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It was still early in the morning when Zhang Qinan returned to the south, and the station of the envoys of the Asrofik Empire was surrounded by hundreds of royal black-armored janissalines. The surrounding neighborhoods www.biquge.info are also full of guarded guards, with a sentry almost every few meters.

The envoys were already aware of the changes outside. However, the empire is full of talents, and those who can be elected to the diplomatic corps in such an extraordinary period are all brave and resolute people. Although they knew that they were in the enemy capital, and there was no possibility of survival once they moved, the members of the mission divided themselves to guard each vital area, and there was no intention of panicking.

Roger sat peacefully in the room, closing his eyes and meditating, as Floya lay on his lap like a golden kitten, flipping through the plane meditation that had been memorized by her.

Regarding the black-armored guards surrounded outside, Rogge was completely unimpressed. Not to mention that these are just ordinary warriors, even if the Dro Empire sends several strong men to besiege him, and has an existence as strong as Adriane, he is completely sure that he will escape with Floya. As for the life and death of the members of the envoy group, it is not within the scope of the fat man's consideration at all, and it is a big deal to lead the army back to avenge them.

The dense black-armored guards in front of the embassy seemed to have suddenly received a silent order, and they parted like a tide on both sides, and in the blink of an eye, they gave way to a passage large enough for two luxurious carriages to run side by side. Whether it is a man or a horse, the movements are uniform, and the excellent training is really amazing.

The sound of the car was rattling.

Dozens of luxurious carriages galloped from afar, and did not stop until they reached the gate of the embassy station, and the high-ranking officials of the Dro Empire disembarked from the carriages, and even a few people wore coats of arms representing the blood of the imperial family.

A tall, thin, richly dressed old man came to the gate first, and he couldn't help but tremble when he looked at the glittering crossbow in the hands of the envoy guards above the gate.

The old man exclaimed with all his strength: "Don't let go of the arrows! We have no ill will! Your Majesty has heard that the Venerable Holy Church Pope Rogue has arrived in our country, and has specially sent us to welcome His Majesty the Pope into the palace. We didn't know about the arrival of His Majesty the Pope, and there was a lot of negligence, so we ask Lord Rogge to be more forgiving. I would like to ask you to convey my message to the honorable Lord Rogge. ”

Everyone in the mission was stunned for a moment, and immediately someone rushed to Rogge's room to report the news to the extremely noble Pope.

The Holy Church is different from the Church of Light. In the Holy Church, servants who serve God do not have to remain single. When Rogge formulated this rule, he was mercilessly ridiculed by Mora, after all, the fat man's selfishness was too obvious. But Rogge also has a valid reason, after all, he has two wives. Adele aside, Feuerbach's princess always has to take care of her on the surface.

Therefore, when the people who came to report the news saw the stunning leader of the famous empire of the Ice and Snow Mage Regiment lying on the Pope's lap reading a book, they were not surprised at all, and some were only envious. When he saw Rogge sitting peacefully in the chair with his eyes closed, his calm and upright as a mountain, the person who reported the news admired the Pope even more.

"It seems that Lord Rogge was able to get the favor of God, it turned out that it was not accidental!" Thinking back to Rogge's previous deeds, this person was even more emotional.

After listening to the report, Rogge opened his eyes slightly, and said slowly in a low and strange voice: "Let them wait first!"

When the man stepped back, Floya looked up and said, "I'm pretending again!"

Rogge rubbed her blonde hair and said with a smile: "To deal with these people, you have to put up a fight. The more arrogant you are, the less they will dare to snub you. We're not in a hurry to get out, let's wait slowly. ”

Floya narrowed her eyes slightly, enjoying Rogge's touch very much, and said, "The attitude of the Droz people towards us changes very quickly!"

"Obviously, they must have just suffered a big defeat. So we don't have to worry. ”

Droz's high-ranking officials and dignitaries stood outside for half an hour, and when the old man at the head looked ugly and looked almost fainting, Rog slowly walked out of the gate with Floya. Led by the old man, Rog and Floya boarded one of the most luxurious carriages and headed for the Imperial Palace, surrounded by countless royal guards.

The next few days seemed busy, but in fact they were as dull as water.

Rog and Floya were housed in the Imperial Palace, which was dedicated to welcoming the highest dignitaries of the Droz Empire. In the last decade, the Sophilan Palace has only been opened four times. Somewhat ironically, three of the four times the Sophilan Palace was opened was for the reception of the Pope of the Church of Light.

Just the next day, Floya couldn't stand the endless feasts of the Dro Empire, so she complained about her illness and hid back in her room, focusing on studying the plane and meditating. And Rogge is always torn between Emperor Delo and the nobles, and he seems to be tired of it. Emperor Dro soon discovered that this fat man with a kind smile was not simple, and no matter how much they tried, they could not get the slightest tone from his mouth.

At countless banquets, Rogge talked about religion, goddesses, and faith, but he never talked about war and covenants. And the envoys of the Asrofik Empire suddenly became leisurely, and they were not in a hurry at all about whether the negotiations could achieve results.

As the days passed, they were not in a hurry, but Emperor Dro was already in a hurry to go crazy. Reports of war from the south came one after another, and the Bavarian army moved like the wind, and had defeated the three largest vassal states in the south of the empire one after another. In these three battles, the army of Droz suffered nearly 30,000 casualties, and another 80,000 were routed, only to be reorganized in the rear. Among the three major wars, the most surprising battle was a major battle between Duke Dumas of the Droe Empire and the Lion's Tooth Legion.

Duke Dumas is the most powerful prince in the south of the Dro Empire, and in the past half a month, he has thrown off the main force of the Dro Empire's army, and the 20,000 troops have been following behind the Lion's Tooth Legion, trying to seize the opportunity of the decisive battle. However, the Lionfangs acted quickly and never fought him.

After a dozen days of playing hide-and-seek, the Lion's Tooth Legion suddenly stopped in the Pétain Valley and lined up for the Duke of Dumas's arrival.

At this time, Duke Dumas was only more than a hundred kilometers away from the main army of the Droz Empire behind him. However, it was the distance of more than 100 kilometers that became the key to determining the outcome of the war.

Arrayed opposite Dumas' army of 20,000 were 8,000 lion-tooth knights.

At that time, the sun had set in the west, and the clouds were like blood for half a day.

The blood-colored sky draped the eight thousand standing knights in a new blood-colored garment. In this blood-colored phalanx, a churning blood cloud suddenly rose!

Driven by this cloud of blood, the entire lion's tooth phalanx moved! The iron horses rolled, like a pool of blood in the sky suddenly bursting the embankment, and a red waterfall fell in the air!

And that cloud of blood had already far surpassed the phalanx of knights behind him, and with boundless murderous aura, it rushed towards the Dumas army with swiftness and incoherence!

The mighty Duke Dumas faced the slanting sun, and the sun and glow stabbed his eyes, and the scenery he looked out was a little blurry. He stared hard at the tumbling blood cloud, and could only faintly see a knight with a spear and a prancing horse in the blood cloud.

Duke Dumas suddenly smelled a bloody breath that was so thick that it could not be dissolved, and then his eyes, which could not stand the sun, stinged and burst into tears.

"What the hell!" Dumas cursed, rubbing his eyes vigorously.

He could faintly hear the army behind him clamoring for something, but the sound seemed so far away and so vague that he couldn't make out what was being shouted.

Dumas finally opened his eyes.

In an instant, his eyes were opened to the maximum!

At some point, the space around him had been dyed a dark red, red like mist, constantly drifting. And the faint knight just now was already in front of him at this moment!

The knight still looked young, his handsome face was expressionless, and there seemed to be blood flowing in his cold eyes. Duke Dumas suddenly had a sensation that the knight looked at him as if he were looking at a dead man. Duke Dumas didn't know why he suddenly felt this way, and his eyes went down the knight's shoulder to his arm, and then to the spear in his hand.

Dumas noticed that the spear was slowly pulling out of his chest!

How could he be so fast! Dumas thought of the question.

The duke stood on his warhorse, his expression of astonishment fixed on his face forever.

The cloud of blood flicked across his body, drifting towards the battle phalanx behind him.

A vulture hovers high in the sky, and its keen instincts tell it that there will be a good dinner today. Its piercing eagle eyes scanned the land, searching for food.

On the ground, there were tens of thousands of soldiers who had become chaotic, and among them, a straight line of blood was rapidly extending in the battle array!

The blood waterfall that fell from the sky had also rushed to the front of the formation at this time!

No one would have imagined that the battle-hardened Duke Dumas would be defeated so quickly. Early the next morning, when the main force of the Dro Empire followed the guidance of the rout, they came to the Pétain Valley, only the corpses of tens of thousands of Dro warriors and countless vultures were eating. There was not a single corpse of a liontooth knight on the battlefield. Obviously, the Lion's Tooth Legion retreated calmly after clearing the battlefield.

The fall of the three major powers in the south has shaken the entire government and opposition of the Dro Empire. The current Emperor Droe is not an enterprising man, he is both arrogant and very timid. After the reports of the defeat in the southern war came one after another, he finally couldn't suppress the panic in his heart, and his attitude towards the Asrofik Empire mission changed radically.

At this moment, as long as the Asrofik Empire is willing to send troops, whether it is to cede land or compensate for military expenses, Emperor Deluo Yanjing is willing to agree. Therefore, Rogge, who is very important in the Asrofik Empire, has also become the focus of Osinia at this moment. It's just that the fat man never mentions politics, and everything is left to the envoys. As long as he speaks, in addition to preaching the teachings of the goddess, he sings the praises of the greatness of the goddess.

In order to capture Rogge, the ministers of the Dro Empire have worked hard. They know that power and money have no effect on people of a fat person's status for a long time. The only one who can touch Rogge's heart is a woman. But the fat man's little goblin is beautiful and beautiful, and his figure is also perfect, and he has a prominent identity and superb magic. Emperor Dro searched almost all over Osinia, but how could he possibly find a woman comparable to Floya?

Since you can't win by quality, you can only use quantity to break through.

Overnight, the quality of the ladies at the Sophilan Palace suddenly rose by two levels. The fat man entered the palace gate, and as far as the eye could see, there was simply scenery everywhere. It's just that the fat man wants to put up the pope's shelf at the moment, and he has to maintain the image of divine brilliance everywhere, and the little goblin will never let him come around, so although he is facing the delicious food in the garden, the fat man can only look at it but not eat it.

The gains and losses in this are only clear to him.

In the past few days, the Drofik Empire has continued to retreat, and the Athrofic envoy is not too much, after the Dro Empire ceded one more grain-producing lake area, they hastily signed an alliance agreement, agreeing that the Asrofik Empire will send 200,000 troops into the territory of the Dero Empire to fight against the Duchy of Bavaria and the Church of Light, and all the supplies of the northern army in wartime are the responsibility of the Dro Empire, in addition, another proviso of the treaty is that the Holy Church can freely preach in the territory of the Derog, and the Church of Light should be expelled from the Dro Empire.

As for the religious clause, Emperor Droe readily agreed. Although there are many believers in the Church of Light in the empire, at this moment the Church of Light has openly sided with the Duchy of Bavaria, and the only thing that is wrong is that the Holy Knights themselves participate in the war. And all indications are that the Bavarian Church [***] was unexpectedly strong in combat, in large part because of the large number of church members who served in the army.

Emperor Dro himself was a believer in the Church of Light, but in his eyes, royal power was more important than anything else. In front of the great throne, what supreme god, what faith, even his parents and brothers, let him hell with them!

Looking at the several electric falcons carrying the alliance agreement breaking through the sky, Rogge, who was standing in the hanging garden of Sophilan Palace, couldn't help but sigh secretly, benefits are really a wonderful thing. In the face of interests, the Asrofik Empire and the Droro Empire, which were supposed to fight a big war, turned into brothers fighting side by side in a short period of time, and concluded an alliance agreement that was enough to affect the situation on the entire continent.

This entente was later called the Holy Entente by the countries of the continent.

These electrofalcons, known for their ferocity and speed, can return to the north in a day, and then more than 100,000 coolies will pick up their axes and saws again, and countless towering ancient trees will fall with a bang.

As the avenue extends, hundreds of thousands of imperial troops that have long been ready to go will enter the Dro Empire under the leadership of the legendary generals Alexander and Pompey. Along with the army were the hundred mages of the Holy Church, the mighty Order of Ice Palace, and the powerhouses that had gathered on a scale never seen before!

And in the camp of the Holy Church, there are nearly 10,000 elven archers.

A magnificent battle is about to begin.

This is the duel between the warriors of the northern country and the warriors of the south, the battle between the strong of the northern land and the holy realm of the southern magic guide, and the collision of the two major religions of the Holy Church and the Church of Light!

The moon was rising, and the sky was full of stars in a blink of an eye, and Rogge had been standing in the hanging garden for a whole day.

He just looked up at the sky.

Whether it's the clouds rising or the wind singing through the birds, it can bring him endless information. Rogge knew that it would not be long before the sky above Osinia would sound the vigorous and desolate trumpets of the North, and he knew that this time Feuerbach had personally entered the South, and he had already prepared for the fact that he would not be able to return to the northern steppes.

The emperor has already made up his mind on this trip, and if he wins, he will die!

This summer night was surprisingly cold. A thick, damp mist rose all of Osinia, and thin drops of dew climbed up Rog's hair, gathered again, and ran down his cheeks, disappearing all the way into his collar.

It seems that Osinia's souls that have not been dispersed for thousands of years have traveled here in this night, and the cold air they emit has dispelled the warmth of the summer night.

Rogge's eyes narrowed slightly, looking up at the night sky. He seemed to be smiling, but the expression on his face was like that of a vampire thirsting for blood.

In fact, a drop of cold dew can also convey too much information to him.

Rog was looking at the sky, and the Book of Shiloh was flowing slowly in his heart.

"The gods created existence out of nothingness and created kingdoms between planes. Everything that exists in the kingdom will be determined by God's will. God will rest, and they will be weary from the creation of the kingdom. When he wakes up, God will truly be God. ”

"God will be weary. ”

At the end of this page, there is still the familiar phrase: "The gods are not omnipotent, and Shiloh is omnipotent." ”

Rogge's gaze crossed the night sky. He seemed to see that beyond the night, a mysterious kingdom was being established from nothing.

Will she rest after building the kingdom of God?

"When we wake up, God will truly be God. This sentence echoed in Rogge's heart over and over again.

When she woke up, did she really complete the process of becoming a god? And at that time, did she still remember everything before?

Rogge was suddenly at a loss.

At this moment, bounded by where Rogge stood, the vast night suddenly opened. Behind the curtain of the night, it is a completely unknown world.

The north was thick in darkness, and in the darkness there were several extremely tall figures. And beside the darkness, standing gracefully is the haunting her.

Her black hair was still straight, like a waterfall, and the sparkle in her silver eyes was as bright as ever.

It's just that the figure holding the scythe of death in his arms, for some reason, always seems so lonely.

And in the south, it's light.

It was soft, divine, boundless light.

Only light!

(To be continued)