Li Xini took a breath of cold air and said, "You are using this to test the cadres."
"And if you take control of the Kingdom of Loen, you can counterattack Brentanya."
When Augurola said this, he became excited: "Your black magic is enough to crush all obstacles, and you can even make Viltiana your prisoner!"
The Empress is Miserable...
Licinius' throat rolled over and his mouth felt dry.
However, he quickly calmed down and said, "Forget it. It is more likely that she will directly release the power of the World Tree and her own power to turn the two countries into ruins."
If he still can't die by then, then send it.
He couldn't even reach the population base that would cause him to bear eternal infamy.
He might have to travel across oceans, or even to forbidden lands, in search of a new country.
Augurola: "It seems so. Viltiana seems to be planning to reach the eighth level."
puff…
Li Xini almost spit out: "What level?"
"Level eight, which is the true god level."
Augurola curled his lips and complained: "During the time you were unconscious, a lot of things happened outside. For example, after you brought down the heavenly punishment, three people were still alive."
The Licinians were already numb.
As a time traveler, he has been here for more than ten years, including before his memory awakened.
Until now, he hasn't even reached the threshold of a first-level warlock.
And he is already about to reach the eighth level, so amazing.
"Wait, who's still alive?"
He calmed down and asked seriously, "Let me guess, Military Advisor, Crazy Lion, who else?"
"And Princess Nunnally, the first princess of the Kingdom of Loen."
Augurola snorted, "However, although the military advisor did not die, his ancient demon body seemed to have mutated under your heavenly punishment, turning into an ominous monster covered with red hair. Viltiana caught him personally and tore him into pieces inch by inch. The scene was extremely bloody."
It was a scene that made even her, the Blood Duke, feel her scalp tingle.
If a child takes one look at it, he might be frightened to the point of insanity on the spot.
"After tearing the military advisor apart with her bare hands, she was still not satisfied and even wanted to tear Princess Nunnally apart with her bare hands."
She continued, "It was just that a group of people stopped her from doing so."
Licinius was surprised: "This doesn't seem to be your Majesty's character."
Augurola said calmly: "That is indeed not her character. It is obvious that she was influenced by the World Tree, which gave birth to her violent and brutal side."
She said with emotion: "As for the Mad Lion Duke, he took advantage of the moment when Viltiana was tearing the military advisor apart and ran away. Viltiana didn't even bother to chase him, she just said something cruel."
Licinius: “Hmm?”
"After she is promoted to the eighth level and becomes a true god."
Augurola glanced at him and said, "She wants to massacre the entire Loen Kingdom... After all, no snowflake is innocent during an avalanche. Ninety-eight percent of the people in the Loen Kingdom support the war."
Licinius was greatly shocked.
"Oh my god, this isn't going to be a dark transformation, is it?"
He murmured, "Please don't do this because of me, right?"
Licinius was a little panicked.
At this moment, a shaking roar was heard outside the underground palace.
A handsome young man with blond hair in a formal suit came in, half-knelt on the ground, and said respectfully: "Your Highness, there is a young girl outside who broke in. She is so violent that almost no one guarding the gate can withstand her punch!"
He paused, raised his head and looked at the silver-haired boy lying in the coffin: "And she also has a very strong scent of Mr. Valerius. I dare not fight back easily."
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The night in the ancient city of Hera was stormy.
Standing in the military camp, Red Dragon couldn't help but glance at the conference room. After hesitating for a long time, he finally couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty, is she still running wild?"
The members of the Holy Light Knights were standing by, all with tense faces, looking at each other in bewilderment.
Old Neil waved his hands. "She has killed all the people she could kill. How can she go berserk? Although those orc prisoners deserved to die, it's too scary that she tore them apart one by one."
"There's no response from the Vatican either?"
Red Dragon couldn't help but say, "I still want to see those saints come out and dance."
Old Neil said with great sorrow: "Although they are saints, they are not fools! Who dares to offend His Majesty at this time? Just the brave man named Allen, he was glanced at by His Majesty just when he was about to speak, and then he has been lying in bed unable to get up, his mind is confused!"
Too funny...
All this was due to the emperor's anger.
Viltiana Via Salvatore, known as the most gifted sorcerer in the history of the Brentanian Empire, traveled across the forbidden land alone at the age of twelve and traveled across the entire continent.
When he was fifteen, he dared to go to the distant ice sea alone and fought a fierce battle with the demons.
At the age of sixteen, she had become the youngest demigod in history.
Then, she is now twenty-one years old, and announced tonight that she is preparing to reach the eighth level.
Become a God...
Well, that's outrageous.
If you don’t know, you might think someone is bragging.
But if you really know her, you'll know it's not impossible.
"So, what's going on?"
The Red Dragon was silent for a moment, then asked, "Did Xiao really do all this?"
Old Neil sighed: "If nothing unexpected happens, yes."
People are not stupid.
When I came to my senses, I realized the strangeness of this matter.
Many people speculated whether it was Xiao who single-handedly blocked the enemy's massive army.
And he brought down divine punishment and completely destroyed the enemy army.
But no one dared to say anything until everything was confirmed.
The Red Dragon was stunned: "So... we misunderstood him?"
Her voice was dry, with a rare hint of struggle and pain.
If this is true, then she will never be able to forgive herself for what she has done in her entire life.
Because she pointed the sword at her compatriots.
Aimed at his superior.
As the empire was on the brink of destruction, anger was poured out on the man who saved everything.
"This should be Xiao... No, it should be the commander-in-chief's choice."
Old Neil said meaningfully: "You have to know that this is a war. Even if we are the ultimate victors, we still have to pay a price. What's more, the contradictions within the empire are getting more and more intense. If the commander-in-chief is still alive, what will the nobles do? A dog will jump over the wall when it is anxious."
Red Dragon is not very sensitive to politics, but she is also very clear about it.
The power of the Owl is devastating to the aristocrats within the empire.
He can force you to pay military expenses once.
There was a second time, a third time, and even countless times.
Even the existence of the Night Watch is to punish those corrupt nobles.
If Xiao hadn't died, the final outcome would have been that the aristocratic faction would have been suppressed and shattered.
"The current empire can no longer withstand such turmoil. If the commander-in-chief stands up and bears all the sins, there will be temporary peace between the Kingdom of Loen and the Brentanian Empire. Your Majesty will also have time to reorganize the domestic situation, balance the forces of all parties, and reclaim power."
Old Neil paused and said, "However, His Majesty does not seem to be willing to do so."
The Red Dragon was startled...
"In the capital, the nobles have been deliberately pushing and inciting the commander-in-chief to an unimaginable degree of criticism, and they regard him as a sinner for all eternity."
Old Neil said: "But His Majesty seems to intend to vindicate the commander-in-chief."
Chapter 112 This is how Norn uses it!
Late at night, the empress finally found the cave.
The night wind in the desert was so lonely. She casually tied her long golden hair that was swaying in the wind into a bun, then snapped her fingers crisply, and golden flames lit up at her fingertips.
The flames illuminated her snow-white military uniform and the dark underground passage.
The place was still filled with the smell of blood, and mottled bloodstains were scattered on the ground, spreading far away and then being covered by the whistling yellow sand.
As the ruler of a country, she should have been swift and decisive. But this time, she hesitated, which was unusual for her. She seemed a little afraid to walk into the darkness of the cave, and every step she took felt particularly heavy.
Finally, she counted her own heartbeats silently and slowly walked to the deepest part of the cave.
A shocking bloodstain.
No, that's not blood.
Instead, rivers of blood flowed.
The empress subconsciously covered her mouth, her beautiful dark golden eyes trembling violently. She couldn't imagine how much blood had to be lost to accumulate in the cave like a pool of blood.
With such a heavy bleeding, even she might not be able to survive.
The bright red color seemed to sting her eyes.
"Is this what you said, something only you can do? Doesn't it hurt?" The empress casually threw the golden flame on her fingertips into the pool of blood. The blood was ignited and quickly evaporated.
Then she looked at the living sculpture again, stretched out her white palm, and clenched it in the air.
Snap…
The living sculpture collapsed silently like a fortress on the beach.
"The power of the World Tree comes from here, right? How did you change the flow of magic energy? Was Augurola with you at that time?" The empress murmured softly, and suddenly she saw a hint of crystal red in the collapsed ashes.
She was stunned, then stepped forward quickly and wiped away the ashes that were in the way.
boom…
At that moment, it was as if I was struck by lightning.
The empress's face was as pale as paper, and her beautiful eyes were wide open, full of disbelief.
Because it is a bright red heart.
It was burned by the energy of the World Tree and turned into pieces of shattered crystals.
The empress suddenly understood what the young man had done here.
"There are actually 998 altars like this in the Norma Plain. Each altar is a matrix core that Valerius Licinius refined with his own heart, thus rewriting the military advisor's black magic matrix. If you want, I will help you find the remaining heart crystals."
A golden light sprinkled in the darkness, reflecting the outline of the World Tree and the gravekeeper under the tree.
The empress was silent for a long time, then she collected the broken heart crystals and held them in her arms as if they were treasures.
She didn't say anything, but slowly squatted down and curled up in the darkness.
At this moment, she was no longer a majestic emperor, but like an abandoned little girl.
No one knows how painful it is to take out your own heart with bare hands.
So, who knows the pain of having the heart removed nearly a thousand times
“So, he took out his heart a thousand times and survived, but he eventually died in that divine punishment.”
The empress bit her red lips. It turned out that the heartache she felt at that moment was insignificant compared to what the young man had endured.