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"High Priest!" Seeing the figure in front of him, General Olympus, the leader of the swordsmen of the Holy Crusader Army, ran to his side in a panic, like a pug that had found his master after being defeated, and hid behind his master.

The high priest Goethe stared at Rogge not far away with the only one cold eye left, and Rogge was also watching him quietly, and he saw that Goethe was still dressed in the same old clothes, and the golden priest's robe made this middle-aged man over forty look majestic and solemn.

But the difference is that there is an extra golden blindfold on his face, which obscures his right eye that was blinded by Rog when he was on the ice island, and the remaining left eye is full of anger and hatred, and the muscles on his wrinkled face tremble faintly, as if he wants to swallow Rogge in one gulp.

"Yo, isn't this the High Priest of Goethe?" Rogge put away the silver sword in his hand, took the cigar he was holding from the corner of his mouth with his free right hand, tilted his head defiantly and looked at Goethe and smiled: "What, didn't you follow Captain Antonio back to meet the Holy Emperor?"

He set his gaze on Goethe's golden blindfold and said with a smile, "What's the matter with your eyes? Could it be that His Majesty the Holy Emperor has made you the head of the 'Holy Pirate Regiment' and asked you to go to the sea to help him sweep away the witches?"

"Lone wolf," Goethe's cold voice slowly came into Rogge's ears, "do you think that's all there is to it about the Ice Island? No, I didn't go back to Bahrain at all, I left Antonio's Knights halfway to bring people back here and wipe out you damned criminals!"

"So, that group of robbers and vicious dogs who came to Demon Mist Village to slaughter children weren't sent by His Majesty the Holy Emperor!" Rogge sneered and shook his head and said, "It looks like I almost wronged his old man!"

"His Majesty the Holy Emperor has already decreed, all ...... with witches" Goethe's voice rose sharply, and before he could finish his sentence, Rogge had already waved his right hand holding a cigar and interrupted him: "Come on, High Priest, we have all heard the cocoons of those bullshit laws promulgated by your Holy Emperor, let's talk about it, how are you going to play today?"

The interrupted Goethe glared at him angrily, his gaze swept from behind his right, and Rog keenly caught the movement of his gaze, and suddenly turned around and waved his hand, a red dragon-killing arrow was grasped by him, and at the same time the high priest raised the scepter in his hand and shot a dazzling holy light at Rogge.

Rog raised his left claw blade to fend off the Light's shot, his body pushed backwards a few meters away by the Light, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the Dragonslayer Arrow in his hand at Philip, the leader of the dragon hunters who was hiding behind a tree and sneaking up on him, who dodged and stabbed the arrow into the trunk of the tree in front of him.

Rog jumped backwards to avoid Goethe's blast of light, turned and rushed towards Philip, the dragon hunter hurriedly turned and ran into the depths of the forest, when suddenly a gunshot rang out, a silver bullet hit Philip in the right leg, and the dragon hunter screamed and fell into a bush.

Rogge was about to catch up, and a large group of high priests in silver robes rushed out of the woodland around him and surrounded Rogge, led by Bach, who held the silver hammer with his only hand, and gritted his teeth as he looked at Rog who had cut off his left hand.

"Isn't there a new trick?" Rogge glanced back at the priests around him, sneered and glanced at the high priest Goethe, and suddenly heard the priests around him chant in unison, golden light shone from their bodies, and all the priests except Goethe turned into golden light, converging on the sky above Rogge's head.

"What the hell is this?" Rogge looked up at the light above his head in surprise, only to see it spread out and elongate towards the surroundings, turning into a golden phoenix that shone brightly, unlike the phoenix that is usually seen, its body does not burn flames, but always shines with dazzling golden holy light.

"Have you ever heard of the Phoenix Secret Technique housed in the Temple of the Holy Congregation in the capital of the Duke of Deiz?" said Goethe with a smirk smile.

"It's too naïve for you to rely on this stupid bird to catch me!" Rogge sneered and shook his head: "Ice Phoenix Phoenix didn't treat me well, let me see this motley phoenix of yours!"

"You may not be afraid, but what about the people behind you?" Goethe said, turning into a golden light and merging into the phoenix's body, the phoenix's eyes lit up instantly, and with a loud cry, it spread its wings and flew in the direction of the treemen.

Rogge was taken aback, hurriedly turned around and rushed to the big tree on the side, quickly climbed up the treetop and jumped, grabbed a phoenix tail on the far right side of the phoenix, and was carried high into the sky by the sacred phoenix.

At this time, the swordsmen of the Holy Cross Swordsmen Regiment had already retreated into the forest, and the phoenix flapped its wings and threw an overwhelming holy light to the ground, and a huge explosion echoed in the forest.

The four Treemen, as well as the witches and children riding on the Treants, are all under the brunt of the Sacred Phoenix, with Louise leading the High Witches to use magic to create magical barriers around the Treants, and Tali casting spells to create a water shield to protect her companions.

However, the power of the Divine Phoenix was too strong, and every time the wings flapped and the holy light was mixed with golden balls of light that fell like meteorites, constantly weakening the shields made by the witches, and the explosions made the children hiding in the trees cry out in fright.

Not only that, but the violent explosion also blew the ground around the tree man into potholes, and many large trees on both sides of the road were bombarded by the holy light, blocking the path of the tree man.

In the sky, Rogge, who grabbed the tail feathers of the phoenix, struggled to climb up, and finally climbed to the tail of the phoenix, but was almost shot down by the other two tails flicked by the phoenix, he used the claw blade of his left hand to resist the sweep of the left tail feathers, grabbed the feathers on the phoenix's body and jumped onto its back.

He quickly walked to the phoenix's back, released five blades and let it attack the phoenix's body wantonly, and at the same time pulled out the silver sword and the ghost fire gun, aimed at the phoenix's huge body and shot and slashed continuously, a large number of feathers with golden light flew into the air, like fireworks in the air caused a series of explosions.

The attacked phoenix let out a series of angry roars, leaning to one side, several severed feathers exploding right next to Rog, and the shockwave of the shock wave flipped him off the phoenix's body and fell from the sky to the ground.

In a hurry, Rogge put away the ghost fire gun, and while he was not far away from the phoenix's body, the silver sword in his right hand stabbed at the phoenix, and the blade pierced through the root of the phoenix's right wing, instantly leaving a penetrating wound on the phoenix's wings.

The painful phoenix screamed, stopped the bombardment of the ground, and threw Rog into the air with a flick of his huge wings, and Rogge, who lost his body, fell into the forest below from a height of dozens of meters, and the phoenix turned to him from the air, and his eyes spewed out two holy lights that shot directly at Rogge in mid-air.

Seeing that Rogge was in mid-air, he couldn't avoid it, and a huge white eagle suddenly roared over Rogge's head, Rogge quickly grabbed its claws, and the white eagle quickly pulled upward, avoiding the phoenix's holy light shot, and flew forward with wings.

Seeing this, the Divine Phoenix let out a long roar, chasing after it, and its eyes continued to shoot out holy light, but every time it was properly avoided by the white eagle, the wound on the right wing made it difficult for the Phoenix to increase its flight speed, and it was gradually left behind.

Seeing that the phoenix was thrown off, Rogge looked in the direction of the tree people on the ground with concern, and the tree people had disappeared, leaving only three huge potholes on the ground, which had been refilled with dirt, and the outline of the potholes could be vaguely seen.

"Stupid wolf who picks up the phoenix with his bare hands, how many big villains have you killed?" Rogge, who breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly heard a familiar small voice coming from the back of the white eagle, he raised his head and looked up, and saw a black bird flying down and landing on his head.

"Hey, can you please not add weight to me, I'm already tired from holding on like this, and I'm going to fall if I don't hit the ground again!" Rog shouted at the little owl on his head as he shook his head.

"I don't mind if you fall, but before you do, you're going to sue me that you killed a few!" asked the little furball, leaning on Rogge's head, tilting his little head.

"I don't remember, does it matter?" Rogge asked angrily, grappling with the white eagle's legs.

"Hmph, it's definitely not as much as a stupid girl, I've seen it all, you've been lazy and chatting with the stinky priest!" the little furball grabbed the brim of Rog's wide-brimmed hat with his claws, and stared at Rogge with his body hanging upside down in the air.

"You pesky little bat, go away, your hat is about to be knocked off!" Rogge shouted at Lilith, who was dragging the brim of her hat over her face.

"Then even you will fall!" Lilith suddenly recited the spell, turning into the appearance of a little Lori, and grabbed Rogge and threw him down, the defenseless Rogge accidentally let go of his hands and fell on his back, and before he could react, he had already fallen to the ground.

"Oh, little bastard!" Rog rubbed his aching buttocks, took off his hat and glared at Lilith in a black feather dress, seeing her trot behind the oncoming Grand Druid Augustin.

"Can't you just let Mr. White Eagle choose a good way to land?" he got up and walked over to his teacher, and saw the huge White Eagle descend from the sky beside him, transforming into a white-robed druid mage.

"In extraordinary times, this is also a last resort. Augustine introduced him to the white-robed druids, and led them towards the Oak Temple.

The surrounding area of the temple was no longer as peaceful as before, the birds had taken refuge in their nests, the critters had disappeared, and a large number of treemen had gathered around the huge oak trees, and the nearby meadows were littered with wolves, bears, and tigers, each guarding an area.

"Is this also under attack?" Rogge asked Augustine.

"Not yet, but the north, east, and west sides are surrounded by human armies, and only the south side is located in the territory of the elves, and Goethe does not dare to send troops into it without permission, so there is a vacancy. Augustine replied with a solemn expression.

"And how many men do we have?" Rogge asked with concern as he glanced at the white-robed druid beside him.

"I'm afraid there aren't many ......" Augustine stopped in front of the great oak tree, waved open the door of the oak temple hall, and suddenly heard a scream in the eastern sky, and the golden light rain fell on the canopy of the great oak tree in patches, and a series of violent explosions were heard.

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