A subjugated princess will never die a vagabond

Sitting on the boat, the girl felt that a lot of water in her body was being lost, and her mouth was dry, but this was only the beginning. Those fleets retreated to the very top of the fog layer, and the terrifying brilliance was slowly descending, which made her hurry up. Stimulate the spiritual veins of the canoe to speed up the drift.

On the giant building, Arista's skeleton and eyes are still bright.

People with out-of-control spiritual veins are almost incurable, but there are exceptions. Sixty years ago, a nun had an out-of-control encounter. She was corrupted on that day, but she continued to live.The moment she accepted the corruption, Alista's body slumped irreversibly towards the abyss of collapse. She performed hundreds of large and small transformation operations on herself, cutting off the original rotten internal organs, Then connect the non-human organs.

Of course there is a rejection reaction. Ordinary superhumans would have died long ago under such an operation. Fortunately, her [Slaughterhouse] can not only transform others, but also be effective on herself. The tall woman was Arista, or rather a flesh shell manipulated by the soul of Lily Paganis.

But after all, it is her body, so there will be no less curses and pains.

Arista originally planned to gather the disaster caused by the loss of control and integrate it into this skeleton before her soul dissipated completely. In this way, her skeleton will become an item with mysterious properties, although it will still be released. Curse or disaster, but easier to contain than out of control.

However, when the enemy activated the "Sun God Edict", Arista had to change her strategy——

God-endowed skill: [Rotten Evil Preacher].

This is the second time she has used this skill in 60 years.

When this skill is fitted, corruption will come, plunder its mind, occupy its body, and turn the superhuman into a puppet that spreads corruption.

When Arista was against the Church of the Sun, she incorporated this skill in the Cathedral of the Holy Flame and accepted corruption.At that time, the bishop who was in charge of the Holy Flame Cathedral united dozens of priests to expel the incarnation of corruption, but the spectacle was half destroyed as a result, and the bishop himself was on the verge of death.

Now, the nun is doing the same thing again.

The tall female phantom took one last look at the bank of the Wuhe River, then stepped into the door and dissipated with the wind.Immediately afterwards, another door of corruption suddenly swelled several times, and the will to rot the body just by perception, bit by bit, protruded the tentacles of darkness from the door——

"soul……"

Terrifying and vicious, it seemed to be a faint whisper from the distant ancient times. The moment the sound appeared, half of the Black Forest died directly, and even the hulls of several warships protected by the sun inevitably collapsed. Corrosion occurs.

Fortunately, it was far enough away, and the whispers were indeed faint whispers. Otherwise, there would be no need for the Sun God's Edict, and all creatures on Faljar Island would be extinct in an instant.

"soul……?"

There seemed to be a hint of doubt in that voice.

The tentacles of corruption go down little by little, touching the skeleton with dim eyes and no sound like a lover tenderly. It shuttles back and forth, repeating whispers.

"soul……??"

Without a soul, what the gate of corruption welcomes is a ball of fire that compresses the flames of God's wrath.

"sun!!!"

The whistling sound suddenly screamed wildly, but his howling sound was swallowed up by the scorching sun.

The strong hostility caused the darkness behind the Corruption Gate to surge out crazily, barely enough to envelop the ball of fire, and the inexhaustible corruption aura eroded the flames. At the moment of contact, the strong light burst out completely, and most of the power was extinguished. Beared by the incarnation of corruption, the remaining aftermath exploded like a storm!

"Dry!"

Cloris couldn't help venting her horror in the most direct form.

Her body was covered with tentacles of the void, and when the previous murmur sounded, these invisible tentacles covered her ears. Prompted by some omen, the girl turned the wooden boat over in a panic, regardless of drifting. Hide yourself below.

Immediately afterwards, a violent impact hit the wooden boat, and she felt the world spinning and falling in endless heights.The impacting flame waves tore apart the solid board, the girl turned her head hastily, sparks pierced through the gap, and flew past her ears.

Cloris felt blown away by the torrent and swept up by the storm. She fell into the thick fog. There was a moment of silence in the fog, and her falling speed slowed down. However, as her stomach turned upside down, gravity resumed. Pull her into the depths of the world.

"Chirp!"

Countless flocks of birds that had never been seen passed through the fog, and Cloris immediately (strengthened) the touch of the void, tearing out the blood fog from the fluttering wings of the birds, preventing herself from being torn to pieces under the high-speed movement .

However, this could not slow down the speed of the fall. At this moment, a ferocious hissing chased the birds soaring, and a blue-feathered strange bird with full wings and the size of two Cloris appeared in the girl's sight. .

"Shh!"

Cloris strengthened her touch of the void again, and pulled herself to the monster bird from a distance of tens of meters. She used her arms to hold the monster bird's slender neck to prevent it from pecking at herself, and firmly grabbed the flesh on its head. Feather hair.

A person and a bird collided with each other on the vines in the fog, and smashed into the floating stones in a blink of an eye. The next moment, those stones disappeared, and the strange pictures flickered one after another. silence.

Cloris no longer cared about those strange changes, there was only one thing she had to do now, hold on to this bird, and never let go!

50. Ending

Anievi, the capital of the Grand Duchy of Alzuya, the heart of the Holy Manro Empire, in this bustling city surrounded by magic, art and flowers, St. John's Hospital, the most medical technology in the empire, is located in Edin in the western suburbs city.

St. John's Hospital covers an area of ​​[-] acres, passing through the fountain corridor with fragrant flowers, a park separates the research institute and the inpatient area.

In a bright ward in the inpatient area, a handsome man in tuxedo was standing humbly in front of the hospital bed. He was about to replace the withered flowers in the vase. Inside. I would rather a dead flower stink and rot in porcelain than perform in front of me in a brand new and clean skin."

The name of the man on the hospital bed was Osgar, a hero of the empire who had been in the spotlight in recent months, and a noble noble who fought life and death with the evildoers of the void.The man in the tuxedo is his secretary, Rona.

Rona smiled gently, threw the fresh flowers into the trash, opened the report in his hand and asked, "Haven't you seen enough of this video?"

On the wall is a colorful projection with changing light and shadow, which is relatively blurred, but Osgar's face can still be clearly recognized.His glamorous deeds were recorded, edited and reprocessed artistically, and publicized as an imperial hero.

In the propaganda, Osgar led the imperial fleet to wipe out the Faran army. However, the Farrans cooperated with the void evildoers who corrupted the monastery. At the same time, because of Brun Buswell's wrong policy, Osgar was captured by the evildoers. Together with the Imperial Fleet suffered a great loss.

Fortunately, that noble nobleman was courageous and resourceful, and his pious faith inspired all the soldiers. With the concerted efforts of the coalition forces, he finally wiped out the evil demigods caught in the battle of trapped beasts!

"Turn off."

Because of the editing, several close-ups cast a sacred color on Osgar, but only he himself knew how embarrassed and...shame he was at that time.

Life and death can transform a person into a more mature person overnight.

Osgar Warbleton was not naive at all, he just made mistakes that most people are prone to make.

This mistake came too deep - who would have thought that Faljar hid a demigod! ?

"Let's take another look. After all, someone from the Sun Council has proposed to the Pope to canonize you as the second saint in this century," the always indifferent secretary snorted happily, "That's a dead person The highest honor can only be obtained, but the empire has suffered a defeat after all, and it needs a vivid example."

Osgar was young enough, pious enough, and dignified enough to be a good model for attracting the young men and women of the Empire to join the army.

"Do you want to die... cough cough cough cough..."

"The slaughterhouse wrapped the rotten seeds with Bain's spiritual veins and implanted them in your [Sun Worm] core, which allowed you to escape the inspection and audit of your spiritual veins by the hospital and the church, but..." Rona shook his head , "How long will it take for this seed to detonate, two years, three years? How long will it take for it to spread into your blood after detonation?"

"Find that girl, find her for me! The slaughterhouse said that the anatomical atlas of transforming the spirit veins is in her hands!"

"Then, are you going to send people to the lower realms to search for her? How many of those people do you think are trustworthy? A generation of saints secretly tracked down a little girl... Heh," Rona's tone was full of disappointment, "It's still you This much-anticipated hero, is he going to disappear in full view?" He laughed, "We are grasshoppers on the same rope, I am only because of you, and you always hold my handle, don't you? Help slaughter A handle to corrupt the saints—”

Rona wanted to laugh louder, but he suddenly found that he no longer remembered how to laugh.

"I've gotten to this point because of my arrogance," Osgar said as he grinded his teeth to bleed, "I hope you never let me catch that day, forever! Your sister is still in Anievi, and I can ask for it with a flick of my finger." took her life!"

"Please go ahead, my lord, I hope that you will not say a few words of such cruel words, and want to open up, and laugh, on this continent closest to the heaven on earth, Aniewei is well-known as the capital of spies— —” Rona raised the corners of his lips jerky. It was difficult for him to find the smile he had before, or he had never really smiled, so even if he was happy, he didn’t know how to express it. In the end, the secretary changed back to a formulaic smile, "I hope your acting can be as good as it was in Faljar a month ago. Be careful of those high-ranking people. Maybe, we are now under the gaze of some existence."

What Rona said shocked Osgar, but when he saw the secretary's half-smile, he knew that he had once again revealed his timidity.

After more than ten rounds of long, deep breaths, Osgar regained his facial expression. He was proud, elegant, and calm: "Let's start your report."

Rona took a deep look at his lord and reported:

"The Teribi people's battle in Portur Bay has completely failed, all the islands controlled by the elves have fallen, and the secondary channel of Faljar has been closed by the fog, and it will be the world of the Fran in the future;

"The next strategy of the empire is to stick to the mainland. Before the new batch of warships are built, we don't have the strength to counterattack the Farnese. Fortunately, the internal affairs of the Farnese are unstable, and the priests of the Church of the Earth are extorting money in the country. They support Terry Independence from the colonial area has already drained the finances, coupled with the high war tax, if there is not enough wealth harvested from the lower realm in the next five years, the people of France will easily be incited to riot."

"These problems exist more or less within the empire, don't they?"

"You only need to be extravagant and lustful as usual, but don't get too involved, my lord, you are not a real saint."

"Any more?"

"The trial of Brun Buswell has been opened, and he was accused of violating the order of the military department to 'garrison Fal Yar', and privately transferred the fleet, which led to the fall of Fal Yar, and the total defeat of Portur Bay's overall strategy. "

After reporting the news, Rona slightly raised his eyelids to see Osgar's reaction.

"Potur's rout across the board is Teribi's problem. We received a support request from the elves, but Commander Buswell left Faljar, and the void evildoers took advantage of the opportunity to make trouble. I suspect that there are spies inside the elves. Apply to defend Commander Boothwell." Osgar calmly made a decision.

Rona's eyes became vigilant and cautious, and finally, he smiled and nodded.

"Is there anything else? If not, I'm going to rest." Osgar took a glass of white water by the bed, trying to moisten his throat.

"Yes, of course," Rona said, "Elena has already graduated from the girls' school, and she has submitted an application to the Magical Engineering Department of Anievi University. The Lord knows that the child has always been smart and eager to learn, but she wants to enter the highest school." , and a little bit of other effort is needed.”

"Boom."

The glass in Osgar's hand was crushed, and the water splashed everywhere.He pursed his lips and said nonchalantly, "I will arrange this matter."

"Lonna would like to thank the lord here, and I won't disturb the lord's rest here." The secretary bowed and said goodbye.

When he walked to the door, Osgar's voice suddenly came: "Roner, if it was in the past, I would do my best to fulfill your request. How did we come to this embarrassing situation?"

"It's hard for me, my lord." Rona turned his head and wondered. "I think the current situation is very good, never better. When you become smarter, you will find that none of us can live without the other."

"Really." Osgar lay down silently, looking up at the ceiling with complicated thoughts.

From now on, the two are grasshoppers on the same line, but suspicion and vigilance will exist forever until one of them swallows the other completely.

Only then will they be truly free.

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(Volume [-]/Oliver Twist/End)

end of book

Indeed, I am already numb with this book, clicking on the explosion collection explosion point also explodes the collection ratio, it is indeed not cool, and there is nothing to say.

Of course, this book is indeed the most convenient one I have written. I personally think that the plot is quite coherent. If I wanted to write it, I could add a bunch of daily life of the children in the correctional school, the human style in the small town, and Educate all interactive blacksmiths, grain stores, gangsters, etc.

If these contents are written, when the town is destroyed by the "Sun God", the plots of those characters can be further deepened, but if they are written in this way, it will be really flooded, and the plot will be stretched to the sky in an instant. One hundred chapters may not be able to complete the prologue.

The plot development of this volume has two elements, one is Cloris strengthening her own abilities, and the other is the war in the upper realm.

When Cloris buys materials, she meets Irina, who talks to Mariana who is attacking Faljar, when Irina goes to the reformatory and is followed by Marianne, and when Marianne starts to ask for Arista's support and Followed by a series of blah blah.Although there are holes in the plot, I try to fill in the holes with my poor brain.

All in all, I think it's fairly compact, except that some chapters were abolished in the final fight.Elena went to the sea and Cloris lower bound planted some foreshadowing, it is impossible to stick to it, the protagonist is only 12 years old, at least 16 years old to be able to stick to it.Writing these now is easy to be blocked. In general, I am more inclined to write this book as a kingly adventure story, and one-fifth of the continental hegemony content.

It is impossible for me to wait for the protagonist to really start to restore the country before writing about the war. The pattern of the upper realm changes every year. This dynamic change will also affect the plot of Cloris in the lower realm. For example, the Farnese launched a war against The influence of the plot development of the first volume.

Speaking of soy sauce, Cloris really can't get a hand in the battle against demigods, but so far Cloris hasn't really suffered from anyone, except Arista.

In Lizard Lane, she and the explorer calculated each other. When fighting the horned orc, she also killed two soldiers without injury and only used cold weapons. When Osgar used the disciple of the void as bait, Cloris did indeed save it. Mariana.

My general setting is that as long as you have enough information, a transcendent who is less than a demigod can die. Even if you are a demigod, as long as your aptitude is not too heaven-defying, there is a small probability that you will be killed by a group of people with enough hands, feet and arrangements. Mortal entrapment.

After all, wonders and other things also need to be repaired and refitted, and they are all money, even demigods.This also determines that demigods will not kill mortals at will. They also need mortal business talents and scientific research wisdom to maintain and strengthen wonders, which also involves productivity development.Only a very small number of supreme wonders that can completely separate from the operation of society can exist independently, otherwise they will decay.

For a role like Alista (actually, she didn’t have a contract spectacle at all before finally resisting the fleet), I probably only write a few, and Cloris won’t be so tough, my final expectation for the protagonist He is a cunning conspirator, and tries not to do it himself as much as possible. Of course, the development of the protagonist will return to the words that Arista gave her, "The only thing that can give back to the void is human nature."

There are still a lot of things that can be written, such as Alista's anatomy atlas, after Cloris learns it, she may wear a bird's beak mask and open a black clinic to transform people's spiritual veins.

After Dolores went down to the realm, there might not be hundreds of chapters of battles at the level of Arista, and more of them were intrigues with explorers and local forces, but there was still a long way to go before the real adventure began.

The two grasshoppers, Osgar and Rona, can also be used in the future plots. In the end, they will be the resources in the hands of the protagonist. Ilona, ​​Xia Xia, and the Mason Society. I hope that I can write more and more at the same time. Take all the leads back at the end.

Of course, I also hope that I can write down after it is put on the shelves.

I don't have an outline, I always write an outline and then fine-tune it as needed, so I don't write it at all.The "Outline" of the first volume is "Cloris discovered the curse and embraced the void in her work and life, was taught spell knowledge by Arista, and the enthusiastic citizens reported it, Arista died, and the reformatory closed." You can see the plot of my first volume. How much is fine-tuned.

When I write that I need foreshadowing, I will make associations, then record them, and connect them in appropriate places.Maybe when I was writing the first volume, I thought of writing notes for some of the content of the next few volumes, but I need to think about what plot to insert and whether to insert it.

That's all I can say for now, I'm trying new stuff all the time, but subscriptions always suck.

51. Wandering on a deserted island

What awakened Cloris was a ray of dawn that she had not seen for seven years.The sun is bright and soft, and the fierce sun believer is completely incomparable to it. It gently shines on the girl's face, causing the latter to slowly open her eyes——

At the end of the lofty mountains, in the unfathomable sky, the diffuse morning light sweeps across the entire sky, brightly illuminating the mist of the dome, and gilding it with gold.

Morning light! ?Cloris got up from the lawn, greedily feeling the warmth of the morning sun, which made her slightly pale skin a little more intoxicating.After enjoying it for a while, the girl noticed that she was stepping on a strange blue bird that died of exhaustion. It seemed to have died of suffocation, and the few clumps of more flamboyant feathers on the top of its head were scratched and bald.

"..."

The moment she saw the surrounding environment and the morning light, Cloris already understood her most basic position.

The wasteland layer, from the thick fog rolling in the sea to the continuous thunderstorm below, has a depth of [-] kilometers, which is slightly shallower than the boundary layer adjacent to the upper boundary. You can see the falling meteorites in the mist and the rising islands under the storm colliding, interlacing and passing each other.

The biggest feature of the wasteland layer is that it can be stably exposed to sunlight, which is also the basis for Cloris to judge the orientation based on the "Explorer's Geographical Atlas".

Fog is scattered everywhere in the lower realm, and it is nothing more than a difference in concentration. During the daytime, there is almost no fog in the wasteland layer, but light fog will also rise after sunset.

However, don't worry about the dense fog that may engulf people at any time.The most important thing to watch out for here are the strange monsters and beasts living among the mountains.

Cloris knew that she was on the wasteland layer, but she couldn't judge the exact location on the wasteland layer.The "thick clouds" in the sky are far away by visual inspection, and there are several small islands floating in the east or west of the sky, the nearest one is probably at least 200 meters away from where Cloris is, and there is another vast island near the clouds. It is a rhombus-like large island with up-and-down symmetry.

Listening to the muffled thunderstorms coming from time to time, Cloris guessed that the island she was on was at the bottom of the storm.

The wasteland layer lights up twice a day, ranging from one to three hours depending on the season, and it is early morning, and the diffuse light is disappearing upwards.