Blasphemy: 12 Love Spells

The land of the North is vigorous and rough. Even in Richelieu, which is famous for its history and artistic atmosphere, the architectural style is still mainly tall and majestic. However, the Oracle City, which is unknown to the world, has a delicacy and beauty that is incomparable to that of the entire north.

In this midsummer season, the ancient elven trees no longer need to expend energy to regulate the temperature in the Oracle City, so the elves used the excess energy to build a large number of war facilities. After all, the current peace in Oracle City is just a facade. Who knows how many undercurrents there will be under the calm sea? It's just that the elves' beauty-loving nature struck again, and they decorated these war facilities like works of art.

In the faint morning light, the city of Oracle is like a beauty standing on the edge of a clear blue lake and green grass.

But this morning, the invisible wind blowing was not the admirer of this beauty, but the **** of death who was ready to spread death.

Nicholas, with a solemn and strange face, has arrived at the edge of the Oracle City. There seems to be a stairway under his feet, which is getting higher and higher. He actually walked up to the Oracle City step by step out of thin air. head.

His figure was strangely shaking slightly, just avoiding the eyes of all the elves. In fact, most of the patrolling elves subconsciously avoided his path.

Across the city, Nicholas did not stop. He walked higher and higher, walking towards the center of the city of oracles as if no one else was watching.

After this period of spying, Nicholas has become convinced that the elves in this city must be related to the death of Chris Felena. Now that the mysterious Hughes is no longer in the elf city, this good opportunity will never come back once it is lost. So he was no longer prepared to explore the real role of the elves in this matter, and just wanted to massacre the city.

As long as it is related to the death of Chris Felena, he will destroy them one by one.

When Nicholas slowly arrived at the center of the Oracle City in the air, he suddenly froze, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

In the square under three ancient elven trees, a huge silver dragon was lying there quietly. She lay down in a freehand manner, with the faucet stretched out towards the direction of the small lake, as if she was looking at the blue lake water in a trance, and seemed to be enjoying the cool summer breeze.

"Kris...Felena..." Nicholas moaned involuntarily, his body already crumbling.

Nicholas almost used up all his strength to stop himself from rushing over. He looked intently and saw more than ten elves busy around the silver dragon's huge body, seemingly cleaning her body and scales. These elves worked meticulously and conscientiously, cleaning each scale carefully without any sign of being in a hurry.

Nicholas stood silently in the sky, letting time pass and the sun rise and set.

Krisferena still lay quietly, motionless, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep. In fact, she couldn't move. She is just a statue, a huge, lifelike statue that took a lot of effort from the elf artist.

It wasn't until the afterglow of the setting sun faded that these serious elves completed the cleaning work and went back happily.

There are always some young elves gathering around the silver dragon statue. They look at the beautiful and huge silver dragon in ecstasy, and listen to the stories and legends about the silver dragon told by the older elves over and over again. .

As night fell, the beautiful Oracle City gradually became quiet.

Nicholas slowly floated down in front of Krisferena.

The statue of the Silver Dragon is a masterpiece of uncanny craftsmanship. Her eyes seemed to be moving slowly with Nicholas, her eyes seemed sad, confiding, and happy. Nicholas was in a daze, almost thinking that Krisferena was resurrected in front of him.

How long can I survive dealing with many powerful enemies? Nicholas didn't know the answer.

But if the City of Oracles can survive forever in the river of history, then Krisfelena can live forever in the hearts of many elves.

He closed his eyes and stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch the statue of Chrissy Felena, but in the end...

But in the end, Nicholas failed to muster the courage. He would rather believe that Chris Felena is sleeping in the Oracle City.

Although this sleep has no end.

A silver light rose into the sky, accompanied by Nicholas' earth-shattering roar!

All the ancient elven trees trembled in the roar, and the calm lake surface also set off huge waves!

At this moment, all the sleeping elves were awakened. They didn't know what was happening and looked around the window blankly.

A few drops of water quietly fell from the sky, and the water drops gradually bloomed with brilliant brilliance.

The elves suddenly had a glimmer of illusion. They saw that in the seven-color brilliance, Krisferena seemed to be alive. She seemed to be looking up at the direction where the silver light was retreating, reluctant to leave.

Two figures appeared at a window.

"He finally left..." Death God's voice was much older than before. Ever since Elsielot stepped into the blue lake, he suddenly seemed to have aged by more than ten years.

"Yeah..." Hughes looked at the place where the silver light disappeared, with no proud expression on his face.

"What about this statue? It takes a lot of magic power to maintain it, right?"

Xius was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "Just keep it like this. If everything is over and he can survive, he will have a place to rely on."

Flame.

There are blazing flames everywhere!

This is not an ordinary flame, but a fire of bliss that contains great magic power and is enough to bind all souls!

In the flames, countless souls are crying, screaming, and struggling. They desperately ran back and forth in the flames, but they could not escape the shackles of the flames no matter what.

When the flames gradually extinguished, these desperate souls were gradually dragged into the ground by the flames. Their pain does not diminish as the flames are extinguished.

In the midst of the blazing flames, stood a stunning girl. Her gorgeous dress was torn in many places, and the exposed skin had scratches and bruises. Although she is still young, she already looks like a peerless beauty.

Looking at the soul struggling in the flames, the smile on her lips became more and more obvious and charming. Finally, she laughed wildly, her green eyes reflecting blazing flames and countless suffering souls!

Then there was a whirlwind...

Froya woke up, her head still hurt badly. With great difficulty, she finally saw Rogge in front of her. He was still shaking himself.

"Damn fat man, you're finally out! You've been in there all day and all night."

Rogg nodded and said: "Fortunately, everything went well. The frost dagger was also found."

"Where is it? Let me see!"

Roger smiled and said: "You can't see it yet. It's in Amaro's body, which is the most important part of the seal. You can't take it out now. Once you take it out, Amaro will resume its activities. ability."

Froya stood up and saw groups of soldiers digging tunnels under the command of elf engineers.

"What are they doing?" The little goblin was still a little confused.

"Amaro's body is relatively large. If you want to move it out, you must widen the passage."

"Damn Fatty, you can't subdue it by yourself, can you? Tell me, how many more things have you hidden that you haven't told me?" The little goblin pinched the flesh on Rogge's waist.

"Conquer it?" Rogge chuckled: "I didn't subdue it. We just agreed on the terms."

Of the more than a thousand surviving soldiers, half were digging passages and the other half were clearing the exits. Half a day has passed, and the passage has not been dug yet. The exit has been cleared first.

Roger frowned and walked among the corpses scattered in the military camp.

Although these corpses have begun to decay, horrific bite and scratch marks can still be seen on their bodies. The stench of corpses in the wind made Fengdie feel nauseous, but she still insisted on following Rogge.

"Where are those enemies..." As soon as she opened her mouth, the smell of corpses that hit her face completely interrupted her words.

Roger bent down and, regardless of the smell, tore open the clothes of a corpse and looked at the rotten wounds. It took him a long time to stand up, and his body inevitably emitted a strong corpse odor.

Rogg sighed and walked out of the military camp while saying: "The beasts that hurt people are not ordinary beasts. Only druids can summon and control so many mutated beasts. It seems that in The person preparing to ambush us outside the Stone Palace must be a Druid. As for him..."

Rogg frowned and said slowly: "He is already dead. This time the ones here are not ordinary druids, there is at least one elder among them."

Feng Die turned pale and gritted his teeth: "So...where are those Druids?"

"They may be dead, or they may have escaped." Rogge's mind suddenly flashed to Fengyue's right hand wrapped in light smoke, and he said, "They should all be dead."

Fengdie was silent and just followed Rogge.

The little goblin would never enter a place like a military camp with corpses everywhere. She looked at Rogge walking towards her, immediately covered her nose, and shouted: "Stay away from me! Come back after cleaning up!"

Rogge smiled faintly and walked towards Froya. Black flames kept coming out of his body. Finally, the demonic flames burned his clothes clean, and the annoying corpse odor naturally disappeared.

The goblin's face was slightly red, and he threw a robe to Rogge, who only had a piece of silver dragon armor left.

Roger's eyes slowly swept across the dilapidated stone palace and the surrounding melancholy forest, and his expression became increasingly gloomy. He wasn't sure if there were druids hiding in this forest. But since Fengyue said she would deal with the people outside, there should be no enemies in the surrounding area.

The Druid's blows these few times were very cruel and effective. If Fengyue, who had not been heard from for a long time, had not suddenly appeared, then this stone palace would have been the tomb of these more than 3,000 people. Even if Rogge himself could possibly escape, others would certainly not be spared, and the frost dagger would also fall into the hands of the druid.

"Sir, do you think those prisoners asked to leave?" The officer's request brought Rogge back from his thoughts.

Rogg looked over and saw the dozen or so Druid warriors who had survived the disaster gathering together and looking at this side.

"We can't just let them go!" Feng Die's cold voice made Rogge startled.

He looked back and saw Feng Die staring at the Druid warrior with hatred in her eyes. Her hand was holding the wheel saw tightly and was shaking uncontrollably.

Rogg grabbed Fengdie who was about to rush out, frowned and said: "What are you doing?"

"I want to kill these druids!" Fengdie said through gritted teeth.

Rogg shouted: "They are just the lowest status warriors, no matter how many you kill, it will be useless!"

"But...these druids killed him!" Feng Die suddenly burst into tears, crying hoarsely: "I paid so much price, I gave up my dignity, pride, purity and hope, everything... In order to keep him alive! However, the Druid still killed him! This... why is this!!"

Rogg turned around and shouted to the Druid warriors who were waiting for their fate to be pronounced: "I promised to let you go free, and I will fulfill my promise! Go back and tell those in Yunxiao City Druids, I don’t want to be enemies with them, don’t force me again! If they insist on having their own way, don’t let you die again. Next time, I won’t be so polite! Get out of here now!”

Feng Die stopped crying, she stared at the back of the Druid warrior, and said coldly to Rogge: "Are you really ready to reconcile with these Druids? If so, can you please dissolve it?" Our contract is that I will go to Yunxiao City by myself!"

Rogge smiled faintly and said: "Is reconciliation...possible? I just want the druids to discuss it to delay the time. We are too passive at the moment. Besides, what's the point of killing these soldiers? You have to kill several of his elders to let the Druid know the pain! Fengdie, follow me wholeheartedly. One day, I will take you to the City of Yunxiao."

Fengdie bit her lower lip gently and nodded slowly.

After another whole day, the passage in the stone palace was opened high and wide enough, and Amaro's body was finally able to be moved out of the stone palace. But the surrounding dense forest was a bigger obstacle. Rogge directed his soldiers to quickly open a path in the forest, and at the same time sent people to rush to the Grand Duke of Doriac, asking him to increase troops and monitor the movements of all druids in the province.

Rogg sent another team of elves to notify the Eye of Wisdom and asked them to send the Eye of Amaro to Dresden as soon as possible, where he would meet the people of the Eye of Wisdom.

He looked at Amaro's huge body and sneered imperceptibly.

The sea of ​​consciousness.

This time the battle was particularly long, and Fengyue's tenacity made even Wei Na find it difficult to resist. ~IndoMTL.com~ The origin of God has entered a very dangerous state, and the two of them had to stop. Different from the calm demeanor after the previous battles, this time they all looked very embarrassed, their eyes dimmed, and their blond and black hair that were originally vertical like mirrors were messy. The two looked at each other for a while and began to tidy up their appearance in unison.

Feng Yue frowned slightly and stared at the busy Wella. She instinctively felt that Wella was planning something. However, although Fengyue has control over the origin of God, her understanding of the origin of God is too little, so she has no way of knowing Weina's thoughts, nor can she explore Weina's power and skills. Only in the battle with Weina can Feng Yue observe and understand Weina's unfathomable fighting skills.

As soon as their fighting stopped, the power of God's origin began to recover bit by bit. Another invisible battle begins. Every time the Origin of God restores a bit of energy, Feng Yue and Weina will fight for it at the same time. Fortunately, Feng Yue did not fall behind in the competition for God's original energy, and even had a slight upper hand because of his control. Even so, in the face of Weina's endless and ever-changing fighting skills, Feng Yue could only barely support her.

Feng Yue was concentrating on fighting for the energy of the origin of God, but Weina was busy non-stop.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a war has just subsided.