Blasphemy: 4 put an end to chaos

It's already autumn. In the mountainous areas in autumn, it is sometimes hotter than in summer.

It had just rained, and then the sun was blazing, and the entire forest seemed indescribably hot and humid, making it almost suffocating. Poisonous snakes and poisonous insects have all hid in cool and moist places, and wild beasts and birds have also stayed in their nests, unwilling to be poisoned by the sun. There were only some powerful monsters wandering leisurely in the forest, looking for food, patrolling their territory, and passing the long boring afternoon.

Karajan met up with Krisma's team a week ago. Rogge spied around them for a few days, but couldn't find a good opportunity to make a move, so he had to quietly go away and lead them towards the mountains. Deep in the jungles and mountains, there are many unknown powerful existences. If used well, they should deal a fatal blow to the pursuers behind them.

In a small clear pool in the forest, Rogge was soaking comfortably in the water, squinting his eyes creatively. Occasionally, he would use a small ice pick technique on the pool water. Pieces of ice cubes would enter the water, making the already warm pool water cool again. Although Rogge was submerged in the water, a ray of mental power was constantly scanning his surroundings. Any powerful creature, no matter how good it is at hiding its aura, can hardly hide its powerful spiritual energy and soul power. Among the people Rogge had seen, only the Pope completely hid his existence. Ofiloch and Elesis distorted their own strength and caused him to make wrong judgments. As for the others who are waiting, it seems that they only know how to conceal the magic power of fighting spirit, but do not know how to conceal their mental power and soul power.

With a splash of water, Rogge jumped out of the pool. He picked up his tattered clothes, shook them, and suddenly a small jade box fell down. His heart moved, and he gently picked up the jade box, which was about an inch in size. He gently opened the lid, and a soft light overflowed from the box.

A round, transparent drop of water lies quietly in the box.

Tears of an Angel.

Rogg felt a huge pain in his heart and fell to the ground.

That day, Elesis lay in front of him like a sleeping baby. Now, every inch of that flawless body was clearly imprinted in his mind.

Memory like crystal.

Alas, tears of angels. It brought her to him, and it took her away forever.

In that body, Rogge used all the power of his soul to fight to the death with Angel Tears in every corner. Ever since he was a child, he had never remembered a time when he had risked his life like this regardless of the cost.

He also thought that there would be no one in this life who could let him do whatever it took, regardless of gain or loss. However, the moment the burning Elesis fell in front of him, he finally knew that this person had appeared. He thought that all his admiration for Elesis was just a wishful dream; he thought that the weight of this feeling was far from being worth everything he had to sacrifice; he thought that he could hold back the pain in his heart. , sitting back and watching the church people take her away.

However, he was wrong, terribly wrong.

He has become accustomed to calculation, accustomed to the calculation of gains and losses in everything, and only interests are supreme.

Love is overwhelming.

When the tide came, he was swept away before he could understand it.

Rogg gently closed the jade box, covering up the soft holy light and the eternal pain in his heart.

After many hardships, it was a miracle that this little jade box was still on his body.

Roger raised the jade box, kissed it gently on the lips, and swallowed it in one mouthful.

He put on a set of the law enforcer's magic-strengthened chain armor, jumped up to the treetops, and checked the direction. He jumped down again and drew a small magic circle on the ground. Two piles of fine sand were constantly moving in the magic circle. Rogge calculated carefully, messed up the magic circle, and rushed into the jungle.

Ever since seeing that strange deer, Rogge has been paying attention to all the animals in the forest.

While escaping, he accidentally discovered a brown bear and a giant wolf running together in the forest. Rogge sneered. How could a giant wolf and a brown bear with scales on their backs travel together? It seems that these two druids are still very young! Just in case, Rogge used his mental power to quietly explore the wolf and the bear, and sure enough he found that they were formed by the Druid's most famous magic: transfiguration. Rogge quietly placed a spiritual mark on them without disturbing the two druids.

Maintaining the balance of nature is the creed of the Druids, and most Druids are pacifists. However, this kind of deep mountains and old forests is the place where the Druid's strength can best be exerted. "Should they accept people like me who are upright and kind, love animals, and suffer persecution? It seems that Druids are not difficult to deceive, but they cannot be taken lightly." Rogge thought to himself.

Druids’ magic advocates the use of natural power. Intermediate and lower-level Druids are not very powerful, while high-level Druids are completely synonymous with terror. According to historical records, there are four great druids who rule the entire druid world, and their strength is not inferior to the top ten magisters at all. Although the credibility of such historical records is not much different from that of rumors, the fact that they were able to write this and that no great magister came out to oppose it shows that the great druid's strength must be astonishing.

"Can these druids fight with Chrisma and the others once? Even a sixteenth-level descending angel will have a headache fighting the druids in the forest, right? I don't know where the elves are hiding. Where in the forest? Damn, this mountain range is a bit too big." Rogge thought viciously.

Now that he has discovered the whereabouts of the druids, Rogge decided to follow them secretly, first carefully observe the strength and living habits of these druids, and then make a plan on how to teach them a lesson from the church's pursuit. those. These two druids could only turn into a brown bear and a giant wolf, which showed that the power of transformation was far from reaching home, and they were just two low-level druids. Lower-level druids were sent out to perform tasks. It seemed that the strength of this druid tribe was not worth looking forward to. However, even if their strength is limited, if they have their own plans, they must be able to deal with the pursuers severely enough.

Rogg ran wildly to the west for dozens of miles before removing all the mental energy from his body. As he expected, the magic mark in his body vibrated gently again, dissipating faint magic waves. . He rested for two hours, and estimated that the pursuers had determined his location, so he used his mental power to firmly seal the magic mark. What surprised him was that another magic mark that had never made any movement suddenly jumped a few times in an extremely obscure way.

Roger's heart sank. This pursuer had been holding back so long that he almost thought that there was only Krisma's team of pursuers. It seems that this person is a master.

Roger calmed down and ran towards the northeast.

Other world, ancient tomb.

In a dark hall, Feng Yue was standing in the center of a ball of green fire, with painful faces appearing from time to time in the flames. The Black Warrior walked up, carefully holding a misty light green ball, and threw it into the green fire. Burned by the green fire, miserable cries continued to sound.

The ghosts and other low-level undead creatures wandering outside the hall became excited after hearing this. Some couldn't restrain their impulses and screamed with joy and greed.

The green fire is getting stronger and stronger, and there are more and more painful faces in the fire.

Feng Yue turned around, the armor on her back slowly cracked, a harsh friction sound sounded, and a huge bone spur slowly grew from the crack. Feng Yue silently chanted an unknown spell, stretched out her hand, and the green fire suddenly flew up from the ground and stuck to the newly formed bone spur on her back.

The green fire burned the bone spur violently, and the flames kept making squeaking sounds. The resentful souls in the flames had a place to vent. While wailing, they desperately strengthened the heat of the flames.

They still have some vague memories of their lives. Originally, after they died in battle, their souls could return to heaven, re-enter reincarnation, or dissipate naturally. However, before they realized it, they were killed by this demon on the way, and they were all robbed to another world.

Feng Yue seemed to be in great pain, trembling slightly, and the huge bone spurs slowly softened in the fire.

Gregory lay aside, looking boredly at the dancing flames in front of him. This kind of flame formed by burning souls will directly burn into the energy core of the undead creature. Well, judging from the feeling when it was still a demon dragon, it is painful, very painful, unparalleled pain. It once asked its master to try this jade fire, but the result of trying it once was that it almost hurt so much that it wanted to dissipate its soul.

Feng Yue's trembling became more serious, and the bone spurs on her back became softer, thinner, and longer. Feng Yue stumbled and almost fell to the ground. The green fire became more and more prosperous, and countless faces rushed to the surface. The expression on his face is no longer painful, but ferocious!

Feng Yue couldn't hold on anymore and fell down. The green fire is still burning unyieldingly.

Gregory was startled and stood up, but did not dare to approach the green fire.

Bang! Bang! Heavy footsteps sounded in the hall, and what Grigory recognized from the huge figure was the Flame Bone Demon. He immediately became alert. This was a period of unprecedented weakness for his master. What was this flame bone demon who had once had a second heart doing here at this time?

Gregory jumped sideways and blocked the path of the Flame Bone Demon. It lowered its body and showed off its huge fangs, threatening the Flame Bone Demon and not allowing him to get close again.

"Make way!" came the message from the Flame Bone Demon. This message was full of irritability, anxiety, and fury, which made Gregory cringe.

As a dragon, breath and magic should have been its most powerful weapons. Unfortunately, it is too weak now and cannot cast any magic. And what about breath? Wind poison breath? At most, it just makes the Flame Bone Demon cool down. Although it is not afraid of the flame attribute of the Flame Bone Demon, if the two meet, it will inevitably turn into a hand-to-hand fight. At that time, the Fire Bone Demon's hammer was much more powerful.

"Get out of the way!" The irritable Flame Bone Demon was reborn not long ago, and was still unable to think clearly and transmit information. Most of the time, he relied on instinct to carry out his activities. It only knew how to stubbornly transmit this message, but Gregory had no intention of getting out of the way. It was so anxious that it raised its giant hammer in the air and struck Grigori with one hammer.

Gregory dodged nimbly, and the giant hammer fell next to it, leaving a large hole one meter in diameter and half a foot deep in the bluestone on the ground. Gregory was startled. If this hammer fell directly on it, it would be enough to break its strongest spine! Grigori was filled with fear. He looked back at Feng Yue, who was still lying on the ground, gritted his teeth, turned around and pounced on the Flame Bone Demon, rolling and rolling with him in a fight.

Gregory soon died. Half of its wings had been torn off by the Flame Bone Demon, and a small portion of its ribs had been broken. The Flame Bone Demon didn't fare well either. Many of the bone spurs on his body were bitten off by Grigory. His left leg was licked hard by the bone dragon's tail. One of the three bones was broken, and the other one was also covered with cracks.

The fierce fight between the two undead creatures in the hall scared other low-level undead creatures into hiding in the darkest corners. Their pitiful intelligence is not enough to judge what happened, and they did not receive any orders from Feng Yue, so their instinctive fear of advanced undead creatures keeps them as far away from the battlefield as possible.

The giant hammer of the Flame Bone Demon fell and smashed off a small piece of Gregory's tail. Gregory roared, and the arrogance and bravery of his previous life as a dragon seemed to suddenly return to its soul. The raging anger suddenly made it forget everything. It risked its own life and pounced on it, throwing the Flame Bone Demon to the ground and biting off a bone spur on its shoulder.

While the two undead creatures were in a stalemate, a tall black figure walked out of the darkness, it was the Dark Knight!

"Are you going to help me protect the master, or are you going to help it betray the master!" Gregory asked the Black Warrior in his busy schedule.

"I will always protect my master!" The Black Warrior's answer made Gregory extremely happy.

"Black Warrior...kill!" The Flame Bone Demon suddenly became violent. It pushed the bone dragon away and rushed towards the Black Warrior. Gregory pounced on it from behind, biting its lumbar spine, and then threw it to the ground.

The black warrior lowered his giant swords in both hands. Two swords cut off the Flame Bone Demon's arms, and another sword cut off one of its legs.

"Hey, look how you are still betraying now! I will take care of you later when the master recovers!" Grigory let go, stood up, looked at the flame bone demon with all its limbs broken and was struggling in vain, and spat Take a bite.

However, the sword light flashed again!

Gregory suddenly felt a lightness on his body, followed by a sudden spin. When it finally raised itself up with its front paws, it found that its lower body was scattered several meters away. It was cut into two pieces? !

The Black Warrior stood in front of the Flame Bone Demon and the Bone Dragon with his sword in his hand. His proud and silent laughter filled the entire hall, causing the ghosts to scatter in all directions!

Gregory suddenly understood, "It turns out you were the one who betrayed me!"

"Of course it's me! Why don't you make good use of such a rare opportunity! That idiot Flame was reborn with me, and he can feel my inner thoughts to some extent. Unfortunately, he paid too much attention to strength, and as a result, his intellectual development was too slow, and he couldn't even speak. I couldn't say a few words! Hahaha, I deliberately made him feel my betrayal, so he rushed over in a hurry, and he actually started fighting with you! Haha! If not for this, how could I have dealt with you two in one fell swoop? ? After a while, I will be the master of this valley after beheading that Fengyue who only cares about appearance but does not know how to pursue strength!" The black warrior was so proud that he couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and roar.

"Dark Warrior!" Gregory couldn't help but sarcastically said: "Even if you succeed this time, with your little strength, do you still want to gain a foothold in another world? Just because there is a master sitting here, the surrounding people Those greedy dead ghosts don’t dare to rob this ancient tomb! If the owner here is you, I’m afraid he’ll be beaten out in a day! Are you the opponent of those ghost knights in the east? In the **Feilong tribe in the west, can you Which adult dragon have you fought? Can you defeat the mummy community in the south? Even if you seize the ancient tomb with conspiracy, can you guard it with conspiracy? Do you think you are the master? The master can only devour the most powerful few. A skill only possessed by powerful demons! With your slow way of absorbing energy, even with the help of the ancient tomb sarcophagus, you will not be able to match the master's current power even if I give you another five hundred years!"

The Black Warrior was obviously angry. He slashed at Gregory with a sword, cutting off his two front claws, and said angrily: "What's the use of Fengyue no matter how powerful it is? Isn't it at my mercy now?" I'm going to show you how I dismember your master in a moment! As soon as Feng Yue disintegrates, you will also be finished, right?"

Another cold mental wave echoed in the hall, "Poor Bone Dragon! Your name is Gregory, right? Our noble black warrior clan is fully capable of guarding this ancient tomb. Speaking of which, I should be grateful You destroyed the abominable big mummy, and we black warriors cannot harm it. Now, I, the leader of the black warrior community, can stand in this ancient tomb because of your contribution. As a reward, I will I will dismantle you myself. This is the honor you deserve."

A tall black warrior nearly four meters tall stepped into the hall, dragging an unimaginable black giant sword behind it, creating sparks on the ground along the way. The leader of the black warriors was followed by more than ten black warriors.

Gregory looked at the Black Warrior who entered the hall angrily and said angrily: "You actually colluded with the Black Warrior outside! What's wrong with following the master? If you change the master, you won't be the same? Is your status still the same? It’s even improved!”

"It's different!" The Black Warrior transformed from Paulus's soul replied: "We Black Warriors were all glorious knights in our previous lives, willing to dedicate everything to the Lord! However, I don't know why, the Lord abandoned us, We failed to let our souls return to the embrace of the Lord, but we turned into the most evil existence in this fallen, sinful, and dirty world: undead creatures! We all retain more or less knowledge of our lives, so Black Warrior This clan is the most intelligent clan in the world. However, the limitations of our natural strength force us to endure a life with zombies and skeletons!"

It gradually became excited: "The Black Warriors are the most honorable clan in the world! How can we endure this state of existence? How can we endure having a filthy undead creature act as my master? Those damned The gods have abandoned us, and we will go to heaven to chop off the heads of those gods! Tear off their wings! Turn every drop of their blood into our strength! The Black Warrior is supposed to be the king of this world, and he can only become this The king of the world, only then can we challenge those gods who have abandoned us! Now, a great king has been born among our black warriors. He will lead us to defeat those hypocrites, those who have no sense of honor, who have deceived us all our faith and life. All the gods were torn into pieces!!"

In the last few sentences, it waved its long sword and shouted almost hysterically!

Suddenly, a soft, black but very shiny black rope wrapped around its neck. This black cord, which is as thin as a finger, contains amazing power. The black rope tightened and the three-meter-tall Black Warrior was easily lifted off the ground.

A bone-chilling mental wave rippled through the hall, "I am enough to kill gods!"

Several other black ropes wrapped around the black warrior formed from Paulus' soul. The black rope suddenly tightened, and the black warrior wailed, and his body continued to explode. Finally, it exploded into a ball of powder, and not even the armor was left!

"You black warrior clan, just follow me!"

Feng Yue's whole body was burning with invisible flames, standing in the air. More than ten black tentacles stretched out from between her wings behind her, dancing with great agility in the air.

She suddenly opened her eyes, and her eyes were filled with silver! The silver light emitted from her eyes was not strong, but the black warriors who were occasionally illuminated by the light were in pain, with wisps of light smoke coming out of their bodies.

Feng Yue was as cold as ice and said: "Wise black warriors, will you choose to be absorbed by me, or hand over the brand of your soul?"

"Soul brand?" The leader of the Black Warriors was panicked.

"Absolutely! Honor and wisdom are our fate!" A black warrior rushed up and slashed towards Feng Yue in the air.

"Stupid!" Feng Yue reached out and grabbed the edge of the sword, so the huge two-handed sword was frozen in mid-air.

A black tentacle flew out from behind her like lightning and pierced the Black Knight's helmet. When the tentacle was retracted, a faint light stuck to its tip, which was absorbed by Feng Yue in the blink of an eye.

Feng Yue roared loudly, and endless coercion radiated from her body.

Except for Gregory, who had a soul contract with Fengyue, all the undead creatures within a radius of more than ten miles fell to the ground, and they did not dare to move at all!

The leader of the black warrior fell to his knees and said: "It turns out that you are the true king of darkness, please accept the allegiance of your servant. I will give up my soul mark, and from now on you will be my lord and mine. Thoughts and wisdom will all belong to my Lord."

"I will sacrifice my soul mark and serve you as my master from now on. My thoughts and wisdom will all belong to my master." The rest of the black warriors knelt on the ground.

Blocks of faint light emerged from the bodies of the black warriors and merged into Feng Yue's body.

"Humph! What kind of the most intelligent people! They are not just bullies and fearful of the strong!" Gregory thought disdainfully. Although it was almost torn into eight pieces, with the master's power, he would naturally get himself a newer and better body. I am really a lucky dragon! Following such a powerful master.

Dedicating the soul mark is far more unequal than the soul contract signed by Gregory. The undead creatures that offer their soul mark will have no idea of ​​resistance at all, and even if Feng Yue wants to use them as food, they will happily accept it. If Fengyue is willing, she can even directly absorb the power of their souls. During battle, undead creatures that offer their soul marks often become temporary supplements for their masters.

Gregory not only has his own independent thoughts, but thoughts such as resistance to Feng Yue need to be carefully concealed. He can also continuously learn methods of using power from Feng Yue, and even get some of Feng Yue's excess energy. When Feng Yue's power increases, Gregory will also gain a lot of benefits. This kind of contract consumes the master's strength very much. Even a particularly powerful demon cannot have many such servants.

"Master still values ​​me very much!" Bone Dragon couldn't help but become vain again.

However, how could the master not be able to bear the burning of those ordinary soul flames? Although I can't bear it, there is absolutely no reason why the master can't bear it!

Could it be that... the master is plotting against this group of black warriors?

This community of black warriors usually lives in a small stone castle a hundred kilometers away. The stone castle faces the mountain on one side and the cliff on the other. It is perfectly located on the road leading to the peak. According to some ghosts, there is an ancient dragon bone altar on the top of that mountain, and undead creatures can gain great power from the altar.

There are at least twenty black warriors in the stone castle. Feng Yue gave up after taking Gregory to see the stone castle, and chose to attack the large mummy, which was much more powerful individually. ~IndoMTL.com~ There should be less than ten black warriors in the stone castle now. With the new subordinates like the Black Warriors, Shibao already belongs to Feng Yue.

Gregory trembled secretly. The master was too insidious. He was not as insidious as a loyal undead creature, but he could compete with the fat man from another world.

The black warriors who handed over their soul brands lined up neatly in two rows and exited the hall.

Feng Yue slowly landed on the ground, suddenly fell down, and struggled for a long time.

The Flame Bone Demon and Grigory wanted to help, but they were powerless.

"I just used up all my strength. I need to rest for a few days. You two can repair your bodies slowly. You can use the body of the black warrior. The quality is not bad." Feng Yue's mental fluctuations also Become weak.

Could it be that the pressure to subdue the black warrior just now was also fake? No wonder the master's power suddenly became so incredible. What if the Black Warrior refuses to accept it? How can Feng Yue, who has run out of energy, clean up the mess?

Gregory was very confused and a little scared.