"Coordinates 3219.5406 encountered stubborn resistance and urgently need air fire support."

"This is Gunship 104. The request has been received. The coordinates are confirmed to be 3219.5406. We are adjusting the trajectory. The bombardment will begin in three minutes and will last for one minute to cover an area with a radius of two kilometers. The shells are cluster high-explosive bombs. The shock wave and fragments produced by the explosion will be very dangerous. Please evacuate the red area in time."

"Got it! Thanks, bro."

"You're welcome. As the higher-ups said, there's plenty of conventional shells this time, and some special weapons. I have to say, this reminds me of my days in the Air Force bomber formation. It's fucking awesome."

"Hahahaha! Who says it isn't? This is the real war. The blood and fire, destruction and death we expect."

"Yeah, is there anything more addictive than the thrill of revenge? That damn guy led a group of NPCs to kill me once, so I will kill him ten times, a hundred times."

"That's right! I heard that Skull Face can be resurrected like us, so let's guard him and kill him over and over again until he breaks down."

Accompanied by various sounds and shouts coming from the long-distance communication equipment, the aerial gunboat, which had been redesigned and improved several times, finally began to show its power.

They are no longer like previous airships that can only fly over the enemy's head and drop mechanical bombs with a low hit rate. Instead, they are equipped with a new generation of small electromagnetic cannons developed.

Among them, airships with huge payload and better hovering stability are usually used to occupy important air positions and then deter, control and provide heavy firepower coverage to a large area around them.

Faster aircraft take advantage of their high-speed maneuverability to continuously patrol along a certain flight route. Upon receiving a request for support from the ground, they will immediately rush to the scene of the incident.

Once within range, the shooters will enter the fuselage on both sides and the protruding rotating turrets below to carry out close-range bombing and strafing of the target.

Among them are large-caliber twin-fire electromagnetic guns that are specially used to launch cluster bombs and incendiary bombs, as well as slightly smaller-caliber high-speed rotary machine guns similar to the Gatling structure that rely on kinetic energy to penetrate the target.

Of course, this "small caliber" is only relative.

According to the ammunition standards on Earth, the diameter is basically between 40 and 60 millimeters. Electromagnetic afterburners are used to accelerate large-mass solid shells to eight or even twelve times the speed of sound.

If it hits an ordinary person, that person will almost instantly explode from the middle and turn into flying flesh and blood. It is a powerful weapon that can shock a person to death even from several meters away.

In addition, since the needle-like structure at the front end of the shell has been simply enchanted, it can be regarded as a +2 weapon, capable of penetrating the magical protection and deflection force fields formed around the bodies of many powerful creatures.

Once air superiority is gained, these aerial gunboats can completely launch a dimensionality reduction attack on ground units.

The top-level undead warriors wearing golden enchanted armor, the demon army, and the alien insect species in the Great Tomb of Nazarick were annihilated wave after wave under their terrifying firepower.

You have to know that these are not cannon fodder that can be continuously transformed from corpses through necromancy magic. You can produce as many as you want as long as there is enough time.

They are the core defense force of the entire guild. In the Tree World game, they are mainly used to resist large-scale invasions from players from other guilds, constantly consuming the opponent's vitality, magic points, various potions and scrolls, etc.

In other words, each of these high-level cannon fodders has the ability to at least cause damage to full-level players.

Once you die, it will take a lot of money and resources to replenish.

But now, they are like an elite infantry corps in modern warfare without any anti-aircraft weapons, and they have no way to deal with attacks from the air.

They could only watch helplessly as they were torn to pieces by cluster bombs, artillery shells and rotary machine guns covering a huge area.

Many players who have served in the military know very well what it means to have air fire support, so they never engage in head-on confrontation with targets that can pose a huge threat to them.

After discovering the situation, they immediately called for the gunboat and quickly retreated to wait for the bombardment.

Only after a round of brutal saturation attacks will they rush forward to slaughter those small groups of enemies that have been left alone.

Prince Terror and his army of alloy cockroaches died miserably under such tactics, and they failed to pose even the slightest threat from beginning to end.

Just as the players were using the high maneuverability of the flapping-wing aircraft to clear out all the enemies in the forest who had not had time to retreat back to the tomb, the weapons experts in the floating city of Plantia had already discussed trying out a "new toy" first.

After all, they invented and created so many things during this period that they were overwhelmed.

It's like a master who is proficient in the art of torture suddenly gets a tough victim. He looks at the hundreds of torture instruments on the shelf and doesn't know which one to use first.

"I think we should use super-large bunker busters.

Once this thing is fired, it can penetrate at least two or three hundred meters underground and eliminate all potential threats near the entrance.

According to the concept of defensive warfare, the enemy will definitely deploy a large number of troops on the first floor to block the attack. "

A weapons expert suggested with interest, stroking his chin.

Another weapons expert shook his head and retorted: "I think the bunker buster may not be very effective.

Don't forget that this huge underground tomb is actually an alternate dimension, divided into at least ten levels.

According to previous tests, ordinary explosions and energy releases are difficult to transmit across space.

So I think we should first deploy a fully automatic, intelligent, unmanned suicide-destruction corps.

These little things are low in manufacturing cost and available in large numbers. They can search for enemies on their own and rush forward to detonate the energy bombs they carry to cause area damage.

It also has an exploration function, and can draw the places it has passed through into three-dimensional images and transmit them back.

As for the properties of the energy bombs they carry, considering that the enemy's main force is mainly undead and demons, it is most appropriate to carry positive energy."

“Why make so much trouble?

Wouldn't it be better to just throw a magic nuclear bomb?

I don’t believe this damn big tomb can withstand it.

It's a good opportunity to test whether this thing can blow through the barriers between spaces."

Another weapons expert stepped forward and expressed his opinion.

There is no doubt that his "nuclear-friendly" speech instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

Even Vanessa, who was a lich, couldn't help but twitch her mouth, thinking that this guy's idea was too dangerous and extreme.

Can a magic nuclear bomb be thrown casually? If this one is thrown, several human countries around will be 100% destroyed. The chain reaction and ecological disaster caused by the explosion may affect the entire continent.

In the end, as expected, the expert's opinions were opposed by everyone present.

Are you kidding me? You finally got a perfect weapon test subject, and you actually want to kill him?

So many of our departments are hoping to make their inventions known and gain more resources.

Although the Plantia floating city as a whole is a super large scientific research institution.

As long as there are resources on the planet below them, they can basically take them without restrictions.

It is not necessary to apply for funding through layers of approval by stupid politicians like when doing scientific research on Earth, and often have to face protests and opposition from ignorant people who don't even understand what science is.

But who would complain that their department has too many resources to mobilize? Especially those top resources that the floating city's world does not have, such as divine blood, divine power, magical specialties from other worlds, etc.

Finally, after a series of arguments and bargaining, many weapons experts finally came up with a list of thirty pages, listing various weapons and equipment in order, and prepared to release them one by one in order.

If Old Bone saw this scene, he would probably be so moved that he would cry and shout, "Thank you so much!"

Unfortunately, he still knew nothing about this and was hiding in the throne room in the deepest part of the tomb with shock and fear. He looked through the magic mirror at the dragon army and aerial gunboats wreaking havoc on the surface, as well as the players rushing towards him in flapping-wing planes in search of the enemy.

Until now he still hasn't figured out that he had just won the war through strategic deception and surprise attack not long ago, and was still carrying out an extermination massacre against the armies of those human countries, and an undead empire was about to rise from the ground.

But how come the situation took a turn for the worse after just a dozen minutes, with a huge city floating in the sky and many modern thermal weapons that should only exist on Earth suddenly appearing? Most importantly, Old Bone saw with his own eyes that many of the guys he had killed in the raid were now alive and kicking.

Infinite resurrection?

Is the other party also a player?

As soon as this thought popped into his mind, he fell into endless fear and despair.

As a former gamer, Lao Gutou is well aware of the players' terrifying killing and destructive power, which will become stronger and stronger with the passage of time. It is truly the fourth disaster.

Although he himself is also a player, he has the ability to revive infinitely.

But the question is how can one player beat thousands of organized players?

What's more, these guys in front of us not only have the advantage in numbers, but also have all-round crushing advantages in technology, mobility and firepower.

"Can anyone tell me what to do now?"

Lao Gutou asked the senior NPC who had just spent a large amount of reserve funds to revive in the lobby.

You have to know that the losses caused by this defeat and retreat are not just the wealth consumed by the resurrection in the warehouse.

There are also many top-quality weapons, equipment, and powerful world items left behind by former guild members when they retired.

When he thought of this, his heart couldn't help but bleed.

After all, these things carry the few happy memories in his failed and miserable life, and are his last spiritual and psychological sustenance.

But now, everything has fallen into the hands of the enemy.

Whenever he saw the players’ delighted faces after picking up these things through the magic mirror, Lao Gutou felt like he had been NTrated, with an indescribable sense of shame and anger.

But the problem is that he is powerless to do anything about it now. He dares not even show his impotent rage, for fear that his inner cowardice and incompetence will be exposed and he will be despised or even abandoned by these NPCs in front of him.

But unfortunately, all the guardians fell silent this time.

Be it Demiurge, who was known for his cruelty, cunning and inhumanity, or Albedo, who usually liked to put "lowly humans" on the edge, or Shalltear, who thought that all humans were food, now they all became mute.

Others like Cocytus, who were not good at speaking, knelt on the ground motionless like sculptures.

Aura and Mare, brother and sister, were ambushed by a high-level professional player due to their carelessness and were killed instantly. They were now in a state of extreme shame and were too embarrassed to say a word.

This terrible silence undoubtedly made Old Bones, who was already very nervous, even more uneasy.

Just as he was about to repeat what he had just said, a loud noise suddenly came from above his head between the thrones.

boom!!!!!!

Instantly, everyone present felt a violent vibration; even the hanging portraits, the surrounding statues and the chandeliers on the ceiling fell down and shattered.

The maid who was cleaning was staggering and couldn't even stand steadily.

"What's going on? What happened? Did the enemy break in?"

The guardian of the first to third floors, Shalltear, was the first to stand up and summon her followers to question him harshly.

"Lady Shalltear, this is bad.

The first floor... A huge bomb suddenly fell on the first floor near the entrance, and the moment it exploded, it released terrifying divine energy.

The army of undead creatures we deployed on this floor was almost completely wiped out in an instant.

Except for a very few lucky people who were far away and managed to escape, there is no resistance now.

Not only that!

The other party also released a large number of very strange-shaped mechanical structures.

If they detect a moving target, they will immediately charge forward and self-destruct, releasing holy energy that is enough to destroy the undead."

A horrified vampire bride reports the situation to her master.

From the large areas of burnt black on her face and arms, it can be seen how deadly this kind of attack with positive energy attributes is to the undead.

"A huge bomb? The first level of the Great Tomb of Nazarick is more than a hundred meters underground. How could a bomb fall in there?" Old Bones stood up suddenly and asked.

But before the vampire bride could answer, another rather lazy and unfamiliar voice came from a distance.

"Is there even a need to ask? Of course it's a bunker buster. Don't tell me that you, who come from modern society on Earth, don't even have this basic common sense about hot weapons."

Before he finished speaking!

The diary slowly walked out from the darkness with a playful and mocking smile on its face, completely ignoring the guards around it and the guardians not far away.

"Who are you? How did you get in?!"

A terrifying red light instantly shot out from Old Bone's eye sockets, and he immediately nervously cast a protective magic on himself.

It is not difficult to see from this reaction alone that the so-called spellcasting and combat skills he has developed in the game are actually quite low-level.

Except for a very small number of defensive and strengthening magic that can be maintained for a long time, the act of consuming a large amount of magic power as soon as meeting someone is basically no different from suicide.

If a spellcaster of the same level saw this situation, his first reaction would be to delay time or directly cast teleportation magic to leave.

Wait until the duration of your advanced protective spells expires before teleporting back.

Repeating this two or three times can consume all the protective magic that a legendary wizard has memorized that day.

However, considering that Old Bone's casting method is not spell slots but magic points, he does not need to prepare spells in advance. As long as he has learned them, he can use them at will in battle. He is obviously much stronger in flexibility and adaptability.

But wasting a lot of magic power so easily is undoubtedly quite stupid.

After all, no matter how many protective magics you put on, there is a high probability that they will be taken away by the Great Disintegration in one shot, and everything you have done before is completely meaningless.

Therefore, the truly strong ones in a spell duel often counter each other's moves, competing in spell recognition ability, counterattack, casting speed, the amount of magic they master, and the use of various super-magic techniques.

Old Bone's habit of putting on a lot of protection and buffs is probably because the Tree World game does not have spells that seriously destroy the balance, such as Sundering and Imprisonment.

Just think about it. If a game was added with a gadget that could instantly strip away all spell effects on an opponent, or even permanently destroy advanced weapons, equipment, or artifacts, many players would lose their temper and quit the game if they encountered it once.

There are also many unscrupulous guys who like to mess with people's mentality. They do nothing but chase after players with top-level equipment and enlarge their power to split them.

As for the confinement technique that can lock people up forever, it is almost the same as being temporarily banned by the administrator.

It might be possible to make it into a rare world item, but it would definitely not be distributed to all players for them to learn and use.

Otherwise, if the mages of the entire server carry out a few large-scale imprisonments, thousands of imprisoned players will leave directly.

The diary has the same memory and some of the same thinking methods as Zuo Si.

He knew very well that the spell lists of the guys in front of him had been greatly weakened and incomplete. Even if they rushed up together, they could not pose a threat to him. So he calmly stepped on the broken chandelier on the ground and walked to a place less than 20 meters away from the throne. He stopped with a smile and mocked: "Tsk tsk, your stupidity and stupidity really opened my eyes. No wonder you can do a series of inexplicable and idiotic operations. Didn't I tell you the answer in what I said just now?"

"You lowly maggot! How dare you insult the Supreme Being? Go to hell!"

Albedo instantly flew into a rage and rushed forward, intending to tear this human-looking intruder into pieces.

But just as she rushed forward to launch an attack, a partition like crystal glass suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of the diary.

The next second...

Bang! The sharp blade hit the transparent crystal hard, and all the impact force was instantly rebounded, causing the attacker to fly in the opposite direction without control.

As long as there is enough energy stored, neither physical nor magical attacks can penetrate it and hit the other side.

Just as Albedo's face showed an expression of disbelief and she was trying to adjust her posture in mid-air, she suddenly saw the diary stretched out its right hand at lightning speed, grabbed her ankle, and then threw it hard to the ground between the thrones.

Boom! She fell face down and created a huge human-shaped hole on the ground.

Fortunately, he was wearing black armor with extremely high defensive power, so he did not suffer any serious injuries. He just vomited some blood when the violent collision occurred.

可还没等雅儿贝德从精神恍惚的状态恢复，日记本背后那个巨大的圆盘便迅速张开，从里边钻出十几条触手以一种十分熟练的动作在不到五秒钟时间内解除了她身上的铠甲。

甚至就连里边的衣物也被撕了个七七八八，只剩下少数遮挡重点部位的布料，并且强行将其固定成一种十分羞耻的姿态。

“哈哈哈哈！我就喜欢享用你这种极具反抗精神的烈马。”

日记本捏着雅儿贝德精致的下巴，伸出舌头在对方的脸上舔了一下，不管是动作还是眼神都充满了赤裸裸毫不掩饰的侵略性。

虽然他在左思的面前经常给人一种懒散、好色、热衷于享受和发泄欲望的感觉，但实际上在外人眼中却是个不折不扣的怪物兼魔王。

尽管本身并没有强烈的破坏与毁灭倾向，但因为没有道德底线的约束，经常会做出一些丧心病狂的事情。

比如说现在，这家伙的精神状态就十分亢奋，明显想要当着众目睽睽之下上演一出限制级动作大片。

因为不管是雅儿贝德激烈的反抗，还是当着老骨头的面强上并占有他的“正宫”，都能让日记本感受到额外的刺激。

“莫非你也是跟我一样来自地球的玩家？”

老骨头这会让明显已经顾不上去理会区区一个NPC，终于反应过来并试图进行确认。

由于在内心之中已经接受了自己作为亡灵生物的身份，因此他根本没有这方面的欲望，更不觉得为了获取更多有用的情报让手下牺牲一点色相有什么问题。

“玩家？来自地球？呵呵，你似乎还没有搞清楚自己眼下的状况呢。”

日记本露出十分轻蔑的表情，控制着触手轻轻拂过雅儿贝德白皙光滑的皮肤，有几根甚至已经钻进了破碎的衣服里，瞬间让后者全身上下的肌肉绷紧，张开嘴想要破口大骂，但却被另外一条触手塞进嘴里只能发出一阵呜呜声。

很快，屈辱的泪水就从她的眼睛里流了出来。

“什么意思？”

老骨头这会儿全部注意力都集中在交谈中，因此并未注意到手下大总管的处境与反应。

日记本笑着反问道：“你以为自己真的穿越了吗？

从一个人类直接变成游戏中的不死生物角色？ 连带着整个公会所有的NPC一起？ 你有想过自己为什么可以无缝的从正常人类的思维模式，变成现在这种杀人不眨眼的怪物？

还有在你之前降临的那些玩家和公会间隔时间为什么是一百年？

如果这些人都是来自于服务器关闭时没有下线的玩家，那这种诡异的时间分布又是怎么回事？

所以我才说你愚蠢且低能，从始至终都没有思考怀疑过这一切。”

听到这番话，老骨头的思维瞬间超载，甚至没有反驳关于“愚蠢且低能”的评价，而是疯狂想要找到这些问题的答案。

但也是深入思考，他就越是感到恐惧，隐约之间仿佛看到了幕后有一只巨大的黑手在操控一切。

而自己和之前那些降临的玩家不过是被对方玩弄于股掌之上的棋子。

意识到这一点之后，老骨头的身体开始不受控制的轻微颤抖，足足过了好几分钟才抬起头继续追问道：“你究竟是谁？为什么会知道那么多？发生在我身上的一切究竟是怎么回事？”

“你想要知道真相？那就拿出点诚意来。”

日记本咧开嘴露出了无比邪恶的笑容，把目光投向了自己身边被触手牢牢固定在原地、眼睛里透露出渴望能够获得“无上至尊”营救的雅儿贝德，言下之意不言而喻。

“你想要得到什么？”

老骨头用十分冷酷的语气试探道。

此时此刻，他已经完全被不死生物自私、冷酷的天性所支配，根本没有一丁点作为智慧生物的情感。

“我只有两个要求。

第一，你和整个纳萨力克大坟墓从今以后要完全听从我的命令跟支配，换而言之就是你要做我的狗； 第二，这里所有的女性从今以后都是我的后宫，我可以随心所欲要求她们提供服务。

怎么样，很简单不是吗？

而且我保证，只要你做到了以上两点，不仅可以知晓真相，还可以摆脱注定要被消灭的命运。

否则的话，普兰提亚浮空城将会使用各种武器把这里彻底夷为平地，你也同样会被永久性的杀死，再也无法被复活。”

说罢，日记本猛然间释放了自己体内属于神器——碎魔晶的恐怖力量。

下一秒……

整个王座之间开始闪耀刺眼的太阳光，数以千计构成魔晶塔的结晶体拔地而起，直接从内部将包括老骨头在内的所有NPC围了起来。

那种扑面而来的窒息感与巨大压力，让他们毫不怀疑只要自己稍有异动，立刻就会被海量的法术和毁灭能量所吞没。

要知道在左思进行过数轮升级并与一座浮空城融合之后，日记本所掌控的碎魔晶力量早就不是以前那种连打个冰风谷十镇都费劲的状态。

恰恰相反！

他可以在任何地方召唤这种魔晶塔的结构，或是用来阻挡隔绝对手的攻击，或是把目标包围起来进行攻击、封印。

老骨头伸出一只手轻轻触碰了一下身边的魔晶塔，默默评估着这些神秘水晶所蕴含的可怕力量，并且与游戏中那些最强大的世界道具做了个比较。

最终他在众多NPC无法相信的目光下扑通一声跪了下去，行了一个岛国标准的土下座五体投地大礼。

“我接受这两个条件，从今之后纳萨力克大坟墓将服从您下达的一切命令。”

“哈哈哈哈！棒极了！我就喜欢像你这种识时务的俊杰。现在，就让我们来做点有益身心健康的运动庆祝一下吧。”

说罢，日记本直接脱掉了身上的衣服，挥舞触手。

至于老骨头，更是主动让出了位于高台之上的王座，并且把所有女仆都喊了过来，任由日记本肆无忌惮的发泄欲望。

无论这些女性NPC如何惨叫、哀求都没有一丝一毫的反应。

甚至还让乐队在一旁演奏助兴，压根没有一丁点的羞耻感。

因为不死生物的特性，以及对于死亡的强烈恐惧，让他丧失了作为一个人的尊严，竭尽所能讨好眼前这个来历不明的强者。

或者说眼下懦弱、卑微、无底线退让妥协的老骨头，才是他在现实世界最真实的一面。

正当日记本在地下深处享用期待已久的“大餐”时，昏迷了一段时间的伊格维尔伏终于醒了过来。

当她睁开眼睛的刹那，瞬间看到不远处正坐在阳台椅子上品尝甜点和茶的左思。

出于下意识的第一反应，这位巫后立刻便想要启动瞬发的传送术逃走。

身为得到深渊意志承认甚至是宠爱的凡人，她所拥有的两个最强类法术能力就是瞬发传送和许愿术。

可让伊格维尔伏感到难以置信的是，自己明明已经在脑海中产生了这个念头，但是却没有任何法术生效的迹象。

不信邪的她又反复尝试了几次，结果都是一样的。

不光是类法术能力，就连引以为傲的施法能力也完全失去了。

刨除旺盛的生命力和如同最强大恶魔一样的防护力，哪怕是最微不足道的零环戏法都放不出来。

瞬间，伊格维尔伏陷入了巨大的恐慌之中。

因为她根本想不明白，为什么自己无法使用魔法和类法术能力。

这里是死魔法区域？

还是自己身上被戴了某些禁魔的东西？

从头到脚检查了一遍之后，伊格维尔伏什么都没有发现，只感觉周围环境中的魔法能量似乎跟自己以前认识的任何一个位面都不太一样。

毫无疑问，对于一名法师来说，没有什么比施法环境突然出现颠覆性变化更加可怕的事情了。

看看费伦大陆在几次魔网崩溃时，有多少奥术施法者因此疯掉、自杀、死亡就明白这种情况的严重性。

不过伊格维尔伏显然并不是那些心理脆弱的家伙，立刻便开始尝试着融入这个世界的施法环境，并且重新构建自己的施法等级。

这也是托瑞尔所在宇宙顶尖法师最值得称道的地方。

他们并不会因为施法环境的改变就丧失自己的全部力量，而是可以通过观察、学习融入到任何一种魔法体系中，然后把以前的施法等级转化成该世界的施法等级。

但遗憾的是，还没等伊格维尔伏成功从周围环境中汲取能量，左思就转过头用略带玩味的语气说道：“别白费力气了，亲爱的巫后。

夏恩七世去了比较远的浮空城那边，因此这里没有连接你所熟悉那个宇宙的魔法环境。

If you want to adapt to the new environment here and successfully transform your spellcasting level, it will take at least several months to half a year.

You didn't think I would give you that much time to prepare, did you? "

"You took me to another universe?"

Igvirf suddenly stood up from his chair and looked out the window at the starry sky, trying to find something familiar.

After a full minute, she finally sat back in her chair resigned to her fate, staring with two gloomy and vigilant eyes and asked: "What do you want? Imprison me here forever? Or do you want to kill me?"

Zuo Si smiled and replied, "No, neither, I am just waiting.

After all, what you see now is actually just a projection, and I don't have the ability of a planeswalker.

Therefore, many things cannot be done.

Once the main body wakes up from hibernation, we can completely turn enemies into friends.

After all, I am a bit of a collector.

For a legendary wizard like you who is both famous and powerful, we will always welcome anyone who comes."

"What do you mean? You want me to work for you?"

There was a sinister and cunning light in Igvir's eyes.

As a madwoman who is extremely fascinated by the abyss and demons, she is undoubtedly the representative of chaotic evil and does not care about going back on her word or breaking the contract.

It would be ideal if I could deceive this big devil in front of me by pretending to surrender, and then find a chance to escape.

"Almost. But the implementation may be a little different from what you imagine."

Zuo Si instantly saw through the witch queen's little thoughts, picked up the teacup, calmly drank the boiling hot tea in it, and then gently put down the empty cup.

Just when Igwil was about to ask for more specific details, he suddenly felt a heavy blow on the back of his head. His eyes went black and he fell straight onto the carpet, falling into coma again.

The one who knocked her out was none other than the Golden Princess Lana, who had just completed a massive purge of the capital and ordered the massacre of hundreds of nobles, corrupt officials, and gangsters.

This blonde girl with a sweet face and smile now had a beautiful white Gothic dress stained with blood. In one hand she held a bloody dagger and in the other she held a metal scepter.

Although she still had an angelic smile on her face, her entire body exuded the aura of destruction, killing and death.

Needless to say, it was the latter who knocked Igwilfu unconscious.

Lana smoothed the long hair hanging by her ears with her bloody hands, walked straight to Zuo Si, put down the dagger that had turned completely black and red, knelt on one knee and kissed the back of his hand affectionately, then raised her head and let out a moan from her throat that was enough to make any man have endless fantasies.

“Oh – this feels so good!

Great and supreme master, thank you for giving me great power and this opportunity to fully unleash my desire for destruction.

The curses, wails, pleas for mercy and cries those guys uttered before they died simply elevate my entire soul.

I can clearly feel the excitement, excitement, intoxication and joy that arises in my heart.

Especially when he stabbed the dagger into his sisters' hearts with his own hands, the shock, astonishment and disbelief on their faces were truly unforgettable.

The only regret was that he could not execute his father and two brothers personally.

But it doesn't matter, I have already made them sign their names on the contract to sell their souls."

After saying that, Lana stuck out her tongue and licked the blood spots on her lips and cheeks. She fell into uncontrollable excitement, and her skin all over her body turned a congested pink, until she let out a satisfied moan once again.

There is no doubt that she is hopelessly corrupt and is completely unable to satisfy her twisted and sick heart through normal behavior.

Only by destroying those things that symbolize beauty in the eyes of ordinary people can the golden princess obtain a double climax both spiritually and physically.

"It's fine if you like it. But don't go too far. I don't want you to turn into a chaotic demon."

Zuo Si gently stroked the girl's cheek and warned her.

Lana nodded lightly with a ruddy face: "Please rest assured. I know my limits and where to get happiness from.

According to the plan, the entire kingdom now no longer has any significant force.

Do you think we can move on to the next stage?"

Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Of course.

The floating city of Plantia had just arrived in this world not long ago.

You can use its power to integrate your kingdom, and then enjoy the game of war and conquest.

The first goal is to unify the human race.

I want to see how long those true dragon kings hiding in the dark can hide in the face of this rolling torrent."

"Understood. I will build a powerful human empire and conquer the entire world for you."

Lana gave her assurance solemnly.

As the sorcerer's level continued to rise, she had actually already become a complete devil under her human girl appearance.

Apart from the disguise of the transformation magic, not only does it have two protruding horns on its forehead, but it also has a pair of black wings behind it like a succubus.

However, Her Royal Highness the Princess has always disguised herself very well, and only a very small number of players know her creepy true face.

(End of this chapter)