Blasphemy: 1 New Year’s Eve

In the vast central mountain range, large thick snow clouds press tightly on a group of stretching and staggered Z-shaped peaks. The cold wind howled at the top of the mountain, wrapped in goose feather-like flakes of snow, whistling back and forth in the forest on the top of the mountain. The snow in the valley is already waist-deep, and there is no other movement except for the occasional mountain wind that shakes the remaining snow from the tree crowns.

The snow on the top of the peak suddenly collapsed into a fist-sized corner, revealing the dark, rugged rocks below. A strong and powerful hand reached out and grabbed the rock. This hand had been exposed to the biting wind for a long time, and the gray skin was stained with dark purple spots. The cracks all over it had stopped bleeding, and it looked like an open pale mouth.

With a little effort from this hand, a strong figure climbed up to the top of the mountain. The man’s face was stern and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

He looked around. The peak seemed to be facing the direction of the mountain wind. There was only a thin layer of snow, and it could be seen that the landscape was quite flat. Behind the peak is a gentle **** leading to a winding and narrow valley.

This man is actually wearing the military uniform of the Principality of Arei. After observing the situation, he waved his hand, and the soldiers of the Arei Principality climbed to the top of the mountain one by one. This group of soldiers was old and young, almost all of them were injured, and their military uniforms were all in tatters, as if they had been crawling in the rocky mountains for dozens of days and had not been repaired.

They have indeed been running around in the deep mountains for dozens of days. To be more precise, they have been on the run for dozens of days.

The man leading the charge was Du Lin, who was ordered by Rogge to lead 20,000 Arei recruits into the Central Mountains to encircle and suppress the orcs. After a month of marching day and night, the army finally reached the edge of the orc activity area. Dulin already has rich experience in how to deal with orcs. He used his army to wipe out several orc tribes one after another with great ease, and then cautiously approached the place where he last met the well-equipped orc warriors.

However, when he marched forward and met the orc army in a large basin, looking at the densely packed orc warriors with clear banners, complete arms, and various types of soldiers, Du Lin discovered with horror that what he was facing was not what he expected at all. A powerful orc tribe.

This is a powerful orc empire!

What follows is an endless and brutal battle.

A tragic encounter, a tragic blocking battle, a tragic break in the rear, a tragic escape, a tragic counterattack, and a seemingly endless escape.

The physical strength and endurance of the orcs have been fully demonstrated in the mountains. In the past few dozen days, the roars of beasts have been echoing in Dulin’s ears all the time. He didn’t know how many orcs had fallen under his sword, nor could he remember how many robes were torn apart by fangs and claws.

Dulin had no time to calculate how long they had been on the run. The sun and moon were just signposts to guide the direction. At night when there were no stars, they could only rely on their faith in God to identify the direction.

Long escapes and short restless rests constituted all of life in these days, and day and night had no meaning. Dulin mobilized all his wisdom, leading the soldiers to maintain maximum physical fitness with the most limited food, and to identify directions in bad weather and complex terrain. When encountering suitable terrain, he would leave some people behind to take on the task of breaking out. .

These retired warriors never came back.

However, after struggling on the edge of life and death for dozens of days, these surviving soldiers are all elites with strong determination. Every time Dulin designated the rear troops, the designated soldiers would obey silently and walk to the predetermined sniper spot. .

Dulin only felt that every syllable he spat out when issuing the order had a strong smell of blood!

“Lord Dulin, which road should we take?” his lieutenant asked. All the soldiers’ eyes also fell on him.

Du Lin looked forward. God bless them. Although they had taken detours these days, they did not deviate from the road back home in the end. Going straight along the ridge will lead you back to the Principality of Are, while going along the valley will lead to the depths of the vast central mountain range. Everyone knows what it means to compete with the orcs in the mountains during this snowy season.

Du Lin looked back again, and on the distant hills, those terrifying figures that once only appeared in nightmares had appeared. And behind that hill, how many orcs were roaring and chasing after them?

Fifty thousand? Or one hundred thousand?

Du Lin looked at his subordinates again. There were less than 2,000 soldiers still following him. He was suddenly proud of these soldiers! Almost every fallen warrior dragged an orc who was much stronger than himself onto the road. You know, these are just new recruits who have just joined the army and been trained!

What can he do? Can these thousands of orcs be brought back to the Principality of Are? The main force of the principality has long been transferred to the southeastern front of the empire. At this moment, there are no more than 30,000 troops remaining in the country. They are completely unable to stop this group of bloodthirsty and savage orcs!

Dulin took a deep breath, pointed to the adjutant, and said in a deep voice: “You, take fifty people, follow this road back to the Principality of Are, and be sure to report the situation of the orcs to Rogge My lord. The rest of you… follow me to the valley!”

The adjutant was startled, and when he was about to say something, Du Lin shouted back: “Mom! Live! Go back! If you do this, you will be worthy of me and the brothers who died in the battle!”

The adjutant gritted his teeth, suddenly stepped forward and took off Dulin’s sword, carefully tied it behind his back, and then led the soldiers to sneak away quickly along the ridge towards the principality.

Du Lin faced the cold wind and took one last look in the direction of the Principality of Arei.

There are his life-and-death enemies, his only sister, and the families of his soldiers.

Du Lin suddenly turned around, led the soldiers and rushed down the hillside towards the valley.

He never looked back.

Beautiful Butterfly, who was leaning over the big desk studying the military map, suddenly shook his hand and swept a heavy file from the edge of the desk. When the file fell, he brought down a large pile of documents with a clattering sound. The paper was scattered all over the floor.

“What’s wrong?” Aite, who was sitting aside wiping his sword, jumped up and ran over to help her.

Redbud Butterfly pushed away Etter’s hand, put both hands on the table to support itself, and said slightly weakly: “I…it’s okay.”

But her face was pale and there was cold sweat on her forehead.

It has been three days since Rogge woke up. During these three days, he did not talk or move, did not eat or drink, and sat alone in front of the window, just watching the sunset, the moon rise, and the wind and snow drifting.

Everything he had seen and heard in his life about the martial arts and magic of powerful people, and all kinds of spells and arts he had learned, flowed through his heart one by one.

Among them are various magical tomes and notes that he has stolen, as well as guidance from powerful beings such as Ofiloch and others. The mysterious, strange and powerful dark magic of various demonic royal families in the black crystal of Elesis, the vast knowledge of death magic stolen from Elgra’s memory, various battle scenes in the wind and moon, and the mysterious Achilles’s movements and movements. Miraculous abilities, and even the Holy Scriptures of the Church of Light, which are widely praised by the world, flowed through Rogge’s heart one by one.

For a moment, he felt like his heart was in turmoil.

After thinking about it, all that was left in Rogge’s mind was the partial explanation of the most basic principles of magic left by Rodriguez, and the mysterious servant Seraphi on his belly. A few trampling feet.

Through Rodriguez’s memory, Rogge saw the most original magical power hidden behind all magic. And Seraphi’s kicks showed the skill of using the weakest power to the peak!

These knowledge and insights have actually existed in Rogge’s memory for a long time, but he has been busy with maneuvers and struggles and has no chance to think about it in detail. What’s more, at that time, he was immersed in the improvement of magic brought by the other world’s cursed purgatory, and there were enough powerful magics in the regular magic system. He never thought about opening up a new magic path in a time-consuming and labor-intensive way. .

What Rogge did was only to strengthen his ability to cast magic instantly and silently, and to enhance the power of existing magic. These are simple and easy ways to increase strength, and when combined with his powerful magic control, they complement each other perfectly.

In fact, even if he thought about it at the time, he couldn’t understand it.

Rogg felt the magic power slowly growing in his body, and suddenly lightning flashed in his heart, and he stood up suddenly!

A breeze suddenly blew through the room, and Wella appeared in front of Rogge. Wearing a demon lotus and holding a death scythe, she stared at Rogge endlessly, then nodded and said:

“It seems that you have finally understood something. Okay, I will show you how to fight again. Don’t be afraid, I will only use Level 3 Dou Qi at most.”

She swung away the demon lotus, threw the death scythe into the void, and began to slowly clench her fist.

Rogg stared at Wella and asked: “Didn’t you use a war gun last time? Why did you switch to a sickle now?”

Weina chuckled and said: “Then I see that Audreyhe doesn’t have a suitable weapon, so I will lend it to her for the time being! Stop talking nonsense and let’s do it!”

Before she finished speaking, the boots appeared in front of Rogge with an afterimage!

Silver light flashed in Rogge’s eyes, and he used his mental power to induce her leg to swerve, allowing her to miss Wella’s kick. Then, flames flashed in his hands, and he almost held a fireball and pressed it on Wella’s face. go!

One of the two used his mental power to drive weak magic power, and the other used his second and third level fighting spirit, and they started a rolling and extremely dangerous battle in the narrow space!

At the beginning, Rogge could only hold on for a few moments before he was knocked to the ground by Wella’s stormy attack. Every time this happened, Wella would stop and let him take a breather.

As soon as Rogge recovers, he will immediately rush forward to fight again.

Gradually, Rogge was able to withstand several rounds of attacks from Wella.

After one day and one night, Rogge’s mental strength began to recover, and he could support it for longer and longer. However, Rogge knew that he used his huge mental power to use magic power, which really took advantage of Wella in terms of power. What’s more, Weina’s absolute power at the moment is countless times higher than that of Rogge in his heyday.

When the morning sun was rising, Wella struck Rogge in the face with another mediocre, weak punch. Rogge arched his whole body, just staring into Wella’s eyes, ready to decide where to dodge when her punch hit her face.

Wella is now like a child with incredible skills, playing freely in the stormy waves of power. However, at this moment, the movement of power in the space suddenly changed slightly. However, for Wella, who was traveling through the waves with extremely weak power at this moment, any unknown change was enough to have a huge impact.

A sudden huge wave suddenly drowned her!

Wella’s movements only stagnated for an insignificant amount of time, but in Rogge’s eyes at this moment, this flaw was enough to turn into a chance of victory! He shouted suddenly, and all the magic power in his body was instantly activated, turning into paralysis spells one after another to attack Wella.

Wella felt numb all over her body, and she was actually frozen again!

Under the reddish morning light, Wella’s sculptural and majestic face of the Angel of Light seems to be glowing slightly. That moment of splendor is enough to shine for thousands of years!

Roger’s heart moved. He knew that if the opportunity was lost, it would never come again. He took Wella in his arms and kissed her slightly open lips!

The feeling at that moment was so soft that it seemed to melt at the touch… At that moment, time had stopped.

A pair of dazzling golden cross stars lit up in Wella’s eyes. She instantly shattered the shackles of space. Her shoulders trembled slightly and hit Rogge’s chest.

Roger’s vision went dark, and he fell down on his back with a roar, hitting the ground straight.

Weina didn’t even look back and rushed directly into the void.

Rogg lay on the ground for a moment, his eyes empty. He suddenly laughed several times, jumped up, clapped his hands, and a ball of electric light lit up in the corner of the ceiling. With a high-pitched scream, an underground dwarf appeared and fell heavily to the ground. .

Rogg squatted down and looked at this strange and rare underground dwarf carefully.

For some reason, even though the underground dwarf knew that Rogge was extremely weak, under his shining eyes, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar and did not dare to move at all.

Roger suddenly stood up and said with a smile: “I’m in a good mood today, let you go! If you dare to sneak in in the future, you won’t get such a cheap thing!”

After saying that, the fat man flew up and kicked the underground dwarf out of the window.

Time passes unconsciously, and every day that passes, Gemma will age one point.

“You’re just wasting your efforts.” The little goblin trimmed his nails leisurely, raising his slender hands from time to time to examine the coloring effect against the light, and glanced at the busy Gemma, mercilessly Pour cold water on it.

Gemma is worthy of being the chief magician of the Silver Holy Cult for many years. She has a large collection of precious magic scrolls. However, she has dozens of secret dens in the empire, but there are many reasons for Froya to doubt her true identity. At this moment, she had just finished setting up the magic circle leading to the next hiding place, and was carefully cleaning the traces in the room.

Hearing Froya’s taunt, Jima actually just smiled, although her smile would only make her look more ferocious: “Whether my efforts are in vain, you will only know if I try. Don’t you want to borrow Do you know your true status in his mind?”

Froya snorted and said: “My status is only tens of thousands of gold coins, well, if he has loose money. Stop your wishful thinking. I have known him for so long, don’t I still understand him?” ”

“That’s not sure, maybe you don’t know him well!” Gemma’s laughter seemed very harsh. She wrote the request on the paper treated with magic, and deliberately let Froya look at it. .

Of course, this ridiculous request elicited a round of merciless cynicism from the little goblin.

But two days later, when the blue sky really appeared in Jima’s hands, Froya was stunned!

Knowing that he should not show any signs of weakness in front of the old witch, the always sharp-tongued little goblin’s mind went blank and he was completely unable to maintain a nonchalant expression.

Looking at the old woman Gemma caressing the starry sky that seemed to have a bit of Androni’s body fragrance. The little elf tried his best and finally managed to smile a little.

But she was smiling as if she was crying.

“Look, your value in his heart is at least an artifact.” Gemma’s smile became more and more harsh.

Two days later, Hughes’s rapier also came into Gemma’s hands.

Hughes almost never used this sword. At first glance, this sword is just very sharp, but no matter how hard Jima swings it, it doesn’t emit the slightest magic wave or anything else that can arouse alertness. Even if an ordinary rapier is struck horizontally and vertically like this, the blade will tremble and make a buzzing sound. From this perspective, this sword is indeed a weapon for assassination in the dark. Although it has no other additional attributes, if it does not emit any power fluctuations when waved in the hands of a holy domain, it can indeed get a little bit of the artifact.

“Look, you are worth at least two artifacts!” For some reason, Gemma’s smile turned a little kinder this time.

This time Froya just looked at the rapier on the table blankly, ignoring everything and no longer bothering to hide her expression.

Jima left her alone in a daze, busy as she was, erasing all traces in the room, and then took out a teleportation scroll. After the magical glow, the room was empty.

On the sixth day, the rapier of the Death Class was placed quietly on the table in front of Jima. This time Gemma’s cloudy eyes also lit up, and she murmured: “It’s impossible…this! Is this the Twelve Movements of Twilight? Impossible!”

Jima carefully identified it again, and finally showed a look of disappointment. However, although this thin sword is far from the legendary Twelve Movements of Twilight, it is still an extremely rare weapon.

Froya watched all this in silence. She suddenly turned her hand over, and there was already a shining, extremely thin dagger in her hand, and she wiped it towards her throat with her backhand!

Gemma was shocked and shouted in desperation. Froya’s whole body immediately stiffened, and the dagger was only a few minutes away from her throat!

Jima Shiran walked over, stretched out her hand and used a little effort to open Froya’s clenched fingers, took off the dagger in her hand, and said: “Your status in Rogge’s mind is really not low. He You should be happy that I am actually willing to exchange three artifacts for you.”

Froya said softly: “None of these artifacts belong to him. None of the people who own these artifacts are his subordinates. If he wants these people to take action, he has to pay a considerable price. Think about it. Look, if you had an artifact, what conditions would someone else have to pay in exchange for it before you would give it to them?”

Jima smiled and said gently: “No matter how valuable the artifact is, no matter how much he paid, it is obvious that in his heart, your value far exceeds these things. For women, this is The most important thing. So you should be happy.”

Froya smiled sweetly and said: “Of course I am happy, very happy. In fact, I never thought he would treat me like this! But I also know your plan. You know the fate of the ice and snow goddess very well. It’s irreversible, at least you can’t do it on your own. So you only think about revenge, you just think about being able to kill Rogge, and even if you can’t kill him, you still want to cause him enough trouble. Your only The trump card you can rely on is me. As long as I die, you are finished. Even if Rogge comes to see you alone, as long as he does not see that I am still alive, is it possible for you to kill him? He doesn’t even have to do anything, as long as he If you wait more than ten days, you will collapse!”

Jima’s face turned gloomy, and she said slowly: “Indeed, all I can do now is to make the blasphemer pay a small price. But it’s not that easy for you to die. I only need one thought to do it. Block all your movements.”

The little goblin chuckled lightly and said: “Okay, let’s just wear it out. From now on, you can’t be distracted or sleep. You have to keep an eye on my movements at all times. If you are so non-stop, you must at least live less. Five days, right? If you lose five days of life, no matter what you want to do, you won’t have enough time!”

Jima snorted coldly, stepped forward, and reached out to grab Froya’s collar. The hands covered with age spots formed a strong contrast with the goblin’s snow-like skin.

Her blood-red eyes stared at Froya and said word for word: “If you dare to make trouble with me, I will strip you naked and throw you into the nomadic tribe right now! Even if you die, those men will not I will let your body go! Then I will take your body to Richelieu and let everyone come and see your fate!”

Froya’s face instantly turned pale, but she stared back at Jima without showing any weakness and said coldly: “Whatever you want.”

A burst of applause suddenly came from outside the room.

“Okay, okay! Beautiful, charming, fierce and fierce! What a rare beauty in the world! How can your value only stop at three artifacts?” Along with the clear laughter, Milo shouted Stepping in, he looked at Froya up and down with his clear, bright, purple eyes in the deep black, showing undisguised admiration.

Gemma was shocked. She set up at least three warning systems outside the room. Her life on the run also made her pay attention to the movements around her, but she was still unaware of the approaching person.

“Who are you!” Jima shouted, grabbing Froya’s throat.

Milo ignored Gemma, just looked at Froya and said with a smile: “I followed you secretly for three days and observed you for three days. Every day you make me appreciate you more! Don’t worry. That old thing’s hand, Rocknold will cut her into pieces before she can hurt you. The only trouble is the death curse she set on you, but I will protect your soul, Zakza Master Mu will automatically block subsequent curses. You may feel some pain, but she basically has no chance to kill you. Of course, brave little beauty, you may die, but I think you are still willing to take this risk. .”

Milo looked calm and elegant, and it seemed that he had regarded Froya and the three artifacts as his own. However, the warrior behind him said inappropriately: “Lord Milo! The enemy has not yet fallen, and there are many powerful people behind that little woman. Now is not the time for you to declare victory! You talk too much!”

Miro’s smile immediately seemed a little awkward.

Just when he was about to say something more, the wall on the other side of the room suddenly collapsed, and Rogge walked in and said with a smile: “Mr. Milo, she may be willing to take risks, but I don’t like her to take risks. ”

Seeing Androni and Hughes behind Rogge, Milo’s face became slightly solemn.

Rogg looked at Jima and said: “Master Jima, the person you want to kill is me. Since I’m here, let her go, and I will bear your death curse on her behalf. .”

“No!” Froya screamed, but Liyin immediately stopped. Gemma has activated the curse, causing the paralysis to extend to the top of her head and neck, preventing her from saying any more words.

“Master Gemma, I am seriously injured and extremely weak. What are you afraid of?” Rogge walked towards Gemma and Froya alone, with a sincere and harmless smile on his face.

Jima could see that Rogge’s magic power was indeed extremely weak at the moment, and it might be difficult to even cast one or two third-level magics. Now surrounded by powerful enemies, there was no room for any hesitation. Anyway, with the little goblin in hand, he was not afraid of what tricks the fat man would play. Gemma has always been a fierce and courageous person, and she immediately chanted the spell.

Luo Gening watched Jima reciting the spell steadily until she completed the spell. His face turned gray for a moment, and he couldn’t help but frown.

The Death Soul Curse is a curse well known to high-level mages. It connects the souls of the caster and the recipient. The caster can destroy the soul of the recipient with just one thought. It is faster than instant magic and almost impossible. It can be understood that it is quite similar to a soul contract. However, the Death Soul Curse can only target one victim at a time. Since Gemma successfully cast the curse on Rogge, the curse on Froya will naturally be released.

Gemma suddenly laughed loudly and staggered towards Rogge. Her grip relaxed and she let go of Froya as promised.

Miro’s eyes lit up.

As soon as Froya regained her ability to move, she wanted to pounce on Rogge. However, a soft but irresistible force came from behind her, pulling her back. Androni then took hold of her hand, stopping her further movements.

Miluo suddenly took a step forward.

Xius coughed and took a step forward, standing between Froya and Milo. Milo’s eyes flashed, hesitating whether he needed to take action.

The warrior behind Milo sighed and said: “Lord Milo, you… put the big things first!”

Jima’s sharp laughter gradually subsided, and she found that Rogge was looking at her calmly, without any panic or fear at all. That calm gaze made her very uncomfortable and extremely uneasy.

“Kneel down! Repent for what you have done! Beg me! Maybe I will not kill you for the time being!” Gemma screamed.

“Kill me? You might as well try.” Rogge smiled, his eyes gradually brightening.

Jima was furious, with old and new hatreds welling up in her heart. She immediately activated her magic mercilessly, deciding to teach the blasphemer a profound lesson that would be imprinted into his soul.

She glared at Rogge angrily, and suddenly found that his eyes full of hateful sneer had turned silver at some point! Just when Jima felt a faint sense of danger, the silver light instantly brightened to an indescribable level!

Jemma felt a sharp pain like needle **** in her eyes, and then the whole world fell into complete darkness.

Gemma fell into extreme panic for a moment. She could not describe the feeling in that moment. She had never even thought that magic could be used in this way!

However, it’s not too late, there is still a death curse! Gemma fell into hysterical excitement again, yes, she still has a death curse!

Gemma triggered the curse. Perhaps it was because her newly blinded senses were sharper, or perhaps it was the additional power brought by the curse on the dagger. In her consciousness, she could almost vividly see a dark gray noose tying towards Rogge’s soul!

However, Rogge’s soul turned dark and bright, and actually changed its direction! The failed noose flashed in the void for a few times and then disappeared. Jima’s heart was trembling. Although her eyes were blind, her heart could see Rogge standing in front of her, looking at her with a sneer.

The death curse is still there, which makes Gemma calm down somewhat.

Jima used her last life force to put the gray noose around Rogge’s soul one by one. However, Rogge’s soul flickered in and out, drifting erratically. Each noose would either be found to have shifted by a minute and a half after it fell, or it would float in the void completely at a loss, eventually disappearing because it could not find its target!

Finally, Gemma’s remaining vitality was no longer enough to drive the death curse. So she felt Rogge walking up to her with a smile, putting his mouth next to her ear, and said very softly:

“Even if I only have level 5 magic power, I can still kill you.”

Roger’s left hand was as sharp as a knife, easily breaking into Jima’s face and firmly grasping the crazily beating heart.

Gemma gasped for air, her breathing sounding like a leaking skin. She slowly fell to the sky, her burnt eyes refused to close, and the last drop of turbid tears actually flowed out of the corners of her eyes.

Roger looked at the still beating heart in his hand.

This heart has completely turned into a strange dark gray under the power of the curse. The life force squeezed from every smallest corner still drives it to beat wildly and in vain.

Rogg put aside his heart, turned around, looked at Milo, and said with a smile: “Mr. Milo, I seem to have never seen you in Richelieu before!”

Miloran smiled and said: “I have just arrived in Richelieu, so Lord Rogge will certainly not recognize me. But in the future we will have many opportunities to interact with each other, and maybe we will have a happy cooperation.”

Roger smiled and said: “If your men are willing to put down what belongs to us, the cooperation between us will definitely be happy.”

Suddenly a murderous aura shot into the sky outside the room!

Milo’s expression changed. Outside the room, a strange, tall and strong figure wrapped in a black robe slowly stepped back in. Every step he took was as if he was walking on thin ice, and he was extremely alert. In front of him was the Death Class! Ban’s face was ashen, his whole body was burning with colorless and invisible flames of fighting spirit, and he only held an ordinary steel dagger in his hand. ~IndoMTL.com~ A strong man in the sanctuary, especially a killer who is not good at defense, once he uses a short weapon such as a dagger, what will follow is bound to be an earth-shattering blow! What’s more, Death Squad’s eyes were like spitting fire, and he was obviously desperate. No wonder the man in black robe didn’t dare to seize his edge and could only retreat step by step.

Milo’s face was as dark as water. He suddenly pointed at Froya and said: “Give her to me! Not only can you get back three artifacts, but you can also win a powerful ally forever and a beauty who is not inferior to her. , but what about a woman whose power far exceeds hers?”

Rogg said with a smile: “Of course not.”

Milo and Rogge looked at each other, both of them seemed to be measuring each other’s strength.

Miro suddenly smiled, full of confidence and arrogance. He said to Rogge: “You don’t have to be so hasty to refuse. It won’t be too late to make a decision after you meet Adelene.”

After saying that, Milo took a deep look at Froya and strode outside the house. The mysterious man’s black robe, forced into the house by the Death God Ban, shook for a while, and the swords of Bi Luo Xingkong, Hughes and Ban all fell to the ground.

Ban Momo took a step to the side to make way for the passage, and also occupied the most advantageous position to defend the Twelve Movements of Twilight.