It was a stormy night with thunder and lightning. Silvery lightning bolts struck down, illuminating the black statue standing on the empty ground.
The queen took the longsword handed to her by a guard beside her, and with each swing of the blade, a head fell to the ground.
When one of them was struck, the dead man's body fell to the ground, and a palm-sized statue of a deity fell from his arms.
The guards behind the Queen broke out in a cold sweat upon seeing the white stone statue. Strangely, the Queen did not lose her temper this time. Instead, she simply picked up the white stone statue and said lightly, "Smash it."
The guard breathed a sigh of relief; at least everything was alright.
"yes!"
"Smash it with this person's skull."
The guard's hand trembled slightly as he took the statue. It turned out the queen hadn't changed; she was still just as capricious.
Then, amidst the torrential rain, more knocking sounds were heard: heads were severed in front, skulls smashed against statues behind, and blood flowed like a river, which the rain could not wash away.
Before the statue lay a pile of bones, but the queen seemed oblivious to the overwhelming stench of blood. She picked up the mangled head and the shattered statue of the deity, placing them neatly before the statue.
"These traitors, heretics, and all those who disrespect you will be punished. This is my gift to you, and I hope you will continue to bless me to victory in the next war."
The Queen clasped her hands together. No matter how cold-blooded and ruthless her actions had been just now, at this moment she still possessed a sincerity that ordinary people could not surpass.
The black statue did not respond to her, but the queen was used to it and ordered people to put an umbrella over the statue.
However, just before leaving, a thunderbolt ripped through the night sky and struck the black stone statue.
Thud.
A stone shard rolled off the statue, and the queen's eyes widened slightly as she saw a crack starting from the top of the statue and extending downwards, making a "crack" sound.
Amidst the horrified gazes of the crowd, the black statue split in two and fell to either side.
The Queen's heart skipped a beat. She turned and ran toward the shattered statue, completely disregarding her image, and knelt down to support it.
That was her spiritual pillar, the idol that had accompanied her since childhood. After losing her husband and children, she had only herself left.
The Queen could not believe it, her voice trembling: "How could this be..."
"From this day forward, there will be no more gods."
A soul-shaking sound appeared out of nowhere, and the others who were helping to support the statue were startled, their ears ringing and blood flowing continuously from their ear canals.
Except for the Queen.
She stood there, stunned, searching upwards with both hands.
The voice didn't come from here. No one knew that voice better than her, and she would never mistake it for a human voice.
This is the voice of the god of war and glory!
But this time her voice didn't come from the idol, and it came from a very low position...
This location is in…
She slowly turned the stone statue and saw the white statue of the deity, now shattered on the ground.
The Queen murmured to herself, "There will never be... any... gods again..."
any…
There are only two gods in this world, who are irreconcilable enemies, locked in a life-or-death struggle.
But she said anything…
The Queen stared intently at the shattered statue of the god of prayer, her bloodshot eyes growing even more intense.
She seemed unable to hear anything else; those two sentences kept repeating in her mind.
May you receive everything you desire.
I will take away his misfortune…
"There will be no more gods..."
The Queen picked up the broken stone statue from the ground, breathing heavily. The feeling of suffocation made her neck tense, and with each breath, two undulating lines appeared on her neck, her carotid artery throbbing.
Her face was twisted and grotesque, making it difficult to look directly at her.
"Oh, I see."
"The goddess I faithfully worshipped, her followers killed my child..."
She clutched the broken stone statue, her expression strange, and let out a dry laugh.
The guards nearby tried their best to minimize their presence, but the more they listened to the breathless laughter, the more frightened they became.
As he laughed, he couldn't tell whether the Queen was laughing or crying.
…
"She discovered the two sides of me."
Shekh spoke in a low voice, finishing the last sentence of the story for Shi Jinzhe.
"And so the Queen's faith collapsed."
The naive princess became a bloodthirsty and cruel tyrant. She thought she had the most reliable support and regarded the god of war and glory as her spiritual pillar. But in the end, the one she hated and the one she loved was a person.
So she toppled the statue, abandoned her faith, scorned the so-called gods, and took advantage of the gods' guilt to deceive them.
"That's why she is who she is today," Schech said.
This was also the root cause of her self-abandonment. Her cries of agony reached her ears from thousands of miles away. When she finally came ashore again, the world had changed, and everything was blood red.
"There is no need for gods to exist. I don't want to be the trigger. Besides, if things continue like this, the Queen will only become more and more ruthless."
Shekh raised his head. "Perhaps I should have blocked out everyone's prayers long ago, and I shouldn't have coveted the joy she brought me. The fact that she could deceive me is my punishment for my past greed."
“You can’t say that.” Shi Jinzhe was about to comfort her when Shehe said, “But after what you said to me last time, I realized that even if I didn’t give her two blessings, I don’t owe her anything.”
"It's good that you think of it this way. She shared her joy unintentionally, while you fulfilled her wish intentionally. We're even now."
“You’re right.” Shekh’s tone brightened. “What should we do now?”
“Think about what tricks the Queen used to deceive you. Li Huaizhen was surprised to see your eyes. He was able to obtain such detailed clues. They must have encountered the Queen here.”
“I can try to approach the Queen directly.”
"Is the risk high?" Shi Jinzhe was more concerned about this.
"Perhaps... if you encounter danger, the risk to me is not high."
Shi Jinzhe understands now. He's in danger, and Shekh will automatically trigger a protection buff to summon his complete form, right?
“Alright, so we can get home sooner, I’ll be the bait to lure out the Queen. It’ll also be a good opportunity to see what she’s taken from you, and we’ll take it all back.”
"Okay, sure."
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