A night of passion and mystery passed, and in the early morning, Rogge had to face a bunch of trivialities, big and small, in the principality.

Before dawn, Mora dragged her tired body out of Dresden. Mora has regained her former holiness and nobility, and although the relationship has become incomparably closer, the distance between her and Rogge has become more distant than ever.

When Mora left, Rog was taking care of the affairs of the principality. When he learned the news of Mora's departure, he was stunned at first, then smiled slightly and continued to deal with official business.

The Duchy of Arley is not peaceful.

Xia Shang, the new chief executive of the occupied territories, was very competent, and in less than two months, the tyranny of excesses and miscellaneous taxes and torture had already caused anger and resentment. He thought he had been favored by Rog, and he desperately befriended Adele, so he didn't take anyone seriously, including Charlie, of course.

Xia Shang's subordinates were stopped by Charlie several times, so Charlie, who was in charge of public affairs, became the figure that Xia Shang wanted to get rid of. Don't look at Xia Shang's ability to govern the realm and the people, but in the internal struggle, there are many tricks and powerful means.

In order to limit Charlie's military power, he came up with a way to set up a limited number of cards between cities, and a team of more than 100 people wanted to clear the customs, which had to be approved by the local administrator. Chachan said that this was to prevent the large-scale movement of the rebel army and to ensure the security of the occupied areas of the principality. But when will the rebels openly move in front of the cities? As a result, Charlie's tens of thousands of troops stationed in various cities were immediately unable to move. Xia Shang also issued a secret order, asking local officials to make things difficult for Charlie's garrison and wait for opportunities to frame him, so as to snatch the military power.

Charlie was naturally extremely dissatisfied with Xia Shang's actions. However, Xia Shang did act strictly within the scope of the authority given by Rogge, and did not give Charlie any handle at all. Charlie was so angry that he moved to a small town not far from Latvia, and transferred most of his troops to the city.

Although Xia Shang is nonsense, he is still a little self-aware, and he does not dare to attack Charlie's elven troops and Tikton warriors. He knew that these alien warriors had always been valued by Rogge, and once they were injured due to their own reasons, they would definitely not be able to explain to Rogge in the future. On the other hand, Xia Shang knew that none of his men could resist these vicious alien warriors, and if they were forced to do so, they might dare to kill him and cut him down.

There are about 10,000 battle-hardened elite warriors in the Duchy of Are, some of them are stationed in Dresden, some are under Frey, and about 4,000 are Charles's direct troops. Add to that the elves and the Ticton warriors, and that's all Charlie can freely mobilize.

The resistance movements in various parts of the occupied area rose one after another, and Charlie took these thousands of elites back and forth to extinguish the fire, exhausted. What puzzled him was that the rebels were a little too well informed, and they almost knew everything about his movements. Most of the time, Charlie will pounce on the air. Charlie knew that Xia Shang must have secretly revealed his whereabouts to the rebels. The stronger the rebels in the occupied territories, the greater the responsibility of Charlie as the supreme military commander. However, he deliberately gave false information to Xia Shang several times, but the rebels still saw through the intention and escaped the trap set by Charlie. Charlie knows that there are only two possibilities, one is that there is a military genius in the rebels, and the other is that there is another internal annihilation, and the level of this internal annihilation is high enough. In any case, Charlie firmly believes that Xia Shang does not have the ability to see through the false information he spreads.

After observing the actions of the rebels, Charles was more inclined to believe that there was an internal annihilation in the principality. But this aspect was not Charlie's strong point, and he had to turn to General Horn for help.

But a month passed in a blink of an eye, and Horn, who had always been efficient, still made no progress in probing the internal annihilation this time.

Not everything went according to Rogge's plan, though. It's a world of change, and any advance planning is subject to unpredictable surprises.

The rebels did grow, but they grew too fast. The two rebel armies founded by Horn had a unique advantage and grew rapidly, each with hundreds of fighters. But a rebel army led by a young girl sprung up, amassing nearly 2,000 men in a short period of time. The largest rebel army gathered a large number of warriors from the former Kingdom of Latvia, many of whom were good generals.

Charlie also took note of the team. He lured the enemy several times and tried to fight it, but the rebel army just didn't catch it. Even if Charlie only led more than 500 people to wander around the places where they often moved, this resistance army would never come out.

By the time Rogge returned to Dresden, Horn had already begun his efforts to investigate the leader of the rebels, but no results had yet to be found.

In addition to this, there are three or four rebel forces active in the occupied territories. Horn's report argues that the emergence of such a large number of rebels in such a short period of time must have been the result of the intervention of a third party. He had already discovered that several mercenary units had infiltrated the occupied territory, and there was news that more mercenary units were on their way to the Duchy of Arley.

Rogge snorted and tossed the report aside. He casually flipped through other military documents, most of which were accusations between Charlie and Xia Shang. Rogge didn't even look at the documents and threw them aside.

In the eyes of the fat man, these rebels who lack strong men are a rabble. When he finishes dealing with the affairs of the Oracle City, he will personally bring the most elite troops to completely suppress all resistance movements.

What made him unhappy was that the Duchy's armament production was much less efficient. But Rogge knew Adele's heart disease, and he could only sigh secretly at this time.

Princess Malika of the Empire, accompanied by her mother, was walking slowly to Dresden, and she wondered if that Ray Lo had the courage to accompany her. However, Rogge had no intention of waiting for her at all, and at this moment, the fat man's heart had already flown to the City of Oracles. After hastily handling the affairs of the principality, he set out in a hurry the next day.

In the square of the Oracle City, Rogge looked wordlessly at the huge silver dragon statue that suddenly appeared.

The statue is so realistic and expressive that the fat man who has always thought that dragons look the same can tell that this is the silver dragon that fell in front of him.

Standing in front of such a statue, Rogge only felt uncomfortable. He was even a little worried that the statue would come back to life at some point and tear his great enemy to pieces in one bite.

In the lakeside square, countless elves are busy, and a new tall hall replaces the small building that was not striking in appearance and placed silver dragon eggs. Under the command of the mage, the elven craftsmen carefully inlay the metal cast magic symbols in the designated places on the outer walls, and then the mages will carefully infuse the magic symbols with magical power.

The new temple had no windows and only two large doors. On its outer wall, a large, intricate magic array was close to taking shape. From a distance, it looks more like a huge cage. Rogge scrutinized every magic symbol, but every time he walked around the new hall, he would see the huge silver dragon statue not far away, and he would always feel a little uneasy in his heart.

If the fat man hadn't known about the purpose of building this statue, he would have ordered it to be demolished. However, the idea that the silver dragon egg was hidden close to the statue of Chrisferena was really up to Theseus.

In the past few days in the City of Oracles, Rogge has completely devoted himself to the design and layout of this magic array. With many mages in the City of Oracles and the help of Floya, the design of this magic array is quite smooth. Rog repeatedly corroborated the demonic magic recorded in the black crystal and the necromancy obtained from Elgra's memories, and finally completed the huge magic array. It's just that whether it can be effective or not will have to wait until it is activated.

The Elven City, which is maintained by the magic of the Elven Ancient Tree, is built by the Elves with their natural skills to spawn plants. The reconstruction of the City of Oracle was not a small project, but it only took two or three days to complete it, which is a construction speed that is unimaginable in a human city.

Finally, all the magic arrays were arranged. In the early morning of the next day, Rog opened the door of the temple and entered the new hall with a large number of mages and warriors, including even the two old foxes, Death Class and Theseus.

One by one, the lights of magic lit up in the tall, windowless hall, which was almost empty, except for the terrifying and gigantic body of Amoro in the center.

Amoro's entire body is indigo-blue, and his lower body is shaped like a lion's body, with four giant claws lying on the ground. The upper body is the body of a demon, with a pair of small fleshy wings on its back, and incredibly thick arms crossed in front of its chest. It had a long, protruding, dragon-like mouth with a deep pit in the center of its forehead, which looked like the location of the eyes.

Amoro's body was filled with hundreds of daggers up and down, and there were several daggers of different shapes on almost every vital joint.

A deep voice rang out in the hall: "My servant, I smell the familiarity! Have you recovered your eyes for me? Resurrect me, and I will grant you infinite strength, wealth, and power!"

Rogge quietly made a gesture behind him, stepped forward, and said, "Dear Lord Amoro, I have brought your eyes here. Forgive me for my offense to your noble body! I will first remove these daggers that form the seals for you, and then place your eyes back. Finally, I would like to ask you to bear with a little discomfort. You have been asleep for too long, and your strength must have suffered a lot. I have found many sacrifices for you, and I will gather their blood for you through the magic circle. ”

Amoro laughed and said, "Good! You are loyal, my servant." I will generously reward you for your loyalty. Resurrect me quickly!I've been asleep in the cold temple for too long, I can't wait!"

Behind Rogge, a large number of elven warriors silently poured into the main hall and surrounded Amoro.

Amoro seemed to sense something, and his huge body moved, and said, "What is this voice? Why are these lowly creatures here?"

As he walked towards Amoro, Rog said, "Lord Amoro, they are all your servants, and they are determined to witness this great moment of your resurrection, please give them this glory!"

Amoros' laughter echoed throughout the temple: "Very well, my servants, when I am resurrected, I will give you strength to reward your loyalty, and I will lead you to conquer the whole continent!"

As if in harmony with the wild laughter, the elven mages began to chant incantations slowly, and the magic array in the hall slowly lit up, and bursts of thick bloody qi emanated from the magic array. The magic symbols on the outer wall of the hall also quietly lit up one after another.

Although Amoro was lying on the ground, its huge body was also ten meters high. Rog stood in front of it like a small bug. He tentatively grasped a dagger from Amoro's front paws, and with a great deal of force, he finally pulled it out.

Amoro roared in pain, but it knew that Rogge was breaking the seal, so it held back. After the dagger was drawn, the wound left behind wriggled and healed quickly, and after a few moments, there was no trace of it. Rog couldn't help but admire Amoro's powerful regeneration ability, no wonder such a powerful seal, after such a long time, and the removal of its eyes, still could not destroy it.

Step by step, he crawled up Amoro's body, and the daggers were thrown to the ground. Amoro even adjusted his posture to make it easier for Rog.

Finally, as Rog gripped the dagger stuck in Amoro's throat, a bone-chilling chill suddenly spread throughout the hall! In the hall, they were all the elites of the elves, but except for a few people, the rest of the elves couldn't help but shiver.

At this moment, a layer of dazzling brilliance appeared on Rogge's body, and a faint divine and solemn aura couldn't help but emanate. Although this light curtain is not very strong, it is extremely well protected and does not leak. This is still the skill that the fat man practiced in order to resist the holy water of the Church of Light.

The icy aura swirled around Rogge, but he couldn't find a place to break through. Moreover, the magic mirror in his arms was glowing softly, canceling out most of the power of the cold aura.

Rogge finally pulled out the dagger slowly.

Amoro let out a roar that shook the entire hall, and finally stood up! Dozens of daggers stuck in its body, and the pain forced it to fall to the ground again.

Rogge stared at the Frost Dagger. Although it was exuding an invisible but deadly cold aura, the dagger itself did not look anything unusual, not only did it not shine at all, but it even had a little rust. Rog smiled and placed the dagger in his arms. As if sensing the power of the Ice and Snow Goddess contained in the magic mirror, the dagger slowly converged the cold aura.

By the time Rog finished drawing the last dagger, the entire hall was already immersed in a thick bloody aura, and the magic array on the outer wall had been fully activated.

Moments later, after many years, the Eye of Amoro was finally placed back on its body.

Amoro let out an earth-shattering roar and stood up again! He shook his body casually and threw Rog away. A streak of blood red soaked the eyes of Amoro, and the pupils finally regained their vitality.

"Light! This is light! I see it, I am resurrected! Ah, it feels wonderful to regain control of my body! My feelings are back, I smell the sweet taste of blood, and the elves! This is my favorite food! My servants, I will eat you and make you a part of my body, which is the highest reward for your loyalty!"

Amoro's vision gradually became clearer, and he did see the elves. But it saw a large number of elves surrounded by them, each with a strong bow in their hands, and countless sharp arrows glowing with purple magic aimed at it.

"What do you want to do, do you want to rely on these slender arrows to resist me?" Amoro snarled as he sensed something was wrong.

Rogge had already gotten up from the ground, and with a wave of his hand, countless magic arrows formed an orderly ** arrow rain and shot towards Amoro.

Amoro's body was so large that it was not agile when it had just been resurrected, so every arrow hit its body. With each arrow, a tingling sensation spreads through Amoro's body. These magic arrows are all attached to the modified paralyzing magic, and after fusing the magic from the dark crystal of the Demon Realm, these magic arrows have special effects on creatures from the Demon Realm. Although Amoro's regenerative ability was very powerful, the number of magic arrows was too large, and it finally couldn't resist the paralyzing effect, roared wildly, and slowly fell to the ground.

"Humble little worm, how dare you lie to me! When the effect of this paralyzing magic wears off, I'll tear you all to pieces!" roared Amoro in anger.

Rogge laughed and said, "We're just using each other! If I really resurrect you honestly, won't I already be a part of your body? Hehe, I'm too humble to afford this kind of glory." Noble Lord Amoro, as a sign of my loyalty to you, I have decided to make you a part of this elven city. Only the entire city of oracles can be worthy of your status!Do you want to lower your noble head and take a good look at what's under your feet?haha!"

Amoro looked down and saw that countless thorns had grown on the floor of the temple, climbing and growing wildly along its body. These brambles were dark red and purple black, and they were filled with terrifying spikes several inches long. As the thorns grew, the spikes continued to elongate, and one by one they pierced into Amoro's body.

Because of the paralyzing magic arrow, Amoro lost consciousness, and if it hadn't been for Rogge's reminder, it wouldn't have known that its body was crawling with these terrible thorns. It instinctively sensed that the thorns must be difficult to deal with, and tried to stand up, but the paralyzing effect of the magic arrow had not yet passed, and it still could not move.

Amoro's eyes were red as if he were dripping blood, and he stared at Rog deadly. It opened its mouth wide, and it wanted to spray something at Rogge. But it roared several times, and didn't let out the slightest breath or other attack.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Rogge had already picked up a huge steel shield that was three inches thick and firmly covered himself. The magic light on the shield shone brightly, apparently blessed with a lot of magical protection. The fat man's side was empty, and only Hughes and the Grim Reaper class were standing.

Such a bulky and huge shield could not be used for any other purpose than on this occasion. Apparently this sinister fat man was prepared and had planned everything long ago.

Amoro roared furiously, but he could only roar a few times, and his body became weaker and weaker, and he couldn't launch a single ranged attack.

It was horrified to find that every time its strength regenerated a little, it would be sucked away by the thorny spikes. And as if they knew its body structure, these thorns couldn't help but probe their spikes to the source of countless power regeneration throughout its body.

As the thorns absorbed more and more of Amoro's power, their branches gradually revealed a blue glow. The thorns were still growing wildly, and in the blink of an eye, they had climbed up to Amoro's chest.

"This is the scavenging thorn of the demon world! Ah, no, no. But how can they draw power?, how can you, a lowly thing, know so much about me from the Demon Realm?" Amoro roared, anger replaced by surprise and surprise in his voice.

Rogge said lightly: "Lord Amoro, you must have been sealed when you first came to this world, which is why you are so stupid. The Demon Realm may be a secret to others, but not to me. Although you can be said to be a high-ranking demon, in the demon world, a demon like you who acts alone has never had a position to be proud of. But your power is indeed very strong, and it is a waste to be sealed for so many years. I have resurrected you, I have found your eyes again, and now your life force is complete. As the price of these services, use your life force to support the operation of the City of Oracles!"

By this time, the effect of paralysis had faded. Amoro roared several times and began to struggle desperately, fighting against the thorns all over his body. At its violent movements, the thorns screamed like life! With each struggle of Amoro, dozens of thorn branches broke off from their roots.

Rogge's face was gloomy, and he shouted, "Amoro!

With a wave of his hand, Wind Butterfly took off the Elven King's bow from his back and shot three arrows at its single eye like lightning! These three arrows were so fast that Amoro didn't even have time to close his eyes! However, the strength of its body was fully demonstrated at this moment, and Wind Butterfly's three consecutive arrows could not even be nailed into its single eye! Despite this, the vital point was shot, and Amoro couldn't stop trembling in pain.

The black flames rose all around Rogge, and for a moment, he finally finished chanting the lengthy incantation, reached out and grabbed it, and a black spear that looked like substance appeared in his hand. He let out a loud shout and threw his black spear at Amoro!

The Dark Spear silently passed through Amoro's back wings, leaving two holes in a square foot. The spear was castrated, and it stabbed a large hole in the top of the main hall and flew into the distance.

"Dark Spear!" Amoro roared in pain, "Who are you, why can you use the dark magic of our Demon Realm, why can you indulge the flames of the Demon Realm!"

Rogge sneered, "You don't need to know this! I'm going to let you die a foolish death." ”

Dark spears formed one after another in his hands, passing through the non-lethal places of Amoros. Amoro was so badly wounded that he finally let out a reluctant roar and fell to the ground, unable to struggle for a while.

The brambles regained their vitality, and in an instant, they spread over Amoro's head, wrapping it tightly.

In a hall at the back of the temple, several magic pools floated in mid-air, slowly turning. The magic spring rising with a thick blue mist couldn't help but rise out of thin air from a magic pool at the highest level, and soon filled the entire magic pool. The magic spring slowly overflowed, pouring into the magic pool below.

The blue of the overflowing magic fountain has faded a lot. When the second magic pool overflowed and poured into the next magic pool, the blue color of the spring water was lighter again. In this way, by the time the magic spring water flowed out of the last magic pool, it had become an extremely thin stream, with a hint of light blue that was not easy to distinguish.

"How's that?" Rogge asked.

An elven magician said, "This magic array that converts the caste of magic is still very imperfect, and it is very expensive to convert Amoro's dark energy into the energy that the elven ancient tree can accept. As you can see, even with so much loss, the energy that is finally converted still carries a lot of dark castes, and it can't be used by the Elven Ancient Tree. My lord, you can't take down the silver dragon egg for the time being. ”

Rogge took out a piece of paper, thought for a moment, drew a fragment of the magic array on it, and said, "First change the magic array according to this." In the future, I will slowly improve the magic array of caste conversion. ”

The elven magician took it and looked at it, was taken aback, and said, "Lord Rogge, the current magic array has almost exhausted Amoro's power. If you continue to increase the extraction strength, you will damage Amoro's body. In that case, Amoro won't be able to support it for long. ”

"And how long will it last?" Rogge asked rhetorically.

The elven mage thought for a moment and said, "Fifty years at most." ”

Rogge laughed and said: "That's it! It's hard to say whether the Oracle City will still exist in fifty years, don't worry about what will happen in fifty years! Increase the speed of extracting power, and then speed up the operation of the transformation magic array, although the magic power that comes out in this way is wasted, but it will definitely be used! I don't need to care about Amoro's life or death, give me a hard pump!!"

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