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The fat man strode into the battle hall of the temple with a gloomy face.

The entire hall is filled with a strong magical atmosphere, with layers of magic arrays appearing one after another. More than a dozen temple mages are working in the magic array to maintain the operation of the array.

In the center of the magic circle is the sand table of the entire continent of Gloria. At this moment, clouds can be seen on the sand table, and the light and shadow are different. It's raining in the northwest, snow is falling on the peaks of the central mountains, but the sky is clear in the south. The weather conditions of the entire continent are displayed here at one time.

Roger sighed slightly in his heart. In the whole world, perhaps only the Holy Church of the Church of Light has such strength. It can maintain the continuous operation of such a huge magic circle with dozens of high-level mages taking turns.

Rogg waved his hand, and a temple mage immediately chanted a spell and activated the deepest magic circle. A faint layer of light passed over the entire sand table, and then dozens of areas lit up slightly.

Roger looked over area after area, looking very carefully. According to Qin, these magic arrays will sense some powerful beings on the mainland and glow in the corresponding areas. She vaguely suggested that if Master Sindar was still there, then under his auspices, the power and attributes of the tyrannical existence hidden in those areas could be seen from the luster color and brightness of those areas.

Of course, this magic circle is not omnipotent. Existences with too high or too low power will not be detected by this magic array, and those entities that know how to hide their aura will not appear in the magic array. But even so, Rogge was extremely shocked when he saw this magic circle for the first time.

Fatty didn’t know if there were tyrannical beings hidden in these areas, but at least the area where Moonlight Dragon City was located and the basin where the Black Dragon Clan gathered were displayed on the sand table. But knowing where these dragons are is of little use. Even with the strength of the Holy Temple, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers to attack Dragon City is still a very crazy idea.

Suddenly, Rogge seemed to feel that there was a little bit of disharmony in the area where Moonlight Dragon City was hidden. When he looked carefully, this abnormality had disappeared. He stared at the area, but saw nothing more.

Roger frowned. Although Moonlight Dragon City is now severely damaged and its strength is not as strong as before, there are still at least dozens of silver dragons in Dragon City, including more than ten adult silver dragons. That was definitely not something that the holy churches he led could handle. From Fatty's point of view, even the blood angel Augustus wouldn't do it. As for the Pope, he couldn't see through the depth of the Pope at all. Although he had seen the Pope's two earth-shattering prophecies before and after, Rogge always felt blank every time he thought about the Pope's strength. But how could the Pope follow him to attack Dragon City?

Due to the long distance to be crossed, Rogge could not bring more people with him. Of course there is no problem with his manpower dealing with isolated high-level dragons, but to deal with groups of giant dragons, it is still too few.

Unless... someone like Andreoli takes action, two dragon cities will be destroyed in one fell swoop.

Roger shook his head and drove this absurd idea out of his mind. His eyes fell on other areas.

It seems that there should be many powerful existences hidden in those areas distributed in the deep mountains and swamps. The souls of these existences should be enough to help Fengyue survive for a while.

Rogg looked at the glowing areas and pondered in silence. However, in just a few minutes, all the temple mages who had reached at least level 14 or 5 magic were sweating on their foreheads, and they were about to be unable to cope with the crazy pressure of the magic circle.

At this moment, Feng Yue suddenly pulled Rogge's clothes and pointed to an area with her little finger. The fat man was slightly startled and looked back at her. Feng Yue pointed at that area, her silver eyes full of determination.

Naifei glanced at Fengyue, snorted, and turned her little face to the side in disdain.

Rogg looked at the area again, nodded, and ordered to the left and right: "Just go there! Prepare the teleportation circle, and we will set off the day after tomorrow."

Qin agreed. The fat man looked at Moonlight Dragon City again, feeling that there was something lingering in his heart.

The fat man pointed to Moonlight Dragon City again, frowned and said: "Prepare another small teleportation circle, I want to go here to have a look."

"When should we prepare the magic circle?" Qin asked.

"The sooner the better!"

When Rogge looked down at the vast land of the North Kingdom again, it was already dusk. These days, I have seen a lot of the unreal scenery of the secret realm and the soft mountains and beautiful waters of the southern country. When he was able to look at the vast and boundless land of the northern country again, Rogge's chest suddenly surged with pride again.

Rogg recognized the direction, and his figure began to flash in the air, disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye.

While he was flying rapidly, the fat man suddenly felt something in his heart and stopped his castration suddenly.

Below him is a stretch of mountains. The mountains are a bit delicate in their majesty, and the knife-shaped peaks are covered with green. Between the peaks, a river meanders through. Against the background of the clouds at dusk, it looks like there are thousands of golden snakes swimming on the river.

What makes this picturesque landscape even more legendary is that on the top of a mountain near the river are two elegant giant dragons!

The beautiful dragon body shining with soft silver light naturally belongs to the leader of the silver dragon clan, the dragon prophet Cranio. Next to her, there was a small, but full of mystery and majesty, sacred dragon!

Roger's expression became a little strange. It turned out that the strangeness he felt was actually because the breath of the silver dragon was mixed with the breath of other dragons, and it was a breath that he was very, very familiar with.

"The battlefield is always the best destination for heroes..." The dragon's roar of the sacred dragon has a strange calmness and elegance. It is like reciting a poem: "It was also dusk like now, and the sky was full of things like this. The clouds of fire. But what is burning is not the setting sun, but the glory of the Lord God! Yes, in that war, my masters and I faced not only millions of troops, but also the tall figure of the Lord God! However, the master is fearless! He stood alone in front of the Lord God and his millions of servants! Ah, how despicable he was in that epic war..."

The sacred dragon howled uncontrollably, and then realized that it had lost its composure. It immediately regained its temperament as a poet, and said in a low voice full of melancholy: "No, in front of those despicable and shameless enemies, the master sacrifices his own life. In exchange for our escape. That is... courage!"

Cranio was deeply moved when he heard it, and he chirped lowly, echoing the voice of the sacred dragon.

The sacred dragon wanted to say something more, but a dangerous intuition suddenly passed through his heart, and he immediately turned his head and looked behind him. At the same moment, Cranio also felt something and looked back at the sky behind him.

Rogg was slowly falling from the sky, and everything in the space around him was slightly distorted. Although there was no electric fire surrounding them, and the two giant dragons did not feel any pressure, the invisible pressure was far more powerful than these tangible threats.

"Master! Didn't you die in the battle?" Gregory jumped up and rushed towards Rogge like lightning.

The fat man grabbed the sacred dragon by its horns and pinned it in the air. But Gregory still didn't give up and stuck out his tongue and licked him viciously.

The fat man was caught off guard and was successfully attacked by the sacred dragon. Seeing that Gregory was still unfinished, he shouted loudly, and then stopped the sacred dragon's next move.

Different from Grigori's ecstasy, Cranio kept retreating. Her wings spread fiercely, but she could never fly. She said in panic: "You, you are the devil mentioned by the Dragon God! Are you the master of Lord Gregory?"

Rogg looked at Cranio, smiled coldly, and said: "Stay where you are! Otherwise..."

Rogg's left hand slowly filled with a black color. Cranio could not sense any power from this black mass, but as a prophet, her keen intuition told her that once she was stained by this black mass, it would be the end of destruction. Although Silver Dragon's arrogance told her that she should fight desperately, but for some reason, in front of Rogge, Cranio couldn't muster any courage at this moment.

Seeing the slowly flowing black mass on Rogge's left hand, Gregory also trembled slightly. But it still mustered up its courage and whispered: "Great, wise and shameless master, there are so many silver dragons in Moonlight Dragon City, you... just let this one go..."

The fat man did not answer, but just asked: "Gregory, where is your Weina master? Where is she?"

The sacred dragon said: "Since we were separated in the battle that day, I have never heard from the two masters. These days I have been hiding to recover from my injuries. Only after I recovered from my injuries did I dare to come out to search for the whereabouts of the two masters."

Rogg nodded and stared into Gregory's dragon eyes, his silver gaze penetrating deeply into its soul. After a while, the fat man said: "It seems that your injury has not only not affected your strength, but also your strength has improved greatly. Could it be that..."

"To tell you the truth, angel wings do taste very good." Gregory pretended to be calm, but the pride in his tone could not be concealed.

Rogg pondered: "Since you haven't found Wella, her Dragon Soul Battle Gun should still be with you."

"I am hiding in a very safe place! In addition, there is also a giant sword used by angels. Master, this is what I got in exchange for my body!" The sacred dragon never forgets his words. How can I still have the slightest bit of elegance and enigma in my work? Cranio's eyes opened wider and wider, and he could hardly believe that what he saw at this moment was the same giant dragon as before.

Rogg glanced indifferently at Craneau, and a bone-chilling chill instantly penetrated her whole body. The dragon prophet's body trembled involuntarily. If it were an ordinary silver dragon, it would not be so bad, but as a prophet, Cranio is extremely sensitive to spiritual and soul power. Her strongest point is precisely controlled by Rogge, so Fatty hardly needs to take action himself. The mental coercion alone is enough to make it difficult for Cranio to resist. Moreover, she also sensed several unusual auras from Rogge. These auras were very weak, but they made her completely fearful and unable to move at all.

"Your name is Cranio?" Rogge asked calmly.

"Yes." Craneo was struggling desperately in her heart. The shackles Rogge had placed on her spirit were too strong, so her weak will to resist only flashed away, and she answered Rogge respectfully. The problem.

"She is a dragon prophet that is rare in the entire dragon clan, and is now the leader of the Silver Dragon Clan in Moonlight Dragon City." Gregory interjected.

It still understands Rogge's temper very well. It knows that the higher the utilization value of Cranio, the less likely Rogge will kill her. The sacred dragon's senses were very keen, and it sensed the hidden and powerful murderous aura from Rogge. Of course the fat man would not kill it, so the target of his murderous intent could only be Cranio.

The fat man looked at Cranio and said coldly: "Very good, young Silver Dragon leader, now you have two choices. One is that the Silver Dragon clan will follow me and fight for me from now on. I will Provide protection and corresponding rewards for your services. The other is to choose independence. Of course, I will destroy the Silver Dragon clan."

"You..." Cranio was speechless for a moment, her wings trembling non-stop. Silver Dragon's pride made her refuse, but the leader's duty required her to consider the safety of the entire clan. After experiencing several wars, the number of adult silver dragons in Moonlight Dragon City has dropped to a very dangerous number. She could no longer afford the loss of any of her clan members. The demon in front of him once destroyed Nicholas, the pride of the Silver Dragon clan, and the old Silver Dragon King also died because of him. And now his power has become so powerful that he can't even resist!

Cranio didn't answer for a long time. Rogge frowned and said impatiently: "The order of the plane is different now. I'll give you a few days to think about it yourself. Gregory , let’s go and get the war spear and angel sword.”

Gregory groaned, glanced at Cranio, and followed Rogge into the sky.

"Master, master, your power is now comparable to that of a god! But can you really take down the entire Moonlight Dragon City by yourself? There are more than a dozen adult silver dragons in it!" Gurley Gao Li flew quickly and said.

Roger said calmly: "Of course not. My current power is very effective against beings who are good at magic, so she will overestimate my power. In fact, I just scared her. She looks very young, no I'm scared. I think I will soon have a dozen more silver dragons as my subordinates."

"Ah! So that's it! You are so despicable and shameless!" It had been a long time since Grigory howled these two flattery words, and now he could not speak fluently.

But Gregory's wisdom is not low, and he immediately asked: "But how do I feel that you didn't originally want the cashier dragons to be your subordinates, but just wanted to kill them."

Rogg looked at Gregory, sighed, and said: "Gregory, you are very smart. You can follow me during this period, but I am working for the Church of Light now, so you can't stay Stay by my side. If you have the chance, you can find a way to take that dragon prophet out of Moonlight Dragon City, as far away as possible, and it is best to leave this plane."

"Ah? Master, master, have you already started working for the Church of Light? You are so fast! It seems that I should bid farewell to the memory of the demon dragon completely and continue my career as a sacred dragon. After all, the sacred dragon is much more glorious than the magic dragon. But..." Gregory's voice slowly dropped. "The two masters are gone, you don't even need me anymore..."

The fat man smiled and said: "Gregory, the sacred dragon is said to only fly in the glory of the gods. If you work hard, you should be able to break through this plane. If you can leave, you should leave as soon as possible. In this plane, I will try my best to help you. No matter what, you should find a way to survive."

In the dead of night, Rogge appeared quietly in the church.

At this time Fengyue and Naifei were already asleep. The two of them grew up a little, as if they were competing to see who could grow faster.

Roger smiled slightly and quietly came to the magic laboratory. Then he reached out and took out a giant sword that was not even in size with his size. The blade of the giant sword was burning with raging heavenly flames. This was exactly the giant sword that Angel of Power once used.

Rogg gently stroked the blade of the giant sword with his hand, letting the holy flames on the sword burn. After a long time, he opened his eyes slightly, opened his mouth and blew out a breath of thick black air, and then his whole body radiated a faint sacred light.

The giant sword seemed to have regained life in his hands, the holy flames were blazing, and the sword's edge was also making a sweet chirp.

Dang!

Rogg flicked the sword blade, listened to the long trembling sound, and then threw the holy flame giant sword into the void.

When the sky was dark, Rogge led more than ten saints to step out of the teleportation circle and stand in the sky above a huge mountain range.

At this time, the main force of the temple is still in the north and has not had time to come back. Therefore, the ones Rogge brought out this time were all inferior Templars. However, this place is located in the west of the mainland, not far from the alliance's territory, so Rogge is not too worried. These dozen or so Templars are good at fighting together, and killing a few low-level dragons is not a problem.

However, a small area on the magic map is actually a few hundred kilometers in radius. Rogge's eyes were slightly bent, scanning the mountains shrouded in clouds and mist.

There is indeed a powerful and evil aura hidden in this deep mountain, an aura that Rogge is very familiar with. He suddenly understood why Fengyue chose this area. This is the hiding place of the three-headed evil dragon Istaradze!

The fat man couldn't help but feel a little discouraged. Although Xiao Fengyue was far from grown up, her sense of power was already faintly superior to the fat man's.

Rogg slowly closed his eyes, distinguishing the remaining breath of Istaradze in the space. The power of the three-headed evil dragon was even greater than that of the Silver Dragon King. Fatty knew that there would be a big battle waiting for him today.

Finally, the fat man opened his eyes and pointed to the northwest. All the saints immediately formed a battle formation and followed Rogge to fly towards Istaradze's hiding place. On the way, after Fatty briefly told the saints about the power, characteristics and attributes of the three evil dragons, everyone had already entered the territory of the three-headed dragon.

Rogg led the Church of All Saints to land on a mountain peak. As soon as he ordered, the two saints immediately moved over a box. On one side of the box were hundreds of powerful magic scrolls, and on the other side were twenty magic arrows with different attributes. These magic arrows are very powerful. If an arrow hits directly, even powerful creatures such as giants and low-level dragons will be severely damaged immediately. All the temples moved quickly and quickly armed themselves, and then the mages began to add auxiliary magic to their companions.

As if he knew someone had invaded his territory, a long dragon's roar began to faintly echo in the distant mountains.

The fat man's face was straightened, and he slowly rose into the sky. He wanted to take off the two little guys that had been hanging on his body, but Feng Yue didn't wait for him to do it, and flew ten meters away, and then grabbed it in the air, and the huge death sickle appeared in her hand. Fatty smiled bitterly. Xiao Fengyue made it clear that she didn't want to pick up Naifei, so she used this method to tell Fatty that she had both hands free.

And Naifei seemed unwilling to let Feng Yue touch her. A pair of small hands tightly hugged Rogge's neck. The fat man pulled her several times but did not take it off. So he smiled bitterly and had no choice but to let it go.

Rogge is not worried about what kind of damage Naifei will suffer. Since she will be fine if she falls into the lava, then after Istaladze's dragon breath is blocked by his own defense, it should be extremely difficult to hurt her. To Nephi. It's just that he doesn't understand why Naifei can't fly.

Seeing that everyone under his command was ready, Rogge’s left eye turned into a dragon eye again. He took a deep breath, and then suddenly let out a long roar!

The roaring sound ~IndoMTL.com~ echoed repeatedly in the mountains, sounding like an angry dragon challenging its opponent. Moreover, there is a faint dragon's power in the whistle. If you distinguish it carefully, this dragon's power has the unique aura of the silver dragon.

An angry dragon roar rang out from the mountains in the distance. This dragon roar had a strange triple chorus, and it angrily scolded the weak silver dragon in dragon language for overestimating its own capabilities and daring to challenge it.

The wind on the top of the mountain became slightly stronger. A small black dot first appeared in the distant sky, and in a blink of an eye, the three-headed evil dragon Istaradze appeared in everyone's field of vision.

After a while, Istaradze’s appearance has changed. On his huge dragon body, there is a black dragon head on the left, a golden dragon head on the right, and the middle dragon head exudes the luster of amber.

Still far away, the roar of the three evil dragons came like thunder under the influence of magic: "Damn Silver Dragon! How dare you break into my territory! I will turn you into a statue and use As a decoration for my glorious palace! Ah, no, how could it be a shameless human race! Damn it, there are so many people! This is a conspiracy!"

Except for Fatty, all the temples used magic to cover up their auras, so the three-headed evil dragon that came in anger could not detect it. Fengyue and Naifei, on the other hand, didn't feel the slightest bit of strength at all.