You belong to me already!

Ever since returning to the kingdom of darkness, Musa has been wondering what that means.

Because as the Chaos Fruit was digested and absorbed, she could clearly feel that her connection with the whole world became more and more intimate, and she no longer needed the faith provided by the believers, and she continued to gain power, incomparably powerful and endless.

She even felt that it would not be long before she would become one with the whole world, and she could change everything at will, even the seasons and the changes of day and night.

I don't know why, the stronger my strength, the more I can hear some whispers.

It's not clear what the whispers are talking about, though. But her primal instincts kept driving her to focus more on the Tree of Chaos.

Whenever she saw the giant tree towering into the sky, she would have a subconscious urge, a strong urge to be one with the other person.

There is no doubt that this is absolutely not normal.

No god would want to merge with a tree, even if it was a Chaos Tree connected to the core of the planet.

As this obsession became more and more frequent in the back of her mind, Miosa finally realized how serious the consequences of swallowing the fruit were.

I also understand the meaning of the phrase "you already belong to me".

That's right!

Her spirit and soul are being eroded by the loss of her sense of independence, and her personality and way of thinking are gradually becoming more and more like each other.

In particular, the attachment to the Tree of Chaos is incomparable to any emotion and desire.

"Damn! I'm not going to be anyone's thing!

After another brief loss of consciousness, Musha's frenzied roar echoed over the dark realm, frightening the believers to their knees and chanting hymns of praise in an attempt to appease the wrath of the goddess.

Unfortunately, they didn't understand why the goddess was angry.

......

At the same time, Zhang Cheng, who was staying in the room on the top floor of the rebuilt magic tower, looked at the picture transmitted back in the mirror, and couldn't help but sigh with a smile: "It's quite a strong spirit of resistance, but it's a pity that it's useless." There are some things that cannot be shaken off by mere perseverance or a spirit of resistance, and your dark soul of extreme beauty will surely become my most precious collection. ”

"Master, are you sure you want to let her go and find a way to crack it?" Isolt, who was standing not far away, cautiously tentatively probed.

In his eyes, the best way to deal with such a dangerous dark goddess is to imprison her and slowly wear out her will little by little until the other party completely succumbs.

"Why not? You see, sometimes it's quite interesting to watch a prey that has fallen into a trap struggling desperately. Believe me, it won't be long before she despairs to find out that there is nothing that can break the seed planted in her. What is darkness? Is it pure evil and invisible? No, that's not real darkness. The real darkness is when people get hope, find that that hope is actually an illusion, and then fall into extreme despair. If the entrance is repeated a few times, the person will become as numb as the walking corpse. At this time, it can be called truly shrouded in the depths of darkness. Zhang Cheng held his chin and described his understanding of darkness.

Listening to these contents, Isolt only felt chills all over her body, and asked in a tone that was not very sure, "So...... You want her to fall into despair?"

Zhang Cheng smiled and shook his head: "No, I just hope that she can get closer to the darkness, blend into the darkness, and become a veritable goddess of darkness." Only in this way, when she becomes a weapon, will she exert her maximum power. ”

"Understood!" Isolt said with a look of understanding.

"You don't understand, and you never will. Forget it, do you want to tell me any important news about your return this time?" Zhang Cheng obviously did not intend to continue talking about what real darkness was, and decisively changed the topic.

"It's war, great hosts. Your agents have expanded their sphere of influence by at least four times, and I've brought back not only a lot of battle stats, but also requests from Vilia. Her army needs to be repaired, and her internal affairs need to be sorted out for a while, otherwise she will be mired in endless rebellions. Without thinking, Isolt said everything that needed to be reciprocated.

No country can expand without limits!

Historically, empires with large territories had a weak control over the region, not so much an empire as an alliance of warlords under the control of a powerful emperor.

Once the dominant monarch dies, the empire quickly collapses.

The Alexander's Empire, the Arab Empire, the Persian Empire, and the Mongol Empire all belong to this kind of military empire that seems powerful on the surface, but is quite fragile on the inside.

When their first monarch died, the entire state either immediately fell apart and split into a few or even a dozen smaller states, or quickly fell into internal chaos and became weaker and weaker until they were replaced by those who came after them.

After all, the strength and stability of these countries are based on the personal ability and charisma of the monarch, not on a stable institutional system.

Zhang Cheng didn't know until this point, so he nodded casually: "Okay, let her do it according to her own ideas." Anyway, the plan has reached this point, and her role is already dispensable. ”

"So...... Is the change you've been talking about about to begin?" Isolt jerked her head up, her eyes glinting strangely.

"Yes, the revolution is about to begin! Tell me, are you ready, my faithful servant. Zhang Cheng asked rhetorically with a smile.

"Of course! I've been waiting for this day for a long time. ”

Isolt hurriedly got down on one knee and bent deeply.

His keen sixth sense was constantly reminding him that if there was even the slightest hesitation at this time, he would directly fall into a situation from which he could never recover.

He can deeply understand how dark, cold, and ruthless his master's heart is.

"Very good! Very good, then, I'll give you the seeds of chaos now. Feel it and let the seed take root. I promise, you'll get everything you want from it, even eternal life and becoming a god. ”

With that, Zhang Cheng stretched out a finger and lightly touched the old man's forehead.

In the blink of an eye, Isolt felt something cold enter the depths of her mind......