Who are you calling a stable boy?!

However, with the establishment of the Kingdom, the Theocracy, and the Empire, this fertile land located at the intersection of the three kingdoms naturally attracted their covetousness.

All three kingdoms claimed that Kazpin should have belonged to them, and after several meetings, they all wanted to push the border further and occupy more territory.

Just like Jerry, Tom, and Spike sitting together, like the big meat chops they picked up on the road.

As a result, all the friendly agreements signed in the past were torn up, and the three countries abandoned all pretense and directly attacked each other on the original battlefield of Kazping.

To this end, they even resorted to some extremely despicable means, with the main message being "If I can't have it, neither can you."

As a result, not only were the natural resources of the Kazping Plains completely destroyed, but the protracted fighting also caused this land, almost soaked in blood, to spawn wave after wave of undead creatures.

The barren sandy land, inhabited by a large number of undead creatures, was a place that could no longer arouse the interest of the Three Kingdoms.

It could even serve as a buffer zone between the three kingdoms to some extent.

For example, the Empire still sends troops into the Kazpin Plains every year to intimidate the Kingdom on its borders.

If the kingdom reacts quickly, then we'll wear down its military strength on the plains; if the kingdom reacts slowly, then we'll really rush in and burn, kill, and plunder.

They're just taking advantage of your kingdom's lack of courage to pursue Kazpin, and they're determined to fight to the bitter end.

For many years, the Church has also enjoyed stirring up trouble for the kingdom and empire here.

In a sense, Kazping was originally a private arena for the three kingdoms.

Therefore, in this vast desert, most of the time, apart from the wandering undead creatures, there are no other living beings to be seen.

But today, Kazpingyuan is unusually lively.

A strange army is marching forward in great numbers.

Bloodthirsty orcs and proud elves—one race considers elves a delicacy in their diet, while the other regards orcs as inferior beasts—are now united in one army.

As a slave.

In the middle of the army, in a five-meter-high palanquin carried by a hundred orcs, Heparipni sat on a red velvet sofa, savoring a wine carefully mixed with the blood of young girls, enjoying the cool and refreshing air brought by magic.

Inside and outside, desolation and luxury—such a thin barrier seems to separate two worlds.

"You seem to have something to say?"

Heparipni put down his wine glass and looked at the human male beneath him.

This is her 325th husband.

Or rather, pets.

"I just don't understand why you're making such a big fuss."

Swallowing a mouthful of hot, clear liquid, the kneeling man kept his head down and asked cautiously in a humble voice.

"What do you think?"

Heparipni reached out and stroked the man's brown hair with interest.

The man's body trembled slightly at the mere touch, as if he were enduring something.

"I...I cannot reach your wisdom—"

"Hehe, you're right. I want them all to see it. Let Lika Liha, let Likun, and most importantly, let those mortals in the expeditionary force see it clearly."

Not long ago, Razmir's representative, Likun, sent a personal priest to lead a squad of demon players to infiltrate the eastern part of the kingdom.

The official explanation is that they are going to search for the missing Sweet Dreams team.

But Heparipni knew that Likun definitely had other motives.

Moreover, this purpose must be related to the mysterious lich reported by the survivors of Sweet Dream.

Therefore, she planted her own spies within the demon player squad led by the Razmir priest.

However, a few days ago, the entire squad, including the priest, was suddenly declared dead by Likun.

Her informant only had time to report that he had encountered the mysterious lich before his death was displayed in the friends list on the panel.

Heparipni had no way of knowing what had happened, but she keenly realized that both the mysterious lich and the priest sent out by Likun were very likely pointing to a trump card that Razmir had prepared in this material plane.

—Used to resolve her and Lika Liha's trump card at the last moment.

Razmir might honor the covenant and, once the deed is done, give her the reward agreed upon by her father and Descartes.

But whether it was her father or Descartes, they wanted more than just those rewards from the very beginning.

Heparipni knew that Razmir, and his representative Likun, were also well aware of this.

Therefore, this so-called True God Army has never stopped its internal strife.

The reason she was willing to intervene twice to save Lika Liha, who was almost killed by the expeditionary force using decapitation tactics, was that she did not want Likun to have the opportunity to become the sole ruler after Lika Liha's death.

She knew that compared to Likun, who had been operating in this material plane for a long time, her own force would have a hard time taking over the power left behind by Lika Liha after his death.

But this time is different.

Likun's sudden action gave Heparipni an opportunity.

She wasn't actually sure what Likun had hidden in the eastern part of the kingdom, but she didn't need to know exactly what was there.

All she needed to do was make Likun think she knew what was there; make the Holy Expeditionary Force notice what was there; and make Likaliha think what was there.

If she can accomplish these three things, her grand gesture today will be considered a success.

As for whether they would actually fight the Holy Expeditionary Force, Heparipni was not worried about it at all.

Because she had given the expeditionary force enough time to mobilize its forces, she didn't bother dealing with the spies who were passing on intelligence.

Therefore, when her army arrived at the edge of Kazpin Plain, the Holy Expeditionary Force should have been there.

At that point, she only needs to stand still for a short while before she can use the pretext of a failed surprise attack to return home.

Given the current strength that the Holy Expeditionary Force can mobilize, they would never dare to pursue her to the Kazpin Plains and fight her to the bitter end.

As for who can lead the army here, it's probably the lovely Camilla.

Thinking of this, Heparipni couldn't help but lick his lips, and the hand that was stroking the man's hair pressed down hard, pushing his head down.

What she loved most was turning these believers of benevolent gods into her beloved pets.

The more devout the other person is, the more she wants to possess them!

Heparipnni touched his lips with his fingertips, calculating the time in his mind.

At their current marching speed, she estimated that in two hours at most, she would be able to see the border between the Kazpin Plains and the Kingdom.

"Hey! You bastard son of a bitch, Baphomet! Your Grandpa Zheng is here!"

Heparipni suddenly heard a loud explosion outside, like rolling thunder, and felt his feet shake as if the earth were trembling.

Papimah's daughter immediately got up, kicked the man aside, pushed open the door, and looked out of the sedan chair.

Before the vast army, a man stood on a cloud.

His body radiated golden light, he carried a club on his shoulder, and his eyes burned with fire.

It's Zheng Jing!

When Heparipni came out, his golden eyes flashed like lightning, striking her directly in the face.

With a swift movement, Zheng Jing pressed down on the golden cloud beneath his feet, his figure flashing as he suddenly closed in on Heparipni, raising his staff to strike—

"You vixen! Take this from Old Zheng!"

Chapter 320: One Man Forms an Army

Heparipni immediately spread her fleshy wings and dodged the blow that was coming at her head. The blow was accompanied by a howling wind, and in one fell swoop, her magnificent palanquin exploded. All the luxury items inside, mixed with the flesh and bones of her 325th husband, spilled out in a clatter.

The hundreds of orcs under the sedan chair only had time to utter a cry of surprise before they were thrown about by the aftershocks of the blow.

Retreating into the air, seeing this tragic scene, Heparipni showed no anger whatsoever.

She stared at Zheng Jing with suspicion and caution, about to speak, when she saw Zheng Jing turn his head and charge at her again with his stick.

Heparipni had encountered ruthless characters like this before, who didn't talk much but only fought and killed. In fact, the Abyss was never short of such guys. Although Zheng Jing was a stranger, since he had already attacked and was disrespectful to the Father God, she naturally had to take him down first, regardless of anything else.

With her right hand pointing at Zheng Jing, Heparipuni immediately unleashed her signature spell as the daughter of Baphomet.

A ball of crimson energy lit up at Heparipni's fingertip, and then, Zheng Jingna's figure, which was rushing towards her, suddenly twisted—

"Ok?"

The scene before him changed abruptly. Zheng Jing raised an eyebrow and slightly pressed down on the golden cudgel in his hand.

If the barren desert that was just now was already considered a harsh environment, then it was a truly desolate place.

The world before him at that moment looked like a scene from the apocalypse where nothing existed!

Meanwhile, on the Kazping Plain, seeing Zheng Jing disappear, Heparipni landed gracefully, revealing a confident smile amidst the wails of the orcs.

Unlike her brothers and sisters who mostly relied on instinct to cast spells, Heparipnne diligently studied and mastered the art of magic.

She devoted a great deal of effort to refining her skills, especially in maze manipulation.

Although she could not use it as freely as her father, the god Baphomet, Heparipne had now honed her labyrinth magic to a high level.

Not only can it completely eliminate the need for incantations and gestures for casting spells, compressing the casting time to within 1 second, its magical power is also extraordinary. Even some players with extraordinary intelligence attributes will find it difficult to unravel her full-force maze spell.

"Lord!"

Among the large army, some players shouted as they rushed over.

There are demons, humans, elves, orcs...

In the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred players had gathered in front of Heparipni.

Without exception, they were all followers of Papiyas.

At the same time, they were all servants of Heparipni.

"Shallow this area."

Heparipni gently pinched the neck of a dream demon player, and after the dream demon player knelt down with an excited expression, he sat down on the demon flesh chair.

"I'll see if he can make up for my losses."

This material plane is too far from Baphomet's Ivory Labyrinth. Even a beloved offspring like her would find it difficult to reach Baphomet's domain through labyrinth magic.

Heparipni conducted tests and found that in this material plane, the Labyrinth spell would banish the target to a strange alternate dimension, and could only banish the target for a maximum of 10 minutes. After 10 minutes, a special spatial fluctuation would forcibly push the target back to this material plane.

According to feedback from the test subjects after their return, it seemed to be a place with an environment even harsher than the abyss.

The slave hunters who were sent there managed to return alive, but the humans, orcs, and elves all died less than three minutes after being banished.

Heparipni didn't expect to kill the attacker with the harsh environment of that alternate dimension. After all, the slave-capturing demon she sent over was less than level 10. Judging from the attacker's performance just now, he was at least a melee player with a professional level of 13 or higher, and it was impossible for him to die so easily.

But the time bought by the maze technique was enough for her to lay a trap, waiting for the attacker to return and walk right into it.

A sudden jolt went through him, as if he had suddenly sensed something. Heparipni's eyes widened, and his confident smile froze.

She looked towards the spot where Zheng Jing had just disappeared, and was about to speak.

"hey-hey!"

—A loud laugh rang out, ripples spread through the space, and a golden light shot straight out from the ripples!

"You little devil! It's me, Old Zheng, back!"

At this moment, Heparipni finally managed to utter a sound from his throat: "Quick!"

At this shout, the players snapped out of their daze. Seeing Zheng Jing, who was all alone and radiating golden light, they immediately roared and charged forward.

"it is good!"

Zheng Jing's laughter grew even louder as he gripped the Ruyi Cudgel in his hand. It was twelve feet long and as thick as a bowl, with golden hoops at both ends that spun in the wind!

Which of these demons, monsters, and evil spirits can withstand them?

Let's witness this fierce battle—

A demonic wind blew, and a thick, eerie mist hung in the air.

The clanging of iron chains is the bloodthirsty thirst of wicked slaves; the clanging of armor is the obstruction of evil foes.

Rolling blood, layers of yellow earth.

Blood flowed everywhere, like a torrential downpour from the sky.

Layer upon layer of loess rises towards the sky, like a raging, earth-shattering wave.

A large axe flies through clouds and lightning; a long spear cuts through fog and wind.