Blasphemy: （4）
The tall body of the Marquis fell to the ground.
There seemed to be a light mist in the air, making everything look a little blurry. Light red smoke also rose from the holy flame giant sword, which was the smoke catalyzed by the Marquis’s wet blood.
The angel still maintained the posture of thrusting forward with his sword, a look of confusion on his originally expressionless face. He glanced at his companion beside him and saw that he was staring motionless at the door, so he also turned to look at the door.
Outside the door, the night was filled with thick fog, and Rogge’s figure slowly appeared in the fog.
The angel stared at the fat, friendly figure and said coldly: “Who are you?”
“It doesn’t matter who I am, as long as you know that I am here to send you back to heaven.” The fat man smiled brightly and walked into the room with square steps. He glanced at the other angel, his smile turned evil again, and added: “I really didn’t expect to see another light angel here. Although you can’t compare with the light angels I have seen before, but Since you are so beautiful, I will definitely be gentler when I kill you.”
Compared with the angel holding the sword, this angel of light appears much more delicate and beautiful. Their similarities lie in the coldness, mechanics and delicacy of their faces. In a sense, they are not like the legendary angels, but more like golems made by talented hands.
The power of the angel of light seems to be far greater than that of the angel holding the sword, but the dominance of all actions lies in the hands of the angel holding the sword.
After hearing Rogge’s words, the cold expressions of the two angels did not change at all. The angel holding the sword said solemnly: “You have blasphemed the holy glory of heaven…”
At this time, the light angel glanced at the corpse on the ground, and suddenly interjected: “Since you want to resist the heaven, then according to the rules of this plane, you should rescue him.”
Roger’s smile grew wider and wider. He also looked at the corpse on the ground and said, “Since he devoutly believed in the gods in the sky, he deserves to die. And he will not die in your hands.” A very reasonable but ironic ending?”
The angel holding the sword looked solemn, pointed the giant sword at Rogge’s chest, and said in the voice of a mechanical tablet: “You have once again desecrated the glory of the sky, prepare to be judged.”
“Judgment? Wait a moment, let me think about it…” Rogge smiled and looked at his whole body with an ambiguous look that the sword-wielding angel could not understand. The look was substantial and seemed to be direct. penetrated his clothes.
After looking at it for a long time, the fat man said: “…You have to let me think about whether angels can hurt. Ah! I remembered that angels can’t hurt. In this case, then I will let you The pain will get better…”
The eyes of the angel holding the sword flashed with murderous intent, and the holy flame of the giant sword in his hand was strong, carrying the wind and thunder, and stabbed Rogge’s chest. Just as the sword edge advanced a few minutes, it suddenly froze in mid-air. Then he raised his head to the sky and uncontrollably let out a miserable howl that resounded through the night sky!
White feathers filled the sky quietly floating in the Marquis’s bedroom, and each feather was covered with dots of golden flames. These flames are the blood of these angels.
At some point, Rogge appeared behind the sword-wielding angel. He grasped the pair of white wings tightly with both hands, his fingers sinking deeply into the feathers and flesh, and slowly pulled them from the base of the wings to the tips. Wherever his fingers passed, the plump, beautiful, soft and radiant wings were stripped of flesh and blood, revealing white bones!
The angel holding the sword was trembling all over, but he always maintained the posture of stabbing forward with the sword. He seemed unable to move. In the face of this unprecedented pain, he could only scream miserably!
The smile at the corner of Rogge’s mouth turned into a grin. He waved his hands faster and faster, tearing off the big white feathers and the flesh and blood underneath from the wings!
In the blink of an eye, the wings have turned into two pairs of thin skeletons, and the angel’s howling voice has become much hoarse and deeper.
Rogg flew up and kicked the angel to the ground. Then with a wave of his hand, the flaming giant sword came into his hand. He laughed ferociously again, and with a twist of his hand, he twisted the Holy Flame Giant Sword into a steel rod.
The angel groaned and twitched, and just as he was about to get up, the steel rod with a sharp whistling sound fell head-on, knocking him to the ground.
The smile on the fat man’s face has long since disappeared, replaced by a ferocious expression of gnashed teeth. He was beating and cursing at the same time, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth:
“You fucking… blasphemy? I’ll let you know right now… what blasphemy is! Damn, there’s still a good piece of meat here… It’s ready now! You bark at me again? Why? Silent…”
Golden flames kept emerging from the rolling angel’s body, but as soon as they appeared, they were extinguished by an invisible force. Therefore, the angel, who should have been incinerated by the flames long ago, was still unable to escape. He could only moan and groan under the beating of Rogge who was almost like a street gangster.
The angel’s moans gradually deepened, and Rogge’s hoarse roar and gasps came to an end.
Finally, it was quiet.
Roger stood in the room, looking up to the sky. At some point, two lines of tears quietly fell from his closed eyes. From this moment on, the war has begun. This is not his war, but since it is her war, then it is also his war.
Light Angel stood quietly on the side, looking at the bizarre scene in front of him, seemingly stunned.
Rogg slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the angel corpses scattered on the ground, and gently exhaled a breath. He turned around, looked at the Angel of Light who was still standing aside, and said calmly: “Are you going to self-destruct, or do you want me to do it?”
Boom!
The raging flames soared hundreds of meters into the sky, illuminating the entire Westwood as bright as day. The small town was filled with people, who fled outside the city to avoid the fire. Such a fire would not only burn down the ancient and glorious Knight Academy, but it would also inevitably burn the entire city to the ground.
No one noticed that a lonely figure walked out of the blazing flames and disappeared into the vast night.
See him, don’t see him, see him, don’t see him… The monotonous voice kept echoing in Froya’s heart. She sat on the top of the cliff, facing the endless night sky, the cold blue moon and the high-hanging star, letting the mountain breeze flutter her skirt. She rested her chin with both hands, and dangled her bare white feet in the air, just looking intently at the dreamlike magic rose in front of her.
The petals of the magic rose flew away piece by piece, turning into a small ball of beautiful magic halo, gradually disappearing into the night sky. In the little fairy’s bottomless blue eyes, the magic rose was shrinking little by little, until the last petal disappeared in the wind.
Don’t go see him.
The little goblin took a long breath, and an enchanting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. She thought for a moment, waved her right hand, and another magic rose formed in the air.
“Let’s do it again…” she thought.
See him, don’t see him… everything starts again.
In fact, she knew in her heart that no matter how many times she repeated this ancient and simple divination, the result would be the same, because every magic rose she made had an even number of petals.
So the result this time is still not to see him.
Froya still had a smile on her lips, as if she was immersed in the memories of the past. After a long time, she waved her right hand gently again, and a magic rose was generated again. Only this time, the vaguely radiant magic rose floated in the air without any change.
Hundreds of meteors flying around the ever-falling stars dropped a few more. Judging from the direction of their falling, it was the cliff where Froya was. Looking at these meteors coming at high speed, Froya knew that she no longer had to worry about this problem.
Froya flew up, her ice-like hands dancing with a strange rhythm, like a night butterfly doing a sad and beautiful dance. As she moved, the magic power floating in the vast space gathered crazily, forming a faint storm around her.
The meteor flew in front of her in a blink of an eye and turned into three ice-cold angels. The leading angel held a gun in his left hand, pointed at Froya with his right hand, and said: “Powerful magician, your power characteristics are acceptable to the gods, so you have the honor of converting to the Lord God.”
Froya smiled brightly, and her beauty seemed to illuminate the mountains.
“Thank you, no need.” She said.
This night was extremely long.
In this never-ending night, only the stars that never set are getting brighter and brighter. From its brilliance, new meteors will fly out from time to time, joining the hundreds of meteors flying around the stars. Among the meteors that almost formed a band of light, dozens of meteors would break out every once in a while and fly to every corner of the continent.
Despite the unusual night, most places on the continent were still asleep, such as a stretch of steppe in the western part of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. The night wind gently blew through the long grass, and occasionally, a few nocturnal beasts would rush past.
It’s just that the tranquility of the grassland did not last long.
Several meteors fell like flying stars and turned into four angels in full armor. They stood virtually a hundred meters in the sky, scanning the entire grassland with real eyes. Wherever they looked, all life stopped moving. The only thing these instinctive creatures could do was tremble to express their awe.
The four angels searched repeatedly, but seemed to find nothing. The leading bow-wielding angel showed doubts and frowned in thought. After all, they were assigned to search here. To them, the existence of that assignment was unattainable and its power was completely unimaginable. It can’t make mistakes. If it can’t find the target at this time, the fault must be theirs.
The angel holding the bow waved his hand, and the four angels scattered and searched in one direction. However, none of them noticed that just when they dispersed, there was a girl walking on the grassland not far away.
Her long pale golden hair was flying in the night wind, her steps were as light as the wind, and she was calm and calm, as if she was just passing by here. Whether she was passing by or doing it on purpose, the four angels not far away were completely unaware.
The girl suddenly turned her head and looked at the four angels who had just dispersed. In an instant, light blue flames ignited in her eyes, and fierce murderous intent flashed through her eyes!
The four angels were startled almost at the same moment, and turned to look in the direction of the girl!
What they saw was just a flash of **** lightning, and then there was endless darkness.
The girl regained her original tranquility and beauty, and walked calmly into the distance, as if she was just passing by. In the blink of an eye, her figure has disappeared into the night. Occasionally, her dancing pale golden hair will flash in the distance, as if she is unwilling to hide in the darkness.
The nocturnal beasts on the grassland quietly raised their heads. Their fear has not completely disappeared, and they still dare not escape. They can only secretly look at the four blazing holy flames in the sky.
The night is noisy again.
The city of Lille was filled with surging crowds and chanting slogans. Hundreds of thousands of torches illuminated the entire city as bright as day.
In this city that seems to have fallen into madness, only a large area of buildings on the west side of the city remains dark and silent. This is the temporary headquarters of the Holy Knights.
In a large room on the top floor of the main building, Augustus was sitting in a chair, staring out the window at the stars hanging high in the night sky. There was no light in his room. It wasn’t until he saw more than a dozen meteors falling towards the city of Lille that the Blood Angel’s face, full of traces of time and with lines as sharp as a knife, moved slightly.
At this moment, a gentle knock on the door sounded. Before Augustus could answer, the door opened and a young knight strode in.
“Lord Augustus, the prophet Lafalash is leading the fanatical Protestants towards here! He said that you have fallen, joined the devil, and killed six prophets including Muller who spread the glory of the Lord God. He Claiming to purge you for the gods in heaven. And…”
The young knight paused, hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said: “…and many knights of the Holy Knights have been bewitched by Lafarache and joined his camp, so we are now in Outnumbered.”
Augustus smiled lowly and said: “A lot of knights? I’m afraid all the holy knights have sided with Lafarash!”
“No! Not all of them!” The young knight became excited and said: “Including me, there are eighty-six knights of the guard who will always be loyal to you! As long as your sword points the way for us, no matter the enemy No matter how many, we will let them remember the courage of the Knights of the Holy Knights!”
The Blood Angel turned to look at the young knight. He was handsome, tall, and full of fighting spirit. His young face was a little red with excitement.
“But…” the young knight hesitated again and said, “Mr. Augustus, why are there angels around La Falla? They must be phantoms created by La Falla with magic to deceive believers. !”
At this time, there was noise coming in outside the window, and half of the sky was lit red by torches. Augustus looked out the window, stood up, walked to the young knight, patted his shoulder gently, and said with a smile: “It seems that La Farache has brought at least one hundred thousand believers, and There are only eighty-seven of us, are you afraid?”
The young knight was very excited, but in the blink of an eye he calmed down and said resolutely: “Even if it’s just you and me, I won’t be afraid!”
“Very good, you are already a true holy knight.” Augustus said with approval, “And a true knight should only sacrifice for worthy things.”
After saying that, he moved slightly on the young knight’s shoulder, and instantly cut the young knight’s neck. The young knight looked stunned, but could no longer control his body and fell softly.
Augustus stretched out his hand, and with a clang, the long sword that had been with him for decades flew into his hand with its scabbard. Blood Angel opened the door and walked into the darkness outside the door, towards the 100,000 believers and more than ten angels of La Falash.
The moment before the door closed, before falling into sleep, the young knight saw a pair of wings quietly unfolding behind Augustus.
The pair of wings are as black as ink.
Roger wandered among the crowds, feeling the excitement and craziness of the city with some confusion.
This is a city with a large population, very close to Lille, only three days away. Perhaps because of this, the riots and unrest in Lille also spread to this city. Like Lille, torches, spirits, frenzy and shouting have become the themes of the city at the moment.
In almost every square and every tavern, there will be people occupying high places and delivering impassioned or even hysterical speeches. Looking at the distorted, frothing faces, and the people under the stage raising their arms and shouting wildly, Rogge suddenly felt very funny.
Why are they so excited? Have they found the truth? At this moment, they must think so. But among these thousands of wild people, how many people have seriously thought about whether the concepts they have been told must be correct?
The only thing Rogge was sure of was that none of the sentient beings he saw knew their upcoming fate.
“The devil has appeared, and the truth is about to be revealed!” A hoarse tenor passed through the vast space and numerous obstacles, reaching Rogge’s ears without any loss. The fat man was startled. He turned around and saw a man in a robe standing on a statue pedestal giving a speech. He was as lean as a stick, but his voice was extremely loud, sharp and thin, and extremely penetrating. Because of this, it could reach Rogge’s ears across a distance of a hundred meters.
“The messenger of the gods and the great prophet Rafalash has seen through the true face of the Blood Angel Augustus. He calls on all believers of the true God to go to the city of Lille to defeat the devil Augustus!” The man continued Screaming, the high-pitched voice was like a needle, wandering back and forth over the city.
“Kill the devil!”
“Crucify Augustus!”
“Burn him to death!…”
The crowd was excited, and the shouts instantly drowned out the man’s voice.
Rogg suddenly felt an inexplicable irritation in his heart. What was the purpose of countless desperate battles between him and her, as well as those who had seen through the plane and destiny? Is it for the existence of the plane and to protect the survival, freedom and dignity of the people in front of me? However, it is meaningless to think about the purpose of the resistance now. He once possessed the brilliance of the Lord of Destruction, so he could not escape. Since you don’t want to give in, you can only fight to the end. What’s more, destruction is salvation. Whether he succumbs or not, the outcome is the same.
The fat man’s thoughts moved slightly, and he appeared behind the lean man. The fat man kicked down the ten-meter-high bluestone statue, then grabbed it and broke off the statue’s calf. Then he lifted up the huge and strange stone pillar and smashed it at the back of the man’s head!
“I will lead you…” The man’s scream stopped abruptly!
Rogg picked up the calf of the stone statue and was about to continue smashing it down when he was suddenly startled. He looked at the calf of the stone statue, and then at the place where the man originally stood. Although the resentment in his heart was lingering, he felt that there was really no need to make up for it a few more times.
The crowd suddenly fell silent, unable to understand the **** reality in front of them. I don’t know who took the lead in shouting: “Devil!” Like a spark falling into a sea of oil, the dormant flame in the hearts of the crowd burned again!
Looking at the crazily surging crowd, Rogge sneered, moved his lips slightly, and spit out a few simple notes, creating a slowly flowing whirlwind around him. At this time, Fatty is no longer the young boy who first glimpsed the secrets of magic. The magic he casts casually, no matter whether it is high or low level, contains incredible power.
The wind is very gentle, as gentle as a knife. The dozens of wild men who rushed forward suddenly stopped, and dozens of crisscrossing red lines appeared on their exposed skin. The people in front stopped, but the people behind didn’t know what was going on and still rushed forward, howling. Under the push, dozens of people at the front fell down one after another. Their bodies were broken into dozens of pieces of flesh before they even touched the ground, and blood was everywhere!
Although the believers are wild, they have not completely lost their minds. Those who accidentally stepped on the corpses exclaimed and stopped one after another. However, behind them, there were dozens of times more people stepping forward bravely. As soon as they stopped, they were immediately pushed down by the people behind them, and then countless feet stepped on them.
Around the base of the tall stone statue, the wind was still blowing gently, but its sharp knife-like wind could not stop the almost crazy crowd, and the spray of blood mist could not extinguish the raging flames in people’s hearts. Rogge looked solemn, raised the stone pillar in his hand high, and then slammed it down.
One hit, two hits, three hits… After just a few hits, Rogge felt tired. He raised his eyes and looked around, and saw that several points of holy light were lighting up one after another throughout the city. They were the lights on the wings of angels. Rogge looked around at the crowds of people who were rushing forward without fear of death. He sighed softly, dropped the scarlet stone pillar in his hand, and turned around to head north. His figure flashed, and every step he took was a thousand meters away. In an instant, Rogge was gone. In the square, the wild people did not realize that their target had disappeared, and they still crowded towards the base of the stone statue like crazy.
Walking in the night, Rogge felt not only boredom, but also sadness. He has discovered subtle changes deep within himself. Fatty had already been in a high position at a young age, and his countless experiences between life and death had made him forget the word kindness. Although Fatty is not bloodthirsty, he will never be afraid of killing people when necessary, no matter how many people he wants to kill. But every time he killed people in the past, even when he massacred a city, he regarded the other person as a human being and the same species as himself.
But this time is different.
These people are ignorant of their future destiny. They are just food for the gods to absorb their faith, just like pigs and sheep from humans. What they are fighting for wildly is just one step closer to being reduced to pigs and sheep. Perhaps because of this, when Rogge was killing, he didn’t feel that he was killing anyone at all, but just slaughtering groups of pigs and sheep. He no longer sees these people as being of the same species as himself.
So he was disappointed.
With such a state of mind, what is the difference between him and the gods in the sky at this moment?
The fat man smiled bitterly and drove away all the slight confusion. He suddenly stood in the air, turned around slowly, and sneered at the seven-point Holy Glory chasing behind him at full speed.
After a while, there were seven blazing holy flames under the night sky.
Rogg stood in the air, his eyes once again passing over the mainland under the night. At this moment, how many people are fighting alone like him?
He shook his head and turned to the north. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly frowned and stopped again. In front of him, there were two more angels. Their bodies are huge and their aura is different from lower-level angels.
Roger finally showed some seriousness on his face. The two force angels were also opponents worthy of being taken seriously for him at this moment. What’s more, they are different from the power angels brought by Andreoli that day. They stepped directly from the gate of heaven, and their physical strength is much less affected by this plane.
The fat man squinted his eyes and glanced at the shining star in the night sky. That star is the gate to heaven that is being built. No one knows how long it takes to build a heavenly gate, and Rogge also doesn’t know. He only knew that there were high-level angels among the hundreds of angels surrounding the Gate of Heaven. It was very difficult to get close to the Gate of Heaven. Moreover, one side of the gate of heaven is connected to this plane, and the other side is bathed in the light of the main god. It is simply not something that ordinary gods can destroy. What’s more, since the gates to heaven have begun to be established in this plane, even if one is destroyed, another one will be built next.
Since all this has begun, it will inevitably come to an end.
It’s just that not long has passed since that star hung high in the night sky, and the night has not even ended before powerful angels stepped out from the gate of heaven and began to patrol the entire plane?
At this moment, the stars shone again, and dozens of meteors of different colors separated from the meteor group. Only this time, the meteors did not scatter, but gathered into a bunch and flew straight towards Rogge.
“Is it going to end so soon?”
Rogg didn’t want the decisive moment to come so soon. He walked under the night just to capture a few more stray angels.
But he didn’t really care about the early arrival of the decisive moment.
The fat man smiled, grabbed it with his right hand, and the huge death sickle appeared in his hand.
But Rogge’s smile suddenly solidified, and he looked up at the stars that never set again. Because at this moment, night suddenly turned into day!
The reversal of day and night only happened in an instant, because there was an incredibly huge electric light that spanned half of the night sky and silently hit the stars that never set! The intense light in that moment not only illuminated the entire sky, but also completely suppressed the brilliance of the stars!
When day turned into night again, thunder resounded throughout the world.
The star that never set has dimmed a lot, and nearly a hundred of the meteors flying around it suddenly burst into glory, wrapped in blazing holy flames, and fell to the ground, forming a sad and beautiful meteor shower.
With almost no time to think, the second electric light traveled through the night sky and hit the stars again!
The stars that never set became even dimmer, and they looked no different from ordinary stars. Those meteors flying around were much sparser, so they suffered much smaller blows. Only forty or fifty fell burning.
Dozens of meteors flying straight towards Rogge immediately turned around and flew towards the origin of the lightning. Looking from a distance, the place where the electric light rises is the Elf Valley.
Rogg took a deep breath, withdrew his gaze, turned to the two force angels in front of him, and said in a calm voice: “Accept the destruction.”
Compared with the hustle and bustle of the mainland, the secret realm where the Great Temple of Light is located is completely silent. There is no flow of light and shadow, and no slight sound can be heard. It seems that this place has completely turned into a dead zone.
The dull moonlight shines through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows of the main building of the church and onto the abrupt iron cage in the middle of the room. Standing in the cage was a dreamlike girl with black hair and silver eyes. She raised her fist very slowly and struck at the thick steel bars of the cage. But every time, as if she was afraid of hurting her hand, she would retract her fist when she was still a little away from the steel bar. Anyone who sees this scene will feel that the girl’s choice is correct. Her hands are white and delicate, almost transparent, and so soft that they seem to be damaged if they touch the steel bars.
Her black hair was kept flying, and her silver eyes seemed to be filled with lingering mist. At a glance, there was an unspeakable sadness in the dreamlike beauty.
She clenched her fist and slowly struck at the steel bars of the cage, but returned with no success. This happened over and over again, seemingly without stopping.
The moonlight gradually became brighter, but on this night, it was not clear whether it was the moonlight or the starlight that came through the window.
The girl seemed more and more anxious, and the mist in her silver eyes became thicker and thicker. Finally, the mist condensed into a crystal droplet, sliding down her smooth face. After punching this time, she no longer flinched, but resisted.
Her face gradually turned pale, and there was a faint line of golden blood flowing down the corner of her lips, but her right fist was advancing minute by minute, getting infinitely closer to the steel bars that made up the cage.
A thunderbolt suddenly sounded in the silent room, and the cage was filled with lightning. The girl seemed to have been hit hard and fell to the ground. But her efforts were not all in vain. After the steel cage shook for a while, a gap finally appeared in the invisible barrier. This gap disappeared in an instant, but for her, it was enough. She opened her lips and suddenly let out a cry that penetrated the clouds and cracked the rocks!
The Qingyue shouts instantly broke through the roof and went through the clouds!
The blow and shout just now seemed to have consumed all her strength, and even the flying black hair fell obediently, turning into a piece of soft silk and scattered beside her. She panted hard, and she didn’t know how long it would take before she could gather enough strength to stand up again.
She didn’t wait long.
As soon as the invisible barrier closed, a vague figure appeared beside her. In this space where the flow of time was almost static, she tried to open her eyes wide, trying to tell whether she had seen something wrong. After all, the figure was extremely erratic and would disappear completely if she looked carefully.
She blinked her silver eyes hard, trying to see more clearly. At this moment, a wave of thought was introduced into her consciousness, which was what she once feared infinitely, but now she is extremely looking forward to, Fengyue’s consciousness: “You read that right, I’m back.”
The girl showed her face, tried her best to smile, and said: “That’s… great.”
Feng Yue said in the same cold tone as before: “You know that I have been looking for a way back, and you also know what will happen after I come back. Why do you still give me the coordinates?”
The girl smiled and stretched out her hand to Ruoyouruowu Fengyue with difficulty: “Because… I can’t help him! Only… only you can…”
Feng Yue was silent for a moment, and finally slowly squatted down, gently held the girl’s hand, and said: “You cannot exist independently from this body…”
“I know.”
Feng Yue was silent and just shook the girl’s hand.
“Let’s get started, I’m ready.” After saying that, she closed her eyes. Fengyue stared at her. At this moment, her smile was calm and peaceful.
Time seems to have stopped completely.
I don’t know how long it took, Fengyue opened her eyes again. The pair of silver eyes were as cold as before, and the satin-like black hair fell like a waterfall again.
As if being supported by a pair of invisible hands, Feng Yue’s body slowly floated up and stood still in the cage. She just glanced at the steel cage briefly, then she made a fist with her right hand and punched the steel cage above her head!
The deathly silent secret realm suddenly shook slightly, and then a thunder resounded throughout the secret realm! Amidst the roar, dozens of the magnificent buildings in the church collapsed one after another. Amidst the splashing sand, soil and bricks, Feng Yue’s beautiful figure slowly rose into the sky.
The steel cage that condensed Rogge’s countless efforts and allowed him to brag for a long time has long been torn apart and buried in the rubble field, turning into a relic that can only be admired and thought by future generations.
As soon as Feng Yue identified the direction, she soared into the sky and flew towards the endless sky. When the light flashed under the night sky, the dreamlike figure had disappeared without a trace.
“Damn, it’s so difficult! Do you have to force me to show my true skills?”
The fat man cursed indistinctly as he plucked off the feathers stuck to his hands and body. After working for a long time, the anger in his heart arose again, and he flew up with a kick, hitting Li Angel’s huge body that could not move hard.
It took a long time for the fat man to clean himself up. He picked up the death sickle stuck on the ground and moved his muscles at will. This simple action caused pain from dozens of wounds all over his body, especially the horrific wound that penetrated his entire chest.
The flesh and blood at his wound could not help but squirm, repairing the damage on his body. It’s just that although Rogge is not afraid of the heavenly holy flame, the wounds caused by this flame are not so easy to repair.
The fat man closed his eyes slightly, calmed down for a moment, and then clenched the Death Sickle in his right hand.
The stars that never set began to shine again, and there were nearly a thousand shooting stars circling and dancing around them. At this moment, the number of angels standing in front of Rogge also changed from a few to dozens.
The fat man’s eyes slowly swept over the expressionless faces of the angels, then he smiled, spat out a mouthful of **** phlegm, and cursed: “It’s really troublesome, I can’t even kill them all!”
Rogg suddenly straightened his chest, and the three pairs of blue wings studded with stars on his back quietly stretched to their maximum, and the invisible majesty spread to a hundred meters away in an instant!
“You are so bold. To disrespect me is to blaspheme the glory of my Lord Dismassen!” Rogge’s flat, mechanical, and cold voice echoed in the ears of every angel. For a moment, all the angels looked at each other with doubtful expressions.
Roger frowned slightly, the blue starlight around him couldn’t help expanding, and he snorted coldly again.
Seeing that Rogge was already angry, the leading angel immediately dropped the giant sword in his hand and knelt down in the air with his knees bent. After him, dozens of angels also knelt down in the air at the same time.
Most high-level angels are accustomed to fighting in various planes. In order to adapt to the different environments of each plane, they will also change themselves accordingly. Therefore, for angels, body shape and appearance are not the basis for judgment. The only way to distinguish is breath. In the feeling of these angels, Rogge exuded completely the aura of Andreoli of the Stars at this moment.
Seraphs carry a brilliance second only to the Lord God, and they are completely unable to disobey them.
At the moment when all the angels knelt down, Rogge suddenly moved!
His figure flashed like thunder and lightning, and he circled around dozens of angels in an instant. When the fat man returned to where he was, the Death Scythe was still whistling and circling in his hand.
And those dozens of angels have turned into dazzling **** of holy flames in shock and confusion.
The fat man chuckled and said: “It seems that what I expected is right, the angels really don’t have brains!”
“Not necessarily!” A gentle and pleasant voice suddenly sounded from behind the fat man.
The fat man was startled and turned around slowly, only to find that there was an angel behind him, looking at him with a smile.
It was still the familiar star eyes, still the six blue wings studded with stars. The one who appeared behind Rogge was none other than Andreoli of the Stars.
Looking at the stunned Rogge, Andreoli smiled and said: “Although I am not smart either, but if you want to deceive me, I am afraid you have to become my Lord Dismasson.”
“This seems a little difficult.” Rogge said slowly.
“It seems so.” Andreoli’s voice is always so pleasant.
Rogg’s right hand secretly clenched the Death Scythe. He glanced at the stars that never set in the night sky, and then said: “Since you have appeared, the gate to heaven must have been built, right?”
“It’s still a little short of completion, but it’s not far from being fully completed.”
The fat man took a deep breath and slowly raised the Death Scythe, and the scenery around him began to blur. He stared into Andreoli’s starry eyes and said solemnly: “In that case, let’s do it!”
Andreoli smiled. He was already extremely handsome, and this smile only added to his charm. To Rogge’s surprise, this infinitely powerful seraph didn’t show any sign of gathering strength at all. He just pointed at the stars that never set under the night sky and said with a smile: “Look, you are still here.” There are a lot of enemies to choose from, and I have a lot to do, so there is no need for us to fight this battle. Wouldn’t it be great if we all have our own busy lives?”
The fat man could hardly believe his ears. How could this be said by a seraph? But Rogge didn’t dare to relax at all. After all, judging from past records, angels and demons were both untrustworthy guys. And now Fatty is facing this final battle with a desperate mentality, so he is still gathering strength. In the blink of an eye, the surging power in his body is approaching what he can control and bear. limit.
But Rogge is still gathering strength! Against an opponent like Andreoli, no amount of amassed power will be too much. And Rogge’s only chance to win will only come at the moment of a full blow.
Life and death will be decided at that moment.
Seeing the twisted and blurred Death Scythe, Andreoli sighed softly: “Rogg, even if you want to continue this battle, I’m afraid some people will not agree.”
The fat man smiled coldly and said, “Who wouldn’t agree?”
“Me.” A cold and cold voice suddenly sounded from behind Rogge!
Before Rogge could react from his astonishment, a slender hand as ice-like as snow stretched out from behind him and gently and deftly snatched the ready-to-go Death Sickle from Rogge’s hand. Then Rogge felt a chill on the back of his neck and was hit by another blow. Her hands are cold and soft, and the contact with her skin can be said to be the ultimate enjoyment, but along with the touch comes a bit of bone-chilling coldness. These wisps of cold air are completely irresistible. Wherever they go, all the strength Rogge has gathered will disappear.
At this moment, the panic in Fatty’s heart far outweighed the surprise. He only had time to say: “Fengyue! How could you come back…” The voice suddenly stopped, and then his body was no longer under his control, slowly. Slowly fall backward.
Feng Yue used her left hand to support Rogge’s falling body, and then said softly: “Because this is not your war…”
It’s just that Rogge has lost consciousness and he can no longer hear these words.
Feng Yue stared at Rogge, then raised her head after a moment, her silver eyes turned cold, pointed the death scythe at Andreoli, and said calmly: “Let’s begin.”
Andreoli didn’t seem to hear Feng Yue’s words at all. He just looked at Feng Yue blankly. After a long time, he sighed and said: “Although we are destined to be enemies, but still saying that, you have other things. I have something to do. So… we don’t need to fight.”
Without waiting for Fengyue to answer, Andreoli slowly turned around and flew into the distance. The star-studded blue wings flickered a few times before disappearing and blending into the stars in the sky.
Feng Yue frowned slightly. She looked at the stardust that never fell in the night sky, and then looked at Rogge who was sleeping in her arms. Just when she was about to leave, Andreoli’s mental fluctuations suddenly became distant. came: “The source of faith in this plane has collapsed, so the clone of my Lord Dismassen will come soon…”
Feng Yue was silent for a moment, narrowing her silver eyes slightly and looking at the star that never set in the night sky. Finally, she seemed to have made up her mind, her lips were slightly opened, and a wisp of cold air slowly floated out from her ice-colored lips.
She slashed the void with the death scythe, and wherever the blade passed, numerous spatial ripples immediately rippled out. With just one cut, Feng Yue cut through the space barrier.
She moved her left hand slightly forward, and Rogge floated toward the ripples of space like a boat on the river.
It was only a few meters away. No matter how slowly Rogge floated, it only took him a few breaths to reach the ripples in space.
But for her, this period of counting breaths is more than just a few years!
Feng Yue raised her hand and put it down again, each time she couldn’t help but want to pull him back, and each time she pressed him down forcefully. She knew that after this farewell, they would never see each other again.
Feng Yue suddenly let out a clear whistle, waved his left hand forward, completely pushing Rogge into the spatial ripples, and then swung the death scythe, cutting off all connections between Rogge and this plane!
She soared into the sky, like a roaring meteor, rushing towards the stars that never set in the night sky!
She never looked back… With a groan, Rogge slowly opened his eyes and stared blankly at the light and shadow flowing around him.
Rogg suddenly sat up, because everything before falling asleep came back to his memory!
Countless energy turbulence roared past him. This space had no direction and no time. He was already lost in the turbulence of space.
Roger sighed secretly and said to himself: “Fengyue, you must have never imagined that I still have a way to go back. No matter what, I won this time, haha…” But his laughter was dry. Incomparably, there is no joy at all.
Roger waved his hand lightly, and the turbulent space in front of him separated to both sides, revealing a wandering space gap. He moved forward, but before stepping into the gap in space, he actually shrank back. This was repeated several times, but Rogge still did not dare to take that step.
He is not afraid of the gods in the sky, he is just afraid of knowing the destined outcome.
Finally, Rogge stepped into the gap in space.
It seems that Rogge did not sleep for long. Nothing on the continent of Gloria seemed to have changed, except that there was an extremely bright morning star in the sky.
On the distant horizon, the sky has begun to turn white, while at the other end of the continent, the remaining night is still unwilling to give up its last territory. But in the middle of the sky, around the unfallen star, thousands of angels were flying around. And in the center surrounded by thousands of angels, there is another extremely dazzling three-color light of gold, blue, silver and gray that is changing and getting brighter and brighter. It seems that some great existence is about to be finalized in this plane.
Rogg stood in the air and slowly scanned everything familiar and unfamiliar in front of him. His hands were trembling involuntarily, and an uncontrollable chill surged out of his heart, almost freezing his blood!
His whole body suddenly shook, and his figure flickered. In an instant, he had traveled thousands of miles and landed on the top of an ice peak.
This is the highest Tanggula Ice Peak in the entire Gloria continent.
On the top of the peak, there is a dark black death sickle stuck alone. Every time the extremely strong mountain wind passes over the blade, it will make a shrill scream.
Roger slowly knelt down in front of the Death Scythe, stretched out his trembling hand~IndoMTL.com~ and gently stroked the blade and blade. Every touch on his fingertips was so familiar, as if her lingering fragrance and coldness were still retained on the death scythe.
The stars in the sky are getting brighter and brighter, gradually revealing the true face of the gate to heaven. With a roar, the two doors slowly opened. The moment the doors opened, you could see countless angels getting ready behind the doors.
Rogg stood up suddenly, looked up to the sky and roared at the top of his lungs!
He didn’t say anything more, he just pulled out the death sickle, then stepped down hard with both feet, and he rushed into the sky like lightning, flying towards the gate of heaven!
Numerous cracks quietly appeared on the Tanggula Snow Peak, and then collapsed.
Rogg held the death scythe tightly, and invisible flames erupted from his body. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a burning star, passing through the great existence that had not yet formed, and then faced countless, feathered The brilliance has merged into the angels of the Tianhe River, rushing upstream and roaring into the gate of heaven!
At this moment, the Tianhe River stopped flowing!
It immediately returned to normal and continued to rush forward.
It’s dawn.