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

A vast continent floating in the void.

A group of Spartan men were frantically attacking a Greek infantry phalanx. Chaos and order were fighting.

Elsewhere on the continent, elves with unparalleled riding and archery play with heavily armored orcs, an adventure group is hunting a giant dragon, and a mixed force attacks a mage tower that reaches into the sky...

War is everywhere and is the eternal theme of this continent.

Nine giant golden dragons pulled a chariot across the sky. A beautiful, pure, delicate and girlish woman dragged her cheeks and looked down with interest at the scenes that had been replayed countless times.

In her hands lay a golden helmet, spear, and shield.

If believers saw the majestic war goddess taking off her armor, she would look so cute and untouched, they would probably...

More boki, right?

The war goddess Tybela suddenly raised her eyebrows slightly.

She stretched out her hand to hold the Nine Dragon Chariot, and saw that the space ahead of her was distorted, and a tree man nearly three meters tall appeared.

The body with almost no neck, thick limbs that look like tree stumps, and a face made of old bark make it look a bit silly.

It's like an old eggplant on top of the jar.

"Emnecher!"

As soon as the tree man saw Tybera, he roared with rage.

Sitting on its shoulders was a beautiful and noble elf, wearing a moon-white sacrificial robe, who spoke coldly: "Lord Althea asked you, why did you pretend to be her to provoke the Queen of Eternal Night?"

Tabela showed an aggrieved and confused expression: "The King of Gods said that we should unite, so I invite you to fight against the Ivy Empire together... Oh no, I forgot to send the letter I wrote to you."

Tabela found a letter from the debris and handed it to the tree man.

"Emnecher!!!"

The Elf Priest translated again: "My lord, please don't despise her intelligence, Lord Tebela. You clearly deliberately made him take the blame and deliberately plotted against her. She was attacked by the Queen of Evernight and destroyed a clone."

The tree man tore the letter into pieces and stepped on the Nine Dragon Chariot.

The nine-headed golden dragon suddenly began to wail and fall downwards.

Tabela snapped his fingers to stop the chariot from falling, pretending to be surprised and asked:

"Lord Althea, you were accidentally attacked. How can you blame me? I swear to God, this was really an accident. If you don't believe it, how about we ask the God King to judge this matter?"

If Roger were here, he would definitely give a thumbs up to Tabela's performance at this time:

What a bitchy top-notch green tea, really NM can play it.

But her approach seemed to be just right to restrain the God King, and the tree man's furious expression suddenly froze.

She gritted her teeth and said: "Emneche..."

The pretty face of the Elf Priest turned red from holding back: "Sir, Lord Tybela, you bitch won, and she doesn't have to care about the clones. But since we are fighting together, then please hand over the life essence you harvested from the empire. half."

Tabela suddenly shouted: "Althiya, don't be too robbery. Why should I give you half of the life essence that I harvested based on my ability?"

The tree man squeezed the sawdust with his fist.

I'm the one taking the blame, and all the benefits go to you?

But among the Seven Gods, Tybera ranks third in combat power, and she ranks fourth, so they really can't beat her.

As for other means, they are no match for this war goddess.

The tree man stared at Tybera for a long time, turned around suddenly, and said only: "Emnecher!"

The elf priest quickly translated: "Sir, the day your little bitch turns into a bus, she will rush to the scene and laugh at you immediately!"

"Are you so incompetent and furious?" Tebela covered her mouth and chuckled, "I will also tell Lady Orthea a piece of news to remind your men with pointed ears to prepare for war. That little queen is very revengeful. Woolen cloth."

The tree man's figure froze, and then he smashed the space and left.

Tabela whistled, and the golden carriage continued to move forward.

Her divine kingdom is still going on with endless fighting, as if nothing has happened...

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The mysterious capital, the camp in the north of the city.

The statistical work was quickly completed.

The camp in the north of the city has a total of 5,000 city defense troops, 470 officers on temporary rest, and more than 1,200 various staff.

The believers of the unknown church chose to launch a self-destruction attack at the celebration banquet, and there were many military bosses present.

Less than 300 city defenders survived.

The officers were stronger, and one-third of them died on the spot. Later, more than 40 wounded were wounded by the believers.

The military boss had his own soldiers and guards risking their lives to protect him, and only three people died.

Half of the ordinary staff died because they were not at the center of the explosion.

Although the loss of soldiers was heavy, the empire could still accept it.

If nearly half of the hard-trained officers died, it would be a serious loss of vitality, and the pace of military expansion would be greatly hindered.

Coupled with the consequences of two other self-destructions in the city, it is understandable that the Queen of Eternal Night would be so angry that she would directly destroy the God of Nature...

After finishing all the things he could do to help, Roger looked at the ruins of the camp and couldn't find anything he could continue to do for a while.

He doesn't want to be idle.

As soon as he was free, he saw the broken corpses in front of him, and the lieutenant colonel's leisurely smile as he was finishing his last blow.

Because of your faith, you can kill the people fighting alongside you without any worries?

The gods are really disgusting and twisted things, turning people into emotionless tools.

In the game, Roger once controlled the protagonist group to kill countless Imperial people.

But it was a game after all.

Now he lived in the Empire, and he was surrounded by flesh-and-blood, dream-filled, living people of the Empire. Seeing them being slaughtered by the gods like ants, he was really upset.

In the past, he had thought that if he couldn't hold on any longer, he would join the protagonist group to embrace his luck. By mastering the plot, at least his life would be safe, and he could even be prosperous.

Now he felt sick of such an idea.

Just to survive, do you have to do something that you know is wrong?

Lying down doesn't mean you have to become a maggot that does whatever it takes to survive.

In confusion, time quietly passed midnight.

He naturally didn't get the lying down treasure box rewarded by the system.

The state of mind of lying down, which had been tense for a day, was directly shattered by the last storm of divine power.

From trying to survive with all your strength to being confused about the future, this went against the original intention of lying down.

The Queen of Eternal Night had healed the last wounded at this time, and quietly flashed behind Roger.

It seemed that she expected that Roger's voice was very chaotic at this moment.

Countless complicated thoughts and images, she could not capture any useful information.

Poor child, is he scared?

Forget it, I am very kind, comfort him.

The queen stepped forward and stood side by side with Roger.

"Lord Dio, are you thinking about the attack that happened today?"

Her sudden voice startled Roger, and he turned around and saluted:

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, I was distracted!"

"It doesn't matter, after all, what happened today was too terrible, you can even throw away the artifact, it's normal to ignore the footsteps."

The Queen of Eternal Night stretched out her hand, and there was a blue gem in her palm that kept swaying with beautiful light.

"Your Majesty, I... I have my reasons!"

With a plop.

Roger looked at the face of the Queen of Eternal Night, who could not see the anger, and knelt on the ground, and his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

This is the Amulet of the Heart of the Deep Sea.

At the ceremony of the Marquis of Lacapas, the Queen gave Roger Charles a gift.

But now it has been lent to Colonel Joey Barton by Lord Dio Brando...

[Oh no, I've been exposed. Her Majesty must know that I am Roger! ]

[What should I do? Her Majesty will not be angry with me if she knows? Her Majesty will not punish me for deceiving the king if she knows? Her Majesty will not send me to the outer plane and execute me quietly if she knows? ]

[Your Majesty is so terrible. Unlike me, I only feel sorry for myself...]

ps Emnetcher = I'm-nature, the god of nature is the Eternal Night Groot