in the name of the queen.

Lisa's victory caused the Magic Empire to fall into a collective frenzy and also frightened the small countries that joined the Lawbreaker Alliance.

These small countries quickly withdrew from the Lawbreaker Alliance and sent people to the Eternal City to apologize to Lisa.

As for the rhetoric, it's mostly the same, like being coerced by villains, having no choice and so on.

Lisa didn't make things difficult for them. She just asked them to pay a sum of compensation and she would not pursue the matter further.

The envoys from small countries were stunned, but they had no choice but to accept it.

If you lose your money, you can still get it back, but if you lose your life, you lose everything.

The crystal ball that recorded the image of this epic victory became the best-selling item on the black market. Not only did the subjects of the Magic Empire like to look at it, but people from other countries also liked to buy it.

This victory also made many people fall into deep thought.

Is the person who can win the resurrection match so weak?
The Lawbreaker is clearly the nemesis of the Magician, so why was he pierced head-on by the Magician?

People's perception of the Magic Empire is constantly being revised, gradually transforming from an old and decaying zombie to a second spring.

Lisa's killing show pleased Roland and made her allies happy, but it also caused a lot of headaches for her enemies.

At the same time, it also made the Dark Clan and Nubian Kingdoms, who had already signed an agreement with the Magic Empire to divide the southern continent, feel fortunate.

This truth debate achieved the result Lisa wanted, and also made Roland doubt the value of the resurrection match.

How did these guys make it to the resurrection match?

Roland couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it.

It's not his fault. Unlike many people who believe that ancient times were more powerful, the times are really progressing.

Sophia has the most say in this.

Facing Roland's doubts, she said calmly: "Don't doubt it, these people's level is just like that. They have even improved compared to the past."

"My current strength has surpassed my former self of the same level. With your strength and potential, if you can go back to the Second Era, you will have a chance to get a ticket to become a god."

Sophia laughed at herself and said softly, "But that's not necessarily the case. You don't look like someone who would be a slave. You might be eliminated."

Roland's doubts were resolved. He chuckled and said half-jokingly, "That's not necessarily true. With just one word from you, I'll come and become a cardinal. My bottom line is very flexible."

"Do you believe it yourself?" Sophia's words left Roland speechless.

A flexible bottom line does not mean having no bottom line. It is better to live a carefree life in the material plane than to become a slave in the divine realm.

Having your soul manipulated is more miserable than being dead.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit heavy, Sophia changed the topic to a lighter one.

"Let's talk about something else. Do you think you can fool them?"

As expected of Sophia, she woke Roland from his solemn state with just one sentence, and replaced it with despair.

The raid on God's Punishment Island, the Truth Debate, and many duels between the old Dengs from the ancient times and the new generation of extraordinary people all prove one thing: times have changed.

The three goddesses' assessment of the strength of the Theia plane will also be revised.

If they are too cautious and come with a powerful army with a high degree of redundancy, then what's the point?

But they can't act with the entire plane.

As we all know, most people can barely make a living with their acting skills, let alone deceive the gods.

"Just do your best."

Roland said calmly, "It's better to die than to have my soul controlled by others and lose my freedom. I don't even need the salvation bestowed by others."

He never assumed the worst of God, but judged with common sense.

Sophia knew the three goddesses best. To say that they were so bad that pus was oozing from the soles of their feet was not the best example, but to say that they were kind and merciful was a huge joke.

When the three goddesses preached their doctrines to their followers, they always put on a compassionate face as if they were saving the world, which made Roland treat their words as nonsense.

Even if they swore by a river, it would not be credible.

A beautiful vision covered with lies is a trap.

Looking at Roland's somewhat irritated expression, Sophia said calmly, "We will win."

"How to say?"

"I have never lost to them, and I won't lose to them this time." Sophia looked at Roland seriously.

Roland: "."

Faced with Sophia's confidence, he had nothing to say.

An undefeated record is a psychological advantage, but it is also a burden. After all, historical records cannot be carried forward into the next battle.

Seeing that Sophia had no interest in continuing to talk, Roland stood up and prepared to leave.

Just as he was about to leave, Sophia suddenly asked, "I heard that your family has a new cute child recently?"

"Yes, he is my and Alina's great-grandson."

The title of great-grandson made Roland a little dazed. He still looked young, and his physical strength and energy were still abundant. He was definitely a young genius among the extraordinary people, but according to human ethical standards, he was indeed a great-grandfather.

"you understood?"

"Maybe." Roland nodded with a smile.

Sophia's words sounded like a riddle, but Roland understood them.

Sophia is talking about the difference between humans and God.

Humans desire to reproduce; this is a genetic instinct and a need to inherit and continue bloodlines.

But God doesn't need it.

Gods have infinite lifespans, but they are not immortal. Their first need is always to stay alive, not to raise offspring.

Sophia was once very close to a ticket to the divine realm; she understood the gods.

Sophia stretched out her hand and a black and white gem appeared in her palm.

"A gift for the little one, take it."

Roland took the gem and was about to thank him, but there was no one in front of him.

He didn't think too much and turned away.

Sophia has been living in seclusion and her whereabouts are mysterious. No one knows what she is doing.

She hasn't taken action for nearly a hundred years, and many new generation extraordinary people have forgotten that there is such a person.

Leaving the Summer Palace, Roland looked at the black and white gem in his palm, thoughtful.

It was difficult for him to describe the color of the gem in words. The black and white colors kept changing. Even if he stared at one point, the colors seen by his brain and eyes were completely different.

The destruction representing death and the rebirth representing hope are combined in this gem in a very strange way, which is also the new path that Sophia embarks on.

It is a path paved with thorns and blood, but complete success will put you far ahead of the three goddesses.

Roland kept the gem and had no intention of giving it to his unknown great-grandson.

Obviously, this was a gift from Sophia, but she was worried that he would not accept the gift for no reason, so she gave it to him through the birth of her so-called great-grandson.

Sophia obviously underestimated Roland's shamelessness. As long as there was no ill intention, how could he not accept the gift?

Watching Roland's departing back, Sophia let the cold wind brush across her cheeks and onto her cold face. She lifted up her hair to reveal half of her face that was covered. The pupils on this side were completely different from the other half, which was black. They were milky white.

As she gradually mastered the power of destruction and rebirth, her body also quietly changed.

Initially her body became a battleground between the two forces, nearly tearing her apart.

Now she can basically control these two forces.

By the time she has full control, even if the three goddesses return to the human world, they will not be her match.

She had been waiting for this day for so long that she could not wait any longer.

As night fell, Roland returned to Val City. Magic teleportation arrays were built between several major cities on the Rodinia continent, making it very convenient to travel back and forth.

It took him less than twenty minutes from leaving the Winter Palace to returning home.

Of course, convenient commuting efficiency does not come without a price. Each transmission consumes a high-purity magic crystal.

Even Roland couldn't bear to sit there every day.

He originally planned to return to Val City in three days, but holding the black and white gem made him feel uneasy. He always felt that something seemed to have happened, so he hurried home.

Sif usually lives in Sheffield Castle. She has abdicated for many years and the throne has been passed down for two generations. Even Prince Alvin has become the emperor, but state affairs still need her control.

Her life hadn't been very eventful recently, until yesterday.

Her father Edward, who had no special abilities but conquered the sea witch, died.

With Edward's strength, he should not have lived such a long life, but Adina was unwilling to give up. She searched everywhere for rare treasures that could prolong his life, and managed to make the old man live to be 149 years old.

One hundred and fifty years is the upper limit of the life span of ordinary humans. At that time, cells stop dividing and metabolism completely shuts down. Even the ruler of the divine world cannot prolong life.

If you want to break through the upper limit, you must embark on the path of becoming strong.

Before Edward died, he met Sif, his daughter whom he loved and hated.

Looking at his daughter's youthful and beautiful appearance and figure like that of a seventeen-year-old girl, all the old emperor's resentment, resentment and love turned into a sigh and extinguished along with the fire of life.

Sif took away his throne, but she also made the country prosper and turned the Sussex Empire into a paradise on earth where humans, elves and earth spirits live in harmony.

His daughter is a hundred times better than him.

He should have been relieved, but Sif was also guarding against him and Adina as if they were thieves, which made the old emperor feel a little disheartened.

In the last moments of his life, the old man figured it all out.

In the past hundred years, the glory of the empire and the power of the emperor had nothing to do with him. He was just a handsome old man who was good at literature and art, and Adina liked this about him.

With his handsome appearance, elegant temperament, impoverished royal family, and the faint melancholy caused by being hurt by the kindness of a father and the filial piety of a daughter, the sea witch could not resist the temptation of the old emperor and followed him wholeheartedly.

What made the old emperor happy was that, although the reason why the sea witch fell in love with him was a bit ridiculous, they actually lived their lives politely and harmoniously.

In his dying moments, a vague voice flashed through his mind.

"If there is reincarnation in life, will you still choose me?"

It was Adina's choking voice.

Emperor Edward used up his last bit of strength and replied weakly but firmly, "My dear, I will."

Looking at her father who had exhausted all his vitality and her stepmother who had burst into tears, Sif still didn't know what to feel.

She was very sure that there was love between this couple.

But as her mother's daughter, it was difficult for her to wish her father and stepmother to love each other. She was not that selfless, and she did not think her mother would sincerely bless them.

She plans to live a secluded life.

She didn't see anyone except Roland and a few others.

She could face the world calmly, but she always felt an indescribable discomfort, as if something was missing in her soul.

She knew that her father's death and his love with the sea witch were just the beginning. Even without these events, she would always feel that something important was missing.

She had the same feeling before she found her severed feet.

Perhaps, there are parts of her body left outside?

A long-lost feeling of tiredness came over her. She took off her coat, got into bed, wrapped herself tightly in the velvet quilt, and fell asleep quietly like when she was young.

High-level extraordinary people do not need to use sleep to replenish their physical strength, nor will they feel sleepy.

There must be a reason for suddenly feeling sleepy, and she also wants to know the reason.

Dream world.

There is no sea of ​​flowers, no ginkgo trees, nothing.

It seems that after the lost feet were picked up last time, this place has gradually become deserted.

She didn't understand why she could only enter this place through dreams, but she knew it was no longer valuable.

Just as Sif was about to leave, a shocking scene suddenly appeared in the void in front of her.

A boundless river stretched ahead, the water was a dark gray, and you couldn't see the bottom at a glance.

Such a huge river but not a single fish.

Is it a dead river?
Just as Sif was wondering, a ferry appeared. The boatman at the bow was wearing black clothes, with empty eye sockets and a skull face.

When his ferry appeared, the originally calm river water suddenly became agitated.

Countless pairs of creepy green arms stretched out from the river, trying to grab the ferry and capture something from it.

The passengers on the boat had never seen such a scene before. Some of them were so scared that they dodged left and right, but accidentally fell into the water.

The water ghosts swarmed over and grabbed the unfortunate passengers into the water, just like a small stone falling into the sea, disappearing without a trace.

Is this the River Styx?

Sif stepped back warily, thinking of the legends of the underworld recorded in the classics.

The underworld is independent of the divine realm and the major material planes. It accepts the dead from different corners of the universe and handles and arranges their souls.

Sif did not find it amusing that she accidentally entered the underworld in her dream, and her instinct told her that she must leave immediately.

Just as she was about to turn around quietly, a hoarse voice sounded from behind her.

"Little girl, come on board, take your ticket and follow me."

Sif didn't dare to answer, she just gritted her teeth and ran.

It was a bit uncomfortable to step on the cold ground of the underworld with bare feet.

The sharp fingers pierced the delicate soles of her feet, and blood and mud mixed together, causing excruciating pain, but she didn't care about that at all and just ran away.

The sound of horse hooves rang out, and the Hades Knight appeared from nowhere, with terrifying red eyes revealed under his pitch-black iron helmet.

The long knife was raised high.

Sif stopped without hesitation, turned around, and punched the Phantom Knight in the middle of the forehead.

She might have been afraid before, but now she is fearless.

Just because she was in awe of the underworld didn't mean she would be afraid of a pawn of the underworld.

The Nether Knights are indeed very powerful, but after all, they are just cavalrymen who charge into battle in the underworld. As long as you overcome your fear, they are not too difficult to deal with.

Sif knocked the Phantom Knight unconscious with a punch, snatched the sword and horse in one go, and by the way, killed the unfortunate Phantom Knight with a single blow.

"Thanks for the gift of the horse."

With the Netherworld Warhorse, he no longer had to run barefoot, and the pain in the soles of his feet was relieved a little.

There is no sunlight in the underworld, it is dark and gloomy. Sif doesn't know the direction and can only rush around based on her feeling.

When she finally saw a group of buildings, the cold voice sounded again.

"Is it a living person? How dare a living person enter the Netherworld? Are all the people in the underworld good-for-nothings?"

"Little girl, don't run away. I can give you a painless death."

Sif didn't even have time to say "Pah" and continued to ride the Nether Steed at full speed.

For some reason, even though it was dark, she was able to find the way and even had the illusion that this was not her first time here.

Relying on instinct, she ran all the way and finally rushed into a fog emitting faint light.

No matter what, no matter where, it is better than being caught and chopped by the Judge of the Netherworld.

Sif rushed into the fog, and the Judgment Tube, which finally came into her consciousness, looked at the fog in astonishment, muttering:
"Are you crazy? If you are executed by me, you still have a chance to reincarnate, but if you enter the Sea of ​​Annihilation, it will be all over." (End of this chapter)