Blasphemy

Chapter 253: Fifteen glorious days

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Roger couldn't answer this question. wwW.QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO.coMHe really hoped that it was just a dream, an illusory, unreal nightmare that did not require thinking or responsibility. No matter how many times you were frightened in your dream, when you wake up, the shuddering feeling will become just a memory.

But was it really just a dream

Rogge suddenly realized that he could not find the answer to this question. He instinctively did not want to recall the content of this dream, and the huge existence he saw was slowly fading from his mind. As soon as he recalled its description from his memory, Rogge immediately felt as if he was reliving that moment in a dream.

That moment when thousands of faces came to life, countless eyes focused on him, and a huge sound was captured in his head! ?Even such a moment is fading from his memory. This may be a form of self-protection, because every time this scene uncontrollably emerges from his memory, Rogge will relive the unspeakable pain from his soul! This kind of pain that accompanies fear is many times greater than the pain that Rogge suffered when he was injured by a gun and had to be treated with divine power! It wasn't until this moment that Fatty realized that he was really a very stoic person. This level of pain and fear actually failed to make him crazy. But his will may be able to hold up, but his will can no longer hold up.

Whenever he relives his dream, Fatty will immediately faint, not only because of the pain, but also because of fear and despair. He would wake up again soon, but this brief moment of dizziness felt like a lifetime ago to him.

This is more than just a dream. After waking up for an unknown number of times, Rogge finally came to such a conclusion. In fact, this conclusion is easy. Because no nightmare has such terrifying power, just the memory is enough to make the fat man with a will as hard as blue steel unable to hold on.

As long as it doesn't involve that incomparably huge existence, recalling some details of this dream won't cause too much of a problem. But everything in this dream, including the thick clouds and mist, the unknown metal that made up the armor, and the bursts of light smoke in the metal, were far beyond Rogge's cognition. Fatty knew that these were all magical, but he didn't know what was so magical about them. So who created these? The being who created all these miracles should look down at the sentient beings in countless planes with such pity!

Roger stood up and came to the window. It was already late at night. The whole Richelieu fell into the deepest sleep.

The night is still cold, with a few cold stars hanging sparsely in the sky, and the blue moon has become a new bud. Listlessly emitting a dim blue light.

Roger temporarily came out of the nightmare. All the past events in his life flowed through his mind one by one.

The one who opened up the realm of the gods alone, the pair of peerless lovers who finally embraced each other in the blazing holy flames, the elf girl who shined like the morning sun at the last moment of her life, the one who screamed joyfully in the city of oracles. There were so many women who jumped at her and made her feel both pain and hatred.

And his footsteps have traveled more than thousands of miles

Back then, he climbed up the ladder of power step by step from a descendant of a declining noble, from only making money for himself to now being able to carve out a future for many of his allies and subordinates. Is there more than a huge difference between them

He is lucky. From the moment Rodriguez entered his body, the fat man's fate was destined to be different. He was also unfortunate. It was from that moment on that he began to be involuntarily involved in all kinds of overt and covert struggles on the continent.

The ideals he had when he was young, with millions of dollars in his pocket and beauties in his possession, now seem ridiculous to Rogge. He is now sitting in a country, and the women he has experienced in his life, whether they are Androni, Froya, or elves with unique personalities like Feng Die, Adjani, and Eiffel, are all the women that other people have spent their entire lives. It was difficult to kiss a fragrant woman, and the targets he was now targeting were existences such as *** and Wella, which were completely synonymous with terror.

But the more he gained, the more he lost. The simple dreams and joys of my youth are no longer there.

The fat man has a great responsibility at this moment. Around him, there were political opponents such as Pompey and Alexander who had no idea how much hidden strength they had, as well as unpredictable bystanders such as the Emperor and the Old Steward. In the central mountain range, there was also the Orc Empire of unknown strength. In addition, in the far south, the Pope's old body was like a huge mountain in Rogge's memory. There is also the person who knows his whereabouts very well and steals the power of the goddess of nature without anyone noticing. When he thought of the divine power of the goddess of nature, he naturally thought of the goddess of nature again.

The fat man suddenly thought of that dream again, and felt his heart slowly sinking. The joy of defeating the orcs and gathering tens of thousands of elves has long gone. A feeling of powerlessness came over me.

Outside the window, I don’t know when the clouds have gathered again. The rolling dark clouds surged in layer upon layer, like a bottomless giant mouth, swallowing up endless darkness, as if trying to extinguish even a shred of light in this world.

In the blink of an eye, the dark clouds dispersed, and the weak sun rose into the sky again. When the dim sunshine fell through the thin clouds, there was no warmth at all, and everything in the morning light also looked depressed, without a trace of business.

In a sparse forest on the outskirts of the imperial capital, Androni was confronting Rogge. With raging anger, she stared at the fat man fiercely, her starry eyes shining with anger seemed to pierce the fat man's soul, and her skirt was dancing and flying with anger. But the rising anger could not cover up the fatigue caused by the running and fighting in the past few days. This tired look made her look more heroic and more charming, which made Rogge's eyes shine and his heart was filled with excitement.

She looked at the sky. The black night had already retracted its wings, and the sunshine without any warmth was shining down, driving away every bit of darkness in the sparse forest. The entire sparse forest gradually became brighter. Although it was getting late, she still gritted her teeth and said: "How dare you disturb my sweet dreams, fat man! You called me here so early, don't expect me to be merciful later! I won't beat you until you are bedridden this time." , I will give up the surname of Rocherio! The surname of Rocherio is not important to you. Don’t say it so high-sounding." Rogge curled his lips and unceremoniously exposed her little trick, and he was confident. Authentic: "According to the agreement, I have the right to choose the venue and attack first. If you lose, then follow my orders and let me do whatever I want!"

Androni's heart beat faster, her face flushed first, then gradually turned pale. The hand holding Bi Luo Xingkong was also shaking a little. She really didn't understand why she had already thought of the consequences of losing before the fight started? No matter how bad she is. Shouldn't he lose to a mage with only level 12 magic power? Although Rogge's power is obviously not limited to these magic powers, he can fully handle the skills he has shown in the past, as long as he is not as careless as last time.

This time, she was determined to start a war. We must go all out to attack and never give the fat man any chance to use his tricks.

Although she never thought that she would lose, she, who had always been arrogant, decided to make a careful counter-offer on the terms of defeat.

"If I lose, I'll let you go at most... for one day!"

Under Rogge's intense gaze, Androni's face was pale and flushed, and eventually became redder and redder.

"Okay, then if I lose, I will only give you Froya for one day." Rogge said indifferently.

"That won't work, I'm so at a disadvantage!" Androni shouted, getting even more angry.

"Why not? That's fair!" Fatty said with a wicked smile. The eyes staring at Androni became even more intense.

Androni gritted her teeth and said: "Fair enough! I can't tell you anything, but in short, it just won't work! At worst, I won't fight you."

"What are you afraid of?" The smile on the fat man's face became worse and worse, and he was about to explode when he saw Androni. He then smiled and said: "Well, if I lose, I will give Froya to you temporarily for a month, but you can't force her. What do you think?"

"That's pretty much it!" Androni's pretty face softened slightly as she agreed to the fat man's proposal.

After adjusting her breathing slightly and calming down the anger in her heart, Androni slid back ten meters as if standing on ice and shouted: "I've given you the distance, go ahead! But I remind you, you only have It’s best not to use annihilation when you have an opportunity to attack.”

The fat man chuckled, ignored her provocation, and just concentrated on chanting the spell. Not long after, a huge dark red magic symbol appeared between the two.

Crimson mark. As long as a creature sees this mark within a certain distance, it may be cursed with pain and continuously lose life. This is not a magic trick. So when Androni saw that Rogge had finished casting the magic, she immediately shouted, her fighting spirit instantly rose to its highest peak, and her whole body instantly turned into a blue meteor, rushing towards Rogge swiftly and without mercy!

The tens of meters away where the crimson mark could work were passed by her in the blink of an eye. In such a short period of time, the magic mark only had time to flash once and cast a painful curse on Androni. It's just that using magic of this level to attack warriors in the sanctuary, the chance of success is too low. The god of luck is not always on the side of the fat man, so the painful curse did not succeed this time. Even if the curse succeeded, Androni's full momentum would be enough to knock out Rogge within three moves and two moves. . At that time, the loss of life caused by the painful curse could be completely ignored.

Androni's chestnut hair was flying, her eyes were as bright as morning stars, locking Rogge's every move, and the sword tip in the starry sky gradually began to shoot out dazzling stardust.

Rogge only has two choices, dodge or hard top. Even if he had the ability to instant magic, with Androni's lightning speed, the fat man would only have time to put down a protective magic at most. No matter how powerful he is, there is no way he can prevent Bi Luo Xingkong's blow. Therefore, the fat man's only way out is to dodge in order to buy time for the crimson mark to take effect.

Sure enough, the fat man moved. The speed on one side of his body rose sharply, and he ran away to the side! .

Androni smiled coldly, secretly thinking that the fat man's eyesight was sharper than before, and he knew that he could not block his blow. However, she had already expected that the fat man would hide, so the oncoming blow was actually just imposing.

There was a soft buzzing sound in the blue starry sky, drawing a beautiful trajectory and stabbing towards the front of the fat man. With the adaptability of a fat man. When he senses something is wrong and immediately stops the castration, the starry sky will stop right in front of his throat. This incredible skill is in line with her identity and her aesthetics.

But at the moment when the starry sky changed its trajectory, Rogge suddenly changed direction without any warning and rushed straight towards Androni!

All these changes are so sudden, so strange, so incredible!

Androni's eyes widened with fear, and her lips parted slightly, but she didn't even have time to scream. Rogge had collided with her hard!

Biluo Xingkong took off his hands and flew out, leaving a blue trail in the air, and finally fell helplessly to the ground.

Androni groaned and finally recovered from her dizziness, but stars were still flying in front of her eyes. She was a little panicked, and hurriedly reached out to touch her face to see if there was any injury on her face. However, she tried raising her arm several times, but it didn't move at all. She wanted to get up again, but it felt like a huge boulder was weighing on her body. Where can I stand

She calmed down, using her fighting spirit to suppress her physical discomfort, and slowly opened her eyes. Sure enough, the fat man's face with a hateful smile was very close at hand. Rogge's face was also a little pale. It was obvious that he didn't feel well from the collision just now, but the damage was much lighter than Androni's. What's even worse is that the fat man is lying on top of her. It was so heavy that she couldn't move.

At that moment, because he turned too fast when he rushed towards Androni, Rogge did not put any protection on his body at all, nor did he take any offensive or defensive posture. All his strength is used to increase his speed. At that time, Androni's fighting spirit had just changed direction, and her self-defense strength was very weak. In this instant collision, the two of them collided with each other at an extremely high altitude with almost no protection. Naturally, Rogge, who was physically strong, took advantage.

The fat man laughed loudly, although because of the pain, his smile seemed a little forced: "Aren't you going to admit defeat? The time just now was enough for me to kill you three or five times."

Androni groaned, and then she had some strength, and cursed angrily: "Damn fat man! What kind of fighting method are you using! You are simply a rogue! It's just that you were lucky this time, and I didn't use enough fighting spirit to defend myself. Otherwise, you will do it again Are you trying to hit me like this? What are you doing! Get out of here!"

Rogge stared at Androni's charming and charming face in anger, and smiled maliciously: "Go down? Have you forgotten our bet? Since you lost, just let me do whatever I want for one day. Guess what? , what should I do next?”

Even though the two had had close contact, and even though Androni was mentally prepared to accept everything, she still couldn't stand Rogge's unbridled and extreme humiliation.

Of course she remembered that she had put on a cold face. Don't worry, I'm not someone who can't afford to lose. Whatever you want to do, hurry up! "

Ignoring the change of face of the beautiful woman, the fat man still had a rogue face and said with a smile: "Hurry up, slow down, it's only one day anyway, if you hurry up, you can do it more times!" While speaking, he put one of his hands gently on Ander. On Ronnie's breasts, while staring into her eyes, she slowly pressed down. And his other hand slowly penetrated her skirt. Androni closed her eyes in shame and anger, turned her face to one side, and her face gradually turned pale. She bit her lip tightly, and her slender fingers dug deeply into the frozen soil beneath her. But even so, she couldn't control the trembling of her body.

"Your body is still like this!" Fatty said with a smile.

Androni opened her eyes slightly, glanced at Rogge coldly, said nothing, then closed them again. However, her breathing was getting faster and faster, and her body was shaking more and more violently. It seemed that she would soon reach the limit of endurance.

Rogge suddenly stood up, helped Andani up again, and said with a smile: "You have to endure such hardship. I am a kind-hearted person, and I really can't bear it, so I will spare you one more time!" "

Androni was startled, then spat: "Are you kind-hearted? Damn it! If you hadn't used this shameless fighting method, would it have been possible to defeat me? It was the same last time! In short, with your little strength, There’s no way you could win me in a real fight!”

Rogge chuckled, his eyes wandering around her body, and finally landed on her legs. I am so kind, but you don't appreciate it! Well, I haven't seen what your legs look like in a long time. Anyway, the day is long, I can enjoy it. "

Seeing the fat man eagerly approaching, Androni's face turned pale again, and she had to say: "Stay away from me and admit that you are a good person. Is that okay?"

This time Rogge was very cooperative and actually stopped. He looked at Androni and knew that you were unconvinced by the loss, but don't care what methods I used, if you win, it will be true. I can let you go this time, but I can't let you go like this. Starting from today, you have to protect Froya for a month. If you are not convinced, you can challenge me at any time. Our bet remains the same. If you lose once, you can either stay with me for a day or protect Froya for a month. Androni stared at the fat man and said slowly, "Actually, you wanted me to protect Froya from the beginning, right?"

Rogge smiled and let it go. "After that, he cast a flying spell on himself, rose up, and flew towards Richelieu.

Androni stood there quietly, coldly watching Rogge's figure flying away, and suddenly shouted: "Damn fat man! You are such a bastard!"

Roger was flying in the air against the wind. The gorgeous battle just now diluted his depressed mood a little, but that was all. Once he got up to fly, the endless shadow quietly spread from the bottom of his heart.

Hearing Androni's angry cry behind him, Rogge thought with some self-deprecation: "Asshole? Maybe I really am an out-and-out bastard! After struggling for so long, I have nothing to do with myself. Figure it out..."

He didn't understand why he was called a bastard even though he had taken advantage of her this time.

At this time, the magical energy that supported him in flying gradually weakened, and the fat man knew that it was time to add another flying skill to himself. The level of magic like flying can be said to be high or low. It takes a lot of energy to perform an instant, so reciting a very short spell is a good choice.

Rogge uttered a few simple syllables, and the magic power was arranged in a row, and a new flying technique was about to be cast on him. It's a pity that changes always appear just before success. For some reason, a small amount of magic power in the flying magic suddenly became chaotic and escaped his control. Magic control is a very delicate matter, and a slight disharmony can lead to the failure of a magic.

The fat man screamed and fell to the ground. He used all the magic methods he knew in his life in the air, flying spells appeared instantly and even anti-gravity spells were used. However, when any magic was used, there would always be some small mistakes, resulting in The magic failed. In his final moment of despair, he added a magic armor to himself, hoping to alleviate the pain to some extent. Unfortunately, it is not easy to realize such a small wish.

With a plop, the fat man finally landed firmly flat on the ground that had not yet begun to freeze.

A sexy and hoarse familiar voice fell from his head: "What did you do to that girl to make her call you a bastard so angrily?"

Rogge was still dizzy at this moment. He reluctantly raised his head and saw a plain dark gray dress, a pair of long legs with a faint outline, a slim waist and large breasts. This is really a perfect and tempting figure!

It's just that her face is so different, so plain that people can't help but forget it after looking at it.

"It turns out to be the wise Miss Adelenee. I couldn't release the magic just now. Is it your masterpiece?" The fat man said as he finally got up and arranged his clothes calmly. He was unusually thick-skinned, and didn't take the embarrassment just now at all.

"You haven't answered my question yet." Adeleni reminded him with a smile.

Rogge laughed, probably because she accidentally lost the fight, so she felt unconvinced. "

"It's normal for her to lose to you. You must have done something else!" Adeleni said with a half-smile.

"In the name of the dark gods, I did absolutely nothing!" Rogge said solemnly.

Although he had nothing to do with Adeleni, if anything, he should just be wary. But I don’t know why, maybe because of the exchange agreement proposed by Milo, maybe because he always saw the figure of Elesis in her, maybe it was the atmosphere she deliberately created, there always seemed to be something between them. An ambiguous relationship. So Roger instinctively chose an answer that would satisfy any woman.

But Adeleni obviously didn't believe it. She smiled slightly. The dark gods are different from Shiloh or other light gods. They hold grudges and are extremely vengeful. If you swear randomly in their name, you will probably have a bad fate. The worst outcome is that the agents of the gods will come directly to you. "

Rogge was shocked. He was not a big shot. He didn’t deserve such care from the gods, right? "

He looked at Adreni again and said warily: "You are not the agent of some dark god, are you? That must be the case, otherwise how could you be so powerful? At your age on the continent, there are more and more powerful people. I have never seen anyone with the magic power of the Great Mage!"

Adeleni smiled lightly, but she was not qualified to be the agent of the gods. But I do know one such agent. Maybe you'll have a chance to see it soon. I really don't mean any harm, and you don't have to be so wary of me. To put it bluntly, how could you not know my identity as a demon? "

The fat man didn't expect that she would put it on so directly, so he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so he smiled and began to talk about it: "Hey, isn't Milo here? Isn't he always with you?"

"He is reflecting behind closed doors! We don't need to pay attention to him." Adeleni said with a smile. She suddenly walked towards Rogge, until she was in front of Rogge, stretched out her hand and took his hand. He said softly: "I know you are very busy, but can you take some time now to talk to me for a while?"

Rogge smiled bitterly. Can he say no? "

"Of course not."

After a while, the two people appeared on a mountain peak.

Adelaide stands at the top. The strong wind blowing against her face blew her elegant long dress. Looking from behind, it was really touching. She looked around and sighed, it was a beautiful world. "

The terrain around Richelieu is flat. This mountain peak is neither high nor dangerous, looking around. The sky is covered with leaden clouds, the ground is covered with ice and snow, and there is a large dense coniferous forest at the foot of the mountain. The dark green canopy is also depressing. Even Rogge could tell that there was no good scenery no matter where you looked at it.

Adreni seemed to understand what Rogge was thinking, so she said: "If you have been to the Demon Realm and stayed in several major Demon Realms for a period of time, then you will feel that everywhere in this world is... It's so full of life. Where there's life, it's a beautiful place."

"Demon realm?" Rogge heard a new word and immediately asked calmly.

Adeleni seemed not to notice his intentions at all, and explained: "The Demon Realm is some special places in the Mo Realm. The environment there is too harsh even for us demons. How can I put it, the Demon Realm is like The ice ocean or volcanic crater in this world. The five most famous demon realms have their own characteristics, so they often become the training grounds for high-level demons."

Rogge asked again: "Which are the five major demon realms? You are so powerful, you must have practiced in one of the demon realms, right?"

"I chose the Mist Demon Realm. The characteristic there is loneliness. Any demon who enters the Mist Demon Realm will be overwhelmed by the fog containing infinite power and lose all sense of direction and time. There is no way to sense the outside world and you can only see. Go a few meters away from the surroundings. In fact, training in the Mist Demonic Realm is very simple, just walk in, find a way out from the other side, and your strength will naturally increase greatly."

Adeleni said it in an understatement, but Rogge felt horrified when he heard it. He is also an expert in torture and knows that isolating a prisoner in a space with no light, no sound, and nothing is one of the most severe punishments. Few prisoners can survive many days without going crazy.

He took a deep breath and asked: "How big is the Mist Demon Realm?"

Adeleni turned around, looked at Rogge, and said with a smile: "You are very smart, and you know the uniqueness of the Mist Demon Realm so quickly. If measured in this world's measurement units, the Mist Demon Realm should have a radius of Ten thousand kilometers, maybe.”

The fat man took a breath, frowned at Adeleni, and slowly backed away.

Adreni smiled lightly. If she wanted to kill you, she would have killed you long ago. Even the two goddesses behind you may not have time to save you! After all, they have not become gods for a long time, and the existence of the main gods of darkness is probably longer than the history of this plane. "

Rogge was shocked again. He suddenly said: "Are you the one who stole the things?"

"What are you talking about?" Adeleni frowned and asked in confusion: "Stealing your things? Do you have anything worth stealing?"

Rogge thought about it carefully and realized that it was indeed unlikely to be her. Adeleni does not have a single magic item on her body, and her material requirements are obviously extremely low. And it can be seen from her words that she has a close relationship with the dark gods and is not very interested in his divine power of the goddess of nature. "

"Nothing." The fat man smiled.

She also smiled slightly and stopped pursuing the matter.

Adeleni was different from any woman Rogge had ever met in his life. She is like a gentle breeze, blowing quietly by your side. When it's windy. You will feel very comfortable, and when there is no wind, you tend to forget that the wind ever existed. She is tolerant and gentle, but also has an indifference to everything.

The two of them fell into silence and stood in silence at the top of the mountain for a long time. Finally, Adeleni said: "Rogg, what you have done for Elesis has been well known in the devil world. So I will come to you this time, hoping that you can help us. Because we have a common The enemy, he is the general of the demon world. Artest."

"Artest?" Rogge's pupils narrowed sharply. He chanted the name repeatedly, and the past came to his mind like a tide.

An extremely tyrannical being of a generation, highly respected even by Elesis, the powerful mage, and a strong person among the dragon clan. His strength was on par with the Demon Emperor's and he was awarded the title of General. A conspirator lured Elesis into a trap with just one scale. She was finally transformed into a statue of a purgatory angel in the holy flames, and also cut off his dream of the devil world.

This is Rogge's entire impression of Artest.

"I'm just an ordinary human magician. You must have seen clearly what my strength is. Facing an existence like Artest, I don't even have room to intervene." Rogge said calmly.

Adeleni smiled, but the nature of the profiteer has not changed. Want to bargain again. But I don't like this. Artest is our common enemy. He has been busy blocking the passage between the demon world and this plane, so he has no time to trouble you. My condition is very simple, if you do your best to help me. I will also be your most trustworthy ally in the future. It doesn't matter if you don't want to, Miro and I will challenge Artest. Whether it's life or death, just follow the arrangements of the dark gods. "

Rogge had already adapted to her straightforward style, and frowned: "Although there are quite a few strong men around me now, if there is one exception, I will command almost everyone else. How can I help you?"

"Except for the girl who called you a bastard, right? But she is really beautiful." Adreni praised with a smile.

The fat man chuckled and didn't answer.

"It is difficult for her to intervene in this kind of battle. If you want to challenge Artest, you must find a way to persuade the two goddesses behind you. They are a bit fierce, but they are really good to you."

Rogge was silent for a while and suddenly asked: "Listening to your tone, it is actually equivalent to committing suicide for you and Milo to challenge Artest? Why do you insist on challenging him?"

Adreni said calmly: "If the space channel cannot be opened within a certain period of time, then my mission will be considered a failure. The agent I once mentioned will come to this plane in person to meet with Artest Fight to the death. But regardless of victory or defeat, Milo and I will become his slaves from now on. I would rather die fighting than be a slave."

After hearing her bottom line, Rogge suddenly felt an itch in his heart and wanted to take advantage of her. Adeleni's eyes twitched slightly, golden and blue lights glowed, and she looked at Rogge and said, "You'd better not think so wildly."

The fat man was startled, and realized that the woman opposite him was not a weak person, but a terrifying witch who could easily destroy him with a raise of his hand. In this place where there is no help, it is better not to offend her. What's more, after meeting *** once, the last connection between him and *** was also interrupted. From now on, his call will no longer reach the ears of ***, and naturally he can no longer count on *** to help.

Rogge suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and will help you. You know I can't promise anything, but I will try my best. "

"Then it's submitted." Adeleni stretched out her hand and high-fived Rogge.

After this high-five, Rogge realized that her palm was soft and boneless, ice-cold and greasy, and his heart shuddered slightly. As soon as he closed his hands, he wanted to hold her hand, but Adeleni's movement was like a puff of smoke, and she pulled her hand out lightly.

She smiled lightly and said: "Roger, there are so many beautiful women around you, you don't want even one with my appearance, right? You are really not picky about food."

Indeed, almost every part of Adeleni's body can be compared with any peerless beauty if taken individually. Only her face, if we say she is worthy, is really a bit reluctant. The only good thing she can tell is that she looks very majestic.

The fat man smiled and put away his flashy attitude. There is still some time, can you tell me about the devil world, Elesis, and yourself? "

Adeleni gathered her long hair that was a little messy in the wind, and said slowly: "The devil world is very vast. The devil world you mentioned is actually the general name of more than ten different planes. Each plane has I have my own lord. The most powerful of all the lords will become the emperor of the demon world. And inherit the power from the demon god. Elesis and I are both the daughters of the current emperor of the demon world. Speaking of which, she is better than me. A little bigger. But don’t think that the princess of the demon world has a prominent status. The demon world only looks at strength. No matter you are a princess or a prince, if you don’t have extraordinary strength, you will still be looked down upon. What’s more, in the long life of the father, , there are already more than 200 princes and more than 100 princesses. Fortunately, the blood of the demon royal family has always been a symbol of power. With it, you can easily have strong power. Therefore, if those princes and princesses want to have weak power, , it is not easy, and no one has ever embarrassed the royal family. The demon world takes a hundred years as a generation. At that time, among all the demons under the age of 500, Elesis, Milo and I were recognized as geniuses. We all choose different paths of power. But Elesis is the most dazzling one. She combines almost all the brilliance of the demon clan, and her attainments in magic quickly caught up with the elders of the upper demon clan. At that time, She is extremely arrogant. She doesn't take anything seriously at all, and she doesn't even respect the devil. More than a hundred years ago, I lost seventeen times to her, but I never had any regrets about my choice. The road was shaken, so I chose to enter the Mist Demon Realm. When I came out of the Demon Realm and prepared to defeat her, I heard about Artest's betrayal and... her ending."

"Then what is your purpose in coming to this plane? Do you want to conquer it?" Rogge asked with a frown.

Adeleni gave a rare wry smile and sighed: Take refuge. "

"Escape? What's going on?" Rogge was greatly surprised.

"I will naturally tell you when the time is right in the future. But now is not the time. Okay, it's not early now, we should go back. When I find Artest's whereabouts, I will inform you .”

Before Rogge could say anything, Adeleni's eyes flashed and her figure disappeared.

Rogge, full of worries, returned to the mansion and was walking to the study when he suddenly found Hughes enjoying the snow and drinking wine in the garden. The fat man walked over and, without saying a word, got himself a large glass of wine and drank it down in one gulp. After a long time, he breathed out a breath of wine with great satisfaction. Rogge welcomed Hughes' new hobby with both hands. He didn't have much taste in tea, but he could still tell the difference between good and bad wine.

"Elder Hughes, do you think I should help the demons?" Rogge suddenly asked.

Hughes pondered for a moment. Helping others also helps himself. Other times, helping others is hurting yourself. This may be used as a criterion for judgment. As for other considerations, they are often unrealistic. For example, those who believe that demons should be killed off mostly have faith in the gods of heaven. Therefore, your decision should not be influenced by these people, but should only be based on your own actual situation. "

Rogge smiled bitterly and didn't know whether helping the demons would be beneficial to me. But the downside is very clear. I have found myself a very powerful enemy. But my current feeling is that I am inclined to help the demons. I have to admit, Adeleni is really good at persuading people. Elder Hughes, do you think I have any traces of spiritual charm magic? "

Hughes shook his head and said: "You can be called a master of spiritual magic. Since you can't detect whether you have been affected by spiritual charm magic, it is impossible for me to tell. But Adreni, I I have seen it before, and I am inclined to believe that she did not do anything to you. I can only say that she is too convincing. Speaking of which, apart from some shortcomings inherent in the race, these demons can be said to be pretty good. Guy."

Rogge sighed and drank another glass of strong wine, with a hint of drunkenness on his face. He held his forehead and sighed: "I don't know if my decision is right or wrong. But now I have a feeling that I must kill Artest. Why do I always have a lot of things that I have to do now?"

Hughes smiled and said: "That's because your status is different. We all know that the wind in the sky is very strong, but this kind of strong wind can only be felt by towering ancient trees. Those low-growing people living in the shade of ancient trees Shrub. There’s no way to know what it’s like.”

The fat man sighed: "But sometimes I really want to be a shrub."

"If you can put down the many shrubs or grass that are sheltering under your shade, of course there is nothing wrong with doing so." Hughes' words sounded more like a threat than a comfort.

The fat man was silent for a moment, and finally said lonelyly: "Of course I understand. But after agreeing to Adeleni, I still have to find a way to convince those two guys..."

Hughes smiled knowingly, obviously understanding Rogge's troubles. But the old fox just said: "I'm afraid there is no good way. It's not right to surround you with people who are too fierce...powerful...but are they talented women? I'm afraid it would be better to defeat them if you want them to work together." It’s much sleepier! I don’t have any good ideas, so you can handle it yourself. Haha, haha!”

Looking at Hughes who was gloating about his misfortune, the fat man was so angry that his eyes were about to spit out fire. He gritted his teeth and said, "Of course this is difficult, so you'd better go with me."

"Of course not!" Hughes immediately refused: "I have selected twenty elf killers. They are expected to arrive in the provinces of Leyton and Duke Doliac in three days. This matter is of great importance, and I will go there in person. Look. You don’t want the elves to suffer any more damage. I heard that in the past year, the price of a young elf woman with outstanding martial arts skills in the slave market has tripled!"

This hit the fat man immediately. He snorted. His face was ashen and he was speechless for a moment. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said: "You can only take care of one side. Then who will lead the other group of killers?"

"Effier." Hughes said with a smile.

The fat man frowned and said, "Effie? How could he..." He then remembered that wherever Effie goes, her teacher Constantine must be following her. With such a cardinal backing her up, she could indeed run wild.

But the fat man became worried again: "Do you think that Constantine is reliable? He doesn't have any other motives..."

"The Cardinal's character is commendable. At least he shouldn't have any lustful intentions." Hughes pointed out what Rogge was really worried about. But his assurance sounded frivolous. It has no weight at all.

After sending off Hughes, Rogge fell into a frantic work in the next few days. He was completely restless, handling the complicated and complex official affairs one by one.

Every day, ten urgent reports will be sent from the Principality of Are. After Rogge reviews them, they will be assigned to the corresponding subordinates for processing. At this time, all the troops in the Principality of Are are mobilizing. The fortresses on the border are being reinforced, and after the reorganization of the defenders is completed, they are seizing all the time to train.

Various weapons specifically used to defend against orcs have been initially successfully trial-produced, and small batch trials have been carried out. The defenders of a small fortress have even received new weapons. Under Adele's enthusiasm, the entire Arei public security and transportation system operates with amazing efficiency. The Redbud Butterfly shifted the focus of defense of the entire principality based on the already formulated plan. At this moment, the Arei Principality was like an extremely huge beast, slowly turning around and pointing its claws and teeth in the direction of the central mountain range.

Food is a big problem, but it’s not insurmountable. Rogge knew very well what kind of power the Principality of Leyton and Duke Doliac had on hand. This group of selected elf killers are all guarded by strong men, and they are definitely not something their guards can defend. The order given by the fat man to the elf killer was to sneak into the house where the two men were resting every night. No matter who they were, they would kill them whenever they saw them. If they killed enough, they would retreat. This was still the case the next day, until the two began to transport food to the Principality of Are.

The fat man didn't believe that their nerves could survive the terror for several days.

At the same time, Rogge began to secretly send people to sell the jewelry that the elves had accumulated for many years through the empire's public or underground markets, and to purchase high-quality magic raw materials on a large scale. Even if it is temporarily useless, he will buy it and put it away first. Who knows when these ingredients will come in handy.

After work, all the time he had was spent meditating or conducting magic research.

Rogge refused to give himself any space, because as soon as he was free, he would involuntarily return to that dream. He was exhausted physically and mentally, and he really didn't want to go through endless suffering anymore.

In addition, Rogge has written to the emperor, stating the disaster caused by the orcs and asking the empire to send troops to support, but there has been no response. Rogge secretly speculated on the emperor's intentions, and often felt uneasy in his heart. However, the scourge of the orcs was beyond the power of the principality to resist, and the empire had to send troops to suppress it. This political matter, which could be either black or white, was really not suitable to be dealt with alone.

On this evening, a flying horse came to Rogge's mansion and notified the emperor to summon him.

A moment later, Rogge was already standing in the emperor's small study. At this moment, Rogge felt that he had made progress again. As soon as he entered the room, he realized that the entire study was enveloped by a huge and unstoppable dark force.

Everything in the room is dark. The dim, shaking magic gun reflected the emperor's expressionless face flickering in and out. The old butler stood aside, looking lifeless.

On the dark red desk in front of the emperor, there were two identical boxes. The box is carved from precious fragrant wood and decorated with gold-plated patterns. The lock on the lid is made of flame-patterned steel, and the whole body shines with a faint red brilliance.

Rogge stared at the two boxes, and the Emperor stared at him.

He took a step forward and slowly opened the two boxes.

In the box on the left is an ornate scepter. It is made entirely of magical mithril and fine gold wire. The head of the staff is crowned and inlaid with two rows of huge rubies. In the middle of the scepter is a huge transparent crystal. It is pure dirt, rare in both purity and volume. Rogge touched the crystal lightly and immediately knew that it could be filled with multiple powerful magics and was not just a decoration. The handle of the scepter is engraved with inscriptions praising the gods.

In another box, there is a short scimitar. It is equally luxurious and exquisite, and its workmanship is no less than the exquisite products handed down from the elves. Only a few generals with outstanding military exploits in the empire would own this style of scimitar.

"You choose one." The emperor's voice was low and gloomy, like a thick cloud before rain. After a pause, he added: "You can only choose one."

Rogge slowly stretched out his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly, and the old manager opened his dim eyes slightly. Staring at the hand that slowly stretched out.

At this moment, there was only silence in the room.

At this moment, Rogge seemed to see her standing in nothingness again, enduring the eternal loneliness alone.

He sighed softly and finally lowered his hand. (Quanben Novel Website www.QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO.com)