in the name of the queen.

The real place of annihilation is where there is nothing.

It is easy to move in any direction, but it is meaningless. It seems like you are moving a lot, but in fact it is almost the same as standing still.

This is the Sea of ​​Annihilation.

No one knows where it came from, how it was formed, or where its boundaries are.

In the Sea of ​​Annihilation, energy is consumed very slowly, but no energy is generated. Creatures trapped here will gradually perish in endless despair.

Sif easily gathered all the soul fragments, and her body and soul were fully restored to their peak state.

It would be a joyous thing indeed, if we could leave.

But she saw no hope of leaving.

Although they had imagined the situation to be bad enough before entering the Sea of ​​Annihilation, this true land of nothingness still made Roland and Sif understand what despair was.

There is no matter, no energy, and naturally no enemies here.

Sticking close to Sif, Roland communicated with her consciousness through his soul, with almost zero energy consumption.

As long as they can accept being motionless and dazed, they can exist here until the end of time and the world collapses.

They even survived the end of the Theia plane here.

If you don't care about the quality of life after immortality, this is even a kind of immortality.

But is he still a human being if he doesn't move?
People pursue immortality in the hope of using eternal life to explore the world and enjoy life, rather than standing like a stone.

At least Roland doesn't want this kind of eternal life.

"What should we do?" Sif couldn't help but ask Roland.

Although she didn't want to add pressure to Roland or affect his thinking, this loneliness and emptiness was really uncomfortable.

"Wait."

Roland was very calm.

"Once Sophia descends upon the Netherworld, we will have a chance to sense her location and escape from here."

Sif fell silent.

Roland was right. Just a few days ago, she had sensed Roland's location when she was still confused.

At that time, she thought it was an illusion caused by excessive concern and did not take it too seriously.

Although she believed that Roland loved her without reservation, she was not sure whether this love was strong enough to make Roland give up his life and face triple death.

If Roland didn't come, she would only feel regret, not resentment.

After all, Roland's world doesn't just include her, it also includes the entire plane.

Although it is romantic to put everything aside and come to her, it is somewhat unclear what is important.

With Roland's rationality and reality, he would definitely feel sad for her pain, but he would definitely not come.

But Roland came.

All calculations of interests seem so pale and powerless in the face of "Sif in distress".

Having a lover by your side makes your life worth it even if you end up in pieces.

But she really couldn't bear to die, couldn't bear to leave this beautiful world full of regrets.

When Roland appeared, the dark Sea of ​​Annihilation was filled with sunshine, flowers and laughter.

This is the power of love.

Beyond everything, beyond
Unfortunately, love can transcend everything, but it cannot replace everything. Returning to reality, Sif must face cruel problems.

Should I die in a blaze of glory and exhaust my energy, or stay alive like a turtle, or continue looking for a way out?
Neither option seems to be the best choice.

So she left the choice to Roland.

However, she never dreamed that Roland would bet on Sophia.

"You and her"

Sif's heartbeat was a little erratic.

Although she could accept that Roland had other women, she did not want her first position to be shaken.

Lisa and Alina are both excellent women, but she arrived early and has taken the lead.

The only person who makes her feel threatened is Sophia.

Her strong physical strength and queenly temperament like an icy ice are enough to conquer any man.

Could it be that.
Sif did not want to lose her composure in front of Roland, but in the Sea of ​​Annihilation, her consciousness was connected to Roland's, and they could clearly perceive each other's thoughts.

Roland almost couldn't help laughing at her wild thoughts.

"Don't let your imagination run wild. Sophia is indeed very attractive, but not as a woman, but as a strong person."

"Just because you appreciate her strength doesn't mean you have to think in that direction."

"She is a goddess, and I am just a mortal, so it is impossible."

Sif was a little embarrassed.

Because her soul and consciousness were connected, she could certainly feel Roland's sincerity.

But she was still a little unconvinced.

"Are goddesses so great? Our goal is to defeat the three goddesses and take their place. If we don't even have the ambition to marry one goddess, what's the point of challenging them?"

Roland was infected by Sif's confidence and responded with a smile: "I have married three goddesses, exactly. That's enough."

He was talking about Sif, Lisa and Alina.

Although only Sif had a formal wedding, Alina was his lover and Lisa was his sister, in fact they were all his lovers.

For some reason, when saying this, Roland and Sif thought of another person almost at the same time.

Christine.

Then they all breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Fortunately, she is a devout believer and has dedicated her life to the light, so she will not have any other thoughts.

After the wild thoughts, there was endless silence.

Roland and Sif quietly relaxed their minds and waited patiently.

What if I can't wait for Sophia? Then I will burn out the last bit of my life here. As long as I have the one I love by my side, annihilation is not a bad ending.

The flow of time in the underworld is very slow, but compared to Hell, time flies like an arrow.

The time in the Nether Prison is almost fixed, and one can hardly feel the passage of time here.

In the largest bar in Liberty City, a beautiful woman with a stern face was sitting there with a glass of water in front of her, and there was no one around her.

When she was here, other patrons in the bar were afraid to make loud noises or sit at the table next to her.

Every time the bar owner saw her, he got a toothache.

This stinky woman makes his business very difficult every time she comes.

Not everyone wants to experience the atmosphere of a library in a bar. Most people come to the bar to enjoy the noisy and hot atmosphere.

If you have to keep quiet in the library and keep quiet in the bar, then it would be a waste of time, right?
Just as the boss expected, when the cold woman appeared, several customers who were originally drinking paid the bill and left in boredom.

The boss smiled and sent the customer away reluctantly. When he turned his back to the stern woman, his expression was full of gnashing of teeth, but when he turned around, he was smiling again.

Three days, three full days!
When the woman entered the bar, she asked him the prices of the various drinks. He answered truthfully and thought he had met a big customer, but she asked if he wanted money for the water.

The boss thought, I am not running a black shop, how can I charge for a glass of water? He calmly said no money.

The stern woman sat down calmly, ordered a glass of water, and then sat there in a daze.

After all, she was running a bar in the Nether Prison. What kind of people had the boss not seen? There were many people who were more abnormal than her.

Although he didn't consume anything, he wouldn't feel bad about spending a glass of water.

The boss unilaterally believed that this cold-hearted woman just didn't have any money and was too embarrassed to ask for money, so he asked for a glass of water to moisten his throat, drank it and left. Just think of it as a good deed, and let her go.

After all, women are beautiful, and it’s a good deal to admire them a few more times.

However, the boss soon regretted it.

After the woman sat down, she asked the people around her not to make any noise.

What is a bar? A place to have fun and vent emotions. People who come here to spend money can't stand this and go up to argue.

As a result, the cold-hearted woman completely ignored those who came to reason with her, and would attack anyone who dared to make a noise.

She didn't hit anyone, but she froze the wine into ice and threw it into their mouths to block their throats when they were talking.

This provocative behavior naturally aroused public anger. Several drinkers rushed forward and were then thrown out of the bar and thrown heavily on the road.

Most of those who can survive in the Nether Prison have good fighting ability, and those who dare to fight in the bar have some unique skills. However, these guys who usually show off their might are completely powerless in front of women.

The woman then threw them out like trash.

The person who was thrown out was not injured, but was unable to get up.

After a while, everyone knew that this woman was not a good person and no one dared to disobey her.

If you can't afford to offend me, you can afford to avoid me. Since they come to the bar just to get into trouble, they might as well not come.

The boss stared at the stern woman, walked slowly behind the bar, and touched the heavy sword under the bar with his big, broad hands.

He squinted his eyes, and his eyes turned from black to red.

His body grew larger, and he instantly transformed from a middle-aged greasy man into an angry maniac.

The adventures of his youth echoed in his mind, and the glorious past of turning the plane of Kalia upside down and being sent to Hell made him look instantly heroic.

Damn it, I have never been insulted like this in my life. If I endure this, then...
The boss' pupils suddenly dilated, his thick hands trembled slightly, his red eyes returned to black, and he turned from a heroic berserker back into a middle-aged greasy man.

He saw the stern woman cut off half a cup of water with her slender fingers, and gently picked up the water, and put it into her mouth like jelly.

He took a deep breath, and all his heroic spirit disappeared.

As we all know, if the knife is fast enough, it can cut off the flow of water in a short time, and even create a shocking visual effect of the river flowing backwards.

When the boss was young, he could wield a heavy sword like a fan, and water could not get in.

He once cut an entire river in half with one sword, causing the water to separate for several seconds.

The title of Sword Saint of Cutting Waters is not just for nothing.

But all this is based on the fact that the sword is very fast.

The cold woman used very gentle movements to separate a glass of water, and even the basic properties of the water changed. He had never heard of such power.

This control over power was beyond his understanding, and it made him wise to give up resistance.

He lowered his head dejectedly, just in time to see the remaining half cup of water floating into the woman's palm and burning.

The crystal clear water dances in the palm of your hand like a flame.

Waves of hot air blew towards me, proving that this was not an illusion.

The boss's legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees on the spot.

If cutting off half a cup of water was barely within his cognition, lighting the water on fire completely overturned his understanding of the world.

He slumped in his chair in frustration, his eyes dull.

At least she had no intention of killing. At most she would have to pay some money as an appearance fee for this wonderful performance.

The boss gritted his teeth and was about to go over to admit defeat when the woman waved at him.

The boss moved timidly, and came in front of the woman as if he was being tortured, and cautiously showed a flattering expression.

"My dear lady, what can I do for you?"

"Name?" The woman's calm voice was indescribably cold.

"Cook Harris." The boss dared not neglect and answered immediately.

"Sophia, let me discuss a business with you."

"You say."

"I need money and information."

Want money? The boss was relieved.

Any problem that can be solved with money is a small problem no matter how big it is. It's just blackmail, just accept it.

He patted his chest and said to Sophia generously, "Dear Ms. Sophia, just tell me how much money you want. As long as you don't make me bankrupt, I will give it to you."

Sophia's expression suddenly turned cold, and the clear water flame in her palm froze on the spot and shattered on the ground.

Boss Cook was so frightened that he had no idea what he had said to offend the female killer in front of him, and his body was shaking like a sieve.

"Do I look like a beggar?" Sophia asked coldly.

The boss almost cried and said, "Of course you are not a beggar, you are a robber."

Sophia didn't embarrass him, but said calmly: "I can kill you."

Cook lowered his head in frustration, speechless. He couldn't refute.

"If you want to live, pay to redeem your life."

Cook was completely speechless. It was the first time he saw someone package robbery in such a refreshing and refined way.

He calculated for a long time with sweat on his forehead, took out the check from his pocket tremblingly, hesitated for a long time, wrote down a number, and presented it with both hands.

Sophia didn't make things difficult for him. She just added a zero at the end and accepted the check.

Cook's expression fell instantly. He wanted to speak, but no words came out.

Sophia said calmly, "You've thought about it for so long, so the price you offer should be about the same. So I accept it."

Cook's lips trembled with anger.

Even if it is approved, you still have to multiply it by ten. What kind of nonsense is this?
"You sent someone to tip me off, trying to arrest me?"

Cook was sweating profusely, and his fat body and the strong muscles hidden under the fat were trembling.

He didn't dare to deny or admit it, and just wanted to faint.

"This kind of behavior deserves to be executed ten times. Isn't it reasonable to collect ten times the fine?"

What else can Cook say? He might even have to raise the price if he bargains further.

He just didn't quite understand. The Arbiter was the most powerful person in Liberty City. Would he really not care if someone was making trouble here?
Sophia saw through Cook's thoughts and said with a hint of mockery, "Why do you think he doesn't dare to come?"

Cook dared not speak.

Needless to say, they must think it is a trivial matter and are too lazy to care about it.

However, Sophia's next words made him unbearable.

"Because he doesn't want to die."

Cook finally couldn't hold back his laughter. "Ms. Sophia, I admit that you are extremely powerful, but Mr. Judge is an invincible super strong man under the God's Domain. You are too arrogant."

Sophia chuckled, stretched out her hand into the air, and the account book and pen on the bar flew over.

Sophia tore off a page from the account book, wrote down an astronomical figure, and threw it to Cook.

Sophia filled the cup with water again and turned the cup upside down in the air. The water dripped like sand in an hourglass, forming a line and falling slowly.

"If you don't redeem your life before the water is finished dripping, you don't have to come."

Cook looked at the water "hourglass" suspended in the air in horror, sweating profusely.

It was obvious that this woman was here to cause trouble.

The Hell is in big trouble. (End of this chapter)