Casting spells

Watching the woman hurriedly return to the surface through the magic mirror, intending to go straight through the wasteland and return to the civilized world, Zhang Cheng suddenly showed a playful smile on his face, and asked without looking back: "How far do you think she can do it?"

"Are you referring to awakening the God of Darkness?" You Yu asked in an uncertain tone.

"No, I mean how far she can go on the road of exploring her true desire. You have to understand that the inner emptiness of some special individuals cannot be filled by faith and God alone. When this strong hunger When the thirst cannot be satisfied, guess what will happen?" Zhang Cheng pursed his lips and showed a playful smile.

He has also been hungry and thirsty before, and understands what a strong and urgent desire it is.

Fortunately, he finally jumped out of mortal dependence on desire, otherwise God knows what would have happened.

Right now, he has encountered another target who is very similar to himself, so he naturally wants to find out the truth.

Of course, Zhang Cheng undoubtedly enjoys the process of observation and research more than those veteran masters who prefer to check the answers directly across time and dimensions.

Perhaps as he grows older, he too will one day become less curious and less interested in research, but not now.

"Sorry, master, I don't know. For the undead, existence itself is a mistake. Our body and life are connected with negative energy, forming a huge black hole in the material world, relying on hatred for living things to maintain life, feeling Not too much desire, but can feel the curse of the whole world on us."

Ghost is obviously not good at analyzing such complicated issues, so he directly used himself as a cryptic metaphor.

To some extent, a strong desire that can never be satisfied is actually not much different from a curse, the only difference is that desire is a strong instinctive impulse, while a curse is the malice from the whole world.

"Yes! You are a cursed life. If the vitality of a planet is more vigorous, you will feel more powerful malice. But she is different. She can bring changes to this world, great changes that no one can predict .Especially when the God of Darkness doesn't live up to her expectations, believe me, the scene will be very exciting."

After all, Zhang Cheng pursed his lips with an expectant expression, as if he had seen the future.

But unfortunately, Ghost obviously couldn't understand such expectations, and still asked in an emotionless tone: "Since this ruin has fulfilled its mission, do we want to destroy it next, or will it be destroyed?" Is it closed?"

Zhang Cheng waved his hand without thinking: "No, there is no need. I remember that there should be a lot of gold, silver, treasures and magic items in the maze, right? You can have fun with those adventurers, and help I have no color for a few chess pieces with potential, maybe they will be useful in the future."

"Useful? Are you referring to these humble mortals? I really can't think of how they can help your grand plan." The ghost did not hide its contempt for the adventurers at all.

After all, the observations these days alone are enough to make it dismissive of this small group full of chaos and strife.

There is neither great power nor lofty purpose, just a hyena chasing power, wealth and fame.

Such a guy has always been the best candidate for cannon fodder, and has no value as a pawn at all, let alone a useful pawn.

"Don't be so mean. You have to understand that sometimes small people can play unexpected roles. So never underestimate ants. As long as the timing is right, small ants can also overthrow giants..."

The first thousand and 110 chapters and seven small movements

Just when the woman returned to the civilized world with the powerful holy sword, the capital of the Annoya Kingdom was busy holding a welcoming ceremony.

To be exact, it was a reception dinner specially organized by Queen Velia to welcome the envoys sent by Emperor Harrison.

Although the military power in her hands is enough to destroy the opponent's old-fashioned army on the frontal battlefield, many times political problems cannot be solved entirely by violence.

In particular, she couldn't abandon traditional morality and values, and she couldn't bear to let the people at the bottom of the occupied area learn to respect and obey the new ruler through brutal massacres.

"Good evening, Your Majesty the Queen. On behalf of my father, I would like to extend my most sincere greetings to you. Before he left, he specially told me to show enough respect. Because it is not enough to bring a kingdom back from the brink of destruction. Any monarch can do it. He appreciates your courage and courage, and even more appreciates your desperate approach in times of crisis." A very young and handsome man bent down and bowed.

As a prince, especially the son of Harrison the Great, he obviously received all kinds of court education from a very young age, so he was impeccable in terms of etiquette, words and deeds.

Just look at the noble ladies and noble ladies with eyes bursting with admiration and obsession, and you will know how popular he is with the opposite sex.

But unfortunately, these so-called "charm", "grace", and "temperament" did not affect the same young queen at all.

Vilia just responded with a reserved smile: "Thank you for your greetings. I am very surprised and honored to be praised by the Lion of Oros. But I believe that he sent you here, it should be more than just saying these things. A compliment?"

"No, of course not. But don't you think it's a shame to say this now? Why don't I invite you to dance?" The prince offered his right hand to invite.

His suggestive provocation undoubtedly attracted Isolt's attention.

But instead of stopping, the old man watched Vilia's reaction with great interest, as if he wanted to find out whether this rapidly growing queen would be stunned by the so-called "magic power of love" like all women mind.

You must know that women are always more emotional than rational. No matter how shrewd a woman is, once she falls in love, she will be like moths to a flame. She will not stop at the advice of others, and will not wake up until she loses everything.

"Dance?"

Vilia raised her eyebrows slightly, with a half-smile expression on her face.

If it was changed to when she was still a princess before, she would definitely agree to the invitation of the other party, and even have some intimate contact during the dancing process, and then privately investigate the background of the prince in front of her, and use it as a basis for future marriage one of the objects.

After all, in this world of feudalism everywhere, the princess is a tool to achieve certain political goals, so the choice of marriage partners is really limited.

Any princess with a little bit of brains will be able to find a few good targets as soon as possible before she becomes an adult.

All kinds of dances, banquets, and salons are actually not so much ordinary social gatherings as they are an alternative kind of blind date meeting.

But since ascending to the throne, the situation of Vilia has become a bit complicated.

On the one hand, she is still an unmarried girl who desperately needs a legal husband to help her leave an heir, so that the turbulent hearts can be quickly stabilized.

On the other hand, as a queen, her marriage must not be decided arbitrarily, let alone marry whoever she likes, but needs to weigh the gains and losses from the perspective of politics and power.

Especially marrying a foreign prince is a taboo among taboos, because it can easily lead to chaos in the already contradictory kingdom, and even attract the interference of external forces.

Villa undoubtedly understood this clearly, and at the same time believed that the other party should understand it too.

This also means that the seemingly gentle and elegant prince in front of him is actually a bait, a deadly trap that lures him into the abyss of eternal doom.

"That's right! Dance! For the long-standing friendship between our two countries, and for my personal admiration for your beauty and wisdom." The prince deliberately pretended not to see the angry eyes of many noble male members of the kingdom around him, and continued to raise his arms politely .

But unfortunately, Vilia didn't even have the slightest intention to take the other's arm, and refused with a smile: "Sorry, I don't want to dance yet, at least not until you tell me why you came. In addition, I think there are I must warn you not to try to make small moves in my court, or even if you are the son of the Lion of Oros, I will make you pay the price, understand?"

Hearing these words, the prince's face suddenly became a little ugly, and he tried hard not to let his shameful ugliness be exposed, and nodded slightly: "Understood! Please rest assured."

"Very good! Now, please enjoy the banquet. Presumably those ladies and ladies who are full of interest will definitely make you have a wonderful night."

After saying these ironic words full of ridicule, Vilia smiled slightly and turned back to her own seat, her eyes filled with naked contempt.

After sitting down and taking a sip of the cold wine, she asked without turning her head: "What exactly does that Emperor Harrison want to do? Don't tell me what beauty trick he is planning to play on me, that would be too embarrassing." Embarrassing."

"No, of course not. This prince is just a cover. What he really wants to do is to use this envoy to send a few needed talents to the nobles who are about to launch a rebellion. In this way, these scattered people Idiots can be effectively organized and used to cause more trouble for you." Isolt explained casually.

"Rebellion? Can those guys finally bear it?" Vilia clenched her fists subconsciously, and the angry flames in her pupils flashed away.

For the upcoming civil war, she has made enough preparations and arrangements, intending to uproot these diehards who resisted her own reforms, and prepare for the next centralization of power.

The more participants and the larger the scale of the mobilization, the better for the country as a whole.

As for how many families will perish in this rebellion, that's none of her business.

Anyway, eliminating internal hidden dangers has always been something that Vilia is eager to do, but dare not do, for fear of inadvertently triggering a collective reaction from the nobles.

But like now, the nobles are divided into two factions, and the most powerful faction chooses to wait and see for the time being, which is simply the best time to act...

The first thousand and 110 eight chapters of the insidious plan