Blasphemy: 1 Nightmare Part 1


Chapter 1 Nightmare "What is the sea?" Emperor Feuerbach suddenly asked.

"The sea?" Rogge was startled. He thought for a moment and then replied: "The ocean means fast transportation and endless food. In a sense, the bottom is bottomless. The ocean, which hides countless monsters, is the domain of the gods only, because our power seems so small in the face of natural tsunamis and hurricanes."

The emperor shook his head and said: "So, you are not a real Asrophic. Pompey, tell me, what is the sea?"

Pompeo smiled and said: "The sea is a dream."

"Yes! The sea is a dream." The emperor said with great enthusiasm: "The sea is a dream that every generation of Asrofic people have. At the beginning of the founding of the country, outsiders had no way of understanding the hardships in the wilderness. How many killings were made at that time , hatred all stemmed from the struggle for a water source and a little food! Since then, the sea with inexhaustible food has become the dream of every generation of emperors, and also the dream of every northern warrior! Whether it is a tsunami, Hurricanes or monsters are just small obstacles in our pursuit of dreams. You see, this endless sea is just like the mind of our northern warriors! The sea, like the wilderness, is the domain of only the brave!"

Rogg said quickly: "Congratulations, Your Majesty! You have finally realized the dream of a brave man that even the emperors of the empire have not been able to complete!"

At this moment, the Emperor, Pompey, Alexander, Roger and the old steward were standing on the lighthouse of Ludan Port, the largest port on the west coast of the Longines Sea, looking far into the distance.

On this day, there was no fog on the Longines Sea, so at a glance, I could see the sea and sky being the same color, seamlessly connected in the distance.

The sea breeze blows in your face, and its force is no less powerful than the strong wind on the thousands of miles of wilderness in the north. In the distant sky, there are several huge lead clouds hanging low. They are so low that it seems that they may be swept into the seabed by the huge waves below at any time. In such weather, not a single fishing boat can be seen in the sea, and even the most skilled fishermen dare not go out to fish. In fact, even huge warships would have difficulty surviving in such weather.

The Longines Sea is just an inland sea, but in such a weather that is far from the worst, the sea is already full of huge waves and undercurrents. What if it leads to the vast and unknown world of the ocean? What kind of scene? The power of the strong human beings seems so insignificant in front of the huge force between heaven and earth.

But in the eyes of Emperor Feuerbach, the vast, fierce and majestic sea scroll in front of him was completely a beautiful sight. His eyes were blazing and wild. In his heart at this moment, there must have been countless huge imperial warships full of warriors, breaking through the wind and waves to explore the endless unknown. At this moment, Pompey, Rogge and others wisely remained silent and did not disturb the emperor.

After a long time, Emperor Feuerbach exhaled, looked around, and said slowly: "The dream of the empire for hundreds of years has not been realized, but has only begun in my hands."

Indeed, this grand dream is just the beginning.

The four people beside Emperor Feuerbach at this moment are the core of the rule of the Asrophic Empire. As the first pope of the Holy Church, the strength in Rogge's hands was no worse than that of Pompey and Alexander. He understood the national power of the empire and knew that building a fleet capable of crossing the sea from scratch would not be accomplished overnight. In the past three months, although the empire swept across the entire west coast of the Longines Sea and annihilated nearly 300,000 troops from more than ten countries, it only captured a dozen small warships. Most of these warships fell into the hands of the Imperial Army because they were parked in the port due to damage or repairs. Hundreds of large and small warships and thousands of merchant ships from various countries on the west coast have already fled into the vast sea.

The empire captured thousands of craftsmen related to shipbuilding, but only a dozen masters could command the construction of large warships. Rogge learned from them that it would take three years or even longer to build a giant warship. It depends on what kind of performance the battleship wants to achieve and what kind of equipment it is equipped with. This is only the construction time, and does not include the time spent collecting the huge amounts of materials needed to build the warship.

Although the empire's national strength is strong, if it does not take more than five years, it will never be able to build a fleet that has begun to take shape. Therefore, it was not enough for Feuerbach to be ambitious, he also had to be patient.

The Emperor's ability to stand on the west bank of the Longines Sea was not entirely free. He had emptied his elite army, so the empire was now weak at the heart. Although the dwarf empire in the west is on the verge of extinction, the monsters in the dark forests in the east have never left the forest range, and the ice ocean in the north is the country of the wind and moon. But the Orc Empire in the central mountains to the south of the empire is a real threat. From what Rogg could see alone, the Orc Empire's army was very likely to overwhelm the Empire's defense line in the south. Moreover, although the plague seeds planted on the orcs are powerful, it is still unclear how effective they will be.

Feuerbach, who was looking at the sea, suddenly turned his head and said to Rogge: "I know you also have a dream, although I don't know what it is specifically. Now the dream of the empire has begun, and you are not far away from your own dream. It’s no longer far away. It’s just that any dream has a price. You have to know it and don’t pay too much for an illusory dream.”

Roger responded immediately.

But his heart was not as calm as it seemed. He is not far away from his dream. If there is a distance, it is a virgin forest of hundreds of kilometers. For the powerful, this distance only takes half a day or even less, but for the empire's hundreds of thousands of troops, it is a completely different matter.

It would take at least several months of work to carve out a thoroughfare in the forest that is large enough for the army to pass through. However, the empire has plenty of time. Before the fleet is built, hundreds of thousands of troops cannot be idle in the past few years. Moreover, Emperor Feuerbach has long been interested in competing with the great empire in the south. Now passing through this forest is the territory of the Dro Empire.

The South was once Roger's dream. But now his mood has changed, and he is no longer so eager to fight back to the south. However, the development of the situation did not follow his will. The two major forces of the north and the south were now only separated by a mere forest. Between these two major forces, this spatial barrier is as unbearable as a piece of paper. Since conflict will come sooner or later, and the empire is at its peak at this moment, for Fatty, it is better to have a war sooner than later.

It's getting late.

Feuerbach waved his hand and returned to the palace, while Rogge and others also returned to their temporary residences.

It was late at night, and while Rogge was studying the scriptures of various religions, his entourage suddenly came to report that the emperor had summoned him. Although Rogge was a little surprised that the emperor summoned him at this moment, he still tidied up his appearance and went to the emperor's residence to meet him.

When Rogge entered the Emperor's study, Feuerbach was concentrating on the huge magic map spread out in front of him. Seeing Rogge coming in, he just raised his head and then went back to looking at the map.

Roger saluted the manager in the corner of the study and waited patiently. Rogge always felt that there was a gathering darkness behind Feuerbach. That mass of darkness flows slowly. It is powerful but subtle. Although it has the power to destroy everything, its edge is not revealed.

Roger's heart moved slightly. He had never sensed such a strong dark aura in the Emperor. Until not long ago, he thought that the Emperor was just an old man with little power. But at this moment, the darkness behind Feuerbach, like the deep sea at night, had clearly told Rogge that what he had seen in the past was completely an illusion.

Now that the emperor has clearly revealed his dark aura in front of him, is it a disaster or a blessing?

But for some reason, this dark atmosphere does not seem to belong to Feuerbach. In Rogge's perception, the emperor still didn't have much power.

On the surface, Rogge remained calm, but in the dark, he very slowly stretched out the tentacles of his mental power, probing into the surging darkness, trying to sense the secrets contained in the dark aura.

Seemingly aware of Rogge's actions, the emperor suddenly raised his head and said calmly: "That is not my power, but the breath of the Dark God. Although the great Dark God does not care about our beliefs, it should not be Your actions may still bring about divine punishment."

Roger was shocked, and his heavy clothes were instantly soaked with cold sweat. He immediately withdrew his mental power and fell to his knees with a plop.

"Get up."

The emperor didn't seem to blame Rogge, and his tone was indifferent. But the calmer his tone, the more scared Rogge became. How could he dare to get up?

"Get up!" The emperor repeated, and Rogge dared to stand up.

While measuring the distance on the map with his hands, Feuerbach said: "The complicated colors in this world are just appearances. You have just begun to see through the reality behind these colors, and occasionally you are confused by the external appearance. It is normal to be deceived. Just as you are desperately pushing the empire to march south, you are not doing it for revenge or power as others think. And when I lead the army to march south, I am not just trying to open up territory for the empire."

The more Rogge listened, the more frightened he became, but all he could do was keep saying yes.

The emperor finally raised his head, looked at Rogge and said: "I heard that you have tens of thousands of elves in your hands now, is that true?"

Rogg immediately said: "There are fifty-five thousand elves in total, Your Majesty."

The emperor nodded and said: "Very good. Elves are rare warriors. What's even more rare is that you can subdue an elf who is known for his stubbornness, arrogance and stupidity. Very good! I don't think you can keep this secret for long. , let's do this, you organize these elves into an army and join your church. I will give an order to give all the elves who follow you the status of imperial citizens, so that you will have no worries."

Rogge didn’t know whether he was happy or sad about such a result. He didn't know how to answer for a moment, so he had no choice but to thank the emperor for the gift.

Feuerbach lowered his head again, seemingly absent-mindedly and said: "If a church wants to develop, it must have a sufficient number of devout believers and a clear doctrinal program. Both are indispensable. Your Holy Church believers have already It's quite a lot, but the teachings are far from perfect. You have a lot to do, so there's no need to delay here."

The old steward sent Rogge all the way to the palace. When he was about to reach the palace gate, he coughed a few times and said slowly: "Master Rogge, you have to make plans for the position of the prince in advance. Time is running out now."

Roger agreed, then said goodbye to the boss and left the palace.

When he walked out of the gate of the Great Emperor's camp, he was faced with a gust of night wind, and only then did Rogge feel a bone-chilling chill in his body. He sighed softly and walked quickly to his residence alone.

Roger was quite upset.

If you choose the sacred religious power, you must give up the secular military and political power. Emperor Feuerbach gave Rogge one and a half years. When the time is up, Rogge must hand over his title of prince and the territory of the Duchy of Are to others. Rogge has handed over the military power of the Tide Legion, and these titles and territorial interests are more related to the prosperity and wealth of future generations. Although the emperor did not say it explicitly, under the hint of Sarawenge, Rogge knew that he could pass on these benefits to his descendants so that their descendants could enjoy his remaining shadow.

But therein lies the problem.

Although there were many women who slept with Rogge over the years, except for Lilith, no woman had ever given birth to a son and a half daughters for him. The fat man is cautious, and in order to give himself an extra escape route, he will never push the son Lilith gave him from behind the scenes to the front. But until now, Froya, Eiffel and others have shown no sign that their bellies are getting bigger, which really makes Rogge extremely anxious.

For a while, the fat man had a prestigious title and a vast territory, but he couldn't find a son to inherit it!

Although Rogge is proficient in magic, he doesn't know why he has no new children for such a long time. Even those powerless, weak and dissolute nobles should have three or five children.

The fat man smiled bitterly. He had no other choice but to work harder in the future.

Although the night is deep, many people at the Holy Church are still awake.

"Being able to foresee fate is far from the ultimate level of prophecy. Changing the direction of fate is the purpose of prophecy." Constantine said solemnly.

Effie sat across from him casually, her eyes full of tiredness, she seemed absent-minded to Constantine's teachings, and she even yawned unceremoniously.

The cardinal smiled bitterly. He had already experienced enough of Eiffel's disrespect, and it had even become a habit.

He sighed, closed the holy book in front of him that recorded various sacred spells, and said: "Prophecy is the most elusive sacred spell. This is not because of how complicated it is, but because of fate. It is too complicated. No matter how hard we try, all we can see is an insignificant part of the entire destiny. Based on this picture alone, the prophet is likely to draw wrong conclusions. Only with the gift of God can we see Go further and see more destiny, which is why prophecy requires casters to have devout faith. Well, I have said enough, today we are going to practice using magic props to cast prophecy . Well, just come and try to predict the future of this world. This picture of destiny is big enough, and you will have more opportunities to see a corner of it. Come on, this is what I found today, you can use it Come and try it!"

As he spoke, Constantine pushed a huge clam shell with a diameter of one meter in front of Eiffel. The giant clam was obviously a powerful monster when he was alive, and even now there are still strong magic fluctuations on the clam shell. It's a pity that because of this, it was spotted by the Cardinal and turned into a prop for Constantine to teach Eiffel.

Ai Feier covered her mouth and yawned again, then dragged the giant clam in front of her and murmured: "In the name of any god, present the future of the world to Ai Feier. In front of Mayfair!"

Constantine said angrily: "How many times have I said that you must have a pious heart when reciting incantations to get a response from the gods in the heavens! How can prophecy be possible if you are so insincere? Success..."

Before he could finish his scolding, a strong divine light suddenly lit up on Eiffel's body. When the light dissipated, the inside of the clam shell, which was as smooth as a mirror, began to pour out a rich color like ink, and the ink color immediately condensed into a complex and gloomy symbol.

Constantine was taken aback. When he came over to take a look, he immediately frowned and said, "This is the mark of the devil! Let me see what kind of power it represents...well, it is destruction." I have long said that random predictions will only lead to inexplicable results. Do it again!"

Ai Feier sat up straighter and recited the spell seriously.

After the divine light flashed~IndoMTL.com~the clam shell first showed a red color, and then a clear picture appeared.

In the future shown by the giant clam, the sky is a burning fire cloud, half of the sky is occupied by the huge sun, and the ground is full of erupting flames and flowing magma.

Seeing this doomsday-like scene, Constantine's face became a little ugly. He frowned and said slowly: "You have limited power and no faith. How could you get such a clear doomsday prophecy? I know that if you are wrong, you will be very unconvinced, but this content is different from what the gods have shown. The future given to me is completely different. Come, let's try again and pay attention to mastering the operation of magic."

This time, a beautiful world appeared in the giant clam, and then an extremely strong sacred light lit up in the middle, and the light containing infinite power ignited the whole world!

The third prophecy is still destruction.

The clam shell had exhausted its magic power and shattered into countless small pieces with a snap. Eiffel cheered, jumped up, rushed out like the wind, and went back to her room to catch up on her sleep.

In the large room, only Constantine was staring at the broken clams on the ground, thoughtfully.


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