Blasphemy: 4 Headwind Full

At dawn, urgent horn sounds sounded in Luoyun City.

In just a quarter of an hour, the army and elf troops of the Principality of Arei had already been assembled and lined up neatly, waiting for the next order.

They still only brought the equipment and supplies they had when they entered the city, and could not see any looted property. In fact, none of them participated in the robbery of Luoyun City civilians last night.

The Arei Army, which was rebuilt by Rogge, emphasized military discipline first and foremost. Although the time was too short and the combat effectiveness could not be improved much, the strictness of military discipline was completely different. As for elves, such naturally arrogant creatures would never commit plunder.

In the palace of Luoyun City, Rogge was saying his final goodbyes to Marshal Arams.

The main armies of the three highland principalities have been completely defeated. Now the remaining troops of the three kingdoms combined are less than 10,000, and most of them are private armed forces of the nobles. In order to end the war as soon as possible and divide the spoils, Rogge and Marshal Erams have agreed to divide their forces to attack. According to the prior secret negotiation between the two countries, the country of the Goshawk and the Vulture was owned by the Principality of Leighton, while the country of the Snow Falcon was taken over by Rogge.

The Snow Falcon Country has a population of three million. In addition to the capital Rector, there are more than ten small towns. After Duke Annas died in the battle, the country's military strength was less than 2,000, and Rogge could sweep across the entire Snow Falcon Kingdom using only the elven troops.

Rogg is now eager to end the war here so that he can rush back to the City of Oracle to ask Elder Hughes if he has found a way to interfere with teleportation. As long as the old fox can find a way, Rogge can pay any price. The fat man who had just lost Adjani couldn't bear another blow.

Marshal Elams and Rogge were sitting side by side, talking cordially. Clark stood nearby, looking very excited, interjecting a few words and expressing his opinions from time to time. This time, the battle against the three highland principalities was a great success, and Clark, who played a central role in building bridges, made a big contribution. His father and uncle's evaluation of his abilities has reached a new level. Compared with the throngs of brothers and sisters in his palace, Clark loomed large. Even Marshal Elams, who had never expressed his position, hinted to Clark that he should work hard and he would not have to worry about big things in the future.

Marshal Elams was chatting with Rogge while observing Rogge's troops gathering in the square outside the station. His sharp eyes did not miss any detail, including the speed at which the soldiers gathered, their military posture when they lined up, whether they were whispering to each other, whether they had any looted property with them, etc. Even the neatness of the buckles that fastened the armor did not escape the marshal's eyes.

There is no fault in the elf military appearance that is naturally elegant and tidy, and more than two thousand handsome elves with gorgeous armor gathered together. It was so pleasing to the eye that Clark's eyes were a little straightened when he saw it. But Marshal Elams couldn't stop looking at the Snow Bear Knights and Are infantry.

The assembly was completed within a quarter of an hour, and the maximum assembly limit for the mixed military services of the Quick-Step Cavalry had been reached. With many years of leadership experience, Marshal Elams saw that the soldiers of the Principality of Are were still insufficiently trained and had limited combat effectiveness. But under such terrible and strict military discipline, it won't be long before this is a terrifying army that everyone is afraid of.

The Dark Side of the Moon, whose formation seemed to be scattered, also attracted Erams’ attention. For some reason, the old marshal always felt that the light in the dark side of the moon was always a little darker than other places. Those elves are obviously different from other elven warriors. In addition to being much more handsome, they obviously lack the vitality and liveliness of other elves. Their eyes are as calm as ice, without any emotional fluctuations at all. Marshal Elams had seen this look before and remembered it deeply.

This is the look that belongs exclusively to the 'butcher'.

Butcher is a special name that is circulated privately among the North Korean troops. Only warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles and killed without calculation can obtain this 'honor'. Butchers are the nightmare of all soldiers on the battlefield. They will not hesitate to cut off the enemy's arm at the cost of piercing their own arm. The bottom line for the Butcher's injury is not to be disabled so that they can continue to participate in the next battle.

Just like the superficial meaning of the word butcher, killing has become their profession, hobby and art.

The Principality of Arei has been weak for a long time, and its weak army can barely survive. But this time of re-examination, Marshal Elams felt more and more that Rogge should not be underestimated. Reminiscent of the fact that Rogge had already made complete improvements in the most critical aspect of military discipline not long after he had monopolized the rights of Duke Are, and then thought of the mysterious deaths of Carlos and his son one after another. Elams suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

This Rogge’s methods of seizing power are too fast and too ruthless! It seems that it is hard to say whether Clark's son will be able to take the position of Grand Duke Alley in the future! Even if you sit on it, you may be killed by Rogge at any time.

"Dear Master Rogge, are you still satisfied with Anas' relatives?" Clark interjected and asked.

Roger laughed ferociously and said: "Of course I am satisfied! But although more than ninety people were killed, there are still 351 people in the Annas family alive and well. I will not let any of them He ran away!"

"Violent, irritable, and okay..." Elams thought silently.

"That elf lady...what's her name? Adjani, right? If it weren't for her, this victory wouldn't have come so easily!" Clark said with emotion.

"Yes!" Rogge also sighed, "I only have six guards like her. It's a pity. Luoyun City will be captured sooner or later, so more ordinary soldiers should die. Those people Your life is worthless, but if one of these most elite elf guards is injured, one will be lost!"

But no one could see the twitching in Rogge's heart.

Clark felt the same and said: "Yes! As long as there is money and supplies, and another year of training, the army can't have as many troops as it needs? If there are too many deaths, just let the civilians work hard to survive."

Marshal Elams snorted and said: "Clark is still young, Master Rogge, I made you laugh. You can't get a real warrior by just training, you must have experience on the battlefield. Ah The Slovik Empire starts small wars against the Holy Alliance and neighboring countries every year, and one of its purposes is to train its troops. Even if the lives of these soldiers are worthless, they must be used in key places."

At this moment, the army has been gathering in the square for a long time. Roger said goodbye to his uncle and nephew Elams and went downstairs.

Looking at the groups of warriors following Rogge in an orderly manner towards the city gate, Erams said to Clark with a gloomy face: "Maybe we have released a real demon. Clark, we How many troops can be mobilized immediately?"

"Twenty-one thousand people, in addition to the necessary troops stationed in Luoyun City, we can also mobilize 18,000 people. Uncle, are you planning to..."

"Yes! Although he is immature, he is already very scary. If you don't kill him now when he is defenseless, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future!" Marshal Elams said gloomily.

"Uncle... Rogge is a great magician. You have also seen how powerful the elf Adjani is. If Rogge escapes, even if he has an elf guard to escape, uncle, even if there is another Even multiple guards can't stop the elves who are determined to take revenge! At that time, the Leighton Principality can continue, but our family will be finished. Uncle, this is not a good choice! It's better for us not to provoke the elves again!"

Marshal Erams actually trembled when he thought of that gorgeous golden cloud and the huge gap in the wall of Luoyun City. He was silent for a long time before saying: "It seems that the peace and tranquility in the north is over. We have no chance. Fortunately, we have stood with this devil from the beginning. Clark, you must be careful to maintain this relationship and don't let it happen." The temporary conflict of interests deceived your wisdom. When we die, you will not be his opponent. It would be great if the Leiton Kingdom can continue to develop as his ally. If not, it would be good to maintain it. "

At this time, Elams saw Rogge in the distance suddenly turning back and smiling at himself.

Cold sweat instantly soaked the marshal’s undershirt!

Neither uncle nor nephew noticed that at some point, the shadow in the room disappeared and the light became brighter.

The current foreign world is like the sea before a storm, with endless dangers hidden in the calm.

The wind was surprisingly strong, and the clouds in the sky were much lower than usual, heavy as if they were about to fall at any time.

On a steep mountain peak, a dragon head slowly emerged.

The dragon's head does not move, just like a lifeless stone. After a long time, the flames in its eye sockets slowly lit up, and it began to turn left and right, observing the surrounding environment.

Feng Yue's figure also slowly rose from behind the cliff, dozens of demon lotus armor leaves still floating around her, and the huge death sickle in her hand.

She is still so ethereal, as beautiful as a dream. Fengyue seemed not to belong to this gray world of death at all.

But she is no longer perfect.

The gray robe on Fengyue's body had many holes, and the soft and snowy skin underneath was vaguely visible.

On her right cheek, there was a very small bloodstain, still oozing with golden blood.

At this time, in the very distant sky, there was an almost invisible small black dot hovering continuously.

"Master!" Gregory spoke, "I didn't expect the Dragon of the Abyss to be able to fly again so soon. It's so despicable and shameless! They can rest, but we can't reply! This is simply a rogue. ! How can you look like a king at all? But you taught that arrogant idiot dragon a lesson. Forgive him for not daring to stray too far from other kings this time!"

Despite the harsh words, the Bone Dragon still lowered his voice involuntarily, as if he was afraid of being heard by the Abyss Dragon hovering far away.

Feng Yue remained silent, just looking into the distance calmly. The light flowing on the demon lotus leaf flickers on and off, and it has lost a lot of its former glory.

Gregory looked back at the death sickle in Fengyue's hand, and his voice slowly lowered: "Master... there is no way for us to escape like this! They are chasing faster and faster, next time, next time What should I do?"

The Bone Dragon knew that its master's ability was no longer enough to maintain a parallel dimension, so he took the Death Scythe with him. With this scythe, Feng Yue's speed is greatly affected, becoming almost the same as that of a bone dragon. But he couldn't throw away the Death Scythe. Although the master and servant were still much faster than the kings, the kings were becoming more and more skilled in hunting. Without the Death Scythe, when they met the king head-on, Feng Yue would fight back. There is no power at all.

Now even Gregory can feel that the error range of the kings sensing Feng Yue is getting smaller and smaller. The landing point of their teleportation is getting closer each time. There was even one time where he was right above the master and the servant!

That was also the time when the master and servant pretended to be dead to the best of their abilities.

The kings briefly glanced at the ground and found nothing unusual except for a pile of bone dragon remains, and then roared away. Huge weathered skeletons can be seen everywhere in other worlds, and it is unknown what kind of giant beast they were once. This kind of ground is the most common sight in other worlds.

After a long time, the skeleton on the ground suddenly moved, and then twisted, revealing the appearance of a bone dragon. Flames ignited in Bone Dragon's eye sockets, and Feng Yue also emerged from under Bone Dragon's body.

Before encountering this crisis, the clever Gregory always felt uneasy. So whenever it has time, it installs crushed lime plaster piece by piece on its own bones. If it hadn't been like this, with its original body shining with blue and black light, it would have been discovered by the kings long ago. Feng Yue turned a blind eye to these actions of Gregory, but she actually acquiesced.

Gregory had already made up his mind to disguise himself as the remnant of the weathered bone dragon in times of crisis.

But after this thrill, Feng Yue fell completely silent.

She silently led the bone dragon to hide in Tibet, killed countless of the king's men, and had a very brief but desperate battle with the careless dragon of the abyss.

Gu Long watched Feng Yue’s demon lotus grow dim day by day, watched Feng Yue get injured for the first time, watched Feng Yue be unable to recover from her injuries for the first time...

The kings were getting closer and closer, but Gregory saw that Fengyue's speed was getting slower and slower. On several occasions, the master and servant nearly killed all the patrolling undead creatures. If it weren't for good luck, one or two fish that slipped through the net would report it.

Having rested on the top of the cliff for a long time, Gu Long knew that Feng Yue's energy had not improved at all.

It seems that the owner's injuries are serious.

Gregory finally broke the silence and said: "Master, although you never say it, I know that we may not have another time."

Feng Yue remained silent.

Bone Dragon put away his usual glib tone and became surprisingly serious: "Master! While the kings are not far away from us, you can lure the heavenly hunters down! We can't let these **** kings always defeat them. Abacus, there must be a few buried with us, right!?"

Fengyue's silver gaze finally fell on Bone Dragon, and the light in her eyes fluctuated rarely.

"Aren't you afraid of destruction?" Feng Yue finally spoke.

Gregory looked at the Dragon of the Abyss in the distance, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't be afraid! In my previous life, I was also a noble demon dragon, at least no worse than that dragon with rotten flesh, right? Even if I am destroyed again, It has to be done vigorously, and we must not end everything in a cowardly way like now!"

The wind howled.

"We...there really is no next time." Feng Yue said calmly.

The floating demon lotus armor suddenly closed into a complete armor, floating in vain in front of Feng Yue.

Feng Yue stared at the dark black Demon Lotus armor for a long time, seeming to sigh.

Under Gregory's surprised gaze, the beautiful demon lotus flew up gently and landed on its back. The armor's arms automatically stretched out and clasped the bone dragon's spine.

Feng Yue's slender fingers, like gelatin, pointed to the east, which was Feng Yue's ancient tomb.

"Gregory! You are not the target of the kings. Go back to the ancient tomb! If...if he comes, give the demon lotus to him."

Gregory was shocked: "Master! Are you ready to fight head-on? There are six of them! Why not lure the Heavenly Hunters down? That would be much simpler! Let them all be buried with us Let’s go!”

This is the first time, maybe the last time, Feng Yue's black hair begins to fly in the strong wind.

"Gregory, you will also become a king in the future. Then you will understand that maintaining the existence and operation of this world is the true meaning of the king's existence. If the heavenly hunter discovers that there are already so many in the world of death, If the king appears, he will definitely cleanse the world completely. So I can't do this."

Gregory was also silent. He thought for a long time before saying: "I understand why kings value the first law so much. But Master, if this is the case, why did you prepare the last time you went to fight for the soul? How about luring down the heavenly hunters?"

Feng Yue did not answer this question~IndoMTL.com~ Her silver eyes just stared into the distance.

Gregory called out several times before Feng Yue withdrew his gaze.

She raised the Death Scythe, looked at the Dragon of the Abyss in the distance, and said calmly: "Gregory, let's go!"

"Master, if you go like this, it's not... It's not..." Bone Dragon finally plucked up the courage and said the second half of the sentence: "Aren't you going to die?"

Feng Yue waved his hand, and the light flashed on Gregory's body, indicating that the soul contract had been terminated.

She smiled faintly, her figure kept flashing, and appeared in the distance in the blink of an eye. Only her voice still echoed on the top of the cliff.

"Who said you were going to die? Was your former master that useless? Someone will be buried with me!"

The Bone Dragon was stunned for a moment, then suddenly howled: "Master! You are so despicable! So shameless! You can never throw me away!"

Gregory's body bowed and shot, and he chased Feng Yue like lightning.