??Chapter 1417: Chapter 1378: Princess of Blood_2
Chapter 1417: Chapter 1378: Princess of Blood_2
Even the soldiers, who were avatars of their own prestigious figures, felt fear as the exotic beasts flew past them.
“Is that Her Majesty Blood Princess? How did such a high-ranking individual take action?”
Once the sky and earth had returned to calm, leaving only the scattered corpses across the prairie and the soldiers tasked with their retrieval, the young warrior who had shot at the big bird out of a trace of anger, looked at the departing swarm of alien beasts and asked with a tremble in his voice, “Is that so?”
“What else could it be? Probably just as annoyed by these animals as you were.”
“Is that so!” The young warrior felt a sense of unfounded pride; he hadn’t expected that his thoughts might, at tis, align with those of such a noble existence.
“If you don’t believe it, you can go ask,” said the veteran, glancing at his young companion.
“I’d better not; where would I get the opportunity to et such a big figure?”
Hearing the old soldier’s tease, the young warrior laughed awkwardly. The Blood Princess Remilia was a fearso presence on the battlefield across various domains, a legend said to have slain deities.
But it was only a legend and had not been confird. However, one thing was certain: the Blood Princess indeed possessed the power to contend with deities. Her successive slaying of the corporeal avatars descended by deities had besmirched the mighty reputations of so, yet it also made her na known throughout the world.
Such a fad figure—let alone a small-ti soldier like him, responsible only for the aftermath of war—even generals with illustrious military achievents had to request in advance for an audience.
“At least you have so self-awareness.”
“Hey, you can’t say that; he’s young, the future is uncertain. Who knows, one day he might even qualify to et the Blood Princess.”
“The likelihood of that happening… Tch, kid, if you ever make it big one day, I won’t ask for much, just give
a promotion, let
beco a military officer.”
“Ha-ha, definitely. When you big brothers hit it big, don’t forget
either.”
A few low-ranking soldiers on a battlefield strewn with corpses joked and made promises not to forget each other in tis of wealth.
anwhile, in the sky fortress after the battlefield, a general who had just won a war victory sat reservedly at the head seat, looking at a blue-haired, red-eyed girl sitting beside him.
“Princess Remilia, what were you just doing?”
“Nothing really, just cleaning up so uninvited little guys.”
“Uninvited small fry?” The commander, a Half-Giant, was imdiately startled, then burst out in anger, “They just lost the war, and they dare pull stunts like this?”
“Don’t read too much into it. It’s just little guys in the literal sense, so beasts attracted by the corpses, that’s all!”
“I see. If it’s just beasts, then why bother personally, Lady Remilia? With a single command, the 1.72 million soldiers inside the fortress are ready to follow your orders at any ti.”
“It’s too much trouble. I’d rather do it myself; it’s more satisfying.”
The red-eyed loli spoke nonchalantly, and in that mont, the charm she displayed made the commander beside her involuntarily lower his head, not daring to look directly, afraid of entertaining any inappropriate thoughts.
“Oh, right, I have sothing to attend to, wait a mont.”
Just as the commander was about to respond, Remilia suddenly closed her eyes. The Half-Giant also promptly dismissed the attendants, standing by reverently.
He knew very well that this person beside him was rely an avatar with legendary power; her main body was not here, but guarding sowhere else.
In fact, there was no clear distinction between the main body and avatars for this being. Wherever her power was greater, that was the main body. Therefore, to eliminate this existence, one had to destroy all of her avatars, whose numbers were unknown, otherwise, it would only an she would lose so power that could be replenished at any ti.
Ti continued to slip away in this unsettling silence, and the Half-Giant commander began to direct his subordinates to inquire which domain had experienced a war significant enough to demand the full attention of the blue-haired, red-eyed being before him, yet he had not yet received any news.
“So trouble, I need to temporarily withdraw this avatar. During this period, you’re on your own, try not to get into any major conflicts.”
Leaving behind only these words, the girl with the eerie red eyes collapsed into a mass of red-black Qi, tearing through space, then entering and vanishing from sight.
“Has a Deity intervened again, or what?”
Unable to obtain definite news, the commander couldn’t help but let his thoughts run wild, figuring that aside from a god, he truly couldn’t imagine what else could demand such dedicated effort from that being.
…
“Gungnir!”
Amidst a shout, a crimson Rainbow sliced through the sky, falling into the hands of a girl with flowing blue hair and red eyes. Upon closer inspection, one could see dazzling Golden Thunderbolts shimring within her bewitching red pupils.
“Truly deserving of being hailed as the foremost among the Divine Court, beneath the Deities—such strength, Blood Princess, indeed extraordinary.”
A voice filled with admiring respect echoed in the sky, as a bizarre creature with Four Wings on its head and six claws under its abdon stretched across half the sky.
Despite its grotesque and fierce Form, it didn’t evoke disgust or fear. Instead, it exuded an overwhelming dignity and a deep, instinctual sense of respect and reverence that one couldn’t help but kneel before.
This was a being with divine essence, likely an imdiate Divine Descendant of so Deity, now watching Remilia, particularly the blood-dripping crimson Long spear in her hand, with great wariness.
According to the intelligence gathered, the reason the Blood Princess had been able to establish such a formidable reputation was the Divine Artifact in her hand, Gungnir, which played an irreplaceable role in causing irreversible injuries to gods.
And a Divine Artifact that even Deities were wary of and preferred not to face, was all the more unwanted by those beneath them. Sadly, this artifact also had a damned attribute: infallibility.
When thrown, the spear would unfailingly hit the target the wielder had in mind.
“Heh, the strongest beneath the Deities in the Divine Court doesn’t fall to .”
Remilia thought of Muria’s offspring and her childhood playmate from the Void, the unnaable Monster Yingdila, as she spoke the plain truth.
Unfortunately, the Divine Descendant who had co to ambush and faced Remilia did not believe this at all; if you were so powerful that even Deities didn’t want to deal with you, was there really anyone stronger? And what kind of power would it take to kill Deities outright?
“Why the modesty?”
“You’ll find out if you ever get the chance,” Remilia shook her head, not wishing to explain too much because it wasn’t necessary, “if you have a chance, that is.”
“You’re arrogant, relying solely on a slightly special Divine Artifact. Isn’t everyone in possession of such things?”
Taking advantage of the idle chatter to procrastinate, the Divine Descendant finally waited long enough for the gaping hole in its abdon to heal completely. Feeling its strength returning, it believed it was ready to fight again.
It then took out a strangely shaped crown and placed it on its head, charging forward. Invisible ripples spread from the crown atop its head, and space began to stagnate.
Remilia furrowed her brow, suddenly feeling much like an Insect trapped in amber, each gesture and motion becoming exceedingly difficult.
“Gah gah gah, the renowned Blood Princess will fall at my hands today. After today, I, Gordo…”
Before the excited Divine Descendant could finish speaking, accompanying the crunching sounds echoing in the sky, half of its body was gone.
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