The villain queen eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and won't let me lie down?

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, the Nightless Empress's magic had advanced again, becoming increasingly incomprehensible to him.

"I have returned!"

The Nightless Empress paused again, tearing through space to return to the main plane.

On the battlefield where hundreds of thousands were fighting, there was a beauty of peerless grace, reigning over the world.

She looked just as she had when she left, without any injuries, but her eyes were brighter and clearer than ever before.

Immediately, Roger appeared beside her.

The Imperials and Beastmen fighting on the battlefield temporarily halted their movements, staring blankly at the two people in the sky.

"Your Majesty, long live the Empress!"

"Young Master Charles is amazing!"

The Imperials cheered, their morale soaring.

Their Empress had returned, and their lives were saved!

The Imperials had long instinctively believed that as long as the Empress was there, the Empire would surely win.

The Beastmen, on the other hand, were looking for their Princess Agave, wanting an explanation.

Wasn't it said that the Nightless Empress had been exiled, and they could attack freely?

But the Nightless Empress had returned, and not alone, but with a young man no one recognized.

They couldn't even handle one, and now they get one free, how were they supposed to fight?

"Roger Charles... Damn it, this bastard dares to appear before me, but I don't dare to attack him to avenge Little Qiao!"

Old Josda recognized Roger, but with the Nightless Empress beside him, how could he step forward?

In fact, he was even preparing to slip away.

Roger was still adapting to the spatial shift, a little slow to react, when he suddenly noticed the Nightless Empress turning to look at him.

Her gaze was filled with gratitude and comfort.

Thank you for chasing into the realm of inner demons without hesitation, thank you for enduring countless deaths, thank you for remembering what I said, and finally waking me from that endless nightmare.

And I am comforted that you are no longer the useless younger brother I first met, and have finally embarked on your own heroic path.

I will make this world sing your name.

The Nightless Empress smiled and reached out to Roger: "Roger, do you want to experience invincibility?"

This little brat dared to take advantage of me, I have to get it back!

But there were too many people watching at this time, and hugging was a bit inappropriate, but holding hands should be fine, right?

Roger was stunned, but there was no reason to refuse the meat that was offered.

He grabbed her hand without hesitation, and then felt magic power wider than the ocean, seemingly without limit, being used entirely for his own benefit at this moment.

[How powerful! Your Majesty's strength, I'm afraid even a modifier can't modify it, it's directly overflowing!]

Having super strength for the first time since crossing over, Roger raised his hand, and a net of magic energy covered Tassica, who was preparing to slip away quietly.

Old Josda: ???

Why am I the one who's hurt?

Don't come over here, I'm just passing by, really just passing by!

Chapter 87: Roger, the "New Generation Powerhouse"

In fact, Roger had been eyeing this Princess Agave for a long time.

Even if there were points he hadn't figured out before, the long time in the realm of inner demons was enough for him to think them through.

In the game's plot, Tassica was a devout follower of the Goddess of War, organizing an elite Beastmen alliance to provide considerable assistance to the Heavenly Light Army from the rear.

But from beginning to end, this princess was a mascot-like existence, with not much combat power herself.

The princess on the dragon's back was even said to be a gift from the Goddess of War, giving her followers something to live for.

But arranging a strengthening formation to release the Eris Maggots, that must be something only a legendary-level professional can do.

Roger remembered this point quite clearly.

Because in the first playthrough, when he received the task of using Eris Maggots to cover the retreat, he found that to complete the task, legendary level or above was a hard requirement.

This forced him, who had been skipping classes, to go and grind levels specifically, and he was disgusted by this task.

So in this situation now, Roger had ample reason to suspect that the Princess Agave of this world had been transformed by the Goddess of War, or that a powerful angel or similar had descended into her body.

The pig farm's stimulation of that little bitch should still be quite strong, it would be strange if she didn't prepare a backup plan.

Combining this with the Beastmen tribes' previous reactions, Roger was more inclined to believe that a powerhouse had descended.

Because based on the personality shown by Princess Agave in the game, she wouldn't abandon her troops and flee when faced with danger.

Previously, driving a tiger to devour a wolf, using the Rommel Legion to eliminate the upper echelons of the Beastmen tribes, and then using those upper echelons as bait to lure the Rommel Legion into a trap, this kind of ruthless tactic was also full of the style of the Goddess of War.

So after obtaining the cheat called "Nightless Empress", Roger immediately locked onto this Princess Agave.

A "spatial exile" cut off the possibility of her secretly escaping.

Old Josda really wanted to cry but had no tears, trying hard to break through this space created specifically for him to escape, but the progress was abnormally slow.

He was a High Priest, a bona fide legendary powerhouse, and it was easy to arrange a formation to release Eris Maggots.

But within Tassica's body, he was actually just superficially strong.

He possessed some characteristics of a legendary powerhouse, but his physical fitness, magic power, mental strength, and so on were still at the level of a mascot princess.

This was like a boosted account piloted by a professional player, the rank looked impressive, but as soon as the game started, it immediately became a noob.

On the surface, it was Roger who was attacking, but in reality, the difficulty of the check was inherited from the Nightless Empress, and Old Josda wouldn't be able to escape this spatial exile for several centuries.

Roger discovered that Tassica's resistance was weak and powerless, and after confirming that she couldn't escape, he turned his attention to the main battlefield.

It was time to show real skill!

Having been bombarded to death thousands upon thousands of times in the realm of inner demons, although it was the Nightless Empress who was attacking, it was ultimately because of this war.

After so many heart-wrenching experiences, Roger unconsciously had resentment accumulating in his heart.

He couldn't forget the desperate and helpless girl on the city wall, the princess who was forced to grow up by the fireplace, and after empathizing with those helpless fates, he really wanted to have a Nightless Musou, directly shatter the gods, and end this world's nightmare.

Unfortunately, he couldn't do it.

But on this battlefield, relying on the magic power surging within him, he could still rewrite the direction of the war, right?

At this time, the battle between the Imperial army and the elite Beastmen alliance had restarted.

It's just that just now it was the Beastmen's side attacking, intending to kill off the Imperial army.

Now that the Nightless Empress had returned, the Beastmen were arranging troops to cover the retreat, striving to allow the main force to escape, avoiding being sandwiched from both sides.

Although the Imperial army was exhausted, they gained life from despair and immediately switched from defense to offense, chasing and intercepting the enemies who wanted their lives when they were sick.

This was the strategic deterrent power of the Nightless Empress.

She hadn't even attacked yet, and she had already reversed the offensive and defensive positions of both sides.

The scene of her instantly killing the silver dragon a dozen minutes ago was still vivid in the Beastmen's minds.

No one thought their magic resistance was higher than that of an adult dragon, right? No one thought their health bar was longer than that of an adult dragon, right?

No way, no way?

Then run quickly!

For the Beastmen, the good news was that the Imperial army's condition was really too bad.

The magic corps had long since run out of mana and were trying hard to meditate and recover, increasing their chances of escape by a tiny bit.

At this moment, Roger joined the battlefield!

The magical bombardment began.

I can't beat the gods, but I can still beat you dogs of the gods, right?

Ahem, I really can't beat them on weekdays, but I have a cheat!

A cheat called the Nightless Empress, whoever uses it knows!

His mental strength was not low, and with the magic power support of the Nightless Empress, Roger experienced for the first time what it meant to release magic more easily than drinking water.

Whether it was a forbidden spell-level large-scale magic, or a low-level magic strengthened by the Nightless Empress's magical expertise, whose power was no less than a forbidden spell, he didn't need to chant spells or perform casting actions.

He only needed to think of the corresponding spell name, and he could release it at will.

The faster he thought, the faster he released.

Mana? CD time? Damage calculation?

Don't calculate it, please immediately face-roll the keyboard to humiliate the enemy.

The battle above the legendary level was so simple and unadorned and boring.

And Roger didn't hold back.

When a person dies too many times, and feels too much pain, the value of life in their heart will quietly change.

I have to say, even the most decisive existence in the game is a bit timid when facing real war in reality.

Seeing the lively Beastmen and a large number of cute Beast-eared girls, Roger couldn't help but have thoughts like "Beastmen's lives are also lives".

Of course, he didn't reach the point of hugging His Majesty and saying "Don't fight anymore".

But he had looked for a way to peacefully evolve the Beastmen into vassals, honestly helping the Empire complete the foundation of magical industrialization...

But now seeing these Beastmen, Roger's thoughts had become:

It's you who blocked the space, it's you who wanted to kill off the Imperial army, it's you who wanted to kill me too, right?

Do you know what it feels like to be bombarded into quarks three thousand times by magic?

Peaceful evolution NMB, get out of here!

When Roger stylishly hand-crafted magic and demonstrated various wonderful combo moves, he finally began to look a bit like a powerhouse in this world.

Modern civilization is progressive, and people know etiquette when their granaries are full. The average moral standard of modern people is definitely higher than that of the natives of the Nightless World.

But in an era where the strong and the weak are clearly distinguished, noble character in the heart often becomes a burden.

If Batman enters the Infinite Space and continues to adhere to the creed of not killing people, no matter how high the initial advantage, it will be difficult to survive five team fights.

Unless one has the strength to surpass the rules, otherwise a person must adapt to the environment in order to thrive.

One can have ideals, but they must also be ideals that are adapted to local conditions, taking a strong road with Nightless World characteristics.

It's just that the marks left on people by the growth environment are quite profound. Laws, morals, and ethics will form a mold, subconsciously restricting a person's behavior, sometimes without even realizing it.

Until the countless death experiences in the realm of inner demons, violence pried open a crack in Roger's heart.

The Nightless Empress also timely sent a "invincibility experience card", expanding this gap.

After all, the feeling of cheating is so wonderful!

In the eyes of the Imperial army, Roger was now handsome and powerful, a new generation powerhouse was rising on this battlefield.

Let us praise Marquis Lacapas, Roger Charles!

Roger and the Nightless Empress's hands were held together, covered by the imperial robe, and it couldn't be seen from the ground that this was the Nightless Empress taking the test for him.

They could only see the terrifying magic energy surrounding Roger, and the Phoenix bloodline, due to the active fire element, showed red magic patterns on the back of his casting right hand, making him look like a god of war.

One powerful magic after another, or clever combinations, cut off the Beastmen's escape route, giving them endless trouble.

There were also Beastmen powerhouses who aimed at Roger, trying to snipe and assassinate this young powerhouse.

But as soon as such an idea was put into action, they would often face a series of rapid mid-to-low-level magic combinations, counter-sniping these powerhouses halfway.

Roger behaved nothing like a newbie magician who had never been on the battlefield.

While providing support to the troops, he did not relax his own protection.

And his combat experience was simply terrifyingly rich.