readx;? The Fifth Day of the Destruction of the Book of the Seven Days (6)

That holy peak standing arrogantly on the land of the Demon Realm was already the last glory of the Demon Race that had once crisscrossed multiple planes. Behind the www.biquge.info Sacred Peak, in the center of the blurry black fog that covered half of the sky, there was a faint breath that made people tremble. Rogge froze in the air, his gaze over the Holy Peak, focused on the black mist.

At this moment, in Rogge's eyes, whether it was the wise angel who was proudly staring at him in the sky, or Luo Jia and the demon dragon who were fighting endlessly around the Holy Peak, or even the Demon Emperor who was always standing still and supporting the magic realm that enveloped the entire Holy Peak, there would be a little information flowing out and into his senses.

Only the incomparably vast fog behind the Holy Peak, like a bottomless abyss that can swallow everything, has no information at all, and the layers of fog have not shown the slightest sign of opening in front of Rogge's eyes.

At least, that fog was completely out of Rogge's grasp.

But this time, after this realization, Rogge just turned pale and quickly returned to normal.

From the dark crystal left behind by Elesis, Rogge knew that in the middle of this vast mist was the most mysterious and bottomless abyss in the demon world. Legend has it that the mighty Dark Demon God resides in the deepest depths of the bottomless abyss. This is the only god known to Rog who has left the opening of the kingdom on the physical plane.

According to Rogge's understanding of the gods, this practice of the Dark Demon God is simply equivalent to a rich man opening the door of his home in a bandit camp, which is completely contrary to the common sense about the kingdom of the gods recorded in the Book of Shiloh.

A kingdom carved out of nothingness. It requires great divine power to arrive and leave, otherwise, when the body passes through the void, any tangible existence may not be able to suppress the pressure inside the body, and thus explode into the most subtle existence. Even the soul can be torn apart by the power of nothingness and cannot remain whole. Therefore, when a god wants to attack another god, no other minions can accompany him except himself and his clone who has inherited his divine power.

Also according to the Book of Shiloh. The gods have a huge advantage in their own realm, so unless the difference between them and the godhead of the target is too great. Otherwise, it will be difficult to defeat in your own kingdom. In the case that the divine power is not much different, if one god wants to defeat another god, only by weakening the opponent's divine power little by little through various means, so as to achieve the effect of weakening the opponent's realm, can it finally be possible to completely defeat the opponent.

Because of this, wars between any gods tend to be protracted. It often takes hundreds of years, and some famous battles of the gods can even last for thousands of years.

Rogge didn't know why he knew this, or whether this knowledge of the war of the gods was right or wrong. This knowledge came from the Book of Hiloh and rose from his heart at the right time.

Thinking of this, Rog was even more incredulous about the Dark God's approach. It's just that although the location of the Bottomless Abyss is an open secret, how many people dare to enter the Bottomless Abyss and challenge this existence in the realm of the Dark Demon God, whose power is comparable to that of the Lord God of the Heavenly Realm?

Just looking at the seemingly ordinary fog, it didn't reveal a single message to Rogge. You can imagine how powerful the Dark Demon God is.

However, there always seems to be a small number of rational beings in the world, and there is no shortage of madmen. Now Rogge is an out-and-out madman himself.

However, despite the fact that nothing was obtained from the Dark Demon God, the little aura transmitted from the Wise Angel, the Demon Dragon King, Luo Jia, and the Demon Emperor had benefited Rogge immensely. Each of these powerful forces has its own strengths, and they all come close to the limits of what the plane can tolerate in different realms. Especially the wise angel who was high up, the holy light on the four wings surged out, and he actually firmly suppressed the power of many high-ranking demons on the holy peak with his own strength!

In terms of strength alone, this wise angel is almost on par with Victoria, except that in Rogge's feelings, although his attitude is more arrogant, he is always not as unconsciously admired as Victoria.

The fat man suddenly remembered that if they were to be high, I am afraid they would be far worse than Andreoli. Before the six wings that radiated the brilliant starlight, except for obedience. There is no other idea in the world.

A blazing breath interrupted Rogge's chaotic thoughts. Only then did he recall that he was still in the great battlefield of the life-and-death battle between the Heavenly Realm and the Demon Race.

The endless sky groaned under the fierce fire clouds and the brilliant holy light, and the blood of millions of demon warriors spread on the vast earth. The wind blowing in the face has a rich fragrance.

In front of Rogge, a battle angel was spreading his wings, swinging the flame giant sword in his hand, and slashing at Rogge's head with a sword!

The power that the Demon Realm can hold is far higher than the plane that Rog is in, and at least the power that this battle angel can exert does not seem to reach the upper limit of this plane. Because there were no restrictions, the strength of this battle angel even exceeded the two power angels brought down by Andreoli in the final battle between the north and the south that day.

Staring at the flaming greatsword that had fallen at an incredible speed, a blur flashed in Rogge's eyes.

What a familiar flame......

This flame that exudes divine breath all the time actually runs through the whole life of Rogge, and every big turning point of his life is closely related to this blazing holy flame.

The flame that turned Elesis and Ophorok into statues, the flame that awakened Wella from its slumber, and the flame that once burned the statues in the Twin Temples endlessly......

In the Demon Realm, the battle angels whose power is unrestricted are fundamentally different from the battle angels that Rogge once saw. But Rogge was not the Rogge of the final battle that day.

Rog froze in the air, allowing the flaming greatsword to fall from his head. The distance between the two sides was so close that Rog could even see the expressionless face of the Battle Angel through the heavy flames and the heavy golden helmet.

The flame of the sword roared through Rog's body, but he still stood there smiling. Looks unscathed.

It turned out that the battle angel had slashed it was just a phantom.

At this moment, a trace of doubt flashed in the battle angel's indifferent eyes. The Flame is not just a high heat, it comes from the Celestial Realm that has many extraordinary properties, such as Illusion Breaking and Invisibility. Battle angels are different from other angels, their eyes can see through hypocrisy, and their souls are hard and cold. Free from temptation and intimidation. This is actually a very useful and powerful trait in battles in many planes.

But the Sword of the Holy Flame had clearly slashed through Rogge's phantom. Why can't it be broken?

Before the Battle Angel could figure this out, the wings behind him tightened, and then there was a sharp pain! For a moment, he couldn't move! The Battle Angel endured the severe pain and turned his head to look, only to find that the wings had fallen into Rog's hands.

Rogge's heart was in a trance again, the last day of the decisive battle. He was no longer able to tear off the wings he held in his hands.

What now?

A gorgeous golden flower bloomed in the sky, and a strong fragrance began to diffuse.

The golden petals bloomed one by one, and Rogge flew out of the petal bush, and the battle angel's flame greatsword had already reached his hand, and the holy flame on the giant sword had not weakened, but had increased sharply, and had been raised to a new realm, and the uncertain tongue of fire had become almost transparent. Only on the tip of the flame will faintly reveal an eerie layer of blue.

In an instant, there was silence on the battlefield for a moment, and more than ten eyes were focused on Rogge. In this power-supreme demon realm, although Rogge's own absolute power is strong, it is far from reaching the limit of the plane. What frightened the powerful beings was the aura that was slowly pouring out of Rogge's body.

Although the breath is weak, it is cold, cruel, and arrogant. From this breath, both the Wise Angel and the Demon Emperor read only one meaning, destruction!

The wise angel on high finally spoke: "I am Neotoria, the great Certanistolia, in the glorious name of the seventh wise angel. My mission is to change the beliefs of the six planes of the Demon Realm, so that they will henceforth be bathed in the light of the Most High God. Who are you? I see in you the breath of the great Dismason, and you should be a servant of the Lord of Destruction. But why do you want to destroy my battle angel?"

"Because of offense. Rogge replied lightly: "Since you know that I am a servant of the Lord of Destruction, then the battle angels under your command attack me are disrespectful to the Lord of Destruction, and I deserve to destroy them." ”

Neotoria's voice became even colder: "You are just one of the many divine servants of the Lord of Destruction, and you dare to speak to me like this? Ignorant things. Don't think that having a little bit of the Lord of Destruction can be rude to me!"

There is great power in the voice of the wise angel. The sky of the entire battlefield flickered and darkened with his words. Under the agitation and oppression of this power, the faint and invisible flames around Rogge's body suddenly brightened and intensified, and in the blink of an eye, his whole person was wrapped in brilliant blue flames, and the blue wings behind him also unfolded.

Rogge looked up at Neotoria who was high above and said with a smile: "Dear Neotoria, please forgive me for being rude to you just now. I have just taken refuge in the great Dismasson, so I am still very ignorant of the heavenly realm. I wonder if you can answer one of my questions. You just said that you want to unify the beliefs of the six planes of the Demon Realm under the light of the Supreme God, but what I see is that almost all the demons in the Demon Realm are about to be killed, except for those in front of us, of course. Without these demons, who would contribute their faith to the brilliance of the Supreme God?"

The voice of the wise angel was flat and mechanical, and there were no emotional fluctuations that Rogge could understand, but the content of his words actually made Rogge's heart faintly chill!

"Faith does not come from the indigenous people of this plane, but from the new generation. The main gods of the heavenly realm are already close to controlling the mysteries of the planes of the demon realm, and after eliminating these aborigines and cleansing the entire plane with holy light, the new generation of people who can adapt to the rules of the planes of the demon realm will grow up, and they will be born according to the brilliance of the heavenly realm, and the one they believe in must also be the main god of the heavenly realm. ”

Rog stared at Niotoria, and for a moment, he received something unusual in his eyes. Rogge was finally sure that this seventh wise angel was unlike any angel he had ever encountered, and that in Neotoria's body, he held the memories of the celestial realm!

Rogge's heart moved, and he asked, "Dear Neotoria, I'm not doubting your wisdom, but I really don't understand. You see, these aborigines are so powerful, and they all have their own strengths. After they are removed, how can we ensure that the new generation will have a stronger faith than these aborigines? why not subdue these aborigines, perhaps the contribution of the main gods of the heavenly realm will be greater. ”

There was a little more impatience in Neotolia's cold voice, and she said: "The new generation has no consciousness, no thought, the whole content of their soul is faith, they act according to instinct, they eat and reproduce in order to be able to expand their numbers as soon as possible. The whole point of their existence is to draw the source of faith from the entire plane and dedicate it to the main gods. From the point of view of faith, there is no being who can do it better than the new generation created by the hands of the Lord God Himself. You are a divine servant of the Great Lord of Destruction, how can you not even know this?"

Rogge was silent for a moment.

There was already a sight in his soul, of fanatical, completely unconscious new generations roaming the land aimlessly. The land was so fertile that they had access to food and water at all times, and they were not plagued by hunger or cold. When the sexes meet, they will reproduce. They grow quickly, and newborn babies can set off on their own and roam the land without much care. The whole meaning of their existence is to draw from the source of faith in the plane.

So, what will happen when the entire earth is filled with these new generations, and what will happen to the plane when the limited source of faith has been drained?

The answer floated from the bottom of Rogge's mind on its own.

For he had set foot on such a plane countless times, a plane where faith had disappeared.

It was the Land of Forsaken.

In the deepest part of his heart, Rogge sighed softly, just thinking, "Fengyue...... It doesn't matter if I can go back or not, you...... It's better to forget about me. ”

His hand had quietly grasped the hilt of the Flame Greatsword.

Rogge had a strange smile on his face.

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