Blasphemy: 1Escape

The scorching sun at noon has gradually set towards the west, but the scorching heat does not seem to have weakened at all. Fortunately, among the rolling mountains and lush forests, it is far less hot than the plains, and it is much cooler than a big city like Lille. Even at noon, one can take a nice nap under the shade of any tree.

Roger stretched and woke up. He was lying on the branches of a towering old tree, leisurely looking at the blue sky above his head through the heavy leaves.

The small piece of black crystal lay quietly on his chest, occasionally flashing seven colors of light.

Rogg chewed the grass blades in his mouth unconsciously, thinking about the magic system of the devil world. This kind of magical energy dominated by destruction and darkness is not in harmony with his own death magic, but it is not completely incompatible with each other. He had gradually figured out how to convert his magic power into dark magic power, but it was just too slow. It would take a lot of time for him to even cast the lowest level magic like a negative energy shock beam.

As for the puppet spell, it made him dizzy at first glance. A seemingly simple magic actually combines extremely advanced knowledge of space magic, spiritual magic, and curse magic, and requires extremely high levels of magic power and magic control. It seems that the difficulty is no less than any eighth-level magic.

Rogg smiled bitterly and put it aside temporarily. Just looking at the fact that Froya had almost no power to fight back under the spell of Elesis that day, we should know how terrifying this magic is. However, there seemed to be some things that were difficult for him to understand when it came to casting magic on this puppet. For example, the three-fold incantation alone made him puzzled. Could it be that he could have three mouths and recite the incantation at the same time? This may not be a problem for a character in the demon world, but he only has one mouth.

There was a weak magical energy in the body that suddenly jumped a few times. Rogge smiled slightly, knowing that the pursuers behind him were not too far away. Although this magical fluctuation is weak, it is very clever and can probably be transmitted to an extremely long distance. But this kind of tracking magic can only determine his approximate position at best, so he still has a good chance.

Such weak magic fluctuations can only be detected using specific receiving items. If Rogge hadn't had tremendous mental power and was extremely sensitive to magical energy, he wouldn't have noticed that he was marked with a tracking magic mark. He found a total of two magic marks. The strange thing is that there is still one that has not moved and is more obscure and difficult to find. It seems that it has been there for a long time.

Who could have done it? Rogge didn't want to think about it anymore. Anyway, this person would be tracked sooner or later. For now, let’s deal with the pursuit behind us first.

In a few days, he had almost figured out the terrain in this area. Now we are gradually expanding the search area, looking for suitable ambush locations, and also checking to see if there are any harmful monsters in this area.

Although the specific identities of these pursuers are not yet known, it is estimated that most of them will be the holy knights of the church, and there should be many law enforcers among them.

The pursuers had just entered the mountain and had already covered a lot of distance. They seemed to be very enthusiastic. Rogge thought and smiled viciously: I am only one person anyway, but I don’t believe that everyone in your group is faster than me. Why should we bring two magicians? Even if the law enforcer is a samurai who specializes in dealing with magicians, facing a magician alone will probably end badly.

"Anyway, I have nothing, so I'll take you hundreds of miles and torture it for half a month!" He spat viciously.

Looking at the sky, he withdrew the wizard's eye hanging high in the sky, jumped down from the tree, and walked quickly deep into the forest.

After three days and three nights of intense pursuit in the mountains, the church’s pursuers were no longer far away from Rogge. On a small hill, Karajan and Krisma stood on horseback, looking at the terrain ahead. The followers disbanded their formation and began to rest and prepare food.

Karayan carefully took out an extremely finely crafted gold disc and began to inject holy power.

The center of the disk slowly glowed, and after a ripple, a small light spot appeared in the north. Karajan carefully counted the scales on the disk, and after a while he raised his head and said: "We are only a little over 120 kilometers away from that pig. In the past three days, we have been close to at least 200 kilometers." Road. It seems that in three days, we will catch up with him."

Krisma looked back at the followers who were seizing the time to rest, frowned and said: "If it's just the two of us, there will be no problem. But these people may not be able to support it. Look, the faces of the four mages these past two days It’s been very bad, and it will be a big trouble if they get sick.”

After experiencing many twists and turns, Karajan's arrogance has also restrained a lot. He carefully calculated in his mind and said: "How about we divide into two teams, the small team will follow quickly, and the big team will take a shortcut to follow up. What do you think?"

Krisma thought for a while, nodded and said: "That's okay. You are more familiar with the application of 'Heavenly Roulette', so you can bring five knights and five law enforcers to follow you forward, and I will lead The team is ready. Take three of the five bushrangers who are good at tracking."

Karajan smiled and said: "I will let this pig know the danger within five days! I really admire him. He was nailed to a magic circle and his hands and feet were pierced by iron chains. He can still survive. Run away, run very fast! I don’t think we should capture him alive, just kill him and take his head back."

Krisma shook her head. "Karajan, last time you nailed his hands and feet, Lord Augustus almost discovered it. This time, you can't go against your will no matter what. After all, capturing Rogge is just one of our missions this time. ."

Karajan lowered his voice and said: "I think you will never be able to return to your original level after this injury. You also know what having your wings destroyed means to us. We will have many opportunities in the future. ."

Charisma also whispered: "There are dozens of angels coming this time. There is no guarantee that others will not compete with us. We'd better not act rashly and see the situation clearly first."

Karayan nodded: "The people who descended are scattered across the entire continent. How many of them will descend directly to the Church of Light like us? Even if they can survive the body fusion, not everyone can. Those who can cope with all kinds of physical mutations in the future. After we take control of the church, are we still afraid that we will not be able to deal with these people?"

Charisma thinks that is right. With Des sitting in the church, if any opportunity really arises, he will never let it go easily. However, he suddenly shivered.

Karajan also felt something. He turned around and said softly: "The Pope..." His voice even trembled a little.

Charisma sighed and said: "The Pope is neither a descendant nor a reincarnated angel. If...he is really just an ordinary human being in this dimension, how could he have such power? !"

Karajan couldn't answer. Recalling the earth-shaking power of his movements that day, a feeling of powerlessness suddenly emerged from his heart. Even Ofiloch's stunning talent was powerless to resist. If it were him, it would be a big question whether he would be able to force the Pope to stand up.

After a while, Charisma said again: "Do you still remember the angel who first came to this world?"

Kara Yang nodded and said: "You mean Wella? Her situation seems to be somewhat different from ours."

Charisma sighed and said: "I heard that in order to try this new way of coming, she was a specially created angel with enhanced abilities. You also know her subsequent ending."

Karayan was silent for a moment and said: "There is no information about the origin of the necromancer in the church's information. There are also records on the angels who have been reincarnated. The trends in the demon world and the power world have also been recorded for hundreds of years. Under surveillance, could it be..."

"There is only one explanation." Chrisma interjected: "He was originally a creature of this world. He cultivated himself bit by bit."

"I never even thought that someone in this dimension could defeat Wella. You also know that when she was still in heaven, us ninth-level angels might be injured even if we looked directly at her light. Alas, conquer this The world is really not easy!" Karajan was a little discouraged.

Charisma looked at the endless mountains in the distance and said calmly: "Which world has it been easy for us to conquer? But isn't it the heaven that wins in the end? Even if we fail, the Supreme Lord will Focus on this. At that time, who can fight against the omnipotent Lord?"

Kalayang sighed: "At that time, I didn't know who the Lord would choose as the spokesperson in this world."

Krisma smiled and said: "That's still too far away, let's focus on the present first. Go pick some people! Be careful, don't underestimate that pig."

"Of course not." Karajan smiled confidently.

On a mountain peak in the distance, Andre stood on top of an ancient tree, looking far into the distance, his long chestnut hair fluttering in the strong wind.

He discerned various messages coming from the wind and played with a lavender crystal ball in his hand. This crystal ball can track the magic mark in Rogge's body, but he doesn't plan to use it yet.

Using this prop needs to resonate with the magic mark in Rogge's body. God knows if the fat man with all kinds of tricks will notice anything. Anyway, there was a large group of church people chasing him ahead. Why did he need to follow that cunning fat pig? He could just hang the church people from a distance.

It would be best for them to fight until both sides suffer, and then take action themselves, so that they can keep both sides' things in their own pockets.

He suddenly chuckled, wondering why his thoughts were becoming more and more sinister now, almost like that fat pig.

He took a deep breath of the rich smell of the forest in the wind and felt refreshed. Just treat this hunt as a vacation and leave all the troubles, ugliness and filth of the world behind! He cheered in his heart.

Andre put the crystal ball in his arms and jumped from the top of the mountain. With his clothes flying, he was like a giant bird, drawing a graceful arc in the air and sinking into the forest.

A fat head poked out from the grass on the edge of the cliff, observing the holy knights marching in the valley in the distance.

Rogg's mental power has tightly wrapped his body, preventing any magic fluctuations from being exposed. Unexpectedly, this set of skills that I had painstakingly cultivated to prevent holy water from getting on my body could also be used to hide my aura. Now the two magic marks in his body are lying there quietly. Under the isolation of spiritual power, they have no way to resonate with anything.

"Five law enforcers and five holy knights, well, it's hard to deal with. Who are those three people? Their attire is very strange, carrying a long bow... and a long sword! Are they thieves? Not big The elephant must be the Jungle Rangers! It looks like they are in some trouble." Rogge carefully assessed the strength of this team.

He suddenly seemed to feel something, and turned his head to look in the direction from which this team of holy knights came. In the distance, several flying birds suddenly jumped up from the forest. After croaking and circling for a few times, they turned around and flew eastward.

Rogg looked away for a while, drew a small magic circle on the ground, and began to recite a rather lengthy spell. After the spell, he waved his hand on the magic circle, and countless fine sands flew in the magic circle, eventually forming small sand pillars that kept shaking. Rogge counted the number of sand pillars carefully, and finally stopped at the number one hundred and twelve. He smiled self-deprecatingly and thought to himself: "It turns out that I am quite valuable, and they actually sent more than a hundred people to hunt me down. Huh? That's not right. To hunt down a low-level magician like me, a dozen people are enough. Why did the church Want to send so many people here? Is the Pope really so powerful that he knows that I have been hiding my strength?"

He thought wildly for a while, and his mood was always low. Since Elesis's death, he surprisingly found that he didn't seem to be terribly sad.

It’s just that I can’t be happy anymore.

He sighed and disturbed the magic circle on the ground. During this period of time, I have gained a lot from studying Elesis's puppet magic. At least I have been able to combine life detection magic and long-distance detection magic through the magic circle. I can hide far away like now. Can know the number of pursuers in the distance. It's just that the magic power is too weak now, and I can't distinguish the various life reactions. That is to say, at this distance, a bear and a person are indistinguishable in the magic circle. Moreover, this magic consumes an unusually large amount of magic power. With his current magic power, he can only cast it twice at most, which is even more abnormal than the decomposition magic. This is just a simple magic formed by taking a small part of it. If it were a complete puppet magic, how much magic power would it have?

Krisma looked helplessly at the middle-aged Mage of Light who was lying on the ground, unable to get up for a long time. These weak guys began to complain on the second day after entering the mountain, and turned blue on the fifth day. It was clear that they had reached the critical point that their physical strength could support. This bright mage was riding on the horse, his eyes were dull all the time, and finally he hit a large branch that stretched out. He fell off the horse and suffered a **** head.

He sighed and ordered to find water sources and set up camp to rest. These pieces of **** must be carried with you. Their role is not obvious at the moment, but as they slowly get deeper into this vast mountain range, they will become indispensable. Not to mention how useful their auxiliary and recovery spells are in battle, they are priest spells such as dispelling evil, breaking curses, and detoxifying. Chrisma also knows the meaning of them.

It's just the truth, it's still very difficult for the holy knights and law enforcers who are accustomed to the speed of the wind to adapt to the speed of the light mage. In just two days, Karajan, without the drag of the Light Mage, had already opened a distance of nearly fifty kilometers. According to the news he sent back, Rogge, the necromancer, was not too slow. He was still fleeing more than 80 kilometers ahead. It's just that there may be more interference in the mountains, and now he can only be found occasionally on the Sky Realm Roulette every day.

Krisma stood on top of an ancient tree, observing the surrounding environment. His men had found a spring and were busy setting up camp. Those light mages had fallen here and there like dead pigs under the trees, and they no longer had the strength to even release the magic barrier.

The breeze blew by, and the branches and leaves of a green forest swayed like ripples on the lake. Chrisma shuddered, and he suddenly felt that there seemed to be countless pairs of eyes hidden under this seemingly peaceful water surface, looking at the intruders like them with malicious intent.

Just ten kilometers away from him, in a dense tree canopy, a pair of eyes was observing Chrisma. The branches and leaves were so lifelike that a squirrel swaggered across them.

Andre looked at the little guy who had just climbed over his lap with some humor. The little guy even fell in love with a green fruit, bit it in one bite, and pulled it for a long time but couldn't pull it off. It was so anxious that its tail was wagging. Andre smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, pinched it gently with two almost transparent fingers, and took out the fruit. The little squirrel grabbed the fruit and disappeared quickly. Andre's fighting spirit was slightly injected, and the branches and leaves on the cloak stretched out. After a while, another small fruit grew.

The elf cloak is indeed a good thing! Not only did it allow me to have unlimited speed in the forest, it also served as an excellent concealer. In the dark forest, this cloak accompanied me through three hard years. Andre was filled with emotion. He suddenly felt something strange, so he wrapped his elf cloak tightly. There was a flurry of light and shadow in the canopy, and Andre had disappeared.

A huge brown bear passed under the tree. It stopped and looked around suspiciously, but didn't see anything, so it barked softly. A huge silver wolf emerged from the bushes. It squinted its eyes and sniffed the air carefully, but couldn't smell anything.

A wolf and a bear stood side by side, barking softly, as if they were having a conversation. After a while, the giant wolf climbed onto a huge rock. He stood up and sniffed in the wind for a long time. Then he jumped off the rock, roared low, and ran towards the direction of Krisma and his group with the brown bear.

Andre pushed aside the leaves in front of him, looked at the direction of the wolf and the bear, and thought thoughtfully: "It's actually a Druid! Has this place already entered their territory? Well, it seems to be getting more and more It’s interesting.”

"No! Don't!...Elesis!!" Rogge yelled, rolled over from the branch and fell to the ground. He climbed up in embarrassment, shook his starry head, and then woke up. He was breathing heavily.

He walked towards a clearing in the forest. At this time, there was already a bright moon in the sky and the sky was full of stars. Rogge looked up, and there seemed to be a trace of blood in the moonlight. He seemed to see the dancing figure under the moonlight again, and for a moment, he felt indescribable pain in his heart.

The wind blows, and it seems that every breath of wind has her name in it.

Roger fell to his knees on the ground, raised his head to the sky, and let out a long howl!

A large number of birds suddenly flew up. Countless beasts and monsters raised their heads, their neck hairs standing on end.

In another world, Feng Yue, who was standing quietly on a dead branch, suddenly turned her head and looked towards the sky. Grigory, who was sleeping soundly under the tree, also woke up and looked up in the same direction.

The commotion in the forest quickly woke up the sleeping holy knights. Karayan put on his clothes and came out of the tent, looking around. In the distant forest, a large group of black birds were hovering around a certain place, and waves of wild beast-like howls were faintly heard.

A jungle ranger roughly estimated the distance, his expression changed drastically, and he whispered to Karajan: "His voice can actually be transmitted from this distance! Sir, should we be more careful? He is really Is he just a level 10 magician?"

Karayan looked into the distance coldly, and after a while he said: "Valley sound transmission plus amplification magic... He is challenging us! Hum, he is very smart, he figured out this It’s a pity that a tenth-level little magician can’t escape from my grasp no matter how many tricks he has.”

He turned his head and said coldly: "Give the order, let everyone have a good rest and ignore the howling wolves. You lead two people and start approaching him in his direction now. If you have a chance, kill him! But you have to Be careful, we still have tasks ahead, and I don’t want any of you to get hurt."

The jungle ranger felt a warm feeling in his heart. He knelt down on one knee and answered loudly: "Sir... you, you care so much about me. I really don't know what to say... Don't worry, sir. ! The forest is our jungle ranger’s world! The villain will go and recruit his companions now, and he must take down this arrogant pagan for the adults!”

Karayan laughed, "If you three Jungle Rangers leave, let us find a way in this forest? You just need to keep an eye on him. In this mountainous area, the interference of magic fluctuations seems very Li Hao, my Heaven Realm Roulette often loses his trace. So when he exposes his traces, I need you to keep an eye on him. But the tenth-level magician can already cast many dangerous magics, you must Be careful and don't provoke him easily. When he is resting and sleeping, let us know the right time and take him down in one fell swoop."

The bushranger took the order.

The distant birds gradually dispersed, and Karayan stood quietly in the dark night, silently looking at the dark forest. He still clearly remembered the terrifying power of Rogge's mental shock wave and the terrifying speed when he cast the decomposition technique. When I think about that time after being exposed to the decomposition technique, I clearly felt that every part of my body was gradually leaving me, but I couldn't scream, scream, or move! That kind of fear, looking back now, still makes Karajan tremble involuntarily. And Rogge, that pervert, actually has such a rare thing as the decomposition staff!

He took a deep breath and made up his mind not to confront Rogge head-on. Although it stands to reason that with his sixteenth-level knight level, he can easily kill a group of magicians like Rogge, but God knows how many tricks this fat pig can do! He really doesn't want to face the decomposition technique again!

A subtle tinkling sound came from beside him, startling Karajan. He concentrated for a moment, and then he realized that it was his hand that was shaking, pulling the long sword hanging on his waist.

"Roger, with me, a holy knight, sneaking up on you, you're quite proud! Let me see what other tricks you can come up with this time? In terms of ingenuity, how can you, a **** like you, compete with a noble man?" How does it compare to Advent Angel? Get angry, the angrier you are, the less calm you will be, and the easier it will be to make mistakes! Make one mistake in front of me, Karajan, and you will be dead!"

A sinister smile appeared from the corner of his mouth.

After roaring for a while, Rogge finally felt that the resentment that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time had disappeared. He gently stroked the warm black crystal and kept saying to himself: "You have to calm down, you still have to take revenge! You have to calm down, you still have to take revenge..."

He tried hard to force himself to smile, and kept adjusting his smile in front of a clear pool of water. Finally, the angry flames were suppressed, and his eyes regained clarity. ~IndoMTL.com~ He stood up easily and began to clean up the traces he left.

Roger's movements suddenly froze. A big brown deer with beautiful patterns on its back suddenly jumped out of the trees in front of him, but when it landed, its steps were unsteady and it fell heavily to the ground. The big deer screamed loudly and struggled to run away, but it couldn't use one of its hind legs.

Roger looked at this fat deer, this was simply a dinner sent from heaven!

He stepped forward and held the deer down. The deer whined, its eyes full of pleading and tears. Rogge gently put it down and touched its hind legs. It turned out that there was a scratch on the hind legs. Rogge, who fled in a hurry, had nothing to offer, so he had to tear off a piece of clothing and wrap up the wound. Although as a necromancer, he couldn't use healing spells, but after applying the powerful and accelerating spells to the deer, the deer was able to leap like flying and disappeared into the forest in three or two strokes.

Roger looked quietly at the bush where the deer disappeared, and after a while, he turned around and left.

He smiled coldly and thought to himself: "Control animals! Hmm, don't you think there are druids or elves in this deserted forest? This kind of magic fluctuation can be hidden from others, and it's Want to hide this from me? Things are much more interesting now! Bastards of the church, just wait, I will make sure that none of you can leave this central mountain range!"