Seeing Catherine being dragged in, Rogge waved his hand and released the blade to shoot at the sealed hole, the blade embedded in the stone slab that sealed the hole, but could not push the stone slab away.

"Lilith, go up and try it!" Rogge shouted back to the little owl.

The little furball flapped its wings and flew up to the top of the high corridor, striking the slate with its body, but the slate did not move at all, and could not be knocked away at all.

"I can't hit it, do you want to try it yourself!" the little furball staggered down from above, and with a "chirp" lay on Rogge's head, drooping his wings and dizzy.

Rogge silently looked up at the ceiling, which was nearly ten meters above the ground, the hole where Catherine had disappeared was in the very center, and even if he could climb up the wall and get close to the ceiling, he would not be able to reach the stone slab that sealed the hole.

At this moment, a footstep suddenly approached him, and Rog turned his head sharply, and saw the high priest Goethe coming forward, and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Maybe I really shouldn't have come!" said Rogge, glancing at him, looking up at the entrance of the cave.

"Do you have anything else in mind?" Goethe said threateningly, looking at Rogge with suspicion, "I warn you that the Sacred Artifact belongs to the Holy Order, and I will not allow anyone else to take it!"

Rogge sneered, and a cold gaze fell on Goethe's face, the high priest's heart sank, and the white shadow of Rogge's body flashed, and a hand suddenly stuck his throat, slamming him against the wall.

The priests behind Goethe were shocked when they saw this, and rushed together under the leadership of the executive priest Bach, and Rogge aimed his claw blade at Goethe's head, turned back and stared at them viciously and said, "Get out of my way, or don't blame me for splitting his head!"

Seeing this, Bach and the others did not dare to move, and hurriedly retreated, and Rogge turned his head to stare at Goethe's iron face and said, "High Priest, I should really let Lilith poke you blind, because they are really useless!"

When the little owl heard Rogge's words, he immediately cheered up, flapped his wings and jumped on Goethe's head, showing the five sharp claws of his right leg, and stared at the high priest menacingly.

"Lilith, don't mess around, I didn't really let you do that!" said Roger in a gloomy tone, and the little furball dropped his wings in disappointment, scratched Goethe's head with his paws, and flew back to Rogge's head.

"Listen, High Priestess, I came here to save your lives and lose the girl who has been with me all along, not so that you can put the charge of conspiracy against the Hallows on my head, if that is the case, I might as well kill you now!"

Goethe stared at Rogge's gloomy expression and nodded silently, and the golden robe on his body suddenly radiated a thousand rays of light, bouncing Rogge away from him.

Seeing that the High Priest was out of Rogge's control, Bach waved the hammer in his hand and shouted, "Above, catch him!" The priests were about to step forward, but Goethe waved them back.

He strode up to Rogge, stared into Rogge's eyes and said, "Mr. Rogge, maybe there is indeed some misunderstanding between us on this issue, but in any case, I hope we will not cause trouble for each other on the issue of protecting the Hallows. ”

"But you have caused me trouble, and I wish I could see the poor girl again!" said Rogge, glancing up at the cave where Catherine had disappeared, striding past Goethe, and exclaiming, "I will go to her myself, and now it is better not to waste time, and to find the Hallows quickly!"

Ignoring the hostile gaze of the priests of the Priesthood, he strode past them and heard Lilith mutter, "It looks like you're the High Priest!"

"My eyebrows won't agree, and I don't want to keep my face frowning forever. Rogge muttered softly.

Behind him, Goethe walked up to Bach, the executive priest, and heard Bach ask: "High priest, this criminal is too arrogant, why don't you kill him?"

"It's not so easy to subdue him, and if we fight him here, who's going to find the Hallow?" Goethe said with a scheming glance at Bach.

Rogge strode ahead, and the priesthood followed him through the corridor and entered the burial chamber where the sarcophagus was kept, and the huge sarcophagi were placed in the vast burial chambers, and Rogge and the others passed through the main road in the middle of the sarcophagus, and the thunder and lightning magic lamps on the walls cast the shadow of the sarcophagus on them.

"What about the stupid girl? Will she be okay?" asked the little furball, leaning on Rog's hat and poking his little head out to look down at Rogge.

"William's men shouldn't kill her," Rogge calmly analyzed: "They want to use her as a hostage and blackmail us when necessary, but she may have to suffer a little, don't worry about the little one, I will find her!"

"I think stupid girl. The little owl shrunk its wings and sighed softly.

Rogge silently felt her thoughts, his mouth was silent, but his heart felt the same way, his steps became faster and faster, as if in a hurry to get to the place where the holy weapon was, and the priesthood who followed behind could not even catch up with him, and gradually distanced himself from him.

Suddenly, Rog's footsteps stopped, he stopped at the door of a burial chamber, Goethe who followed behind frowned, turned back to signal the priesthood to be vigilant, and slowly approached Rogge.

When Goethe and Bach peered out of the door from his side, they saw a huge figure standing in the hall outside the door.

"It's the Titan wizard who guards the mausoleum. Rogge whispered, "It seems that the human tombs do not have special guards, but there are many races such as Titans, Dwarves, and Orcs - except for the elves, who bury themselves directly under the trees, including the royal family. ”

"Since it's a Titan and not a monster, it's easy to do, I'll go meet him!" Goethe said as he strode towards the Titan wizard, and Rog hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab him and said, "You can't go, he will attack us!"

"I am the High Priestess of the Human Empire, even Thorin has to give me three points of respect, how dare an ordinary wizard offend me?" Goethe shook off Rog's hand contemptuously and continued towards the Titan Wizard.

Rog hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and said, "You don't know about the Titans, among the Titans, these ancient wizards who guard the mausoleum are all elders of the highest status, and some of them have existed even when this mausoleum was built!"

He glanced back at the figure of the Titan Wizard and said in a low voice, "These guys will not care about your identity, as long as you dare to trespass on the royal tomb, they will crush you at all costs to protect the bones of the royal family!

"I'd like to see if they really dare not take the Holy Order seriously!" Rogge's words not only failed to dissuade Goethe, but instead aroused his arrogance, he pushed Rog away and strode towards the Titan Wizard, shouting as he went, "Hey, I'm the High Priest of the Holy Order of the Farrell Empire, I'm here to ......"

Before the words fell, the Titan Wizard had already turned around, stared at Goethe and the others on the ground with a pair of blue eyes that flashed with electric light, and said in a slow and gloomy voice, "Who allowed you to enter the resting place of the Titan King?"

"I am the High Priestess of the Holy Society of the Human Empire, and I am here on the orders of the Holy Emperor to hunt down the dark wizard William who stole the holy weapon, in order to recover the stolen holy weapon, I now suspect that the holy weapon is hidden in the mausoleum, I ask you to help me find the holy weapon!" Gorde said in a majestic voice as he looked at the Titan wizard and said loudly.

"Did he think that all the people in the world were going to listen to him?" the little owl grunted unconvinced.

"We're in big trouble, and I'd better think about the aftermath first. Rogge said and turned to the other side of the hall, and suddenly heard the roar of the Titan wizard behind him: "No matter who you are, there is only one way to die for trespassing on the royal tomb!"

The old wizard shook his beard, raised his staff and pointed the thunderbolt-shaped staff at Goethe, and a bolt of lightning struck him, illuminating the hall as bright as day.

"How dare you attack me!" When the lightning dissipated, Goethe, who relied on the protection of divine magic, raised his head angrily, pointed at the golden scepter in his hand, and shouted: "Saints, get rid of this evil wizard for me!"

The Priesthood, led by Executive Priest Bach, rushed towards the Titan Wizard and unleashed a rain of arrows at him, and the Titan Wizard roared in anger and slammed the Thunder Staff in his hand on the ground.

As the earth shook and a cold electric current descended from the sky, surrounding the wizard and falling to the ground, Goethe chanted loudly, applying a powerful divine shield to the priests against the falling lightning, and then with a finger of the scepter, summoned three angels of holy light to pounce on the Titan wizard.

Not far away, Rogge looked at the priesthood and the Titan wizard who were caught in a fierce battle, and sighed softly: "What an old antique who doesn't listen to people's advice!"

He looked around the hall and noticed a glittering circle on the wall not far away, and the wall next to the circle was painted with a distinctive pattern, Rog hurried to the circle, looked up at the huge wall, and saw that it was a map drawn on it.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be the teleportation array heading to the upper level!" Rog said, staring at the map on the wall.

He looked at the map carefully, remembered it in his mind, and then stepped into the teleportation array, and in a flash of light, his figure appeared in a dark corridor.

Rogge glanced back at the glowing teleportation array behind him, and said to the little owl, "If Goethe could use a little brain, how much could we save." ”

"I suggest you leave them alone and let them fight each other to the death with the old immortal wizards!" the little owl snorted.

"That's a good idea!" Rog stepped into the shadows of the hallway, clinging to the walls of the hallway, gradually breaking away from the light of the circle, and the surroundings became darker and darker, but fortunately he and Lilith both had eyes that were unaffected by the darkness and were aware of the situation around them.

Suddenly, Rogge stopped, he sniffed lightly in the air, turned back to Lilith and said, "I smell Catherine, it's nearby!"

(A sensitive nose is good, Lao Luo seems to have found Catherine's traces, but can he find and rescue Catherine? Where is the whereabouts of the holy weapon? Maybe only Little Furball knows, so stay tuned!)