The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

Not long after, Cosimoya entered the study and paused for a moment when he saw Maginus, feeling a sense of unfamiliarity.

It was a kind of unfamiliarity in temperament and mentality. The news of the destruction of Nizmor had already spread, and the elves naturally knew about it.

Before destroying the capital, Her Majesty the Queen smiled, but those who knew her well would have noticed the melancholy and bitterness hidden beneath her smile.

After destroying the capital city nine years ago, she wore the same smile, and Cosimoya keenly noticed the ease in her smile.

"It's so different when you've finally gotten your revenge; you feel like you're floating on air."

"Is it really that obvious? Even you can see it?"

Maginus, with his legs propped on the desk, rocked his chair and met Cosimoia's gaze. The elf found a seat and sat down. Normally, his heart would race whenever he saw Maginus, but this time he didn't; he was completely relaxed.

“I think even officials who are not familiar with you will find you much more approachable when you are not angry.”

"Really? That's not very good for me to manage these guys."

Maginus twirled the small stick made from the crystallization of life, then patted his forehead and got down to business:

"Well, you know how we druids are. We're pretty easygoing. Some of us become more reserved once we reach legendary status, but we generally stay within our own sect and don't usually move our base unless there's a major problem."

Cosimoya mentioned it first, implying that he couldn't guarantee he could find anyone, before carefully considering who might be willing to bring their families. Maginos then reminded him again:

"In fact, the war of the fallen world is about to begin, in less than 6 years. They should also be considering security issues."

“What I want is not for them all to join Nesery, but cooperation. Other gods related to the forest will certainly protect you, but if too many druids join, those gods won’t be able to protect you all, will they?”

"Phew...you're right."

Cosimoya imagined the outcome: the Druids would definitely need to seek protection from the church. The church of the natural gods would get along best with them. Even if other benevolent pantheons wanted to protect them, they might eventually have disagreements due to certain habits and customs.

Compared to the complicated church, joining Nesery for the time being is a good choice. Cosimoya, as the nature advisor, knows this better than anyone. This country is sparsely populated, with many forests uninhabited, making it a suitable place for druids to hide.

They can help deal with humanoid creatures like goblins and kobolds when they come in, but they may clash with the local residents.

"Tsk, whatever, I'll try to get them here first, and then we'll talk about the coordination later, okay?"

“That’s what I mean,” Maginus nodded. “The most important thing is to get through this difficult time; everything else can wait.”

Watching Cosimoa leave, Maginus tapped the table, considering whether to ask Joyce to find a group of dragons, but ultimately abandoned the idea.

There's no way around it; dragons are just too fond of treasure, and they only take in but never give out. Most of it ends up being swallowed as food, and Nesery doesn't have that much precious metal to give a bunch of dragons to wreak havoc on.

Unless Maginus himself travels to the Earth Elemental Plane with gems and rare minerals, or summons a large meteorite from outer space, this group of dragons is a bottomless pit.

"Oh, right, there's also Bennia. I wonder if she has any legendary friends who would like to come and take refuge here."

Remembering her old friend whom she hadn't seen in a long time, Maginus got up and decided to go see her.

crunch

Pushing open the door to the general store, the golem was still on guard. Maginus explained her purpose and entered the laboratory. The snake-woman was reclining in a chair, admiring her creation. Without turning around, she asked directly:

What brings you here?

Maginus did not answer immediately, but focused her gaze on the only culture chamber in the laboratory, where the cocoon of flesh and blood had not emerged after so long, but had grown considerably, with incantations appearing around it.

“The little one inside seems to be getting conscious soon. You can start prenatal education in advance. There’s no need to wait until she’s fully awake before teaching her.”

Upon closer inspection, a snake's tail could be seen swaying inside the amniotic cocoon, long hair floated in the amniotic fluid, and a snake-shaped object grew on the top of her head.

"You didn't actually incorporate Medusa and the Naga into it, did you?"

Maginus recalled the various biological materials she had seen in the laboratory long ago, including a Naga's tail, a snake-man's arm, and Medusa's head and hair.

"You're right. Giving her some spell-like abilities will ensure she's not too weak when she's young."

Benia nodded proudly, approached the incubation chamber, and gently tapped the glass. One of the snake's eyes suddenly opened, then quickly closed again; it was merely a stress response, and its own consciousness had not yet fully developed.

"Yes, this level of development definitely warrants starting prenatal education, especially in early childhood..."

The snake-woman spellcaster was lost in memories, memories from a very, very long time ago, yet also the time she remembered most clearly. However, Nia quickly snapped out of her reverie, shook her head, and glanced at Maginus:

"You still haven't said anything, so what exactly are you here for?"

"Have you contacted any other legendary spellcasters and asked them to seek refuge with me during the Fallen War?"

"Alright, I'll ask the others later. You can negotiate yourselves after you meet. A kingdom protected by a god is indeed very attractive. I reckon we'll have to rely on you."

Nia quickly assessed the pros and cons and readily agreed.

Chapter 718 A Gift Before Returning

One month after the destruction of Nizmore's capital.

With the legendary protection gone, the princes and princesses struggled to resist, but ultimately could not turn the tide or save the collapsing empire.

With the destruction of the central capital, they fought individually as if without a leader, and their defenses were quickly destroyed by the allied forces of various countries.

And finally today, the last piece of resistance territory in Nizmoir has been occupied, marking the disappearance of this once great power.

At this moment, Magnius paid no attention to such trivial matters. In her standby position, her mind was entirely focused on her original body, carrying out the final curse removal and the devouring of divinity.

In the dream world, the crimson figure representing Maginus herself is overwhelming all the divinities. They are no longer as arrogant as before, but are fleeing in panic under Maginus's attack. The golden blood left behind by her body is absorbed by the soil, and the flowers and plants bloom again, all carrying the meaning of divinity.

They are all getting smaller and smaller, especially the embodiment of slaughter and fear, which is the easiest to absorb. The second is the orc, while the remaining two goddesses are the least compatible with Maginos and require a longer conversion time.

Only the innermost ring of the spiderweb mark on Maginot's head remained, which was also the most difficult to remove, but she had now managed to grind a gap into it.

With the gap created and the flow of magic disrupted, things became much easier. It was as if the magic circle had been completely dismantled. Maginus started from the gap and began to erode outwards to both sides, stripping away the divinity within.

The divine power and intrigue left behind by the Spider Queen are related to this, which explains why it's difficult to erase the traces using ordinary methods, and even using divine power is hard; one must first find the right method and the weakness.

"Come on, come on..."

Maginus muttered to himself, gripping his greatsword and longsword tightly within his mental dreamscape. With a few quick steps, he charged towards the remnants of divine will, and upon approaching, three real figures suddenly split off, launching a joint attack.

The trickery and divinity that gave her some good skills, if given a name, should be considered the materialization of divine abilities.

The blade also struck the monsters' bodies, and the air currents gathered near the blade cut and injured them. As remnants of divinity, even if they were chopped into pieces, they would still piece themselves back together to continue fighting or fleeing.

Essentially, only the part that is attacked is damaged, and the result is the same no matter what kind of attack it is. Even if they are turned into blood mist or crushed into powder by magic, they will recover until all the divinity in their bodies is taken away by Maginus.

The patterns on his head were dwindling, and the whitish incantations were being erased as if by an eraser, gradually diminishing until they disappeared completely in less than a day.

Maginus sensed it even more precisely: there were two hours left before the curse would be completely erased, and three hours left before all divinity would be utterly destroyed and converted into his own.

"Breathe..."

She opened her eyes, got up, and opened the door, intending to say goodbye to the people and friends she knew in this prime material plane.

A light knock was made on the door of the bishop's study. Bishop Seven of the Radiant Sun Church said, "Come in." Maginus pushed the door open and entered, greeting him with a smile.

“Bishop Seven, thank you for your help these past few days. I will be leaving in about three hours.”

"What, really?" The bishop stood up with regret on his face. "What a pity. I thought you would wait until after the New Year to leave. Sophia must be sad because of your departure."

"Yes, she's a very good girl. Anyway, this is a thank you gift and also the rent for staying here for so long."

Maginus smiled and took a vial of potion from her pocket. The scarlet, viscous liquid lay calmly at the bottom of the glass vial, looking quite ordinary.

"This is……"

"It is composed of pure life force and soul energy. As long as the injured person is not completely dead, just one drop can heal all injuries and wounds, both body and soul."

Elixir of immortality!

The bishop gasped, reaching for the bottle, clenching his fist as if to refuse, but Maginus saw through his thoughts and waved his hand:

"Don't worry, it's nothing important. By the way, it's okay to drink more; the remaining vitality will accumulate in your body."

Leaving the study, Maginus found Sophia teaching her child to read and write. Standing outside the door, she beckoned to her, and the girl skipped over, looking up at her.

"Madam, what's wrong?"

"I'm leaving this world soon, and I probably won't see you again, so I'm giving you a farewell gift."

"Okay, okay, what is it? What is it?"

Sophia did not refuse, and was very curious about what kind of gift Maginus would give her. The goddess in front of her raised her finger and touched the girl's forehead. A huge flow of information, as well as life force and spiritual energy, surged into the girl's forehead.

Energy and memories sculpted a dazzling crystal deep within her brain. Shocked, Sophia rolled her eyes and nearly fainted. She shook her head vigorously and looked at her palm, feeling as if she had forgotten something.

"That's it, I'm leaving. I hope you can leave behind your own legend in this world."

Maginus turned and left, packing up priest and paladin-related skills for Sophia, and adding the psychological suggestion of passive training so that her physical attributes would improve even in sleep, and the life force and soul energy given would be enough for her to die and come back to life repeatedly.

As long as her head isn't completely smashed, she can survive, and surviving means becoming stronger—it's that simple. This only applies to the physical body; as for faith, Sophia needs to train herself.

Back in his bedroom, Maginus sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, beginning his final, deadly attack. In his mental dream, he laid down his weapon, and his body suddenly grew larger, reaching out his hands to the remnants of divinity like a true god, gathering them together.

His palms pressed together, and golden blood flowed out continuously, dripping and merging into the ground, as if it would never stop flowing.

With the eraser on his head working at an accelerated speed, the last ring of incantations was completely worn away two hours later.

The battle within the dream was drawing to a close. Maginus was losing blood, her divinity was being drained, and her will-embodied body was turning to dust, signifying that the will stored within her had been completely erased.

An hour later, when she fully opened her arms, empty of everything, it signified that Maginos had completed the unification and absorption of divinity.

"Finally finished. Let's do the last stage back in Connoir."

Suppressing the divinity and divine power surging within her, she could feel her divinity reaching a critical point, and immediately snapped her fingers to open the portal.

Maginos lifted her leg and stepped inside.

Chapter 719 Condensing a Divine Spark, Becoming a Demigod

Returning to her own material plane, Magnis stood in the palace and couldn't help but take a deep breath. Her body and soul felt like they were coming home, and the whole world seemed to be celebrating her return.

No, it's not just that it seems to be Lin Yi-qi Wu Jiu/hissing and leading the dream, it's the real thing.

The suppressed divinity was released, and the whole world resonated with Maginus. In an instant, a large number of images of death appeared in front of K, but it did not affect K's mind.

The power of faith erupted, connecting with various domains of the prime material plane itself. Maginus's divinity became entangled and intertwined. In the tangible images formed in the spiritual dream, divine light points formed lines from points and planes from lines, with each facet automatically twisting and combining.

A terrifying aura emanated from the palace, majestic and grand, compelling people to bow in worship. The maids had already knelt on the ground, and as priestesses, they naturally realized everything.

Divine grace is as vast as the sea, divine might as towering as a mountain.

Those divine incarnations who had descended ahead of time to plot their schemes all looked toward the location of Maginus, then quickly looked away to focus on their own affairs, incidentally designating Nesseri as a location where priests could not go without an invitation before the arrival of their saint.

The divine spark ignited the flames completely, and outside the flames, a polygonal cube kept rotating. Standing on the rooftop, Maginus clenched her fists, and images of all the dead she had seen from childhood to the present flashed through her mind.

Parents, siblings, those killed by oneself, those who died accidentally, those killed by others—some without a process, some with a process—K rose into the air, and the power of faith and divine power began to surround his body, with a large amount of faith transforming into divine power.

The connection between the demiplane, which was accumulating divine power, and the prime material plane deepened, evolving once again towards a divine realm. The straight sword and the orb placed in the demiplane realized something and trembled slightly, but due to the restraint of the other party and the suppression of Maginus, they could do nothing.

K sees not only slaughter, but also death; the process of all living beings and things from birth to death, even the death of constructs, encompassing slaughter.

After seeing the last thing that had died by her own hand, the scene changed. Eyes filled with respect, awe, and fear looked up at her from below: the dying enemy, her subordinate officials and nobles, all her beloved priests, and the joyful crowd...

What K ever needed was not tyranny, but authority, derived from the admiration and fear of the masses, removing some of the negative and adding some of the positive emotions.

These two divinities act as pillars connecting the prime material plane, uniting the entire realm. Other divinities entwine around these pillars and climb upwards, existing as byproducts, some thick and some thin.

The same applies to the cubes outside of divinity. Apart from constituting the general concepts of death and authority, the divine elements such as war power are more prominent, while elements such as intrigue and trickery are less so.

These are all merely directional representations of Maginos's characteristics within a spiritual dream; this golden cube enveloping divinity is Maginos herself.

godhead!

Her eyes turned golden-red, with a hint of deep black within. Maginus slightly raised her hand, and the intense spatial fluctuations almost caused her to leave the prime material plane. K suppressed her power and a smile appeared on her face.

At this point, she had completely become a demigod, possessing the original divine status, and completed the transformation from nothing to zero.

Maginus naturally knew the path ahead. To elevate her divinity, she needed to fill it with more divinity and divine power, and extend her exploration into the realms of death and authority.

Furthermore, they must seize ownership of the realm of slaughter, fear, conflict, and tyranny from the hands of the God of Slaughter and the God of Fear. If possible, they must also involve more areas, such as war, power, and intrigue.

"I'm this strong now. I hope the other gods will be weakened during the Saints' War."

Maginus thought about the people he had offended and suddenly felt that the future was bleak. There were still more than five years left, and he had to speed up the expansion of Nesery.

She clenched her fist slightly. Having just become a demigod, she could feel more and more faith power converging on her. It was no longer just the faith provided by the priests; actions that aligned with her divinity were also providing power.

The deaths of the people within Nessere, the heartfelt respect and fear from civilians to officials, the soldiers' battles on the battlefield, and a single campaign all provided Maginus with the power of faith.

"Clergy, I need to fully master clergy within five years."

Maginus took a deep breath and confirmed his current and ultimate goals for the next five years. His current goal was to have the army sweep across the surrounding countries and at least make Nesery a major power no less powerful than the Grey Eagle.

It is not necessary to completely control each territory. At the very least, the local lords should submit to rule and the people's livelihood should be guaranteed before considering the possibility of complete control.

As for the battle, there's no need to rush. People die every moment in the world. Maginus's main divinity is death, and as long as people die, they will gain faith, which is similar to the god of death.

When the War of the Saints arrives, she and the Sleeper will be two extremely powerful gods.

Controlling her power, Maginus investigated the changes in the palace. The palace had now become a special connection point, linking her to the demiplane where she was evolving towards a divine realm, and possessed certain special properties.