Blasphemy Chapter 9: The next year

The night is getting deeper. The lights of thousands of houses have been extinguished one after another, and Tiffany has entered the land of sleep. Except for the magic torch on the Champs Elysées in front of the Palace that still shines tirelessly, forming two strips of light, the rest of the city is shrouded in darkness. The occasional starlight, or even the light of the blue moon in the sky, is not enough to penetrate this sea of ​​darkness.

Roger himself didn’t know when he started to like standing on a high place and looking down at everything in the world. Looking back carefully, maybe this habit also comes from Feng Yue. In my memory, every time I go to the world of death, I see Feng Yue standing alone on the top of a dangerous peak.

The cold air is crystal clear and refreshing. Roger took a deep breath and felt his mind broadened. The noise and annoyance caused by the myriad of work and personnel matters during the day seemed to disappear. But now such a leisurely moment is almost a luxury. At least on his desk, there are two notebooks waiting for him: the dwarf Nakba and the ice and snow goddess Miracle.

Roger sighed softly. As soon as he turned around, there was suddenly a strong space shock in front of him. Shock waves spread out in all directions like ripples. Each expansion actually contained some space storm. Energy, everything in the room was squeezed into powder in the blink of an eye!

The demon lotus, which was as familiar to Fatty as the veins on his palm, fell from the air. Yes, it did fall. It seems that Feng Yue's power is extremely weak, so that not only can he not control the fluctuations in space, he can't even control the whereabouts of his body.

Suddenly seeing the demon lotus, Rogge was surprised and happy. He strode forward and stretched out his arms, trying to catch the demon lotus falling from the sky.

There was just a flash of silver light in front of my eyes, and Feng Yue suddenly had a war gun with silver light in his hand, and then stabbed Rogge's arm fiercely!

Roger smiled slightly. It seems that Fengyue is still the same as before, and she is not allowed to touch it. He waited quietly, and the moment before the Dragon Soul Battle Spear touched his arm, his figure suddenly disappeared!

At the same moment, he had appeared in the space behind Feng Yue, reached out to Yaolian's waist, and supported Feng Yue who was about to fall to the ground.

When he got a piece of it that was as warm as jade, Rogge suddenly discovered that the demon lotus was not as cold and lifeless as he had imagined.

Feng Yue in her arms visibly stiffened, and then an extremely dangerous feeling arose from Rogge's heart. He quickly let go, and the lightning floated back!

The wings of the demon lotus suddenly unfolded. The tips of each wing feather formed by the slender armor leaves turned slightly sideways at a very small angle, and stretched out thin and sharp edges. The beautiful wings immediately turned into murderous ones. The blade wheel. Immediately afterwards, the Dragon Soul War Spear seemed to have really turned into a giant dragon flying in the air, roaring towards Rogge!

Roger looked solemn, and in a flash he had used his mental power to form a silver light shield, but this time the shield was placed not in front of him, but directly in front of the Demon Lotus. Of course Rogge didn't expect the light shield to stop Feng Yue, he just hoped to let her dodge to buy time to complete the next magic. Although his master was used to being weak, he didn't want to be beaten to the ground when he met him. This was a big issue related to his dignity.

To Rogge's surprise, Fengyue actually ran into the silver light shield! The silver shield couldn't withstand the impact and exploded, turning into a shower of stars in the room. However, Feng Yue's momentum stopped. The Dragon Soul War Spear pierced one meter in front of Rogge and was exhausted, unable to deliver any more.

How could Feng Yue, who retreated like lightning, be unable to dodge this silver shield?

Roger was so shocked that he almost failed the magic he was preparing. Fortunately, his magic control power is extraordinary, and he can just rearrange the messed up magic power into order.

He only shouted a few notes and completed the magic. Several chains shining with divine light appeared out of thin air, criss-crossing, binding the demon lotus tightly, and by the way, catching Feng Yue who lost her balance.

Wella has never been so angry!

The first time he pretended to be Feng Yue was so unsatisfactory, even a trivial matter like driving the demon lotus through the sky was almost messed up. She thought she had completely mastered the structure of this plane, but for some reason, the rules of space transition were a little deviated from what she knew, and her strength at the moment was extremely weak, so she relied entirely on the Dragon Soul War Gun. The power contained in it was supporting it, but in the process of crossing space, it was almost blown to other planes by the space storm!

She finally escaped from the space storm and successfully appeared in front of Rogge. But at the moment of space transformation, Wella suddenly discovered that her understanding of the power of this plane was slightly deviated! The final result was that Demon Lotus lost control and fell to the ground in great embarrassment.

This is not enough. Before Wella settled the old score with Rogge for how he had casually touched her in the Fengyue Temple that day, he actually dared to reach out to help her! Of course she wouldn't be polite and stabbed him hard, hoping to make him retreat. As a result, he shot him into the air and was hugged by him. The next series of attacks failed again, and because his own strength was too weak, he clearly saw Rogge setting up the light shield in front of him, but he couldn't control the demon lotus to dodge to the side, but bumped into it head-on, and it happened again. I lost my balance and almost fell!

She! An angel of light who specializes in fighting! Can't even dodge a light shield? This is an unforgivable shame.

But the most annoying thing is that this **** fat man actually locked her in place with sacred restraints! A necromancer casts a sacred bond, and Wella, the perfect angel of light, is locked in place by a sacred bond designed to bind dark and undead creatures? !

What happened to this plane?

Although with Wella's pinnacle art of using power, it is easy to convert sacred power into the power of death, and she can even use spell-like abilities with the same effect as the finger of death, but after all, she is designed for combat. He is an angel of light, and Rogge is just a human being. Could it be that Rogge's use of power has reached such a level?

At this moment, Wella watched Rogge walking over step by step in shock and anger. She had used dozens of methods in an instant to try to break the sacred bond, but all failed. Weina only has level 5 fighting spirit available at the moment. Even if her art of using power is unmatched, level 5 fighting energy is still level 5 fighting spirit. No matter how she uses it in different ways, it will not turn into level 6 fighting spirit.

Rogg's hand gently stroked the Demon Lotus's mask, feeling the heart-stopping warmth and softness coming from the Demon Lotus with his fingertips.

Weina then remembered that she had already changed Demon Lotus's demon mask to look like her own, and this anger was extraordinary.

But what is this fat guy going to do next? Wei Na suddenly thought of this question, and then thought of Fatty's past actions and the experience during the battle with Feng Yue in the abandoned land, and her heart couldn't help but tremble. But the paralysis was still there, and no matter what happened next, she was powerless. What's more, although the current demon lotus mainly contains sacred power, it still contains the purest power of death, so the sacred restraint will last longer.

To her surprise, Rogge stared at Demon Lotus's mask for a moment, then took his hand back and released the sacred restraint.

Weina was stunned for a moment, and she completely forgot about the thought of stabbing him several times as soon as she regained freedom of movement.

Rogg sighed lowly, as if he had a lot of emotions: "It's been eight years... Fengyue, you have changed a lot... Back then you would rather go to war with all the kings than hand over the demon lotus. , just... you just don't want me to see your changes, right? But... forget it. Although I really want to see what you look like, but since you don't want to, I won't take off your mask."

Wella didn't expect Rogge to say this at all. The memory in the origin of God resurfaced in the depths of her soul. It was the memory she shared with Feng Yue.

Those days under the lead-colored sky, amid the fierce wind of death and the rugged peaks, where people kept running away and fighting, but heading towards more and more despair, reappeared one by one.

Every time she inadvertently glanced at these memories, she just smiled and passed them by. At that time, for the arrogant angels of light, the struggle and struggle between the humble undead was just a joke. But when she reread it now, she clearly felt the care, reluctance, despair and determination hidden in the deepest parts of these memories.

At this moment, these memories seem so profound! Her former arrogance and contempt were as shallow as cicada wings in autumn, but the breath of that missing season was everywhere, crushing her arrogance and swallowing up her contempt.

She was suffocating.

Wella was a little panicked. She wanted to find something to prove that Rogge was just a humble and shameless necromancer. She suddenly remembered that Rogge had clearly seen her. During those days of deep sleep, Wella could not move or speak, but she could still sense everything around her.

He is lying! Wella thought with a sneer, as if she had already won a victory.

Rogge stood in front of her without any movement. His expression was very hesitant and his eyes were looking at the ground. Huh, liar! That’s why I didn’t dare to raise my head. Wella affirmed in her heart again, feeling that her breathing was finally a little smoother.

Roger finally raised his head and looked directly into her eyes: "Fengyue, actually...I have already seen your appearance when you were sleeping. I didn't want to say it, because you...you have always You don’t want me to know what you look like. But I still decided to tell you that there shouldn’t always be anything hidden between us.”

Weina's breathing immediately stopped, and her heart became a mess.

"Fengyue, are you able to fully exist in this plane?"

She nodded.

Rogge felt a ripple of joy in his heart, and he who had always been so eloquent actually began to stutter: "Fengyue... um... I won't have to summon you in the future? Ah, I mean, well, you... …Where are you going to live in the future?”

Weina was startled and couldn't help laughing. "Where do you think I live?" she repeated Roger's question.

Roger chuckled and thought this question was a bit strange. Fatty’s footprints are all over the north and south of the continent, and Feng Yue even traveled back and forth between planes. However, for them, home is a completely non-existent concept.

The fat man sighed: "Fengyue, since you have come to this plane, from now on... follow me!"

Weina frowned and said coldly: "Is it possible? I can go wherever I want!"

"Okay, everything is up to you." Rogge smiled. He looked at Wella, frowned and asked, "Fengyue, how come your strength is so weak?"

"This is what happened when I woke up."

"The number of resentful souls is completely enough, it shouldn't be... Could it be that Elgra has tampered with it?" Rogge thought hard, and his tone gradually turned cold: "No matter what the kings have done, what will happen next?" I will make them repay everything in the next king's war! Fengyue, you are too weak now, so don't get involved in this war."

"Then what are you going to do?" Wella was a little curious. In her opinion, any king could defeat Rogge.

Rogge smiled coldly and said: "In this world, I have to decide the rules of the game. Since these **** kings were able to round up seven of you in the past, they can't get anything from me. Fair! I will set the location of the decisive battle within the activities of the Church of Light in the South, and then notify the Church of Light in advance, saying that three of the most evil undead will appear in their parish. Until then, let us take a look at the Holy Who is more powerful, the knights or the immortal kings? And I will wait halfway. If the kings escape from the south, I will give them a fair fight."

Weina sighed lightly and said nothing more.

She suddenly took off her helmet, her blond hair fell like a waterfall, the sun danced on her hair, and the sudden peerless beauty dazzled Rogge's eyes.

Weina smiled sweetly and said: "Anyway, I've shown you that I won't wear a helmet. Since you are willing to seek revenge from the kings, let me ask you, if one day there is a war between Audreyh and I, What would you do?"

Roger was startled and said: "You and Odeleh had a war? Why? Wasn't she the one who rescued you?"

Weina smiled faintly and said: "Don't worry about it. You don't have to answer now, think about it when you have time!"

After saying that, she turned around and jumped up, about to step into the void. However, just as her figure was about to disappear, Demon Lotus tightened her wings and was pulled back alive!

"This is different from the world of death. There are many guys who are more powerful than the king. You are very weak now. If you are in danger, you must remember to escape quickly." After Rogge warned, he let go of his hand and let go. She leaves.

The distracted Wella was almost blown away by the space storm, and finally managed to gain a foothold at the destination. She was so angry that she almost turned back to blame Fatty, but an inexplicable feeling in her heart stopped her.

It’s late at night, but there are still tireless people who don’t want to fall asleep.

Froya was leaning on the table, her green eyes staring blankly at the warm flame beating in front of her, waiting for the moment the water boiled. Only the temperature when the water blooms into circular ripples is the most suitable for making tea. Hughes slowly put the collected tea leaves into the teapot, but there was always a sense of pain in his calm expression.

The tea is finally ready.

This time the little goblin actually forgot to grab tea, but was just thinking about his own thoughts. Rejoicing, Hughes quickly poured himself a large cup and inhaled the fragrance of the tea deeply. Only when the aroma of tea moistens the internal organs, then takes a sip and smacks the lips, can one fully appreciate the essence of the wind, fire, water and land contained in the tea. This is how you drink tea. In the past, in order to compete with the goblins, you had to drink too much, which was a waste of good tea.

Froya rested her chin on her hands, and there was a hint of sadness that could not be concealed on her beautiful and unparalleled face. "Elder Hughes, I...I am already twenty-four this year. According to the tradition of the southern aristocracy, I am already an old woman. I...what should I do?"

Xius pondered for a moment and just sighed: "Your Highness, aging is a problem that every living being will inevitably encounter. There is no way to stay young or even live forever, but the price is often very heavy."

Froya sighed quietly. She suddenly said: "Elder Hughes, do you think it is possible for me to **** Rogge?"

Sius was silent for a longer time this time, and then said: "Your Highness, you also know Lord Rogge's temperament, and you want him to stay by your side, I'm afraid..."

"Of course I won't expect everything from him, as long as I have a little bit of his true feelings, that's enough."

Xius sighed.

Froya suddenly sat up, grabbed Hughes' tea and drank it in one gulp. Houston suddenly jumped up with a look of pain on his face like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Before he could speak, the little goblin showed his signature charming smile and said, "It's decided! I'll give myself another half a year. If I can't seduce him, then I'll take the risk!"

"Your Highness, why... is this?" With his wisdom, Xiu Si also felt that it was impossible to understand her thoughts.

"Because now is my most beautiful age. If I can't get him at this time, it will be even more impossible in the future." Froya said calmly.

I don’t know when a drop of crystal water slipped from the corner of the little fairy’s eye, but she didn’t notice it at all.

In the early morning of the next day, the gates of Tiffany City were opened wide, and an army of 10,000 slowly left the city and marched towards Schild City.

Roger rode on his horse and slowly followed the army. For some reason today, the always elusive Hughes was riding alongside him, which seemed a little unusual.

"Lord Rogge, it seems that your strength has improved greatly recently! What have you been studying these days?" Hughes asked with a smile.

Rogg knew that something must be wrong with the old fox asking this question, so he said honestly: "I have been reading the miraculous records of the Ice and Snow Goddess these past few days."

"So that's it! According to the Elf Dictionary ~ IndoMTL.com ~ the Ice and Snow Goddess was once a very active **** and left many miracle records. However, in recent decades, there have been almost no miracle records about the Ice and Snow Goddess. . In fact, in addition to the goddess of ice and snow, there are many gods who also have the same phenomenon. A great elf scholar who specializes in studying miracles believes that these phenomena show that gods will also grow old!"

Roger was shocked and said: "Growing old? Isn't God immortal?"

Xius said: "My old man has thought over and over again and believes that when a **** first becomes a god, he still carries the deep memory marks of before becoming a god. But as time goes by, these marks will gradually disappear, and the gods will become pure. gods. In the eyes of us secular people, gods become older when they mature. For example, when a person first becomes a god, he will still clearly remember the love and hatred before becoming a god, but as time goes by , he will gradually be affected by the godhead and slowly forget all the emotions in his previous life. Precisely because of the existence of emotions, the young **** still has many weaknesses and is not invincible."

A mysterious world, the world of gods, opened in front of Rogge.

"What do you mean..." Rogge suddenly felt out of breath.

Hius lowered his voice very low and said quietly: "Didn't you realize that Audreyh is still very young?"