Blasphemy: 7 Life and Death
A few rays of morning light pierced the darkness on the horizon, and dawn was about to arrive.
Roger opened the window, took a deep breath of the bone-chilling morning breeze, and suddenly felt much more awake. Although he had great mental strength, he still felt very tired after a few days of busy work.
Behind him, an inaudible moan suddenly sounded. Rogge looked back and saw Feng Die hugging his body tightly with his arms and trembling. She was still naked, and the elf was naturally afraid of the cold. This cold wind almost froze her to death.
Rogg closed the window of the living room and waved his hand, and several more demonic flames ignited around Fengdie's body. The high heat emitted by the black flames dispelled the cold air around her.
Roger's eyes wandered over Feng Die's naked body, and a bright red instantly dyed Feng Die's cheeks. Although she had already been prepared to be humiliated, when this moment really came, she still felt uncontrollable shyness and panic.
She couldn't help but cover her chest with one hand and her lower body with the other, and slowly squatted down.
When Rogge saw it, he laughed and said: "Okay, okay! Get up! You should have a good rest today, there will never be easy days again!"
After that, he turned around and went out.
Fengdie looked at his back and said in an inaudible voice: "Yes! Master."
She picked up her clothes and was about to put them on when she suddenly saw Adjani standing at the door of the bedroom. Fengdie shook her hand and all her clothes fell to the ground.
The two beautiful elf women looked at each other for a long time. There were too many things in their eyes.
"Adjani, you...did you hear and see everything just now?" Feng Die asked gently.
Adjani just stared at Fengdie in a daze, her face also full of sadness, and two lines of clear tears slowly slid down her cheeks.
All the expressions on Fengdie's face disappeared. She said coldly while putting on her clothes: "Ajani, it was me who harmed you. I reported you to the temple priest. Today I have this kind of I deserve my fate, so you don’t have to sympathize with me."
Adjani sighed softly: "We used to be such close sisters! Why is it like this? Why does it have to be like this? Fengdie..."
Fengdie interrupted her calmly: "From today on, the former Fengdie is dead. In fact, from the time I made up my mind to report you to the temple, the former Fengdie is already dead. Yes. You, I and Rumsfeld were best friends before, and we always will be in the future. But Rogge appeared. You fell in love with Rogge, I fell in love with Rumsfeld, but Rogge He wants to kill Rumsfeld wholeheartedly! He can’t defeat Rogge, so I will end up where I am today. But if Rogge can’t defeat him, he will let you and Rogge live quietly and happily in the distance."
Ajani was silent.
Feng Die paused and sighed softly: "This difference is the reason why he will never be Rogge's opponent! But I don't regret following him, and I will never regret it! Why can't the elf keep his own As for tradition, why must it be changed? For survival? Since when have elves become so afraid of sacrifice that they would rather give up their beliefs and traditions in order to survive?"
Fengdie turned around and glanced at Adjani coldly, and said softly: "Miss Adjani, you can do whatever you want to me. As long as you get the master's consent, I will do anything. ."
"Fengdie, I...I'm really sad..." Adjani really didn't know what to say or what to say. She already had a vague sense of what Rogge was going to do next.
But with her best friend on one side and her beloved on the other, Adjani really didn’t know what to do. What's more, now that Feng Die has signed the contract, it's too late for her to stop Rogge. She only hoped that Rogge could help these two poor elves, although she knew how slim this hope would be.
Fengdie ignored Adjani anymore. She returned to the living room and lay quietly on the sofa, and her whole body began to flash with light green flames. She must seize all the time to practice fighting spirit now. She still has hope, she wants to increase her strength, and she wants to break the shackles Rogge has placed on her and Rumsfeld! Although this is a very difficult road, she must go on it no matter what and finish it.
The complexity of the magic circle written by Rogge far exceeded Fengdie's knowledge, and magic was not her strong point. But Fengdie's vision is not bad. As far as she knows, no magician in the elves can draw such a high-level magic circle, let alone draw the magic circle on the magic white silk in such an incredible way. . In fact, it's normal that she doesn't understand. The magic circle of this soul contract is the black crystal that Rogge learned from Elesis. Demons have always been masters of soul manipulation.
As for the second choice Rogge gave her, she wouldn't even think about it.
Adjani returned to the bedroom and sat on the bed blankly.
Fengdie and Adjani were like this, one sitting in the room and the other practicing fighting spirit in the living room until daybreak...
At this moment, in the water prison under the temple, Roger was sitting comfortably at the table, looking at Rumsfeld standing in front of him.
The guardian of the temple has been given a clean suit of clothes, and the clear spring that flows all the time in the water prison has washed away the dirt left on his body by a crazy night. He stood gracefully and calmly, without any feeling of being a prisoner at all.
This is the first time Rogge has carefully observed Rumsfeld after coming to the Elf clan for so long. He is a rare handsome man among the elves, a man who combines elegance and fortitude. Rogge couldn't help but admire him in his heart.
Roger suddenly thought, what would Frey think if he saw Rumsfeld's body?
Rumsfield and Fengdie are both the most outstanding in temperament and appearance among the elves. They are both talented and intelligent. They have already joined the ranks of the guardians of the Elf Temple at a young age. They are indeed a match made in heaven. The two grew up together, and it would be strange if they didn't fall in love for a long time.
It's a pity that Rogge is not a person who knows how to be beautiful as an adult. He had too many accounts to settle with this pair of elves.
Roger smiled and said: "Rumsfeld, you are a talent, but it's a pity that you chose the wrong path. If you followed me wholeheartedly, how could you end up like this?"
Rumsfeld said calmly: "Master God, I admire your talent and strategy. There are so many incredible things about you. Even now, I still don't understand how I fell into your plot this time. ”
Roger chuckled and said: "That's because I had some unexpected gains. There is no glory in defeating you. However, even without this unexpected gain, your end will be the same, just more troublesome. . In fact, you already knew that such a day would come. Why didn’t you give up your faith and follow me?”
Rumsfeld showed a little sarcasm and said lightly: "Master God, you can see through my character at a glance and know that I will never be the same as you. Therefore, from the beginning, you You want to kill me, so you didn’t waste any time and energy trying to convince me, right? Now I admit defeat, you don’t have to try to trick me anymore. I can give up any resistance, as long as you let Fengdie go."
Rogg pondered for a moment and said slowly: "The reason why the temple dared to oppose me so stupidly was entirely because Fengdie revealed the news to the priests. More than two thousand elves were killed and injured in four hundred months. The life of a dark side warrior is not light, right? Even if Fengdie is not the main culprit, she at least has a subordinate. Do you think her life can be saved?"
There was finally some anger on Rumsfeld's face. He took a step forward and shouted: "Master God Envoy! Feng Die is still a child! She doesn't know what she has done and what the consequences are! You How shameless, she actually wants to use her life to force me to surrender? Then, please put us to death together! You will see how strong the noble elf can be! If I can die with Fengdie, I will Very satisfied! I think Feng Die will be the same!"
Roger smiled slightly and said: "Rumsfeld, the failure of the elves is always connected with arrogance. Although you have failed, you are still looking down on me. Think about it, I will drive away What kind of magic did the human race use when they joined forces? Do you want me to give you some tips? Haha, it seems that you have already remembered it, otherwise why would your face be so ugly? That's right! I use necromancy magic. My profession One of them is the Necromancer. Let’s think about it again, what is the Necromancer best at? Manipulating souls! Do you think everything is over after Feng Die is executed? On the contrary, for me, this The game has just begun! What could be more cruel than a soul being burned by fire alone for thousands of years? Or letting it experience the pain of becoming a skeleton warrior and being slowly crushed again is not bad! Maybe! You are still questioning my magic power, so what level of magic is 'flesh and blood extraction'? You should have heard of it, right? Yes, level seven necromancy magic, and I have cast it twice! How do you like it? Do you want it? How about a bet that there’s nothing I can do with Feng Die’s soul?”
Rumsfeld’s face changed drastically, and after struggling repeatedly in his heart, he finally resigned and closed his eyes, saying weakly: “Your Majesty, if...if you can let her live, I, Rumsfeld, will Shiloh and my soul swear that I will give up all my honor and beliefs and become your humblest slave for the rest of my life!"
Rogge still smiled and said: "The only thing I can promise you is that I can only give freedom to one person's soul. The other person's soul must become my test subject. This price is a small price for the mistakes you have committed. To me, it is really insignificant. You can consider this matter slowly, I have enough patience."
Rumsfeld regained his composure and said calmly: "Thank you for giving me a chance. You don't have to wait any longer. Give Feng Die's soul freedom and I will be your experiment! I can see that, You need me to open my will for this experiment to succeed, don't you? If you can swear by your gods, then we have a deal."
"You are such a genius! I can't bear to execute you! Okay, I promise you!"
Rogge stood up and solemnly said: "I, Rogge Otta Rivers, swear in the name of the seven oldest kings of the world of death, if Rumsfeld dedicates his body and soul to I, I will protect the freedom of Fengdie's soul. If I violate my oath, I will be the enemy of the seven kings from now on, and I will bear the strongest anger of the seven kings forever!"
As soon as Rogg finished speaking, a flame burst out from his body and then disappeared. Rumsfeld recognized this as the Oath Fire, and finally a smile of relief appeared on his lips.
Rogg looked around the water prison and said: "Very good! Let's get started! Although this water prison is a bit crude, it is very clean. Let's use it as a temporary magic laboratory!"
He clapped his hands, called in an elf guard, and ordered: "I am going to do a very important magic experiment, and notify Elder Hughes to strengthen the temple's guards. If there is nothing particularly important, no one is allowed to disturb me. !"
The elf guard took the order.
Roger turned around, looked at Rumsfeld, and said with a smile: "Although my magic power is not high, you will soon find out that I am a very skilled necromancer. I will never Waste every bit of your genius. You should feel lucky that you will be the first elf to experience two erosions!"
The water prison became dark, and a black sea slowly rose...
The sea surface formed by the power of darkness and death gradually began to wave, and the small waves soon gathered into huge waves! During the ups and downs of the waves, the thunder of huge waves hitting the sea resounded throughout the world! Several huge tornadoes carrying countless thunder and lightning shot straight into the sky!
The wind and waves on the sea suddenly separated to both sides! Rogge, dressed in black robes, was walking from the sea, from the wind and waves. With every step he took, his figure grew a little bigger. When his figure became clear, he was as tall as the huge waves around him!
Rumsfield stood on this sea of death, enduring the erosion of the violent wind and rain. He knew that it was all an illusion. However, the tearing pain in his soul made him know that all this was not entirely an illusion. But he had already wanted to die, and even the pain coming from the deepest part of his soul was not enough to shake his iron will.
"Rumsfeld! As we agreed, open your whole heart! From now on, you will be reborn! You are still you, but Rumsfeld will no longer exist in any plane or space. ! After returning to my arms, you will become my sharpest sword! You will have the terrifying power that the Shadow Knight should have; you will not be limited to the power of the Shadow Knight! Proud elf! Will the guardian of the temple Show all your genius in front of me!"
Rogg's voice was extremely loud, and every word was accompanied by countless roars of angry thunder and huge waves! By the last sentence, Rumsfeld's eyes lit up. All the huge waves, twisting lightning and roaring thunder on the Sea of Death disappeared. In his eyes, only Rogge's huge figure was approaching step by step!
Indescribable pain surged up endlessly from the depths of Rumsfeld's soul, and his handsome face was distorted to the point of being almost ferocious! However, he still fought hard to maintain the last glimmer of sanity. This is actually useless, but the elf's natural arrogance makes him try his best to fight for a little dignity at the last moment.
"Knight who walks in darkness! After rebirth, Raphael will be your name!"
After Rogge finished speaking, the pain that almost tore Rumsfeld apart suddenly disappeared. It was as if nothing had happened. But he knew that everything was actually over. In the next moment, his entire consciousness would be completely erased and his soul would become blank.
Rumsfeld will no longer exist on any plane or in any sense. Perhaps the only exception is that he will still exist in Fengdie's memory for a long, long time.
But his death was not without value. As long as Fengdie can live well, everything is worth it, right?
In his final moments, Rumsfeld felt a sense of relief.
At this moment, his and Rogge's spirits are tightly connected, and Rogge will feel everything he thinks.
Roger smiled faintly and said: "Rumsfeld, you are happy too early. At this time, I might as well let you see my true face!"
A huge beam of light suddenly rose from Rogge's body! There are many colors in the pillar of light, with a pool of blood and a jungle of bones below, and a majestic palace in the clouds above...
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Roger's power continued to increase, and in the blink of an eye he had exceeded the limit that Rumsfeld could imagine! The overwhelming pressure rushed towards him, causing this extremely determined guardian of the elf temple to kneel down involuntarily!
Roger's cold voice directly exploded in Rumsfeld's soul!
"Whether it is magic power or fighting spirit, they are all limited by the laws of space in this world. No matter how powerful it is, it will eventually have its limit! Only the spiritual power that can drive all forces will not be restricted by the laws of space and is the source of power. Where! What you see now is the power of spirit! It is the most original power!"
In his final moments, Rumsfeld was extremely sane. Countless images flashed through his mind like lightning. Suddenly, he understood something. He stood up suddenly and pointed at Rogge angrily. However, the look in his eyes gradually dimmed.
As his consciousness was wiped away, there were also Rogge’s last faint words:
"Do you finally understand? Except for the eighth king of the death world, how can the other seven kings restrain me?!"