On the top floor of the "Tide" Legion headquarters, Rogge was curled up in a surprisingly large chair, lazily basking in the sun by the window. w wW\QUAbEn-XIAoShUo\c om He threw one leg on the large office table and looked up at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking. There were several high piles of documents piled on the desk, which looked like they had not been opened at all.
This office originally belonged to General Wallace. It was small in size and very simple in layout. The only advantage was that it faced a good direction and could see sunlight most of the day.
After the meeting that day, despite the objections of his generals, Wallace prepared another house for Rogge and gave up his office. The Rogge family was determined not to move, but the office reluctantly accepted it. Because Bauhinia Butterfly reminded Rogge that he was the highest officer on the entire Western Front, and he would be criticized if he did not stay at the legion headquarters.
There was a crisp sound of leather boots coming from far away. After getting Rogge's permission, Mei, who had a frosty face, walked in.
Seeing Rogge's unsightly sitting posture, Mei frowned tightly. She came to the desk and checked the documents on the table one by one, but found that Roger had not even read these documents.
Mei finally couldn't help but said: "Lord Rogge, you are also the highest officer of the Tide Legion. Your current appearance... really damages the image of the legion!"
Rogge smiled lazily and said absentmindedly: "Anyway, I am just a figurehead as the legion commander. Even if I don't want to be a figurehead, you won't do it! So the image of the Tide Legion has nothing to do with me. ?”
Mei's pretty face was as cold as ice, and she said coldly: "Master Rogge! As your adjutant, I am very aware of your past glory. Therefore, your rogue appearance is not suitable for your identity and strength."
As if she wasn't angry enough, Rogge smiled and said, "My past glory? Doesn't that include knocking down the City of Clouds?"
No matter how well Mei calmed down, her expression could not help but change slightly.
Rogge chuckled and continued: "But that is the credit of Lord Alexander. He is indeed worthy of the title of Emperor God, and he actually brought an army of 50,000 dwarf slaves with him when he returned to the imperial capital. What a foresight! This thing I don’t dare to take away the credit from Lord Alexander!”
Mei Tie's face was livid and she didn't answer. She just silently arranged the documents on the table, held them in her arms and walked out the door.
When she reached the door, Mei suddenly stopped. She didn't look back. He just asked softly: "Master Rogge, are you so bearable with one hundred and fifty-three lives?"
Rules are above all else, and there is nothing I can do about it. "
"But according to imperial regulations, you have the right to pardon!"
"A pardon requires sufficient reasons, but I can't see the reason now."
“Isn’t saving lives the reason?”
Mei was still trying to make her last effort, because in just a few moments, one hundred and fifty-three soldiers would fall on the execution ground.
Rogge yawned. The true meaning of Ran lies in balance. A lack of life is an imbalance, and an excess of life is also an imbalance. In my opinion. The 'Tide' Legion is still a long way from restoring balance! There are simply too many lives now. "
It can be seen that the sharp shoulders are shaking slightly. She seemed to want to say something more, but at this moment the door opened and Froya walked in.
The little goblin held a big, heavy book in his arms, walked straight to Rogge, loosened his grip, and threw the thick book onto Rogge's belly.
Rogge flicked his belly, and the book jumped up on its own. It landed firmly on the desk, and then he reached out and pulled it. He pulled the goblin into his arms.
Looking at these two unscrupulous and shameless guys, Mei's face was extremely ugly. She snorted and closed the door heavily.
Froya crawled out of Rogge's arms with difficulty and cursed with a smile: "Damn fat man! If you keep messing around, don't think I will come to your place in the future!"
She sorted out the messy show, then picked up the book on the desk and stuffed it into Roger's hand. Do you really think you have so much time? This book "From Hell to Heaven" is a book by the third pope of the Church of Light. It tells the story of How a demon changed his faith and converted to the light, thereby completing his own redemption and finally becoming an apostle in heaven. I think this will be useful to you, fat man! I found this book with great difficulty, please be serious and take it out!"
Rogge opened "From Hell to Heaven" and after reading a few pages, he became energetic and whispered: "What is described in the book is indeed heaven!"
The little goblin also lowered his voice. He is the Pope of the Church of Light! How could it have nothing to do with the heaven? Anyway, you must be careful now. Macbeth's power is too terrifying. The old man is hiding somewhere again. Where is Anne? Why haven’t you seen her these past few days?”
Rogge frowned and said: "She only left a note saying that she had to leave for a while for something important. She didn't say anything else. I don't even know when she left. In fact, even if she is here, she is not here. Yes, the two of us together are no match for Macbeth. We have almost no weaknesses. We are getting familiar with the body and increasing our strength every day. It is completely different from the low-level angels I met before."
Froya smiled lightly and said that Macbeth has no weaknesses? He is very addicted to powerful power, and I feel that he has a strong desire for power. Isn't this a weakness? "
Rogge's eyes lit up like this! Why didn't I think of it before?"
Froya smiled and said: "Because you men never regard your preference for power as a weakness! Well, take your time and watch, I have to experiment with a new formula."
Froya closed the door to Roger's office. As soon as she turned around, she saw Mei standing at the other end of the corridor. Her hair is as short and golden as a knife. The silk was half-covered, and those blue eyes were staring at Froya.
Has the little fairy ever been afraid of such a scene? She immediately walked up to Mei and smiled sweetly: "Are you Rogge's beautiful lieutenant named Mei? You are indeed good-looking."
Mei said coldly: "It seems that you are one of the many women of Mr. Rogge. The people who hang out with him are indeed not very good."
The little goblin chuckled, and Mei felt her eyes light up at the moment of amorous feelings. Froya looked at Mei and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter how bad the others are, as long as they are prettier than you!"
She looked at Mei, who was wearing a handsome military uniform. Then he added: "Of course, my figure is better than yours!"
Ruo Hanshuang's Mei's face was extremely ugly, and she was obviously very angry.
"What about me? Don't forget, you were disrespectful to Rogge just now. This definitely violated the imperial rules, right?" Froya's green eyes began to flash with malicious flames again: "Your skin If you are so good, he will definitely be willing to take off your clothes, hang you up, and then whip you hard with a whip!"
Mei was slightly panicked, and then sneered: "Where's the evidence?"
The little goblin chuckled, but he is a magician! Evidence? Isn’t this easy?” She drew a few magic symbols in the air and chanted the spell.
A brown light lit up in the corridor, and a voice came from the light: "It seems that you are one of the many women in Rogge..." Although the voice was a bit erratic, you could still tell that it was Mei's voice.
Froya was so proud that she snorted and tapped Mei's chin with her finger very frivolously. Then walked away.
Rogge was engrossed in his book when he suddenly heard a noise of people and horses outside the window that lasted for a long time. He closed the book. Thoughtful.
Just at this moment, Mei walked in and placed a document on Mr. Rogge's desk. You must read this document. "
"What's the content? Please tell me briefly!"
"We sent several teams of reconnaissance cavalry to reconnoiter the defense situation around Soratu City in the Delaware Empire. We also harassed the opponent's supply lines with cameras. But... our two teams of reconnaissance cavalry fell into the opponent's trap and lost a total of thirty Two scout cavalry.”
Rogge snorted and beat the 'Tide' Legion's reconnaissance cavalry to such an extent. It seems that the other party's commander has some skills!"
The reconnaissance cavalry of the 'Tide' Legion is divided into groups of twenty, all of which are composed of experienced veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles. They come and go like the wind, are powerful and extremely difficult to deal with. This time, only eight people from the two teams of reconnaissance cavalry escaped. The 'Tide' Legion was really in trouble.
Mei added: "General Wallace is preparing to launch a large-scale retaliatory attack on the Delaware Empire. He will lead five thousand light cavalry to attack and knock out the supply points around Soratu. General Wallace wants to ask When you have time, he will come and discuss the plan for this operation with you."
Rogge waved his hand and he went to fight. As long as it doesn't violate the imperial rules, there is no need to discuss it with me. "
Mei wanted to say something else, but seeing that Roger was concentrating on reading the book again, she had no choice but to retreat.
Rogge was reading about the experience of the abyss demon Glarifa who had just fallen into the abyss and relied on instinct to hunt other demons in the midst of blood and lava. There was a sudden movement in his heart, and his eyes passed through the pages of the book, the floor, and the hard rock floor...
His gaze even traveled through space!
But facing those gorgeous colors on the endless deep background, Rogge was really aimless. He has forever lost contact with the world of death, the world that once made him fear, curiosity, confusion, and excitement, as well as the body that transformed from a skeleton into black demonic white wings in the blink of an eye.
***…
Fatty once had a feeling that *** had come to this world. But no matter how he called, he never received any response. Even at the most critical moment of his life, the police did not respond to his call.
**What happened to you
Rogge looked at the endless turbulence in space and had never felt so confused for a moment.
The silver light in Rogge's eyes gradually faded away. He came to the window and looked at the light cavalry gathering in the square outside, and suddenly felt tired. His power was so powerful that he could easily decide the life or death of one hundred and fifty-three warriors. But power is sometimes so fragile. No matter how high the position of power is, it will become worthless without subordinates who are willing to obey orders.
The fat man smiled bitterly. He can even control the life and death of thousands of people, but he cannot find the road signs leading to the world of death.
Roger looked south.
Even if one day he really fights back to the south and steps into the Pope's temple, so what? Can he defeat the Great Prophecy, can he resurrect Elesis and Ofiloch? Even if everything finally goes as he wants Hope, how should he treat the demon princess and the golden lion who will never change their lives
Is this really the ending he wants? Rogge felt his hands trembling.
Should it be as Adjani said. Why don't you pay more attention to the people around you? Suddenly, Rogge remembered the night he was killed by Death Squad. At the moment before his death, in addition to the black flames, what appeared in front of his eyes was a pair of silver eyes.
Rogge suddenly had an intuition. He had been overlooking something, something very important. At this moment, his fingertips seemed to recall the soft feeling of the body's wings that day.
While Rogge was stunned, a piece of white feathers slowly fell in front of him. He reached out to pick it up, only to find that the feather passed through his palm and turned into little bits of glitter. He rubbed his eyes, but the air was empty, as if nothing had ever happened.
Rogge closed his eyes for a long time, then opened them again. His eyes were also silver. He took a deep breath and looked at the strange scene in the room in disbelief.
Dream-like silver light strips lingered in the air, and faint music echoed endlessly. It sounds like the words of an affectionate girl at the darkest hour of the night. Rogge heard his own heartbeat again. The sound of his heartbeat continued to expand, and finally turned into a low drum sound.
The drums gradually became louder, and the bass shook everything in the room.
When the drums started playing, white feathers flashing softly all over the sky fell one after another, just like the heavy snow that only appeared in dreams.
Roger reached for it. But each feather flowed through the palm of his hand, and then turned into countless fragments before falling to the ground.
The sky is filled with white feathers. The figure wearing a black demon lotus and holding the death sickle at an angle is looming. She turned around slightly and lifted up a corner of her mask...
Rogge's chest felt hot, and there was a roar in his head! His hand trembled and he stretched forward, but when his fingertips touched a piece of falling white feathers, music, soft chants, light strips, white feathers, drum beats, everything, everything... Disappeared.
Rogge calmed down, and the silver light in his eyes suddenly brightened. In an instant, he used his mental power to detect the surrounding space several times, but found nothing. There is no trace of magic, fighting spirit or some unknown power in the room, so it cannot be an illusion set by someone.
Could it be that everything that seems real and illusory is just a real dream
In an instant, all the memories about *** passed through Rogge's heart like thunder and lightning.
A vague figure sneakily jumped out of the Tide Corps headquarters, looked around, then flashed several times like a ghost, and then appeared in a dark alley in the distance. Slowly showing his body shape. The man wrapped in a gray robe looked back to make sure no one was following him, and then walked away quickly.
In fact, he was too cautious. Not to mention that the cavalry was gathering in the square in front of the Tide Corps headquarters and there was a lot of commotion. Even if the entire headquarters was heavily alerted, he could still sneak out quietly.
After all, he is a killer who is over 400 years old.
Hughes raised his high collar, covering his clear face.
"Now if Mr. Rogge meets Mr. *** again, he will definitely stalk him and won't give up until he understands it. Hehe, in this way, Mr. *** should easily not dare to be in Schild City. Showed up, right? As long as she doesn't come, the hard work won't fall on my old man! Haha, haha! You want to fight with me..." The more Hughes thought about it, the more proud he became, and his feet became lighter and lighter.
On the northern border of the Asrofic Empire, ice and snow cover the land all year round. Across the endless snowfield is the legendary Ocean of Super Ice, the source of all coldness.
On the extreme ice ocean is a thick ice cap that will never melt. Legend has it that in the center of the Arctic Ocean, the ice cap can be thousands of meters thick! However, no one has ever been able to confirm the authenticity of this legend.
At this moment, there were four figures standing on this inaccessible ice cap. Three of them were wearing black robes, and the other was wrapped in the dark gray trench coat that is most common in the North. They stood quietly, as if waiting for something.
Not far above the heads of the four people, there was a giant dragon suspended.
A small crack suddenly appeared on the ice sheet in the distance. Amidst the crackling sounds, the spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly, extending to nearly a hundred meters in radius in the blink of an eye.
There was a melancholy roar in the sky, and at that moment, it seemed that the entire ice cap was shaking! Suddenly there was another thunder, and a water column tens of meters thick rose into the sky carrying countless huge ice cubes!
The body covered in demon lotus slowly rose in the water column. She held the death sickle in her right hand. There was a sea dragon tens of meters long hanging on the huge blade! The sea dragon was rolling and struggling in extreme pain, but no matter what There is no way to get rid of the death scythe that is almost completely submerged in its jaw!
The sea dragon's body twitched and swayed crazily, and its long tail would occasionally hit huge ice blocks several meters in diameter flying in the air, smashing them into ice shards all over the sky!
*** Demon Lotus spread his wings and flew in front of the four of them in the blink of an eye. The death sickle in her hand danced silently for a week, and the dying sea dragon fell heavily on the ice cap. It was finally able to roar, its huge body couldn't help twisting, and its tail whipped around the ice cap, causing the ice to fly into pieces.
Hai Long rolled over and just about to stand up, an irresistible force came from each of its four claws, completely stretching its body.
The four figures each carried a short dragon claw of Hai Long, slowly lifted into the air, and flew into the distance.
Gregory flew to *** in the sky. As usual, he first flattered a few words, and then carefully tried to find out what was going on: "Master, he kept calling you just now. I don't know what it was." Things. You see..."
*** gave it a cold glance. Grigory felt guilty for a while and immediately covered it up: "You were catching a sea dragon under the ice just now. I was just afraid that you wouldn't hear it. Master! I swear in the name of the Dragon God, I have no other intentions!"
*** turned his head and looked into the distance. She was silent for a long time before saying: "He can't die, let's go."
Snowing.
The lead-colored sky was so gloomy that it looked like it was about to fall. The strong wind carried goose-feather-like snow flakes straight towards the earth, and instantly pulled up a huge white curtain between the sky and the earth. As far as the eye can see, in addition to the snow as dense as a waterfall, there are ice beads as fine as rice grains. In the gaps between the wind, you can still vaguely hear the creaking sound of the snow layer falling, and the snow layer is getting thicker.
In such bad weather, there are still people rushing on their way. Dozens of knights braved the wind and snow to escort three carriages on the road leading to the eastern part of the empire.
Some of the knights were still wearing thick blood-stained bandages, which looked like fresh injuries, but their faces were resolute and their eyes were full of fanaticism, and they endured the pain and cold and continued to move forward.
There were burnt black marks and marks of stabbings and stabbings everywhere on the carriage carriage. It seemed that it had also experienced the baptism of war. The carriage was damaged everywhere and drafts were leaking from all sides, so the interior was not much warmer than the outside.
The curtains of the carriage window at the front were opened, an old face looked out, and then the curtains were lowered.
The old man sighed: "It's starting to snow again. This is the favorite weather for those who crawl out of the ice! I think they will not miss this opportunity. Miss Mora, do you feel their presence?" ?”
"Elder Calmon, there are traces of ice and snow magic in the falling snowflakes. They should not be far away from us." Mora said calmly.
Mora sat opposite Carmon and other three magicians. This time she did not wear the white holy robe she usually wore before, but wore a long black dress. The low neckline was cut in a straight line to reveal her rounded shoulder line. The front of her chest was opened to two fingers below the cleavage, revealing most of it. The breasts are firm and completely ignore the severe cold snow and wind. The robe hangs softly and smoothly against Maura's waist. On the outside of her right leg is a slit as long as the skirt. Although the silver and purple two-color thread trimming is densely covering everything at this time, you can imagine what it would be like if Once she moves around, her beauty is breathtaking.
With skin that looks like ice and jade bones, and is lined with a robe as dark as night, Mora's whole body glows with a brilliance that is more holy and beautiful than the bright moon. She folded her hands on her knees and sat in a dignified posture, as if she were preaching in front of millions of believers in a cathedral. Only a touch of purple-black rouge on her lips and the emotionless look in her blue eyes gave her holiness a hint of murderous intent.
Even though Mora is very beautiful, even though her clothes are extremely tempting, the three elders including Carmon, who are well aware of the power of her magic, can only think of her majesty and have no evil intentions at all.
Hearing that Mora sensed that the enemy was nearby, Carmon immediately opened the car window and gave an order to a knight outside. The other two mages in the carriage methodically took the magic scrolls and wands, and then they began to set up a magic circle in the carriage to defend against ice-based magic attacks.
The two carriages at the back were also carrying magicians with the Eye of Wisdom. After a moment, the three carriages all lit up with a faint blue magic light, indicating that the magic circle with defensive ice attributes had been activated. The knights around the carriage also began to gather and outline the battle formation.
With a command for the knight. Amidst the roar of hoofbeats, the entire convoy suddenly began to accelerate, rushing forward against the wind and snow.
"This must be the third volley, right? There's such heavy snow..." Carmon muttered to himself.
"The goddess told us to go east, so we must go." Mora said calmly: "Even if it is Rockefeller waiting for us in front, even if we fight until there is only the last person left, we must go east. That's all If we fall, we will also fall to the east.”
Carmon sighed: "Miss Mora, I am not afraid of losing my life. But this time all the high-level mages and warriors in the church are mobilized, and there is no decent resistance in the cathedral. If...if we all fall On the road of ice and snow, if the Silver Holy Cult takes the opportunity to attack our cathedral again, then the history of the Eye of Wisdom may end here, and there will no longer be believers to worship the goddess, alas!"
One month ago, shortly after Rogge took away all the elite troops of the principality, the Eye of Wisdom, which had expanded to the southern provinces of the empire, began to continuously conflict with the Silver Holy Cult. Driven by fanatical believers on both sides, numerous small-scale conflicts soon turned into a full-scale religious war. Although there are many followers of the Eye of Wisdom, their history is too short. Whether it is in terms of the number of religious armies, mages, or various clergy with unique powers, they are at an absolute disadvantage.
Perhaps the only advantage the Eye of Wisdom has is that Audreyh frequently displays miracles, which is completely different from the silent Ice and Snow Goddess.
The disciples gathered because of the goddess and dedicated themselves because of their faith. A devout believer can sacrifice anything before the goddess's oracle. Even if the Eye of Wisdom is destroyed in the Holy War, as long as the goddess exists forever, she will have new believers, and the believers will re-establish a new church. Why should we worry? "
Maura suddenly sensed something, and her face changed. She took out a magic scroll that was sealed with heavy golden patterns, touched it gently, and sighed: "Rockefeller is in front. I will try to contain him in a while, and you must rush out of the blockade with all your strength, and then go to Schild Find Master Rogge in the city... to avenge me."
Calmon held his breath and looked at the magic scroll in Mora's hand. After a long time, he exhaled... It was the Forbidden Demon Realm? "
The Forbidden Magic Realm is a seventh-level magic that is not included in the formal magic system. Its method of banning magic is to drain all magic energy within the area of effect, so that naturally no magic will be cast, and even half-cast magic will be interrupted. However, the forbidden magic field is a very imperfect magic. It does not solve the problem of where the extracted magic power goes. It can only store it in the body of the caster. Therefore, any spellcaster, even a great mage, who continues to cast the forbidden magic field for too long will be burned to death by the excessive magic power in his body. However, wanting to stop the forbidden magic field that has been cast requires extremely high magic control, which is simply not something that an ordinary magician can do. Even a great magician is only half sure.
Therefore, the magic of the Forbidden Demon Realm has always been synonymous with death.
The Silver Holy Cult has always been famous for the Ice and Snow Mage Group, and the level of their Snow Palace guards is not much better than that of the Eye of Wisdom warriors. After interrupting the magic of the Ice and Snow Mages, the remaining members of the Eye of Wisdom have the opportunity to rush out.
The wind and snow became stronger, and in the strong wind, snowflakes rushed towards the Eye of Wisdom's convoy in clusters. The knights dismounted one after another and braved the strong wind to move forward step by step with difficulty.
A young knight walking in the front suddenly let out a long scream! Just now, a large group of flying snowflakes hit his breastplate hard, and he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. When he looked down in shock, he discovered that there was a thin and long ice pick stuck in the snowball. The ice pick almost completely penetrated into his chest, leaving only a short section outside the chest armor.
The knight leader pulled him to the back of the team, looked at his injuries, and his face immediately darkened. He laid the young warrior flat on the ground, and then shouted loudly: "Everyone, raise your shields!"
All the knights raised their steel shields to protect their heads and chests, roaring and continuing to advance.
The sky became gloomier, and the ice picks in the wind and snow became more and more numerous, bigger and stronger. Amidst the loud banging noise, ice picks hit the shields of the knights one after another. From time to time, a knight would be hit by the ice pick in an unprotected part and slowly fall to the ground.
The ice cones flying in the sky have begun to be attached with ice magic, so once they enter the body, the blood of the injured knights will condense in a short period of time. Even if the ice pick pricks a little bit of skin, a large area of skin around the wound will become necrotic in a short time.
The three carriages were still advancing, although the knights guarding them were falling one by one.
On the road ahead, you can vaguely see rows of Snow Palace guards holding giant axes, wearing heavy armor, and wearing white cloaks.
"Keep going! Try to consume Rockefeller's magic power." Mora in the carriage ordered. Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her sight seemed to be looking through the carriage and the wind and snow in the sky, looking towards the destination indicated by the goddess.
On the other side of the road, the unusually tall Snow Palace guard leader said to Rockefeller beside him in awe: "With you personally in charge, the cunning and cunning witch will definitely not be able to escape this time. I can see you perform it with my own eyes." Blizzard Magic is such a great honor!”
Rockefeller was wrapped in a white robe. When he heard the words of the guard leader, his expression changed and he sternly reprimanded: "No matter when you face a magician, you must not be careless! Have all your cavalry mount and prepare. When you hear my call Immediately charge upon the order, leaving no chance for them! The victory or defeat of this holy war depends on this. If you dare to have the slightest intention of neglect, then I will immediately change someone to command the Snow Palace Guards! "
The guard leader was startled and immediately gave orders one after another. After a burst of clanging armor and the neighing of war horses, a hundred knights were already lined up for battle and ready to go. Seeing how upbeat his subordinates were, the guard leader gained a lot of confidence. He then asked cautiously: "Master Rockefeller, their behavior is really strange! We mobilized so many troops to block and intercept, why don't they retreat, but insist on coming to die? And you seem to already know this A little bit, so not letting me send troops to outflank their retreat is not questioning your judgment, but with my shallow wisdom, it is really difficult to understand this."
Rockefeller stared at the convoy in the distance that was trudging in front of the wind and snow, and said slowly: "It's not surprising that you can't understand my decision. Because the goddess of ice and snow showed the oracle, asking me to intercept the Eye of Wisdom trying to pass through with all my strength. The convoy. The goddess’s oracle has made it clear that no matter what the cost, these people from the Eye of Wisdom will never retreat or take a detour.”
The guard leader trembled: "What did you say? Is it true that the goddess of ice and snow has finally sent down the oracle?" He really couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and he didn't notice that his words just now had seriously offended Rockefeller, the great magician of ice and snow. .
But Rockefeller had no time to care about this at the moment. He looked at the motorcade in the distance with an increasingly grim look on his face.
The roof of the front carriage suddenly exploded, and a swirling dark black mist floated out from the carriage and slowly rose.
Under the black mist, a jade hand of indescribable beauty appeared. This slender hand held the black mist, and slowly moved upward, gradually revealing the glistening white forearms and upper arms. Next, there was Morana's holy face, as if shrouded in a layer of halo. The first ray of dawn illuminates the gloomy sky and the bleak and bloody battlefield.
At this moment, the wind and snow disappeared, the sound disappeared, and even the distant mountains, forests and snowy roads disappeared! In the eyes of the Snow Palace guards and the Ice and Snow Mage, only Mora is like a goddess at this moment!
The Mora clothes standing in the sky are floating in the wind like a fairy, and the long and strong legs are looming under the skirt of the skirt. The scenery is graceful and unparalleled. This is a naked temptation that points directly to the most primitive instinct of the human heart. Even the strong-willed Fengxue mages can't help but have their blood pumping and their hearts beating like drums. Those with weaker wills have even experienced physical changes.
Rockefeller sighed. He chanted a short spell, and an icy wind was instantly generated, circling around hundreds of mages and warriors of the Silver Holy Cult. The sudden chill brought their consciousness back, and their intoxicated eyes were full of doubts, not knowing what happened at that moment.
"This is Mora's natural charm! Give me my order. Except for the ice and snow mage, everyone else will look at her levelly. Do not look at Mora! Anyone who falls under the natural charm will be killed immediately!" Rockefeller said solemnly.
The guard leader immediately gave the order. He secretly broke out in a cold sweat, because he had also been under the natural charm for a short time just now, and he didn't realize that Mora had risen into the air unknowingly.
Mora's blue eyes looked calmly at the people of the Silver Holy Sect in front of them. He raised his left hand high, holding up the billowing black mist that had turned into several meters in diameter.
There seemed to be endless suction in the black fog. The flying snow, ice picks and cold wind within a radius of tens of meters were thrown into the black fog like a tide, and then miraculously disappeared in the fog.
In an instant, the wind and snow that had been suppressing the knights around the Eye of Wisdom fleet completely disappeared!
The moment the wind and snow disappeared, the three carriages started driving wildly! The remaining thirty or so knights roared like thunder and charged on foot! Countless attack magics passed over the heads of the charging knights with colorful trails and fell into the ranks of the Silver Holy Cult.
Looking at Mora in the sky, Rockefeller narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his eyes involuntarily twitched a few times.
"You actually used the Forbidden Demon Realm? Mora, it seems that I have always underestimated you. However, blood, courage and sacrifice are not guarantees of success." The Great Mage of Ice and Snow thought to himself.
"All ice and snow mages! Strengthen the blizzard magic with all your strength!" Rockefeller gave the final order loudly! At this moment, Mora is like a glutton, greedily devouring all the magic power around him. What Rockefeller had to do was serve her too much food until her stomach burst!
The sky became darker.
Maura's face suddenly turned pale. She bit her lower lip and struggled to hold on, completely unaware that a ray of blood was flowing out of her purple-black lips.
Rockefeller looked at the beautiful figure in the distant sky and sighed secretly. Now that he has received the Oracle of Ice and Snow and successfully arrived here, Mora, this young, beautiful and respectable magician, is destined to perish here.
Rockefeller suddenly caught a glimpse of a strange snowflake out of the corner of his eye. This falling snow was actually blue. If you look carefully, you will see that there are a few stars twinkling in the middle of the extremely beautiful blue.
Rockefeller's pupils immediately shrank, and he turned around like a whirlwind. He was shocked to see that the flying snow behind him had turned into azure!
Amidst the blue snow and fluttering stardust, Androni, with her alluring appearance, is walking in the snow!
Her long chestnut hair flutters in the wind, and she points to the ground in the blue starry sky. The stars surrounding her body are guarding her, adding a layer of mystery to her beauty.
There was a sneer on Androni's lips, and she said coldly: "Master Rockefeller, you are so cautious! You didn't let me wait for this opportunity until now!"
Rockefeller's face was extremely ugly, and his eyes were only fixed on Androni's pair of boots that were slowly stepping forward!
distance! Distance is the devil!
This point of view will be instilled in every mage from the first day he learns magic. For a mage, distance is the most important matter of life and death. A mage has to deal with distance all his life, and any explanation of magic will not lack the scope of action or effective distance. There are even mages who attribute the entire art of magic combat to the control of distance.
Controlling distance is an art not only for the mage, but also for those who are enemies of the mage.
Androni didn't know how long she had been lurking. She waited until Rockefeller's attention was all focused on Mora and ordered all the ice mages to strengthen the blizzard. Then she suddenly became troubled and finally succeeded in closing the distance with Rockefeller.
Although Rockefeller is not good at one-on-one combat, he has been a Grand Mage for a long time, and he is surrounded by many ice and snow mages and snow palace guards. Under normal circumstances, he still has a good chance of winning in a fight with Androni.
But at such a close distance, Rockefeller would be decapitated by Androni's sword before he finished reciting the spell!
Androni smiled coldly and leaned forward slightly. Then her beautiful figure pulled out a blue afterimage, bypassed the Snow Palace guards who came to intercept her like lightning, and rushed into the group of ice and snow mages.
The starry sky drew a brilliant blue cross, crossing Rockefeller's body! Androni's attack was extremely ruthless. This sword was clearly intended to cut Rockefeller into four pieces!
The blue cross passed over the frozen Rockefeller. The image of the Ice and Snow Archmage was distorted and gradually disappeared, revealing a random portal that had not completely disappeared. It turned out that Rockefeller saw that the situation was not good, made a decisive decision, and immediately escaped using random teleportation.
Androni retracted the blue starry sky like electricity and blocked the extremely powerful ax from the Snow Palace guard. She flew back with the help of the ax. Along the way, the rays of light in the blue starry sky had blown off the hands of two ice and snow mages, and cut off the lumbar spine of one ice and snow mage. What Androni attached to her sword this time was not starry sky fighting spirit, but ordinary fighting spirit. After the sword strike, the remaining fighting spirit will explode again, blowing up the wounds of the three ice and snow mages until their flesh and blood fly everywhere!
The inhuman screams of the three ice and snow mages, the horrific wounds, and the flying blood drops and broken flesh stunned the surviving ice and snow mages and the guards of the snow palace. The blizzard magic temporarily lost its supporting magic power, and its power immediately weakened.
Androni rose slowly, her movement seemed slow but fast, and she was in front of Maura in an instant, slamming into her, sending her flying sideways. The 'Forbidden Demon Realm' was finally forcibly interrupted.
Androni reached out and hugged Mora, who was about to fall from the air, and slowly landed on the ground, looking at the members of the Silver Holy Cult coldly.
Although the Silver Holy Cult has more than 200 Snow Palace guards, after Rockefeller escaped and three more ice and snow mages were eliminated, not to mention the ice and snow mages like Carlmon and others whose magic power is far beyond ordinary, just in terms of the number of mages, they are overwhelming. The eye of wisdom that came out had the absolute upper hand at this moment. With the addition of Androni, the situation on the battlefield has become one-sided.
Maura's face turned pale, and blood kept pouring out of the corners of her mouth. Her whole body went limp and she leaned limply against Androni. Although she had endured the 'Forbidden Demon Realm' for too long and her body was severely damaged, Androni's rescue was timely and Mora's life had been saved.
Looking at the members of the Silver Holy Cult who were confused and didn't know whether to fight or retreat, Androni asked: "How to deal with them?"
Mora's voice was weak, but the chill in her tone caught up with Rockefeller's blizzard magic: "All blood sacrifices! For the goddess, there is no tolerance in the holy war."
I don’t know when a bard once said: “A true adventurer, every drop of blood in his body is full of the spirit of exploration and the desire for wealth.”
Indeed, for thousands of years, the unknown and wealth have attracted generations of adventurers to leave their cozy homes and embark on unknown journeys. No matter it is the vast wilderness, thousands of miles of sand sea, vast ocean, endless dense forest, or severe cold and heat, wind, frost, snow and rain, nothing can stop the adventurers.
Steep snow peaks are no exception.
"Bronzebeard! Did you lead the wrong way? We have been climbing all day, and there is nothing but ice!" A two-meter-tall heavy-armored warrior roared angrily. His face was ferocious and his skin color There is a little green in it, and it seems to have some orc blood. The giant hammer weighing a hundred kilograms in his hand is definitely not something that ordinary human warriors can swing.
"I swear on my beard! This is definitely the right place! Unless the wrong place is marked on the map! Jack, with your half-orc wisdom, do you still want to laugh at the geology and surveying skills of the mountain dwarves?" The dwarf in the extremely thick bronze armor roared. Even though he was just as tall as the waist of an orc warrior, his voice was not small at all.
"Bronzebeard! Jack! Shut up, both of you!" a man dressed as a mage, his face hidden under a red robe, shouted angrily. It sounded like the voice of a middle-aged man, elegant but also a little evil and cruel. After stopping the reckless orcs and dwarves, he turned to the others and said: "This should be the place marked on the map. Since we have come up, let's search the entire peak. Get moving. Mission The reward is worth our lives!"
This is a team composed of more than twenty adventurers. The various professions in the team are well matched and the individual strengths are outstanding. It is obvious that such a team must be famous in the human world.
"Look over there! That's the Ice Demon!" an archer shouted.
Sure enough, on the edge of a high ice platform in the distance, a light blue ice demon was standing. Its green eyes stared at these uninvited intruders, and its mouth full of sharp teeth began to spit out balls of light blue cold air.
The red-robed mage said in a deep voice: "Everyone, be careful! There must be more than one ice demon here! The thing we are looking for is probably on that high platform. Line up and let's attack!"
The silence that had lasted for thousands of years on the ice peak was finally broken by a deafening roar.
boom! The orc's giant hammer brought a strong wind and hit an ice demon hard. The light blue body made of tens of thousands of years of ice was not afraid of cuts and stabs, but it could not withstand the shock of the giant hammer. Countless cracks appeared in the ice demon's body, and then with a bang, the ice demon collapsed from the chest down. They all exploded into pieces of broken ice!
"The fifth one! Damn it, why is it endless..." the orc warrior roared and stepped onto the high ice platform. Then he suddenly opened his mouth wide and stood blankly on the edge of the ice platform.
The dwarf Bronzebeard roared wildly and hit the orc warrior's leg hard, knocking him away and barely avoiding the two-foot-long sharp claws of an ice demon.
"Jike! You stupid half-orc, what are you doing..." The dwarf followed the half-orc's gaze and looked forward. In an instant, the roar that came out suddenly stopped!
The adventurers boarded the ice platform one after another, and they all stood stunned on the spot!
At the end of the broad ice platform, there was a war spear with silver brilliance flowing throughout its body, as if it were made of crystal. The brilliance emanating from the gun coated the ice surface within a few dozen meters with a soft silver sheen. This war gun looks like it is alive, and the light and dark luster on the gun seems to be secretly echoing the heartbeat of this war gun.
Behind the war gun, there was a coffin that was so gorgeous that it surpassed ordinary imagination. The deep black background, which is as dark as a bottomless abyss, the intricate and gorgeous golden rose branch decorations, and the dark black statues with lifelike corners, all make the adventurers' hearts beat faster. At one end of the coffin, there is a statue that looks like an angel. The wings on its back stretch out in front of it, gently protecting the extremely magnificent coffin. Each feather on the angel's wings is dark black and decorated with gold and green patterns. The flowing curves are like life, quietly touching the heartstrings of every adventurer.
"It must be an artifact..." A thin hunter finally squeezed out a few words, his voice sounded extremely dry.
The red-robed mage has not completely lost his mind. He shouted loudly: "Everyone, be careful! All artifacts must be protected..."
Before he finished speaking, he felt his eyes darken, and there was a violent tremor under his feet, followed by a thunderous rumble and ice cubes whistling all over the sky.
The mysterious existence guarding the artifact finally appears! Its huge body is tens of meters long, covered with huge dark blue scales. There are dorsal fins on its back like battle flags. It spurts bursts of white mist from its huge mouth full of sharp teeth. It has blue eyes. Staring at the adventurer in front of him.
Is it a sea dragon? "The red-robed mage was the first to recover from the shock. His common sense seemed to be very knowledgeable, and he actually recognized this extremely rare creature in front of him.
However, how could a sea dragon that had always lived in the vast ocean suddenly appear on the top of a towering snow peak? Moreover, although this sea dragon looked ferocious, it lay motionless on the ice. It just kept panting, as if it was dying.
The red-robed mage suddenly realized something in his heart! He felt that every drop of blood in his veins was slowly getting colder.
The sky suddenly darkened.
The adventurer with keen senses suddenly raised his head and immediately groaned subconsciously: "We are finished as dragons..."
Above the adventurers, there was the creature they least expected to encounter, a giant dragon. This giant dragon exudes divine light, and its posture is majestic and elegant. It is different from any dragon clan that everyone has heard of. However, adventurers would rather encounter a recognizable dragon. Even if it's a black dragon, at least they can understand it somewhat. And now? The most likely outcome is that they encountered a legendary and mysterious dragon!
Four more figures slowly descended from the sky and stood still ten meters above the ground. They looked down at these adventurers coldly.
The most sluggish Orc warrior among the adventurers had already felt the powerful aura faintly coming from the four people in the sky at this moment. Under the heavy invisible pressure, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably. With a bang, he finally could no longer hold the giant hammer in his hand and let it fall on the ice.
The red-robed mage looked at the sky and said with difficulty: "Sanctuary... or four... haha, haha..." The last two dry laughs were as bitter as the noise of a night owl.
An invisible palpitation quietly passed through the hearts of the adventurers.
The *** fell from the sky and stood in front of the coffin. She didn't even look at the adventurers, but said coldly: "Find out why they found this place, and then kill them all."
The eyes of the adventurers were dazzled. A man in black robe who had been standing in the air suddenly appeared in front of them. Two extremely sharp bone blades slowly stretched out from the wide cuffs of the black robe.
"Wait a minute!" the red-robed mage shouted, trying to make a last-ditch effort: "If you kill us all, you won't even want to know why we found this place!"
Another black-robed man in the sky burst into deep laughter, and a hand holding a bone staff protruded from the cuff of his robe. His words sounded the final death knell for the adventurers: "Don't worry. .Your souls will tell me everything.”
"Haha... It's actually a lich!..." The red-robed mage was lucky. Before he was cut into pieces, his consciousness had already fallen into madness.
"Someone commissioned these adventurers through a killer organization to come to this area to find the lost treasure." The lich hidden in the black robe said the results of the torture from the souls of the adventurers while drawing pictures on the bottom of the coffin. Magic circle. From the head of its white bone staff, steaming blood kept pouring out, melting into blood-red magic symbols on the ice. Whenever a magic talisman is completed, the faces of the corpses of adventurers on the edge of the ice platform will turn gray.
"The blood of these guys is really good. It seems that our chances of success are a little higher." Elgra looked at the completed magic circle and said with satisfaction.
*** nodded, and with a move of her hand, the dying sea dragon floated to the top of the coffin. The Death Scythe flashed in her hand, and then a cross-shaped crack opened in Hailong's throat, and large streams of indigo blood spurted out!
Hai Long was twitching in agony, and the scales all over his body opened and closed, but his huge body seemed to be tightly bound by invisible shackles, unable to move at all.
Every time Hai Long struggled, a wave of blood would spurt out. At some point, the angel on the coffin turned its back to face the sky, and its wings spread out, catching the rain of blood spilled in the sky without missing a drop. As soon as the indigo blood comes into contact with the angel or the coffin, it will immediately seep in like a dry sponge without leaking a drop.
The sea dragons of the Extreme Ice Ocean are between sub-dragons and real dragons, and are not very powerful. It's just that they have always been hiding under the thousand-meter ice cap, so they are extremely difficult to catch. The most special thing about Ice Ocean Sea Dragons is their extremely strong regeneration ability. The source of this ability lies in their blood.
On the top of the solitary peak, Hailong's whine became lower and lower, and finally, its eyes closed weakly.
After receiving the last drop of blood, the angel slowly leaned down and protected the coffin with his wings. The whole body blood of the huge sea dragon is supposed to be enough to fill several coffins of this size, but now the coffin bottle is like a bottomless pit. It has sucked all the blood from the sea dragon and it is still not finished. It floats quietly in the air without moving.
The four dark dragon statues lit up one by one, but the last statue only had a very dim light, and the light was uncertain and seemed to be extinguished at any time.
For a moment, there was silence on the ice peak, only the wind whistled unwillingly.
Night quietly enveloped the ice peak all night long.
The last bit of light on the dark dragon statue gradually dissipated, and *** finally sighed quietly.
"Dear ***, only the blood of the Ice Ocean Sea Dragon is not enough. It seems that we still need to implement the initial plan." Elgra said.
"Let me think about the original plan..." ***'s voice and tone suddenly became indescribably strange.
Her silver eyes were slightly narrowed, like two crescent moons, as if she were looking into the night sky. In fact, she is blind to everything in front of her now.
"The original plan... The original plan... It's decided like this!... What the hell!... No, how could I be afraid... Wait, let's think about it again... "
***'s mental fluctuations were chaotic and even occasionally leaked into Gregory's consciousness. But at this moment, the sacred dragon no longer cared about satisfying its curious heart. The scales on its body were slightly raised, its wings spread out, and it stared at the ***'s right hand extremely nervously, as if it was ready to escape at any time.
Although the four strong men were standing in the air as if nothing had happened, their eyes were also focused on ***'s right hand. The atmosphere on the top of the ice peak has become extremely solemn. Although the four strong men are not as nervous as Grigori, they are secretly gathering strength.
***'s right hand is clenched tighter and tighter, and the power condensed in her fist is rising crazily, seemingly endless! Around her right fist, several lavender lightning balls appeared out of thin air, wandering irregularly, and as the fist's power increased, new lightning balls were constantly being generated. Gregory knew that every gorgeous lightning ball contained extremely terrifying power, enough to completely destroy it! Moreover, once these lightning balls get out of control, even Grigory can't say that they will be able to avoid them at such lightning speed.
Seeing another ball of lightning gradually forming, Gregory finally couldn't bear it any longer, mustered up the courage of his life, and said tremblingly: What is the beautiful master of the *** doing? "
***Suddenly waking up from a dream, she was immediately shocked by something strange. She swung her right fist towards the sky. Those extremely dangerous electric balls flew into the night sky with brilliant flame tails and touched the clouds. , blooming into beautiful purple fireworks.
Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
*** stared into the distance, not even looking at the afterglow in the corner of his eyes. She said coldly: "Just implement the original plan."
Before he finished speaking, the elegant figure had disappeared into the distance. But the faint panic when she left seemed like she was running away.
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