Shadow of the Beautiful World

On the border of hell, this is still the barren and withered world.

But because of the re-opening of the passages of various hell dimensions, the magic power content in this special world is also increasing.

And because the souls of the dead in each world have to go to different hells through the border of hell, the border of hell, which used to be calm, has become lively now.

But hilarious...that's synonymous with trouble.

In the castle of Liana, the queen of the border, a robot with a height of more than 6 meters and a body made of metal, with a shell like a knight holding a sword, is walking quickly.

The demons who are cleaning the palace of Her Majesty carefully avoid its heavy footsteps, so as not to be trampled into meat paste.

It is called Black Knight, and it is the most loyal mechanical attendant of Her Majesty Liana, Queen of the Borderlands.

Its whole body is painted in deep jet black, and it wears a huge black cloak. It wears a battle helmet made of hellfire dragon skin on its head. There is also a huge burning feather inserted in the medieval style battle helmet.

That was the spoil it got when it conquered a rebellious snake demon for Her Majesty the Queen.

It used to be called Elegy, which didn't sound like a serious Decepticon warrior.

In fact, it was once the bullshit of the Decepticon camp, claiming to hold the power of fear, but in fact it had no great power.

In the original Cybertron War, this guy was sent to the border of hell by Merlin as a gift from Merlin to Liana.

This former Cybertronian has experienced a lot in hell and is very proficient in black magic, but Her Majesty the Queen, who knows nothing about machinery, has transformed it with all kinds of weird black magic.

It was also retrofitted with steampunk-style parts by the Gangar Demon Engineers in Hell.

No one could ever tell what strings in the guy's mechanical brain were mis-struck, or what tortured the poor robot.

In short, it has now become Liana's loyal dog leg, carrying Her Majesty's orders every day to suppress various rebellions on the border of hell.

At this time, the Black Sir hurriedly walked into Her Majesty's palace, and reported the urgent situation to Her Majesty the Queen, who is supreme here, in pure demonic language with a hint of metallic sound.

My wicked master.

Black Jazz knelt down on one knee, and he reported in a tone with a strong hell style:

On the eastern border, the demons guarding the entrance of Satan's Hell are trying to plunder the souls of mortals again. Your guards are trying to repel them, but they are obviously no match for the well-trained Satanic demons.

As it spoke, it raised its arms, and a blue projection appeared in front of Her Majesty's throne made of 99 demon skulls.

This scene attracted the attention of two flaming hellhounds lying on both sides of the queen's throne. This terrifying creature raised its ferocious head, but soon lost interest in those illusory projections.

On the projected screen, two demon armies are fighting frantically in the barren red desert. Some high-level demons are commanding the battle, but compared to those elite demons pouring out of Satan's hell, Liana's The border demons on the side are obviously no opponents.

They were born in the barren border of hell, lacking the nourishment of the soul, and not having enough magic power to absorb and use.

Judging by the standards of demons, the demons under Liana's command are a group of out-and-out crooked melons, not only weak in fighting will, but also unorganized and undisciplined. Some timid guys fled.

In short, the performance of Liana's legion was quite clumsy, so bad that Liana herself, who was sitting on the throne, couldn't stand it anymore.

The battle on the projection was soon over, and the victorious Satanic demons arrogantly drove a group of mortal undead back to their hell through the gate of stone pillars standing in the desert.

Liana knew what those demons were doing to plunder the souls of the undead. When these undead fell into the hands of the demons of Satan Hell, they would be made into various soul creations.

The metropolis is used by the hell lords as a reserve for the hell legion, so as to support more soldiers and prepare for the upcoming hell war that has never stopped in fact.

This is a miserable fate, but in fact, even if these dead souls go to where they should go, their fate will not be better than being used as food for demons.

Come on, this is hell...

Those who can go to hell are the souls of wicked people, and the Bible has clearly explained the treatment that souls who fall into hell will encounter.

Let them go.

Frontier Queen Liana Latympus, the Queen of the Hell's Borderlands nestles in her throne like a salted fish. She wraps herself in a gorgeous black velvet cloak. Regarding what Black Sir reported, she Acted indifferent.

she says:

The disappearance of some dead souls is not a big problem. No one will care about their fate, even their relatives in the world will not care. This is not something that needs attention... Besides, next time you have something like this Just handle it yourself.

But my evil master, your frontier regiments...

The black knight showed his loyalty, and the Cybertronian with a wrong brain said stubbornly to Liana:

Their combat effectiveness is too poor, let alone protect your territory, they can't even protect themselves well.

Hehe, don't embarrass those poor demons who haven't had enough to eat since childhood, my attendant.

The Queen of the Frontier waved her hand with a normal face, and she said to Black Sir:

I don't expect those frontier demons to do anything at all, they are not even qualified as cannon fodder. But we will have a new army soon, and let those useless trash demons fend for themselves.

Liana sat up straight, looked at Black Knight, and said:

Those Asgardian undead, what happened to them...?

They are very noisy, my terrible master.

Black Sir replied in a low voice:

But they're not averse to being stuck in Limbo, especially after we've given them enough spirits that they're even, a little... a little bit happy.

I took your order to recruit the warriors on the frontier, and many souls of the dead responded enthusiastically, but if they are required to stay in the border of hell forever, they will ask for more treats.

They are all good fighters. With a little training, they can replace your incompetent border army to guard our territory.

very good!

Liana nodded happily. She raised the wine glass in hand and said to her mechanical attendant:

Then give them enough treats. If not enough, go to Asazor. He will bring us enough supplies from the human world. We must recruit enough Asgardian souls as soon as possible.

Let the members of the Succubus Sisters work harder and trick them into signing the soul contract. Anyway, their hell has collapsed, their god of death has disappeared, and they have nowhere to go.

Obey, my wicked master.

Black Sir accepted the order, but just as it was leaving, the robot said again:

One more thing, Your Majesty, there are still some Asgardian dead souls who are unwilling to stay in Limbo, they stubbornly want to go to Niflheim according to their tradition...

Do you want me to teach you such a small matter?

Liana scolded in dissatisfaction:

Catch all those bastards who don't want to stay, let the soul demons torture them, grind their minds, and turn them into members of our dead soul army... Wait, wait, I suddenly Got an idea.

A flash of inspiration flashed in the Queen of the Frontier's mind. She rubbed her chin. After a while, a good idea formed in her mind. She said to her attendant:

Let them go!

Huh? My evil master, this...

The black jazz's mechanical head couldn't turn a corner for a while, but its extremely evil master explained it for it:

Let them go, and then block the mountain road to the south, so they can only go around the entrance of Satan's hell.

Hehe, those greedy lords under Satan will not let go of this good opportunity, they will join in the plunder, and when those demons grab the spoils, we will show up as 'justice' again, and take those stubborn bastards Save it.

Move with emotion, understand with reason.

Liana flicked her fingers, and said triumphantly:

Now, even if those Asgardian ghosts have stones in their heads, they will also be able to tell which is more friendly to them.

Ah, that's it.

The black knight suddenly realized, and the robot said exaggeratedly and blatantly:

My evil master, your evil is really creepy, and even Mephisto's dark tricks are not as good as yours.

hehe.

Liana, who has lived in the border of hell since she was a child, has long been used to this weird custom of demons. She frankly regards it as a compliment. She waved her hand and said:

Then go to work.

Black Jazz stood up as he had come, and quickly left the queen's palace amidst the low sound of mechanical collisions and rattles.

The whole hall fell silent again, Liana leaned lazily on the throne, she raised her right hand, the ring on her finger was shining brightly, she said with a bored look:

You bastards, you can only move your mouth. I'm doing all the dirty work...Damn it! I was really out of my mind to join you.

But then again, if it weren't for you, I would have died in the hands of that old bastard in Bellacus... Sigh, the debt of favor is the hardest thing to repay.

Border Queen Liana sighed. She wrapped her comfortable velvet cloak tighter and leaned on the throne in a more comfortable posture. With a light wave of her finger, a magic projection appeared in front of her eyes.

Well, this week's TV series should be updated again, right?

Those damned, lazy screenwriters and directors in the human world should be arrested and tortured in hell.

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Her Majesty the Queen of Hell's Boundary follows the teachings of the half-demon Damon, who is full of bad water among the children of hell.

Using various methods to gather those Asgardian souls who went to Niflheim and Hela's underworld from the border of hell, in order to expand the bad military power of the border of hell.

Asgardians are physically stronger than people on Earth, and their souls are therefore very potential. If Liana can have an army composed entirely of Asgardian souls, then she will be able to fight in a short time. She needs to worry that her throne will be overthrown by her malicious 'neighbors', and the children of hell will have a solid rear.

However, the young border queen still overlooked one point after all.

Although the god of death of the Asgardians has disappeared strangely, it does not mean that no one pays attention to the souls of Asgardians. In fact, unlike the earth, the Asgardians have the concept of gods in their civilization.

Save us, Your Majesty the Queen of Heaven.

Low-pitched cries and wailing sounds came from the mist. Her Majesty the Queen of Asgard, the wife of God King Odin, and the most powerful witch in the entire God's Domain, Frigga, stood in the mist.

The queen is honored as Queen of Heaven by her own people, which is not only a sign of her status, but also a respect for the powerful magical power she possesses.

Her Majesty Frigga looked at the dark fog around her, and she knew that she was in a dream.

Witches can also dream, and the dreams of witches often represent some kind of projection of the real world, which is similar to the principle that wizards on earth will have some precognitive dreams.

It is all the feedback in the dream of what is happening in the future or what is happening after the understanding of magical power reaches a certain level.

Who is calling me?

Queen Frigga asked:

Let's meet in person.

During her invitation, the surrounding fog slowly dissipated, and one after another figures appeared in front of the Queen of Heaven. They had the appearance of Asgardians, but their eyes were lit with the dark green soul fire, which It is a symbol of the dead.

Dead, why are you calling me?

The Queen of Heaven is not afraid of the phantoms in front of her eyes, this is her dream, she can wake up at any time, and these weak dead souls calling her in such a situation also means that these dead souls have a request for her.

As a benevolent ruler, the Queen of Heaven is willing to listen to their pleas.

My merciful queen...

A frail old man leaning on a birch cane, he knelt down in front of the Queen of Heaven, begging:

Your people can't rest in peace after death, we can no longer follow the footsteps of our ancestors to the kingdom of the dead, we can't return to the world tree of glory, they are stopping us, they are transforming your people into ghosts that will never rest warrior...

Please help us, Your Majesty, please help us.

oh?

A trace of anger flashed in Tianhou's eyes, and she asked:

Where do the forces that prevent you from returning to the World Tree come from?

In hell, Your Majesty, they are running amok in hell, please help us...

The figures of the old man and other dead souls dissipated in the mist. As dead people, they must have spent a huge price to send this information to the ruler of Asgard.

The next moment, Tian Hou woke up from the dream. She sat up from the bed and walked quickly to her astrology tower. She was observing the astrology and confirmed that some secrets that should be buried deeply were still intact.

The dimension of hell is no longer stable, and the dead are longing for peace.

Queen Frigga held her cane, and she said to the maid beside her:

Immediately invite the ministers to come to the Astrology Tower. This is a serious situation. We must solve this problem immediately!

A moment later, the envoys of the Queen of Heaven scattered out of the Astronomy Tower on a winged pegasus, flashing brilliant rays of light across the night sky of Asgard.

Thor, look!

In a certain tavern in God's Domain, Loki thumped the shoulder of Thor who was drinking happily. He pointed to the sky and said:

The queen mother is calling the ministers, stop drinking, come quickly, something important must have happened!