Sickly lady in wheelchair, but God

The old Marlene would never regret such a thing. Her pride would not allow her to bow her head. She would only try her best to win, even if it meant burning herself.

But it's different now.

Especially after she was defeated miserably by the "Scarlet Goddess" without any suspense, a deep crack appeared in her heart that she dared not look directly at but was real.

If she lost to the "Scarlet Goddess", she could still find an excuse that it was not shameful for an orc to lose to a god, but if she lost to a human, what excuse could she make?

The myth of the conqueror was broken. If you are defeated once, you may be defeated a second time, a third time...

Anxious Marlene felt that what she saw was no longer an expressionless human woman dancing with black flames, but a gigantic monster with dark black wings, a dragon's tail, and evil horns of a giant beast!

Well, the winner is decided.

Tong Yao directly announced the result in advance.

Taking advantage of the moment when Marlene was half a beat slow to react due to her anxiety, Ingrid mercilessly released a huge amount of shadows from her right arm. The shadows directly gathered into a big hand and grabbed Marlene in her palm.

Marlene struggled desperately, but the shadow was not flesh after all. She could not use her own blood to directly stimulate Ingrid. She could only let the blood that had accumulated a huge amount of magic power explode, and use the impact force generated by the explosion to forcibly break through the shackles of the shadow's hand.

However, Ingrid had already anticipated that she would have a backup plan.

The moment she got away, Ingrid appeared in front of her.

It was just an ordinary punch. After all, Ingrid was not good at close combat, but this punch hit Marlene's face solidly.

boom!

Marlene flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

In fact, for Marlene, a vampire, this bloody wound was not fatal at all.

However, the mental trauma caused by Ingrid's punch was completely indelible.

She lost.

Got hit in the face by a human.

Although this process is much more complicated than losing to the Scarlet Goddess, but...

Marlene stared at the bright sky, her heart dead. She heard a dead silence all around her. The cheers disappeared, as did the sound of the wind. Was everyone shocked by the result?

In this situation, she might as well just die!

After a moment, a wave of exclamations broke out in the orc army.

"The king is defeated, the king is defeated!"

"Quick, go and get the king back!"

"Release the monster, don't worry about it, just release it!"

As the exclamations continued, many orcs had already rushed towards Ingrid, and some orc soldiers began to drive away the psionic beings that were brought with them from a distance.

Even though she defeated Marlene, Ingrid's expression remained calm.

Having been queen for more than ten years, she is still able to keep her emotions under control.

Want to steal the Conqueror?

It's not that easy!

One man faced thousands of troops alone, watching the smoke and dust sweeping across the sky and the cold light on the weapons forming a long dragon.

Ingrid didn't retreat or dodge, she just squatted down and pressed her hands on the ground.

Magic power surges.

next second.

boom!

On the earth, countless shadow arms grew out, and the wasteland turned into a grassland of shadows. The shaking shadow arms scratched the orc soldiers who tried to pass through like crazy.

The orc soldiers had never seen such a scene before. Those who ran fast and were weaker had their arms torn into pieces in an instant. The remaining orc soldiers saw that the situation was not right and turned around to leave, but this turn caused them to collide with the people behind them.

A great turmoil thus ensued, with shadows and blood intertwined like a picture scroll of hell.

The orc soldiers who were in the situation did not feel it so strongly. Those orcs who escaped from inside looked back and found that none of them was not pale with fear.

Were they just floating in this kind of hellish place?

What a horrible human woman.

Some orc soldiers with weaker psychological endurance were so scared after seeing Ingrid squatting on the ground.

Ingrid, who successfully stopped the first wave of the orc army's attack, turned her attention to Marin, but at this moment, the monsters that were driven away arrived.

She saw the black mist floating on the monster, and she also remembered what Aaron had said to her, but she still underestimated the harm of psionic energy.

The moment the shadow arm came into contact with the black mist on the monster, she felt as if her head had been hit hard by a sledgehammer, and her whole body became dazed.

hiss--

Ingrid pinched her arm hard and finally broke free from the endless chaos.

What kind of monster is this?

Although it was only for a moment, she still felt that a cunning devil had appeared in her heart, and that devil was constantly eroding her consciousness.

I can't stay here any longer. To deal with these monsters, I can't rely on shadow magic that will come into direct contact with them.

Ingrid turned her head and looked at Marlene. It seemed that she could not kill Marlene this time. No matter how powerful she was, she could not say that she could kill Marlene under the attack of the orc army and monsters.

The good news is that she has already defeated Marlene in front of everyone.

Marlene had established the Kingdom of Kara Siris in a very short time through conquest. Even Vistapa, which was established by Faro, still had a lot of annoying problems. She didn't believe that this country, which was established by Marlene's personal terror, would not have problems.

As long as these orcs cannot unite, she can use guerrilla tactics to eliminate the monsters one by one to prevent them from invading Vistapa.

Thinking of this, Ingrid turned into a shadow and quickly disappeared from the sight of the roaring monsters.

"King, are you okay?"

The other Vistapa people stared nervously at Ingrid who had just returned.

Ingrid waved her hand: "I'm fine."

From the outside, it did appear to be so, but her mind was a little dazed now. She guessed it was because of the contact with the black fog just now.

Her guess was correct.

Any life that comes into contact with psionic energy will be bewitched by it and fall into a chaotic ocean that releases greed and evil nature.

However, the psionic energy she came into contact with was not the original leaked psionic energy, but the psionic energy that was nourished within the living body and transmitted many times.

This kind of psychic energy was not as strong as the original psychic energy, and she was exposed to it for a very short time, so she did not suffer any substantial damage. Her mind returned to normal that night.

If not for this, Tong Yao wouldn't have watched Ingrid come into contact with Psionic Energy.

In short, after this incident, Ingrid experienced firsthand the horror of psionic power.

The educational significance of this is much more useful than a few words of advice.

Tong Yao believed that with Ingrid's endorsement, human civilization would definitely not dare to openly worship the psionic power anymore.

As for the orc civilization, I can only say that problems arise very quickly.

Ingrid had a premonition that something was going to happen with the orcs, but what actually happened was far worse than she had imagined.

While Marlene was recovering from her injuries with a depressed look on her face, the general who seemed to be able to get along with everyone and know how to deal with people rebelled!

Who doesn't want to be king?

As long as he kills the queen who is no longer invincible, he, the general, will be the new king!

He took advantage of Marlene's sadness and drove the monster infected with psionic energy directly to Marlene's side. By the time Marlene realized that something was wrong, she had already been infected.

The cunning general quickly disappeared, leaving Marlene with no one to seek revenge on.

When he came back again, Marlene had fallen into the psionic power and turned into a monster without any intelligence, killing people in the military camp.

He announced with a sad face that it was all humans' fault that Marin became like this, and then called on other orc soldiers to join him in seeking revenge on humans.

The orc soldiers had long been frightened by the mutated Marin. After hearing the general's shout, they seemed to have found their backbone and gathered around the general without saying a word.

Marlene was left behind.

When her invincible image collapsed, not only she was confused, but also the orcs who once obeyed her orders.

Because of past history, orcs attach great importance to family ties and admire powerful individuals, but can they really bring good results by surrendering as soon as they see someone strong?

Many orcs began to think about this problem, such as Aaron, and some orcs who did not follow the general to seek "revenge" on Ingrid.

After receiving the news that Marlene had turned into a monster, Ingrid did not feel relieved.

To be honest, she was not expecting such an outcome, because she heard that lives infected by the black fog would become stronger. Could she still defeat Marlene now?

But it’s not all bad news.

Once Marlene died, it would be much easier to deal with the remaining general.

"You want revenge on me? But I'm not fighting alone."

Ingrid laughed.

It is very easy to deal with the general. Just stand in the wilderness and the general and his followers will come to you on their own. Then, when they think they are going to win, they will summon out the people who have ambushed nearby.

"Why are there so many people?"

"Ah, why are they so strong?"

"Stop them, quick!"

No matter how the general shouted, the orc army was still cut in two.

He turned his head tremblingly, and saw Ingrid using shadow to push away the surrounding orc soldiers, and walked towards him step by step with steady steps.

"you……"

"Marin is not a qualified king, but you are not even qualified to be a king, because you have ambitions but no ability to solve problems. A king is a king of thousands of subjects, not a king of a scattered army!"

Before the general could say something, Ingrid had already controlled the shadow arm to strangle his neck.

He howled for a long time, but was finally strangled to death by the shadow arm.

The internal strife in the Kingdom of Kara Siris ended at this moment, but there is still a long way to go before peace.

The first thing to do is to seal off the rift with black fog, and then send people to clean up the monsters roaming outside, which naturally includes Marlene.

But the problem is that since that day, no orc has seen Marin again, and Ingrid and her men have been looking for her for a long time but have not found her.

Holy Mountain Torina, Tong Yao patted Tia's arm.

"You have to figure it out yourself."

The person who appeared in front of her and Tia was the mutated Marin.

Even though she was infected by psionic energy and lost her mind, Marin was still upset about losing to Tia, and driven by her obsession, she came to challenge Tia again.

Ingrid was right, Marin was not a qualified king, but her pursuit of power was indeed touching.

But, only the power that can be controlled is good power!

Tia understood what the nursery rhyme said.

This time, she did not ignore Marlene directly. Instead, she walked in front of Marlene formally, then raised her left hand and waved it vigorously.

Click.

Marlene's body was cut in half.

How can the gap between gods and humans be made up simply by being infected by psionic energy?

Tong Yao closed Marlene's eyes and cremated her.

The appearance of Marlene was not meaningless. She made the orcs rethink the meaning of the existence of power, and also made the life in this world systematically realize for the first time how terrible the power beyond control is.

It was a storm, a storm that is still blowing!

While Ingrid was still wandering in the orcs' territory, an old friend arrived in the city of Vestapa.

There was a person sitting in the carriage. He was wearing a dark cloak, with only his face exposed. If Ingrid were here, she would quickly recognize that this was Isis, whom she had been looking for for more than ten years.

Isis's chest was still flat, but the look in her eyes and eyebrows showed her maturity.

The biggest difference between her and before was that her face was extremely pale, as if it was covered with white powder, sickly and weird.

She turned around and glanced at the person lying in the carriage.