Blasphemy Chapter 7: Weakness

Chapter 7: The weak and colorful torrent rolled and surged from the unknown void, entangled and gathered into a more turbulent and magnificent river, roaring across this world of consciousness. And he is a fallen leaf undulating between the peaks and valleys of the waves, sometimes walking on the top of the peaks and waves, sometimes swimming on the roaring tide. The stormy waves were as powerful as running snow, and huge waves came one after another, throwing up and falling this fallen leaf, and washing away countless sand and stones that were deposited in the deepest part of my memory.

A figure flashed before his eyes. Among them is Feng Yue, who sleeps in a coffin, whose peerless face is as peaceful as a clear spring, and the traceless stone; Odeleh, whose power is unpredictable, is always hidden behind the lingering mist; there is Ai, who is as cold as ice on the outside and as hot as fire on the inside. Lysis, and Ofiloch, who is like the **** of war. Then Adjani, Froya, Androni, Hughes and others appeared one by one, and even a very short and vague figure appeared in front of him, lingering.

He tried hard to search for who this short figure was in his memory, but he only felt that the dwarf Nakba he had seen before was somewhat similar to it.

I don’t know how long the bizarre dream lasted.

He seemed to be reliving the moment before his death. In the end, all the light and shadow were transformed into silver eyes and black flames. But this time, the black flame gradually became one with the darkness, and could no longer be distinguished. Only the silver eyes shining with soft light seemed to be the only hope in the endless darkness.

In the haze, someone hugged him tightly and pressed his cheek against something soft, giving him a strange feeling of comfort and security. In the cool and sweet aroma, there seemed to be a pair of cold, smooth and gentle hands walking around his body, and the severe pain that had been tormenting him in his dreams was swept away wherever he went.

He slowly sank into the deepest ocean.

I don’t know how long it took… He slowly opened his eyes, and a ray of sunlight happened to fall on his face. It took him a while to get used to the bright light and slowly he could see the scenery in front of him clearly.

The top of the luxurious Victorian-style bed first appears in view. The mahogany bedposts are carved with laurel patterns, supporting overlapping tents. These exquisite fabrics are handicrafts of the desert peoples in the southwest of the mainland. It is precious not only because of its exotic alternative art, but also because of its rarity.

He tried to move and found that the reactions in various parts of his body were extremely slow, as if there was a distance of 10,000 kilometers between his brain and his hands. He was extremely uncomfortable for a while. He could only move his eyes and use his only relatively sharp organ to look at the world around him.

This is a large and gorgeous room. Whether it is the rocking chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window or the decorative cabinet in the corner, the ubiquitous curves and large amounts of carved decoration exude a typical Rococo style atmosphere. It is worth noting that there is a crown decoration on the bedside and the top of the cabinet.

“Lord Rogge, are you awake? Great!”

Rogg felt that this cool, slightly hoarse and sweet voice was very familiar, but he couldn’t remember who it was for the moment. He tried hard to turn his head, but there was no strength left in his body.

A pair of cold, delicate hands stretched out and helped him up. For some reason, Rogge always felt that there was an unconcealable murderous intent and a strong smell of blood behind these gentle movements. This is not directed at him, it is just a record of past experiences.

Rogg turned his head to look, and what came into his eyes was Mei’s beautiful face. She was still as cold as ice, but the dark circles under her eyes due to fatigue gave her indifferent face a strange touch of humanity. She helped Rogge sit up and fetched a blanket to put on him. The gentleness and considerateness of her movements were very contradictory to the coldness of her expression, which gave Rogge an inexplicable strange feeling.

Why Mei and not Froya? Rogge felt that his thinking was still slow and he could not think well.

After a while, Rogge woke up a little, and his body’s feeling gradually recovered. He asked weakly: “Mei, what time is it now? Where is the goddess?”

Mei said: “You have been comatose for three days. After the battle was decided that night, the goddess’s floating city flew away, and I have never seen it appear again since then. In addition, you are in a special place now. In the Delaware Palace, the Delaware Emperor’s House has announced its surrender, Your Excellency.”

Next, Mei briefly reported the current situation to Rogge.

Both sides suffered heavy losses in the siege of Tiffany. The Empire’s army alone suffered more than 10,000 casualties in battle, and most of them were elite Tide Legion soldiers. Almost all the regular troops stationed in Tiffany were killed in the battle, and the number of civilian casualties of more than 800,000 in the city is also extremely shocking. The current number of casualties has exceeded 150,000!

Many of them were killed by the emperor for helping to defend the city, and many died in the rebellion. In addition, there is a large area of ​​extremely strange death blocks in the city. Not to mention the soldiers who fill the streets and alleys, almost all the civilians in the area died at home, and the few survivors are also on the verge of madness.

They couldn’t hear any women’s voices at all, especially women’s screams.

Roger smiled weakly. He naturally knew that this was the work of the dead banshee. In this way, there are at least 200,000 more dead souls in and outside Tiffany City.

That’s enough.

Fengyue, are you awake?

He tried to summon Feng Yue, but as before, there was no response at all. Rogge smiled bitterly. It takes a long time for the Dark Dragon Magic Array to purify soul energy, not to mention the incomplete Dark Dragon Magic Array. After all, he had only been in a coma for three days.

Rogg’s expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly remembered the wrath of the goddess of nature! I have been in coma for a long time and have completely lost my ability to suppress the wrath of the goddess of nature. Logically speaking, I should have been dismembered by the divine power of the goddess of nature a long time ago. Rogge concentrated on gathering his mental power. Fortunately, although his physical strength and magic power were empty, his huge mental power was still intact as before.

In the depths of his soul, the power of the goddess of nature was condensed in one place, like an emerald green pearl, floating quietly in the spiritual ocean, as if sleeping, without any sign of activity.

Rogge was slightly startled, not understanding how the power of the goddess of nature, which was always so vicious, could be so docile. As soon as his thoughts moved, there was a little ripple in the sea of ​​consciousness. The power of the Goddess of Nature suddenly released a soft light, slowly began to rotate, and thousands of strands of green light spread slightly. Before Rogge could understand, the green light expanded into a huge green screen in an instant, quickly rushed out of Rogge’s body, and began to look for prey everywhere!

Roger’s surprise was no small matter. He shouted lowly and quickly gathered his mental power to kill the goddess of nature’s crazy counterattack.

Mei, who was leaning next to him, exclaimed, and in the blink of an eye, she had retreated out of the door!

A cloud of smoke and dust suddenly exploded in the room, and the expensive bed, furniture, paintings and antiques were instantly reduced to ashes!

With a plop, Rogge fell heavily to the ground. His body was still unable to move at will. The fall caused another sharp pain in his chest and abdomen. He felt like the world was spinning and he almost fainted again.

Mei at the door poked her head inside, gritted her teeth, jumped in again, and helped Rogge up. Her movements were gentle, but her body shone brightly with fighting spirit, and she was obviously on full alert.

This time Rogge really smiled bitterly. He did not expect that his uncontrollable mental power, which increased too quickly, would cause such destructive results. It seems that this is the unexpected gain brought about by the desperate struggle with the power of the goddess of nature during this period. However, Rogge did not feel very proud. Although this kind of attack inadvertently launched with mental power was silent and impossible to prevent, compared with the mental impact that directly impacted the consciousness and soul, it was not a level of skill at all.

Seeing that everything in the room had been destroyed, Mei had no choice but to help Rogge to another room.

Rogg rested for a while, and his physical strength and spirit recovered a lot, so he continued to listen to Mei’s report on the past three days.

Mei is indeed an excellent intelligence officer. She can always explain one thing clearly in a few words. But one thing that surprised Rogge was that Winner was actually captured alive! This master, who was famous for his alchemy skills, was indeed an alternative among the top ten magisters. It’s just that Wen Na would rather die than surrender and has been on a hunger strike for three days.

Faced with a legendary figure like the Grand Magister, even a person like Wallace would not dare to mess around, let alone torture at will, and could only wait for Rogge to decide. But Rogge remained unconscious, so Rogge’s friends began to intervene to persuade Winner to surrender.

After listening, Rogge nodded. He checked his body. Although he was still covered in thick bandages, with his terrifying regenerative physique, the wound would be completely healed in less than two days. He recalled the information he knew about Wen Na in his mind, reluctantly stood up, and said: “Mei, let’s go and see Master Wen Na.”

Winner was imprisoned in his tower. Rogge was stunned as soon as he stepped into the cell, his face was extremely strange.

Winner’s situation is tragic and embarrassing.

It is not an easy task to imprison a great mage. Even if you can’t meditate, the Grand Mage’s magic power will slowly recover. Even if his hands and feet are tied and his mouth is gagged, silent and instant magic are enough to make approaching a great mage a very dangerous move. What’s more, magic such as opening locks, disarming traps, and releasing restraints are not difficult skills. Any great magician can easily add a number of skills such as extreme effects and silent spells to them.

Obviously, a great alchemist like Winner is an expert in dealing with imprisonment. But the person who imprisoned him was an expert among experts.

In the center of the cell was a huge glass tank, as tall as a person, filled with water. Winner was standing in this large vat. His feet were chained to the bottom of the tank, and his hands were hung from the ceiling. There is also a cotton swab with a sharp needle hidden inside between his fingers. If Winner tries to activate magic with gestures, if the movement is slightly larger, the steel needle in the cotton swab will pierce his fingers hard, even if it is For people with extremely strong willpower, even a slight distraction caused by severe pain in their fingers is enough to cause the magic to fail.

The water in the tank just covered Wenner’s bald head. His nose was securely clamped with a clamp, and a hose was extended into his mouth to allow him to breathe. If Winner wanted to recite a spell, the water in the tank would immediately pour into his mouth, flushing the rest of the spell into his stomach and choking him half to death. Moreover, if he is soaked in water, even if he can cast silent magic, electric, fire, and ice magic will not be able to be used, leaving Winner with much less room to use.

However, the most interesting thing is the several fine gold mixed silk threads connected to Wen Na’s body. One end of the silk thread is a magic needle made of mithril, and the other end is connected to a magic torch. The magic flame in the torch flickers on and off.

Rogge was a fierce man who used dragon eggs and Amaro as the source of magic power in the Oracle City. He was a great expert in how to absorb the power of living beings. At a glance, he knew that these magic-absorbing needles were inserted very skillfully. Every time Wen Na restored a point of magic power, it would be completely absorbed by the magic-absorbing needles, providing the magic torch with lighting. Even if Rogge did it himself, he would never do it better.

At this point, even if there is no one guarding him, it is impossible for Winner to escape.

Roger looked around and saw that the cell was hastily remodeled from one of Winner’s experiments. There were many mechanical parts scattered around. There was also a large experimental table in the corner of the room. Countless precision tools are placed.

At Rogge’s signal, Mei drained some of the water in the glass jar and exposed Wen Na’s mouth. Wen Na spat out the hose in his mouth, let out a loud sigh, and cursed: “You Asrophek pigs! Come and kill me if you can, don’t even think about me working for you! Oh!” These **** ghost needles!”

Rogg shook his head and smiled bitterly. He was also a great magician himself, and he knew what it felt like to have every drop of magic power sucked away by the magic needle. That is definitely a kind of torture, torture that is only effective for magicians! It seems that the person who arranged all this is not only well aware of the magician’s weaknesses, but also has extremely vicious methods. Just thinking that Winner had been in this environment for three days, the fat man couldn’t help but admire the bald old man’s will.

Rogg ignored Wen Na’s yelling and just whispered a few instructions to Mei. Mei went out and walked around, and more than a dozen mages filed in, followed by a group of soldiers.

“Hey, hey…what are you going to do…” Wenner, who had been cursing, suddenly shouted in a higher pitched voice, with a hint of trembling at the end, almost turning into a scream.

Roger smiled happily, still ignoring Wenner, and just said to Mei: “Mei, you have to remember. You must not be rude when treating a noble person like Master Wenner. You must not torture like a barbarian* *, at most it destroys the spirit.”

As soon as a dozen mages entered the door, they ordered the soldiers to move all metal objects out of the room. Every time he took away something, whether it was a finished product or a part, or even some freshly cut metal bars, Wenner looked extremely painful, yelling again and again, and the curse words in his mouth made people more and more suspicious of this great mage. He who is knowledgeable is highly admired.

After a while, the room was empty, and there was no trace of metal in sight. Winner also became sluggish and could no longer even hear the curses. His eyes swept around absentmindedly, trying to find something, even if it was a strange screw.

Seeing Wen Na’s reaction, Rogge smiled with great satisfaction: “Master Wen Na, although I don’t know who took the initiative to treat you like this, but I am also a magician, and I know that this feeling must be uncomfortable. It’s really rude to say it. How could they treat a great mage like you like this? Maybe we should have a good talk…”

Before Rogge finished speaking, he heard voices coming from outside the room.

“I didn’t expect this old man to be able to withstand the magic needle for three days! Huh, but he wants to fight me, but he’s still far from it! I still have a lot of useless tricks!” This Rogge was very familiar with the seductive and melodious voice, it was none other than Froya, that little fairy.

Somehow, Rogge suddenly remembered the hateful and loving time he had with her when he went to hunt dwarves.

Roger looked at Winner, with a malicious smile on his lips. Sure enough, as soon as Winner heard Froya’s voice, a look of flinching immediately appeared on her face.

“Your Highness, if you are willing to listen to my suggestion and empty all the metal objects in the cell, then I guarantee with my four-hundred-year reputation as a killer that he will definitely not survive three days! With such attainments The great alchemist must have a kind of fanaticism for the career he is engaged in. Not letting him see things related to his work is the most severe punishment in itself.” Hughes’s voice is always so calm and unhurried. But after hearing what he said, Winner gritted his teeth and stared at Rogge with hatred.

“Hmph! I don’t want to use your method. I don’t believe that the old guy can pass today’s test!” the little goblin said fiercely. Even when she is being ruthless, her voice has a delicate and carefree tone, which is enough to make men have wild thoughts, but if anyone doubts the power of her methods because of this, they will definitely regret it.

The two entered the room while arguing, and were startled when they saw Rogge.

“Froya, what good things have you prepared today?” Rogge asked with a smile.

“Are you awake?” Froya stared at Rogge. Almost subconsciously, she raised her right hand to push back a lock of hair that jumped playfully in front of her forehead. With her other hand, she pulled down the skirt that emphasized her breast line. As for the big box she held in her hand, it had long been forgotten by its owner. , sliding quietly to the ground. Hughes sighed, stretched out his hand, and the big box flew into his hand.

“I just woke up not long ago, and I still don’t have much strength now.”

“Just wake up.” Froya took a deep breath and her tone became very relaxed: “Anyway, it will be a matter of time before you wake up, so there is nothing to worry about. It’s okay for you to be here, just take a look at me How to deal with this stubborn old man Wenner.” She said it easily, but when she saw Rogge waking up, her eyes were still a little red, secretly revealing a little bit of her thoughts.

Winner stared at Froya and Hughes with hatred and fear in his eyes, and his attention was immediately attracted to the big box.

The mystery is revealed.

Inside the box is an extremely finely crafted model of Tiffany. It faithfully records Tiffany’s current state. You can even clearly see the floor formed by the melted steel gate under the city gate, as well as the burn marks everywhere on the city wall.

Froya walked up to Wenner, smiled charmingly at him, and waved to Hughes. The latter took two steps forward very cooperatively, holding the model in both hands and bringing it up to Wenner’s nose. She stretched out her delicate hands and brushed them over the distinctive buildings of Tiffany’s model.

“You…what do you want to do?” Winner roared, his angry eyes filled with bloodshot eyes. He had already vaguely guessed the idea of ​​this extremely vicious little goblin.

“I’ve been in a bad mood recently. What does a woman most want to do when she’s in a bad mood? You’re so smart, you know it without me telling you, and that’s to dismantle things!” The little goblin smiled charmingly and even pretended to be A very beautiful little grimace.

Kacha made a soft sound, and Froya’s two spring-like fingers grasped the upper section of the outer wall of Tiffany’s model and pulled it down.

Wen Na’s breathing became obviously heavy, and his eyes were so wide that they almost burst out of his eyes. He stared firmly at the mutton-fat jade-like fingers, as if he was looking at the most terrifying thing in the world.

The little goblin obviously worked hard before coming, and knew the origin, advantages and disadvantages of each of Tiffany’s unique buildings. Although she lacks magic power, she also has profound attainments in magic. Therefore, all the functions of Winner’s four proud spires are hidden from her eyes, and her comments are extremely authentic.

Froya commented on Tiffany’s buildings and began to demolish one after commenting on it. And every time the kacha sounded, Wenner would roar.

In a moment, Tiffany’s model had been dismantled into pieces. Wen Na’s eyes were like fire, and he struggled desperately, trying to pounce on the extremely vicious little goblin in front of him.

Froya was naturally not afraid of his unsubstantial threat, and just smiled and said: “Destroying the model is fun, but I still feel bad. Maybe it would be a good idea to go out and blow up a section of the city wall.”

Rogge interrupted with a smile: “Who provoked you? I’ll vent your anger later. How can you just demolish a section of the city wall? If you want to demolish it, tear down Tiffany’s city wall!”

Wenner sneered, showing disbelief, and tried his best to show off his indifference, but how could his confused and wandering eyes hide these cunning people in the room?

Roger smiled and said: “I have the final say here now. Not to mention just demolishing a city wall, even demolishing Tiffany entirely is not a big deal.”

Wenner then observed Rogge carefully and said angrily: “You are the devil who holds the two **** flags high all the way? Huh, you have slaughtered so many Delawares, do you still want me to sacrifice my life for you? You have the ability. Just kill me, and the fury of the sky will avenge me!”

Rogge smiled faintly and said: “Wrath of the sky? I have personally sent him back to the embrace of the goddess of nature.”

“This is impossible!” Winner shouted. He glanced at Rogge and said disdainfully: “Just you?”

Roger smiled and said nothing.

Xius coughed and said: “Old man Winner, each of your dozen killing puppets has more than a hundred resentful souls attached to it! Where did so many resentful souls come from? Hmph. , you keep saying that we kill a lot of people, so why don’t you worry about it yourself? It seems that there must be a lot of people missing in Delaware every year. If they know that the great mage and great alchemist Master Winner, who they have always admired, turns out to be relying on What will happen if these killing puppets are created by necromancy magic?”

Wen Na choked, his face turned green and white, and he was choked to the point of being speechless.

Mei whispered in Rogge’s ear for a while, Rogge nodded and said: “I didn’t expect that Master Wenner also has the blood of the Delaware Imperial Family, and his status is noble! Now the Delaware Imperial Family is basically intact. If you surrender, , I can find a territory for them in the empire, so that they can enjoy a worry-free life forever as the Duke of the empire. You might as well consider it slowly, since Tiffany can’t finish it in a day anyway.”

Wen Na closed his eyes and said nothing.

Seus suddenly coughed, and Winner immediately trembled all over. It seemed that he was still frightened by Hughes’ cough.

“Master Wenner, there are some things I don’t want to say. There is actually a lot that can be improved on those killing puppets of yours…”

Wen Na immediately closed his eyes and refused to look at him, but the corners of his mouth moved. He wanted to open them several times, but he forced himself to hold them back.

But Hughes didn’t let him wait at all, and then sighed: “For example, if the shell is made of Baroka dense steel invented during the Elf Empire era…”

“Do you have the formula for Baroka densely textured steel?” Wen Na couldn’t bear it anymore, opened his eyes and yelled!

“I don’t have the formula, but this thing seems to be made of fine-grained steel.” Hughes waved the sword in front of Wenner. There was no decoration at the end of the hilt, and it shone with the faint green color unique to fine steel. Light. But in Wen Na’s eyes, this blue light was simply more beautiful than all colors.

He was in extreme pain, exhausted all his willpower, and finally closed his eyes. Even if there is no formula, as long as he can have a small piece of baroka dense steel for experimentation, he is very likely to develop the formula. This wonderful metal is known for its strength and unique flexibility. If it is used as the shell of the killing puppet, the puppet will no longer be as afraid of being hit by heavy blunt weapons as it is now.

Xius coughed again. Winner began to tremble all over, and big beads of sweat kept coming out of his bald head.

“Master Wenner~IndoMTL.com~The goddess has always been very courteous to a great mage like you. Maybe… I just said maybe, you can have a laboratory on the floating city and still have a chance. Discuss the vast world of magic with an alien lich who has lived for thousands of years…”

This is the last pebble that sinks the fully loaded ship.

Roger and the others walked out of the cell, and someone helped the weak Master Wenner to rest. Rogge approached Elder Hughes and whispered: “Elder Hughes, where is the floating city now? I want to go up!”

Xius was obviously shocked and immediately lowered his voice and replied: “Don’t! It’s too dangerous up there now!”

Roger was stunned.

It is indeed not peaceful in the floating city.

Bah! A large mahogany bed was picked up by a slender hand that looked like it could be broken, and then hit the wall hard and was smashed to pieces!

The delicate hand was immediately clenched into a fist, and the anger was not vented at all.

It seems that what women like to do most when they are in a bad mood is either tearing things apart or smashing things.