After pondering for a long while, she reached out and grabbed a tattered magic notebook from the Great Library, reading it with great interest.

《Anecdotes of Tyberia》.

The author's name was scratched off, only a blurry "Joe" could be pieced together. Judging from the self-description, it seemed to be a former High Priest of the Church of the Goddess of War.

This notebook's authenticity is unknown, and it's unclear whether it's a smear piece or a praise piece, but it does record many tea-flavored operations.

It's truly bad, but it's also truly effective.

For the Eternal Night Empress, who is now determined to be a bad woman, it's not just a guiding light, but a set of reference answers.

I love copying homework the most!

So, Little Ao, you must work hard to become bad today!

......

......

Drinking Ice Manor.

Roger and Little Joey were sprawled haphazardly on the bed, intertwined like octopuses, sleeping deeply due to extreme exhaustion.

Last night, the match was successful. With a cry of 'all troops advance,' the Pirate King frantically pushed the lane, directly advancing to the tower. Due to careless positioning, he was killed by a Firefly in seconds, granting First Blood.

The Pirate King, enraged, relied on the Deep Sea Heart's recovery buff and teleported back to the lane, and the two sides were entangled again.

Although the Firefly had the advantage of First Blood, the Pirate King was a lane bully in the early game and quickly gained complete dominance.

Both sides were noobs engaging in a chaotic brawl, relying entirely on instinct without any strategy.

The Firefly had a healing skill, but the mana bar always had a limit. After running out, she was pushed all the way to the high ground, with no power to fight back.

For the rest of the time, she could only bitterly beg the enemy to quickly push the crystal and end this torment for her.

But the Pirate King was relentless, and according to the moves learned from various teachers, he began a fancy fountain camping session.

After three hours of hard dragging, both were exhausted, and they embraced each other and fell asleep satisfied.

The sky gradually brightened.

Little Joey suddenly felt a hard, foreign object on her leg.

Her little hand subconsciously touched it and felt something familiar, it was the Pirate King's Berserker Blade, known as the torment king.

She was immediately frightened awake.

Roger also woke up. With a '嘤' sound, Little Joey shrank into the corner of the bed, timidly asking, "President, you're up again?"

"Cough, cough, misunderstanding, misunderstanding..."

Roger blushed for once, pulling the quilt to pretend nothing happened.

It's normal for young people to have wet dreams, after all, the Duke's mansion provides nutritious meals.

But it's very awkward when someone next to you is woken up by you.

What's even more awkward is that the person in the wet dream wasn't the beauty next to him, but the Eternal Night Empress...

He really couldn't tell Little Joey that he had a reaction to that despicable woman.

After calming down, Roger realized it wasn't a dream.

It was a keepsake sent by the Eternal Night Empress through the tattoo on his leg, a magical version of a "selfie."

He couldn't help but admire Her Majesty's magical skill, which was truly unfathomable. It seemed like she could unilaterally upgrade the magic beacon version and add new features?

Even Zhang Xiaolong isn't as good as you!

What's even more outrageous is that the despicable Empress didn't sleep in the middle of the night, reforged the Star Throne into version 2.0, and then still had the energy to take selfies?

This is...

Who can resist this?

The former Eternal Night Empress was beautiful. Even with mountains of corpses and seas of blood beneath her feet, she still retained some shadow of a little princess. Her majesty was condensed from strength beyond legend and lofty ideals, with an inhuman sense of perfection.

There was an inviolable transcendence between her brows. As a dignified villainous big boss, she even had a hint of holiness, can you believe it?

In the selfie Roger just received, the Eternal Night Empress was lazy and mysterious, reclining on a grotesque and evil-styled throne.

Between her brows was contempt and playfulness, and a smile that looked down on all beings curled at the corner of her mouth.

A complete bad woman.

Has she unlocked a new attribute and awakened into a Dark Empress?

Roger suspected that he had touched a hidden storyline that even players in his previous life had not unlocked.

The Eternal Night Empress in this picture was indeed too different from the past, so different that even he, a straight man, thought they were two different people.

At this moment, the Eternal Night Empress had shed the last trace of immaturity, insightful about the world and frankly bad.

This taste is so delicious, utterly mature!

Perhaps this is the true demeanor that a real villainous boss should have?

The complete Eternal Night Empress that the previous production team did not complete?

I... I can do it!

Roger tried to suppress his gun, but the more he suppressed it, the more excited he became.

A glutton who is full rarely has interest in delicacies.

A young man who indulges all night without restraint doesn't even want to click on the license plate.

But now, a picture from the Eternal Night Empress has prematurely ended his sage time, and the LSP is resurrected with full health.

The previous her could never have done this.

The person is still the same person, and the royal robe is still the same royal robe.

Not revealing or enchanting, yet there is a faint fragrance that stirs the heart, turning into a unique charm, making her particularly alluring all of a sudden.

It was just a fleeting glance, but it was as deeply engraved in his mind.

Beautiful enough to linger for three days, with lingering hardness that doesn't stop.

Little Joey, huddled in the corner, was too shallow in her understanding of men.

Hearing Roger say it was a misunderstanding and that he didn't mean to bully her again, she rolled back into Roger's arms, clinging to him affectionately, her voice as soft as a lazy kitten: "Then let's continue sleeping, I'm still so tired..."

What is called adding fuel to the fire?

The man, already full of evil thoughts, was completely unable to control his gun when his body, which had tasted all the wonderful flavors, clung to him!

He hugged Little Joey back, and a pair of hands that had already mastered her sensitive weaknesses began to misbehave.

Soon, the girl's sensitive body also had a reaction.

"You're so bad, you're torturing me, you bastard who doesn't let people sleep, sob..."

She pouted and complained reluctantly, but because of the gentleness in her character, she cooperated with his excessive plunder as much as possible.

Roger tried to lighten his movements as much as possible, saying injustice in his heart.

It's all your idol's fault for not acting like a human, sending pictures randomly, and not giving people a holiday that caused the accident.

I'm also a victim!

Even though he was doing something happy, Roger suddenly felt a regret in his heart that he wanted but couldn't get.

"Damn it, bad women are the best!"

He muttered something, finally ending an accidental battle.

He gently and lovingly held the little woman in his arms, who was almost fainting.

Don't think too much about what you can't get, cherish the person in front of you.

He slept again until the sun was high in the sky.

......

......

This day at noon.

Northern coast of the Green Vine Empire, Yaman Sixteenth Province.

This was once the most prosperous Yaman Empire of the human race before the Green Vine Empire, also known as the Veronica Dynasty.

The former dynasty's capital, Ashford City, is now just the capital of a province.

This is a magnificent city with white walls up to forty-five meters high, designed and built by the Wisdom Church under the God of Knowledge, so strong that it can withstand the full blow of a legendary powerhouse.

As a result, it was directly collapsed by the Eternal Night Empress for a section of five hundred meters, and the Green Vine Iron Cavalry drove straight in.

Nobles and officials who had contacted Nightingale long ago bowed down and escorted Veronica XVI to the guillotine.

The change of dynasties, which should have been magnificent, was so simple and unadorned and boring.

"Smart people" will always buy new tickets in advance when the sinking ship is about to sink.

Of course, there are also remnants of the Veronica family who have always been loyal and have been active in the underground of Ashford City.

A few days ago, they finally waited for the princess they were looking forward to.

Chatty Veronica.

The former dynasty's princess, the saint of the God of Knowledge, was entrusted with hope by the remnants of the seventeen countries, the mentor of the dawn in the prophecy who would overthrow the tyranny of the Green Vine and end this eternal night.

This is a quiet girl with black hair and blue eyes, as beautiful as a work of art.

Those slender hands that should be flipping through books are now in charge of life and death, shouldering the responsibility of revitalizing the family and the dynasty.

At this moment, Chatty ended her magic communication with Princess Tasika.

She turned to look at nearly a thousand members of the Heavenly Dawn Army behind her, wearing hoods, old and young, their faces hidden in the shadows.

Her eyes gradually became firm, as if there was a fire burning: "Today, our actions will announce the existence of the Heavenly Dawn Army to the world. This may be the beginning of the road to restoration, or it may be the end of our lives. Everyone, are you ready to face the storm of the Green Vine Empire and call for dawn?"

A group of people folded their hands on their chests and responded in unison:

"Always ready, Mentor!"

They are the backbone of the Heavenly Dawn Army, the elite of the Seven Gods Church, the last force of the Veronica Dynasty, and the death warriors that Chatty has been training.

Also, in the long river of fate, they should have stabbed the most fatal sword at the Green Vine Empire, the gravediggers.

But in the river channel that has already turned to the tributary, they will appear two years in advance. Can they still set off a monstrous wave in the future?

Chatty doesn't know.

But she will still move forward firmly, until death.

Only the will that will not be destroyed by all difficulties can be worthy of everyone's "Mentor".

Chapter 78 Driving Wolves to Devour Tigers then Driving Wolves to Devour Tigers

In the middle of the Khambusak Desert, the continuous orc camps, the snoring shook the sky.

The 200,000 elite orcs are really suffering.

After a night of raids and hard searching, they didn't even find the enemy's shadow.

They only caught some Green Vine reconnaissance cavalry.

It is said that mastering the enemy's tentacles and reverse pushing the enemy's position is not a problem, right?

Tasika is also riding a silver dragon in the sky to provide vision.

Perhaps the enemy general deserves the nickname "Empire Fox", and can hide flawlessly in the desert, which lacks cover and is boundless.

The elite orc coalition forces held their breath, ran until dawn, and did not find a target to fight happily.

No matter how high the morale, if you keep failing to match the enemy, it will be almost exhausted.

Supporting until the morning, some infantry appeared to be dropping out of the team, Princess Tasika ordered to camp and rest.

She assured everyone that she would ride the giant dragon to continue searching for the cunning Green Vine Fox, and everyone must rest well and wait for the final battle with the enemy.

In fact, all the way, Tasika and her confidants took the lead in discovering the enemy's reconnaissance cavalry, and then eliminated and interrogated them.

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