The night is getting deeper. w_w_w.quan_ben.c_o_mThe Wanjia *** has been extinguished one after another, and Tiffany has entered the land of sleep. Except for the magic torch on the Champs Elysées in front of the Royal Palace that still shines tirelessly, forming two spectacular bands of light, the rest of the city is shrouded in darkness. The occasional starlight, or even the light of the blue moon in the sky, is not enough to penetrate this sea of darkness.
Rogge himself didn't know when he started to like standing on a high place and looking down at everything in the world. Thinking back carefully, maybe this habit also comes from the body. In my memory, every time I go to the world of death, the body I see is independent of the top of the dangerous peak.
The cold air is crystal clear and refreshing. Roger took a deep breath and felt his mind broadened. The noise and annoyance caused by the myriad of work and personnel matters during the day seemed to disappear. But now such a leisurely moment is almost a luxury. At least on his desk, there are two notebooks waiting for him: the dwarf Nakba and the ice and snow goddess Miracle.
Rogge sighed softly, and as soon as he turned around, there was suddenly a strong space vibration in front of him. Shock waves spread out in all directions like ripples. Each expansion actually contained some energy of the space scenery. In the blink of an eye, Everything in the room was squeezed into powder!
The demon lotus, which was as familiar to Fatty as the veins on his palm, fell from the sky. Yes, it is indeed falling. It seems that the body's power is extremely weak, so that not only can it not control the fluctuations of space, but it can even not control the whereabouts of its own body.
Roger was surprised and happy when he suddenly saw the demon lotus. He strode forward and stretched out his arms, trying to catch the falling demon lotus.
Just as a silver light flashed in front of his eyes, a gun with silver light suddenly appeared in ***'s hand, and then he stabbed Rogge's arm fiercely!
Roger smiled slightly. It seems that *** is still the same as before, and you are not allowed to touch it yourself. He waited quietly, and the moment before the Dragon Soul Battle Spear touched his arm, his figure suddenly disappeared!
At the same moment, he had appeared in the space behind *** and reached out to wrap his arms around Yao Lian's waist. Hold the *** that was about to fall to the ground.
When he got a piece of it that was as warm as jade, Rogge suddenly realized that the demon lotus was not as cold and lifeless as he had imagined.
The penis in his arms visibly stiffened, and then an extremely dangerous feeling arose in Rogge's heart. He quickly let go, and the lightning floated back!
The wings of the demon lotus suddenly unfolded, and the tips of each wing feather formed by the slender armor leaves turned slightly sideways at a very small angle, and stretched out thin and sharp blades. The beautiful wings immediately turned into murderous blades. . Immediately afterwards, the Dragon Soul War Spear seemed to have really turned into a giant dragon flying in the air, roaring towards Rogge!
Rogge looked solemn. In a blink of an eye, he used his mental power to form a silver light shield, but this time it was placed not in front of him, but directly in front of the demon lotus. Of course, Rogge didn't expect the light shield to stop ***, he just hoped to let her dodge to buy time to complete the next magic. Although his master has always been weak, he doesn't want to be beaten down when he meets him. This is a big issue related to dignity.
It was unexpected to Rogge. ***He actually ran into the silver light shield! The silver shield couldn't withstand the impact and exploded, turning into a shower of stars in the room. However, the gun's momentum stopped, and the Dragon Soul War Spear stabbed Rogge one meter in front of him. He was exhausted and could no longer deliver any more points.
How could a gun that retreats like lightning be unable to dodge this silver shield
Rogge was so shocked that he almost failed the magic being prepared. Fortunately, his magic control power is extraordinary, and he can just rearrange the messed up magic power into order.
He only roared a few notes and completed the magic. Several chains shining with divine light appeared out of thin air, changing vertically and horizontally, tying the demon lotus tightly and catching the unbalanced body.
Wella has never been so angry!
The first time I pretended to be a *** was so unsatisfactory. Even such a trivial matter as driving the demon lotus through the sky was almost messed up. She thought she had completely mastered the structure of this plane, but for some reason, the rules of space jump were a little different from what she knew. And her strength at the moment was extremely weak, relying entirely on the power contained in the Dragon Soul War Spear to support her. As a result, she was almost blown to other dimensions by a space storm during the process of crossing space!
She finally escaped from the space storm and successfully appeared in front of Rogge. But at the moment of space transformation, Wella suddenly discovered that her understanding of the power of this plane was slightly deviated! The final result was that Demon Lotus lost control and fell to the ground in great embarrassment.
This wasn't enough. Wella hadn't even settled the old score with Rogge that day when he casually touched her in the Temple of Heaven, but he actually dared to reach out to help her! Of course she wouldn't be polite and stabbed him hard, hoping to make him retreat. As a result, he shot him into the air and was hugged by him. The next series of attacks failed again, and because his own strength was too weak, he clearly saw Rogge setting up the light shield in front of him, but he couldn't control the demon lotus to dodge to the side, but bumped into it head-on, and it happened again. I lost my balance and almost fell!
she! An angel of light who specializes in fighting! Can't even dodge a light shield? This is an unforgivable shame.
But the most irritating thing is that this damn fat man actually locked her in place with sacred restraints! A necromancer cast a sacred bond, and Wella, the perfect angel of light, was locked in place by a sacred bond designed to bind darkness and undead creatures? !
What happened to this plane
Although Wella's peak art of using power is easy to transform sacred power into the power of death, and she can even use spell-like abilities with the same effect as the Finger of Death, but after all, she is a light born specifically for combat. An angel, while Roger is just a human. Could it be that Rogge's use of power has reached such a level
At this moment, Wella watched Rogge walking over step by step in shock and anger. She had already used dozens of methods in an instant to try to break the sacred bond. But all in vain. Weina only has level 5 fighting spirit available at the moment. Even if her art of using power is unrivaled, level 5 fighting spirit is level 5 fighting spirit. No matter how she uses it in different ways, it will not turn into level 6 fighting spirit.
Rogge gently touched the Demon Lotus's mask with his hand, using his fingertips to feel the heart-stopping warmth and softness coming from the Demon Lotus.
Wei Na then remembered that she had already changed the demon mask of Demon Lotus to look like her own, and this anger was extraordinary.
But, what is this damn fat man going to do next? Wella suddenly thought of this question, and then thought of Fatty's past actions. As well as the experience of fighting with the *** in the abandoned land, I couldn't help but tremble in my heart. But the paralysis was still there, and no matter what happened next, she was powerless.
What's more, although the current demon lotus mainly contains sacred power, it still contains the purest power of death, so the sacred restraint will last longer.
To her surprise, Rogge stared at Demon Lotus's mask for a moment, then retracted his hand and released the sacred restraint.
Wella was stunned for a moment, and she completely forgot about the thought of stabbing him several times as soon as she regained freedom of movement.
Rogge sighed lowly, as if he had a lot of emotions: "It has been eight years... ***, you have changed a lot... Back then you would rather go to war with all the kings than transform into a demon lotus, that is... You just don’t want me to see your changes, right? But... forget it. Although I really want to see what you look like, but since you don’t want to, I won’t take off your mask."
Wella didn't expect Rogge to say this at all. The memory of the origin of God resurfaced in the depths of her soul. That was a memory she shared with ***.
Those days of fleeing and fighting under the lead-colored sky, amid the fierce wind of death and the rugged peaks, and yet becoming increasingly desperate, reappeared before our eyes one by one.
Every time she inadvertently glanced at these memories, she just smiled and passed them by. At that time, for the arrogant Angel of Light, the struggle and struggle among the humble undead was just a joke. But when she reread it now, she clearly felt the care, reluctance, despair and determination hidden in the deepest parts of these memories.
At this moment, it seems that these memories are so profound! Her former arrogance and contempt were as shallow as cicada wings in autumn, but the breath of that missing season was everywhere, crushing her arrogance and swallowing up her contempt.
She was suffocating.
Wella was a little panicked. She inexplicably wanted to find something to prove that Rogge was just a humble and shameless necromancer. She suddenly remembered that Rogge had clearly seen her. In those days of deep sleep. Wella cannot move or speak, but she can still sense everything around her.
He is lying! Wella thought with a sneer, as if she had already won a victory.
Rogge stood in front of her without any movement. His expression was very hesitant and his eyes were looking at the liar on the ground! That’s why I didn’t dare to raise my head. Wella affirmed in her heart again, feeling that her breathing was finally a little smoother.
Rogge finally raised his head and looked directly into her eyes: "***, actually... I have already seen your appearance when you were sleeping. I didn't want to say it, because you... you never wanted me to know. Your appearance. But I still decided to tell you that there should not always be anything hidden between us."
Wei Na's breathing stopped immediately, and her heart became a mess.
"***, are you able to fully exist in this plane?"
She nodded.
There was a ripple of joy in Rogge's heart, and he, who was always very articulate, started to stutter: "***... um... I don't need to summon you anymore. Does that mean where are you going to live in the future?"
Wella was startled and couldn't help laughing. "Where do you think I live?" she repeated Roger's question.
Rogge chuckled, feeling that this question was a bit strange. Fatty’s footprints are all over the north and south of the continent, and he even traveled back and forth between planes. However, it is a completely non-existent concept for them.
The fat man sighed: "***, since you have come to this plane, from now on... follow me!"
Wella frowned and said coldly: "Is it possible? I can go wherever I want!"
"Okay, everything is up to you." Rogge smiled. He looked at Wella, frowned and asked: "***, how come your strength is so weak?"
"That's what it's like when you wake up."
"The number of resentful souls is completely enough, it shouldn't be... Could it be that Elgra has tampered with it?" Rogge thought hard, and his tone gradually turned cold: "No matter what the kings have done, the next kings' war will I will let them repay Yiru! ***, you are too weak now, so don’t get involved in this war."
"Then what are you going to do?" Wella was a little curious, in her opinion. Any king can defeat Rogge.
Rogge smiled coldly. In this world, I have to decide the rules of the game. Since these damn kings were able to round up seven of you in the past, then there is no hope of any fairness here! I will set the location of the decisive battle within the activities of the Church of Light in the South, and then notify the Church of Light in advance that three of the most evil undead will appear in their parish. Until then, let us see who is more powerful between the Holy Knights and the Immortal Kings! And I will wait halfway. If the kings escape from the south, I will give them a fair battle. "
Wella sighed lightly. Nothing more was said.
She suddenly took off her helmet, and her golden hair fell down like a waterfall. The sun jumped on the silk, and the sudden peerless beauty dazzled Rogge's eyes.
Wella smiled sweetly and said: "Anyway, I've shown you that I won't wear a helmet. Since you are willing to seek revenge from the kings, let me ask you, if one day I have a war with Audrehe. What will you do? Done"
Rogge and Audrey are at war? Why? Wasn't she the one who saved you? "
Wella just smiles lightly and leaves it alone. You don’t have to answer now, think about it when you have time! "
Say it. She turned around and jumped up, about to step into the void. However, just as her figure was about to disappear, Demon Lotus tightened her wings and was pulled back alive!
"This is different from the world of death. There are many guys who are more powerful than the king. You are very weak now. If you are in danger, you must remember to escape quickly." After Rogge warned, he let go of his hand and let her go. .
The distracted Wella was almost blown away by the space storm, and finally managed to gain a foothold at the destination. She was so angry that she almost turned back to blame Fatty, but an inexplicable feeling in her heart stopped her.
It's late at night. But there are tireless people who don’t want to fall asleep.
Froya was lying on the table, her green eyes staring blankly at the warm flame beating in front of her, waiting for the moment the water boiled. Only the temperature when the water blooms into circular ripples is the most suitable for making tea. Hughes slowly put the collected tea leaves into the teapot, but there was always a sense of pain in his calm expression.
The tea is finally ready.
This time the little goblin actually forgot to grab tea, but was just thinking about his own thoughts. Rejoicing, Hughes quickly poured himself a large cup and inhaled the fragrance of the tea deeply. Only when the aroma of tea has harmonized the internal organs, and then took a sip, smacking your lips and turning your tongue, can you fully appreciate the essence of the wind, fire, water and land contained in the tea. This is how you drink tea. In the past, in order to compete with the goblins, you had to drink too much, which was a waste of good tea.
Froya rested her chin on her hands, and there was a hint of sadness that could not be concealed on her unrivaled beauty. "Elder Hughes is already twenty-four this year. According to the tradition of the southern aristocracy, I am already an old woman. What should I do?"
Hughes pondered for a moment and just sighed: "Your Highness, aging is a problem that every living being will inevitably encounter. There is no way to stay young or even live forever, but the price is often very heavy."
Froya sighed quietly. She suddenly said: "Elder Hughes, do you think it is possible for me to snatch Rogge?"
Hughes was silent for a longer time this time, and then said: "Your Highness, you also know Lord Rogge's temperament, and you want him to stay by your side, I'm afraid..."
"Of course I won't expect everything from him. As long as I have a little bit of his true feelings, that's enough."
Hughes sighed.
Froya suddenly sat up, grabbed Hughes' tea and drank it in one gulp. Houston suddenly jumped up with a look of pain on his face like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Before he could speak, the little goblin had already revealed his signature and extremely charming smile! I'll give myself another half year. If I can't seduce him, then I'll take the risk! "
"Why, Your Highness?" With his wisdom, Xiu Si also felt that it was impossible to understand her thoughts.
"Because now is my most beautiful age. If I can't get him at this time, it will be even more impossible in the future." Froya said calmly.
But at some point, a drop of crystal water slipped from the corner of the little fairy's eye, but she didn't notice it at all.
In the early morning of the next day, the gates of Tiffany City were opened wide, and an army of 10,000 slowly left the city and marched towards Schild City.
Rogge rode on his horse and slowly followed the army. For some reason today, the always elusive Hughes was riding alongside him, which seemed unusual in this world.
"Lord Rogge, it seems that your strength has improved greatly recently! What have you been studying these days?" Hughes asked with a smile.
Rogge knew that the old fox must be up to something when he asked this question, so he said honestly: "I have been reading the miraculous records of the Ice and Snow Goddess these past few days."
"So that's it! According to the elven classics, the Ice and Snow Goddess was once a very active god and left many miracle records. However, in recent decades, there have been almost no miracle records about the Ice and Snow Goddess. In fact, except for the Ice and Snow Goddess, There are many gods who also have the same phenomenon. A great elf scholar who specializes in miracles believes that these phenomena indicate aging!"
Roger was shocked? Isn’t God immortal? "
Xiusi said: "My old man has thought about it over and over again and believes that when a god first became a god, he still carried the deep memory marks of before becoming a god. But as time goes by, these marks will gradually disappear, and the gods will become pure gods. In the eyes of us secular people, gods become older as they mature. For example, when a person first becomes a god, he will still clearly remember the love and hatred before becoming a god, but as time goes by, he will Gradually being affected by the godhead, he gradually forgets all the emotions from his previous life. Precisely because of the existence of emotions, the young god still has many weaknesses and is not invincible."
A mysterious world, the world of gods, opened in front of Rogge.
"What do you mean..." Rogge suddenly felt out of breath.
Hughes lowered his voice very low and said quietly: "Didn't you see that Audreyh is still very young?" (Full novel website www.qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo.com)