Sickly lady in wheelchair, but God

"Your Majesty, by the time the actual situation is reported back, the Orc Kingdom will probably have been completely destroyed."

Ingrid said calmly, "You are considering the orcs, and I am considering the humans. I cannot let my subjects take risks without a definite answer."

Aaron had no choice but to wait anxiously.

Fortunately, the process was much faster than he had imagined. On the day he made up his mind, Ingrid took him to the western border of the Kingdom of Vistapa.

When no one was paying attention, Ingrid controlled some animals and drove them westward.

Thanks to the magic of shadows, she can figure out what's happening around these animals even though she's thousands of miles away. These animals are like her external eyeballs.

More than a month later, the first controlled animal stepped into the orcs' territory.

There, Ingrid saw chaos.

There seemed to be nothing to hesitate about.

She didn't want such a disaster to happen within the Kingdom of Vistapa.

Keeping the enemy out of the country is Ingrid's strategy.

"set off!"

After receiving the news, Aaron almost doubted whether he had heard it wrong. Are they going to set out like this? Didn’t they say that they should find out the situation of the Orc Kingdom first?

He doesn't understand, and neither do other humans.

Why help the orcs?

Even if such a terrible disaster really happens, we can wait until the disaster causes heavy damage to the orcs before taking action.

Thanks to Ingrid's high prestige, those who extremely hated orcs and would rather suffer losses themselves than let the orcs fall half to death finally shut up.

Ingrid personally led the elite of the Knights, the elite of the Dragon People, and the backbone of the Kingdom Army to the Kingdom of Kara Siris.

In order to avoid the barbarian tribe, they deliberately took a long detour, but even so, they were still able to travel much faster than Aaron.

This is the king and his army, right?

Thinking of the tyrannical Marlene, Aaron couldn't help but feel a little envious.

Finally, a year after he left his hometown, he returned home with reinforcements from the human world.

However, things have changed.

He hardly wasted any time, but when he came back, his hometown had been destroyed by the war. On the ridges of the fields, he saw his old friend who had been infected by the black fog and turned into a monster.

It was he who erected the monument for himself, but in the end it was someone else who passed away first. How sad is that?

"acquaintance?"

Ingrid walked up to Aaron.

Aaron nodded sadly.

"Since you can't do it, let me help you."

The shadow easily strangled the hideous "monster" in front of him. Looking at the mutated corpse lying on the ground, Ingrid frowned.

The black fog seems to be a disaster similar to the undead spell.

While she was clearing out the monsters around her, the orc army stationed nearby heard the news and rushed over.

"You are...human?"

The orc general was shocked, and he immediately ordered his subordinates to capture Ingrid and others.

But before he could see clearly what was happening, Ingrid suddenly appeared in front of him, grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted him up.

"Tell your king to let her come to see me!"

This statement cannot be questioned.

Snapped!

The orc general was thrown to the ground. He struggled to get up, his face full of fear, and ran away like mad.

A few days later, Marlene arrived with her army.

On the endless plain.

On one side is the conqueror leading thousands of troops.

On one side is a lone person standing against the wind.

"who are you?"

"Ingrid!"

47 Marlene's Death, Greenville's Return! [6000]

In the wilderness, Ingrid looked at the rapidly approaching orc army with an expressionless face.

Although she had prepared herself mentally, she still couldn't help but feel frightened when she actually saw the number of orc troops.

Because of the perspective, she couldn't see the entire orc army, but the number that appeared in her field of vision was already over five digits.

You must know that this is not the full strength of the orcs.

You have to know that the regular army of the Kingdom of Vistapa usually only has a few thousand people.

Orcs are really as the rumors say, with brains that are not much worse than humans and a reproduction rate far faster than humans. They are a formidable enemy that cannot be ignored in the history of human civilization!

Fortunately, the orc civilization has not produced a country as united as Vistapa, otherwise it would not be those barbarians who are showing off their power on the border of Vistapa, but the orc army that is surging like a tide.

No, if such an orc kingdom had really been born, Vistapa would most likely have been destroyed.

Ingrid felt a little solemn, and secretly thanked herself for being wise enough not to lead a large army, but only bring some elite troops from the Kingdom of Vistapa.

After all, even if she used all the power of Vistapa, she would not be able to defeat the orc kingdom in terms of numbers.

It is safer now. Although she and the people she brought are small in number, it is still no problem to carry out a decapitation tactic.

Even if they didn't accomplish anything in the end, it would be much easier to run with a small number of people than with a large army.

Considering all these, Ingrid deliberately let the orc general go at the beginning, and asked him in a very contemptuous tone to call Marlene over.

According to her original plan, she would meet Marlene alone, then deliberately provoke Marlene, and then use shadow magic to float away.

In this way, the impulsive and irritable Marlene would definitely be further provoked, thus revealing her flaws, giving her an opportunity to take advantage.

However, plans cannot keep up with changes!

After she and Marlene revealed their identities, Ingrid found that Marlene didn't even give her a chance to speak.

The proud orc queen jumped off her pony, and stepping on her boots made of the thick skin of earth dragons, she quickly walked to a point only one meter away from Queen Vistapa before stopping.

Short versus tall.

Slim versus plump.

Wheat color versus milkshake white.

Keep your head up and chest out, and keep your eyebrows down.

The collision of momentum at this moment is like Mars hitting the Earth.

Although Ingrid's shadow completely covered Marlene's body, Marlene's tail was like a sharp sword that pierced through Ingrid's shadow.

"Ingrid, right?" Marlene said in a human language she was not very proficient in. "I don't care where you come from, or what your status is among humans. To me, these are not important, but... you dare to come to see me alone, which shows that you are very courageous. We orcs admire courageous people the most. I will give you a chance to die with dignity. Come and challenge me. I will allow you to die in my hands, not under the blades of thousands of weapons!"

"..."

Ingrid's heart was slightly moved.

Marlene had said so much. If she continued to implement her previous strategy, not only would she fail to anger Marlene, but she might be regarded as a clown seeking attention.

Then... let's fight!

Although I used some tricks to become the king, it doesn't sound like everyone else has fought their way to the top.

In the process of establishing the Kingdom of Vistapa, in the process of becoming the Queen of Vistapa, and in the process of maintaining the stability of the Kingdom of Vistapa, her shadow is everywhere!

How do conquerors compare to defenders?

Ingrid asked, "Have you ever lost?"

This question asked casually was quite heartbreaking.

Marlene's expression changed slightly. She clenched her right fist hard, and her bones cracked like frying beans.

"Under the gods, I have never lost!"

Is that so?

"Then today I will let you experience the feeling of losing to a mortal!"

Ingrid took off the small shawl she was wearing with her right hand. Her fingers loosened and the shawl fell to the ground, revealing her figure like a tiger ready to pounce.

It wasn't stated explicitly, but both knew the battle had begun.

Shadows surge!

Under the scorching sun, the shadows surrounding Marlene's body suddenly began to boil like water roasted by fire, as if they were going to swallow and melt Marlene.

At the same time, Marlene's eyes turned into a dazzling blood red, and hundreds of red lines that were almost invisible to the naked eye shot out, aiming at Ingrid's hands, feet, chest, abdomen and head.

Both of them were unexpected killing moves. Neither of them moved while they were attacking. People who didn't know the tricks would have no idea that they had started fighting.

But the weirdness of shadow magic is still better after all.

What Marlene didn't expect was that Ingrid recognized her killer move at a glance.

Vampire?

Because she was too surprised, Ingrid was even stunned for a moment. Because of this moment of distraction, she could have easily avoided the blood-sucking threads, but she was entangled.

But it doesn't matter.

If she had a 70% to 80% chance of winning before the fight, then now she felt that there was no way she could lose!

She has raised the vampire lady for so many years, and she was also the one who figured out the secret medicine for creating the vampire banshee. Besides, she is also a witch, so this little bit of vampire thread is like a tickle to her.

Want to suck my blood?

Just like the area under Marlene's feet, a boiling shadow also appeared on her body.

If the shadow under Marlene's feet is a bubble, then the shadow on her body is a black flame, a black flame that is more like fire than psionic energy!

wow——

In an instant, all the blood-sucking threads were burned off, and the flames transformed from the black shadows spread along the broken blood-sucking threads towards Marlene's body.

Before Marlene had the chance to be happy that she had entangled Ingrid, she found herself in danger.

What the hell is this?

For a moment, she even felt that the black flame was stranger than the scary black fog.

She hurriedly cut off the blood-sucking thread, fearing that the black flame would burn into her body along the thread, but the shadow under her feet was not so easy to dodge.

Fortunately, she had mastered the use of the blood-sucking threads to perfection. Not only could she use them as weapons to attack people, but she could also weave them into various shapes to help her complete all kinds of incredible operations. This is why she was not defeated by the shadow's surprise attack.

Her blood is not ordinary blood either. Instead, it has turned into a special and extremely active substance that can trigger special magical effects and can also enter the bodies of other lives like a parasite.

Relying on this magical power, Marlene and Ingrid are entangled endlessly.

Cheers could be heard from the orc army from time to time. In their opinion, Conqueror Marin was still as strong and powerful as ever, and no one who dared to challenge her would survive.

But as the saying goes, experts see the details, while laymen see the excitement.

Just by looking at the reaction speed of both of them during the fight, Tong Yao could tell that Ingrid had the upper hand.

This is the result of multiple factors combined.

First of all, Ingrid lived longer than Marlene. Although her strength improved much more slowly after becoming queen, her combat experience was not lost.

Secondly, although Ingrid had never fought a high-level vampire banshee in person before, she had a deep understanding of the vampire banshee's fighting style through the Vampire Lady.

Then, Ingrid is not an ordinary witch. Although she is not as good as Aurora who has fused the root of the gate, her magic power comes from the black root, which is more elusive than the [Gate Magic] that is wrapped in a layer. This makes her inherently stronger than the vampire banshee.

Finally, and most importantly, Marlene has too much burden on her shoulders, and she doesn't realize it yet.

As time went on, she began to become more and more anxious as she realized that she could not easily defeat Ingrid.

She had reached this point with her nearly invincible strength and endless conquests. If she lost to Ingrid in front of everyone, or simply failed to win, the prestige she had accumulated would suffer a severe blow.