Blasphemy Chapter 21: Wait

Like a meteor, Rogge pierced through the thick, greasy lead-gray clouds of the alien world, drew a graceful arc in the air, and swept towards a small mountain peak.

A figure was waiting for him at the top of the peak.

It seems as if she has been waiting for countless years, as if she has been waiting there since the moment heaven and earth were created.

In a flash of light, Rogge passed through the heavy fog, flew to the mountain peak, and slowly fell.

For a moment, Rogge felt as if he was dazzled and saw a figure with flying long hair. However, when he stopped in front of Fengyue, he found that she had not changed much.

Rogg only exists as a spiritual body now, so naturally there is no such thing as 'dazzling'. He smiled mockingly to himself, and prepared to fly into Feng Yue's core just like he did the previous two times he went to other worlds.

An invisible energy shield suddenly formed on Fengyue's body, and Rogge was bounced back as if his head had hit a wall. He just felt that the whole world was spinning, and it took him a long time to calm down.

Feng Yue reached out 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 as he was about to launch a spiritual shock to the front line, Rogge suddenly became confused. The posture of these undead creatures was not so much a challenge as, well, what was it? correct! It's respectful!

Roger looked at Feng Yue in extreme surprise. These undead creatures were actually respectful to Feng Yue? ! She actually started forming a clique?

At Feng Yue's finger, a zombie warrior came out and came to Feng Yue. Feng Yue reached out with her right hand, inserted it into its chest easily, and held the energy core. The zombie warrior's body was as hard as hard wood and was as mud to Feng Yue. Feng Yue exerted force on her hands and let out a slight whistle, and the zombie warriors exploded into corpses on the ground. Countless golden energy lines stretched out from Fengyue'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 at the end of the thin spiritual thread. Feng Yue withdrew her hand, and countless spiritual connections were recovered like a tide, condensing into a golden liquid the size of a water drop at her fingertips. The drop of liquid immediately melted into Feng Yue'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 Feng Yue destroyed and absorbed one zombie, the other zombies still stood quietly aside, waiting for Feng Yue's next order.

The purple mist representing 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, and several lines of mist came 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 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.

Feng Yue held the sickle in her arms and 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 **** of purple fire then lit up in the skull's eye sockets.

Rogge was very dissatisfied with his new body, or more specifically, 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 as the skull he has now. As a junior necromancer, Rogge still needs at least one pair of hands to perform most magic. And after leaving the modified body, as well as the battle armor "Reincarnation" and the battle ax "Soul Binding", Rogge's physical combat ability is not even as good as 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 inspiration from the "Dead Soul Summoning" spell and summoned a skeleton as his body.

Feng Yue led Rogge to a pool of water.

The water in other worlds is muddy, turbid, gray slurry, but the water in this pool is surprisingly 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 Feng Yue. He was a little confused. What was so special about this ordinary clear water that it took so much effort to protect it?

Roger leaned down by the water, 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. Fengyue can constantly 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 Fengyue could do.

Rogg 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 are scattered. Before even saying hello to Feng Yue, Rogge's spiritual body was recalled to the original world by Elesis. As he kept flying high, seeing Feng Yue's figure 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 Fengyue seems a little 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 hit Rogge quite a bit. Fortunately, he had been following Ofiloch and Elesis for many years, and his face and nerves had become extremely tough. This kind of 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 magic wave gradually dissipated, and every bit of the black flame that had once seemed to be substantial 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 already 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.

Rogge 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.

"Humph!" Elesis snorted coldly 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 kind of space magic can you activate to let you 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 lost your entire spiritual body. Teleported to a different space!"

Elesis' 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. Moreover, it was also the first time that Rogge felt that she cared about him, and this feeling made him extremely excited.

"Okay, okay, Ani, since Rogge 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 unconscious. He couldn't solve it, so he came to find you. We. Eni 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."

Roger chuckled, suddenly remembered something, and asked: "'Summoning from another world'? This magic... seems to be used to summon monsters from another world, right? And he didn't know what he was summoning in advance. Is that right?"

Elesis smiled and said: "This magic is originally used to summon monsters from other worlds. I modified it a little and it is perfect for summoning you. Besides, what do I want to summon? Things have to come out obediently, how can the summoned beast have any choice?"

Roger 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 "Parallel Space and Elementary Space Magic" is the handwriting of the great wizard Cleveland four hundred years ago. Now It's my father's collection. Both Ani and I think this book is more suitable for your current situation, so we brought it here by the way. You have to keep it carefully. Not counting the magic in it, the Great Mage alone His handwriting is 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 around Rogge, spinning rapidly 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 strands 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 ended 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 speed is not amazing, but considering Rogge's talent in magic, it is already beyond his wildest dreams. progress.

The invisible fight with Wu Huan allowed Rogge to understand the technique 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 the 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 to 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 **** or demon in terms of power. However, no matter how powerful and fat a caterpillar is, it is not a butterfly.

What Rodriguez looks forward to is that one day Rogge can emerge from his cocoon, rather than being a caterpillar forever.

The spiritual connection with Elesis made Rogg experience the existence of a different space for the first time. Fengyue's existence 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!

Roger 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!

Roger 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 inserting his bare hands into the opponent's chest 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 sun.

Roger inserted his finger into 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 it made 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 them 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. However, Who knows, maybe the guy who wrote the book has never seen a high-level demon himself! Maybe he should catch another demon to ask, hehe. For example, that Jing Ge..."

Roger walked around the room a few times and muttered: "This Jing Ge seems to be in trouble. We have to do some business together soon. Well... 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 to set out to capture slaves was approaching, but many preparations had 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 we 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 only these two mountains are always too thin. 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.

Rogge couldn't help but feel a little guilty when he thought of the deceased Necromancer Rodriguez. 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 A new world of necromancers has been created in the church! Well, this holy water is a bit troublesome. It doesn't matter. Just bear with it! Huh? There's no need to bear with it. I think I can use my mental power to make a small shield to keep this holy water out. , just like the miracle. ***, why did I forget such a good idea! This shield must be carefully practiced~IndoMTL.com~ It should not be too thick, half a centimeter is the most; it must be durable and can be adjusted easily. The change in my body shape... seems to be a bit 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, and his face changed so quickly that Rogge also admired it. The nodding and bowed 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 galloped towards the ‘Hammer of the God of War’.