The unconscious Rogge's skin was a strange dark red, and his body temperature gradually increased, and it didn't take long for it to rise to an alarming level, and wisps of smoke began to rise from the robe he had just peeled.

Serafi stared at the unconscious Rogge, his brow furrowed.

At this moment, the blood in Rogge's body is boiling!

The curse placed on Rogge by the Abyss Demon Lord Casinaras has been fully triggered at this moment, and the fierce abyssal lava power has boiled the blood of Rog's body, scorching his internal organs, and even beginning to threaten the stability of his soul!

Another unknown curse continues to emanate from Rogge's soul, this curse is invisible, but it can trigger all the potential bad states in Rogge's body. It was precisely because of its effect that the curse of Casinalas, which should never have occurred on Rogge's body, was fully activated, and it seemed that it would not be long before Rogge's life would be spent.

These two curses, one inside and one outside, complement each other, coexist with each other, and destroy Rogge's ** and soul together. The lava curse destroys Rogge's body, and the unknown curse continues to weaken Rogge's body's ability to resist with the flow of blood.

Even with the strength of Rogge's body and the enormity of his mental power, he was completely powerless in the face of the two curses that were launched with all his might, and in the blink of an eye, the inside of his body was destroyed a lot.

Serafi hesitated. In this world, her power can be fully exerted, so even if she can't break Casinaras's curse, she can definitely suppress it. After all, Casinaraz didn't exert all his strength when he set the curse, while Serafi could go all out when he suppressed the curse. It's just that she uses the purest divine power, and the damage to Rog's dark body is no worse than Casinaras's strength in any way. If she activates it with all her might, even if the curse does not fully occur, her extremely strong holy power will definitely purify Rogge from the soul to the **.

The more she observes (and looks closely), the more she understands the twin evil nature of Rog's darkness and necromancy.

"What am I doing? Why would I want to save such a dark and evil person......? There is no way for him to return to the path of light!if he had ...... before," Serafi was suddenly shocked by the thought that came to his heart.

She looked up at the night sky.

In the night sky, a blood-colored full moon is quietly hanging high.

She sighed faintly, and the cross sword was placed flat on top of Rog's body, and with a slight urge of strength, the sword began to slowly emit a soft holy light.

The curse power in Rog's body seemed to sense the challenge of the holy light and began to surge wildly. There was a thud to the ground, and countless tiny flames burst out of Rogge's clothes!

Serafi sensed the power of the curse in response to her challenge, and she turned her crosssword slightly, and a faint light of holy light formed a transparent light shield that enveloped Rogge in it.

Serafi looked at Rogge in a comatose and suddenly smiled maliciously. Her hands clenched the hilt of her sword suddenly!

The Holy Light Mask changed from dim to dazzling, and then to dimness, and then to a dull one, repeated three times in an instant, before it completely disappeared.

Accompanied by the three brightness and darkness of the Holy Light Shield, there was a pungent smell of burnt and a strange smell of meat, as well as a roar of extreme pain from Rogge!

The indescribable pain woke Rog from his coma, and he sat up suddenly, and a dark red pillar of fire suddenly rose several meters from his body!

But the sharp pain all over his body immediately caused Rog to collapse again. He felt as if he was wearing a red-hot piece of heavy armor, which brought extreme pain and restrained his movements.

"I ...... What's going on?" Rogge asked with a groan.

Serafi said casually: "It's nothing, you're only half cooked." Now that there's only one curse in your body, do you need me to suppress it anymore? It's really strange, where do you have so many inexplicable curses on you, are you doing too many bad things?"

Hearing the sound of Serafi falling like ice beads, Rogge's heart suddenly relaxed. He is also a person with extremely strong willpower, ignoring the great pain on his body at the moment, and just staring at the condition of his body.

As Serafe said, he was indeed half cooked!

Serafi used her pure divine power to attract the cursed power hidden deep in Rog's body to the surface, and then in a very short period of time, she viciously fought against the cursed power three times with the overwhelming divine power, completely destroying all the cursed power that was invoked. With this alone, Casinaras's lava curse was weakened by a third. Although the remaining curse power was hidden in the depths of Rogge's body, and he could only rely on the fat man's own efforts to dispel it, at least in front of him, the badly damaged lava curse had obediently quieted down and did not dare to continue his activities. It had given up all the stage of its activity to the sudden onset of strange curses.

The heat generated by the Lava Curse can turn a creature into charcoal, and the main damage caused by Serafi's divine power to Rog's body is cautery. Although the result of the battle between the two forces was a complete victory for Serafi, Rogge as a battlefield was not comfortable, at least the surface of his entire body was burned, and a lot of meat underneath was cooked.

This kind of burn is fatal to ordinary people, but it can only be regarded as a minor injury on Rogge, whose recovery power is comparable to that of a troll. Rog stared at the unknown cursed power still scurrying through his body. As he became more aware of the power of the curse, his face became more and more ugly.

"Do you have a way to suppress it?" Serafi said lightly, "This curse seems to be a kind of soul blood curse, it is quite powerful, and with your physique, it can be delayed for another day at most." Do you want me to suppress it? The price is that you have to lie down for half a month. ”

Rogge whispered, "No! I naturally have a way to deal with this curse." I can't walk now, you can take me to a safe place first. ”

Moments later, Serafi threw the charred Rogge onto the attic of an abandoned building. And at Rogge's request, the cross-sworded was stuck on the floor.

Rog struggled to sit up and slashed his left wrist against the blade of the Cross Greatsword, and a stream of blood immediately spurted out of the wound. Then he did the same with his right wrist, and then sat there, watching the blood gush out of his wrists.

Dang! Serafi got a vat out of nowhere and threw it under Rogge's hands, picking up all the blood that had flowed from him.

Rogge couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to ignore the fact that this action was always inexplicable, and just silently bleed himself.

The thick blood gradually passed the middle line of the iron bucket, and Rogge remained calm, as if the blood was not from his body at all. If the wound solidifies, he makes another cut on the cross-sword.

"Looks like you know where this curse came about?" asked Serafi a little bored.

"This curse was originally inflicted on Wind Butterfly. Rogge replied indifferently, but there was a hint of imperceptible murder in his calm tone: "But I didn't expect that she would be able to meet the two conditions triggered by the curse at the same time, so the curse backfired, and now the person who bears the curse has become me." ”

Serafi kicked the bucket with his silver boots in boredom, watching the thick blood slurping inside, and said casually: "It's really a strange curse, it seems that you are not simple to be able to cast this kind of curse! But what are you doing to make the curse so complicated? It can't be specially used to deceive the wind butterfly, right?"

As the blood flowed more and more, Rog was getting weak. He was amazed at the keen insight of this servant of God whose faith was 'as firm as he was,' but he had always been able not to admit the bad things he had done, and he would never admit it.

"Don't you have a very powerful ability that you can use to ...... Well, how to put it, to discover other people's secrets. You've been standing next to me for so long now, what can't you see? You can see it yourself, and ask me what I'm doing?"

Serafi's face changed, and he said, "How did you know about the insight ....... that ability? Who told you that!"

Rogge smiled weakly and said, "Observe, think, reason, that's enough." This thing only requires a mind, not invincible strength. ”

Serafi snorted coldly and said, "It takes a lot of power to use this ability, and it's a waste to use it on you. I might as well just ask. ”

After incarnating as Serafi, Wella often spoke untruthfully, for example, this time she didn't say anything, and the process of listening to ** is also a pleasure in itself.

This time, after the wound on his wrist solidified, Rogge did not cut his wrist again and allowed the wound to solidify.

When Rogge's curse on Wind Butterfly kicks in, the only target is blood. Although the fat man didn't believe that Wind Butterfly could break this curse at first, Rogge still reserved a way out for himself in the curse just in case. Once the curse is reciprocated, after the curse power is fully activated, Rogge can release most of the blood stained with the power of the curse in his body, so that the powerful curse that could have been fatal in a short period of time is greatly weakened, and Rogge can slowly expel it with his own strength.

But this is an obvious solution, but few people would think of it. If it weren't for the fat man's possession of the body of a demonic beast, if he had been replaced by someone else, he would have died a long time ago if he released so much blood.

Rogge struggled to his feet. As he moved, the charred flesh on his body shed many small pieces, revealing the tender new flesh underneath.

Rog glanced at Serafi and said, "I'm going to repair the burns on my body." The scene for a while is not something that ordinary people can bear, and if you feel that you can't stand it, it's best not to watch it. ”

Serafi said lightly: "When I am floating around in various planes, what has I not seen?"

Rog nodded, he took off his tattered robes, stood intently, and began to urge his body's regenerative power with all his might.

Every piece of flesh on his body seemed to have a life of its own, and began to squirm wildly. The charred flesh on the surface of the body kept peeling off, revealing the new flesh that was growing and wriggling rapidly. Perhaps because of the excessive blood loss just now, only a thin layer of blood oozed from these new meats, and then they kept spilling out of oil, and slowly coagulated, and finally transformed into a layer of soft new skin in a faint black gas.

After a few moments, the charred flesh on Rogge's body was exposed, and his whole body was covered with a layer of pink new skin.

Under the almost transparent new skin, you can clearly see that the muscles, blood vessels, and even the corners of the internal organs are constantly wriggling and growing. This is the burn that Rogge has suffered while mending his body.

Looking at the terrifying and strange scene in front of her, Serafi was not afraid, she just looked at the wriggling pink ball of flesh in a daze, and suddenly sighed lightly and asked, "You have transformed yourself so much...... Do you think you can still be called a human being now? This price ...... Is it really worth it?"

At this time, Rogge's recovery process was almost complete, and the complexion of his whole body gradually turned to normal. Hearing Serafi's words, he was silent for a long time...... It was as if he had returned to the gloomy attic. Right before his eyes, the towering cross, the raging flames, once again burned his heart.

It's been so long...... Why, is everything still the same as yesterday?

Rogge suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and replied calmly: "Of course I can't be regarded as a person now. But what is that? I need power, and as long as I have power, I don't care what it becomes!"

Serafi nodded and said no more.

After a few moments, Rogge was fully recovered. It's just that after experiencing the torture of two powerful curses, and being burned by Serafi's holy power several times, Rogge is extremely weak at this moment, and he has almost no strength in his body. But Serafi didn't mean to add strength to him this time, she just waved her hand and fixed Rogge in a light mask. The next moment, the fat man had been thrown from the air into Pompeii's mansion by her. The plan of the weak fat man to take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of it again was stillborn.

However, he didn't care about resenting Serafi's rudeness, and walked towards the courtyard where he lived with a blushing face. He had sensed that the wind butterfly was in his bedroom.

Rogge knew that Wind Butterfly would inevitably be hungry after the bloody battle, but her remaining elven celestial surname would prevent her from completely degrading and not becoming a who only knew men. Since the curse on her body has been triggered, it must mean that the person who betrayed her has been subconsciously approved by her, no matter which aspect she approves of.

Now the question is, who exactly is this person?

Both Pompey and Alexander knew that Wind Butterfly was Rogge's man, and it was impossible for these two men of great talent to be possible. Their subordinates are very disciplined, and even if they see the fallen wind butterfly, they don't dare to do it casually. And among Rogge's own subordinates, who has the audacity to touch him?

Even if the wind butterfly takes the initiative, who would dare to accept the blessings of this flying?

The guards along the way were silent when they saw Rogge. Although the fat man has lost all his strength at the moment, he is like a murderer, and the murderous aura that naturally flows under his anger is not trivial.

Rog pondered who dared to touch his woman as he entered his courtyard and walked upstairs to his bedroom. As he passed by the study, he picked up a stack of magic scrolls and tucked them up in his sleeve.

In the blink of an eye, Rogge, who had gathered his whole body's breath, was already standing quietly at the door of the bedroom. Even if there was a Sacred Domain powerhouse in the room, Rogge was very confident that the other party would not find out.

Listening to the small sound coming from behind the door, Rogge calmed down and hesitated slightly. Since this person dared to attack Feng Die, he must not have taken him seriously at all. At this moment, Rogge's body was weak, and the only thing he relied on was a few magic scrolls in his hand, if the man and dog jumped off the wall in a hurry, it would be worrying.

The fat man thought about what might happen after opening the door like a flash, then smiled coldly, pretended not to know anything, and pushed the door open.

On his luxurious big bed, after the carnival, Feng Butterfly was stretching her body, leisurely hugging the quilt, and had fallen into a quiet sleep. Her soft, shiny skin shimmered like ivory, and there were still bursts of red tide, and fine beads of sweat could be faintly seen on the back of her neck.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the room stood a tall figure, who had just put on his shirt and was slowly fastening the copper buttons. Hearing the knock on the door, he turned around like a whirlwind and asked coldly, "Who? dare to trespass here, is it dead?!"

Look at the handsome face that exudes endless charm after being happy, it is Androni.

Looking at the ** sleeping wind butterfly, and then looking at Androni's faintly endless face, Rogge has understood everything.

His face turned from astonishment to anger, and he looked at Androni in silence.

Seeing Rogge's fierce gaze, Androni suddenly felt a little weak for no reason. Her gaze subconsciously avoided to the side and whispered, "You...... Why did you come back all of a sudden? Didn't you get caught by Straw?"

"Oh?" Rogge raised his eyebrows and asked, "How long do you want me to be caught?

Androni lowered her head slightly and whispered, "Me and Wind Butterfly...... Well, you've seen it anyway. But it's nothing, are you going to be angry about this? Hey, you...... You're not going to be jealous, are you?"

Rogge laughed instead of being angry.

He laughed dryly twice before he said, "We are fighting outside in the dark, but your eldest lady is hiding in her room and being merry! Do you want to wait for me to die at the hands of Straw, so that you can receive these beauties around me? Can't you just wait for the situation to calm down before enjoying your strange hobby?"

Hearing Rogge's cynicism, Androni couldn't help but be furious, she grabbed Rogge over, and shouted: "I just have this habit! I'm just weird, I'm just abnormal! What's wrong!? You didn't know it on the first day, did you? Do you blame me for moving your wind butterfly, well, I'll leave! You can take a good look at your woman yourself in the future!"

An indescribable grievance suddenly welled up in Androni's heart.

If it weren't for the Grim Reaper's obstruction and advice, in order to save this dead fat man, she had made up her mind to break into Straw's Prime Minister's Mansion once, how could she hope that he would die in the Prime Minister's Mansion as he thought?

Androni was extremely angry and secretly sad, and she casually pushed Rog to leave. But she completely estimated the strength of the fat man's usual performance, and never thought that the fat man at this time was extremely weak, and as soon as she pushed her, she flew out on the spot.

Boom! The fat man slammed into a large wooden cabinet before he fell to the ground.

The room was silent for a while, except for the Wind Butterfly, who was still asleep.

Androni suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, walked up to Rogge, and gently helped him up.

"Did the fall hurt?" she asked, soft as water.

Rog shook his head and stood up with her support. Androni suddenly turned into a very gentle woman, and carefully helped Rogge into the chair and sat down.

When Rogge saw her like this, he knew that she must have a grievance in her heart. But the fat man still had a bad breath in his chest. Androni is reckless and mostly reckless. This lingering between her and Wind Butterfly happened to kiss the cursed condition, which was something that even Rogge himself hadn't expected!

If Serafi hadn't been there just now, the fat man would have been completely destroyed under the sudden attack of the double curse, and he wouldn't even be able to escape his soul. At this moment, the fat man is still in shock, how can he forgive Androni's little grievances?

Although the anger in Rogge's heart was still there, compared to the loss of a Sanctuary powerhouse, he knew that his anger was nothing at all.

He sighed, stood up, and shouted, "Anne......"

Androni had already left the room, but she heard the sound and walked back. She smiled and said, "Lord Rogge, you won't lose a Sacred Domain powerhouse. If you have something to do in the future, I will do my best to complete it as best I can. ”

After that, she didn't wait for Rogge to answer, and walked through the window.

Rogge sat in the middle of the room, feeling nothing more than a mess in his mind.

He suddenly looked out the window, and it was already dawn.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and the voice of the herald immediately came: "Lord Rogge! The emperor wants you to enter the palace immediately!"

(To be continued)