Like a meteor, Rogge pierced through the thick, greasy lead-gray clouds of the alien world, drew a graceful arc in the sky, and swept towards a small mountain peak. w w w. q u a n b e n .c o m
A figure was waiting for him at the top of the mountain.
It seemed as if she had been waiting for countless years, as if she had been waiting there since the moment heaven and earth were created.
In a flash of lightning, Rogge flew through the heavy fog and flew to the mountain peak, slowly falling.
For a moment, Rogge felt as if he was dazzled and saw a tall and flying figure. However, when he stopped in front of the girl, he found that she had not changed at all.
Rogge now only exists as a spiritual body, so there is no such thing as dazzling. With a self-deprecating smile, he was ready to fly into the core of the body just like he did the previous two times in other worlds.
An invisible energy shield suddenly formed on ***, and Rogge was bounced back as if he had hit his head against a wall. He just felt that the whole world was spinning, and it took him a long time to calm down.
*** stretched out her hand and pointed, and Rogge looked in the direction of her finger. He saw three zombie lords and more than twenty zombie warriors standing not far away. He smiled confidently, couldn't he catch these undead creatures easily? Just when the first mental shock hit the front line, Rogge suddenly became confused. What was the posture of these undead creatures rather than a challenge? correct! It's respectful!
Rogge looked at him in extreme surprise. These undead creatures were actually respectful to him? ! She actually started forming a clique
At ***'s finger, a zombie warrior came out and came to ***. *** reached out with his right hand, easily penetrated its chest, and grasped the energy core. The zombie warrior's body is as hard as hard wood and is as mud to the enemy. As soon as *** exerted force on his hand and whistled softly from his mouth, the zombie warrior exploded into corpses on the ground. Countless golden energy lines stretched out from the ***'s skull and penetrated into the energy core of the zombie warrior. Then countless thin lines burst out from the energy core and wrapped around every corpse on the ground.
The entangled corpse quickly ignited with pale flames and was quickly burned away, leaving only a little essence connected to the end of the thin spiritual thread. As soon as she retracted her hand, countless spiritual connections were recovered like a tide, forming a golden mass the size of a water drop at her fingertips. The drop of semen immediately melted into ***'s fingertips and became one with the fingers.
Undead creatures have no emotions such as fear, joy, or surprise. They only have simple obedience to their masters. Although the *** destroyed and absorbed one zombie, the other zombies still stood quietly aside, waiting for the ***'s next order.
The purple mist that represents Rogge's spiritual body surged sharply: "Can spiritual power be used like this?! Doesn't this mean that I can also have a body in this world?"
A mysterious new world unfolds in front of Rogge!
The purple mist rolled up, several lines of mist poked out, searching along the ground, and a line of mist gradually seeped into the ground. Driven by the mist, from time to time one or two bones, stones or dead tree trunks would suddenly jump up and then fall down again. Slowly, the operation of the mist began to become more proficient. From time to time, new and finer mist separated. The various objects on the ground beat more and more frequently and with greater amplitude.
*** Holding the sickle in his arms, he waited quietly. She had waited so long and didn't care to wait a little longer.
The small peak can be called a chaotic dance of demons at this moment! Countless bones and various strange things were flying in the air, and the ground was constantly churning, as if there were hundreds of groundhogs digging frantically underground. There are hundreds of thin purple threads stretching out from Rogge's spiritual body, constantly touching, exploring and manipulating every object that comes into contact.
Finally, a skull settled in mid-air, sucking in Rogge's spiritual body like a sponge. Two balls of purple fire then lit up in the skull's eye sockets.
Roger was very dissatisfied with his new body, or rather his new head.
Although it is recorded that the most powerful evil creature, the demigod lich, is just a huge skull floating in the air, it is obviously not the same skull as his current one. As a junior necromancer, Rogge still needs at least one pair of hands to perform most magic. And without the modified ones, as well as the battle armor 'Reincarnation' and the battle axe's soul-binding grid, the physical combat ability is not even as good as that of a slightly higher skeleton soldier.
After hesitating for a moment, Rogge resolutely gave up on the skull and once again tried to organize a body for himself. After countless attempts, he finally got enlightenment from the "summoning of the dead" spell and summoned a skeleton as his body.
*** led Rogge to a pool of water.
The water in other worlds is muddy, turbid, gray slurry, but the water in this pool is unexpectedly clear. Although it is only two feet in diameter and more than one foot deep, it seems incompatible with the surrounding environment. Rogge clearly sensed that a powerful force was protecting this clear water from the erosion of the power of death. This power is very familiar and should come from ***. He was a little confused. What was so special about this ordinary clear water that it took so much effort to protect it
Rogge leaned down at the water's edge, and a relatively complete skeleton was reflected in the water. Rogge smiled bitterly, now he should be the evil typical of the necromancer - the corpse witch. However, Rogge is very good at explaining things to himself. He can continuously transform his body in another world. As the master, he should be able to do the same. It will not be difficult to transform into a tall and handsome skeleton mage in the future. In fact, he knew very well that he might not be able to do what *** could do.
Rogge took some time to adapt to his new existence form, and even successfully cast a curse! But just as fear spells have no effect on undead creatures, Rogge can't think of any use of auxiliary necromancy spells such as curses and diseases in this world where almost only undead creatures exist.
If it weren't for the powerful call from the original world, Rogge wouldn't know how long he would have to explore in this new field.
This summons was powerful, overbearing, and unparalleled in power, locking his spirit extremely accurately. Rogge smiled bitterly. Besides Elesis, the female devil, who else could do this
The skeletons fell apart. Before even saying hello to ***, Rogge's spiritual body was recalled to the original world by Elesis. As he continued to fly high, seeing the figure of *** standing motionless, Rogge suddenly had a thought:
"Maybe I should say goodbye to it..."
He immediately laughed at his ridiculous idea. Why would a mage say goodbye to his pet? Although, although *** seems a bit special, it is still just a mage pet.
For some reason, Rogge suddenly felt like he couldn't laugh anymore.
While Elesis was floating in space, Rogge tried his best to maintain the connection with her. When she wanted to find Rogge, the summons was as easy as a barbarian warrior lifting a chicken. This is the absolute gap in understanding of space and magic. This discovery was another blow to Rogge. Fortunately, he had been following Ofiloch and Elesis for many years, and his face and nerves had become extremely tough. This blow was really nothing.
After a period of dizziness, Rogge returned to his own world.
Ofiloch and Elesis stood and sat, looking at him with concern. Ofiloch breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Rogge's eyes slowly changing from confusion to clarity. Elesis's powerful magical fluctuations gradually dissipated, and every bit of the black flame that had been around her body was sucked back into her body. The "Summoning from Another World" just cast seemed to be a big burden for Elesis, and a few beads of sweat were hanging on the tip of her nose.
It was now dusk, and the sunset softly shone through the blinds in the house, casting a golden glow on Elesis's face. A few fine beads of sweat shone golden in the sunset.
Roger had never seen Elesis so clearly. The black flames that burned all the time in the past always made her hazy, as if she were separated by a layer of mist.
Lisis snorted and pulled Rogge's soul back. "You are really bold! You have experienced a little bit of otherworldly space and you think you are a great mage? Do you know how many otherworldly spaces exist, and how many alien creatures you have never seen before, you can swallow them at any time? Lose your spiritual body? With your pitiful magic power, what space magic can you use to escape? At first, I thought you were just practicing some magic to lock the opponent's soul, but I didn't expect that you actually teleported your entire spiritual body. Went to a different space!"
Elesis's shameless accusation made Rogg feel that she was a real person for the first time. In the past, Elesis was always so mysterious and reserved, making people feel like a demon or a god. And it was the first time that Rogge felt that she cared about him, and this feeling made him excited.
"Okay, okay, Ani, since Roger is fine, please spare him once." Ofiloch said with a smile.
He then said to Rogge: "You didn't show up for two days, which made everyone anxious. Kate found you here first, but you were still delirious. He couldn't solve it, so he came to us." Ni concluded that your spiritual body, in other words, your soul had wandered to another world, so she used the magic of 'Alien Summoning' to capture you."
Rogge chuckled, suddenly remembered something, and asked: "'Summoning from another world'? This magic... seems to be used to summon monsters from another world, right? And you don't know what you are summoning in advance?" "
Elesis's "Puch" smile magic was originally used to summon monsters from other worlds. With a slight modification, it is perfect for summoning you. Besides, whatever I want to summon must come out obediently. How can the summoned beast have any choice? "
Rogge was a little embarrassed and asked: "Did I stay in another world for two days?"
"Then how long do you think you stayed?" Elesis asked.
Ofiloch stared at Rogge for a while, his eyes were real, looking at Rogge inside and out.
"It seems that you have gained a lot during this period. The magic power has actually improved again, haha, not bad, not bad. This book "Parallel Space and Elementary Space Magic" was written by the great wizard Cleveland four hundred years ago, and is now written by my father. collection. Both Ani and I think this book is more suitable for your current situation, so we brought it here by the way. You must keep it carefully. Not counting the magic in it, the handwriting of the great wizard alone is It’s already very valuable!” He smiled.
This last sentence hit the nail on the head. How could a natural businessman like Fatty not know the value of the handwriting of the Great Mage four hundred years ago? Although he had no idea who Cleveland was. Roger quickly stepped forward and took the historic parchment with trembling hands, feeling excited.
After finally sending off Ofiloch and Kate and others who came with them, Rogge couldn't wait to come to the quiet room and began to sit and meditate. He calmed down his mind, and his consciousness slowly penetrated into his spiritual body, experiencing and controlling the magic power around him bit by bit.
All kinds of magical energy in the air began to gather with Rogge as the center, flying and spinning around him. The red ones are flames, the blue ones are frost, the gray ones are death energy, and there are many magical energies that Rogge cannot distinguish, which together form a magnificent light belt. This band of light cannot be discerned with the naked eye and can only be sensed with the spirit. Small streams of magical energy on the light belt would fly into Rogge from time to time, circle around in his spiritual body, and fly out again. A little magic energy remained in Rogge's body.
In the early morning, Rogge finally finished his meditation. He stood in front of the window, magic surging around him. He is already a ninth-level magician. Although he is not powerful, he is already a person who cannot be ignored casually! It only took him a few months to go from an eighth-level magician to a ninth-level magician. This was not an amazing feat, but considering Rogge's talent in magic, it was beyond his wildest dreams. progress.
The invisible fight with Wu Huan allowed Rogge to understand the skill of observing the world with spiritual power, and even allowed him to accidentally see the source of power that makes the entire world run. This allowed him to clearly see his goal for the first time and know where the peak of power he was pursuing was. Whether it is fighting spirit or magic power, it will eventually return to the source of power. The origin of power was still beyond the scope of Rogge's understanding. He just saw it and knew that it was his direction, but he didn't know what it was.
However, if you know where your goal is, you can choose a relatively correct path. Most of the time, strength does not depend on a person's ability to run faster than others on his own path, but on the moment he chooses the path.
Compared with fighting spirit, magic power is closer to the source of power. Therefore, although Rogge was extremely powerful and had the unique talent to become a warrior, he still chose to spend all his time on improving his magic and spiritual power, neither practicing fighting spirit nor studying combat skills.
Rodriguez's teachings before his death shattered the existing rules and regulations in his mind, allowing him to find his own path toward his goal. The greatest necromancer possesses unparalleled wisdom. He knows that rules are the shortcut to the growth of all wisdom, but they are also the biggest cage that binds wisdom. Rodriguez knew that while he had gained supreme wisdom and power, the rules of this world had been imprinted deep in his soul. He was unable to break out of this rule, but Rogge was different. He has just jumped on the journey to pursue strength, and he has enough potential, but he has not yet been branded with too many marks.
This is the reason why Rodriguez did not absorb Rogge's soul or leave his knowledge to Rogge. If you do that, you may be able to create a more powerful necromancer, which may even reach the level of a god or demon in terms of power. However, no matter how powerful and fat a caterpillar is, it is not a butterfly.
Rodriguez is looking forward to the day when Rogge can break out of his cocoon, rather than being a caterpillar forever.
The spiritual connection with Elesis allowed Rogge to experience the existence of a different space for the first time. The existence of *** also prevented his first experience of leaping into a different space with his soul from turning into a disaster. The unique experience of transforming into a corpse witch in another world made him more precise in grasping the energy of death. It also directly stimulated the growth of his magic power, which was mainly based on death energy, and he was finally able to make further progress in a short period of time.
A ninth-level magician!
Rogge couldn't restrain his excitement, which meant that he was no longer a small character who could be ignored! Although hiding in the dark and hurting people behind their backs will always be his first choice, with powerful power, how vast the world will become! Think about it, with his precise magic control, a ninth-level mage means that he can have at least four sword spiders to summon in each battle, as well as countless magic missiles, six or seven fireballs, fear, and disease. ,Etc., etc. These spells are enough to destroy a squad of knights!
Rogge was a little dizzy, but the harvest didn't stop there.
He recalled the crazy scenes in the Night Return Hotel, especially the experience of stabbing his opponent's chest with his bare hands and crushing his spine. He tried to raise his mental power to the highest level, and then concentrated it on the index finger of his right hand. After a while, his whole finger became hot. Rogge took a closer look and saw that his index finger had grown an inch, his nails had turned into sharp blade shapes, and thin flesh scales had formed on his fingers, which shone with a lavender metallic light in the sunlight.
Rogge pointed at the hardwood table in front of him as easily as inserting a piece of freshly baked bread. Rogge smiled with satisfaction, picked up an ordinary long sword, flicked the blade with his devilish fingers, and there was a metallic impact sound. Of course, there is nothing special about this sword. He would not be stupid enough to use those magical weapons, such as the battle ax 'Soul Binding', to test the strength of his fingers.
He put his shiny metallic fingers in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully for a while, then said to himself: "This should be one of the abilities of the demons, right? According to the records in the book, this must be it. But who knows? , maybe the guy who wrote the book has never seen a high-level demon himself! Maybe he should catch another demon and ask, hehe. For example, that Jing Ge... "
Rogge walked around the room a few times and said in deep thought: "This Jing Ge seems to be in trouble. We have to do some business together soon. Let's forget it."
He has now calmed down from the initial excitement. Although the increase in magic power is a good thing, it is far from the entire strength. There are countless things waiting for him to do. The day agreed upon for the slave capture is coming, but many preparations have not been completed. This time, I am going to use all my strength to catch slaves, but it is really annoying to have a flying dragon behind me. It's like there's always a thorn in the flesh. But after the flying dragon was injured, it immediately turned into a gopher and dug a hole somewhere to hide itself. This kind of despicable, shameless and shameless enemy has always been the object of Rogge's hatred.
This time they went to Ron Bus to capture slaves with great fanfare. The name under which hundreds of armed men entered the Principality of Ron was not a small problem. Rogge had no choice but to hope that Stanich and Jing Ge had great powers and could find a perfect solution.
Although Ofiloch is a paladin, Elesis's magical power is also terrifying. But these two backers are always too weak. What's more, the opponent's strength is not necessarily inferior. Once a conflict breaks out, minions like yourself will always be the first to be unlucky. Rogge thought hard and searched all the forces one by one. Suddenly his eyes lit up, the Church of Light! The brothers have been getting along very well with Bishop Gerard Hart recently, and now is a good opportunity to ask him to introduce them to Cardinal Burke! If you get involved with the church, no matter who you are, you should think carefully before you want to touch yourself.
Thinking of this, Rogge couldn't help but deeply regretted not embracing the church earlier. Although it seemed a little ridiculous for the Necromancer to join the Church of Light, in line with the principle that if you have breasts, you are a mother, Rogge couldn't care less. How can positions and principles be as important as life? Then again, Ofiloch is also a member of the Church of Light, and the Principality of Bavaria is the only religious district in the Rhine League. If you do this yourself, it can't be considered a betrayal.
Thinking of the deceased Necromancer Rodriguez, Rogge couldn't help but feel a little guilty. But this trace of shame disappeared in the blink of an eye, and he thought confidently: "You taught me that I can ignore all the rules of the world. Is it one of the rules that the necromancer cannot join the Church of Light? Then starting from me, in the light It's a bit troublesome to create a new world of necromancers and holy water in the church. It doesn't matter. If you can't bear it anymore, I think I can use my mental power to make a small shield to keep the holy water out, just like the miracle. .***, why did I forget such a good idea! This shield needs to be carefully practiced, not too thick, half a centimeter at most; it also needs to be long-lasting, and it can change with my body shape... It seems to be quite difficult? "
The issue of holy water is not a top priority yet, let's put it aside for now and save the headache later.
He dispersed his mental energy, and when his fingers returned to normal, he hurried out.
When Rogge arrived at Bishop Genade Hart's residence, most people in Lille were still asleep. The middle-aged housekeeper who was woken up was obviously in a bad mood, and he didn't have a good look towards Rogge. But when he saw a few silver coins handed over by Rogge, his face immediately put on the most attentive smile. His face changed so quickly that Rogge was a little impressed. The nodding and bowing butler repeatedly said that he would hand over Rogge's name sticker as soon as the bishop woke up. Then he asked Rogge flatteringly if he would like to go in and have a cup of coffee.
Looking at the butler's thin, withered face and his teeth that were yellowed by low-quality tobacco, it was really hard for Roger to have the slightest interest in the coffee at the bishop's house. After hurriedly leaving a message on the name tag and making an appointment with the bishop to visit again in the evening, Roger left in a hurry as if he was fleeing. This visit gave Rogge a preliminary estimate of the bishop's financial situation. However, after carefully thinking about the bishop's money-making style, it seemed that he should not be so embarrassed.
With doubts, Rogge rushed towards the Hammer of War. (Quanben Novel Website www.QUAbEn-XIAoShUo.com)