It's been a long time since Delin Lanft focused on one thing, and as her title suggests "The Red Queen of Chaos", everything Delin does is chaotic and unpredictable, and everything around her is constantly changing with her whims, such as changing the magnificent treehouse into Hessesen's coke, or turning her own copper dragon henchman into a stupid doll, and those who hate her say that her head was burned by overflowing mana, so those guys also call her "Mad Delin", or more simply, "Mad Woman".

If the faction identification spell is used on Delin Ranft, then she must have "Chaos of Goodness" on her. However, although they are also chaotic, she is still different from the chaotic neutral, chaotic and evil nasty ghosts, at least Delin is not a psychopath, and the seemingly meaningless chaotic behavior is also to practice the moral code of "punishing evil and promoting good" in her heart, although the means are a little unacceptable.

Now, Delin was on the edge of the Trade Federation, looking down at the bleak scene on the ground, and couldn't help but frown.

Orsay Meat Grinder - This is the current name of this place, once upon a time, it was the city of spellcasters of the Trade Federation, and many years ago Delin lived here for a while, working as a lecturer at Orsay Academy, and everything that was once beautiful is vivid. Now, as Delin's bronze dragon flew over the ruins of Pirno, she felt her bowels twitch and sweat oozing from the palms of her grip on the reins.

Who ruined all this?

Twisted death scars covered the once beautiful land, these slug-like rugged and winding roads were trodden by thousands of cavalry, strange and ferocious creatures, no one knew if this bloody death zone could be restored, it pierced through the already unworthy Pirno, divided the Temple of the Gods, and pierced into the Eternal Moon Forest and Meuse, tearing the city with countless magical stories and chants apart, even in mid-air, she could still see the various traces left by the invaders, flames, The thunder still roars, and the undead roam the battlefield to kill.

Her eyes were dry, and seeing the destruction of good things pained the legendary being, and as a descendant of the goddess of magic, she had the power to restore the land to its original state, but who would restore the lives that had been lost? Delin turns the bronze dragon to the west, wanting to see Orsay's former symbol, the towering Mage's Tower.

As she drew closer to her destination, Derin's lips began to contort and distort, and a sudden and sharp pain ignited the fire of her rage, the tower, once pilgrim to countless central spellcasters, had become a wormbed of all sorts of strange and beastly creatures.

The Bronze Dragon sniffed the air and let out an exasperated snort, and Delin didn't have to lean down to listen to its whispers, for she had already seen the source of the Bronze Dragon's displeasure—the drake.

It was clearly no ordinary drake, with all sorts of disgusting bone shells and spikes, and they howled fiercely and violently, and they were stupid and aimless, and Delin knew where these things came from—the radiant dragons of the Blackwing Empire. It was an aberration created by an evil dragon in the north using some kind of sorcery.

They're ruining the Trade Federation.

Delyn Lanft let out an unspoken scream, all the anger that had burned in her chest since the Astral Plane had returned, but there was nowhere to vent it, poured out on the aberrant radiant dragons, she raised her staff, and the bronze dragon swooped downward, unleashing one magic after another, the first one detonating the radiant dragon's head, and before the monsters could understand what was happening, the second and third starbursts set the rest of the target on fire.

Sensing the danger, the fourth radiant dragon roared and flapped its wings to take off into the air, but it also died quickly, as a series of "stars fell" followed.

Before the bronze dragon could land, Delin had already jumped down and began to attack the monsters lurking under the tower, the glittering blade sliced through the body of the Dark Curtain Manticore, causing them to be completely annihilated, and then the four gray centaurs were also sent to hell, two of them were slashed by the wind knife that cut off their necks and chests, and when the two gray centaurs fell to the ground with blood gushing out, the other two were also scorched by the fireball.

The bronze dragon flapped its wings to land, its mouth open to spew out a cone-shaped petrified breath, and its turquoise pupils searched for enemies – the living and the undead. These damned northern miscellaneous desecrated the dead, taking the initiative to wake up the dead and sow chaos and fear.

As the minutes ticked by, a strange roar and wail rang out in Delin's ears again and again, and when there was silence around her and there was no living creature left, it was nearly midnight, and her expression straightened.

High Spell [Time Back].

Delin wanted to know the reason for Orsay's destruction, after the spell worked, the aura in her eyes flashed, revealing a certain existence, but there was no follow-up, she looked solemn and focused, trying to see what was dominating all this, but the image boiled all at once, the picture was like the air above the magma, distorted, blurred and hideous, and a pair of dark golden pupils faintly appeared in the broken image, slowly deflected......

Delin hurried to the end, the other party's strength was more than one step superior to her, and if she didn't stop, the existence that was spied on could be traced back to herself by virtue of the imprint left by the spell vein.

It should be the Black Wing Empire, although there are only clues in the image, but the pair of eyes ...... Delin was sure that it was the Black Emperor, and she had seen it in the image that the Goddess of Magic had passed on to her, and she was impressed.

Taking a few deep breaths, Delin used [Time Backtrack] again, as the Black Emperor, it is unlikely that he will personally arrive at the Trade Federation to fight, otherwise the gods may be projected for it, and the commander of the Black Wing Empire has someone else, Delin decided to find it out and dispose of it, and do his best to defend this land.

This time the image was built much more smoothly, and Delin soon saw the scene of Orsay's devastation, a massive red dragon roaring and trampling the ground, and the flaming dragon's breath sweeping across the battlefield, and behind it, an overwhelming army charged.

Delin muttered, "Damn, Andrea......"

She knew this guy, Narey Andrea, this stupid and arrogant red dragon wanted to ransack her caravan, but she chased half of Eladia, and finally lay down in front of her and promised not to do anything bad again, Delin decided to let this guy go, but he didn't expect that it would now become the black emperor's minion, as a red dragon gave up all his pride and self-esteem to serve the black dragon.

I should have peeled this guy's skin off...... Delin thought hatefully.

Of course, it's not too late.