Chapter 542 41 Rowena

Chapter 542 -41- Rowena

Rowena didn't know how many cultists she had defeated.

The pain in his body has gradually become numb as the number of wounds increases, and the magic power in his body is also close to drying up with the constant fighting.

She knew that she had reached her limit. Ever since she became a warrior of the clan, she had never felt that death was so close to her.

But she knew she couldn't fall yet.

Her eyes swept over the trembling child behind her, and she tightened her grip on the long sword that was already full of cracks.

She is the last warrior of the Familia stationed in Blackwater Village.

She had to fight.

She...should be like this.

Violent magic surged in, and the cultist brandished the sword in his hand, roaring and slashing at Rowena.

With a soft clicking sound, the long sword in her hand finally reached its limit and broke directly.

Rowena only felt a dull pain on the left side of her body. When she saw the blood spilling all over the sky, she couldn't help but feel a sweet sensation in her throat and spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"Lady Rowena!"

Amidst the exclamations and cries of the children behind her, Rowena felt that her strength was quickly withdrawn, and her whole body fell backwards.

"Cough... cough cough..."

She coughed violently and wanted to get up again, but she could no longer control her seriously injured body.

Yes, after such a long battle, and now almost half of her body had been cut off, even as a powerful dependent warrior, she felt the breath of death.

Blood……

I need blood...

Even contaminated blood is no problem, as long as...

As long as you can enter the violent bloodline, as long as you can activate the final power in a short time...

Rowena stretched out her right hand tremblingly, trying to pick up the broken sword stained with blood.

But the next moment, her broken sword was kicked aside.

"Haha, Miss Rowena, do you think we have been fighting with you for so long and still don't know your secrets? Want to use blood to achieve a violent state? Unfortunately, you no longer have that chance."

Listening to the other party's ridicule, Rowena raised her head with difficulty.

Looking at the smiling face of the old god priest, she gritted her teeth and said:

"You asked my name, but...refused to duel with me, but...continued to let these miserable sacrificers fight. Are you...humiliating me?"

The old god priest smiled slightly:

"Humiliation? No, I am just fulfilling my Lord's oracle."

After saying that, the priest of the old god took out a parchment scroll from his arms and started reading:

"Royna, the third generation dependent warrior of the Free City-State Alliance."

"I was selected at the age of 17, accepted the blood oath and became a dependent. In 13 years, I was promoted from the rank of stars to the rank of silver moon..."

Having said this, the priest of the old god closed the parchment in his hand and looked down at the girl on the ground:

"To be honest, when I received the oracle from my lord, I was still very confused as to why my lord asked us to search for a warrior from the Familia clan who took thirteen years to advance from the Stars to the Silver Moon during this raid."

"However, after watching your battle, I vaguely understand that even though you have little potential for extraordinary power, you are indeed a powerful warrior."

"You are lucky. My Lord is very optimistic about you and wants to give you a chance."

"If you are willing to surrender to my Lord and become my Lord's dependent, my Lord will give you a new life and unprecedented power."

After hearing the words of the old god priest, Rowena chuckled:

"A new life? Heh... does it mean becoming a slave of the old god?"

"Dream! I and you, the minions of the old gods, will always be enemies!"

Seeing the mockery in the girl's expression, the old god priest's face darkened.

But soon, he chuckled again:

"Slave of the old gods? Haha, the old gods..."

"In my opinion, you so-called warriors of the clan, are you not slaves of Lilith of Blood?"

After saying that, he shook his head again:

"What a pity. Since you are unwilling to surrender, then I will only have to carry out my Lord's second oracle."

"Anyway... all my lord needs is 'Royna'."

After saying that, the priest of the old god took out a dark gray translucent bead from his arms.

The translucent beads exuded a deep and obscure aura, and there was a faint white mist flowing inside.

Seeing the strange bead, Rowena felt dazed for a while, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity and fear rose in her heart.

After becoming a warrior of the clan, she had not felt "fear" for a long time.

No……

Ever since she decided to become a "guardian" like the savior who saved her in the Battle of Silver City, she has long forgotten her "fear".

But at this moment, the feeling of "fear" came back again.

It was not a fear of life and death, but a fear that seemed to be higher than life and death, a more terrifying fear.

And similarly, this fear also gave her a strong "sense of familiarity".

That feeling...

It was as if she had experienced it before and forgotten it.

And... more than once.

No……

Can't.

Absolutely not!

...I finally got here, I can’t afford to fail again!

In the dark, Rowena seemed to hear a familiar voice calling anxiously from the bottom of her heart.

She watched the priest of the old gods approaching, she saw the priest of the old gods raising the beads, and she saw the eyes of the priests of the old gods turn pure white in an instant.

At this moment, she felt as if the priest of the old god in front of her had turned into another incomprehensible existence.

She saw the "priest" speak softly, his voice...cold, detached, and aloof:

"I found you, chaotic node."

After finishing speaking, gray-white mist rushed towards her face, instantly engulfing Rowena's vision.

finished?

Your Majesty, it seems that this time we...

It's going to fail again...

As her consciousness gradually blurred, Rowena felt an inexplicable feeling of sadness and guilt in her mind.

However, at the moment she sank into darkness, she seemed to see a crimson light penetrating everything.

At the end of her consciousness, she heard a familiar and beautiful voice:

"Huh? Is there something like that here?"

Warm and familiar power instantly filled her limbs, but Rowena soon lost it.

…

Rowena had a dream.

In the dream, she was chosen by the great god and became his agent.

Together with five other friends, she was given powerful blood power and became a powerful person who controlled the entire world.

They obey the orders of the gods, they regard the great gods as their fathers and mothers, they follow the will of the gods and spread the extraordinary and bloodline power to every part of the world.

However, just when they completed the mission of the great god, what ushered in... was the betrayal of the god.

"Your mission is completed."

"Thank you for your devotion, my...children."

In the darkness, gray-white arms kept reaching towards her, swallowing everything she had.

No……

No!

She struggled and ran, trying to escape the boundless darkness.

However, no matter how she ran away, the gray-white arm was like a gangrene attached to the bone and she could not get rid of it.

Rowena could only see herself being captured, eaten, and devoured...

"No--!"

Rowena woke up in vain and sat up in bed.

She gasped for air, her chest rising and falling violently.

The fear of the dream gradually faded away, and the memories before falling asleep slowly revived.

Her expression changed and she quickly lifted the blanket off her body.

What caught his eye was a brand new linen garment that had obviously been put on not long ago.

All the wounds that should have been there disappeared, as if the battle before falling asleep was just an illusion.

Rowena was stunned for a moment, then she suddenly thought of something and her expression changed.

She quickly got up and rolled out of bed, but heard a strange voice from the side:

"If I were you, I would just lie down and at least wait until the blood power in my body stabilizes."

The power of blood?

Rowena was stunned.

She felt it carefully, and then she realized that at some point, an extremely pure bloodline power had appeared in her body. The bloodline power had not been completely absorbed by her, and was swirling in her body.

She looked at the source of the sound. He was a thin boy of sixteen or seventeen years old with black hair and black eyes. He was fiddling with some inscriptions in his hand, as if he was mixing something.

"Who are you?"

Rowena asked warily.

The young man glanced at him and said:

"My name is Kesi, a member of the Ancestral Guard and an Elf Inscriber."

"Ancestral Guards? Lady Lilith?"

Rowena was stunned.

After saying that, she seemed to remember something again and stood up quickly:

"Oops! Conte, Mihir!"

"You are referring to the children in Blackwater Village. Don't worry, they have all been rescued. The raiding Old God Sacrifice Legion has also been wiped out by Lady Lilith."

The boy said.

As he spoke, he put away the inscription in his hand, and his voice took on a hint of sour emotion:

"You are very lucky. If you had stayed a little longer at night, you would have died. No... I should say that your luck is really good. Not only was you personally saved by Lady Lilith, but you were also able to receive personal treatment from Lady Lilith! "

Lady Lilith...saved me?

Rowena was stunned.

She felt the strange yet friendly power of blood in her body, and was vaguely aware of the owner of that blood power.

"Where...is this place? Did the Savior...save me?"

she couldn't help but ask.

Kesi nodded:

"This is the northern fortress. Lady Lilith rescued you and asked me to use elven relics to continue treating you. Your mental power is a bit unstable, and coupled with the stability of your bloodline power, you will probably have to lie down for at least a few days. .”

Rowena was silent.

She looked at the Alliance soldiers training outside the window and couldn't help but ask:

"Lilith... where is your lord?"

"She had a fight with the two incarnations of the old gods, and then went to hunt down the escaped old gods herself."

Kesi said with awe and longing.