Rogge's heavy footsteps echoed in the empty hall, just like his messy state of mind at the moment. Www.qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo.Com
The Pope stayed alone in the Twin Basilica at the end, leaving Rogge to arrange everything on his own. So Rogge walked slowly through the ten halls and once again looked at the ten different statues of Purgatory Angels. Even with Fatty's eyesight and knowledge at the moment, he couldn't see exactly what kind of secrets were hidden in these statues.
All detection results show that these are just ordinary statues with no abnormal power, although the materials used to make the statues are still unknown. But after witnessing the refining process of Elesis and Ofiloch, Rogge did not believe the result anyway. This only shows that his ability is not enough to see through the secrets contained in these statues.
Ten halls and ten statues are different poignant stories. Along the way, Rogge felt as if he had witnessed ten epic battles. The weight of tens of millions of years condensed into a moment made him somewhat breathless.
Deep in Rogge's heart, there was a hint of light amid the unbearable weight and sorrow. That was the little girl floating in the air with the Death Scythe in her arms, silently following behind him. She lowered her head slightly, holding onto Rogge's shirt tightly with one small hand, refusing to let go no matter what.
Rogge slowly walked into the outermost hall and was slightly startled. In the center of the hall, a handsome man stood, his eyes containing billions of stars looking at him calmly. Six faint blue wings stretched out from his back. Every time the wings flapped, countless stars that were bright and dark would emerge from them, slowly rising in the rising light blue mist. The beautiful chestnut shorts are also fluttering in this dreamy star mist.
Rogge looked at the pair of starry eyes that had destroyed hundreds of high-level mages, then looked at the six sky-blue wings wordlessly, and finally smiled bitterly.
Andreoli smiled slightly, crossed the entire hall in one step, and stood in front of Rogge.
"I am Andreoli, and my lord is the great god Dismasson." His voice was clear and soft. It sounds extremely pleasant. What surprised Rogge was that he was speaking instead of using mental waves to communicate as some powerful beings liked.
"Roger." The fat man finally said. Rogge would not believe that the seraph who had been staring at him on the battlefield that day, leaving him with no way to escape, would not know his situation, so he simply replied.
As if attracted by Andreoli's magical wings, the little girl suddenly floated out from behind Rogge, and grabbed the blue wings with her little hands. Her movements were as fast as thunder and lightning, and her white little hands were wrapped with silver lightning. Completely different from her childish appearance, the little girl's casual grasp was enough to make the strong men of the Holy Domain retreat.
Roger quickly reached out and copied it. He hugged her back into his arms. Naturally, her grasp was in vain. However, *** still didn't seem to give up. The death scythe switched from his right hand to his left hand in an instant, and then hooked towards Andreoli's wings.
Rogge smiled bitterly, and had no choice but to take away her death scythe, and put the gun behind her back. He also handed the sickle back to her.
Andreoli didn't care at all about ***'s rude behavior. She just smiled and said: "It's okay, it seems like this action has become her habit."
But Rogge couldn't laugh. Since tearing off angel wings has become a woman's instinct, then how many cruel battles did she experience before she finally developed such an instinct
Andreoli walked closer to Rogge and gently held the fat man's hand. Andreoli's hands were soft and crystal clear, as cold as ice. At the same time, he leaned forward and whispered something in Rogge's ear. The corners of the fat man's mouth immediately curled up slightly.
At this time, Andreoli's whole body began to glow with azure light, and his body gradually became transparent. He continued to move forward, blowing past Rogge and *** like a gust of wind. Then it turned into a wisp of star mist and disappeared.
Rogge's brows frowned slightly. At that moment, a strange feeling spread throughout his body, as if Andreoli, who had turned into invisible star mist, passed through his body.
Rogge slowly raised his right hand, and Andreoli's cold and greasy feeling still remained on his hand. But at this moment, Rogge had a blue gem with a faint brilliance in his hand. Through the crystal clear surface of the gem, you can see many stars slowly rotating inside.
The fat man thought for a while, then raised his hand, swallowed the gem, and led the disciples to push open the huge black crystal door of the hall.
Augustus was still waiting outside the gate. Seeing that there was a little girl behind Rogge, he did not show any surprise at all. He just said: "His Majesty has prepared a place for you. You have to take a rest tonight. From tomorrow on, you can spread the glory of the Supreme God." And worked hard. Come with me!”
Roger remained silent and followed Augustus away.
The night is already deep. The cold moonlight filtered through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows and fell gently on Rogge. The fat man put on a pair of black pajamas, lay on his back, looked out the window at the beautiful night, and was deep in thought. He no longer needs sleep, but now the little girl is sleeping soundly, so the fat man can only stay in bed.
The little girl lay on the fat man's body, her satin-like black robe spread out, and her small hands tightly grasped the fat man's pajamas, sleeping peacefully and warmly. At this moment, she finally let go of the death scythe that would never leave her hand for a moment.
Rogge withdrew his gaze from the window and fell on ***. He gently picked up a wisp of black on his breasts and watched it fall from his fingertips like a silent waterfall. Rogge was a little confused that there was extremely terrifying power in his immature body.
Perhaps because she has lost her godhood and consciousness, she is obviously not good at using these powers. But even so, *** shouldn't need sleep. Why is he so sleepy now
But seeing her sleeping so peacefully. A glimmer of joy slowly welled up in Rogge's heart. In this moment of tranquility and joy, Roger finally felt that he had found the meaning of existence from the heavy depression. In front of him, in the endless darkness, a ray of light suddenly jumped out.
Light rises and dwells above, darkness sinks below. Although Rogge was still walking in a dark world, when he raised his head, he could already see the light. Under the cool moonlight. Time seemed to freeze in the room. A wisp of breeze gently touched Rogge's face. Although they were weak, they contained extremely sharp murderous intent, like sharp needles, piercing Rogge's nerves.
The fat man sat up suddenly. Only then did I realize that the room and the interior were filled with morning light. He couldn't help being surprised. He actually fell asleep last night, and he slept so late!
Wisps of murderous wind swirled in the room, leaving faint scratches wherever the wind blew. These winds all originate from the blade of the death scythe.
*** had already gotten up, and she was floating in the air, dancing with the death scythe. When she danced at the fastest speed, she threw the death scythe forward with all her strength. As soon as I left ***'s little hand. The swirling death scythe will suddenly stop. Then it started to become blurry, and even parts of the blade disappeared completely. However, the Death Scythe soon became clear again and fell downwards. At this time, *** stretched out his hand to grab it and grabbed the Death Scythe back in the air.
Roger looked at it for a while. It finally dawned on her that she wanted to place the Death Scythe in a parallel space. So he stood up, caught the death scythe that fell again, and said gently to the little ***: "Your order is wrong. You must stabilize the space first. Then you can put the scythe in." After that, Rogge With a wave of his hand, the Death Scythe disappeared. The *** frowned and thought for a long time. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed the death sickle from the air. He threw it hard and threw it back into the void. Then he showed a smile.
Rogge smiled faintly, reached out and patted ***'s little face. He suddenly let out a sigh, moved closer to her, and stared at her non-stop. Fatty suddenly felt that something had changed compared to last night. But he looked over and over, and still couldn't find out where she had changed. He looked at it over and over again, but the little girl just stood there quietly, letting the fat man look at it non-stop.
Rogge suddenly understood the changes in ***. *** was originally beautiful, but now she is a little less immature and more mature than when we first met her. Just overnight, she actually grew up a little!
Fatty suddenly had a new understanding of the magic of the world and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh. It's just that the fat man is slightly worried. Once independent consciousness is formed in the *** body, will there be any conflict with the consciousness existing in the statue of the Angel of Purgatory in the future? But no matter what, it's always a good thing for *** to grow up quickly.
Rogge walked towards the door and said as he walked: "Let's go, ***, let's go get some things."
*** flew over in response and grabbed Rogge's sleeve tightly again.
There were two tall and handsome young warriors standing outside the door. When they saw Rogge coming out of the room, they gave him a slight salute. Rogge looked at the two warriors up and down, and immediately smelled the fearlessness from them. However, it seems that their power is not strong, and they should be the lowest level of reincarnated angels.
"I want to see the Pope." Rogge said calmly.
A moment later, the Pope's feeble voice sounded in the magnificent prayer hall: "Roger, have you thought about the way forward?"
Rogge smiled. Is there only one way? There is nothing else to think about. But you can’t just let me harvest the souls of powerful beings to spread the glory of the Supreme God, right? You should always give me some necessary things. "
The Pope raised his head, and a rare smile appeared on his face full of age: "So tell me, what do you want?"
Nothing is missing! "Rogge said simply.
The Pope smiled. You can use as much as you want. As for things, the Church of Light has accumulated hundreds of years of savings and can still get a few artifacts. People are easy to handle, and there are still some talents in the church, so I will leave the church to you to preside over. Finally, there is power. How much power do you want? You know, the greater the power. Your responsibility will be greater! "
Before Rogge could answer, the Pope actually placed the scepter he was holding on to in Rogge's hand! The Pope said slowly: "Take it! From now on, as long as it does not violate the faith of the Supreme God, your decision will be equivalent to my decision."
Every time Rogge heard a word, the look of surprise on his face became stronger. He was just talking like a lion, but he didn't expect that the Pope not only agreed to them all. And what was given to him was far beyond anything he could have imagined! It’s enough to freely use money and obtain artifacts, but what does it mean to command the entire temple? What does it mean to hold the papal crosier? To a certain extent, the fat man's authority at this moment is almost the same as that of the real Pope!
But the fat man recovered immediately. He took the Pope's scepter and said calmly: "Don't let *** suffer, I will come back soon with the soul of a strong man! Where is the holy church, I want to see it now."
"Rogge, you have to be patient." The Pope took out a piece of delicate leather paper from his arms, handed it to Rogge, and said slowly: "Although I have given you the rights, you are the only one listed on this Nor can it be hurt. And let me remind you again, power is a double-edged sword. It is very likely to hurt yourself. You need to remember. From now on, every decision you make will affect her fate. You Go ahead, Augustus will take you to the church."
The flames instantly reduced the list to ashes, and then said coldly: "I will handle everything well."
The independent space where the Great Temple of Light is located is actually very vast. A hundred kilometers away behind the Great Temple, there is a steep and majestic mountain. The mysterious temple that has cultivated countless powerful warriors and high-level mages for hundreds of years is built in this mountain.
The majesty and vastness of the temple far exceeded Rogge's imagination. This is a huge building complex with ivory white as the main color. In terms of its sheer size, covering half of the mountain, the church is even larger than a medium-sized city in the human country!
The main hall of the church is tens of meters high. A row of moon-white stone pillars that require several people to embrace are carved with the miracles of the gods. When Augustus, Rogge and *** landed at the main entrance of the hall, several novices ran over and bowed humbly to Augustus. They were all still very young, and one of the girls even secretly glanced at Rogge and the girl behind him, her big bright eyes full of curiosity.
In a moment, several figures flew out of the main hall of the temple and landed in front of Augustus, half-kneeling humbly. Augustus pointed to Rogge and said to an old man standing next to him: "According to the Pope's decree, Lord Rogge will be the master of the church from today on. All matters in the church must be directed by Lord Rogge." And do it.”
The old man looked shocked, glanced at the fat man, and said to Augustus: "Isn't Rogge the Pope of the Holy Church, the most notorious heretic, and the devil crawling out of the abyss?"
"This edict was issued by the Pope himself, and the Holy Scepter was given to Mr. Rogge as proof. You don't need to question it."
Lord Gustus. "The old man said.
Augustus said to Rogge calmly: "There are portals leading to eleven major temples in the holy church. You can go where you want to go from there. I won't go in, so you can do it yourself!" After saying that, the Blood Angel spread its wings and slowly took off into the sky. Rogge stretched out his hand like lightning and grasped ***'s little hand that was grasping the Blood Angel's wings. He watched the Blood Angel's figure disappear at the end of the sky, and then turned to look at the managers of the temple. , smiled and said: "Everyone, get up! Please rest assured that from now on, the Holy Church will take a completely different path in my hands than before."
After that, Luo Geang walked into the temple hall. When passing by the directors of the temple, he pulled the girl in front of him and asked her to reach out and grab the old man's little hand.
The main hall is majestic and gorgeous, with a row of decorative armors standing on both sides, and the walls are covered with a variety of weapons and magic equipment. At the end of the hall is an altar.
Rogge ignored the surprised looks from the sanctuaries or trainees in the main hall, and walked directly to the altar with the pope's holy scepter in hand. The fat man looked at the symbols representing the gods of the heavens floating above the altar, and saw that the symbols represented neither the Supreme God nor Dismassen. So he waved a chair and placed it on the altar, and sat on it himself.
There were dozens of saints in the hall at this moment, and they were all dumbfounded and looked at Rogge in disbelief.
Rogge snorted and pointed at you with the holy scepter at the three young saints. And you, go and call all the holy churches here! Let them meet the new owner of the temple. "
The fat man saw a young female mage among the church managers who had followed him. She looked to be in her twenties and had a very elegant and beautiful appearance. So he pointed his scepter at her and asked seductively: "What's your name?"
The female mage had a look of astonishment on her face. Even though she was extremely reluctant, she could only say reluctantly: "My name is Roy."
Roger nodded. Roy, you look good, please stay with me from now on! Now tell me, how many people are there in the church? Be more detailed! "
She looked pale, but when she thought about the extremely strict hierarchy of the church and the church, she still had to say: "There are currently 9,100 children training in the church's initial training camp. There are 2,400 novices in the church. People. There are three hundred people in the official Templar Knights and Battle Mages, and there are seventy people in the Templar who specialize in military strategy... "
Rogge waved his hand impatiently. There is no need to talk about the guys who are trying to make up the numbers. Just talk about how many holy realms and how many great magicians there are in the temple now! "
She glanced at the old man next to her. You need to ask Master Xinda. "
Rogge's eyes turned to the old man, and when he saw that he hesitated to answer, his eyes gradually became sharp.
Xinda's two white eyebrows almost blended together. But in the end, he could only say helplessly: "Lord Rogge, according to human standards, there are currently five saints and three battle mages who can cast eighth-level magic in the temple. Most of them are instructors of the temple. "
Rogge's eyes swept across the hall. At this time, 66 people from the church were notified and poured into the main hall. When they saw Rogge sitting high on the altar, shock, confusion and even fear were clearly written on their faces. superior. These exact members of the Holy Temple had all participated in the decisive battle that day, and they were still frightened by Rogge's unpredictable and ruthless killing methods. Even a few people who didn't attend could all recognize Rogge, the number one enemy of the Church of Light, based on the magic portrait. How come he suddenly transformed and became the Lord of the Temple in the blink of an eye
Things are so magical. These holy churches suddenly felt that even if the Lord God of Heaven and the Demon of the Abyss came hugging each other like brothers, they would not be surprised.
Rogge's eyes returned to Xinda, and he smiled coldly. Master Da, according to what you said, there should be eight great strong men in the temple, but why do I only see you in the hall? Where are the other strong men? "
"Strong people cannot be cultivated in a short time. They are all practicing hard in their respective areas at the moment." Xinda said. He looked at the fat man sitting arrogantly on the altar, his brows trembled a few more times, and finally couldn't help but said: "Master Rogge, what you are doing now is blasphemy to the gods! The altar is not where you should sit, and The temple has always been a sacred place, and you should not let the girl behind you with demonic power tarnish it! Although the holy scepter is in your hand, what you did is not worthy of the sacred title of Lord of the temple! I I will go to His Majesty the Pope to verify this matter!"
Rogge chuckled twice, turned around and looked at the little girl floating behind him, patted her little snow-white hand holding his clothes, and said with a smile: "Look, some people say you are a devil! Be obedient, stay here and don’t move..."
Listening to Rogge's extremely gentle tone, Xinda suddenly felt uneasy. But before he could take precautions, Rogge had already appeared in front of him, and the holy scepter inlaid with many huge rubies flashed before his eyes.
Xinda felt her eyes go dark, there was a buzzing in her ears, and she fell to the ground. A stream of blood rushed onto Rogge's face, making his smile look extremely ferocious.
At this moment, there were hundreds of saints gathered in the hall. Seeing Rogge's sudden attack, they couldn't help but coax and rushed forward together.
Rogge held up the blood-stained holy scepter, looked around, and said coldly: "Don't forget, I am the Lord of the Temple! Just stand there and don't move! Anyone who dares to take a step forward, I will kill without mercy!"
The rules of the church are very strict. Not only are they far stricter than the military laws of major empires, they are even stricter than the rules of the Holy Knights. As the Lord of the Temple, Rogge has the power of life and death over ordinary members of the Temple. At this moment, in the Church of Light, his authority is actually second only to the leader of the Holy Knights, Blood Angel Augustus.
When Rogge drank, all the temples immediately remembered the consequences of disobeying the master of the temple and stopped involuntarily. The Holy Church is different from other institutions of the Church of Light. There is no tolerance here, only obedience.
Xinda groaned at this moment and struggled to get up from the ground, but Rogge's scepter fell down with a roar again. Another blood splash splashed on the fat man's smiling face.
Rogge stretched out his left foot and stepped on the ground. Xinda immediately screamed in extreme pain, but his scream was immediately interrupted by the scepter falling again.
"I have converted to the Supreme God, and I am also a devout believer of the Lord Dismassen, but what does the other Lord Gods in the heavens have to do with me?! Even those low-level gods can't control me, let alone you little low-level ones. Angel?! Huh?”
Rogge smiled and gasped, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. The scepter in his hand drew bright red tracks in the air and whizzed down. Each blow will cause a small splash of blood. Cinda kept twitching. A pair of faint wings of light stretched out from behind. But these two light wings were firmly planted under Rogge's feet, so he could not move and could only bear the harsh blows of the scepter.
"What are you? A little angel of the eighth or ninth level who doesn't even have full wings, and you're right where I'm sitting making irresponsible remarks that the person I'm leading is a demon?"
A ball of flame suddenly exploded under Rogge's feet. Xinda's light wings were destroyed by him! Then the Holy Scepter swung down again, and with a crisp click, Xinda's spine was broken.
"Stop!" Two of the Templars seemed to have a close relationship with Sindar. Unable to hold back, he rushed forward. One pounced on Rogge, while the other drew a dagger and rushed toward the police. It looked like he wanted to take this little girl, who was as beautiful as a layer of smoke, as a hostage to force Rogge to submit.
The little *** quietly looked at the rushing church. A faint black energy seemed to flash between his white and tender hands, and then his eyes slowly lowered, as if he was asleep.
The holy church that rushed over suddenly screamed, a slanting line of blood appeared in the center of the body, and then the upper body and lower body slowly separated. The other man who rushed towards Rogge also fell headfirst, and a thin wave of blood suddenly spurted out from behind, like a piece of fluttering red silk.
There was silence in the main hall of the church, and the faces of hundreds of church members were pale.
Rogge walked up to the altar, sat down calmly, floated a little closer, and quietly grabbed his clothes. The fat man scanned the whole place, took in the expressions of all the saints, and suddenly laughed. In this deathly silent hall, the fat man's sudden laughter was like a burst of thunder, frightening many of the saints back a step.
The fat man waved the bloody holy scepter in front of him, smiled gently, and said softly: "Who still has any objection to my identity as the master of the temple?"
The fat man listened for a moment and didn't hear any objection.
So he laughed again, did he mean that everyone recognized my identity? That's good. Now I'll talk about the rules of the church from now on. It's very simple. I am the rule, and my decision is the final decision! I know that there are more than a dozen angels among you who have descended or been reincarnated. You must not like me as a devil. In fact, I also dislike you. From now on, all you have to do is please me. If you make me feel good, I will beat you and scold you. If it makes me feel uncomfortable, it's not as simple as tearing off the wings. Do you think so, Jean? "
When Qin suddenly heard the call, her face instantly turned pale. However, her determination was obviously extraordinary, and she forced a smile and said: "Yes, Lord Rogge."
Rogge waved to her, please take me to see everywhere in the church. Also, tell those respected strong men to come and see me. Go out with me and fight more, it will be more useful than any hard work! "
Seeing Qin walking to her side obediently, Rogge casually put the Holy Scepter in her hand and walked towards the back of the palace first. Qin looked at the scepter stained with sticky blood. His face became paler and paler, there was a surge in his throat, and he almost vomited.
The sanctuary is very vast. Rogge spent most of the day looking over the most important parts of the church as if at a glance. Qin explained to him the purpose of various facilities in the church along the way, and intentionally or unintentionally talked about the traditions and morals that the church has always followed. But the fat man just walked forward without comment, and he didn't know if he listened.
Qin only felt that time passed indescribably slowly. She felt increasingly weak and weak, and cold sweat had soaked her heavy clothes. What she was afraid of was not Rogge, but the little girl floating behind Rogge. The little girl named *** is always looking at her, under the gaze of that silver gaze. Qin felt her heart beating faster and faster, and her throat began to feel dry. The most terrible thing was that her back was itching constantly, as if a pair of wings were about to burst out of her clothes!
Qin was deeply grateful that her magic power was not so advanced that she could not even form invisible wings of light. But the inexplicable strange feeling behind her made her fall into deep fear.
After a quick inspection of the temple, the moon was already high in the secret realm. Rogge did not intend to rest. He ordered Qin to summon all the main figures in the temple to the battle hall and began to arrange the first action since taking over the temple. Perhaps because of the bloody and terrifying ruling methods displayed by Rogge, all those summoned this time arrived on time, including not one of the seven strong men.
The center of the battle hall. There is a magic map with a radius of ten meters. Covering almost every corner of the continent.
Rogge saw that more than ten of the most important figures in the temple had arrived, so he reached out and pointed on the magic map. The place he pointed at was a very powerful existence hidden in the northern part of the dark forest, called the Flame Tyrant Tangke. Baccarat. This guy has been hit hard recently. Hiding deep underground and sleeping. In my opinion, his current strength is less than half of what he was at his peak. If you don’t pick up this kind of bargain now, then how long will it take? I'll give you three days to build the magic circle leading here. We'll be out in three days. "
At this time, an old man in charge of military strategy in the temple frowned and said: "Lord Rogge, this place is located in the Asrofic Empire. Our teleportation magic circle can only be one-way, how will we come back then? "
"Why come back?" Rogge smiled coldly and then came back! "After that, Rogge asked the saints to study their own action plans, waved to Qin, and led her towards the space hall of the saints.
The Space Hall is composed of more than ten small halls, eleven of which have teleportation gates built into them. Although these portals are convenient, they also contain great risks. At the moment of teleportation, the teleported person will stay in the space storm for a short period of time. The power of the space storm is so fierce that even the strong men in the Holy Domain cannot say that they will be able to withstand it. Therefore, members of the temple will never use the portal unless absolutely necessary.
Seeing Rogge and Little *** stepping into the portal without any hesitation, Qin smiled bitterly, closed her eyes, and followed in resignedly.
This time she was lucky and walked out of the other side of the portal unscathed.
"I have to leave for a while, please wait here." After giving the instructions, Rogge took the little girl out of the hall, soared into the sky, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
Qin chased him out of the hall, but Rogge's figure had long since disappeared, so he had no choice but to give up the idea of chasing. She looked around and recognized this place as a large temple near the border of the Dro Empire.
Above the clouds, Rogge flew towards Oshnia, feeling quite disturbed. Rogge couldn't tell where this feeling of irritation came from. It seemed that something happened in the direction of Oxinia that would make him sad, or something was calling him.
The territory of the Dro Empire is full of scars left by the war. The Holy Alliance's army has already approached Oceania, and in the north of the Dro Imperial Capital, burned villages and small towns can often be seen due to harassment by the Alliance's light cavalry that penetrate deep behind the battle lines from time to time.
High in the sky, Rogge's eyes had turned silver. He had clearly felt that what he was looking for was not far to the north of Oceania.
He suddenly broke through the clouds and fell to the ground like a meteorite. Below him, there was a village still in smoke, looking like it had just been burned down. However, the strange thing is that there is a small area in this ruins that is full of vitality. Even on the scorched earth with a faint green smoke, many green shoots have sprouted.
Rogge slowly landed on this strange land filled with rich vitality. In front of him, there was a completely burned-down farmhouse, in which sat a little girl, looking at him blankly with her big, clear eyes.
Whether it was her aura or her blue eyes with a hint of green, they all told Rogge unmistakably that this was his daughter. It's just that this little baby girl who was supposed to be less than 100 days old has now turned into a little girl of about three years old.
Looking at the peaceful little girl in front of him, Rogge didn't know what to do for a moment. He could feel that this was the daughter Mei gave birth to him, but Rogge could not understand at all how a little baby girl grew up. It’s not just about growing too fast.
Rogge looked around. This was a ruined town. The blazing fire had not been extinguished for long. Burnt corpses can be seen everywhere on the streets, in corners and indoors. Burnt black has become the main color of the town. Except for the small piece of land he stepped on, there was no greenery in the entire town.
Where is Mei? Now that my daughter is here, where is she
Rogge couldn't sense any of Mei's breath, so his eyes fell back on the little girl. Even though he knew that his bloodline and his daughter were in front of him, Rogge still couldn't take this step. He even had some fear in his heart, a little murderous intention, and wanted to destroy this strange little girl directly.
At this moment, the little girl stood up unsteadily, showed a sweet and innocent smile, and stretched out her two little hands towards Rogge.
Rogge suddenly woke up from a big dream, strode forward, and held the little girl tightly in his arms. No matter what, this is his daughter after all!
The little girl grasped Rogge's shirt tightly with both hands and buried her little face into Rogge's chest, so Rogge didn't see a strange smile on her little face.
Rogge looked around again and found nothing else worth noting. His consciousness led the gun to soar into the sky and disappear above the clouds in an instant.
Yi didn't wait long in the great temple before he saw Rogge falling from the sky. Qin was slightly surprised to see the little girl sitting on Rogge's shoulder. But she said nothing and just silently followed Rogge into the teleportation hall.
Seeing Rogge step into the portal with two girls, one big and one small, without any hesitation, Qin's face changed slightly. She really couldn't imagine it. Then something will happen to a weak and young girl in a space storm. Although she knew that women had incredible power, at least the little girl on Rogge's shoulders didn't look special. And Qin suddenly discovered that in the blind spot of Rogge's sight, two little girls were looking at each other extremely coldly, at the intersection of silver and green eyes. There seemed to be an invisible storm.
But now was not the time to think about this. Qin looked at the space door changing with brilliant colors, gritted his teeth, and rushed in bravely. This time she was still lucky.
When they returned to the temple, the moon was already high in the secret realm. The moonlight is as cold as last night. In fact, everything in the secret realm operates so regularly that something will happen at any time, and even the size and direction of the wind will not change. day to day. The secret realm just keeps repeating itself.
Rogge was half-lying on the extremely spacious bed. Quietly looking through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, I looked at the bright hall with soft radiance in the distance. *** was still sleeping on his chest just like last night. She firmly grasped Rogge's pajamas with her two small hands and refused to relax at all. At this moment, *** is like a little girl defending her favorite toy, defending her territory. Her enemy was currently curled up in Rogge's arms, holding Rogge's arms tightly with a pair of small hands, and was sleeping deeply.
The two little girls seemed to be competing to sleep. Don't even move. Rogge could even feel that they were working very "hard" to sleep deeper. Looking at the little ***, Rogge smiled slightly. When his eyes fell on Naifei, it became very complicated again.
Nephi. This is the name he just named his daughter today. Whether because he was too busy or because he was avoiding it intentionally or unintentionally, Rogge never gave his daughter a name.
Rogge didn't know how long he could be the master of the temple, so he acted without any scruples. Before he left, he selected the room with the best location in the entire temple, where he could see the incredibly majestic Great Temple of Light in the distance. This place was originally a conference room and a hall dedicated to some second-rate gods, but with Rogge's order, it was transformed into his bedroom.
Everyone in the temple has extraordinary abilities, and the transformation work was completed in just one day.
Rogge also ordered the selection of beautiful girls from the novice temple to serve as maids in this dormitory. Because the number was far from Rogge's requirements, the helpless church administrators had no choice but to select a group of girls over the age of fifteen from the training camp to meet Rogge's requirements. When the fat man came back to see him, he was naturally elated. He praised the manager profusely and said that he was in a good mood and that he would not kill the descending angels at will until he went to fight against the Flame Tyrant.
According to Fatty's original intention, these girls should also learn singing and dancing. In front of these girls who are proficient in martial arts, no difficult moves will be difficult for them.
It's just that the fat man can't enjoy this pleasure yet. The moment the blue moon rose into the sky, he felt so sleepy that he almost forced Rogge to sleep. The fat man had no choice but to change his clothes and use his body as a big bed for the little girl. Naifei showed tiredness almost at the same moment as ***. Seeing her appearance, she originally wanted to climb onto Rogge's chest, but the fat man's body was arbitrarily occupied by the little ***, so she had to retreat. The next best thing was to shrink into Rogge's arms.
Roger smiled happily but bitterly. Whether it is *** or Naifei, there are too many things about him that he cannot understand at all. Although Rogge's magic power is still growing slowly, after reading the Book of Hilo, his control of mental power began to improve by leaps and bounds, and his control of his own power became more sophisticated. Rogge even had a feeling that he was lifting a veil covering everything, and was about to peer into the origin beneath the surface.
But the more he knows, the more he realizes his ignorance. At least he couldn't even figure out the strange changes that happened to his daughter. But no matter how mysterious Naifei is, she is always his daughter, and the little girl also needs his care and care, which is the meaning of his current existence. Rogge just waited for dawn, motionless.
When the morning light came on, Naifei opened her eyes at the same time. They glared at each other and immediately turned away, never looking at each other again.
Rogge lifted the two little guys off him one by one. Only then was he able to get up from bed.
The fat man let out a sigh, and suddenly realized that the little girl had grown a little taller, her figure became more beautiful, and Naifei also looked like she had grown up a lot. The fat man groaned lowly, wondering if he was in a dream.
Rogge summoned several maids. After changing clothes, he called Qin over again and ordered her to take care of Little *** and Naifei. Then he walked out of the temple and flew towards the Temple of Light ahead.
Roger is not worried about little ***. There is currently a safer place in this plane than the church. I'm afraid there is only the Great Temple of Light. What's more, although *** looks like a ten-year-old girl, her power is still terrifying. If those angels who descended or reincarnated in the church wanted to take advantage of her, they would be seeking their own death.
What the fat man wants to do today is to find the Pope so that he can take a look at the "few" artifacts that the Church of Light has spent hundreds of years accumulating.
Although the strength of the flame tyrant Tangke Bakara was greatly reduced. However, the absolute power is still not weak at this moment. After being forced into a desperate situation, this kind of tyrannical being often resorts to life-saving or desperate measures. Rogge didn't want to be the target of the flame tyrant's anger. Just in case, he wanted to improve his strength as much as possible. For the fat man at this moment, artifacts were still the fastest way to improve his strength. Of course, the fat man can command a large number of holy churches to stand in front of him. But in the face of a tyrannical existence like Tangke Bakala, anyone with some common sense would know. Staying behind is no guarantee of safety.
The knights guarding the Great Temple of Light bowed respectfully when they saw Rogge, but their thoughtful etiquette could not hide the hostility deep in their hearts. In fact, the same goes for Roger. He could tell at a glance that these knights were low-level angels who had descended. And just thinking about the reason why *** has the instinct to tear off angel wings. Rogge had the urge to pull out the wings of these descending angels and then tear them away.
Rogge quickly walked into the Great Temple of Light, not looking at these knights at all, lest he get angry and do something. After a while, Rogge had already forgotten these unpleasantnesses. He finally knew what the Pope meant by the several artifacts that the Church of Light had accumulated over hundreds of years.
Under the guidance of Augustus, Rogge slowly walked through the halls that were close together. In these halls, many powerful magical equipment collected by the Church of Light are displayed in categories. Most of these are not artifacts, but they are rare and powerful magical equipment. There are dozens of pieces of equipment placed in some halls here, while some halls only have a few pieces, and there is even an entire hall dedicated to just one ring.
This ring is made entirely of fiery red gold and is inlaid with several bright red fire diamonds. The entire ring was shrouded in a faint red light mist.
Just by looking at it, Roger knew that this ring was absolutely extraordinary. He picked it up and played with it repeatedly. After a while, he finally discovered the special feature of this ring, which was its extremely high flame resistance. Fatty's magic resistance is already far away from others. If he wears such a ring, he will immediately achieve the effect of fire immunity.
Since he was going to deal with the Flame Tyrant, of course Rogge immediately took the ring as his own. Along the way, Rogge chose another set of Luo armor and an ice gun. Later, Augustus led him into the hall where the magic sword was displayed.
Rogge's eyes swept over the dozens of long swords in the hall, showing little interest. The sword was not his usual weapon, not to mention that Fatty's martial arts skills were average. With a good sword in his hand, he could just slash randomly. But when his eyes passed over a thin sword placed in a prominent position, he was suddenly startled. The fat man strode over, took down the rapier from the stand, and slowly drew the sword out of its sheath.
The moment the rapier blade jumped out of the scabbard, seven magical radiances came into Rogge's eyes.
He gently stroked the edge of the rapier with his fingertips and sighed secretly in his heart. He did not ask why this rapier appeared here, because there was no need to ask this question.
Rogge silently hung the rapier on his waist. When Augustus saw Rogge choosing this rapier, he just looked at him meaningfully and said nothing.
The fat man suddenly asked: "Lord Augustus, since this sword has appeared here, where is the blue starry sky?"
Augustus said: "Mr. Prosis wants to leave Biluo Xingkong."
Rogge nodded, said nothing more, and just followed Augustus towards the next hall. He had endless choices, so he just randomly picked up a few pieces of equipment with fire protection properties and called it a day.
After returning to the temple, Rogge rushed to his room. When pushing open the door. What was in the room took him by surprise.
*** and Naifei were on separate sides, glaring at each other. At this moment, *** looks about ten years old, and he is floating in the air. He is more than a head taller than Naifei? However, little Naifei, who was completely powerless and leaning against the wall, was able to stand upright without falling over.
Qin was sitting in the corner of the room. Looking at the two little girls with pale faces. Her body was trembling slightly, and she looked like a little lamb standing next to two ferocious monsters. When she saw Rogge entering the door, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, struggled to stand up, and saluted to Rogge. Such a slightly bigger move. It also caused her to shake slightly and almost fall. It seemed that she was close to collapse.
Looking at Qin's forehead covered with beads of sweat and her tired eyes, Rogge smiled slightly. Qin's personality is gentle and unassuming, which is different from other churches. But after all, she was also a descended angel. In front of her silver eyes, no descending angel in the temple dared to stay for a little longer. And Qin had been alone in front of her for nearly a day, and now she could still walk, which can be said to be extremely difficult. Fatty couldn't help but think highly of her.
However, the real reason why Qin was able to hold on for so long was not what he imagined.
Rogge called Qin over and put some magic equipment in the room. Go and help the people participating in the operation. We'll head out to the Dark Forest early tomorrow morning. Let the mages who set up the magic circle work quickly! If the magic circle is not ready when the sun rises tomorrow, I will be in a very bad mood. Go for it! "
After that, Rogge patted Qin's breasts and let her go.
As long as I can get out of the room at this moment. Qin already wanted to thank the gods, so how could she bother to be angry about Rogge's little frivolity? Rogge had taken advantage of her before, but for some reason, Qin felt that Rogge was not as cruel and lustful as the saints thought. Behind the fat man's almost perverted smile, Qin felt only an extremely cold heart. The fat man's face was smiling, but his eyes never smiled.
Another night passed.
There is always a thick cloud hanging over the dark forest, and the thick fog that lingers all year round contains highly toxic substances. To the north of the Dark Forest is a large world dominated by volcanoes and lava. In this land, there are crimson hunters, fire element giants, and all kinds of little devils. The Fire Feathered Serpent flies back and forth among the cone rocks, looking for prey.
Suddenly, the monsters and other terrifying creatures wandering in this world stopped moving and looked at the sky with vigilance.
A little holy light lit up in the sky thousands of meters high, and then a huge magic circle slowly emerged in the air, and temples wrapped in sacred light continued to appear from the teleportation magic circle. They were well-trained, and as soon as they stepped out of the magic circle, they immediately occupied different positions to protect the teleportation magic circle that was still in operation.
The strong sacred aura of the temple is the most disgusting aura for the natives of this world. Then low or high roars came one after another, and monsters and monsters swarmed out of their shelters in groups. Everything that could fly rushed into the sky, and those who were unable to fly stood on the ground and roared.
When Rogge stepped out of the magic circle with *** and Nephi, what he saw was the scene of dozens of saints forming a battle formation in the air, fighting hundreds of flaming feathered serpents and other monsters. .
These monsters have amazing fighting power, but they are still no match for the strong men in the sanctuary. Except for the strong men of the Sanctuary and the Grand Magister, the other Sanctuaries brought by Rogge this time are all strong men wandering around the edge of the Sanctuary. They are good at cooperating, and after being blessed with flight skills, their air combat capabilities are also very good.
Whether the temples were dead or alive was not Rogge's concern. He just stared at the volcanic world below.
Not directly below Rogge, there is a huge crack that is hundreds of kilometers long. The crack was steep and abrupt, as if an almighty god had used a giant ax to carve out this huge wound on the ground.
The Rift asked flowing slowly churning lava. Rogge's eyes passed through the magma hundreds of meters deep, and he saw the body of the flame tyrant Tangke Kabala lying in the deepest part of the rift valley. As if sensing the approaching crisis, the Flame Tyrant was slowly sitting up from the depths of the lava.
The fat man smiled coldly. At this moment, it seems that the Flame Tyrant is forcibly awakening from dormancy, and its power is less than one-third of its original strength. This kind of power may only be defeated in front of dozens of holy men who are armed to the teeth. The only trouble is the hundreds of meters of magma in the crack, which is an insurmountable natural barrier.
As soon as the fat man stretched out his hand, a saint next to him immediately handed over the ice spear. He then picked up Naifei, who was sitting on his shoulders, and handed her into ***'s hands. Although Naifei is full of weirdness, she has no force, so Rogge is worried about leaving her alone in the temple.
At this moment, a long dragon roar suddenly sounded in the distance, and a red dragon soared into the sky and rushed toward the powerful men in the temple. Rogge frowned, raised the ice gun, summoned two strong men from the holy realm, and flew towards the red dragon. He wanted to clear out this unexpected troublemaker before the Fire Tyrant could regain his mobility.
But the fat man didn't notice anything strange behind him. At this moment, the little girl frowned, holding Naifei in her hands and stretching her straight to keep her as far away from him as possible. ***Look at Naifei, look at the lava below, and finally take a look at Rogge who is quickly walking away.
Then, she loosened her hands.
At this moment, Fatty was leading two saints in a distant battle with the red dragon, while the saints in the sky were busy dealing with countless flaming feathered serpents. They are not good at flying, so they rely on the wizard's flying skills to float in the sky for a short time. They killed the enemy first, and protecting the mage was the first priority. Therefore, everyone took care of themselves, and no one noticed that Naifei fell from the hands of the killer.
Naifei rolled in the sky, falling all the way. There were more than a dozen flaming feathered serpents in the sky who noticed this delicious-looking little thing and turned around to pounce on it. However, as several faint black energy flashed through the air, these feathered snakes were chopped into several pieces silently. Therefore, it was not until Naifei was about to fall to the ground that someone in the temple suddenly noticed something had changed and screamed.
Rogge's heart suddenly moved slightly, as if there was another voice calling him in his heart. This feeling was exactly the same as when he picked up Naifei that day. So the fat man turned around and happened to see Naifei sinking into the mouth of the rift valley. Her pair of extremely bright blue eyes were looking at him blankly.
The fat man felt a throbbing pain in his heart. He didn't have time to think carefully about why such a change happened, so he turned around and rushed over. At this moment, a ball of scorching dragon's breath rushed from behind like lightning and hit Rogge hard on the back!
Although the dragon's breath is violent, for Fatty, whose fire resistance is already high enough to be immune, it is nothing more than a stronger wind. But when stimulated by this force, the fat man who originally wanted to forcefully cross the space to save people suddenly popped out of the void again.
The fat man didn't care about the red dragon behind him. In a blink of an eye, he had crossed tens of thousands of meters and rushed over the rift valley. But what he saw with his eyes at this moment was only slightly surging magma. Where could there be any trace of Naifei? Perhaps the only trace she left behind was a small, imperceptible ripple on the lava.
The temperature of the lava is enough to destroy fine steel. A powerless Nephi will be destroyed the moment it comes into contact with the magma. What's more, because of the existence of the flame tyrant Tangke Bakara, the lava in this rift valley is split. Burning outside.
Roger raised his head. Looking at the *** in the sky. She had her hands behind her back, as if she didn't know anything, and although her shining silver eyes were looking straight at the sky, they were actually watching him secretly.
The fat man smiled bitterly. No matter what *** did, he would not and could not blame her.
Although Rogge has long seen that *** and little Naifei dislike each other. But he thought it was just the awkwardness between two little girls who hadn't grown up yet. But Fatty forgot that since she was born, *** has been fighting endlessly on the edge of survival and destruction. The words tolerance and tolerance are not in her dictionary at all. This time, since the little *** didn't like Naifei, she didn't just kill him with a knife. She was already taking good care of the fat man.
The fat man was filled with anger that he could not vent for a while, his eyes widened, staring at the red dragon in the distance. He took a deep breath. This breath was earth-shattering. The flaming feathered serpents near him were all pulled towards Fatty by the airflow, and his own body also grew a little.
Then the fat man shouted like a thunderbolt, and the ice gun in his hand glowed with mist. Draw a straight trajectory in the air. The red dragon struck in the distance like thunder!
Before Rogge had a chance to appreciate the results of his ground battle, a weak stream of hot air surged up from beneath his feet. A sudden chill passed through Rogge's heart, and he immediately lowered his head and looked down.
The surging lava had completely stopped at some point. Rogge suddenly discovered that the magma at this moment turned out to be emerald green! His hands became cold in an instant, but when he wanted to confirm, the lava had returned to its original color.
Before Rogge could make a move, an irresistible force suddenly came from behind him, pulling him to fly into the sky. Roger didn't have to look back. Just from the familiar and close breath behind him, one could tell that it was the little *** who carried him away. But Rogge was a little surprised. In just a few days, her strength had grown at an astonishing rate.
A roar that truly resounded throughout the world interrupted Rogge's thoughts!
This roar was so powerful that it was like a landslide and a tsunami. Even if dozens of giant dragons roar together, they may not be able to match the power of this roar. As for the roar just now by the fat man, it is like the cry of a fly in comparison.
The lava that was still dead just now suddenly exploded, and the hot magma rushed hundreds of meters into the sky. The flow of fire at that moment was really breathtaking! In the face of this power of heaven and earth, individual abilities seemed so insignificant. Several saints were unable to dodge and were swept in by the lava. They only had time to scream in agony before they were completely destroyed by the lava. Although they all have fire-resistant equipment, they are far from immune to fire. How can they stay in the magma for a long time
At the moment when the lava erupted, Fatty saw a huge figure rising from the bottom of the rift valley at an incredible speed in the magma! His heart trembled, knowing that the flame tyrant Tangke Bakala had woken up and rushed out of the rift with boundless power.
According to Fatty's estimation, the Flame Tyrant had just woken up from hibernation, and the recovery of its power would be a very slow process. It would be too late to deal with him again after cleaning up its men around the rift valley. But Tangke Bakala exploded so quickly, which he didn't expect at all.
Rogge loudly called to all the saints to prepare for battle, and then he silently recited the incantation. To deal with such a behemoth as the Flame Tyrant, Rockefeller's blizzard magic would have unexpectedly good effects.
It's just that things in the world are always unexpected. Tangke Bakala jumped out of the rift valley at an incredible speed, and then fell to the ground like a meteor. Wherever he stepped, the earth cracked and waves of fire overflowed!
Rogge was secretly surprised by the power of the Flame Tyrant. After being severely injured and waking up from dormancy, he could still have such power. From this, you can imagine how terrifying he must be at the peak of his power. So Fatty added a few more syllables to the end of the spell, increasing the power of the blizzard a little more.
This time, the little *** stood quietly behind Rogge, showing no intention of helping.
As soon as Tangke Bakala landed, he immediately took off his stride and started running towards the distance without even looking at the surrounding temple!
He was so huge, and his movements were extremely agile. He took a few long steps and rushed out of Rogge's magic range. Wait for the stunned Rogge to calm down. When he led the crowd to chase him in a rage, he seemed to have no way to escape, so he jumped up and rushed directly into the void. The fat man was stunned on the spot.
"Dear Lord Rogge, I don't think he teleported. Instead, he broke through the barrier directly! My lord, he was able to directly break through the space and jump into the space storm! This is simply an incredible ability. ... "The magic power of Master Marron of the Holy Temple has already reached the level of the Great Mage. His knowledge of space is extremely profound, and no one in the entire Holy Temple can match it.
"Nonsense! Of course I know he jumped into the space storm! You don't need to explain it!" The fat man was anxious and angry.
"This is very strange..." Master Feng Siike on the other side said: "No matter how powerful a creature with this kind of elemental physique is, it should not be able to withstand the devastation of the space storm. He rushed directly into the space storm, it seems It’s like being cornered..."
Roger was even more angry. Although Fonske's achievements in monsters and alien creatures are no less than that of the great warlock Lhasa, what he said at this moment is still of no use at all.
Rogge's face turned gloomy, and he said coldly: "I'm going to take a look in the space storm. You guys wait for me here."┤After that. His body standing in the air suddenly rushed forward, knocking out ripples in the void in front of him, and then his figure disappeared among these ripples.
Marron and Fonske were horrified and retreated hurriedly to avoid the rippling space ripples. They knew that once they were carried away by these ripples, the force of the air's twisting and folding could easily destroy their fragile land.
At this moment, the two great magisters rushed into the space ripples like lightning. They vaguely saw that the policeman grabbed Rogge's clothes, and then the two figures disappeared.
The two great magisters looked at each other, neither of them speechless. They are well aware of the terror of space storms. It was completely composed of frantic and unrivaled energy, enough to tear apart fine steel. But Rogge, like Tangke Bakala, passed through the space barrier directly! And that little girl who is so beautiful that it is almost impossible to look directly at her can actually travel through space so easily, and can she hold onto Rogge's clothes during a space storm
It seems that Rogge massacred many temples in the battlefield with a wave of his hand, and then became the master of the temple after surrendering. There is still a certain reason. Although Fatty's virtue is not very good, he is quite capable. However, the two great wizards suddenly remembered that Fatty's body was strong enough to resist the tearing of the space storm. Although this was amazing, it was nothing more than that. But how could his clothes be intact enough for the police to grab him? That’s just an ordinary piece of clothing!
Before they could figure it out, the space in front of them fluctuated again. Rogge slowly emerged and floated behind him as if rising from the water, with a small hand holding his clothes firmly.
Marlen and Fonske quickly came forward and asked Rogge about the result of the battle.
The fat man looked livid and said angrily: "What else can be achieved? Of course he was torn to pieces by the space storm! This kind of elemental creature had nothing to do and ran into the space storm. What else could it be if it wasn't seeking death? I risked my life. It’s just a matter of getting back some fragments of his soul! What’s the use of this little piece of shit?”
The fat man roared for a few words. After a while, his anger subsided, and he realized that something was a little strange. He frowned and said, "Speaking of which, it is indeed unusual for Tangke Bakala to be so panic-stricken. Looking back now, his roar just now was also full of fear. Obviously he was quite frightened..."
Rogge shook his head, feeling a little ridiculous about his reasoning. Who could scare the flame tyrant like this? He raised his head, stared at the red dragon in the distance who was fighting endlessly with the two saints, and said coldly: "Don't worry about it, this thing ruined my big thing, I want to make double compensation for it! Everyone, listen , beat this damn dragon to death! But even if it’s really beaten to death, I want to live!”
"It's not impossible to capture the dragon alive, but how are we going to transport it back?" Fonske frowned.
Rogge said calmly: "I just want to pull out its soul while it's still alive." The fat man suddenly smiled at Fonske and said that the soul pulled out was relatively fresh. "
Feng Si's face changed slightly, and he quickly found an excuse and hurriedly attacked the red dragon.
Rogge suddenly lost his daughter, and he actually hated the red dragon in his heart. At this moment, he saw dozens of saints flying up and down around the red dragon. It was beaten with bruises all over its body, but it still felt unsatisfactory. In fact, the most serious injury suffered by the red dragon was the ice spear inserted into its chest. Rogge said hello, and was about to pull out the ice gun again, if his figure flashed. After moving a few hundred meters, *** still stood in place, a pair of silver eyes staring at the bottom of the rift valley, black and windless.
Rogge was slightly startled, and in a flash his figure returned to ***. Follow her gaze to the bottom of the rift valley. At this time, the bottom of the rift valley is already a brand new world. The lava has solidified, and smoke no longer rises from the scorched earth. In this short moment, the rift valley composed of smoke, fire and scorched rock actually promoted all the heat! On the charred rock formed by the solidification of lava in the valley, a little girl stood. She clenched her little fists. A pair of emerald eyes were filled with anger, and they stared at each other without flinching.
Nephi! Is she still alive? Rogge really couldn't suppress his shock! Could it be that the place that caused the flame tyrant Tangke Bakala to flee for his life was Naifei
Rogge slowly floated to the bottom of the valley and walked towards Naifei. At this moment, he really couldn't describe his feelings, and he didn't know why he was getting closer and closer to this little girl with marks all over her body. Just because she is his daughter
"Naifei..." Rogge knelt down in front of the little girl and looked carefully at her crystal clear green eyes.
Naifei withdrew her gaze from ***. He stretched out his two small hands towards Rogge and immediately threw them into the fat man's arms.
"As long as you're okay, it's okay..." Rogge picked up Naifei and gently stroked her soft blue skin. My heart is filled with the joy of finding something.
Naifei quietly raised her little face that was resting on Rogge's shoulder, and showed her white teeth as if in demonstration.
***The pair of black eyebrows are almost coming together.
The distance between the Northland and the Southland is more than ten thousand miles. If you want to fly, even the Great Mage would have to fly for more than ten days. It's just that fat people always have to use their rights to the extreme, especially the rights that they don't know when they will be lost. He ordered all the temple mages to work together and use incomplete teleportation spells to tear a rift in the space, and the fat man got directly into the rift in the space. After enduring the blow of the space storm for a while, Rogge returned to the church with the two little girls.
It was getting late now, and the blue moon began to rise again in the secret realm. As usual, *** and Naifei started yawning at the same time, unable to even open their eyes. The fat man had no choice but to use himself as a bed to put them to sleep.
When the moon was at its peak, Rogge took off the two little girls from his body, quietly stood up, and flew towards the Great Temple of Light. After a while, the old Pope led Rogge into the hall where eleven statues of Purgatory Angels were displayed, and stopped in the Twin Halls. ←
Rogge walked to the statue floating in the air, opened his mouth, and spit out a little red star. The starlight seemed to be attracted by an invisible force and flew to the statue's chest, then disappeared into the statue and disappeared without a trace.
The Pope said slowly: "Although the soul of the red dragon is powerful, it can only suppress the fire of heaven for a short time. This is not enough. You need to find a more powerful soul."
Rogge did not look back, he just looked up at the statue in front of him and replied calmly: "I know what to do. Mr. Pope, can I stay here for one night?"
"sure."
Silence gradually returned to the Twin Halls. Rogge sat on the side of the main hall, quietly looking up at the statue floating in the air. After a long time, he smiled and said: "**Those holy churches have been tortured very badly by me in the past few days. I have found various excuses to kill several Advent Angels, and I estimate that I will have to kill a few more this time. But Naifei is very strange. It seems that Tonk Bakala is close to committing suicide. It looks like she was frightened by her. If you are okay, you should be able to tell where Naifei comes from. Could it be that I tortured the goddess of nature a little too hard, so she came to take revenge on me like this... "
Roger was talking to himself like this. ***I don’t know if she heard it. Even if she heard it, she would never answer. This scene is still the same as before, but this feeling has long been desolate. As Rogge spoke, he suddenly felt tired, slowly lowered his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
When he suddenly woke up, the red sun was already high.
Rogge slowly walked out of the Great Temple of Light. Warm and bright sunlight shone down on his head, coating him with a light golden color. Rogge took a deep breath and slowly scanned the beautiful secret realm, feeling a little enlightened. ?There is evening and there is morning. When he woke up from his slumber, a new day had arrived.
At this moment, a faint dull thunder suddenly came from the distant church, and then the most majestic hall of the church suddenly exploded, and a column of icy wind surrounded by green brilliance rose into the sky!
The fat man's expression changed drastically, his figure flashed, and then he slowly disappeared from the ten thousand steps of the temple.
His bedroom was in the exploded hall. (Quanben Novel Network www.qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo.com)