Blasphemy: 12 Servants of God (Part 1)

The ragged Rogge walked out from behind the door with weak steps.

These two heavy gates are made entirely of pig iron and are nearly half a meter thick. Their switches are all driven by hydraulic machinery. As soon as Rogge walked out of the door, the heavy iron door slowly closed behind him. In the moment before the iron gate closes, you can roughly see a small area behind the iron gate.

It was a dead place littered with corpses!

Rogg looked tired, sloppy in his steps, and also lost weight. But the clarity has returned to his eyes.

The warden, who was two times fatter than the fat man, was already waiting respectfully and presented a new set of clothes to him with his own hands. During the process of changing clothes, patches of black and white skin kept falling off Rogge's body, which made the warden frightened. He immediately cast his gaze on the ground calmly, pretending not to see anything. The warden has been in the officialdom for a long time and knows that the biggest way to get into trouble is to know too much about your boss's private affairs.

The place where Rogge is standing now is the bottom level of the big dungeon. When the Holy Alliance was first established, the construction of this large dungeon began. Historically, when a country was established, the first things built were military camps and prisons, and the Principality of Are was no exception. In Are's not-so-long history, the large dungeon has been expanded three times and can hold more than a thousand of the most dangerous prisoners. After Rogge took charge of the principality, despite extremely tight finances, he still allocated a sum of money to repair the large dungeon. After all, Fatty's experience in seeking power and seizing the country was disgraceful. There were so many resisters that the original large dungeon seemed insufficient for a while.

Behind the iron gate is the place with the most innocent souls in the dungeon. The space behind the door is wide and open, but there is no light, no way out, and only a little water. If prisoners wanted to be executed in a large dungeon, several of them would often be imprisoned in this deserted area and allowed to slowly die and rot in the darkness.

In the lightless Jedi, prisoners who know they will die will soon fall into the final madness, and the person who remains conscious in the end is often the most unfortunate person.

Over the past hundreds of years, there have been countless ferocious ghosts accumulating in this deserted land; there have been countless most vicious curses echoing in the empty space.

As soon as Rogg returned from the "Windfury Rift", he plunged into the Death Jedi. He is the master of necromancy and needs to absorb the soul and curse power here to fight the curse attached to the Iron War Golem scroll. Perhaps there is no place in the entire principality where the power of undead and curses is more powerful.

The curse attached to the Iron War Golem scroll is detailed and complicated. Although the initial power does not seem to be great, it is extremely difficult to get rid of. Rogge thought that the curse effect could be completely eliminated within five days, but he did not expect that he would stay in the dungeon for seventeen days. However, Fatty gained a little this time. After personal experience, Rogge became more familiar with the use of curse power, and the various vicious curses he issued became more difficult to resist.

Rogge was delighted with his progress in magic. He hurriedly put on his clothes and returned directly to the Grand Duke's Mansion.

Since cracking the high-level curse is related to Fatty's life, before entering the Jedi dungeon, Rogge gave a strict order not to be disturbed by anyone. But he didn't expect that his stay would last seventeen days.

Seventeen days, too many things can happen.

Rogg carefully removed a magic mechanism in the corner of his room. This magic circle is so powerful that if it is accidentally triggered, even a fat man's magic resistance will be beaten to death.

A blue magic mirror in the magic circle is shining brightly. This is a magic prop specially given to Roger by Rockefeller for long-distance communication. Looking at the flashing light on the magic mirror, Rogge knew that there were at least a dozen messages stored in it. The magic mirror is extremely expensive, but it can only be used a total of twenty times. Rockefeller has been delivering news continuously for the past seventeen days, which shows his anxiety.

These messages are similar. In addition to informing Rogge of the latest trends in the empire, they are also urging Rogge to lead his troops north as soon as possible. If he had not challenged the Silver Dragon King, Rogge would have gone to the Holy Capital more than twenty days ago.

He thought for a moment and simply replied with a message, saying that he would set off within five days.

Putting aside the factors of Fengyue, dealing with the City of Clouds and the Imperial Prime Minister Straw is the top priority at the moment. Apart from this, there is no other major issue in the principality. Five days should be enough for him to deal with the backlog of matters accumulated in the principality in the past ten days.

Not long after, Rogge, who was in a hurry, appeared in the main hall of the Eye of Wisdom again.

Mora, who was wearing a holy robe, seemed to know that Rogge was coming and was already waiting at the door of the main hall. The fat man said nothing and followed her towards the back of the palace in tacit agreement.

Rogg has entered the main hall of the Eye of Wisdom countless times. But this time was different from the past. He always felt some subtle changes in the atmosphere here. But he couldn't tell where the specific changes were.

Looking at Mora walking in front, Rogge's heart suddenly moved slightly.

Mora walked very rhythmically. Following her footsteps, the seductive curves under the loose holy robe flickered and appeared, especially the plump and round buttocks, which swayed slightly. For a moment, Rogge's heartbeat seemed to be echoing this rippling rhythm. He suddenly remembered the sudden entanglement with Maura. Her beautiful body, seductive eyes, soft and sometimes heavy moans, crazy movements, and panicked expression when she was exhausted, all appeared in front of his eyes.

"What happened today?" Rogge secretly wondered. Normally, he would never suppress his lustful heart, but as long as there is business ahead of him, the fat man's resistance to beauty is extraordinary. Like today, I can barely suppress my desire for Maura. This is the first time in recent times.

The two walked into the prayer room one after another, and Maura carefully closed the door. The prayer room is protected by the divine power of Odaireh. As long as the door is closed, there is no need to worry about ordinary prying magic.

The fire on the altar burned brightly as usual. There was a little baby girl sitting in front of the flame, eating her fingers, and her big beautiful eyes looked at the speechless Rogge curiously.

"This...is the goddess after her arrival?" Even Rogge, who was as calm as he was, couldn't hide his shock.

"The goddess has indeed arrived." Mora said calmly.

Roger stared at the little baby girl, looking left and right. If he hadn't been afraid that he would not be able to bear the consequences of angering Audrey, he would have picked up the baby and looked at it carefully. He even secretly glanced at the baby with his mental power, and indeed found a trace of Audreyh's divine power in her, but the divine power was too weak. But a baby, no matter how good his qualifications are, cannot have much power.

In fact, Rogge has always felt very strange that Odelech chose to be born in a baby's body. This approach seems quite similar to the reincarnation of angels in the Church of Light. However, as far as Rogge knows, it seems that the popular method of the Light Church in recent years is to descend directly into the mature body.

Rogg also wanted to study the baby girl carefully. At this moment, Mora's deliberately lowered voice came over at the right time: "Master Rogg, your current behavior is completely disrespectful to the goddess..."

Roger was startled and immediately took a few steps back. But at some point, Maura stood silently behind him. As soon as the fat man stepped back, he immediately bumped into Maura. How can Maura beat Fatty?

The saint immediately fell to the ground.

Rogg felt Mora's soft body on his back, and the fire in his heart roared, burning brightly again!

Without saying a word, he turned around and pounced on Maura, who had not yet gotten up. Mora had just raised her body up, and was immediately pushed to the ground by Rogge. Under the fat man's brute force, she had no resistance at all, and the holy robe was torn apart in the blink of an eye. Rogge roared low in his throat and buried his face deeply into the two familiar soft peaks.

Mora didn't panic, she just whispered in Rogge's ear: "Audreyh is here..."

Roger immediately started up and looked around instinctively, "Where is it?"

Seeing that Rogge was awake, Mora pushed him away as if nothing had happened, and casually covered his bare chest with the damaged holy robe. At this time, Mora's holy robe was almost completely torn to pieces by Rogge. She could cover this side, but not that side. But Maura didn't care, she said in a calm and gentle voice:

"The goddess handed down two oracles, both of which are related to you."

Roger's consciousness had completely recovered at this time, and he was a little afraid to go see Mora. Attempting to molest a saint of the goddess in front of her altar is an unforgivable sin in any religion. The fat man couldn't help but feel strange about his unexpected loss of control. It seemed that the last time he was entangled with Maura, he had lost control like this... But before he could think about it, Maura said: "The goddess requires the eye of wisdom to be in a A grand sacrificial ceremony will be held within the month. Only if there are more than 50,000 devout believers present at the same time can it be possible to meet the goddess's requirements and obtain the goddess's grace. But you know, the entire Dresden only has 100,000 people. To gather 50,000 devout believers, we can only call believers from other places to come to Dresden. This will be a large expense, but the Eye of Wisdom is not so rich. But the omniscient goddess has already considered this One point, she asked you to make up for the funds for this sacrificial ceremony for the Eye of Wisdom. I have calculated that this ceremony requires you to donate a total of two hundred thousand gold coins."

Roger remained silent, but his expression was already as ugly as he wanted. The principal's new quarter's taxes have just been put into the treasury for a few days, and the total is only 250,000 gold coins. The tax revenue of the last two quarters will account for the majority of the annual tax revenue, but most of the money that was just collected into the treasury was used by the Eye of Wisdom. What should he use to pay the salaries of officials and soldiers? Not to mention manufacturing sophisticated equipment and armor and improving training camps.

Although Rogge didn't know what this sacrificial ceremony was for, a goddess who frequently performed miracles was right in front of him. If he didn't try his best to satisfy her oracle, he would be an absolute fool. Regardless of whether Audreyh's divine power is high or low, she not only demonstrated countless miracles and oracles, but also appeared in front of Rogge in person. Of course, every time she came, she scared the fat man badly.

In the eyes of all pragmatic fat people, such a goddess is far more powerful than the ice and snow goddess who has been extinct for decades. The **** you believe in does not need to be powerful, as long as it is willing to help its believers, that is enough. If you are like Shiloh and simply live for a thousand years, then even if you believe in the Supreme God, what's the use? Before the Millennium War, the powerful elven empire almost swept away all powerful creatures on the continent. However, after losing the blessing of God, didn't the glorious era end completely in just a few decades?

These thoughts flashed through Rogge's mind. The fat man was horrified. Could it be that he also wanted to embark on the reincarnation path of worshiping a moving god, creating a world, and then waiting for the newcomers to knock him down?

"Lord Rogge," Mora asked softly, "Are you willing to carry out the goddess's oracle?"

"Of course!" Rogge said without hesitation. He temporarily put aside the proposition of fate, which was far beyond his ability, and instead considered how to make a fortune from abroad so that he could make up for the big hole in the principality's finances. Speaking of making money, this was the special skill that Fatty relied on to make a fortune back then. His mind was spinning rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of ways to make money flashed through his mind.

"War! There is only war!" Rogge suddenly roared through gritted teeth.

Indeed, there is only war! Only by establishing a foreign enemy can we not only set up a target for the dissatisfied people in the principality, but also take the opportunity to make a windfall from the war. Of course, the premise of all this is to win this war. So the choice of this enemy is crucial.

But what makes Rogge not sure whether to be proud or frustrated is that he has countless enemies.

Even without the 200,000 gold coins Audreyh asked for, Rogge would definitely not be able to survive this year. Therefore, he must make a huge fortune before the principality's treasury goes bankrupt.

This time the Eye of Wisdom gathers 50,000 believers for the sacrificial ceremony is by no means a trivial matter. In history, every similar event has its cause and effect. The goddess Audreyh would never hold such a ceremony for no reason, but the real intention of the gods was not something that Fatty could guess.

Saint Mora showed no surprise or disgust at Rogge's vicious declaration of war, as if she already knew Rogge's answer.

She said softly: "Lord Rogge, you have served the goddess Odeleh for so long, so the goddess wants to reward you for your piety. Your enemies in the north are both powerful and insidious, so the goddess decided to send her servants to follow you. You go north together. This is the second oracle of the goddess."

The fat man was surprised and happy. He never expected that the goddess would send a servant to help him directly! The divine servant of the goddess must be a strong man in the holy realm, right?

"Where is the servant of God? Let me see him quickly!" he said with joy.

"Here." A cold voice suddenly sounded behind Rogge. It sounded less than one meter away from the fat man. The fat man could almost feel the cold breath of her breath!

The fat man did not dare to move too much, but turned around slowly.

Boom!

Roger suddenly felt dizzy. For a moment, he couldn't clearly see the knife-like face opposite him, full of sculptural beauty.

It seemed that he had known this face many years ago.

Roger rubbed his eyes and took a closer look, only to realize that he did not recognize the beautiful woman opposite.

The woman had blond hair and blue eyes. She was wearing an exquisite light armor and had a cross sword hanging casually on her waist. It seems like her equipment is nothing out of the ordinary except for being a little more refined.

"Excuse me..." Rogge said cautiously.

The woman interrupted him coldly: "I am Seraphi, the goddess's servant. You don't need to call me an adult or a respectful person. As the spokesperson of the goddess, I will judge everything by myself in the future, and neither do you." Trying to order me around."

Roger nodded immediately.

He took another careful look at Seraphi, and when his eyes passed over that stunning face, he couldn't help but feel dizzy again. But what surprised Rogge was not her appearance, but her strength.

The divine servant Seraphi sent by the goddess to assist him only has level 14 fighting spirit!

He took a deep breath and scanned it again with his mental power, finally convinced that his judgment was correct.

For the fourteenth-level divine servant, isn’t this a bit too much of a joke?

But before the fat man had a chance to complain, Serafi had already taken the lead. She glanced at the disheveled Mora, and said coldly to Rogge: "You insulted the goddess's sacrifice, and you insulted the goddess's dignity."

Before Rogge could answer, he saw a dazzling bright sword light in front of him. Looking at this momentum, this sword is bound to blind his eyes! Rogge was shocked and instantly cast a transparent light shield, blocking him in front of him, and then backed away like lightning.

Fat Man’s reaction to battle is already extremely fast, and the instantaneous transparent light shield is very damaging. If the opponent wants to take advantage of the opportunity to attack, he will most likely bump into the stationary light shield. He may not be injured, but he will definitely be surprised. As long as there is such a short window of time, Rogge's low-level magic driven by mental power will attack like a violent storm, easily turning the unfavorable battle situation back.

But the dazzling sword light dissipated in an instant, and there was nothing in front of Rogge. Where could there be any figure of Seraphi?

At this time, Rogge felt a faint chill on the back of his neck. The fat man had so much experience in actual combat that he immediately sensed that Seraphi's cross sword was resting there, waiting quietly for him to bring it up to his neck.

At this time, Rogge's back momentum was extremely strong and he could not stop his retreat. The fat man was so anxious that he immediately yelled! His roar contained a magic spell. Although this method of casting was not as fast as instant spell casting, the magic it could cast was one level higher than instant magic. Coupled with Fatty's precise magic control and expertise in undead and dark magic, Rogge can cast two or three magics in the time it takes other mages to cast one spell of the same level.

A wall of bones appeared behind Rogge as he roared, blocking his body perfectly. Even if he faced the servant of God, Rogge would not die without hesitation. A dark black ring on his little finger lit up, and another piece of dark gray cursed mist flew behind him.

Although Rogge knew that the Cursed Mist might not have an effect on Seraphi, other low-level magics that he could activate quickly were even less likely to harm Seraphi.

"Response very quickly!" Seraphi's bone-chilling voice sounded almost close to Rogge's ears!

With a crash, the wall of bones that Rogge relied on suddenly collapsed, but only the upper half collapsed, while the lower half was still intact. Rogge tripped his feet on the wall of bones. This time he could no longer control his body and fell to the sky.

Selaphi's beautiful silver boots then fell from the sky and stepped heavily on Rogge's belly!

Roger's face suddenly turned white and he couldn't even scream. Although he has strong skin and thick flesh, Seraphi's seemingly light step was no less powerful than an earth dragon! No matter how strong the fat man's body is, he will never be able to withstand an earth dragon stepping on him.

Selaphi's step also contained a lot of fighting spirit, but the way she used her fighting spirit was very weird. She easily broke through Rogge's mental power for defense, allowing Rogge to completely withstand her power. A complete step.

After stepping on her foot, Seraphi seemed to still not be relieved of her hatred. She suddenly said: "Mora! Turn around"

Mora replied softly: "Follow your instructions, Lord Seraphi."

The fat man turned his head and saw that Maura actually turned around and threw him aside, ignoring him.

For some reason, Fatty suddenly felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart. He just felt that the main hall of the Eye of Wisdom had become indescribably weird today! The fat man wanted to escape, but after being stepped on by Seraphi, his whole body was extremely weak. How could he escape?

Selaphi suddenly smiled, but the insidiousness in her smile did not hinder her beauty that could dazzle the fat man's eyes.

She said in a small voice that only Rogge could hear: "Don't you look down on the fourteenth level of fighting spirit? Huh, get rid of waste like you~IndoMTL.com~ A tenth level of fighting spirit is enough!"

Seeing that Maura was obedient and didn't look back, Seraphi hurriedly touched Rogge's body a few more times. The continuous severe pain blocked all the fat man's words in his stomach.

With a choking sound, Seraphi's cross sword returned to its sheath. With a cold and holy voice, she announced the end of Roger's punishment and ordered him to leave the prayer room immediately, otherwise he would be punished twice.

The fat man, who had already experienced severe pain, said nothing, endured the severe pain, and hurried away. After all, he didn't notice that the appearance of the Holy Child on the altar was slightly different from that of the chosen one that day.

The temperature in the prayer room quietly dropped a few points, and Fengyue with black hair and silver eyes appeared silently next to Serafi. They communicated constantly with their spirits.

"If your heart hurts, I will hit you more gently next time."

Feng Yue said calmly: "Just fight."

Selaphi smiled softly and said: "Okay, I won't fight with you anymore. Anyway, you owe me, and one day I will find a way to get it back. Time is running out, so go back and prepare well. , leave the matters here to me. It takes a long time to go north, and I want to see how long that old thing can hide from me!"