Blasphemy: 4 Comprehension

It's night.

This night was anything but peaceful.

Huge roars could not help but come from the castle, and from time to time a huge fireball would rush up to Yunxiao and turn into a ball of black smoke. The entire castle was already glowing red with firelight, and in the firelight, several figures could be vaguely seen flashing past the windows or towers. Occasionally huge explosions will throw pieces of rubble high into the air.

The citizens of Sai City stood on the street, regardless of the cold night wind. They are holding kitchen knives and shovels. If Rogge is defeated by the devil, they will fight the ancient devil desperately.

They would rather die in resistance than fall in flight.

Rogge ran wildly in the castle. Suddenly, he was nailed to the spot!

A big hole was broken silently in the wall next to it, and the huge death scythe stretched out like a ghost, barely scratching past Rogge's chest, leaving a deep scratch on Rogge's elf armor. !

If Rogge had reacted a little slower, the scythe would have slit his chest!

From the beginning of the battle, Rogge knew that Feng Yue was really killing him! He no longer knew how many times he had passed death. Several of the dodges were completely based on his intuition and instinct, which were far beyond his usual abilities.

The Death Scythe, which had not yet finished its castration, suddenly made an unreasonable turn and hooked towards Rogge again!

A silver magic light shield flashed on Rogge's left arm, which could barely block the Death Scythe. With this force, Rogge quickly retreated and jumped into a room.

A cry of surprise came, and Rogge bumped into a soft body. He looked back and saw that it was an elf guardian warrior. Her hands were tied and she was hanging from the roof. This guardian warrior's armor was in tatters, and his long white legs and one breast were exposed.

This is already the fifth elf guardian warrior to be hung up. Apart from Fengdie, Rogge is now the only one fighting alone. Fatty knew that Fengdie wouldn't be able to support it for long.

The fat man didn't care at all about admiring this fragrant and exciting picture. His eyes were flashing with silver light, and he was searching for the ghost-like Fengyue with all his strength. Feng Yue did not use a method of utilizing gaps in space such as teleportation. Her flickering figure was entirely due to her unimaginable high speed and a way of movement that seemed unaffected by gravity and inertia. If he had relied on his naked eyes to capture Feng Yue's movements, Rogge, who had mediocre martial arts skills, would not know how many holes would have been poked by her death sickle. Fengyue didn't know what method she used to avoid Rogge's mental search. Just a moment before the attack, her sharply increased energy would still cause a wave of fluctuations in Rogge's spiritual world. This is why the fat man can support himself many times and not fall down.

Rogg had no intention of rescuing this elf. He looked around and was about to escape through the window. Right here, a huge ball of black flame quietly appeared behind Rogge, and the death sickle silently stretched out from the black flame and hooked towards Rogge's neck.

Rogg suddenly saw a trace of panic in the eyes of the elf warrior. His heart moved, and he raised his left arm. The silver magic light shield narrowly blocked the death scythe! A silver spear suddenly appeared in his right hand, and he stabbed the black flame formed by the wind and moon with his backhand.

Feng Yue's death sickle was recovered and blocked Rogge's silver spear. The huge force knocked the fat man out of the room.

Now Feng Yue has transformed into a huge black flame, which completely fits her image of a demon king.

Rogg has already tried it, and his death energy and Elesis's black devil flame have no effect on Feng Yue. Fengyue would only dodge attacks that were directly condensed with mental power.

He moved around the castle like a ghost, using various terrains to navigate the wind and moon. Although defeat was only a matter of time, he really didn't want to be hit by Feng Yue's sickle!

At this moment when facing Fengyue Rogge, I realized that her scythe was really too big!

Rogg has completely given up on any large-scale magic that requires chanting spells, and instead casts low-level magic that does not require any spell gestures and is directly driven by spiritual power.

The silver light shield on his left arm was extremely flexible, blocking every attack from the Death Scythe. Various silver light **** and throwing spears would occasionally condense in his right hand to counterattack Feng Yue.

Among the elf warriors, only Feng Die still has fighting ability. Feng Yue attacked her twice when passing by her. Feng Die, who is extremely talented in martial arts, actually blocked Feng Yue's attack, which surprised Feng Yue.

However, luck does not come a third time.

The huge black flame appeared in front of Feng Die again. A white, slender hand stretched out from the black flames and directly grasped Fengdie's neck!

Feng Die would not be so surprised by any hideous and ugly claws protruding from the black flames! She couldn't believe her eyes! Is this really the hand of this ancient devil? These delicate hands that are so tender that no one dares to touch them?

But the instinct of fighting made Feng Die swing the huge wheel saw and cut diagonally towards this hand, and she felt a faint unbearable feeling in her heart.

However, this is indeed the devil's hand, to be precise, Feng Yue's right hand.

Under Fengdie's disbelieving gaze, this delicate hand held the sharp teeth of her saw, but it was unscathed!

A huge force came, and Feng Die's wheel saw flew into the sky, penetrated the ceiling, and fell into the room on the upper floor. The huge black flame in front of Feng Die suddenly disappeared, and then the back of her neck went numb and she slowly fell to the ground.

Roger was complaining, he had already reached all his potential.

A ray of silver light appeared in the castle like lightning, followed by a huge group of ghost-like black flames. The Death Scythe, which was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye in the night, roared and struck at Rogge from all directions!

A silver light shield appeared behind Rogge, blocking the attack from the Death Scythe that appeared out of nowhere. At the same time, a silver magic circle appeared behind Rogge following his thoughts. Several silver light ribbons stretched out from the center of the magic circle, and counterattacked along the path of the Death Scythe like lightning!

Rogg finally hit Feng Yue!

He flashed into an empty room and leaned in the corner, panting. Big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his hair stuck to his forehead in strands. He wiped the sweat from his face, but found a handful of blood. He didn't know when he had an additional wound on his head. There were more than a dozen wounds all over his body, but luckily they were temporarily sealed with magic. This time Fengyue showed no mercy. If he hadn't blocked several of her thunderous and lightning-like attacks based on his instinctive reaction, Rogge really doubted whether he would still be alive now.

He no longer has the extravagant hope of treating Feng Yue as a mage's pet.

Roger took a deep breath and was about to stand up and change places, but suddenly froze.

Feng Yue's slender hand covered with the 'Demon Lotus' glove stretched out from behind Rogge silently. The slender and smooth lines of the demon lotus completely highlighted the outline of Fengyue Su's hands, but each of her slender fingers had a prismatic protrusion on the back, flashing with a chilling cold light.

Fengyue's hand was gently stroking Rogge's throat.

Rogg swallowed helplessly, all the strength in his body had disappeared.

Take it! Fengyue's index finger lightly touched Rogge's throat, and the fat man's whole body immediately shook violently, his face turned pale, and he screamed!

Rogge has never been one to look down upon death, and he is even more afraid of death.

At some point, Feng Yue's hand had disappeared, but Rogge still couldn't control his body and was gasping for air in the corner.

At this time, the giant Gregory came in from the door with difficulty and said: "The master said that she was very dissatisfied with your laxity at the last moment!"

Roger smiled helplessly.

The night passed.

After hearing the news that the demon had been sealed again, the citizens rejoiced! However, looking at Rogge who was covered in bruises and weak and unable to stand, the crowd fell silent again.

It has been two days since the demon was sealed.

Rogge had already gotten up before dawn. He walked up to the huge balcony of his bedroom and looked at Sai City, which was still sleeping, in the faint morning light. He stretched out, and the cold morning breeze made him sober. He rubbed his temples. He still had a lot of official business to deal with today. Although the tax officer Will was a good helper, he still couldn't do it alone.

Under the service of a female elf warrior, Rogge changed his clothes and walked down from the third floor. Now he uses his authority to ask these elven warriors to take turns serving him personally. Although the elves are a bit stupid in this regard, their delicate faces and shy expressions can make up for everything. Now a familiar elf, Rogge could hold him in his arms and tease him for a while.

Only Feng Die became increasingly haggard after that night.

But her eyes remained firm and showed no sign of surrender.

Rogg felt that he had underestimated the elf's will. Perhaps, it is necessary to change strategies.

He walked into Earl Luck's office and sat in a comfortable big chair. An elf brought in the prepared breakfast.

Roger looked at all the furnishings in this large office. Although Sai City is located in the most remote area of ​​the Principality of Are, Luck's family obviously has a lot of history. The furnishings here are all antique, and you can tell at a glance that they are fine works of art brought from the south. Although this office is far less luxurious than the one he had in War God's Hammer, it is richer in history and culture. These are two weapons that the nobles often use to suppress the nouveau riche. The nouveau riche can only do nothing about this.

More importantly, sitting here, Rogge can always feel the smell of power. The power to manipulate more than 10,000 people at the palm of your hand!

Roger took a sip of the wine which was not of very good quality, but he breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "With more than 10,000 citizens, there are some things that I can't handle. But it's better than nothing." ! Aren’t one million or ten million made up of ten thousand? Let’s take our time!”

There was a knock at the office door.

"Come in!"

Will walked in behind an elf warrior. He held a high pile of papers in his arms.

"Sir, according to your instructions, I have brought all the deeds of Earl Luck's property. In order to facilitate your search, I made a list."

Rogg looked at the list, picked out two contracts and looked at them. This Will is really good. He is very talented in numbers and accounting, and he is very capable in doing things. Being a tax collector in this small city is really a bit humiliating.

While flipping through the contract, Rogge said with some surprise: "I can't believe that Count Luck actually has so many properties. Almost half of this city belongs to him."

"Sir..." Will hesitated to speak.

Rogg glanced at him and said with interest: "If you have any ideas, just tell me!"

"Sir," Will took courage and said, "I and all the people living here are very happy for you to take over the entire city of Sai and... and take over Earl Luck's estate. After all, It was you who rescued everyone from this demon Earl. However, Lord Rogge, there seem to be some minor legal obstacles for you to fully take over Earl Luck's territory."

"I'm not interested in Luck's industry. But you know, if you want to prevent the ancient demon Amaro from resurrecting, only the elves living here and relying on their blood can suppress the power of the demon. But It is easy for the elves to conflict with us humans, and I must protect these elves from being turned into slaves by those greedy and short-sighted nobles." Rogge said righteously.

"Sir, you are a magician. According to legend, any magician is extremely wealthy. We dare not doubt your noble sentiments. There is no need for you to covet the small property of Devil Luck. Moreover, , All the citizens of Sayi City hope that you, sir, can stay, instead of the Luck family who colludes with the devil rule this land. However, sir, there is still a succession law in the Principality of Are. Although the Luck and his son have done evil, He committed suicide, but as far as the villain knows, they still have some distant relatives. When they hear the news, they will definitely come to fight for it. Sir, you must plan early!"

Roger nodded approvingly.

After "subduing" the "ancient demon", Rogge scared these simple citizens that the demon might be resurrected. Only the blood of elves living on this land can completely suppress this seal. And he himself has the ability to monitor the seal situation at any time.

At this time, Rogge had already asked the elf warriors to take off their helmets, and their pointed ears fell out.

Next, naturally, the simple citizens begged Rogge to stay and not give up on these poor people. Rogge accepted the offer, and openly took over all the power in Say City, and officially moved into Count Luck's castle. Although the castle was severely damaged, in Rogge's eyes, it was the most beautiful scenery!

There are also those who oppose it, namely Crown, the most influential knight leader under Count Luck, and his younger brother Ketu.

But how can these ambitious brothers be Rogge's opponents?

The fat man simply cast a spell to detect evil, but of course he had to use some tricks. Under the illumination of the holy light, black mist immediately rolled over the two brothers.

"They are the remnants of the devil!" Rogge pointed at the two brothers and sentenced them to death.

Fanatical, angry and fearful people immediately swarmed forward, knocked the two brothers to the ground, and tied them up.

To deal with demons, the customs across the continent are very similar. Seeing the pillar of fire rising blazingly and gradually engulfing the bodies of the two brothers, the hatred in Rogge's heart also disappeared a little.

"O God in heaven, your believers will use the burning stake to destroy those who don't believe in you. And I, a disbeliever, will also use the burning stake to send your believers to the kingdom of heaven!" Rogge thought with a sneer.

After experiencing such a small episode, even a few people in the crowd who still had dissident ambitions and wanted to take advantage of the situation gave up their thoughts.

This is a very simple logic. People who can destroy demons must be more terrifying than demons.

In the past few days, people in the small town have been extremely enthusiastic towards the elves. In fact, such a beautiful female elf warrior can't help but make people less enthusiastic. Roger watched all these changes with satisfaction. Although this is only a small step forward before elves enter human society, the significance of this small step is very significant.

Rogg closed the file, came back from his thoughts, and said to Will: "You are a talent. Follow me well from now on, you will have a future. I am a magician, and I have many methods. See through other people's thoughts. But I won't do that. As long as you do things for me, if you have achievements, you will naturally be rewarded accordingly. Remember, I am a very fair person. Okay, now, you Let’s talk about the situation in the Principality of Are in detail.”

The Principality of Are is not large in area and has a small population. It is close to the central mountain range and separated from Asrofic by several principalities. Therefore, although the Principality of Arei, located in a corner, is not big, it is geographically very safe. In addition, the financial revenue is insufficient, so the number of troops is not large, only six thousand. But in the always peaceful Principality of Are, the burden of a mere six thousand troops seemed a bit redundant.

Tikrik, the Grand Duke of Arei, has three sons and six daughters. He is already in his early seventies this year. He has lived a long life in the northern country with a severe cold climate. Although he has a violent temper, is greedy for money, lustful, and willful, but because the history of the Alley family is long enough, he still has more or less blood ties with the royal families of six or seven other principalities.

Because of the existence of the powerful northern leader Asrofic, small countries near the Central Mountains that believe in the Church of Light united to form the Holy Alliance. Once Asrofic uses troops against one of the countries, all members of the Holy Alliance are obliged to send troops to fight. As a result, the usually loose Holy Alliance turned into a war machine with tens of millions of people and 200,000 troops when the time came for war.

Tikrik is an insignificant player in the Holy Alliance. In recent years, as he grew older, he became more and more obsessed with alchemy and magic, trying to continue his life like a candle in the wind and his vitality in a woman's belly.

Will's narrative was concise and concise. After listening to it, Rogge pondered for a moment and then ordered: "Write a letter to the Duke of Are in the name of the tax collector of Say City. Briefly describe the situation here and write it. Then give me a look. Well, also, take out three thousand gold coins from Count Luck's warehouse, prepare them and send them to my office. Okay, go and do your work."

After Will retired, Roger quickly calculated the value of Earl Luck's property. In this small border town, the real estate and houses are not very valuable, but some of the artworks are still a bit old. A rough calculation shows that all the earl's properties are worth twenty thousand gold coins. What made Rogge happy was that the count seemed to have a special preference for gold coins and actually saved five thousand gold coins. This made Rogge, who was short of gold on hand, a lot more convenient.

He stretched his waist and came to the floor-to-ceiling window. The barracks not far away was bustling with people. Hundreds of temporary construction workers were rebuilding the barracks under the command of several elven warriors. Hundreds of elven warriors were also busy rebuilding the barracks.

Rogg looked with satisfaction at the sight of the elf warriors busy together with the people. He has mobilized all the eight hundred elf warriors staying in the mountainous area, and is now expanding the barracks to accommodate these elf warriors. This elf unit has been named the 'Dark Side of the Moon', implying their fate of falling into darkness.

Rogg considered the available power at hand. Except for the dozen or so knights who were fairly well armed, the troops left by Earl Luck were too poorly trained to cope with possible wars in the future. If experts from the Dark Moon Tribe were to train these human soldiers, I don’t know if it would be suitable. Even if it is suitable, it will take at least several months to train it well, and it still won't be put to use in time!

The fat man rubbed his head and decided to go to the capital of the Principality of Are in person to solve the basic legal issues that occupied Sai City. Regardless of whether it is north or south, the basic elements of nobility are a long history, pure and noble blood, extraordinary wealth and strong strength. Except for the first two, Rogge has all these things. And with the latter two, it is not very difficult to get the first two. The fat man couldn't help but miss Robosky. This coward was definitely the best person to complete such a task!

He breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at the time, and after telling no one to disturb him, he hid in the quiet room and meditated.

Since the battle with Fengyue, Rogge's understanding of magic has undergone earth-shaking changes. He had been cultivating magic power in accordance with the requirements of orthodox magic, and then practiced using clear categories and strict levels of magic one by one. In addition to launching mental shocks, the huge mental power can only be used to control magic more accurately. Like most magicians in the world, he is obsessed with studying the highest level of magic that his magic can activate, and puts aside low-level magic after becoming proficient in its use.

That time, his battle with Feng Yue was extremely difficult.

Feng Yue's elusive Death Scythe didn't give him any time to recite the spell, but at the critical moment of life and death, he forced Rogge to use his mental power to attack directly. Rogge discovered for the first time that the magic shield formed by mixing mental power with dark magic was extremely fast and effective, and could withstand the attack of Feng Yue's death scythe. Of course, he also knew that Feng Yue had not tried his best at all. But on the other hand, even Feng Yue had to dodge the attack he launched after his mental power was fully materialized. It's just that this attack method consumes too much mental energy. A more economical way to deal with ordinary opponents is to use mental energy to directly drive magic power to form a magic circle, so as to cast low-level magic. Although Rogge can only cast level three magic through this method, he can cast magic almost instantly!

The highest level magician battle that Rogge can learn from is the battle between Elesis and Froya. Because Froya has many secret medicines and artifacts, she can continuously cast powerful high-level magic with extreme luxury. Elesis has a completely different style. Her magic has its own system and is extremely fast. She often establishes an absolute advantage in an instant by bombarding her with a large amount of low-level magic.

Fighting a magician like Elesis, even close combat will become a nightmare for warriors.

After thinking hard for a few days, Rogge has understood that this is the direction he should strive for.

After several days of hard training, Rogge has become extremely proficient in the first-level magic missile. After mixing in the dark magic, the color of the magic missile released has changed from red to purple-black, and the power is corresponding. Increased by nearly half. Although the lethality of a single magic missile is very limited, if there are more of them, the lethality is also very terrifying.

In the quiet room, Rogge stood silently for a moment. Suddenly, more than a dozen magic arrays flashing purple and black light appeared around him, and five magic missiles flew out of each magic array. After dozens of magic missiles flying in the air for several weeks, they gathered together and flew towards Rogge. A huge silver shield suddenly appeared in Rogge's hand. He shrank behind the shield, and then a series of earth-shaking explosions occurred in the quiet room...

"Lord Rogge, what's wrong with you!" An elf guardian warrior rushed into the completely destroyed quiet room and saw that Rogge's face was charred, with only a few strips of cloth remaining to cover his body, and large areas of black burns on his body. , totally freaked out.

Rogg stood stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter with great joy. Then he grabbed the stunned elf like lightning and kissed her heavily on the lips. The elf was shocked and struggled hard, but how could the delicate elf overcome Rogge's brute strength? She struggled for a while longer and then slowly gave up her resistance.

After a while of passionate kissing, Rogge raised his head and looked at the elf in his arms. Her eyes were half-closed, her breathing was rapid, and her face was flushed.

"Adjani?" Rogge remembered the elf guardian warrior of the Dark Moon clan. She was also the elf who served him best.

Ajani blushed again, and she whispered: "Master God Envoy, I...I didn't mean to break in. There was a sudden explosion in your meditation room, and I am worried about your safety. , I just came in... I disobeyed your orders, please punish me."

Roger smiled slightly and said: "That was just a little magic experiment I was doing, don't worry. However, you did disobey my instructions, and the punishment just now is obviously not enough..."

Adjani was surprised at first. The magic wave coming from the explosion just now was so strong that she had only experienced it from a few of the most powerful magicians in the elves. It turns out that the God Envoy is experimenting with magic! From this point of view, in addition to the divine power given by Hilo himself, Lord Divine Envoy is also a master in his own magical attainments. When she heard Rogge's last sentence, she was startled, and then she realized it and was mortified.

Rogg is very familiar with elf armor now. With a rapid movement of his hands, before Adjani could recover from her thoughts, he had already untied the complicated chain buckle and swam into her underwear. It kept moving on her extremely elastic skin.

"Adjani..." Rogge's voice became thicker.

"Huh? Ah! Lord God Envoy... No! Don't move there!"

"Tell me, what level of warrior are you now?" Rogge kneaded her amazingly elastic body.

"Master God Envoy, I am a twelfth-level... Shadow Swordsman of the Dark Moon Clan! Ah! Sir, stop, please? I..."

"It turns out that you are already at level 12, which is not far different from the guardian of the temple. No wonder you are so flexible and strong! But Ajani! Your punishment is far from over yet..." Luo Ge reached down with one hand, caressing her firm and smooth buttocks, and kept going deep...

Ajani twisted violently and groaned: "Master God! Although... I am very willing~IndoMTL.com~ But this is not in harmony with the beliefs of the elves... Ah! You can't go any further. ..."

"I am the envoy of God, and what I say is the oracle. What I agree with is the true belief of the elves!" Rogge said these words almost in a low voice. With a little force, he shattered all Adjani's resistance. The exquisite elf skirt, dark green trousers, and two thin swords, one long and one short, all slipped to the ground...

Adjani's legs weakened, and the two entangled people fell to the ground.

"Ah!..." Adjani suddenly moaned loudly, and the final sound slowly disappeared in her throat.

"Adjani!" Rogge called very gently...

"Huh?"

"Will you go to **** for me?"

"My lord, I will do it..."

Adjani's moans suddenly became louder, causing the five elf guardian warriors quietly hiding beside her to blush.

Only Feng Die’s face turned green and white, biting her lower lip, and left quietly...