Blasphemy: 5 Memories

It took a full ten minutes before Rogge took his ears away from Mei's smooth and smooth belly. He did hear the vigorous pulsing sound of life, and the feeling of being connected to his blood was unmistakable.

In fact, this little life is still very young, probably less than a month old, and it has not even taken shape yet. But the vitality and vitality have surprised the fat man. He has no heartbeat yet, and no blood is flowing, but the rising and falling breath of life in Rogge's senses is like the sound of the war drums of a wild tribe, each one is so vigorous, so surging and exciting!

Roger fell in love with the little thing almost immediately. He is already so domineering at such a young age, and when he grows up, he will definitely be among the strongest in the world. In contrast, the son Lilith gave birth to him was not much different from ordinary children except that he had some signs of mental development.

Recently, Rogge has been too busy with everything, and has let his subordinates do all the matters related to the Ice Palace Warriors. He just looks at the results every once in a while. Therefore, he has not touched Mei again in the past month, but he did not expect that Mei would have his child. Moreover, Rogge has already seen that this child has extremely extraordinary talent and will become a great talent in the future.

At this moment, Rogge is nearly thirty, and has traveled all over the north and south of the mainland, and his heart has already gone through vicissitudes of life. At this time, the sudden addition of a son was like casting a warm and bright sunshine in the gloomy world in his heart. How could he not be overjoyed?

Mei lowered her head and said nothing, like a prisoner waiting for her fate to be pronounced.

Rogg reached out and raised her face, staring into her eyes that were the same color as her short hair. This woman, who was usually as cold as an iceberg, now had some panic, some uneasiness, and a little expectation in her eyes. Rogge asked slowly: "Mei, you originally wanted to get rid of this child, right?"

Mei's whole body trembled slightly and she replied softly: "Yes...yes. But, I really can't bear to part with it."

Rogge said calmly: "Yes, it is indeed the right choice for you to use your child as a condition in exchange for Lei Luo's sleep."

Mei suddenly raised her head, stared at Rogge, and cried out: "That's not the case! I..."

Under Fatty’s penetrating gaze, Mei’s head slowly lowered again, and there was suddenly endless desolation in her voice, and she sighed: “That’s really not the case. But I...I don’t I know what to say..."

Mei suddenly screamed, and a blush suddenly appeared on her already bloodless face.

Rogg stared at her and smiled maliciously: "Since you don't know what to say, just scream!"

He stood up suddenly, picked up Mei, put her on the desk, and then killed her.

"Rose."

Rogg stopped Mei, who had redressed and was about to leave.

Mei turned around and waited quietly for Rogge's instructions. She was still cold at this moment, like a rose planted on a thousand-year-old ice wall, but it was a white rose when she came in, and it was already a red rose when she left.

"I will incinerate Lei Luo's body so that he can be completely freed."

"Thank you, Lord Rogge." Mei thanked him. Although her wish had been fulfilled, there was not much joy in her tone.

Rogg pondered for a moment and then said to Mei Wenyan: "Don't worry about the Ice Palace Warriors. Don't be too tired. Your health is important. As for the matter at Hanyue Camp...just forget about it."

Mei slowly lowered her head again. This time she did not thank her, but left silently.

Looking at the gently closed door, Rogge sat back at his desk and fell into deep thought. After a moment, he gently rang a small golden bell on the table, and a figure like smoke seeped out from the wall and floated in front of Rogge.

This figure looks like a human race, but its existence is very special and has no entity at all.

"Lord Rogge, what are your orders?" He directly condensed the voice in Rogge's consciousness in a way similar to magic.

"Go and monitor the woman who just left, and report to me once a day. If she makes any changes, notify me immediately."

The figure laughed lowly twice, with a hint of excitement in his voice, and said: "I can feel that her mood is not stable, and her soul is full of shadows, and it seems that there are many secrets hidden. If she I want to run away, but I can’t find you, what should I do?”

"Stop her. If you can't stop her, kill her on the spot." Rogge said calmly.

The figure made a hissing sound, like a bad wolf smelling blood: "I know, hehe. She is not as simple as she seems on the surface. It is difficult to stop her, but it is easy to kill her. Easy."

Rogg's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the silver light that suddenly lit up was like a silver sharp needle, which made the shadow-like person retreat quickly and shrink into the corner of the room.

Roger said coldly: "If you dare to abuse my trust, it will not only be good news for you, but also for your entire family. Remember, if you have to kill her, don't hurt her abdomen. .Go!”

As soon as Rogge finished speaking, the door to the spiritual world immediately closed. The figure wanted to say something more, but the mental fluctuation hit the mental door that had suddenly closed. In an instant, he felt as if he were riding a galloping horse and suddenly hit a solid wall. It was indescribably uncomfortable!

Seeing Guan Na's figure slowly disappearing, Rogge fell into deep thought again, and the beating magic flames made his face flicker. In an instant, under the influence of light and shadow, Rogge's ordinary fat face suddenly changed.

The flame jumped to the left, reflecting an angelic face that was holy and elegant.

The flame leaped to the right, revealing the face of a grinning devil.

The fat man suddenly seemed to feel something. He slowly opened his eyes and scanned the entire study room repeatedly. After a moment, he finally withdrew his gaze, a look of confusion on his face.

Weina was standing in the void, looking down at the entire grand temple of the Holy Church, her heart beating slightly faster. Just a moment ago, she suddenly had a premonition that something was not going to happen and immediately teleported out of Rogge's room. To this day she still wonders why she made that decision.

For her who has reached the peak of strength and space control, even if she stood face to face in the void in front of Rogge, it would be impossible for the fat man to discover her existence.

But why is she still hiding?

Wella really can't understand. It's just that she, who has always been arrogant, refuses to admit that her heartbeat, which has not calmed down until now, is due to a hidden guilty conscience.

"Gregory!" shouted Wella.

The sacred dragon appeared behind her and humbly lowered its head in front of the most beautiful master. Since Wella vowed to refine Grigori's body into the most powerful underground dwarf in history, every time he was called upon, he always appeared in the form of a sacred dragon.

Weina glanced at it, frowned and said: "Become an underground dwarf!"

Gregory shuddered and almost fell down. But it couldn't disobey its master's orders. After dawdling for a long time, it finally turned into an underground dwarf. But the master's next order surprised him, even overjoyed him.

"Go and stare at that woman named Mei, and don't leave her for a moment! If there is anything wrong with her, tell me immediately."

Gregory, who had gone from **** to heaven, was afraid of any changes, so he hurriedly responded and fled immediately.

This is destined to be an eventful early summer night.

In the meditation room in a corner of the temple, Eiffel was practicing her prophecy, but this time she encountered an extremely rare difficulty.

Her prediction received no response.

Of course, if Constantine had seen how she was almost sure to hit the mark when she practiced prophecy in the past, the cardinal might have killed him head-on. With Constantine's vast sea of ​​divine magic, he could only get a little response from heaven once or twice out of ten times when he used prophecy.

Eiffel faced the exquisite magic crystal plate in front of her, gritting her teeth and chanting a spell. The incantation she prayed went something like this: "In the name of any god, tell me how that woman could have a child?"

No response.

Ai Feier looked at the crystal plate silently, finally exhaled a long breath, put on a pure and sweet smile, and said: "Gods in all planes in the sky and on earth, when will the child in that woman's belly be born?" Dropped?"

The crystal plate finally reacted, and in an instant it showed the changing winds and clouds, the changing of seasons, and finally settled on a scene of doomsday.

Ai Feier's face looked a little ugly. She thought for a moment and remembered the experience of using prophecy to transform the queen bee larvae. Then she pointed at the crystal plate and said viciously: "God said that Ai Feier will have a child."

This time, the crystal plate was unpredictable, and symbols representing countless gods flashed instantly, but the final result was blank.

Bah!

The crystal plate was smashed to pieces on the wall.

Ai Feier fell to the ground and cried bitterly.

In another corner of the temple, a small quarrel broke out.

"Let me in!" Androni put her hand on the hilt of Biluo Xingkong's sword and shouted.

Mora, who was wearing a holy robe, opened her arms, stopped in front of her, and said calmly: "It is the sacred place where the goddess Odelech is worshiped and the oracle is received. It is also a forbidden place for the church. Without the permission of the Pope and me, No one can enter."

"Roger let me in!" Androni said angrily. It's a pity that she is not good at lying.

"Then let the Pope come and talk to me in person! If you want to rush in, you can just kill me first."

"Don't think I dare not!" Androni shouted, the blue starry sky was already on Mora's snowy neck. In the past, this holy and beautiful Mora would definitely become the object of Androni's covetation. If Maura didn't resist at this moment, she would most likely be eaten by Annie. But now Androni can no longer think of this aspect, she can no longer survive the unresponsive lovesickness day by day. She wants to see Fengyue.

Moura looked at Androni with pity in her eyes. She sighed softly: "Even if I let you in, you won't be able to see the goddess. Why bother?"

Androni burst into tears. Without saying a word, she suddenly turned around and left like lightning.

In another room in the temple, Death Squad looked at the position of the blue moon and stars in the night sky, and marked off another day on the calendar in his hand. On the calendar, there were not many spaces left until the day marked with a rapier.

It is late at night, but thousands of miles away in Dresden, there are still many sleepless people at this moment.

The most famous local pub in Dresden is so busy that there are almost no extra seats for latecomers. But in the corner of the tavern, there was a female warrior in armor sitting alone at a table, facing the wall, drinking one glass after another of strong drinks.

Although she occupied the entire table, the aura she naturally exuded made the drinkers rather drink standing up than share a seat at the table with her. Even the most ferocious mercenaries, after the tavern owner whispered a few warnings in their ears, they all shrank into a corner of the tavern like a cat and a mouse, and even their jokes and jokes were much quieter.

That female warrior is impressive and her martial arts skills are naturally outstanding. However, what scares these desperadoes is her identity. She is the Redbud Butterfly who leads the army of the Principality of Arei.

In the ears of Bauhinia Butterfly, the hustle and bustle in the tavern at this moment was like a murmur floating from the sky, so far away from her.

She just drank the strongest wine cup after cup because her heart was hurting so much that it was heartbreaking! Every glass of wine that is consumed will reduce the pain a little bit, but the pain will burn more fiercely like fuel added to the fire.

This pain comes inexplicably. She didn't even know why she suddenly felt pain tonight, and she was in unbearable pain. Years of rigorous training in Hanyue Camp failed to bring her terrifying personal combat power, but it gave her a keen intuition about things she truly cares about. This kind of intuition often plays an amazing role when used on the battlefield. This is also one of the secrets of the generals who came out of the Hanyue Camp and won many battles.

In fact, she knew that the pain at this moment was definitely not without reason. This was the emotion she had been suppressing deep in her heart, but it suddenly burst out at this moment.

She drank so much that everything she heard and saw began to sound like a trance.

At some point, there was another person opposite her. The handsome face, tall figure and concerned eyes were all so familiar, and she even recognized his gorgeous two-handed giant sword.

"You drank too much!" Eter said solemnly.

"I'm not drunk at all." Bauhinia Butterfly said. She suddenly smiled inexplicably and said: "Etter, I know you... you and Mr. Rogge were good friends back then, right?"

Aite nodded and said: "Yes. You..."

He hesitated for a long time and suddenly asked: "Do you like Rogge?"

Redbud Butterfly did not answer. She drank another glass of strong wine and then smiled: "Of course not! I... have a grudge against him. I was forced to work for him in the first place. Haha, how could I like him? What about him? How could it be possible..."

She smiled with tears and poured herself another glass of wine.

Bang, the wine glass in Etter's hand shattered, and blood gushed out crazily from between his fingers. He stretched out his left hand to stop the redbud butterfly from drinking, but the hand reached halfway and finally stopped there.

Redbud Butterfly has no idea about this. She just wants to extinguish the pain that erupts like a volcano from the deepest part of her heart. She couldn't talk and knew that this relationship was destined to be fruitless. More importantly, she never wanted to give in!

However, Rogge's figure always lingered in front of her eyes. Such a man, no matter in terms of strategy, strength, or status, would leave her far behind. Even in the military strategy she was most proud of, she admired his decisiveness and cold-blooded performance in the Battle of Delaware. The proud Redbud Butterfly never thought that he would be defeated so completely.

Could this be the source of her pain? She didn't know.

"Guard! Send me... back." Redbud Butterfly finally fell down on the table.

Ete stood up, picked up the unconscious Redbud Butterfly, and walked out of the tavern. Everyone in the tavern knew that the magic swordsman was Redbud Butterfly's adjutant, so no one stopped him.

It’s just that Aite’s face was ashen and his hands were trembling faintly. Although his steps were steady, for some reason, everyone watching him leave felt that he was struggling with every step.

Rogg was completely unaware of what was happening thousands of miles away. All his thoughts were focused on the crystals of different sizes in front of him that emitted earthy yellow light. These crystals are the last vestiges of the Earthseer. The crystal fragments are as large as half a meter square and as small as the size of a palm. Most of the crystals had only a tiny bit of power left at this moment, but Rogge didn't care, he didn't need to draw power from these crystals.

Rogg stretched out his hands, and a broken crystal on the experimental table slowly floated to between his hands. Smoke-like silver light surged out of Rogge's hand, enveloping the broken crystals.

He closed his eyes, and the entire spiritual world slowly sank into the broken crystals.

I don’t know how long it took, but Rogge’s whole body was shaken and he opened his eyes. The broken crystals floating in his hand had long lost all luster, turned into fly ash bit by bit, and were annihilated. Rogge shook his head and took another broken crystal.

"If you do this, even if you use up all the crystals, you still won't be able to discover the secret of the power of the Earth Prophet."

"Then what should I do?" Rogge turned his head and asked Adelene who suddenly appeared.

His magic laboratory is the most tightly guarded in the entire Grand Temple, but this kind of defense can only target ordinary strong people. For a being like Adelene who can locate herself in the turbulence of space and travel between planes at will, ordinary defense is completely useless.

Adelene walked to Rogge, took a piece of broken crystal, and said with a smile: "You obviously learned your dark magic from Elesis. Since you can even cast the puppet spell, then she should learn all the I have taught you all the things. In fact, the puppet spell is composed of three independent parts. You see, as long as this part is extracted separately and slightly modified, the magic attributes and power contained in these broken crystals can be distributed. It’s all shown..."

Adelene's soft voice quietly revealed a whole new world to Rogge. He never thought that the world of dark magic was so profound and broad!

Elesis pursues all kinds of powerful and high-level magic. The puppet spell is her original creation, which fully demonstrates her unparalleled talent in magic. But Adelene is different. She is dedicated to the secret behind all magic, and what she studies is the essence that enables all dark magic to be cast. Therefore, in her magic system, there are only a few formed magics that require the help of the power of the dark gods, such as Dark Anecdotes. Most of the time, she uses pure, powerful, and overwhelming magical energy to directly catalyze her opponents into nothingness.

Looking from behind at this moment, the two figures immersed in the mysteries of the magical world look so harmonious and harmonious.

"That's about it, I'm leaving." Adelene said with a smile.

Rogge didn’t expect her to leave immediately, and said in surprise: “Are you leaving now?”

"The matter is over. If I don't leave, what else will I do?" Adelene looked at Rogge steadily.

Roger didn’t know why, but his heart was beating a little faster, and it was getting faster and faster.

Just when he was about to say something, Adelene's figure suddenly became blurred and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Her gentle laughter came from the other end of the space, ringing in Rogge's ears: "If I don't leave, I will die!"

Roger was stunned again. Adelene's strength has already exceeded his expectations, and even to this day he has not been able to understand all her details. Fatty already knew Milo's abilities. Although Rogge's absolute power is not great, his vision and control of power have always far exceeded his own power level. As for the other strong men in the Holy Realm, the current Fatty can almost be said to be clear at a glance.

Of course, there are a few exceptions to this. Such as Hughes, Sarah Winger, such as the Death Class. The identities of the boss and Hughes were mysterious, and as a killer, concealing the aura of power was one of the necessary skills for Death Squadron, so when Rogge looked at him, he always felt vague and unclear.

As for Weina and Fengyue, Rogge was still worried. Just one more look at these two terrifying existences will trigger an automatic counterattack from their power.

When he thought of these two guys, Rogge couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head. In contrast, Adelene was gentle and generous, both a mentor and a helpful friend, and even a bit like a confidante, which made him want to get closer to her more and more. Although her appearance was ordinary, Rogge had already seen all the beautiful women in the world and no longer cared about it.

The dark magic that Adelene just explained to him flowed through his heart one by one. She didn't teach Rogge any new magic, she just told him the secret to controlling magic.

Rogg raised his left hand. As the silver light in his eyes became stronger and stronger, a strange buzzing sound gradually sounded in the magic laboratory. In the blink of an eye, a ball of magic energy condensed on the top of Rogge's palm. It desperately absorbed the magic power from Rogge, grew rapidly, and the colors representing various attributes changed. Until its power stopped growing, the various changing colors faded away one by one. Finally, it turned into a round, crystal clear, white energy ball.

At the moment when all the colors faded away, the power contained in the light ball suddenly jumped up to a level as if it had been reborn, emitting a dazzling white brilliance!

All the magic items in the magic laboratory vibrated uneasily, as if they were echoing the energy ball containing powerful magic.

Looking at this pure magical energy with no attributes, Rogge couldn't help but feel secretly proud. The magic power contained in this ball of light can completely drive an eighth-level magic!

This is power!

Pure, no tricks, a power that does not depend on the level of control at all!

It wasn't until the moment when the magic energy ball broke through the air and sublimated that Rogge truly stepped into the Great Magical Forest!

He has activated eighth-level magic many times before. According to the general understanding of the magic world, he could have joined the ranks of the Grand Mage long ago. However, the difficulty of magic casting can be reduced as the caster gradually deepens his understanding of this magic. Rogge has a variety of methods to temporarily increase magic power, and his exquisite magic control power can ensure that he will not go out of control when casting magic beyond the level. question. Therefore, the minimum magic power required for him to cast eighth-level magic is much lower than that of an ordinary great mage.

Rogg looked at the energy light ball floating in front of him, and for a moment, he was filled with emotions.

Ten years.

It has been ten years since he came into contact with magic and officially became the Grand Mage!

Rogg has always relied on cunning, intrigue and understanding of power to deal with many strong men who are far more powerful than himself. But at this moment, when his absolute power is no longer lost to those strong men. At that time, looking at the world, how many people are his rivals?

His mood was agitated, a surge of heroic spirit arose spontaneously, and he almost wanted to roar!

At this moment, an insignificant stream of air came quietly and hit a point on the magic energy ball in Rogge's hand. In an instant, the balance of the magic energy ball was completely destroyed by this air flow. The pure magic energy lost its restraint and was instantly converted into various magical energy with different attributes under the influence of the external environment.

Magic energies of different attributes stirred up each other, canceling each other out and annihilating each other. In the blink of an eye, this terrifying energy that was so powerful that it could destroy the entire magic laboratory turned into a line of smoke and dispersed with the wind!

What kind of power control is contained in this simple hit!

Roger looked gloomy and his hands kept shaking. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"Is such a small amount of power worth being so excited? Huh, looking at the entire plane, there are a lot of people who can deal with your existence!" Wella's cold voice came from behind.

The fat man turned around and said with a wry smile: "It only took me ten years to become a great mage. Isn't that too slow?"

There was always a storm between Wella's eyebrows, and she said coldly: "Not slow? That's based on the standards of the human race! If you hadn't wasted time on the inexplicable magic of the demon race, as early as five You should have become a Grand Mage years ago! Humph, the threshold for becoming a Grand Mage in the human race is so low, what’s the wonder if you become one? Just think about it, the one who was ranked number one back then...that **** Necromancer, It's enough to deal with the five or six great wizards at the bottom, so you should know that the great wizard is actually not surprising."

When Rodriguez was mentioned again by Wella, Rogge remained silent. Every time his strength increases, he will get to know this unprecedented necromancer again. At first, he thought Rodriguez was just a powerful lich, but after meeting other great magicians, Fatty discovered that the number one necromancer was very different from other magicians.

But today, when he himself became a great wizard, he realized that Rodriguez was still like a towering mountain hidden in the clouds and mist in the distance. I don’t know what year or month it will take before he can walk to the foot of the mountain and look up to the top.

Recalling all the wealth Rodriguez left him, Rogge couldn't help but sigh. And the most precious asset left to him by the greatest necromancer was Feng Yue.

"Although the way the demons use their power is much better than your human race...well, you can no longer be considered a human being. But if those demons are really powerful, how could they have been in power for thousands of years? Are you losing ground in face-to-face battles? Hum, although Adelene is stronger than Elesis, she is still far from understanding the true nature of power, such as what she just taught you..."

Weina told the story and made gestures with her hands. The brilliance representing different power attributes flickered in her hands.

In the blink of an eye, the various ways of using magic that Adelene told Rogge were completely destroyed by Wella. The various supreme skills of using power in this plane are all displayed in those delicate hands with destructive power, which is breathtaking.

For just a moment, Rogge seemed like a transcendent existence, quietly watching the billions of years of history of this plane condensed into a short moment, flashing between Wella's hands.

It's a pity that these skills are very powerful, but they are all beyond the reach of Rogge.

Rogg finally sighed and said: "Wella, you said that the method Adelene taught me has various flaws, but what she taught me is something I can understand and use, and all of it is It was a purposeful attack on my shortcomings in using my power. Your power is far stronger than hers, so the demon's cultivation methods will naturally not be taken into account by you. But from the beginning to the end, you only do it occasionally. In addition to explaining the use of power to me, how could she have taught me so wholeheartedly before? The skills you are showing now are, I believe, the pinnacle of the human world, but are there any of them that I can use? ”

Weina was startled, then became furious, and a pair of golden cross stars slowly floated up. Under her endless pressure, Rogge suddenly found that he was completely unable to move!

However, he did not flinch, stared at Wella, and said: "You will only say that she can't do this and that. But you can come up with something I can use!"

Weina was extremely angry, and with the silver light in her hand flashing, the Dragon Soul Battle Spear was pointed at Rogge's throat. She was so angry that she spoke unscrupulously: "You pig that doesn't understand anything! I won't teach you. The way you use your power is for your own good! Why don't you think about why the damn, filthy Necromancer, who deserves all the curses in the world, doesn't leave his magical knowledge to you? You... You know now that Adeleni is good to you, but what about Fengyue, what have you been doing during this time, have you ever thought about her situation?!"

Roger's eyes suddenly lit up. He raised his head, met Wella's gaze, and said calmly: "Of course I won't forget it. Wella, you don't know everything about this matter..."

Before he finished speaking, Wella suddenly put away the Dragon Soul Battle Gun, flew forward, and stared at Rogge's pupils carefully, endlessly.

Roger frowned and asked: "What are you looking at?"

"Shut up!" Wella shouted, then she gently put her left hand on Rogge's forehead and said: "Let go of your spiritual world! There seems to be some strange things in your memory."

Rogg was dumbfounded by Wella, so he had to relax and let her explore his complicated and messy memories.

Wella suddenly snorted coldly~IndoMTL.com~It turned out that she had turned to the **** battle between Rogge and Mei Gang not long ago.

Immediately afterwards, the images of countless women emerged from the water, and the various images of them entangled with Rogge almost filled Wella's field of vision! Just as Wei Na was about to have a seizure, an image in her field of vision suddenly enlarged, and finally occupied the entire sea of ​​consciousness. That was the entanglement between Rogge and Mora. In Rogge's memory, after Mora's moaning face, two other figures faintly emerged!

Wella was stunned on the spot! Then a blush crept onto her skin.

Weina said nothing and wanted to quietly erase this memory. But before she could take action, all the memories in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly dispersed and turned into a void of nothingness!

In the endless darkness, the unknown **** with a body of 10,000 meters and three heads and thousands of eyes quietly surfaced.

Wella trembled uncontrollably.

The thousands of faces on the body of the **** suddenly opened their eyes towards Wella, and all the eyes were staring at her coldly!

In an instant, she could no longer scream, move, or escape!