The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

With things settled by now, most people were asleep. She thought for a moment and went into the study first. Rachel was indeed still awake, engrossed in a spellbook that Maginus had just copied from the lich's remaining memories, her dark circles no less pronounced than Benia's.

“Rachel, I have something important to tell you first. You are the only one still awake right now. I may encounter some misfortune in the coming period of time, be sealed or thrown into another world, and it will probably be difficult for me to come back.”

Rachel put down the spellbook, frowned, and floated to Maginus's side: "Master, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Don't step out of the palace. Protect the Maze Lock. You are one of only two people with the authority to control it."

"Yes, is there anything else I can help with?"

Leona was manipulated into walking into the library, taking off her clothes and standing there. Maginus nodded and said, "Yes, help me adjust Leona's body data and turn her back into Maginus. I will infuse this body with the necessary things."

The reason Nesser was able to remain so calm was entirely because Maginus was there to keep things under control. Once she disappeared, the neighboring countries that had been bullied would definitely be eyeing her again, eager to take back everything they had lost.

Some may fear her return, but even if the mastermind behind sending Maginus away doesn't personally go to Nesery, they will spread rumors that she has completely disappeared, and this rumor alone will cause many countries to lose their composure.

With his hand on Leona's head, Rachel Beth cast a spell to control the reconstruction of flesh and blood, and Maginus sculpted the avatar into her "young" appearance, or rather, her appearance during her escape.

Even though the goddess of death has vanished, Queen Nesser will still exist. In order to suppress the chaos that may arise after her departure, Maginus must control his avatar with ruthlessness, maintaining the same fierce personality he had before becoming queen.

This is why she sculpted her body to be about 1.75 meters tall; at this time, she was at her most violent age.

With her brows furrowed and a murderous aura swirling within her, Leona, reshaped into a young Maginus, exudes a palpable sense of dread. Her lifeless eyes are filled with despair, anger, and resentment.

"call……"

Controlling her avatar's movements, a sudden surge of anger arose within her. Through her youthful body, Maginus's pent-up rage seemed to have found an outlet, though it had not yet fully erupted.

After all, the original body is still there. Once the original body disappears, the avatar will probably go on a killing spree.

After spending the night recovering, Maginus returned to his study, hugged Mira, and asked her to inform everyone to gather at the Church of the Dead, and that Lenia also had to come.

"I will disappear for a while..."

After the reason was reiterated, everyone looked incredulous, and her queen hugged her tightly with great concern: "What should we do then?"

Maginus hugged Lenya tightly, then released her and embraced Neko, before turning to hug each of his priests: Melu, Mia, Betty, Evie, Ras, Thema…

"Don't worry, things aren't that bad. It's just that the Goddess of Death has been gone for a while. I can continue to control the situation here through my avatar, although my strength will be slightly weaker."

"What happened? Why did they suddenly call us over?"

At this moment, the church doors were pushed open, and Yue Liang, Yue Qian, and Cosimoya were called over. Maginus patiently repeated the story once more, causing Yue Liang to raise an eyebrow:

"It is truly an honor that the three of us are entrusted with the care of the young emperor."

"After all, the three of you have witnessed my downfall and are trustworthy."

Similarly, Mainta and Bayadurusti, who had also witnessed Maginus's downfall, were not summoned. The Mind Flayer and the Githyanki were subdued by her through force, so they are not trustworthy.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, she led them to the core of the Maze, where Rachel was already waiting. With a light snap of her fingers, Maginus opened a portal to the demiplane and beckoned everyone to enter.

The three extra people, along with Lenya who had not yet become followers of the Goddess of Death, all felt comfortable in the environment. The followers of the Goddess of Death even felt like they were coming home, and their strength increased significantly.

"This is a demiplane attached to the prime material plane; of course, you can also consider it that way."

"The embryonic form of a divine kingdom."

As the girls released their faith into the air, they took deep breaths, feeling as if they were being embraced by Maginus, and their bodies radiated dazzling light.

Located in this area, they can receive the permanent blessing spell. As long as they don't leave, the blessing spell will continue, and even if it is dispelled by magic, it will take effect again in about ten seconds.

“This is the last refuge,” Maginus introduced to the group. “If even the Maze Lock is breached, you can hide in the demiplane and you will be safe for at least three years.”

"You talk as if you're about to die."

Cosimoya shook his head, and Maginus chuckled: "I'm sure I won't die. I've been worried about you guys the whole time. If I come back and find everyone gone, I don't know what kind of monster I'll become."

“Don’t worry, Your Majesty,” Mira grasped Maginus’s hand, her eyes resolute, “we will definitely protect ourselves and Her Majesty the Queen.”

Chapter 656 Piercing the Sky, Destroying Everything

Having made arrangements for her "afterlife," Maginus did not explain the details to the other officials and nobles. In her eyes, they were merely expendable resources, and when Nesery faced danger, her enemies would not bother to take the lives of these officials and nobles.

She also visited the four churches of the gods, requesting their assistance should Dover be attacked by evil or lower realm creatures. The bishops agreed.

Nerves were on edge as the days passed peacefully, as if nothing would happen. Her premonitions and the prophecies offered by the ancient tree of wisdom were simply inaccurate.

However, this peaceful daily life came to a complete end in the spring.

Shocking! The current King of Nizmore, Whinet Nizmore, has declared that he will launch a campaign against the evil nation of Nesery, which is constantly attacking other countries.

"So it was him... Whitney alone couldn't have accomplished this. I wonder who else could have done it."

Maginus narrowed his eyes. Mira rushed in, forgetting to knock, her eyes filled with worry: "Your Majesty..."

"Don't panic, has Whitney's army set out?"

"No intelligence has come in yet. Nizmore is too far away from us, making it difficult to obtain intelligence."

The head maid steadied herself, took a deep breath, and regained her composure: "But there's good news. The deposed lord of Volcano City wants to surrender to you."

"He..."

The lord of Volcano City, a few years ago he almost took action against Nesery on the orders of the former king, but Maginus caused the vampire disaster, which he used to shirk his war.

In short, he had never had any conflict with Nesser, and now he was coming to surrender to him. It was simply because he had bet on the wrong horse during the previous struggle for the throne. As the Goddess of Slaughter, Whinet would indeed have a very high probability of settling things with him after she came to power.

"They haven't arrived yet, have they?"

"not yet."

"Tell him that Nethery welcomes him, but on the condition that he brings some gifts, such as the army's route of advance, the composition of the personnel, or something like that."

Maginus gave the order, closed his eyes, and pondered what methods Nizmor might have to temporarily remove her from the chessboard of the continent of Konoil.

Unexpectedly, he was on a completely different level from himself, and there must be other helpers helping Whitnet deal with him.

Not long after the lord of Volcano City arrived, he actually sent back intelligence, which showed that he valued his life very much.

Whitney didn't put much thought into the composition of the troops for this expedition. No, it should be said that he had ulterior motives. The troops he sent were either old, weak, sick, or inexperienced, and they didn't look like elites at all.

Rather than an attempt to attack Nesery, this seemed more like bait. However, an army composed solely of remnants and new recruits was no match for Nesery's forces. Maginus couldn't help but speculate that a legend from Nesery would appear on the battlefield, with the aim of forcing her to do so.

"It's pretty much a done deal. Looks like I need to make my move first, Mira."

“I am in the neighboring town of Qisi 5 Jiu IV 98.

"Send a message to the Mage Guild for me, saying that I am going to personally attack Nizmor's army. Also, have you heard anything back from the children who entered Nizmor? Have you found their camp?"

As Maginus rose from his chair, he looked out the window. Mira handed him a document detailing the calculated distances between the main encampment of Nizmohr's army and the Dover Palace.

After a quick mental calculation, she waited for the day her words would appear in the newspaper.

A month later, the words were printed at the beginning of the monthly report. Maginus even waited four or five days for the newspaper to be seen by middle and high-level people all over the mainland, and stretched his muscles by interlacing his fingers.

"Your Majesty, what are you going to do?" Mira asked, somewhat puzzled.

"To take out Nizmoor's regular forces while maintaining such a large geographical distance in between."

Only a very few people witnessed the killing of the Gnoll King and the dealing with the Divine Abomination. No one knew what it meant for a god to walk among mortals. Now let them know, and plant seeds of fear and awe in their hearts.

Upon reaching the top of the palace, a cool spring breeze swept over the area. Maginus recalculated the distance, a long-lost sense of irritation and anger rising within her: "Fine, let me test just how strong you are."

Her body exploded, and life force flowed outward like fresh blood. Life force, spiritual energy, magic power, and the power of faith converged in Maginus's hands, and a transparent arrow and a longbow appeared in her hands respectively.

Four types of energy filled the two, causing them to gradually solidify. The solidification process was extremely slow. The Lock was currently operating at full capacity, assisting Maginus in building miniature magic arrays inside the small bow and longbow. The number of magic arrays quickly reached dozens and even hundreds.

Killing Aura, Fear Aura

The black and red colors were incorporated into the arrow, and the ordinary arrow emitted a terrifying spiritual light, unable to suppress its negative characteristics.

Mental attack, soul-corroding blade

The psionic energy was infused into the blade, which was fused with the arrowhead. It looked very sharp, and if you looked at it for a few seconds, it could actually cause soul trauma.

Psionic Power: Unstoppable Bleeding; Psionic Power: Penetration Amplification

The arrowheads are imbued with special properties; even if someone survives an arrow strike, their wounds will never heal, and the anti-magic field cannot stop the arrows from falling.

Bladestorm Overload: Augmentation

Cracks appeared on the arrowhead and shaft, and blood-like tendrils brought them together, making the entire bow and arrow chaotic and eager to drink blood.

The immense pressure spread outwards at that moment. Mira, who had received the news, shielded the weakest of them, Lenia, but even so, the queen still fainted. People outside the palace could also feel the stagnation, and their breathing became extremely difficult.

And this scope is the entire Nesseril.

Divine Bloodlust: A Ruthless Hunt, A Feast of Slaughter with the Blood of Imperius

Her pupils contracted slightly, and a line of blood extended from the eyes of the Goddess of Death, piercing through space and landing in various military camps of Nizmor. The blood-red vines on the arrow blossomed, with a ring of serrations along the edges of the petals, and the cracks revealed a light full of killing intent.

Nocking a longbow and symbolically drawing the bowstring, the foundations of the entire Dover region began to sag. Maginus ignored it, a grin spreading across his face: "Take it, this is the blow that represents my entire life."

Release the bowstring, the arrow slices through the air, and in the next second it tears through space, drawing a crimson line across the sky as it shoots toward Nizmore's location.

The route was straight, and all the creatures in the regions and countries they passed through shuddered, sensing an unprecedented danger to their lives. They subconsciously looked up and saw the blood-red crack lying horizontally in the air.

Chapter 657 Deterrence

"The bait has already been sent to Nesery, right? When will it arrive?"

"If we are traveling at full speed, we can arrive in two months at the latest. The main route will take us around Crystal Salt Country, which will take more time."

In the gardens of Nizmore Palace, King Whitney was conversing with his ministers when a sudden pang of fear made him clutch his chest. He looked up in terror and saw something approaching from the horizon.

Not only him, but the legends also noticed the arrow shot by Maginus. The spellcaster used spatial means to arrive in the air, thousands of kilometers away. The arrow would reach Nizmore in about ten seconds.

Danger, extreme danger. That scarlet arrow was an attack they could neither block nor redirect, and could only watch helplessly as it approached.

"I go first."

Regardless of what Maginus intended to do, the legendary spellcasters had no intention of interfering. There was no need to risk their lives for a nation; the Goddess of Death's attack was simply too terrifying, and it would be disastrous if they were caught in the crossfire.

He used advanced teleportation to temporarily leave the capital, Ling Meng. Wu Yiqi, Ming Qi, and Lu Yi appeared in the distance from the capital, wanting to see what was going on.

The crimson arrow flew into the sky above Nizmol, and the entire structure disintegrated, exploding in all directions. The shattered fragments wriggled in the air, transforming back into powerful arrows that flew toward the location predetermined by Maginus, following the Bloody Pursuit.

Good news. Her target isn't you or me.

Whitney had already been led out of the palace and away from the capital by the legendary spellcaster who was with him. Crimson fireworks burst in the sky, clearly visible to everyone. After calculating their trajectory, the legendary mage could determine their route:

"The bad news is that she's aiming for one of the largest armies."

Upon hearing this news, Whitney's heart initially eased, but then tightened again. She grabbed the mage's hand and said, "Then please, do you have any other legends to help us hold them off?"

"It can't be done."

The arrow was reflected deep in his pupils. The legendary mage, who had already formed a blood feud with Maginus, was filled with regret: "Even a split arrow is equivalent to a legendary's full-force attack that ignores most magical effects and has many magical effects. It can only be worn down by having enough energy."

"It's simply impossible for me to do that; how to release all the energy at once is still a huge problem."

Well, actually, it's possible to try and take it head-on, but there's a very small chance of failure. But even a small chance is a possibility, and a legendary mage wouldn't choose to take that risk.

"Are we just going to stand by and do nothing? ... Please immediately notify all the soldiers in the locked-down camps to return to the capital with their personal guards and a portion of the garrison."

Whitney's back teeth were almost shattered, and the thought that her army might be left with nothing made her heart clench. The legendary mage cast a spell, but in doing so, shattered Whitney's hopes:

"There's no chance now. It's too late. We could have at least notified her when she launched, but now, even if we had, it would have been difficult to leave."

Meanwhile, the same scene was playing out in many military camps in Nizmoor: a group of people with a keen sense of danger felt a chill run down their spines in the open, but they had no idea where the danger came from, like headless flies.

Blood-red fireworks exploded in the sky, and only then could one see the red arrows flying straight towards the military camp. The general came out of the tent, and the squad leader picked up his weapon to try to attack, but naturally, he couldn't hit the target even with a single shot.

"Defend! Defend now!"

It fell with an unparalleled momentum. The soldiers and generals initially thought it was just targeting the shadow of a certain general, until the arrows got close and they realized something was wrong.

The blood trails left behind are actually the constantly dissipating life force. The fact that even the traces left behind can stay in the air for so long without any sign of disappearing shows that its energy must be extremely terrifying.

As soon as the defensive spells were set up and the arrows were planted in the ground, the two types of spiritual light were activated first.

A terrifying and murderous aura enveloped the entire military camp. Soldiers with weak wills knelt on the ground, sinking into deep fear. Those with strong wills withstood the aura of fear, but their desire to kill and destroy surged. Looking at their motionless comrades beside them, they conceived the idea of ​​torturing and killing them.

Before the group could take any action, a blood wave exploded from the center of the arrow, and a crimson tsunami a hundred meters high appeared out of thin air, crashing down in all directions.

The first few drops of blood touched the human body, and the soldier who came into contact with the blood screamed in pain and fell to the ground, writhing as the materialized liquid life force gnawed at his flesh.

That's not the most important thing; the spirit within is tearing his soul apart.

Even a tiny bit of light caused this, let alone being completely covered. A mid-level warrior was pounced on and instantly vanished, not a single bone or soul wasted, all swallowed up by the crimson tide.

The spellcaster erected an anti-magic field, but to his astonishment, the crimson wave broke through the anti-magic field and enveloped everyone!

As a deity, Maginot's magical effects can ignore anti-magic fields.

The situation here is remarkably similar to that of the Blood Lake back then, the only difference being the speed of absorption, which is now much faster.

All living things were being devoured, and blood swirled around the camp. Once it was confirmed that there were no living things inside the camp, they coalesced and transformed into a small red bird, which spread its wings and flew toward Maginus.