"The road to becoming a strong man in this world is nothing more than two paths of magic and martial arts. Magic is divided into eight systems, and martial arts are even more diverse and complex. Let me ask you, if an archmage and a sword master fight to the death, who will win and who will lose in the end?"

Rogge pondered for a long time before he said, "If the two of them fight alone, the Sword Master may win, and if each brings an army, it will undoubtedly be the Demon Master." The key to victory or defeat is actually still in time. ”

Rodriguez nodded, and with a wave of his staff, a small chess board appeared between the two, and smiled: "Come, accompany me for the next game of chess first." ”

Although Rogge was a little puzzled, he still started according to his words. The two necromancers, old and young, quickly played more than a dozen chess moves.

Rodriguez said as he played chess, "In terms of power alone, the magic of the Magus is far stronger than that of the Juggernaut. However, in a one-on-one battle, the wizard is almost certain to lose, and the reason is one more factor, time. This time is rooted in the control of power, and although the power of the Juggernaut is small, he has absolute control over this power. The Magister induces the magical energy between heaven and earth to injure the enemy, and the power can shake the heavens and the earth, but it takes time to gather the magical energy. Therefore, before any magician fights, all the preparations are to buy time to unleash powerful magic!"

The two chess attainments are very different, the old mage explained that his subordinates are not idle, and in a moment, they even ate Rogge's two small soldiers and broke his formation.

"People in this world often think that having power means being strong. It's like thinking that a fifth-level magician must be stronger than a fourth-level magician. For example, my queen, on this chessboard, is far stronger than yours. As he spoke, the skeleton raised his hand, flew out of the formation, ate Rogge's white grid, and stood firmly in the middle of the board, and for a while, he pressed Rogge's entire chess array.

Rogge pondered and meditated, but the old necromancer's leisurely voice did not stop.

"Some intelligent people, when they have reached a certain level of power, find that great power is not everything, and it is also very important to understand, control and use power. So they began to delve into this aspect, for example, David Rocherio's sword skills are not about strength, but about subtle control, so they can break through with skill, and defeat the strong with the weak. Looking at that misty illusion again, without a few catties of strength, it can easily break through the hardwood comparable to a stone, relying on a thorough understanding of the matter itself, and the supreme skill of using power. ”

"Ah, I see!" Rogge had a flash of inspiration, rushed a small soldier, and regrouped his troops, forcing Rodriguez to retract.

"Hehe, I realized it very quickly. In fact, the same is true of magic, the magic that wins is not necessarily the strongest magic, but the most correct magic. Well, you're born with this instinct. ”

Chatting and chatting, Rogge's chess has been eaten in pieces, and only three soldiers and one horse are left against the old necromancer's five soldiers and one queen. Moreover, the chess array was in tatters, and after seeing a few moves, the king had no way to escape.

The old necromancer waved his staff, and the chessboard spun in a circle, "Come on, let's change the chess game now!"

The two took each other's chess pieces and began to play again. Although Rogge's chess strength is far inferior to that of the old necromancer, the chess advantage is too huge, and the entire chessboard is controlled in his hand, no matter how high the old necromancer's chess strength is, he has no power to return to the sky, and he barely struggled for seven or eight steps, and finally the mountain is exhausted, and after two more steps, he will be checkmate by Rogge.

"Kid, my chess skills are much higher than yours, why can't I play you now?"

Rogge pondered for a moment and said, "I understand, absolute power is the foundation of everything. This disparity in strength is so large that it is no longer possible to defeat the strong with skill alone. David's swordsmanship is beautiful, but it's a pity that it's useless, and it can't be called strength at all. With the kung fu of this sword shadow, it is better to stab directly with a sword, which is simple and direct. ”

"Well, it's very good that you understand that. In fact, with your understanding and mastery of power, you far surpass David, and David dares to claim to have mastered the essence of power at this level, hehe, it's really ridiculous! But the vast majority of the so-called continental powerhouses in this world can only stay at his level. In terms of the control of power alone, even Ophorok is not necessarily deeper now. If you limit your power to the same extent, they will not be able to fight you. But the absolute difference in strength between you is too great for skill to make up for. This is like a heavily armed mouse, which is invincible in the world of rats, and even cats can fight, but in the face of tigers, no matter how well-equipped and skilled the rats are, they are powerless. ”

The old necromancer paused for a moment, gave Rogge a moment to think, and continued: "When dealing with a pawn like the Demon Realm Scout, even if that Sword Saint Prosis is in person, he may not be more experienced than you, but if the opponent is Ophorok, your fate will be completely different. So if you want to become a real powerhouse, the first thing you need to do is increase your magic power!"

With a long sigh, Rogge was a little depressed, he thought he wouldn't have to work as hard as before. Now it seems that you still have to meditate every day to increase your magic power, but is there a quick way?

When, the fat man received a heavy blow from the necromancer on the head, although it was a phantom, but it was the same pain as the beating. "How can there be such a good thing? The increase in magic power can only depend on your own efforts, and if you work hard, you will be stronger!"

Rogge smiled, not daring to think about it anymore.

"Let's see, what is the essence of this technique?" Rodriguez re-enacted.

The two played against each other again, this time with the difference that Rodriguez was pointing out Rogge's chess skills while playing. Rogge is also smart, a little bit thorough, after a dozen steps, although he was still beaten to the ground, but compared with the last game, the situation is much better.

"The essence of this technique is the rules!" the necromancer's voice suddenly weighed like a thousand equals, and every word seemed to have the power of overwhelming mountains and seas, and it rumbled in Rog's mind.

A game of chess has rules for the game.

A family has a family law.

A country has laws.

The water flows low, the trees flow to the sun, the deer and horses live in the water and grass, and the migratory birds migrate according to the weather.

Even on this day, there is rain, dew, wind and frost, and there are four distinct seasons. In this place, there are also mountains, rivers and lakes, as well as earthly veins and dragon energy.

Everything in the world, the moon and the stars, all follow the rules.

Rogge's mind was like thunder and lightning, but he realized that his thoughts were endless, and his subordinates were frequent, and the situation had been reversed in an instant.

"There are many strong people in the world, nothing more than skill by strength, and then power by skill. There is a threefold realm of viewing trees as trees, flowers as flowers, trees as trees, flowers as flowers, and flowers as flowers, trees as trees. In fact, returning to the basics and returning to the roots, it is still just wandering outside. Since I was once the head of the Ten Magus, and you were the one I chose, (of course, there was no other choice at that time), you can't disgrace me! However, if you still stay at the level of viewing flowers or flowers, trees or trees, it is too much to say. ”

The two are deadlocked.

"Son, what you see is above all the rules, the most basic laws of the world. It's just that you don't have enough strength now, and you can't comprehend it all. Now you see it, but you don't see it, and one day you see that everything is empty, but you see it anyway. ”

In the blink of an eye, the game took a sharp turn, and Rodriguez was already in jeopardy.

"My child, how will you win when you are confronted with someone who understands all the rules and has mastered the supreme skill and power?"

Rogge was stunned this time, and the hand that was about to kill Rodriguez could not be put down.

He pondered for a moment, and finally landed a pawn, and Rodriguez was checkmated, and it was up to him to solve the situation.

Rodriguez smiled mysteriously, and the game changed suddenly, and the king flew a big diagonal line and hid in his camp in the corner. At the same time, all the creeps rose in place, and instead checkmate Rog to death.

"This ...... You...... You're a scoundrel?!" Rogge was so angry that he couldn't speak.

"Son, take a closer look, am I a scoundrel?"

Rogge used his mental power to carefully explore the entire chessboard, and suddenly exclaimed, "Ah!?

"Hahahaha! I set the rules, of course I can change it. No matter how good your rules are, if they threaten my existence, I will set a new set of rules to restrain you, restrain you, and strangle you. ”

The real power of this is to make rules.

Rogge pondered again.

Suddenly, he stood up, waved his hand, and all the chess games vanished.

"I'm not playing anymore!" said the fat man with a smile.

"Hahahaha", the old necromancer looked up to the sky and smiled, "Okay, good, good! Although I haven't escaped the light of judgment, but with you and Fengyue, the perfect anecdote in this world has been broken, and my life's work has been in vain." ”

The necromancer laughed from the bottom up, suddenly lit up, and his body quickly turned into countless points of light, scattered in the air, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Actually, you can still play my game. Rogge muttered, and a chessboard appeared in front of him.

There is only one king and ten queens here in Rog, and there is only one lone king on the old necromancer's side, and he can't move.

Rodriguez finally saw the game before he left, and a glimmer of relief flashed in his eyes.

The small building that is still very lively is extremely empty at this moment.

After a long time, a drop of water fell, splashing a few small pieces of dust.

Blank.

Huge blanks.

Rogge didn't know how to fill the void, and he didn't want to fill it.

The fire in the fireplace gradually went out, and the small building was slowly filled with a chill.

On the chair opposite, not long ago, sat Rodriguez, the greatest necromancer, who had been at the top of the top ten magicians in the continent for more than a hundred years. But now, all the greatness of the past has passed away like flowing water, and only the ordinary chair is still standing silently there.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

There are at least nine of them, so why did the Light of Judgment find Rodriguez alone?

Rodriguez's desolate voice sounded in his heart again: "Every Great Necromancer is a Soul Master, and this is probably the most important reason for the Protoss to hunt down and kill the Spirit Mage. ”

Yes, it must be for this reason. The soul is supposed to be the realm of God, so God uses the light of judgment to destroy all blasphemers. Correspondingly, the Church of Light uses the stake of fire against all heretics.

But the Father who is high, you claim to be the father of all beings, and you are a loving and peaceful being, and all living beings share in your glory under the light of the Holy Light.

No one will dare to recite your name with all his heart, but will listen to your teachings with all his heart, follow your instructions, and bring your gospel to every corner.

Believe in your name, and the afflicted will be saved, the hungry will be full, and the cold will be warm.

How can there be no room for the slightest heresy under these gifts?

Once the greatest necromancer, he now has not left even a trace of his soul. In a few decades, if all the people who remember him pass away with Fengyue, I am afraid that no one in the future will know that such a person once existed. But this chair that he once sat on, unconscious, strong and durable, may go through more than a hundred years.

The stubborn has a long life, and Lingxiu is prone to early death. What is the rationale for this?

Now that he has the Soul Orb, Rodriguez wants to escape the light of judgment and live with peace of mind for hundreds of years, it is definitely not a problem, why does he have to choose the path of confrontation with the Protoss? Why do he give up almost endless lives, but also cast a little variable on the order of this world?

The cold moonlight shone through the window on Rogge's face. Without the fire, the small building would have been as cold as an ice cellar.

Rogge sat quietly in front of the window, next to him the game that had just begun. He thought hard, but he didn't know that he had already burst into tears.

Looking back on my twenty-three years of life experience, it seems that something has been missing. In the moralist, he can be regarded as doing all evil, and among the nobles, his own deeds are in fact not inferior. We have done a lot of murder, arson, rape, framing, and even doing good deeds, but what is the purpose behind all these acts? No matter whether we are doing good or evil, we always have a goal, and where is our goal?

Could it be that in the past 23 years, the so-called meaning of life has been blank?

The black mist surged, and the wind and moon quietly stepped out of the other world.

Rogge looked at Fengyue and suddenly cried bitterly.

Fengyue's huge bone wings opened and gently covered Rogge, and under the bone wings was a warm world, like the last shelter in this world.

A ray of sunlight shone on Rogge's face, reminding him that a new day had arrived.

Rogge stood up abruptly and looked around, only to find that Fengyue had returned to the other world.

After a slight movement of his numb hands and feet, the fat man exhaled a mouthful of turbid breath in his chest. "Ahhhh "Tom tom" jumped up and down again in place. Suddenly he stopped, slowly smiling on his face.

The inscription on the floor: "Alive" is in the Gothic font commonly used among the great nobles and the Church.

yes, alive. As long as you live, there is hope, and as long as you live, tomorrow will always be unknown. It doesn't matter what his meaning is, what doctrine he is, he must live first, and he must live better.

As soon as the knot was gone, Rogge came back to life, as if he had let go of a huge burden.

It's just that this Fengyue, when did he learn to write again, and he still writes like a dragon and a phoenix, and the self-aware Rogge knows that he and Fengyue compare calligraphy with him, just like the gap between a magic apprentice and a great magician. The fat man squatted down and traced his fingers along the nicks on the ground, feeling the feeling of the wooden thorns gently piercing his fingertips.

The streets grew noisy, and occasionally a horse-drawn carriage whizzed by. Rog freshened up a little and prepared to go for a walk. He pushed the door open, and a gust of wind and cold air crept into his neck, making him shiver.

The streets are full of joy, and on the other side of the wealthy area of Bingshe Boulevard, there are mostly deep mansion compounds, with colorful ribbons, colored balls, and sculptures illuminated with magical light, decorating these large families with flowers. On the other side of the avenue are mostly Rog's small buildings, suitable for the upper middle to moderate families, which are much more shabby in comparison. The Avenue is very wide, with a green area in the middle of the road, planted with neatly trimmed evergreen shrubs, and every few meters, a cedar is planted to separate the two sides, intentionally or unintentionally. Although the people who live on the Boulevard Binshe can barely blend into high society in the city of Lille, this intermittent green separation makes them feel a real distance from the middle class. Although this sense of security is only psychological, it still makes the difference in land prices on both sides of Binshe Avenue wider.

Looking at the city full of festive atmosphere and the joyful pedestrians everywhere, Rogge felt the huge and unfillable gap in his heart. Although Fengyue's message made him temporarily suppress the sadness in his heart, it was not enough to refill his empty soul.

Suddenly, a sense of homesickness came over me, and maybe it was time to go home and have a look.

Although Rogge doesn't have much attachment to his home, and has completely cut off contact in the past year, he is a relative who is connected to his flesh and blood after all. When he was a child, every time Rivers Sr. was drunk, he would take people out of anger, and sometimes Rogge would be unlucky and beaten up. But no matter what, he's his own father after all, so let's go home and have a look.

Go home. Together, this thought can no longer be suppressed. Maybe I just need some family affection or affection to fill this gap in my heart. But anyway, let's go back once.

Are the flowers and trees still growing luxuriantly? Are the people in the town still the same simple and easy to bully? And the family's maidservant Sula, her first woman, is still there?

The New Year's festival is a long one, lasting two weeks, and is the most important traditional festival of the Rhine Confederation.

Rogge seized the time to get together with a group of friends, and said that he was going to leave for ten days and go home to have a look, and everyone also expressed understanding. Rogge then informed Ophorok as he packed his bags. Faith Ao lasted all night, and finally finished transforming Rogge's original full-body armor, just in time for Rogge's departure the next morning.

On the second day of the new year, Rog stepped on a tall, black-clad horse, dressed in sleek paladin armor, wearing a scarlet velvet cape, and an awkwardly long-handled battle axe hanging from the horse's thighs. Behind Rogge were ten draped, majestic, murderous dragon and beauty knights. These knights are all lonely people, even if it is the New Year, there are no relatives to reunite, and during this time they were trained hard in the barracks, and they heard that the captain wanted to return to their hometown, and they desperately followed.

The scum also wanted to go to the mountains and rivers, but when they heard that Rogge's hometown was poor and the people were only thousands, they were a little lacking in interest. Moreover, the hammer of the god of war is the time of entrepreneurship, and it is true that it cannot leave, so it is to stay in Lille City, practice the art of slaughter when you go out, and practice the art of killing when you enter.

Thousands of miles away, there will be a farewell. After each of the nobles and young men ordered the local products they needed, they returned to the city satisfied. Rogge and his entourage galloped away, the road was long, there were many difficulties and obstacles along the road, and there were many bandits and strongmen. It's just that Rogge and the others are not what they used to be, although they are used to bullying more and less, but they have been able to deal with some bandits and bandits recently. If the thief who doesn't open his eyes comes to the door, he just comes to send the money for the journey. Rogge is really in a bad mood, and it is very likely that he will cause trouble on the road and take a few bandits.

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