The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

The business operation was very successful, and it would be best if it could be concluded without His Majesty's intervention.

“Come with me, my friend,” Primia suddenly became much more enthusiastic, gesturing for the Nugget to come out of the cell. “Can you use shapeshifting to become human? It’s easier to scare civilians this way.”

"no problem."

A flash of magical light, and it instantly transformed into a bearded man, one of Grigura's most frequently used transformation forms. After stepping out of the cell, it asked, "What am I going to do next?"

"Go check your spaceship and see if it can be repaired. If it can't be repaired, use advanced teleportation to transfer it to your larger spaceship."

Primia patted its shoulder, smiling, but warned it again: "The great goddess has set her sights on me, so don't do anything underhanded. It's better for both of us, isn't it?"

"Of course, of course."

Guligula nodded hurriedly, filled with fear. He didn't ask who the god behind him was, and made up his mind to escape the trouble overnight once the spaceship was refueled.

Chapter 768 The Incarnation of the Endless Light

In order to complete the transaction as quickly as possible, Guligula accomplished everything in just five days and left Connoir without stopping. Before leaving, he also saw more and more interstellar giant ships appearing nearby.

At a glance, the Elf fleet, the Mind Flayer fleet, the Githyanki fleet... they were all wary of each other, and dared not get too close to Connoir. They only dared to stay outside the star system, for fear that the gods would slap them.

His large spaceship was like a small boat to these giant ships and did not attract any attention. Looking at the breathtaking scenery outside the window, Guligula rubbed his pincers and turned to accelerate his jump.

Meanwhile, in Nesser, the mages at the research institute looked excitedly at the newly added blueprints, materials, and spells on the list, exchanging these items for contribution points usually reserved for officials, and continued their research.

Maginot's treasury has also been expanded with many new items. As a queen, she naturally has a hamster-like habit. She didn't do this before simply because she didn't have the money. Now, most of her collection consists of knowledge-related items, which she generously shares.

Absorbing the admiration and respect from the researchers and the Kingdom Academy, she hummed a tune as she looked at her avatar who was out on the move.

Leona swiftly snapped the neck of the God of Slaughter, cleared away the priests she had gathered, and absorbed divinity to transfer to her main body. Her main body then manipulated the divine nature of slaughter, using the activity of the God of Slaughter's will within it to determine if K showed any signs of resurgence.

The same applies to the God of Fear. As of now, neither of these two absolute enemies has shown any signs of awakening. Currently, the number of the Killing God Child and the Fear God Child on the continent has been reduced to a very low level due to their mutual confrontation.

If nothing unexpected happens, they should all have high-level strength by now. Among them, the Child of Fear is hiding very well, and it is a bit difficult for Maginus's avatar to find them.

The Slaughter Goddess often couldn't control her bloodlust. She only needed to look around to see where many people had died, and she could often find their locations.

“A clergy.”

She closed her eyes and entered a dreamlike state of consciousness. A magnificent hall appeared in her mind, though it was rather small in size, as it was, after all, the domain of the Nesserian priests.

Rising from her throne, Maginus approached the divine core. The polygonal structure slowly rotated, with countless threads connecting believers. The power of faith merged into the divine core and then flowed into the base below, aggregating the incomplete foundation and building upwards layer by layer.

Leaving the dream, she returned to her divine kingdom, where many more worshippers had gathered. Small villages were built around the mountain where she lived, and many people were leading relatively peaceful lives.

Her followers are a mix of good and bad, ranging from chaotic and evil to orderly and virtuous. Due to their personalities, they do not live together. The orderly and virtuous are able to patiently cultivate the land, while the chaotic and evil are different. These supplicants are only temporarily suppressing their true nature and are not suitable for the current Kingdom of God.

"We need to deal with those malevolent supplicants."

Maginus murmured, his gaze sinking into the abyss. After a brief hesitation, he left the divine realm, sending his avatar to the Lusty Lips Ball. Laura was still managing things there, and she looked delighted when she saw the avatar.

"Why did you suddenly come to see me? Did you miss me?"

Rolling her eyes at the succubus, Maginus asked, "Does the Abyss need troops? I have a group of inquisitors here who are not easy to deal with. They crave blood, battle, and power. I can give them to you, but the price is a specialty of the Abyss."

"It cannot be used on the Prime Material Plane; it can only be used in the Lower Bound."

Maginus intends to make money from its own instigators, which is what they themselves desire. Normally, the instigators will gradually align with the divine kingdom's camp, so there will be no major conflicts between instigators and instigators.

However, her divine kingdom is abnormal. All three divine offices have a neutral and neutral connotation, but she herself hopes that the divine kingdom will be more inclined towards goodness and order, and there are all kinds of people among the believers.

Some souls yearn for a peaceful life, and after death they become supplicants, which Maginus's kingdom can satisfy. But some are born with a love of battle and a thirst for power, which Maginus's kingdom cannot fulfill.

At least for now, she doesn't have any powerful enemies to fight...

wrong.

"Never mind what I said, we'll talk about this later." To Laura's surprise, Maginus disappeared. The succubus thought about it carefully and suddenly realized what had happened.

Maginus suddenly realized that, at least for now, the Prayers of Hope for Battle could not be sent to the Abyss, as they could still do things for him.

If I were to cause some damage to the divine kingdoms of the God of Slaughter and the God of Fear beforehand, it would have a huge impact on their revival, since their divine kingdoms are where they store most of their will and means of revival.

Back at the palace, Maginus recalled the locations of their respective divine realms: the realm of the god of fear lay in the wasteland of destruction and despair, while Baal's realm was even harder to find, having already drifted into the astral plane.

More importantly, the K's are already "dead" in Knoil, but if they leave this prime material plane, they may be awake in their own divine realm.

Regardless of whether they can be completely killed, it is absolutely necessary to sever their connection with the prime material plane where Maginus resides.

Go ask the Light of No End. According to information from other planes, these two, plus a former God of the Dead, are universally hated. It seems that most planes are experiencing decline.

She naturally did not intend to go to their divine kingdoms herself, but rather to send skilled and capable invokers there, which was also what they themselves desired.

While she was pondering this, the avatar Leona had already entered the Temple of the Endless Light. As the divine fire ignited, a vibrant blond man suddenly appeared behind the avatar, looking at Maginus with a calm expression and a hint of approval in his eyes.

"This is our first meeting, isn't it? Thank you for your help to our ancestors and me."

She turned to the young man, nodding in respect. The young man looked at Maginot, his gaze seemingly transcending time, softening, and uttered a few riddles:

"...You are an unexpected event that neither I nor the gods foresaw, but also an inevitability for the entire world. Your appearance will make the world more inclined towards order and goodness."

"Let's not talk about that anymore. What brings you here?"

Ignoring the riddle, she asked directly, "What is the current situation of the divine kingdoms of the God of Slaughter and the God of Fear? Are you still awake in those kingdoms?"

Chapter 769 Two Poor Gods

More than an hour after entering the Temple of Endless Light, Maginus, having received the news, left and turned back into the divine realm.

The Light of No End told her that the God of Slaughter and the God of Fear, who were hated by everyone, were not only weak but also had bad character, yet they were still causing trouble everywhere. The entire multiverse had recently taken action against them.

As for how long the "recent period" means in the eyes of the gods, that's unclear. As things stand, the Ks's divine kingdom has already been destroyed. The loss of faith in various regions has made them completely devoid of divine appearance. Their true forms have fallen into slumber, and the divine kingdom can only maintain a minimal state of preservation.

If Maginus sends his supplicants in at this time, they won't be directly discovered by the two gods. Only the supplicants in the divine kingdom will fight against them. It's likely that the gods of slaughter and fear from other universes will also send people to investigate, thinking of devouring these two guys.

Since that's the case, Maginus didn't hesitate any longer. He ordered the worshippers who had entered the divine kingdom and were eager to fight to begin training their troops and improving themselves. The power of faith within the divine kingdom was readily available, and war was bound to come in the future.

Prayers can also become stronger. As beings from another world, they are similar to demons and monsters, belonging to the unity of spirit and body.

Some of the worshippers, who were already tired of farming and peaceful life, were overjoyed. Under guidance, they flocked to another area prepared for them, where they established their own military camps, which would later become a nation where everyone was a soldier.

As for their appearance and race, Maginus has no intention of making any changes. Some gods will customize the physical form of the souls that are reincarnated as supplicants according to their own preferences.

Some modifications were made to show their preference for fanatics, while others were made to punish certain erring souls. For example, the spider spirits transformed by the Spider Queen and the Wax Melting Demons were the result of these modifications.

Maginus is quite adept at biological construction, and for now, she doesn't have many ideas about creating new races; the creatures in the Prime Material Plane are beautiful enough.

As the military camp was gradually set up, she selected ambitious and skilled warriors to serve as soldiers, and pitted them against each other to determine the strongest among them, who would then take command of the entire operation.

In the divine kingdom, one cannot rule an army forever. The rules she set for them were simple: the victor is king, and the stronger and smarter one is, the more likely one is to lead the entire army.

"There are still too few people who pray for it."

Upon closer reflection, I realized there are many situations where the military would be needed. In the event of an invasion of the divine kingdom, the military would serve as a defensive line.

Leaving the divine realm, the Goddess of Death did not return to the prime material plane. She took a deep breath to restrain her divine aura, especially her authority and death, and instead emphasized the singular divine role of Nesser. With her eyes closed, she used her connection with the two gods to search for their divine realm.

Bloodline, soul, divinity—Magnus prophesied the location of the divine kingdom, and energy pierced through planes to reach the wasteland of despair and destruction.

With a light snap of her fingers, she transported herself to the wasteland. The pull from the plane reappeared, attempting to draw the god K into her body in order to enhance herself.

Resisting the attraction, Maginos triggered her senses, and what came into her mind was a vast desert of black sand, an ordinary granite plain, and a treacherous canyon surrounded by steep and sharp obsidian walls.

Apart from the River Styx, no water flows through this barren land. Although there is no sun, it is still very hot and humid. No plants grow, and almost no healthy creatures live here. Dark clouds cover the gloomy sky, enveloping the earth in darkness.

This place is not just uninhabitable, but so extremely harsh that normal creatures can hardly survive; only monsters from the lower realms can live here.

There are four-legged beasts that look like parrots running across the plains. These things are called parrot beasts. Besides them, there are many other demons and devils.

Normal creatures are few and far between, but they do exist. Slaves are enslaved and forced to perform arduous tasks. Even if they die, they are transformed into the weakest lower-level creatures and continue to be used by the strong.

Her gaze swept across the planes, and divine kingdoms radiating divine aura entered her mind, including familiar faces.

The kingdom of the goddess of deadly poison is also here. The humid swamp surrounds the buildings, full of parasites and various sources of infection. Mosquitoes and midges swarm in the atmosphere, and all kinds of substances, from water to air, are poisonous.

The realm of the goddess of torment and the god of vengeance also came into view, but Maginos's attention was drawn to a special place: atop a crimson hill stood a majestic tower, where the blood of those killed by fatal accidents gathered into streams that flowed down the hill and into a blood-red river.

The abode of the goddess of misfortune was a very special place. K didn't observe it any further; his gaze locked onto the target he was looking for, and his eyes sharpened.

She found it—the kingdom of the god of tyranny. However, it was slightly different from what she had imagined; it was simply too…ugly.

It was an extremely dilapidated palace, surrounded by ruins. It was nothing like the legendary most luxurious and terrifying palace and fortress in the wasteland. It was indeed pitch black, but it was more like a ruin than a fortress.

Constructed of fine gold, obsidian, ebony, and black jade, it seemed to absorb all the light from the sky and cover the surrounding land, but it appeared that many of these materials had been forcibly taken away, indicating that it had been plundered.

Aside from the architecture, the "endless army" that supposedly surrounded the palace in the records did not exist. Only a small number of converted believers remained around the castle, and the divine aura within the kingdom was filled with a sense of decay.

Glory is gone, that's all Maginus could say, but it was impossible for her to go in alone. If she were to be entangled by the remnant soul of K, it would be a loss. The main battlefield was still on the prime material plane.

They'll definitely send thieves to check things out. I expect other factions' supplicants will also try to get in, and we could definitely cooperate then.

Contemplating the future, she withdrew her gaze and left the wilderness, searching for the location of the God of Slaughter's kingdom in the boundless star realm.

Without any landmarks or clues, it would be very difficult for others to find something floating in the astral plane, but this was no problem for Maginus. Her previous connection with the God of Slaughter was enough for her to find the God of Slaughter's realm.

The magic, combined with the power of faith and divine power, formed a long and undying wave that spread across time and space at a speed exceeding the speed of light. In less than a second, she suddenly opened her eyes and took a step forward.

Her figure traversed countless planes, and she arrived at the far reaches of the divine kingdom, where a similarly dilapidated palace occupied the entire plane, drifting aimlessly in the astral realm.

Chapter 770 The Final Step on the Ladder to Godhood

In the Blood Throne, in Baal's divine realm, Maginus can see that K's situation is similar to Bane's, or even more serious.

The lakes, rivers, and springs that once held and flowed with blood in the Blood Throne have all dried up, and the "Jingguan" (a mound of statues) symbolizing K's achievements are now in ruins and have been destroyed by human hands.

A small number of supplicants wander among them, possibly numbering only a little over a billion.

It sounds like a lot, but this is a vast, almost infinite, or even infinitely large plane. For a once powerful god, the number of servants is far too small.

“Damaged is good,” Maginus was in a very good mood. “It should remain damaged.”

This was fantastic news for her. Even if those two managed to condense their own consciousness within the divine child during the War of the Saints, they wouldn't be able to get help from the divine kingdom. They would probably have to do everything themselves, at most calling upon some supplicants.

After developing for so long, Maginus was most afraid that the two resurrected gods would suddenly unleash unparalleled power. As things stand, these two are about equal to him in rank, and their condition is even worse than his.

The only thing that could be said about them was their foundation and backup plans, but even those were being destroyed by Maginos.

Relaxed, she turned and returned to the palace. On the balcony, she felt the prosperity of Nesiri and her emotions were wonderful. In her mind's eye, the final construction of the palace was being completed.

There are still four months until the battle of the saints.

The world suddenly calmed down. There were no disasters, no miracles, no reports of powerful monsters. Everything seemed to have returned to normal, but everyone knew that this was the calm before the storm.

The only problem is the sky. About three months ago, a crack suddenly appeared in the sky. No, it can't be called the sky, because the alien visitors on those starships outside the planet also saw the huge crack that spanned the entire universe.

No matter how they adjusted their perspective, the cracks appeared above them. The unsuspecting civilians felt as if the sky was about to collapse and begged for forgiveness from their gods.

One after another, wills descended, falling through the enormous loopholes in the rules brought about by the restructuring of the entire universe. Many were forced to do so, while many others were more proactive, waiting for the moment of their final landing.

There are many wills with the same elements. Besides the original gods, other gods discovered this world and also wanted to get involved. It was difficult, but if they gained anything, it would be an enormous gain.

Of course, the Ks themselves also have to take risks. It's a winner-takes-all game, and the losers eat dust. It's that simple.

Dying at the hands of other gods with different divine roles and elements is actually more convenient; one loses some things but mostly returns to their original essence, sitting in their divine kingdom.

However, if one dies at the hands of someone who shares the same element, it's not just about losing a piece of flesh; it's about suffering severe injuries and being seriously wounded. In terms of the time scale of gods, it's estimated that it would take tens of millions of years to recover.

The cracks widened, yet Nesserre remained calm and stable. People went about their lives as usual, and their worries were entrusted to the army, the country, and the queen herself.

At the same time, Maginus has finally completed all his preparations and will enter the final stage.

"call"

The divine figure spun on the platform, and Maginot, seated on the throne, descended the stairs step by step, gazing at his temple, as he departed from the symbolic spiritual dream.

With all the elements gathered, the next step was to raise the divine throne and complete the true ascension to godhood. Maginos had consulted many of the gods close to him and already knew the specific process.

The process itself is not important; what matters is the "materials" within it. First, there is strength; second, there are pastors and the people; and then there is the recognition from the domain and the world itself.

The material plane is undergoing restructuring, but this cannot affect Maginus's ascension to godhood. Becoming a true god is like adding one's own stroke to the canvas of the world.

However, she can explore her country more before the final ceremony.

As Maginus walked through the streets, observing the peaceful and contented people, a golden gleam shimmered in his eyes, which were covered by a crimson glow. He exuded an otherworldly aura, his expression calm and gentle.

Upon entering the general store, Nia and Spett were teaching a class. The snake-woman they had created was growing extremely fast, growing from half a meter tall to over a meter tall in just one year.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, her final normal size will be three meters long.

Raising her hand to rub Spite's head, her dark green snake hair coiled around it, the girl looked up and flicked her tongue, lightly licking Maginus's palm, looking incredibly soulful.

"Your Majesty, hello."

After exchanging greetings, the intellectually minded Spette lowered her head to continue studying, while Bennia, standing behind the counter, looked up at Maginus and realized she couldn't understand her at all, sighing with deep emotion:

"Is he about to become a true god?"

"Yes, we are about to become true gods."