Blasphemy Chapter 5: In the dark

"Rose!"

Although he deliberately lowered his voice, he could still clearly feel the excitement and joy in that soft cry. The tall man strode over, opened his arms, and wanted to hold Mei in his arms. However, when his arms were half closed, his whole body froze and he didn't even dare to move his fingers.

Mei stood face to face with him, her left hand wrapped around his ear, her slender fingers were slightly spread, and the light flashed between the fingers. The chill was close to the man's neck and penetrated into the skin, but the lover's warm response was... It turned out to be a smile from the God of Death.

"Take off your magic disguise!" Mei's voice was as cold and ruthless as her soul-chasing hands.

The man smiled bitterly and said, "Mei, you are still so suspicious." But after all, he still dissipated the magic attached to him. After the magic effect dissipated, the man looked even more handsome and handsome.

Mei stared at his face. After a moment, a smile finally appeared on the corner of her mouth and said: "Lei Luo, weren't you recalled by the respected Lord Endless Ocean? Why did you come here suddenly? The army will be here soon We're about to attack the city, it's heavily guarded, and there are a few very powerful people in the army at the moment, so I have to take a lot of risks if I go out." The cold light between her fingers disappeared without a trace at some point, and Rouyi softly fell on his shoulders.

Lei Luo stared at Mei, and flames gradually began to burn in his eyes. In the blink of an eye, the little flames turned into a volcano that was about to erupt!

He suddenly closed his arms, hugging Mei tightly into his arms, eagerly lowering his head to find her warm lips, and firmly grasping the fragrance.

Mei clung to him, completely submerged in Lei Luo's wild passion that burst out like a flood. The rising body temperature and the thin air made her body weak. Only by clinging tightly to Lei Luo's thick neck could she avoid falling. The thousand-year-old frost in his eyes has long since melted away, like a snowman facing fire, leaving only a blur of tenderness.

Lei Luo's breathing quickly became heavy, and the pain of longing burned his reason like the strongest aphrodisiac. His palms were spread flat on her chest, covering the graceful curves. The magic tights made of thin black silk seemed like nothing. Every tremor and every throbbing of Mei was clearly conveyed directly to his along the palms of his hands. His heart drove him even crazier.

A green magical light flashed in Lei Luo's palm, and the magical effects attached to the black silk were instantly lifted wherever his hand went. The black clothes slipped from Mei's shoulders like the petals of a black tulip in full bloom, and the white and firm plumpness jumped free of the restraints.

Lei Luo gasped heavily, greedily sucking the blooming stamens in front of him, his **** were like a runaway wild horse in pain from the burning heat. Every friction brought more scorching heat, and Mei's moan swallowed up all his reason. Lei Luo's hand slid down, exploring the last paradise more boldly.

As soon as the predator reached the unsuspecting outer edge of the virgin territory, Mei arched her body tremblingly, and the sharp pleasure shot out like lightning, and at the same time it hit her sanity. Panic suddenly flashed through Mei Qingyan's blurred eyes, and she shouted with difficulty: "Lei Luo! You, what do you want to do? That will destroy my mark! You must not..."

Halfway through her scream, Lei Luo whispered in her ear: "Let the mark go to hell!" and then sealed her mouth with a passionate kiss.

A cold light suddenly flashed across Mei's eyes, and the bright red and passion on her face were instantly replaced by frost. Her left leg was originally tightly wrapped around Lei Luo's waist, but at this moment there was a soft click at the heel, and two short blades that shone with cold light popped out.

Mei’s calf struck back, and the two short blades immediately sank into Lei Luo’s thigh! She pushed hard again, and with the slight strength, she rose into the air, flipped two somersaults lightly and nimbly in the air, and landed a few meters away.

Lei Luo screamed in pain, and there were already two **** wounds on his thigh. His hot body cooled down rapidly. He shook his head and asked, holding back the pain: "Mei! Why did you suddenly do it? Damn it, what are you doing?"

Mei ignored Lei Luo and just arranged her clothes. With her delicate hands, the turned-up black tights spread and stretched, completely covering her almost naked breasts. Mei paused lightly with her heels, and the two short blades made a soft buzzing sound, shaking off all the blood drops on the countless hooks and barbs, and then retracted into the black.

Mei stared at Lei Luo, with a faint murderous look in her eyes. She asked coldly: "Lei Luo! What did you want to do just now? You clearly know my mission and mission, why do you still want to do that? Don't tell me you are just pretending! Do you not have Lord Endless Ocean's permission at all? Did you sneak out to see me privately?"

Just as Lei Luo was about to step forward, he saw Mei's long legs passing through the air like lightning, and there was another sharp pain in his intact left leg!

Looking at the two **** wounds that suddenly appeared on his thigh, Lei Luo's knees weakened and he almost fell to the ground.

"Mei, you..." Lei Luo forced himself to stand without falling.

Mei snorted and retracted the two short blades from the heel of her right foot. She shouted sternly: "Lei Luo! Do you know that your behavior is tantamount to betraying the endless ocean and betraying the goddess of nature! I didn't kill you on the spot just now. I was already very tolerant!"

Lei Luo smiled bitterly, stared at Mei, and growled: "Fuck the Endless Ocean, **** the Goddess of Nature! They have so many candidates, why must they choose you! It's been ten years! , a whole ten years! How many times have we stayed together in these ten years? If faith is the result of this, then I would rather not have this kind of faith! I just wanted to get you, and I wanted to destroy the **** blue in your body. Brand of Dew! Mei! Come with me! We can hide in the farthest place, where even the execution warriors of the 'Boiling Sea' will not set foot!"

Mei's eyes lit up and she said calmly: "They chose me? So, I will have a mission soon. What mission is it?"

Lei Luo looked at Mei's expression blankly, a look of pain flashed in his eyes, and asked: "Mei, you...are you just thinking of the mission like this?"

Mei looked at Lei Luo with burning eyes and said slowly: "Completing the goddess's mission is the most noble dedication."

Lei Luo was silent for a while and said with a wry smile: "No, you don't have a mission for the time being. But you are following him, I...I am very worried about you! That fat man is a complete devil! And if there is a mission, , no matter what the content is, it will most likely fall on you, because only you can get close to that demon. But even if you can complete the task, can you escape? Mei, do you still remember? Ten years ago, we made a vow at the beach. At that time, you said that what you hoped for most in this life was to find a beautiful lakeside, and we could spend our lives together quietly. Mei! I... I don’t want you to die. !"

There was silence in the forest, except for the slight and rhythmic ticking sound, which was the blood dripping from Lei Luo's leg.

Mei turned around, no longer looking at the swaying Lei Luo, and just said lightly: "Since you said that, it means that my mission will come soon. For me, faith is supreme. For the sake of We have been in love for ten years, and I pretended not to have heard or seen everything you just said and done. Go away. If you dare to approach the Imperial Camp again without the order of Endless Ocean, I will kill you with my own hands. Kill you."

She paused and then said coldly: "Even if I don't kill you, you will only die when you approach the imperial camp."

Lei Luo looked pale, not sure whether it was due to excessive blood loss or other reasons. Finally, he made a move.

Lei Luo cast natural healing on his wound. Although this could not completely heal the wound, it stopped bleeding.

"Mei, I once valued faith above all else..."

Lei Luo slowly turned around and staggered deeper into the woods.

"But now, Mei, you are my whole world."

Lei Luo's figure slowly disappeared into the shadow of the trees... "Mei, I love you..." The gentle words, but for some unknown reason, always echoed in the forest.

Mei stood there like a lifeless statue, not looking back or speaking. Just a little crystal water slowly slid down from her cheeks.

The woods have returned to silence. Just when Mei was about to take a step, she heard a hoarse and somewhat feminine voice coming from behind: "Mei! Well done, you have proved your belief. It seems that the Presbytery has decided to It is a very wise decision to entrust you with this task."

Mei bowed and saluted, and said: "Sir Salinas, are you here too? I...I need your advice. Should I kill Lei Luo?"

Standing behind Mei is a middle-aged man who looks ordinary. Only a pair of light blue-gray eyes occasionally flash, showing that he is not weak.

Salinas sighed slightly and said: "Mei, I have watched you and Lei Luo grow up. I also know your affairs very well. Lei Luo...Oh, let him go. The belief of the goddess of nature Although it is above all else, it is not unkind. This is your task, look at it!"

He handed a dark green scroll to Mei. Mei unfolded the scroll and read it quickly. Every time her eyes scanned a line of words, that part of the scroll would turn into a wisp of smoke.

"I don't understand, why should I do this?" Mei frowned.

"There must be a reason for the orders of the Presbyterian Church. What you have to do is not to question, but to obey."

Mei nodded. She bowed to Salinas, disappeared into the darkness again, and left the woods.

The dreamy floating city is staying above the clouds. It's so high up here that the passing wind is colder than the ice and snow on the ground, making breathing very difficult. Except for the people in the Holy Domain, even Mora couldn't hold on outside for long. The fanatical mages were all left in the imperial camp. At such a high place, the magician who is not physically strong enough can hold on for as long as the magic shield can hold on.

If you look up from the ground, the floating city is the brightest star in the night sky.

In the floating city where magic is everywhere, there is also a place of darkness. This is absolute darkness, without any light at all.

That is the palace of the goddess.

It wasn't until the two doors slowly opened that a ray of light came to this absolutely dark world. The magical light outside the door was not strong, but compared to the darkness in the hall, it was a blinding light. In the strong light, there was an unusually tall figure standing at the door, that was the Black Warrior Emperor.

"Dear Feng Yue, Elgra has collected 110,000 suitable souls, and the Dark Dragon Array can be activated. However, Tiffany will be attacked soon. Rogge and we both think that we should wait until after the siege. Activate the Dark Dragon Array. Then we will have more souls, the chance of success will be greater, and Elgra can also retain enough magic power to prepare for the siege."

"Okay." Feng Yue replied lightly.

Her body was completely hidden in the darkness, except for the occasional halo of silver eyes. If Fengyue in the past was so indifferent that she didn't want to pay attention to everything in the world, at this moment, she showed an unconcealable loneliness, with a little bit of pain.

And the coffin where Weina was sleeping no longer emitted any light, completely blending into the darkness.

The Black Warrior Emperor seemed to sigh, he exited the hall and gently closed the two doors.

Fengyue's temple once again fell into darkness.

"Are there already 110,000 souls?" Rogge stood on the high platform and asked Elgra beside him.

"Yes." Elgra's voice was still hollow and hoarse, exuding a strong aura of death at all times. Perhaps it was because he had collected too many souls, but Rogge, who had a keen sense, seemed to hear shrill cries constantly pouring out of the Lich's black robe.

As the Lich answered, he watched the busy fanatical mages setting up magic circles on the top of the high platform. From time to time he needed to correct the mistakes of the mages. Even a fanatical mage will obviously feel fear and cower when the lich approaches, even though Elgra has tried his best to shrink the scope of the fear enchantment around him.

This high platform is several hundred meters in diameter and nearly thirty meters high, almost the same height as Tiffany City, and only a few hundred meters away from the Tiffany City Gate. This distance is just beyond the range of the Delaware longbow, and the elven archers can smoothly pour their sharp arrows to the top of Tiffany City.

Under Elgra's magic, the platform grew for three days and three nights before reaching its current size. Tiffany City is too tall and heavy. Even with the magic power of the lich, it is impossible to cast terrain-changing magic directly onto the city and shake the foundation of the city wall as before.

The fanatical mages are setting up a defensive magic circle for the high platform. In front of and around the high platform, the elven craftsmen and craftsmen accompanying the Tide Legion have assembled a simple fortress using cast iron components and hardwood. Although the defense is not outstanding, it is enough to withstand attacks from Tiffany's powerful crossbows and machine crossbows. However, the fortress is temporarily unable to block magic attacks, so the magic attacks above and below the city have not been interrupted these days.

The number and magic level of mages in Tiffany City are not comparable to Rogge's army. The total number of zealot mages, elf mages, and mages accompanying the Tidal Legion has exceeded seventy, and they already have an overwhelming advantage in terms of numbers. However, Tiffany's mages have a convenient location, and the many flying-wing-like platforms are perfect places for them to cast spells. After they cast the spell, they can quickly retreat along the platform to a safe location. It's a pity that they don't have the magic to destroy such a vast high platform, so they can only try to kill the people on the high platform and delay the construction progress.

If the fanatical mages fail to block the magic attack in time, the prepared heavy infantry will block the opponent's magic with special giant shields and magic defense armor to protect the elf craftsmen behind them.

By the time this mobile fortress was built, hundreds of hoplites had already paid their lives for it.

When the lich Elgra is resting, she will occasionally fight back against Tiffany's mage herself. In the hands of the Lich, the eighth-level magic finger of death can be cast quickly and easily, almost like a great magician firing a flaming arrow. The Lich has enough time to cast a second finger of death before Wizard Tiffany begins casting and retreats to safety. The weak magician was hit by Elgra's finger of death and had no chance of surviving.

Because of this, the mages in Tiffany City are not too arrogant. After all, no one knows whether the Lich's next target is him.

Rogg looked at the brilliant magical light that enveloped Tiffany, and his brows furrowed more and more. He suddenly said to Elgra: "Take out 10,000 souls! I think we need to make some dark green corpse puppets, just in case. Anyway, after capturing Tiffany, we can get enough souls."

Elgra laughed twice unpleasantly and said: "I thought that as soon as you knew that the number of souls was enough, you would rush to resurrect Feng Yue. I didn't expect that your patience would be so good! Haha!"

Rogg's eyes flashed, but his tone remained calm: "Elgra, I also understand the Dark Dragon Array. Now that there is one less Dark Dragon, one hundred thousand souls can only be said to be just enough. Don't I have Be patient, I just don’t want to take risks."

Elgra said: "Although Tiffany's city defense is strong, isn't there only one guy named Winner in the city? Although he has created many and very powerful things, magic items cannot replace the magician. In this world, the magic power of many great magisters is not strong. At least this Wenner is not worth worrying about."

"Elgra, I admit that you are powerful. But this world is far more complicated than the world of death! What if there is not only one Winner in the city? There is no harm in being more prepared."

Elgra snorted: "Everything about the war is up to you. Since you insist on making dark green zombie puppets, of course I have no objection. The night is almost over, we don't have much time, we have to do it quickly . I’ll wait for you below, and you can go find the body. Anyway, you know exactly what kind of body the corpse puppet needs.”

After saying that, the lich floated down from the high platform. All the people next to him turned their heads subconsciously, not daring to look at the pale green light coming from under the black robes.

Rogge sent someone to urgently call Wallace and Redbud Butterfly over, and ordered: "Find me the five hundred strongest soldiers! I have no other requirements, as long as their bodies are strong enough."

Rogg slowly stepped off the high platform. He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed hold of Hughes in the air. Rogge stared at Hughes, snorted, and let go of his hand. Of course he knew that if the old fox didn't want him to find out, then he would definitely not be able to find any trace of Hughes.

"Xius, I need to go up to the floating city and talk to the goddess Audreyh about tomorrow's siege. I always feel that there will be some changes in tomorrow's war."

Xius smiled slyly and said, "Do you just want to talk to the goddess?"

Rogg was silent for a moment, then said calmly: "No matter what happens tomorrow, I will definitely capture Tiffany! Before the battle, I want to... take another look at Fengyue."

Xius nodded and said: "The great Audreyh said that you must not be allowed to go up!" He deliberately emphasized the word 'you'.

"You must not let me go up?" Rogge was surprised.

"Well, that's what she probably meant. You know I'm old, and sometimes my ears don't work very well..." Hughes began to talk about it.

Roger looked up at the night sky, thoughtfully.

Tiffany is like a bright gem under the night sky. She is not only gorgeous on the outside, but also beautiful on the inside.

The tallest building in the city is not an empire, but a tall tower. The tower has a wave-like arc shape, and the end of the tower seems to be topped by a huge disk.

The Yuanpan is actually a large alchemy laboratory like a maze. Dozens of magic arrays are scattered throughout the laboratory, with different functions. Dozens of gnomes and various strange-shaped puppets made of metal or other inanimate materials ran back and forth, serving their masters.

In front of the surprisingly large experimental table, a bald, slightly fat, and kind-faced old man was busy. He picked up a gear and carefully distinguished the magic circle etched on it. After a long time, he exhaled with satisfaction and praised: "The craftsmanship of these dwarves is no worse than that of mountain dwarves or elves!"

"Winner! Do you still have time to study these things?" There was another old man standing in the laboratory. His voice was very strange, and it seemed to be composed of the whistling of the wind.

Wen Na was still admiring the gear and said: "Don't look down on this little thing! With it, the speed of my cute and exquisite killing machines can be increased by 5%, and the power can also be increased by 5%. Three. This is an amazing achievement! If only they could attack the city one day later, I could equip all my little darlings with this thing."

"Winner, even though you have objected eleven times, I still have to prepare an escape portal for you!"

"Then I have no choice but to object for the twelfth time! Even if you build the portal, I will not leave. I spent twenty years building Tiffany, and she is my daughter! A father I will not abandon my daughter and escape alone. Besides, my Tiffany is different from your Yunxiao City. I have long advised you not to build Yunxiao City like that, but you just don’t listen. What’s the result? Like? Did someone dig him down? Haha!"

The old man behind Wen Na is the Great Druid of the North, the Wrath of the Sky, who escaped from the City of Clouds and Nights that day.

The Fury of the Sky was not angry at Wen Na's gloating at all, he knew Wen Na's personality too well. But although he knew Wenner's stubbornness, he still advised: "Wenner, judging from the battle report, they have at least one great magister and two saints. Although I don't know who the great magister is, but Look, he was able to use 'Terrain Change' for three consecutive days. Can that be compared to you, a guy who only knows how to play with metal fragments all day long? And since Rogge is here, the mysterious woman who has been secretly protecting him She will definitely come. Her strength far exceeds that of the Holy Domain! Even if you and I join forces, we will never be able to stop so many strong men! Humph, old man, don’t think that your Tiffany is omnipotent and can defend the city. Among the more than 20,000 people, there are less than 10,000 truly elite warriors. As for the civilians who have received little training, there is no need to expect them to play a big role. Stop being stubborn, we can give them a heavy blow. , as long as you kill one saint, it will be considered a success. Then you come with me!"

With a soft "click" sound, Wenner carefully installed the gear in a fist-sized piece of strange metal. ~IndoMTL.com~ The stubborn old man then shook his head and said: "This is the thirteenth rejection! I said, not even God wants to drag me away from Tiffany! Take away what was established for me Cancel that portal. After passing through my control magic circle, the magic power is enough for you to release two lightning storms. If you can help me kill hundreds more enemies and be buried with you, you will be worthy of the forty years we have known each other."

Wrath of the Sky sighed and finally gave up his efforts to persuade.

The busy Winner's shiny bald head began to glow with oil. He glanced at the exquisite golden magic hourglass floating in the air, his face showed joy, and he shouted: "Aha! It turns out that it has already been It's noon. We haven't heard the siege alarm yet. It seems that the Asrofiks will not attack the city today! In this day, I can completely modify all my little treasures! As long as One day is enough!"

"Is it noon already?" Sky Fury sighed, knowing that even if Winner had an extra day, it would be an almost impossible task to guard Tiffany.

Wrath of the Sky looked out the window, and his expression suddenly changed!

There was no bright sunshine outside the window that should belong to noon. On the contrary, there was darkness between the sky and the earth, just like midnight. There is no trace of the blue moon, stars or flowing clouds in this unnatural night, which is strange and ominous.