readx;? The Book of the Seven Days, Redemption on the Sixth Day (8)

Rogge pondered as he nonchalantly flew through the clouds. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The question is, what else does he have to do now, except to find a way out for the most important people around him. But how easy is it to escape the final judgment? Fengyue has already completed the whole process of becoming a god, and if there is no big accident, she will continue to exist until the end of this plane. It was precisely because of this that Rogge was relieved to let her be banished into the turbulence of space. But looking at the entire plane, how many of them will be able to survive the storm between the planes?

Rogge counted back and forth, and none of them exceeded ten.

The fat man sighed slightly, and his heart was stunned. At this moment, he already has too many worries. Not to mention the rest, it was impossible for the little goblin Floya to leave this plane. That is to say, the day of judgment will be her end. The duel with the Heavenly Realm that Rogge single-handedly triggered was actually equivalent to pushing her into destruction.

He knew that, in a sense, the Grand Duke of Bavaria was right.

Rogge flew high, and the wind blew through his face, and he was as sharp as a knife.

He sighed, draining all his thoughts out of his mind, and a slight light flashed around him, speeding into the distance. At this moment, his mind moved, and the speed was like lightning and arrows. However, as soon as the fat man picked up his speed, there was a flower in front of him, and suddenly there was one more person.

The fat man was hurting himself and rushing with his head down, and the man appeared again without warning, and by the time he found it, he had no time to dodge. The man didn't expect that Rogge would not be able to control his momentum at all, and he was caught off guard. The two immediately collided violently!

Rogge's instantaneous rush was already extremely fast, and at this speed, even two solid rocks would be shattered. He didn't have time to think about it, and at the moment of impact, his spiritual power had already gathered, and his body was stronger than steel in an instant.

The fat man secretly had a plan in his heart, thinking that no matter who was on the other side, let him suffer a little under this collision first.

The fat man carries countless afterimages. Silently collided with the man.

Circles of invisible shockwaves spread in all directions, and hundreds of floating balls of electricity suddenly appeared in the clear sky. Several more wandering streamers of black spatial cracks streaked through the air.

The man stood in the air, not moving.

The fat man only felt the golden light in front of him, and the roar in his ears continued, as if he had hit a mountain while running at full speed. No, this result is much worse than hitting a mountain, if the opposite side is really a mountain, then the fat man will directly crash into it. Maybe it can be pierced out of the other end, and it will be bounced back like it is now.

Rogge snorted, and after rolling for nearly a kilometer, he finally stabilized his body. He suffered from the fact that he couldn't react at all, and he didn't exert his true strength at all, but the other party's reaction time was not much more than him, but he gathered a strength far more than the fat man, which caused the result of this crash to be so disparity.

The fat man opened his eyes angrily. Looking into the sky, a black light began to swirl on his left hand.

The fat man is really unwilling. Before he finished reading the Book of Shiloh, there were few people in the entire plane who could make him cringe if he fought seriously, and now he managed to jump out of the seventh page of the Book of Shiloh and look at the entire plane. Except for those old and refined guys, what is he afraid of?

The moment he looked up, the fat man had already seen the man's appearance clearly. This time he was silent, and his figure had rushed to the man in a flash, and he opened his hand and hugged him.

With a swipe, a pair of golden wings spread out behind the figure, holding Rogge's hands, and then the slender hand reached out and easily grabbed Rogge's throat.

Rogge only felt that there was an iron hoop on his throat, and he was completely unable to breathe. He smiled hard. "Wella." I haven't seen you for so long, and the way you greet you is still so welcoming!"

Wella's face flushed slightly. He let go of his hand and said forcefully, "Ah, this...... You can't blame me, it's because you're so useless, you haven't seen you for so long, why haven't you grown much in strength?"

Rogge smiled and said, "No matter how strong my strength is, I can't be stronger than the gods of the heavenly realm, so what do you want to do? Where have you been hiding during this time, I can't sense your existence at all." I haven't seen you for so long, and you seem to be a different person. Let me see, what's the difference.... Well, your strength has grown again, and now it's just perfect! This face is more lethal, tsk, even your body is getting more and more material, have you specially modified your body? I have to say, this is indeed a very good practice, or I can advise you......"

Before the fat man could finish his words, he was covered by Wella's hands. She scolded with tears and laughter: "Dead fatty, have you encountered anything good recently, and you have started talking nonsense again." ”

Rogge smiled, took Wella's hand, took it from his mouth, and said, "What good thing is there now?" It's just that I've figured something out, so I feel a lot easier. ”

Wella nodded, and fell silent suddenly.

Rogge held her hand, not letting go at all. But Wella turned out to be like this, let him hold it, which surprised Rogge, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

The two men fell silent. In the end, it was Wei Na who took the lead in breaking the silence: "Dead fat man, don't ask anything, stay with me for a while." ”

Rogge nodded silently.

Wella's hand moved slightly, and in turn took Rogge's hand, pulling him and flying off into the distance.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had slowly fallen to the top of a dangerous peak.

The peaks are extremely high and treacherous, with only a few thin, straight ancient pines, stubbornly growing among the wind and rocks.

It's dusk again.

They sat on the top of the peak, looking at the setting sun, and let Yunxia gild them with a slightly fiery gold.

"Little Rogge......" Wella said softly.

"Huh?"

"I'm tired and want to sleep for a while. Borrow a shoulder to use. ”

Without waiting for Rogge to reply, she leaned gently against Rogge and fell into a deep sleep. The wind ruffled a few strands of her blonde hair, gently brushing Rogge's face.

The sun is warm.

Rogge hugged her soft body in his arms, felt the faint body fragrance, and his heart was quiet and joyful, and he fell asleep.

Suddenly. Rog regained consciousness. He looked around and saw that the four fields were vast. Up and down, left and right, you can't see the edge.

This is a very large status. Rogge instinctively felt that perhaps in terms of the size of the space alone, this place was enough to hold hundreds of millions of planes he was in. And this plane is very special, its stability and solidity are beyond Rogge's imagination. As far as Rogge knew, there was no existence, no force that could destroy the structure of the earth's space. in their own plane. He can easily tear through the spatial barrier and penetrate the spatial turbulence. But if he tried to do this here, he would be like a fly trying to crash through a wall, and no matter how hard he tried, it would only be in vain.

The fat man had a vague intuition that such a magical plane was not a natural occurrence, but a man-made product.

What kind of existence must it be to create such a solid plane!

In the face of such a miracle. Rogge finally felt that he should be humbled.

When Rogshan was immersed in emotion and shock, he felt a light shining on him. He turned his head to look, only to see a blazing sun rising in the distance! Although it was far away, the blazing light had already scorched Rogge's skin.

It wasn't the sun, it was the light of the Lord God!

Rogge's heart almost stopped beating. He covered his eyes with his hands, blocking the blinding light and slowly retreated.

At this moment, there was also a burning pain on the back of Rogge's neck!

He turned around in a whirlwind, dumbfounded.

Behind him, another round of divine brilliance rose!

This round of Shenhui is not the first, nor is it the last.

After it, round after round of earth divine radiance lit up one after another, and in the blink of an eye. A total of twelve rounds of divine light appeared in the sky at the same time.

Rogge's eyes were closed. But it still couldn't stop the intense light. The entire plane is filled with an indescribably intense light, and this light is so intense. So much so that Rogge felt that every time he breathed, he was inhaling light and spewing fire!

He felt that he should have burned in the light a long time ago, but for some reason, despite the burning pain in his body, he still existed.

At this moment, the radiance that filled the entire plane suddenly dimmed, and the divine radiance that the twelve wheels could not look at directly turned into a soft light at this moment. This is not because they are dimmed, but because there is an indescribable brilliance of its might.

Rogge looked up to the sky, staring at the unimaginable, but not dazzling light.

That is the purest light.

It covered the entire canopy, filling every corner of the plane, and also brushed away the physical pain of Rogge.

In that all-pervading light, a message was passed on freely, and the content naturally appeared in Rogge's heart.

"According to the covenant of 10,000 years, the following ruling is made. ”

Rogge knew that this message was also sounding in the twelve rounds of Holy Radiance. But he didn't understand why he knew this.

At this moment, he was shocked, and he had already discerned that there were many familiar breaths in the twelve rounds of holy radiance. Among them were Dismarthan, the Lord of Destruction of the Earth he served, and Isaac, the Lord of Redemption. Rogge once interrogated Victoria carefully, remembering from her the breath of the Lord of War, Setanistolia. And the light that hides in the farthest and most erratic place is the main god that Rogge is most impressed by, that is, the chairman of billions of elders.

Before Rogge had time to think about what the Ten Thousand Year Covenant was and what the so-called ruling was, he felt the whole plane tremble for a moment, and then the light of the Lord of Destruction, Dismaton, expanded dramatically, becoming extremely dazzling, and the light of Isaac, the Lord of Redemption, was also expanding, and the light of the Lord of Billions fluctuated, as if something had changed, and as if nothing had happened.

And the other divine radiances are light and dark.

Before Rogge could recover from the shock, he saw a round of divine brilliance suddenly dim, turning into a burning fireball, roaring downward.

Rogge's heart jumped wildly, for even though he had never made any contact, he still sensed a little bit of the same aura as Wella from this round of divine radiance. Could it be that he was Tiratmis, who single-handedly created the Angel of Light, and why did he fall?

Rog felt breathless, his chest was so full of breath that he wanted to cry, but he couldn't make any sound. The fat man felt very strange that he and Tiratemis were not related, and from any point of view, he could not feel sorry for the main god. So, where does this unbearable pain come from?

The flaming Tiratemis continued to fall downward, and at the very bottom, he finally broke through the invisible edge of space like a huge meteorite, causing ripples.

At this moment, through the ripples of space, Rogge glimpsed the other side of the heavenly realm.

It was also an incomparably vast space, with countless wings flickering in the flowing light. Those are angels. They were neatly arranged, their eyes closed, as if they were sleeping.

It's not strange to see angels, even if these are mid-level and above. The problem is that there are simply too many of them.

It's just a glimpse of the angels, how many thousands of angels Rogge sees?!

At this moment, Rogge's body suddenly weighed like a thousand pounds, and he could no longer float in the air, falling straight towards the countless angels below. Almost at the same moment, all the angels opened their eyes, and tens of thousands of mechanical and cold gazes fell on him at the same time!

"Ahh

Rogge let out a loud cry and sat up suddenly, only to realize that it was just a dream. He gasped, drenched in cold sweat. Wella sighed softly and reached out to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead for him.

Rogge gasped for a moment, looked at Wella, and said, "Those were not dreams just now...... You showed it to me, didn't you?"

Wella smiled lightly and said, "Yes, that's my memory in the Heavenly Realm." So ......"

Her jade-white hands suddenly bloomed with a faint golden light, these lights were not very powerful, but they were very wonderful, enough to put the powerhouses of the plane into a deep sleep. With a slight flick of her hand, Wella had already knocked on Rogge's forehead.

It's just that what Wella wants to do often gets an unexpected ending for Rogge, and this time is no exception. She hit Rogge on the forehead firmly, but she never expected that it would be herself who surged up with boundless sleep!

Before falling into the deepest sleep, Wella saw Rogge's familiar smile, which was both triumphant and concerned. Falling asleep with such a smile suddenly made her feel safe.

Rogge held her limp body and smiled and continued, "...... So there is no hope in this war, you want to put me into the spatial turbulence, and you will stay here to face the judgment of the gods of the heavenly realm, is that so? It's just that it's not me who should sleep in the spatial turbulence, but you. Hehe, you couldn't count me back then, let alone now. Courage is commendable, but it doesn't always work! You're tired, so go to sleep......"

Rogge picked up Wella, and walked step by step towards the bloody sunset as if stepping on an invisible staircase.

The sunset is like a veil, and the mountain wind is cold.

The sunset here is not the unset sun in the secret realm, and it will not be long before it sinks into the mountains.

There is evening, that is, there is morning.

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