In the Name of the Queen

Lisa's victory plunged the Magic Empire into a group frenzy and frightened the small countries that joined the Spellbreaker Alliance.

These small countries quickly broke away from the Spellbreaker Alliance and sent people to the Eternal City to plead guilty to Lisa.

The speaking skills are pretty much the same, like being coerced by a traitor, being unable to control oneself, etc.

Lisa didn't embarrass them, she just asked them to pay a compensation and stop pursuing them.

The envoys from the small country were stunned, but they could only accept it.

If the money is gone, you can still scratch it, but if the people are gone, there is nothing.

The crystal ball recording the memory of this epic victory has become the best-selling item on the black market. Not only the subjects of the Magic Empire like to see it, but other countries also like to buy it.

This victory also made many people think deeply.

Who can win the resurrection match without being beaten?

The spell breaker is obviously the magician's nemesis, so why is he struck head-on by the magician?

People's understanding of the Magic Empire is constantly being revised, gradually changing from an old and decaying zombie to a rejuvenated second life.

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

At the same time, it also made the Dark Ones and the Nubian Kingdom, which had signed an agreement with the Magic Empire to carve up the Southern Continent, happy.

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

How did these guys get out of the Easter match?

Roland couldn't figure it out and simply stopped thinking.

It’s not his fault. Unlike many people’s perception that ancient times were more powerful, times are really progressing.

Sophia has the best say in this.

Facing Roland's doubts, she said calmly: "There is no doubt that these people are at this level. They are even better than they were back then."

"My current strength has surpassed that of my former self at 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 ascend to the gods."

Sophia smiled self-deprecatingly and said softly: "But that's not necessarily the case. Your personality doesn't look like being a slave, so you might be eliminated."

Roland's doubts were lifted, he chuckled, and teased half-jokingly: "That's not necessarily the case. Just one word from you and I'll be the 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 that there is no bottom line. It is better to be a slave in the divine realm than to live freely in the material plane.

Having your soul manipulated is worse than death.

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

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

As expected of Sophia, Roland was awakened from his solemnity with just one word, replaced by despair.

The raid on God's Punishment Island, the Truth Debate Competition, and many duels between Laoden from the ancient era and the new generation of extraordinary beings 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 high redundancy, then what is the point of playing.

But they can't act with the entire plane.

As we all know, it is difficult for most people to make a living with their acting skills, let alone deceive the gods.

"Just do your best."

Roland said calmly: "Even if you die, it is better than having your soul controlled by others and losing your freedom. It doesn't matter if you don't want salvation from others' gifts."

He does not speculate on gods with the worst possible malice, but uses common sense to judge.

Sophia knew the three goddesses best. To say that they were so bad that the soles of their feet would ooze pus would not be so bad, but to say that they were kind and benevolent would be a huge joke.

When the three goddesses preached their doctrines to their believers, they always put on their compassionate faces, which made Roland treat their words as farts.

Even if they swear by a certain river, there is no credibility.

A beautiful vision covered with lies is a trap.

Seeing Roland's irritable expression, Sophia said calmly: "I 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.

Being undefeated is a psychological advantage, but it's also a burden. After all, historical results will not be carried into the next battle.

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

Just when he was about to leave, Sophia suddenly asked: "I heard that your family has a lovely child recently?"

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

The seniority of his great-grandson made Roland a little confused. He still looked young, and still had plenty of physical strength and energy. He was definitely considered a young genius among extraordinary people, but according to human ethical standards, he was indeed a great-grandfather.

"You understand?"

"Maybe." Roland smiled and nodded.

Sophia's statement seemed like a riddle, but Roland understood it.

Sophia is talking about the difference between humans and gods.

Human beings desire to reproduce. This is a genetic instinct and requires the inheritance and continuation of the bloodline.

But God doesn't need that.

God has infinite lifespan, but is not immortal. Their first need is always to stay alive rather than to raise offspring.

Sophia was once infinitely close to the ticket to the divine realm. She understood the gods.

Sophia reached out and grabbed it, 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 say thanks when there was no one in front of him.

He didn't think too much and turned around to leave.

Sophia chose to live in seclusion and her whereabouts were mysterious. No one knew what she was doing.

She had not made a move for nearly a hundred years, and many new generation extraordinary people had forgotten that there was such a person.

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

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

The destruction representing death and the rebirth representing hope were combined in a very strange way in this gem. This was also the new path that Sophia took.

It was covered with thorns and blood, and complete success would far exceed the path of the three goddesses.

Roland kept the gem and did not intend to give it to his unknown great-grandson.

Obviously, this was given to him by Sophia, and she was worried that he would not accept the gift for no reason, so she gave it to him under the so-called great-grandson's birth.

Sophia obviously underestimated Roland's thickness of face. As long as there was no malice, how could he not accept the gift?

Watching Roland's back as he left, Sophia let the cold wind blow across her cheeks and her cold face. She lifted her hair to reveal half of her face. The pupils on this side were completely different from the black on the other half, and were milky white.

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

At first, her body became a battlefield for the two forces, almost tearing her apart.

Now she can basically control these two forces.

When she can fully control them, even if the three goddesses return to the world, they will not be her opponents.

She has been waiting for this day for too long, so long that she can't wait any longer.

As night fell, Roland returned to Val City.

Magic teleportation arrays have been 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 to leave the Winter Palace and go home.

Of course, convenient commuting efficiency is not without cost. Each teleportation consumes a high-purity magic crystal.

Even Roland couldn't bear to sit every day.

He originally planned to return to Val City in three days, but holding the black and white gem made him a little 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. The throne has been passed down for two generations. Even Prince Alvin has become the emperor, but she still needs to control state affairs.

Her life has not been too turbulent recently, until yesterday.

Her father Edward, who had no ability but conquered the sea witch, passed away.

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

One hundred and fifty years is the upper limit of the life of ordinary humans. At that time, cells stop dividing and metabolism is completely shut down. Even the master of the God Realm cannot prolong life.

If you want to break through the upper limit, you have to embark on the road of strength.

Before Edward died, he met his daughter Sif again, who made him love and hate.

Seeing his daughter in her prime, with a look and figure like a seventeen-year-old girl, all the old emperor's resentment, unwillingness and love turned into a sigh and extinguished with the fire of life.

Sif took away his throne, but also made the country flourish and become a paradise on earth where humans, elves and earth spirits live in harmony.

His daughter did a hundred times better than him.

He should have been relieved, but Sif was also guarding against him and Adina like a thief, which made the old emperor a little chilled.

At the last moment 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 him for this.

With a handsome appearance, elegant temperament, a downtrodden royal family, and a faint melancholy hurt by the father's kindness and filial piety, the sea witch couldn't resist the temptation of the old emperor and followed him wholeheartedly.

What comforted the old emperor was that although the reason why the sea witch fell in love with him was a bit absurd, they actually lived a life of courtesy and harmony.

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

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

It was the choking voice of Adina.

Emperor Edward used up his last strength and answered weakly and firmly: "Dear, yes."

Looking at his father who had exhausted his vitality and his stepmother who was crying, Sif still didn't know what to feel.

She was very sure that there was indeed love between this pair of dogs and bitches.

But as a daughter of her mother, it was difficult for her to wish her father and stepmother to love each other. She was not so selfless, and she didn't think her mother would sincerely bless her.

She planned to live a secluded life.

Except for a few people like Roland, she didn't see anyone.

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

She knew that her father's death and the love between her father and the sea witch were just the introduction. Even if this didn't happen, she always felt that something important was missing.

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

Perhaps, there were parts of her body left outside?

The long-lost feeling of fatigue came over her. She took off her coat, got into bed, wrapped herself tightly in the velvet quilt, and fell asleep as quietly as she did 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 the sudden sleepiness, and she also wants to know the reason.

Dream world.

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

It seems that after picking up the lost feet last time, this place has been gradually abandoned.

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

Just as Sif was about to leave, an amazing picture suddenly appeared in the void in front of her.

A boundless river stretched in front of her, and the river water exuded a faint gray, and she couldn't see the bottom at a glance.

There was not a single fish in such a huge river.

Could it be 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 suddenly began to stir.

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

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

The water ghosts rushed forward and grabbed the unfortunate passenger into the water, just like a small stone falling into the sea, disappearing without a trace.

Is this the Styx?

Sif retreated vigilantly, thinking of the legend of the underworld recorded in the classics.

The underworld is independent of the divine realm and the major material planes, collecting the dead from different corners of the universe, and disposing and arranging the souls of the dead.

Sif didn't find it interesting to dream of entering the underworld by mistake, 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.

"Little girl, get on the boat, take your ticket and follow me."

Sif didn't dare to answer at all, just gritted her teeth and ran wildly.

Her bare feet stepped on the cold ground of the underworld, which was a little uncomfortable.

The sharp fingers pierced the delicate soles of her feet, and the blood and mud mixed together, which was painful, but she didn't care about so much, just ran away.

The sound of horse hooves rang out, and the Nether Knight appeared from nowhere, revealing terrifying red eyes under the black iron helmet.

The long sword was raised high.

Sif stopped without hesitation, turned around, and punched the Nether Knight in the middle of his brow.

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

She is full of awe for the underworld, but that doesn't mean she is afraid of a small soldier in the underworld.

The Nether Knight is indeed very strong, but after all, it is just a cavalry charging into battle in the underworld. As long as you overcome your fear, it is not too difficult to deal with.

Sif knocked the Nether Knight stunned with a punch, snatched the sword and horse in one go, and killed the unlucky Nether Knight with a knife.

"Thank you for the gift of the horse."

With the Nether Warhorse, she finally didn't have to run barefoot, and the pain in the soles of her feet was relieved a little.

There was no sunlight in the underworld, it was dark and gloomy. Sif didn't know the direction and could only bump around by feeling.

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

"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 drive the Netherworld Warhorse to run wildly.

For some reason, although it was dim, she could find the way, and even had the illusion that it was not her first time here.

Relying on instinct, she ran all the way and finally rushed to a mist emitting dim 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 mist, and finally felt the Judgement Tube looking at the mist 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 completely over." (End of this chapter)