In the Name of the Queen

If I can't cure Sophia, can't I cure you two little things?

The Judge was full of energy and picked up the long-handled sickle.

He even saw the hope of survival.

Defeat Roland and Sif with a perfect posture, and then hold them hostage to force Sophia to accept the peace agreement.

These three plague gods are outsiders after all, and they will always leave.

As long as he survives, he can continue to be domineering in the netherworld, ugh, serving the free people.

Survive!

The desire to survive is indeed the strongest desire. Driven by the strong desire to survive, the Judge fought the most exciting battle of his life.

Even with Sophia's picky eyes, he was slightly appreciative of his performance.

Sophia looked at the aggressive Judge and Roland and Sif who were at a disadvantage, and coldly issued a death sentence.

"Kill him."

In the Sea of ​​Annihilation, Roland and Sif's souls connected, and they were no longer distinguishable from each other.

This kind of complete connection of souls is rare, and it greatly improves Roland's soul toughness and mental strength.

Now Roland will not be afraid of the goddess who descended, and can face it calmly.

Of course, whether he can beat her is another matter.

The judge is just standing at the peak of the holy domain, so he can't shake Roland.

Roland's power has not yet reached its peak, but Sif, who has picked up all the soul fragments, has already recovered the heyday of the third era.

Now she has the advantages of the two peak races of elves and humans. She has the affinity of elves for nature and magic and the creativity of humans, and her combat power is even higher than Roland.

Roland and Sif are not inferior to the judge even if they fight alone. Now they are naturally in an all-round advantage in two against one.

After receiving Sophia's execution order, Roland gave up the idea of ​​using the judge as a sandbag to practice his skills and attacked with all his strength.

The holy light shone, illuminating the entire nether prison into a bright place.

When the fleeing people of the Nether Prison saw the holy light coming from behind, they subconsciously thought that it was the messenger sent by the Goddess of Light. They were so scared that their faces turned pale and they ran away without a trace.

Everyone was running wildly.

Their goal was not to outrun the messenger of light, but to outrun the slower fellow Nether Prison people.

It was a very simple idea to escape, rather than to kill others.

The deserted Nether Prison City was now like an empty city.

Roland did not have to worry about accidentally injuring too many innocent people, so he did not hold back and let the holy light devour the entire battlefield.

The holy light shone on the Judge, and his skin sizzled.

After all, the Judge had negative attributes, and it was very uncomfortable to be illuminated by the holy light. The holy energy collided violently with the negative attributes in his body. The piercing pain made him scream, and the sickle in his hand began to tremble.

The originally impeccable attack turned into a farce-like swing.

Once the first opportunity was lost, his only advantage of the first move was gone.

At the moment Roland made his move, Sif, who was spiritually connected to Roland, also made his move.

A phantom of a golden ginkgo tree fell from the sky and landed behind her.

This was her natal ginkgo tree that she watered with blood. Although the main body could not travel through space and descend, part of its power was bound to Sif herself and could be summoned at any time.

The stronger the ancient tree controller, the more power the summoned ancient tree phantom retained.

Given the difference in power between Sif and the ginkgo tree, the summoned phantom had at least 70% to 80% of its functions.

The golden ginkgo tree opened its crown, and countless tree species fell.

The gloomy netherworld was illuminated by the holy light, and the ancient tree opened the umbrella of life, and then sprinkled flowers all over the ground.

If an uninformed person came here, he might think it was some kind of paradise on earth.

Seeing this scene, the judge's face changed.

"You, are you that elf?!"

He remembered the poor elf he had seen countless years ago. Her feet were cut off and there was no time to reattach them. She could only hold her feet and use energy to condense her feet, which were not very useful, and run barefoot.

At that time, he was not a judge, but a little brother summoned by the previous judge to help chase and intercept.

So many years have passed, and the elf's sad face and desperate expression are still vivid.

He didn't recognize Sif before, mainly because her temperament was completely different, and he didn't expect that the unlucky guy who rushed into the Sea of ​​Annihilation hundreds of millions of years ago could come out alive.

Faced with this miracle that broke his cognition, his heart was trembling.

He had a vague ominous premonition that today might be his last moment.

He was unwilling, why? !

Among the judges of the Nether Prison, he cared about everyone the most, had the best popularity, and was the least likely to offend people.

Roland came secretly, and he pretended not to see it; Sophia came openly, and he also pretended not to see it.

He was afraid of having an encounter with these passing monsters.

He tried his best to eliminate hatred and did everything he could to ensure safety, but something still happened.

The Judge was angry, unwilling, and desperate.

Even if Roland and Sif were defeated, what would happen? Sophia was like a mountain with no top, lying there.

Although his mentality exploded, the Judge was a super master after all. He had seen too many storms and adjusted quickly in the face of danger, and the sickle slashed towards Sif again.

This time his target was not Roland and Sif, but the summoned ancient trees and sea of ​​flowers.

People can run with long legs, but the sea of ​​flowers and ancient trees can't run.

The sickle crossed the sky and split the space. A deep gully appeared in the air. Even Roland and Sif were unwilling to take this knife head-on.

The shadow of the ancient tree swayed, and the Judge smiled at the corner of his lips.

No matter how solid the fortress is, as long as a hole is blasted, the flaws can be infinitely expanded.

The ginkgo tree is indeed strong, but what appears here is a phantom after all, with only attacking ability but insufficient defense.

He guessed correctly. The moment the sickle hit the ginkgo tree, the phantom of the ginkgo tree just shook slightly and dissipated.

Dissipated? !

The judge's eyes widened and cold sweat broke out. He knew he was fooled.

This is a scam.

There is no such thing as a phantom of the ginkgo tree. It is clearly an illusion and does not exist.

As he expected, this is indeed a scam.

Sif also knew that the phantom of the ginkgo tree is less than one-tenth of the strength of the real body. If she summoned it by force, she would have to do her best to protect the tree, but would fall into a passive position.

As long as you don't summon the real ginkgo tree, it won't be cut down.

Solve the problem from the source.

Sif is no longer the innocent and ignorant girl she was back then. She is sometimes more cunning than Roland now.

Although she has a beautiful face that is harmless to people and animals, it is normal for anyone to be fooled if they really think she is a fool.

The Judge's full-powered attack was deceived by a simple illusion, and his momentum was lost by more than half, and his physical strength and energy consumption were even more serious.

Although he was still fighting hard, the outcome was already determined.

Sophia, floating in the air, stared at this already boring battle, thinking.

It seemed that she didn't need to take out the teaching video she had recorded for Roland.

Although Roland's absolute power was far inferior to him, his cooperation with Sif was very perfect. The two guys' fighting methods were very flexible, and the Judge was no match at all.

If it weren't for the home battle, the Judge would have been defeated long ago.

Seeing that the battle situation did not change, Sophia's eyes drifted to the sky.

The Land of Death is divided into three layers.

The Sea of ​​Annihilation is the real land of death. There is nothing, and there are no powerful guards. This is real death.

The Nether Prison is a place of exile. Although the people here are alive, they are no different from being dead. This is a death without hope.

Compared with them, the Underworld is the land of death that people usually know.

Every dying person will be led to the Underworld.

Most creatures have only one life, and after entering the underworld, their souls will be used as the cornerstone of the underworld and cannot enter reincarnation.

Only when the soul is strong enough or lucky enough can it cross the Styx and enter the real underworld.

There are various places of judgment and atonement in the underworld.

The lucky souls who are chosen to enter reincarnation will atone for their sins here before they can return to the human world.

Reincarnation in the underworld is definitely not a pleasant experience.

In order to make the reincarnated creatures forget this purgatory-like experience, they will be drunk into the Forgotten River and forget the miserable world they experienced in the underworld.

Sophia didn't understand why she knew this, but she just knew it.

She stayed in the underworld for a long time, so long that Judica, the real ruler of the underworld, noticed that something was wrong and even arranged to intercept it calmly.

But this didn't bother her.

Problems that can be solved by fighting can't really bother Sophia.

She even looked forward to this battle.

The Queen of the Underworld is different from those false gods. She is a native god of the Underworld and is in charge of all affairs of the Underworld.

The God of Death is the nominal ruler of the Underworld, but he is already a dominant god and cannot return to his hometown. Since he became the ruler, his wife, the Queen of the Underworld, Judica, has been the boss of the Underworld.

It is easy to imagine how difficult it is to defeat a real god at home.

If I had better luck, it would be better if it was not the Queen of the Underworld who blocked me from above.

Sophia thought silently.

She was silent for a moment, and then clenched her hands fiercely.

How could she have such a cowardly idea? Did she think that she was not as good as the Queen of the Underworld?

Sophia frowned slightly, and saw from the corner of her eye that Roland was constantly consuming the defense of the Judge, and she snorted impatiently:

"Don't waste time!"

Sophia's words were orders, and Roland and Sif instantly sped up, and the sword and spear were combined, and the battle situation changed instantly.

After Roland and Sif became fierce, the Judge had no power to resist and was soon stabbed repeatedly.

He retreated continuously, roaring like a wounded beast. After his arms were cut off, he knew the final moment was coming, and he laughed wildly and roared loudly:

"You have no idea what is waiting for you in the underworld. I'm waiting for you in the Styx!"

"I still have a chance to reincarnate, but your end is complete death!"

"Hahaha, ah!"

The hysteria of the Judge ended with a headshot from Sif.

"Too noisy."

Sif said lightly, removing the Judge's head with a spear and throwing it aside.

There was no need to finish off the Judge, because the Judge's equipment was scattered all over the floor.

After asking Sophia with his eyes and getting a positive answer, Roland and Sif happily looted the bag, sweeping away the wealth accumulated by the Judge over the years.

Looking at the two little locusts, Sophia's lips slightly raised, and she smiled and teased:

"Since you want to rob, how can you only rob this little bit? Go for the big one."

Roland and Sif looked up at the same time. The Judge fell, and there was a bigger fish?

Sophia pointed to the Hell City below and said with a smile: "Since they have given up the city, according to convention, this city is our spoils of war."

"You know what to do, right?"

Sophia looked at the rings worn by Roland and Sif from the corner of her eye and said softly: "There is a huge space hidden inside the violet and ice crystal blue rings, go."

Her gaze made Sif feel a little scared, so she quickly said goodbye and went to search for things.

For some reason, Sophia's gaze became more and more strange, which made her a little scared.

The looting lasted for seven days.

During this period, some residents of the Hell returned, but after seeing the head of the Judge hanging at the city gate, they left the city tactfully.

They were wailing that their wealth was looted, but there was nothing they could do.

Although being robbed was painful, no one was blind enough to jump out to defend their property.

Money can be earned if it is lost, but life is gone for real.

Besides, the Hell City is so big, it doesn't necessarily mean that they have to loot my city, right?

Most people were waiting silently with a fluke mentality.

When the Hell people were about to collapse, the three disaster stars finally left.

After confirming that they had left, the Hell people returned to the city with sad faces and counted their losses.

"My money is all gone!"

"My treasured treasures, ah ah ah!"

"No, my wine, that is the best red wine!"

"Ah, my library, there is not a single book left, not a single one left for me!"

Amid crying and roaring, the Hell's strong men finally understood what kind of enemy they were facing.

Take everything you can, leave nothing behind.

They are just a bunch of bandits!

When the people of Hell cursed Roland and others angrily, the three bandits had already crossed Hell and arrived at the entrance to the underworld.

They did not rush to break through, but spent a few days to count their gains and review the previous series of battles.

Sophia's teaching film finally came in handy.

Roland was fascinated by it.

In his opinion, although Sophia was only simulating the power of light and could not control the real light, she still showed artistic fighting skills.

He did not hesitate to praise Sophia, making her feel a little flattered.

"Stop flattering me, learn quickly, there will be a battle later."

Roland was immersed in learning, Sif looked at the image in the crystal ball with some envy, bit her lip and looked at Sophia timidly, stammering and begging:

"Sophia, can you simulate the power of nature?"

Sophia almost fell from the air, she looked at Sif in astonishment, and asked:

"What did you call me just now?"

"Of course it's sister."

Sif muttered softly: "You can't call me auntie."

Sophia's fist hardened.

Sif has a special magic, and can always find a way to make her blush and warm accurately.

She took a deep breath and said coldly: "I just accept it. Forget it, I am older than you and stronger than you, so it is not too much for you to call me sister."

"Although you have bad intentions, you can't call me sister in vain. I have fought with the first generation of elf kings and have a little understanding of the power of nature. Watch out."

Sophia opened her arms, and the sky suddenly turned dark green.

The past is like the wind, floating in her mind.

The power of nature is actually not complicated, but many elves simply think that the power of nature must be linked to the forest.

How many existences in this world have nothing to do with nature?

The power of nature is not as simple as you think. (End of this chapter)