"That's what it is...... Divine Punishment ......"

The young queen's eyes widened as she watched Kirwin's increasingly distorted, hideous face, and could even clearly observe the silent screams and pleadings.

She couldn't believe that a tyrant who had left her helpless but to compromise and retreat was now as fragile as a newborn baby, powerless to resist.

God!

This word, both familiar and unfamiliar, keeps echoing in my head.

No mortal can remain calm after seeing the power of the gods with his own eyes, and no one can resist the temptation to benefit from the gods.

Especially for a queen who has no real power in her hands and is surrounded by countless ill-intentioned snoopers, if she can obtain the protection of a true god, it is equivalent to getting a bargaining chip to compete with the other party at the negotiation table.

Until he is sure that he is capable of standing up to the gods, no monarch will joke with his life and that of his family for the sake of petty profits.

After all, in many ancient stories and legends, there are references to the legendary curse from the gods, once contaminated, it will be passed down from generation to generation until all blood descendants are dead.

In contrast, Isolt's is much more honest, standing still obediently, and the whole person is like a sculpture.

Of course, this is not because he doesn't want to move, but because the bottle of blood containing divinity is constantly boiling in his body, seriously interfering with the perception and control of magical energy.

You don't have to ask to know that this is the inevitable end of taking shortcuts.

Although ingesting a little dark divinity can restore the youthfulness of mortals and delay aging and death, it also means that they will be influenced and controlled by the original owner of the divinity.

But in Isolt's eyes, the long life span was worth it.

What's more, he believed that as long as he hadn't been abandoned by his master, the goddess in front of him would never dare to take advantage of this to do something.

So he's safe, at least so far.

Musa undoubtedly also felt the incomparably familiar divinity, and glanced at Isolt, who maintained an old appearance, with the corner of her eye, and pursed the corners of her mouth and asked, "You are the thief, who stole a little blood from me?"

"No, great goddess, I am not a thief, that vial of blood was given to me by my master. Isolt bent down and bowed deeply.

In front of gods countless times more powerful than himself, he never minded showing his most humble side.

"Master?huh! You mean that guy. Musa pursed the corners of her mouth and smiled playfully, followed by a low whisper of temptation: "So are you interested in being my chosen one? See, you already have a dark divinity, and I only need to inject a little divine power, and it will give you unimaginable power in no time." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'll have to refuse your kindness. Isolt set her eyes on the tormented Kirwin, and the meaning was self-evident.

There are many people in the world who think they are smart and like to walk between the strong as the weak as a way to prove their ingenuity.

But many people don't know that there are only a very few successful cases of doing this, and most of the final results are often either not well measured, being crushed to death like a bed bug by the strong joining forces, or becoming cannon fodder at the moment of betrayal.

What's more, there is also the lesson of Kerrwin, how dare he, with a relatively conservative personality, betray a master who has not figured out the depth until now.

The only thing he knew was that the master he was loyal to possessed unimaginable power, and could even inadvertently create a true goddess of darkness.

"Hehe, you're a smart fellow, and you know how to survive better than all the self-proclaimed smart people I've ever met. ”

After saying these meaningful words, Miusa stepped in front of the young queen, stretched out her right hand and gently stroked the smooth and delicate cheek of the other party, and said in an extremely serious voice: "How about it, have you thought about my proposal last time?"

"I ...... I thought it through. I agree!"

After a moment of hesitation, the queen hurriedly nodded quickly, not even paying attention to the men who were limp and kneeling on the ground.

After all, for her, although the tyrant is dead, and her soul is constantly suffering and suffering, it does not mean that there are no other enemies.

Therefore, it is undoubtedly a pretty good choice to use the power of gods and religion to balance the power of secular kings.

As for whether religion will become bigger in the future, and whether it will start trying to influence and control the regime, that is all for the future.

If we refuse now, there will be a big question mark over whether this new kingdom will succeed in surviving.

"Very good! now get on your knees!"

The Dark Goddess nodded in satisfaction, pressed her palm down slightly, and motioned for the Queen to kneel in front of her.

The latter did not hesitate, and directly lifted his skirt and knelt on his knees.

When she knelt down, Miusa raised her left hand and chanted in an aria-like tone: "I, Miusa, the goddess of darkness, hereby declare that this mortal is my spokesman in the mortal world, the supreme elect, favored and blessed by the darkness. Whoever dares to do anything rude to her will suffer the wrath of me. Now, I grant you glory and strength to try to spread the dark faith so that more ignorant mortals will understand that I am the only true god in this world, and that all other temples worship false gods. ”

The words just fell!

A completely opaque darkness shrouded the Queen from head to toe!

After just a few seconds, when the darkness cleared, people could clearly see that there were two more extremely delicate black magic patterns on her forehead and cheeks, and her body began to emit a dark energy that merged with the surrounding vista.

"Thank you for your generosity and protection! I swear that as long as I and my children and grandchildren rule this country, I will spare no effort to spread your faith and make every citizen a believer in you. ”

Feeling the power that was about to come out, the young queen raised her head and made her vows in a slightly excited tone.

She understands that from this moment on, she really controls her own destiny, not being someone else's marionette.

"I'm looking forward to your performance......"

The goddess of darkness, who had seen and experienced too much betrayal, smiled slightly, and the whole person suddenly disappeared without a trace along with the dark clouds in the sky.

At least five minutes or so after she left, the crowd affected by the divine power trembled and got up from the ground, and looked at the queen with a look of fear instead of being full of all kinds of ambitions and desires.

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