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It took a full ten minutes for Rogge to pull his ears away from Mei's smooth lower abdomen. He did hear the sound www.biquge.info of the throbbing sound of life, and there was no mistake about the feeling of being connected to his blood.

In fact, this little life is still very, very young, it should be less than a month, and it has not even taken shape. But the strength and vitality of the vitality has surprised the fat man. He didn't have a heartbeat yet, and there was no blood flowing, but the undulating breath of life was like the sound of a barbarian tribe in Rogge's senses, like the sound of a war drum of a savage tribe, and every blow was so vigorous and surging!

Rogge almost immediately fell in love with the little thing. He was already so domineering at such a young age, and when he grows up in the future, he will definitely be among the strongest people in the world. In contrast, the son born to him by Lilith was not much different from ordinary children except for a little sign of mental development.

Recently, Rogge has been too busy with everything, and the affairs of the Ice Temple Warriors have been let go of his subordinates, and he just looks at the results every once in a while. So he hasn't touched Mei again in the past month, but he didn't expect Mei to have his child. And Rogge has already seen that this kid is extremely talented, and he will become a great weapon in the future.

At this moment, Rogge is nearly thirty years old, and his footprints have traveled all over the north and south of the continent, and his heart has long been vicissitudes. At this time, there was suddenly an extra son, as if a warm and bright sunshine was cast in the gloomy world in his heart, how could he not be ecstatic?

Mei hung her head and was silent, like a prisoner waiting for her fate to be pronounced.

Rogge reached out and lifted her face, staring into her eyes that matched her short hair. This woman, who is usually as cold as an iceberg, has some panic, some uneasiness, and some expectation in her eyes at the moment. Rogge asked slowly, "Mei, you originally wanted to get rid of this child, didn't you?"

Mei's whole body trembled slightly, and she replied softly, "Yes...... Yes. However, I was reluctant. ”

Rogge said quietly: "Yes, it is indeed a correct choice for you to use the child as a condition in exchange for Lei Luo's sleep." ”

Mei suddenly raised her head, stared at Rogge, and cried out, "That's not the case......!

Under the penetrating gaze of the fat man, Mei's head slowly lowered again, and there was a sudden endless gloom in her voice, and she sighed: "It's really not like this. But I ...... I don't know what to say......"

Mei suddenly screamed, and a flush suddenly flew on her already bloodless face.

Rogge stared at her and smiled maliciously, "Since you don't know what to say, then you can call it!"

He stood up suddenly, picked her up, put her on the desk, and killed her.

"Rose. ”

Rogge called out to Mei, who was getting dressed again and was about to leave.

Mei turned around, quietly waiting for Rogge's orders. She was still cold at the moment, like a rose stuck in a thousand-year-old ice wall, but when she came in it was a white rose, and when she was about to leave, it was already a red rose.

"I'll incinerate Relo's body so that he'll be free. ”

"Thank you, Lord Rogge. Mei thanked her. Although her wish had been granted, there was not much joy in her tone.

Rogge groaned for a while, and said to Mei Wen Yan: "Don't worry about the matter on the Ice Hall Warrior's side, don't be too tired, your body is important." As for the Cold Moon Camp...... Just forget about it. ”

Mei slowly lowered her head again, this time she didn't thank her, just left silently.

Looking at the gently closed door, Rogge sat back at his desk and fell into deep thought. A moment later, he gently rang a small golden bell on the table, and a figure like light smoke seeped out of the wall and floated in front of Rogge.

This figure looks like a Terran, but it exists in a very special way, completely disembodied.

"Lord Rogge, what do you command?" he condensed directly into a voice in Rogge's consciousness in a manner similar to magic.

"Go spy on the woman who just left and report to me once a day. If she has any changes, she must notify me immediately. ”

The figure chuckled in a low voice, a hint of excitement in her voice, and said, "I can feel that her mind is not stable, and her soul is full of shadows, and it seems that she is hiding a lot of secrets. What if she wants to run away and I can't find you?"

"Stop her. If you can't stop it, kill them on the spot. Rogge said lightly.

The figure hissed, as if the wolf had smelled blood: "I see, hehe." She's not as simple as it seems. It's hard to stop her, but it's easy to kill her. ”

Rogge's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and the silver light that suddenly lit up was like a silver needle, stabbing the shadow-like person back sharply and shrinking into the corner of the room.

Rogge said coldly: "If you dare to abuse my trust, it will not only be good news for you, but also for your entire clan." Remember, if you have to kill her, don't hurt her abdomen. Go for it!"

As soon as Rogge's voice fell, the door of the spiritual world immediately closed. The figure wanted to say something, but the mental fluctuation hit the spiritual gate that had suddenly closed. In an instant, he only felt that it was as if riding a galloping horse and suddenly crashing into a strong wall, it was indescribably uncomfortable!

Seeing Guan's figure slowly disappear, Rogge fell into deep thought again, his face flickering with the beating magic flames. In an instant, under the action of light and shadow, Rogge's ordinary fat face suddenly changed.

The flames leaped to the left, reflecting the face of angelic holiness and elegance.

The flames leaped to the right, and there was a devilish face with a sinister smile.

The fat man suddenly seemed to be aware of it, slowly opened his eyes, and repeatedly scanned the entire study. After a moment, he finally withdrew his gaze, a slightly puzzled look on his face.

Wella was standing in the void, looking down at the entire Great Temple of the Holy Church, her heart beating slightly faster. For a moment, she suddenly had a bad premonition and immediately teleported out of Rog's room. To this day, she wondered why she had made the decision that way.

For her, who has reached the peak of her strength and space mastery, even if she stands face to face in the void in front of Rogge, it should be impossible for the fat man to discover her existence.

But why did she run away?

Wella really couldn't figure it out. It's just that she has always been arrogant and refuses to admit it no matter what, and until now her heartbeat has not calmed down, which comes from a faint weakness of heart.

"Gregory!" cried Wella.

The Divine Dragon appeared behind her, humbly bowing its own dragon head before the most beautiful of its masters. Gregory knew the general truth, and every time she was called in the form of a divine dragon since Wella vowed to forge it into the most formidable underground dwarf of all time.

Wella glanced at it and frowned, "Become an underground gnome!"

Gregory shuddered, and almost fell headlong. But the master's order could not be disobeyed, and it grinded for a long time, and finally turned into an underground dwarf. But the master's next order surprised it, even overjoyed.

"Keep an eye on the woman named Mei and don't leave for a moment! ”

Gregory, who had gone from hell to heaven, was afraid that something would change, so he hurriedly answered and slipped away immediately.

It was destined to be an eventful early summer night.

In the meditation room in the corner of the temple, Eiffel was practicing prophecy, but this time she had a rare difficulty.

Her prophecy went unanswered.

Of course, if Konstantin had seen her practice of prophecy in the past, he would have almost said something, and perhaps the Cardinal would have crashed to his death. With Constantine's vast divine mana, he used the prophecy technique, and at most one or two times out of ten times, he could get a little response from the heavenly realm.

Eiffel gritted her teeth at the delicate magic crystal plate in front of her, chanting the incantation. The mantra she prayed was along the lines of, "In the name of any god, tell me why that woman has children?"

No response.

Eiffel looked at the crystal plate silently, and finally exhaled a long breath, replaced it with a pure and sweet smile, and said: "Gods of all planes in the heavens and the earth, when will the child in that woman's belly fall?"

The crystal plate finally reacted, and in an instant, it showed the changing wind and clouds, the change of seasons, and finally fixed on a scene of the end.

Effie's face was a little ugly, she thought for a moment, remembered the experience of using prophecy to transform the queen bee larvae, so she pointed to the crystal plate and said viciously: "God said that Eiffel will have children." ”

This time, the crystal plate was unpredictable, and the symbols representing countless gods flashed in an instant, but the final result was a blank.

Syllable!

The crystal disc smashed against the wall.

Eiffel fell to the ground and wept bitterly.

In the other corner of the temple, a small quarrel broke out.

"Let me in!" Exclaimed Androni with her hand on the hilt of her sword in the starry sky.

Mora, dressed in holy robes, stretched out her arms, stopped in front of her, and said lightly: "Inside is the sacred place where the goddess Audrech is worshiped and the oracle is received, and it is also the forbidden place of the church. No one can go in without the permission of His Holiness the Pope and me. ”

"Rogge let me in!" said Androni angrily. It's a pity she's not good at lying.

"Then let the Pope himself come and tell me! you can rush in if you want, kill me first. ”

"Don't think I dare!" Exclaimed Androni, the starry sky already perched on Mora's snowy neck. In the past, this holy and beautiful Mora would have been the object of Androni's coveting. If Mora doesn't resist at this moment, she is likely to be eaten by Anne. But now Androni can't think of this aspect anymore, she can't stand the lovesickness that says there is no response. She wants to see Fengyue.

Mora looked at Androni with pity in her eyes. She sighed softly, "I just let you in, and you won't see the goddess." What's the problem?"

Androni burst into tears, and without saying a word, she suddenly turned around and walked away like electricity.

In another room of the temple, the Grim Reaper looked at the position of the blue moon and stars in the night sky, and crossed out another day on the calendar in his hand. On the calendar, there are not many spaces left until the day when a thin sword is marked.

It was late at night, but thousands of miles away in Dresden, there were still many sleepless people at the moment.

One of Dresden's most famous local taverns is bustling with activity, with few extra seats for latecomers. But in the corner of the tavern there was a samurai in armor at a table facing the wall, drinking glass after glass of spirits.

Although she dominated the whole table, the natural momentum made the drinkers prefer to stand and drink rather than share a seat at her table. Even the most ferocious mercenaries, after the tavernkeeper had a few words of warning in his ear, were like cats and mice, and honestly shrank into a corner of the tavern, and even laughed much quieter.

That female samurai was imposing, and her martial arts skills were naturally outstanding. But what scares these outlaws is her identity. She is the Bauhinia butterfly who leads the army of the Principality of Are.

In the ears of the Bauhinia butterfly, the noise and noise in the tavern at this moment were like a murmur floating from the sky, far away from her.

She just poured the strongest wine into her stomach cup by cup, because her heart was aching, and her heart was torn apart! With each glass of wine, the pain was poured down a little, but the pain swirled like an oiled fire, burning more fiercely.

The pain came inexplicably. She didn't know why it suddenly hurt tonight, and it was painful. Years of rigorous training at the Cold Moon Camp have not brought her terrifying personal combat power, but they have given her a keen intuition, an intuition that she really cares about. This kind of intuition is often used on the battlefield, and it is often used to play an amazing role, which is also one of the secrets of the repeated victories of the generals from the Cold Moon Camp.

In fact, she knew that the pain at the moment was not for no reason. This is the deepest emotion she has been suppressing in her heart, and it just suddenly exploded at this moment.

She drank so much that everything she heard and saw began to go into a trance.

At some point, there was another person across from her. The handsome face, tall figure, and concerned gaze were so familiar that she even recognized his ornate two-handed greatsword.

"You've drunk too much!" said Etter, mused.

"I don't ...... at all Not drunk. Bauhinia Butterfly said. She suddenly smiled inexplicably and said, "Eter, I know you...... You and Mistress Rogge were good friends back then, weren't you?"

Ette nodded and said, "Yes." You ......"

He hesitated for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Do you like Rogge?"

Bauhinia Butterfly didn't answer, she drank another glass of spirits before laughing, "Of course not......! I have a grudge against him, and I was forced to work for him in the first place, hehe, how could I like him? How could I ......?"

She laughed and wept as she poured herself another glass of wine.

With a snap, the wine glass in Etter's hand shattered, and blood gushed out frantically down his fingers. He stretched out his left hand, trying to stop the Bauhinia Butterfly from drinking, but it was halfway through, and finally, it finally stopped.

Bauhinia Butterfly was unaware of this, she just wanted to extinguish the pain that gushed out from the deepest part of her heart like a volcanic eruption. She couldn't confide in, and she knew that this relationship was destined to be fruitless, and more importantly, she never wanted to give in!

However, Rogge's figure always lingered in front of her eyes. Such a man, whether it is power, power, or status, has left her far behind. Even in the military strategy that she was most proud of, she admired his decisiveness and cold-bloodedness in the Battle of Delaware. The arrogant Bauhinia Butterfly never imagined that she would be so completely defeated.

Could this be the source of her pain? She didn't know.

"Guards! send me...... Get back. The Bauhinia butterfly finally collapsed on the table.

Etter stood up, picked up the unconscious Bauhinia Butterfly, and walked out of the tavern. Everyone in the tavern knew that the magic swordsman was the lieutenant of the Bauhinia Butterfly, so no one stood in their way.

It's just that Eter's face is pale, and his hands are trembling faintly. His steps were steady, but for some reason, everyone who watched him go had a feeling that he was struggling with every step.

Rogge was unaware of what was thousands of miles away, and his whole mind was focused on the crystals of various sizes and emitting an earthy yellow glow in front of him. These crystals are the last vestiges left by the prophets of the earth. The large fragments of the crystals are half a meter square, and the small ones are the size of the palm of a hand. Most of the crystals only had a paltry amount of power left at the moment, but Rog didn't care, he didn't need to draw power from these crystals.

Rogge stretched out his hands, and a fragment of the test table slowly floated up and floated between his hands. A smolderous silver light poured out of Rogge's palm, enveloping the shattered crystals.

He closed his eyes, and the entire spiritual world slowly sank into the shattered crystals.

I don't know how long it took, Rogge was shocked and opened his eyes. The fragments floating in his palm had long since lost all their luster, turned into fly ash little by little, and disappeared. Rog shook his head and took another piece of shard.

"If you do this, you will use up all the crystals, and it will be impossible to discover the secret of the power of the earth prophet. ”

"So what should I do?" asked Rogge, turning his head to Adriane, who suddenly appeared.

His magic laboratory guard is the tightest place in the entire Great Temple, but this kind of defense can only be aimed at ordinary powerhouses. For an existence like Adlene, who can locate in the turbulence of space and move between planes at will, ordinary defenses are simply useless.

Adriane walked over to Rogge, took a piece of shard, and smiled, "Your dark magic was apparently learned from Elesis. Since you know how to spell puppets, she should teach you everything. In fact, the puppet spell is composed of three reading parts, you see, as long as this part is extracted separately and slightly modified, the magic caste and power distribution contained in these broken crystals can be displayed......"

Adriane's soft voice quietly revealed a whole new world to Rogge. He never imagined that the world of dark magic was so far-reaching and vast!

Elesis is after all kinds of powerful and high-level magic, and the puppet spell is her original creation, which fully demonstrates her unparalleled talent in magic. Adelene, on the other hand, is dedicated to the secrets behind all magic, delving into the nature of all dark magic. As a result, there are only a handful of forming spells in her magic system that require the power of the dark gods, such as the Dark Sequence. Most of the time, she catalyzes her opponents directly into nothingness with pure, powerful, and overwhelming magical energy.

At this moment, from behind, the two figures immersed in the mysteries of the magical world seem so harmonious and harmonious.

"That's pretty much it, I'm leaving. Adriane smiled.

Rogge didn't want her to leave, and said with some astonishment: "Are you leaving?"

"It's over, what am I going to do if I don't leave?" Adelene looked at Rogge steadily.

For some reason, Rogge's heart was beating a little faster, and it was getting faster and faster.

Just as he was about to say something, Adriane's figure suddenly blurred, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Her soft laughter came from the other end of the space, ringing in Rogge's ears: "If I don't leave, I'm going to die!"

Rogge was stunned again. Adriane's strength had been beyond his expectations, and he hadn't even been able to figure out all the details of her. And Miro's ability, the fat man already has a rough idea. Although Rogge's absolute power is not very good, his vision and control of power have always far exceeded his own power level. As for the other Sanctuary powerhouses, the current fat man can almost be said to be clear at a glance.

Of course, there are a few exceptions to this. For example, Hughes, Sara Wenger, such as the Grim Reaper class. The identity of the old manager and Xius is mysterious, and because of the death class, because he is a killer, hiding the aura of power is one of the necessary skills, so when Rog looks at him, he always feels vague and unclear.

As for Wella and Fengyue, Roger had palpitations. These two terrifying existences will attract an automatic counterattack from their power even if they look at it more.

Thinking of these two guys, Rogge couldn't help but smile wryly and shook his head. In contrast, Adlene is gentle and generous, has both the role of a mentor and a good friend, and even has some confidante flavors, which makes him feel more and more eager to be close to her. Although her appearance is mediocre, Rogge has almost read the world's best and no longer cares about this.

The dark magic that Adlene had just explained to him flowed through his heart one by one. She didn't teach Rog any new magic, she just taught him the tricks of controlling it.

Rogge raised his left hand, and as the silver light in his eyes grew stronger, a strange hum gradually sounded in the magic laboratory. In the blink of an eye, a cloud of magical energy condensed above Rogge's palm, and it desperately absorbed the magic power from Rogge's body, growing rapidly, and representing the changing colors of various castes. It wasn't until its power stopped growing that the changing colors faded one by one, and finally, it turned into a white ball of energy that was round and crystalline, and transparent throughout.

At the moment when all the colors faded, the power contained in the ball of light suddenly jumped up a level as if it had been reborn, radiating a dazzling white brilliance!

All the magic items in the magic laboratory shook uncomfortably, as if echoing the powerful ball of energy.

Looking at this pure magical energy that had no surname, Rogge couldn't help but be secretly proud in his heart. The magic contained in this ball of light can completely drive an eighth-order magic!

That's power!

Pure, completely fancy-free, the power that exists completely independent of the level of control!

It wasn't until the moment when this ball of magic energy broke through the sky and sublimated that Rogge really stepped into the forest of the Great Magician!

He had also activated eighth-order magic many times before, and according to the general understanding of the wizarding world, he could have joined the ranks of the Great Magister. However, the difficulty of casting magic can be reduced as the caster's understanding of the magic gradually deepens, and Rog has a variety of ways to temporarily increase his magic power, and the subtle magic control can ensure that he will not have problems when casting magic at the next level. Therefore, the minimum amount of magic required for him to cast an eighth-order magic was much lower than that of the average archmage.

Rogge looked at the ball of energy light floating in front of him, and for a moment, he was full of emotion.

It's been ten years.

It's been ten years since he came into contact with magic and now he officially stepped into the Grand Magus!

Rogge has always relied on treachery, scheming and understanding of power to deal with many powerful people whose strength is far stronger than himself, and at this moment, when his absolute power is no longer lost to the strong, that is, looking at the world, how many people are his opponents?

His mood was agitated, and a sense of pride arose, and he almost wanted to let out a long howl!

At this moment, an insignificant air flow crept in and hit a point on the magic energy ball in Rogge's hand. In an instant, the balance of the magical energy ball was completely destroyed by this air flow, and the pure magical energy lost its restraint, and was instantly converted into various caste magical energy under the influence of the external environment.

The magical energy of different castes stirred with each other, canceled each other out and annihilated, and in the blink of an eye, this terrifying energy that was incomparably powerful enough to destroy the entire magic laboratory turned into a cloud of green smoke and dispersed with the wind!

What kind of power does this simple blow contain!

Rogge's face was ashen, and his hands were shaking. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

"Is it worth being so excited about such a small amount of power?Hmph, looking at the entire plane, I can clean up your existence a lot!" Wella's cold voice came from behind.

The fat man turned around and said with a wry smile, "It only took me ten years to become the Great Magus, so it's not slow, right?"

There was always a storm between Weina's eyebrows, and she said coldly: "Not slow? That's according to the standards of the human race! If you hadn't wasted your time on the inexplicable magic of the demon race, you should have become the great mage five years ago! Hmph, the threshold for the great mage of the human race is so low, what's so strange about becoming a mage? You just have to think about it, the number one ...... back then That damn necromancer was enough to clean up the last five or six archmages in the rankings, so it shouldn't be surprising to know that archmages were actually there. ”

Hearing Rodriguez being brought up again by Wella, Rogge was silent. With every point of his strength, he became acquainted with this necromancer like never before. At first, he thought that Rodriguez was just a powerful lich, but after meeting other great mages, the fat man realized that the number one necromancer was very different from the other magisters.

And now, when he himself became a great magician, he found that Rodriguez was still like a towering mountain hidden in the clouds and mist in the distance. I don't know what year and month it will take for him to walk to the foot of the mountain and look up at the peak.

Thinking of the wealth that Rodriguez left him, Rogge couldn't help but sigh a little. And the greatest necromancer left him the most precious treasure is Fengyue.

"The way the demons use their power is much stronger than that of your human race...... Well, you can't be considered a person anymore. But if those demons are really powerful, how can they be defeated in the plane battle for thousands of years? Hmph, although Adrene is stronger than Elesis, she is still far from comprehending the true essence of power, for example, the ...... she just taught you"

Wella spoke, and the light that represented different powers and surnames flickered between her hands.

In the blink of an eye, Adelene's various magical methods told Roger were completely broken by Wella. The supreme skills of wielding power in this plane are on display in that pair of slender hands with destructive power, which is breathtaking.

In just an instant, Rogge was like a transcendent being in the dark, quietly watching the billions of years of history of this plane condense into a short moment, flashing between Wella's hands.

It's a pity that these skills are amazing, but all of them are something that Rogge can't use at all.

Rogge finally let out a long sigh and said, "Wella, you said that the methods that Adlene taught me had all kinds of flaws, but what she taught me was something that I could understand and use, and it was all aimed at the flaws in my use of power, and it was purposeful. Your strength is far stronger than hers, and the cultivation methods of the demon clan will naturally not be put in your eyes, but from beginning to end, apart from the occasional explanation of the use of power to me when you are on the whim, how can you ever teach me as much as she did? I believe that the skills you are showing now are the pinnacle of the world, but is there anything I can use?"

Wella was stunned, then furious, and a pair of golden doji stars slowly floated. Under her endless pressure, Rogge suddenly realized that he was completely unable to move!

However, he did not flinch, stared at Wella, and said, "You will only say that she can't do this, that can't do it." But you can bring me something I can use!"

Wella was extremely angry, and in the flash of silver light in her hand, the dragon soul spear had been pointed at Rogge's throat, and she was so angry that she couldn't say anything: "You pig who doesn't know anything! I don't teach you how to use power, it's for your own good! Why don't you think about it, why doesn't that damned, dirty, necromancer who deserves all the curses in the world leave you his magical knowledge......? You know now that Adlene is good to you, what about Fengyue, what have you been doing all this time, have you ever thought about her situation?!"

Rogge's eyes lit up. He raised his head, met Wella's gaze, and said lightly, "Naturally, I won't forget." Wella, you don't know everything about this either......"

Before he finished speaking, Wella suddenly put away the Dragon Soul Battle Spear, flew forward, and stared at Rogge's pupils carefully, looking endlessly.

Rogge frowned and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Shut up!" Wella shouted, then she gently put her left hand over Rog's forehead and said, "Let go of your spiritual world! ”

Rog was so embarrassed by Wela that he let go and let her explore his messy memories.

Wella snorted coldly suddenly, it turned out that she had turned to the fragrant battle between Rogge and Mei just now.

Immediately afterward, the images of countless women poured out of the water, and the various images of them and Rogge almost filled Wella's vision! As soon as Wella wanted to attack, an image in her field of vision suddenly zoomed in, and finally occupied the entire sea of consciousness. It was the lingering between Rog and Mora, and in Rogge's memory, behind Mora's moaning face, there were two other figures faintly surging!

Wella was stunned on the spot, and then a blush crept up her skin.

Wella didn't say a word, and wanted to quietly erase this memory. But before she could do anything, all the memories in the sea of consciousness suddenly dissipated and turned into an empty void!

In the endless darkness, the unknown god with a body of 10,000 meters and three 10,000 eyes quietly surfaced.

Wella trembled uncontrollably.

On the god's body, the eyes suddenly opened to the ten thousand faces of Wella, and all eyes were staring at her coldly!

In an instant, she couldn't scream, she couldn't move, she couldn't escape!

(To be continued)