Christine's pale lips were stained with a thrilling red,

It was the blood she shed because she couldn't bear it.

"It doesn't feel right."

Christine muttered to herself, because the force seemed to be numerous, and extremely large.

This is completely different from what is said in the instructions for the sacrifice.

It's clearly mentioned in the book.

"At first it was like a trickle, then it was a murmuring stream, and then it was a rolling river."

But now it's like a river flowing into the sea.

Is it a special case?

Christine didn't think about it, she poured out her strength on the chattering chief, telling him to shut his mouth directly.

It is estimated that after this sacrifice, I am afraid that I will not even be able to keep the identity of the mystic warlock, and I will directly fall into an ordinary person.

Although she knew about the occurrence of various major events in the future, she also knew the secret realm of the ruins where those warlocks fought for their heads.

But if you don't have the power, it's probably hard to get involved.

Under the influence of the moonlight, the girl like an elf stood lightly on the stone platform.

The eyes hidden by the dark star were lowered in thought, surrounded by a frozen crowd.

They've been pulled into their dreams.

Everyone, including the Queen, closed their eyes.

But there are still two Morning Stars who don't seem to be fully trapped.

The eyeballs under their eyelids were grunting, as if reflecting some of their situation.

Looking at the guards arranged by her father, Christine sighed lightly.

"I'm so sorry, I know you're going to protect me in a matter of life or death."

"But I can't let my father know about it now."

Christine then stepped up, and Morningstar struggled for a moment before her eyes stopped moving.

If it weren't for the weakness of his body that limited him, Morningstar might have fallen into it the first time.

What's more, after this sacrifice, it's hard to say whether he can return to being a warlock.

However, in his own long-term memory, he knew that it was not long after this incident.

That is, during the period when the queen is deposed, there will be reagents that can help people return to the ranks of warlocks.

It was inadvertently revealed by a strong man who was talking to others in his spare time.

He had become a complete cripple, the kind with little hope of recovering in this life.

But it was with this potion that he stepped into the mysterious side again.

After that, it was a leap forward, and in just a few years, he entered the realm of Huiyue.

And at the point in time of that story, I was already in a state of complete sadness, and I had never heard of such a thing.

Now Christine only knows that it is the reagent in the imperial capital.

Unless the strong man is found.

If what he said was indeed true, the current strong man should still be in a state of invalidity.

Thinking of this, Christine's indifferent gaze looked at the people in front of her.

She had to cause a bunch of big troubles for the nobles behind her, so that they were too anxious to take care of herself and her mother.

So that Christine can slowly carry out her own plan.

It's a pity that the nobility is not here.

But that's fine, wouldn't it be cheaper for them to let them die happily.

I don't know how much time has passed.

Everything seems to be back to its original state at the scene, and everyone is busy with their own business.

But only Christine and her queen were missing.

……

"I'm stupid, really."

Ji Yan raised his eyes that seemed to be dull, and continued.

"I only knew that the sacrificial items would be transferred to my side, but I didn't expect that the group chat would be considered a kind of sacrifice."

"Really, I shouldn't have taken it here......"

Ji Yan scratched his hair and wanted to say something more, but he couldn't say anything in a sentence.

If this is a sacrifice received on the main body, then these resources will be transferred to the main body.

And not in this place where the mystery is suppressed and the puppets are not used.

Ji Yan fell into deep thought for a long time, and finally put these things away and put them in a treasure trove.

Then he studied this new group chat.

This group document gave Ji Yan a glimmer of inspiration.

There will definitely be more and more accounts in the future, and he is destined to be unlikely to respond every time.

So in some places where the gods don't need to descend, is it possible to only drop a part of the power?

It will also be easier for you.

seems to have remembered something, even if it is a puppet at the moment, Ji Yan's back also has a faint pain.

The idea was so useful that it was possible to receive sacrifices while lying at home.

There are still some shortcomings that need to be improved slowly.

For example, what kind of scene is the user in, and what do they want to do......

I don't really know this.

But there is always a solution to these problems.

Ji Yan looked at the book he hadn't finished reading.

The huge cover reads "Various Techniques for Using the Power of the Gods".

I think I can control my strength......

……

"Crackling!

”

In a beautiful living room, the crystal cup was smashed against the shiny marble.

The splattered debris flew in all directions, cutting a hole in the face of the kneeling man on the ground.

Red blood poured out of the wound in an instant.

But the kneeling man did not dare to wipe it, so he could only let it drip on the white stone surface.

"What did you say!"

"What do you say!

”

"Say it to me again!"

Prince Sokov lifted the collar of the man's chest, and blood was spilled on the garment made of precious silk.

But he, who has always paid attention to cleanliness, surprisingly did not pay attention to the bloodstains.

It's just that this news is so shocking.

"Kerry...... Princess Christine has woken up......"

"I've seen her appear in the palace."

Prince Sokov's eyes were red, and he wanted to kill this subordinate to vent his anger, but because the others were here, he just threw him out.

Princess Christine's awakening already represents a small break in their plans.

It will be even more difficult to marry her.

"Grand Duke Camarone, your people should have been on the scene yesterday, I wonder if there is any news?"

Prince Sokov turned his head to look at an old man, quickly changed his face and asked happily.

"Prince Sokov, those people haven't come back to report at this moment, and it is estimated that something has happened to them......"

"It should have something to do with Princess Christine's awakening, and I want to ask you."

"Didn't you say the Sleeping Spell on her wouldn't wake her up?"

The old man took a gentle sip of black tea with a hint of bitterness.

"Spells are made by others, unless they are ...... by God"

Sokov seemed to think of something, his mouth was closed and he stopped making a sound.

The black tea in Grand Duke Camarron's hand also trembled slightly, and a few drops of tea spilled out in an instant.

"No way, the people we found are just a small Order."

"They don't have that kind of strength."

"What I showed in front of the queen was also given to them by me, and it was impossible to make her ......"

When Grand Duke Camaron was about to continue, he saw the Emperor's messenger walk in.

"Grand Duke Camarron, Your Majesty is invited."

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