Blasphemy: 7 The Holy Infant II

A few days later, Rogge stood silently in front of Amaro. This huge and powerful superior demon now looked extremely depressed. The magic circle that extracts its magic power has stopped operating long ago. With Amaro's current extremely weak physical condition, a little bit of energy extraction may kill it. Fortunately, there is enough energy stored in the ancient elf tree to support it for a while.

"Amaro, what's going on?" Rogge asked.

Amoluo was lying on the ground. When he heard Rogge's voice, he just moved one of his huge ears to indicate that he heard it.

No matter how Rogge threatened or lured him, he just refused to say a word.

Rogg has learned from the elf mage that the magic circle that extracted Amaro's spiritual power on the night of the accident suddenly ran wildly, draining almost all of his vitality. Now it seems that without ten days and a half, even Amaro, who has amazing resilience, would not be able to recover. However, the three elf mages present that night were knocked unconscious at the same time, and only Amaro knew what happened.

I heard from the elf mages that Amaro seemed to have had a premonition of something at that time and was very panicked. He even asked them to increase the defense of the hall.

It seems that only Amaro knows the truth, but it has made up its mind not to say a word, leaving Rogge helpless. The fat man was not sad about Amaro's life energy, he was just worried about this powerful man who came from nowhere and could come and go at will in the City of Oracles.

This time when he returned to the City of Oracle, he originally wanted to arrange everything before going north to the empire and fight to the death with the druids. The battle with Yunxiao City is different from the battle between the two countries. The battle between the strong men on both sides will determine the outcome of the war. At this point, Rogge is quite confident.

This confidence largely comes from the Druid elders who are still imprisoned in Dresden. This elder has become an excellent test subject for Rogge to experiment with various tortures and dark and undead magic. Of course, he would not forget to interrogate all the druid spells in the elder's memory. Unfortunately, most of the powerful magic of the Druid requires belief in the goddess of nature. No matter how talented Rogge is in magic, he will never be able to use it.

If the other elders in the Presbyterian Church are at the same level as this elder, then Rogge will be sure to win. But there are many variables in the war. For example, the true strength of the Sky's Fury and the movements of the Silver Dragon Clan are enough to determine the outcome.

This time going north, Rogge did not plan to bring too many people with him, and only brought the Dark Side of the Moon with him. He left all the Ticton warriors in the principality. Now Dulin is tracking the orcs' tracks in the mountains, while Redbud Butterfly is busy building a training camp. But Fatty is not yet at ease with them. Led by the powerful Zhagur, the fierce Tickton warriors are enough to suppress the small rebellion that the two brothers and sisters may bring.

After Rogge took a quick look at various workshops and laboratories in the city, he returned to the Temple of the Divine Envoy. An elf supervisor was already waiting there.

"How are things going lately?"

"Lord Rogge, under the blessing of Shiloh, four new lives have been added to the Oracle City this month, three women and one man. In the past six months, there have been twenty new elves in the entire Oracle City. This The speed is faster than other elven tribes. I think in another hundred years, we can expect the prosperity of Oracle City."

Roger remained silent for a long time and said: "Gather all the baby elves who are less than two years old and send them to Dresden to receive the baptism of the Holy Light. This will be good for the elves when they grow up."

The supervisor agreed. Rogge finally couldn't help but ask: "Between you elf couple, well, I mean... why are there so few and so slow births?"

The supervisor was stunned and did not expect Rogge to ask such a question, but he still replied: "Elves can only have one offspring every ten years, you already know this. Moreover, newborn elves need careful care from their parents and tribes. It will take thirty years to become independent. This is a huge burden on both parents and the tribe. So we are not willing to have too many offspring."

Roger nodded and said nothing more. In fact, even if the elves were willing to give birth, they wouldn't be able to produce many offspring. Although the fat man is impatient, there is no point in being anxious about this matter.

Rogg suddenly thought that throughout the history of the continent, all powerful races with long lifespans basically faced the problem of low fertility. This is true whether it is a dragon or a giant who is extremely powerful individually, or an elf who has created a brilliant magical civilization. According to the records, even in the glorious era, the total number of citizens in the great elven empire never exceeded ten million. On the contrary, dwarves, humans and even orcs with relatively short life spans and low individual abilities have all established huge empires. Nowadays, humans with the lowest individual abilities have become the most powerful race on the continent. The territory of the human empire occupies more than half of the known part of the continent. The dwarf empire is also all over the place. In the deep mountains that are difficult for humans to set foot, there are dwarf underground cities one after another.

Sufficient wisdom, a large population, proper division of labor and cooperation, and enough passion are the keys to the rise and glory of a race. Everything about elves is good, but they are few in number, too few. Although Rogge was careful, the number of elves was still getting smaller and smaller. Even adding the 200,000 elves remaining in the green sea, it actually didn't help. Looking at the situation of the human race, there are now nearly 10 million people in the Principality of Are alone. Rogge suddenly understood that it was no longer possible for the elves to return to their glory days.

But that's the elf's trouble, not his.

The fat man tiptoed towards a familiar figure and hugged her in his arms.

The elf who was attacked did not panic at all. She looked back and saw Rogge, and immediately said: "Master Rogge, I think you are the only one who can do such a boring thing. Where do you want to do it this time? I Put down what you are holding and come find you."

Rogg pushed her against the wall and said with a smile: "Right here! Now!"

Ai Feier finally panicked and said hurriedly: "Not here, this is the corridor! Someone will see it!"

Seeing Effie's panicked expression, Rogge was indescribably happy. Taking advantage of the fact that she was holding clothes in both hands, he quickly untied Effie's clothes and occupied her body in one fell swoop.

The fat man moved and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of! Even if someone comes, I will find out in advance. Besides, it doesn't matter if others see it."

"But..." Eiffel kept struggling, trying in vain to escape from Rogge's hands, "Someone is watching now!"

Roger smiled and said: "Where is there someone..."

Roger turned his head and saw Feng Die standing at the other end of the corridor, watching them quietly.

"Fengdie? You...when did you come?"

Feng Die smiled slightly and said: "We just arrived, you continue."

Under Fengdie's inexplicable gaze, Rogge suddenly felt uncomfortable all over. He let go of his hand and Eiffel took the opportunity to escape. She tidied her clothes, picked up the laundry scattered on the floor, and left in a hurry.

Just after turning a corner, Eiffel was stopped by the sudden appearance of Fengdie.

Feng Die looked at Effier with a keen eye, and Effier also looked at her up and down. Fengdie now wears a brand new armor, which is still tailor-made for her and decorated with rose branches with various magical effects. It's just that the coloring of the armor is contrary to the blue or green tones favored by the elves, and is instead made of black as the base and decorated with red. If Feng Die was said to be delicate and delicate in the past, at this moment, her unparalleled beauty contained a sinister and murderous aura.

"Who are you? Why can you feel my presence?" Feng Die asked coldly.

"My name is Eiffel, an elf and a maid. I am responsible for cleaning the Temple of the Divine Envoy. If there are other responsibilities, it is to sleep with the Lord Divine Envoy when he asks. Do you still have any questions?"

Fengdie moved her right hand slightly, and a dark green dagger jumped into her hand. At this time, she was wearing a fingerless chain glove on her right hand, and the long nails on her five fingers were dyed a dark green that was almost black. These nails are dyed with magic paint, and their function is not only beautiful and decorative.

"Ai Feier! How did you sense my existence? If you don't tell the truth, then I don't mind killing a maid!"

Effier did not panic at all and said: "Lord Fengdie, you used to be a moonlight lily growing under the ancient elf tree, but now you have turned into a beautiful and dangerous blood-red rose. City of Oracles It is a peaceful garden, and **** roses like yours are very conspicuous no matter where they appear. It was just because I smelled the murderous aura on your body that I noticed your arrival."

Fengdie was stunned for a long time before sighing faintly. She flicked the five fingers of her right hand, and the dark green dagger was sheathed silently.

When Eiffel saw him, she hugged her clothes and walked away.

"Wait a minute!" Fengdie suddenly stopped Eiffel, "Rogge... will come to you as soon as he comes back. Have you been like this before?"

Aiffel thought for a while and said: "The Envoy of God has not known me for a long time. From the time we met, he stayed in the City of Oracle for a total of fifteen days, and I slept with him seventeen times. That’s it.”

Fengdie was caught off guard by Effier's straightforwardness. She felt a breath stuck in her chest and didn't know what to say.

"Why!" She looked at Effier's back and finally shouted.

"Because I don't want anything, so he doesn't feel any pressure!" came Aifeier's clear voice.

A few days later, Rogge left the City of Oracle with the Dark Side of the Moon in full costume. He also brought more than twenty elf baby girls with him on this trip. As soon as you enter the Principality, you will see couples rushing towards Dresden with their newborn children on the avenue.

Before rushing to Dresden, Rogge issued an order to the entire principality, saying that he would select the next candidate saint for the Eye of Wisdom. The selection range is for delicate and intelligent baby girls under one year old, and there is a special note at the end of the announcement that there is no restriction on race.

If a baby girl is chosen by the goddess, she will be nurtured by the eyes of wisdom until she grows up. The parents of a baby girl will not only receive a large amount of wealth, but also will be promoted immediately if they hold military or public positions. If you are a noble with a title, you will also be given a new residence and be promoted in the title.

Such favorable conditions immediately caused a sensation throughout the Principality of Arei. Almost all families who had recently given birth to a baby girl rushed to Dresden with their children. They all heard that the goddess will personally bless all the holy babies with the holy light during the selection. After receiving the goddess's blessing, the girl's life will be safe, smooth, rich and beautiful. In this case, even if you fail to choose, there will still be many benefits.

Of course these are rumors that Rogge sent out intentionally.

In fact, he just learned through the flames of the altar that the strong holy light used when selecting baby girls would do great damage to these baby girls. A baby girl who can withstand the burning of the Holy Light is an ideal candidate for birth.

Roger walked back and forth in front of the altar, thinking repeatedly about how to make this lie perfect. Fortunately, the damage caused by the Holy Light to the baby girl is not fatal, and most of the symptoms may not be discovered until many years later. Such a long time has exceeded the scope of Rogge's consideration.

In a short period of time, more than two thousand baby girls have been sent to the Eye of Wisdom’s main hall in Dresden, and more baby girls are being sent one after another. Even if he knew that the Holy Light would harm the baby girl, Rogge was not prepared to cancel the plan. A goddess who has successfully arrived, and a goddess who has always been very caring to him, will have a decisive impact on the situation in the entire north. Coupled with Feng Yue's challenge to the Silver Dragon King, he temporarily postponed his plan to travel north. After all, these two are the top priorities at hand. What Fatty is worried about now is whether the druids still have enough strength to dedicate manpower to cause trouble for him under the current situation. In the past few battles, the druids suffered heavy losses.

Anyway, it's not easy to cause trouble in Fatty's territory.

With such a large number of baby girls gathered, Rogge thought he would be able to please the goddess to some extent, but what came from the altar flame was only a noncommittal answer, indicating that the fat man's results were barely acceptable. This made Rogge a little confused. He mobilized the power of the country to gather so many baby girls. Who could do this better than him?

The Bone Dragon also has the same question.

Wella used the pure white sacred flame to create an exquisite sacred flame lounge chair for herself. At this moment, she was leaning on the chair freely, flipping through the memories in the origin of God.

Hearing Bone Dragon's question, she lazily replied: "By the scheduled day of divine selection, there will be a total of 3,100 baby girls to choose from. What is this! Back then, the Church of Light prepared for the ordinary advent of Angels have provided thousands of alternative bodies. The perfect body I had when I first came was chosen from who knows how many people, and I don’t know how long the church has been cultivating it. Let him choose it for me. There is really nothing we can do about the body that has come. There are only 3,000 choices, so you have to be very lucky to find the one you like. Well, just use it for now. If you see a good body in the future, you might as well change it."

The Bone Dragon first flattered her a lot, and then said cautiously: "Master Wella, aren't you interested in Nicholas's body? The Silver Miracle's body should be better than these ordinary baby girls?"

Weina sighed and said: "The high-level dragons are not that easy to deal with. I am not very sure that I can capture Nicholas alive. Even if I catch him, the process of destroying his soul will definitely be very difficult. Huh, in this process , if someone with evil intentions or my subordinates does something, wouldn’t I be in danger?"

The bone dragon's heart jumped and he hurriedly said: "Master Weina, I am very loyal!"

Weina said calmly: "Gregory, the 'loyalty', your loyalty will become a model for future generations."

Just when Bone Dragon wanted to show his loyalty again, he saw the holy flame on Wella's recliner suddenly extinguished!

Then the world in the painting appeared with ripples, like a distorted mirror, which finally broke under the huge pressure. The strong wind caused the bone dragon to turn several somersaults one after another, and was thrown hundreds of meters away before it stabilized its body.

Feng Yue and Weina once again faced each other in the air, but this time, there was something inexplicable between them.

"Feng Yue, you recover so quickly, where did you find the energy?"

Feng Yue did not answer, but she seemed to be full of strength and had no intention of attacking.

Weina smiled faintly and said, "If you don't tell me, I will know it after a while."

Feng Yue suddenly said: "Why don't you want this body? Haven't you always wanted to grab control?"

Weina chuckled and said: "Because I think your conditions are not good enough! You want to use your body in exchange for my protection of him. Although I like your body very much, protecting him not only goes against my heart, This in itself is a very troublesome thing. Humph, I endured it very hard several times so that I didn't accidentally kill him. You actually want me to protect him? Fengyue, you really just want to be implanted Is it the instinct deep in the soul that does this?"

Feng Yue said calmly: "The motivation is not what I care about. Now you have lost an opportunity, I have regained my strength, let's fight again."

"Feng Yue, from the moment you returned to the abandoned land and fell into a deep sleep, whether you wanted to admit it or not, you finally lost to me once. I neither wanted your body nor killed him. You always Should you compensate me a little? Well, from now on, only I have the right to make the first move between us, what do you think?"

Feng Yue was startled, she didn't expect Wella to propose such a weird condition. In the past, a fight could break out between them at any time, and they were all on guard against each other, so it made no difference who struck first.

On that day, when Feng Yue finally couldn't maintain her existence in another world and had to return to the world of death, she knew that even if she was seriously injured, even if she was in good condition, she could not be the opponent of Wella, who had been fully prepared. . So she chose to kill the Silver Dragon Ancient Emperor with almost death, and exchanged herself for Wella's protection of Rogge in the future.

Of course Fengyue knew that Wella could completely ignore her request.

It’s just that she really tried her best.

Looking at the stunned Feng Yue, Weina pressed her again, and Feng Yue finally nodded in confusion.

Weina's clear and proud laughter immediately echoed in the sky of the death world: "Fengyue! I don't want your body anymore. For the time being, he is still of some use to me. I won't kill him yet, so now I I have no interest in fighting you. Just keep carrying the shame of defeat! Haha, as for whether I accept your challenge in the future, it depends on my mood!"

Feng Yue opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but couldn't.

The Bone Dragon flapped its wings and howled in the distance: "Master Wella! You are so..." It suddenly remembered that as a Light Angel of Wella, being despicable and shameless was obviously not a qualified compliment. But her current behavior seems to have nothing to do with words like sanctity and nobility.

For the first time in his life, Bone Dragon couldn't find a suitable flatterer.

Weina looked at the stunned Fengyue and said with a smile: "When I finish teaching those arrogant silver dragons, I will come to that world. After successfully arriving, I will help you get rid of the shackles of the abandoned land. From now on, you will be able to live in that world for a long time."

Feng Yue said calmly: "I will protect you during your arrival."

Weina smiled sweetly and said: "This makes me feel more at ease. Neither the 'loyal' Grigory nor him are reliable people." "When you succeed in coming, I will I will hand over the complete origin of God to you. In exchange, you must protect him from now on."

Weina was startled and said: "What about you?"

Feng Yue said calmly: "I will be reborn in the world of death. Within a few decades, I will regain my current strength."

Weina sighed: "I understand what you mean. If we share the origin of God now, the strength of both of us will be weakened. Our previous battles were all for the complete origin of God, for the complete Power. Fengyue, you are afraid that you cannot protect him with your current power, so you repeatedly ask me to protect him with complete power! It seems that you have already felt something. However, your method will not work. Follow Let me do it!"

One after another, sacred flames surged out from Weina's body. In the blink of an eye, the sacred flames completely enveloped the beautiful demon lotus. Wella flew toward the thick lead clouds in the sky. ~IndoMTL.com~ The clouds gathered quickly as if alive, resisting Wella. But under her incomparably hot holy flame, all the obstructions were burned away.

Feng Yue also rushed into the clouds, but before she could get very far, the endless pressure from the lead clouds made it difficult for her to move forward.

She recalled Wella's method of crossing the clouds, her eyes flashed with silver light, and a clear and long roar echoed among the lead clouds. This clear whistle is long and solemn, and it sounds like the sound of a hymn.

Suddenly, an extremely intense pillar of holy light that ran through the world appeared in the world of death!

The holy light dispersed the lead cloud.

Feng Yue broke through the clouds of the death world for the first time.

A soft and warm golden light fell on Feng Yue, and the sacred aura in the light made her feel extremely kind.

Feng Yue suddenly raised her head, silently looking at the hundred-meter-high gate to heaven.

"That...where is that place?"

"That's...where we should be..."