Blasphemy: 8th Honorable Mention

The Grand Duke's Palace.

Fengdie lay quietly in the magic circle, falling into the deepest sleep. Around her body, a silver magic circle was slowly rotating, constantly producing silver mist, which neutralized the thick blood mist coming from Feng Die.

In the battle that day, Feng Die, who was completely controlled by bloodthirsty and murderous desire, killed more than half of the Druid warriors by herself. The more lives she harvested, the stronger her power became, but it became more and more difficult. self-control. This is the power of the dark curse. If there is enough time and killing, this curse can completely create a death walking in the world!

However, the strong men of all races obviously will not tolerate a completely out-of-control killing machine. Even all kinds of powerful creatures with advanced intelligence will not sit back and watch such a death that regards all living beings as its enemy grow and grow.

Compared with the dark curse, the curse attached to the soul-eating dagger is indeed one level lower, so it is completely suppressed and dispelled by the power of the dark curse.

Originally, Rogge's magic power could not cast such a powerful curse at all, but the demons are masters of dark magic. The black crystal left by Elesis not only records the method of casting the dark curse directly with magic power, but also Detailed explanation of the principles of the Dark Curse and the system that supports the continuous operation of the entire curse. In a sense, the various powerful dark magics left by Elesis may not be as valuable as the principles of these magics.

With Elesis's magic power, it is of course possible to cast the dark curse without relying on any external force, but Rogge does not have this strength. Fortunately, he still possesses some knowledge of necromancy magic from the lich Elgra, and is assisted by the powerful magic potion concocted by Froya. On the basis of consuming a large amount of rare magic materials, he can use the magic emblem to transform the darkness into a magic emblem. The difficulty of casting the curse was successfully reduced to the level of seventh-level magic.

The price is the consumption of a large amount of magic materials. This is a perfect reproduction of the magic equivalent theory of gold coins proposed by Faith back then.

After every killing, Feng Die will fall into a deep sleep. When she wakes up, she may be controlled by the power of the curse. At this time, Rogge will rely on the soul contract with Fengdie to work with her to suppress the power of the curse and restore Fengdie's mental clarity. But what makes Rogge strange is that there is a new force in Feng Die's body that is fighting against the dark curse. It is precisely because of the existence of this power that Feng Die has successfully escaped the invasion of many curse forces. Otherwise, It is difficult for Rogge's magic power alone to suppress the dark curse.

Rogg once asked Fengdie not to kill anyone, but she couldn't control her desire to kill at all. Later, this request was changed to not killing too many people. However, every time he saw the Druid, Feng Die would harvest lives almost crazily, completely ignoring the possible consequences. In her words, hunting as many druids as possible is the only meaning of her existence.

Looking at Fengdie sleeping in the blood mist, Rogge suddenly remembered the first time he met her, and the stunning moment when the helmet was taken off.

At that time, the elves who were accompanied by the giant white tiger were still simple, kind, proud and a little naive. She was able to succumb to Rogge's shameless request in order to save the lives of the two little giants, and even planned to sacrifice her life for this and die with Rogge.

A few years later, Fengdie was sleeping quietly in the blood mist. Although her appearance was still as beautiful as before, where was her heart?

Roger sighed quietly. If it weren't for his appearance, Fengdie would still be so proud, simple and happy. Even if the entire elves would slowly die out in the central mountain range, so what? She is just an ordinary elf woman, so why worry about a thousand years later?

Angel?

Roger felt more and more that the divine messenger, whether real or fake, was nothing more than a small ripple in the river of destiny. Since coming to the north, as his status and strength have improved, his horizons have broadened, and all kinds of strong men have begun to appear one by one. In fact, how these strong people originally lived is how they still live now. Except for a few directly related to him, Rogge's appearance had little impact on them.

To put it simply, the reason why Rogge didn't have any strong people in his previous life was simply because he was not qualified enough to enter this circle and participate in the game.

Even though he now has all the power and his magic power has improved rapidly, in the eyes of these powerful men who have been famous for a long time, Fatty is still a clown-like figure. He has never overestimated his abilities. It is pure nonsense to say that the future rise and fall of the elves depend on him alone. If the revival of the elves depended on one person, then such a race should have been exterminated long ago.

Rogg suddenly became interested. He is obsessed with fighting for power and only wants to defeat the Church of Light one day. But if that day really comes... He suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in his heart, and felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

Roger sighed. Now he is unable to get off the tiger. There are too many enemies to defeat in front of him, and countless people are watching from behind. If he does not move forward, his fate will be to be defeated by those who come after him.

Sail against the current. If you don’t advance, you will retreat.

Rogg quietly left the room and ordered the elf guards to take care of Fengdie. He went to the Eye of Wisdom to supervise the progress of the Holy Infant.

The area around the sacred and solemn main hall of the Eye of Wisdom has now become a large market, extremely noisy.

In the open space next to the main hall, dozens of rows of tents have been set up to accommodate parents who come from afar and provide food for these visitors. As for those nobles or wealthy people, they would naturally find a decent hotel to stay in.

Thousands of baby girls have now been placed in the hands of the Eyes of Wisdom. The Holy Child is an oracle given by the goddess, so the church attaches great importance to it from Saint Mora on down. All the houses in the street behind the main temple were requisitioned to temporarily house these baby girls. Fortunately, there are hundreds of thousands of Eye of Wisdom believers, so they have enough manpower to take care of these baby girls.

Rogg, accompanied by Mora, walked from room to room. There are more than 20 baby girls placed in each room. Each baby girl has a nameplate around her neck with the relevant information of her parents written on it to prevent confusion.

Tomorrow is the day when the goddess personally chooses the saint.

Those who only want to rely on their daughters to climb up the ladder and have some ways to do so will seize this last day to work hard and try to use certain channels to give their daughters a better chance of being chosen by the goddess. It is said that the front row position closest to the altar's sacred fire during the ceremony has been sold for more than a hundred gold coins, although being close to the altar does not necessarily mean that the goddess will pay more attention.

Roger knows all these things. But not only did he not mind, he even secretly supported the underground activities of auctioning the location of the ceremony, and made a little fortune from it. A philosopher once said that if you live in an attic next to water, you can be the first to see the moon in the water. Most people in the secular world have this same intention. When the gold coins are spent, they feel that they have done their best. As for whether this move is really useful, few people are willing to think deeply about it.

After walking through more than a dozen rooms and looking at the seemingly endless corridor, Rogge finally became impatient and couldn't help but ask: "How many baby girls are there in total?"

Moura thought about it for a moment and said gently: "There are three thousand and eighty-six people in total. But it will be time for the ceremony tomorrow, and there will be more baby girls being delivered one after another."

Rogg nodded and said with satisfaction: "That's quite a lot. You take good care of them, I'll go back first." As he said that, Rogge walked out of the room.

Mora still said in a gentle but emotionless voice: "The goddess's holy infant will receive the best care...ah!"

Suddenly, without any warning, a shiny, delicate brown boot appeared outside the door, crossing Rogge's path.

The fat man was caught off guard, tripped over the boot and fell down.

In the face of sudden changes, Rogge remained calm in the face of danger. He shouted low, a faint silver light appeared all over his body, and he actually kept his forward posture and stood still in the air! Then the fat man's body suddenly moved one meter in a very strange way, and at the same time, a black flame ball flew towards the sneak attacker with a roar!

The brown boots suddenly retracted, and then fell from the air, just in time to pass the demonic flame ball, stepped on the fat man's butt, and heavily trampled Rogge to the ground, as if he had known that he was going to hit him in the air. Panning is normal.

Moura exclaimed, and with a wave of her right hand, the protective silver light on Rogge became stronger. She then danced gracefully with her hands and chanted a spell rapidly in her mouth, seemingly preparing to launch an attack spell.

Mora's spells were recited quickly and quickly, and powerful power could not help but flow out of her. In terms of spell casting speed, it was far faster than an ordinary mage. It seems that this is also one of her abilities as a magician.

But the sneak stepped on Rogge with one foot, grabbed it with his other delicate hand, and a strong force caused Mora to fly over. Maura, who had been reciting more than half of the spell, suddenly lost her voice. It turned out that her small mouth had been firmly sealed by the attacker's mouth.

Mora struggled desperately, but the attacker's hands and tongue were very powerful, and she was not able to resist at all. Maura was ashamed and panicked. For a moment, she only noticed the attacker's eyes, which were like a bottomless pool... In her desperation, Maura forgot all about her magical skills, and she only He bit down **** the tongue that did all kinds of evil. However, her silver teeth could do nothing against that unscrupulous tongue!

At this time, Rogge's voice sounded dumbfounded: "Annie, stop fooling around! Mora is not someone you can bully casually."

The sneak attacker was Androni, who had disappeared for a long time. She smiled and let go of Mora.

Maura's face was red, ashamed and angry. Just now she grabbed Androni's **** when she was struggling. Now when she took a closer look, she discovered her daughter's body. She had never encountered such a strange thing before, and she was so confused that she didn't know what to do.

Androni loosened and lifted her boots, and Roger stood in front of her.

Roger looked up and down at Androni, not missing an inch, especially her **** and legs. Androni became more and more uncomfortable looking at him. She felt that the place where Rogge's gaze had glanced was burning and unspeakably uncomfortable. Under the fat man's solid gaze, Androni suddenly felt as if she was not wearing any clothes at all.

In the blink of an eye, she was as ashamed and angry as Maura. Androni waved her hand, covered Rogge's eyes with her delicate hands, and shouted: "Damn fat man! You dare to look around! Believe it or not, I'll give you a good beating!"

Before she finished her vicious threat, her face suddenly turned pale, and her delicate hand was retracted as if bitten by a poisonous snake. Not only that, she subconsciously slid back several meters in an instant.

The fat man smiled triumphantly, stretched out his hand to wipe his lips, smelled it under his nose, and said, "Your hands still smell so good!"

Androni's face turned cold with anger, and she suddenly rushed towards Rogge.

With a loud sound, her body suddenly froze! It turned out that Rogge had already placed a transparent magic barrier between the two of them at some point. The blue light on Androni's body flashed away, and Rogge's magic barrier was easily broken through by her. A delicate hand immediately clasped towards Rogge's throat like lightning.

Roger showed no resistance this time and allowed Androni to grab his throat. To be honest, Androni's hands were cold and greasy. If her hands weren't too strong, it would be really enjoyable to be held by her.

"Annie, it seems that you have entered the holy realm! But your level is still a little behind, so you have to continue practicing. How can you get angry when someone provokes you?"

Moura on the side was shocked. She never expected that this stunning woman, who became more and more charming and had weird hobbies, was already a strong man in the holy realm, and she was still so young! What surprised her even more was that Rogge, who always seemed incompetent, could teach Androni a serious lesson, and Androni actually listened attentively!

On this day, Maura suddenly felt that the world was in chaos, and she couldn't help but began to secretly pray to the goddess. Just halfway through the silent prayer, Androni suddenly glanced at her. The ambiguous look that seemed to be a smile but not a smile made Maura panic, and she immediately forgot the second half of the prayer.

Androni's eyes fell on Rogge's face again. The evil smile on Fatty's face made her gnash her teeth in hatred. She tightened her hand and completely squeezed Rogge's throat. But the fat man looked unconcerned and stopped breathing completely. Given his physique, he would be fine even if he didn't breathe for most of the day.

Androni suddenly took out a piece of paper from her arms, looked at Rogge with a half-smile, and said, "Can you explain what this wanted order is about?"

The notice depicts Androni in men's clothing. Her appearance is lifelike. Not only is she similar in appearance, but her proud and charming demeanor is also vividly portrayed. At first glance, it was obvious that this portrait was not only painted by a famous artist, but also must have been pointed out by someone who was very familiar with her. Hanging on her waist is a long sword that emits an exaggerated blue light. It is obvious that it is alluding to her starry sky.

The charges on the wanted order are very ridiculous, saying that Androni robbed the purchasing personnel of the Grand Duke's Palace, stole a certain amount of purchasing money, and injured several servants who did not know martial arts. Regardless of these trivial charges, the warrant convicted Androni of insulting Prince Rogge's reputation, so the reward for her capture alive was 30,000 gold coins.

Roger chuckled and said: "You disappeared for so long, and there was no news at all, so I thought of this way. Isn't this how I found you, haha!"

Androni snorted, loosened her left hand, and spread out a snow-white hand in front of Rogge: "You want me to stay? Easy! But since you have issued a wanted order, now I have put myself I brought it, so... bring me 30,000 gold coins! Not a single gold coin less! Damn fat man, don’t try to play any tricks with me this time! Bring the money honestly!"

This time, it was Rogge's turn to change his expression.

A moment later, Androni was already sitting in the high-backed chair belonging to Rogge in the Grand Duke's Mansion, her long legs resting unceremoniously on the magnificent desk.

Her right hand was casually flipping through the documents on Rogge's desk, and her white left hand was spread out in front of Rogge. The meaning was very clear: bring the money.

Roger stood aside and said in a low voice: "Miss, what do you want so much money for? What do you want, just say no to me?" He said while staring at Androni Her legs and her lustful heart were beating uncontrollably.

Androni shook the document in her hand and said: "Of course money is useful! Food, housing, entertainment, which one does not cost money? What piece of equipment can I like? Isn’t it worth tens of thousands of gold coins? Look, this document clearly states that the equipment of a hundred-man cavalry unit will cost you ten thousand gold coins. Huh, these one hundred cavalry are not enough for me to kill in one day. You and me Spend your money on them, why not give it to me!"

Roger chuckled and said, "Annie, with your ability, if you want to make some money... isn't that very easy?"

What he meant was that with Androni's strength, she could make a fortune whether she was stealing or robbing.

Androni glanced at Rogge strangely and said: "Damn fat man, I didn't expect you to be so stingy! You are now the head of a country, and you can't even part with 30,000 gold coins. Since you are so embarrassed , then I will go back to the south. No matter if I ask my father or my brother, I will always get tens of thousands of gold coins. But this is okay, I finally know that in your heart I am not even as good as tens of thousands of gold coins. ”

After saying that, she stood up and wanted to leave.

Rogg stopped Androni who was about to leave, and said with a wry smile: "Annie, it's not that I can't bear to part with these gold coins, but I have no money at all. Too many things happened some time ago, and the principality's treasury has long been It’s empty. Thirty thousand gold coins is nothing in your eyes, but this money is enough to run the entire Dresden institution for three months! Anne, if you need anything, just say it. If you really need money, I will I can find a way to get it for you. But... I'm not afraid of your jokes. I really don't have any money to waste on you now."

Androni looked at Rogge with clear watery eyes and said: "Rogge, if I go to any country to stay for a year now, not to mention other things, the monarch will get it at least for a year. One or two hundred thousand gold coins. So the money I get from you is not too much. In fact, you are right, money is nothing to me. But why should I sacrifice my life for you for no reason? ? Your current enemies are many and strong. Whether it is the Silver Dragon Clan, the City of Yunxiao, or the Church of Light that you want to deal with, which one is not full of strong people? Even if I already have the power of the Holy Domain, I still I dare not say that I can definitely protect myself. I have sacrificed so much for you, what can you give me?"

Roger was stunned.

He really couldn't think of any reason why Androni would work for him. Androniko had done a lot for him all along. Even if Androniko could ignore Rogge's conspiracy to obtain her body, he had never given Androniko anything. There was no money or equipment, and if there was any love between them, there seemed to be no love between them.

Androni said again: "Roger, what you like is not me as a person, but the sword in my hand. Maybe you think I'm pretty good-looking and you're still interested in me. But to be honest , what you want to use most is just the power of the Holy Domain that I have. If one day I lose the power of the Holy Domain, or there is a more powerful person around you, what will you do to me? Will you still be like this? Do you value me? Stop joking. Since we are just using each other, of course I have to charge a price. This is just to remind you, don’t think that you are the only smart person in the world and can always take advantage of others without any cost!

Roger was silent for a moment, suddenly closed the door, and then untied his robe.

"What do you want to do?" Androni's face changed, then returned to normal, and she snorted coldly: "If you want to take advantage, you might as well give it a try. Before I break a few of your ribs, If you touch it, I, Androni, will be at your disposal from now on!"

Rogg ignored her fierce gaze and continued to take off all his clothes. He picked up an inconspicuous thin scale armor that he was wearing next to his body and handed it to Androni: "What do you think of this breastplate, if you help me for three years?"

Androni took the breastplate and looked left and right. Apart from the fact that it looked like it had been buried underground for hundreds of years, there was nothing unusual about it.

"Is this a good thing, worthy of you wearing it? Well, you have guessed that I am going to ask for payment, so you put on a temporary breastplate to trick me!"

Roger smiled and didn't answer.

Androni snorted, and a small ball of blue light condensed on the tip of her right index finger, pointing towards the breastplate. The power of her finger is comparable to a high-grade magic sword.

But the breastplate made a muffled sound and was unscathed. Androni's finger, which could pierce through the entire body of steel armor, didn't even scrape off a speck of dust that seemed to be attached to the fine scales!

Androni was shocked. This time, her entire right hand was wrapped in blue light, and she grabbed hard at the breastplate.

Of course, it was still in vain.

Androni then carefully observed the breastplate. The breastplate was still made up of small, dusty scales, and looked like it was covered in dust. No matter how hard she looked, she couldn't see why this breastplate had such terrifying defensive power. Although it seems that the breastplate has no ability to defend against magic, its defensive power alone is enough to rank among the artifacts.

"Is this something you need to save your life? Are you willing to give it up?"

Roger smiled calmly and said, "I've already given it to you. Do I want it back again?"

"You are a magician, although you are a bit different. Is this breastplate very important to you?"

Roger said: "I'm not as fragile as ordinary magicians. Besides, it's not that easy for others to kill me. You also know that my body is special. But you have always fought with people in close combat. This chest Armor penetration will be more effective on you. Except for artifacts, I think there are basically no magic weapons that can break through this breastplate."

Androni suddenly smiled sweetly and said: "Damn fat man, you are pretending to be generous. You want to convince me and let me be moved by it! And then push the breastplate back to you? Humph, since you take such care of me Of course I can't refuse your kindness, so I will accept this breastplate!"

The fat man chuckled and didn't care at all.

Androni added: "But this armor alone is not enough! Think about it, the cost of asking the Death Squadron to protect you is the dragon-slaying gun, and you want to tie me up with just a breastplate. Three years? Although I'm worse than the Death Class, you can't just send me away like this."

Roger opened his mouth and said: "But the Dragon-Slaying Spear is not mine. Inviting the Death Squadron is Elder Hughes's business. What else do you want? I don't have any artifact in my hand anymore. ."

"Well, just do me a little favor." Androni said ambiguously: "I like Maura very much, how about you help me get her?"

Roger looked around hurriedly and whispered: "Absolutely not! She is the saint with the eye of wisdom! I once saw the arrival of Audreyh with my own eyes. You know, if you offend a god, That’s no small matter!”

Androni's eyes lit up, she moved closer to Rogge, and lowered her voice: "I heard...Audreyh chose the Holy Infant, the real purpose is to come to this world?"

Roger was not surprised that she knew such secret information. If any strong man in the Sanctuary is willing to put down his arrogance, he will be a very difficult eavesdropper and **** to guard against.

Roger nodded.

Androni's eyes became brighter and brighter. She bit her lower lip, and for a moment she was full of charm: "If Audreyhe comes to a baby girl, she must be very weak at the beginning. Damn fat man, if ...If you can help me get Audreyh started, let alone helping you for three years, I can do whatever you want for the rest of my life!"

Roger was shocked. Deep in his heart, he still had the instinctive fear of Audreyh.

"You actually want to take advantage of a god? Are you crazy? Annie, you have just entered the Holy Realm, and your power is not even comparable to the power shown by Audreyh! You want to provoke If she gets angry, she will kill us all!"

Androni glared at Rogge with dissatisfaction and whispered: "No matter how powerful she is, she will definitely be limited by the baby's body when she first arrives and will not be able to exert much power. I just want to seize this The opportunity is just approaching her, and you don’t have to pay anything. Why are you afraid of being like that? You just need to help me observe what her strength will be like after she arrives. We will discuss the rest when the time comes."

At this time, her voice had been lowered to a very low level, and her mouth was almost touching Rogge's ear: "...If this happens, I will do whatever you want from me in the future..."

Roger's heart was pounding, but on the other hand, he was frightened by Audreyh's remaining power and did not dare to act recklessly. He calmed down and began to carefully consider the pros and cons.

Androni dropped the stunned Rogge and walked away. There was an irrepressible smile on her lips, and she was just thinking: "Dead Fengyue, let me see how you can escape this time..."

The world of death.

Weina suddenly moved and stopped Feng Yue who was about to fly away across the air, and said: "Feng Yue, where do you want to go?"

"Get out of the way!" Feng Yue said coldly.

Weina chuckled and said: "Do you want to teach that coordinate who dares to disrespect you? But I think she is very interesting! Fengyue, you are really good at picking coordinates, every one of them is like this are different. Of course, this one is even more special. How many times have you escaped in total?"

Feng Yue's hand suddenly waved, and the Bone Dragon, who was eavesdropping attentively, howled and was thrown far away into the sky by an invisible force.

There seemed to be invisible wind blowing around Feng Yue, and her black hair and gray robe were fluttering: "Wella! Get out of the way!"

Weina ignored Feng Yue's threat and just smiled: "In short, I won't let you hurt this coordinate. Such a unique little thing is so rare! As for how many times you have escaped, It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it. I'll find out if I look up the memories in the Origin of God. Hey, Fengyue, are you increasing your strength? Are you angry or ashamed?"

Feng Yue raised her right hand and punched Wella!

In Wella's crisp laughter, an earth-shattering battle began again.

Gregory used various terrains to hide and approach the center of the terrible storm in the distance.

It can't hear anything from such a distance, so it has to get closer. Intuition has told it that it is very likely to hear something this time. Bone Dragon knew that there was a famous saying in that world, curiosity will kill a cat. Gregory didn't understand why the weak-looking cat was so respected, but he knew that curiosity would definitely kill a bone dragon.

At this time, Froya was resting her cheek on her hands and staring blankly out of the window. She didn’t know what she was thinking. She didn’t even know when Androni came behind her.

It wasn't until the dusty breastplate was thrown in front of her that she jumped up as if frightened. Looking back, I couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice: "Annie! How could it be you?"

Androni smiled and said: "Why can't it be me? I just got you a good thing. No matter what you do in the future, you must wear this breastplate. It can save your life. It’s an artifact!”

Froya's eyes wandered and fell on the inconspicuous breastplate. She whispered: "Annie, you know that these armors will affect the power and success rate of magic. Although... I believe it is It’s a good thing, but it’s not suitable for me. I am a magician after all.”

Androni sat down and rested her long legs on Froya's table. While staring at Froya with evil intent, she said: "I have looked at this breastplate carefully. It should be made of the scales of some kind of creature. But it is very strange. Why can't I I can't tell what kind of creature's scales it is made of or how it is made. But in any case, its impact on your magic will be much smaller than ordinary mail armor, but the defensive power of this breastplate continues. Even my starry sky fighting energy can't penetrate! You don't need to say more, just put it on for me now!"

Froya glanced at the breastplate again~IndoMTL.com~, shook her head, and said: "Annie, the only thing I am good at is magic. If the power of magic is further weakened, then... I will really be of no use. Besides, you also know my body. In fact, it doesn’t make any difference whether I wear it or not. Isn’t it the same whether I wear it or not?”

Androni stood up, grabbed Froya, stripped her down to her most intimate underwear without any explanation, and then put the breastplate on her body before giving up.

Androni looked at Froya who turned her back and dressed silently, and said with a little anger: "Froya, don't be stupid! None of those men who only know how to fight for power and profit are good! What are they? When will they treat us sincerely? In their eyes, all we can use are martial arts, magic and beauty. So it is not worth putting our own safety aside for their favor! These are all what you taught me before, now How did you become so stupid? Let me tell you, even if it only takes one more year, that would be good!"

Froya's body shook slightly.

"What's the matter, Froya?"

"It's nothing, I'm fine!" Froya turned her head with a smile, and her green eyes regained their former look.

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