"What's wrong?" Catherine, who was following him, screamed in fright at the sight of the blood flowing from Rog's feet, and she hurried up the stairs to Rogge's side, and was about to reach out to help his arm, when she suddenly fell to the ground screaming. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Why, what's going on, my leg, it hurts......" Catherine clenched her teeth and covered her leg, but the pain in her body didn't stop there, it seemed that wounds began to appear all over her body, and blood spilled from all corners of her body, staining her white clothes with blood.

Suddenly, Rogge picked up Catherine, who had fallen to the ground, turned back to Elizabeth and Shirley and shouted, "Get out of here and go back to the third floor!"

The sisters hurriedly retreated to the third floor, and Rogge carried Catherine back to the third floor, asking Monica to help Catherine check her body, and Xiaohualing was surprised to find that Catherine had a large number of wounds on her body, including a bleeding penetrating wound on her calf.

"How could it be so bad?" Monica said in horror as she cast a spell to help Catherine heal her wounds, but she soon discovered that her magic didn't work at all, and Catherine's wounds showed no signs of healing, and even the bleeding could not be stopped.

Suddenly, Rogge, who was squatting next to Catherine and was already soaked in blood, asked the little furball on top of his head, "Little villain, do you remember this wound?"

Little Furball looked back at his shoulder, Rogge had already opened his shirt, there was a small tooth mark on the bloody shoulder, Little Furball looked at the wound for a moment, and suddenly exclaimed: "How come, this is the last time I was caught by the stinky priest, I bit the bad wolf, it's been so long!"

"God of Lights, get us out of here!" Rogge closed his shirt and looked up to the nervous God of Lights floating on the side, and the God of Lights immediately opened a dimensional passage to the outside of the tower, and Rog endured the severe pain of the wounds all over his body, and carried Catherine and the sisters to the outside of the tower.

He put Catherine on the ground and asked Monica to try to heal the wounds on her body, turning into a werewolf form himself, examining every wound on his body, and finding that they had healed naturally, he came to Catherine's side and was relieved to see that the wounds on her body had disappeared without a trace under Monica's treatment.

"Dabai, what the hell is going on?" asked Shirley as she walked up to Rogge's side, uneasy.

"It's an old wound," said Rogge, looking down at Catherine, who was also full of questions, "It seems that there is some kind of power that makes the old wounds that have healed in our bodies reopen, and even the healing power in my blood cannot make the wounds heal." ”

"Why doesn't Lilith seem to be affected?" Shirley looked back at the little furball curiously, and didn't see any scars on her body: "Is it because Lilith has never been hurt under the protection of Dabai?"

"No, I remember the little villain who almost lost his life at your sister's hands last time. Rogge glanced at Elizabeth with deep meaning, and the eldest princess frowned slightly and remembered what he said, she nodded suspiciously and said, "That's right, Lilith and Anne have fought many times, and it is impossible for her to be without scars." ”

"I guess it's because the little villain has two forms," Rog said, taking the little furball off his head and holding it in the palm of his hand, "She rarely gets hurt in bird form, and the injuries are all in human form, and when she went upstairs just now, she was in bird form, so she didn't trigger the old injury." ”

He looked down at his abdomen and said, "I was once shot through the abdomen by a ballista in wolf form, and the scar was not activated, which should prove my inference." ”

Everyone nodded in realization, and Rogge stood up and said to the God of Lights, "God of Lights, send me back to the fourth floor, we can't just leave, we must deal with the King of Pain." ”

"Are you going to fight Deir with a serious injury?" Elizabeth squinted at Rogge, who looked like he was looking at a madman, but Rogge nodded firmly and said, "You can't bear such pain if you stay here, but I can." ”

He resolutely stepped into the dimensional gate, and Catherine, who was sitting on the ground, stood up and tried to follow, but Elizabeth grabbed her from behind and said, "He is right, we can't follow him, even I can't bear such a serious injury, and I will die on the way before we reach the top of the tower." ”

"But he ...... alone," Catherine looked back at Elizabeth worriedly, and the Bloodline Princess shook her head meaningfully and said, "He may be better alone than us, and if you don't want him to be busy with your corpse, it's best not to make trouble with him." ”

Catherine glanced at her with a conflicted look, looked back in the direction of the dimensional gate, took out the magic lamp from her waist and leaned in front of her and whispered to the magic lamp: "Lantern God, please accompany Mr. Rogge, only you can help him, please bring him back safely." ”

Inside the Tower of Pain, the lamp god heard Catherine's words, and he looked at Rog who was walking in front, the blood had already soaked his clothes and stuck to his body, leaving two rows of wet bloody footprints along the way, and the dripping blood stains continued to extend forward with the bloody footprints.

"Can you do it?" said the lantern god who caught up with Rogge, put his arm on his hand and said, "Your injuries are too serious, such a serious injury will kill you!"

"I know it in my heart, the god of lights. Rogge gritted his teeth and endured the pain from all over his body, and continued to walk forward step by step, the little furball couldn't bear to make him exert more effort, so he flew into the air to follow him, and persuaded while flying: "Bad wolf, let's go first, don't do this." ”

"The old man has been teaching me not to give up halfway, have you forgotten the little villain?" Rogge raised his head and smiled at the little furball, the little furball had tears in his eyes, and said with a crying voice: "Bad wolf, I will never cause trouble for you in the future, many of the injuries on your body are suffered for me, and I am not good!"

"Don't take them to heart," Rog raised a hand and reached out to her, and the little furball shook his little head and flew away from his hand, only to hear Rogge say softly, "It doesn't matter how many injuries I have, as long as you don't get hurt, everything else doesn't matter." ”

As they reached the fifth floor, Rogge suddenly collapsed to the ground, one of his legs broken, which had been shot by a werewolf hunter with a ballista the morning after Murphy's death, and his right hand was broken and fell to the ground.

"Ah, all the old wounds are starting to kick in. Rogge panted and fell to the ground, the little furball fell to his side and looked at him with teary eyes, Rogge pointed to the hand he fell on the ground and said, "Help me hold my hand, little villain, don't lose it, I still have to pick it up." ”

"Bad wolf, let's go, don't go any further. Lilith whimpered and persuaded the white wolf.

"No, we're still a little close, Lamp God, can you please carry me on my shoulder?" Rog looked back at the Lamp God firmly, the Lamp God looked at him with hesitation, he really wanted to take him and Lilith out of here immediately, but he knew that even if he took him away temporarily, he would still come back.

"Even if I take you to the top of the tower now, with your current condition, is there a way to fight the Lord of Pain?" asked the lamp god with a solemn expression after a brief silence.

Rogge's emerald green eyes stared at him silently, and when they looked at each other, Rogge said a sonorous word: "Yes." ”

"Are you sure?" the lamp god asked again.

"Of course. Rogge's tone didn't waver in the slightest.

The lamp god silently glanced at the little furball standing beside Rog, and Lilith was also looking at him, their eyes flashing with the same apprehension, but they also knew that the other party was willing to trust Rog, that he would never do anything uncertain.

No one spoke anymore, the god of lights picked up Rogge, who had fallen to the ground, Lilith retreated into the dimension and turned into a little Lori, took the severed hand from the god of lights and put it on her body, and the two climbed to the top of the tower as fast as they could, and they did not encounter any demons or monsters on the way, until they reached the tenth gate of the tower.

When Lilith pushed open the door with telekinesis, the lamp god with Rogge in her arms and little Lori saw the king of pain Deir leaning against the pile of bones, and Deir was also looking at them at this time, and the best of the fangs showed a sinister smile.

"I didn't expect someone to come here alive. I saw a large amount of red energy flowing out of Rog's body, floating in the direction of Deyer, Deyr enjoyed stretching out his blade-like upper limbs, letting the red light linger around his body, and then inhaled into his body.

"Ah, what a wonderful taste, it's been a long time since anyone has brought me such fresh pain, it's a feast, should I say thank you?" said the King of Pain to Rog with a satisfied grin.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to eat this feast. Rogge, who had fallen into the arms of the lamp god and was unable to move, replied in a weak voice.

"Oh, you should probably be more worried about your life," Deyle said to Rog as he straightened up and stepped on the mountain of bones with his lower insect feet, "I have seen many people with strong vitality who can withstand pain better than ordinary fragile humans, but that doesn't mean they won't die, and you're on the verge of death." ”

"I guess you'll die before I do. Rogge replied-for-tat.

"Hahahahaha!" Deir laughed contemptuously as he waved his blade-like upper limbs to the sky, he shook his head with a mocking smile and said, "Foolish man, you have overestimated your strength, the Lord of Pain feeds on pain, and your pain will become my food, they will only increase my strength, and you will eventually become a dry bone!"

"Then we'll give it a try. A meaningful smile appeared on Rog's face, and he said to the Lamp God and Lilith, "I want you to remember those who have left us, Tali, Murphy, the knights who died in the Order, Lilith's mother, Jim the Tree Man, all those you can think of......"

The lamp god and Lilith looked at each other in confusion, but they followed his words and began to remember the dead, grief welling up from the depths of their hearts, like an erupting volcano with blood pouring through their bodies.

I saw a large amount of red light flowing from the god of lights and Lilith to Deir, and on the way, the red light flowing from Rog's body converged, and a large amount of pain flowed to the king of pain, Deir devoured this inexhaustible pain like a hungry gluttony, and it seemed that he would never get tired of it.

The blood dripping from Rog's body had gathered into a "lake", and Rog's emerald green eyes were still staring at Deyer, a pain that ordinary people could not imagine was tormenting him every second, but he still felt that it was not enough.

He let out a long roar and transformed into a werewolf who had suffered countless fatal injuries, while silently recalling the moment when he killed Catherine's father by mistake, and the pain in his heart and body drove his life to the brink of death.

Suddenly, there was a trace of horror in the eyes of Deir on the White Bone Mountain, his eyes stared directly at the white wolf, and he let out a hissing roar: "No, stop, get out of here!"