Why do you want to call me

"Your Highness, you!

"

The officer's face was stunned, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and endless ecstasy.

"Quick, is it recorded yet!"

He urged the people around him, this is a golden opportunity.

A chance to knock them down from the clouds completely.

With this proof, it means that even the princess has joined the cult.

"Recording, I'm recording!"

The deputy lifted up a video stone, and pointed the smooth side at Christine, who was shining wonderfully around her.

However, seeing this scene, his expression was a little hesitant.

"Sir, something is not quite right."

"Why don't we withdraw first."

The officer frowned deeply, and shouted angrily.

"What to withdraw, the cultists are right in front of us, we, as the Defense Bureau..."

"Boom!

"

Like the thunder dragon's roar wandering here, the endless snowflakes shook in unison.

They stayed in the air for half a second before continuing to fall.

Needless to say, the crowd on the ground felt that their internal organs seemed to be turned upside down.

A feeling of dizziness arises spontaneously.

The deputy fell to the ground at this moment.

"Sir! Sir!"

"How are you!"

His ears were almost deafened, and all he could hear was a buzzing sound.

The deputy shouted loudly, looking for his chief.

But where there is no figure of the officer next to him, there is only an extremely clean and smooth passage.

Only then did the snowflakes slowly fall, and the next second they were quickly melted.

"Sir..."

As the deputy spoke, his eyelids closed involuntarily, and then his body froze in place.

And so are everyone else.

At the edge of the stone platform where sacrifices were performed, many mysterious items were filled and slowly disappeared into nothingness.

Then only a shallow outline remained in place, announcing their existence.

……

"Ding Dong—"

"Mobius of the End requests the use of group files."

"The group file is empty, please import the group file."

Ji Yan looked at the system, and with a strange expression, he imported part of the power of the Dream Lord into the group files.

He can set up the scope of use of group files, the number of times of use, the size of use...

But in the face of Christine, Ji Yan was afraid that she would face some danger, so he simply opened up most of the authority.

"Group file imported successfully."

"The final Mobius request to use the group file has been passed."

"..."

Soon, under Ji Yan's astonished eyes, a bunch of mysterious items exuding various auras appeared here.

"This is……"

Ji Yan reached out and picked up a fruit-shaped object, which was a real object.

Is this also a kind of sacrifice?

It's just that it's not the dream lord who requested to descend, but her power.

There is something in Ji Yan's thinking eyes, as if he understands something.

……

"Cough cough!"

The dark red blood dripped continuously on the flat stone surface of the altar.

Kristen had never felt so badly through her body.

She has already forgotten that this is not her body in the previous life, and she is just a weak princess in this life.

It is no wonder that others will think that they have changed greatly.

But everything she has experienced has already determined that she will no longer be a pure and arrogant princess in the eyes of others.

Kristen could never be the same person she used to be.

"He said that he would no longer touch the power of the evil god, but..."

In the bitter cold wind, the moonlight quietly broke through the layers of constraints imposed on him by the clouds, and squeezed out a ray of clear light from the cold and silent night.

It spread on the girl's clothes, and the hoarse and ethereal voice like moonlight flowed slowly from the altar.

"Forget it, power has nothing to do with good or evil, it only distinguishes what the world does."

This was what she had heard from others, and Christine had never quite understood it.

But that didn't stop her from expressing her feelings.

Chapter 210 Two

Christine's pale lips were stained with a shocking crimson color,

That was the blood she shed because she couldn't bear it.

"It doesn't feel right to describe it."

Christine said to herself, because the power seems to be many, and it is extremely large.

This is completely different from what is said in the instruction manual for the sacrificial priest.

It's clearly mentioned in the book.

"At first it was like a trickle, then it was a gurgling water, and after that it was a rolling river."

But now it is as if the river flows into the sea.

Is it a special case?

Christine didn't think about it, she poured her strength into the chattering chief and made him shut his mouth directly.

It is estimated that after this sacrifice, I may not even be able to keep my status as a mystic warlock, and I will directly fall into an ordinary person.

Although she knew about the occurrence of various major events in the future, she also knew the secret realm of the ruins where the warlocks fought for their heads.

But if there is no strength, it is estimated that it will be difficult to participate in it.

Under the influence of the moonlight, the elf-like girl stood lightly on the stone platform.

The pupils hiding the dark stars were downcast in thought, surrounded by froze crowds.

They have been pulled into dreamland by themselves.

Everyone, including the queen, closed their eyes tightly.

But there are still two morning stars who don't seem to be quite caught up.

The eyeballs under their eyelids stood grunting, as if reflecting their situation.

Looking at the guards arranged by her father, Christine sighed softly.

"I'm very sorry, I know you will protect me in life and death."

"But I can't let my father know this now."

Christine then stepped up her strength, and Chen Xing struggled for a moment before her eyes stopped moving.

If it wasn't for his weak body restricting himself, Chen Xing might have fallen into it for the first time.

What's more, after this sacrifice, it's hard to say whether he can return to Warlock.

However, in his vague and long-lasting memory, he knew that it was not long after this incident.

That is to say, during the period of time when the queen was crippled, there would be reagents that could help people return to the ranks of warlocks.

It was revealed by a strong man talking with others in his spare time.

He has already become a complete useless person, the kind that has almost no hope of recovery in this life.

But relying on this potion, he stepped into the mysterious side again.

After that, he advanced by leaps and bounds, and entered the Huiyue realm in just a few years.

And at the time of that story, I had already fallen into deep sorrow, and I had never heard of such a thing.

Now Christine only knows that the reagent is in the imperial capital.

Unless the strong man is found.

If what he said was true, the strong man should still be in a disabled state.

Thinking of this, Christine looked indifferently at these people in front of him.

She would first cause a lot of trouble to the nobles behind her, causing them to be overwhelmed and unable to take care of herself and her mother.

In this way, Christine can slowly carry out her plan.

It's a pity that the nobles are not here.

But this is also good, wouldn't it be cheaper for them to let them die happily.

I don't know how long it has been.

It seemed that everything had returned to its original state at the scene, and everyone was busy with their own affairs.

But only Christine and his queen were missing.

……

"I'm stupid, really."

Ji Yan raised his seemingly lifeless eyes, and continued.

"I only knew that the sacrificial items would be transferred to my side, but I didn't expect group chat to be considered a kind of sacrifice."

"Really, I shouldn't have accepted it here..."

Ji Yan scratched his hair and wanted to say something more, but he couldn't make a sentence.

If this time the sacrifice is accepted on the main body, then these resources will be transferred to the main body.

Not in this place where the mystery is suppressed and the puppets are useless.

Ji Yan fell into contemplation for a long time, and finally put these things away and put them in a treasure house.

Then he started to study this new group chat.

This group file gave Ji Yan a glimpse of inspiration.