Roger withdrew his gaze indifferently.
There was no fluctuation in his mood.
Tivisefro’s story is very touching, and he is also a very affectionate person.
However, Roger did not sympathize with him.
Although Tivisefro was a man of deep affection, he was also the emperor of an empire.
Tivisefro is undoubtedly a sinner, abandoning everything and bringing everything into desolation without caring about the lives of his subjects.
However, we have to look at things from both sides.
For Tivisefro, perhaps he knew that what he did was wrong, and the subjects of the Tromala Empire should not bear the pain of losing his wife.
… But Tivisevero didn’t care.
"My Tromala, where are you..."
Amidst the rolling yellow sand, such a voice was heard, along with the aura of a demigod, there was also a faint hoarse whisper...
To him, Tivisefro is everything.
Empire, subjects, power, fame, everything is an illusion!
"hiss-"
The violent low roar swept across the entire sea of sand!
The huge body of Tivisefro also appeared completely in front of Rogge.
This is a monster as tall as a mountain.
It is shaped like a giant scorpion, with four legs and two claws, a huge tail stinger, a pair of huge human hands and feet, and its body is covered with furry shells and spikes.
The most eye-catching part is its head, which is shaped like a human but has huge scorpion-like jaws on its cheeks.
On top of its head, there is a spike that looks like a broken imperial crown, but is actually just a characteristic of the monster.
There is no emperor wearing a crown here, only... desolation!
There was a void in his pupils, as if only some instinct and obsession remained.
"Tromara is waiting for me..."
His empty eyes fell on Rogge in front of him, and his voice suddenly became crazy and violent.
"Don't stand in front of me!"
In an instant, yellow sand and storms surged, and the desolate force that destroyed life came towards Rogue in an overwhelming manner, wanting to destroy all living things.
This is a desolate force that destroys life, with extremely strong corrosive power, almost distorting the air.
Roger had anticipated His sudden outburst.
As opponents of the same rank, the power of their rank almost cancels each other out.
However, Rogge was now in the home turf of Tivisefro, the master of desolation, and his own main body rank was only an angel. The power that allowed him to hold out against him came from Heisatan, not himself.
Therefore, in the contest of rank power, Rogge is at a slight disadvantage.
Under such circumstances, Tivisefro himself is a real demigod creature. In addition to the power of rank, the power of desolation he uses is also at the demigod level.
Rogue's power of destruction alone is extremely difficult to resist.
However, Rogge did not intend to confront him head-on.
To confront Him one-on-one with the subject is truly insane and would be on the same level as Him.
He leaned over Heisatan's soul and did only two things at this moment!
First, let the fear monsters in the black tide bravely resist.
second…
"Coming!"
Rogge's eyes were calm as he uttered two words softly.
If Heisatan were to apply his strength to his body, there is no doubt that he would have a hard time fighting.
But he is not that stupid.
Why fight one-on-one? Just send your clone over and have a righteous gang fight!
"Roar-"
Countless black tide monsters struggled to stand up from the black tide, and then rushed towards Tivisefro.
When they came into contact with the desolate force that carried the yellow sand, each of them lost their vitality in an instant and disappeared into thin air.
But even so, they still charge forward madly one after another.
The Master of Desolation has no reason, and neither do these terrifying monsters!
Moreover, their number is endless.
As long as Heishatan still has remaining strength and power of faith, they will not stop charging!
This undoubtedly curbed Tivisefro's progress to a certain extent.
He was crazy, he roared, and waved his huge claws, and every attack made the sand sea tremble.
However, the black tide in front of Him was like an unstoppable fluid. Even if it was destroyed by the desolation, it would recover in an instant, flowing continuously and coming back again.
If he was a qualified demigod, he would not be fighting against the black tide and wasting his own strength.
But he is not the awakened Tivisefro, just the Master of Desolation...
In the black tide area, void cracks began to appear one after another in the air, and countless black tentacles spread from them into reality.
They all come from the audience place of the Lord of the Black Tide, a mysterious and terrifying space unique to Heishatan.
They—pave the way for the Lord!
Buzz—
A heart-shaking buzzing sound was heard, and under the worship and welcome of the black tide, a huge crack appeared.
It tore through space, like the opening of an eye of the abyss, and mysterious air currents and a breath of fear flowed out from it, mixing with the air of the main world.
Tentacles stretched out from the eye of the abyss one after another, pressing on the edge of the crack, using it as support... Terror descended!
"hiss-"
"Roar-"
Countless crazy and fearful creatures let out extremely excited roars, they were welcoming their supreme master!
In the black tide, that incredibly huge and majestic figure finally appeared at this moment!
The Lord of the Black Tide is here!
The huge overlord was facing the desolate controller in the yellow sand.
The terrifying aura made it impossible for the Master of Desolation to ignore its existence.
But this made Him even more violent.
"enemy… "
"All those who stand in my way must die!"
Tivisefro roared furiously, the sand sea trembled, his mouth opened wide, and his mad eyes stared directly at Heisatan.
Two demigods confront each other!
“Damn it…” Wuweiyemuze, who was far behind, was shocked when he saw this scene.
"Is this still the pet of Roger boy?"
"No... This is him!"
The shock in Wuweiyemuze's heart was beyond words.
It was currently in Rogue's black tide area, and everything around it made it feel threatened instinctively.
But Rogge naturally had no intention of killing it, so it was very safe.
It was also able to witness the arrival of the Lord of the Black Tide at this time.
That majestic figure is shrouded in mystery and surrounded by fear. No one can see His true appearance because He is the embodiment of mystery.
Everything around was boiling, the black tide was cheering, this was their Lord, their only... God!
At this moment, Uweiyemuze recalled a question that Rogge had asked him before.
That is whether his clone can walk the path of faith alone...
Now it seems that he has succeeded perfectly!
With his angelic body, he controls demigod-level creatures, relying on a fragment of his soul!
"Who is this kid...?"
At this time, Uweiyemuze couldn't help but guess Rogge's origins.
It now feels even more that its previous guess is likely to be correct.
This kid Rogge is most likely some terrifying ancient being... Resurrected!
Otherwise, it's all so hard to explain.
"… fear."
Wuweiyemuze could only utter these two words to describe the trembling in his heart.
But soon, it couldn't help but become excited.
It was initially connected with Rogge because of the prophecy of the tribe.
Later, after learning more about him, it just felt that this kid Rogge was very talented and would probably be of great use in the future.
But it didn't expect that after a good sleep...
It can already hug this boy's thighs!
Wonderful!
Wuweiyemuze suppressed the ecstasy in his heart.
Rogue suddenly became a big shot from a human boy, and it has a good relationship with Rogue. This is simply God’s help!
Boy Roger is so strong!
No…
From now on, we will talk about our own things. You call me Lao Wu and I will call you Big Brother!
Wuweiyemuze was very excited.
…
Rogge, who was on the battlefield, naturally had no idea what Uweiyemuzhe was thinking.
His attention was focused on the Desolation Master in front of him, concentrating on thinking about how to deal with this guy in front of him.
Although he has lost all his rationality, he still retains his instincts and the obsession of Tivisefro.
Just based on this point, it would be impossible for Rogge to kill him easily.
Because every demigod is an existence that has ignited the fire!
Moreover, Tivisefro became even crazier and more dangerous because of losing his mind, just like a wild beast that had lost its mind. His unreserved madness made him not care even about his own life.
But the most important point is that this monster who has lost his mind... does not feel fear!
This makes Heishatan's ultimate ability useless, so you must not be careless!
"Consume His power."
Rogge quickly and calmly gave a countermeasure.
Fear cannot be inflicted on Him, and close combat is even more dangerous. In this case, let's use endless objects of fear to consume His power!
After making up his mind, Rogge started to act without hesitation.
"Minions of fear... forward!"
Heisartan's low voice seemed to echo in the abyss.
At the command, countless terrifying creatures emerged from the black tide even more frantically, rushing towards the Master of Desolation one after another.
"Desolation will destroy everything!"
The Master of Desolation roared towards the sky.
The power to destroy life turned into a concrete air blade, carrying with it the storm and yellow sand, and without reservation, it destroyed all the terrifying things that attacked.
This horrific demigod war lasted for a long time.
The yellow sand and the black tide are in competition with each other.
The crazy demigod didn't care about anything at all. He only focused on the present and wanted to tear apart anything that stood in his way.
As time passed and the fog became more turbulent, Rogge's power of faith also quickly dissipated.
"Roger boy, the fog is surging!"
Wuweiyemuze showed up and shouted a warning.
When the voice fell into Rogge's ears, he couldn't help but divert a little of his attention.
Then he became acutely aware that the fog around him began to surge.
The message appears again in the prompt bar.
Uweiye Muze was right, the fog tide is about to begin again!
The supreme power of regularity will not let anyone go, including demigods.
If he doesn't solve the current trouble, he will most likely be transferred to another place by the Master of Desolation and the Sea of Sand.
In that case…
Rogge looked at the Desolation Master in front of him. At this moment, scars were inevitably appearing on his body, and his energy consumption was very effective.
It's taken so long, I can't wait any longer.
"The Emperor of Tromare..."
“It’s time to hit the road!”
Roger finished his words coldly.
With a move of his will, the tall body of Heisatan beside him was wrapped in mysterious power and disappeared in an instant.
Snap—
With a loud crash, the sharp blade of the Lord of the Black Tide swept across and chopped the shell on the back of the Master of Desolation, breaking it!
"hiss-"
The Master of Desolation instinctively roared in pain, and the golden blood of the demigod spilled into the yellow sand and merged with it. The yellow sand began to wriggle, as if spirituality was about to be born.
But soon, the black tide swallowed it up.
The Master of Desolation was furious. He turned around, waved his giant claws, and tore at Heisatan frantically.
However, the master of the black tide did not dodge or evade, and his tentacles and sharp blades went hand in hand, attacking in a staggered manner, fighting fearlessly and fearlessly, with divine blood spilled.
boom-
At this moment, the two demigods chose the most primitive way of hand-to-hand combat, with punches hitting flesh, knives drawing blood, and scars everywhere.
The Desolation Master, whose energy had been greatly consumed, was still as ferocious as ever, but his power had greatly declined and he was firmly suppressed by Heisatan.
Rogge's strategy was absolutely correct.
Under the consumption of the terrifying creatures, the powerful Master of Desolation will inevitably run out of strength. If this continues, Rogge will most likely only need to spend a large amount of faith power to exhaust its strength and easily complete the harvest.
But the border fog will not give Rogge time. He must kill this demigod as soon as possible and leave here!
Heishatan was fighting desperately with the Master of Desolation.
Rogge was naturally not idle either.
He was suspended in the air with his eyes closed. The wings of destruction behind him received a large amount of power of faith coming from the black tide space. The power was sublimating at a crazy speed.
With the help of the power of faith, the power of destruction is temporarily raised to the level of demigod, and he can be killed in one fell swoop!
Buzz—
After a while, the golden power of faith was interrupted.
And Rogge's appearance also changed dramatically at this time.
His face was covered with mysterious dark yellow lines of destruction, as if he was an angel of judgment from God. The wings of destruction behind him had solidified into substance at this moment, and the surging power was almost uncontrollable.
He opened his eyes.
His eyes had become as bright as gold, his spirituality and strength unconsciously gushed out, transforming into streams of light, without a trace of human aura.
He raised his hand, and the destructive force that had condensed to its peak was compressed into an extremely tiny point.
next moment-
"Desolation... Destruction at this moment!"
boom-
The dazzling dark yellow destructive force was speeding, piercing through the black tide and tearing through the wasteland.
The demigod instinct made the Master of Desolation aware of the approaching terrifying force, but his aura was blurred by the mysterious power extended by Heishatan. The power of fear also acted on his body at this time, making it difficult for him to move.
The power of the demigod realm was powerless at this moment, and could only watch it fall accurately on the back of the Desolate Master...
He who was fighting with Heisatan suddenly stopped.
Snap…
The crown-shaped shell on Tivisefro's head shattered at this moment.
The empty eyes had a glimmer of light again.
It is Tivisevero, Tivisevero of Tromare.
There was no regret or remorse in his eyes, let alone fear of death.
Only loneliness and sadness remain...
"Tromalla... where are you..."
It seemed as if the obsession had solidified into shape.
The flying yellow sand is like a paintbrush, forming one majestic building after another.
Beside the towering and illusory magnificent throne, a dignified and gentle woman whose face could not be seen slowly raised her hand towards him...
Tromare
Seeing this, he suddenly felt relieved, with only a hint of tenderness in his eyes.
"finally found you… "
Crash—
The massive body of the demigod shattered like broken ceramic and was annihilated in the sea of sand.
Whoosh…
The sea of sand also disappeared at this moment, the sea water flowed back, and the fog gradually rose.
Desolation finally ushered in extinction...
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