That night, Amy looked at the starry sky all night long.
That planet - Aphrodite is still in the sky looking down at the world, unchanged for thousands of years. But under the turbulent wave of emotions in Amy's heart, it had lost its original appearance in Amy's eyes.
——The blessing of Aphrodite, the goddess of love, is dissipating from Amy's body.
Zealand's door is wide open.
In the face of Ivar's huge army, the women, children and old people who stayed in Zealand chose to give up resistance. With their hands empty, they prostrate themselves on the ground like slaves. Najirfa was dragged to the city of Zealand, looking down at Zealand from above.
A child secretly hit Ivar on the head with a stone. Ivar said nothing, just patted Fenrir gently. Then, the child's mother watched helplessly as the monster tackled, tore, chewed, and swallowed their only son, leaving only blood spurting into her face. She screamed, covered her face, and fainted.
Ivar smiled. In front of the terrified Zealanders, he opened his arms and said softly:
"Don't be afraid, as long as you are honest and obedient, I won't hurt you."
Under Fenrir's terrible swallowing sound, no one dared to respond to Ivar's words. So, Ivar continued to say in that gentle tone:
"I'm telling the truth, and I won't hurt you. Fortunately, Ella Cornelius Scipio is on your side. Because of her activity, you people who should have become slaves, There is a value that does not belong to you. Come, raise your head and let me see the faces of you lucky people."
No one dared to raise their heads. The gentler Ivar sounded, the more frightened they became.
Ivar's smile disappeared. He waved his hand, and the person closest to him burst into flames. The man wailed and rolled on the ground, but the flames grew bigger and bigger; he jumped up and threw himself into a nearby water tank, but the flames could not be extinguished. His wailing lasted for a short while, with each sound getting louder and louder than the last, and then slowly becoming softer until there was no sound at all.
The burning smell that makes people vomit lingers for a long time. Ivar's voice frightened everyone: "I agree that the premise of your survival is that you must be obedient, completely obedient."
But as soon as he said this, Ivar's tone turned gentle again.
"Now, let me see, whose baby hasn't raised his head?"
Everyone raised their heads - they saw Ivar's body burning with blazing fire, just like the legendary fire god Loki.
"That's right." Ivar said with a smile, "I want you and me to do a favor - help me kill Ella Cornelius Scipio."
Everyone was puzzled. Although Ella is prestigious, the lord of Sealand is Hestein. Why is he only obsessed with Ella?
"Because she killed my dear brother - the heir to the Kingdom of Heroes, Halfdan, who was favored by everyone." Ivar gave a very reasonable-sounding reason, and then changed the subject, "And he, this It’s up to me to kill him.”
"I am the one protected by Loki, and I am Loki's spokesperson! I must get rid of those who deceive the world and steal their reputation. But if she finds out that Xilan has been captured and turns around and runs away, it will be troublesome."
"So, I need your cooperation - forget everything that is happening now, just pretend that I have never been here. Hold a grand ceremony for the triumph of Ella Cornelius Scipio, and I want you to be there during the ceremony. Laugh, dance, and drink mead from a glass—that's enough."
Ivar glanced at the people kneeling on the ground with a smile: "It's very simple, right?"
A timid voice came from nowhere in the crowd: "Uncle, my father went out to fight with that sister Ella. Please, can you let him go?"
"Oh, an adult with a mature mind must bear the corresponding consequences for doing things. Unless he is bewitched by others, such as body trading."
Ivar clapped his hands.
"But it doesn't matter. Your performance can save your father's life. Come on, read it after me now: Ella is a little bitch who only uses her body to seduce men and make them follow her."
"Ella is a little bitch who only uses her body to seduce men and make them follow her.!"
"Miao, continue to read after me: Ella has not come back for a long time. She must have been fooling around with those men on the sea day and night."
"Ella hasn't come back for a long time. She must have been fooling around with those men on the sea day and night!"
"That's wonderful! Since she is so mean and has no abilities, how about you call her the 'King of Prostitutes' from now on?"
"Ella is the king of whores!"
Ivar smiled proudly: "Okay, little one, as long as you forget that I have been here, you can happily jump on your father and welcome him home."
Immediately, another voice came: "Master! My husband was completely forced to fight by that bitch named Ella! He had no intention of disobeying you. Please spare his life!"
"Madam, you don't have to ask me. Who is not forced to do so in the war? I was also the husband of a good girl. If I die before her, she will be very sad. Come, as long as you show that you Your attitude can atone for your husband’s sins.”
"Ella is the king of whores!"
"Very good, very energetic." Ivar clapped his hands again, "Your husband is forgiven."
"Ella is the king of whores!"
A gray-haired old man shouted after him.
"Ella is the king of whores!"
A middle-aged man with a broken leg shouted after him.
"Ella is the king of whores!"
Such calls resounded throughout the square.
Ivar smiled and appreciated the sound, just like listening to a piece of sweet music.
However, while he was intoxicated, a soldier next to him suddenly picked up an ax and chopped it straight at Ivar's head!
Ivar was startled, tilted his head to avoid the blow, and lifted the soldier up with his backhand. The flames rolled along his hands and enveloped the soldier.
"Nodel! You have been following me for the longest time, why did you suddenly betray me?"
Under the scorching flames, the soldier said sternly: "Lord Ivar...I, I really don't know!"
Before he could even finish his voice, he had already stopped breathing under Ivar's flames.
Ivar's eyes flashed with a fierce light:
"It's magic! Which one of you has used magic to control people's hearts! Who is it? Come out!"
The call suddenly stopped, and the people of Zealand huddled on the side of the road, no one answered.
"No one, right? It doesn't matter. I'm always fair."
Ivar smiled and raised a finger: "I lost a soldier, so you will also lose a relative."
Under Ivar's order, his soldiers pulled up a villager at the front and wiped his neck open in full view of everyone.
