The Mythical Path of a Princess from a Destroyed Kingdom

What intrigues her now is why Belleya was able to break free from that woman's allure. Upon reflection, she thinks it's probably because this farm girl has a stronger soul.

Maginus, still feeling unsatisfied after killing several people, pulled himself out of his reverie, raised his hand to kill the thug lying on the ground, and nodded to Bereia:

“Miss Berea, please go to the Church of the Endless Light for help. Just give them the name Kent and tell them I’ve found a clue.”

“Time is of the essence. I’ll go and stall them for now. Remember not to ask the guards for help,” she reminded Bereya as she was about to speak. “Don’t ask too many questions, just do as I say, or I’ll ask for help myself.”

"Yes Yes!"

The smiling Maginus startled the farm girl, who turned and ran out of the slums. Maginus, on the other hand, turned back and walked toward the sewer entrance, the corpse behind her drying out faster and disappearing from sight.

As for whether Berea would be captured by other villains before she could call for help, that was not within Maginus's considerations; if she couldn't call for help, so be it.

Touching the corner of her upturned lips, the girl arrived at the sewer and stepped into the darkness.

Chapter 79 Creating Chaos

"Sir, what are we going to do with this group of people?"

"Take them all out quietly. The people of the Endless Light are still watching, so it's not a good idea to make a move in White Dove City."

In the black market slave market, the leading woman gently inhaled the fragrance emanating from the incense burner, closing her eyes in enjoyment. With her eyes half-closed, she casually asked, "Hasn't the person who went after that girl returned yet?"

"It should be soon."

"Ah."

The slave trader seemed quite content, engaging in casual conversation. Judging from the open space left by the surrounding merchants for the slave market, their backing was immense, so much so that other gangs involved in the black market dared not provoke them.

At a small stall next to the market, Maginus bent down to select a bottle of poison, drew her Guardian Angel, and sprinkled the poison directly onto it. Seeing this, the merchant reminded her, "G, my poison will evaporate very quickly!"

"It's fine, I'm going to kill someone tonight anyway."

Maginus responded calmly, turned and walked out of the black market. The moment she disappeared around the corner, the wound on the girl's wrist reopened as before, and a large amount of blood flowed onto the ground, turning into a red mist that spread towards the black market.

In the extremely enclosed sewer, the red mist that spread out was difficult to dissipate. After a while, the concentration of the mist began to rise. The already vigilant black market merchants reacted immediately when they found that their vision was obstructed. They hurriedly got up and took out their weapons.

What's going on? This has never happened before. Is there some kind of monster they don't know about that has been born in the Phosphorus Five Three Wings N sewers?

The black market manager, accompanied by his guards, arrived at the area near the center of the black market, cupping his hand to his mouth in a megaphone shape.

"Attention everyone! Due to special circumstances, the black market is closed for today. Please leave the black market in an orderly manner through both sides!"

"Ahhh!"

Before the merchants could even move, a scream suddenly echoed through the narrow sewer, jolting everyone into a frenzy as they looked at the figures about to disappear into the fog.

"Who, who attacked me!"

The person who was ambushed roared in anger. Maginus, who was in the corner, withdrew her right hand from where she had thrown the dagger, and continued to increase the fog density until the figures four or five meters away could not be seen in the fog.

As everyone's vigilance and fear of the unknown grew, and seeing that the time was almost right, the girl gripped her protector tightly, her excited smile revealing her sharp canine teeth.

A terrifying aura!

As they emerged from around the corner, a purplish-black halo unfolded. The merchants stared wide-eyed, as if they saw a monster rushing towards them from within the red mist. For a moment, they froze, unable to move.

Maginus charged toward the slave market, slashing nearby merchants with his longsword as he went, the poison seeping into their bodies.

The stinging sensation brought these guys back to their senses. Overwhelmed by fear, the black market traders shouted that there were monsters in the mist, clutching their wounds and running away in all directions!

Chaos arose so easily, and Maginus listened to the growing commotion around him, his lips curling into a wider smile.

Suddenly, a figure darted out of the mist ahead. It was an overly timid vendor who, upon seeing the girl, revealed a ferocious expression, attempting to shove her aside and shouting:

"Get out of my way!"

With both hands gripping the hilt, Maginus leaped up, bringing her line of sight to the merchant's. The longsword spun half a circle in the air, and along with the breeze, droplets of blood were stirred up by the blade.

With her left hand pressed against her neck, Maginus shouted, "Damn it, are you trying to kill me in the chaos?"

Is there a monster lurking in the fog, or is someone trying to double-cross us?

The girl's roar alerted everyone that someone had taken the lead in the mist, and they all gripped their weapons tightly, turning their gazes toward the merchants around them.

The next second, even greater chaos ensued.

Those who come to the black market to buy and sell are rarely kind-hearted. Seeing that someone has already made a move, and that the surrounding environment is very suitable for murder and robbery, and that there are even monsters as an excuse, their evil thoughts are completely ignited, and the conflict begins!

"Ah! What are you doing?!" "Damn it, I just did it by accident!" "How dare you hit me?!" "I've been wanting to get rid of you for ages!"

"Everyone calm down!"

Once the conflict started, it could never be stopped. No matter how much the black market officials shouted, they couldn't quiet them down. Maginus quickened his pace, carefully avoiding the people in the fog as he headed towards the slave market.

The girl felt a deep disgust for the growing chaos here, but she was also quite pleased with the fear and bloodshed they were producing.

The life force flowed to Maginus, then transformed into a new red mist that made the surroundings even more difficult to see.

The expressionless girl quickly arrived at the location of the slave market. Still, no one dared to cause trouble. The guards were already standing cautiously around the area to prevent anyone from launching an attack in the chaos.

Looking towards the slave market, the place was shrouded in a crimson mist, a blood-red expanse. Maginus's vision should not have been able to see anything more than two meters away.

But for some reason, she was able to "see." This observation was not brought to her by her eyes, but by the red mist formed by her spiritual energy and life force. It created a visual image in her mind, and the clarity of the image kept increasing.

The girl recalled the time she vaguely saw the blood-red figures of two soldiers in the rainy night and couldn't help but wonder if this was a special perception brought about by psychic energy.

Are we using the red mist of life force to scout the environment, and also using the enemy's life force to locate personnel?

Reflecting on her own abilities, Maginus swung her bodyguard behind her, focused her attention on a gang member who was glancing around nervously, and her heart began to pound.

Leaning forward, she dragged her longsword toward the burly woman she had her eye on. The thick red fog made it impossible for the woman to see clearly; she could only hear something running toward her.

"Who is it, stop!"

However, her loud shouts were of no use. In the end, all she saw was the thick fog being cleaved open by the sword.

The headless corpse lay on the ground, and Maginus felt a surge of heat throughout her body. A bloodthirsty red light returned to her eyes. She ducked to dodge the dagger from behind and released her grip on her longsword with her left hand, striking the enemy behind her.

The girl had no weapons, and the gang member who discovered this was determined to kill Maginus to avenge his brother. However, before he could launch another attack, a sharp pain in his waist caused him to lose all his strength.

The man looked down and saw a translucent blue-red dagger stuck in his kidney. The blood flowing out climbed up the dagger and into the body of the girl who had suddenly attacked them.

Chapter 80 Aftermath

"What happened? How dare someone provoke us?"

Upon hearing the screams, the leading woman rose from her chair, stared with displeasure at the thick fog, and walked towards the door to try and find Maginus.

Her eyes glowed red. Since the red mist had concealed her identity, she no longer needed to worry about it being exposed.

The woman's canine teeth grew out of her lips, her fingernails became long and sharp, and her once beautiful body became even more alluring, but her body exuded a sinister aura that lingered around her and could not be dispelled.

What is that? Is it a vampire's reaction to a life force detector?

ng芭z午铃鹑六群撩，感迷晕可见一个怪人影的迷迷的迷迷。

To put it simply, the normal people around the girl appeared as a bright red color in her mind, while the "thing" that had just appeared was turning from red to black.

The suspected vampire was rushing towards them. Maginus drew her sword and ran in circles into the distance, causing the leading woman to miss her target. The woman raised her neck and twitched her nose, seemingly trying to smell the girl's scent, but unfortunately, she couldn't find the girl's location after sniffing for a long time.

Strange, where did that monster go? How come it didn't leave any trace of life?

Vampires are actually a special kind of undead creature. As a derivative of the Embrace, the woman, due to the special treatment given to her by Korn, is almost no different from a normal vampire except for her weak bloodline and the fact that she can be controlled by her creator.

In other words, she could vaguely sense life force within a certain range, like an undead creature, but in this red mist, her senses became useless, and the woman was completely blinded.

"Ah!"

A scream came from behind, and the derivative rushed to the location of the scream. There were no enemies there, not even corpses on the ground, only a pile of ashes.

Some impatient women shouted, "If you've got the guts, face me head-on, you bastard!"

……

Bring them fear, grant them death...

Ignoring the voice of the vampire derivative, a phantom voice echoed in Maginos's mind. She resisted the voice in her head to prevent herself from accidentally harming the kidnapped people locked in the market, while at the same time enjoying the pleasure brought by the killing.

The blade pierced her bones, the longsword sliced ​​through her flesh. She suppressed her laughter, trying not to laugh out loud, but the number of gang members' corpses kept increasing.

One, two, three... the eighth one!

"Hehehehe"

Overwhelmed with joy, Maginus finally burst into maniacal laughter. Her distorted voice was unlike that of an ordinary person. The moment the laughter rang out, the gang member she had her eye on was the first to hear this eerie sound.

Am I going to die too?

The gang member, who was swinging his knife backward in an attempt to struggle, thought this, but the source of the excruciating pain was not a fatal spot. He felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder, where he was holding the weapon, and his arm was severed.

The pain caused the man to release the dagger and clutch his severed arm, as a tremendous force kicked him to the ground from behind.

Maginus stepped on the man, her eyes turning a purplish-black color, filled with mockery.

In fact, she couldn't eat anymore after killing five people. There were three corpses lying on the ground around her, their deaths were quite gruesome.

The effects of the mental breakdown caused by the Black Evil God were becoming apparent. Starting with the sixth person, the girl's attack methods became increasingly cruel, no longer as simple as before. Her purpose was no longer to absorb life force, but to instill enough fear in these people.

The originally black and red psychic blade was now mostly covered by purple and black, and the scarlet one was curled up and unable to resist. Maginus stared at the guy lying on the ground and plunged the psychic blade directly into his spine!

The man instantly felt no pain, but his fear and panic were even more intense than before.

Why can't he feel his lower body anymore, and only feels pain in his waist?

Maginus raised her head, enjoying the pleasure of the carnage. The chill behind her made her furious. She gripped her protector with both hands and slashed back with all her might. The female derivative that was rushing towards her sensed the danger and suddenly tilted her head back and retreated.

Because she retreated in time, only her left hand was cut off. Before her arm was blown away by the sword, the derivative grabbed her bleeding left hand in mid-air and pressed it back into its own hand.

"Who are you!?"

When the woman confronted Maginus, she realized she was fighting against a humanoid creature, and she didn't even know if it was human.

She clearly didn't expect the girl to answer, and after taking back her left hand, she launched another attack.

Maginos showed no sign of backing down; a single eye blazed with a purplish-black flame, which looked particularly terrifying beneath her black robes.

With one hand, she swung her sword, and the derivative dodged the claws that reached out to her. The girl's empty left hand grasped the spirit blade that appeared out of thin air and slashed at its palm once again.

Vampires are slightly different from other undead creatures; they possess life force that they have stolen from their bodies and rely on it to satisfy their hunger.

She had previously extracted some life force from the severed claw of the derivative. How to put it, if human life force is like white bread, the life force in a vampire's body is like black bread, which is very difficult to swallow.

This is probably why the image of vampires in her mind is different from that of ordinary people. In any case, if Maginus insists on eating them, she can still swallow them. As long as she cuts them down again, the girl can make her unable to put her claws back on.

Faced with the sudden appearance of the translucent short sword, the woman seemed somewhat surprised. Caught off guard, her hand broke off again. Ignoring the hand that could be pressed back down at any moment, she used her other hand, shaped like a claw, to slam it hard against Maginus's chest!

The sharp fingernails dug into the leather armor, piercing the flesh but not completely entering the body. Corpse poison and negative energy began to invade the girl's body, and were then expelled by the woman's strength.

Rolling a few times on the ground, the longsword plunged into the earth, carving a trench. The pain brought Maginos back to her senses, her life force surging as she fought against the corpse poison in her chest and the negative energy of the skirt.

The purplish-black in her eyes faded, and the scarlet red representing slaughter regained the upper hand. The girl looked up at the derivative, the purplish-black flames disappeared, and the red light rose again.

That was just now...

Realizing how arrogant her previous behavior had been, Maginus glanced at the vampire derivatives that were still visible to the naked eye, and when she sensed that others were approaching, she immediately chose to retreat.

The opposing derivative did not pursue either, but looked down to search for its severed hand, and was dumbfounded after a short while.

Her hands are so big!

Just as she was about to crouch down to search more closely, the woman heard a voice from the chaotic black market that shocked everyone:

"Third, the people from the Church of the Three Gods are here! Everyone run!!"

Chapter 81 The Divided Power

Several warriors in gleaming armor stood at the exits on both sides of this abandoned sewer area. A spellcaster in white robes raised his hand and cast a wind spell. The red mist rose with the strong wind and quickly disappeared without a trace.

The entire black market area was exposed to Kent's gaze. The extremely chaotic scene made him frown, and the stunned civilians in the slave market made his expression turn slightly cold.

Berea successfully reached the Temple of Endless Light for help. Upon receiving the news, Kent immediately led a large number of combat personnel, including those borrowed from the Church of the Sincere and the Church of the Suffering, to the black market.

"No one is allowed to move!"

The warriors from the temple took in the chaos and evil of the black market. In a fit of rage, they rushed forward under the leadership of the veteran warrior to take control of the situation. Many of the black market members who were fighting each other chose to drop their weapons and not resist.

Paladins generally won't continue killing unless there's resistance; however, they won't show mercy if resistance is encountered.

Kent's gaze remained fixed on the distant slave market area. As the red mist dissipated, he could see the scene inside. From a distance of about a hundred meters, his sharp eyes spotted the leader woman whose arm had been severed.

Noticing the gaze behind him, the vampire derivative instinctively turned around, his expression shifting from disbelief at the approaching paladin to genuine terror.

The two locked eyes and recognized each other. Without hesitation, the woman ran towards the other exit, while the paladin captain, who had been clueless about the clues, wore an expression of both anger and excitement.

"Alright, we've finally found you! All you sufferers, stop that derivative!"

The victims and believers at the opposite exit immediately focused their attention on the derivative. Upon seeing this, the derivative disregarded its own appearance, roared, and its body changed, revealing an extremely ferocious appearance.