In the Name of the Queen

It was dawn.

When Sophia stepped into the sea of ​​flowers, a glimmer of morning light appeared in the east.

There was still snow on the west side of the White Mountain, but the east side had cleared up after the snow.

Light and darkness blended together ingeniously on the top of the Rodinia Mountains.

Sophia stopped at the edge of the sea of ​​flowers, and cast a soft gaze on Sylph, who was standing barefoot under the ginkgo tree in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers.

Sylph's appearance was slightly different from the last time they met.

Except for the lack of pointed ears, she had almost all the characteristics of the elf royal family.

Compared with the last time they met, she was more elegant, more beautiful, and more elegant.

"Long time no see, you are still so beautiful." Sophia said softly, this sentence was her heartfelt admiration.

You can find Sylph's shortcomings from any angle, but there is no shortcoming in her feminine charm.

Sophia's eyes were fixed on the bare feet exposed under Sylph's long skirt, looking at her round ankles like jade, revealing a thoughtful expression.

"Love makes people beautiful. I thought it was a legend, but it seems to be true." Perhaps she was dissatisfied with Sophia's look, Sif's voice was slow and steady, as if she was chatting with a friend, but the content was somewhat unfriendly.

She was provocative.

Angelina clenched her fists.

If you have to find advantages from Sif to compare with Her Majesty Sophia, it must be her extraordinary beauty.

However, Queen Sophia is also beautiful, and Sif won this point, but not by much.

Sif won completely in love.

She has a lover who loves each other, while Sophia only has an ex-husband who is determined to make her uncomfortable.

Angelina sighed in her heart, and Her Majesty would definitely be angry and take action. Sif is taking advantage of her now, and she will definitely die ugly later.

However, Sophia's reaction was completely beyond her expectations.

Sophia smiled and nodded, "Yes, I didn't believe it before, but seeing your beautiful face and confidence from inside to outside, I believe it now."

Sif was stunned for a moment, and she looked at Sophia with complicated eyes.

She could feel that Sophia was not just being tough, but expressing her feelings from the bottom of her heart.

Without any hesitation, she held up the hem of her skirt and knelt down to Sophia.

"Sorry, I apologize for my disrespect just now."

Seeing Sif apologize, Angelina felt contempt. Are you afraid now? If you knew you were afraid, why were you so arrogant just now?

Just when Angelina was full of contempt for Sif, Sophia clapped her hands gently and praised Sif.

"You are very good, even beyond my expectations."

Sif's provocation was not without purpose. It was to disturb Sophia's mood and to explore Sophia's state of mind.

If Sophia was angry, her state of mind would still have loopholes.

If Sophia pretended to be calm, her loopholes would be even bigger.

However, she chatted with Sif calmly and frankly, as if she was telling someone else's story.

Sif instantly understood that the next person she would face was Sophia, who had no flaws.

The enemy had no flaws, but she was not panicked, and even apologized for her impoliteness.

She was certainly not afraid of Sophia, but expressed respect.

Looking at Sophia with a bit of joy on her lips, Sif's face was calm. She said softly: "If you need to rest, I can wait for a while."

Sophia shook her head, and her clear voice was a bit solemn, "No need, if there is no last words, let's start."

When Sif suggested that she could wait for Sophia to rest, Angelina had a better impression of her. Although this guy had a poisonous mouth, he was very graceful and actually gave Sophia time to rest.

Angelina looked at Sophia almost subconsciously.

The moment her eyes moved, she found that she was fooled.

How could Sif be so kind. Her words were still a test, and even the apology just now was probably a test.

Angelina was furious. She was ashamed of her carelessness and even more furious at Sif's shameless behavior.

The person Sif wanted to deceive was not the battle-hardened Sophia, but her, the audience.

Her eyes inadvertently betrayed Sophia's trump card.

In the battles of these days, Sophia consumed a lot of energy. Although she recovered her physical strength with the help of the snowstorm, she could not recover her mental strength.

Mental strength is a mysterious and unquantifiable existence.

Even if a person who is exhausted eats well and sleeps well, his condition will be very poor.

Sophia finally made herself look impeccable, but she was exposed because of her unintentional mistake.

This was the first time Sif really got the upper hand in a head-on confrontation since she stood on the opposite side of Sophia.

Thinking that this was her major mistake, Angelina wanted to stab herself twice.

Sophia slowly turned her head, her eyes fell softly on her face twisted by guilt.

"Angelina, don't blame yourself, but you must remember this lesson."

Angelina bit her lip and nodded vigorously.

She lowered her head and felt for the first time that Queen Sophia was not certain to win, and she did not even have the upper hand.

If Sophia was in full condition, if the duel was one-on-one, she believed that Sophia could have won without a doubt.

Perhaps because she blamed herself for the mistake, or because she found that there was still a gap between her and the highest stage, Angelina did not get hysterical or angry, but quietly walked aside and stood in the VIP viewing position.

As Sophia and Sif's verbal confrontation ended, Roland and others also appeared in their respective positions.

Roland's hearty voice resounded through the top of the mountain.

"Sophia, you are at the pinnacle of plane combat. A one-on-one duel is an insult to your strength, so I challenge you as a team of five."

Angelina almost got angry at Roland's words.

Is this still human language?

Normal people of the same level would feel humiliated and even ashamed to speak up if they were beaten by more than others. Roland, a shameless person, not only proposed it in a high-sounding way, but also so confidently, as if it was the truth in the world.

She was about to go up and taunt Roland, but suddenly thought of the loss she had suffered just now, and immediately fell silent.

In terms of debate, no one of ten of her could be Roland's opponent.

Going up to reason would only cause trouble for Sophia.

Angelina, who had already done a disservice once, decided to become a mute and not say a word.

Roland was slightly surprised by her silence.

Having just made a shameless declaration, he even cast a look of approval at Angelina.

Compared to Angelina who was captured in Vaal City, she has indeed grown up now.

Taking advantage of her lack of composure to verbally bombard Sophia and affect Sophia's condition, this was Roland and Sif's strategy just now.

In fact, Roland has been planning this final battle since the beginning of the war between the two camps.

He took advantage of the Holy Alliance's urgency to attack, constantly consuming the enemy's strength on the battlefield, and unbalancing the balance of power between the two sides.

Although many cities were lost on the battlefield, including Hansa, the temporary overseas capital, the exchange ratio between the two sides always favored the Free Alliance.

With the destruction of the Nubian Navy and the establishment of a maritime blockade, the Holy Alliance seemed to be in a good situation, but behind it was an increasingly long supply line, sharp domestic conflicts, and a constant consumption of human resources.

His plan finally came true.

Sophia had to personally take action to make up for the gap between the two sides on the frontal battlefield.

He did it.

But the cost was the bloodshed of hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the battlefield, the consumption of funds that almost emptied the treasury, and the sleeping ice sculpture of Christine.

He paid all the price he could in exchange for Sophia not being able to go up the mountain in full condition.

Facing Roland's bottomless challenge, Sophia's expression was calm, and there was even a bit of appreciation in her expression.

Her voice was a little softer, and she asked calmly: "Since the abolition of the Continental Treaty, everything you have done is for today's decisive battle?"

"No, earlier than that. It started since I assisted Sif in deciding to have a life and death duel with you."

Roland said frankly.

The matter has come to this, and there is nothing that cannot be admitted.

Sophia clapped her hands, nodded with satisfaction, and raised the corners of her lips in a beautiful arc.

Her smile was as if the glacier was melting and the winter sun was warming up. Even though Roland faced super beauties like Sif and Alina every day, he was deeply touched by the beauty of the melting glacier.

This is a completely different beauty from Sif.

At the moment when Roland's heartbeat accelerated slightly, Sophia suddenly said something that stunned him.

"Roland, I need you."

Wait, what expansion is this?

Sif clenched the spear in her hand with killing intent. Who can bear to poach someone in person?

Sophia ignored Sif's murderous intention and said softly: "No one in our country can have such a long-term plan, and no one even dares to think so. If you can accept the conditions and serve as the prime minister of our country for five years, both you and your lover can Preservation, other conditions can be negotiated.”

When Sophia smiled, Roland even wavered for a moment.

But the wavering lasted only for a moment.

Just as Sif wanted to sway Sophia through provocation, this was also her method.

Roland shook his head, raised the sage's scepter high, and a shield of holy light appeared in his free left hand, protecting the vital parts of his body.

Sophia sighed softly, put her hand on the hilt of the sword, and closed her eyes.

Sif scolded lightly, tapping her toes on the ground, her body floating across the sea of ​​flowers like a bolt of lightning, and the tip of her spear pointed at Sophia who closed her eyes.

Everything that needs to be said has been said, and now it’s time to speak with strength.

Seeing Sif take action, the happiest person was none other than Angelina.

Just do it.

Although she was a little more worried about Sophia, she still believed that Sophia had a better chance of winning.

If Christine is in a complete state and the Soul Blood Pentagram Formation is complete, Roland may still have the possibility of victory, but this is an incomplete formation.

Christine's life and soul cannot be integrated, and she can only provide ice attribute power.

Angelina couldn't help but laugh when she thought that this ice attribute power came from Sophia.

Roland, is this part of your plan?

Angelina looked around Baishan with her peripheral vision and saw many familiar and unfamiliar faces.

Those extraordinary beings who lived in seclusion, pretended to be dead, retired, and claimed not to participate in the battles on the mainland, came to the White Mountains unknowingly.

These hypocritical cowards.

This is what Angelina said about them.

Although Roland was cunning and shameless, he still chose to face Sophia directly.

He didn't even have the guts to confront Sophia. How can they survive the test of the day of return?

Angelina looked up at the sky and saw the moon that was becoming more and more conspicuous even during the day.

Referees, open your eyes and take a look. Those who passively avoid fighting should be sent off!

While complaining silently about Angelina, Sophia opened her eyes.

She drew her sword.

The moment she opened her eyes and drew her sword, the world seemed to lose its color.

Roland could only see black and white in front of his eyes, even the small red flowers and the central ginkgo tree all over the sea of ​​flowers were no exception.

Roland's heart froze and his breath froze.

He knew it was an illusion.

Only the strong in the God Realm can control the laws. Although Sophia is strong, she is not a god after all. She is only a seventh-level extraordinary person.

We are all the same!

Roland couldn't believe his eyes. He raised his shield and weighed whether to activate the divine protection.

In a flash, he made the right judgment.

Don't activate it.

It's not that he saw through that this was not a killer move, but he could only resist it.

If Sophia's sword-drawing style could make him use his trump card, there would be no need to fight later.

This is just her sword-drawing, without activating the extreme cold field. This is just a flat attack. He has no reason to use his ultimate move.

He must resist, and he can only resist.

The sword light is like snow, freezing time and space, and the snow-white color becomes the only light in the dark world.

The moment he saw the sword light, Roland's face changed slightly, and he activated the divine protection without hesitation.

The first sword light shattered the holy light shield in Roland's hand.

The second sword light shattered the spear in Sif's hand.

The third sword light cut off the fire bird magic summoned by Sif.

The fourth sword light shredded Alina's robe sleeves, causing her to spit out blood.

The countless sword lights that followed were all blocked by the divine blessing.

The crisp but unpleasant sound of the collision shook the entire valley, making the faces of the extraordinary people who were watching the show look particularly ugly.

Over the years, they were intimidated by Sophia's lethality. Some fled far away, some admitted their weakness, and some pretended to be dead, but they were not willing to give up.

Some of them practiced asceticism, some walked across the entire southern continent, and some tempered themselves in constant battles.

They all had a dream, to have the power to compete with Sophia on the day of return.

At least they had to rely on their skills to save their lives.

But Sophia's sword-drawing shattered their extravagant hopes.

They were making progress, but the gap with Sophia was getting bigger and bigger.

Among them, the one with the ugliest face was the psychic who looked like an old woman.

She wanted to kill Sophia when she was still at the eighth level, but she was defeated by Sophia and almost killed her in return.

If she hadn't been bluffing, she would have become a shame recorded in history.

It is rare for a level seven to defeat a level eight, and it is almost impossible to be killed in return.

She fled in a panic and went overseas. She refined a lot of vicious magic props and finally returned to Rodinia before the return day, just for revenge.

Sophia's sword-drawing style directly cut off her fantasy of revenge. She even wanted to escape, but a voice sounded in her heart.

"The return day has arrived. Those who enter the White Mountain are prohibited from leaving."

This soul voice sounded in the hearts of all level seven extraordinary people at almost the same time.

This is the rule from the God's Chosen Judge.

Some people looked up in horror and saw with horror that the companion moon was flying towards the ground at a super high speed.

If nothing unexpected happens, the companion moon will come in a short time.

Some people regretted it, and some people were very smart and chose to leave before the God's Chosen Judge came.

At least three extraordinary people fled along the road into the mountain.

They looked a little embarrassed, and then they fell down screaming when they were about to leave Baishan.

It is forbidden to leave Baishan, this is the rule.

Whoever breaks the rules will die.

The power of the referee comes from the gods, the laws controlled by the referee come from the origin of the universe, and the referee's words are everything.

Disobeying the referee's arrangement will result in a red card expulsion.

The other extraordinary people were trembling, but Roland and Sophia looked at each other coldly.

Sophia did not rush to attack for the second time.

She narrowed her eyes to hide her surprise.

People always think that she is the incarnation of winter, so she is best at controlling ice, but they don't know that the secret of winter is destruction and killing.

She has already integrated winter into her sword moves.

As long as she attacks, it makes no difference whether there is an extreme cold field.

Under winter, everything withers.

Her sword drawing is both a starting move and a killing move.

Sophia's personality is arrogant, but her fighting method is not.

As long as the battle begins, she will use the most economical way to solve the opponent.

She took advantage of Roland's blind spot in thinking, thinking that no one would start with a big move and would not immediately activate the divine protection.

Her mental energy consumption was huge, and she could no longer support her to practice the extreme cold field and swordsmanship at the same time.

So she had to fight with poor thinking.

People thought she was a brainless and reckless person, but this was just prejudice.

However, this attack was accurately judged by Roland and blocked.

Sophia's surprise was clearly captured by Roland.

Roland did not breathe a sigh of relief, but he could finally put down his inner uneasiness.

Sophia is a human after all, not a fairy. She can also get tired and can be defeated.

Roland's confidence increased greatly, and he summoned the Holy Light Shield again.

Sif took out the spare golden gun, Lisa summoned the fire phoenix again, and Alina didn't bother to pay attention to the chopped sleeves. She took out a huge crystal ball from her chest, her eyes were firm, and she muttered something.

The only one who didn't move was Christine.

She was unconscious and slept quietly in the ice sculpture.

The battlefield was so tense that no one noticed that her frozen ice sculpture was melting quietly, and the water that wrapped the saint was flowing all over the ground.

Sophia was stunned for a moment, and soon returned to normal.

Since one sword can't kill, then use more swords!

The sword light flashed again, and the originally gray world gradually regained its color.

This sword slashed down, and countless rose petals floated in the sky.

Sif was stunned. This was clearly her sea of ​​flowers, why was there someone else dancing?

She was the queen of the elves, and no one could snatch it away.

Sif inserted the golden spear into the ground, stepped on the sea of ​​flowers barefoot, and flew in the sea of ​​flowers like a dancing butterfly.

Every petal was caught accurately by her and held in her palm.

She didn't like wild flowers outside, not even roses.

This was her sea of ​​flowers. Unless the wild flowers outside became her collection, they would wither.

The wind rose and the flowers fell.

Countless petals became the embellishment of Sif's palm.

The rose thorns pierced her delicate skin.

She knew that this was not a rose thorn, but another form of sword energy.

The lethality may not be strong, but the penetration is amazing.

The pain came from the palm of her hand, almost making her faint, but she did not retreat at all.

Sif stomped hard, and the sea of ​​flowers began to tremble.

Where Sophia stepped, the delicate flowers instantly turned into thorns and vines.

It was like a branch stretched out from the void, holding Sophia's legs tightly.

This was the first time Sophia was controlled.

Lisa, who had just summoned the fire phoenix, showed an ecstatic expression when she saw this scene, and released the fire phoenix without hesitation.

This magic can transform the fire element into a phoenix. It takes a long time to charge, but it is extremely lethal.

"Boom!"

The fire phoenix flew towards Sophia's cheek, and Sophia, whose feet were entangled by vines, had to dodge urgently.

Her waist was bent back 90 degrees to avoid this fatal blow.

Alina was not good at frontal combat. She kept blessing Roland and others, hiding behind and doing bad things secretly.

The transparent crystal ball in her hand gradually turned black, which was a characteristic of the overdrawn power of destiny.

She also fought hard.

If she lost, she would die, so she naturally didn't care about the backlash of the power of destiny.

The only one who didn't move was Christine.

She lay quietly in the ice sculpture, but the water under her feet was getting more and more.

Looking at the killing moves flying from all directions, Angelina's hands trembled nervously, her throat was dry, but she couldn't help at all.

She was really worried. Sophia didn't kill Roland in one move. What followed was a war of attrition.

Can Sophia, who had already consumed too much, really hold on?

Facing Roland and others' killing moves, Sophia was not panicked at all. She opened her red lips lightly, and her voice was as gentle as the whistling cold wind.

"Ice, listen to my command!"

She was still a little arrogant after all, and couldn't kill Roland and others with sword moves.

Since the sword blade didn't work, she would summon ice.

Her eyes were cast on Christine, who had turned into an ice sculpture.

The ice she summoned was wrapping the Holy Maiden of Light.

The ice wall shattered, and Christine, who maintained the posture before "death", broke through the ice and lay upright in the sea of ​​flowers, her life or death unknown.

Countless ice flew towards Sophia, but the accumulated water under Christine's feet did not obey the call and flew away.

That was water, the awakened ice.

Blood oozed from the corners of Sophia's lips, and she let out a long breath, revealing a relaxed expression.

She summoned ice to forcibly break the soul-blood connection, making the pentagram array under Roland's feet incomplete.

She won.

Although the victory was not so beautiful, and she did not forcibly shatter the damn array, but winning is winning.

Sophia closed her eyes again.

Before she drew her sword, there was only murderous intent in her voice.

"Roland, I gave you a chance, but you gave up on your own."

"Break!"

With a light shout, the dazzling sword light cut through the sky, and almost everyone retreated in embarrassment in the dazzling white light.

Except for Roland's five-member team.

Sif opened her arms, and the magic mirror appeared out of thin air, reflecting white light.

Sophia's body shook, and she suddenly opened her eyes, and confusion appeared in her eyes for the first time.

This sword slashed down, even a small mountain could be split.

With such an indestructible power, why couldn't he kill Roland who was broken by the array?

She felt powerless, staring at Roland, and couldn't help asking: "Why can't I kill you even if I break the formation? Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. I can't stop you from breaking the formation, but you didn't break the formation."

Roland clapped his hands and moved aside.

Sif and Alina also made way.

In an inconspicuous corner of the flower sea, where the ice sculptures were placed just now, at the water attribute array center of the soul-blood pentagram array, the "corpse" lying on the ground slowly stood up and opened his eyes.

The milky white light enveloped the whole body, and the injured face and chest of the saint were completely restored, but the holy marks were emitting a dazzling brilliance.

"Sophia, it is your water element that prevents you from breaking the formation."

Christine raised her arms, and holy water gushed out from her palms and kept flowing.

Her face was as holy as an angel.