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Chapter 192 Victory Night (1)

Effiin was endlessly confused about Suni's decision to cut off her hair. She had just expressed her closeness to Raven, Suni, why did you, a powerful god, come to cause trouble? Couldn't I, a little queen, ask you, a powerful and boundless person?

Immortal gods start a war?

What the hell is this?

It's really so embarrassing...

It feels really uncomfortable to be the weak one in a scandal.

What made Effiin collapse even more was what happened later. During the mental connection, she heard a cry like a small animal: "Woooo"

Obviously, it was from Laila whose beloved thing was taken away.

The chosen ones of God are very close to the gods, and they often have a spiritual connection no matter what happens. Now, with Effiin in the middle, it is even more difficult to behave.

Both the eldest son of other people and the eldest son of his own family had some unclear relationship with Raven, and Effiin, the younger sister, was really ashamed of herself.

Alas! I can't take care of this bad debt.

To Raven, Effie was helpless and bitter.

Every girl has her own dream of Prince Charming and hero complex. In the most difficult time, her country was saved by Raven, and she was also saved by Raven. Meeting such a handsome, young and stalwart hero

, she said she didn’t feel anything at all, that was a lie.

Do women all love heroes?

Maybe so.

"Raven! Raven! Raven!"

The tsunami-like cheers in my ears never stopped.

Who is the queen of the kingdom? Who is the king of the empire? Even the gods are not the protagonist at this moment. The only real protagonist that attracts everyone's attention is Raven*Yunfield, who has proven himself powerful in almost all fields!

Looking at Raven holding the trophy in his hand and waving to the audience, each wave arousing a bigger wave of cheers, Efein's eyes were a little moist.

She forced a smile on her face and clapped her hands mechanically. She didn't even know when the award ceremony ended or how she was brought back to the State Guesthouse by Sainz.

However, the aftermath of the reputation of being the strongest is still spreading and fermenting.

Perhaps Raven is the one who best understands the effects of advertising in this era.

That night, another news came out: John Pyros, a newly powerful demigod, announced that he had joined the Kingdom of Corianpas and became the patron saint of the kingdom. He also vowed not to seek godhood for a hundred years.

As an agreement, Raven cleverly concealed Pyros's promise to only stay for ten years, which sounded more like Pyros swore to protect Corianpas for the rest of his life.

According to common sense, even humans who have been promoted to the Holy Realm have a lifespan of nearly 500 years. As long as demigods do not perish, they have at least thousands of years of life. In fact, most demigods will perish on the road to becoming gods.

Instead of dying of old age in the mortal world.

Not being a god for 100 years literally means that you have to protect the peace of Kolimpais for at least a hundred years.

As soon as the news came out, all the forces in the continent were in an uproar.

Strong demigods are not a big deal. The seven empires only have one carrot and one pit, and each country has a strong Saint. Only the oldest empire of Toril has a strong demigod in charge.

Now there is a strong demigod in the small Kingdom of Columbais, which sounds like an overkill. In fact, there are also empires or big forces that are not willing to give in, and want to try their best to win over Pyros, but the most egregious guy is in Pyros.

Under the pressure of the momentum, his liver and gallbladder burst and he died.

Then no one mentioned it again.

At the welcome party organized by the Mosha Empire specifically for Queen Effiin, Pyros fulfilled his duties as a guardian of the kingdom. He followed Effiin appropriately, showing the greatest respect and respect.

obey.

This made many politicians from various countries shout that it was unscientific.

Everyone can foresee that with two goddesses escorting them above, a demigod strongman in the middle to protect them, and a new generation of strongmen like Raven at the bottom who are determined to develop, maybe not long after, a new empire will be born, and the political territory of the continent will be determined by the seven empires.

Become eight empires.

The ridiculous nobles continued their political thinking, but no one thought that the world would change drastically in three years.

Of course, Pyros thought that he was just selling himself for 10 years, which turned into a trap dug by Raven.

10 years? Then it will be the Year of Voyage. Where can you run then? If Pyros dares to run, the insidious Raven will say that you can choose to jump from the floating continent into the void, or go to the top of the mountain.

Go and be cannon fodder somewhere else.

Don't say ten years. Give Raven two years, and you won't be afraid even if Pyros turns against you. As it stands now, Pyros, an honest man, has been tricked by Raven.

The joining of Pyros also caused another chain reaction, that is, the legendary tourney two days later became much more peaceful.

In the past, whenever a new kingdom rose, especially the neighboring countries would come to test the new kingdom's gold content. It was common to kill someone. In the past thousand years, all members of the team sent by the new kingdom died in the ring.

It's not a rare thing. Often these kingdoms are destroyed soon after.

This time, first of all, Sainz is very strong, and secondly, there is the great god Pyros behind him. Countries have given instructions that if they encounter Sainz, they must have a real competition.

As for Count Tristan, the legendary strongman who was originally famous in Colombes?

After the news of Pyros's inauguration came to Corianpas, the news of Tristan's death in battle came. In the eyes of the people, with a strong demigod, who would care about the life and death of the legendary class?

Regarding Tristan, the public just said "oh".

Except for the Tristan family, no one will shed a single tear over this guy's death.

Before Tristan's death, there was actually a little incident. In a small city thirty kilometers west of the Mosha Imperial City, this city was completely controlled by Prince Darthnir. Tristan was imprisoned in the strictest prison.

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At midnight, something good happened to Count Tristan in despair.

A sexy and beautiful demon suddenly appeared in the prison.

Although he knew that the devil's appearance would bring no good, Tristan couldn't help but swallowed his saliva as he looked at the alluring body in front of him, wrapped in chains and shackles like a rice dumpling.

"Why are you here?"

"Hey, handsome guy, let me introduce you to a good deal."

"What deal?"

"Do you hate Raven? Do you hate Effiin?"

"certainly!"

Gently pulling out a contract filled with devil's words from a place that made Tristan's eyes tremble, the demon of lust smiled coquettishly: "Sign it, and I will give you power. Power enough to destroy Raven and Effiin."

Under the charm, Tristan, who was originally suffering from pain and mental torture, did not hesitate. He was going to die after dawn anyway, and he had no bargaining power at all. Anyway, if he died, it would be better to give it a try and grit his teeth. Just do it.

Signed!

Since he has no arms, he stamped his signature on the signature line with his teeth. But it doesn't matter, as long as there is any imprint representing his soul and will on it, the effect will be the same.

"I signed. Give me power. I know you may not be able to give me much power. After all, there is a strong demigod beside Raven. But as long as I can fight to the death, I will fight with his subordinates to let this couple of bitches

I'll be fine with the pain for a while." Tristan laughed ferociously.

Gently putting his index finger under his sexy lips, the lust demon showed a thoughtful expression: "Let me think about it, if there are no accidents, you will eventually become a legendary mithril golem."

"Yes! Very good! I can vent my anger as much as I want. Then, where is the mithril golem?" Tristan is not a country bumpkin, and of course he knows how terrifying the legendary mithril golem is, which is almost completely immune to magic.

"Well, the master didn't say anything. Anyway, we'll find out when your soul arrives."

Huh? Wait, something seems wrong!?

"Master? Who is your master? Soul? Shouldn't I gain power now?" After being tempted, Tristan's mind became groggy. At least he was not that stupid.

Actually, it’s not much different.

"Oh ho ho ho!" The desire demon made a clear and sweet mocking sound: "Didn't I tell you? After signing the contract, as soon as you die, your soul will belong to me, but my body and soul belong to me.

Master Raven*Yunfield. So...according to the affiliation, you can't escape Master Raven's grasp even if you die!"

It was like being kicked from a warm cloud of happiness into an extremely cold hell. The feeling of collapse made Tristan's ears buzz, he could hardly hear anything, and he was completely confused.

"No... no, this is not true! I know the devil is very dark! But at least you want me to take revenge! Even if I die, I will sacrifice my life for my enemy forever! What does this mean? No! No!" Tristan cried.

, I really burst into tears.

Adding insult to injury is what the devil loves most.

Stepping forward and squatting down, Melissa gently scratched Tristan's handsome face with her long scarlet nails: "Eh? Didn't I make it clear to you just now? I'm really sorry. If there is a next time

If so, I will definitely improve. But unfortunately, I'm afraid I won't have another business with you. After you die, your memory will be washed away by the River Styx. Then your powerful soul will be transferred to Raven's hands.

After the memory processing, you will become the most loyal battle golem of Master Raven."

"No, no, no!" Tristan yelled and struggled, but his strength was destroyed and his hands and feet were severed. He couldn't do anything. Suddenly, he remembered something: "Yes! As long as I'm not dead, that's fine."

!As long as I’m not dead, my soul is my own! Hahaha! I’m so smart!”

"Yes, you are very smart." Melissa clapped her hands, and a golden peak wanderer entered the cell. He completely ignored the fact that he was working for a devil, and walked towards Tristan with a grin.

He is the rogue who was recruited from the gladiatorial arena and then controlled by the Conqueror's Sword.

"No" someone's death cry ended after half a cry.

His eyes were wide open, filled with tears of reluctance. He didn't understand what he had done wrong. He was clearly supporting Effiin, but why did this bastard Raven come out to pick the fruit and kill the queen?

The man took everything away, not to mention the meat, not even a drop of soup was left for him.

But everyone in Colombes was praising Raven and that Lexus.

Lei Wen is good! Lei Wen is wonderful! Lei Wen is awesome.

Before he died, Tristan finally went completely crazy, and his endless anger swallowed up his last shred of sanity at the last moment. Immediately, Melissa, as a devil, saw the burning blue flames coming from Tristan's seven

It sprayed out from the hole and finally completely enveloped his entire body.

A figure covered in flames seemed to want to break away from the body and jump out of the flames. However, the more he struggled, the weaker he became, and finally gave up feebly, and then fell into the contract that Melissa just made.

"The best soul... This performance is definitely enough for me to be promoted." Melissa's eyes were full of ecstasy. (To be continued.)

ps: I will make up for what I owe slowly. Brothers and sisters, please give me the power of monthly votes!


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