goddess of revolution

Chapter 446 Death's Successor and Styx Witch
The moment Teresia vanished, Li Qi felt a strong sense of emptiness, as if something precious had been lost forever.

The lingering fragrance on his lips gradually became clear, and he finally felt a trace of truth.

What just happened?
Theresa...

The ground trembled violently, Li Qi turned around, and in the curtain of mud and rocks, the only remaining giant pillar in the Skeleton Peak Forest collapsed.

God of Death Seat...

He turned from a god back to a mortal!
It was probably the reunion of the separated souls. Although the memory of the whole process was extremely clear, it was delayed until now, and it was only a little bit of a real experience.

Recalling what happened on the throne, Li Qi felt confused and confused.

I finally bid farewell to the title of magician, but I didn't expect it to be with Theresia, and it was in such a situation.

It's not a simple apology to Teresia now, I don't know what Little Red Riding Hood, Aurora and Catherine will think.

little Red Riding Hood!
Thunder exploded in her heart, she was still injured!
When the meeting fell, Li Qi, the god of death, noticed some changes in the sky from the perspective of the god of death, maybe other gods were dispatched!
"This is Xiaohong's service hotline. Please select the type of prompt language. Press [-] for Finn's Common Language, and press [-] for Huaxia Mandarin..."

"Go to Shengong service, sorry, I can't provide you with this service at the moment, but I have a voice message from you..."

"My heart is hurting! Before I clean up the pollution in my heart, I don't want to hear your voice and see your face! Anyway, when you're happy enough, get down to business!"

Calling Little Red Riding Hood, Li Qi was relieved to get such a response.

Fortunately, not only was the situation fine, but the reaction did not exceed his worst expectations.

But this reaction is very strange, why is the taste so wrong...

While he was in a trance, a voice sounded next to him: "There are quite a lot of things like resisting the assimilation of the heart of a god, such as Kailas Zhuo. But it is the first time in Fein that he can break free from the heart of a god. What kind of monster are you?"

It's the King of Knights... No, Roland, wearing a quaint armor, holding a helmet, the soul fire in the skull flickers dimly, casting a vague face, it is the handsome blond man who made the Styx oath before.

At this time, he was the size of an ordinary person, standing not far from Li Qi, and looking at the collapsed throne.

"By the way, you can't do it on your own. The god-killing arrow and that little girl are the key. What a pity, we were all undead at that time, and we didn't have the god-killing arrow. We couldn't use this trick to save us." Back to Illorne."

Roland shrugged and said in a casual tone: "Think about it, even if there is a god-killing arrow, we are all mortals, and there is no god to help us. And Camilla will not wrong herself for such a thing, Illorne It doesn't mean that to Camilla either. He went down to the Realm of the Dead, more for me, and I can't go up."

Roland turned to Li Qi, his soul fire was flickering, as if he was blinking: "Although I didn't see it, it must be very exciting to do that kind of thing on the seat of the god of death, right?"

Li Qi resisted the urge to spit at that guy, and said this in front of others, are you ashamed?

No, you have no face...

The mandible of the skull trembled, and the projected face smiled heartily: "I am very happy to provide inspiration for that little girl, she is really a noble girl, she feels very kind to me, it seems that there is something between us. connected by blood."

Li Qi was even more upset: "If you want to say that I have an intimate relationship with your thousand-generation great-granddaughter, and then rely on this relationship to gain any benefits from me, I advise you to dispel this idea."

"Ahem, that's impossible." Roland spread his hands and said, "I have no descendants."

At this time, Li Qi's mentality continued to sink, and he realized that there was a problem with his attitude. Perhaps the death heart still left traces in his soul, which made him not pay much attention to Roland.

After all, this is a demigod-level undead monarch. He was the last prince, primordial knight, and a core figure directly related to Kaim's split will.

More importantly, the reason why Roland became an undead monarch was because he rebelled against the gods.Compared with himself, who was lucky enough to escape because of Theresia's sacrifice, although Roland was a loser, he was definitely not someone he could underestimate.

This is the revolutionary predecessor who resisted the oppression of the gods more than 2 years ago!

Li Qi solemnly stroked his chest and bowed his head: "I'm sorry, the will of the god of death is still affecting me. I was really rude just now."

"It doesn't matter, I have been muddleheaded before, and I was very rude when getting along with you as an undead monarch. By the way, I haven't introduced myself seriously yet."

Roland touched his chest with his fist: "Cross-Fraven-Roland, the last prince of the Roland Empire, has no other identity. The original knight should be added by later generations. I must add one In terms of name, in our seven-member team, everyone called me 'a brainless idiot'..."

This is where the name "Roland the Honest" comes from, right?

"Speaking of the influence of the God of Death's will," Roland said curiously: "It seems that you, like us, know what it means for a mortal to become a god, and you are not willing to accept the bondage of a god. But I am surprised that since you can be The voters of Lady Red, why don't you accept Kaim's contract?"

He scratched his mandible and said: "I always feel that the relationship between you and your goddess is not the relationship between the elect and the gods, but more like a hostess and a pet dog. But I have never seen a pet dog that would rather die than change its owner. This is Weird place."

The nickname your teammates gave you is really appropriate...

Li Qi regretted the apology just now, and also threw aside the revolutionary predecessors: "Because I'm not a pet dog!"

He still explained patiently: "My goddess is very special, and my relationship with her is also very special. It can be said that I am only with her, and I am no longer me without her."

"I'm really envious," Roland sighed, "I can also see that your goddess still has a mortal heart, maybe it's because of you."

The tremor stopped, and the seat of the God of Death collapsed into a large piece of debris that looked like a garbage dump. Li Qi said, "Can we just chat here? I have to get out of here. What are your plans?"

Roland's blurred face showed a surprised expression: "You left like this?"

He pointed to the seat of the God of Death and said, "You have been the God of Death for less than half a day. What have you done besides messing up the realm of the dead with your goddess?"

Kill that pointy-eared fly?

Since it's a fly, it's not a big deal.

On the Queen of Dawn?

This... ahem, it's not something you can show off.

Li Qi felt very guilty. As the god of death who had been in office for the shortest time in history, the only thing his successor could remember was the collapse of the throne.

Roland said in a condemning tone: "Are you really going to pat your ass and leave?"

Li Qi sighed: "Then what suggestion do you have?"

It's true that he can't just leave like this, the original intention of coming to the Realm of the Dead has not been resolved, and the giant king has to be restrained.

"Find someone else to sit on it," Roland said, "The god of death you turned into before was killed by the power of corruption. Of course, you were also an accomplice. The seat of the god also collapsed, and the supreme power of death was seriously injured. If you don't find someone else as soon as possible Death, Camilla or other demon kings or even evil gods come again, and there is no way to resist them."

Looking around, he sensed a few sneaky movements, which should be the zombie king, suture king, and ghost king, the soy sauce party who survived the catastrophe, Li Qi smiled bitterly: "Can I interpret your words as a self-recommendation? "

Roland: "Who is Mao Sui?"

Li Qi: "Don't pay attention to the details."

Roland looked at Li Qi, then looked around, and also showed a wry smile: "It seems that I am really the only one left."

The tone was still frivolous, but Li Qi felt something else, and said in amazement: "Are you serious?"

"Who else but me?"

Roland sighed: "To be honest, I was the one who pushed you into Death's Heart. I remember, but this is not the most important thing."

He looked at the devastated land, as if reminiscing about a figure that had retreated to purgatory: "Camila... No, Kaluza reminded me of who I am, and you will wake me up again."

"Maybe I still have a little mortal heart now, maybe I'm still the Roland from before, so I should do what Roland should do, just like Kailaszhuo."

His soul fire gradually brightened: "I really need to hold accountable, this mess, I mean, the few epochs after the Dark Ages were created by our predecessors, and we have to take some responsibility for future generations."

Li Qi said with difficulty: "But it means..."

"It's both a sacrifice and a relief." Roland patted him on the shoulder: "Keep working hard, Li Qi, I've seen miracles in you. Oh, including your goddess, maybe you can create a way for gods to no longer enslave mortals." New Era."

Roland becoming the god of death is indeed the best solution. It has been from the beginning, and now it is just getting back on track.

But Li Qi couldn't bear it. He thought that he might find another way, and wanted to persuade Roland: "What about Camilla?"

"That's not Camilla. When Hierro was killed, Camilla's soul was completely dissipated by the backlash of the curse of purgatory. It was just a counterfeit product made by the power of purgatory with her will."

After Roland finished speaking, he strode forward without hesitation, which made Li Qi's heart agitated and he was speechless for a while.

After walking a few steps, Roland stopped and said in an uncertain tone, "You... stepped on me before?"

Li Qi was very frank: "Two legs, and a mouthful of dragon flames."

"Hey, that's not good," Roland said, "When I become the god of death, I might get back this debt. I'm a very vengeful person."

Li Qi sighed deeply, forced a smile and said, "I believe in your true heart, you must be a fair and strict god."

"I don't think I'm such a person." Roland shook his head and said, "You descendants are always willing to believe in fabricated heroic epics and ignore what the parties say."

He walked forward again, stopped after taking two steps, this time without turning his head, he said to himself: "I seem to remember who Mao Sui is."

Li Qi was stunned. Before he could say anything, Roland laughed: "Maybe it's just a dream."

Seeing his figure disappearing into the curtain of mud and rocks, Li Qi felt suspicious. This Roland, could it be...

His doubts were interrupted by the sight that he saw out of the corner of his eye. It was a black air emerging from something on the ground in the distance.

Looking at it from the past, it was a string of necklaces, wrapped in an extremely familiar corrupt divine power.

Pilgrimage to the Underworld...

Li Qi was pleasantly surprised: "Alison!"

The earth shook again, and invisible forces gathered to form a turbulent eddy, and the chaotic realm of the dead gradually became clear.

A huge figure stood up from the trash-like divine throne, and the mud-stone curtain was mostly dispelled by the re-gathering force, revealing his clear image.

It's still the armor, still holding the helmet, but it's no longer a skeleton, and its face is exactly the same as Roland before.

There are still differences, his face is paler, his hair has changed from golden yellow to dark golden, and although his eyes are not soul fire, they are not the pupils of living people, but a deep green mist of light.

Holding the helmet in one hand and leaning on the big sword in the other, he glanced around, reorganizing his consciousness as if he had just woken up.

Then He roared, "Who made My kingdom like this!?"

He stared at Li Qi fiercely, with uncontrollable anger on his face and eyes: "A living person? You left behind this abandoned kingdom of God that contains the power of death!?"

Roland has completely passed away, and now he is Roland, the god of death. His character and memory are completely inherited from Roland, but he is no longer the previous Roland.

Li Qi was overwhelmed by a familiar force. He controlled it before, but he endured it now. The feeling is really different.

Li Qi didn't speak, and continued to be busy with his own affairs.While mourning Roland, he was also extremely upset.

This is your attitude when labor and management resign!Could it be that your memory has been emptied in this little time! ?
"Li Qi Pryor, it's you." Fortunately, Roland, the God of Death, found the corresponding content in Roland's memory: "The former God of Death, the voter of Lady Scarlet..."

The newborn Grim Reaper was stumped by the ultimate philosophical question: "What about me? Who am I?"

After a long silence, he sneered: "Roland... no, I don't like this name, that guy hates gods the most, how could I still use his name? My name is... well, the name engraved on the throne Yes, Nairo, my name is Nairo!"

Nero, the god of death, stared at Li Qi again, looking quite displeased.

"It looks like we have to clean up this mess together, but your feet hurt me a lot, and the dragon flame hurts more like peeling skin."

The gloomy stream of light surged on the big sword, and Nairo, the god of death, sneered: "Should I seek some justice from you before doing business? For example...turning you into an undead?"

Just like Roland, this guy loves to chatter: "How about being my attendant? We will have a good time getting along. You are also very familiar with the power of death. After all, you have been a god of death, and you know the situation here very well. Let's get along together. Let's join hands to build my country into a happy home for the dead."

Gods without mortal hearts really don't take mortal lives for their lives!
Having fought against the devil, fought against the power of the god of death, and retreated from the throne of the god of death, as a mortal who created the miracle of Finn, Li Qi didn't care about the threat of the new god of death at this time.

He has an extra hole card...

The necklace that had been pressed on his forehead emitted a silvery white light, and the black air on it completely dissipated, and a cloud of silvery gray light overflowed from the necklace, condensing into a petite and thin figure in front of Li Qi.

"What's wrong with me?"

Alishan murmured like a ghost, then regained consciousness in an instant: "Li Qi!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the mud and stone flakes of the Nilsera Kingdom mixed with the God of Death Seat condensed and formed stone roads, stone walls, and courtyards, stretching along the River Styx, quickly forming a long landscape river bank.

An invisible force was pulled out from the body of Nairo, the god of death, and his figure seemed to lose some color, making him weaker.

"No—! My power of the Styx!"

Nairo growled in horror: "Give it back to me!"

The landscape continued to build up, and He and the trash-like divine seat under his feet were constantly pushed back, gradually moving away from Li Qi.

"Welcome to the Red Revolution family, Alishan..."

Li Qi breathed out a long sigh of relief: "My...no, our Styx Witch."

The feeling of certainty in my heart is indeed true, Alishan can at least bear the power of the Styx of the main plane!

(End of this chapter)