After getting Inisa's 'go die', Baron Bishop was as proud as a winning rooster and led the team away with pride.

He interpreted this 'greeting' as 'courage to face death', and was praised by all the nobles.

Finally getting rid of a bunch of fools and idiots, Inisha stood at the edge of the tower of the Banshee Castle Wizard's Tower, and whispered to the old knight Nasser behind her, "Do you think I will be Victor's enemy one day?" ”

The old knight was old, but he still followed the bloodline of the Frederick family in the face of a national crisis, and preserved the inheritance of the Duchy of Os. His unrivalled loyalty allowed him to say things to the princess that were inconvenient for others to say, but ......

The princess's question still left Nasser unable to answer. In his opinion, everything Victor did to the nobility was extremely unfriendly. But if it weren't for Victor, Inisha and he wouldn't have been able to leave the Black Forest.

Inissa knew she couldn't get an answer. She waved her hand lightly, indicating that she wanted to stay by herself for a while. When no one was around, a black line emerged from the floor tiles under her feet, winding around her.

The black line is extremely cold, and the surrounding environment is tainted with a corrupting aura when it appears. If you look closely, the thread body is made up of countless wailing souls. They are entangled, tearing each other apart, full of evil spirits.

The black line is whispering, shouting. Sometimes it cries like a ghost, sometimes it strikes like a thunderbolt, sometimes it crows like an old woman, sometimes it roars like the sea.

Its words were spoken only to Inisha alone.

"Ciric, are you enough?"

Inisha scolded angrily, closing her eyes and praying to Tampas, the god of war she trusted, but her relationship with the gods was severed.

"Haven't you returned to the kingdom of God? What do you pester me to do every day? ”

The black line did not answer, and the countless souls that made it up were repeating a few passages, "Praise the dark sun, embrace the dark sun." Everything in the world will decay, but the dark sun will last forever. ”

The black line circles outside Inisa's body, repeating itself. The cries of those who pray never cease, they ring all the time. It's the easiest way to drain the will, but it's very effective.

A gloomy laughter rang out, whispering, "Poor mortal, I didn't stop you. I just watched quietly and watched as you changed. ”

Inisha scolded hatefully, "You are the god of conspiracy and lies, so I don't believe you." Do you really want to stop me? Why did you cut me off from the Lord of War? ”

"You can pray to me. I can give you a lot, a lot, you've been promoted to level ten, and you're still not satisfied? No problem. As long as you let go of your heart, I will make you immortal in no time.

I am the dark sun, the king of lies. I like to watch my lover resent, my lover vendetta, blood relatives turn against each other, and watch all the good things in the world come to naught. That's my role.

It was I who lured you away from the Black Forest, from the village of Harmony, from Victor. Hugo. Poor girl, you are happy or unhappy.

You are my pawn, and no one can change it.

Your lover has been worried that I will send someone to kill him, that my church will attack him, that there will be a large army going to kill him.

No, no, no, .....no, no, no, how could I forgive him so easily? Killing him was such a simple, boring punishment. I know he likes you, so you're destined to one day pierce his heart with a dagger.

Your Highness, I have enough time and patience to watch over you.

Your pain and torment are like honey. Your anger and unwillingness are like a fountain of sweetness. When you and your lover drift apart, this indescribable sorrow makes me extremely happy.

I'm looking forward to it, I'm looking forward to ......"

The black line was entangled, and then it returned to the floor tiles again, and disappeared without a trace. Inisa's eyes were red at this, and it took a while for her to return to normal.

As a powerful divine power, ...... Ciric cannot simply be regarded as a madman. It never does things reasonably, without logic.

After being driven back to the Kingdom of God by Zhou Qingfeng, Ciric didn't want to recover his strength immediately, he actually ran back to find trouble. It wants revenge, it wants deception, it wants to create conspiracies and illusions, it wants to make the world resentful and alienated.

Zhou Qingfeng went on an expedition to Silver Leaf City, and Ciric set his sights on Inisa. It learns the lessons of the previous time, and does not appear openly, but only exerts influence in the shadows.

Inisha wants to restore the country, and Ciric magnifies this ambition a hundredfold. Inisha wants to improve her strength, and Ciric is secretly helping. Inisha needs a lot of support, and Ciric has countless old lords attached to her.

When Her Royal Highness the Princess walked up with Victor. Hugo's path is completely opposite, when the two ideas and supporters are completely opposed, when the city of Coldwind changes hands, the contradictions between the two sides are irreconcilable, and can only be ended by the death of one of them......

Ciric jumped out triumphantly, severing Inisa's connection with the gods, declaring that it was all his plan.

Darksun is very happy, and he likes to play tricks behind his backs to get people into deep conspiracy. It likes to make the victim think that he has been lucky, and then kicks him straight from the clouds.

If Inisha could be resentful, angry, and mad, it would benefit Ciric even more. It likes to do things that are harmful to others and not to itself.

Iniza couldn't confide in anyone about her torment. Ciric openly stated that if she leaked any information that should not be leaked, anyone who knew about it would be killed immediately.

If Inisha dared to go to meet her lover, Ciric said that she would kill both of them - Her Royal Highness the princess didn't know that Zhou Qingfeng was concerned by several goddesses. She couldn't find a helper and was isolated.

For the existence of Dark Sun, which is abnormal, Inisha has no way to deal with it. She can't read the file like Zhou Qingfeng if she makes a mistake, she can only watch one step at a time, and the result is getting deeper and deeper.

And after meeting Her Royal Highness the Princess, Baron Bishop went to the barracks with a spring breeze on his face. He felt that he still had the qualifications to pursue Inisa, after all, this world was completely unreasonable.

Women are mostly vassals of men. A few powerful women are also vassals of powerful men.

Is there a woman in the Northland who is as beautiful as Inisa? Yes.

But there is no woman in the Northland who is as beautiful and noble as Inisa, and who is not a good woman? This one is really the only one.

That's why men are interested in Inisa.

More and more high-ranking people are surrounding Inisha like vultures. The beautiful and charming princess of the dead country, with a rich dowry, is the best marriage partner.

The barracks of the Banshee Fortress were quite large, with thousands of noble officers and freedmen soldiers gathering here. After Baron Bishop entered the camp, he ascended to the high platform and announced to the people without shame......

"Rejoice, boys. I have received the blessing of Her Royal Highness the Princess, and she looks forward to my triumphant victory. The bouts and brutes to the north can't stop us.

I swear to you that it will only take three months at most before we can end this war in Coldwind. You will build merit, you will receive honors, you will have territories and slaves. Everything is at your fingertips! ”

The wizard unleashed the baron's 'amplification spell', and the huge barracks playground echoed with the voice of the 'proud rooster'.

Thousands of people at the scene were shouting loudly, and everyone was indeed ready to be promoted and make a fortune, but it depended on whether the enemy was worthy of cooperation.

At the same time, in Coldwind City, the 'Swift Shadow' walked out of the passage of the underworld. The skeletal horse had regained its hideous and terrifying form, but it had suffered a wound in the soul before, and its strength was much worse.

Comparing with Arcie, whose strength has skyrocketed, the dead horse has a sense of crisis of falling out of favor, and it cried around Zhou Qingfeng: "Master, I am your most loyal servant, you can't abandon me." ”