How I Ruled the World by Cooking

"Will you be so surprised to see me still young?" Euphemia Hill said playfully, "That's right, you are all getting old."

Roland Castor replied with a dry smile: "Yes, I think back then, the two of us competed, and whoever could catch you was the elder brother."

As a result, he lost to a little-known civilian boy.

Later, the Flower of the Empire died on the night of her elopement.On the day of the princess's burial, the brothers could only see a corner of her crystal coffin, which was submerged in flower petals, across the sea of ​​people.

"His Royal Highness is dead." Roy Castor said coldly, raised the staff in his hand, the fiery red spar inlaid on the top lit up, and there was a burning sensation in the wind, "Whether you What kind of filthy monster turned into..."

He couldn't finish his sentence, because the girl's complexion quickly darkened, the hem of her maid's long skirt moved without wind, and the gravel trembled on the surrounding ground.

"His Royal Highness is dead." She repeated meaningfully, "The gods she believed in, admired, and blessed her have never seen how miserable she died. She was lying on the altar, When the blood and soul were eroding and howling, the Supreme God of Light didn't even look at her."

The illusion of the elegant princess was torn, and underneath were its fangs and sharp claws. The monster gently put down the basket in his hand: "Now she is a follower of the poisonous god. Be careful, don't be kissed by her." ah."

Just when the Custer brothers were attacked, troubles began to run into on the other road.Not only Anthony Hall and the others, but also hideous figures of monsters began to appear in the swarm of rats surrounding the camp.The elves are the most sensitive to filth. Nathaniel Christian shot an arrow in the air the moment the first monster appeared, and blasted its head cleanly.

"The kindness and friendliness of your elves!" roared Robert Alfred, brandishing his long sword to clear the way for the squad, and followed the senior squads over the high wall to encircle the rat swarm.

"Kindness is nothing to monsters." The elf drew out a new green arrow and put it on the string, warning other monsters to show up. "There is no such thing as virtue in them,"

"They won't tell you about virtues." The dean wiped the blood that was smelling from his face, and said disgustedly, "The short sword is really uncomfortable."

He just decisively abandoned the staff when the monster was close to him, and instead used the short sword he carried to break through the monster's body, but because of this, the monster's black sticky blood was all over his head and face.The strength of their teams is uneven, and the Snow Monster King is the roughest and thickest of the three Warcraft Kings, which is quite difficult to fight.Coupled with the monster's sneak attack, even if they were prepared in advance, their team was still reduced. Two mentors who were injured in the battle to kill the Snow Monster King died in the monster's suicide attack. Down.

Under the mountain-like body of the snow monster king, several people were standing or sitting, and there were scattered corpses and stumps of monsters beside them.They were a little bit luckier than the Custer Brothers, and didn't encounter a god-level terrifying opponent, but the siege of the Shadow Demons who specialize in assassination and sneak attacks was not so easy to resist.Fortunately, the huge corpse of the Snow Monster King helped them block one side, and only then did they completely wipe out the attackers, and the entire army was not wiped out.

"Where did these things come from?" Someone whispered while pressing the bleeding wound on his abdomen, "The warning magic has almost completely failed!"

Anthony Hall didn't answer him, but just looked at the north with some concern: "I hope that kid is okay...Although it must be another old thing that deceives people's feelings. Hmph."

As one of the participants in the last battlefield, Eugene has yet to fight the Icefield Eagle King, but his magic power has quietly wrapped the area.The Eagle King of the Ice Field was a little anxious in his lair, his wings that were tens of meters long kept fluttering, and he might fly up at any time to escape from this disturbing place.

Eugene was just behind a protruding block of ice below his lair, motionless.Like the Icefield Eagle King, he had already heard the faint roar of giant beasts in the distance, and smelled the bloody smell in the air. The Warcraft Kings in the other two places had probably been killed.But this only made his opponent more cautious and less eager to fight.Eugene's recovery from thousands of years of slumber cannot be fully recovered in just a dozen years. Even if the archbishop temporarily suppressed the bound optical net for him, he may not be able to stop it when he returns to his original form. A god-level flying monster desperate to escape.

After all, dragons are not creatures that rely on speed. They are better at killing with one dozen, rather than chasing and killing thousands of miles.

A faint network woven by light emerged on his body, but this time there were more or less disconnected places.Although the archbishop was not very willing to speak directly, it was obvious that this thing was a backhand that the God of Light used to secretly leave on him by some means to prevent him from turning back into the most powerful dragon form.But it can be regarded as a good thing for Eugene now, lest he inexplicably turn back into a dragon unconsciously, which will directly crush the dormitory building.

"Hey——" the Icefield Eagle King's anxiety finally rose to the extreme. It stood up abruptly, raised its head and screamed, wanting to know the situation of the other two kings.Every move of a god-level monster can easily trigger a riot of elements. The sharp cry brought a frosty storm and rolled over the forest. Countless trees were cut down by the name, and the branches, leaves, and even the broad trunks were blown away by the storm. Stir directly into powder.

The others also heard this voice clearly, looked up in horror, and saw countless broken debris sweeping across the sky.

"Ah, it's started. There is only this last obstacle left. Your Majesty will never let us down." Euphemia Hill gracefully carried a basket on her shoulders, and stepped across the ground with the hem of her long skirt The corpses of the two brothers lay there, "I have prepared the most gorgeous little dress for you~(>ω<*)."

The long chirping stopped abruptly, and the claws of the Icefield Eagle King could not support it to stand up completely, and it fell heavily back into the nest.With a little tiptoe, Eugene soared up from the ice, black lines intertwined and changed in mid-air, the black dragon spread its wings, and its long whip-like tail hit the surrounding mountains in half, turning around and pounced. go up.

The Eagle King of the Ice Field has a strong desire to survive. As early as when his feet were weak, he realized that he was ambushed. He spread his wings recklessly, and the ice elemental vortex within a thousand meters gathered towards him, and the whole world melted. Made a piece of ice blue.

But this still couldn't stop the impact of the god-level dragon. The sharp beak on Eugene's head broke through the defenses it hastily gathered like the bow of a ship tearing through the ice, and the hard and sharp teeth sank into its neck. middle.He folded his wings violently, and suppressed the wings of the Icefield Eagle King that hadn't fully unfolded in the nest.The bird with a wingspan of more than [-] meters struggled frantically. The ice-blue blade-like feathers collided with the rough black dragon scales, just like ordinary feathers brushing against the black iron wall, they could only fly helplessly and scattered.The blood stained the large ice cliffs red along the bird's nest, flowing down.

"Hey——" the dying scream of the Icefield Eagle King was sharper and more terrifying than before. Everyone in the camp even had to raise their hands to try to block the oncoming ice and snow storm. There was a sound of cracking, as if it was about to be torn apart.

"This way...go on..." Arnold Owen only shouted two words, and he couldn't continue talking.The other people were far more embarrassed than him. The two templars tried to continue to raise the defensive wall, but the torrent of elements that erupted when the god was dying completely dispersed all other elements in this forest. The only ice that could still be used The elements were also extremely riotous, and they couldn't gather successfully at all.

Are you going to die?Under this inexplicable storm?

The group of five tried to get closer to each other, trying to squeeze out the remaining magic power in their bodies to try to protect the camp.However, such a weak light is useless, and now even the entire giant tree has hit, it is hard to imagine what happened in the center of the forest.

Even the two Templar knights finally showed a look of fear: "O Ice Goddess, what are you doing? Why don't you stop this storm and let it rage in your habitat?"

Their prayers finally paid off, and the storm stopped abruptly.

Many people didn't react at this moment, and their bodies that were still struggling to resist fell forward suddenly, and the ground was full of students who hugged their legs or hugged their heads and howled.The few people who could still react looked up at the sky in astonishment, only to see a small black spot walking towards the direction of the wind, blocking all the wind, ice and snow behind, and gradually getting bigger in the field of vision.

He had long white hair loose, and the mark of the temple was embroidered with gold thread on the dark red robe.It was an elf with emerald green eyes, holding a quaint staff carved from ice, but the top was not inlaid with any spar.He was walking in the air, as if he was walking on a windless ground. The frenzied torrent of elements was combed and pacified the moment he passed by him, and he became calm again.The storm died down, and the remains of the seemingly all-destroying trees disappeared into the wind, as if they had never been there.

"Your Excellency the Archbishop?!" Arnold Owen shouted in shock.

"What? What what?"

"His Excellency the Archbishop has come to save us!"

"The God of Light is above!"

Cheers erupted in the camp, and some people knelt down and kissed the ground, expressing reverent thanks for the protection of the temple.The two Templars breathed a sigh of relief, and went forward respectfully.

"Your Excellency the Archbishop! You finally...!" The voices of the two stopped abruptly, and their eyes fell on the staff in Constantine Christian's hand.

It was one of the most powerful wands in the world, yet no one ever thought of, or dared to think of, using it as a staff.

That was the Goddess of Ice, Raphael's theocracy.

The author has something to say: Eugene: Am I working for nothing? ?(*`dish'*)??

Archbishop: Here, I'll give you a teething stick.ヾ(o?ω?)?【throw

Eugene: [Swoop─=≡Σ(((つ??ω??)つ