of the old Nesserian forces that had ambushed them are gone, the task of sealing the final tomb will still have to be completed by the few who infiltrated, which would be a huge workload.

While it's possible to do some of it, it will definitely be very tiring.

You can stretch your muscles and bones inside, walk out of this basement, and stroll through a lavish ball filled with decadent music, wiping your face to disguise yourself as an ordinary-looking man.

Leaving the red-light district, she concealed her presence and traversed the civilian area, following her master's instructions to visit and observe contact points and safe houses that Mia had not yet been to.

Most of them have been demolished or abandoned. Some houses are inhabited, but it is clear that none of them belong to the undercover agents.

There are no Ebes people left, and they probably think that the infiltrating organization related to the old Nesery has been completely wiped out.

After wandering through the entire capital, just when Neko felt that her second target had failed, she found the last house in a secluded corner.

Neko's keen senses made him raise his tail, realizing that there were professionals in the house.

Phew, finally someone's here. I hope the result won't disappoint me.

Raise your hand and knock lightly on the door, lowering your voice as you do so:

"Is anyone here?"

The slight noises inside the room ceased abruptly, footsteps sounded, and the door was pulled open a crack, revealing a pair of cold, wary blue eyes peering inside.

"Is there anything I can help you with, sir?"

The childish voice surprised Nei Ke. The person who opened the door was a teenager, and judging from his demeanor, he was clearly not a professional.

She lightly stomped her foot, and the electric current spread to the surroundings. The professional inside the house had already hidden in the basement, waiting for Neike to leave, still holding a weapon in his hand, ready for battle.

Is he an infiltrator?

A question flashed through his mind, and Neke took out some berserk blood for healing from his dimensional bag and handed it to the wary boy through the crack in the door:

“Give it to your elders, and they will know what it means.”

After staring at Neko for a few seconds, the boy took the Blood of Berserk, closed the door, and left. Neko waited for about two minutes before being invited inside. A composed middle-aged man bowed to Neko.

"Kata, Agent 172 of Project Silent Warmth, may I ask who you are?"

The Sleeping Plan was the last mission carried out by the royal spies before Maginus's departure.

The name implies that if not activated, the infiltrators of old Nesery might live their lives without ever revealing their identities.

As for how many people have actually managed to hold out until now, we'll have to ask the secret agent in front of us.

He coughed once, and given that a battle was imminent, he made no attempt to conceal his identity, wiping his face to restore his original appearance.

“Neko, the current captain of the temporary intelligence room in Nesery, you must have heard of me, Kata Agent. I need all of your intelligence and assistance.”

Kata had no reason to doubt the inside story; the medicine she produced had proven everything.

"Yes, since the fall of Nesery and the initiation of Project Slumber, after the princess—no, Her Majesty—escaped, only 32 members remain in contact..."

The waiting period was agonizing. The remaining 32 people were the type who were "deeply indebted to the king," which is why they did not give up on the mission.

Listening quietly to Kata's story, Neko didn't interrupt his complaints; she knew these hidden individuals were feeling very repressed.

If they don't listen to what the hiders have to say, the hiders might not wholeheartedly help their master.

Sometimes, care and concern are more important than money.

Days passed, and the assembled Nesserian army besieged the city, confronting the army of this pseudo-dynasty on the plains. Neither side took any further action, seemingly waiting for something.

Observing the movements of the opposing army through his binoculars, Commander Joseph stretched his limbs and assigned a small suicide squad to harass and probe the enemy. He then said to his lieutenant beside him:

"Judging from the military alone, our side is clearly superior."

"Qi Lin: There are still four high-ranking people in the capital of Lingmeng Kingdom.

"That's something His Majesty should consider. What we need to do is gain an advantage in the low and mid-level battlefields. Once those tree spirit ladies in the city come out, we should be able to greatly reduce the threat posed by the mid-level enemy."

Joseph knew that there was only one high-ranking official in the capital at present, Her Majesty Maginus, so he didn't need to worry about battles related to high-ranking officials; he just needed to do his job to the best of his ability.

It's unclear how many mid-level cultivators there are in the capital, but they certainly have plenty on their side as well: the fairy sorcerer, druid, tree spirit fairy, two newly joined sword saints, two mid-level cultivators from the Wind Shelter Territory, and others scattered throughout the other cities.

Even if one or two high-ranking individuals join the battlefield, they may still die on the battlefield. As the saying goes, not everyone is as flawless as Maginus.

Of course, if the four high-level players work together, they might be able to eliminate all the enemies without taking any damage.

"Miss Betty, when shall we make our move?"

Joseph asked Betty, who was standing nearby, and the girl in the mage's robe tapped her head, conveying Maginus's meaning:

"Let's start the war tomorrow, to avoid any unforeseen complications."

"Okay, I'll get started right away."

Joseph patted his magical armor lightly, feeling a surge of excitement, knowing that he had made the right choice.

As a general of the Windward Territory and a relative of the Duke, he felt only a little sadness when the Grand Duke died, but then realized that this was his opportunity.

By following Maginus, a larger stage and battles to showcase his abilities await him.

The current outcome proves that Joseph was right. According to Maginos, her revenge will not stop, and she will rise in status as she participates in more and more wars.

What is the purpose of life? For Joseph, he wanted power and profit while he was alive, and he wanted his name to be recorded in history books after he died.

Following Maginos is the most likely way to achieve this.

Chapter 526 Air Supremacy

The movements of the Nesserian army were closely monitored, and they made no attempt to conceal their intentions, stating directly what they were going to do.

A full-scale war is about to break out; you have no choice but to fight, not to run away.

The capital accepted the declaration of war somewhat passively. Their lord paced anxiously in the barracks, asking his commander when reinforcements would arrive.

"Hey, if we don't get any help, we're going to die here. The Netherlands' forces are much stronger than ours."