Am I going to be controlled by the players too?

With a body of gold, wield legendary divine power!

If we break down this killer move in detail, it's actually quite easy to understand: the legendary flame "Death" is like a monarch, while a bunch of similar superior and inferior flames are like subjects. The immortal killer move, "Overthrowing the Superior," is precisely about activating a large number of flames to reverse the divine position with mortal flames, forcing "Death" to work for Sylvia for free.

This move is similar to Himegami's feigned divine position, and can be called a feigned legend. Of course, it cannot compare to a true legend. But now that the demon of death has descended upon the world, she is the only spokesperson for death in the world!

“This move is 'death' after all. Once it's used, I'm not sure if you can revive... At least I can't hold back.” Sylvia looked at Freya with a smile. “My lovely sister, are you really sure you want to fight me?”

Freya bit her lip and took a half-step back.

She chickened out.

"Good, very well-behaved."

Seeing her back down, Sylvia's smile deepened. She deliberately tightened her arms, holding Cheng Cheng even closer, and nuzzled her head against his neck. She then deliberately looked up at Freya below the steps, her eyes crinkling with amusement.

"Oh, by the way, I have some good news for you—"

"If I were to change the fire source used in my killing move to something related to the 'Hanged Man,' although it would take some time to experiment, it might be possible to reverse your elemental attributes without going through a ritual... Do you want to ask me for help?"

This is the source of Sylvia's confidence to confront Freya!

Using the power of death is ultimately just a strategic deterrent; the ultimate goal is to make Freya give up on Cheng Cheng. Therefore, it is necessary to give her a sweet treat after a beating—to reverse the source attribute so that future queens will not have to suffer the pain of forgetting him. But how could Freya not be tempted by an obsession that she was willing to escape from the palace to achieve?

Sure enough, Freya wavered: "What are the conditions?"

"It's very simple, I'm easy to talk to," Sylvia said softly. "As long as you agree to give up Cheng Cheng..."

"dream!"

Freya glanced at the smug little expression on Sylvia's face, then at Cheng Cheng, who was being relentlessly taken from beneath Sylvia. In an instant, all the wavering in her heart was washed away by overwhelming jealousy!

"Don't even think about it! Anyway, if the target isn't Cheng Cheng, then after me, there won't be any more members of the Konomah royal bloodline! So it doesn't matter if the source essence isn't reversed!"

After saying that, Freya rushed to the throne and reached out to grab Cheng Cheng's wrist: "Cheng Cheng's future can only have one identity, and that is Prince Konoma—my husband! You can leave now, don't disturb us from continuing to discuss the wedding date!"

Upon hearing this, the smile in Sylvia's eyes faded slightly.

"Wedding date?"

She suddenly tightened her arms around Cheng Cheng's neck, pressing herself completely against his chest. Looking up at the young man beside her, her eyes held a hint of grievance and stubbornness: "Cheng Cheng, are you going to marry her?"

Cheng Cheng's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, a genuine chill running down his spine: "Well... in terms of our relationship, our history is quite long, and our story is quite rich..."

"But you just said you 'liked' me." Sylvia slowly leaned closer, her blood-red pupils so clear they were almost unfocused, her aura suddenly turning cold, layers of danger building up as she pressed, "Was your 'like' just a lie? Mr. Mambo, are you trying to deceive me?"

Cheng Cheng: "Implementing the 'sharing weal and woe' strategy is to improve our emotional connection, solidify our emotional foundation, and promote the cyclical development of our relationship during the process of adjusting our plans..."

You also said you liked me!

Freya gritted her teeth and pulled hard on Cheng Cheng's arm, trying to pull him out of Sylvia's clutches, but the force felt like it was going to split Cheng Cheng in two: "You have to choose one today!"

Cheng Cheng: "...Why don't you guys just keep fighting? The beauty will belong to the strong."

"No!" ×2

Two coquettish voices rang out simultaneously.

Sylvia and Freya both knew that power and morality could no longer restrain them, and that a battle of strength would only result in mutual destruction—but their goal was to steal a man. As long as Cheng Cheng ruthlessly abandoned the other vixens, why should they fight to the death?

"Who do you really like! Cheng Cheng! What's your answer?!" ×2

As the tension between the two girls intensified, the air thick with jealousy almost becoming tangible, Cheng Cheng sighed helplessly. He put his left arm around Freya's waist, pulling the aggrieved queen closer, and gently patted Sylvia's back with his right hand to soothe the irritated girl.

"I love every single one of you, from the top of your head to the tips of your toes! I love the most dazzling diamond in Silvershine City, my dear young lady Sylvia, and I also love the wandering princess, my dear queen Freya; I love the gentle and compassionate Sylvia, whose heart is forever soft and kind, and I also love the seemingly gentle but pure and sincere Freya; I love the indomitable Sylvia, who is always determined and strives forward, and I also love the sometimes timid and cowardly Freya, who never backs down from her principles; I love the powerful swordsman who adventures with me in the dungeons, who cooperates perfectly with me and trusts me completely." Sylvia, and I also love Freya, the little loli mother who lived with me day and night during the witch trials and took care of me in every way; I love Sylvia who trained with her sword day after day for me, striving to become stronger without ever slacking off, and I also love Freya who did her best to grow stronger in order to assist me; I love the well-proportioned Sylvia, and I also love the petite and delicate Freya who is so endearing; I love Sylvia who has a devout heart, a heart full of faith, and treats people with gentleness, and I also love Freya who is compassionate towards all people and has a kind and gentle heart; I love Sylvia who is reliable and dependable in her work, and I can always trust her, and I also love doing things well... Freya, who makes a complete mess of things and ends up crying, is especially adorable; I love Sylvia, who trusts me completely and has gone on countless adventures with me through thick and thin, and I also love Freya, who constantly cooperates with me to achieve my goals during the war; I love Sylvia, who is especially cute when she occasionally throws a tantrum and sulks, and I also love Freya nestled in my arms, her eyes sparkling with anticipation for our future wedding; I love Sylvia, who is secretly jealous and stubborn but soft-hearted, and secretly competitive, and I also love Freya, who is gentle and clingy on a daily basis and completely dependent on me; I love Freya, who verbally resists and rejects but secretly takes action. I like Sylvia, who helped Freya, and I also like Freya, who was the first to confess her love and kiss me first; I like Sylvia, who has a clean and refreshing fragrance, and I also like Freya, who is gentle and soft and has a healing quality; I like Sylvia, who is full of love for me and whose love is burning and cannot be hidden, and I also like Freya, who loves me wholeheartedly and gives me all her tenderness; I like Sylvia, who is aloof and beautiful and always dazzling in a crowd, and I also like Freya, who is soft and bright and especially charming after she relinquishing her royal power; I like Sylvia, who is calm and rational and makes decisive decisions when leading the team, and I also like... I love Freya, who spends all night playing games with me in my free time; I love Sylvia, who is kind-hearted but stubborn, arrogant, and awkward; I also love Freya, who, despite being on the throne, is still willing to be my little princess; I love Sylvia, who never stops honing herself to keep up with me; I also love Freya, who does everything she can to break through her own limitations to help me; I love the possessive, yandere Sylvia, who can't stand me being gentle with others; I also love Freya, who is gentle, tolerant, and always indulges all my preferences; I love Sylvia, who is especially touching when she puffs up her cheeks and her eyes turn red with anger during tantrums. I also love Freya when she leans on my shoulder, looking pitiful and vulnerable; I love Sylvia who, despite facing life and death in the dungeon, remains true to her original aspiration to save the wanderers; I also love Freya who shoulders the burden of the kingdom and strives for world peace; I love the quiet and reserved Sylvia in private, and I also love the lively and adorable Freya in private; I love Sylvia who prefers simple and elegant accessories, and I also love Freya who prefers cute and pink hair accessories; I love Sylvia who prefers light flavors and sweet fruit tea, and I also love Freya who loves sweet and glutinous treats and snacks; I love... I love Sylvia, who is gentle and kind to small animals and will squat down to feed stray kittens; I also love Freya, who adores fluffy things and can't resist puppies. I love Sylvia, who quietly leans against me and watches me when she's tired from sword practice; I also love Freya, who beams with pride when she wins a game. I love Sylvia, who sulks without saying a word; I also love Freya, whose eyes sparkle when she's happy and who jumps into my arms. I love Sylvia, who is aloof and polite to strangers but only shows her childish temper to me; I also love Sylvia, who is dignified and authoritative to her subjects but only acts spoiled and affectionate in front of me. Freya; I love Sylvia's meticulousness when studying, and I also love Freya's quiet chatter about her future dreams while carefully choosing her wedding dress; I love Sylvia's quiet actions rather than expressing her feelings, and I also love Freya's skill in being affectionate and straightforward in expressing her love; I love Sylvia's subtle jealousy, and I also love Freya who instantly sheds all her insecurity and vulnerability when I gently hug her; I love Sylvia who shines brighter with each effort, forever transforming and growing, and I love Freya who remains gentle, sincere, and eternally pure and passionate... I love everything about you!

"I'm so sorry, Sylvia, Freya, I really can't choose between you! I love each and every one of you... So, please marry me!"

"You wish!" ×2

Two coquettish voices rang out simultaneously.

A young girl's blush speaks louder than a thousand words.

Freya turned her head away, puffing out her cheeks, her blue eyes filled with defiance; Sylvia turned her face away, her ears turning red, stubbornly refusing to look at the other.

Just as the situation reached a stalemate, a series of light footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall, accompanied by a soft female voice:

"The three of you, it's been a long time."

Chapter 132. Death is not frightening; death is like a cool summer night, allowing one to sleep peacefully without worry.

The newcomer was a girl with black hair and red eyes.

She looked to be eleven or twelve years old, dressed in a gothic black maid outfit, complete with cat ears and a cat tail—adorable indeed. Her skin was almost translucent white, like the first snow on a mountain peak in the dead of winter, untouched by dust. She exuded a thick aura of death, her face expressionless, more like a finely crafted, perfectly made doll than a living being.

Cold, hollow, and exquisitely beautiful, yet utterly lifeless.

Cheng Cheng, Freya, and Sylvia were all stunned, and after a long while, they asked in unison, puzzled:

Who are you?

girl:"……"

With a soft sigh, the girl waved her hand, and a magnificent border made of golden light suddenly appeared in front of her. In the center of the border, a line of cursive script slowly emerged—

"The Witch of Death, the Burier of Worlds, the Blood Lord of the Underworld, the Witch's Code Name: C—"

"Chu Youyou".

"This is the first time I've felt that Ellef's little magic is so useful."

Chu Youyou glanced at her character introduction magic with satisfaction, then raised her little head to look at Cheng Cheng and the other two: "So, do you remember now?"

Cheng Cheng and Sylvia nodded repeatedly, their long-buried memories suddenly resurfacing, and they finally remembered the beginning of the story—

Back when Sylvia was questioning Cheng Cheng about why he was hiding the secret of his soul, this witch suddenly appeared in the world, publicly announced a new witch trial, and then grabbed Cheng Cheng without saying a word, instantly refined him, stuffed him into a ring, took him to the Empire, and gave him to Tong Chuxue.

Thus began Cheng Cheng's "Imperial Journey Starting with the Ring-Clad Old Man".

Even without this witch trial, after experiencing the flames of war, the intrigues of the court, and the great battle against the primordial demons, Cheng Cheng had already decided to join the war, do his best to protect the common people, turn the tide, and help more people.

Gradually, I forgot about it.

"I'm sorry, we only met once before, and you changed your clothes, so your image and temperament are completely different. I didn't recognize you at first." Sylvia apologized with her hands clasped together.

Chu Youyou was silent for a moment, touched the collar of her maid outfit, and sighed: "It's all just the master's task."

After saying that, she clapped her hands, her voice flat and emotionless, giving off a sense of a corporate slave just going through the motions: "Since you've remembered, let's start settling accounts."

"First of all, congratulations on passing my witch trial. You played a significant role in this war and influenced the entire battle. Congratulations!"

"It's not that exaggerated." Cheng Cheng scratched his head sheepishly. "I was just the last one to make an appearance, barely managing to get a piece of the pie."

“In fact, the most insignificant choice can change the fate of countless people, just like a butterfly flapping its wings in the South American rainforest, which will eventually cause a storm in North America.” Chu Youyou shook her head. “On the battlefield, you casually saved Wang Zhiming, who should have perished. It was this act of kindness that completely rewrote history.”

"He survived. The anomaly of his fate was discovered by the Imperial Grand Marshal Cangxuan, and he was ultimately chosen as the vessel for the war demon. Wang Zhiming's personality determined that after gaining power, he would inevitably lead his troops to counterattack the capital, which ended the entire war three months earlier and ultimately saved 1.7 billion lives. Congratulations."

"1.7 billion people?" Cheng Cheng was stunned. "Throughout the entire war, neither side's military nor civilians died by more than 50 million... How could so many people be saved just three months ahead of schedule?"

"That's because if the War Demon hadn't ultimately chosen Wang Zhiming as its vessel, it would have been more stable and more concealed—Ji Yushen couldn't find the War Demon's whereabouts, and her obsession with not getting it would have driven her completely mad, while Freya, you still refused to surrender." Chu Youyou slowly explained, "The final result was that you both tore up the 'Legendary Non-Proliferation and Restricted Use Treaty,' and the Legendary War shattered mountains and rivers, sank continents, and caused the world's population to plummet by 1.7 billion."

Thinking about it carefully, it's quite ironic.

This brutal war that swept across two nations was, in essence, nothing more than a game of chess between legends. Millions of ordinary people, bleeding and dying on the battlefield, were merely pawns on the board. Some have angrily denounced the legends for treating mortal lives like straw dogs, while they themselves cherish their own lives so much—

But once these legends actually engage in battle, how many millions of ordinary people will perish?

Ultimately, life is as insignificant as grass, and one has no control over one's own destiny.

Cheng Cheng sighed silently in his heart, and an ancient saying inexplicably came to mind, its meaning perfectly fitting: "When a dynasty prospers, the people suffer; when a dynasty falls, the people suffer."

"That concludes the debriefing. Now it's time for the mission rewards."

Chu Youyou clapped her hands again and said businesslike, "Although you played a significant role in this war and gained the most benefits, it's a pity that you can only receive the third-tier reward this time. The condition for the second tier is 'helping the kingdom win,' and the condition for the first tier is 'stopping the war,' which you failed to do."

Cheng Cheng understood.

On the surface, this war is a conflict between two countries vying for legendary cards; but at its core, it is a heaven-defying scheme by Himegami to use the flames of war to provoke the war demon, defeat the primordial being, and ascend to godhood—therefore, the kingdom must surrender, and the war cannot stop before the primordial being appears.

Unless he becomes powerful enough to capture Himeko and take her home as his servant, neither of these tasks can be completed under any circumstances.

Fortunately, the mission itself was not without its rewards. Tong Chuxue's rise to the upper echelons of the empire gave Cheng Cheng many opportunities to pass on intelligence. At the same time, the priest brought Tong Chuxue into the imperial temple, which was also the key to the final turn of events.

"However, your performance throughout was quite good, and Xiao Ai specifically instructed me to give you an extra reward."

Chu Youyou pulled out a stack of heavy cards out of thin air and said calmly, "First up are the Seven Deadly Sins cards, you should be quite familiar with them—Sylvia, you too."

Sylvia blinked, pointed to herself, and after receiving confirmation, stepped forward with a hint of excitement. She exchanged a glance with Cheng Cheng and together they went to draw cards.

Although the Seven Deadly Sins cards are far inferior to legendary cards and have little ranking, they are very useful. For example, the "Pride" card that Cheng Cheng drew last time, once combined into a killing move, is like a universal buff plug-in that can raise the power, effect, and ranking of any killing move by a level.

Both "Killer Move: Sheltering All the Poor Scholars and Making Them Rejoice" and "Killer Move: Returning to One's Ancestors" rely on the arrogance card to achieve their ultimate, miraculous effect.

And what was drawn this time was—

“'Greed Card'... Hmm, this one is very useful.” Chu Youyou glanced at the card in Cheng Cheng’s hand, which depicted a twisted hand. “The greedy are never satisfied. You will have unlimited growth potential and, after killing an enemy, randomly plunder one of their talent abilities.”

It's really powerful; in other online novels, it could be used as a core cheat system.

"As for you..." Chu Youyou looked at Sylvia, "you're the 'jealousy card'."

Sylvia looked at the card in her hand that depicted a yandere white-haired woman, and her lips twitched slightly. She felt that the card was deliberately implying something about her.

Then, the card effect text appeared: "Jealousy: You will be blessed by the heavens, with a green light above your head, and all your attributes will be fully amplified, and the greener the light, the stronger the effect."

Sylvia: ? ? ?

Sylvia: "What does this green... mean?"

The Kingdom of Konoma naturally doesn't have the concept of a cuckold's hat, and both Sylvia and Freya were completely baffled by the description of this ability.

Just as Chu Youyou was about to explain, Cheng Cheng instantly broke out in a cold sweat, rushed forward, and said with absolute certainty, "It's a sign of divine favor! This must mean boundless good fortune! The green light represents divinely bestowed good luck. The better the luck, the stronger the green light, the better the luck. You're destined for officialdom, no need to even look at the book, it's definitely a top-tier buff!"

"...Is that so?" Sylvia asked, half believing and half doubting.

"Absolutely right!" Cheng Cheng said with absolute certainty. "Sylvia, I will definitely help you become even greener—no, I will help you be blessed with good fortune and become stronger and stronger!"

Chu Youyou cast an undisguised look of disdain at her.

After the two accepted their cards, Chu Youyou nodded, took out a lump of clay from somewhere, and while quickly kneading it with her fingertips, casually asked, "Cheng Cheng, do you believe in gods? I'll make you a statue of a god."

“I believe,” Cheng Cheng nodded. “I believe in Wendy, the god of freedom; Zhongli, the god of contracts; General Thunder, the god of eternity; Narcida, the goddess of wisdom; Fucarus, the goddess of justice; Mavica, the goddess of war; and Columbia, the goddess of March…”

"Isn't the God of War Himeko?" Sylvia was increasingly confused.

"Ignore him." Freya rolled her eyes helplessly. "Looks like his old illness has relapsed."