The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

But this is only the surface appearance. Through life perception and bloody hunting, Maginus can clearly see that the ancient evil creature is not dead at all. Its life force is hidden inside the remaining flesh and blood after the explosion, and its divinity is dispersed in the flesh and blood.

For ordinary mortals, it is the same as Maginus; as long as a tiny bit of flesh and blood remains, it can be reborn, unless its soul is sealed.

The crimson crystal wall began to shrink, carrying its contents toward Maginus, who raised her weapon once more, ready to unleash the fifth sword.

boom!

The fifth sword strike, no longer a blade-shaped sword, was no longer a powerful energy impact that swept and compressed the surrounding rocks, magma, and soil around the blade. Instead, it targeted the remaining flesh and blood of the formless Blood Lord, tearing at it with its jaws.

The remaining scattered flesh and blood, roughly the size of a human body, began to move again, rapidly absorbing magic power from the fingernail-sized fragments in an attempt to regain a certain size. However, under the overwhelming force of Maginus's life force in both quality and quantity, its last remaining flesh and blood were completely gathered together.

A piece of black flesh twisted and turned, trying to leave the life crystal wall. The divinity and soul of the ancient evil, the formless blood master, were inside. Simple energy could not completely kill it.

As she reached out and brushed against the flesh, they launched a sudden attack, wrapping around her. However, as soon as they reached Maginus's arm, they tried to break free from her grasp as if they had touched something extremely threatening.

But now that she had retaliated, she wouldn't let it go. She guided her divinity to attack the flesh and blood, and the arm that had turned into a fleshy hammer gradually shrank back to its slender, jade-like state.

It appears to have been completely suppressed, but in reality, the ancient evil is still unwilling to perish and wants to escape from the god Maginus. As a result, its flesh and blood swell from time to time, requiring time to treat.

With the matter essentially resolved, Maginus spread her wings and flew upwards. Breaking through the palace and arriving on the ground, she didn't stop but continued to rise into the sky. Looking at the polluted environment, she swung her left hand, and her scattered life force began to cleanse the magical pollution in the air.

Now that we've already obtained so much faith power, let's use it to clean up all the pollution as a form of assistance.

The life force and the malevolent magic in the air neutralized each other, easily clearing away all the pollution. Maginus returned to the vicinity of the temple, feeling the still abundant faith power despite being mostly depleted, and reached out to touch Sophia's head as she sat in the garden:

“Go tell your bishop that the matter has been resolved and that you can notify all countries to remove the idols.”

"Really? The giant monster that polluted the world is completely dead?"

The young priestess Sophia stared wide-eyed. She had thought that Maginus would have to fight that monster to the point of cataclysmic destruction and upheaval, but apart from a slight tremor, there seemed to be no major natural disaster.

“Otherwise, do you want to see the whole city plunged into disaster and destruction? You should have reverence for the gods, Sophia.”

With a twitch of her right hand, Maginus turned and went back to her bedroom. Sophia jogged away from the temple and went to the cordoned-off area near the palace to find Bishop Seven.

“Grand Bishop, Lady Maginus has finished dealing with it. The magic in the air should be back to normal now. You can remove her statue.”

Completely unaware that Maginus had left, the crowd was stunned. Scientists immediately ran out of the camp, turned on the special detection device, and were surprised to find that all parameters had returned to normal.

The malevolent magic in the air vanished completely, as if it had never existed. The disaster that should have destroyed the entire world disappeared without a trace, like a nightmare.

"call……"

The researcher, who had become a mage, took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with fervor. He turned to tell everyone the good news, and the official special agency immediately left, intending to tell the royal family the good news. At the same time, he also gave orders to immediately dismantle the statue of Maginot.

If Maginus hadn't mentioned it, he certainly wouldn't have dared to do so; now that he has, dismantling it shouldn't be a big problem.

"Miss Priest, has that deity left?"

When the others asked about Maginus's whereabouts, the girl opened her mouth, turned to look at her bishop, and waited for Seven to nod before continuing, "She hasn't left yet. She yawned and went back to her bedroom to sleep."

"Not a single scratch on your body?"

"No."

Many people have asked questions, showing their interest in the power of the gods. After all, no one knows how the battle below will unfold, and what if the gods can defeat the sealed monsters in a decisive battle...

They shook their heads, not wanting to think about it further. Since there were no wounds on her body, Maginus's battle was most likely simple and easy. In that case, there was no need to test her. If they really provoked the wrath of the gods, no one knew what would happen.

Some people, though filled with greed, remain rational; others are different, being both greedy and foolish, and actually dare to take action.

Only two days later, Magnius, who had already extracted the divine soul and completely destroyed the body of the ancient evil creature, didn't even open her eyes. She casually raised her hand and grabbed the assassin who had infiltrated her.

He struggled as his neck was being choked, and pulled out his blade to try and fight back. The blade struck Maginus's neck but didn't even leave a white mark, only causing a slight dent in the supple skin.

Having extracted everything from the assassin, Maginus identified the person who wanted to offend her, raised her hand and snapped her fingers, turning the organizer into a bloody mist, and then rang the bell beside her.

Sophia, still in her pajamas, pushed open the door, rubbing her eyes, and said, "My lord, is there something you need?"

"Inform Seven that a nobleman just sent an assassin. I have killed the nobleman. If this happens again, it won't just be the assassin who dies."

The news of the death startled Sophia, waking her from her sleep. Maginus's calm tone frightened her, and she nodded, immediately going to report to the bishop.

Many people were awakened that night, and officials also found the nobleman who had been blown into a bloody mist, their hearts filled with dread.

Chapter 707 The Revenge Drama is About to End

The continent of Knoil.

Maginus was unconcerned by the prying eyes of mortals. The crisis on that planet had been averted, and now all he needed to do was quietly wait for himself to refine his divinity and remove the curse.

At that time, she can return to the prime material plane with a large amount of faith power, then compress and refine it into divine power, and combine it with her divinity to completely condense her own "divine status".

With attention refocused on their homeland, the most pressing concern was naturally the situation in the entire kingdom of Nizmor. Over half a year had passed, and the battle situation there had changed considerably.

Nizmore was suffering defeat after defeat. The nobles and lords of the great powers, like the opportunistic lords on the Nesery side, were prepared to surrender when faced with the crisis of national annihilation. They did not want to live or die with their country or stand with the royal family.

It is human nature to want to live and die together to repay the kindness of the former King of Nizmoir. As a result, the entire city was completely destroyed and the family was completely captured.

So far, the fastest-attacking nation is the Kingdom of Fatir, whose inhabitants seem to possess dragon blood, with scales on their eyes and certain parts of their bodies, and are also extremely powerful.

Taking a sip of tea, Maginus was quite gloating over the current state of Nizmore. He thought that Whinet had previously formed an alliance to attack Nesery, and now, his own Nizmore was suffering the same fate.

After putting down the intelligence report, Mira pushed open the door and came in carrying a new battle report. Her expression was slightly serious as she placed the report in front of Maginus: "Your Majesty, there is new information. It is said that various parts of Nizmol's army have undergone different degrees of mutation."

The Queen raised her eyebrows, took the battle report and examined it several times, but the smile on her lips inevitably grew wider and wider. According to intelligence, Whitney's army had suddenly increased in strength.

That's right, it was a sudden enhancement. Just a few days ago, a soldier was nothing special, but on the day of the intelligence report, he suddenly became incredibly powerful. His physical abilities improved dramatically, and his body emitted a scarlet glow, as if he had been blessed by something.

The spellcasters and soldiers were enveloped in crimson light, while the spellcasters and commanders on the other side were shrouded in a black mist. Tests showed that those covered by the gray mist experienced accelerated thinking.

In other words, their soul attributes have improved, and their mindset has become more insidious and cunning. If they can gain the upper hand, generals and spellcasters enjoy manipulating their armies as prey.

All the signs combined made Maginot feel increasingly familiar with the sight; a sense of déjà vu lingered in her mind. After a careful search, she opened her eyes and was quite surprised:

“No wonder, besides the godhood of slaughter, he somehow obtained the godhood of fear.”

Whinet could tell at a glance the source of the aura. He guessed that as the son of God, he had finally activated his ability, bestowing two kinds of divine power upon all the soldiers, thus greatly increasing the strength of the army.

But all of this has side effects. When divine power is bestowed upon ordinary people, killing and fear merely temporarily activate the limits of the body and soul, allowing them to work tirelessly within those limits.

Once the divine power is withdrawn, they will quickly fall into mild or even severe injury, unless Whinet specifically exchanges the cost for the soldiers' lifespan.

Yes, it's most likely lifespan. After all, soldiers could die on the battlefield at any time, so it's better to sacrifice their lifespan to preserve their lives than to damage their own bodies.

"He wants to replicate your results?"

Upon hearing that Whitney had also used two powers, Mira felt a surge of anger. Maginus, seeing this, took her into his arms and comforted her. He was not too afraid of Whitney's actions.

Her experience is a miracle among miracles; it's not something that can be easily replicated.

Having received help from the Light of No End since ancient times, he was later half-dead and revived by his bloodline. Without further energy replenishment, his divinity gradually weakened, and the divinity of the two gods clashed fiercely within his body...

From Maginus's perspective, Whinet's possession of the divinity of fear stemmed not only from her self-confidence but also from the encouragement of the Fear Priests. Now that the Church of Slaughter's morale is low, they can only let the Fear Priests corrupt Whinet.

"There are only two possible outcomes for him: either I kill him, or he becomes a vessel for slaughter or fear to return to the continent."

Having made his judgment, Maginus looked at the letter sent by the King of the Grey Eagle Duchy, a hint of interest in his eyes. The letter said that the various major powers were preparing to gather a powerful force in a month to launch a decapitation strike against the capital of Nizmore.

That's right, similar to what happened to Doflamingo, except that Doflamingo's spies had been lurking in the capital for a long time, and the decapitation operation relied on brute force to break through the capital of Nizmore.

Having readily agreed to the task, Maginus calculated the time and couldn't help but grin. Anger involuntarily left his restraints, and the images of the traitor and the culprit kept appearing before his eyes.

They are the last two. Once they are killed, the revenge of "Princess Maginos Imperius" will be completely over.

She picked up a pen and paper and began to write down her thoughts, her words implying that she wanted to go to the capital of Nizmore with this decapitation team.

"Your Majesty, a letter from Queen Imperius."

On the throne, Aigoaquila opened the envelope, looked at the contents of the letter, and excitedly slapped the table, appearing extremely happy: "Great! This is wonderful!"

When Maginus's intentions were conveyed, the ministers were delighted, and the same news quickly reached the ears of other countries, who immediately felt that the chances of completely destroying Nizmol had greatly increased.

Queen Nesser's hatred for Nizmore is palpable. With her joining the decapitation squad, there's no need to worry about targeting the Legendary; the other members only need to deal with the weaker defenders.

The letter also stated that her request was simple: all she needed was for the team members to obey her and hand over the Nizmore, Susan's, and all the families associated with the invasion of Nesser to her. In return, she would not ask for any reward.

Maginot's request was so "cheap" that the leaders of various countries unanimously agreed to it, hoping that she would take action as soon as possible.

There was still a month before the decapitation squad set off. Many of the members selected were proud and arrogant geniuses, and they were initially resentful that someone had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

They finally managed to determine a winner, but the captain's position was taken by someone who was parachuted in. Who can they complain to?

Originally, some people thought that Yi Gu Changlin was trying to cause trouble and regain his status, but when they heard that the captain was actually Queen Nesser, the Goddess of Death, they immediately fell silent and dared not have any more objections to the matter.

They were merely geniuses; Maginus had long been an insurmountable mountain for them.

Chapter 708 The Final Chain of Hatred

Inside the crystal ball, the soldiers of Nizmore and the Allied soldiers were locked in fierce combat. When the soldiers on Nizmore's side were injured to a certain extent, some of them would undergo drastic changes in their bodies, either swelling into giants two or three meters tall, or turning into monsters and launching attacks in all directions.

The monsters resembled the killers, only much smaller. Once they transformed into monsters, the allied soldiers' advance would become much more difficult.

Meanwhile, there were also those officers shrouded in fear, each one treacherous and ruthless, who deliberately used the village to tie down the army, causing great harm to the Allied forces and making it difficult for them to break free for the time being.

Watching everything unfold within the crystal ball, Whitney Nizmore raised her hand to rub her temples. Black and red auras were now completely swirling around it. Whitney on the throne opened her eyes, the blood-red and frenzied look in them genuine.

"I barely managed to hold off these guys' onslaught. I'm just one step away from becoming a legend..."

Whitney clenched his fist and left the throne alone, standing in the center of the training ground. Moonlight illuminated his body as he placed his hands at his waist and drew a straight knife, a longsword covered in thorns.

The black thorny longsword exuded an aura of fear, bringing an extreme sense of oppression. Looking at the two weapons, Whitney's eyes no longer held the same look of self-conscious suppression of the divine weapons as before.

Regardless of whether it succeeded or not, the previous impression was that "I can still annihilate the enemy without this sword," but now that look has completely disappeared, and the eyes staring at the two swords are full of dependence and fanaticism.

Susan stood behind Whitney, fear flashing in her eyes from time to time. Every night she dreamed that Maginot stood in front of her, slicing her into pieces of flesh, her soul forever unable to find peace.

Not only that, but what was even more terrifying in her dream was that the people she cherished most were being killed one by one...

Driven by fear, Susan constantly strives to improve herself, and thanks to the spurring power of this fear, she, like Whitney, is on the verge of legendary status.

But can this really defeat Maginos?

"Your Majesty, can we really defeat her? Even legends have already..."

Susan was filled with regret. Whitney sensed her remorse but felt no anger, because he knew Magneto's character. Susan was undoubtedly his closest ally, without exception.

As for the legends of Nizmol, they sensed that the country was doomed, and most of them chose to leave without hesitation, thinking they could simply support another kingdom to rise up.

There were also a few legends who had made agreements with the first king of Nizmore who had not left. Whether they were bound by the contract to live and die with Nizmore, or they really couldn't bear to see the kingdom destroyed, Whinet didn't care.

He sneered a few times, his eyes filled with hatred for Maginus:

"That's impossible. She's a god. We need to pursue even greater power. Don't worry, everything is ready. We will use the power of the gods to eliminate all dangers in the capital."

The remaining legends are excellent nourishment; let them give their all to deal with Maginus and the guys from various countries.

Under the pressure from Maginus, Whinet Nizmore's consciousness and allegiance slid toward hell, filled with evil plans. The fear priests lurked in the royal city, quietly waiting for the plan to begin.

The Church of Slaughter is basically finished. The Priest of Fear can still try to bring back his own god. Since Maginus did not rise up, she was either successfully exiled or returned after being exiled. Then she can be used to awaken the god of fear.

That's right. Because the Dread Priest didn't contact the Drow Elves again, some information was missing, which is why the Dread Priest didn't know that the current Maginus was just an avatar.

Even if it were not an incarnation but the real body, the things they set up might not be effective. Awakening the God of Fear requires divinity, and the Fear Priests are just gambling, gambling that the fear consciousness within Maginus has not completely disappeared.

It's finally starting.

With the decapitation squad organized, Maginus was invited to stand before the group. The scarlet girl, armed with ordinary weapons, did not exude any of the expected aura and appeared just like an ordinary person. She had a Blood Gathering Device at her waist and showed no intention of speaking to the members.

The vice-captain was a member sent by the Grey Eagle Duchy. After consulting with Maginus, he took charge of assigning tasks to his subordinates, and the convoy began to head towards the interior of Nizmore.

At this moment, they were on the border between the Duchy of Grey Eagle and Nizmore, and their route of advance was very well concealed. In fact, apart from the kings of various countries, no one else knew that such a team was heading into the heartland.

Hidden and secretive, so that it can become a concealed weapon to completely kill the enemy.

The carriage and horses were all shrouded in a special invisibility spell, leaving no wheel tracks or horse footprints on the ground. They floated lightly towards the capital like a group of ghosts, undetectable to anyone.

"Your Majesty, here is the list. Would you like to take a look?"

After traveling all day, the group stopped to let their horses rest. The vice-captain handed Maginus various documents, including introductions of their group, plans for the capital, and information on the nobility within Nizmor.

"No need."

Maginus shook his head, looked at the crowd behind him, stood up, jumped onto the roof of a car, and stared at them. The members of the decapitation squad immediately stood up, as did several legendary professionals who had been hiding to deal with Nizmor.

“I don’t care about your actions, you know very well who my enemies are: Whitney Nizmore, the Cotham family…”

Maginus pointed out the names of the families he was targeting, stroking the hilt of his sword: "Give me an army capable of dealing with these families, and help me kill them. Is there a problem?"

"No problem. As long as we can open the portal within the capital, the army you need will arrive on time."

Now, no one dared to disobey Maginos. Everyone remained humble and cautious in her presence. Maginos nodded in satisfaction and turned her gaze to the capital city not far away.

The closer she got to the capital, the fewer emotions she felt. All the anger and resentment that welled up inside her were completely suppressed deep within her mind.

The body and will of youth seem somewhat impatient, constantly roaring in the mind to tear all the culprits to shreds and let them experience an ending more terrifying than death.

"Don't rush, please don't rush," Maginus said, clenching her teeth and a smile spreading across her face as she calmed her restless heart. "The last of our hatreds is about to be severed."