Blasphemy

Chapter 268: On the twelfth anniversary

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Fatty, who existed in his spiritual body, originally had no weight and could freely walk through space as he pleased. But the moment he walked out of the space door, his spiritual body suddenly became as heavy as a million, and radiated blue light straight downwards. Falling onto the ground of blue light!

Bang! The fat man was flatly slapped on the ground, and for a moment he almost fainted from the pain. After a while, he regained a little strength and slowly got up. He found that he had a body again, just like in matter. The same as in the plane. But Rogge knew that all this was an illusion, and he still existed as a spiritual entity. Everything in the Kingdom of God was almost exactly the same as the material plane, except that the body's fat man's magic power had been reshaped His strength and strength have been reduced to an extremely low level. Now he even finds it very difficult to cast a fireball.

The fat man stood still and looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the huge palace floating in the air in the distance. The palace in the air was floating, constantly swaying slightly, like a flower bud floating in the water waves, majestic and majestic. It has indescribable sophistication. w w wq u a n b e nc o m

Rogge felt agitated. He stared blankly at the awe-inspiring aerial palace standing in front of him, and all the past events emerged one by one, like huge waves rolling over his heart that had long been unable to stir up any ripples. What followed was a wave of indescribable emotions mixed with joy, melancholy, and fear that swept through his body in an instant.

The fat man took a deep breath and suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart. He couldn't wait to take a step and wanted to jump up. In the end, he fell headfirst into the divine land made of pure light. He was not used to such a weak body and a strength no different from that of a mortal.

The fat man grinned in pain and finally got up again. After his personal painful experience, there is no doubt that in this field, all hurt and pain will be greatly intensified. Once fighting here, if those powerful beings adopt the habitual tactic of taking the opponent's blow in the strongest defensive place and then counterattack fiercely, they will immediately suffer a big loss.

"This country is really good! It's so insidious!" The fat man admired sincerely. He changed his impatience and walked cautiously towards the distant sky palace.

He walked faster and faster, and finally he took one big step and was more than ten meters away. I don't know why, in this Kingdom of God, Rogge's mental power can be used without restriction. It's just that using mental power to walk, jump, and overcome the rules of the Kingdom of God is a first time even for Fatty.

"Do you want me to climb up by myself?" Rogge stood at the bottom of the air palace, looked up, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

What you see is a base hundreds of meters high and six giant statues of different shapes on the base. Each statue has an extremely thick steel chain in its mouth, fixing the air palace that is about to fly through the air to the base. What makes Fatty even more depressed is that no matter how hard he detects, he can't see where the gate of the air palace is!

With his current frail body, once he falls from a thousand meters high altitude, it is really possible that his spiritual body will be scattered. The consequences at that time were not comparable to simple death.

Climbing up to the palace is as dangerous as a magical battle.

The fat man took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and stood still. He let go of all disguises, all blockades, and allowed his mental power to slowly increase. In the blink of an eye, every bit of power in his soul was completely mobilized.

An invisible force spread quietly throughout the country, eventually forming a circle with a diameter of dozens of meters with Rogge as the center.

This is a strange invisible force field. It has no special attributes at all and does not contain any power. Strictly speaking, this invisible force field is of no use at all. Precisely for this reason, all the rules that suppress power in the *** country are completely ineffective against it.

However, it has its own special function. It can be said to be a mirror that can reflect the power structure in the *** country intact.

Staring at this special mirror, the fat man pondered endlessly. The magic power and power he currently possesses are extremely limited, and they will not be replenished after they are used up, so they must be used sparingly. Don't fail to figure out how to restrain the *** country, and instead exhaust your strength first. In that case, it would be safer to just clumsily climb up to the Sky Palace.

Roger finally opened his eyes. His left eye is a dragon's eye, and his right pupil is silver-based. Countless changing colors combine to form his pupil.

The fat man let out a low roar, and imitated Adelene with his hands, weaving countless magic symbols with fragments of afterimages. However, every movement of Adelene carried a temptation deep into his bones, while the fat man's movements were The lightness and agility that are completely out of proportion to the body shape make people feel uncomfortable no matter how they look at it. Although the magic symbols he weaved didn't look good, the effect was still good.

In an instant, dozens of sparks of different colors lit up in the area covered by the invisible force field, more than ten small whirlwinds formed out of thin air, and there were countless silent undercurrents of the force field. In just an instant, Fatty forcibly divided his meager magic power and power into hundreds of parts, transformed them into different attributes, and launched attacks on the evil country respectively.

The fat man's strength was already weak, and if it increased to this level, he would be like a drop of water thrown into the sea, and be annihilated in the kingdom of evil in the blink of an eye. No matter how small a drop of water is, it will cause ripples. Rogge concentrated on experiencing hundreds of ripples of power, trying to find a way to restrain the rules of the *** country.

After a long time, the fat man finally opened his eyes, laughed three times, then jumped up, jumped on the huge base, and began to climb up honestly.

Although he could not completely overcome the influence of the negative forces in the country, Fatty became more familiar with the country of ***, and his movements became more and more agile. He was actually very, very satisfied with such a result. After all, being able to adapt to some God's Domain rules in a short period of time is not something that just anyone can do. If he could completely subvert the rules of the country when he came up, then the person staying in the sky palace at this moment would not be the ***, but the fat man.

"I have to admit that the structure of Warcraft is quite useful sometimes." Fatty had a new sigh while crawling hard at the bottom of the Sky Palace. His body at this moment, like his body in the material plane, can make certain changes according to his will. Therefore, he transformed his hands and feet into the structure of the Demon Dark Spider, so that he could hang upside down at the bottom of the air palace and climb up step by step along the curved metal lotus petals.

Finally, the fat man used the last bit of strength in his body to climb over the sharp edge of the lotus petals and saw the tall door.

The fat man stood in front of the twenty-meter-high door for a moment. For some reason, he was afraid to walk in. His hands slowly stretched out like the door exuding sacred light. He was about to touch it before he suddenly retracted it quickly. Repeatedly. At this moment, Rogge felt like he had been away from home for many years, and he felt like a wanderer when he was close to his hometown. He looked forward to it, but he also had more fears. The inner struggle made his expression changeable, sometimes happy and sometimes sad. Suddenly, he looked stern, like a strong man breaking his wrist, and quickly touched the door with both hands.

In an instant, the door automatically opened to both sides as if it was conscious. Rogge hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage;

Being in the main hall of the *** is like entering a world of ice and snow. Snowflakes shining with bright blue light are constantly falling in the main hall, and a huge ice crystal up to 100 meters high stands on the ground in the center. In the air in front of the ice crystal stood the dreamy figure that made him think about it day and night.

"***. I'm here..." Rogge didn't know what to say. However, his body was better at expressing than his words. With a slight exertion, his body actually overcame certain rules in the palace, rising up and flying towards the goddess with black and silver eyes.

When he was less than ten meters away from the police station, Rogge suddenly felt like the world was spinning. The rules for using power that he was already familiar with suddenly changed slightly. Rogge's power at the moment was extremely weak, and he relied solely on his understanding of the rules of the divine realm to rise into the air. A slightly different rule would be enough to disrupt the balance of Rogge's power. It's like a fully loaded ship. Maybe one more stone can capsize it.

The fat man fell to the sky and fell heavily to the ground. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that Wella had been inexplicably frozen several times in the past. When he thought about her fighting style of exerting every bit of her strength to the extreme, Fatty seemed to understand a little bit. But what he really doesn't understand is, will even the rules that drive the operation of the entire plane change

Rogge suddenly felt that another once locked door quietly opened a gap.

The joy of enlightenment was soon replaced by shock. What surprised him this time was ***.

"Discourteous." *** opened his eyes slightly and said coldly.

The fat man found that his silver eyes were full of majesty and indifference looking down on all living beings. In her eyes, she must be no different from other ordinary people.

Rogge got up silently and looked up at the *** in the sky, his heart slowly sinking.

There was silence in the hall for a long time before Rogge asked hesitantly: "Have you slept yet?"

His figure echoed in the hall, looking so dry.

"I've already woken up."

***'s voice was as cold as ever. It's just that she used to have boiling magma under her iceberg-like appearance. But at this moment, she was completely the goddess in charge of the power of ice and snow. From beginning to end, she was the same on the outside and exuded the coldness that penetrated her heart.

Rogge's heart sank to the bottom, he was still lost after all. Despair climbed from the bottom of my heart and spread throughout my body. At this moment, he finally knew what heart-breaking pain was!

When Fatty was reading the Book of Hero, he felt vaguely uneasy at most. After all, the realm of the gods was too far away from him, so he didn't have much special feeling. But at this moment, seeing this ice-like body with his own eyes, Rogge truly knew that between the gods sleeping and waking up, they were as far apart as the world.

"So, do you still remember what happened before?" Rogge had given up hope.

"Of course I remember." *** said calmly.

Rogge was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but be overjoyed. However, when he looked at ***'s silver eyes that showed no trace of any emotion at all, the joy that had suddenly risen slowly declined.

White. "Roger said. The smile returned to his face.

"***, loneliness goes hand in hand with the realm of God. I know you are used to loneliness now, but if you can get rid of it, you will be much happier. Of course, now that you have woken up, then the emotions of happiness, loneliness, and sadness , naturally no longer exist in your heart. Even if there is still a little bit, you will think of them as a burden. But I think that even God will not refuse if he has a friend to talk to... "

Rogge sat down, looked up at the *** in the sky, and narrated it as if talking to himself. He casually talked about the various experiences the two had together in the past, including some interesting stories from relevant departments and powerful people, as well as many anecdotes about the continent.

***The silver eyes were slightly glazed, as if she was sleeping, and her beautiful face with a faint brilliance seemed to be sealed in thousands of years of ice, without any fluctuations.

However, she did not drive Roger away and allowed him to continue talking.

Finally, Roger stood up and it was time to go back. I will come here often in the future. "

Beams of light began to shine through the fat man's body, gradually becoming blurry. Before finally disappearing, he took a deep look at ***.

She stood frozen, motionless like an eternal iceberg.

Rogge sighed deeply in his heart.

She remembered all the past events between him and her. But these memories that were once engraved in the depths of her soul were like wisps of breeze, passing by without a trace. But for him, these memories will only erode deeper and deeper in his heart as time goes by.

He had no power to come to her while she still cared.

When he was finally able to set foot in the realm of the gods, she had already slept and woke up...

Roger slowly opened his eyes. The magic gun jumping in the room stung his eyes with pain. He blinked hard, and then he saw Wella standing in front of him with an angry look on her face.

"Are you back?" Wella said coldly.

"Yes!" Rogge smiled weakly. This smile looked extremely forced.

"You have been in God's Domain for so long, so you must have learned a lot, right? What did she teach you?" Wella's tone sounded a little strange.

However, Rogge had no intention of trying to figure out the meaning behind her words, and said with a wry smile: "She has already fallen asleep. Now she has become a real goddess."

Wella was silent for a moment, and the anger on her face gradually disappeared. She sighed quietly... it would happen sooner or later.

However, there may be a solution. Rogge suddenly raised his head and asked, "Is there any way?" What is it? "Weina sighed secretly again, but on the surface she said calmly: "The method is very simple. *** will never leave her country. Once this war is over, I will challenge her in ***'s domain to seize her godhead. After losing the godhead, the former *** will come back. But now only you and I have the possibility to set foot in her field, so you must improve your strength as soon as possible so that you can help me. Now ***... is already a real god. And a true god will regard the godhead as the most important thing. There is no room for tricks in this battle, so if you really want to win her back, then go for it! "

Rogge was silent for a moment and finally nodded.

Wei Na smiled and disappeared into the void. But one thing she didn't explain was that Fengfeng at this moment had already regarded all past experiences as nothing but a breeze. Therefore, once she and Rogge fail to challenge the enemy, Rogge may still have a chance to survive, but she will most likely be destroyed by the enemy.

At this time, under the cover of night, the fortress of the Holy Glory Alliance looked like a sleeping giant beast. Less than a hundred kilometers across from it are two smaller military fortresses of the Holy Alliance.

In the fortress, Prosis was using the bright magic gun to carefully wipe the shining sword in his hand. Aomori's long sword reflected the light onto his face, making his strange and clumsy face appear bright and dark.

Prosis examined the blade of the long sword carefully, touching more than ten tiny notches on the blade with his fingertips. This is just an ordinary long sword, sharp and strong that has been blessed by magic. Other than that, it has no other characteristics. Even among the swords that Rogge sold back then, there were several magic swords that had much better attributes than this sword.

But this long sword has been with Prosis for ten years. Since handing Biluo Xingkong to Androni, the Star Sword Master has been using this long sword that is completely unworthy of his status. In terms of the quality of this sword, it couldn't even withstand the starry sky fighting energy he exerted with all his strength. At most, it can withstand Prosis fighting with half of the star fighting spirit.

The smooth blade of the long sword reflected an expressionless face. At this moment, Prosis's eyebrows suddenly raised slightly. Although there was no one outside the room, Prosis knew that a visitor had arrived.

The door opened silently, and the Archduke of Bavaria, wearing a white armor with gold patterns, walked in. It was already late at night, but he still wore a battle helmet, with a metal ridge hanging down to protect the Archduke's nose. The skin on the Grand Duke's face was as smooth as the most youthful and hungry girl. There is a strange light golden color under the skin, and a pair of eyes are translucent light gray. The current Grand Duke looks to be in his early thirties, a bit younger than Prosis.

Prosis was still concentrating on wiping the long scissors in his hands, with no intention of saluting the owner of the few scissors in the entire Holy Glory Alliance. He just said calmly: "Reinhardt, it's already so late, do you have anything to do with me?"

The Archduke of Bavaria was completely indifferent to his rudeness, and just said: "Dear Mr. Prosis, I feel your murderous intention. Are you going to duel with someone?"

"Yes, the challengers are two of my classmates when I was learning swordsmanship from Master Dekler."

"Two classmates," the Grand Duke said, "Are you planning to have two duels in succession?"

"exactly."

"But I feel the hesitation in your heart. With all due respect, you may not be sure about this duel. As far as I know, Fenglan Sword Saint Tini of the Northern Babylonian Empire is also a disciple of Master De Klerk. This The next challenger won’t happen to be her, right?”

Prosis's pupils shrank slightly and Inhardt said, "I still can't hide anything from you." It was she who challenged me. The other challenger was Corbetian, who has not been heard from in all these years. But in terms of strength, he would never be inferior to Lentini back then. "

"So, you are not sure that you can fight one against two." Da Gong said.

"In a decisive battle with the Sword Master, anything can happen. Even if it's one-on-one, I'm not sure of victory." Prosis said calmly.

"In that case, I will go with you. With two against two, this will be a fair duel." The Grand Duke said with a smile.

Prosis raised his head and met the Grand Duke's eyes with his eyes like sharp swords. There was a smile in those light blue eyes. But behind the smile are two bottomless pools.

Prosise withdrew his gaze. He knew that it was impossible for him to see through the Grand Duke's heart. He has lived with the sword all his life. In terms of contingency and maneuvering, even ten Prossians would not be a match for the Grand Duke of Bavaria. Prosis wiped the sword in his hand again and said calmly: "The time we agreed on is in two hours."

Under the night sky, the blue moon is like a wheel, shining on the sleeping continent. But there is a touch of bright blood in the blue tonight.

In a small town less than a hundred kilometers away from Oxinia, there is a quiet small building that still has its *** lit. In the room on the second floor, David Rocherio was sitting alone at the table, his eyebrows furrowed and he looked worried. In the foyer downstairs, there was a high-backed chair, and Brother Folang was sitting in the chair, seemingly guarding the door. But his face was completely hidden in the darkness, and his expression couldn't be seen.

The town is still sleeping.

A faint figure flew across the sky at an astonishing height. After hovering in the air for a week, it swooped down towards the small building.

The window opened quietly, and as the light in the room flickered, there was already one more person in the room.

"Annie, you're finally here." David's frowning eyebrows relaxed and he stood up.

The person who came through the window was Androni. She was not wearing the tight blue warrior uniform as before, but was wearing a slightly loose gray robe.

"Brother, why did you come here? This is too risky. If you are caught, even Rogge may not be able to save your life! There is no way I can come back to you. Rogge...he will We will continue the war to the end. So don’t bother trying to persuade me and go back as soon as possible!” Androni urged.

David stared at Androni's face for a long time and then said: "Annie, your appearance has changed a lot. Several years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I have gotten older. But you still look better now, at least you look good." Like a woman. I still hope that you can have the happiness that a normal woman should have. Well, I won’t say so much. I came to you to persuade you to leave the battlefield as soon as possible. Even if you don’t want to come back, then you have to Stay away from this war! These days, whenever I think of you, I feel very uneasy. Leave quickly, Anne, I repeat, the Holy Agreement will definitely not win this war!"

Androni smiled, brother, you don’t need to persuade me. I don't care at all whether the war is won or lost. But there is a reason why I can't leave. It's going to be dawn soon, I have to go back. Don't stay here either. Rogge's motorcade will pass by here today. He is very powerful now, and you will definitely not be able to hide his feelings. "

David stared at Androni and asked word for word: "Annie, are you in love with Roger and that's why you refuse to leave?"

Androni laughed and said: "How is this possible?"

At this time, the door to the inner room quietly opened, and Catherine, dressed in civilian clothes, walked into the room. Even ordinary clothes, when worn on Catherine, look as elegant as possible.

She looked at Androni and said with a smile: "Roger is very powerful! My dear sister, it is normal for you to fall in love with him. Why deny it?"

Androni stared at Catherine and said coldly: "I don't need to lie about this kind of thing. Catherine, why are you here? I think if Rogge knew that you were here, he would definitely hang you." Very interested."

Catherine smiled gently, sister, I know you have hated me since you were a child, but you are my sister after all, and I don’t want to watch you and Rogge be destroyed together. So I figured out a way. If the Allies win, you will naturally not need this method. Fortunately, in the unlikely event that the Allies are defeated, this magical scroll will allow you and Rogge to escape from the battlefield. From now on, as long as you are not discovered by the Holy Glory Alliance, you can live a secluded life with peace of mind. After a few years, the rumors have subsided, or perhaps Rogge is willing to work for the Holy Glory Alliance. It will not be too late for you to come back to me. "

Although Androni had never believed in this sister who had been cruel and ruthless since she was a child, her heart was still pounding after hearing this.

Catherine approached Androni, smiled and said: "We don't have much time, I will hand the scroll to you now. By the way, sister, your outfit today is much more beautiful than men's clothing! In fact, if you If I am willing to change into women's clothes, the title of the most beautiful woman in the capital will never fall on me..."

Catherine took out a small and delicate magic scroll, took Androni's hand, and tried to put the magic scroll in her palm.

At this moment, Androni suddenly realized that there was no smile in Catherine's eyes!

She was startled, and just as she was about to retreat, she felt a slight sting on the back of her left hand held by Catherine, and then a numbness suddenly spread throughout her body. In an instant, Androni was unable to move!

Androni's eyes fell on Catherine's right hand. She clearly remembered that there was a huge ruby ring on that right hand. The ruby was so red that it dazzled the eyes, so red that it was about to bleed.

In the hall on the ground floor, Franco suddenly stood up, but he just stood in the darkness and could not take that step.

The magic scroll in Catherine's left hand clicked softly, and a gray blade popped out. With a flip of her wrist, she inserted the inch-long blade completely into Androni's chest, which was already moving!

"Catherine! What are you doing? Are you crazy?" David exclaimed and rushed over.

A ball of extremely bright blue starlight suddenly exploded in the room. The scattered star flakes seemed to contain too much pain and too many tears, which is why it was so beautiful and heartbreaking.

A great force knocked David back, causing him to hit the wall hard. David endured the severe pain and struggled to stand up, and then he saw clearly what had happened in the room.

Androni's whole body was shrouded in hazy starlight, and the blue starry sky had touched Catherine's throat, but her face was now stained with gray!

Catherine's mouth was slightly open, her eyes were filled with tears, and she was trembling constantly, like a child who accidentally did something wrong.

Finally, Androni sighed, smiled sadly, and said to Catherine: "I know you are acting now. But I... can't do anything to my sister!"

There was a flash of blue light in the room, and Androni's figure had disappeared without a trace. Under the night sky, I saw only a few stars disappearing quickly, and in the blink of an eye, I was in the direction of Oxinia.

With a livid face, David strode up to Catherine and growled: "Anne is your sister! What have you done? And he has a child now!"

At this time, Catherine had regained her nobility and elegance, and the panic she had just had completely disappeared. There was a bright red blood spot in her throat, and a little blood droplet was sliding down the white and jade-like skin.

She looked at David's bloodshot eyes and said calmly: "Of course I know. This is just right. It allows the opponent to lose a sword master and can hit Rogge twice as hard. Rogge is very powerful now, but as long as he is angry, It is very likely that we will make mistakes. Then we will have a greater chance of winning this war... "

"Fuck the war!"

Before Catherine could finish her words, David waved his hand and slapped her hard, sending her flying away!

It's daybreak.

Roger was handling official duties as usual. After a while, he will go out to the frontline parish again. But this morning, his mood was really strong.

Rogge stood up suddenly and looked out the window. A blue light appeared in the sky. In the blink of an eye, the tall floor-to-ceiling windows exploded into pieces, and Androni walked in through the long robe!

But she was no longer able to land firmly, and fell heavily in front of Rogge.

The fat man was shocked and quickly helped her up. Looking at her face with a thick gray glow, Rogge's hands were shaking uncontrollably.

"Annie, why..." The fat man was choked up in his throat midway through his words. He could tell at a glance that Androni looked normal on the outside, but her internal organs had been reduced to ashes. And the Destruction Two that was raging inside her was so powerful that it had even infected her soul!

Androni smiled reluctantly and said extremely weakly: "Damn fat man... What a pity, this child... can't be saved."

"Annie, hold on, you'll be fine!" Rogge comforted her while desperately concentrating his mental power to resist the destructive force and try to save her soul.

Androni sighed quietly, her eyes were blurred, and she just said softly: "If this child stays, she... every time she sees the child, she will... think of me..."

On this day several years ago, she was stopped by the girl in gray robe carrying a huge bone dragon. Silver eyes, black, bare feet and a huge death scythe together form an unforgettable picture.

The feeling at that moment has been engraved in the bottom of her heart ever since, and it rose up again at this moment, occupying the entire space of her consciousness, and has been frozen ever since. (Quanben Novel Network www.qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo.com)