Blasphemy

Rogge's mental energy has dried up, and he is in a daze. Everything in front of him is blurred and shaking. w w w .q u a n b e n. c o m

In a daze, he seemed to see the mysterious black Audreyh appear in front of him again. He was still wearing the gray robe, the same pair of silver eyes, and the white and tender bare feet that once aroused the deepest feeling in his heart. in front of him.

But for some reason, this time Audreyh did not exude the coercion that once made Rogge tremble, but seemed a little weak.

Rogge felt a huge pain in his head. He frowned and everything in his eyes began to shake again. Suddenly, a long-suppressed flame rose from the deepest part of his soul, and he actually... actually threw himself at the inviolable body that belonged only to God!

Rogge suddenly felt that the whole world had become very strange.

His slow mind couldn't figure out why he dared to do such a thing to the goddess. You know, his fear of Audreyh could no longer be described as fearful as a tiger.

But what's even more strange is that not only is Audreyh not as angry as he imagined, but she is avoiding in a panic. Moreover, her avoiding movements are not very difficult to catch, and they are not at all like the reaction that a god should have.

Could it be that, behind the endless pressure, this is the true strength of God? Rogge couldn't help but think about it, but he had a severe headache now, and he didn't even have time to think about what would happen if he angered the goddess Audreyh.

There are well-documented blasphemers in history who had various endings. Some were nailed to a mountain and allowed to be eaten by birds of prey but survived for thousands of years. Some were wailed forever in the lava flames. Some even had their bloodlines cursed by gods. The one who has endured many misfortunes and never ceases to atone for the sins of his ancestors.

What about Roger? How should he be dealt with

Not only did he have evil intentions toward the goddess, but he also acted disrespectfully towards her.

More importantly, he actually...

I caught one of the goddess’s bare feet!

is this real? Rogge himself didn’t believe it! He shook his head vigorously before he got rid of his dizziness and stared.

The room was empty, with no trace of Audreyh's arrival.

"Is it all an illusion just now?" Rogge couldn't help but think.

At this moment, he had regained consciousness. Looking around, there was no one in the room except Feng Die, who was still sleeping. Obviously no one would answer his doubts.

But the cold and slippery feeling still lingered in his hands, seeming to remind him that what just happened might not be a dream. When he thought of his feet as sparkling as snow under his gray robe, the bones of the fat man, who was already on the verge of collapse, became even more crispy.

It seems that the only way to verify what happened just now is to go to the Eye of Wisdom and use Mora to verify it with Odairehe. However, the fat man has a guilty conscience and no matter how bold he is, he does not dare to ask Odairehe about this matter.

The extremely weak Rogge began to meditate and lost the support of his huge mental power. He can now be said to be extremely fragile. Meditation will not improve the recovery of his mental power, but by replenishing his magic power, Rogge will regain a lot of combat ability.

When Feng Die woke up leisurely, Rogge had finished meditating.

The elf jumped down from the white jade platform lightly. When she landed, her slender and graceful body caused the whole room to tremble slightly. Both Fengdie and Rogge were startled for a moment. Rogge put his hand on Fengdie's slender waist and hugged her up.

The elf's body was still as light as weightless, and could almost dance in Rogge's palm.

"Fengdie, how do you feel now?"

Fengdie Ruyan frowned slightly and didn't know. But I'm very conscious now and I don't seem to have forgotten anything. "At this point, a blush suddenly flashed across her face.

Roger, just smile! We will return to the City of Oracle in a few days. During this time, you can adapt to your new body and strength. When we come out of the City of Oracle, it will be time to go to the Imperial Capital to compete with those druids. "

A miniature storm suddenly exploded with Fengdie as the center. The light outline of the dark coat of arms began to faintly appear on her pure and beautiful face, and a faint dark red appeared in her eyes.

Rogge shouted quickly: "Feng Die! You must learn to control your emotions from now on, especially hatred and hatred! You are lucky to have kept your mind clear, and don't let the curse power dominate your soul again!"

A look of struggle appeared on Feng Die's face. After several repetitions, she finally suppressed the raging hatred in her body. The dark emblem gradually disappeared. She let out a long breath, trembling all over and sweating like rain. .

Rogge smiled, put a robe on Feng Die, and walked out of the magic laboratory where he had been staying for several days.

The main hall of the Eye of Wisdom in Dresden is magnificent. Every night, the brightly-lit hall looks brilliant and solemn, and it has become the most famous scene in Dresden.

At this moment, groups of senior clergy were walking out of the main hall in small groups, preparing to go back to rest. The large-scale evening prayer ceremony that had just ended had left each of them extremely exhausted. It was not only physical fatigue, but also extreme mental malaise. These clergymen did not know the reason why Saint Mora suddenly summoned them to perform such a ceremony, but the signs that Mora was a magician were becoming more and more obvious, and some believers even believed that she was close to the goddess. The spokesperson in the mortal world, so no one will question any of Mora's decisions now.

There is only Mora in the prayer room of the Eye of Wisdom. She is kneeling quietly in front of the blazing holy fire. She does not know what she is confiding to the goddess. Mora's head is held high, revealing her slender and graceful back.

She is like a swan before God, elegant and beautiful.

The flames on the altar danced, and bursts of majestic words were directly engraved in Mora's heart. She carefully wrote down the goddess's oracle, and then hurried out of the prayer room, taking a few servants to Rogge's Grand Duke's Mansion. Go.

High in the sky, *** was looking at the priests who dispersed in twos and threes and the departing Saint Mora. In those silver eyes, the weak mental state of these people was clearly reflected. It was obvious that they could no longer Can't afford another prayer service.

*** sighed sadly and looked around, the silver light in his eyes began to fluctuate very regularly.

The moonlight dimmed.

Within a radius of 500 kilometers from Dresden, the slightly more powerful creatures felt a chill passing through their souls. They immediately followed the guidance of their instincts and crawled out of their hiding places one after another, heading away desperately* Flee in the ** direction.

A black shadow was flying over Dresden. He seemed to suddenly feel something. He stopped abruptly and rushed towards the densely packed houses below. However, the pair of guns had already appeared in front of him. Expressive silver eyes were staring at him.

The black shadow was quite shocked. He immediately changed direction and tried to escape.

The strength of the black shadow is extraordinary, and it is unpredictable and fast at the turning point of advance and retreat. However, in this world, it is not that there is no one who can compare with the ***, but there is no one in Dresden now.

*** will appear in front of the black shadow every time and intercept him.

The black shadow finally stood in the air and silently drew out the rapier. The blade of the sword was twisting like a living snake.

"Master ***, long time no see, hehe, long time no see." His dry laughter was so unpleasant.

*** stared at Death Class, his eyes flashing with silver light, as if he was hesitating about something.

The Death Squadron's heart skipped a beat, but on the surface he was still calm. Although we had grievances in the past, it's not the time to take revenge yet. At least we have to wait until we deal with our common enemy, right? However, if you insist on settling it now, I won't have any objection. "

*** hesitated for a moment, and finally turned around and disappeared into the void.

Elder Hughes closed the book in his hand with a swipe, and poured a glass of wine for the Death Class who had just entered through the window. The Death Squadron was not polite to him. He grabbed a drink and drank it in one gulp. Then he let out a long breath and cursed, "This ***. What a madman!"

Hughes smiled and said, "Did you have a fight with Mr. *** just now?"

The Death God Ben snorted and said with obvious lack of confidence, "Well... now is not the time for internal fighting. Wouldn't that give Silver Dragon an advantage? But speaking of it, although she is not from our world, she can just say it. , left at the drop of a hat, and showed up without any warning, which was really elusive. Needless to say, her speed, she used to be worse than me in strength, and I still had to fight at that time, but it was too late to see her. Her strength is no worse than mine... It’s hard to handle! Besides, I always feel that something is wrong with her tonight, so it’s better not to have any conflict with her.”

Hughes smiled and said: "The most important thing for a killer is keen intuition. Mr. Ban's intuition is so accurate. No wonder he is a strong man who dominates the dark world, haha! In fact, Mr. ***'s way of coming and going is perfect for sneak attacks. , that is impossible to guard against! So, provoking Mr. *** is not a good thing. By the way, you must also know the news that someone is going to challenge the Silver Dragon King recently, right? I just learned that that challenger is probably ***grown ups."

The face of the Death God Class became more and more ugly, and he murmured, "Crazy, all crazy!"

Hughes lowered his voice mysteriously: "Especially during this period, you can't provoke Mr. ***... I heard that she is hungry now, so she is in a very bad mood...

This..." The Death Squad was stunned and speechless for a moment.

In this noisy night, even the city of the oracle could not find peace.

The hall where Amaro was imprisoned was shaking constantly, and Amaro's roar and roar could be heard from a long distance away.

In the main hall, several elven mages stared nervously at Amaro who was struggling crazily. Countless thorns were broken tightly. Amid Amaro's constant roar, hundreds of thorns were broken. .

"What should we do? Do we need to increase the extent of the extraction of power?" The elf mage asked for the opinions of his colleagues extremely nervously. After all, the strong men followed Rogge to Dresden. Once Amaro really breaks free, , it would be a catastrophe to the entire Oracle City.

"Idiots! What should we do?" Amaro suddenly roared: "Use invisible magic to cover the entire city! Wake up all the soldiers to guard this temple!"

The elf mage was immediately stunned. These suggestions should not come out of Amaro's mouth anyway.

A strange feeling suddenly passed through the hall, and several elf mages collapsed on the ground, unconscious.

The gray-robed and black figure was floating in from the door of the hall, rising slowly, and finally stood in front of Amaro. This time, a smile finally appeared on her lips.

The huge and ferocious Amaro had lost all its arrogance at this moment. It said in a low voice: "Powerful being from another world, your power is enough to conquer a high-level demon like me. I am willing to make a soul contract with you from now on. According to the demon world, It’s a tradition and it’s an honor to be able to serve the strong…”

*** ignored it.

The next moment, the magic light of the entire Oracle City was extinguished.

At this moment in the Grand Duke's Mansion, the guilty fat man did not dare to look at the holy and solemn Mora across from him. He could only wait for Mora to explain his intention.

"Advent?" Rogge was surprised, but Mora was not here to pursue his blasphemy, but it still made him let go of his worries.

"Yes." Mora nodded, "The oracle said that a successful birth requires a baby who is talented and in line with the goddess's wishes. After much thought, only Mr. Rogge has the ability to fulfill the goddess's oracle, so I rushed all night coming."

This is indeed Rogge's strength.

He pondered for a moment. It's hard to tell whether he has talent or not. It's even harder to say whether he is in line with the goddess's wishes. So it's definitely not possible to choose less. This matter is not difficult to handle. Since there is no time requirement in the oracle, let's just do it. You have to be fully prepared and try to get thousands more baby girls to choose from for the goddess. "

Mora reminded Rogge: "The oracle only said it was a baby, not a girl."

Rogge looked at Maura with a deep look. She was a goddess, so of course she had to choose a baby girl. "

A few days later, Rogge stood silently in front of Amaro. This huge and powerful high-class demon now looks extremely languid. The magic circle that extracts its magic power has stopped operating long ago. With Amaro's current extremely weak physical condition, extracting even a little energy may kill it. Fortunately, there is enough energy stored in the ancient elf tree to support it for a while.

"Amaro, what's going on?" Rogge asked.

Amoluo was lying on the ground. When he heard Rogge's voice, he just moved one of his huge ears to indicate that he had heard it.

No matter how Rogge threatened or lured him, he just refused to say a word.

Rogge had already learned from the elf mage that the magic circle that extracted Amaro's spiritual power on the night of the accident suddenly ran wildly, draining almost all of his vitality. Now it seems that without ten days and a half, even Amaro, who has amazing resilience, would not be able to recover. However, the three elf mages present that night were knocked unconscious at the same time, and only Amaro knew what happened.

According to the elf mages, Amaro seemed to have had a premonition of something at that time and was very panicked. He even asked them to increase the defense of the hall.

It seems that only Amaro knows the truth, but it has made up its mind not to say a word, leaving Rogge helpless. The fat man was not sad about Amaro's life energy, he was just worried about this powerful man who came from nowhere and could come and go at will in the City of Oracles.

This time he returned to the City of Oracle. After arranging everything, he would go north to the empire and fight to the death with the druids. The battle with Yunxiao City is different from the battle between the two countries. The battle between the strong men on both sides will determine the outcome of the war. At this point, Rogge is quite confident.

This confidence largely comes from the Druid elders who are still imprisoned in Dresden. This elder has become an excellent test subject for Rogge to experiment with various tortures and dark and undead magic. Of course, he would not forget to interrogate all the druid spells in the elder's memory. Unfortunately, most of the powerful magic of the Druid requires belief in the goddess of nature. No matter how talented Rogge is in magic, he will never be able to use it.

If the other elders in the Presbyterian Church are at the same level as this elder, then Rogge will be sure to win. But there are many variables in the war. For example, the true strength of the Sky's Fury and the movements of the Silver Dragon Clan are enough to determine the outcome.

This time going north, Rogge was not planning to bring too many people. He only brought the Dark Side of the Moon with him. He left all the Ticton warriors in the principality. Now Dulin is tracking the orcs' tracks in the mountains, and the Redbud Butterfly Pair is busy building a training camp. But Fatty was not at ease with them yet. The fierce Tickton warriors led by the powerful Zhagur were enough to suppress the small rebellion that the two brothers and sisters might bring.

After Rogge took a quick look at various workshops and laboratories in the city, he returned to the Temple of the God's Envoy. An elf supervisor was already waiting there.

"How are things going lately?"

"Lord Rogge, under the protection of Shiloh, four new lives have been added to the Oracle City this month. Three women and one man. In the past six months, there have been twenty new elves in the entire Oracle City. This speed is comparable to other The Elf tribe is about to die soon. I think in another hundred years, we can expect the prosperity of the Oracle City."

Rogge was silent for a long time and then said: "Gather all the elven baby girls who are less than two years old and send them to Dresden to receive the baptism of the Holy Light. This will be good for the elves when they grow up."

The supervisor agreed. Rogge finally couldn't help but ask: "What do you elf couples mean... Why are there so few and so slow births?"

The supervisor was stunned, not expecting Rogge to ask such a question. But he still replied: "Elves can only have one offspring every ten years, you already know this. Moreover, the new elves need careful care from their parents and the tribe, and they will not be independent until thirty years later. This is very important for both the parents and the tribe." It’s a big burden. So we don’t want to have too many offspring.”

Rogge nodded and said nothing more. In fact, even if the elves were willing to give birth, they wouldn't be able to produce many offspring. Although the fat man is impatient, there is no point in being anxious about this matter.

Rogge suddenly thought. Throughout the history of the continent, all powerful races with long lifespans have basically faced the problem of low fertility. This is true whether it is a dragon or a giant who is extremely powerful individually, or an elf who has created a brilliant magical civilization. According to the records, even in the glorious era, the total number of citizens in the great elven empire never exceeded ten million. On the contrary, dwarves, humans and even humans with relatively short lifespans and low individual abilities once established huge empires. Nowadays, humans with the lowest individual abilities have become the most powerful race on the continent. The territory of the Human Empire occupies more than half of the known part of the continent. The dwarf empire is also everywhere, in the mountains that are difficult for humans to set foot on. There are dwarven underground cities one after another.

Sufficient wisdom, a large population, proper division of labor and cooperation, and enough resources are the keys to the success and glory of a race. Everything about elves is good, but they are few in number, too few. Although Rogge was careful, the number of elves was still getting smaller and smaller. Even adding the 200,000 elves remaining in the green sea, it actually didn't help. Looking at the situation of the human race, there are now nearly 10 million people in the Principality of Are alone. Rogge suddenly understood that it was no longer possible for the elves to return to their glory days.

But that was the elf's troubles, not his.

The fat man tiptoed towards the back of a familiar figure. He held her in his arms.

The elf who was attacked did not panic at all. She looked back and saw Rogge, and immediately said: "Master Rogge, I think you are the only one who can do such a boring thing. Where do you want to do it this time? I put down my hand. I’ll find you the things I need.”

Roger pushed her against the wall. Smiling: "Right here! Now!"

Eiffel finally panicked and said hurriedly: "It doesn't work here, this is the corridor!

Someone will see it! "

Seeing Eiffel's panicked expression. Rogge felt indescribably happy, taking advantage of the opportunity while she was holding clothes in both hands. He quickly untied Aifeier's clothes and took over her body in one fell swoop.

The fat man moved and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of! Even if someone comes, I will show up in advance. Besides, it doesn't matter if others see it."

"But..." Eiffel kept struggling, trying in vain to escape from Rogge's hands, "Someone is watching now!"

Rogge smiled and said: "Where is there someone..."

Rogge turned his head and saw Feng Die standing at the other end of the corridor. He was watching them quietly.

"When did Fengdie come?"

Fengdie smiled lightly and just arrived, you continue. "

Under Fengdie's inexplicable gaze, Rogge suddenly felt uncomfortable all over. He let go of his hand and Eiffel took the opportunity to escape. She tidied her clothes and picked up the laundry scattered on the floor. Leave in a hurry.

Just after turning a corner, Eiffel was stopped by the sudden appearance of Fengdie.

Feng Die looked at Aifeier with a keen eye, and Aifeier also looked at her up and down.

Fengdie now wears a brand new armor, which is still tailor-made for her and decorated with rose branches with various magical effects. It's just that the coloring of the armor is contrary to the blue or green tones favored by the elves, and is instead made of black as the base and decorated with red. If we say that the wind butterflies in the past were delicate and delicate, they were beautiful. At this moment, her unparalleled beauty contained a chilling air.

"Who are you? Why can you feel my presence?" Feng Die asked coldly.

"My name is Eiffel, an elf. I am a maid, responsible for cleaning the Temple of the Divine Envoy. If I have other duties, it is to sleep with the Lord Divine Envoy when he asks.

Do you still have questions? "

Feng Die's square hand moved slightly, and a dark green dagger jumped into her hand. At this time, she was wearing a fingerless chain glove on her square hand, and the long nails on her five fingers were dyed a dark green that was almost black. These nails are dyed with magic paint, and their function is not only beautiful and decorative.

"Aiffel! How did you sense my presence? If you don't tell the truth, then I wouldn't mind killing a maid!"

Eiffel did not panic at all. Lord Butterfly, you used to be a moonlight lily growing under the ancient elf tree, but now you have turned into a beautiful and dangerous blood-red rose. The City of Oracles is a garden of peace. Bloody roses like yours are very conspicuous wherever they appear. Just now I smelled the murderous aura on your body and realized your arrival. "

Fengdie was startled. After a long time, he sighed quietly. She flicked the five fingers of her square hand, and the dark green dagger was sheathed silently.

Eiffel met. Holding the clothes and walking away.

"Wait a minute!" Feng Die suddenly coaxed Effie, "Rogge... will come to you as soon as he comes back. Have you been like this before?"

Eiffel thought for a while and said, "I haven't known you for a long time." From the time we met, he stayed in the City of Oracle for a total of fifteen days, and I slept with him a total of seventeen times. That's it. "

Fengdie was caught off guard by Aifeier's straightforwardness. She felt a breath stuck in her chest and didn't know what to say.

"Why!" She looked at Effier's back and finally shouted.

"Because I don't want anything, so he doesn't feel any pressure!" came Aifeier's clear voice.

A few days later, Rogge left the City of Oracle with the Dark Side of the Moon fully dressed, and he also brought more than twenty elf baby girls with him on this trip. As soon as you enter the Principality, you will see couples rushing towards Dresden with their newborn children on the avenue.

Before rushing to Dresden, Rogge issued an order to the entire principality, saying that he would select the next candidate saint for the Eye of Wisdom. The selection range is for delicate and intelligent baby girls under one year old, and there is a special note at the end of the announcement that there is no restriction on race.

If a baby girl is chosen by the goddess, she will be nurtured by the eye of wisdom from then on. Until you grow up**. The parents of the baby girl will not only receive a large amount of wealth, but also will be promoted immediately if they hold military or public positions. If you are a noble with a title, you will also be given a new residence and be promoted in the title.

Such favorable conditions immediately caused a sensation throughout the Principality of Arei. Almost all families who had recently given birth to a baby girl rushed to Dresden with their children. They all heard that the goddess will personally bless all the holy babies with the holy light during the selection. After receiving the goddess's blessing, the girl's life will be safe and smooth. Rich and beautiful. In this case, even if you fail to choose, there will still be many benefits.

Of course, these are all rumors that Rogge deliberately sent people to spread.

In fact, he had just learned through the flames of the altar that the strong holy light used when selecting baby girls would do great damage to these baby girls. A baby girl who can withstand the burning of the Holy Light is an ideal candidate for birth.

Rogge walked up and down in front of the altar, thinking over and over how to make this lie perfect. Fortunately, the holy light will not harm the baby girl. Most symptoms may not appear until many years later. Such a long time has exceeded the scope of Rogge's consideration.

In a short period of time, more than two thousand baby girls have been sent to the Eye of Wisdom's main hall in Dresden, and more baby girls are being sent one after another. Even if he knew that the Holy Light would harm the baby girl, Rogge was not prepared to cancel the plan. A goddess who successfully arrives, or a goddess who has always been unfavorable to him, will have a decisive impact on the situation in the entire north. Plus *** challenges the Silver Dragon King. prompting him to temporarily postpone his plans to travel north. After all, these two are the top priorities at hand. What Fatty is worried about now is whether the druids still have enough strength to dedicate manpower to cause trouble for him under the current situation. In the past few battles, the druids suffered heavy losses.

In any case, it is not easy to make trouble on the fat man's head.

Such a huge number of baby girls gathered. Rogge thought he could please the goddess to some extent, but what came from the altar fire was just a noncommittal answer, indicating that the fat man's results were barely acceptable. This made Rogge a little confused. He spent all his strength to gather so many baby girls. Is there anyone who can do this better than him

Bone Dragon also had the same question.

Wella used the pure white sacred flame to build herself an exquisite sacred flame lounge chair. At this moment, she was leaning on the chair freely, flipping through the memories in the origin of God.

Hearing Bone Dragon's question, she replied lazily: "On the scheduled day of divine selection, there will be a total of 3,100 baby girls to choose from. What is this! Back then, the Church of Light provided preparations for ordinary descending angels. Choose a body. Which one is not tens of thousands? The perfect body when I first came, I don’t know how many people were chosen, and I don’t know how long the church has been cultivating it. Let him choose the body for me. , then there is really no other way. There are only 3,000 choices, so you have to be very lucky to find the one you like. Oh, just use it first. When you see a better body later, you might as well change it."

Bone Dragon first flattered him a lot. Then he said cautiously: "Master Wella, aren't you interested in Nicholas's body? The body of Silver Miracle should be better than these ordinary baby girls?"

Wella sighed and waited for the dragon clan to be not that easy to deal with.

I didn't have much confidence that I would be able to capture Nicholas alive. Even if I catch it, the process of destroying its soul will definitely be very difficult. During this process, if someone with evil intentions or my subordinates does something, wouldn't I be in danger? "

Bone Dragon's heart skipped a beat and he hurriedly said: "Master Weina, I am very loyal!"

Wella said calmly: "Gregory of 'Loyalty', your loyalty will become a model for future generations."

Just as Bone Dragon wanted to show his loyalty again, he saw the holy flame on Wella's recliner suddenly extinguished!

Then ripples appeared in the world in the painting, like a distorted mirror, which finally broke under the huge pressure. The strong wind caused the bone dragon to turn several somersaults one after another, and was thrown hundreds of meters away before it stabilized its body.

*** and Wella once again faced each other in the air, but this time, there was something inexplicable between them.

"***, you recover so quickly. Where did you find the energy?"

*** did not answer, but she seemed to be full of strength and had no intention of attacking.

Wella smiled faintly but didn't say, I will know it after a while. "

*** suddenly said: "Why don't you want this body? Haven't you always wanted to take control?"

Wei Na chuckled and said: "Because I think your conditions are not good enough! You want to use your body in exchange for my protection of him. Although I like your body very much, protecting him not only goes against my original intention, but this in itself is It was a very troublesome thing that I had to endure several times. I didn’t kill him by mistake, and you actually want me to protect him? ***, you really just want to be implanted into the instinct deep in your soul. Did you just do this?”

*** said calmly, "Motives are not my concern. Now that you have lost an opportunity, I have regained my strength. Let's fight again."

"***, from the moment you returned to the abandoned land and fell into a deep sleep. Whether you want to admit it or not, you finally lost to me once. I neither wanted your body nor killed him. You should have Can you compensate me a little? In this way, from now on, only I have the right to make the first move between us. What do you think?"

*** was startled, she didn't expect Wella to propose such a weird condition. past. A fight could break out between them at any time, and they were all on guard against each other, so it made no difference who struck first.

That day is necessary to maintain the existence of not living in another world. When she had to return to the world of death, she knew that even if she was in good condition, even if she was seriously injured, she would not be able to match the well-prepared Wella. So she chose to kill the Silver Dragon Ancient Emperor with almost death, and exchanged herself for Wella's protection of Rogge in the future.

***of course I know. Wella could have ignored her request.

It's just that I have tried my best.

Looking at the stunned ***, Wella pressed her again, and *** finally nodded in confusion.

Wella's clear and proud laughter immediately echoed in the sky of the death world: "***! I don't want your body anymore. For the time being, he is still of some use to me, and I won't kill him yet. So now I don't have any I am interested in fighting with you. You just keep carrying the shame of defeat! Haha, as for whether I accept your challenge in the future, it depends on my mood! "

***The little mouth opened slightly, wanting to say something, but couldn't.

The bone dragon flapped its wings and howled in the distance: "Master Wella! You are so..." It suddenly remembered its identity as Wella Light Angel. Being mean and shameless is obviously not a qualified compliment. But her current behavior seems to have nothing to do with words like sanctity and nobility.

For the first time in his life, Bone Dragon couldn't find a suitable flatterer.

Wella looked at the dumbfounded ***. He smiled and said: "When I finish teaching those arrogant silver dragons, I will come to that world. After I successfully come, I will help you get rid of the shackles of the abandoned land. From now on, you will be able to live in that world for a long time."

*** said calmly: "I will protect you during your arrival."

When Wei Na smiled sweetly, I felt more at ease. Neither the 'loyal' Gregory nor he can be relied upon. "

"When your descent is successful, I will hand over the complete origin of God to you. In exchange, you must protect him from now on."

Wella was startled. Are you confused? "

*** calmly said: "I will be reborn in the world of death. Within a few decades, I will regain my current power again."

Wei Na sighed: "I understand what you mean. If we share the origin of God now, the power of both of us will be weakened. Our previous battles were all for the complete origin of God and complete power.* **, you are afraid that you cannot protect him with your current strength, so you have repeatedly asked me, who has complete strength, to protect him! It seems that you have already felt something. However, your method will not work. Follow me Let me do it!"

Sacred flames surged out from Weina's body one after another. In the blink of an eye, the sacred flames completely enveloped the beautiful demon lotus. Wella flew toward the thick lead clouds in the sky. The clouds seemed to be alive, gathering rapidly and resisting Wella. But under her incomparably hot holy flame, all the obstructions were burned away.

*** also rushed into the clouds, but not very far. The endless pressure from the lead cloud made it difficult for her to move.

She recalled Wella's method of penetrating the clouds, and her eyes flashed with silver light. A clear and long roar echoed among the lead clouds. This clear whistle is long and solemn, and it sounds like the sound of a hymn.

Suddenly, an extremely intense pillar of holy light that ran through the world appeared in the world of death!

The Holy Light dispersed the lead cloud.

***Breaked through the clouds of the death world for the first time.

A soft and warm golden light fell on ***, and the sacred aura in the light made her feel extremely kind.

*** suddenly raised his head, silently looking at the hundred-meter-high gate to heaven.

"That...where is that?"

"That's... where we should be... (Quanben Novel Network www.QuANbEn-XiAoShUo.com)