Blasphemy: 2 Voldymort

A sudden sound of hooves sounded outside the tavern, and an urgent, loud voice sounded.

"Quick! Where is the magician?"

Several knights walked into the tavern.

The tavern suddenly became quiet, and everyone who was so drunk that they were blushing almost completely forgot that there was such a thing as Ketu. Now that there are so many knights coming all at once, it will be difficult for this popular magician to deal with them, right?

There are several hot-tempered drunken men who have regarded Rogge as a life and death brother. Although they knew that these knights under Earl Luck were very dangerous, these men were passionate and loyal, and still stared at these knights with evil eyes, blocking Rogge behind them.

But Ketu, who was following these knights, looked indignant and helpless. This is a bit strange.

The first knight stepped forward and said loudly: "I am Crown, the chief knight under Count Luck. Who is the distinguished magician?"

Hearing that Krone's tone was very respectful, everyone's nervousness eased a little. Rogge struggled to squeeze out from among the tall northern men.

"I am."

Krang suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath and pointed at Rogge.

As if the fat man had not seen his sword at all, he straightened his clothes and wiped the sweat from his head before smiling at the knight.

"You don't seem to be someone who wants to trouble me. If you want to try my skills, please don't do it. I don't have a very good temper. It would be bad if I accidentally hurt you."

The knight's face suddenly turned red. He spent a lot of effort to suppress his anger and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "Dear Mr. Magician, Count Luck would like to invite you to meet. Please rest assured that we have no ill intentions. Ketu just offended you, and I will ask him to excuse you. Ketu! Why don’t you apologize to the magician now!”

Ketu, who was still charred, stepped forward and said reluctantly: "Sir, just now... it was all the villain's fault. Please forgive me."

Roger chuckled and said, "Stop beating around the bush, just say what you have to say directly!"

The knight said: "My lord, the earl, has something to ask of me. Please come with me to see my lord."

Roger nodded, called the still-shocked Feng Die and the Elf Guard Warriors, and followed the knight towards the castle outside the town.

"Hahaha! Dear Mr. Magician, welcome to my simple little castle. There is nothing impolite about him, right?" Along with a burst of old and heroic laughter, the energetic and slender man Earl Luck, wearing a gorgeous family armor, came out of the castle hall.

Roger quickly stepped forward and gave Old Luck a warm hug.

"This is my son, Paul! He is an unfortunate child. His mother died of illness three years ago. My family has a long history, dating back more than four hundred years. But as you can see, Now I am just a small noble guarding the border of the Principality of Are, and my most valuable asset is this son. Paul, come and say hello to the magician!"

Behind Luck was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, pretty, pale, delicate, with a pair of melancholy blue eyes. He looked very shy, and his greeting voice was very low, but he kept looking at Rogge extremely curiously.

Luck smiled apologetically and said: "Master Magician, this son of mine is very timid and ignorant. It's really rude! He doesn't want to be a knight, but he is very obsessed with magic. He only knows how to hide behind the scenes every day. What kind of magic circle is being studied in the room, and he is clamoring to go out to learn magic! Master Magician, if you don't mind, can you give him some advice to see if he is really talented in magic? If he can't become a magician If so, it would be better to let him give up as soon as possible."

Rogge smiled and said: "My lord, just call me Rogge. You are so anxious to invite me here, maybe it is not just for the young master to learn magic."

Luck looked at the sky and said: "It's lunch time. I've asked the chef to prepare some food. Mr. Rogge has come from afar, let's try my chef's craftsmanship first! The honey he made The juicy ham is so delicious!"

All the furnishings in the castle are heavy, simple and sturdy. There is a large red pine dining table in the dining room. The walls are not painted, and the huge bluestone is exposed. It is simply decorated with several tapestries, swords and a huge bear head. A few rosin torches provided dim lighting.

Roger looked at everything in the hall calmly. The count was not wealthy, he concluded.

The winter dishes in the North are very monotonous, mainly based on various meat dishes, and there are very few light dishes. The wine is strong, and the milk is strong green cheese.

Roger couldn't help but think of the elves dining with the knights. Just let them suffer a little. The more their will is attacked, the sooner they will succumb to his own hands. Roger thought a little viciously.

After a period of enthusiastic invitations to drink and eat, Earl Luck finally spoke.

"Mr. Rogge, why did you suddenly come to my remote territory?"

"Lord Earl, I originally lived in the mountains and studied magic with a few friends. But during a study of ancient collections, we accidentally discovered that there was a terrifying demon buried in this land! According to chronological speculation , the devil's seal should be very dangerous. So I came here this time to find out where the devil is sealed, to prevent someone from accidentally releasing this terrifying devil, and to strengthen the seal again."

Earl Luck showed a trace of worry on his face.

"Mr. Rogge, since you have also discovered that there is a demon hiding in this land, I will no longer hide it from you. Many strange things have happened in the castle in recent days, and many people have seen huge The monsters are infested. I will take you to see the traces left by these monsters later. That is not something humans can do." Afterwards, the count's voice began to tremble.

Rogge was still calm, but in the count's eyes, he felt a little more hopeful.

"Mr. Rogge, you know, although my knights are very brave, dealing with monsters is not their specialty."

"Don't worry too much." Rogge comforted. "These monsters should be just the demon's subordinates. If the ancient demon is really resurrected, I will not be its opponent. But it is still under the seal, and these subordinates alone are not a concern. Follow me here this time The few people here are all good at slaying demons. Their skills are very strong and worthy of trust. Okay, we’ve almost finished our meal, so please take me to see the traces left by the demons."

The Earl stood up in response and led Rogge towards the basement of the castle.

"Everything turned out to be so perfect. He actually has a son who is addicted to magic. Is there really a **** or demon who is caring for me?" Rogge thought.

The group slowly entered the gloomy, cold and damp castle basement.

This place has obviously been through a lot of damage.

Tables and chairs were scattered on the floor, the decorations on the walls were torn off, several armors were crushed into a pile of scrap metal, and countless huge scratches were left on the hard bluestone on the walls. Claw marks.

Looking at these claw marks that were several feet long and several inches deep, the old count's face became even paler. But he did not stop, but led Rogge to continue walking deeper into the underground castle.

In a storage room in the deepest part, there is a pair of full-body armor alone.

"This is the armor left by an ancestor in my family. He was a very powerful knight who won honor for the family in countless warriors. But later he committed an unclean crime and was expelled out of the family. So this armor is placed here instead of in the weapons showroom of the castle. In fact, in terms of quality alone, this armor is the top collection among my family's collections over the past few hundred years. ."

Roger just listened quietly without any expression. He could already see the good quality of this armor. Of course, there is still some gap between the full-body armor that the elves spent all their efforts to build for him. The fat man knew that there must be more to Earl Luck's nonsense.

The old count sighed and patted his armor lightly. With a crash, the upper half of the armor suddenly fell down.

The entire armor has been cut in half diagonally, and the fracture is extremely smooth and neat.

Luck said tremblingly: "You see, this armor has been cut in half by the monster! All my knights combined will definitely not be the opponent of this monster! This is not an ordinary devil, Has the ancient demon you mentioned been resurrected? If this is true, perhaps giving up the territory and fleeing is my only choice. However, I really can’t leave behind these more than 10,000 territorial citizens!”

"This is not a trace of the ancient demon Amaro." Rogge said lightly.

"Ah!" Luck saw hope again.

"This should be the work of this demon's number one subordinate, the vicious and bloodthirsty Bone Puppet Golem!" Rogge pushed the old count into the abyss again.

The fat man is not done yet.

"Since he is already active, it means that the resurrection of the ancient demon is not far away. You'd better take me to take a look at your entire castle. I need to find out the location of the seal. Now it seems, The seal should be in this castle."

Earl Luck has completely lost his claim. He led Rogge out of the underground castle in a daze.

"Lord Earl, we had better bring a few more people, and my men had better be present. The devil may attack us at any time now. I am a magician and I need the protection of soldiers during battle."

The old earl was so frightened that he completely lost his mind. He summoned all the knights, and then he felt safer and dared to lead Rogge to inspect the entire castle. The dozen or so knights under the earl seemed to be well aware of the matter of monsters. Many of them turned pale when they heard that they would patrol the entire castle to look for the devil's seal. But the knight's sense of honor did not allow them to retreat.

Viewed from the bottom of the castle to the third highest floor. Rogge did not spare any corner, even the kitchen was turned upside down. On the third floor of the castle are the bedrooms of the Earl and his son and the Earl's office. Roger stepped onto the stairs without hesitation. The old earl hesitated and followed.

After seeing the old count's office and bedroom, Rogge opened the door to the count's son's room.

Little Paul ran back to the room at some point. He was sitting inside, sorting out the tall magic books. It was obvious that he had a sincere love for magic and did not want to leave his bedroom and magic laboratory for a moment. This is a very messy room, filled with all kinds of beakers and utensils, and there are many messy symbols painted on the floor.

"I found the devil and its seal!" Rogge said calmly.

The old count's nervousness suddenly broke out. He grabbed Paul. "You bastard! I told you not to do those inexplicable things! Who do you think you are? You can learn magic by yourself without anyone teaching you?! Let Mr. Rogge see which thing is The devil's seal? Which thing is it? Paul! You will never be allowed to touch anything related to magic again!"

"I didn't pay attention at first, but now I know."

Roger's voice sounded like a death knell to the count's ears.

"The seal is Paul himself, and the ancient demon is in Paul's body. Soon, maybe tomorrow, the ancient demon will be resurrected in this world relying on Paul's body. Everyone here will die."

Both the old count and young Paul were stunned.

"This is impossible! It's not true!" Luck suddenly shouted hysterically.

"Unfortunately, this is true. Look, this is magic that detects evil." Rogge chanted a spell and raised his hand, a white light illuminated the entire room.

Under the illumination of white light, a thick black mist suddenly appeared in the entire room. The black mist on Paul's body was like a living thing, rolling crazily. Behind him, there was a faint phantom of the Bone Gate. The bones were covered with dripping blood, and flames came out from the door of the bones from time to time.

Under the white light, neither the old earl nor the knights reacted, while the elves reflected a soft, warm green light. As for Rogge, he is naturally covered in holy light. Under the shield of his mental power, magic that detects evil cannot touch his dark physique.

The old count grabbed Rogge's arm, fear and despair had made his voice hoarse: "Mr. Rogge! Is there any way to save Paul, save my son! He is only seventeen years old, ten years old Seven years old! Still a child!"

Roger's soft and melodious voice was filled with incomparable cruelty: "This seal is shaking. You have all seen that the door to **** is about to open, and the flames in the abyss have begun to emerge from the cracks in the door. The ancient demon Amo Paul may be resurrected at any time! Once Amaro is resurrected, the first thing he will do is destroy Paul's soul and occupy his body! Then, the extremely powerful ancient demon will turn all the people in the city into monsters, and then turn them into monsters. The land is transformed into a lava **** best suited for its survival."

"Then what should we do! Didn't you say that you can strengthen the seal?" Luck grabbed Rogge's arm tightly. Now Rogge was his only hope.

"The ancient evil has hid in Paul's soul. The only way to strengthen the seal is to use holy fire to sanctify his body!"

"What!" Earl Luck suddenly became furious. "You want to burn my son to death? You want to burn my only son to death! You evil wizard! I will never let you succeed! Who are you, Catch him and put him in a water prison!"

The elven warriors all drew out their long swords, and Feng Die also took out the huge wheel saw shining with green light from behind.

"My lord, I'm sorry that you don't have the strength to arrest me. Since you are willing to risk the destruction of the entire town for the sake of this son, there is nothing I can do. I will wait in the town these days, Waiting for you to change your mind. Remember, the ancient demon will be resurrected at any time, maybe tomorrow or tonight. Once the demon is resurrected, I will leave immediately. I am not its opponent yet. Lord Earl, I say it one last time, no matter No matter how you choose, Paul's fate has been determined and cannot be changed no matter what."

After saying that, Rogge turned and left under the protection of the elves.

Paul suddenly fell to the ground. He had been frightened and fainted by this sudden change.

The old count said angrily: "Do you want to leave! Knights! Capture him! Are you all deaf? Didn't you hear my order?"

The count's dozen or so knights looked at me, and I looked at you, but they didn't move. They just watched Rogge leave surrounded by the elves.

"How dare you disobey my orders! Do you want to rebel? Where is your chivalry? Where have they gone?" Old Count Luck was trembling with anger.

A knight hesitated and finally said: "Your Majesty, our chivalry has not changed. However, in order to protect your son whose soul was possessed by the devil, you would rather push the entire city of Sai into hell. We can no longer ask you Allegiance."

"That's a wizard! He's a liar!"

"My lord, I'm sorry, we have all seen the results of detecting evil magic just now. You have been very good to us over the years, and you are an extremely kind lord. So we can't swing our sword at Paul, although he will immediately They will turn into demons. But we can still do something for this city now, at least we have to leave here temporarily with more than 10,000 citizens."

The old earl sat slumped on the ground. He held his son in his arms and burst into tears.

"Let's go! Let's all go! Take away everything you can in this castle. Even if Paul is really a devil, he is my only son. If he is destined to perish, then I am willing to go to **** with him!"

In the cold wind, the old count held the unconscious Paul and climbed to the highest tower of the castle. His figure looked so lonely.

The old count put on all his armor and held a shining sword. Although he is too old to bear the heavy armor, and the hand holding the sword is trembling, his figure shows incomparable determination.

"Devil! If you must come to this world, I, Luck, will be the first knight to stand in front of you!"

The desolate cry echoed across the earth and lingered for a long time.

A dozen knights slowly walked out of the castle. They knelt down one by one, saluted the old count on the tower, and then rode away to contact the townspeople and arrange an escape route.

After a while, there was a commotion in the barracks outside the castle. Many infantrymen ran out, pointing and talking at Count Luck on the tower.

Dense clouds quickly gathered in the sky, blocking the already not warm sun.

The wind suddenly picked up, and fallen leaves were flying all over the sky!

Rogg also felt a chill. He tightened his cloak and looked at the lonely figure of the old earl on the castle in the distance.

"Wind Butterfly."

"Huh?" Fengdie was also looking at the castle.

"Did you see the old count on the castle?"

Fengdie nodded, feeling extremely sad for no reason. "Lord Rogge, can't you help him?"

"The blood of their father and son, and the blood of many people in this town, will stain the cornerstone of the elves' rebirth and make it even harder."

"I... don't understand." Feng Die was very confused.

"The elves want to have a foothold here, and the lives of their father and son, as well as countless blood, are the price. In fact, this is not the first time that blood has been shed. For the survival of the elves, on the way north, the elves How much orc blood is stained on the cloak?"

"But... those are all Mr. Rogge... your orders!" Fengdie's voice also trembled.

"Feng Die, the sphere of influence has long been defined in this world. Everything we can see and want has its owner. If the elves want to develop, they can only grab things from other people's bowls. Only by stepping on them Only by walking on the stairs stained with blood can the future of the elves be guaranteed." Rogge's voice was as cold as the cold wind blowing from hell.

Fengdie still can't believe why the peace-loving elves must step on the blood of others to prosper.

Roger sighed and said: "In the forest, if the lions don't eat deer, they will starve to death. If the elves want to expand their living space, they can only steal space from others. No one wants to be robbed. , this is a life-and-death struggle. If the elves don't want to become stronger, countless hungry wolves will come to the door. At that time, the elves will use their own blood to cast stepping stones for others. Now, you understand that I force Did the elf warriors intend to massacre the village? For the development of the entire elf clan, there are always some elves who have to give up their faith. The elf warriors have the strongest belief. For the future of the entire elf clan, they should also be the first to fall into this trap. Dark."

Fengdie didn't seem to understand, but felt very confused and scared.

She suddenly remembered the mysterious woman she met in the tavern that day, and cold sweat broke out involuntarily.

Although Fengdie is the most elite temple guardian of the elves, for some reason, she is so afraid of that woman who is as beautiful as a dream and as delicate as if she could be broken at any time. If the woman slowly slit her throat with a dagger, Feng Die knew that she would not resist.

The fear has surpassed everything and is already despair.

The old earl on that tower is also filled with despair at this moment, right?

It's winter and the wind is very cold.

Fengdie felt that the whole world had suddenly changed. She used to live in a fairy tale world, and suddenly everything changed.

The warm spring turned into a harsh winter, and her hands were already stained with a lot of blood, and there would be more blood on her hands. Rumsfeld, who used to be handsome and cheerful, has become taciturn. He often goes for days without saying a word. When he has nothing to do, he just sits in the treetops in a daze. The elves also left the forests they were accustomed to and began to walk out of the mountains to compete with humans for living space.

Wind Butterfly is like a little flower that grew up in a greenhouse and was suddenly placed outdoors in the wind and snow, feeling extremely helpless.

All this is because of Rogge.

She raised her head and looked at Rogge. For some reason, she suddenly felt that she would be very safe around Rogge. This is an intuition that comes from the deepest part of her consciousness. She didn't understand why.

Rogg is obviously only an eleventh-level magician, and his strength should be far inferior to that of a fourteenth-level guardian like himself.

She moved towards Rogge subconsciously.

In this harsh winter, Rogge's side is the only safe and warm place.

Roger was a little surprised, but he would never miss this opportunity and hugged Feng Die over. Fengdie was startled and struggled a few times, but was unable to defeat Rogge's brute strength. She was also extremely afraid of the cold outside, so she stopped moving.

She was really frightened.

Rogg knew that these seemingly strong and proud elves were actually very fragile inside. He has been attacking their spiritual defenses bit by bit, and now it is finally working. But the decisive blow did not come from his series of **** orders, but from the murderous intention of the mysterious woman in the tavern.

She had murderous intentions towards these elves, and it was this murderous intention that completely defeated the will of these elves. I don't know why, but Rogge just knew that if the woman had the intention, the elves would only end up being massacred, and they would die without restraint.

Rogg couldn't see through her strength at all, and he knew from this that she had already entered the holy realm.

That dreamy and beautiful woman, that woman with legendary power, where do you come from?

Roger didn't know the answer. He had a feeling that the answer to this mystery would be revealed in the future.

The Elf Guardian Warrior also unknowingly tightened his grip on Rogge. They always feel that there are invisible dangers around them, and only the place around Rogge is truly warm and safe.

The night is already deep, and the Earl's Castle is completely dark, without the warm firelight and bustling voices of the past. Under the cold moonlight, the figure on the tower remained motionless.

Rogg and the elf warriors also stood quietly, looking at the castle. Unconsciously, he had been holding Fengdie for a whole afternoon. This stunning elf woman who hated him so much was crouching at his feet like a cat. You can imagine how frightened she was.

At some point, the moon turned blood red, a bolt of lightning suddenly exploded, and then the castle was filled with the devil's laughter and cries.

Fires soared into the sky...

A tall figure rushed up to the tower, and the two figures exchanged hands. With just one move, Count Luck slowly fell down.

It was an extremely tall devil wearing black full-body armor and holding a two-handed giant sword!

The castle gate suddenly opened, and several smaller black warriors rushed out of the castle. They scurry into the town, killing everyone they see and demolishing buildings they encounter.

The townspeople did not expect that the devil would come so quickly. Most of them were still packing their things. In an instant, more than ten people had fallen under the sword of the black warrior.

Roger looked solemn. He gently pushed Fengdie away and chanted a long spell.

Black flames kept popping up around Rogge and gathered at his hands, forming a huge black shield and a long-handled giant axe. After a moment, blazing black flames emerged from the ax and shield.

Rogg's body began to glow with a faint holy light, but it was extremely obvious at night.

Gregory's huge body also appeared, and Rogge jumped up and stood on top of Gregory's head.

"Fengdie, stay here and protect yourselves, these black warriors are difficult to deal with."

After saying that, Rogge urged Gregory to rush towards the burning town.

Rogge, surrounded by holy light, holding a black flame shield and axe, standing on the head of the bone dragon against the wind, looked as majestic as a **** at this moment!

Rogg, who was riding a dragon, was majestic and moved across the battlefield. His battle ax kept cutting through the void, and black blades of light flew out, cutting each black warrior in half.

Rogg, who was like a demon, had slaughtered all the black warriors in a matter of seconds, and then instigated Grigori to rush towards the castle.

At the gate of the castle, Rogge jumped off the bone dragon, and with a white light and shadow, he disappeared into the darkness of the castle.

A bright light suddenly lit up on the tower, followed by a pillar of fire rising into the sky. In the pillar of fire, the tall black warrior leader burned, struggled, screamed, and was finally burned out in the flames...

The tower has been razed, and only Rogge stands on it. The holy white pillar of fire rises from his body into the sky, and then slowly extinguishes when it is more than ten meters in the air.

Some of the rescued townspeople began to cry and kneel on the ground, while the elves were shocked by Rogge's sudden display of amazing power. Although the divine envoy has performed miracles many times, this is the first time that he has displayed such terrifying and terrifying strength.

Feng Die asked herself, it is not difficult to deal with one black warrior~IndoMTL.com~, but two are a bit difficult. With four, she has no choice but to run for her life. Rogge took down eight black warriors by himself, but it was so easy and he had plenty of energy to spare. She felt that she could not see the divine messenger more and more clearly.

Saving two young giants was the first time she met the angel. The behavior of Lord God Envoy that time made her unfathomable. Now that he is with him every day, she doesn't understand Rogge even more.

"Don't worry! The devil has been sealed again, and the darkness and bloodshed have been far away from this land!" Rogge's extremely huge voice echoed over the entire city.

A huge cheer erupted in the small town!

Gregory in front of the castle looked up at Rogge and shouted: "The master said that if you destroy so many of her men, the angel's matter will be evened!"

The aloof Rogge was silent on the spot. How can a few dark warriors be equal to an angel?

But he knew that it was useless to reason with Fengyue.

Gregory turned around and stepped into the other world. Most of his body passed by, but he still couldn't help but look back.

"Master, master, you are too heavy!"