The deep hall flickered and flickered, with occasional milky white or dark green light sweeping through. The ghosts who usually roamed the hall are now desperately hiding in the shadows of the corner of the hall, lest they be illuminated by the light, but due to the barrier set by Fengyue, these ghosts have no way to leave this hall.

Feng Yue leaned on the high throne with his hands on his jaw, silently staring at the three clusters of light floating in front of him. Two of the light clusters emitted a milky white halo, and through the light balls, it could be seen that there seemed to be countless feathers fluttering inside. From time to time, the white ball of light will suddenly light up, bursting into a small ball of flames. Bursts of divine aura kept emanating.

The black-green ball of light was much quieter, and there were countless green clouds surging inside, and it would be a long time before an electric light exploded in the green clouds.

Gregory crouched in the shadows beside the Stone Seat of Wind and Moon, terrified of the two white clusters of light, but when he saw the dark green clusters of light, his eyes were full of greed.

"Master, can you move the divine flames of those two angels a little, I really can't stand those holy lights! Master, your current strength is simply unfathomable! You are not afraid of these holy lights at all! I really worship you so much!"

The flickering holy light reflected Fengyue's face flickering brightly and darkly. She slowly opened her eyes, a soft silver light streaming down her eyes.

"Gregory, you are trying so hard to pat yourself on the back because you want the soul energy of the green dragon Trirenhut, right?"

Grigor shrank his head and replied, "Master, you see, my strength is too weak now, and I really can't help you. While you clean up those two idiot angels, I'll just watch from the sidelines, helping you pick up your weapons. If you continue like this, even if you are not in a hurry, I am also anxious......"

"Idiot angel?" Feng Yue's mouth lifted slightly. Her fingers bloomed like orchids, and a blister rose from her hand. There are two small figures in the blister, desperately struggling to get out of the blister.

Her fingertips gently stroked the blister, and said with a smile, "These two angels were originally ninth-order angels with the lowest strength. Obviously, after descending into this world, they were not able to conquer the new body, but were conquered by the new body and became the slaves of the low-level Yu Wang. Otherwise, how could it be so easy for me to clean them up? Because the Advent could retain most of the power, they thought it was a good opportunity. But Gregory, if a person is not strong enough to grasp the opportunity, the opportunity often becomes a trap. ”

"Master, you are so great! You are so wise! You know even the things of the heavenly realm so clearly! How do you know?"

"How do I know?" Fengyue's silver eyes were a little confused, "I don't know." I knew this naturally, as if these things had always been in my mind, but I hadn't remembered them before. ”

"Master, what are you going to do with these two idiot angels?"

Feng Yue looked at the two villains who were struggling desperately in the blister and sighed lightly.

"Gregory, they're not idiots, and they're not weak in this world, but they're nowhere near as strong as they think they are. They think that their own strength is enough to solve all problems, and this is what makes them look like idiots. If they use their brains more, the Green Dragon Trirenhut will definitely not be their opponent. Now these two angels must have understood this, right? Unfortunately, they never had a chance to regret it again. In this world, the dissipation of the soul is the best outcome for them. ”

Fengyue Tan's mouth opened slightly, and a wisp of pale silver breath blew out, blowing through the blister. The two little figures fluttered in the air, fluttered, struggled, and finally helplessly turned into drops of water and fell into the dust.

Feng Yue turned his head and saw Gregory staring at the dark green light, greedy and greedy.

"Gregory, do you really want the soul of the Green Dragon?"

"Ah, great master, you know that my strength is so weak that you have removed six bone spurs, though you are always right...... With this green dragon's soul, my strength can at least double that of what I have now! Of course, even if I double my strength, compared to you, my master, it is too far away. You are so ......"

The clever Gregory saw a small storm converging between Fengyue's brows, and immediately closed his mouth.

"Gregory, when you were a demon dragon in your previous life, your strength was even stronger than my current self. Do you still remember that time?"

"Of course I remember. It's a wonderful feeling to have power! to be able to fly freely in the endless sky of the Demon Realm, ahhhh

"Gregory, which do you think is happier than you with your power or you now?"

"This ...... Master, I really can't tell. At that time, I was thinking about how to get more power, get more power, and soak in more demon beauties. Now, as long as you have the master, there is nothing that cannot be solved. So I don't have to think about anything at all, even if there is any danger in the battle, and the master will rebuild my body afterwards. It seems that it is better to be happier now. But I still really want to have power. ”

Feng Yue sighed lightly and said, "I don't know why, I seem to have had a very strong time, but at that time, I didn't know what happiness was. Is that a memory from my past life? Gregory, you know? Actually, the more powerful, the more powerful, the more unhappy you are. Moreover, great power is likely to bring destruction to an unprepared individual. Now, let me ask you, do you still want the power of the green dragon?"

Gregory thought seriously for a long time, raised his head, and let out a long whistle.

"Master, I want strength!"

"Why?"

"Master, because I don't want to live humblely! I am a noble dragon, not a dog!"

Feng Yue snorted, her silver eyes widened, and she looked at the Vanity Bone Dragon, who had always been overactive, in surprise.

She had no idea that Gregory still had a proud heart.

"Gregory, I really didn't expect you to have such a proud heart. Your previous respect for me seems to be fake. ”

Gregory hurriedly knelt down, wagging his tail desperately.

"Master! Absolutely not! You are equivalent to the existence of the supreme god to me! Ah, no, what is the supreme god, you are truly supreme! My loyalty to you is simply inexpressible, you, you must be able to sense it! Although I am a noble dragon, I am a loyal dog in front of you!"

"Alright, Gregory, I know your loyalty. Although what I got was only a small fraction of the green dragon's soul energy, it was still a little too powerful for you, and I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to withstand such a powerful energy. After I absorb the divine power of those two idiot angels in a while, we will go and take down the stone castle of the Black Knight, and the dragon bone altar inside, since it has the word 'dragon', maybe it will be of some use to you. I hope that the altar is really made of dragon bones, so that you can have a new body and be able to withstand the power of the green dragon's soul. ”

Gregory couldn't laugh or cry, but since the master said so, he must have a point. The host has always been right.

"Gregory, this power that comes out of thin air is not really your own. In the future, you will have to rely more on your own efforts to increase your strength. Remember?"

The bone dragon nodded hurriedly, not really thinking about the meaning of Fengyue's words, its heart was already completely filled with the green dragon energy that it was about to get. The bone dragon's heart was surging, it seemed that it had regained its glory in the demon world, countless delicacies were sent to it by Yuguan, and a large number of demon beauties of all races surrounded it, desperately using means to please it.

Looking at the absent-minded, smirking bone dragon lying on the ground, Fengyue was really helpless.

"Everyone has weaknesses, right?" she thought helplessly.

Fengyue no longer paid attention to the dizzy bone dragon. She rose from her throne, her wings spread out, and she slowly rose into the air. She opened her mouth and sucked in two clusters of light that were constantly radiating holy flames.

Boom! A raging white flame immediately burned in Fengyue's body, and the flames continued to shine out of her body, and the dazzling white light illuminated the entire hall! She had completely turned into a burning torch! Dozens of ghosts that could not dodge were illuminated by the light, and turned into wisps of light smoke in the shrill shouts. Even Gregory had several puffs of white smoke rising from his body, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly put away his thoughts and hid behind the throne of Fengyue, shivering.

Fengyue's eyes were closed, silently suspended in the air. The divine power of the two advent angels was too huge, and even Feng Yue's strong body couldn't withstand such a powerful force! In the holy flame, the armor, scales, and bone spurs around her body slowly retracted into her body.

The flame burned brighter and brighter, and tongues of fire had already licked to the top of the hall.

Feng Yue began to tremble, as if she could no longer bear the burning of the flames, and her face was full of pain. Suddenly, she roared silently, and wisps of invisible shockwaves immediately filled the entire hall, and one ghost after another could not resist the terrifying power contained in the shockwave, and exploded into clouds of smoke. Every time a ghost explodes, it will draw out some holy flame power, and Fengyue's face will be soothed.

The divine power of the angels of the advent surged. The ghosts in the hall have been reduced to ashes under the flames.

The howling of the wind and moon became more and more sharp and powerful, gradually spilling out of the hall and spreading throughout the ancient tomb. Except for the lowest, vigilant ghosts, the ancient tombs are all places where only high-level undead creatures under Fengyue can enter and exit. To be able to enter here, you have to be at least a zombie warrior. However, these undead creatures are now running around like headless flies, avoiding the howling of the wind and moon.

Feng Yue's eyes suddenly opened, and the entire hall was immediately plated with a layer of silver! Her wings stretched to the limit, and blood shot out from her wings. The entire tomb shook heavily, and all the undead suddenly found themselves weighing more than a thousand pounds, firmly pinned to the ground, and it was very difficult to even climb one more step. The tomb trembled under gravity, countless shards of stucco fell from under the zenith, and cracks began to appear in the walls.

Silver ripples appeared with the whistling sound of the wind and moon. The tomb was filled with these silver, living creatures. As soon as these ripples touched the undead, they would immediately wrap around them tightly, and one layer of holy flame and one shock wave after another, turning their prey into flying ash layer by layer.

Fengyue's whistle rang out, and the undead creatures were wiped out under her whistle. With these men sharing the pressure on her, the flame on her body grew weaker and weaker, and finally only a thin layer of pale white flame remained. Fengyue finally raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and the undead creatures in the ancient tomb fell in batches, and even the powerful zombie lords and black warriors exploded and turned to ashes one by one.

The Flame Bone Demon's whole body was shrouded in dark red flames, and he struggled against the howling of the wind and moon. Gregory is much less affected by the Howling Sound due to its Soul Contract advantage, but its strength is also much worse than that of the Flame Bone Demon. The few remaining bone spurs in Gregory's body had burst one by one, and the thick bones had begun to crack.

"Master, master, it's me, it's Gregory, spare your life!" the bone dragon desperately begged for mercy, but its thoughts and waves touched back on the flames on Fengyue's body, and there was no way to penetrate it.

The bone dragon was completely desperate and fell to the ground waiting to die.

The holy flames returned to Fengyue's body, and the natural armor appeared on her body again, and then like a lotus flower blooming, all the armor pages stretched out, and many new armor leaves were generated, countless extremely delicate and delicate magic symbols appeared on the armor leaves, and there were magic symbols flashing with various colors of light floating from the armor leaves, flying around the wind and moon.

A silvery drop of water appeared in the air. Fengyue's six bone spears scrambled towards the droplet. Miraculously, the bone spears melted into the tiny droplets. Suddenly, the droplets seemed to come to life, wriggling, expanding, and rapidly growing in size, and from time to time a flame would burst out of the droplets. It's like a creature that is desperately growing, but it's growing at an astonishing rate.

Finally, the silvery drop finished growing. It has turned into a huge, three-meter-long Death Scythe!

The hall resounded with the cries of unjust souls, and the undead souls of the scattered undead creatures converged towards Fengyue like a tide, and a layer of ink soaked her whole body from the bottom up.

Fengyue, who was like ink, stopped roaring and floated quietly in the air. An extremely delicate and complex full-body armor has covered her whole body, and behind her there are more than a dozen dark black nail leaves about two feet long, like lotus petals, stretching out against her wings, and dozens of pale black, almost transparent streamers composed of unknown things stretch out from the nail leaves, dancing slowly.

Fengyue's black armor suddenly spread out, like petals flying in the sky, blending into the surrounding darkness. Her ** body is like a statue carved from black glass, with a soft luster flowing slowly.

She suddenly opened her mouth slightly, and spit out a mouthful of black mist as black as ink, and the ink on her body also faded clean like a tide, leaving only a dazzling white and tender body dripping. A long hair that fluttered without wind also slowly fell, turning into a mirror-like black silk.

The black mist floated above the Death Scythe, completely staining it black.

Finally, as if waking up from a big dream, Feng Yue opened his eyes, and a dazzling silver light flashed, as if there was a lightning bolt in the hall. Her silver eyes were confused, she looked around slowly, and raised her hands again, and what appeared in front of her was a pair of petite palms as white and tender as spring onions, and ten small swirls dotted at the base of the fingers on the back of the palm. The nails are white and pink, and when you look closely, they flash with a seven-colored halo.

"The host...... The master ...... "A faint voice came over.

Feng Yue's left hand grabbed the void forward, and Gregory was pulled up by an invisible force, and automatically flew into Feng Yue's small hand that seemed to be blown through. A hint of doubt flashed in her silver eyes, looking at the tattered bone dragon in front of her, and the bones were full of cracks, it seemed a little familiar, but she couldn't remember what this pile of skeletons was.

"Master...master!!it's me...Gregory......" The bone dragon's thoughts were as weak as a candle in the wind, and could be extinguished at any moment.

"Are you...... Gayle...... Gao Li?" Fengyue hesitated.

"Yes, it's me, do you remember? Master, can you tap your hand, the flame in your hand can directly burn my soul! Master! The little one is dying!"

As soon as Fengyue's little hand loosened, the bone dragon fell to the ground with a thud.

Feng Yue's two thin curved eyebrows wrinkled together, and she muttered, "You are Gregory...... So, who am I? Ah, by the way, I'm Fengyue...... How did you get the name?"

"The host...... Help me......"

Fengyue looked down at the bone dragon. Gregory had lost a single hind leg and tail, several large cracks in even the strongest skull, and even more broken bones.

A small blister floated out of Fengyue's hand and landed on the bone dragon's head. The faint light of water quickly spread throughout Gregory's body, and the large cracks in the bones were slowly closing in, and the small cracks were healing without a trace.

"I'm Fengyue, I remembered. Fengyue's voice became cold. "Gregory, what about my men, are you the only one?"

"Master, it seems that the Flame Bone Demon is still alive. Everything else, it's all you....... it's all you...", Gregory didn't know how to phrase it. Can it be said that they were all used by Fengyue as a substitute for the dead ghosts? With the unpredictable temper of the master, maybe he will dismantle a few of his bones as punishment. Gregory doesn't have a few bones left.

Feng Yue nodded, the silver light in her eyes flickered and dimmed, and she scanned the entire ancient tomb in an instant. The ancient tomb is now truly lifeless, and there is no soul reaction other than two clusters of soul energy that are so weak that they can be extinguished at any time.

Feng Yue's tender right hand pointed at a stone wall, and a white aura flashed in front of her fingertips, and the stone wall immediately collapsed silently, revealing the dying flame bone demon behind the wall. It lay on its ground, only the small half of its body remained. The huge warhammer was filled with rust and chips, as if it had been thousands of years.

"It's just the two of you?...... It doesn't matter, when we go and clean up those black knights and snatch that dragon bone altar, you'll all have new bodies. ”

Feng Yue Wen Wan's quiet little face had no expression at all, and her white body looked so dazzling in the dim and gray hall. In Gregory's eyes, the master had never been so tender as in front of him, as if it could bite into two pieces in one bite, but Fengyue had never been so terrible, and the bone dragon was now trembling, and the atmosphere was not daring to penetrate, let alone howling the classic "It's great!

Just looking at Fengyue, the bone dragon felt that he was about to suffocate. What is the master's strength? If the wind and moon in the past were a big flowing river, then the current wind and moon are a calm sea. But what a terrible storm lies beneath the calm sea, Gregory could not have known.

Feng Yue's hands danced in the air, bringing up gray bands of light. The ribbons of light flew and intertwined with each other, gathering towards Fengyue and covering her ** body. In the blink of an eye, she had a gray robe on her body, and on the chest of the robe was a headless woman with wings on her back. This robe covered Fengyue's wings as well.

Gregory felt a little strange at this time, the wings of Fengyue that he had just seen seemed to be a little different from before. What's the difference?, the bone dragon pondered. It suddenly understood what was different. Wind Moon's wings are no longer the bone wings common to the undead, nor are they the wings that used to shine with a metallic luster. Now, that's a pair of wings!

White wings!

Gregory wanted to make sure again, but the gray robe had already covered the wings. After putting on the gray robe, Fengyue couldn't tell that he had wings at all.

Fengyue looked down and was very satisfied. She floated out of the hall with a pair of small white hands in her chest sleeves. The Bone Dragon and the Flame Bone Demon, who had recovered slightly, hurriedly got up and followed their master to find the bad luck of the Black Warriors.

Rog and Androni climbed over the last mountain and came to an empty valley. The valley is full of green grass, but the most attractive thing is the towering ancient tree that is nearly 100 meters high, growing proudly.

Rogge flipped through the parchment and said, "This one looks like an elven tree, and this should be the place we are looking for." ”

He closed his eyes, and his whole body was immersed in the spiritual world. Everything around them dimmed and gradually turned into pitch black. Slowly, a ray of light shot into Rogge's spiritual world. Then, one after another lights lit up, forming huge glowing magical symbols. In the end, an incomparably huge magic array with a radius of ten kilometers appeared in Rogge's spiritual world!

This can only be described as a miracle!

The magic circle slowly rotated, and Rogge in the center of the circle only felt extremely small. In the face of this miracle, even he, who had always despised the gods, was filled with fear. When it was said that the miracle of Lille City was far grander, more direct, and more shocking than this magic array, but that time Rogge was mixed in with the crowd of people, and at this moment he was facing the miracle alone!

It was thousands of miles of emptiness, no one around, and the fear of the gods alone!

"Rogge, what's wrong with you? is this the place we're looking for?" Androni's extremely pleasant voice duly pulled Rog out of the spirit world.

The fat man was already sweating profusely, as if he had just fought a big battle, he was extremely tired mentally and mentally, and even his mental strength had weakened a lot. He looked up, and his voice was much hoarse: "That's right, this is it." I'm ...... now Take a break. Before he finished speaking, he fell headlong to the ground, and he didn't know what to do.

After a long time, Rogge shouted, "Green Dragon, Androni, get out of the way, let me come!" He sat up and found himself lying under a huge ancient tree in the valley, still cloaked in Androny's coat. At this moment, she was sitting next to Rogge looking at Rogge, and there was something strange in her eyes.

"Rogge, that day...... There are a lot of things I don't understand about the battle in the Dragon Cave that day, especially how did you get to the Dragon Cave after I fell for the dragon magic, how did you kill the green dragon, and how did you get poisoned by the green dragon?"

Rog glanced at Androni meaningfully, and both of them remembered what had happened that day after Androni had fallen unconscious. The thought of the hours spent unscrupulously on Androni made Rogge's heart flutter. Androni's face turned pale, and she tried her best to suppress her vomiting hope. She immediately decided not to ask Rog about what happened in the dragon cave that day, anyway, all kinds of signs showed that Rogge had saved her life, and the precious angel tears had swallowed into her stomach.

Moreover, judging from the fat man's dream, it was said that he sacrificed his life to save himself. Recalling the scene of Rogge struggling in the dragon's breath, Androni suddenly felt a little sad. Why did a selfish and lustful villain feed himself the tears of a life-saving angel? As for the fat man's miraculous recovery from the poison of the dragon's breath, perhaps it can be attributed to the fact that good people do not live long and that the scourge lasts for a thousand years.

She didn't know that it wasn't dragon magic at all, but Rogge's mental shockwave.

Rogge barely stood up. He didn't dare to delay, and together with Andrey, he checked the surrounding terrain. God knows when the real oracle will come, so everything must be arranged before the oracle is in place. Although judging from the information asked by the two unlucky angels, it will take more than ten days for the divine envoy to reach here, anything can happen in this world, so it is better to prepare early.

"Even if I can't kill you, give me ten days, it's enough for me to cheat a lot of things from the elves. What's more, if you give me so much time to be active in the elven race, maybe you can turn your true god into a false god when the time comes. Use the elven knife to kill the elven oracle, hehe. Rogge thought darkly.

This check is two days. In Rogge's spiritual world, there are ancient trees, shrubs, boulders, and even mires. Obviously, this is a natural terrain, this huge magic array, I don't know how it was engraved on this vast land. And the elven ancient tree, which has grown for thousands of years, is the hub of this magic array. Rogge couldn't help but sigh at the magic of this magnificent magic array, after thousands of years, the elven ancient tree has completely grown, and it has accumulated enough magic power in a thousand years, until the last year, this magic array can be activated. This method of controlling the activation time of the magic array made Rogge admire.

But playing the elven horn is only the beginning, and there must be a series of arrangements and arrangements to follow. He and Androni repeatedly discussed the details of all the actions and possible names, and this discussion opened Androni's eyes. Although she was also born in a wealthy family, which has always been the base camp of silver chaos and conspiracy. But since she was a child, she has been a perverse person, and she has followed Prosis to practice swords for more than ten years. The viciousness of the series of strategies set by Rogge made her shudder when she thought about it.

Privately, Androni has also wondered more than once, with Rogge's ruthless surname, why would she feed herself the life-saving Angel Tears in the Dragon Cave?

However, Androni is not a good man and a woman, she wants to see how talented Rogge is, and whether it is worth it for her to endure the humiliation and let go of the opportunity to kill him in exchange for forcing him to work for the family. Therefore, in all of Rogge's plans, she obeyed her words and tried her best to assist.

It wasn't until the early morning of the third day that Rogge had everything arranged. After the arrangement stopped, he finally took out the elven horn, held it in both hands, and slowly transported his spiritual power, and the elven horn made of white jade began to emit a soft white light. He turned his head and gestured to Androni.

Blue flames began to radiate from Androni's body, and the starry sky was close to its peak. She leaned over and leaned her head slightly, about to blow the elven horn, but found that Rogge kept recovering the elven horn, and when her little mouth caught the elven horn, it was almost face to face with Rog.

The elven horn can only be sounded by the divine angel with a powerful special fighting spirit. Rog is a magician and doesn't have any vindictiveness in his own right. But he was so skilled in using his mental power that after scanning the elven horn, he had mastered how to make it sound with its special pulsations, and used his mental power to change it so that it could adapt to Andronie's starry sky. And Androni is strong and has no difficulty playing the horn. Originally, the elven horn had the taste of an artifact, and it was impossible for ordinary people to play it except for the divine messenger. It's just that although Rogge's magic power is low, his spiritual power is extremely huge, and he has a glimpse of the operation of the world's origin power, and it is not difficult to grasp the special pulse of the horn. But I'm afraid there are not many people in the world who can do this, even if it is the top ten magic masters, the magic power is strong, and when it comes to the use of spiritual power, there are a few who are not as good as Rogge.

Rogge sniffed the faint scent of Androni's body, looked at her ice-like skin, and felt several long chestnut hairs sweep across her cheeks, and his heart was happy. even looked secretly inside along her high neckline, which was full of the beauty of the peaks.

"Rogge, can't you lift the horn out a bit?" Androni was dissatisfied.

"Okay, okay. ”

"Rogge, why is the horn retracted again?" said Androni, whose tone was as cold as ice.

"No, I don't...."

"Rogge, where are you looking?" she was furious.

Rogge screamed, three or four starry sky fighting qi condensed into long needles, viciously stabbed his arms, buttocks, thighs and other fleshy places, even if his skin was thick and thick, he would definitely not be able to resist the vicious starry sky fighting qi. All of a sudden, he was sore, numb and swollen, and all kinds of feelings tortured him so much that his tears were about to fall.

After this toss, Rogge was honest. He can't be honest, and the ruthless Androni has already threatened to insert two needles into his words.

The two finally cooperated and blew the elven horn.

The entire valley seemed to be a giant beast that had been sleeping for a thousand years, waking up at this moment. The boulders, ancient trees, flowers and plants all shook slightly, and the elven ancient trees slowly emitted green light, and invisible fluctuations quickly spread into the distance.

Androni and Rogge watched it all with palpitations as if they were standing on the back of a giant beast.

The fluctuations quickly spread throughout the entire Central Mountain Range, alarming the tranquility of more than a dozen forests and many mysterious existences.

In the city of Lille, in the prayer hall of St. James's Cathedral, the Pope sits on his throne and is drowsy.

"Lord Augustus has arrived!" said the attendant outside the hall.

With the squire's briefing, Augustus, dressed in a blood-red cloak, had already walked in. As the head of the Holy Order, he is the only one who has direct access to the Pope's prayer hall.

The Pope's prayer hall is always dark and obscure, full of the smell of the years, or rather, the smell of old people. Any cathedral, as soon as the Pope lives in it, will be filled with this smell. Whenever Augustus walked into the Pope's prayer hall, the smell of time made him extremely uncomfortable. Maybe it was the Pope who really made him uncomfortable. As long as he closed his eyes, Augustus did not feel the presence of the Pope at all, as if what existed in front of him was only a void. But the power has reached the realm of Augustus, and the true power of the Pope can already be felt.

The power of the Pope is a void being, vast and boundless. Even someone like Augustus who touched the edge of the Divine Domain could only sense a general range.

Looking at the sleepy Pope, Augustus smiled bitterly. His true strength had reached level twenty, which was enough to be proud of the so-called sword saints or paladins on the continent. However, Ophirok is even stronger than him, and the golden lion who has chosen to fall has actually stood at the pinnacle of the power of this world!

But the Pope, the seemingly weak old man, was so easily defeated by Opirok. In the contest between peers, the warrior is not the opponent of the magician at all. The later it gets, the more obvious this gap becomes.

Perhaps, the Supreme God is partial to magicians. Augustus couldn't help but think.

"Your Majesty, what happened when you summoned me in such a hurry?"

"Lord Augustus, how is your body recovering?" the Pope will always be like a candle in the wind.

"Thank the Lord that I have recovered eighty percent of my power. ”

"That's good, that's good! Lord Augustus, just now someone sounded the elven horn. ”

Augustus was taken aback, "Didn't Karayang and Chrisma die in battle before they found the oracle? Could it be that the angel found the elven horn himself? ”

The Pope smiled slightly and said, "It shouldn't be an oracle." Karajan and the others died in battle, and they were still a month away from the rendezvous with the oracle. Even now, there are still twenty days before the oracle should meet with the oracle. The horn of the elves must have been sounded by someone else, perhaps it was the pagan Rog pursued by Karajan and Chrisma. ”

"Rogge, he probably doesn't have the ability to blow the elven horn, even Your Majesty and I can't play it, I really can't imagine anyone else in this world who can blow this horn. It's a pity that none of them came back alive with so many of them, and I don't know if Rog was killed. That kid is unusually strong in spirit, he is a genius of magic, and he is ruthless and cunning enough, since he refuses to submit to us, it is a bit troublesome to become a climate. ”

"I can sense that Rogge is not dead," said the Pope, "and that the sound of the elven horn is likely to have something to do with him." ”

"Your Majesty, it's all my incompetence, and this matter has not been done well. ”

"O Augustus, why should you blame yourself? The dozens of low-ranking angels who descended for the first time were but test objects of the Supreme God. What does it matter if one or two die? As for the fate of the elven race, whether it is good or bad, and what does it matter to us? The most important task at hand is to do a good job in the major affairs of the Duchy of Bavaria and the Rhine League. As for Rogge...... He seems to be a person who knows the times very well, and he has also made a merit of winning the angel who has fallen into hell, so he doesn't have to chase and kill it, and he can collect it best. You see, neither Karayang nor Chrisma can kill him, which shows that he is a talent. ”

"Lord Augustus, since you have recovered eighty percent of your strength, you are at least equivalent to a paladin, and this time you will personally lead the Holy Knights on the expedition. You have brought all the eight Templars who came with me. Let those heretics know the majesty of a blood angel again!"

"But Your Majesty, I take these Templars, your safety ......"

"Augustus, since the death of Rodriguez, although this world is big, who can take my life except time?"

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