"I know that my power may be very weak, and I also know that I may not be able to change anything in the end, but... I am willing to burn my remaining body, even if it only becomes a fleeting spark!"

"Shaani, hold on! I will... be back."

"Sister Jenny, forget me..."

"Get away! Get away! You lowly half-elf slave!"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty Cromwell! If... if you are really the former Shane VII of this land, I, Messiah, beg you! I beg you... to save the people of this vicissitudes of land.

Millions of lives...I am willing to give everything I have."

"ah!!!"

As if the two completely different expressions finally merged together, the half-elf finally stood on the mountain of corpses, looking at the marching mountains standing at the end of the earth's surface, seeming to recall the curse he stood on top of the city during the decisive battle in the royal city:

“Ivy Kolasag!!!

"While you sleep in my empire, may your body rot and your scales crumble!

“May your fangs become dull and your wings wither in the long river of time!

"Ivy Kolasagran! One day! I want you to regret challenging the almighty Shane, I will personally eat your flesh and gnaw your bones!

"My spell will summon you to my throne! Make you crawl before me! Lower your arrogant head!

"I will use your skin to make a cloak worthy of Quesa's status!

"In the name of all the gods, I swear! You only have one chance to die!"

"Because there will never be any existence that can challenge Xia En's authority in this country!!!"

After roaring this voice, Messiah, or Cromwell, knelt down like a weak half-elf, showing a rare look of collapse and said:

"It turns out... 939 years have passed... Aha, it turns out that my Xia En Dynasty has been turned into ruins and buried in the dust of history.

"Shaani, my dearest daughter...Daddy is sorry for you.

"I... came back late..."

I don’t know how long it took, but Cromwell finally figured it out. She slowly raised her head and murmured to herself:

"Okay... little dead soul, it seems that for the sake of the body and the information you provided about this era, I will pardon these ignorant people for you... so what."

Cromwell stood up slowly. He seemed to have found the only solace. He gritted his teeth and thought:

'However, although Xia En has passed away, Ivy Kelasag, you are still alive and well, aren't you?'

'Just wait, I will let you know how cruel the revenge of a subjugated monarch is!!!'

It's just ridiculous to say.

In order to take revenge, he, the last emperor who died in a slave rebellion, actually relied on these slaves to regain his greatness...

"Hehe...hahahahaha."

Cromwell covered his face with his hands, laughing a little absurdly and maniacally.

But at this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from behind.

"Mugh!"

"Huh?" Cromwell stiffened.

She was in an unprecedented weak state. She slowly turned around and saw a soft slime.

A slime was held in the hand of a fish-man, and the fish-man was sitting on the shoulders of a red-robed mage. Behind the red-robed mage, there was a tall jackal with a body shrouded in it.

Knight in plate armor.

They are all close to legendary existences!

If it were him in the past, such combat power would be nothing more than a piece of trash that could be easily wiped out, but at this moment, she felt an unprecedented threat!

For some reason, the way the fishman on the left looked at her made her particularly uncomfortable, as if he was being stared at by those six-limbed reptiles.

Just like... Ivicola Saglan back then!

Just as she was thinking about how to get through the crisis at hand, she heard the red-robed mage say:

"My friend, how does it feel to be alive and dead?"

Cromwell looked gloomy and said: "Who sent you here! And what is the purpose?"

At the same time, I was already prepared in my heart for a desperate fight.

"Oh, don't get excited. Isn't he just a necromancer who has mastered the art of resuscitation? We don't have that many moral freaks yet."

Fischer waved his hand indifferently: "It's just that you are our trophy after all, so sorry, you are not free at the moment. I'm afraid you have to work for us for a while before you pay back your ransom."

At the same time, Levi, who was sitting on Fisher's shoulder, spread his paws, revealing a pendant that shone with light.

'My phylactery!'

Cromwell's face was still gloomy, but his heart had turned 180 degrees. He was thinking about how to use this group of people as shelter first, and then find an opportunity to get back the lich life that could greatly restore his strength.

Box, and finally subdued the group of daring guys in front of him, and became a force for his revenge on Ivicola Saglan.

He, Xia En VII, was still very generous in front of talents.

"I understand." Cromwell nodded slowly.

"Very good, you are very smart and have a bright future."

"name?"

"...Mysal." She didn't want to increase the risk of revealing her identity.

"Messail? I've written it down."

Levi asked Fischer to take off his red robe and throw it at the other party:

"Put it on first, Miss Missel. I know that Kalishan's style is generally bold and bold, but you make me dizzy if you show off too much..."

'Ms. Miss Missel?'

Cromwell was stunned for a moment, and then his body began to tremble violently:

'Messail is a...female?'

'Did I...make a mistake?'

'I, Shane VII, Cromwell...are possessed by a female!!!'

She slowly lowered her head and saw a pair of huge fats blocking her gaze from her feet, and she could not help but tremble because of her excitement...

The great Shane VII, the last emperor who once ruled the vast southern land, Cromwell, no, Miss Missel.

Suddenly, he squatted down with his hands on his chest and let out a scream that almost pierced the eardrums of Levi and the others.

"ah!!!!!"

"S...this little girl's screams are quite sexy. It's not a bad deal."
Chapter completed!