In the Name of the Queen

The Sea King is dead.

That proud genius, the hero who once dominated the world and stood on the tide overlooking the land, is dead.

His death was like a joke.

The looming aura enveloped the magnificent palace.

On the huge throne, the goddess's body looked particularly petite.

Tia silently looked at the void in front of her, still thinking about the battle of God's Punishment Island last night.

She had calculated everything, but she didn't expect the Sea King to go crazy.

The descendants of the God's Punishment Legion didn't know that in the eyes of the goddess, those who failed the God's Punishment mission were no different from the dead, and those who succeeded were also a burden in the eyes of the goddess.

They had completed the mission, and their continued existence would only provide opportunities for blasphemers to touch the goddess's power.

Just like this battle of God's Punishment Island.

They didn't understand that they were just disposable consumables. Now that the mission was over, they should die regardless of success or failure.

The only one who really made Tia's heart throb last night was Poseidon.

He won the resurrection match, and then flipped the card table.

"Do you hate me so much?"

Tia laughed at herself, her long golden hair flowing from her fingertips, like the wind blowing over the sea, the clouds floating over the moon, especially smooth.

There are countless benefits to ascending to the divine realm, and this is just a bonus.

The Goddess of Light inexplicably remembered that when she was young, she shared with her little sisters that washing hair with soap beans would not cause hair loss and no odor.

It was really an ignorant and stupid past.

She frowned in disgust, because in her youth there was a guy who was a hundred times more annoying than Poseidon.

The youngest and smartest Winter.

By the way, this guy is now renamed Sophia.

Thinking of everything Sophia did, Tia couldn't help laughing.

Giving up the power of Winter that has been proven to be enough to ascend to the gods, Cong Ling began to rebuild, which was indeed very courageous.

Not only was she courageous, she even did it.

If she was given a million years, Tia would not guarantee that she would have the courage to return to her hometown to harvest.

"You don't have time, Winter."

"If you are smart, you should learn from Poseidon and commit suicide. I am not a tolerant person."

Tia smiled at the corners of her lips, and with a touch of her fingertips, all memories disappeared with the fluctuations of space.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was no trace of mortal emotions.

In any case, Poseidon was indeed dead.

He used death to prevent her incarnation from condensing, and exerted less than one percent of his power in the mortal world.

Maybe it was stupid, but it did change the situation of the war.

The expeditionary army, which should have been annihilated, won the victory, but the God's Punishment Army, which was protected by her, was finished.

It was a wonderful performance, but what was the price?

Poseidon, goodbye.

Tia's slender hand drew a perfect arc in the air, the space rippled like the sea level, and a delicate little notebook appeared in front of her.

Biting her middle finger, the goddess of light drew a slightly hideous × on Poseidon's name with blood drops.

"Poseidon, you are the first, but you will never be alone."

"His Majesty has passed away!"

This time it's true.

In the underwater world, countless marine intelligent beings gathered in the Sea King Palace, tears wet their cheeks, and soon merged into the sea water. The salty taste was not sure whether it was sea water or tears.

Caterina suppressed her grief and fainted three times at the funeral.

The senior officials of the Sea King Palace who had previously attempted to divide the Sea King's legacy were all sentenced to death, and blood was used to commemorate the Sea King.

The bard wrote the most magnificent poems for the Sea King, the mermaid girl presented an ethereal elegy, and hundreds of millions of fish people bid farewell, making the departure of the Sea King very lively.

But no matter how lively it was, his ending could not be changed.

He died very thoroughly.

"Poseidon is dead."

The Holy City, the Great Cathedral, the prayer room.

Roland sat opposite Christine and introduced her to the Battle of God's Punishment Island.

Some things can't be concealed.

It's unrealistic to pretend that nothing happened in such a big thing.

Since it is impossible to hide it, it is better to be open and honest.

Roland simply went to Christine directly to test her reaction.

Although Christine is very fanatical about her belief in the goddess, it does not mean that she has a good impression of the God's Punishment Legion.

In fact, there is even a competitive relationship between them.

Everyone is working for the goddess, who is more noble than who?

The giant palm of light that fell from the sky before leaving seemed to purify the villains, but it actually added BUFF.

Roland expressed his gratitude directly before telling the story, but Christine waved her hand indifferently.

"Don't thank me, if you really fall into darkness, I will not hand you over to others, I will do it myself."

Looking at Christine's serious expression, Roland glared at her unhappily.

"Should I still thank you for your sincere purification grace?"

Christine did not answer, but smiled at the corner of her lips.

Roland often prayed beside her, and she knew best how much dark elements there were in him.

His conscience was a little dark, his bottom line was a little loose, but his attributes were still bright.

This is Roland.

Christine has seen too many people like this in the Court of Light, and it is not worth making a fuss about it.

As long as the goal can be achieved, the means are not important.

Even if it is a great goddess, she often plots against others on the eve of ascending to the divine realm. What is this?

Christine did not care about Roland's annihilation of the God's Punishment Legion, and even felt happy.

But after all, everyone believed in light, and she could not say that she would die well, so she could only sigh and skip the topic.

Roland opened his mouth and almost asked the topic they always avoided.

"If the goddess gives the oracle, 'Christine, you get rid of Roland', how should they get along?"

Some words cannot be said, and once they are said, they cannot be taken back.

Roland is afraid to face this question, and so is Christine.

Seeing Roland's hesitant expression, she quickly changed the subject, "By the way, tell me about that devout believer, I'm a little curious about her."

Roland breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Christine for her thoughtfulness with his eyes.

Christine was talking about Irene.

To be fair, her faith is more firm than Christine's.

She even moved the goddess to let her power down.

Roland took out the crystal ball that recorded the battlefield situation and gave it to Christine.

Crystal balls have a service life just like video recorders.

The advantage of crystal balls is high clarity and 3D high definition without dead angles, but the disadvantage is that the number of times they can be played is very small.

Christine took the crystal ball with both hands, injected the power of light, and the crystal ball slowly started.

The tragic battlefield was unfolding in front of Christine.

She was furious after just one look.

"Which idiot is commanding this?"

She hated to see missed opportunities and blind command on the battlefield.

Just as she cleared her throat and prepared to start blasting, she saw Roland's expression was a little strange, and her heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, this idiot couldn't be Roland?

She coughed lightly, brewing a way to make up for Roland.

Before she could say anything, Roland had already passed the buck.

"The Sea Princess is in charge of the command."

"I told you, you have been with me for so many years, your level shouldn't be so low. The idiots in the ocean world fight like hunting in normal times, they only know how to rush in like a swarm!"

Since it wasn't Roland, Christine naturally had no scruples when she started blasting.

She pointed out the biggest problem of this battle without hesitation.

The strategic goals were confused, which was called improvisation in a nice way, and chaotic command in a bad way.

She patiently pointed out the problems with the battle command, and Roland broke out in a cold sweat.

Although this battle was commanded by Catalina, his military level was very similar to Catalina's.

Letting him go might be better, but not much better.

The battle between the extraordinary people, not the battlefield command, ultimately determined the outcome of the raid on God's Punishment Island.

Roland spoke for Catalina somewhat unconvinced.

"In fact, the winner of this battle is not here."

Christine didn't like to hear this.

She tapped the table with her fingers with a serious face, "Will the goddess and the sea king appear in every war?"

"If they don't appear, this victory is not guaranteed."

"Anyway, there is still time, let's have a hearty war game."

War game? Spare me.

Roland wanted to admit defeat directly, but under Christine's serious and eager eyes, he chose to surrender.

Forget it, I'm abused every time anyway, and this time is no different.

In any industry, reaching the top is a talent showdown.

Hard work is useful, but it only fulfills talent. If you don't have talent, what can you fulfill with hard work?

Some people have never been to a military academy, but they can use hundreds of students to force 3,000 warlords to surrender in their first battle.

Some people can fight an epic defeat like the Battle of Changping in their first battle.

Roland is not particularly talented in military affairs, but he was a military history enthusiast before he crossed over, so he was not too bad.

Under the guidance of Christine, a famous teacher, his command level is about.

A battle-level commander between qualified and good.

This is Christine's objective evaluation of him.

Roland and Christine exchanged identities, playing the human land and sea coalition and the God's Punishment Corps respectively.

The result was not surprising.

The coalition and the God's Punishment Corps tied 1:1, and Christine killed Roland 2:0.

Playing is playing, but once she enters the military field, Christine never shows mercy.

After Roland was educated twice with sweat dripping from his face, Christine finally let him go.

Before Roland said goodbye, she only left a meaningless sentence.

"Remember to call me next time. Extraordinary people are very precious. I don't want them to be ruined by idiot commanders."

"If you are fine, leave quickly. I want to pray."

Christine didn't look at Roland the whole time, just staring at the dome. Her voice was very soft, but she knew that Roland could hear it.

Roland nodded, and his heart was a little warmer.

He never doubted Christine's piety, so he also knew that the goddess would always be the first in Christine's heart.

Today he came to ask for forgiveness with the mentality that he could be stabbed but not stabbed to death.

Unexpectedly, Christine didn't go crazy.

Maybe she is changing too?

Before leaving the prayer room, Roland boldly said a topic that he would never dare to touch before.

"Light does not belong to individuals, light belongs to the whole world, to all living beings. Gods can represent light, so they are gods."

This kind of words is somewhat rebellious, but Christine did not get angry.

Unlike those who claim to be pious but are full of nonsense, she is very familiar with classic works.

This sentence is on the title page of Goddess Tia's work "Book of Light".

But it is only on the title page of the full version of the work, and only on the works before she ascended to the Goddess.

After obtaining the qualification for promotion to the God Realm, this sentence disappeared forever.

Christine only saw the original manuscript by chance after becoming the Pope.

The shock she felt from this sentence was no less than the explosion of a nuclear bomb in her heart.

To be fair, there is nothing wrong with this sentence itself. It can definitely inspire people when used to give speeches to the lower-level believers.

The problem is that Tia deleted this sentence immediately after she became a god.

Questioning the gods before becoming a god.

Blocking the questioning channel for later people after becoming a god.

This kind of thing has happened countless times in reality, and Roland has done it too.

But Roland is an ordinary person, and Tia is a goddess.

When Roland did this, Christine just smiled knowingly and was not there.

When the goddess did this, Christine's worldview collapsed.

The words on the title page of "The Book of Light" were deleted, which made her worship of the goddess's character collapse.

The battle on the God's Punishment Island was fought by the Sea King with his life and shattered her incarnation, which made her worship of the goddess's strength collapse.

How many times did sincere prayers not get a response, and this kind of angry behavior made her worship of the goddess's magnanimity collapse.

Three collapses in one day, she has to doubt how much difference there is between the goddess and them.

Or as Roland once said.

God is just a mortal who ascended to the realm of God, we are all the same.

Christine clenched the book in her hand, piercing the pages with her fingertips without noticing.

"Is Poseidon dead?"

There was a rare bit of concern in her cold voice.

Roland looked at Sophia. It was the first time he saw this kind of thing in her eyes.

"Don't be surprised. Poseidon and I have a good personal relationship. I thought I would have a chance to reminisce with him before the final return day, but I didn't expect him to be so extreme."

"Give up your precious life just to crush Tia's incarnation that can be condensed at any time?"

Sophia frowned slightly, a little puzzled.

She was not very interested in Roland's analysis of the battle situation.

She was unmoved by the slaves' tears of joy at liberation.

Irene fought to the end, and she was not moved by the tragic death of her whole person who turned into countless light spots on the spot.

She ignored Katarina's poor command.

Only Poseidon's abnormal behavior surprised her.

She knew this old friend. Although he had a violent temper, he would not let his temper affect his decision-making.

Poseidon knew that he had poor emotional control, so he never made decisions when he was angry.

Was he out of control this time or was he thinking carefully?

Based on her understanding of Poseidon, it must be the latter.

But Poseidon has been sleeping for too long, maybe his temperament has changed drastically?

Sophia fell into deep thought, and Roland did not disturb her. Instead, he went to the bookshelf next to her and took out a novel to read to pass the time.

After a long time, Sophia still couldn't figure it out, so she simply delegated the problem to others.

"Roland, what do you think?"

"I don't know. After all, I don't know the character of the Sea King. According to common sense, 90% of the decisions are made after careful consideration. This can be divided into two types: having a plan but ultimately failing and having everything under control."

Roland pondered for a moment and said slowly: "From another perspective, the fall of the Sea King may not be a bad thing for us."

"He is too strong, and it is difficult for him to convince himself that he is on an equal footing with young people like us. In addition, the fall of the Sea King has the following benefits. The first is..."

Sophia was speechless. Roland was too skilled in official language.

I asked him to evaluate me because I wanted to hear the truth. Why did he do an official assessment here?

But she reacted quickly.

Roland's ability to answer with official nonsense at least shows one thing.

This is not a big deal, so there is no need to delve into it.

Sophia did not continue to struggle. She filled all three empty goblets in front of her with the red wine she had just unscrewed.

A toast to the past. A toast to the past self who looked down on everyone with his ability.

A toast to the present. After the Battle of White Mountain, she regained her memory of being the Chosen One, and then chose a new path amid the attention and envy of the crowd.

A toast to Roland. This guy always creates miracles.

Sophia slowly said, "If you need the strongest person in this plane to take action in the future, come to me directly. But you are not allowed to interfere with my personal life."

She thought silently in her heart, "New power fills my body, who is the new target?" (End of this chapter)