Chapter 88 Bloody Princess (th update)
"Ahhhhh, kill me, kill me!"

In a forest, a man let out a shrill scream.

His limbs were broken, his eyes gouged out, his ears cut off, and he cried out in agony.

In front of the man, a woman with long black hair and wearing a military uniform was holding a long sword engraved with many runes.

The woman had a ferocious smile on her face, and used the tip of the sword in her hand to occasionally scratch the body of the man lying on the ground, leaving streaks of blood and making him feel extreme pain.

"Tell me, how many people are here to kill me!"

The sword in the woman's hand pierced the man's thigh again. The other party screamed again, but kept silent.

"Why don't you tell me? Bowen, go dig a hole, fill it with water, and use your magic to boil the water for me!"

The woman drew her sword and gave an order to a pale-faced wizard behind her.

The wizard was probably in his forties. He looked at the man lying on the ground in front of him, being tortured in various ways, and couldn't help swallowing.

"I'm talking to you, why are you still standing there?"

Seeing that the wizard didn't move, the woman frowned and shouted.

"Ah, yes, Your Highness, please wait a moment, I will do it right away!"

The wizard named Bowen was trembling as he prepared to dig a hole.

In the past, he was just a wizard who stayed at home studying magic. Because he had no money to continue studying magic, he was recruited by the princess and became one of her subordinates.

As a otaku, he had never learned necromancy and had never seen such a cruel scene. He was so scared that his legs were shaking.

“Although this is the world’s memory and you are not really dead, all the pain you have endured in this memory will be felt truly and accurately.

I will throw you into the pot, cook you till you are soft, and then throw your flesh to the animals in the forest. Prepare to enjoy it."

The woman laughed happily again, which made Bowen, who was digging a hole, tremble all over and dig faster.

The man lying on the ground showed a look of fear. He couldn't help but shout, "I'm telling you, I'm telling you, Your Highness, please just kill me!"

"Very well, I will grant you death, now speak quickly!"

"There are thirty people chasing you, seven of them are five-ring professionals, and the rest are three- and four-ring professionals."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Okay, okay, okay! My brother has really spent a lot of money to destroy my future. He even sent seven five-ring professionals.

Isn’t he afraid that they will die in this memory and never have the chance to advance to the Sixth Ring? "

As she spoke, the woman stabbed the man in the chest with a sword, causing the man to finally breathe his last with relief, and blood splattered all over her.

She looked at the people following her. Including Bowen, the fourth-ring wizard, there were only five of them.

Facing an elite force of up to thirty people, there is no possibility of survival.

Although she was a battle maniac, she was not a fool who sought death. She immediately said, "Bowen, use the cleansing spell for me. Let's run immediately!"

Although the woman appeared calm on the surface, she was actually filled with gloom inside.

She has been being hunted all the time, so even if she is not killed, she will have no chance to complete the mission. By the time the World Recollection is over, her score will definitely not be high, and she will completely lose the chance of promotion this time.

……

Two days later, the woman was in a miserable state and was fleeing in the forest.

The only one left by her side was the wizard; everyone else was dead.

Although this mage had little combat experience, he was worthy of being a mage. He used various spells and was the only one who survived.

In the past two days, she also experienced many battles and killed several pursuers. She even killed three of the opponent's five-rings.

After fighting without rest and being seriously injured, she was already at the end of her strength.

"Your Highness, I am only a fourth-ring mage. Even if I fail in this promotion, I can accept it. I will help you hold them back, and you can escape on your own!"

Mage Bowen was out of breath. The two days of chasing and escaping had actually increased his combat experience a lot.

“Shut up. I have nowhere to escape. Even if I escape, I can’t complete the mission. The other side has wanderers and druids. We can’t escape their pursuit.

Let's fight them together and kill as many as we can. You did a good job this time. When you leave this world and reminisce, I will prepare the magic materials you need for you!"

The princess flatly rejected her subordinates' kindness.

Bowen was very grateful, because the magic materials he needed were not cheap.

And this time he didn't protect the princess well, but still got the reward from the princess.

Although this princess was extremely cruel to her enemies and enjoyed killing them, she treated her own subordinates very well.

No wonder so many people were willing to follow this highness known as the 'Bloody Princess' in the empire. He now finally understood.

"Your Highness, you have no way to escape. It would be better if you choose to commit suicide, so that we don't have to insult your corpse, even if this is the world's memory."

A dozen people walked out of the nearby jungle.

Half of this elite team of more than 30 people have died in the two days of fighting, and there are even three five-ring masters among them. You should know that the princess in front of them is only a five-ring master.

“I really admire your strength and willpower, but if you die here, your hope of being promoted to the 6th ring in the future will be slim.

No matter your strength or political career, it ends here!"

The leader of the team drew the greatsword on his back.

The Bloody Princess showed no fear, she also raised the gorgeous sword in her hand.

She ignored her own shaky body and laughed, "Come on, even before I die, I will drag you down with me and bite off your throat!"

The man holding the giant sword smiled and said, "I am willing to be treated like this by your Highness."

With a wave of his hand, everyone prepared their weapons, and the druid in the team turned into an eagle and flew into the sky.

at this time--

The earth suddenly shook, and both the bloody princess and the man holding the giant sword found that they had run to the edge of the forest.

As far as the eye can see on the road, an orderly army is marching.

According to their experience, this army is definitely an elite army with thousands of people!
Seeing this army, the expressions of both sides changed drastically.

They didn't know where they were running to. If this was the army of the Church of Dawn, they would definitely be hunted down.

Even if this is the army of the Dark Moon Church, their behavior of choosing the Dark Moon Church camp but killing each other will definitely not end well.

Slowly, the marching army came closer, and they finally could see the fluttering flags.

A deep dark moon, surrounded by sunset flowers and luminous grass, and under the moon there is a crow with its wings spread. This is the symbol and holy emblem of the Dark Moon Goddess.

"Your Highness, they should be mercenaries who came across the sea to join the church. How could these mercenaries be killing each other?"

The army's commander came to Deya and whispered, his tone clearly angry at the end.

"It turns out that those of us who participated in the World Remembrance are mercenaries."

Deya looked at the people in front of him.

He pointed at those people and said, "Catch them!"

"Yes!"

The legion commander immediately led the hundred guards beside him and rushed towards these people.

When the team of a dozen or so people saw this large army, they turned around and ran without thinking.

Apart from the fact that they could not contend with the army of thousands of people, the pressure from the legion commander who came to kill them told these people that he was a 6-ring strong man who mastered the power of myth!
The Bloody Princess lowered her eyes and said to the wizard Bowen: "Don't resist."

In order to get the promotion smoothly, she is flexible and adaptable.

"Bring those two here!"

Deya ordered again.

The Bloody Princess and the magicians beside her did not resist. They were brought to Deya with their seriously injured bodies.

Deya rode on the ghost horse, looked down at the other person, and asked, "Name."

"Ishamara Silver Heart!"

The Bloody Princess leaned on the sword in her hand and proudly said her name.

This name alone cannot be insulted in any way.

'Yinxin? The surname of the royal family of the Narpo Empire.'

Deya thought to himself.

The deputy commander beside him saw this arrogant woman and shouted angrily: "Why don't you bow down to His Majesty the Son of God?"

A strong fighting spirit and the power of myths that speak of death erupted from the deputy legion commander.

Blown by the fighting spirit mixed with mythical power, Ishamara stood up straight stubbornly even though she was seriously injured and swaying like duckweed in the wind.

She is the princess of the empire, how can she bow down easily, unless the man is strong enough for her to respect.

She subconsciously looked towards the man called 'Son of God', and looked at the face under his hood.

No, there was no face there, only darkness and a pale flame burning where the right eye should be!
"boom------"

Staring into the pale flame, Ishamara felt as if her soul was being torn apart.

She saw the dark moon rising high in the sky and beheld an infinitely great being, who was like a mountain, like the sea, and like the starry sky at night.

And in front of this sublime thing, there is the deepest and most addictive thing - death!
When Ishamara came to her senses, she found herself sweating all over. She was kneeling on the ground with a sword in her hand, kneeling in front of the Son of God.

(End of this chapter)