Blasphemy

Before Rogge could recover from the shock, Hughes dropped another piece of news that made Rogge extremely angry. ww w.qu an be n.co m

"Lord Rogge," Hughes said, "I got news about Adjani on the way. The temple has rejected your request. Adjani will stay in the water prison until the priests give her final judgment. That day. Although the City of Oracle has suffered heavy losses, the status of the temple is still the highest in the hearts of the elves. When it comes to ruling on heresy, the decision of the priests is the final decision."

Seeing the murderous aura brewing in Rogge's calmness, Hughes said quickly: "Besides, we'd better not go to the temple to rob people. This might trigger a mutiny among the elves in the entire Oracle City."

Rogge calmed down, stared at Hughes and said: "Elder, with your city, don't you have some way to rescue Adjani?"

Hughes looked calm, and his answer once again stunned Rogge: "Mr. Envoy, I am just a killer. Assassination is a real contest that relies on wisdom and martial arts. It is the light in the darkness. It does not violate the simplicity and solemnity of the elves. The nature of beauty. Although I am a killer, I am also a simple elf. My wisdom is not enough to deal with the complex situation at hand. Only by relying on your unparalleled insidiousness and despicability can I be invincible!"

Rogge stared at Hughes for a long time, resisting the urge to erode him. Such an old fox actually has the nerve to say that he is just a simple elf

But the old fox city couldn't imagine it better. What else could he hide from him? For example, what if he was a seventeenth-level killer? The difference of one level is the difference between inside and outside the sanctuary!

Fatty was even more worried about Adjani's fate. He knew that the elves were extremely stubborn, and this nature was even more obvious in the three sacrifices. The elves' methods to deal with Adjani, who was resurrected with unclean blood, are probably the same as the Church of Light's method of dealing with heretics. His sudden resurrection has already disrupted the temple's plans, but it would be better not to force these priests to resort to any additional means.

But how can Rogge make Zhaoye and the priests get what they want

He thought for a while, called in a guardian warrior, and ordered: "Go and ask Rumsfeld to come see me!"

Then he stared at Hughes and said slowly: "Elder Hughes, for the future of the elves, I need your help. Anyway, you are used to walking in the darkness, don't you care about one more time?" He made up his mind. The idea was to drag this old fox into the water.

Hughes smiled bitterly. It's the envoy of God. I will definitely abide by your order. "

Rogge nodded and said with a sinister smile: "That's good! That's good!"

There were footsteps at the door, and Rumsfeld's slightly melancholy voice sounded: "Your Majesty, Rumsfeld is waiting for your orders."

Rogge said coldly: "Come in!"

Rumsfeld, the most elite warrior of the elves and the guardian of the temple, walked in. When he saw that Rogge had no intention of letting him sit down, he stood in the middle of the room, maintaining his usual respect for Rogge. Two guardian warriors stood silently behind Rumsfeld.

Rogge's face sank and he asked coldly: "After Rumsfeld for a month, why did the human army come to the city? Why are there only 400 people left on the Dark Side of the Moon? What about the strategies I made before my death? None of them are implemented? Will you stop paying attention to my orders once I die? Come and give me an explanation!"

Rumsfeld was silent.

Didn't he know that because of Feng Die, the mysterious and terrifying Lord God had been thinking of various ways to kill himself. Once Rogge died, the gloom in his heart had disappeared. However, it didn't take long for him to realize that the situation was quickly out of the control of the temple and him, and had become uncontrollable. Faced with the facts of blood and fire, he finally discovered that only Rogge's strategy could allow the elves to survive.

Although in his heart, he would rather die a heroic death than live in humiliation.

But after the divine messenger suddenly resurrected, he found that he had been involuntarily involved in the struggle between the temple and the divine messenger.

Looking at Rumsfeld, Roger's anger couldn't help but rise again. What really hurts him is not that Fengdie's heart belongs to someone else, but the deaths of more than four hundred 'Dark Side of the Moon' warriors! Although Rogge was determined to lead this army into the dark abyss from the beginning and turn them into the sharpest sword in his hand, he also cherished the life of every soldier extremely. So miraculously, after going through many storms, the Dark Side of the Moon never lost a single soldier. Now that Rogge has come back from the dead, in just one month, half of the most elite Dark Side of the Moon troops have been lost. How can he not be angry

"Rumsfeld! Although you refuse to speak, you have nothing to say about these two crimes of disobeying orders and ineffective command, right?" Rogge's voice was terrifyingly cold.

Rumsfeld remained calm, thinking of his comrades who died in battle around him, and an indescribable sadness passed through his heart.

He finally spoke: "Master Divine Envoy, I am as sad as you are about the loss of Dark Side of the Moon. I am willing to bear all the mistakes. I just ask you to let Fengdie go. She is still a child and very naive. Don’t know what I’m doing.”

"Aha! And Feng Die, I almost forgot about her if you didn't mention her!" Rogge suddenly smiled, very kindly, but it made everyone in the room secretly shudder.

"Don't worry, whatever Fengdie did, he has to bear the responsibility. I will decide this matter naturally, so you don't have to worry about it! Come on, arrest Rumsfeld! First, imprison him in the Presbytery. Go to the water prison! I will interrogate him personally later! By the way, Elder Hughes, there is a water prison under the temple, and there should be one in the elders' court, right?"

Hughes smiled awkwardly and whispered: "This... seems to be true!"

Rogge asked strangely: "If there is one, there will be one. If there is no one, there will be no. As a member of the Elders' House, don't you know if there is a water prison under your room?"

Hughes coughed a few times, but fortunately the guardian warrior had already escorted Rumsfeld out, so he didn't see the red face of the always respected Hughes.

Looking at their leaving figures, Rogge said coldly: "Since the temple has imprisoned Adjani in a water prison, then I will also put Rumsfeld in a water prison! Let's see what those priests will do. manage!"

Rogge turned to Hughes and said: "Elder Hughes, there are powerful enemies outside Oracle City, and the internal situation is unstable. We must fight to the death! I have come up with an idea, you can see if it suits you. …”

After listening to Rogge's whisper, Hughes couldn't help but break out in sweat. He couldn't help but said: "Master God Envoy...it's not appropriate..."

Rogge's face sank and he said coldly: "Elder Hughes, what you said is wrong. In order to repel the enemy, I even used necromancy magic. For the survival of the elves, I have given up everything. You Do you still want to maintain your own sanctity? If you don't agree, then I will leave the City of Oracles. Anyway, the temple will never allow a necromancer to guide the elves. If I don't want to be with the people I created Dark of the Moon faces the enemy, and there is only one way out."

Hughes sighed and whispered: I will do as you ask. Lord Hilo, you sent a demon to guide the elves! "

Seeing that Hughes finally agreed, Rogge immediately smiled. Elder Kaisi, what else can't you think about such a good thing? I even want to come by myself! Okay, hurry up and get ready. When the time comes, we will start immediately! "

After sending off Hughes, Rogge carefully considered the entire plan. Feeling that there were no flaws, he called in another guardian warrior and ordered: "Go and find Fengdie for me. I have something to ask her!"

Not long after, the guardian warrior came back and reported that Fengdie was now in the temple. The priests were discussing important matters with her and had no time to see the envoy.

The fat man smiled calmly, said nothing, and went directly to the dungeon to interrogate Rumsfeld.

The elves are a peaceful and beautiful race, and even the water prison fully reflects this.

The flames of burning smokeless grease illuminated the entire water prison. The four walls of the water prison are made of neat green rocks and are kept spotless. There are no moss or mice at all, the necessary by-products of human water prisons.

When he saw that most of Rumsfeld's body, which was chained to a stone pillar, was soaked in clear spring water, Roger finally collapsed. Ever since he became the envoy of God, he has been very busy and has never had the time or opportunity to study the elves' torture culture.

It seems that elves are an elegant race in every aspect!

Rogge walked around the entire water prison and found none of the torture tools he was used to when he was a lord. There was only a whip, which was too light to hit with any force. It seems that Hughes was right, the most serious punishment for the elves is humiliation. Being imprisoned in a water prison is already a very dishonorable thing, and the torture is not in line with the customs of elves.

After seeing the elf's water prison layout, Rogge felt relieved. Although he was somewhat unhappy that Rumsfeld could not clean up properly, he felt much better when he thought that Adjani would not suffer too much in the temple.

Rumsfeld was also a talent, but he was on the side of the temple. Time is of the essence for Roger now. He performed undead magic in public. Although it was to repel the human coalition, it inevitably caused a crisis of trust. Since only Elder Hughes understands the ancient oracle, it is as if there is no such oracle. The right to interpret the oracle has always belonged to the temple. Now he must pull the other source of elves' faith, the temple, from the altar as soon as possible. Only in this way will the elves who have no choice gather around Rogge because of their faith.

In Rogge's heart, faith and blind obedience are the same thing, and they are both his favorite things.

Although, Fatty was very unhappy about being tricked by Hilo. Shiloh is worthy of being the Lord God. He was tricked and tricked all the way, inducing him to take the bait and work for the elves. Thinking of this, Rogge felt filled with hatred, and from then on he had a new understanding of fate and the power of the Lord God.

At this moment, Rumsfeld had been taken out of the water prison and locked in the interrogation room. Rogge slowly walked over and sat down opposite him leisurely.

Rumsfeld's extremely handsome face was still full of melancholy. He remained silent and looked at Roger quietly. He wears a pair of exquisite magic shackles on his hands. These shackles can block the wearer's fighting spirit and are the most suitable thing to imprison a martial arts master like Rumsfeld.

Rogge clapped his hands, and an elf warrior brought tea for the two of them and placed it on the table. Surprise flashed in Rumsfeld's eyes. Based on his understanding of Rogge, Lord God Envoy was definitely a ruthless person. He had sided with the temple after his death. Now that God Envoy has been resurrected, he has even prepared to be killed. Preparations for a quiet execution.

If Rogge really wanted to do this, he would not resist, as long as Rogge promised that he would not embarrass Feng Die again.

Have a cup of tea! Don't be nervous, I was also angry for a moment. After all, the Dark Side of the Moon has been with me for so long and no soldier has ever died. Now when I come back and see that half of them died in the battle, my heart aches! I believe you, you will not intentionally let your comrades die. I even know that you are a brave and noble elf who will stand in front of your comrades to block the sword! Because you are the noble guardian of the temple! "Roger said with a smile.

Rumsfeld was very surprised that Rogge actually said such words, which made his heart somewhat turbulent.

This interrogation was surprisingly relaxed, perhaps, more like a chat between friends. Rumsfeld also gradually opened up his guard, and would occasionally chat with Rogge.

In the eyes of the surrounding elven guards, what they saw always had an indescribable taste.

They didn't know why, but they always felt that the envoys and the guardians of the temple who were chatting cordially were shaking constantly, and there was also a faint strange chirping in their ears. The expressions on the faces of the four elf guards were getting more and more ugly, and one of them could no longer suppress the turmoil in his stomach. However, the Lord God Envoy was interrogating key criminals in the room, and they must not leave their posts. The elf warriors' duty and sense of honor made them support themselves painfully.

Just when the elf guards were about to lose their support, all the uncomfortable feelings suddenly disappeared. The whole world suddenly had sounds and colors and was full of life again. They greedily breathed the fresh and moist air, feeling weak as if they were seriously ill.

In the blind spot where several elves guarded the sight, Rumsfeld's eyes suddenly became cloudy, and he even gave a middle finger in an extremely inelegant way! Seeing this scene, Rogge smiled unnoticed.

He stood up and ordered the elf guard: "I have understood that the casualties in Dark Side of the Moon are not Rumsfeld's fault. Go and open his shackles, he is free."

When Rumsfeld walked out of the gate of the Presbytery, the night was already deep. A dozen elves were arguing fiercely at the entrance of the Presbytery, completely losing their elegant demeanor. Rumsfeld looked over and saw several temple attendants pushing against the guardian warriors of the Dark Side of the Moon, trying to rush into the Elder's House. But with their weak bodies, how can they push the guardian warriors with strong martial arts skills? However, their scoldings were loud and clear.

"The decree from the High Priest Zhaoye is the highest order in the Oracle City! She wants to see Lord Rumsfeld immediately! How dare you guys from the fallen 'Dark Side of the Moon' who follow demons and necromancers Stop me! Have you betrayed your faith in Shiloh? Aren't you afraid of the temple's punishment for fallen elves?" The voice of Wei's attendant was particularly high-pitched and passionate, and her condescending attitude also appropriately explained the meaning of 'The Dark Side of the Moon' 'The situation in the City of Oracle.

However, the guardian warriors refused to give in. They just held the hilts of their swords and looked at the temple attendants coldly, completely ignoring their hands pushing around on their bodies.

Under their gaze, the attendants of the temple felt inexplicable fear! They didn't dare to break in, so they had no choice but to raise their accusing voices louder and louder. Elves began to gather behind them, which gave them a lot of confidence, and the scolding became more and more impassioned.

Rumsfeld stepped forward quickly and said in a deep voice: "Okay, stop arguing! Mr. Rogge has graciously forgiven my sins and restored my freedom. Is it the High Priest Zhaoye who is looking for me?" Then don’t waste time, let’s go to the temple first!”

Wei's attendants stared at the guarding warriors fiercely and said: "Priest Zhaoye will make you pay for your rudeness!"

In a window without a window in the presbytery, Rogge was quietly watching the quarrel below. After watching Rumsfeld leave with the attendants of the temple, he smiled coldly: "How dare you openly come to me to ask for someone! Zhaoye, I will show you this. What you snatched back is a capable subordinate. , or a devil!”

Fatty suddenly felt tired. He couldn't help but yawned and murmured: "Damn, it's so perverted to erode this useless ability! It's not very useful. It will use up all my energy once." Power. Why did the old guy come up with this thing when he had nothing to do?"

Roger looked at the position of the moon and knew that there were still two hours before he set off. After he ordered a guardian warrior to guard the door, he hid in a quiet room to meditate. He must regain his strength as soon as possible. If the old guy Hughes doesn't succeed, he will be ready to do something hard.

When Rumsfeld stepped into the small prayer room on the side of the temple, Zhaoye was waiting for him anxiously. Seeing his tall figure coming in, she immediately stood up and greeted him with a face of joy.

"Rumsfeld! You're back! Did Rogge make things difficult for you? He's a necromancer! Just come back. The City of Oracle cannot live without you!"

Zhao Ye finished speaking hastily, and then said bitterly: "Rogg actually used the most evil undead power, and we were all deceived by him! It seems that the elf warriors of the 'Dark Side of the Moon' have really fallen. Even though I knew he was so evil, I only listened to his orders and not the orders of the temple! Tomorrow I will call on all the elves in the city to stand up and strip away the aura of the Rogge Envoy! This devil, he will Those who led the glorious elves into hell! There are also those arrogant 'Dark Side of the Moon', I will also let them know the price of betraying the elves' faith!"

"The High Priest, the belief in the 'Dark Side of the Moon' is stronger than any other elves. In order to allow other elves to live in the sun, they would rather walk in the darkness themselves." Rumsfeld's sad but firm voice said. Duan Zhaoye said, "These days, in order to defend the City of Oracle, I have watched too many 'Dark Side of the Moon' warriors fall around me, but not a single elf would flinch because of this. Great Priest, Divine Envoy The 'Dark Side of the Moon' founded by your Excellency is the most religious elf in the City of Oracle!"

Zhaoye looked at Rumsfeld with some surprise, but saw the incomparable determination in the latter's eyes. What the temple lacks the most is force, and the two temple guardians must win over each other. Zhaoye said reluctantly: "Okay, I can forgive the 'Dark Side of the Moon' for being disrespectful to the temple. But Rogge, this evil necromancer, I will never give in on this matter. If he didn't have the evil power of the undead, how could he be resurrected after death? He must have signed a contract with the evil god, And the elves are the sacrifices stipulated in the contract!"

Rumsfeld was silent again. Zhaoye was used to his silence and didn't take it seriously. He was originally a very cheerful and funny elf, but since the arrival of the divine envoy Rogge, he has become more and more silent day by day. Looking at Rumsfeld's gloomy face, Zhaoye suddenly felt a sadness mixed with pity in his heart.

But tonight, his melancholy was a little different from the past. His breathing was gradually becoming heavier, and his veins were constantly rising.

"High Priest... No... You run away!... Run away!" Rumsfeld suddenly put his head in his hands and shouted!

Zhaoye was shocked and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with you?"

Rumsfeld suddenly growled, his eyes turning green. He suddenly threw Zhao Ye to the ground, reached out and tore off half of Zhao Ye's divine robe with one sound!

Seeing the white snow on Zhaoye's breasts and the bright red on the lush hills, the green fire in Rumsfeld's eyes became more and more intense! He suddenly grabbed hold of Zhao Ye's elf, which was rare and huge, and grabbed, bit, and gnawed hard. Low roars kept coming out of his throat, like a crazy beast!

Zhaoye looked at Rumsfeld who was pressing on him and couldn't help but kiss his white skin. Instead, he was extremely calm: "It turns out that your soul has been controlled by evil power! It must be the devil Roger." In the temple of Shiloh, in the face of the endless majesty of God, how could a little conspiracy like yours be allowed to succeed!"

Rumsfeld, who was in a frenzy, only cared about his raw feelings for Zhao Ye, and did not restrain Zhao Ye's hands to sacrifice the weak body. How could he do anything to conquer the crazy guardian of the temple? Even if Zhaoye punched, kicked, and bit her teeth, Rumsfeld only thought she was scratching.

She completely ignored the guardian of the temple who was burning with desire, raised her arms, intertwined her hands in a graceful and graceful gesture, and breathed out a few clear notes.

In the temple of Shiloh, Zhaoye, as the high priest, can activate large-scale sacred magic by just whispering a few simple notes.

There seemed to be a faint sigh in the darkness, and then a vague black shadow flashed past very quickly. Zhaoye's face went numb, and she suddenly discovered to her horror that no sound came out of her mouth!

The fire in Rumsfeld's heart is getting stronger and stronger! A struggle flashed in his eyes, but the struggle was so weak that he was suppressed by desire in the blink of an eye. He suddenly became extremely strong and tore off the last few thin pieces of fabric from Zhaoye's body in just a few strokes!

He was like a wild beast covered in fire, and Zhaoye's snow-white water was like the clearest lake...

The beast suddenly plunged into the lake with a red afterimage...

Zhaoye's beautiful face was distorted by pain, her small mouth was wide open, but still no sound came out; her arms pushed Rumsfeld in vain, but the sacrifice's fragile physique made it impossible for her to push at all. His mountain-like body! Following his violent movements, Zhaoye clutched his back painfully, and the sharp nails on his fingers drew bloody traces on his back!

It didn't take long before Rumsfeld tortured Zhao Ye to the point of dying with his cruelty and lack of mercy.

An inaudible sigh sounded again in the darkness, and with two whirs, the two snow-white bodies were thrown to Rumsfeld's side again. It turned out to be the other two priests in the temple!

They were completely naked, their eyes full of despair and panic, but their whole bodies were limp and apparently without any strength. Like Zhao Ye, they opened and closed their little mouths in fear, as if they were screaming, but no sound came out!

The frantic temple guardian immediately found a new prey! The lifeless Zhaoye could no longer arouse him any more.

The beast jumped out of the lake into the sky, and the burning flames around it did not weaken at all! It looked at the two newly-appeared clear lakes with ecstasy, then howled and jumped into it...

In the most sacred place of the temple, four bodies were intertwined together, playing frantic and sadistic music! They have completely forgotten the passage of time, unaware that the night has passed and dawn has arrived...

"Why did the holy light of the temple disappear? It turns out that the priests who have always been aloof are the elves who have truly betrayed the faith of God!" Rogge's cold voice was like the loudest morning bell, waking up and still immersed in darkness. The elves in the Sin of Harmony.

Screams kept coming!

The screams came from three priests. They seemed to wake up and suddenly found themselves naked. The marks and weak soreness all over their bodies fully demonstrated what kind of crazy night it was!

What made them even more desperate was that at the door, Rogge stood with his hands behind his back, looking at them coldly. Behind Rogge, countless elves were crowded, and all the elven elders were among them!

More screams came from the mouth of the elf behind Rogge.

Rumsfeld stood up. Although he was also an adult, his eyes had regained clarity and his demeanor was still calm. His eyes scanned the elves behind Rogge, as if searching for something.

He quickly found it. It was a stunning face, with despair and sadness written all over it.

Rumsfeld's face finally turned pale. The sparkle in his eyes quickly faded and became lifeless.

"On one side are the noble guardians of the temple, and on the other side are the holy priests. It turns out that the truth about praying and confessing every night is such a scene!"

Rogge did not give Zhaoye a chance to defend himself. His voice was already trembling with anger, and he was getting higher and higher, speaking faster and faster: "If the holy light in the temple hadn't suddenly disappeared today, we wouldn't have known. In the most holy temple of Hilo, the ugliest drama is happening! No wonder Hilo is so angry! No wonder the holy light disappears! I thought it was the devil who defiled the holy place dedicated to Hilo, but it turned out to be so!"

After a pause, Rogge gave the priests the final blow: There was indeed a demon that had defiled the holy land of Hilo! This devil is in the souls of our respectable priests! "

Zhaoye's face turned pale, and she collapsed on the ground. The extreme humiliation made her lower her head deeply. She covered her face with her hands and sobbed softly, completely ignoring that all her secret parts were exposed. Zhaoye's mind went blank. She just hoped that this was a nightmare and she could wake up soon!

A few words from Rogge flashed through Rumsfeld's mind: "As the guardian of the temple, it is not good for other elves to see your weak side. You should go to the priests at night in the future!"

His heart was completely cold, and he understood that Rogge had arranged all of this a long time ago. Based on his understanding of Rogge, the entire plan would definitely not give him and the priests any room to turn around.

He raised his head and met Rogge's sharp gaze. The most elite warrior of the elves smiled bitterly, closed his eyes, and waited for Rogge's verdict.

"According to the most glorious tradition of the elves, the elves who serve as Shiloh sacrifices must be pure and flawless, and there must be no impurity in their hearts! Now, the elves present, including all the distinguished elders, have seen that Zhao Ye and the other three priests are no longer pure! Therefore, as an envoy of God, I declare that they are no longer qualified to continue to serve as sacrifices in Hilo, nor are they qualified to continue to live in the temple of Hilo! Now, they They will be thrown into water prison for the crime of blasphemy, and I will decide on their punishment after I receive the oracle!"

Roger's eyes turned to Rumsfeld again, scanning up and down twice. The body of the guardian of the temple is full of strength and beauty. All the lines skillfully combine fortitude with elegance and softness. It is really a perfect body!

Rogge actually felt a little jealous after seeing it. Although he is a necromancer, his perfect and strong body has always been his favorite. But right now, the most important thing is not to give him any chance to turn around.

"With all the distinguished elders as witnesses! Rumsfeld was found guilty of blasphemy! Therefore, he will be permanently removed from the title of Guardian of the Temple and put in prison to await the harshest punishment from the elves!" Rogge's voice With extreme anger and contempt in his voice, the elves behind him also recovered from their initial surprise and shouted loudly at the four elves in the center of the room.

The angry accusations lasted for nearly half an hour and became increasingly passionate. Rogge had to raise his hands, and after a while, the room slowly became quiet.

Elder Hughes had a sad look on his face. He sighed and made a gesture. The four elven warriors took off their cloaks and covered the bodies of the four elves.

The eyes of the three priests were dull, and the sudden blow had caused them to completely lose the ability to move and think. Zhaoye's will was the strongest, and she wanted to say loudly that this was a conspiracy! It must be a conspiracy planned by Rogge behind the scenes! However, when she saw the extremely contemptuous looks of the elves present, her heart became cold. She knew that no matter how hard she tried to defend herself, no one would believe her words at this moment. The most important thing is that she is no longer pure. Even if all the elves know that Rogge planned the whole thing, she can no longer serve as a priest.

She figured out in an instant that this was the most important part of Rogge's plan. The elven tradition she has always adhered to has turned out to be her most fatal weakness!

Zhao Ye silently wrapped his body in a cloak. She just felt that she was completely numb, and it didn't matter how Rogge would retaliate against her next. The biggest revenge has passed, what else is she afraid of? Zhaoye's only regret was that she couldn't warn the new priest to be careful of the devil Rogge. She knew that Rogge would never give her this chance.

After watching Zhaoye and others being taken down, Rogge glanced at Hughes meaningfully. When he received the signal from Hughes and rushed in, even he did not expect that the scene would be so fiery and exciting. But no matter what, bringing down the temple finally made him feel bad. When he thought of the loss of the elite 'Dark Side of the Moon', Rogge couldn't help but feel angry. This is a very sharp knife. Rogge originally wanted to rely on the 'Dark Side of the Moon' to achieve great success in the north!

As for Rumsfeld, he is already in Rogge's hands. There are many miraculous magics in the memory of the lich Elgra, and the process of making the dragon horse greatly inspired Rogge. The guardian of the temple of the elves is an excellent experimental material.

In the early morning of the next day, the Oracle City finally ushered in the long-lost peace. The elves were surprised to see that the golden dome of the temple was emitting a faint holy light again!

Since the day it was built, there has never been peace in the 'City of Oracles'. After a month of war, there were so many strange things happening to the elves, which even exceeded the total of the past thousand years.

The resurrection of the divine messenger from the dead has surprised the elves. After the resurrection, the divine messenger used evil, strange and powerful magic to repel the human coalition forces, which also greatly shocked the nerves of the elves. Now there is an incident involving the priests and the guardians of the temple, and it is rare that all the priests are involved! Some elves already have a vague feeling that even if Shiloh comes to the world tomorrow on the carriage of death, they will not be surprised.

After imprisoning all the attendants and priests in the temple, the divine envoy Rogge moved into the temple as a matter of course. As for the holy light of the temple, how could it stump Rogge who is proficient in magic? There is no shortage of magical items containing divine power in the collections of the elves.

Before Rogge had time to deal with Zhao Ye, there were too many things waiting for him to deal with in the messy Oracle City. So after letting the temple emit holy light again, Rogge quietly came to Hughes' bedroom.

Outside Hughes' room, Rogge hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to knock on the door and enter.

What surprised the fat man was that the old fox was sitting peacefully in the room with a pot of fragrant tea next to him, obviously waiting for Roger.

The question is, how did Hughes know that Rogge would come to him at this time? It's not far from dawn now! This old guy doesn't sleep and is waiting for him? Rogge looked at the teapot. It was clearly freshly brewed tea. The old guy hadn't waited long!

Rogge became more and more wary of this old thing.

"Elder Hughes!" Rogge put on the most sincere smile and sat down. Pretending to be casual, he moved his chair so that he could freely choose between escaping through the window or escaping through the door.

Hughes chuckled and poured Rogge a cup of tea. Rogge picked it up and ate it all in one gulp. As a necromancer, he was not afraid of poison. What's more, he also drank the blood of a green dragon, which improved his resistance to poison.

"Elder Hughes, I came to you this time because I want to discuss the situation at hand with you. There are many places where I need the full assistance of the Presbyterian Council!"

Hughes said leisurely: "There is no problem at all! No matter how you deal with the priests, or how many elves you plan to find to sacrifice, there is no problem! The Presbyterian Council will definitely support you with all their strength. And soon, the Presbyterian Council will A proposal will be passed, and you will have the power to mobilize all the elven armies! No matter what your target is, for example, even if it is the silver dragon, the elven armies will faithfully execute your orders."

Rogge was immediately startled. The old guy Hughes almost said everything on his mind! Rogge felt that the more contact he had, the more inscrutable this old guy became!

"Elder Hughes, you have given me absolute power, aren't you afraid that I will lead the elves into the abyss?"

"Don't be afraid!" Hughes said with a smile: "If you didn't have such a little self-discipline, how could you accomplish so many great things?"

Roger was silent. (Quanben Novel Website www.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.com)