The Twelve Movements of Dusk Volume 9 The Youth

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The night was getting deeper. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the lights of thousands of homes have long been extinguished, and Tiffany has entered the land of sleep. The rest of the city was shrouded in darkness, except for the magic torch on the Champs-Γ‰lysΓ©es in front of the Palais-Royal, which still glowed tirelessly, forming two ribbons of light. The occasional starry light, or even the light of the blue moon in the sky, was not enough to penetrate this sea of darkness.

Rogge himself doesn't know when he fell in love with standing on a high place and looking down at everything in the world. Thinking about it carefully, maybe this habit also comes from Fengyue, in my memory, every time I go to the world of death, the Fengyue I see is reading at the top of the dangerous peak.

The cold air is crystal clear and refreshing. Rogge took a deep breath, only to feel that his chest was open, and the noisy boredom caused by the day's work and personnel seemed to slip away. It's just that such a laid-back moment now borders on luxury. At least on his desk, there are two notebooks of the pygmy Nakba and the miracle of the goddess of ice and snow waiting for him.

Rogge sighed softly, and as soon as he turned around, there was a sudden burst of extremely strong spatial shocks in front of him, and the Dao Dao shock wave rippled around, and every expansion actually contained a little space storm energy, and in the blink of an eye, everything in the room was squeezed into powder!

The fat man's familiar demon lotus fell from the sky like a vein in his palm. That's right, it's indeed a fall, and it seems that Fengyue's strength is so weak that not only can he not control the spatial fluctuations, but he can't even control the whereabouts of his body.

Suddenly seeing the demon lotus, Rogge was surprised and delighted, he strode forward and stretched out his arms, wanting to catch the demon lotus that fell in the air.

It's just that a burst of silver light flashed in front of him, and Feng Yue suddenly had an extra war spear flowing with silver mangs in his hand, and then stabbed it fiercely at Rogge's arm!

Rogge smiled slightly. It seems that Fengyue is still the same as before, and you can't touch it yourself. He waited, and the moment the Dragon Soul War Spear touched his arm, his figure suddenly disappeared!

At the same moment, he had already appeared in the space behind Feng Yue, stretched out his hand to the demon lotus's waist, and held Feng Yue, who was about to fall to the ground.

Picking up a piece of warm jade, Rogge suddenly discovered that the demon lotus was not cold and lifeless as he imagined.

Fengyue in his arms stiffened visibly, and then an extremely dangerous feeling rose from the bottom of Rogge's heart. He quickly let go, and the lightning drifted backwards!

The wings of the demon lotus suddenly unfolded, and the tips of each wing feather formed by the slender armor leaves turned slightly sideways at a very small angle, opening up a thin and sharp edge, and the beautiful wings immediately turned into murderous blade wheels. Immediately after that, the Dragon Soul War Spear seemed to really turn into a flying dragon, roaring and stabbing at Rogge!

Rogge's face was solemn, and in the blink of an eye, he had already condensed into a silver shield of light with his spiritual power, but this time the position was not in front of him, but directly in front of the demon lotus. Of course, Rog didn't expect the light shield to stop Fengyue, but only hoped that he could dodge her so that he could buy time to complete the next spell. Although he, the master, has always been weak, he doesn't want to be beaten down in front of him, which is a big matter of dignity.

To Rogge's surprise, Fengyue actually crashed headlong into the silver light shield! The silver shield couldn't withstand this impact, and exploded, turning into a room of star rain in the blink of an eye. However, Fengyue's momentum also stopped, and the Dragon Soul Battle Spear stabbed one meter in front of Rogge, and he was exhausted, and he could no longer hand over half a point.

Fengyue, who is receding like electricity, can't even dodge this silver shield?

Rog was taken aback and almost failed the magic he was preparing. Fortunately, his magic control is already extraordinary, and he has to rearrange the messed up magic power in an orderly manner.

He only shouted a few notes, and the magic was done. Several chains shining with divine light appeared out of thin air, crisscrossing and crisscrossing the demon lotus, binding the demon lotus into a strong knot, and by the way, pulling the unbalanced Fengyue.

Wella has never been so angry!

The first time he pretended to be Fengyue was so unsmooth, and he almost messed up such a trivial matter as driving the demon lotus to break through the sky. She thought that she had completely mastered the structure of this dimensional space, but for some reason, the rules of spatial leap were a little different from what she knew, and her strength at the moment was extremely weak, completely relying on the power contained in the Dragon Soul War Spear to support, but in the process of crossing space, she was almost blown by the space storm to other planes!

She managed to get rid of the space storm and successfully appeared in front of Rogge. However, at the moment of space transformation, Wei Na suddenly found that her understanding of the power of this plane had deviated a little! The final result was that the demon lotus lost control and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

This is not enough, Wei Na has not yet calculated with Rogge that he dared to reach out to help him in the Fengyue Temple! Of course she would not be polite, and stabbed him fiercely, trying to make him retreat. As a result, he didn't say anything about the shot, and he hugged him. The next series of attacks failed again, and because his own strength was too weak, he obviously saw Rogge set up the light shield in front of him, but he couldn't control the demon lotus from flashing to the side, but hit it head-on, and he actually lost his balance again and almost fell!

She, an angel of light who specializes in battle, can't even flash a shield of light? What an unforgivable shame.

But the most infuriating thing is that the dead fat man actually locked her in place with divine binding! A necromancer casts divine binding, and Wella, the perfect angel of light, is locked in place by a divine binding dedicated to binding dark and undead creatures?!

What the hell is going on with this plane?

Although with the pinnacle art of Wiena's power, she can transform divine power into death power, and she can even use the same spell-like ability as the Finger of Death, but after all, she is an angel of light born for battle, and Rog is only a human. Could it be that Rogge's use of power has reached such a level?

At this moment, Wella watched in shock and anger as Rog walked over step by step. In an instant, she had already used dozens of methods to try to break the divine bondage, but to no avail. Wella only has a fifth-level Dou Qi available at the moment, even if her art of using power is unmatched, but the fifth-level Dou Qi is the fifth-level Dou Qi, no matter how she uses it in a different way, it will not become a sixth-level Dou Qi.

Rogge's hand gently stroked the mask of the demon lotus, and he used his fingertips to feel the heart-shaking warmth and softness coming from the demon lotus.

Only then did Wei Na remember that she had already changed the demon mask of the demon lotus to her own appearance, which was not trivial.

But what is the fat man going to do next? Wella suddenly thought of this question, and thought of the fat man's past actions, and the experience of fighting Fengyue in the Forsaken Land, and her heart couldn't help but tremble. But the paralysis on her body is still there, and no matter what happens next, she is powerless. What's more, although the current demon lotus mainly contains divine power, it still contains the purest death power, so the effect time of divine binding will be extraordinarily long.

To her surprise, Rog stared at the Demon Lotus's mask for a moment, then withdrew his hand and untied the sacred shackles.

Wei Na was stunned on the spot for a moment, and forgot all about the thought of stabbing him a few times as soon as she regained her freedom of movement.

Rogge let out a low sigh, as if with a lot of emotion: "It's been eight years...... Fengyue, you've really changed a lot...... At the beginning, you would rather go to war with all the kings than hand over the Demon Lotus, that is...... You just don't want me to see a change in you, ......do you? Never mind. I'd love to see what you look like, but if you don't want to, I won't take off your mask. ”

Wella didn't expect Rog to say that. The memories of the origin of the gods resurfaced in the depths of her soul, the memories she shared with Fengyue.

Under the leaden sky, in the fierce winds of death and the craggy peaks, those who kept fleeing and fighting, but were becoming more and more desperate, reappeared one by one.

Every time she casually swept through these memories, she just laughed it off. At that time, for the arrogant angels of light, the struggle and resistance between the lowly necromancers was just a joke. But when she re-read it at this moment, she clearly felt the slightest concern, reluctance, despair and resoluteness hidden in the deepest part of these memories.

The arrogance and contempt she once had were shallow, like the wings of a cicada in autumn, and the breath of that season of longing was everywhere, crushing her arrogance and engulfing her contempt.

She was suffocating.

Wella panicked, trying to find out what to prove that Rog was nothing more than a lowly necromancer. She suddenly remembered that Rogge had obviously seen her. In those sleeping days, Wella couldn't move, couldn't speak, but she could still sense everything around her.

He's lying!" Wella thought with a sneer, as if she had already won a victory.

Rogge, who was standing in front of her, didn't move, his expression was very hesitant, and his eyes were on the ground. Hmph, liar! That's why I don't dare to look up. Wella reassured herself again, feeling that her breathing had finally eased a little.

Rogge finally raised his head and looked her into the eyes: "Fengyue, actually...... I've seen you while you're asleep. I didn't want to say it because you ...... You never wanted me to know what you look like. But I decided to tell you that we shouldn't always have something to hide from each other. ”

Wella's breathing immediately stopped, and her heart became a jumbled mess.

"Fengyue, are you already able to fully exist in this plane?"

She nodded.

A ripple of joy rippled in Rogge's heart, and he who had always been eloquent began to stutter a little: "Fengyue...... That one...... I won't have to summon you anymore?ah, I mean, well, you...... Where are you going to live in the future?"

Wella was stunned and couldn't help but laugh. "Where do you say I live?" she repeated Rogge's question.

Rogge laughed, and he thought the question was a little strange. The fat man's footprints are all over the north and south of the continent, and Fengyue has traveled back and forth between planes. For them, however, home is a completely non-existent concept.

The fat man sighed: "Fengyue, since you have come to this plane, you will ...... in the future Follow me!"

Wella frowned and said coldly, "Is it possible?"

"Okay, you're glad of everything. Rogge smiled, he looked at Wella, frowned again and asked, "Fengyue, how can your strength be so weak?"

"It was already like this when I woke up. ”

"The number of resentful spirits is completely sufficient, shouldn't it...... Could it be that Elgra has made a move?" Rogge pondered, and his tone gradually turned cold: "No matter what the kings have done, in the next royal war, I will let them pay everything! Fengyue, you are too weak now, don't meddle in this war." ”

"And what are you going to do?" Wella was a little curious, in her opinion, any king could take Rogge down.

Rogge smiled coldly and said, "In this world, the rules of the game have to be set by me. If these damned kings have been able to do seven things to round you up in the past, then I don't want to get any justice here!I will set the location of the decisive battle within the scope of the Southern Church of Light, and then inform the Church of Light in advance that three of the most evil great undead will appear in their diocese. At that point, let's see who is more powerful, the Holy Knights or the Undead Monarchs!, and I'll be waiting halfway through, and if the Kings have the order to escape from the south, I'll give them a fair fight. ”

Wella sighed softly and said nothing.

She suddenly took off her helmet, and her blonde hair fell like a waterfall, the sunlight jumped on her hair, and the first look of peerless light dazzled Rogge's eyes for a moment.

Wella smiled and said, "Anyway, I've already let you see it, so I won't wear a helmet." If you are willing to seek revenge on the kings, I ask you, what would you do if one day I went to war with Odrech?"

Rogge was stunned and said, "You were at war with Odrech? Why? Didn't she wake you up?"

Wei Na smiled faintly and said, "You don't care about this." You don't have to answer now, think about it when you have time!"

With that, she turned and leaped to her feet, about to step into the void. However, as soon as her figure was about to disappear, the demon lotus's wings tightened, and she was pulled back alive!

"It's different from the world of the dead, there are a lot of people who are better than kings. You are weak now, and when you are in danger, you must remember to run quickly. After Rogge finished speaking, he let go of his hand and let her go.

And the distracted Wella was almost blown out of direction by the space storm, and it was easy to gain a foothold at the destination. She was so angry that she almost turned back to find the fat man's bad luck, but there was an inexplicable feeling in her heart that stopped her steps.

It's late at night, but there are still indefatigable people who don't want to sleep.

Floya was lying on the table, her green eyes staring at the warm flames dancing in front of her, waiting for the water to boil. Only the temperature when the water blooms into a circular ripple is best for making tea. Hughes slowly and methodically placed his treasured tea leaves into the teapot, but there was always a hint of flesh pain in his calm expression.

The tea is finally ready.

This time, the goblin actually forgot to grab the tea to drink, but was just thinking about his own thoughts. Happy, Xius hurriedly poured himself a large cup and inhaled the fragrance of tea deeply. Only when the fragrance of tea moistens the internal organs, and then take a shallow sip, smack your tongue, can you fully appreciate the essence contained in the tea from the wind, fire and water. Tea is to be drunk like this, in the past, in order to grab it with the little goblin, I had to drink it, and I wasted good tea.

Floya put her hands on her cheeks, and there was a faint sadness on her beautiful face. "Elder Theseus, I ...... I'm twenty-four this year. According to the tradition of the southern aristocracy, I am already an old woman. I...... What should I do?"

Xius pondered for a moment, and then only sighed: "Your Highness, aging is an inevitable problem for every living being. It is not impossible to stay young and even immortal, but the price is often heavy. ”

Floya sighed faintly. She suddenly said, "Elder Xius, you say, is it possible for me to snatch Rogge?"

Xius was silent for a longer time this time before he said, "Your Highness, you also know Lord Rogge's surname, and if you want him to stay by your side only, I'm afraid ......"

"Of course, I don't want all of him, as long as I can have a little bit of his true feelings, it's enough. ”

Hughes sighed.

Floya sat up suddenly, snatched Hughes's tea and drank it down. Thornston jumped up like a cat with its tail stepped on. Before he could speak, the little goblin had already shown that signature extremely charming smile, and said, "It's decided! I'll give myself another half a year, if I can't seduce him, then I'll take a risk!"

"Your Highness, this ...... Why is that?" Theseus' wisdom also felt a little unpredictable about her heart.

"Because now is my most beautiful age, if I can't get him at this time, I ...... later It's even more unlikely. Floya said casually.

But at some point, a drop of crystal water slipped from the corner of the little goblin's eye, but she didn't realize it.

The next morning, the gates of Tiffany were opened, and an army of 10,000 marched out of the city toward Hilde.

Rog rode on his horse and slowly followed the army. Today, for some reason, the elusive Theseus rode alongside him, which seemed a little unusual.

"Lord Rogge, it looks like you've been making a lot of progress lately, what have you been studying these days?" asked Hughes with a smile.

Rogge knew that the old fox must have something to do if he asked him like this, so he said honestly: "I have been looking at the miracle records of the Ice and Snow Goddess for the past few days. ”

According to the elven texts, the goddess of ice and snow was once a very active god, leaving behind many miraculous records. However, in recent decades there have been few records of the miracles of the goddess of ice and snow. In fact, in addition to the goddess of ice and snow, there are many other gods who have the same phenomenon. An elven scholar who specializes in miracles believes that these phenomena show that gods also grow old!"

Rogge was taken aback and said, "Aren't gods immortal?"

Hughes said: "My old man pondered repeatedly, thinking that when the gods first became gods, they still carried the imprint of deep memories before they became gods. But over time, these imprints will fade away, and the gods will become pure gods. In the eyes of those of us who are worldly, God matures and grows old. For example, when a person first becomes a god, he will still clearly remember the love and hatred before becoming a god, but as time passes, he will gradually be influenced by the godhead and slowly forget all the feelings in his previous life. It is precisely because of the existence of emotions that the God of youth still has many weaknesses and is not invincible. ”

A mysterious world, the world of the gods, lifted a corner of the curtain in front of Rogge.

"You mean ......" Rogge suddenly felt a little out of breath.

Theseus lowered his voice to a low voice and whispered, "Didn't you notice that Audrech is still very young?"

(To be continued)