Blasphemy

Chapter 264: Ten dreams account for everything

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When Rogge returned to Oceania again, the southern front had become noisy again. wwW.QuAnBen-XIaoShuo.coM At this time, the Holy Agreement has been basically completed. Including the two major empires of Asrophek Empire and Dro Empire, a total of twenty-six countries on the continent have joined the Holy Agreement and agreed to jointly deal with it. The Duchy of Bavaria fights against the Church of Light. This is also the largest anti-church alliance on the continent in the hundreds of years since the founding of the Church of Light.

Not long ago, there were rumors that the Crown Prince of the Austro-Hungarian Empire secretly arrived in Lille, the capital of the Principality of Bavaria, and envoys from six or seven small countries also arrived in Lille.

On the day Rogge stepped into Oceania, under the auspices of the Pope, the Crown Prince of the Austro-Hungarian Empire and the Grand Duchess Catherine of Bavaria formally signed the Declaration of Alliance in St. James Cathedral, agreeing to jointly fight against the heretics. The Declaration was also signed by less than ten vassals of the Austro-Hungarian Empire.

As opposed to the Holy Agreement, this alliance is called the Holy Alliance.

At this point, the two major war groups of the North and the South were formally formed, and an unprecedented human civil war began. As if aware of the turmoil within the human race, countless foreign countries around the continent have also risen in rebellion, especially those races that have had thousands of years of incomprehensible hatred with the human race. Among them are a large number of alien empires such as orcs and dwarves, as well as frost giants, a race with extremely powerful individual strength. Even the dark creatures hiding in the underground abyss are ready to move, hoping to fish in troubled waters, more or less Get some benefits.

Now that the camps of both sides have been clarified, they are at the junction of the southern border fronts of the Dro Empire. The battle became fierce again, and the scale quickly escalated. War breaks out one after another, and the number of deaths is also rising. But this is still just a tentative battle. Both sides are willing to accept the current war zone and will not easily step outside the zone.

However, both camps are accumulating strength and mobilizing troops for the upcoming war. The war machines of almost every country are running at high speed. Even the few countries that remain neutral for the time being have begun to mobilize all the forces they can in order to be prepared for emergencies. These countries know that it is uncomfortable to be caught between two camps. If the commander of any camp suddenly becomes obsessed with it and attacks with troops, it will be a disaster for the country.

The beautiful Oceania has been completely transformed into a war machine integrating barracks, workshops, hospitals and magic bases. The beautiful scenery of the past is no longer there. There is no other color in the world except the black of armor and the white of swords. As Rogge's carriage traveled along, all he could see were groups of soldiers, the deafening sound of forging iron, towers flashing with magical light from time to time, and carriages transporting war supplies.

This time Rogge was riding in an ordinary carriage without any markings. Otherwise, once someone recognizes his identity, the fanatical believers will definitely make it difficult for him to do so. Rogge's carriage quietly drove into the side entrance of the Church's Ice Wind Temple. Although Sophieland Palace is luxurious, it is inconvenient after all. The fat man has many secrets that cannot be known to the Dro Emperor family. Because as soon as the Icewind Grand Temple is deployed. Roger moved in immediately.

Miró is indeed versatile. Under his uncanny workmanship, the seemingly normal Ice Wind Temple has become a magical fortress comparable to iron and copper walls. The second half of the hall has been completely remodeled by him using demonic architecture. Adelene, who is proficient in space structure, has set up multiple portals and traps in the temple.

The back of the Ice Wind Temple is a restricted area with only one portal for entry and exit. Only a very small number of people are qualified to enter this area, so the entire back of the hall is quiet and almost no one can be seen. Rogge quickly walked through the complicated corridors and returned to his magic laboratory. He carefully closed the door. After passing through several more portals, Fatty finally entered a small room in the innermost part.

As soon as the door opened, bursts of hoarse roars of extreme pain came from the room, and the screams were mixed with intermittent sobs. Roger showed a satisfied smile. Standing in front of the magic experiment table.

There is a crystal tray placed on the experimental table, which is half full of deep purple liquid. The dancing crystal light reflects the deep purple, revealing a strange feeling. **The head of the orc high priest Ogenheiler stands in the neutral position. It seems that because it has been soaked for too long, the green color of the high priest's skin has become extremely pale and is almost invisible. There are several thin metal poles standing around the crystal tray, and the pole heads will emit a bolt of lightning from time to time, hitting the head on the tray. Every time he was hit by lightning, Ogenheller would fall into a state of almost crazy pain, and his entire face would become horribly distorted. After the pain subsides a little, a new bolt of lightning will strike.

In front of Augenheile, there was a piece of earthy yellow crystal erected, and two thin rays of light connected the crystal with the eyes of the high priest. When the thread is thin, it is like a sharp string, vibrating endlessly. At this time, countless pictures will emerge and disappear in the crystal like bubbles.

Rogge took the crystal and used his mental power to explore the memory information of Augenheller recorded in the crystal.

The unbearable pain has tortured the orc high priest to the point of unconsciousness, and the memories of the past unconsciously emerge from the deepest part of his soul, and will then be recorded in the crystal. In order to record the memory of Ogen Heller, Rogge reluctantly used a piece of broken crystal left by the Earth Prophet.

Rogge waved his hand, and the lightning that tortured Ogenheiler disappeared. After the pain slowly subsided, the orc high priest finally regained his consciousness. He saw Rogge and the crystal in Rogge's hand. Annoyance and self-blame quickly filled the tortured face.

Rogge sat down in front of Augenheller and said slowly: "You don't have to blame yourself too much. So far, no one has been able to withstand the torment of the soul without revealing a little secret. It's only because you have enough will. Be strong, this never-ending pain is enough to shatter your sanity and make you subconsciously tell everything you know."

While flipping through the memories in the crystal, he chatted casually with the high priest.

Augenheller was born in a strange orc tribe in the central mountains. This tribe is far more powerful than other orc tribes. It's just that Augen Heller is different from other orcs. His mother is a wanderer in the mountains. Elf captured by orcs. The blood of elves makes Ogenheiler physically weaker than other orcs, but it also brings him wisdom far beyond that of his kin.

Life for the orcs in the Central Mountains is extremely difficult. Every year, a large number of little orcs die of hunger and cold. This is nothing in the eyes of other orcs. They will only take it for granted. It is the dark god's method of selecting strong orcs. But Augen Heller is different. He has wisdom. He yearns for the happy life in the era of the powerful orc empire in the orc legend.

On that fate-changing day, a boulder on the tribe's sacred mountain suddenly came to life, becoming the prophet of the earth.

The Earth Prophet guided the orcs to realize that the dark gods despised them, and brought the brilliance and powerful magical power of the beast gods. Ogenheile is different because of his elven blood. He became the fastest among the orcs to master magical power, and thus became the high priest of the entire orc empire.

In the days that followed, the Earth Prophet tried to guide the wisdom of the orcs. Multiple intelligent races were used to mix with the orcs, and many strange new species were produced. Most of these species were failures, but there were a few successful examples, some of which gradually evolved and eventually became the war beasts of the orcs. At the same time, the Earth Prophet also brought smelting, forging and other aspects of knowledge to the orcs, laying a solid foundation for the establishment of the orc empire.

The Earth Prophet is always asleep. The condition for awakening it is the souls of at least a hundred elite orcs.

After more than ten years of secret exhibition. Ogen Heller finally found out that he wanted to enlighten the wisdom of the orcs. Only mixing with elves is the easiest to succeed. The Earth Prophet also helped the high priest to directly listen to the oracle of the beast god, thereby mastering the magic array of soul manipulation. This magic circle can extract the power of the soul of an intelligent race individual, and use it as a secondary priority to unlock wisdom for the orcs. If wisdom can be measured, then the improved wisdom of the orcs is far less than the original wisdom of those intelligent races, but after the soul has been extracted from power. Those races will then become walking zombies with only biological instincts.

The ferocity and cruelty of this method did not deter Ogenheller. After decades of secret development, the Orc Prime has finally gained enough power to carry out its plan to unlock intelligence. At this moment, the only thing lacking in Ogenheller's grand plan to completely unlock the wisdom of the entire race of orcs is a large number of intelligent races.

See here. Rogge sighed secretly. He looked at the orc priest with only his head left, and felt quite complicated.

Augenheile had no spouse or offspring in his life. He had devoted all his time to the beast god and the future of the orcs. To a certain extent, his paranoia and beliefs are actually very similar to Rogge.

The fat man shook his head and looked through his memories again. This time, he focused all his attention on the rituals of sacrificing the beast god, listening to the beast god's oracles, incantations, and the souls when the spirit of the great sacrifice came into contact with the beast god's consciousness. Vibration on.

After an unknown amount of time, Rogge finally stood up and said to the high priest: "You are not wrong, and the elves are not wrong either. The only thing wrong is the beast god who encouraged you to change the current order. In fact, she has another name. That is Nature Goddess. Thank you for telling me so much, especially the sacrificial rituals and the feeling of listening to the oracle. These are priceless secrets. As a thank you, I will let you bear the baptism of electric fire forever,"

After that, Rogge restarted the magic circle, and the electric fire began to burn the soul of the high priest again. The fat man walked out of the room, closed the door, and shut Ogenheller's screams behind the door forever.

Roger walked quickly to the meditation room. Ogenheller's memory provided him with most of the news about the goddess of nature, and he urgently needed time to digest it.

When Rogge walked out of the meditation room again, it was seven days later.

Seven days is enough time for many major things to happen. The most important thing among them is that Emperor Feuerbach finally led the Imperial Guards into the Dro Empire to fight with Alexander and Pompey. Now Asrofic's army in the Dro Empire has exceeded 400,000, far exceeding the number agreed upon by the Holy Agreement. But at this moment, how could Emperor Dro dare to say anything more

As soon as Emperor Feuerbach settled down, he immediately sent an envoy to summon Rogge to meet him.

When Rogge arrived at the Imperial Army's station after a long journey from Osignia, the old manager Sara Winge had been waiting for him for a long time. Under the guidance of the old steward, Rogge entered the temporary palace built specifically for Emperor Feuerbach. Androni, who came with him, was not allowed to enter the imperial palace. You can only wait at the door.

As soon as he stepped into the palace gate, Rogge was greatly surprised and stopped involuntarily.

Inside and outside the gate, there are two completely different worlds. It was now noon, and the bright sun was hanging high in the sky. The dazzling halo spread out in circles, emitting blazing sunlight and baking the world outside the door. However, there is only one door across the palace. It exudes a gloomy, damp atmosphere, and large masses of darkness are like substance, pouring out from every corner from time to time. Fill every inch of space here.

The door of the palace is open to the ground, but the sunlight outside the door cannot shine into the world inside at all!

In this gloomy world, Rogge suddenly felt dizzy, his hands and feet were weak, and he fell to the ground. He was taken aback and immediately gathered his mental strength to try to stabilize his body. But the faint silver light in his eyes was extremely conspicuous here, like a pool of blood in the sea. It attracted all the darkness that wandered around like evil sharks.

These darknesses contain incredible power, and they completely ignore Rogge's physical existence. Directly invading Rogge's spiritual world, like waves of black waves, repeatedly washing away his soul!

Rogge burst out with a painful roar, and silver flames burst out all over his body. As soon as the bursts of light and rain flashed, they were immediately drowned by darkness, and even the crackling sound had not had time to sound. Before the pressure of darkness. He felt like an insignificant ant trying to move away a huge boulder that was pressing on him!

The feeling at that moment was so powerless.

At this moment, the pressure on Rogge suddenly lightened. Sarah Winger's feeble voice sounded in his ears: "Lord Rogge, this is now the domain of the Dark God. All resistance you make now is disrespectful to the Dark God. Relax and let the darkness pass through your soul. You will find that the Lord of Darkness is actually very tolerant!"

Rogge had no other choice but to give up resistance. Sure enough, the darkness that contained a mountain of pressure just now suddenly turned into wisps of gentle breeze, gently brushing Rogge's soul, and then flew away.

In just an instant, the fat man was sweating profusely, his whole body was weak, and he felt like he was about to collapse. He took a deep breath and finally stood firm.

Sarah Winger nodded and praised: "Lord Rogge's understanding of the nature of the plane and the realm of the gods is indeed extraordinary. It seems that the goddess Audreyh is really far-sighted and has chosen you as her role here. A one-dimensional agent. It’s no wonder she was able to make such a big leap in her godhood in such a short period of time.”

Rogge was taken aback. He absolutely did not want to attract the attention of Sarawenge and the Emperor to his power, so he immediately said humbly: "Lord Sarawenge, you are really too praiseworthy. My magic power and your power It’s not worth mentioning in comparison.”

Sarah Winger smiled, and that dry laughter made the fat man’s hair stand on end.

He glanced at the plate and said meaningfully: "Absolute power is not the most important thing. I think you must have understood this truth. Come with me, don't let the emperor wait too long."

This time Sarawenge led Rogge into, not the emperor's study, but a sacrificial room. In the center of the room, there was an altar entirely carved from black jade, with an erratic darkness above the altar. Rogge immediately sensed that the aura contained in this darkness was completely consistent with the darkness that almost destroyed his spirit just now. The only difference was that the power represented by this selfish and weak darkness was much greater than the darkness in the palace. Tens of millions of times.

If the darkness that almost made Rogge unable to resist was a drop of water, then the darkness on the altar was a boundless ocean!

"Don't be surprised, what you sense is the power of the great Lord of Darkness! We should be humble in front of the Lord of Darkness." The emperor's voice came from Rogge Deep.

Rogge then withdrew his gaze from the darkness, turned around, knelt down, and saluted Emperor Feuerbach who was limping into the room.

The emperor waved his hand and knelt down. In this room, there is no difference between you and me. We are all just insignificant servants in front of the Lord of Darkness! ",

The emperor stood in front of the altar. Staring at the flowing darkness. Rogge was secretly confused. According to his understanding of various religions, Emperor Feuerbach's behavior at this moment can be said to be extremely disrespectful to the Lord of Darkness.

Feuerbach seemed to know what Rogge was thinking, he smiled lowly, turned around and said: "Rogge, the Lord of Darkness is extremely tolerant. He doesn't care whether we abide by the red tape of those sacrifices. As long as we have it in our hearts It is enough to have true faith. I came to you this time to explain something to you before the war begins. Just seeing that you no longer care about the size of absolute power, you can know how much you care about the Kingdom of God. The understanding is getting deeper and deeper. Knowing this will help you a little bit,"

Rogge was shocked again, sweat rolling down his face. It can be said that all his understanding of the divine realm comes from the Book of Silo. And it's just understanding. Why do the emperor and the old manager know almost everything about him? Fatty didn't know if they knew that they had read the Book of Heroes. If they did, it wouldn't be good. Thousands of years ago, all records classified Hero, the great elf of war, among the gods of light. Fatty knew without thinking that the relationship between Shiloh and the Dark God whom the Great Emperor believed in was definitely not much better.

The emperor will be frightened when he smiles. I don't have the ability to see through your power and substance. It is the omniscient eyes of the Lord of Darkness that have penetrated your secrets. The Lord of Darkness has just sent down an oracle. He has decided to join forces with Odaireh, whom you believe in, to fight against the heavens. As for the troubles Audaireh encountered, since they have been noticed by the Lord God, all the troubles will no longer be troubles. "

Emperor Feuerbach's words were too sensational, completely shattering Rogge's always proud calmness and self-possession. At this time, Rogge felt his mind was in chaos and could only say yes again and again. But what the emperor said later suddenly touched his nerves. Rogge immediately asked nervously: "The goddess Odeleh is in crisis? What kind of crisis is it? Does the great dark god have an oracle?"

The Great Emperor shook his head. Now that the Lord of Darkness has decided to solve the crisis for Audreyh, then why worry? "

But how could Rogge not worry? But now that the emperor has said so, he can no longer continue to ask.

However, Rogge remembered something again and asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, should the Holy Church allow believers to worship the Dark God at the same time in the future? If necessary, how can I guide the power of faith to the Dark God?"

Feuerbach said: "Now it's time to tell you something. As you can see, behind the Asrophek Empire is Barsarod Demogorgon, one of the great dark gods! Rogge , you have a pair of eyes that can see the realm of gods, and you must have deeply felt the indescribable power of the Lord of Darkness just now. In fact, wherever the great Basalodimo Gaoden entity steps, it will automatically transform into the Lord of Darkness. The transition! The power of darkness he possesses comes from nothingness and is endless and endless, so there is no need for the power of faith at all. Continue to let your believers worship Audreyh, and expand the number of believers as soon as possible. This This is what the Lord of Darkness asks of you."

The Great Emperor walked up to Rogge and patted him heavily on the shoulder. The Lord of Darkness also had an oracle. When the decisive battle day comes, at the cost of one million devout souls, a bridge to the source of darkness will be built. At that time, his clone appeared directly in this plane! I think you understand what this means, so go ahead and do it, the Lord of Darkness is with us! "

It was the first time since Rogge ascended to the papacy that he was in such an agitated mood that he didn't even know how he returned to Oceania.

On the day of the decisive battle between the two armies, if the clone of the Lord of Darkness, Bartharo Demogor, appears directly in this plane, what does that mean

Perhaps for the first time, Rogge saw a glimmer of light in the vast darkness.

Feuerbach actually confirmed something that he had been worried about, that is, the Communist Party was indeed in crisis all the time. Rogge knew something about the Divine Realm, but he still knew nothing about the crisis that the already-deified god encountered. But the Great Emperor was right. When the Lord of Darkness looked at the top four of the god, all The crisis will no longer be a crisis.

When he stepped into the Golden Ice Wind Temple, Rogge calmed down his agitated mood slightly, calmed down again, and began to review the current situation. After thinking about it again and again. Roger finally decided to do something big. He was originally a gambler who would take a big gamble when he saw it right, but the chips in his hand were too small and he couldn't afford to lose, so he lived cautiously. But now that we have found the main backer of the Lord of Darkness, Barcarodismo, if we don't seize the opportunity to fight hard, the opportunity will never come again once it's gone.

The big thing right now is the number of believers. Although the emperor himself did not make it clear, the millions of victims and the power of faith that provided the body would obviously fall on the believers of the Holy Church.

Rogge stood in the lobby of the Icewind Temple. Looking at the statue of a girl standing on the altar, he remained silent for a long time. At this moment, he made up his mind again. Whether it is deception, abduction, or threats and inducements, he will draw more people into the Holy Church and transform them into Christian believers.

Seeing the Pope standing quietly in front of the statue of the goddess, all the high-ranking clergy in the Ice Wind Temple ran over, quietly waiting for his instructions.

Finally, Rogge waved, and several cardinals immediately surrounded him. Respectfully waiting for Rogge's instructions.

Rogge casually assigned several tasks, although his tone was very calm. However, the content of those tasks made these cardinals feel secretly chilly. However, they didn't dare to say much, so they had to work separately.

Rogge stood in front of the statue of the goddess for a while before entering the back of the temple.

In the empty meditation room, Rogge could not calm down no matter what. In desperation, he had no choice but to leave the room and go straight to Hughes' room. Do not know why. Rogge always felt uneasy if he didn't discuss it with the old fox.

The space in the back half of the Ice Wind Temple appears to be much wider on the surface, so Hughes' residence is also extremely spacious. The large living room alone is more than ten meters square.

Hughes seemed to have nothing to do all day. As long as Rogge goes to see him, he will definitely be drinking tea in the room. In the other corner of the living room, Eiffel stood in front of a large table with a small file in her hand, smashing the dozens of gems spread out on the table one by one.

As soon as Rogge saw him, he knew that he must be practicing prophecy. It's just that Eiffel's prophecy technique is different from that used by anyone else, and the magic props used to activate the language technique are also all kinds of strange. From the few times Rogge has seen it, the magic materials she uses are never the same. The sacred code that Constantine gave to Eiffel had already been secretly copied by Fatty, so Rogge was very clear about the principles and release of prophecy.

It's just that Fatty himself doesn't have any faith. Even towards the goddess Audreyhe, his disrespect is absolutely dominant. Therefore, even though Fatty's magic control was superb, there was no way to release the prophecy.

But according to the sacred code, Eiffel's prophecy is just nonsense, and it stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible to succeed. However, her predictions have an astonishingly high success rate, and almost every prediction has a response. However, perhaps because her spellcasting process was messy, most of the results of the predicted responses were inexplicable.

Every time he sees Eiffel, Roger always feels a little relaxed in his heart. He smiled, sat in front of Hughes, and as usual, reached out to serve tea. It's just that the teacup in his hand was empty, with nothing in it. The fat man raised his head and looked thoughtfully at the tea cup with steaming steam and refreshing fragrance in Hughes' hand.

Hughes drank all the tea in his hand, then smiled and said: "Master Rogge, what do you want from me?"

Rogge pondered for a moment, and finally told the story about the Lord of Darkness, Basaro Demogorgon. This time, Hughes's face became unusually solemn and he asked: "Did you sense the aura of the Lord of Darkness? How did you feel at that time?"

Rogge was in a trance for a while, recalling the thrilling moment when he touched the power of the Lord of Darkness.

"That is the sea, the sea of endless coasts."

Hughes thought for a long time and then said slowly: "Lord Rogge, in the era of the Elf Empire, there were many great elf kings who touched the realms of the gods. They left many records about the realms of the gods. One of them especially mentioned the darkness. Chapter of the Lord God. In this plane, very few people can sense the existence of the dark gods. According to the analysis of the elf master Banks, this is because most of the dark gods do not need the power of faith, so they are not in our position. Because of the search for an agent. There has never been a record of what kind of god Bartharodismo is, but if what Emperor Feuerbach said is true, his existence alone is enough to transform a plane into a dark plane. Then he should belong to the main god, and the arrival of his clone can completely determine the outcome of the entire war. After all, according to the history books of the Elf Empire, there has never been an existence in this plane that can directly confront the main god's clone."

Rogge was determined and said happily: "It's just a million souls. This matter is easy to handle! If I can make the clone of the Lord of Darkness come, then what do I have to fear! Of course I just go ahead and do it!"

Hughes thought for a moment, Master Ge, the great Odaireh is very fond of you, but can you let her help you snatch this tea cup away from me? "

Rogge was startled and replied: "It's such a boring little thing, even if I insist on it, how could she do such a thing?"

Hughes said: "That's it. Master Rogge, the power of the Lord God is beyond our ability to predict. This war is the most important event in the eyes of any country, and even a major event in the entire plane. But who can guarantee that our plane is very important in the eyes of the Lord God? What we think is a big thing may be a trivial and boring thing in the eyes of the Lord God of Darkness. In fact, just like the king of a country will not pay attention to small things. Just like fighting in the countryside, I think the more powerful a god is, the less important we are in his eyes. So Lord Rogge, you cannot place all your hopes on the Lord of Darkness. The power is in your own hands. That’s the strength we can truly rely on.”

Rogge nodded and understood. By the way, Elder Hughes, do you know where Adelene is? "

"I saw her early this morning. She seemed to have left the temple with Milo. As for what she was doing, I don't know."

Rogge frowned and said nothing.

That day, he had a deep talk with several powerful men and asked them to obey his command. As long as he won this war, everything in the future would be easy. Everyone agreed at the time, but the result was still the same as before. For example, Adreni and Milo left without authorization, without knowing where they were or what they were doing, and Rogge had no way to contact them. If something happens at this time, how can we count on them

Rogge snorted, stood up, and was about to leave. He already knew that it would be impossible to make these strong men obey orders honestly. But the fat man had another way. He was determined to find some work for these idle strong men, something that would give them a headache and make them cooperate obediently.

The fat man had just taken two steps, and at this moment, Effie smashed the last gem. She looked at the flames that expanded in an instant, then suddenly raised her head and stared at Rogge, her clear eyes shining.

Rogge felt like a thorn in his back when she saw him, and he felt uncomfortable all over. But he cleared his throat and said tentatively: "Effier, you..."

Before she finished speaking, Eiffel asked quickly: "Master God Envoy, are you busy now?"

Rogge was stunned for a moment. "After a pause, he continued: "You're not particularly busy, you..."

Eiffel interrupted him again. Just give me thirty minutes. "

Rogge asked doubtfully: "Thirty minutes is no problem, but Eiffel, are you okay?"

Eiffel rushed over, hugged Rogge, and walked straight into the room. As she walked, she said: "I haven't done the work you gave me for a long time. I will make up for it now!"

Thirty minutes is very short. But it's also very long. Fat people have a unique system. He now has complete control over almost every part of his body. He can both resolve a fight within a minute. It can also be used across the battlefield. Fight a hundred battles without stopping.

According to the standards of an ordinary human being. As long as the fat man thinks. Then he is an almost invincible stallion. It's just that the intensity of these thirty minutes was completely beyond Fatty's imagination. Maybe it’s really because we haven’t been intimate for so long. Eiffel is like a wild horse running wild. It is also like a huge tornado sweeping through the grassland in summer. Don't listen and crush the fat man hard. It seemed that he was vowing to squeeze out the last bit of essence from his body.

Fatty can be said to have rich experience when it comes to women. But Eiffel is different. Although she talks about appearance. In terms of stature, it is not as good as Papilion Butterfly. Froya is so beautiful, but her fiery emotions coming from the deepest part of her soul are simply irresistible!

It was like a huge surge of lava. All the fat man's defenses were shattered in an instant. She moaned every time. Every twist. Every note of grinding. They all blew the flames in Rogge's body even more wildly.

thirty minutes.

No tricks. There is no control. Some are just the most primitive instincts. And the desire to be burned out by the prairie fire.

When the flame of instinct goes out. Fatty even felt a little dizzy. Eiffel was sweating like rain. It seemed as if all the bones in his body had been removed. He could only lie softly on Rogge. She reluctantly raised her head. Looked at Roger steadily. There was a rare trace of thoughts that were too thick to be resolved in his clear, watery eyes.

Rogge stroked her pale golden hair. This show has already been wet with sweat. Stick to her skin. Witness the madness that just passed.

"What's the matter? Eiffel?" Rogge asked with a smile. He always felt that this seemed ordinary. In fact, there are too many things hidden under the clear eyes of the maverick elf girl.

"It's nothing. I just want to see you." Eiffel said softly.

This moment holding Eiffel. Roger felt his whole body relax. The fatigue that had been suppressed for so long surged up in my heart. He yawned involuntarily and said, "What do I have to see? Okay. Let's take a nap."

Eiffel didn't answer.

Roger looked down. Seeing this elf girl put her head on his chest. Already fallen asleep. He couldn't help but smile.

At this time, fatigue was rising. The fat man also fell asleep.

Under night. The deep and long central mountain range is like a giant dragon. The huge body snakes across the vast land.

On the top of a dangerous mountain. Adeleni emitted a thin black flame from each of her ten fingers, burning magical symbols on the flat rock. This mountain is very strange.

The top of the peak is a large platform as smooth as a mirror. It was as if someone had cut it into pieces with a giant blade.

Above the dangerous peak. Wella, dressed in demon lotus, stood in the air. Silently watching Adelene. Occasionally. There would be a gleam in his eyes. Then report a new set of coordinates.

Adelene will adjust the magic circle accordingly. At the corner of the peak. Milo is leaning next to his giant hammer. Nothing to do. He looked at Adelene. But the corner of his eye would always drift towards Wella in the air involuntarily. Milo still looked calm and chic. But his smile always makes people feel a little unnatural. One hand even subconsciously refused to leave the handle of the giant hammer.

"I heard that the reputation of the demon clan has never been very good. But after killing the demon dragon Artest this time, you'd better believe in your promise. Otherwise, even if you hide back to the demon world this time, I still have a way to make you pay. It's a sufficient price." Wella said coldly.

Adelene glanced up at Wella. The threat with a gentle smile was very empty! If we fail to fulfill our promise and are lured back to the Demon Realm, can you really go to the Demon Realm to hunt us down? Actually. Speaking of credibility. How do I feel about the credibility of our demon clan? No matter what, it won't be worse than heaven? ".

Wella's face turned cold. He said coldly: "If I go to the demon world to kill a few demons, I'm afraid no one will stop me."

Intentionally or unintentionally. Wella ignored this issue of credibility in the heavenly realm. However, Adelene did not seriously argue with her. Just said: "Although our demon clan is not strong enough. But if we want to stop you, there are still a few guys who have this ability, but the problem is not here. The problem is that there are many more guests in the demon world. Although I don't know your In the past, but judging from your strength attributes alone, I think you definitely don’t want to see those guests."

Wella snorted and didn't say anything else. She just stared at Adelene.

The peak fell into silence for a moment, with only the howling wind blowing by.

Milo, who was leaning on the giant hammer, suddenly felt that the anger at the peak was extremely solemn. Depressed. It just drives people crazy. Wella in the air and Adelene's Spike on the ground. There seemed to be waves of extremely powerful undercurrents swirling around. Those undercurrents are not fighting spirit. Nor is it magic. They do not exist as energy at all. But Milo knew it clearly. These undercurrents do exist

It's just that the way of existence is not something he can understand.

Two extremely powerful women are in another battlefield. He was fighting in a way that Milo couldn't understand. All the time. Milo thought that he was only slightly inferior to Adelene in terms of strength. But now he suddenly had a feeling. Although the gap between the two sides in terms of absolute strength is indeed not big. But if there is a real duel. He will definitely not be Adelene's opponent. Not only will he lose. And it will fail miserably.

Hundreds of years ago. Milo and Adelene had dueled several times. At that time, there was victory and defeat for each other. But in these more than a hundred years. Milo was distracted. Life often. Show mercy everywhere. And Adelene endured thousands of years of loneliness in the magical realm of mist.

One hundred years later. Milo suddenly woke up. The gap between the two sides is irreparable.

At this time, Adelene finished carving the last magic symbol. Stand up straight. She looked up at Wella for so long. Did you see anything? "

Wei Na said: "Of course there is. Judging from your past, you have already given up everything else in pursuit of strength! Even now, there is nothing else in your heart except strength. But who is Luojia? "

As soon as Wei Na said this. Not only Adelene, but also Milo was shocked. Adelene arrived immediately: "How do you know that Luojia can read my memory?"

Wella snorted coldly. no answer.

Adelene looked at Wella. Suddenly he smiled. It's a little weird to close up the long hair that is slightly messy due to the wind, okay. There is nothing to hide from you.

The Lorgar you see is the agent of the great demon in the demon world. Now that you already know about Lorgar's existence. Then you must know who the guests I am referring to are. Do you still want to go to the demon world to chase me

And are you relieved now? Now that you've read my memory. Naturally, you will know that my reputation cannot be better, at least it is much better than Milo over there. "

Milo snorted. Looked aside. Just did not hear what she was saying at all.

"Okay. The time is up. It's time for us to go out." Adeleni popped up hundreds of flames composed of pure magical energy. Ignite the earthly demon talismans in the magic circle one by one. Wisps of powerful magic began to tear apart the space. The airflow around him began to become chaotic. Strange air vortices appeared and disappeared above the magic circle. In the blink of an eye, a space gap opened above the magic array. Then the powerful energy of the magic circle stabilized the entire space structure. Finally, a space door was constructed.

At the moment of leading across the golden space. Adelene suddenly turned around. Xiang Wei Na smiled meaningfully. Then a mental wave that only the two of them knew existed quietly spread to Wella's heart.

"If I can snatch him away with my appearance..."

There is a gleam of light looming at the tip of the Dragon Soul Battle Spear. Just now. Adeleni's next mental wave happened to come: "... I knew then. You would probably stab me to death with one shot."

The Dragon Soul War Gun immediately returned to its original appearance.

Wella's face was as cold as ice, and she didn't even enter Adelene's portal. Instead, it disappeared directly into the air.

If it's on a big dangerous peak. Milo was the only one leaning against the head of the giant hammer, dazed in the cold wind. It wasn't until the space door began to become unstable that he shook his head and dragged the hammer backwards towards the space door.

Milo is an extremely rare and affectionate person among the demon clan. As for showing mercy everywhere. That is the nature of demons. Demons who worship power. Both Wella and Adelene were originally enough to make the male surrender and even drive Milo crazy, but from the beginning. The person Milo was crazy about was Froya. Not only did he have no admiration for these two terrifying women, he only had caution and fear.

In fact, there is no other reason. Their strength and personality are so strong.

with them. It is destined to be an emotional game that walks on the razor's edge. Games like this are not fun. Space Gate is finally gone. The wind on the dangerous peak suddenly became stronger. The wind howled and tore at the smooth cover. It won't take long. The mountain, which was completely flattened by manpower, will regain its rugged appearance.

dark.

Absolute darkness.

Roger was looking around blankly. But nothing can be seen. He reached out and touched. But everything was empty. Nothing at all. He squatted down. Touching the ground beneath your feet. The ground is soft. It feels sticky and sticky

There seems to be semi-solidified liquid slowly flowing. His fingertips also encountered small, smooth and soft pieces.

There isn't any light here. Rogge's mental energy was also empty. So he had no way of telling what these fragments were. But his sense of smell was still there. I just feel that this strange space is filled with a strong stench and blood that cannot be resolved. It just made him wonder. Occasionally. The wind will also send a wisp of beauty that will cheer him up. The aroma seemed familiar. Roger always felt that he had smelled it there. But no matter what he thinks. Can't remember either

At this time, a light suddenly appeared in the distance. Roger hesitated. But it seems that there is the only way to unlock the secrets of this dark space. He finally walked towards the light.

Rogge was a little suspicious at first that this was the domain of the Dark God. Even the country of Barca Rodimo high heels. But he immediately knew it wasn't. The aura here was completely different from the aura of the Dark God he sensed.

There is too much blood and other smells here. The kingdom of the Lord of Darkness is only darkness and nothingness.

Rogge stumbled along the way. The soft ground made walking very difficult. The large soft objects that appeared from time to time made Rogge give up his attempt to run.

I don’t know how long I’ve been gone. Roger finally came to get some light. That is a gem of a lesson floating in the darkness. His soft glow was very strange. Can be seen by Rogge. But it doesn't seem to illuminate the surrounding space at all. It is more like a beacon that guides the way.

Roger reached out hesitantly. Trying to get this gem off. Just when his fingertips touched the gem. All the scenery in front of me is changing in an instant.

The tip of the moment. Rogge found himself in a huge war!

The sky is dark red. It was as if blood was flowing behind the thick clouds and turned into a vast ocean. In the crazy rolling clouds. From time to time, extremely thick lightning of various colors will strike. At the tip of lightning. Occasionally, thick pillars of holy light wrapped with petals and light ribbons would fall down.

The earth is various shades of black. Several large rivers meander across the land. It’s just that the waves rushing in the river are blue and purple.

On the distant horizon. A towering mountain peak can be seen in the distance. This mountain gives people a different feeling. It looks like a giant with a life of its own. With the sky above your head and your feet on the earth, you are high above.

Looking down at the humble beings flying and hovering on the ground or low in the sky.

Its whole body is as crystal clear as jade, and it appears to be soft and gentle from time to time. But it's actually a milky white light as sharp as a sword. The milky white brilliance exudes a rich sacred atmosphere all the time. And it formed an extremely spectacular pillar of holy light. The broken one only connects the heaven and the earth.

And broke through the thick red clouds in the sky. The red and black space was torn apart. Go through the air.

This is an extremely vast battlefield. It is also an extremely brutal battlefield!

Countless strange races are surging on the ground. They are running across the land with strange weapons that Rogge has never seen before! Among these races, there are terrifying creatures that are tens of meters tall and have seven giant giants of different shapes on their huge bodies. There are countless abnormal warriors who are short in stature but extremely ferocious.

Viewed from Roger's perspective and distance. This time the soldiers were as small as ants. They roared with battle roars. Swarming forward. Don't look at this warrior's small body. And the individual combat effectiveness is not very good. But their roar was unexpectedly loud.

And because there are too many. And that strange, unique roar was simply earth-shattering! , even the roar of the seven-headed giant beast was suppressed.

On this battlefield. There are more than a million soldiers fighting bravely, not just on the ground. There were also groups of tens of thousands of black shadows flying in the sky. They looked somewhat similar to stone elephant ghosts. But its ferocity and strength are more than ten times that of ordinary stone elephant ghosts. Roger had no doubts that in a one-on-one situation.

These strange creatures he had never seen before could easily tear apart an adult gryphon.

It’s just that this battle was so brutal. It’s completely unimaginable!

The earth is actually made of hard black rock. But at this moment, it was completely covered with broken corpses, internal organs and coagulated blood! Rogge didn't need to count at all. He just looked at it and knew that the number of corpses lying on the ground far exceeded the number of soldiers still alive!

The battle started almost in any corner of the battlefield, with corpses and large piles of blood falling like heavy rain!

Rogge's pupils shrank slightly. Because of the enemies faced by millions of aliens. There were hundreds of angels! Each of these angels is wearing heavy golden armor. The weapons they hold are different. The pairs of white wings spread out in this world composed of red and black. It looks so dazzling!

The angels circled and flew incredibly high in the sky. They would often charge head-on towards a group of alien warriors. Then a dazzling holy flame will explode in the sky, followed by a large mass of suffocating flesh and blood falling from the sky.

Millions versus hundreds. With one enemy against ten thousand angels, he still managed to gain the upper hand in the battle!

The only disharmonious thing about the entire battlefield is the low tower in the center of the battlefield. But it looks like a very abrupt hill. This is a hill made of corpses!

On the hills. A small figure danced around. It looked very, very thin, even much thinner than the most numerous warriors on the ground. It's just that that frail and thin body seems to contain endless power. What it is obsessed with is a strange-shaped giant blade with a blade length of five meters.

This hill is located right in the middle of the battlefield. Above it, there are hundreds of angels fighting and flying, and dozens of angels are always flying around the hill, seemingly trying to end the life of this thin figure.

The little figure kept jumping up, and every time it jumped, it would jump more than ten meters high. On this vast battlefield. Its movements were so clumsy. It can't even fly!

Every time it jumped up, it would swing the giant blade in its hand vigorously, slashing at the angels passing by at low altitude, because the proportion of its body and the giant blade was too uncoordinated. It even gives people a sense of wrongdoing. It is unclear whether it is swinging the giant blade or whether the giant blade is driving his body.

Then what made Rogge stunned. Every time that little figure leaps up, it kills a flying angel!

The angels who were beheaded couldn't help but struggle, no matter how minor or serious their injuries were. None of them could keep flying in the air. The angels flapped their wings desperately. Falling into the group of alien warriors below. Every angel falls. There will be countless foreign warriors rushing towards them one after another. In the blink of an eye, a hill was piled on top of the angel!

These angels were completely different from the angels Roger had seen before. Their fighting power is extremely powerful even if they are seriously injured and fall to the ground. There were hundreds of alien warriors who were torn to pieces with every movement of their hands. But there were too many foreign warriors rushing forward. New injuries continue to appear on the fallen angels. Their movements also gradually slowed down.

Eventually, the fallen angels are always completely overwhelmed. He joins the victims of his men. The hill made of corpses in the center of the battlefield will be raised higher.

The top of the hill. That little figure. Still jumping hard. The giant blade in its hand seemed to possess an irresistible force. The angel in the sky evades no matter what. How to fight back. They will all face the peak of the giant blade inexplicably. The indestructible golden armor on their bodies was indescribably fragile in front of this giant blade. It is almost completely unable to block the blade that breaks through the body.

There were hundreds of angels flying in the sky. And there are still angels emerging from the extremely conspicuous mountain peaks in the distance. Join the battlefield. But the little figure kept jumping. It seems like I never get tired. slowly. The mountain of corpses is getting higher and higher. Time on the battlefield is getting shorter and shorter.

Then the little figure jumped up every time. Still kill an angel!

Rogge's existence at this time was extremely strange. The fat man couldn't feel his physical existence at all. At this moment, it is like a pair of eyes looking down on all living beings in the underworld.

suddenly. Roger knew where this was.

This is the devil's world. There was a moment. A place where he placed so much hope.

Fighting with hundreds of them at that time. There are millions of warriors from all races of the Demonic Foot! . The only one Roger could identify. They are the most numerous dwarf warriors. That is the war pig clan of the demon world.

Their individual combat effectiveness is indeed not strong. In front of these powerful angels. That's a hundred war pigs. It is absolutely impossible to withstand the angel's casual blow. But the fighting pig is high in spirit. They fought one after another at the cost of countless lives. Just add a small wound to these fallen angels. Even if he died in battle. Their bodies will also become a tombstone for the angels.

But Rogge had no time to pay attention to the bravery of the war pig. His eyes just fell on the little figure that was constantly jumping in the center of the battlefield. The fat man couldn't even look away.

Every hit is sure to hit. Every hit will kill.

Somewhere. The small figure seemed to feel Rogge's gaze, and suddenly turned his head to look at Rogge. Those bright yellow eyes flashed instantly. It has become the only existence that Rogge can see in the entire world.

Rogge only felt a strong resistance from the dancer covering his soul. Then he drew his pole towards the corpse mound in the center of the battlefield. moment. The huge blade had already appeared in front of Rogge's eyes. Roger was completely out of control. Unable to resist. He could only watch as the shining blade approached. Then it cut into his eyes.

The whole world dimmed. Once again plunged into absolute darkness.

In an instant. The millions of demon warriors surrounding the corpse mountain who were staring at the top of the mountain were startled.

The giant blade swept across the sky. But no angel fell. In fact. Nothing fell off. Since the beginning of the war. This is the first time.

The millions of demon soldiers he led felt unspeakably uncomfortable in an instant. It is the feeling of extremely nervous expectation and disappointment.

At this time, more than ten angels who had survived had left the battlefield. Fly towards the distant mountain peaks.

There is only a top on the corpse. The small figure stands as tall as a mountain. He proudly raised the giant blade in his hand towards the fleeing angels!

The battlefield was silent for a moment. Immediately, the cheers and roars of millions of demon groups filled the world of red and black! (Quanben Novel Network www.QuAnBen-XIaoShuo.com)