Blasphemy: 5Flying over the mountain

"The power of the Angel of Light cannot be measured by a mortal like me. Although Lord Audreyh has come to this world, I have no sense of her at all. I have to say that if I want to find her , I’m afraid only you can do it.” Such a long paragraph seemed to have exhausted all the Pope’s energy, and he was breathless and began to cough.

Achilles observed the Pope carefully for a while with his bright red eyes, and sighed softly.

A cloud came out of the sky.

The cloud quickly condensed on Achilles and turned into a pure black robe, covering his naked body. The style of the robe is exactly the same as that worn by the Pope. But the old-fashioned robe covering him only enhanced his enchanting charm.

Just looking at his bald head, face, hands and bare feet, he is a stunning beauty composed of ice and coldness.

MGM and Macbeth have just arrived and have not yet experienced the ** of the human body, so they have no feelings. And in the bottom of Augustus's heart, a wave of warmth quietly surged.

Achilles' bright red eyes suddenly fell on the Blood Angel. Under the bright red eyes, Augustus immediately lowered his head humbly.

Achilles no longer paid attention to the Blood Angel, and his eyes fell on the Pope again, without moving.

Time has stopped in the hall.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe only a few minutes, maybe a few hours.

Achilles finally said: "Okay, I'll go find Odelech myself."

He slowly rose into the sky. MGM and Macbeth followed suit.

Achilles frowned and said coldly: "Did I tell you to follow me?"

MGM and Macbeth were stunned on the spot. Macbeth's face immediately darkened, and he said: "Lord Achilles, Lord Furianmere asked us to assist you in hunting down Audreyh. If we don't follow you, how can we help you?"

Achilles suddenly smiled charmingly and said: "Assistance? Do you want to help me? Haha, in this world, Lord Furianmere can't restrain me at all. If you want to help me, then Find your own way to find Audeleich. If you must follow me, that's fine, but I can't guarantee your safety. Maybe I will make a mistake occasionally during the battle. However, for the sake of Fulian In addition to Sir Mir's glory, I might as well remind you two adults one more thing, that is, if you meet Odaireh, you must run away quickly. She is not as generous and kind as me!"

No matter MGM, Macbeth, or Augustus, they never expected that Achilles would say such words as soon as he arrived.

Only the Pope was still coughing. It seemed that the only big thing for him at the moment was recovering from the cough.

Macbeth and MGM looked at each other, suppressing their anger and said: "In this world, I think we can still protect ourselves. Lord Achilles, let us follow you! Otherwise, If something goes wrong again in this pursuit, I think Lady Tiratmis will have a hard time explaining herself in front of the Supreme God."

A hint of sneer appeared at the corner of Achilles's mouth, and he said: "Do you also want to intervene in the battle between light angels? Well, if you can keep up, then come with me!"

He stretched out his hand in front of him and grasped it. Under those ten orchid fingers, a crack was torn open in the space!

Achilles stepped into the space rift without looking back.

Long after his figure disappears, the spatial rift remains. But seeing the changing light and shadow in the cracks, both MGM and Macbeth hesitated.

In the end, they still did not dare to step into the space crack left by Achilles.

The Pope finally suppressed his cough. He looked at MGM and Macbeth, seemed to sigh, and said: "Two adults, please follow me. Let's get familiar with this world first."

Under the northern sky, a team of people is moving forward on the wasteland.

This is a strange army. Behind the thousand warriors on foot were five huge steel golems. Engraved on their glowing cyan surfaces are the emblems of the Golem Legion of Babylon. Behind the golem army was an exquisite and gorgeous carriage.

The team suddenly stopped, and a messenger rushed to the side of the carriage, breathing heavily: "Report! A dragon corpse was found in front of us! Judging from the corpse, it was an adult silver dragon. The body is covered with scars, and it looks like it experienced a very fierce battle before it died."

A charming yet slightly murderous voice sounded from the carriage: "Oh? A dead silver dragon? Take me to see it!"

Led by the messenger, the carriage immediately galloped forward with billowing smoke.

The dragon corpse gradually appeared in the distance. The carriage didn't seem to care about the dangers around it and drove directly to the dragon corpse before stopping.

The car door opened, and a beautiful lady in gorgeous clothes stepped out. She looked to be about twenty-five or sixty-six, beautiful and charming, but there was a hint of arrogance and determination between her eyebrows.

She did not wear a long skirt, but wore a hunting suit that was easy to move around. She lifted her boots slightly and her figure disappeared immediately. A moment later, she appeared again where she had just stood, as if she had never moved. In this short period of time, she had already circled the silver dragon's body several times.

The warriors standing behind the noble lady were all extremely respectful and seemed to be already familiar with her power.

"This is a silver dragon, and it is a high-ranking silver dragon. Its power must have been strong during its lifetime." The lady said while looking at the dragon corpse in front of her.

Behind her, a middle-aged and slightly fat scribe was writing furiously, trying to record every word of her words verbatim.

"It has been dead for a while and has a lot of wounds on its body. The wounds on its back fully illustrate how powerful its enemy is. Well, I can't see what kind of creature can inflict such wounds on it. . But it’s obvious that its enemies took away many important things from it. The huge gap on the dragon’s head has already shown this. This wound... this wound must be to take out the dragon crystal! Look at it, It was obviously struggling to fly back to Dragon City before it died. In other words, there is probably a Dragon City with silver dragons in the direction it is facing. And as long as we get near Dragon City, we have a chance to meet Lonely. Silver dragon. Of course, there are too many things worth using on this dragon's body. It's worth staying here for an extra week, so that when we get to Dragon City, my guards may all be able to wear dragon leather armor. ."

The secretary's pen was like a dragon and a snake, and I remember sweating profusely. After finally waiting for the noble lady to finish speaking, he found an opportunity to add: "Noble and beautiful Your Highness Lentini, as the name suggests, there must be more than one silver dragon in Dragon City. Of course! With your unparalleled sword skills that are unparalleled in the world, As well as the empire's invincible golem army, I think we can kill at least two adult silver dragons! But... what if more than three silver dragons come? How can the golem and our warriors outrun flying in the sky? Where is the dragon? In order to ensure the success of revenge against the Silver Dragon, you see... after detecting the location of Dragon City, do we set up an ambush farther away from Dragon City and wait?"

This noble lady is one of the three great sword masters, Fenglan Sword Master Lentini. When the current emperor of the Babylonian Empire was just an ordinary prince, he met Lentini's mother, and after a few nights of romance, they had Lentini. But the romantic prince forgot all about it in the blink of an eye. Lentini's mother was so sad that she came to a small mountain village on the border alone, gave birth to Lentini, and lived here for ten years. For some reason, after the prince ascended to the throne, he suddenly missed his former lover. After many searches, he finally found the mother and daughter living alone on the border.

So, half-inviting and half-grabbing, the emperor just brought the mother and daughter back to the palace, writing a fairly happy ending to this relationship.

After hearing the clerk's advice, Lentini snorted disapprovingly and said: "What are you afraid of! According to the original plan, an ambush will be set up a hundred kilometers away from Silver Dragon City!"

"But!" The secretary also tried to distinguish: "What if more than three silver dragons come..."

"Even if ten silver dragons come, I can still escape!"

The secretary's fat face began to sweat: "But... what about the golems and soldiers? You brought half of the golems in the entire empire!"

Lontini suddenly smiled and said calmly: "Then you just fight to the death! Anyway, sacrificing your life for the Babylonian imperial family is your highest honor. As for the golem, if it is destroyed, rebuild it. If you don't have money, just rebuild it. Going to war with neighboring countries, what are you afraid of?"

The secretary was sweating coldly. He had followed this eccentric and powerful princess and swordsman for several years. He was familiar with her temper and knew that once she started to smile, it would be a precursor to murder. At that moment, he didn't dare to say anything anymore, but he just wrote down the conversation one by one.

This is the first time that he has been recorded in his notes as a arguer. The clerk hopes this is the only time.

Just as Lentini was about to step onto the carriage, her whole body suddenly stiffened and froze, as if she had been petrified by Medusa.

The secretary hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Noble and invincible Her Majesty Lentini, what's wrong with you? Is it because the wind and sand here are too strong, affecting your too beautiful skin?"

Lentini quickly recovered. She ignored the clerk behind her. After getting into the carriage, she immediately closed the door tightly. Therefore, the clerk did not see her pale face and thin lines of cold sweat on her forehead.

The imperial capital Richelieu.

Rogge, dressed in a broad robe, was standing in front of the long table, looking carefully at a painting on the other side of the long table. Androni was still sitting behind him as before, her long legs restlessly crossed on the table.

This painting has exquisite brushwork, vivid characters, and great skill as a painter. The painting shows a ferocious man with a lame right leg bullying a weak mother and daughter from a poor family. The fierce expression on the big man's face was in sharp contrast to the helplessness of the mother and daughter.

"This painting is very good! You have done a good job in this matter. Now go and give this painting to Mr. Pompey and let him think about how to send it to the emperor." Rogge ordered.

A few warriors stood at the other end of the long table. They carefully put away the paintings, bowed and then left.

"This painting was painted by Frederick's nephew? You insist that this painting alludes to the emperor's disability, it is a bit too far-fetched! Even I can see such an obvious frame-up strategy, Felba Can't you see it? I don't believe it." Androni asked disapprovingly.

Rogge smiled and said: "You don't understand this. Indeed, anyone with any sense knows that we are framing Frederick's nephew. But think about it, the entire empire knows about the emperor's The right leg is lame, and the person in this painting is somewhat similar to the emperor when he was young. Frederick's nephew dared to paint such a painting. No matter what the reason was, it shows that he did not have any taboo against the emperor. It is very close to my heart. After seeing this painting, I think no matter how generous the emperor was, he would still be a little unhappy in his heart, right? If you think about it more deeply, since his nephew is such a person, then Frederick himself must It’s not very respectful to the emperor. What’s more, if the emperor once agrees to remove or dispose of Frederick, this disrespectful painting will be a good excuse!”

Androni sighed: "Frederick's nephew is really naive. After being acted out by your men and provoked, he actually dared to paint such a painting."

Roger laughed and said: "There is no way, young people are always impulsive!"

He didn’t laugh a few times before his laughter stopped abruptly!

For a moment, Rogge seemed to be completely stunned, standing frozen on the spot, turning a blind eye to a sharp thorn piercing his throat.

Androni didn't expect that Rogge would suddenly be in a daze. She was caught off guard and could only throw Rogge to the ground, and stabbed the suddenly alienated tabletop with a backhand sword.

"Damn fat man, are you stupid?" Androni shouted anxiously and angrily: "You don't even dodge such a simple attack. Do you really want to die?"

Roger's face was ashen and his body was cold.

Androni was about to get up when she suddenly froze, her body stiffened, and she fell back into the fat man's arms.

A piece of carpet suddenly jumped up and turned into an extremely ferocious monster while in the air. It has only a disproportionately large head and two thick and powerful hind legs. This little monster was no more than a foot tall, but when it opened its big mouth full of sharp teeth, its entire head seemed to split in half!

Fortunately, Rogge had regained his ability to move at this time. He inserted his right hand directly into the monster's big mouth. He didn't care what he grabbed, but just gave it a firm grip!

The monster howled and turned into a puddle of ooze. At this time, Androni had not yet recovered and was still leaning stiffly on the fat man.

Looking at her stunning face so close at hand, Rogge suddenly smiled, a very bad smile. Then, he sealed Androni's slightly open, soft lips.

Androni's charming eyes suddenly widened, but she could not move for a moment... Finally, the blue shadow flashed, and Androni hid in the corner of the room like a frightened rabbit. She blushed and her chest rose and fell rapidly.

The fat man looked at Androni and suddenly smiled: "Annie, I didn't see any adverse reaction from you just now!"

Androni was startled, then recalled the scene that had just happened, and her face immediately began to turn pale. She said angrily: "Damn fat man, I saved you with good intentions, but you actually took advantage of me! Do you want me to leave you alone?"

"Annie, you have really started to change." Rogge smiled.

Androni lowered her face and stared at him without saying a word.

Seeing that Androni was on the verge of an explosion, the fat man immediately changed the subject knowingly: "By the way, you felt it just now, right?"

Androni's attention was indeed drawn away, and she said with lingering fear: "Of course! This... who is this person? He is too powerful. This kind of power is really... I... simply don't know how to How to describe it. With such powerful divine power, it seems that he should have descended from heaven."

After a pause, Androni said softly: "Damn fat man, you have to be careful."

"It doesn't matter." Rogge smiled nonchalantly and said, "Guys of this caliber are definitely not here for an insignificant person like me. But if we meet them in the future, we might as well accompany them. Have fun."

To the north of Moonlight Dragon City, a dangerous peak stands. This was originally the home of the snow griffon. But these extremely ferocious monsters are now fleeing in all directions, trying desperately to escape from their homes, lest they fly slower.

Because their home has been occupied by people, which they absolutely dare not challenge.

"With such a big dragon crystal, it seems that Nicholas must have been very angry before he died!" said Seraphi, floating in the sky.

"Only angry souls have power." Feng Yue replied coldly.

Opposite Seraphi, Feng Yue, who was dressed in gray robe, was grasping a huge dragon crystal nearly half a meter long. Her silver eyes complemented the faint silver light shining in the dragon crystal. This piece of dragon crystal was so huge that it seemed impossible for her delicate little hands to grasp it.

Feng Yue's eyes were filled with silver light, and she was observing Long Jing in ecstasy.

"Anyway, it will take a few days for Gregory to come out. You have enough time to study it. Huh, it takes so long to absorb such a small amount of power! I really don’t know what this waste is going to achieve. Only then can we truly be able to help us," Serafi said. Her words seemed to refer to the bone dragon, but she seemed to mean something else.

On the mountain below them, there is a giant milky white cocoon. The giant cocoon squirms very slowly, and it will emit a sacred breath from time to time. The sacred dragon Grigori lurked in the cocoon. It absorbed too much power from the silver dragon and had to enter a deep sleep.

Feng Yue finally stretched out her hands and held both ends of the dragon crystal. Waves of silver light like water surged out from her little hands, enveloping the dragon crystal in them. The dragon crystal in the light wave began to slowly stretch, and slowly, a spear gradually appeared in Feng Yue's hands.

Feng Yue was concentrating on transforming the dragon crystal, while Seraphi didn't know what she was thinking about.

But Fengyue didn't put all her thoughts on Longjing. She suddenly said: "You look ugly now."

Selafi became furious and shouted: "Fengyue! You want to fight again, don't you? My strength has been fully restored now. If I still can't defeat you, I...I..."

She was furious, and her wavy blond hair gradually stretched straight. As her strength increased, she returned to the majestic and beautiful angel of light appearance.

"You still look good now." Feng Yue said in a cold and emotionless voice.

Weina felt happy just now, but unexpectedly Feng Yue added:

"After all, you look a lot like me."

Wella was extremely angry, her blond hair began to fly, the space around her was twisting wildly, and there were already faint space cracks appearing!

But Fengyue just focused on transforming Longjing and turned a blind eye to the furious Weina.

Weina couldn't really cut through Feng Yue with just one sword. But she had no way to vent her anger. She looked around and couldn't find any target for her anger except the huge cocoon on the mountain.

Suddenly, Wella's still-increasing power suddenly dropped sharply. In the blink of an eye, the power that was just enough to tear apart the space was completely restrained.

Feng Yue raised her head, her silver eyes looked at the southern sky, and asked lightly: "Who is coming?"

Weina frowned and sighed softly: "This feeling... should be Achilles! I didn't expect that Heaven would react so quickly this time and actually send him down. Alas ..."

"What is he doing, demonstrating? Does he want to challenge all the strong men in the world?"

Weina sighed softly and said: "No, he just wants me to know that he is already here."

"Is he very powerful?"

Weina was silent for a while and then said: "Of course he is powerful, but I am not necessarily worse than him. But now..."

Feng Yue stared at Weina and said coldly: "Now that the origin of God is divided into two, your power is no longer as good as his. Is this what you want to say?"

Weina was startled, then gritted her teeth and said: "Fengyue, what are you talking about! You... are getting more and more annoying! It seems that I really should give you a good beating!"

Feng Yue snorted and said, "Is it up to you?"

Before Wei Na had time to take action, Feng Yue had already handed over a spear flowing with light silver. She still said coldly: "With it, it's almost the same."

This spear is made purely from the dragon crystal of Nicholas the Silver Miracle. It goes without saying how powerful it is. As a light angel who is accustomed to using the prison thunder gun, the cross sword is not very suitable for Wella. Of course, for light angels who are born for fighting, it doesn't matter whether they have weapons or not. But if the opponent is also an angel of light, then these slight differences are likely to determine the outcome of a battle.

Wena took the dragon crystal spear in a daze. She could hear Nicholas's never-ending roar in the spear.

Increasing the power of equipment by sealing the souls of victims is a very evil and overbearing method, but it is also a very direct and effective method. It's just that the stronger the soul, the more difficult it is to make equipment. Being able to make a war gun out of Nicholas's soul and dragon crystal, there are really not many people in the world who can achieve this kind of power of creation except Feng Yue.

Feng Yue also seemed a little tired. She drifted past Weina. The moment she passed by, she suddenly stopped.

"Are you sure?"

"Not at all." Wella gently stroked the dragon crystal war gun and smiled slightly.

She sighed faintly, and then said: "Fengyue, you know, I suddenly understand the mood of those rebels in the abandoned land. Even if we defeat Achilles, so what? We... ...There will be no results. There is no way that the heaven will let me go. If Achilles is defeated, other angels will come. It is not impossible for the Lord God to personally intervene in the situation of this plane."

Feng Yue said calmly: "Do you remember when you just woke up? At that time, I couldn't see the hope ahead at all. But what about now? Aren't you beaten by me too?"

Weina was silent for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said: "Maybe I shouldn't think too far ahead. Achilles can't be said to be perfect. When he was in heaven~IndoMTL.com~, he was always attracted by me Covered by the glory of the world. This time I want to let him know that even in the outer plane space battle that he is good at, he can't beat me!"

Feng Yue hummed, and then said: "Speaking of it, you just took a useless godhead, and they just kept going like this. Heaven is too stingy."

Weina laughed and said: "A godhead and corresponding domain abilities! No matter how useless they are, no one can be generous with these things!"

There was an almost invisible smile at the corner of Fengyue's mouth. She suddenly shook Wella's hand very lightly and said softly: "Don't worry. As long as he is as stupid as you were when you first woke up. , we will have many opportunities."

After saying that, Feng Yue floated away into the distance, and the figure with black hair and silver eyes disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed that for a moment only Wella was left alone.

She stared blankly at the southern sky, as if a pair of bright red eyes were looking at her in the burning clouds.

She suddenly smiled far away to the south and said: "Achilles...you couldn't compare to me when you were in heaven. Now in this world, you lose too!"