Blasphemy: 13 is like a dream

The main hall of the Sky Palace is deep and remote, with strips of blue light wandering among the patches of snow, condensing colors, like a dream, blurred and fantastic.

The ice crystal in the center of the hall is still majestic, and the black-haired goddess in front of the ice crystal is also graceful and calm, as if she has never changed her posture for thousands of years.

A whisper was floating in the hall.

"Fengyue, the outside world has changed a lot. Do you know, Androni was killed, and the person who did it was her own relatives. But for some reason, when I came back, no matter what, Her body can't be found. I think you must remember Androni. She had my child, but she didn't have time to give birth. Before she died, her last wish was to see you... Oh, I know , none of this is important to you now."

On the edge of the main hall, Rogge adjusted his posture so that he could sit more relaxedly. He looked up at Fengyue in the sky, and after a long time, he said softly: "Fengyue, the number of believers in the church has increased a lot recently, you must be able to feel that the power of faith has increased a lot!"

"Actually, I know that in order to get these new believers, I killed many believers of the Church of Light. Although most of them did not die directly in my hands, no matter who did it, they should actually be counted. It's all on me. It's been almost half a year since the war started, and I can't even count how many people I've killed. One million, or two million?" The fat man's voice sounded again, with a hint of desolation and helplessness in his deep voice. But more importantly, he was determined, "But that's not important. As long as it can strengthen the power of faith, I am not afraid of killing one million more. In fact, I will soon use one million souls to guide the clone of the Lord of Darkness to enter." This world. I don’t know if this is the right thing to do. Maybe I am personally introducing the source of destruction into this plane. But I can only bet once, because only the Lord of Darkness can fight against the gods of light behind the Church of Light! If the Lord of Darkness is not attracted, then the gods in the heavens will also destroy this plane."

The main hall fell silent again.

After a moment, Rogge slowly stood up and took out a long dark black box from his arms. The box is made of an unknown exotic metal, with a blue pattern as the base and decorated with flower branches wrapped in gold wire. The box seemed to contain a huge amount of magic power, and a faint mist emerged from the middle of the flower branches and dissipated in the main hall.

A few snowflakes floated down, sinking silently into the surface of the box, and then emerged from the bottom of the box in the blink of an eye.

Roger stroked it gently, looked up at Feng Yue, who looked like an ice sculpture in the sky, and said, "Feng Yue, I've thought about it for a long time, and it would be better to put it here with you. You don't object, right?"

Feng Yue was as usual, indifferent to everything he said.

Rogg was already used to taking her silence as agreement. He raised his hand and threw the metal box hard towards the huge ice crystal behind Feng Yue.

The metal box submerged into the ice crystals silently, and then slowly sank downwards as if it were in water. Every time it sinks, the buoyancy in the ice crystal seems to increase. Finally, it stops in the center of the ice crystal.

"It's time for me to leave, Feng Yue. I'll see you again in two days." Rogge took one last look at Feng Yue and walked out of the air palace.

He stood at the tip of the metal lotus petals extending diagonally from the sky hall, looking down at the country of Fengyue.

He suddenly discovered that there was wind in the divine realm, and the coldness in the wind was just like her in the past.

The fat man smiled bitterly, soared into the sky, and disappeared into the void above the divine realm in a blink of an eye.

At this time, in the mountains in the south, four strong men were fighting each other risking their lives.

The long sword in Fenglan Sword Saint Lentini's hand is very different from the ordinary magic sword. It is several minutes thinner and half a meter long. Driven by Lentini's fighting spirit, it swims like a poisonous snake. It moves erratically, sometimes retracting and twisting, sometimes striking with lightning. The blade of the long sword is surrounded by two soft winds. With their support, the blade will often change direction midway through the strike, and the landing point will be unpredictable.

Lentini's figure has completely turned into strips of light, constantly rotating around Prosis, and the long sword in her hand attacks the starry sky sword master who has long been honored with the holy name like a storm.

Prosis had a stern look on his face, and every time he swung the magic sword in his hand, it would leave dozens of star marks in the sky. He sometimes moves forward and sometimes retreats, but only moves within a few meters. But just by looking at the lightning-like retreat, we can see that his speed is no worse than Lentini.

Both the two great sword masters are known for their speed and cunning. Prosis' starry sky fighting spirit is sinister and vicious, but also brilliant. Lentini has a beautiful appearance and graceful movements. The breeze brought out by her long sword contains hidden fighting spirit, which can hurt people invisible, and its insidiousness is no less than the fighting spirit in the stars.

The two sword masters often fought fiercely for a long time, and their swords never crossed once. If you watch their duel from a distance and just look at the graceful looks of the two of them, it is indeed an unparalleled enjoyment.

The other decisive battle not far away was far more intense than the battle between Prosis and Lentini. Corbetian's whole body was shrouded in a hazy battle qi brilliance, and the outline of his battle armor was faintly visible. However, his battle qi battle armor was much blurry than that of other saintly warriors. If you don't look carefully, you can't tell what's going on. Under the faint fighting spirit brilliance, there is actually a battle armor that has condensed into substance.

If Rogge were watching the game, he would definitely sigh again. The strength of Corbetian's fighting spirit armor is no less than that of Fenglan Sword Saint Lentini. However, when someone who doesn't know the details faces this one-eyed dragon tavern owner, it is easy to ignore his true power. At that time, the consequences of underestimating the enemy were defeat and death.

Copitian's face looked a little ferocious, with one eye wide open, staring at the Grand Duke of Bavaria. The giant sword in his hand was like wind and thunder, and he struck at the Grand Duke like an axe! He walked heavily, and with every step he took, he seemed to be crushing the rocks under his feet before he stopped.

The long sword in Reinhardt's hand has no sharp edge. Apart from its extremely hard texture, which is strong enough to collide with Corbetian's giant sword without being damaged, there is nothing special about it. The Grand Duke's pale gray eyes looked at Corbetian without any expression. The long sword in his hand was like the wind. His sword skills were simple and unpretentious. He did not seek merit, but no faults. He could defend without leakage, no matter how violent and fierce the one-eyed dragon's attack was. , and could not break through the Grand Duke's impregnable defense.

On the battlefield are not only the shadows of swords and the brilliant brilliance that blooms when fighting spirit breaks out, but also splashes of blood. In fact, the four strong men had been fighting from early morning to dusk, and they were still inextricably tied. The battle situation between the two sides is chaotic and intricate, and they will often switch opponents, or two of them will attack the other side at the same time. As time went by, the fighting energy consumption of both sides also increased, and they also suffered some minor injuries. When four strong men are fighting in a melee, the weapons do not need to be in direct contact with each other. The hesitant fighting spirit on the sword edge alone may cut through the opponent's defense.

In the first battle, Corbetian and Lentini still had a slight upper hand. Corbetian's fighting spirit is powerful and passionate, his sword skills are wide open and closed, and he is unparalleled in power. Fenglan Sword Saint Lentini is light and cunning, which perfectly complements him. In contrast, the complementarity between the Archduke and Prosis was not so perfect, and the cooperation between the two parties was also very raw, so they fell into a bitter battle.

It’s just that Prosis and Reinhardt have patience. Although Prosis' starry sky fighting spirit is slightly weaker than Lentini's, his sword skills and starry sky fighting spirit have long been integrated into one, completely natural, without any flaws. Although Lentini had the upper hand, she was unable to completely defeat Prosis' defense. The Archduke of Bavaria began to only defend rather than attack. It's just that the Grand Duke of Bavaria's holy fighting spirit is powerful and pure, and other characteristics have not been revealed yet, but it is enough to instantly cast elementary healing skills in battle to heal some insignificant wounds on himself and Prosis.

A little makes a lot.

As time goes by, the balance of this fierce, dangerous, yet very boring sanctuary showdown is quietly shifting towards the side of Prosis and the Grand Duke of Bavaria. Lentini and Cobitian had already sensed the subtle changes in the battle situation, and they tried to restore the disadvantage. However, the patience and resilience of Prosis and the Archduke of Bavaria far exceeded their imagination. They firmly controlled the situation and The advantages are expanding bit by bit.

Lentini suddenly stepped back and stood more than ten meters away from Prosis in an instant. The long sword in her hand let out a long roar that echoed through the sky, pointing directly at the Starry Sky Sword Master.

Prosis put away his sword and stood up, calmly looking at Lentini who was frantically increasing her fighting spirit. The aqua blue light emitted by the sword in her hand was calm and gentle, and did not fluctuate at all due to her opponent's rising fighting spirit.

"Prosis! Don't you feel any guilt about what happened back then?" Lentini shouted.

"Guilty?" Prosise smiled coldly and said: "I, Proses, have never felt guilty about the things I have done! What's more, you were gentle and docile at first, but later you became arrogant, irritable, moody, and... How many people can tolerate you? From the day you killed Jisili and the child in her belly with one sword, there has been no relationship between us. I am probably not the one who feels guilty about what happened back then. ! Lentini, if you don’t leave, you will force me to kill you!”

Lentini's voice rose crazily along with her fighting spirit: "You only remember Jisili's child! What about the child in my belly?! You don't even know the existence of this child! Let me tell you, in The night you cruelly abandoned me, I killed him! Prosis, since you can abandon me, then I can kill your child!"

When he heard that Lentini also had a child, Prosis's eyes finally fluctuated, but this ripple disappeared immediately. The muscles on Cobytian's face twitched suddenly, and the two-handed giant sword waving in the air stopped slightly before continuing to cut. At this opportunity, the Grand Duke of Bavaria suddenly retreated dozens of meters away, his body flashing with milky white light. Several low-level healing techniques had been cast on himself, and he also treated Prosis.

Procis looked at Lentini and said calmly: "Lentini, what happened back then has long passed. Now the only thing I am interested in is the sword in my hand. If you plan to continue this decisive battle, then I will kill you."

Lentini laughed wildly, her fighting spirit reaching its limit, and the many tiny wounds on her body spurted out thin lines of blood.

"Okay! Prosis, come and kill me! Let's see who among us can kill whom!"

Lentini slowly raised the sword, the soft blade was straightened by fighting spirit, and several strands of light cyan wind could not help but dance around the blade.

Copitian looked at the Archduke of Bavaria, who was standing ten meters away, motionless as a mountain, and slowly raised the giant sword in both hands above his head. Buzz! His giant sword made a trembling sound like a bell, and then a flash of flames quickly ignited from the hilt to the tip of the sword, and the hot air made his figure somewhat blurred. A line of blood slowly flowed from his angry single eye, and the armor made of fighting spirit on his body had disappeared, and it seemed that all his power had been concentrated on the giant sword in both hands.

Kobidian roared, and with the roar, several six-pointed stars made of fighting spirit flames appeared around him, slowly flying around his body.

The one-eyed dragon suddenly jumped into the air, carrying the giant sword in both hands like a clutch to the towering mountains, and chopped down the Archduke of Bavaria head-on. The Grand Duke also changed to holding the sword with both hands. The long sword seemed to be as heavy as ten thousand kilograms, and he slowly swung it upward to meet Corbetian's sword edge!

A flash of light lit up between the blades of the two swords, and in an instant it was so bright that it took away all the colors in the world! The sudden vindictive storm had nowhere to vent its violent energy, plowing out a large pit more than one meter deep on the hard ground, and the outer edge continued to expand outward! In the center of the grudge storm, the chain armor on Corbetian's body had already been torn to pieces by the frantic grudge airflow. His strong body was quickly covered with wounds, and even pieces of flesh flew out! However, his **** single eye was still open angrily, and he tried his best to activate his fighting spirit, trying to cut the Grand Duke in half with his sword!

The giant sword cannot move forward at all, because what he wants to split is a high mountain.

The armor on the Archduke is obviously much better than Corbetian's chain mail. In such a violent storm, it was only covered with cracks and not broken. It was just that the Archduke's helmet was blown away by the fighting spirit. A large amber gemstone was revealed on his forehead.

The Grand Duke's light gray eyes were ignited with blazing holy flames, and the gems on his forehead were also emitting bright brilliance. The brilliance of the gem became brighter and brighter, and in a blink of an eye, the intense amber brilliance overwhelmed everything, filling Corbetian's vision... Lentini's long sword silently met Prosis's long sword. sword.

The fighting spirit attached to her sword edge instantly suppressed Prosis' starry sky fighting spirit, and shattered his magic sword in one fell swoop. But this blow was not without cost, Lentini suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. But she was laughing almost crazily, and the sword edge trembled, shattering the Starry Sky Sword Master's sword edge inch by inch, and swam towards his heart!

Prosis's handsome and strange face suddenly became transparent, and a faint aqua-blue brilliance emerged from under the skin. He threw down the magic sword with only the hilt left in his hand, and his right hand, which also became transparent and blue, as if carved from sapphire, actually grasped the blade of Lentini's sword!

Lentini's eyes widened in shock, because her sword edge could no longer advance even an inch, and in Prosis's left hand there was a long sword made purely of starry sky fighting energy, a sword that showed no mercy. The ground stabbed her heart! Lentini continued to urge her fighting spirit, but in front of the starry sky fighting spirit as deep as the abyss, the waves caused by her fighting spirit disappeared into the sea in the blink of an eye.

"In the fifteen years since Kesri's death, there has been nothing else in my heart except the sword." Prosis' voice was emotionless. As he spoke, he slowly moved towards the sword with his sword. Lentini stabbed. "As for you two, one only has hatred in his heart and the other only knows how to escape. How can you be my opponent? By the way, I don't need the blue sky at all now!"

Although the sword edge condensed with starry sky fighting energy advanced slowly, it finally touched Lentini's left chest. Her gorgeous breastplate quickly dented, cracked, and shattered in front of the fighting spirit of the stars, and then the shirt under the armor tore apart without any wind, revealing her snow-white chest muscles.

With a crisp sound, the Grand Duke's long sword wrapped with sacred fighting spirit struck from the side and opened Prosis' long sword of fighting spirit. Then he punched Lentini **** the back, and the powerful fighting spirit attached to the punch shattered her defense in just one blow.

Lentini suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and her vest and armor were shattered. She shook slightly, then fell to the ground and fainted.

Prosis frowned slightly and looked at the Grand Duke quietly. The fighting spirit sword in his hand continued to shoot out little stars.

Under the setting sun, the light of the gems on the Grand Duke’s forehead became softer and softer. He smiled and said: "Dear Mr. Prosis, since you have put aside your old relationship, why not give her to me! The Golem Legion of the Babylonian Empire is famous in the mainland, and I am very interested in this secret."

Prosis looked at the unconscious Lentini and pondered silently. He naturally knew what the Grand Duke meant, and he also knew what would happen in the process of forcing Lentini to reveal the secret of the Golem Legion. Although his heart was dead, Lentini's relationship with him was extraordinary after all, so she remained silent.

Seeing his hesitation, the Grand Duke frowned and said: "Let's do this, Mr. Prosis, I know that you have an old friendship with Fenglan Sword Master. I can say hello to His Majesty the Pope, and I will receive a new harvest this year. Among the children who enter the temple, you will first select ten to pass on your starry sky fighting spirit. What do you think?"

Prosis' fingertips trembled slightly.

Every year, the Guangming Church selects a group of children with excellent qualifications from all over the mainland and provides corresponding training based on their respective characteristics. Although not one out of ten of these children will eventually become a church, the church of the Church of Light has been established for hundreds of years. As the power of the church grows, the number of churches increases. The Holy Church and the Holy Knights are the core of the Light Church's military force. The growth of the Holy Church in turn promotes the expansion of the Light Church's power.

With the current power of the Church of Light, there are still no more than a hundred children selected from all over the mainland every year. Naturally, everyone has extraordinary martial arts or magical talents. If Prosis can select ten people from among them, with his current attainments, given time, a new sword master will definitely appear among his disciples. In the past ten years, among all the disciples of Prosis, Androni was the only real genius, so he passed on the Blue Starry Sky to her.

Prosis knew that Androni had arrived in the north and was on the side of the Holy Agreement. However, after hearing that she had also broken through the Holy Realm, Starry Sky Sword Master felt more relieved than regretful. After all, for the strong, few people value worldly power and disputes.

Prosis did not answer the Grand Duke's question, but turned around and left silently.

The Grand Duke looked at Lentini, who was still unconscious, and smiled slightly.

At the end of summer, after Rogge single-handedly raided the Holy Glory Alliance's front, the originally stalemate war situation suddenly heated up. On the night when Rogge and the powerful men withdrew to Oceania, Pompey's Poseidon Legion suddenly dispatched and swept through the Holy Alliance's front lines along the route Rogge had taken, bulldozing three small fortresses overnight. and six towns, causing the material accumulation areas and transportation hubs in the hinterland of the Alliance to lose their shelter and directly exposed to the cavalry of the imperial army.

Hundreds of kilometers away, Alexander's Glacier Legion also began to advance. The Northern God defeated the Austro-Hungarian Empire's 100,000 troops in a series of battles in the Maple Leaf Plains, opened a large hole in the Holy Alliance's front, and moved his army forward, beginning to advance deeper into the battlefield. At this time, the situation of the Glacier Legion was very favorable. It could either attack westward into the Austro-Hungarian Empire or turn south and outflank the retreat of the 300,000 Allied troops stationed on the 'Meat Grinder' front.

At this time, on the eastern front where the Allied Powers were relatively weak, the Holy Glory Alliance also launched a fierce attack. However, after the baptism of many wars, the appearance of the Dro Imperial Army finally changed. Although they were retreating steadily under the attacks of the armies of the Principality of Bavaria, they were still able to achieve defeat without chaos. For dozens of kilometers, a relatively complete front is still maintained.

But the battle lines are invisible, and the battlefield is vast. On this thousand-mile front, the knights of both sides were crossing vertically and horizontally, raiding the gaps in the opponent's line. Perhaps inspired by Rogge's attack, the knights responsible for the assault in both camps are now equipped with a considerable number of highly skilled warriors or high-level mages, in order to inflict devastating damage to the enemy at the moment of assault. Strike and quickly open a breakthrough.

In the late summer, the number of casualties on both sides skyrocketed, and the markings on the battle lines on the map were constantly changing.

However, not everything was smooth sailing for the Holy Glory Alliance during the war on the Eastern Front.

On a summer afternoon, four thousand face-faced spider knights were rushing along the road, and they were preparing to intercept a light cavalry from the Dro Empire ahead. Since the beginning of the war, the cavalry has suffered the heaviest losses among the various arms of the Dro army. If this light cavalry of more than 3,000 people is annihilated, it will be a big loss for the Dro Empire.

The entire Order of the Spider Knights remained silent, only the sound of hoofbeats could be heard, and the iron hoofs of the war horses made the earth tremble slightly. Suddenly, the trembling of the earth became a little stronger. Although this change was extremely small, it could not be hidden from Gonzalez's keen sense. He raised his right hand, and the adjutant riding beside him immediately gave the order. In the blink of an eye, the entire order of the Spider Knights stopped.

The trembling of the earth became more and more obvious.

Gonzalez frowned urgently, raised his hand and pointed to the side, and the entire Spider Knights immediately moved, facing the direction of his finger, and set up a battle formation. Several mages in the knights began to chant spells and add protective magic to themselves. As if sensing the invisible tense atmosphere, many war horses were neighing lowly and tapping the ground uneasily with their iron hooves.

On the top of the hill thousands of meters away, the enemy finally appeared.

Seeing the long sword shining with beautiful blue brilliance in his hand, Gonzalez's pupils shrank tighter and tighter.

Rogg stood on the top of the hill for a moment, suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Gonzalez, then took a big step and launched a surprise attack on the entire order of the Spider Knights!

"Who is this person? Does he want to attack us? He's simply crazy!" A mage who had just been transferred to the Knights of the Human-Faced Spider pointed at Rogge, who was running towards him, and walked towards him in disbelief. asked the guarding knights.

Before he waited for an answer, he felt a sudden sharp pain in his hand. The mage screamed, and when he looked carefully, he realized that his entire hand was melting! In his eyes, the entire world began to turn fiery red, and the surrounding scenery gradually became distorted and blurred.

If the mage felt something, he looked up and found that there was a fire cloud of dozens of meters square more than ten meters above his head. The Spider Knights spray almost transparent flames.

Firestorm!

Just as the name of this magic appeared in the mage's consciousness, the raging flames had swallowed him whole.

Almost as soon as the fire cloud formed, Rogge had already rushed into the formation of the Spider Knights. Several rays of blue light suddenly lit up, and in an instant, the sharp blue starry sky had cut several unprepared knights into several pieces, including their horses and men!

Roger struck like lightning and casually broke the tip of a spear that was being stabbed at him. Then he shouted and threw it at Gonzalez, who was trying to get out of the fire cloud! The fat man didn't even look at the result of his victory, so he turned around and ran into the distance, disappearing on the horizon in the blink of an eye.

The human-faced spider knights are indeed worthy of their reputation as elites. In this short moment, several knights have blocked the space between Rogge and Gonzalez with their bodies.

The tip of the spear was like a flowing fish, quietly entering the bodies of the knights, and then exiting from their backs, without slowing down at all, and swam into Gonzalez's chest.

In the sky palace, the snow seems to never stop falling.

Roger was still leaning against the wall, looking up at Fengyue in the sky, and said: "Gonzalez should have no chance to survive this time, unless some **** is willing to save him. In fact, it may not have been him who killed Annie. , but since I only know that the murderer is related to the Rochelio family, then I will simply wipe out all their families. Anyway, even if I kill the wrong person, it will not matter."

Roger was silent for a while and then said: "It's getting late, I should go back. I will come to accompany you again in a few days."

In the palace in the sky, snow came from nowhere, fell one after another, and disappeared on the ground of the hall, going nowhere.

A few days in this world seem to be only a short moment in the divine realm.

"Fengyue, today I captured the whereabouts of David Rochelio. Unfortunately, this time there is Sanctuary by his side, so I can only give him an advantage. However, he has been cursed by two of me. He will not be able to think about it within a month. Get off the bed. It's a pity that Rocherio always hides behind the army. It seems that there is no chance to kill him before the decisive battle."

Roger paused and sighed softly: "If Annie were here, she probably wouldn't be willing to see me push her relatives to death one by one... Fengyue, it's time for me to go. Now the war It's getting more and more intense, and the number of believers is almost enough. I'm afraid I won't have time to accompany you before the final battle. But don't worry, it won't be long before the war ends."

Rogg's somewhat lonely figure disappeared at the door of the hall. But he didn't know that behind him, Feng Yue's eyes had slowly opened.

The scenery around the Great Temple of Light is always beautiful beyond human imagination. It's just that at this moment, although the scene in the secret realm is no different from before, it always gives people a feeling of lifelessness.

In the depths of the deep temple, the Pope was standing alone outside two doors tens of meters high, as if waiting for someone to arrive. The two doors are carved from unknown black crystals, and the doors are engraved with miracles and legends of the gods in the heavens.

Finally, the two doors opened silently. The world behind the doors was an endless void and a space storm exuding brilliant brilliance.

Two huge angels with a height of three meters slowly stepped out of the void. ~IndoMTL.com~ They were covered in light golden full-body battle armor, and strange-looking helmets completely covered their faces. Even the wings on their backs were mostly protected by thin armor leaves. After the two angels walked out of the door, they didn't even look at the Pope. They didn't say a word and just stood on either side.

The Pope bowed his head humbly.

Another angel stepped out of the void.

He was not tall and was only the size of an ordinary person, but the huge angels standing on both sides immediately knelt down. He wore a sky-blue breastplate with stars engraved on it. His short chestnut hair was flying in the air, and his face was extremely handsome, even looking a little weak.

However, the endless and vast coercion on his body is enough to dispel any disrespectful thoughts, and what stretches out from his back are actually six sky-blue translucent wings! As the wings flapped, countless stars slowly swam out.

From beginning to end, his eyes never opened.

"Great Andreoli, welcome to this humble plane." The pope's old voice echoed in the empty hall and lingered for a long time.