Cloud Thinking

Fortunately, the Morogen god didn't hear this, otherwise even if he was dead, he would have opened the coffin, climbed out, strangled Helia to death, and taken her away with him.

Fortunately, there were no crazy believers here, otherwise she would have been stabbed to pieces if one of them came.

Ian Hill couldn't help but chuckle when he heard Helia say this nonsense seriously. "Is it so terrible?"

"Yeah, it's scary. Don't look at it. Just follow me." Helia lowered her head and moved closer to the statue. Since she was planning to blow it up, the first choice would definitely be the statue. Although this would very likely lead to the revenge of the gods, based on the principle that if you offend me, I must offend you, this damn evil cult has set its sights on her. Can't she retaliate against them?

She is a petty person who holds grudges the most.

But sometimes experience can mislead people. In the last ruins, Helia learned a lesson because of Turmeaj's real name. She turned a blind eye to unfamiliar text spells and magic circles. As a result, when she stepped into the altar, she did not notice the magic circle carved on the ground, which contained magic power.

In other words, this huge magic circle has been operating all the time, and this is why such an important altar is left unattended.

The next second, Helia nearly got entangled by thorns that suddenly appeared because she stepped into the effective range of one of the magics. It was only because Ianthil pulled her that she escaped. Before she could recover from the shock, she heard a "clicking" sound similar to the turning of gears. The magic circles composed of various magics on the floor were lighting up one by one, and then magic with strong murderous intent attacked her -

Without giving it a second thought, Helia summoned her domain and led her people inside. This was actually very risky. After all, her domain had undergone tremendous changes since she nearly died last time - it had become uncontrollable.

Ianthil looked at the battlefield in front of him, which was filled with flames, corpses and smoke, and then slowly lowered his head to look at the thing under his feet that gave him a strange touch - it was a corpse. His pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at Helia who was holding his wrist tightly beside him with some horror.

Although he showed an expression of extreme fear, in Helia's opinion, his emotional value line only rose slightly and soon returned to normal.

Helia felt that the domain was a private space in a sense, but at this moment she felt a little uneasy, as if a friend she had just met had suddenly come to visit her kennel, which she had never cleaned. She tried to hide something, but she couldn't hide anything.

"Uh - it wasn't like this before. It used to be very beautiful, with lots of flowers. But, uh, due to some accidents, it became a little strange." Helia scratched her head and explained.

Her dual-form domain has become only this form, and she cannot control everything in the domain. She can even be attacked by things in her own domain.

She used to have the ownership and usage rights of the domain, but now she only has the key to enter the domain. This change is probably due to the awakening of the remaining will of Watersise, which turned her beautiful garden into the ruins of the war between gods.

Helia had not told anyone else about this. From the time she had a domain to the time she fully mastered it, it was Mobicius who had been teaching her personally. Now that the teacher was not around, she had nowhere to ask.

The main reason was that she discovered it too late. After waking up from being nearly stabbed to death by Netina, Brashiri forbade her to use magic. Until Saturde and moving into Perkin Castle, she had never mobilized the magic power in her body.

One night, she read a book about the magic of the realm and then she remembered to summon the realm. But when she went in and saw it, she saw that it was the other way around. The world had changed!

The change of form is not a big problem, and the change from double form to single form is not the key, but even her control is taken away. Isn’t that too much?

And although this is the ruins of the war between gods, one can occasionally glimpse huge figures intertwined in the sky, accompanied by tremendous pressure and impact. If you stay in this area for too long, you will be driven crazy by the pressure of the gods.

"Is this the battlefield of God...?" Ianhill glanced around and then judged with a hint of uncertainty.

The corpses on the ground were from many races, and the gloomy sky was occasionally flashed with lightning and thunder. When the light flashed, a towering figure like a mountain could be seen in the distance, and its movements caused the entire area to shake. Based on these observations, he quickly determined that this was a battlefield of gods, not an ordinary battlefield.

As for which battlefield of the war between gods it was, he was not quite sure. After all, there were wars every day in ancient times, and there were not many historical books left recording the wars, so people knew very little about the past.

"Yes, the war between gods one thousand six hundred years ago." Helia pulled over a battle flag that was inserted diagonally into the pile of corpses and unfolded it for Ianthil to see. On it were six large characters "Kameatso" written in ancient language, and there was also an emblem in the upper left corner - a flame with a sword in the shape. It was not only the national emblem of this country, but also the mark of the god of war.

Kamaeatsos believed in Votsise and was a country blessed by the god of war. The enemy god Coeledoro took the lead in declaring war on Kamaeatsos under the banner of opposing war, advocating peace and establishing a stable order.

The death of Watersise also meant the defeat of Kameatesos. Without the help of the gods, they were unable to cope with internal divisions and external attacks. Under the guidance of order, they surrendered.

"The God of War, Watersise, fell here." Ianthil took the flag from her hand and slowly stroked it. The flag soaked in rain and blood was filled with the breath of death. This is war.

Helia waited for a while, thinking that the other party would ask a few more questions, such as why there were ruins of the war between gods in her domain, and why it was related to the fallen god of war, Watersise, but he just lowered his eyes and stared at the flag, silent and sad.

"My territory is not safe. We may be attacked at any time. This is not a place you can stay for long." Helia wiped the blood stains from the flag onto her skirt. "Stay here and don't walk around. I'll go outside to check the situation."

Ian Hill then raised his head to look at her, pursed his pale lips slightly, and smiled faintly, and replied: "Okay, I'll wait for you here."

Helia nodded, holding her wand and leaving her own territory. She detected the activation of the intruder's magic circle again, and was surrounded by various magical attacks from all directions. She quickly cast a pyroblast, which collided with the magic from one direction in the air, exploded with a bang, and tore a gap for her.

But she underestimated the complexity and comprehensiveness of the magic circle. Even if she broke open an exit, there were still a lot of attack magic on the way out. As long as she stepped on it, it would definitely be triggered.

"Swoosh—" Helia went into the field again. She went out safely, but came back covered in dust in less than a minute.

"Princess Helia, are you okay?" Ianhill stepped forward to support her and asked with concern.

Helia turned her head and blew a puff of black air towards the man's stunningly handsome face - she was close to the explosion just now and accidentally inhaled it.

. . . . . .

"Hahahahahahahaha! Cough cough cough—" Seeing that he was stunned, Helia couldn't help laughing out loud, and ended up choking on her saliva and started coughing violently. This was retribution in this life.

"Your Highness, it's very dangerous outside, isn't it?" Ianthil sighed helplessly, shook his head, and put his hand on Helia's back, patting her gently to help her smooth her back.

"Cough, cough, cough - it's okay..." Helia moved away from his body, put her fist to her mouth and coughed several times before she recovered and comforted him, "I'm fine. Although it's a bit risky, it's still under control."

In fact, her heart was already aching, and she had just relieved it by coughing, but Helia loved to pretend and had the capital to do so. Even if a piece of her clothes on the back was burned off, she still had to maintain her pretentious attitude of "a real woman never looks back at an explosion."

"Okay, I'll go out for a few more steps." Helia relied on her own domain as a safe house. She could rush out for a distance and then go back into the domain to avoid these magical attacks by using the spatial difference.

But time waits for no one. She made such a big noise here that unless the other believers in the base camp were blind, deaf or dead, they would not have failed to hear it. Not only did she cause destruction everywhere, she also killed an archbishop. These people would be soft-hearted if they didn't skin her alive. She must not fall into their hands.

After going back and forth in and out of the area five or six times, Helia finally ran out of the range of the magic circle. At the same time, she also sensed that a large group of people were approaching this side from other floors. And because the corridor was particularly spacious, when Helia sensed them, their figures were about to enter their field of vision. In a hurry, she had to open the nearest door and hide in it.

The room was unlit and extremely dim. Helia leaned against the wall, breathing rapidly and breaking out in a cold sweat. She put one hand on her left chest, feeling her heart beating stronger and stronger. In order to escape the attack range of the magic circle, she had used up too much magic power and her heart was in great pain. She could no longer expend magic power to maintain the field.

She immediately lifted the domain, and Ianthil fell directly from the air. Because he was not told in advance, he was also startled. In a panic, he supported his hands on the wall behind Helia, spread his legs and leaned against her legs, covering her entire body with his shadow.

Ian Hill's long hair slid down from his shoulders, and the ends of his hair gently brushed across Helia's face. Even in such a dim environment, her eyes were bright, reflecting his panicked face; because she was a little weak, her eyelids were half drooped, and her curled and thick eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes.

Helia raised her hand and grabbed Ian Hill's arm that was supporting her face. She tilted her head to the side and rested it on his arm, rubbing it with a confused consciousness.

"Princess Helia...?" Ianthil called her name softly in confusion.

"I seem to be a little exhausted... Let me lean on you for a moment..." Helia whispered, "There are people outside, be quiet..."

"That's offensive." Ian Hill sat down next to her, put his arm around her shoulders and let her lean on him, wiped her face with his relatively clean sleeve, and straightened her dress for her.

The two of them quieted down, but the Tang En in Helia's mind was yelling at the top of his voice: "Your Highness Helia! This, this, this! This is too much!"

"Shut up." Helia ordered, and forcibly sealed the other person's mouth.

There were continuous footsteps and noises outside the room, as if they were discussing an intruder. It seemed that the noise was caused by the princess who was captured by the archbishop on Wednesday. Not only did she kill the archbishop and escape, she also tried to destroy their most important altar. The instigator of all this was nestling in someone else's arms like a good child, taking a nap with her eyes closed.

But this peace did not last long. Ian Hill held Helia's shoulders and shook her gently, "Your Highness Helia, there seems to be something wrong here..."

"Um...what's wrong..." Helia lifted her heavy eyelids, forced herself to raise her head, and stared forward with dazed eyes.

"It seems...something is watching us..."

Helia was not surprised. This cult's territory naturally had things from the underworld, but the Morrogan Cult was a little different from what she imagined. They seemed... quite upright...? At least there weren't many underworld things, except for the sacrificial house. If she hadn't had a preconceived notion, she probably wouldn't have thought this was the territory of a cult.