Blasphemy Chapter 4: Under the Fury

Seus looked back and saw that Gregory had quietly appeared behind him at some point. The huge dragon head was almost touching Hughes's old face. The round dragon eyes stared at Hughes with gleaming eyes.

Although the size of the sacred dragon is not large among giant dragons, if the dragon's horns are also included, the length of the dragon's head alone exceeds the height of Hughes. It's really terrifying to be stared at by such a huge creature at such a close distance.

Xius stood up, moved two steps to the side, and said: "It turns out to be the sacred dragon in front of the goddess's throne. With your noble status among the dragon clan, why don't you come to me, an old elf? What's the matter?"

The floating Gregory landed on the rooftop of the tower, and the small space could barely accommodate its huge body. But Gregory would rather throw a piece of the dragon's tail out of the tower than keep his paws on the ground and lie down in front of Hughes.

The sacred dragon said respectfully: "I am the most loyal servant of the goddess, you can just call me Grigori."

Even Hughes, an old fox, was startled by Gregory's sudden respect. He immediately shook his hands wildly, then quietly moved two steps to the side, and said: "Master Gregory, you are a sacred dragon that claims to only fly in the light of God, and I am just a humble elf. , for you to talk to me with this attitude is a complete blasphemy against your noble status! You see, my knees can hardly bear the weight of my body."

Gregory was still lying on the ground respectfully and said: "Although I am indeed a sacred dragon, I may, no, definitely be the weakest sacred dragon in history. Dear cultivator Elder Si, with your wisdom, strength and greatness, it must not be difficult to see this. What's more, in front of the most beautiful goddess, all creatures are equally humble. People respect or even fear me, either because of the legendary sacred giant The magical power of the dragon's dragon language is either due to the brilliance of the goddess, not at all due to my own true strength. I can deceive others, but in front of you, all my disguises are completely useless."

Xius chuckled and said: "You are really an interesting sacred dragon! However, I think you have misjudged the person. If you come to me with something, you might as well find someone else. I can't even The Holy Land is neither."

"Others?" There was a look of disdain in the eyes of the sacred dragon: "With you here, do I need to find other people? What's more, you are the only one on this floating castle at this moment. Only then can you give me some advice. Those three guys from the desolate world of death have great power, but their knowledge is too shallow. We can’t blame them. They have only dealt with zombies and skeletons for thousands of years, even the gods. It will become stupid. As for the other two guys, hey, do you need me to say it? Oh, it is simply embarrassing!"

Xius remained silent. From his angle, he could just see a large terrace in the other corner of the floating city.

In a corner of the terrace, Androni embraced the blue starry sky, leaning against the stone wall behind her, gazing at the low-hanging blue moon. There was a smile on her lips, and she was lost in thought. She didn't know what she was thinking, and she would laugh out loud from time to time. Her face exuded the radiance of happiness, she was astonishingly charming, and her appearance was even better than before.

On the other side of the castle, the Death Squadron was looking at the thin sword with an earthy yellow light over and over again, laughing with every wrinkle.

From time to time, he would stand up, walk back and forth under the moonlight, and keep rubbing his hands, saying to himself excitedly: "There are eleven days left, ah, no, it's ten days! There are only ten days left... ."

Xius withdrew his gaze and sighed.

Gregory added: "Sacred Realm? What is the Sanctuary Realm? The Sanctuary Realm is only meaningful to those humble beings who have only a little understanding of power! How can this crude measurement method be used to measure your unfathomable power?" What about the power of measuring? What’s more, power has boundaries, but wisdom has no limits.”

Xius snorted and said, "You can't even think of this kind of insight! Did your two masters teach you this?"

The sacred dragon suddenly howled: "Look, you even know this kind of thing! I have said before that you cannot be just an ordinary elf. The wise Gregory still has this bit of vision Yes! You can tell just by looking at how Master Weina can't catch you! I think back then, when Master Fengyue was still a skeleton, she saw me at a glance from the vast world of death, ah no, it was me who took the initiative to stand Arriving in front of her..."

Housus was taken aback and punched Grigori on the head, knocking back all the howling behind it.

Gregory also woke up and realized that not only had he violated his master's taboo, but he also howled loudly! For a moment, it was so frightened that its whole body trembled, and its four claws became weak. It stretched forward and back, and landed on its belly. It suddenly became a veritable prostrating figure. How could it still have the slightest trace of the divine dragon's demeanor?

One dragon and one elf raised their ears as much as possible, vigilantly searching for movement around them, ready to run away as soon as there was any strange sound. They waited for a long time and saw that there was no movement in the castle below, and they finally calmed down.

Androni and Death Ban were still immersed in their own worlds and ignored the howl of the sacred dragon. They were just ordinary human sentries who were now more alert than them.

Sius glanced at Gregory hatefully, then shook his head and sighed: "Gregory, you are really a very smart sacred dragon, but your master... alas!"

Gregory raised his front paws, tilted his head and thought for a long time, and then sighed.

Xius snorted and said, "Why are you sighing so pretentiously here? How can a dragon like you understand these things?"

"Just because you don't understand, you have to learn!" This time Gregory's firm answer surprised Hughes again.

Xius turned around, waved his hand and said: "I am just an elf killer who is about to reach the end of his life. How can I teach a sacred dragon? You'd better go!"

"Okay, okay." Grigory turned his head reluctantly, turned around **** the small terrace, and muttered: "It seems that you are not willing to give me some advice. .I know it’s not that you can’t, you just don’t want to. However, it seems that no one knows about Master Fengyue and Master Weina, and Master Fengyue doesn’t want others to know about it, very, very unwilling! Maybe, maybe I should remind her that someone has noticed that I have two masters. After all, without a master, there would be no loyal Grigory. Even if Master Fengyue is furious and turns me back into a bone dragon, my loyal heart My heart will remain unchanged forever..."

"Stop!" Hughes stopped Grigori who was about to fly up, and said in a dumbfounded voice: "You are a sacred dragon, what you are doing now has nothing to do with being sacred!"

"How could it be?" Gregory said, while inhaling his energy, he squeezed out a large piece of sacred light on his body, "Look, Holy Gregory, that is also my name."

Xius was very angry and said: "Just tell me what you want to do with me!"

Gregory was overjoyed, and the dragon's head moved forward to show affection, but the dragon's horn on the left almost hit Hughes. It gently chanted dragon language magic, and not long after, a text written in dragon language appeared in the air.

Xius glanced at this text, then frowned and said: "Ultimate transformation? I have never heard of the sacred dragon and there are people who want to learn this. With your innate ability, you can cast a few dragon language transformations at will. Isn't it easy to do magic? There's no need to practice this useless ultimate transformation! What do you want to become? What other creature can compare to the sacred dragon? Not to mention that the sacred dragon's spellcasting and spell-like abilities are unparalleled Dragon Clan, how come you can’t figure out something like the Ultimate Transformation Technique? Humph, you even want to hide it from me?”

Gregory said: "Great Elder Hughes, even if you do not consider your power second only to the goddess, your wisdom alone is enough to crush all enemies! How could I hide it from you? But I I think you must have seen that I have just become a sacred dragon, and I haven't even fully mastered the basic dragon language magic yet. With time, I can certainly master the ultimate transformation technique, but..."

The sacred dragon stretched its neck subconsciously and glanced at the palace where Feng Yue lived. Fiery flames danced in its huge dragon eyes: "...I really can't wait any longer! When you and the most beloved What does it feel like when things are so close to each other but out of reach? It’s painful! It’s so painful!”

"Oh..." Hughes seemed to have some realization. He chuckled, got closer to the Gregorian giant, and stared into its holy, loyal, and noble eyes.

Of course, given the huge difference in size between the two sides, Hughes could only stare at one of Gregory's eyes. But even so, the old fox's sharp gaze almost penetrated its entire soul.

"You want to learn the ultimate transformation technique, and what skills do you plan to master through it?" Hughes finally withdrew his gaze that made Gregory feel uncomfortable.

"Hide, sneak, disguise and listen." Gregory answered without hesitation, obviously having been thinking about it for a long time.

"These are very common skills for thieves and killers! Why don't you use dragon language magic instead? As far as I know, the advanced invisibility in dragon language magic is still very useful. And you can also float. Okay, there’s no need to sneak at all!”

"Under the eyes of God, all magical energy is invisible. And as long as these most basic abilities can be used to the extreme, they will produce effects that dragon magic cannot replace. It is entirely possible for them to hide from God. Eyes!" Gregory said seriously.

"That's because you know too little about dragon language magic! Forget it, but what you said makes sense. When these basic abilities are combined, even gods will have a headache. Well, is the one you want to spy on a god? Is it? Which **** is it? Is it the **** around us?" Hughes smiled and followed the instructions.

Gregory immediately said seriously: "I simply want to learn art from you, the art of walking in the dark without being noticed by others."

Xius smiled and said: "Very good! You can choose three kinds of creatures in the ultimate transformation technique. How do you choose?"

Gregory had at least thought carefully about his first choice and immediately said: "Dwarf!"

Xius's eyes lit up and he said: "Dwarfs are indeed the best race to match these skills. It seems that you have some talent, okay, I will explain to you the use of the ultimate transformation technique. Well, you The power at the moment is really too low, but I can change the ultimate transformation. If you only choose one creature initially, you can still master this skill. However, after you learn it, you have to do something for me. ”

Gregory immediately agreed. Although it probably couldn't do anything that Hughes couldn't do, it had already risked its life in order to learn the ultimate transformation technique, and it was willing to do no matter how difficult it was. If you really can't do it, just give it up.

In the corner of the shining floating city, an elf and a sacred dragon are secretly studying the dark arts.

"Gregory!" After initially teaching the Holy Dragon the ultimate transformation technique, Hughes coughed and said sincerely: "These are the most basic skills for walking in the darkness, but they are also the most useful skills. After you master it, do you just want to be a bystander and watch the development of the situation?"

Gregory thought for a moment and said: "I am very satisfied with this."

Indeed, before he mastered these skills, not to mention becoming a bystander of history, Gregory could become an occasional observer, even if he could only hear a few words, it would make him happy for several days. But according to what Hughes said, is it possible to go further?

The sacred dragon's heart was itching again, an unstoppable itch.

"I have to ask Mr. Hughes, who is noble, wise, elegant, and has unique taste in the world, to give me some advice." Gregory said respectfully.

"Weak existences like the two of us cannot compete with those powerful ones, so we can only choose to hide in the darkness. But no matter how powerful the existence is, even the gods, there is a gap between them. The balance is also very delicate. Sometimes, it only takes a little bit of insignificant external force. Listen clearly, just a little bit can break this balance and make things develop in the direction we want. It doesn’t take much to destroy the balance. Powerful, even people like us who only dare to hide in the dark have this power. Think about it, how fulfilling it is when those powerful beings change the direction of their destiny because of your intervention in the dark. One thing! Of course, there are huge risks involved, it depends on how you choose."

Every golden pattern in the eyes of Gregorian Dragon is shining. Of course it knows its choice.

In the night, a huge figure flew across the sky. The sacred dragon was eager to find a quieter place to practice the newly mastered ultimate transformation technique. While it was looking for a suitable place, it also felt a little strange. It and Hughes had been plotting for a long time, and there were many times when they got carried away. But why, with the owner's keen sense, was he so unaware of this disrespect so close at hand?

This night, there are many, many sleepless people.

Rogg stood quietly in front of the window with his hands behind his hands, looking at the blue moon in the night sky, constantly thinking about the fighting skills of the Black Warrior Emperor and the Bone Emperor. The more Rogge recalled their every move in detail, the tighter his brows became. He focused almost all his attention on these two kings. The most terrifying thing about the Bone King is his extremely powerful attack power and instantaneous speed. He doesn't have many combat skills and doesn't need them. The Black Warrior Emperor is, to some extent, similar to the Paladins or Rangers of this world. His combat power is balanced and not particularly outstanding, but his various auxiliary skills allow him to adapt to combat in any environment. . As for Elgra, Rogge didn’t think too much.

This does not mean that Elgra's power is inferior to these two kings, but that most of the Lich's magical knowledge has been stored in Rogge's memory. Of course, everyone knows that it is almost an impossible task to defeat this lich that has lived for thousands of years with magic. Over the course of thousands of years, although the lich did not dare to increase its magic power due to fear of the heavenly patrol, it spent all its time improving its magic control and researching new magic applications. In terms of the amount of magic it has mastered, it is enough to I have been compared to several great magisters.

Rogg thought repeatedly about how the battle would end if he stood in front of these three kings. He knew that every king was far more powerful than he was, but pure power wasn't everything.

The fat man smiled coldly.

Just as the first law of the king restrains everything in the world of death, in this world, there are also rules that restrain the strong. Fat people are familiar with these rules. No matter how powerful the kings are, all they can rely on and use is the pure power of death. Even Rodriguez back then was wary of using the power of death and did not dare to be too showy. However, it is impossible for the kings who have survived in the world of death for countless years to know this.

The fat man couldn't help but regret that he was so excited that day that he opened his mouth to challenge the kings. Since I have already said that what is going on between kings is a war, then why should I care about dignity and morality? After all, the war is not a decisive battle, so why expose your intentions too early and make them defensive?

But then he thought about it and realized that this might not be a bad thing. There are always opportunities, it just depends on whether he can take advantage of them. The three kings have great power. They may be able to adapt to the world and grow quickly, but they will never be familiar with some important rules in this world, such as people's attitude towards the undead. The power of the king is indeed powerful, and it must be used properly... In the blink of an eye, Rogge came up with several plans.

Roger suddenly remembered that the divine servant Seraphi inexplicably only had level 14 fighting spirit, and when she was teaching him a lesson, her flying fists did not even bother to attach a level 14 fighting spirit. Tenth level of fighting spirit! At just level ten, Seraphi had already beaten Fatty to the point where he couldn't find him. Every time that shiny and exquisite boot stepped on Rogge's belly, it brought out the tenth level of fighting spirit to the fullest. Not even the weakest trace was wasted, and it was all sent into Rogge's body. Every strand of Dou Qi was like an eye, poking away the clumps of magic power that Rogge was trying to gather, and even had the energy left to torture his nerves.

Roger thought back over and over again about those few stampedes. The more he thought about it, the more he felt he had endless aftertaste and unfinished meaning. If Seraphi were present, I'm afraid Rogge would want to ask her to step on her a few more times.

He suddenly let out a long sigh and felt that the world was so vast and boundless. Unfortunately, time was fair to everyone and would never give him an extra cent to explore and experience.

Roger stretched out his hand in front of him, and the blue moonlight fell quietly on his open palm. Suddenly, the brilliance flowing like mercury was like a lake of water, and it slowly accumulated in the palm of his hand, like a The actual liquid overflowed from the edge of the palm when it reached a certain height. As soon as the moonlight left the range of his hand, it turned into light again and projected on the ground.

Under the moonlight~IndoMTL.com~ the shadow of the hand has disappeared.

Roger smiled slightly, a little bitterly. If he had focused on improving his strength as soon as possible, then, Fengyue, why would you be like this... But there is no shortcut to strength. Even if he pays more attention to personal strength, the result will still be the same.

Rogg knew in his heart that when he looked up at the blue moon, he could only smile bitterly.

The stars are twinkling in the velvety deep blue sky, the full moon is reaching its zenith, and the floating city stands quietly in the west. The magical light intertwined with seven colors shines brighter in the deep night scene than during the day. It even took away the brilliance of the blue moon in the night sky. But in the ever-changing magic light, there is occasionally a strong breath of death, adding a touch of weirdness to this dreamlike and beautiful castle.

On the floating city, behind the closed colorful windows of the central hall, those silver eyes passed through many obstacles and were looking at the blue moon in the sky...the moon sets and the moon rises.

On Rogge's military map, the positions of the two **** flags kept moving forward.

After Faerun, there is the small and charming town of Lubek; after Lubek, there is the majestic military fortress Wanda; when Wanda was dyed dark red, the flying **** double flags finally arrived. The capital of the Delaware Empire, Tiffany.