The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

In the end, he himself returned to the army on his own initiative. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar faces around him, the young captain subconsciously straightened his chest as he stood in front of them, feeling a sense of pride as a soldier.

Her Majesty the Queen and Her Majesty the Goddess are great.

In the army, he could hear stories and legends about Her Majesty the Queen. To the young man, these were just stories, but he had truly been saved by K, and everything was getting better.

He had originally planned to visit his younger siblings when he went back, but unfortunately, he was accidentally hit by the spellcaster's fireball and could not survive.

But at the last moment of his life, he was surprisingly without regrets. His family would receive a substantial compensation, his younger siblings had grown up and were able to take care of themselves, and all his wishes had been fulfilled.

The only pity is that there is no temple to the goddess in Nesser, so he cannot express his respect under the statue.

Thank you, great goddess Nesser...

Thank you, great...

In his heartfelt faith, the soldier died completely, his dazed soul rising. Before it could be rejected by the world and swept into the River Styx, a scarlet light descended and drew it into his hand.

Chapter 737 Divine Kingdom Infrastructure

This is the soul of the believer.

Maginus gazed at the soul in her hand, then turned to look at the demiplane that was becoming a divine realm.

The expansion of the demiplane was for the purpose of housing believers. Maginus did not build many churches in the country. Currently, the only church in K is in the palace, but this does not mean that she has no believers.

What surprised her most was that this person before her was the soul of her faithful follower. After all, in the eyes of many Nesserians, she should be considered a queen rather than a goddess.

The soldier's memories of his life were fading away with time. Maginus, who was guiding the soul for the first time, threw it from his hand and led him to his divine kingdom. As the soul passed through space and entered the demiplane, the surrounding power of faith gradually reshaped a body.

The soul and body have become one, and this wisp of soul is transforming into an outer-plane creature similar to demons, angels, devils, etc., with spirit and flesh as one, at the very bottom of the outer-plane hierarchy, collectively known as the Prayer.

The bodies were formed because the demiplane is not a true divine kingdom, or perhaps because the soul strength is insufficient. The soldiers' souls appeared somewhat dazed and confused, only able to maintain the minimum level of survival.

He stood motionless for a long time before finally taking a step and walking through the wilderness created by the goddess of death.

Maginot turned her head to look at the flat-topped mountain in the distance. Her palace had been moved there, and as the divine kingdom continued to grow, it would probably be even higher.

Let's find something for the soldiers to do. It could be a way to build another Nesery. A divine kingdom should at least resemble a country.

Intending to further exploit—no, awaken the believer's mind—she raised her hand and tapped lightly, causing more faith power to flow into the prayer's body. Maginus poured a lot of basic architectural knowledge into the mind of this man who was once a soldier but is now just a masterless soul.

After careful consideration, Maginus returned to his study and asked Mira to find some building and mining tools. He then threw them all in front of the Prayer and gave him his orders.

Using the tools available here, we can build a village, work eight hours a day, and spend the rest of the time resting and doing our own thing.

Maginus predicted that once the divine kingdom was completed, the worshippers on their journey should gradually regain their original consciousness, transforming from a robot-like state into a real person, and remembering their own names. As for other memories, they would certainly be gone.

Even if they regain their senses, the supplicant will still hold the gods in reverence, and this will not change unless the supplicant leaves the divine realm and goes to the prime material plane to experience certain things, in which case their attitude towards the gods will not change.

Otherwise, no matter what the gods do to the supplicants in their divine kingdom, they will have no objection.

Currently, he is the only one in the demiplane, so let him slowly build the village. As for the normal activity needs of humans in the prime material plane, they are definitely completely unrelated to the Prayer.

They can eat and rest, but neither is necessary; they can even work year-round if they want.

Magnis established the eight-hour workday to make her divine kingdom and its worshippers more accessible to ordinary people.

As for the unique features of the Kingdom of the Dead, she hasn't thought of any yet. However, it is said that the kingdoms of other gods are very fancy. If her kingdom is built in a similar way to the material plane, would that be considered another unique feature?

Lost in thought, Maginus closed her eyes and sensed that no other believers had died before turning back to focus on mastering her two domains.

Aside from the war, Nesser and the surrounding countries were surprisingly not targeted by other evil gods or lower-level powerful beings; they were all wary and cautious of Maginus's existence.

They feared that even if they took action against neighboring countries, Maginus, who seemed meddlesome and lacked divinity, would personally intervene and attack them.

It's not worth it. Rather than going to this troublesome, remote place, it's better to cause trouble and plot somewhere further away to avoid meeting Maginus.

While other countries are welcoming more and more chaos from other worlds, Nesery has strangely entered a peculiar state of calm.

In a city called "Dragonflame," Miss Bereya, a priestess of the Endless Light from the city of Nesery, faces a dangerous and difficult choice.

What should I eat for lunch today?

"Hmm, I want this, this... and this."

"Only this?"

Setting down the menu, Bereya turned her gaze to the tall, strong paladin beside her: "Captain, that's all."

Priest Berea, Captain Light, warrior Haru with the advanced class "Fist of Light", and Priest Simi, the four-person team that Maginus had met before, ordered their food at the tavern and then began to talk and chat.

There are only four players; former captain Kent is not among them.

It's definitely not that Kent died. Over the years, they have all "graduated" and become professionals capable of standing on their own in the Church of the Endless Light.

For this reason, the paladin captain who led them has taken on a new batch of children, and Kent estimates that it will be a long time before he can retire, or he may perish in the disaster.

"Our mission this time is to investigate Dragonflame City and determine the origin of the frequently appearing undead and lower realm creatures. What are your thoughts?"

"We can only do a thorough search. Most of the other methods have probably already been tested by local teams. We don't need to waste our energy doing what other teams have already done."

Simi felt that they should just follow the arrangements of the local church. After all, the four of them were not familiar with Dragonflame City. If they clashed with certain local forces, they might be driven out, and the actions of the local church might be stopped.

"Yes, we need to entrust the intelligence gathering to the locals; it's not easy for us to act on our own."

Haru and Bereya responded. Wright scooped up the food in front of him and put it in his mouth. After a pause, he said, "Alright, let's wait for the local church's orders. We'll split up for now and do what we want to do, but we need to be careful."

The three agreed. Berea caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of her eye. Staring at the back of that figure, she recalled the people in her mind who had left the hotel. The aura emanating from their backs gradually merged with that of a girl who had left a deep impression on her.

"Huh, no way..."

Bereya quickly put down her knife and fork and ran out, only to find that the man in black robes had disappeared.

Chapter 738 Unexpected Joy

Back at the table, the three looked at Bereya, the youngest in the group, with concern. Wright asked directly, "Did someone you care about walk past?"

"Hmm, I saw a guy whose aura and back view are very familiar."

Bereya nodded repeatedly, pointing out who the figure she saw resembled, and gestured with her hand to indicate the height: "About 1.8 or 1.9 meters tall, it looks a lot like... that one from Nesery."

Maginos Imperius!

Upon hearing the specific noun, the remaining three showed nostalgic expressions, then tensed up. Wright asked Bereia again for confirmation: "Does it look like it?"

“It’s not about whether it’s similar or not,” Berea continued gesturing randomly, unsure of what adjective to use, “it’s just that kind of special quality, that kind of aura, powerful, mysterious, and arrogant.”

The description of the youngest member of the team made the three of them frown, and the atmosphere became somewhat somber. Regardless of whether Maginus had come here or not, the presence of such a unique person in Dragonflame City was likely related to what had happened here.

They need to be more careful in their actions from now on, and even if Maginus's arrival is Bereia's illusion, they should still report the situation.

"Go back after you finish breakfast, and describe the person you had a encounter with today to the bishop here."

"it is good."

No longer in the mood for a proper meal, the group quickly ate a few bites and left the tavern, turning to head towards the church. Halfway there, a commotion at the crossroads caught their attention. Wright's gaze sharpened instantly as he stared at what was happening not far away.

A slave trader and a merchant got into an argument, which revolved around a girl and a boy in the trader's hands. Standing in the crowd, the four of them quickly understood the cause of the matter.

A merchant wanted to buy two slaves, claiming he had already paid for them, but the seller said he hadn't given any money or equivalent goods, and a quarrel ensued.

For the residents, it was just a spectacle, but for the four-person team, the issue was far more complex. Berea clenched her fists, somewhat incredulous: "Does the law of Dragonflame City say that slaves can be sold freely on the streets?"

"Phew, it's a pity that the laws of Dragonflame City and even the entire country clearly state that you can set up a stall anywhere."

Wright frowned, glanced at his dimensional bag, and prepared to rescue the two. His gaze was fixed on the boy and girl in front of him. Just as he was about to step forward and say something, he suddenly felt a great danger approaching.

The next second, the two slaves suddenly collapsed to the ground with their pupils constricted and blood flowing from their mouths. The slave trader shouted angrily and knelt down beside them, trying to save them.

Before he could even place his hand on the corpse, wisps of black mist flowed from the face, and a black, misty monster suddenly appeared on the prime material plane, using slaves as a medium, and launched an attack on the slave traders and merchants.

The smoke coalesced into sharp teeth that bit the two closest people in two. Grinning maliciously and emitting a sulfurous smell, they were about to charge into the chaotic crowd when the Endless Light Squad immediately stepped forward to stop them.

The four worked together seamlessly. After Bereya and Simi cast defensive spells on themselves, they cast many buff spells on Light and Haru. Then they enchanted their weapons and charged at the demon with their hard-headed hammers.

The once arrogant demon was pinned to the ground and beaten by the four men, making it difficult for him to fight back. By the time all the surrounding residents had fled, the four men had not sustained any direct injuries, only looking a little disheveled.

The streets were in chaos. Maginus stood in an alley watching the chaos, not intending to greet any acquaintances. It would be easier to discover the killing and fear of the God Child if he remained hidden in the shadows.

She came to Dragonflame City because she received news of divine beings appearing there. So far, she hasn't found any trace of either of the two divine beings. However, the appearance of creatures from the lower realms is quite common. There are two slaves in front of her, some beggars in the sewers, and some residents in areas with poor security...

Maginus discovered that several hundred people showed signs of being possessed by creatures from the lower realms, most of whom had been inscribed with spells that attracted these creatures within the last six months.

In short, it was a very troublesome matter. As for why the mastermind behind it all wanted to do such a thing, she didn't care much. She just wanted to find out if there was any plot to kill the God Child or the God Child of Fear involved.

Having confirmed that the four-person team was able to defeat the suddenly appearing demon, Maginus turned her attention to the other inhabitants.

Two demons have already given themselves away because they were worried about being bought by the four-person team. These two should be enough to alert the Church of the Endless Light and the city authorities.

Unless the authorities get involved, these lurking lower realm creatures should be able to be dealt with. The original plan has been disrupted, and the mastermind behind it will definitely want to get the plan back on track, so they will inevitably have to send someone stronger to take action.

At least if they are important members in the plan, Maginus can trace their past and find the mastermind behind them. Then, regardless of whether the other party is a god, she can deal with them in one fell swoop and leave.

As for why she had her eye on Dragonflame City, she actually knew it beforehand. When she released her life force into the entire town, Maginus realized exactly where the name Dragonflame City came from.

Hundreds of meters underground, a dragon skeleton over a thousand meters long lies curled up and buried. This dragon skeleton is the only valuable thing in the entire Dragonflame City; everything else is insignificant.

Having confirmed that the four of them could defeat the demon, Maginus turned and went to the town's library, where she found the town's history book and began to read it, hoping to learn about the local customs and culture.

The book states that, according to legend, a dragon-slaying warrior built Dragonflame City on the corpse of an ancient red dragon. This clearly indicates a loss of historical knowledge, suggesting that the story is merely a legend or an exaggerated tale.

The dragon-slaying warrior's family name is the same as the city lord's, so they must be descendants of that warrior.

While casually flipping through history, a passage suddenly made Maginus stop turning the page, her fingertips unconsciously tracing the words on the paper.

The book says that the legendary ancient dragon possesses an incomparably beautiful crystal, enough to be used as an embryo for creating a divine artifact. It contains immense magical power and life force, and is suspected to be formed by the condensation of all the power after the fall of some legendary creature.

The red dragon's corpse and the beautiful crystal—the mastermind must want one of these two. Maginus couldn't help but smile. Her thinking was simple: she didn't want just one of the two, but all three.

The corpse is hers, the crystal is hers, and even if the mastermind behind it all is a god, that would be hers too.

Chapter 739 No One Can Replicate It

In another city far from Dragonflame City, news of the demon's rampage reached a group of Fear Gods.

That's right, not just one, but a group.

Maginus is growing, as are the Fear God Child and the Slaughter God Child, except that the two types of God Children have different growth points and treat their blood relatives differently.

The Killing God Child would not want any blood relatives to continue living, while the Fear God Child is the opposite. They do not need to completely kill another Fear God Child. Once a blood relative is completely subdued, the victorious Fear God Child can extract the divinity from the loser and make the loser submit to them.

As time passed, the Fear Gods formed small groups, with the strongest Fear God naturally leading each group. This leader gathered the Fear God's divine nature from all under their command and held the power of life and death over everyone.

In a top-floor room of a high-end hotel, a man with short, dark purple hair swirled his wine glass, reviewed the intelligence sent back by Dragonflame City, and after confirming it was an accident, pressed his temples, feeling somewhat irritated.

"The plan might be exposed, what should we do?"

A pair of hands pressed down on his shoulders and kneaded them. A glamorous woman with long, dark purple hair approached and asked, her breath sweet as orchids. In front of the two of them were a group of people with hair of the same color, some dark and some light.

More than a dozen former divine sons of fear gathered together. They all belonged to this man's command, and these former divine sons held pivotal positions in their respective cities, some even capable of easily exerting a significant influence on a country.

The man had more than a dozen fear gods under his command. Their structure was similar to a pyramid scheme or a "multi-level marketing scheme." The dozen or so gods belonged to the strongest group, and each of them had several gods under them.

"There are no legends in Dragonflame City, so there's no need to worry too much. Not much has been exposed so far. At most, they'll think there's something wrong with the slaves and the slave market."

"Cast the bait down to lure the meddlesome temple into investigating the slave market. That might trigger a conflict between the nobles and the temple. I remember someone went to Dragonflame City, right?"

The Fear God looked at the slaves before him. They were all the failed Fear Gods, and could no longer be considered blood relatives. After all, he had drained all their divinity and power from them, and now they were just slaves and ordinary people.

One of them raised his hand: "I am here, and in my capacity, I can certainly instigate conflict."

Aside from the fear of the God of God, the fact that the losers don't know each other's identities is the last bit of safety the God of God of God left them. As long as the God of God isn't captured, even if there are conflicts among the losers, it's difficult for them to deal with each other.

Even though they all work under the God of God, those who were once the losers of the God of God of Fear still cannot learn to be at peace, and there are always open and covert struggles.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you. If you need any help, have No. 12 and No. 13 assist you."

"But……"

Numbers 12 and 13 wanted to say they couldn't go, but the God of Fear looked at them and said, "There's no 'but,' put down everything and go help Number 7."

The numbers were not based on the order in which they were defeated, but rather on their exact strength and influence, ordered by the Son of Fear himself. He had a scale in his heart, and whoever was more important was ranked higher.

Up to now, the number has reached 72, which means that there are a total of 72 former princes under the command of the Prince of Fear. In reality, he does not personally command the slaves beyond the first 15, but assigns them to the first 15.

"Yes, your will."

Unable to resist, the two had no choice but to bow and accept the task. The projections of numbers 7, 12, and 13 disappeared from the hall, and they began to communicate using magic.

After the three left, the God of Fear began to assign tasks to others behind the scenes, and a web of conspiracy spread outward from him.

After all his "subordinates" left, he picked up a glass of red wine and drank it all in one gulp. He then stood at the window and gazed at the city's streetscape from above.

"Death..."

The worry in the man's eyes could not be dispelled at all. For him and the other fearful children, the greatest enemy was not each other, but the woman who had completely broken away from her identity as a child of gods.

Legend has it that she has once again begun her hunt for the two divine children. He can only hope for luck and pray that the Father God will protect him so that his actions will not attract attention and he can complete his plan to strengthen himself.