Blasphemy: On the 12th anniversary

On the twelfth anniversary of Chapter 12, the sky is full of flames and wars are endless.

In the blink of an eye, the war between the two major groups, the Alliance and the Entente, has been going on for more than three months. In the early series of battles, both sides had victories and defeats, so the battle lines were correspondingly intertwined, stretching and extending.

Now war is the only topic in the human countries on the entire continent.

The long southern border of the Dro Empire became the most important front in the war. The terrain here is complex and accessible from all directions. In addition, in the past few decades, this place has been a necessary route for trade and transportation. Therefore, it has a large population and dotted towns. It is a very prosperous and fertile land. Naturally, it has now become a battleground between the two major groups.

This place is completely different now. The commanders of the two major groups took the vast stretch of military land very seriously. Both sides invested heavily in troops, carefully testing each other's intentions, and at the same time doing their best to reinforce their own towns and even villages, making them possible. A stronghold. In just a few months, the prosperous and prosperous southern towns have been transformed into heavily garrisoned and impregnable military fortresses.

On this thousand-mile front, every village and town is fought for, and every fortress changes hands, all at the cost of the lives of hundreds of soldiers. The intention of the Holy Alliance is very obvious. They plan to hold back the main force of the Holy Agreement in a dull and cruel positional battle, like a meat grinder, slowly grinding the vitality of the Holy Agreement. After all, the Asrofic Empire's cavalry is famous all over the world. Even the Principality of Bavaria also has an elite knighthood, but it still does not have the confidence to solve its opponents in a large-scale cavalry decisive battle.

The infantry of the Dro Empire are also very famous. Although Emperor Dro is old and fatuous, this does not prevent the empire from producing one or two capable generals. The Tide and Poseidon legions of the Asrofic Empire are also no strangers to positional warfare. Therefore, on the main front, the two major groups are at odds with each other. As time went by, there were more and more forts on the front, and they became stronger and stronger.

Since the main direction of the battle is at a stalemate, the eyes of both sides naturally extend to both sides of the battle line. Most of them are small countries sandwiched between the two major groups. There is no difference between the Holy Alliance and the Holy Concord in their attitude towards these small countries. The two major groups either threatened or directly sent troops to occupy. In just a few months, except for a few really remote countries and a few overseas islands, all countries on the mainland were forcibly divided into camps and tied to the two groups. The chariot of the peloton.

War is everywhere.

Tangible fronts can stop ordinary warriors, but they cannot stop the elusive and powerful ones. These strong men can sneak into the enemy's strongholds to destroy or assassinate them. If the timing is right, they can even play a role that even a large army cannot achieve. It's just that now the two major war groups are gathering strong men. Even for the strong men in the holy realm, it is very dangerous to penetrate deep into the enemy's territory.

In the context of the war, the three major industries of thieves guild, killer group and mercenary became popular. However, although these organizations in the dark world are powerful, they obviously cannot compare with the two major war groups. Therefore, under the crisis of survival, many organizations have to join one of the two camps.

Amidst the chaos, there are also maverick organizations. These organizations in the dark world are all powerful entities with tentacles reaching every corner of the continent. Even the Holy Agreement and the Holy Glory Alliance can do nothing against such organizations. Three months after the war began, across the entire continent, there were only five or six dark world organizations that could still maintain their independence. Among these organizations, the Night Dancer firmly occupies the king's position in the dark world, while the new shadows rely on fierce and ruthless methods to annex many small guilds and killer groups, expanding rapidly, and vaguely challenge the Dark Night Dancer's throne of darkness trend.

Everyone with great power likes troubled times, and they like war even more. Because in times of war, many things can be done in the name of victory that cannot be done in peacetime. But there are also people who don't like this war, and that's the magicians.

Because the power controlled by magicians is too terrifying, both major groups strictly monitor the magicians within their control and arrest them immediately if discovered. All magicians, even just a magic apprentice, must make a choice, either to join the war or to wait for death in prison. On one side is glory, power, and beauty, on the other side is hunger and a dark prison. Almost any rational magician knows how to choose.

In this war, there is another special group of victims, the members of the Church of Light.

Since the beginning of the war, Pope Rogge of the Holy Church has fully demonstrated his ruthless side. With the support of powerful church force, Rogge pushed religious persecution to a new peak. In a short period of time, the Holy Church built hundreds of large and small churches and temples within the control of the Holy Alliance. The main function of these churches, in addition to developing local believers, is to persecute the original Light Church believers and force them to change their beliefs. Therefore, in each large diocese, a separate Inquisition will be set up to try those confirmed or suspected members of the Illuminati Church.

The Holy Church is developing too fast. A trainee priest three months ago might now preside over a small church, and he might even have the power to organize a small army to defend the church and fight against heretics.

An ordinary cleric three months ago could serve in a medium-sized city. Mid-level clergy positions in those churches have also become very scarce. At least now, within the scope of the Holy Agreement, there are hundreds of large and small dioceses, which has exceeded the total number of mid-level clergy!

Nowadays, it is common for a young clergyman to come to a new district with a small entourage, occupy a large house at will, hang the emblem of the Holy Church on the door, and place a statue of the goddess with rough workmanship in the hall due to urgent work. With one swing, a regional church can be opened.

With such rapid expansion, the teaching staff in charge must be mixed. But the gallows standing high in Ocinia prevented them from being too reckless, let alone tampering with matters of faith.

Pope Rogge spent half of his time hiding in the Icewind Temple in Oceania, while the other half of his time traveled around the parishes. In every diocese there is a must-have program, the Judgment. Most of those who were hanged on the gallows were members of the Church of the Light who refused to change their beliefs, but occasionally there were cases where members of the Holy Church who had failed in their duties were left hanging on the gallows.

Under Rogge's promotion, all countries in the Holy Agreement declared the Church of Light illegal, and all believers of the Church of Light were required to change their faith within a limited time, otherwise they would be subject to a series of punitive measures in terms of taxation and military service.

Rogg still seemed to feel that the raging fire of religious persecution was not burning fiercely enough, so he added a lot of dry wood to it.

"There is no need for mercy towards those who are enemies of God. They have stolen the world that originally belonged to the believers of the goddess. Their greed has no end, and they should be punished! Everything they hold in their hands should belong to you, great A devout believer in Odaireh." At a public religious ceremony, Rogge said to the tens of thousands of believers who gathered.

His speech was quickly misinterpreted intentionally or unintentionally, and crazy Holy Church believers with ulterior motives began to persecute the members of the Light Church. At the same time, aristocrats and bureaucrats in various countries also took the opportunity to purge political opponents. For a time, in the vast land of the Holy Agreement, as long as one is identified as a believer of the Church of Light, the lives of the whole family will be in danger. Therefore, even if it is just to protect the safety of their own family, these civilians living at the bottom must desperately prove their belief position and prove that they are not believers of the Church of Light, or have turned to believe in the goddess.

Every morning, Rogge would devote half an hour to reviewing reports from various places about the expansion of believers and the followers of the Church of Light who applied for hanging.

More and more gallows were needed, and finally one day, even Robosky, who was responsible for sorting out these reports, couldn't stand it anymore, and cautiously suggested to Rogge: "Master Rogge, we killed Are there too many people? In the current war, if public anger is aroused, it will be detrimental to the future war situation!"

Rogg put down the report in his hand and asked: "What do you think is the real reason for this war? Are the monarchs of all the great human nations crazy?"

Roboski quickly went through all the reasons for the war in his mind. American Civil War? Struggle for kingship? Religious opposition? Of all the reasons, only the last one seems the least tenable.

Roger looked at Robosky, as if he had seen through his inner thoughts, and smiled: "This war has involved almost all the countries of the human race. If it is just for territory and population, If so, even the most ambitious person would not be so crazy. The real driving force of this war is the war between two different faiths. Faith is a wonderful thing. A person with pious faith Religious believers can ignore all the difficulties and obstacles in the world. They cannot be bribed, and they will never surrender. Besides killing them, what better way to deal with them?"

"But forcing believers to change their beliefs does not seem to have much significance to the war situation. Mr. Rogge, there is now a huge backlash against the church's... tough methods in various places." Roboski said.

Rogg pondered for a moment and said: "We will kill every one of those guys who are still maintaining the Church of Light. We would rather kill the wrong person than let them go. But what you said makes some sense... This is good. Now, go and inform Maura and let her watch the most corrupt people in the church be selected and killed, so that the rest of them will know to restrain themselves."

"Yes, Mr. Rogge." Robosky left the study with the reviewed documents. He didn't understand why he had to kill all the believers of the Church of Light, and even risked provoking a civil uprising. This was a time of war, and once those small peripheral countries defected, it couldn't be said to be a trivial matter.

Roboski left worriedly.

"What an art!"

In the royal city of Lille, Catherine admired while flipping through a thick report in her hand. Her elegant smile and sincere joy gave her perfect face a faint glow.

In front of her unusually large desk, Franco was sitting in a chair. He was wearing a dark black dress with gold filigree decorations, and a little lace decoration, adding elegance without being vulgar. From his expression to his clothing, he was meticulous and said nothing, quietly waiting for Catherine's instructions.

At this time, Franco was already in his thirties, and there were some signs of age on his forehead and in the corners of his eyes. His face is still handsome, and the smile on his face has remained unchanged for many years. However, perhaps because of the excessive blood on his hands, there is no warmth at all in his eyes, and some are just cold and cold. indifferent.

In just a few minutes, Catherine read the dozens of pages of the report. She pushed the report forward and said to Franco: "You should also take a look. Your former friend Rogge is now a big shot. He is creating chaos, provoking hatred and confrontation among the people, and persecuting dissidents. His methods are so frightening that even if I were sitting in his position, I would not be able to expand the Holy Church faster. Moreover, he can always control the hatred and dissatisfaction of the people on the verge of breaking out, making the situation unstable. As for losing control. By the way, I heard that his magic power is also pretty good, and he seems to be on the level of a great mage. It’s really rare!”

Franco took the report, read it at a very fast speed, put the report back, and respectfully replied: "He is indeed very powerful, I am ashamed of myself."

Katherine picked up another report, flipped through it quickly, and said: "You are also very good. In some aspects, you are no worse than Rogge. Luck actually accounts for a large factor in his being able to be where he is today. . If you could sit in his current position, you would certainly be able to accomplish a great career."

Franco was indifferent to Catherine's praise and just said: "I am just a loyal dog in front of you now and have no interest in a higher position."

"Is it a loyal dog?" Catherine smiled and said: "Even if it is a loyal dog, when the owner is not strong enough to suppress it, it may bite the owner back. But don't worry, since your owner If it's me, then you will never encounter such an opportunity that can put your entire family in jeopardy."

"Thank you for your kindness." Franco stood up and bowed.

Catherine's attention returned to the report in her hand, she waved to Franco and said: "You go back and prepare. We will go to the front line tomorrow to visit the soldiers who have fought hard."

Franco had some doubts in his heart. Catherine had so many things to do, it was hard to find any free time; as a prosecutor, he had to go to bed late at night every day, and the excessive workload had already made him numb. At this moment when the war was in full swing, both of them were too busy to do anything.

Why go to the front line at this time?

However, he knew that Catherine was always unpredictable and every step must have a purpose, so he didn't ask any more questions, silently exited the room, and went back to make preparations on his own.

At this time, thousands of miles away, hundreds of fully armed knights were guarding several carriages speeding under the moonlight. In the carriage, Rogge was concentrating with his eyes closed, while Froya was curled up on his lap, sleeping deeply.

A horn suddenly sounded outside the car, and then the entire convoy stopped. The delicate face of Bauhinia Butterfly appeared at the car window and whispered: "Master Rogge, there is an ambush ahead."

Roger closed his eyes and said calmly: "Kill them all."

"Yes!" Bauhinia Butterfly took the order and left, issuing a series of orders. Half of the hundreds of Ice Palace warriors dismounted and put on light shields and heavy axes, while the other half immediately loaded steel arrows on the heavy crossbows. Several mages walked out of the carriage behind and climbed onto the roof. In an instant, these knights were ready to fight. The speed and neatness of their movements were breathtaking.

As if sensing something, Rogge's eyes suddenly opened, he gently placed Froya on the thick cushion, and stood up.

With sleepy eyes, Froya said in a daze: "Damn Fatty, where are you going? Is someone going to attack us again? I can't feel the existence of any powerful guys, just let them kill them." Intermittent After raving, she immediately fell into sleep again.

Rogg turned around and carefully straightened and covered Froya's brocade quilt, then picked up a huge magic scroll in the carriage and walked out of the carriage.

"Lord Rogge, you..." Seeing Rogge stepping out of the carriage, Bauhinia Butterfly was slightly startled.

"One of the people in the ambush is very strong, so I'm here to help you. Attack with all your strength, fight quickly, and don't waste time on the road." Rogge gave the instructions succinctly.

The main road here is surrounded by a flat river, and there are grasslands more than one meter high on both sides of the road. Those who dare to ambush in this kind of terrain are thieves or killers who are good at hiding. Seeing Rogge's convoy stopped and in a combat-ready posture, these ambushers immediately knew that their whereabouts had been discovered, so they shouted one after another. Under the cover of long grass and night, dozens of killers circled and outflanked, Come to the convoy to cover up.

The battle is short but intense.

These thieves and killers who provide services to the Holy Alliance obviously do not know the origin of this convoy. There were many of them and they had outstanding abilities. They did have reason to launch a strong attack on a convoy guarded by a hundred knights. It's a pity that they didn't meet ordinary knights, but hundreds of high-level Ice Palace warriors. The thin defenses of thieves and killers were so fragile and vulnerable to the powerful force of the Ice Palace Warriors, and they were not able to dodge the close range heavy crossbow shots. They were holding either long or short swords or daggers, and their thin and sharp blades were almost useless in front of the heavy armor and shields of the Ice Palace warriors. Moreover, the personal force and close combat cooperation of the Ice Palace warriors far exceeded the expectations of these killers. Therefore, as soon as the battle started, the sneak attackers suffered heavy losses.

At the height of the battle, Rogge unfolded the magic scroll in his hand. At this moment, a faint figure suddenly jumped up from the deep grass on the roadside, rushing towards Rogge silently at an extremely fast speed. The murderous aura that instantly increased even made several high-level Ice Palace warriors change their expressions, and subconsciously The ground took a step back, thus making way for the killer to lead to Rogge's side!

The sudden sudden change did not alarm Rogge at all. He was still looking at the scroll with a calm face, and seemed to be chanting the activation spell.

Buzz! The dark blue dagger in the killer's hand groaned softly, as if he was excited about the blood he was about to drink.

Buzz! The magic scroll in Rogge's hand also trembled slightly, and suddenly opened a small opening toward the killer's end. A featherless short arrow as thin as a sharp needle flew out like lightning, and instantly sank into the killer's chest, and then disappeared from the killer's chest. She flew out from behind without slowing down at all, and disappeared into the vast night in the blink of an eye.

With a plop, the killer fell heavily at Rogge's feet, her hands and feet twitching involuntarily.

Although the wounds caused by the short arrows were severe, they were not fatal. However, the huge poison coated on the arrow had instantly destroyed the killer's entire vitality.

She struggled to support her upper body and raised her head, just in time to meet Rogge's gaze. At this time, her face scarf had fallen off, and her beautiful face shone with a strange blue color under the moonlight. That is a sign that the poison in the body has already taken effect.

Roger's arrow just now had no warning at all, and the timing and angle of the arrow were exactly right. She couldn't even dodge and block it. Just from the timing of firing this arrow, you can tell that Rogge wanted to kill her with just a simple effort. What's more, how could she have imagined that such a mechanism would be hidden in a magic scroll that would be destroyed after being used once?

"You... are so powerful. But... why do you still use this method and refuse to... use your true skills to kill me?" the killer said with difficulty.

"To save trouble."

Rogg said this and stepped onto the carriage. The convoy started again and sped towards Orsinia.

The killer kept looking up and had stopped breathing. Her eyes that were still open were dyed blue by the poison in her body. Accompanying her were the broken bodies of dozens of companions.

There are many thieves and killer organizations like her who are employed by one party and operate in the territory of the other party, waiting for opportunities to attack and destroy. These organizations often operate in groups, with one group conducting the main attack and one group supporting the attack. It's just that the poison used on Rogge's short arrow came from Froya's hand, and its sinister nature is far beyond that of ordinary poisons. If the dead killer's companions wanted to bury their bodies, they would also be poisoned and die as soon as they came into contact with her body.

In the early morning, Ocinia finally appeared in the morning light.

Roger's carriage drove directly to the main entrance of the Icewind Temple and then stopped. Rogge got off the carriage and strode into the temple. Believers and clergy continued to salute him along the way. Rogge looked holy and nodded slightly in return. Without slowing down at all, he walked into the back of the great temple surrounded by the Ice Palace warriors.

He walked quickly in the back of the hall, and finally walked into Mei's room. Mei was lying on the bed, sweat dripping from her usually cold face, and her brows would frown in pain from time to time. Seeing Rogge coming in, she forced a smile, and then let out another painful groan.

"Mei, how do you feel?" Rogge held her hand and asked gently.

"It should be...I'm about to give birth..." Mei panted, and suddenly let out another painful moan.

The maid next to her saw her and stepped forward and said: "Noble Pope, Miss Mei is about to give birth. Please step aside for a moment."

Roger nodded, walked out of the room, and waited in the outer room.

The fat man originally had to visit several parishes in the south before returning to Oceania. However, at this time, there was an urgent news that Mei was about to give birth, which surprised Rogge. Because according to common sense, Mei is only five months pregnant at this moment, and it will take at least another three months for the normal birth period. But when I think about the rare vitality of the little guy in Mei's belly, it seems that it is normal to be born early.

No matter what, Rogge immediately ordered the convoy to turn around and headed straight back to Oxinia.

Roger didn't wait long when he heard a baby crying from the room. His heart, which had become as cold as ice, couldn't help but be slightly agitated, which was the instinctive love for his own flesh and blood. The fat man gently opened the door and walked into the room.

The maid handed a baby into Rogge's hands and said with a smile: "Dear Lord Rogge, congratulations, you have a beautiful daughter."

"Daughter?" Rogge was stunned. ~IndoMTL.com~ He clearly sensed that the child in Mei’s belly was a boy, but why did he suddenly turn into a daughter when he was born?

He looked at the baby carefully. Yes, it was a girl, and the blood flowing in the girl was indeed his blood.

Quietly, the room suddenly fell into absolute darkness. There was nothing in this dark world except Rogge and the little daughter in his arms.

It’s just that the baby girl held in Rogge’s arms at this moment has turned into a very beautiful little girl at some point. She was staring at Rogge with a sneer on her lips.

Looking at the incomparably beautiful little girl in his arms, Rogge's hands trembled slightly.

Because the little girl’s eyes were as clear and green as emeralds!

"Lord Rogge! Lord Rogge!" Calls brought Rogge back to reality.

The surroundings lit up again, and the little girl had disappeared. Rogge was holding a newborn baby girl in his arms. She was beautiful and lovely, and instead of crying, she smiled sweetly at Rogge.

Her pupils are crystal blue, but occasionally, there will be a flash of bright green.