Blasphemy: 14 Redemption Complete

The sea of ​​consciousness has long since returned to tranquility, and this tranquility lasts longer than ever before.

At this moment, the sea of ​​consciousness no longer had the explosive tension of the past, but was replaced by an indescribable subtle atmosphere. He seemed a little embarrassed and a little panicked.

Feng Yue and Weina were facing each other far away in the air, but their eyes were subconsciously avoiding each other. Even though Weina did not kill Feng Yue when she had feelings for him as she had vowed, Feng Yue also seemed to have no intention of retaliating for We Na's frame-up.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, there is only silence and the slightly undulating golden lake surface.

It’s just that they stood in the high void, as if they wanted to be as far away from the beautiful lake as possible.

Time passes silently. Finally, Fengyue rarely broke the silence.

"Wella, you... are really nonsense."

Under normal circumstances, Wella would not believe her ears. But now, she seemed to have become much slower, and she just responded lightly.

Feng Yue sighed faintly and whispered: "Wella, besides fighting for the origin of God, is there no other solution between us?"

Weina looked at the void in the distance and said faintly: "There are ways... actually. For example, with our current strength, we can easily recreate a body in this abandoned place. Of course, it must be like this one. It is almost impossible to have such a perfect body. But your body is not completely without weaknesses. For example, here..."

The temperature of the sea of ​​consciousness dropped suddenly, Feng Yue clenched her right fist and shouted: "Wella!"

Weina smiled softly and said: "Okay! I will never mention this again. The other way is to come. Fengyue, you don't understand the nature of the abandoned land. We can't stay here for a long time. . But... it is too difficult to find a perfect body in that world. I think you will definitely not go to other planes."

"What about your current body?"

Weina hesitated for a moment, then said: "Originally...if I destroy you and absorb all your power, then my power will be enough. Then I can start to study how to completely get rid of this body. The shackles of the abandoned land, return to that world. But now... alas! You can only choose to come, just like me."

Feng Yue was a little confused: "The world of death has existed for an infinite time, and most of the kings have survived for more than a thousand years. And since we already have the coordinates of that world, we can come and go freely. Why must it come? ?"

Weina hesitated to speak, and finally just sighed and said: "Fengyue, you don't understand. In short, if there is a chance to come, even if the body is not so perfect, we should give up this body. Choose to come. After arriving, if the strength grows strong enough, we can choose a more perfect body. Fengyue, your will is strong enough and you will not be bound by the new body and soul."

"Really?" Fengyue answered almost inaudibly. She suddenly stretched out her hand, and a ball of golden light was dancing and flashing in her palm.

"The origin of God? Fengyue, you..." Weina was confused and didn't know what Fengyue wanted to do.

"Here you go."

"But..." Wella was also stunned by this sudden change. But no matter what Fengyue's motives are, if he takes back control of the origin of God, he will have absolute dominance in the future. Maybe Feng Yue was so shocked that she became a little confused? Wella thought. No matter what, she didn't want to miss this opportunity.

Weina flew forward, wanting to get back the origin of God.

Feng Yue suddenly stretched out her left hand and held Wella's hand. This was the first time they had had contact outside of battle.

The sea of ​​consciousness suddenly trembled slightly.

Feng Yue slowly put the Origin of God in her right hand into Wella's palm. Wella only felt that it was indescribably strange. She stared at all this blankly, and her consciousness was a little dull.

There seems to be something beyond her understanding, although she is an angel of light with invincible fighting instincts.

The origin of God suddenly emits a blinding light!

Wella felt an unparalleled force hit her. Her body could not help but fly higher and farther in the void.

Weina reluctantly looked down and saw Feng Yue's pure silver eyes looking at her.

"Fengyue! You lied to me..." Halfway through the sentence, Wella sighed. It was originally a life-and-death struggle between her and Feng Yue. Speaking of deception, has she deceived Feng Yue enough?

The sky of the death world was suddenly dyed with a touch of gold.

A ball of golden light suddenly flew out of Feng Yue's body that had been standing still for a long time, and a faint human figure could be vaguely seen in the light.

Feng Yue suddenly moved! The space around her fluctuated, and it seemed like it was about to fly away through the air.

A spiritual wave passed through the air. Wei Na shouted angrily: "Feng Yue! Do you want to leave so easily?"

The golden figure bloomed into a large cloud of mist, and Feng Yue's body suddenly froze! All the golden patterns on the Demon Lotus Armor light up with the movement of the golden figure. At the same time, the cyan stripes also lit up. Where the two-color stripes intersected, the demon lotus exploded into large **** of flames.

The entire demon lotus was shaking and trembling. Fengyue had tried her best, but still couldn't step into the opened space channel. Even her body was being pulled back bit by bit by Wella.

Feng Yue suddenly shouted, and the Demon Lotus Armor suddenly dispersed! Wella was caught off guard and could only watch bitterly as the pretty figure in gray robe disappeared into the space passage.

The green lines on the demon lotus armor leaves have all lost their vitality. All the armor leaves flew around the golden figure, reassembled into a complete armor, and wrapped the golden figure.

The eyes on the demon mask gradually lit up. Wella looked at the gradually disappearing spatial ripples and said coldly: "Let's see how long you can hold on there!"

But she couldn't vent the anger in her heart. Wella stretched out her hand to grab it, and the prison thunder gun appeared in her hand.

Wella slowly danced the Hell Thunder Gun, bringing out streaks of bright blue light. These lights trembled uncontrollably and made a faint and pleasant sound. However, with each additional band of light, the sound becomes louder, just like one more person joins the chorus.

A moment later, hundreds of light blue bands of light were crisscrossing around Wella!

The world of death was quiet for a while, and then an unprecedented hymn suddenly sounded across the world!

Almost within the range that Weina could see, all the undead creatures were groaning and wailing under the chant, and letting out bursts of desperate screams. The powerful undead creatures emerged from the ground one after another and fled away into the distance, while the weaker ones were directly destroyed by the sound of the chant and turned into ashes! The hymn seems to be pervasive, whether it is the thick soil or the towering mountains, it can only slightly weaken the power of the hymn.

Even the undead creatures hiding under the soil were not immune. Amidst the incoming chants, green smoke kept coming out, and they were slowly being dismembered. In the soil, only a few powerful undead creatures can penetrate deep enough underground to survive this unprecedented chant.

I don’t know how long it took before the hymn gradually disappeared.

Weina raised her eyes and looked at the world of death that had become much 'cleaner', and finally felt a little bit of the evil spirit in her heart.

But in the distance, a figure was flying towards Wella with difficulty.

Weena was startled. Could it be that there was an undead creature that dared to challenge her in this abandoned land? If such a creature existed, its stupidity must be as rare as its courage.

This undead creature was obviously severely frustrated by the chant just now. It flew up and down, flying with great difficulty. But being able to survive under Wella's hands, it can be considered a very powerful undead creature.

From a very far distance, Wella recognized the familiar blue and black colors. Could it be that this skull dragon is here to avenge its owner?

Weina found it really hard to understand that for a bone dragon that didn't even have the strength to be the king of the Abandoned Land, she could shake it away with just a random shout. What's more, in Wella's impression, this skull dragon has always been extremely timid, so why did he suddenly dare to challenge her?

Gregory vigorously flapped the four tattered thin wings on his back, trying hard to fly towards the majestic and beautiful figure in the sky in the distance. In the recent Anthem catastrophe, its body had been severely damaged, and now it had to flapping its four wings on its back to barely maintain its flight status. In normal times, these four thin wings are just tools for balance and direction control.

With the soul contract, the bone dragon already knew that the master had temporarily expelled Wella from the body and escaped to that world. It also knows that under the protection of the demon lotus, Wella will not only not be destroyed, but she will still be invincible in the world of death.

But the bone dragon still flew towards Wella resolutely.

It has been waiting for this day for a long time.

It has no choice.

Wella waited patiently until the bone dragon struggled to fly less than a hundred meters away from her. Then, she lightly pressed the handle of the prison thunder gun with her index finger.

When the soft clicking sound reached the bone dragon, Grigory suddenly lost all his strength and fell to the ground.

Plop! Gregory's huge body smashed a big hole in the ground, stirring up smoke and dust all over the sky. Its body couldn't withstand such a powerful collision, broken bones flew everywhere, and cracks appeared on the main bones. It turned over with difficulty, raised its head, and looked at Wella standing in front of it.

"Are you here to avenge Fengyue?" Weina said coldly.

She had a hatred for all bone dragons from the depths of her soul. Just because she wanted to know why this skull dragon behaved so bizarrely, she forcibly endured it and did not directly use the celestial flames to slowly kill Gregory. Burned into nothingness.

"No." This time the Bone Dragon was very concise.

"Then why didn't you escape instead of coming back to die?" Wella's fingers were caressing the barrel of the prison thunder gun.

The bone dragon raised its head hard and solemnly said: "Because I want to follow Master Weina."

"What?" Wella was shocked. In fact, there was no second answer that would surprise her more than this one.

She was stunned for a moment, looking at the erect bone dragon, her instinctive disgust and hatred gradually welled up in her heart.

Weina said coldly: "Since you know my origins, you should know how I will treat a dark and dirty creature like you. Haven't you seen the fate of that rotten dragon that overestimated its capabilities? You have wisdom that is rare among bone dragons and the courage to face me. This is very rare, so I can let you choose a way of destruction. Do you want to be liberated in the heavenly flames, or in the holy world? Will you fall into darkness forever with the accompaniment of songs?"

"Master Wella..."

"Don't call me that!" Wei Na shouted angrily: "A bone dragon actually wants to respect the light angel from heaven as its master? I have never heard of such a thing!" Afterwards, Lian Wei Na herself felt a little incredible.

Wella knows that the wisdom of undead creatures has always been directly proportional to their strength. Although Gregory is considered powerful in this world, as a bone dragon, his starting point for strength is originally high. Most bone dragons with power at this level can only possess simple wisdom. The skull dragon in front of her now was either astonishingly single-minded or extremely intelligent. However, as a weak bone dragon, its wisdom is limited no matter how high it is.

The bone dragon said solemnly: "Master Wella, I was a demon dragon in my previous life, and now I am a bone dragon. No matter which one, in your eyes, I am a dark and humble existence, but I still have a noble soul!"

"What?" Wella couldn't bear it any longer, and her clear laughter resounded throughout the entire world of death.

The bone dragon looked directly at Weina and said without flinching: "Master Weina, there is nothing funny about this. No matter how you think of me, I at least have one virtue, and that is loyalty. The Supreme God once said, this is ...This is...this is an important quality anyway."

Weina put away her smile. She remembered that when she fought Feng Yue in the sea of ​​consciousness that day, it was this weak bone dragon that rushed towards the dragon of the abyss regardless of his own safety. Although its effect on the battle situation is minimal, Bone Dragon is right, at least it has loyalty.

Weina sighed softly and whispered: "God has said that loyalty alone is enough to constitute a reason for a soul to be redeemed."

Gu Long seemed not to hear what she was saying, but continued: "If you can't agree with my opinion, then I will wait for your decision. No matter what the outcome is, I will not resist or I regret it. You have power that I cannot fathom and wisdom that can see into everything. I believe that you will definitely give me a fair verdict."

Weina snorted and said coldly: "Do you think you can escape from me by just flattering me?"

The bone dragon said solemnly: "Master Weina, it's unfair for you to say that! Although my wisdom is limited, I can still distinguish between truth and flattery. I was definitely not flattering you just now. In fact, you You can't deny what I say. Can't you?"

Wella was speechless for a moment. Her power is certainly beyond what Bone Dragon can understand, and her wisdom is beyond what this world can accommodate.

Wella finally smiled and asked: "What is your name?"

"My name is Gregory, Master Wella." The bone dragon obviously didn't think it was an insult that Wella couldn't remember its name.

"Okay, Gregory, why do you follow me? Power?"

"For salvation."

"Salvation?" Wella was surprised again. She gradually felt that there was something different about this skull dragon.

"Yes, redemption." Bone Dragon said solemnly: "Under the trick of fate, I became a demon dragon and a bone dragon successively, but my soul is suffering all the time! I can't get rid of my fate, but you can. With your infinite strength, wisdom and beauty, you will definitely free me from the river of fate."

Weina laughed and said, "What does appearance have to do with redemption?"

She looked at the bone dragon up and down. Grigory tried his best to resist the thought of running away madly, and remained motionless, letting her golden gaze pass through his soul like running water.

"Gregory..." Weina pondered and said slowly: "Creating things is not my strong point. But if you try more, you will have a chance of success. Do you want to become a sacred dragon?"

Gregory was shocked. He had no idea that Wella would actually transform it and give it 'salvation'. In the field of creation, Weina is far behind Fengyue. Even Fengyue could only strengthen the bone dragon bit by bit, but Weina actually wanted to do it in one step, directly transforming the bone dragon into a sacred dragon! Regardless of whether he could succeed, at least Gregory knew that he would suffer countless things in the process.

Wella asked again, and Grigory gritted his teeth and finally said: "I do!"

A moment later, in the sky of the death world, the bone dragon and its new owner were flying rapidly.

"Gregory..." Wella suddenly called.

"Master Wella, what are your orders?"

Weina chuckled and said: "I wanted to slowly destroy you after catching you, but I didn't expect you to come to me on your own."

Gregory replied: "With your invincible beauty, wisdom and strength, no matter where I hide, I will be caught by you immediately."

After carefully considering the order of words, Gregory decisively decided to put beauty first. It knows that now is a critical moment, and any tiny mistake may bring destruction to itself.

Weina smiled and said: "You are really a smart bone dragon and very brave."

The bone dragon immediately said modestly: "I'm just a very stupid bone dragon. Compared with you..."

Wella interrupted it and said: "No, Gregory, you are very smart. In fact, I have never seen a smarter bone dragon than you. The play you just performed was so good, even I It was deceived."

The bone dragon suddenly fell down...

Looking from a distance, the light of the Oracle City has been changing over the past few days, sometimes it is green, sometimes it reveals some weird blue.

At this moment, Rogge was standing in Amaro's prison palace, staring at the huge and wriggling thorn ball in front of him, carefully observing Amaro's condition.

Amaro's tenacity in life surprised Rogge and others. In the past few days, it had broken through the prison several times, but with people like Rogge, Hughes, and Death Squad present, how could it be possible for it to escape when it was exhausted? Every time it escaped, it ended up being beaten violently and then thrown back into the thorn bushes. Rogge then viciously doubled the power of the magic circle that extracted the power, until it howled incessantly.

In addition to providing magic power to the Oracle City, Amaro's powerful regeneration ability is also a good subject for experimenting with magic. Rogge had been experimenting with various magic combinations on it day and night in the past few days. After the magic power was exhausted, he immediately meditated on the spot. The only pity is that Froya's magic recovery potion is too precious, and there are only a few bottles left in total. These are the things that the little goblin needs to save his life, otherwise Rogge really wants to drink them directly to replenish his magic power.

Amaro's regenerative ability is extremely strong. Even after cutting off a small piece of meat, the small piece of meat will grow endlessly and will not completely die until a few days later. It wasn't until this moment that Rogge truly felt the lack of magic and alchemy talent at hand. After all, Froya is still young and cannot know everything. Rogge wanted to know where Amaro's regenerative ability came from, so he sent all the elf magicians to study it. Ignoring Amaro's roars and threats, he cut off a large piece of meat, divided it into dozens of small pieces, and handed it over to the magic and alchemy laboratory. This process will be repeated every few days.

Magic or alchemy research is a long and arduous process, and Warcraft talent research is a notoriously difficult field. Since ancient times, the greatest achievement of Warcraft research is an encyclopedia of Warcraft classification, which records in detail the classification, power, special skills, and most importantly, the uses of each part of Warcraft's body. This encyclopedia was compiled by the cooperation of many great magicians, adventurers and alchemists. Obviously, the above listed are ordinary Warcraft. The truly valuable information is recorded in the private notes of these people. That is Those who would never show it to others would often choose to teach it to even their own disciples.

The research on the physical function talents of alien creatures, such as Amaro's regeneration ability, is even more difficult among difficulties. Rogge was just lucky. It was normal that he couldn't figure it out, and it was luck that he did. Using it to test magic is Fatty's business. Ever since Feng Yue reappeared in front of him at the most critical moment that day, his heart had become much calmer. Although Fengyue's help still cannot be said to be a sure victory over Yunxiao City, after all, no one has really seen the strength of Sky Fury, but at least in Fatty's hometown, he is not afraid of those druids at all.

But the adventure of Amaro's Hades once again stimulated Fatty's nerves. When soldiers die, they can be recruited again, and when subordinates die, they can be trained again, but what if you die? Who can guarantee that no enemy knows the way to destroy the fat man's soul? At least any cardinal in the Church of Light could purify his soul.

In addition, there is that amazing glimpse...

He couldn't really explain how he felt at that time, but there was one thing that the fat man understood very well. With Feng Yue's personality, if she wasn't strong enough, she wouldn't be able to completely take off her mask and see what was behind it.

After more than ten days of frantically experimenting with magic in the City of Oracle, Rogge had to turn back to deal with the affairs of the principality. This is the foundation of all his inheritance and cannot be ignored. After Rogge carefully sorted out the affairs of the principality, he decided to meet Frey first. In addition to his special hobbies, this son of Sky Fury is very rare in terms of personal strength and talent. The territory of the former Snow Falcon Principality was in perfect order under his governance, and even the Latvian resistance organizations could not penetrate it. Fatty has now launched an all-out war with the City of Yunxiao, and it is very important to understand Frey's thoughts.

Rogg decided to take Froya with him and go back quickly. With the strength of the two of them, even if Fei Lei had any ulterior motives, they would be able to deal with him.

When he entered Froya's room, he saw the little goblin going in and out of a space door in the middle of the room, busy non-stop. Rogge frowned and said slightly angrily: "What are you doing?"

Froya carefully placed several bottles of magic potions of various colors on the ground, wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead, and said with a smile: "I have a lot of things in there, and I just need to sort them out now. ”

Rogg looked at the gate of Lost Paradise and sighed: "What is so important that it must be used? Didn't I tell you that Lost Paradise must never be used again?"

Froya came to Rogge and said with a smile: "Why do you care about me so much? What, you fell in love with me?"

Rogg snorted and ignored her teasing, and just said: "What else do you want to move? I will work with you and take out all the things you need. After this time, you Never use Paradise Lost again!"

Froya snorted and said: "Why can't you use it? Anyway, I have used it a lot before. I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of?"

Rogg brought the little goblin over and said angrily: "You know the curse that comes with merging with the artifact much better than I do! The huge increase in magic power and many powerful functions in an instant are not without cost, and The price is very heavy!"

Froya was silent for a moment and said softly: "It's just the slow growth of magic power, and... and the fact that I can't have children! It's not a big deal."

Rogg looked bitterly at the little goblin who was picked up by him in mid-air. But Froya was barely shorter than him, so the fat man had to hold her collar and lift her up to get the little fairy's feet off the ground. In this way, no matter how angry he is, his majesty is limited.

The fat man said angrily: "Don't try to lie to me! Every time Lost Paradise is activated, it will be at the expense of your future vitality, and the vitality absorbed each time varies. If you are unlucky enough, maybe you will activate it next time After Paradise Lost, you will be doomed!"

Froya chuckled and said, "How did you know?"

Rogg snorted, threw Froya to the ground, and said: "In short, Paradise Lost is not allowed to be used again. As for how I know, you don't need to know."

"Stingy!" the little goblin said angrily. She rolled her eyes and added: "There is a proverb that says that when your enemy is about to die, you must fulfill his last wish. But you fat man, you never killed someone before. You refuse to answer their questions, why?"

The fat man said: "It is possible for souls with too much resentment to be reincarnated, and they also have the opportunity to be reincarnated with memories. So it is better to let them die confused. Besides, there is an old saying in the East that during the long night, Too many unexpected things will happen. So just kill them if you can to avoid accidents. Why talk nonsense with them?"

"So, if you don't tell me how you know the secret of Paradise Lost, you are treating me as an enemy?"

Roger still ignored Froya's question and just said: "Do you know how much time you have now?"

Froya's green eyes dimmed, but her tone was still relaxed: "I don't know. Maybe ten years? Twenty years? No matter what, anyway, the advantage of merging with Lost Paradise is that you will stay young forever, until soon You will suddenly grow old on the day you die."

She smiled softly and said: "At that time, I will hide alone so that you won't let you see me looking so ugly."

At this time, Rogge came in and out, and had moved all Froya's things out, piling them up in the whole room. The fat man is extremely powerful. Every time he comes out, in addition to holding a large box of things in his hands, there are also countless bits and pieces floating around him. No matter what it was, he just put it on the ground randomly.

"Okay!" The fat man clapped his hands and said: "Put away Paradise Lost and don't use it again in the future. Let's wait until we find a way to lift the curse."

The little goblin lightly spread his arms, hugged Rogge from behind, and chuckled in his ear: "It's useless to seduce me with the old-fashioned method of caring."

"What method should we use?"

"If I don't tell you, I'll leave you confused."

Rogg snorted, and gave the little goblin's **** a hard squeeze with his backhand like lightning, and said: "Hmph! Is there any need to seduce you? I'm going to use force directly. Can you resist?"

After that, the fat man walked away. Froya gritted her teeth with hatred and cursed: "Damn fat man! Don't you know anything else besides going to bed?"

In the afternoon, a huge griffin landed on the square of the Oracle City. This griffon is much larger than an ordinary griffon. Although its attack power is not strong and it is not very qualified as an attacking beast, it is much more powerful and suitable for long-distance loads. This is one of the Oracle's few recent achievements. However, the elf responsible for cultivating the griffon himself couldn't tell whether this big guy was the product of magic or just an accident.

Fat Man and Froya climbed onto the gryphon and soared into the sky. According to the breeder elves, this griffin can carry two people for more than a hundred kilometers before needing to rest. But after only flying more than 60 kilometers, it could no longer hold up and had to rest. The little goblin just covered her mouth and chuckled, which made the fat man angry and punished her severely.

The journey that usually takes five days took only one day this time.

Rogg commanded the gryphon to land directly at Frey's Lord's Mansion. He didn't want to give Frey any time or opportunity to make arrangements.

The guards thought it was a foreign invasion and surrounded him. When they saw it was Rogge, they started to salute in panic. Rogge stopped the guards who wanted to inform Frey and rushed straight to Frey's residence.

At the door of Frey's office, Rogge bumped into the Druid who opened the door and came out. He apparently heard the commotion outside and came out to check. It's just that Frey, who always pays great attention to appearance, is disheveled this time, as if he had put it on in a hurry.

"Brother, how could it be you? You didn't even notify me in advance when you came!" Frey's words were full of joy and surprise, and then he gave me another warm hug.

The little goblin looked at the stiff fat man with a half-smile, and once again made the fat man half angry.

Rogg finally pushed away Frey's embrace and broke into his office regardless of his obstruction. The two handsome young men in the room were also disheveled and looked very surprised and frightened when they saw Rogge.

With a sullen face, Rogge kicked the two young men out, looked at the embarrassed Frey and asked, "What's going on? It should be office hours now, right?"

Frey remained silent for a long time before sighing.

Rogg walked around the room a few times before slowly saying: "Brother, I know there must be a reason for you to be so decadent. Let's put this aside in advance. You must already know that Pompey, I and the Silver Saint The sect formed an alliance and started an all-out war with the City of Yunxiao. Where are you going to go?"

Frey remained silent. During this period of time, he has struggled countless times in his heart between his father and his brothers, but he is a person who values ​​love and justice, so how can he make a choice? Fortunately, Rogge was somewhat considerate of his difficulties and allowed him to station in the occupied area, thus avoiding a direct conflict with Yunxiao City. But as the struggle between the two sides becomes increasingly fierce, Frey will one day have to face this painful choice. So in order to escape, he simply stayed in the lord's mansion every day and lived a ridiculous life. Fortunately, he has organized everything in the occupied area in order. Even if he does not issue any orders, his subordinates know how to deal with daily affairs.

Roger's visit was actually something Frey had expected.

Frey sat down slumped, clutching his hair in pain.

Rogg looked at Frey quietly, waiting for his answer. Froya stood at the door of the room intentionally or unintentionally, with her hands in her sleeves.

Rogg frowned and glanced at the little goblin, and said, "Froya, what are you standing there for? Come here." The little goblin reluctantly stood behind Rogge.

Frey raised his head in surprise and said to Rogge: "If I say I want to leave, aren't you going to kill me?"

Roger sighed softly and said: "We are brothers after all. If you want to leave, I will not stop you. But if we meet on the battlefield in the future, I will not show mercy."

Frey sighed and said, "Is there no possibility of reconciliation between you and your father?"

"To tell you the truth, I just fell into a trap of your father's trap not long ago and almost never returned to Oracle City. If you think about the assassination by Death Squad, you will understand that your father wants me How determined are you to kill me. ~IndoMTL.com~ It’s not that I don’t want to reconcile with Yunxiao City, but that your father has to kill me for some unknown reason. Now that things have happened, I am definitely going to reconcile with Yunxiao City. The city fights to the end."

Frey said sadly: "I also know that reconciliation is impossible. Brother, since you are not going to kill me, then I want to travel south for a few years. You know, this fight is really something I can't face. . Now everything is on track here, and I can walk with peace of mind."

Rogg hesitated to speak, and finally said: "Let's go."

Frey did not hesitate, turned around and went out, drifting away alone. Only his sigh of relief still faintly echoed in the room:

"Life is so lonely..."

Froya looked at the gloomy fat man and said, "Are you really ready to let him go? I have no confidence in tracking a Druid in the mountains. If I don't chase him, it will be too late."

Roger shook his head and said: "Of course I won't chase him, let him go."

"Damn fat man, when did you become soft-hearted? Huh, what did you do to me back then? Tell you, if you try to remove this scar on my neck, I will definitely never be done with you! ”