Sickly lady in wheelchair, but God

On the one hand, these undead warlocks feared her revenge, and on the other hand, they coveted the power she displayed, so they worked very hard.

In just half a month, they figured out the sorcery of opening the door to the world of the dead through the death of the Pope of the Unification Church.

However, in view of the tragic death of the Pope of the Unification Church, they did not act rashly. Instead, they captured a number of slaves for experiments and only officially started the action after they were sure that the experiments were safe.

This action prevented them from suffering any casualties before entering the world of the dead, but it also made the knights who were sent to investigate the death of the Pope of the Unification Church notice something unusual.

After some investigation, the Knights captured the movements of the Undead Warlock.

Because of Isis's previous plan, they naturally believed that the leader of the Guiyi Cult was involved with the necromancer in an attempt to seek eternal life.

The evil necromancer uses a strange magic circle to try to pray for eternal life from the dead?

My goodness, this kind of thing is even worse.

Even the congressmen who had been in conflict for the past few years temporarily put aside their disputes and decided to work together to deal with these rampant undead warlocks.

They could have used this as an excuse to directly kill the Guiyi Church, a religion that enjoyed considerable popularity among the common people, but now they could not care less about that. They just asked people to preserve the evidence and then try their best to catch the group of crazy necromancers first.

The reason for doing this is that the two disasters brought about by the necromancers had brought too much impact on the people of Vistapa.

Both commoners and nobles suffered greatly.

Especially after witnessing that Eldino almost died at the hands of the great necromancer Gilberto, these people in power became even more wary of necromancers.

Everything was going according to Isis' plan.

While the Kingdom of Vistapa was playing hide-and-seek with the undead warlocks, Koira, the current queen of the Kingdom of Vistapa, was also secretly accumulating strength.

She was keenly aware that this might be a good opportunity to turn the tide, so during this period she strengthened her contact with Greenville College, hoping to meet with Yakir, Greenville's direct disciple, the second dean of Greenville College, and now the lifelong honorary dean.

Sixty-nine years have passed since Yakir followed the nursery rhyme to the city of Vistapa. Yakir, who was only ten years old at the time, is now nearly eighty years old.

The average life expectancy of nobles in this era was only in their fifties, so it was not an exaggeration to call Yakir a septuagenarian.

Greenville founded the academy and taught everyone how to become seekers of knowledge, but without Yakir's efforts, Greenville Academy would have probably declined in the struggle.

Therefore, although he is no longer the dean of Greenville College, he is still the person with the most weight of influence in the entire college.

Koira had many private contacts with people from Greenville College. She hoped to get a personal guarantee from Yakir so that she would have enough confidence to fight those congressmen, but she had never received a reply from Yakir before.

She was equally nervous this time, but fortunately her persistence finally paid off.

"Honorary Dean Yakir said he wanted to meet the descendants of Queen Ingrid's sister."

Great!

Koira clenched her fists. She didn't delay and slipped out to meet Yakir while the councillors were meeting to discuss the Plague of the Undead.

In a room full of magic links, parchments, stone slabs, wooden boards, and bamboo strips, Yakir sat in the center of the room. His hair and beard were all white, but his eyes had a brilliance that did not match his age.

This is an old man who is in his twilight years but still possesses infinite wisdom.

Koira thought as she saw Yakir.

"Sixty-nine years have passed in a flash."

Yakir folded his hands in front of him, his eyes slightly floating upwards, as if he was reading the yellowed memories in the cracks of time, and even his wrinkled skin was filled with twists and turns of nostalgia.

"At that time, Queen Meili was only seven years old and still a willful child."

Koira didn't dare to say much, but just listened silently. Judging from the slight smile on Yakir's lips, he should be in a good mood.

Well, she should be able to get Yakir's guarantee this time, right?

Yakir lowered his head and looked directly at Koira: "Your Majesty, I don't like to beat around the bush. I know what you want from me, because you are the descendant of Queen Meili, and Queen Meili has a good relationship with Queen Ingrid, so I don't hate you."

"so……"

"I want to ask you a few questions."

"You ask."

Yakir nodded slightly: "If you could take back the power that the king deserves, what would you want to do?"

Assessment?

Koira blurted out: "I want to restore the glory of the Kingdom of Vistapa to the days of the Hero King!"

Yakir did not comment: "Grunch also wanted to make the Kingdom of Vistapa reach new heights."

Koira curled her lips and said, "As a usurper of the Snow Tower tribe, he will never be truly recognized by the people of Vistapa, not to mention that he supports religion, which seriously violates the original intention of the Hero King.

If he had always focused on domestic affairs, he could have managed to hold on, but he overestimated his own capabilities and started wars everywhere, so his fate of defeat was naturally doomed.

I am not interested in the Ocean Alliance or the Southern City-States. If I take back the power that the king deserves, the first thing I will do is to reorganize the Grand Council and return it to the way it was when the Hero King first established it.

Vistapa is a country founded by the Hero King. I, who carry the pure blood of a hero, will live up to the name of the Hero King and do better than Queen Ingrid!"

Yakir finally nodded.

He actually did not agree with everything Koira said. From Koira's speech, he found that Koira was a bloodline theorist.

Beyond Ingrid?

That existence is even more powerful than the Hero King. When the Kingdom of Shadow covers the entire Vistapa, no one together can shake the shadow.

But it doesn't matter.

Yakir doesn't really care who Koira is. All he cares about is an environment that can allow Greenville Academy to develop stably.

Only with stability can the college recruit more students, only with stability can the college concentrate on teaching, and only with stability can the college's philosophy be passed down from generation to generation.

Koira says she is not interested in war and this is the good thing he is looking forward to.

"If necessary, I will call on the entire college to support Her Majesty the Queen in the name of the lifetime honorary president of Grimwell College."

Yakir made a promise and Koira excitedly shook his hand.

Hard work pays off. All she has to do now is wait for the gears of fate to turn and those congressmen to be trapped in the quagmire of the necromancers.

The gears were turning much faster than Koira had imagined.

After confirming that there was no danger in using the new technique to open the gate to the dead world, the group of necromancers tried many times to enter the dead world in their flesh and blood.

Such behavior has a huge impact on both themselves and the entire undead world.

Their bodies began to rot, revealing their white bones, but stimulated by the power of the undead, they did not die.

Such frequent stimulation finally attracted the attention of Atlas, the Sun King who had been hiding in the world of the dead and fighting against Farodius for many years.

Atlas hoped to break the high wall built by Farodius and return to the human world, while those necromancers longed for advanced undead power, so they hit it off perfectly.

Just as Atlas instigated these undead warlocks to deal with Farodius, Isis, who had been idle for a long time, stood up.

Isis didn't know whether these necromancers had reached a deal with that malicious being, but even if they hadn't, she must have said so.

She spread false news everywhere to create panic.

Because these undead warlocks were not idle and were causing trouble everywhere, the false news she spread was quickly recognized by most people -

The evil necromancer has colluded with the demons from the dead world in an attempt to destroy humanity!

One stone caused a thousand ripples. In an instant, many people shouted that they wanted to completely eradicate these undead warlocks without leaving a single one alive.

Isis was in a good mood; she had already seen the future she wanted.

But what she didn't know was that when the gate to the world of the dead was further opened, Murphis hiding in the volcano sensed the breath of death, and it immediately escaped from the volcano and rushed to Vestapa.

The original witch Aurora, who has been traveling around the world looking for ways to destroy the world, has also set her sights on Isis. Perhaps this is a talented person who can help her destroy the world!

Tong Yao, who was watching the whole process, twitched the corner of her mouth when she saw this.

Now that all the people have gathered together, she is afraid that she will have to witness a fierce fight between her daughters.

74 Referee nursery rhyme, myth revival [4000]

The war caused the various technologies in this game world to develop rapidly.

No matter whether they are magicians, bloodline warriors, seekers of knowledge, necromancers, orc sages, or prayer magicians, they all work hard on research in order to gain an advantage in this chaotic world.

Most of the time, the results of these studies can only make them better at fighting, but some small results that occasionally emerge, although they cannot enhance their strength, can greatly improve the quality of life of them and even all intelligent life in the world.

For example, the copper and iron smelting techniques invented by alchemists, the various medicines that can cure diseases and save lives invented by magicians, and the high-yield crops invented by Greenville Academy.

These things combined together make the game world not necessarily less war-torn than the modern slave society, but the population growth rate is much faster.

As long as the country is not ruled by a warmongerer like Guranki, and as long as they do not have the misfortune of becoming slaves, ordinary families can support even seven or eight children.

Therefore, Tong Yao is not actually opposed to these lives created by herself fighting with each other. If they all lie down, she might even come down and give them some natural disasters to whip them.

But fighting always has its limits. It would be bad if a group fight turned into a roof-lifting fight.

After Isis's operations, two of the four existing mythological creatures joined the war, but this was just the beginning.

If the intervention of Murphys and Aurora causes a huge crisis for human civilization, then the Devourers who are currently roaming the northern snowfields will definitely meet their end.

If they fight for a while longer, the Sun King hiding in the world of the dead might be able to take this opportunity to advance into a being comparable to a mythical creature.

By the way, after some time, Tia will definitely come to visit me.

She doesn't know yet that Murphys has run away. Once she knows that Murphys has run away, she will not be able to sit still.

After all, in her opinion, Murphys was a villain who would harm her mother and must be killed. It was because Murphys had been hiding in the crater that she hated, otherwise she would have plucked out Murphys' other horn long ago.

Four mythical beings fought in the Kingdom of Vistapa...

"Emm, this is not good."

Tong Yao doesn't want to see the world's human civilization being beaten back to the pre-liberation era overnight.

It seems that she has to keep a close eye on things this time, and if necessary, she will have to take action herself.

March 401, 3 AD, forty days had passed since Isis returned from the world of the dead.

While the Kingdom of Vistapa was playing a cat-and-mouse game with a group of power-hungry undead sorcerers, Isis, the mastermind behind the scenes, strolled into the city of Vistapa.

The only place in the world that she felt attached to was not her hometown, Winster, but Greenville Academy where she had once received instruction from teacher Greenville.

Therefore, whether it was when she sent Teacher Greenville's body to Ingrid, or now, she couldn't help but want to come to the academy to take a look.

Of course, her purpose of coming to Vistapa this time was not only to reminisce the past, she also wanted to investigate Ingrid's life. She always felt that Ingrid's death was too sudden and a bit unreasonable.

In the evening, Isis arrived at the gate of Greenville College.

She originally just wanted to look at the entrance of the college, but as she looked, she suddenly saw an acquaintance.

"You're not dead yet?"

Isis passed through the walls and came to the large library of Greenville Academy.

As usual, an old man was sitting in the middle of the large library.

"you……"

Hearing the noise, Yakir raised his head, and a hint of surprise flashed in his clear eyes, but he soon regained his calm.

There is really no need to get excited about the fact that Isis is still alive and still young. Even he is not dead yet, and it is even less likely that Isis, who does not follow the "rules", will die.

"You came to see me not just to reminisce about the past, right?"

The reunion of old classmates after not seeing each other for many years seemed unexpectedly dull.

Isis sat on a low bookshelf nearby, crossed her legs, and looked at Yakir with interest: "You look more energetic now than when you were young. After all these years, it seems that you are not as useless as I thought before."

"Thanks for the compliment."

Yakir smiled slightly, and his silver hair gleamed in the light.

Isis continued, "At first I was just stopping by to take a look, but now that you've said that, I do have a question for you."

"Just ask." Yakir acted calmly.

Isis put away her playful smile and asked, "How did Ingrid die?"

Yakir narrowed his eyes and said, "No matter who you ask, you will only get the same answer."

"Ok?"

"Her Majesty Queen Ingrid died of illness on the throne, and she was buried in the royal mausoleum after her death."

Yakir suddenly stood up, and under the attention of Isis, he walked on the light carpet woven by the orange-yellow light to the bookshelf on the left, and then he took out a wooden tablet from there.

"then."

Isis took the wooden tablet and read it carefully. It turned out that the wooden tablet recorded the whole process from the palace maid discovering Ingrid's death to Ingrid being buried in the royal tomb.