In the Name of the Queen

The damned woman finally left!

The Judge still had a way. He was worthy of being the most powerful man in the Netherworld. He could persuade Sophia to leave.

Did he?

The old customers of the bar returned to their familiar seats, ordered strong drinks and started talking.

However, the boss Cook, who should be the happiest, couldn't laugh.

Did he really persuade her to leave? He was a little skeptical.

Thinking of Sophia's superb methods, Cook still shuddered.

The clear water flames dancing in his palms were a picture he would never forget in his life.

It was extremely beautiful and very scary.

Although the Judge was powerful, Cook could understand his methods, which were too different from Sophia's.

But no matter what, it was good that the matter was resolved.

Cook's eyes suddenly widened, and the bottle of wine he had just held in his hand slipped from his palm, and he was dumbfounded.

Even if a ghost stood in front of him, he would not be so surprised.

After all, strictly speaking, the residents of the Netherworld have died at least once, and they are all souls.

However, it was Sophia who was standing at the door.

Why did this nightmare-like and terrifying woman come again? Didn't the judge announce that her problem had been solved? Is this considered a solution?

Before he could complain, Cook went up to her with a sad face.

"Ms. Sophia, are you here to take care of the business of the store?"

"Yes." Sophia nodded calmly.

Cook didn't even have the strength to cry. He didn't faint because there was a chill on his back.

Just when he thought Sophia was going to blackmail him again, a bag of gold coins was thrown on the bar.

"Give me the best wine, it must be an old red wine."

Cook was stunned for several seconds before waking up, and quickly put on a flattering smile, "You are too polite, if it's just a few bottles of wine, I will treat you."

"Why, do I look like someone who buys things without paying?" Sophia frowned slightly.

This sentence made Cook blush instantly. If he couldn't beat her, Cook really wanted to fight her to the death.

Damn, she just blackmailed him a few days ago, and now she is playing this trick?

Although he was furious, he didn't dare to refute at all.

Those with bigger fists have absolute say, and Sophia's fists are obviously bigger.

He opened the closet behind him dejectedly, used a slightly rusty key to open the secret compartment inside, and took out the wine that he had treasured for many years with great heartache.

Looking at his tangled and painful expression, Sophia knew that this old man had not hidden anything, nodded with satisfaction, asked Cook to find a box to pack it for her, and then picked up the box and left.

Except that the money was not from a legitimate source, it looked like a normal shopping trip.

Cook breathed a sigh of relief and carefully opened the bag of gold coins. He was shocked to find that this bag was a purse used by the Judge to hold money.

The purse was special in style, and there was a dagger logo on the seal.

Cook's face changed slightly, and he quickly opened the purse, rubbed it and threw it into the trash can in the corner.

He finally understood how the Judge solved Sophia's problem.

Spend money to avoid disaster.

At this moment, the halo of the Judge was shattered, and there was no more majesty.

Cook guessed correctly, the judge did spend money to avoid disaster.

That day, he asked Sophia to go to the wilderness outside the city on the pretext of not destroying the city, and then knelt down in a second, and asked in the most hard tone to spend money to avoid disaster.

Facing the knowledgeable and interesting judge, Sophia did not embarrass him, and only made three requests.

First, she has the freedom of movement in the Nether Prison.

How dare the judge disobey and decisively agree.

Second, she has the freedom to shop in the Nether Prison.

The judge was sweating profusely and was forced to agree.

The judge was only a strong man respected and recognized by all forces in the Nether Prison, and did not have jurisdiction. Of course, he was not qualified to let others provide free goods to Sophia.

The so-called shopping freedom is to give money.

After Sophia reported a terrible number, the judge looked ashen and wanted to take action countless times, but every time he clenched his fist, the terrifying scene of the Sea of ​​Annihilation appeared in front of his eyes, and finally chose to give up.

Isn't it just shopping freedom? Give it!

Third, she wants the authority to access all the information in the Nether Prison.

The Judge couldn't decide this, but he promised to persuade all forces in the Nether Prison to accept it.

Sophia gave him three days, and today was the last day.

The red wine smelled pleasant. Sophia, sitting on a high ridge in the wilderness outside the city, drank alone, enjoying the mellow red wine with a unique flavor, waiting for the result.

The wind started, and footsteps gradually approached.

The answer she wanted came.

The Judge didn't come, but many people came.

There were at least seventy or eighty of them. Although I was too lazy to look carefully, those who dared to participate in the encirclement and suppression had at least the amazing strength of the third rank. It was not easy for Roland to kill them alone.

Of course, from Sophia's critical eyes, these people had no potential to surpass Roland.

In time, it was not impossible for Roland to single-handedly kill these idiots.

All he needed was time.

Sophia imagined a template of Roland's full growth in her mind, and simulated the portraits of the Nether Prison's strong men. She helped Roland complete a single-handed brush in her mind, and suddenly she felt a little bored.

The Nether Prison was somewhat unworthy of its name.

Or maybe people have some misunderstandings about these exiles.

They are indeed strong men in the original plane, but not the strongest, otherwise the exiles would be their enemies.

Those who failed in the struggle of the material plane were exiled to the second layer of the Land of Death and could never escape. In the end, they are just a group of stronger prisoners.

As long as we put aside the stereotype that the Netherworld is extremely scary, what are their outstanding qualities?

Sophia's lips slightly raised, and she continued to taste the wine, not taking the people who formed the encirclement seriously at all.

Her confidence came not only from herself, but also from Sif.

Sif's strength back then was far less than hers now, but she could fight her way out of the Nether Prison and head straight to the Sea of ​​Annihilation, which shows the true strength of the Nether Prison.

If she was really strong, she would not be locked up in the big cell in the Land of Death.

The gate of the Nether Prison was right there, but they didn't even have the courage to leave. Obviously, they were not even the opponent of the army of the Underworld.

After all, the Underworld was backed by the God of Death, and the Queen of the Underworld controlled the shores of the Styx. Countless creatures in the material plane entered the Underworld as souls and became resources for the Underworld.

There were limited places for reincarnation, so where could the souls that could not reincarnate go? Of course, they turned themselves into bricks to build the Underworld.

Sophia was warlike, but not reckless.

In the Underworld, she always kept back, not too arrogant, and would not cross the Styx to provoke the Queen of the Underworld, Judica.

But the Nether Prison was different.

Sif, who fled in a panic in the past, could be killed, so what is there to be afraid of?

Sophia\u003e Sif\u003e Hell.

Inequality is conductive, so she will definitely win.

Seeing Sophia so arrogant, the Hell people who originally wanted to discuss it properly were furious. They looked at each other, and finally an old man stepped out of the crowd and snorted to remind Sophia to pay attention.

"Ms. Sophia, do you think you can defeat all the strong men in Hell by yourself, or even kill us all?"

Sophia glanced at the old man with her peripheral vision, pondered for a moment, and nodded seriously.

Although it is a bit difficult, it can be done.

The old man's wrinkled face flushed instantly.

He wanted to establish a negotiation advantage through the rhetoric of "No matter how strong you are, can you beat so many people?" and then strive for a decent compromise, but he didn't expect Sophia to play by the rules at all and didn't treat him as a human being.

The old man's anger froze in the air, and he was a little at a loss for a while.

He wanted to issue an order to attack together, but he didn't dare to.

Just as he was hesitating, a shadow came from behind him, his voice hoarse and low.

"Even if the gods come, they dare not be so arrogant in the free land. I..."

"Come together, I am not interested in the names of dead people." Sophia still shook the goblet, her eyes fell on the scarlet wine, as if she was telling a trivial matter.

Having said that, if she doesn't take action, she will be in trouble.

The shadow shouted angrily and took the lead in charging.

A huge black sickle came to his hand, shining with a dark light, and it slashed towards Sophia's slender and white neck like a swan as fast as lightning.

The moment he took action, magic, arrows, flying knives, guns, and swords were launched almost at the same time, sealing off every inch of space around Sophia.

They had practiced several times before coming, and the target of the practice was of course the judge who was shrinking and dared not go up by himself.

Under the siege of the crowd, the judge was beaten and fled with his head in his hands after a little resistance.

Even if Sophia is stronger than the Judge, we are all below the God Realm, how much stronger can she be?

If we all attack together, can she kill us all before she is exhausted?

Facing this trap, Sophia sighed and put down the goblet, took out a crystal ball, and threw it into the sky.

A sharp-eyed Hell Warrior in the crowd recognized the crystal ball and exclaimed:

"This is the crystal ball of the Soros family, it is used for recording!"

Recording?

Everyone in the siege was a little confused. Can the crystal ball used for recording break the siege?

Of course not, but it can record the battlefield situation.

If this boring battle can't even play the role of a teaching film, it would be a bit ridiculous.

Sophia thought silently.

She didn't draw her sword, but picked up a branch broken off from a giant tree outside the city.

The size and thickness of this branch are almost the same as Roland's scepter, which is very suitable for simulating Roland's fighting style.

She didn't use the power of destruction, but sacrificed the power of light that she had comprehended after observing Roland these days.

Although she was full of disgust towards the goddess of light, Tiya, light was not a disgusting power.

In fact, the attributes of the power of light were very comprehensive, covering many functions such as attack, defense, enhancement, treatment, and resurrection. Mastering light will make life not dark.

This is not a religious brainwashing, but the truth.

The power of destruction is good at attacking and weakening, and the power of rebirth is good at defense, assistance, and resurrection. The combination of the two can perfectly realize the effect of the power of light.

It is precisely because the power of light is so comprehensive that she would believe that Roland has infinite potential and would look down on Tiya even more.

Mastering the supreme power, but becoming a slave, it is sad and lamentable.

Let this light illuminate the hopeless Hell.

Tiya, Roland, watch out, this is how the power of light is used.

[Illumination]

The milky white light surged from the palm of the hand and instantly filled the entire space.

After all, the Hell is a place of death. Although there are many talents here, there are no people who are proficient in positive attribute power.

The holy light illuminated the Hell and blinded the eyes of many besiegers, making them instantly disabled and unable to see anything.

The strong men in the Nether Prison usually only see weak light and have poor adaptability to strong light.

But because the Nether Prison usually only sees weak light, they don't rely much on their eyesight. They recover quickly from the chaos after a moment of shock and attack again.

Countless long-range projectiles and swords hit Sophia almost at the same time.

A translucent milky white light shield appears, wrapping Sophia in it.

Three pairs of light wings spread out behind her, like an angel descending.

The moment they saw the three pairs of light wings, many strong men's hearts trembled.

At least half of the exiles in this hell were exiled because they offended the goddess of light, Tia. Seeing the light coming was like seeing a ghost.

This moment of surprise made the perfect coordination that had been rehearsed become a tactic of adding fuel to the fire.

If the power of destruction was used, it would not be so troublesome, but she was now using the power of light, which she was not familiar with, to record a teaching film for Roland, so she still had to pay attention to skills.

Of course, Sophia would not miss this fleeting opportunity. The branch lightly hit the edge of the helmet of the heavy armored warrior who rushed to the front.

The heavy armored warrior was wrapped in black heavy armor, which was basically immune to all kinds of direct damage for a short period of time and was almost invincible.

So he rushed to the front and sent the fastest.

Of course, it was a dream to use a branch to knock the heavy armor to pieces, but Sophia was not so stopped by the can.

When the branch hit the brain, the holy light flashed violently, and the shocking power penetrated the armor, shaking the brain of the heavy armored warrior directly into a paste, and brain death on the spot.

The fall of the heavy-armored warriors made the surrounding warriors who followed the charge at a loss.

The strongest warrior fell, so what else should they do?

They originally followed the heavy-armored warriors to take advantage, but they didn't expect to face terrible monsters, and their high morale collapsed instantly.

They had to think seriously about a question.

Can Sophia really kill them all?

The answer is of course yes.

If she hadn't recorded a relatively easy-to-understand teaching film for Roland, she would have killed everyone long ago.

Although she was much more restrained, she was no longer on the same level as these unfortunate guys.

Perhaps they thought that everyone was below the God Realm, and the difference would not be too big.

However, they didn't know that Sophia had already embarked on a completely different path.

She could still be deified without ascending to the God Realm.

They were facing Sophia who was half a step away from being deified, and they were facing the ultimate version of Sophia who had touched the shackles.

Even if Tia came in person, she would not be Sophia's opponent without external force.

This was not a battle, but a simple killing teaching.

When the loss of personnel exceeded one-third, the besiegers finally realized that something was wrong.

The remaining people finally couldn't help but beg Sophia for mercy.

Facing their wailing, Sophia stopped slightly and asked in a deep voice: "Who knows the Sea of ​​Annihilation?"

Everyone looked at each other, they didn't understand why this killer asked about the Sea of ​​Annihilation.

Just when they didn't know how to answer, Sophia already knew the answer.

If they don't even know the most important secret, what's the use of this bunch of trash?

Since they are useless, then die.

The residents of the Hell have died once or even twice, and it doesn't matter if they die once more.

Sophia raised the scepter, and the holy light became stronger.

Just as she was about to use the group skill to clear the field, someone finally couldn't help but howl.

"The Land Forsaken by God! The Sea of ​​Annihilation is the Land Forsaken by God!"

Sophia's killing intent stopped abruptly when she was about to tear him apart, and her eyes turned cold.

"How much do you know, tell me!" (End of this chapter)