Blasphemy

The silence in the Twin Halls remained as before, but the breath of ice and fire that had alternated in the past had now been replaced by soft warmth. w WW(QuanBeN-XiaoShuo)c oMThe statue still stands in the sky, as if it has never moved for thousands of years. However, the holy flame in the main hall was now only a small flame, swaying uncertainly, and seemed to be extinguished at any time.

Rogge held the huge Death Scythe in his arms and stood quietly in front of the statue, seemingly turning into a statue.

When the sun in the secret realm jumped above the horizon, Rogge finally opened his eyes. He took a deep look at the statue, slowly landed on the ground, and walked outside. As he left, an invisible force field slowly disappeared, and the holy flame in the temple began to become hot again.

The moment he walked out of the Twin Halls, Rogge's feet suddenly weakened and he almost fell to the ground. He only relied on the Death Scythe to support his body and kept him from falling. The statue suddenly seemed to have a glimmer of life. The eyes that were always looking straight ahead turned slightly and looked in the direction of the main entrance of the Twin Halls.

After the dizziness caused by the loss of strength passed, the fat man struggled to stand upright again and walked slowly towards the Temple of Purgatory Angel step by step. The power of the heavenly holy flame is unparalleled. Even if Rogge has turned all his power into sacred attributes, he cannot completely suppress the damage caused by the holy flame. The hall was filled with an indescribable aura of power, but Rogge's body was empty, and he was extremely thirsty for all power. He began to slowly absorb the power floating around him.

After capturing a clone of Victoria that day, Rogge secretly intercepted a piece of her power aura as usual, and searched for Victoria's secret in his body day and night.

The Thirteenth Wise Angel is a natural existence that stands high above many angels.

According to the scriptures, the power of Cherubim is enough to tear apart evil gods from other planes. Today's fat man's understanding of divine power has reached a whole new stage. He knew that not to mention Andreoli, whose rank was unknown, even the power of Victoria he saw that day was enough to defeat and destroy the awakened Ice and Snow Goddess. Fortunately, Victoria's power was completely suppressed by the Eye of Destruction at the beginning of the war, and many battle angels also perished. Otherwise, Rogge is destined to be destroyed.

After quietly exploring Victoria's aura for many days, Fatty finally had an idea. It was precisely because of this that he discovered the extremely obscure power aura in the Purgatory Angel Hall. This aura is slightly similar to the aura carried by Victoria.

Nowadays, fat people no longer distinguish between you and me when it comes to strength. He is eclectic as long as he can absorb it. Rogge walked towards the main hall step by step, and with every step he took, his steps became firmer.

A moment later, more than a dozen of the most authoritative people in the church gathered on the top floor of the Great Temple of Light, preparing to discuss plans for the crusade against heresy and the development of the church. As the master of the church, the fat man was only subordinate to the Pope and Augustus in terms of actual power, so of course he had to attend. It's just that Rogge is not very interested in crusading heretics, and he is even less likely to be interested in the development of the Church of Light. Therefore, he has always avoided such meetings. But as long as it involves the issue of dividing money and materials. The fat man will definitely attend, and when he fights for things, he is fierce and ruthless, and his reasons are high-sounding. He has a bit of the style of a profiteer back then.

Therefore, after the temple came under the control of the fat man, although a few people died in the first few days, the money and wealth of the people thereafter became more and more generous, and the treatment was far better than before. This can also be said to be a little surprise that Fatty brought to the Holy Church.

In front of a large round table, Roger sat carelessly, listening to the cardinals speaking one by one, and yawned impatiently. The cardinal who was talking long and endlessly was already in his early seventies. He looked embarrassed and glanced at Rogge. But the fat man just pretended not to see it and yawned again.

The old man's face was already turning green. However, to suppress the increasingly rampant heresy in his jurisdiction, it is only possible to mobilize the Holy Church or the Holy Knights. In his heart, the expressionless Augustus was undoubtedly more terrifying than Rogge. Moreover, the Holy Knights were marching to the North, and the Blood Angels had no intention of paying attention to such trivial matters as heresy, so all his hopes could only be pinned on him. On Roger. Not to mention that the fat man just yawned, even if it was a slap in the face, he was determined to endure it.

At this time, besides Rogge, the Pope was also leaning on the back of his chair at the round table, looking like he was not awake at all, while Augustus had his eyes lowered, as if he was completely deaf to the outside world.

The old cardinal finally finished stating the affairs of the diocese, stood up, and began to chant an incantation. A faint mist slowly rose from the round table, and in the mist, the topographic outline of the entire parish gradually emerged.

The cardinal pointed to a steep mountainous area where some heretics gathered... "

Before the cardinal finished speaking, he suddenly saw the pope opening his dim eyes and looking at the terrain map formed by magic. Although the flash of light was weak, for some reason, the cardinal was so frightened that Shocked, I almost sat back in my chair! He calmed down and looked at the Pope again, only to realize that the Pope had returned to his lifeless appearance at some point.

Augustus suddenly said: "Let me deal with these heretics!"

The cardinal was surprised and happy, and didn't understand why the Blood Angel Augustus became so enthusiastic. Before he could suppress his excitement and express his gratitude to Augustus gracefully and politely, he heard Rogge yawn very loudly and sit up straight.

The fat man's eyes were bright. He looked away from his bored look and smiled at Augustus: "It has always been the duty of the Holy Church to eliminate heretics. I don't dare to disturb your Holy Knights for this kind of thing. What's more, there is It’s not very convenient for knights to walk in mountainous areas, right?”

Augustus was expressionless and said calmly: "It doesn't matter. I will personally lead the Knights of the Holy Cross to quell the chaos. The efficiency should be faster than that of your Holy Church."

Rogge's face changed slightly immediately. There are about a hundred Knights of the Holy Cross. They are a new secret legion established by the Holy Knights in recent years. They are directly under the command of Augustus. The members are all descended angels, so their individual strength goes without saying. Under the leadership of Augustus. The strength of this legion is indeed greater than Rogge's temple.

But the fat man had other ideas. He smiled coldly and suddenly said to Augustus: "You failed to show your piety at the critical moment. Isn't it too late to rush to show your piety now?"

Augustus frowned, paused for a moment, and then said slowly: "There is no order of piety, not to mention that all the main gods shine with the glory of the Supreme God, how can they be forced to distinguish each other? In addition, Mr. Rogge, Are you so nervous because you are not serving the Lord of Destruction? I seem to sense something else from this map."

The fat man's expression remains unchanged? You must be too sensitive. Lord Augustus, you must fight for the mission that originally belonged to the temple, and why? Of course, you will definitely not do anything like taking credit. "

Before Augustus could retort, the Pope opened his eyes again and said slowly: "Don't argue. Since this kind of thing originally belongs to the management of the church, let Rogge do it."

Augustus immediately frowned and asked Lord Rogge to handle the matter. It seems inappropriate, right? "

"There is nothing inappropriate. We must believe in the piety of the Lord's believers." The Pope said slowly: "Roger, go and prepare well!"

Until Rogge left, the cardinal had not figured out why the heretics in his diocese had become so popular.

There is a busy scene in the temple, and a new batch of magic equipment has just arrived, and is being distributed according to the individual combat power and attributes of each temple.

Rogge strode into the main hall of the temple, briefly told Qin the plan for the next action, named a few more people, asked her to prepare, and then walked to his hall.

When the fat man opened the door to his room, he was momentarily absent-minded. *** was standing in front of the window, gazing at the picturesque scenery of the secret realm. Naifei was kneeling on a chair, staring at a pot of green plants in front of him, dazed.

Since Rogge decided to accept Naifei that day, the tense atmosphere of opposition between the two girls has quietly disappeared, and their growth has also slowed down significantly, completely losing the momentum of growing up in comparison at the beginning. Now several days have passed, and *** still looks to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, while Naifei looks about fourteen or fifteen years old. It's just that at this moment, they have lost all their childishness and revealed their beauty. When the two of them stand side by side, the fat man will always feel dizzy.

See Roger come in. They came forward at the same time. *** floated slowly over and stood still in front of Rogge, while Naifei cheered and jumped directly onto Rogge's shoulders. Her movements were unusually fast. *** stretched out her hand and tried to catch Naifei in mid-air, but she missed!

***'s face was immediately covered with a layer of frost.

Rogge laughed, reached out and grabbed it, took out the Death Scythe, and handed it to ***. She lowered her head slightly, took the sickle, and threw it into the void.

Rogge smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to grab the girl. *** was slightly startled, and leaned towards Rogge out of habit, but then he realized what he was doing and wanted to step back. But when he saw Naifei sitting high on Rogge's shoulders, looking at her triumphantly, *** frowned slightly, seemed to gritted his teeth, and stood still, and then was also pulled. Ge took him into his arms.

Naifei stared at ***, smiling more and more proudly and frowning more and more tightly. She suddenly had a feeling, a feeling of being cheated. At this moment, in this situation, the fat man could only smile.

However, good times and beautiful scenery are always short-lived. In the blink of an eye, the blood-like clouds have been hanging outside the window for a long time.

Rogge looked out the window, smiled, and said with a smile: "The time has come. Let's go, it's time for us to kill again."

It was dusk when Rogge stepped out of the teleportation circle with Qin and more than ten saints. Half of the setting sun was like blood, coating the stretching mountains and forests below with a thick layer of red.

Rogge took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it, distinguishing the various scents remaining in the air.

After a moment, he raised his hand and pointed into the distance. There is a valley surrounded by mountains, beautiful and peaceful. There are several villages scattered among the green trees. There are several stone walls built at the entrance of the valley, which cleverly use the surrounding terrain to protect the valley.

"Kill them all." Rogge ordered Qin.

Qin Gong respectfully accepted the order, said hello to the All Saints Church behind him, and flew towards the valley. At this moment, Naifei suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed his finger towards Qin. A burst of light blue light flashed across Qin's body, and he was fixed in the air.

Rogge was startled and turned to look at Naifei.

"Let her stay here!" Naifei said suddenly. This was the first time Fatty heard her speak.

Rogge glanced at Qin, who had regained her ability to move, then looked at Naifei, and then said to Qin: "You stay here to take care of it, and the others continue to act."

There seemed to be nearly a thousand residents in the valley, and there were many powerful auras within them. However, compared with the wolf-like tigers and the Holy Church, who were skilled in cooperative combat, they were just strong sheep. Even without Qin, a powerful mage, it would only be a matter of time before more than ten holy churches killed all these mountain people.

The saints roared and rushed towards the valley, while Rogge took *** and Naifei and flew to a stone peak next to the valley.

In the vast sky, only Yu Qin stood alone in the wind.

When the first scream began to echo in the valley, Rogge had already set foot on the top of the stone peak, and Naifei and *** followed him down.

The stone peak is extremely steep, and there is a smooth platform on the top of the peak, which seems to have been cut manually. There are several ancient trees growing in one corner of the platform, and there is a small stone house under the shade of the trees. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, this stone house looks both elegant and lonely.

Rogge's eyebrows slowly knitted together. He walked towards the stone house and gently opened the door. There is a woman standing in the stone house, her figure is graceful and colorful.

When she heard the door open, she turned around. After seeing the person clearly, she smiled and said, "Roger, you are finally here."

With that gentle elegance and calm and majestic smile, who else could it be besides Adelene

Rogge looked at her, was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "Yes, I'm here. But you..."

Adelene walked up to Rogge and said gently: "Did you see it? In fact, there is nothing wrong with me, it's just that my magic power is gone. Even if I still have magic power now, it's of no use."

At this point, she glanced behind Rogge and smiled softly. Who are those two beauties? Are they your new loves? What are you capable of! You can always find someone more beautiful than you. "

Rogge looked at Adelene blankly. How could he laugh

On the day of the decisive battle, the scene where Adelene used her body to block Andreoli's gaze in an attempt to get Rogge to escape resurfaced. At that moment, Rogge was not very clear about the power of Andreoli of the Stars, but he knew it now.

As a mage, Adelene has been supporting the magic-breaking eyes for so long. She did not die on the spot but only lost her magic power. This can be said to be a very good result.

Roger had no idea she would do this. Adelene has always given Rogge the impression of being gentle and generous, and she will seduce him intentionally or unintentionally. But in Fatty's impression, the demon race has always been a race that only cares about itself and does not cooperate with each other, let alone sacrificing one's life to save others. What's more, what is there about Fatty that makes her do this

But no matter how unreasonable it was, Adelene risked her own safety to save Rogge. Seeing her extremely weak body under her calm appearance, how could Rogge remain indifferent? He strode forward and held Adelene's hand. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard a cry and stared into her eyes carefully. But the more he looked, the colder his hands became. There was a faint look of death in Adelene's eyes.

Rogge said with difficulty: "How come your body says it doesn't want to live anymore?"

Adeleni smiled. For us demons, losing power is equivalent to losing the entire meaning of life. So I really didn’t want to live at first. Do not worry. I don't die that easily. Stop thinking too much. Why don't you look back? "

Rogge heard this and looked back, only to realize that Wella had appeared behind him at some point. But Wella was not looking at the fat man, but looking intently at the *** floating in the air.

*** was looked at by Wei Na very unnaturally, and she instinctively sensed her powerful power, so even though she frowned, the light in her silver eyes became more and more dangerous. Still did not move forward to attack, but slowly backed away.

When Rogge saw it, he hurriedly pulled *** behind him, blocking Wella's gaze with his body and scaring her. "

Wella looked at Naifei again and snorted softly. Seeing that the situation was not good, Naifei immediately dodged and shrank behind Rogge.

"Who is she? Not only does she have the aura of the goddess of nature, she also seems to have your bloodline." Wella said coldly. There was a strange meaning in the voice.

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Rogge smiled slightly and called Naifei, she is beautiful! Of course I knew she was related to the goddess of nature, but she was my daughter first. "

Wella stared at Naifei for a long time, then looked at ***. He sighed: Why has it become like this? And she didn't recognize me at all. "

The fat man turned to look at ***. Sigh... It's very complicated. Is such that… "

Wella interjected: "Since it's very complicated, there's no need to explain it. Just stay there and don't move."

After saying that, Wella's eyes lit up with a hazy golden light. Staring at Roger non-stop. Under her field of insight, what happened to Rogge reappeared in her consciousness one by one. Wella's expression changed, at first she was sad. Then he was surprised, and finally his face suddenly turned red and he said angrily to Rogge: "You actually... actually treated her..."

An invisible force field suddenly appeared around the fat man, blocking Wella's gaze.

Wella was immediately shocked and said: "You clearly have no godhead, how can you block my insight? What is this? Is it domain power? This power feels very strange... It seems... it has no characteristics."

Rogge chuckled, lowered his voice and said: "There is not much difference between having and not having something like the Godhead. If you have it, you will be more restricted. As for the domain, it is something for gods to play with, and I don't have the ability to do it. Show off some earth-shattering domain abilities. But it doesn’t matter, I will continue to let you see. But this time, no matter what you see, you can only look at it and not scream. Do you understand?"

Wella snorted and said she didn't care at all, but as soon as Rogge removed the force field around her, she immediately looked attentively.

Adelene walked behind Rogge, reached out and lifted a small piece of fat man's flesh, and whispered in his ear: "Little Rogge, tell me quietly, what did she see? Is it with your two Is it related to this little beauty?"

Rogge smiled ambiguously and turned around, wanting to say something, but when he saw Adelene's gentle smile, his expression darkened again. Adelene smiled and said: "Okay, I said I will be fine, what else do you have to worry about? I did that for the future of the demon clan, but it has nothing to do with you."

At this time, Wella finally withdrew her gaze, her face already a little pale.

Rogge said: "You have seen my experience during this period. I found that when the Pope used the great prophecy, the divine power he used seemed to come from a main god named Isaac. It sounds like he is in charge of redemption. Lord God. This is a bit strange. Why can the Lord God of Redemption endow the Pope’s great prophecy with such terrifying destructive power? Or is it that redemption is just one of Isaac’s abilities?”

The fat man paused for a moment, his face became increasingly ugly. He hesitated, and finally asked: "How many main gods are there in the heaven? Are there really twelve main gods as recorded in the scriptures? Also, like Andrei How many guys like Ollie are there in heaven?"

Wei Na sighed softly, why she forgot, angels will leave their memories behind when they leave the heaven. Unless... unless like Andreoli, relying on the powerful power of the body to form a projection in this space, it is possible to retain the original memory. "

Rogge thought for a moment and then said: "I understand, this kind of projection can only exist in space for a short time. I wonder why I can't see clearly how it exists!"

Wella looked at Rogge, then at the man standing behind Rogge, and said softly: "Maybe you are right to choose to follow Dismassen, the Lord of Destruction. Only in this way can you have more opportunities. Survive for a while. As long as you can survive, maybe you can find other ways out. However, there is really not much hope in this plane... "

Rogge frowned and said, "Why do you say that?"

Wei Na was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "You must have realized that there is a very unique characteristic of this plane, that is, any existence that exceeds a certain level of power cannot maintain long-term stability in the plane. Form. In other words, this plane sets an upper limit of power for all beings living in it. For angels descending from heaven, this upper limit is really too low, which makes those who are used to using powerful power The descending angels are very uncomfortable, and they also give the residents of this world the possibility to challenge them. Logically speaking, there is no way that a being like Andreoli, who is also aloof in the heaven, can appear in this plane, even if Just projection can't do it. But since you have seen his projection, it is possible for high-level angels in heaven to appear directly in this plane. At that time... "

A hint of coldness quietly rose in Rogge's heart. A deathly silence fell in the stone house.

Rogge suddenly burst out laughing, breaking the almost suffocating silence. He laughed so much! No matter how powerful the gods in heaven are, we are not necessarily helpless. You see, my lord Dismassen is obviously going to have trouble with the Lord God in charge of war. Isn't this an opportunity? "

"Your faith..." Wella looked at the fat man. He hesitated to speak. Just a sigh.

Rogge smiled and said: "There is no problem with my faith. If you want to get something, you have to pay a corresponding price. I think this price is worth it."

Wella turned her eyes to the side and said nothing more.

Rogge said again: "It's good to be able to see you. But don't inform me of your location in this way next time. Except for me this time. Augustus and the Pope have sensed the magic you cast. Breath. If the Pope hadn't appointed me to come here, I'm afraid it would be Augustus and his Knights of the Holy Cross who are here now. Although it seems that the Pope has been helping me overtly and covertly, I can't see through him at all. Who knows what his true thoughts are? So don’t take risks. I have brought you your war gun. You can take Adeleni to another place to hide, and we will slowly figure out a solution."

After saying that, the fat man reached out and grabbed the dragon soul gun in the void, and handed it to Wella's hand, which was shining with a faint silver light.

Wella took the battle gun and grunted to give me enough time. Maybe I can kill Augustus and his Knights of the Holy Cross. The wisdom of these low-level angels in battle is really not worthy of praise. "

The fat man sighed and patted Wella's hand gently. What's the use of them? Kill these useless guys so that more powerful ones can come down? It's better to let them occupy their position in this plane, so that we can have a little more time. " Before he finished speaking, Rogge suddenly raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Although the power of the Thirteenth Wise Angel has arrived is powerful, the time it has been in this plane is too short. Locally, she still knew too little. "

As soon as Rogge finished speaking, Victoria's cold and arrogant voice sounded in the stone house: "It doesn't matter how much you know. You have exhausted the power of the Eye of Destruction. How are you going to prevent me from returning to heaven now? As long as I Returning to the heaven, the great Cetanistoria will know about Dismason's conspiracy and will punish you and others for your actions. When I come to this plane again, it will be the end of all heretics. And You will face the end now!"

The world suddenly fell silent for a moment. The screams and roars from the magic explosions that came from time to time in the valley disappeared without a trace. Then a soft golden light curtain quietly enveloped the entire valley, almost in an instant. In a short time, the auras of more than ten holy churches in the valley disappeared. Not only the church, but actually all the breath of life in the valley disappeared at this moment!

Until this moment, the silence was broken, and Victoria's breath clearly appeared in the valley. Supported by the golden light, she flew into the air, with the two pairs of white wings on her back slightly fluttering, and slowly rose from the valley into the sky.

Victoria's sense of existence is so strong that it almost dominates the entire plane! Her strength seems to have been fully restored. It is simply not comparable to the clone destroyed by Rogge that day.

Sensing Victoria's aura, Rogge's expression also changed slightly. Victoria has absorbed the power of all the descending angels in the valley, but this is not the decisive factor. In fact, she has reunited all her clones into one!

"Heretic, are you ready to face your own destruction? After absorbing your power, I can return to the heaven. State your conspiracy to the great Setannistoria!" Victoria has slowly flown up the mountain, cold and cold. His eyes looked proudly at Rogge who walked out of the stone house.

"Want to go back? Is it that easy?" Rogge smiled strangely, jumped up, and rushed directly towards the aloof Cherubhi!

Victoria was furious. The way the fat man rushed towards her was simply contempt for her! She raised her hands, and thousands of golden threads that were enough to penetrate gold and stone were instantly generated. Like silk rain in the sky, they stabbed Rogge from all directions, who had turned into a phantom due to being too fast!

These golden threads were different from what Rogge had seen that day. Without the suppression of the Eye of Destruction, they finally showed their true horror. Every thread has a certain chance of penetrating all defenses, whether the defense comes from armor or magic shield! Every time Victoria waved her hand, thousands of threads were spilled out, no matter how low the chance of ignoring defense was. There must be hundreds of threads to break through the defense.

Roger yelled. A force field suddenly appeared around him, shining with the light of stars. All the golden threads quickly dimmed and died after penetrating the force field.

Victoria sneered, opened her lips slightly, and drank softly, with nothing but superior majesty in her voice. There is also indescribable power!

The stars around Rogge exploded into beautiful blue stardust as Victoria shouted. His whole body trembled, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, as if he had received an extremely heavy blow. Almost fell in the air.

Victoria pointed her slender finger at Rogge, and hundreds of golden threads were instantly generated and stabbed toward Rogge's eyebrows!

But she suddenly discovered that instead of panicking, Rogge was laughing proudly and arrogantly, and his eyes were looking at her up and down with malicious intent!

A layer of green light quietly enveloped Rogge, blocking all the golden threads. The next moment, the figures of Wella, *** and Naifei quietly appeared around Victoria, and three different types of coercion surged in, blocking all Victoria's escape routes.

Victoria's eyes slowly passed over the three of them, and the smile on her face froze.

The fat man laughed and said: "Noble and beautiful Victoria, I just forgot to add that you are not only bad at concealing your strength, but it seems that you also need to practice hard at detecting the enemy's whereabouts! What a pity, you There is no chance to continue practicing!”

Victoria snorted and glanced at the four people one by one. The wings on her back slowly expanded to the maximum, and then endless golden light began to pour out of her body. But when her strength increased to a certain level, the substantial golden light suddenly became chaotic!

For just a moment, it seemed that the entire plane was filled with intertwined ice wind, green light and silver lightning, and then a ball of indescribably bright golden light overwhelmed everything, and it was like a golden sun rising slowly! Next comes nothingness, an all-devouring nothingness. In this power of nothingness, the morning sun turned into the setting sun, and the setting sun dispersed its last afterglow in the blink of an eye. Then there was an earth-shaking roar. Unable to withstand the energy storm that could tear apart the space, the steep mountain peaks collapsed, burying the dead valley and building an incomparably huge mausoleum for thousands of mountain people and more than ten holy churches. !

The energy storm disappeared in an instant, and the figure of the fat man slowly became clear. He grabbed Victoria's two wings, lifted her in front of him, smiled, reached out and pinched her face hard, and sighed: "She is indeed a noble angel of wisdom, she feels really speechless to the touch!" "

The villain's triumphant look made Wella, who appeared later, frown immediately.

At this moment, Victoria's body was uncovered and covered with bruises, and there were only two wings left on her back. The only thing she could feel relieved about was that she had fallen into a coma. Otherwise, if she, who is arrogant and arrogant, sees Fatty looking so complacent, she may immediately choose to self-destruct.

Rogge threw Victoria to the ***, turned back to Wella and said, "It's time for me to go back. What are you going to do next?"

Wella didn't make a sound, just stood silently in the air. Suddenly, she rushed into Rogge's arms and hugged him tightly!

The fat man was shocked. Before he could react, Wella returned to the place like lightning, and her face regained its frosty coldness.

"What are you..." Rogge didn't know what to say for a moment.

Wella smiled calmly, "I'm going to get my memory back." "After that, she turned around and stepped into the void.

Rogge was stunned and couldn't figure out how she could get her memory back. As far as he knew, the angels who descended could only regain their memories after returning to heaven. But she had only seen angels descending and had never heard of an angel returning to heaven. How was she going to return to heaven

Rogge didn't know that in that burning plane, there was still a majestic gate to heaven. But what will be waiting for her behind the gate of heaven? How could he dare to think about it

The wind continues to blow. It's just that there is a bit of chill in the gentle wind. It's already autumn. Rogge looked back at the picturesque scene in the secret realm, took a deep breath of cool air, and then stepped onto the long stairs of the Great Temple of Light.

The moment Rogge stepped onto the long steps, a hundred low-level angels descended from the sky. On both sides of the long steps, there would be a pair of angels every hundred steps.

Different from the arrogant and hostile attitude shown in front of Rogge in the past, these lower-level angels who descended now showed humility and awe on their faces. Whenever Rogge passes between a pair of angels, the two angels will kneel down and spread their wings of light behind them to show their obedience to the superior. The light wings of these descending angels vary in light and dark. The closer they are to the Great Temple of Light, the brighter their light wings will be. The ten angels standing at the gate of the Great Temple of Light, the wings of light behind them have become real.

This is not because the angels who are close to the Great Temple of Light are superior in strength, but the closer they are to the Great Temple of Light, the more power bonuses they will receive.

What the Great Temple of Light emits is not the faint holy glow of the past, but a soft blue glow. The entire Great Temple of Light was trembling slightly and screaming, as if there was life, looking down at Rogge who was climbing up the stairs.

The sky in the secret realm is blue. There is endless majesty and power hidden in the blue, and the entire sky seems to be the eyes of God, watching everything in the world.

The two giant doors of the Great Temple of Light slowly opened amidst the roar. At the opening of the door, the Pope is wearing a high crown and rich clothes. Holding a tall scepter, he slowly walked out of the door and stood on the edge of the steps. At this time, the pope's usual sluggishness was gone, his face was solemn and solemn, and a faint radiance of radiance appeared on his wrinkled face!

The Pope reached the top of the long steps and slowly opened his eyes. At the moment when the pair of eyes opened, which imagined the existence and death of countless planes, it seemed that the not burly body was already higher than the towering Great Temple of Light!

Hymns resounded throughout the secret realm. Bursts of sacred light are like mist or waves, falling from the sky, or pouring out from the earth or mountain peaks, washing away the mundane world. Countless petals fell from the sky like rain. It fell on Rogge and the long steps in front of him. In the colorful rain of falling flowers, there are many tiny angels flying around Rogge, praising his deeds and looking forward to bathing in his glory.

Rogge stopped and looked back. Behind him, *** and Naifei Yingying followed, their beauty was unparalleled.

He looked ahead again, at the seemingly endless long stairs. There are humble angels and colorful flowers. There is splendor and glory, and there are even little angels born just to sing His praises.

Rogge looked at his hand again, which held two white wings tightly. The wings belong to the once glorious cherubim Victoria. At this moment, she was angry, hesitant, confused and frightened. She struggled, but all her struggles were in vain. She only has one pair of wings left. And it fell into the hands of others. As long as Rogge's hand tightened even slightly, she would have no power to resist.

In fact, Victoria was suffering unspeakable pain. Inside her. There seems to be a miniature space storm raging. The power of the Cherubim is endless, but every time a new power is generated, it will be absorbed by the much more powerful space storm. Not only that, the Victoria entity is constantly collapsing and disintegrating into the completely unconscious original power of the heaven. There are countless space cracks swirling in her body, and wherever they pass, the solid material will be torn apart!

Victoria understood that all of this actually stemmed from the fact that her ascended power exceeded the limitations of this plane, which caused chaos and disintegration. However, she should have noticed it before her power reached the limit that the space could accommodate. But for some unknown reason, Victoria didn't realize the power limit of this plane at all. When her power breaks through the upper limit of the plane, another option is to temporarily break through the space barrier and hide from the space storm.

But how could the four opponents she faced at that time give her this chance

In the heaven, the dazzling brilliance of the Cherubim is enough to suppress the Angels of Light who have not entered the angel sequence, and their power is far from all the Cherubim. However, with the strength of both sides being limited, in terms of combat, only one Wella could rival Victoria. What's more, she was severely damaged by the Eye of Destruction and was no longer able to contact the main god Sethanistoria, so she could not use many powerful skills.

Victoria's consciousness was only awake for a moment. She tried her best to gather strength, trying to burn herself, turning herself into the unconscious god's origin, and returning to the heaven. Although in this way, in a sense, the thirteenth wise angel in heaven can be said to have disappeared, but she is willing! The glory of Cherubim would never allow her to be so insulted! How could those wings that once carried infinite brilliance be reduced to the hands of a humble mortal and an evil heretic

Just as her strength was gathering, Rogge was already aware of it. As soon as he tightened his grip, a seemingly void power was transmitted from Victoria's wings. Wherever it passed, all the changes in power in her body disappeared. Without a trace. As soon as the strength of resistance disappeared, Victoria's consciousness gradually became blurred again, and she groaned.

She wanted to scream but couldn't. Looking out with both eyes, there is only blazing energy flames! In fact, if Rogge hadn't used his own power to suppress the energy storm raging in her body, Victoria would have burned into a ball of flame at this moment.

After suppressing Victoria's resistance, Rogge smiled slightly, raised his head, and met the eyes of the Pope who was standing at the top of the long steps, seemingly supporting the heaven and earth with his own body! The moment their eyes met, the heaven and earth fell silent, and the wind stopped. Between Shenghui, Huayu and the little angel, there was an invisible huge thunder light passing by.

Finally, Rogge smiled. Facing such glory and splendor, there was an unspeakable bitterness in his smile.

He moved. Climb up the stairs again. Time in the secret realm seems to flow extremely slowly, but also seems to flow as fast as a river. In the blink of an eye, Rogge had stepped through the ten thousand steps and stood in front of the Pope.

In his eyes, the Pope is still a huge darkness, and there is no light in the darkness.

Augustus stood behind the Pope with a strange face. He looked at the hundreds of angels who were still kneeling on the long steps. Then he looked at *** and Naifei, as well as the cherubim in Rogge's hand. When he saw a faint blue flame emerging from Rogge's body, his expression changed again, and he finally landed on one knee. Kneel down to Rogge.

Rogge didn't notice the Blood Angel's obedience. He just stared blankly into the Pope's eyes. In those indescribable eyes, there are too many planes of life and death.

I don’t know how long it took, but the Pope finally raised his scepter and gave it a heavy slap, causing the entire secret realm to tremble. In response to his actions, countless thunder exploded in the sky of the secret realm, and a high-pitched hymn that penetrated the clouds resounded through every corner of the secret realm!

The curtain of the sky opened, and a beautiful and somewhat weak angel descended from the sky. There is a pair of blue wings on her back, and her hands are respectfully stretched forward. There is a ball of light spinning slowly in the palm of his hand. If you look closely, you will see that this ball of light is composed of countless mysterious and complicated symbols. Every symbol represents a kind of power.

The angel slowly landed in front of Rogge, stretched out his hands, and presented the ball of light.

Rogge stared at the ball of light. It felt familiar.

He couldn't remember how many nights he woke up from that nightmare. Every time he woke up, he was exhausted and weak. Sweating. When he first entered that dream, he had seen the body of a terrifying existence with thirty thousand eyes at an extremely close distance. In that golden body made of unknown metal, something very similar to this ball of light kept appearing.

Of course, Rogge now knew that the person in his dream was Dismassen, the main god of destruction in the Celestial Division. It's just that many times, knowing the truth is not a good thing. Looking back on the past thirty years, Rogge has gone from nothing to now making a name for himself all over the continent, and has even been able to participate in the battle between the gods in the heaven. Looking back at this time, the past is like smoke. He suddenly wanted to go back to the past, to the simple days of cracking down on counterfeiters, drinking, and robbing women. After all, life at that time was chaotic and chaotic, and there was still hope in humility.

At this time, the pope's voice brought Rogge back to reality. There was a strange rhythm in the old voice: "Rogge, the great Lord of Destruction, Dismasson, and the Lord of Redemption, Isaac, have noticed your piety and achievements. Therefore Dismason sent down the oracle to grant you a share of his radiant glory."

When Rogge heard this, his eyes fell on the ball of light in the angel's hand. At this moment, all knowledge of this glory appeared in his consciousness. What the angel offered was indeed the power from the Lord of Destruction. But that is both strength and chains. The consequences of betraying the faith of the Lord of Destruction are by no means comparable to what he casually swore in the name of the kings of the death world.

Roger finally reached out his hand. His hands were shaking.

The Pope said slowly: "In the face of unaffordable glory, remember to be humble. But when glory is placed in front of you, don't doubt whether you are qualified to receive it."

Rogge looked at the Great Temple of Light. Although he couldn't see it, he could feel that in the temple, she, who had turned into a statue, was still standing quietly in the holy flames of heaven.

The next moment, his hand had already reached into the ball of light! In an instant, countless symbols representing power fell into his hands. At this moment, the world is silent. The sky is a little blue, the mountains are a little blue, in fact, everything in Rogge's eyes has some blue.

In the silence, Rogge finally noticed that at some point Augustus had completely knelt down to him, with his wings spread out behind him, facing him in the most respectful manner. It's just that Rogge's thoughts seemed a little slow, and it took him a while to react to the Blood Angel's humility. Rogge felt something strange on his back again. He moved slightly, and with a swipe sound, two huge blue wings stretched out from behind to in front of him.

Rogge gently stroked the two blue wings, feeling slightly enlightened.

"The gods each have their own duties, and they all follow their categories. If they have their duties, they have strength and power. If they have power and power, they must follow their categories. The gods cannot exceed their categories. If they exceed their categories, they will Fallen." The Book of Hero, page six.

At the end of page six, there is still the sentence "The gods are not omnipotent, but Hero is omnipotent." At this moment, in the deepest part of Rogge's consciousness, the Book of Hilo shines softly and is spinning slowly. This time is different from the past. After the content of the sixth page of the Book of Hilo emerged, it did not sink back into the deepest part of Rogge's sea of consciousness, but still floated on the sea.

This Book of Hero, which records the mysteries of the gods, is like an ordinary book at the moment, open to the sixth page, as if waiting for someone destined to read it.

Rogge suddenly knew that as long as he wanted to, he could turn the sixth page! And what is recorded on the seventh page of the Book of Heroes

Rogge remembered that when giving him the Book of Hero, Hughes once said that this book was the source of all disasters for the elves. However, he has read six pages. Judging from the content, Rogge really does not understand why this book will become a disaster for the elves. Moreover, judging from historical records, there has never been a major dispute or civil war in the Elf Empire. The elves with firm beliefs and no greed should not do anything detrimental to the entire clan in order to compete for this book. All these secrets should be recorded on page seven.

"The Book of Hero has seven pages. Do not open the seventh page under any circumstances." Hughes's warning emerged in Rogge's mind. Why can't he look through it? What does Rogge still lack today? Is it not enough strength or too much concern? Unknowingly, his hand has been placed on the Book of Heroes... Should I turn this thin and invisible page, or not

In front of the Great Temple of Light, Rogge slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were already cold, as if there was no emotion left, and there seemed to be an arrogance in the coldness that looked down on all living beings. With a swipe sound, under the pair of blue wings, new wings seemed to be formed, but this time the wings seemed to be formed from nothingness!

His eyes passed over the sky, over the earth, and over the surrendered angels. Wherever his eyes looked, everything seemed to be quietly shrinking, and all the angels were trying their best to spread their wings as far as possible to show their awe! Only when his eyes fell on ***'s silver eyes, there was a slight fluctuation.

Rogge retracted his gaze, carrying Victoria, slowly passed between the Pope and Augustus, and entered the Great Temple of Light.

His figure has disappeared, but the angels are still kneeling. At this moment, the time in the secret realm seems to have frozen. I just don't know if anyone noticed that in his last glance, he felt vaguely and deeply lonely.

Whether it was because he was afraid of Rogge's majesty or because he knew his destination, the entire Great Temple of Light was silent. Rogge didn't meet anyone along the way.

Rogge walked all the way to the entrance of the Purgatory Angel Hall, then stopped, turned around and said to *** and Naifei behind him: "Wait for me here."

After speaking, without waiting for their reply, Rogge entered the Purgatory Angel Hall. The main entrance to the hall was never opened. However, in front of Rogge, these two majestic gates rippled like water waves, swallowing him in, and then returned to their cold and solid appearance. The eleven vivid angels of purgatory seemed to be Looking down at *** and Naifei.

Watching Rogge's back disappear, ***'s face finally changed a little, as if he was a little confused and a little uneasy. Naifei snorted and stuck out her tongue towards the temple door.

They waited.

The world was moving slowly, and they didn't know how long they had been waiting, but there was still no sign of the two doors opening. Unknowingly, the light in the hall gradually dimmed, the temperature became lower and lower, and occasionally a cold wind blew through. I don’t know where the dark wind comes from, and I don’t know where it is going.

Before *** could say anything, Naifei had a look on his face. She suddenly broke free from ***'s hand, hugged *** instead, and dragged her into the void, leaving only a rippling wave of water behind her.

As soon as the ripples dispersed, Rogge walked out of the main hall door and walked towards the deepest part of the Purgatory Angel Hall. After walking a short distance, he stopped and looked back at the place where the two girls escaped. Then he continued to move forward expressionlessly.

After a while, Rogge finally stood in front of the statue in the Twin Halls. He stood silently for a moment, then suddenly said: "Stop hiding, come out!"

*** and Naifei showed up as promised.

***'s face still had that cold look, but the look in her eyes when she looked at Rogge was a little more unfamiliar, doubtful, and a little bit fearful. Naifei, on the other hand, seemed not to be as sensitive as she was, and complained directly to ***: "I told you not to follow me. If you follow me, you will be discovered by him! Look, you have been caught now...have you?" Are you listening to me?"

*** wasn't listening, she just stared blankly up at the statue floating in the air. The silver eyes kept fluctuating violently, and for a moment, they seemed to be crazy!

Rogge turned around and looked at them. The ice in his eyes finally melted slightly, and he said calmly: "You go back and wait for me. I will be back soon."

Say, will he do anything bad in there? "Naifei said suddenly. As she spoke, she subconsciously wanted to pull ***'s sleeves, but *** silently took a step back and just let Naifei's hand go.

Naifei was startled, looked back at ***, frowned and said: "Don't be so stingy, okay? According to the rules of this plane, I am his daughter. That is to say, although we have nothing to do with each other now, it seems that in the future It will always have something to do with it. Isn’t it a bit unjustifiable for you to treat me like this? You threw me to feed Tangke Bakala, but I didn’t care about you at all!"

What does it have to do with you? "

*** was stunned, then frowned and thought hard. After thinking about it, a pair of dark eyebrows slowly spread out again. Naifei observed ***'s expression carefully, and when she saw that a storm began to gather between her eyebrows, she smiled softly. He jumped into the gate of the Purgatory Angel Palace.

;

*** finally figured it out and immediately said angrily: "Naifei! Do you want to die?"

But at this time, Naifei's figure had already disappeared from the gate of the Purgatory Angel Hall, and the ripples had not yet calmed down. ***'s figure flashed and followed Naifei through the door.

"Dear Victoria, do you want to think about it again?" Rogge's sonorous voice echoed in the main hall of the Purgatory Angel. It was as loud as a bell, and it seemed that it was not a voice that a human could make. In addition to being loud and loud, there was also a strange feeling in his voice. It was neither cold nor intense. It sounded like it came from a completely inanimate object.

"Between faith and destruction. There is no room for consideration! Even if I fall in this plane, I will not make a deal with you. The great sister-in-law Tanistoria will definitely give you the punishment you deserve!" Victoria's voice There is a little struggle and pain in the coldness.

Rogge's voice said again: "Perhaps you should think about it carefully, why would Andreoli want to destroy you in this plane? This is the oracle of the Lord of Destruction. The relationship between the Lord Gods is not What I can know. But can Cetanistoria change the oracle that the Lord of Destruction has sent down? Maybe there is a possibility that some kind of deal has been reached between the two gods. And you, just He is a victim in this transaction!”

"This is absolutely impossible!" Victoria said categorically: "The secrets of the gods are definitely not something that an evil and lowly heretic like you can know!"

Rogge still said in his unwavering voice: "The secrets of the gods are not complicated. The Lord of Destruction and the Lord of War each have their own responsibilities and follow their own categories. They cannot interfere in each other's domain. That's all, Isn’t it?”

Victoria suddenly fell silent.

Rogge said calmly: "Aren't I, a lowly heretic, now in control of the noble Lord of War's servants, the power of life and death of the Thirteenth Wise Angel? I have just shown you the meaning of existence, what I want What you get in exchange is just a little memory of the heaven. We are just humble existences, and we don’t know whose brilliance is brighter, Dismassen or Setannistoria. But in this small plane, Obviously the Lord of Destruction has won the victory. For angels, walking out of the radiance of one lord god and entering the radiance of another lord god cannot be said to be betrayal."

Victoria said coldly: "The Lord of Destruction has violated the rules of heaven. It is falling into the endless abyss, and the order of divine power in heaven is about to change. In terms of the ending of destruction, I am just one step ahead of you. .”

Finally, Rogge has a hint of the divine power to change the world. What does it have to do with us? Noble Victoria. Now that you’ve made your decision, let’s get started! Although this process is painful, it is not long.

In the blink of an eye, Victoria's painful screams filled the entire purgatory perm! As if she was tired and unable to support herself, her shouts soon became low and turned into moans, and then the intermittent moans slowly disappeared.

Naifei, who had been hiding outside the hall and eavesdropping, suddenly shuddered and her face turned pale. She shook her head vigorously, as if she could throw something very scary out. Naifei moved and quietly floated backwards. But just as she stepped back a little, a slender hand reached out, grabbed the back of her neck, and lifted her up.

Naifei immediately said: "Since it's soon, let's wait here!" After saying that, she put on an innocent and ignorant look and looked at Rogge with her big green eyes.

How could a guy who grew up into a young girl in just a few dozen days and possesses the power of the goddess of nature be naive and ignorant

Of course Rogge would not follow her lead. He pointed to the empty hall at the other end of the Twin Halls and refused to leave. Did he want to get a place in the empty Purgatory Angel Hall? "

Naifei's little face immediately turned pale and she shook her head desperately.

"Why don't you go back quickly? No matter what happens in the future, you are not allowed to come here!" Although Rogge's tone was stern, it was still much better than the metal-like lifeless voice just now.

Nephi snorted reluctantly. He stretched out his hand and pulled the ***, and said to Rogge: "If you don't come, you won't come. Isn't it amazing?"

But *** didn't move. She was still looking up at the statue in the sky, and suddenly said: Who? "

For some reason, there was a tremor in her voice. This was also the first time Rogge heard her speak.

Rogge's expression changed slightly. He walked up to ***, blocking her view of the statue, and said gently: "That's just a statue. Okay, you should go back. This is not the place you should come."

*** floated to the side, stared at the statue again, and asked: "Who is she?" This time her voice trembled even more.

Rogge finally sighed. It's very troublesome to talk about it. You go back first and I will tell you. "

Nephi tugged on her *** and whispered, "Let's go, he's already angry."

*** was silent for a moment, and finally followed Naifei to fly outside the Twin Halls. Just before leaving the Twin Halls, she suddenly looked back at the statue again, and there was no trace of blood on her lips.

Rogge watched them leave, then turned around and looked at the statue with a hint of tenderness in his eyes. He smiled bitterly and saw that now you seem to have an independent consciousness in your body. This is trouble. But it doesn't matter, it will all be over soon, and I won't let you suffer anymore. "

As he spoke, Rogge stretched out his right hand, and from his palm, a small statue slowly emerged. Looking carefully, this statue depicts an angel. Chains are wrapped around her body, binding her tightly, and several thinner chains pass through the two pairs of wings on her back.

The statue comes to life.

It seemed that the angel was in great pain. She was struggling and screaming, but every struggle would bring her more unbearable pain.

This small, almost transparent golden statue freezes the most painful moment of the angel. Even the feathers on the wings on her back that stood up due to pain are clearly visible!

Looking at the statue of Luo Ge, he hesitated for a moment, but in the end he leaned forward slightly with his palms. As a result, the Xiao Xiao Diao Village flew away from his palm and slowly floated towards the Holy Flame.

Rogge lowered his eyes and began to chant a spell. At this moment, his spells are completely arbitrary and there are no certain rules. But if he wants to see any result, he will immediately know how to chant the spell and how to drive the magic power.

Amidst the sound of the incantation, the statue of Tianshi became brighter and brighter, and halfway through, the entire Twin Halls were reflected like daylight!

It was flying and rolling, and the unimaginable power contained within it was flowing out bit by bit under the influence of the spell. This power was like a drop of water at first, then it became a trickle, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a turbulent river!

It suddenly lost its balance and staggered down, drawing a winding arc in the air and landing directly under the statue. As soon as this crystal-clear statuette touched the ground, it quietly shattered into more than a dozen pieces.

With a bang, the golden frenzy instantly filled every corner of the Twin Halls!

The tide comes like thunder and the tide falls silently.

But the golden wave of power rolled back in an instant, converging towards the statue floating in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely absorbed by the statue.

Rogge stood quietly in the hall, looking up at the statue. The golden wave of power just now was enough to turn fine steel into nothingness, but it couldn't hurt Rogge at all.

When the golden frenzy completely disappeared, only a few spark-like embers remained of the unquenchable holy flame in the hall. It seemed to flicker unwillingly, and then went out!

At the same moment, the statue came to life, and a gleam of silver began to float from her eyes. Rogge's heart gradually beat faster along with the unstable silver.

*** His eyes moved and he looked at Rogge.

Roger took a step forward. He wanted to call her name, but when he opened his mouth, no sound came out.

He smiled wryly, somewhat self-deprecatingly. He had experienced so many moments where life and death were hanging by a thread, but why was he still so nervous and worried about gains and losses now

Before Rogge could say anything, the silver in the statue's eyes receded like a tide! In an instant, the Twin Halls once again became lifeless.

Rogge's heart suddenly increased and almost jumped out of his chest. He kicked for a few times and then screamed!

"***!"

This slightly hoarse cry echoed in the Twin Halls, but the belated call could no longer revive the statue.

Rogge finally calmed down, his expressionless gaze reappeared in his eyes, and he looked at the statue in the sky indifferently. He discovered that although the holy flame had been extinguished, her consciousness was still trapped in the statue.

Could it be that a statue that embodies a small amount of Victoria's power is still not enough to save her from purgatory

;

Rogge closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and then strode out of the Twin Halls.

A moment later, Rogge was standing in front of the Pope and asked coldly: "What's going on?"

The Pope withdrew his gaze from the scripture and turned to look at Rogge. Angel's power had indeed exceeded the limit of this plane, but she had no godhead. "

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Rogge's mouth, which meant that he still needed godhead, right? Very good, I'll go find it right now! "

The Pope closed the canon and said slowly: "Although I am here, my eyes are not completely dim. I can still see the glory of the gods. You don't have to look for it yourself. I will provide you with several options." .”

Roger waited.

The Pope suddenly sighed heavily and said meaningfully: "You still need to think carefully before pulling her back from purgatory!"

"No need, everything is under my control." Rogge said calmly.

"There is no need to make any more efforts. At this time, he must have decided that everything is under his control and there is absolutely no way he can turn back." Hughes sighed.

"I know, but I can't just wait, I have to do something!" Eiffel held a lot of magic crystals of various colors in her arms and hurried past Hughes.

It wasn't until Eiffel's figure disappeared that Hughes sighed, picked up the tea cup and drank it all. But now what he holds in his arms is no longer the refreshing tea, but just a cup of water. Hughes looked at the empty teacup, stood up, and walked in the direction where Eiffel disappeared.

This is a quiet and beautiful valley. A clear river flows around the valley. On the mountains surrounding the valley, countless clear streams gurgling down and merge into this nameless river. There are huge houses built in the valley. Almost all the houses are built entirely of wood instead of stone, integrating seamlessly with the natural scenery of the valley. There are no tall buildings in the valley, and the tallest hall is only more than ten meters high.

This seemingly ordinary valley is filled with unimaginable magical achievements. Not to mention the many magic puppets walking through the valley, the magnificent magic hall in the center of the valley alone is breathtaking.

This main hall is filled with sculptures and reliefs. In terms of artistic attainments, these decorations alone are enough to put the so-called masters of art in human countries to shame. The entire hall is made of an unknown blue crystal. Through the crystal, you can faintly see the decoration inside the hall. The temple exudes a light and majestic atmosphere, overlooking everything in the valley like a god.

Indeed, it is a top view. This is not how high it is. In fact, the hundreds of thousand-year-old trees in the valley are much taller than it. It looks down because it is floating a hundred meters in the air.

There are several stairs spiraling up from the ground, leading to several doors of the air temple. They are composed of translucent steps. Each step is an independent individual and is not related to other steps. These stairs floating in the air can also be called a magical wonder.

The valley is quiet yet busy. Elves dressed in strange robes were constantly shuttling back and forth. Busy. If there are continental historians here, they will definitely be ecstatic, because these elves are different from those in the green sea of the central mountains, here. All clothing, decorations and customs are the most original style of the Elf Empire.

In this valley, the only ones who seemed out of place with their surroundings were Hughes and Eiffel.

Hughes climbed up the stairs and slowly entered the air temple. Eiffel's magic laboratory is located in a large room at the back of the temple. Different from the tidiness of other elves, her laboratory seemed messy, with all kinds of strange and strange items piled together randomly. There was only an empty space in front of the window. It seems that this is where Eiffel made the prophecy.

At this time, Eiffel rolled up her sleeves and was grinding a piece of magic crystal hard. Fine beads of sweat could be seen on her forehead. Although working. However, she was still wearing a loose dress that was not convenient for movement.

Hughes opened the door and walked in. Then he stood there, quietly watching Eiffel busy. Finally, Eiffel polished the crystal in her hand, held it in her hand, closed her eyes and murmured a prayer. She prayed for a long time. I couldn't hear clearly what she was muttering, but I saw her drop the crystal in her hand to the ground.

With a bang, the magic crystal fell to pieces. But besides that. Nothing is born. Eiffel was startled for a moment, then swept up the crystal fragments and wrapped them up, throwing them out of the window. Then she rummaged through the pile of magic materials in the corner of the room and found another unpolished crystal. She found a hammer and a chisel from nowhere, and carefully carved patterns on the crystal.

Hughes looked at Eiffel and sighed: "It's useless what you're doing. He can't hear your call now, and he won't take all the warnings to heart. His current body can't be overdrawn so frequently. Magic, rest in peace! I think it won't be long before he comes to your door." Eiffel wiped the sweat from her forehead. Will she kill me? "Xius smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know what will happen at that time. "Ephiel stopped what she was doing and looked at Hughes with a bad look. Why did you give him that book?" Hughes sighed: "Without the Book of Hilo, how could he survive today?" ?" "That's true." Eiffel murmured, and she suddenly reached out to Hughes! "What do you want?" Hughes was startled. "The Book of Hero!" Hughes was startled. What do you want with this? "I'm curious, I just want to take a look." "Under the gaze of Effier's clear eyes, Hughes also seemed a little unnatural. He coughed a few times and the Book of Luo had already been given to him. I don't have any more in my hand..." But under Effier's extremely firm gaze, Next, Hughes's voice became smaller and smaller. Finally, he finally let out a long sigh and took out a thick, huge and beautifully bound book from his arms. Looking at the cover, it was "The War of the Twelve Elf Kings". ”, which is the Book of Hero.

Eiffel snorted and snatched the Book of Hilo from Hughes' hand. She knew that there would be more than one copy of this kind of thing! "Xius could only smile bitterly. He was really speechless and could not explain why the Book of Heroes appeared in his arms again. But as soon as he smiled bitterly, his expression froze on his face!

Eiffel frowned and had already opened the Book of Hilo and was flipping through the pages quickly. At this moment, she is beautiful and cute but also reveals a bit of toughness.

Swish, brush, brush!

There was silence in the room, except for the sound of Eiffel turning the pages of a book. While Hughes was stunned, Eiffel's fingers danced, and in the blink of an eye, she had finished flipping through a thick book!

The big change in Xiusi’s face!

But after seeing Eiffel closing the page of the book. Still standing there, frowning and thinking hard about something, Hughes's face looked better now. He calmed down and said with a smile: "How is it? Is the story of the twelve great elf kings good to read?" "The story of the great elf kings? Elder Hughes, what are you talking about? This book is obviously about the gods. The secret of the book. And each page has a different aura of divine power! But this book only has seven pages, which is really strange!" Eiffel spoke quickly and crisply as before, but every time she said . Hughes's face will look even uglier. By the end, the elf elder who had always been calm and carefree seemed to have suddenly aged several years.

Hughes finally sighed. Did he already know that what he opened would be the Book of Hero? Even so, why did you turn to page seven? "Ai Feier smiled! Because a god just told me that it will help me open the Book of Hilo, and after I read this book, I will be fine. So you don't have to worry." Hughes His face slowly darkened, and he suddenly asked: "Which god appeared in your prophecy?" Eiffel raised her head to the sky. I thought about it for a long time. Then he said with a confused face: "This... I can't remember it either. There are so many gods that have responded to my prophecies, and it doesn't appear very often, so how can I remember so many gods clearly?" Hughes thought to himself. He sighed and just looked at Effie. The elf girl smiled and said, "I told you that you don't have to worry..." Before she finished speaking, the blood on her face suddenly faded very quickly.

Eiffel's face showed pain. His body swayed, and he reluctantly said: "How dare you lie to me..." Then he fell to the ground!

Hughes took a step forward and supported Eiffel. Slowly lower her body to the ground.

After a while, Eiffel's beautiful face became angry again. She opened her eyes again. However, her eyes that were so clear and flawless in the past have now become cold, as cold as the perennial wind of the corpse plane. And there is countless arrogance in those eyes, just like behind those pupils, there is actually a lofty god looking down on the world!

Eiffel pushed Hughes away, and then without any movement, her body floated into the air on its own and stood up slowly. Hughes looked at her cold eyes, then at her belly, and smiled bitterly. Fei'er, how do you feel now? Is this kid... okay? Eiffel gently touched her slightly bulging belly and said calmly: "I have everything under control." Now that I'm awake, of course he'll be fine. "After that, she didn't wait for Hughes's answer and floated out. Eiffel didn't go through the door or through the window. She flew directly towards the wall, and then the moment she touched the wall, she The figure suddenly seemed to be in the water, constantly changing and twisting slightly, disappearing from the house and appearing outside the wall.

She just walked through the wall and walked away.

Hughes was the only one left in the room. The elf elder who once had everything in his hands seemed a little confused. Looking at the messy magic laboratory, Hughes couldn't even smile bitterly. He subconsciously touched his body and took out a complete set of tea sets from somewhere. But when he opened the tea can, it was empty. Hughes looked inside and poured it out again, but still not a single tea leaf appeared.

Hughes suddenly became depressed and threw all the tea sets into Eiffel's pile of magic materials. He turned around and was about to walk out of the room when a shining crystal shard happened to come into his sight.

This is the crystal fragment that Eiffel broke just now when she was making a prophecy. When she was cleaning it up, she missed this piece.

Hughes bent down and picked up the crystal fragments. He pondered for a long time, and finally there was unconcealable anger in his eyes! He threw the piece of crystal in the air, and in his right hand was already the dull and unremarkable thin sword he used to use, and he pierced the crystal fragment with one sword!

A shrill cry faintly sounded in the air!

Hughes's face remained unchanged, and he slowly drew back the rapier. At some point, the tip of the rapier had completely turned into nothingness, with only a few drops of golden blood showing the position of the tip.

Hughes held the rapier horizontally in front of him and gently wiped the blade with his fingers. Wherever he pointed his finger, the ethereal sword edge became physical again. Returned to its ordinary appearance.

The elf elder hung the rapier back on his waist and walked out of Eiffel's prophecy room. Behind him, the closed door rippled and merged with the surrounding walls, sealing the prophecy room from now on.

Hughes knew that Eiffel would never use this prophecy room again in the future.

The wind carries the coolness of autumn. Skimming over mountains, crossing rivers, and crossing the entire continent. It shook the treetops and messed up the beautiful woman's hair. Froya smoothed the gold on her forehead with her spring-green fingers, and narrowed her extremely beautiful green eyes slightly. Looking at the endless mountains and rivers in the distance. She was sitting on a rock protruding from a thousand-meter cliff at the top of a dangerous peak, her white bare feet hanging in the air, swinging back and forth.

From where she sat, she could see the peaks competing, the rivers flowing, and the scenery was unparalleled. However, her green eyes reflected the vast sea of clouds. In that direction, under the same sea of clouds, there was another person who worried her and made her unable to leave.

A slight smile appeared on her face, as if she was remembering the past. Froya at this moment. Still beautiful and unparalleled. Every gesture is a sight to behold.

At this time, a soft voice sounded behind her: "The wind here is too cold, your body has not fully recovered, go back." Froya chanted a short spell and opened her arms. It floated up under the support of magic power. She slowly turned around in the air and smiled at Milo.

At this moment, Froya was floating in the air, with a thousand-meter cliff beneath her snow-white bare feet. The mountain wind blew up her clothes, making her look as graceful as a god!

Milo opened his mouth and was fascinated for a moment. Milo didn't react until Froya flew past him. He silently followed Froya and flew towards several stone houses not far away.

The two of them walked in silence. Milo opened his mouth several times, but nothing came out. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, took Froya's hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Froya, follow me... come with me to the devil world!" Froya turned around with a pair of calm blue eyes. He looked at Milo and said with a smile: "I'm not going." Milo's expression changed, and in an instant, he suddenly felt a sudden pain that pierced his heart and lungs! He couldn't help shouting: "Why don't you go? The war here has been lost, and it is very likely that the entire plane will perish! Do you think that with your power, you can reverse your destiny?" Froya laughed. He smiled, and slowly but firmly pulled his hand out of Milo's palm before he was too lazy to care about the outcome of the war. Even the survival of this plane has nothing to do with me, but since he is here, I will not leave. As for destruction..." She smiled sweetly and didn't care!" Milo's face slowly turned pale.

Froya said softly: "Milo, you are very kind. If...if you came earlier, I might go to the devil world with you." Hearing her words, Milo felt a throbbing pain in his heart again. He forced a smile and said: "Then what are you going to do next?" I'll wait for him to come to me. If he doesn't come, then I'll go find him after I recover. "

It’s also autumn.

However, the autumn in the secret realm is completely different from the autumn in the mainland. The autumn scenery here is magnificent, with half of the mountain covered in brilliant yellow and red. It's just that the autumn in the secret realm is the same this year and every year without any changes, while the autumn scenery on the mainland is ever-changing and always gives people expectations.

Unlike Blood Angel Augustus, Rogge experienced the autumn of the secret realm for the first time. However, he had no interest in the autumn scenery that was so beautiful that it was almost unreal. He didn't even look out the window and just stared at the huge magic map in front of him. Augustus stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, quietly looking at the burning mountains.

No matter how many times he has seen it, Augustus will never get tired of the autumn scenery in the secret place. He likes autumn, the blood-like scenery, and even more the desolation and loneliness before the severe cold comes.

Loneliness is really enjoyable sometimes. Augustus was enjoying his loneliness. In addition to loneliness, he also likes the changes in various emotions such as anger, joy, and anxiety. No matter which one it is, it is better than the ignorant existence he once had. But only loneliness can last long enough.

Rogge was not at all as leisurely as Augustus. His mood at the moment did not fluctuate, he was just looking at the magic map in front of him.

The Pope stands on the other side of the magical map. He lit the mountains near the sea in the south of the continent with his scepter and said slowly: "There is the aura of the goddess of nature here. You may be able to find a way to the kingdom of the goddess of nature here. However, the power of the goddess of nature is far from powerful. The Ice and Snow Goddess you were once hostile to, you have to be careful." A cold smile appeared on Rogge's lips.

The Pope didn't seem to notice Rogge's expression at all. He coughed a few times and then tremblingly pointed with his scepter at the directions of Moonlight Dragon City and Hellfire Basin. You are already familiar with them, so you don't need me to say more. explain. But what you need to note is that Dragon God is composed of three different divine powers. And it's not closely connected to this plane. It would be very difficult to find the Dragon God's kingdom. Moreover, even I don’t know how powerful the Dragon God is. "Roger listened expressionlessly.

The scepter once again pointed to the passage leading to the demon world in the central mountain range. It used to be guarded by Demon General Artest, but now it is no longer guarded. Along this passage, you can enter the demon world. It is said that in the endless demon abyss in the deepest part of the demon world, the dark demon slumbers. Of course, the Endless Demonic Abyss is a place that even Andreoli of the Stars doesn’t want to enter, so you don’t need to enter there. According to the oracle of Isaac, the Redeemer. The Dark Demon cannot leave the Endless Demonic Abyss. So you don't need to worry. Now going to the devil world, as long as you can find the devil's agent and harvest its soul, you should be fine. Rogge's expression finally changed a little, and he asked lightly: "Demon General Artest is very strange." I now have a feeling that it has the aura of heaven in it. "The Pope nodded slowly. It feels right. In fact, the person who dominated Artest's soul at that time was the Lord God with billions of clones, Sirlo, who was responsible for lies and deceit." Rogge raised his eyebrows slightly. There is actually a god of lies and deceit in this world? "The vastness of heaven and earth is beyond our imagination, so we must be humble before the glory of the gods." "The Pope's answer was somewhat inappropriate.

Rogge nodded indifferently, stood with his hands behind his back, and did not continue to ask. At this time, the Pope's scepter pointed to the last place, which was the mysterious Chichinako Mountains located in the extreme west of the continent.

"A very powerful aura has just been born here. Although it does not have a godhead, if you are interested, you can go and have a look." Rogge said expressionlessly: "That's all?" "That's enough." Rogge said calmly: "That's enough indeed. I will be back soon." After that, he did not say goodbye to the Pope, his body fluctuated, and he disappeared into the void.

Augustus finally turned around, looking thoughtfully at the ripples in space that had not dissipated after Rogge left. The Pope coughed violently and looked as old as a weak candle in the wind, which might be extinguished at any time.

When Rogge's figure appeared in his room, it was almost dusk in the secret realm, and golden sunlight filled the room. In Ruoda's room, only Naifei was sitting at the table, staring at a strange green plant in front of her.

"**Ge asked.

Naifei's eyes did not leave the plate of plants at all, she just pointed in the direction of the large terrace. Roger nodded and walked to the terrace.

The huge terrace is dozens of meters in diameter. From this position, you can take in the beautiful autumn scenery of the entire secret realm. This is already the room with the best view in the church.

***On the terrace. It's just that at this moment, *** is not floating in the air as before, but sitting on the wide stone railing of the terrace. She hugged her knees with her hands, almost curled up into a ball, her body was trembling slightly, as if she was a little afraid of the cold, and she seemed to be afraid of something. She suddenly turned around and saw Rogge standing quietly.

***Silver eyes slowly became alive. She moved her body slightly, and instantly she flashed into Rogge's arms, hugging him tightly with both hands. She buried her face deeply into Roger's chest. His chest was broad, thick, and warm. This piece of chest is now enough to bear. She should feel safe and supported, but for some reason, she was still peaceful at first, but slowly, her body began to tremble again.

Rogge sighed secretly and gently hugged her into his arms.

But under Rogge's comfort, she shivered even more fiercely. Finally, she raised her head, looked up at Rogge, and said softly: You're about to wake up, right? "Roger was silent for a moment and nodded slowly.

She looked into Rogge's eyes and said, "This body belongs to her, doesn't it? She should disappear when she wakes up..." *** buried her head into Rogge's chest again, tightly, tightly. She hugged him and said in a low voice: "I know, I shouldn't exist. But I... I don't want to disappear..." Her body was as cold as ice, bone-chilling.

Rogge patted her back gently. "You don't have to worry about it. Everything is in my... my..." For some reason, Rogge suddenly realized that he could not finish this sentence anyway. He could only sigh. .

There was another gentle sigh, the sound was soft and sweet, but also revealed strength and majesty. Such a sigh could only come from Wella's mouth. She has passed through the clouds and is now standing in the sky, looking at the towering gate of heaven in the distance.

Both the sky above and the clouds below were bright red at the moment, and the waves of scorching waves sometimes made Wella feel a little unbearable. The familiar abandoned land has turned into a world of flames. There are no mountains and no earth here. There are only fierce foehn winds roaring back and forth and waves of fire emerging from time to time! In this world of flames that can instantly catalyze fine steel, only the brilliant Gate of Heaven is always shrouded in holy light. There is a restricted area for flames.

Looking at the tall and majestic gate to heaven in the distance, Wella suddenly felt an indescribable heaviness in her chest, which almost made her breathless. What will be waiting for her behind the gate of heaven? Is it an endless battle, or is he instantly overwhelmed by the glory of heaven

The golden cross star began to shine in Wella's eyes again. She spread her wings, passed through the fire clouds like wind and lightning, and flew towards the gate of heaven!

At this time, in front of the gate of heaven, a huge figure with a height of 100 meters slowly emerged.

Wei Na suddenly stopped in the air, opened her mouth wide, and looked at the figure that was becoming clearer in disbelief. Her wings were trembling, and her body had lost the ability to move. Her weak hands could no longer hold the Dragon Soul War Gun, and she let it slip from her fingers, chasing down the endless flames. Even if she loses all her memories, she will never forget that figure. Even though she had a thousand powers, she couldn't resist in his glory! That was the main god of heaven who created her and endowed her with emotions, Tiratmis!

"This is what you want. There is no need to go to heaven to get it." Tiratmis's mental fluctuations instantly dimmed the flames in the entire abandoned land!

He waved his hand slightly, and a ray of light fell from the sky, covering Wei Na in it. That unimaginably huge memory was like a huge wave that washed over her soul repeatedly, almost driving her crazy! In an instant, all the past events in heaven emerged in her mind one by one.

When Wella finally woke up from her dizziness, Tiratmis's figure had disappeared, and the door to heaven was slowly closing.

Wella's wings quietly spread to their maximum, and she slowly knelt down towards the place where Tiratmis had appeared.

Before she knew it, she was in tears.

Where there is light there is darkness. The light is about to dissipate, and darkness has arrived again. If there is night, there will be morning. (QuanBeN-XiaoShuo.com)