Wrapped in a blood-red cloak, Des stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the blood-like sunset. For a moment, he felt a chill in the wind.

Yes, it's already autumn.

Des sighed secretly, since he had felt two inexplicable pains in his heart, he knew that Karajan and Chrisma were already unlucky.

Death was not a terrible thing for them, the advent angels. After the death of the advent angel, the soul will be redeemed by the heavenly realm, return to the artifact in the hands of the Pope: the Gate of All Beings, and then become a reincarnated angel again. If the reincarnated angel dies again, it will return to the heavenly realm as unconscious energy. But this time, nearly a month has passed, and their souls have not been seen in the Gate of Living Beings for a long time. Des had a vague feeling that the two of them would never come back.

The three giants of the Last Judgment Group, who were once infinitely beautiful, are now the only one left left. Looking back on the scenery of the past, he couldn't help but feel infinite emotion. He used to be so ambitious, and he thought he was close to success.

He once thought that the power of the triumvirate could steadily eat Augustus, known as the 'Blood Angel', and he also thought that his own strength was enough to deal with the Pope in his last years.

Before the battle at Place de Lille, he was so confident.

However, on that day, all his faith and ambition were in smoke with a shot from Ophorok.

That amazing shot not only repelled the Big Three, but also destroyed all their dreams. Augustus's true strength also made the Big Three understand how arrogant and ridiculous the idea of the so-called joint efforts to stabilize the blood-eating angels is.

The Pope's earth-shattering prophecy made the Big Three know what despair was! Even if Augustus's strength was greatly reduced, Des now knew that he still couldn't compare with this blood angel. As long as the Pope exists, all his ambitions will be like a dream.

Through the window, Des looked out the window at the glorious spire of St. James's Cathedral in the distance. How many secrets were hidden under the spire, and how many mysterious people were hiding behind their backs? He thought that after taking the helm of the Last Judgment, he had entered the small circle of all the secrets of the Church. But now it seems that the truth is far more than that! It is a ruthless fact that these first-time angels are actually excluded from the highest decision-making level of the Church of Light.

A knock on the door woke Des up, and it was his first assistant who entered.

"Lord Des, you haven't been on business for two weeks. Now there are a few cases that can no longer be dragged on, and I have to ask you to adjudicate them. ”

"Say it. Des's voice was full of exhaustion.

"Lord Des, among the cases of heresy, the case of Rog the Blasphemer is the most urgent. The Grand Duke of Bavaria has already sent someone to say that the hammer of the god of war is the property of Ophirok. Therefore, after the death of Opirok, all the property related to the hammer of the god of war should belong to him. He asks us to release Fez, Mist, and Isabella at once, and return all of the Hammer of War's possessions. The man who had just come was very polite, and he said that if the matter is not resolved within three days, he will make it clear to us in front of His Majesty the Pope. ”

The goblet in Des's hand was immediately shattered!

It took him a long time to calm down, and he knew that now in the eyes of the Pope, he was afraid that his status and usefulness were far inferior to that of the Archduke of Bavaria. No, not fear, but it is. The Archduke of Bavaria, who inherited the miracle, probably had a more important surname for the Church of Light than Augustus, the head of the Holy Knights. What is his little presiding judge of the final jury group?

These thoughts made the extremely proud Des extremely painful. He couldn't get used to this feeling of groveling, and in the past, it was up to him to teach others. For a long time, Des squeezed out between his teeth word by word, "Those two people...... Firth and Mist, now release them at once! All the things in the Hammer of War are also returned! And the things you have stolen are also spit out! By the way, who is Isabella?"

"My lord, she is the granddaughter of the misty illusion, and the old man treats her as his surname. ”

"You didn't punish Faith and the Mist, did you? And that little girl, did you do anything to her?"

The assistant hesitated a little and replied, "My lord, Faith and Fog Phantom have fought, but it's not serious. As for the girl, it's been locked up for a month, for sure...... There is a move. However, her subordinates have personally examined her today, and she has not suffered too much damage, and she will definitely recover......"

Des slapped his assistant out of the way! He was speechless with rage.

"Which bastards fucked that little bitch!!Don't you think women will go out on the streets to find them!Are there fewer bitches in Lille City?Why do you have to pick this!I'm going to be killed by you stupid pigs!"

"Great....sir! The subordinates have already investigated, and basically all of them were done by the direct guards of Lord Karayang! Only one of our direct subordinates participated, and as for this person, the subordinates have the courage to secretly execute him!"

Des struggled to calm his anger, and his pale face was flushed at the moment. His blood-red eyes glanced at his assistant sharply, and said coldly, "Executed?" Are you afraid that you have fucked that little bitch if he says it?"

The assistant immediately knelt on the ground: "My lord, spare my life! The villain did the wrong thing because he was confused for a while." Just blame that little bitch for being so fucking seductive......"

"Shut up!" exclaimed Des.

"Grab all the people who fucked that little bitch and hand them over to Lord Augustus. Let's see what the adults do. What else is there that isn't?"

"The remnants of the Knights of the Lionheart and the Knights of the Golden Lion have returned to Lille two days ago. Of the 5,500 knights who set out, only 420 knights returned. We sent men to capture Kate, Rogge the Blaspher's party, but there was quite a clash with the knights, and dozens of our men were wounded and one was killed. Charles, the Knight of the Round Table, has gone to Lord Augustus. ”

"Stupid!!Don't provoke anyone who belongs to the Grand Duke of Bavaria! Do you think you guys who only bully the common people will be the opponents of the battle-hardened knights?

"It's a search warrant from Master Chrisma. ”

"Undo it now!"

"Yes, sir, and ......"

"What else!"

"A while ago, many big nobles came to intercede for Franco, Lens, and Robeschi, all of whom were Rogge's comrades, but I blocked them back. But this time, for some reason, Marshal Rocherio actually came forward and sent the eldest prince Gonzalez, saying that he would donate 100,000 gold coins on the condition that these people be released. ”

Des was simply annoyed, and said: "Okay, okay! The gold coins are accepted, and everyone is released! By the way, you must be polite to the people sent by the marshal." The fox is also a person who cannot be offended. ”

"My lord, I can't let ...... it right now."

"Why?"

"This ...... Lord Karayang hated Rog to the core, and before he left, he told them to repair them...... So, my lord, look at it, is it better for your subordinates to arrange a few healers with advanced divine powers, so that they can take care of their injuries for a few days. It's really not nice to release people now......"

"Karajan......" Des smiled wryly, nodded tiredly, and waved his assistant out.

He needs to be quiet, he needs to rest. He rubbed his temples and leaned back on the couch.

He underestimated the power and insidiousness of these secular nobles. While the Big Three were still around, no one had any objections to the jury arresting Rog. And now, as if they had made an appointment, they came to attack at the same time! Could it be that the news that Karajan and Chrisma had not returned to the Gate of All Living Beings had spread? This is the top secret of the Church!

These nobles shouldn't know this secret, but they have a keen sense of smell and have already seen the dilemma of the Last Judge, right?

There was another knock on the door. Des was furious, didn't he tell no one to come in and disturb him?

"Lord Des, Lord Augustus has asked me to inform you, that you will come with him to the Grand Duchy of Bavaria at once. "It was Augustus' lieutenant who came in, so Des's men didn't dare to stop him.

Des was a little surprised, what was Augustus doing at this time going to the Grand Duke's Palace?

But this time was different, he no longer dared to ignore the authority of Augustus, and after a little tidying up, he followed the Holy Knight out of the hall.

After this time, he never came back.

At this moment, Marshal Rocherio had returned to his tent in the Duchy of Ron, and was staring intently at the huge sand table in front of him, with David standing beside him.

"David, have all the troops been withdrawn?"

"Father, they're all back. We've lost 32,000 men so far, and Ron's losses are 55,000. Among them, the Feitian Knights stationed in the royal capital lost 9,000 cavalry in the battle with the Lionheart Knights and the Golden Lion Knights, and now the remaining knights of the 'Feitian' are less than 8,000. Father, not only did the most elite troops of the Duchy of Ron suffer heavy losses in this battle, but also the two most elite knights of the Grand Duke of Bavaria. The Duchy of Ron is arguably in your hands. ”

"David, even if Feitian now has only five thousand knights, we don't have enough knights to outdo it. Hey, the Lionheart Knights and the Golden Lion Knights are really powerful, they can defeat the enemy with 5,000 enemies and 15,000, and they can still severely damage the enemy and break through. How many knights are there in these two orders? How many are left of the Knights of the Round Table?"

"I heard that there are only two Knights of the Round Table who have returned to the city of Lille. Less than 500 of the two knights survived. Now that the Grand Duke of Bavaria has lost a lot of strength, this may be a good thing for us!" David asked tentatively.

Rocherio frowned and said, "David, you are smarter than your eldest brother, but do you know why I rely on him more, and I am more relieved to let him do things? The miracle came to the Grand Duchy's Palace, not to the Rocherio family, and I want you to remember that! This time, apart from our stated goals, we should not meddle in the rest of our interests! The Bavarian family is our family's eternal ally, so we must protect all their interests. By the way, did Catherine leave? There can't be a problem with her!"

"Father, I just received the news that my sister has secretly left the royal capital. She only brought a personal maid, protected by Prosis, and there would be no problems. ”

"Very well!" the old marshal nodded.

David took out another list and said, "Father, the middle-level officers of the Rhine League have suffered heavy losses in this battle, this is the waiting list I have drawn up, you can see what is wrong." ”

"I'm very relieved of your ability on this, don't look at it. The candidate's loyalty to the Rocherio family is the most important, and as for talent, with you and Gonzalez leading the troops, the combat effectiveness will not be much worse. Come, let's plan now, and see how we can eat the four thousand non-celestial knights in the fortress opposite. As soon as these knights die, the Celestial Knights can be completely removed. ”

"Father, do you want to transfer the Human-Faced Spider Knights of the eldest brother? Their combat power should be above these non-heavenly knights. Or bring in my Knights of Mercedes, which may be a little smaller, but I am confident that I can break through the line of the Knights of the Celestial Order. ”

"Until the last moment, these knights must not move! Hehe, David, your father is not yet old! Even with these third-rate troops of the alliance, can't we eat the 'non-heaven' knights? War is not as simple as a knight charge! Come on, let's take a good look at our father and son, and let the world see that the old guy in Bavaria is not the only one in the alliance who can fight. First, think about how to lure these knights out of their tortoise shells..."

"Father, the Celestial Knights have a great sense of honor, and perhaps we can take advantage of that. ”

"Well, tell me about it. ”

"We are four thousand knights against four thousand knights, and we are asking for a knightly duel. As long as we withdraw the rest of the troops far enough, well, twenty miles. It would be a shame for the Celestial Knights not to agree to this request. They have always regarded themselves as one of the top ten knights on the mainland, and they are very arrogant. With the same number of knight duels, we third-rate knights will not be in their eyes. Crushing our four thousand knights can deal a heavy blow to our morale. ”

"So how do you win?"

"When Prosis arrives a few days later, we have him disguised himself as an ordinary knight, so that he can surprise and kill their main commander in front of the battle! And as soon as the battle began, our reinforcements rushed to the battlefield and took advantage of the chaos to attack the fortress. Without a fortress garrisoned by non-celestial knights, it is not difficult to take down. ”

"Well, you can think about it. But this is a violation of our commitment, how can we remedy it......"

"There is a military fortress on the other side, there are not many people, Tu Guang is. As for our side, I won't be the main general, and when the time comes, I will just kill that main general as a substitute for the dead ghost. Father, you'd better go back to the Principality, as if you don't know anything about it..."

The sunset is like blood......

Under the bloody sunset, the elven tribe and the orcs are fighting fiercely at the expense of their lives, and the battle is more difficult than all the elves expected. Unlike the previous scattered and scattered charges across the mountains, the Orcs attacked this time seemed to be much more organized and several times more numerous than before. Therefore, although there are elite soldiers of the seven-colored deer tribe to help in the battle, it is not a problem for the elven clan to win, but heavy casualties are inevitable.

From early in the morning, the orcs appeared like a tidal wave on the high ground beyond the Sara Pass. What was different was that a tent decorated with animal bones and fangs was erected on the high ground, and a banner painted with blood-colored totems was planted in front of the tent. Elder Sara told Rog that this meant that the organized orc tribe had begun to participate in the attack, rather than the sporadic gathering of savage orcs from before. The blood-colored banner represents the presence of shamans. However, the elves have shown great contempt for the magical abilities of the orcs. In their opinion, any adult elf can go to the orc tribe and become a great wizard.

An extremely muscular minotaur with a huge battle axe stood on the high ground and shouted something. It was clad in heavy wrought bronze armor, with a necklace made of skeletons around its neck, and armor on its knees with several sharp spikes. The spikes had already turned brown with blood.

Beside it is a shamanic sacrifice covered in strange feathers and bone ornaments. The orcs on the highlands have apparently exceeded a thousand, and counting.

Rogge and the elven elders stood on a particularly tall and wide tower of ancient war trees. The tower's protection is also particularly strong, and although it is located on the last line of defense, the absolute height ensures that those above can overlook the entire battlefield. This is a magic launch platform, and the six magicians of the elves and clans have all gathered on the platform. So the guards here are also very tight, in addition to a dozen elite warriors of the elven race, Androni also leaned leisurely against the parapet, bored looking at the orcs in the distance.

"That...... Is it the Minotaur?" Rogge asked Elder Sara beside him, a little confused.

"It's obviously not as strong as the Minotaurs. The Minotaur is an excellent divine beast, and if the real Minotaur appears in the Orc Empire, he will definitely take on a heavy responsibility, and he will never be the leader of such a small tribe. Maybe it's the little devil who came to this world from the Demon Realm. "Elder Sarah, who has seen for hundreds of years, is not sure.

Rogge nodded and said, "With such a small orc tribe attacking, it will be very difficult for the two elf tribes to deal with it together." If the orc army arrives, it seems that the elves will have to move to avoid the limelight. “

The elven elders were a little embarrassed, and Filip continued, "These lowly orcs multiply too fast, and in the early ten years, the new generation will fully grow. And it takes about fifty years for a warrior of our elven race to reach adulthood. While we were able to repel the orc attacks every time, we were, ashamed to say, far less able to sustain losses than the orcs. ”

Rog nodded, and he began to calculate the advantages and disadvantages of cheap warriors like orcs.

Not allowing them to discuss it any further, the orc attack had already begun. The shaman priest performed a strange and ugly dance, roaring a series of howling incantations, and after a few moments, a faint red cloud enveloped the orcs.

All the orcs were snorting heavily, and their eyes were slowly turning blood-red.

"It's group bloodlust!" said Elder Sarah. Elder Fili's face was solemn and he said, "It seems that this battle will be difficult, magicians, prepare to cast spells!"

Hideous-looking, rough-skinned orcs screamed and charged towards the Elven Fortress, with tall ogres and Hulks in the mix. Hundreds of kobolds kept throwing small stones at the elven tree walls and arrow towers, trying to suppress the elven archers.

As soon as the sarar griffons took to the air, they were shot down by two boulders thrown by the cyclops, causing the rest of the griffon warriors to fly behind the battle. Rise high into the air behind the elven lines until the Cyclops are out of range, and then dare to return to the battlefield. It's just that the long arrows shot from a dozen griffins are sparsely scattered, and the distance is too far away, and there is no accuracy. Although almost every arrow hit the orcs, as long as it didn't hit the vital point, the rough-skinned and blessed bloodthirsty orcs had no effect at all, and continued to charge with the arrows.

Seven or eight four-meter-tall cyclops were so conspicuous and menacing among the orc colonies. Fighting off the griffons made them even more excited, and the boulders rained down on the elven towers. An arrow tower formed by a war giant tree could not withstand such a dense blow, and after withstanding the bombardment of dozens of boulders, it finally collapsed, and the three elven archers on the arrow tower fell to death.

More than a dozen minotaur warriors, under the cover of other orcs, rushed close to the tree wall. They rose and fell with their axes, cutting down the walls of trees in a desperate way. As soon as the axe went down, there was a cloud of sawdust, and it was obvious that the thick tree wall would not be able to stop it for long.

After the initial panic, the elves gradually recovered. The elves' precise archery skills opened Rogge's eyes, and the arrows were nailed to the weak parts of the orc's bones, nails, neck, and behind the ears, which effectively weakened the orc's combat effectiveness. This is in stark contrast to the aimless, quantitative diffusion of Terran archers.

As Elder Fili's fireballs exploded among the orcs, the elven magician's magic began to be cast on the orcs' heads one after another. Although there are only six elven mages, dozens of orcs fall with each round of magic. At this point, the one-sided situation was finally reversed. However, Rogge knew that the magic power of the elven magician was limited, it would be quickly exhausted, and the number of people was too small, and the impact on the battle situation was not decided. The outcome of the battle still depends on the charge of the Wetland Wyvern and the Elven Knight.

By mid-afternoon, the elven line had retreated behind the third and final tree wall. This tree wall is guarded by four ancient war trees, which is much stronger than the first two tree walls, and the elves also know that there is no way to retreat, so they start a desperate struggle.

Rogge coldly looked at the battlefield with severed limbs and pools of blood, he was already used to this kind of blood. Androni stood behind him, picking away the occasional stray arrows.

As the Cyclops approached, one of them, who was particularly large, suddenly let out a loud roar and threw a boulder at the high platform where Rogue and the elven elders were standing.

The boulder flew in with a gust of wind!

Most of the elven elders are magicians, and the elven warriors are not known for their strength, and when they saw the boulder flying, they were so frightened that they fell down one after another.

Only Rogge stood still.

When the boulder hit his chest, Rogge snorted, his eyes exploded with silver light, his hands were lifted, brute force everywhere, in the exclamation of the elf, the boulder turned and flew towards the sky! Although Rogge's brute strength was enough to compare with the hill giants, it was not easy to take this volley flying stone, and he already had some fishy smell in his mouth. Fortunately, after absorbing the green dragon blood crystal, he had a little more strength, so he didn't make a fool of himself. Another benefit of the Green Dragon Blood Crystal is that Rogge's anti-poison and anti-acid ability has also been greatly improved.

"It doesn't taste good, does it? If you have a little brain, it won't take much effort to pick it up. Stupid enough to fight hard with a cyclops?hehe, do you have the same brain as an orc?" Seeing that Rogge had suffered a secret loss, Androni sneered quietly but happily in the back.

Rogge was furious, he was just trying to stand up in front of the elves, and if you didn't help, you would be sarcastic about me? He took out a homemade scroll, and a fireball was thrown at several cyclops, burning them so much that they screamed. The Cyclops quickly backed away a short distance, out of Rog's magic.

Rogge stood with his hands in his hands, proudly looking at the one-eyed giants who were a little flustered, but lowered his voice and scolded Androni: "No wonder David said that you are not a weapon, you are indeed an uninformed woman!

"Come on, I'll wait for you. Androni's voice suddenly became soft and greasy.

Rogge had this heart, but he didn't have the guts, so he could only sigh.

By dusk, nearly half of the fierce orcs had suffered casualties, and their ferocity had decreased a lot.

Seeing that the time had come, Elder Fili gave an order, and Huron and the other elven warriors retreated from the defensive line and turned on their horses.

A row of tree walls suddenly fell, crushing more than a dozen orc warriors underneath. Three giant python-like wetland wyverns rushed out of the gap, and with a huge mouth of more than two feet, they would bite off half of an orc's body, but ordinary orcs' attacks could not help the hard scales on their bodies. Only the bull-headed warrior's great axe leaves a wound on them. But the Wetland Wyvern is quite a war beast, and they began to stare at the Minotaur Warrior to attack, and no matter how strong the Minotaur Warrior is, he can't withstand the three or five bites of this war behemoth. Moments later, a dozen minotaurs were torn to shreds.

As soon as the restriction was gone, three wetland wyverns more than ten meters long slaughtered in the orc colony, and more than a hundred elven knights slaughtered from the gap under the leadership of Huron, and there was another fierce slaughter! The orcs immediately fell into a panic.

The orc leader jumped like thunder, rushed down the high ground with a huge battle axe, and headed straight for the wetland wyvern.

An eerie atmosphere suddenly appeared on the battlefield. A thick fog poured out of the air from nowhere, and a cold, evil aura continued to leak out of the fog.

Suddenly, a huge bone dragon head skull stretched out from the mist!

The change was so striking that the elven knights and orc warriors on the edge of the fog fled in fright.

A huge bone dragon stepped out of the fog, and the elves on the battlefield exclaimed!

Why did the bone dragon, the most powerful undead creature in elven lore, appear here? The elven elders were also completely stunned.

Another hideous bone demon stepped out of the mist, holding a great axe burning with hellfire in both hands.

After not seeing each other for a while, the two undead creatures of the Flame Bone Demon and Grigory grew larger and thicker, and looked even more hideous and terrifying. Gregory finally had the appearance of a bone dragon this time, instead of the crocodile-like creatures he had before. It was more than four meters tall when it stood up, its thick hind leg bones, powerful tail and pale cyan mist spewing out from its nostrils from time to time made it look full of oppression, coupled with the natural dragon might, now Gregory finally has the majestic appearance that a dragon should have!

The sudden appearance of these two guys shocked all the orcs and elves for a while. Out of instinctive fear of the superior dragons, the Wetland Wyverns were in a mess, and they did not dare to approach Gregory at all.

Gregory was so proud that he looked up to the sky and roared silently, but of course only Rogge could understand what this whistle meant.

"I'm so imposing!

Gregory lowered his head, stared at the elven knights, and suddenly rushed forward, and Long Wei frightened all the horses, and they all stood up, turned around and ran.

Rogge was jealous and envious, it seemed that this was the benefit of the green dragon's soul. This damn Fengyue only cared about increasing his own power, without considering his own master's feelings, and took away all the benefits.

After Gregory's majesty, a large green mist erupted from his mouth, covering the elven knight. With a few plops, several elven knights were full of green air and planted their horses.

"Hahahaha! It's still a wind poison dragon!" Rogge thought with some viciousness. But in any case, the stronger the Gregory, the better it helps to establish the tall image of the fat man. Although it is still a wind poison dragon, at least the poison surname is much stronger.

The simple and fierce Flame Bone Demon didn't have as many ideas as Gregory. With a single axe, it slashed at a nearby wetland wyvern, almost cutting it into two pieces, and yellow blood spurted up several meters high! The Flame Bone Demon once again raised the battle axe high, this time the giant axe cut a flame light and shadow in the air, and once again slashed at the wetland wyvern that was rolling desperately in pain.

The orc leader howled, "The great god of war has sent someone to help us! I know this skull dragon, it is the mount of the greatest god of war! The other is the most powerful general under the god of war!

Androni whispered the words of the orc leader to Rog. She had lived in the forest for many years and could understand some orc language.

Rogge smiled dumbly, "What does this have to do with the God of War, it's obviously the messenger of the God of Death!" He felt in his heart that if Fengyue could be the god of orcs, it would seem good.

"Your Excellency!"

Rog looked back and saw that Elder Sara and Elder Fili were both standing behind him with desperate expressions.

"The orcs have summoned a bone dragon! and the devil is no weaker than a bone dragon. I'm afraid I have to say that we won't be able to hold the Sara Pass this time. Now our seven-colored deer's wetland wyvern can still entangle them for a while, God's Command, retreat to our tribal territory!, wait until we report this to the House of Elders, mobilize the army, and then clean up these damned orcs!" Elder Fili said heavily.

"Shiloh's divine might is unfathomable. He had already foreseen this. Rogge smiled.

White holy light poured out from him, pouring into the ground like water, and another pillar of light rose to the sky!

In a majestic, deep voice, he chanted mysterious incantations that no one could understand. This made the elven elders, who had always been proud of their knowledge, also awe-inspiring. Of course, no one could understand this spell, not even Rog himself, who did not understand what he was talking about. If everyone can understand a mysterious incantation, how can it show that God has made adults different?

Rogge knew that the difficulty was in the first few days, and once this level was passed, there would be no need to show any miracles in the future. Even if someone doubts it, they have to pass the level of their own believers. So he left no stone unturned in his performance.

A heavy coercion emanated from Rog's body, pushing the elven elders back and forth. Suddenly blue light flashed on the battlefield, and Androni had already gone into battle herself. This startled Rogge, and he didn't care about putting on a show anymore, and immediately motioned to Gregory and the Flame Bone Demon to cooperate with his performance and hurry back to the Otherworld. Otherwise, fighting with Androni wouldn't be a joke. Anyway, two of the three wetland wyverns have died, and one of them is also seriously injured, and the strength of the seven-colored deer has been greatly damaged, and his purpose has been achieved.

Rogge let out a loud shout, raised his hand and pointed at the bone dragon, and Gregory struggled for a while, and then slowly turned into a phantom and disappeared.

He pointed at the Flame Bone Demon again, and the Flame Bone Demon that had just cut off the head of the third Wetland Flying Dragon also disappeared out of thin air.

So mighty!

Elder Sara immediately knelt down, and the two elders of the Seven-Colored Deer Tribe on the high platform were also moved to tears, sighing that they would be able to see the miracle of Shiloh again in their lifetime.

With a casual move, Rogge snatched a spear from an elven guard with an invisible force. The fat man then threw the spear into the air, and the flames suddenly ignited on the spear, and a figure stepped out of the pillar of light on Rogge's body and grabbed the burning spear.

The light on her body was so dazzling, like an angel composed of pure strong light, that no one could see her face clearly, only the elegant, slender wings of light behind her.

Spear thrown!

It was like a flash of lightning exploded in the air, and everyone saw a flower in front of them, and there seemed to be a pause on the battlefield.

In the next moment, all the miracles had dissipated, and the clouds were clear again.

The light on Rogge's body had dissipated, and he smiled and looked at the battlefield. But in the eyes of the elven elders, this fat man who was not amazing was now so unfathomable, so divine and majestic.

There was a sudden commotion on the battlefield, and the elven elders hurriedly got up from the ground and looked at the battlefield.

A clearing suddenly appeared in the middle of the battlefield, and in the center of the clearing stood the leader of the orcs, a tall bull-headed warrior. It also maintains a two-handed axe posture with a chest guard. The orc warriors surrounded it, their faces terrified.

There was a large hole in the axe face and the orc leader's chest with a diameter of more than a foot, and the edge of the hole was extremely smooth and charred. There is an identical hole in the ground behind it, bottomless.

The orc leader looked at the large hole in his chest in disbelief, shook for a moment, and collapsed with a bang. The great axe flew out of his hand and stuck in the ground.

The wind blew through the hollow of the axe's face, making a ghostly crying sound.

"If you don't beat the reservoir dogs now, when will you wait?" said Rogge.

Elder Fili woke up like a dream.

The elves' war horn sounded, and the warriors rushed out to kill the orcs who were already fleeing.

The wind is blowing.

Rogge loved the feeling of standing against the wind and looking down on all beings.

From the wind came the smell that made his heart beat and drove him crazy. It was the smell of blood and fire. In addition to this, there are:

The taste of power and ambition.

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