Rogge's temporary office is located in the most luxurious private house in Soratu. The original owner here has become a dead soul under the red flags, but he doesn't know if it has a place in Elgra's crystal. w w w .q u a n b e n. c o mThe city that suffered a devastating blow has restored order. The entry of 70,000 troops made Soratu City still bustling with traffic and bustling with people, but a thick air of death lingered over the city. In Rogge's eyes, there are wandering souls everywhere in the sky and on the earth. Their power is too weak to enter Elgra's eyes, but the emotions at the moment of death are as strong as those of strong souls, so they will last for a long time.
But no matter when and where, what always appeared quietly in front of Rogge's eyes was the woman wearing the demon lotus.
But the scene that appears most often is neither the beauty sleeping in the coffin nor the stunning moment when the mask is lifted.
What he saw was the demon lotus that was almost withered but still standing on the top of the lonely peak in the strong wind of the death world. It was the *** that quietly erased the mark of its soul and would rather be destroyed quietly!
Rogge locked himself in the room alone, looking at the countless images in front of him that seemed real and illusory, and allowed time to pass quietly.
Unknowingly, night fell again.
It was late at night, and the soldiers who had been busy in the city all day fell asleep one by one.
Finally, Rogge opened the door and strode towards the temporary headquarters of the army.
After a while, more than a dozen senior generals were summoned to the conference room to discuss tomorrow's expedition. Within a day's journey of the army, there is another city, Faerûn. But compared with Soratu, Faerûn is far inferior in terms of city defense and population.
Rogge directly set a point on Faerun, which can be regarded as the next attack target, and then let the generals formulate their own plans on how to march the army, how to supply, and how to divide and attack together.
He just listened, but his thoughts had already flown to the long-destroyed world of death. The forever lead-colored sky, the everlasting strong wind, the endless wasteland, the black armor, white wings, and the piece of white feather that once stuck to the fingertips all emerged from the depths of memory again and again. When Rogge suppresses a picture, a new picture will appear. "Lord Rogge, this is the plan for the next few days. Do you think any modifications are needed?" Wallace asked.
"There's only one thing!" Rogge didn't listen to the content of the plan at all, and just said: "Burn the original battle flag! Embroider my coat of arms onto the bloody double flags. From now on, this will be the battle flag of our army!"
The generals were shocked. Rogge's move will only force the enemy to resist desperately, increase casualties in vain, and add unnecessary variables to the war. But seeing Rogge's calm face with murderous intent, and thinking of the terrifying existences accompanying the army this time, none of the generals were willing to say anything more.
When the generals were about to leave, Rogge suddenly sighed: "Wait! The most severe gods also have a kind side, so we have to give those who are willing to surrender to us a chance. Let's do this, every time we attack in the future We ask each other once in front of the city if they are willing to surrender. As long as one person refuses to surrender, we should find a way to inform the Delaware people about the massacre of the city!"
All the generals had left, and only Rogge was still sitting quietly in the conference room until the first ray of dawn broke through the night.
In the cold wind of the morning, tens of thousands of troops slowly stepped out of Soratu City and headed for the next target. The light cavalry in the army took another step forward to harass the enemy and cut off the retreat of the soldiers and civilians in the small town of Faerun.
After all the troops left the city, the long dragon roar sounded again in Soratu City, and the marching warriors turned back one after another, intending to catch a glimpse of the dragon again. However, the returning soldiers were stunned!
Rogge, who was immediately aware of something, suddenly replied!
This time, what rose from the city of Soratu was not only two giant dragons, but also a shining castle!
The castle stands on a huge inverted triangular rock base. The Gothic architectural style is gorgeous and solemn. The ever-changing magical brilliance is like countless colorful ribbons criss-crossing the outside of the building, making the most brilliant rainbow after the rain. Eclipsed by its brilliance. In the brilliance of the castle, countless fairies were flying. They fluttered their transparent wings, surrounded the castle, and sang praises to God with their unique melodious singing voices.
The legendary floating city is a glory that only the gods in heaven can enjoy!
The huge castle, guarded by two giant dragons, slowly flew over the heads of tens of thousands of troops with a trail of light and flames. That huge shadow almost enveloped tens of thousands of warriors. Even the bravest and most disrespectful wild warriors finally bowed under this miracle!
The floating city then rose high into the sky and gradually disappeared into the clouds.
At some point, most of the tens of thousands of troops were kneeling on the ground, praying and praising the goddess. Only Rogge stood there, silently watching the floating city sink into the clouds.
There is no suspense about the battle in Faerûn. There were less than 30,000 soldiers and civilians in the small city, and the city defenses were short and old. The only thing that will make Faerun remembered by future generations is that the people here not only love their hometown, but also have the brave blood of the North flowing through them.
In front of the bloody double flags, they refused to surrender!
Rogge has put on a new heavy armor for this battle. Because of the overnight work, the workmanship of this steel armor was extremely rough. The only advantage was that it was thick and heavy enough. The weight of the double-edged ax in Rogge's hand was not necessarily something that even a strong orc warrior could lift. The huge axe, one meter in diameter, shines with a chilling and cold light all the time. And the thick and curved handle reminds people of the ferocity of this giant ax all the time.
"My lord, you are so brave!" Robosky also put on his armor and stood beside Rogge with his sword in hand. Although he was afraid, he always had to face difficulties to flatter him, not to mention that in a chaotic battle, the safest place should be around the army leader.
"Roboski, stay back. You will die if you follow me." Rogge said calmly. His voice came out through the gap between the helmet and the mask, and seemed a little dull.
"Sir! No matter how dangerous it is, I still have to..." Roboski was about to seize the opportunity to show his loyalty when bursts of coldness suddenly came from the left and right, almost freezing him in an instant.
Two men in black robes were already standing around Rogge at some point. The one on the left was unusually tall. He slowly pulled off his black robe, revealing dark black full-body armor. The two-handed giant sword in his hand was no less terrifying than the double-edged giant ax in Rogge's hand. The man in black robe on the right only had two sharp bone blades protruding from his sleeves. His body was still wrapped in the black robe, but traces of light brown smoke could not help but spread out from the bone blades, surrounding the blades. The blade is condensed and does not disperse.
"Robosky, you will really die if you follow us! You can attack the city with the army." Rogge said again.
Robosky's face was pale, his hands were shaking so much that he could hardly hold the sword. He knew that this was a great opportunity to show his loyalty, but not to mention that he was extremely timid. Even if he was brave by nature, he would never be able to withstand the natural coercion exuded by the two men in black robes.
Rogge looked at the city of Faerun. Although the soldiers on the city knew they were in desperate situation, everyone had a solemn look on their faces. The clan flags on the city were not messy at all, and no one was walking around randomly. They greeted them with the momentum of Yuan Zingyue. Enemy forces several times larger than our own.
"Even these low-status civilians can look down upon death. How courageous!" Rogge sighed as he walked towards Faerun. His dull footsteps sounded the final knell for Faerûn.
Hearing Rogge's seemingly ulterior emotion, both the Black Warrior Emperor and the Bone Emperor said nothing and followed Rogge to Faerun in silence.
Tens of thousands of troops then slowly moved out and pressed towards Faerun.
The defenders on the city of Faerun were very puzzled. Why did the enemy army not prepare any siege equipment? Are they going to crawl into Faerûn with bare hands
The answer was soon revealed.
As the earth trembled, Faerun's weak city wall suddenly cracked with several large cracks! Rogge had only gone a hundred meters when a section of Faerun's city wall collapsed! In the smoke and dust, bricks and sand fell down, burying many soldiers who could not escape!
The three Death Gods who were heading towards the gate of Faerûn seemed not to have seen the collapsed city wall at all, and continued to move forward leisurely as if taking a leisurely stroll in the garden.
The Black Warrior Emperor and the Bone Emperor seemed to be stepping on an invisible ladder, going higher and higher, and finally became parallel to the wall of Faerûn, walking through the air as if they were on flat ground! The soldiers at the top of the city were stunned for a moment. The few arrows shot here and there could not even touch the bodies of the two kings. A commander with considerable combat experience shouted loudly: "Concentrate the archers! Aim at the one on the left and shoot. Even if he is in the sanctuary, we will shoot him down!"
It's a pity that nearly a hundred archers have just lined up at the top of the city, and a low and strange whistling sound comes from far and near! A big dark blue ice ball was spinning high and flying towards the city! It didn't fly too fast, but it was spinning at a high speed, with countless blue ice needles flying in all directions. The size of the ice ball shrank rapidly, and when it flew to the top of the city, it suddenly exploded, dumping countless ice needles into the group of archers.
After the ice needle rain, only a few warriors could still stand on top of the large city.
The Bone Emperor and the Black Warrior Emperor have arrived!
At the foot of the city, Rogge had already reached the city gate. He looked at the city gate covered with thick pig iron, shouted suddenly, silver light flashed around him, and the double-edged giant ax crashed on the city gate! The giant ax could not withstand this strong force, and the ax handle had been severely twisted, but a large crack had been split on the city gate. Rogge smiled coldly, shouted again, picked up the deformed giant ax, and slashed at the cracks!
After the loud noise, the city gate of Faerun was chopped open by Rogge! He stepped into the city gate and looked up towards the top of the city. Blood rain and mutilated limbs were splashing everywhere on the city. The Black Warrior Emperor and the Bone Emperor had turned into two black qi, hovering and harvesting the lives of the unyielding warriors.
The prelude to the massacre has begun, and courage is useless in front of these gods of death who are born for harvesting.
Outside the city, the Tide Legion soldiers waiting in formation stamped their guns on the ground and let out bursts of cheering cheers with a clear rhythm, and the heavily armored legion began to advance slowly.
At dusk, Rogge was standing on the terrace of a gorgeous private house in Faerun, silently looking up at the dreamlike floating city against the backdrop of the clouds in the sky.
Although he didn't know where this flying city came from, he knew that *** was in it.
But Rogge can no longer sneak into the floating city floating high in the sky. He clearly felt that the entire castle was shrouded in a magical barrier that he could not yet understand. Even if Rogge had a way to climb up to the floating city, he still had no confidence that he could sneak into the castle without alerting anyone.
What's more, Rogge sighed, what's the use of going in, how should he face the enemy
It was late at night, and the city of Faerun finally became quiet. There were not many people in the city, so the task of cleaning up the bodies was not onerous.
Rogge sat in a room with no lights, resting his chin on his hands, quietly looking at the floating green light in front of him. This green light flickered for a while, then seemed to be weak and gradually dimmed. Rogge relaxed his mental strength a little and released a little more of the divine power of the goddess of nature, so several more green lights lit up in the room. These were the seeds sown by the goddess's divine power.
As the connection between the seeds and the power of the goddess of nature was cut off again, the erratic green light inevitably dimmed. Rogge just repeated these steps over and over again, concentrating on observing the rise and fall of the goddess of nature's power.
Fatty has discovered that even the power from God is not completely irresistible. For example, when in the Imperial Palace, the divine power of the Goddess of Nature would never act. Of course, this may also be because the Wrath of the Goddess of Nature had not yet grown strong at that time. And when there is a powerful enough presence around him, such as Macbeth, the activities of the Wrath of Nature will become relatively quiet. Especially for high-ranking angels like Macbeth who serve in front of the God of Order. Although they cannot eliminate the divine power of the goddess of nature, when it comes to suppressing and preventing the divine power of heretic gods, Macbeth, who specializes in dealing with heretics, has a good way.
Around Odaireh, the divine activity of the goddess of nature is even weaker. So much so that Fatty could even release his divine power bit by bit and study it. In the ongoing research, Rogge had a vague feeling that he had almost touched the pulse of another world.
In the silence, Rogge suddenly heard faint crying. The crying sound was very familiar. Although it was very faint, one could still tell it was Froya's voice.
Rogge was startled, his figure flashed a few times, and he appeared in front of Froya's room door. He gently opened the door and found that Froya was covering her head with a thick brocade quilt. Judging from the shoulders that couldn't hold her breasts, she was crying very sadly, but she didn't want anyone to know, so she cried desperately Suppressing the sorrow.
Just when Rogge wanted to comfort her, he suddenly realized that Froya felt a little different today than before.
It seemed that she was weaker.
He immediately gathered his mental energy and quickly scanned Froya's body, and finally found something wrong with her.
Froya's magic power unexpectedly dropped two levels out of thin air, reaching level 12!
Roger was shocked. He sat on the edge of the bed, gently held Froya in his arms, and asked in a low voice: "Froya, what happened? Why did your magic power suddenly drop so much?"
Froya turned around and saw Rogge, and suddenly threw herself into his arms and started crying! The crying was simply uncontrollable!
Rogge patted Froya's back gently, comforting her while thinking hard about what might have caused her magic power to suddenly drop by two levels. Rogge asked in a low voice: "Froya, have you permanently blessed anyone with magical effects?"
Froya lay in his arms, her sorrowful voice stopped for a moment, and she shook her head gently.
Rogge's voice was cold and he said... Someone used spirit absorption on you? ! who is it! tell me! "
He stood up suddenly, his face already covered with frost.
Spiritual Drainage is a very vicious spell in death magic. It can extract all or part of the victim's magic power for the caster's use. The magic power drawn is used up, and the caster will not increase the magic power level. However, the target that is extracted often loses magic power permanently as a result. This magic is the ultimate weapon for necromancers to use in magic battles with other magicians, but the difficulty of casting it at level eight is commensurate with its power. Rogge immediately thought that besides Elgra, who else could be the necromancer around here who could use spiritual absorption
He blinked a few times at the corners of his eyes, then slowly sat down next to Froya, hugged her into his arms, and said softly: "I know who did it. Froya, please be patient for a while, now we I haven’t been able to fall out with them yet. But don’t worry, it won’t take long, I will dismantle that lich into bones, bring them back to you, and let you burn it to ashes with your own hands!”
Luo Ya raised her head and looked at Rogge with her sad green eyes. She seemed to be hesitating, but still shook her head heavily. You can't fight the lich! Anyway, I'm of no use to you. It doesn't matter even if all the magic power is absorbed. I can still make potions. It doesn't take much advanced magic power to explain, but in short, you can't die! "
Rogge held Froya's arm tightly and smiled slightly: "Who said I am going to die? Magic is not the only factor that determines victory or defeat. Although I will definitely have to pay a sufficient price, I must have a way to do it. It was broken down into bones!"
There was a hint of surprise and a hint of joy in Froya's green eyes. She suddenly laughed and said: "What! Fatty, you guessed wrong. This matter has nothing to do with the lich! My magic power has decreased because that goddess of yours took away my lost paradise."
"What!?" Rogge was shocked. Froya's ability to fuse with the artifact back then still made him marvel at the magic of the magical world.
But it is completely unbelievable that the lost paradise that has been completely integrated with the soul can still be taken out! Without the support of the artifact Lost Paradise, Froya's magic power only dropped by two levels, which was already considered good. After all, at her age, she is able to cast sixth-level magic, and she can definitely be called a magic genius.
Rogge suddenly realized why he felt so familiar when he saw the floating city. Because that is the lost paradise of artifacts! But he never expected that when Lost Paradise was presided over by Audreyh, it would turn into a miraculous floating city!
He thought for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's a good thing to celebrate that Lost Paradise can be taken out! Your magic power is far from being able to completely control this ghost thing. Even if you don't use it, it will still be there all the time. The ground absorbs your vitality. Even if you take dragon bone grass, it won't last for a few years. Besides, dragon bone grass can only be taken once! Why are you crying? "
Froya's eyes darkened and she sighed softly: "Damn fat man, you... you don't understand."
She immediately smiled, jumped down to the ground, danced on the spot, and said with a sweet smile: "But you have a conscience, and you are actually willing to challenge the lich for me! Whether it is true or not, I am very touched!"
Rogge smiled. At this time, he was not stupid enough to admit that even if there was no such thing as Froya, he would still have to fight the three kings. He hugged Froya hard, then gently placed her on the bed, covered her with the quilt, and was about to leave the room.
Froya hugged the pillow and bit her lower lip. Fatty, why did you change your gender again? Don't you... don't want to stay? "
Rogge smiled and said: "I have learned a lot of new things these days, so I have to take the time to practice. If I don't practice, what if something really comes to absorb your magic power in the future? I am a man, if I don't If you try hard, how can you protect your woman?”
The goblin smashed the pillow over and she is your woman! Go away, I'm going to sleep! "
Rogge walked out of Froya's room and walked directly onto the rooftop. He looked up at the floating city in the night sky that seemed to only appear in dreams. He sighed heavily, then closed his eyes, and several more green dots appeared around him.
In the sky, Hughes was sitting leisurely on the top of a tower in the floating city transformed from Paradise Lost, looking down at the dark and silent Faerûn below. His extremely sharp eyes traveled across a long distance and captured a few bits of Biying that were disappearing and appearing below.
As if in agreement with Rogge, he also let out a long sigh and said to himself: Well, I have to go and grab the lost paradise. Now, who can climb up? "
While Hughes was sighing, a low voice suddenly came from behind him: "Respectful, elegant, wise, and uniquely tasteful Lord Hughes, is there anything unpleasant that happened to you?" [(全本网www. QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.com)