Just as Elder Hughes temporarily scared the silver miracle Nicholas away, a delicate and ornate carriage drove briskly out of the Oracle City and galloped towards Dresden.

The carriage was very finely built, pulled by four strange creatures that looked like deer and horses, and the elves who drove it could see that they were also masters in this way. He steered the carriage through the completely roadless mountains, struggling to find a barely able way through the rough terrain.

The carriage was small, but it was suspended on two wheels, and it was always in good balance, no matter how the wheels rose and fell. When encountering a road surface that is really difficult to pass, the four-headed creature will exert force at the same time, take the whole carriage into the air, and glide through the air for a short distance before landing lightly and continuing to move forward.

In the carriage sat a beautiful elf, her long pale blonde hair was like a golden waterfall flowing slowly, her skin was as smooth as ivory, and her delicate face was faintly sad and tired. Perhaps vaguely sensing a chill, she shrunk her neck slightly, wrapping her thick clothes tighter again.

She was like a kitten, curled up in a ball by the cold, and looked weak, delicate, and pitiful.

But it looked like she was very tired from the long journey. Her body went limp, and she leaned lightly against a man sitting next to her.

The man was round, richly dressed, and had a kind face, and there was a faint sense of not being angry but threatening.

The person dressed as a great magician is none other than Rogge.

He moved to make the elf more comfortable, and smiled, "Tired, Wind Butterfly." But don't worry, soon we'll be able to get to the resting place. You see, it's only been a little over a month and you're already able to walk on the ground, so don't worry, your injuries will be completely healed. You've been in the City of Oracles for so long, you're bored, aren't you? ”

Feng Die was indeed a little tired, she closed her eyes slightly, and said, "Lord Rogge, you are so busy, you will always find time to come and see me." Aren't you afraid that I'll really fall in love with you and drag you to hell?"

Rogge laughed and said, "I'm afraid! Of course I'm afraid! But so many people want me to go to hell, and I'm still alive and well? ”

Wind Butterfly moved again, put herself in a more comfortable position, and whispered, "Lord Rogge, I know that you will treat me like this for Adjani's sake. But it's hard to say that my martial arts skills can't be restored, and if they can't be restored, then I'm no different from an ordinary elf. You've never done useless things, and you've wasted so much time on me, so you might as well put more effort into Androni and Floya! they'll help you more, won't they?"

Rogge gently stroked Wind Butterfly's slender and beautiful ears and smiled, "How could I be that kind of person?"

"Obviously, you are. Wind Butterfly's voice grew lower and lower, and finally, she leaned on Rogge and fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at the sleeping little face of the wind butterfly, Rogge felt a trace of peace and tranquility surprisingly. His nerves, which had been tense all the time, slowly relaxed. The cabin is warm, luxurious and comfortable, in sharp contrast to the snow-capped peaks outside the window. Roger listened to the long breathing of the wind butterfly, and gradually felt a trace of fatigue himself.

Before falling asleep, Rogge suddenly hoped that this beautiful journey would be longer, longer.

"Let go of yourself, open your whole heart to him, trust him completely, rely on him......" In the deepest part of Wind Butterfly's consciousness, a voice is echoing repeatedly......

Rog's return to Oracle City this time wasn't just to bring back Wind Butterfly.

Theseus had already told him everything about Nicholas's revenge, including the fact that Nicholas had mastered the ultimate transfiguration and could incarnate as a seiren or an elf at any time. In addition to Nicholas's true strength, Hughes told the truth.

What Hughes said to Rog was that Nicholas seemed to be stronger than Chrisferena, and that's it. Of course, this sentence is strictly scrutinized, and it is also a truth. After hearing this, Rogge's heart was a lot more settled, and in his heart, he faintly felt that if there were two people in the Holy Domain guarding him, this silver dragon would have to escape.

And if there is a person in the Sanctuary by his side, it is not impossible to fight with Nicholas. Now Fengyue has stabilized her position in the other world, although he commanded her not to move, but if she really has a small life and worries, he still has this confidence that Fengyue will not sit idly by.

Rog didn't know if Nicholas would still be able to maintain the terrifying defense of the silver dragon form after using the Advanced Transfiguration Technique to change the Chengren class. However, according to Hughes, the Advanced Transfiguration can completely transform into a target creature, and can have all the special surnames of the target creature, and at the same time, the special surnames before the transformation can also be strengthened to a large extent on the target creature. But no matter what, it is impossible for Nicholas to completely replicate all of the special surnames of the silver dragon after being reduced in size. If that's the case, the miniature version of the silver dragon will really be invincible. In this way, in fact, after using the transformation process, Nicholas's overall strength has not improved, but has decreased. The good thing is that after the transformation, the silver dragon immediately turned from light to dark, and it became extremely difficult to guard.

Fortunately, listening to what Theseus said, Nicholas has not been out of Moonlight Dragon City for more than three hundred years, and must know nothing about humans or elves, which may be the only point that can be exploited.

"Besides, how does it know that I killed its wife? Thinking of this, Rogge made a lot of determination. Of course, the fat man didn't know that the glorious image of him surrounded by seven magical light shields had already been deeply engraved in the depths of Nicholas's soul.

This time back to the City of Oracles, Rogge mainly wanted to see how the latest research of the Immortal Tree Tribe, which was good at architecture, was prepared. Several new spells have recently been developed, and after initial experimentation, Rogge is extremely pleased with the results. After that, we only wait for the battle and let the enemy suffer a little.

After a winter, the elves' griffins have finally adapted to the northern climate and can move normally. Rog suddenly had a dozen more flying scouts and liaison soldiers. As for the other divine beasts of the various tribes, they were either frozen to death in the harsh winter, or barely survived, and were struggling to adapt to the climate of the northern country, and they were not of much use for the time being.

He wanted to see Windbutterfly and leave, but Theseus insisted that he take Windbutterfly to Dresden. Wind Butterfly was completely unable to withstand such a rush when he first recovered from his serious injury, but Hughes built such a carriage to come out, making even a trip in the barren mountains and mountains a rare enjoyment.

The base of the carriage was engraved with a double magic circle, one to reduce weight and the other to maintain balance. The elves' exquisite craftsmanship is perfectly reflected in this carriage, which remains roughly level regardless of the position of the two wheels. There is also a magic array hidden on the floor of the carriage, and the heat slowly comes from under the feet, which makes people extremely comfortable in this harsh winter. When the hot summer comes, the magic array on the roof of the carriage will be activated, and the cool air will turn the carriage into a heavenly paradise.

In addition, the four-headed seven-colored deer pulling the cart was originally a very powerful animal in the forest, and it is said that it is also related to the unicorn a little bit of blood, and is one of the mythical beasts of the seven-colored deer tribe. If you want to use them to pull a cart, only elves or druids who have been trained for years can do it.

Of course, the elves' artistic taste is unparalleled in the world. Even if you don't consider the value of the jewelry itself, the handiwork alone is definitely worth a lot. Hughes was well aware of Rogge's habits, and in the eyes of connoisseurs, this carriage under the cover of implication knew at a glance that it was priceless and extravagant.

At this point, there is no reason for Rogge not to like this carriage, and there is no reason not to take Wind Butterfly away.

A day later, the magical car took Rogge and Butterfly back to Dresden.

Although the Principality of Alei is a small country, the old head of the Grand Duke's Mansion has seen a lot of good things for more than 30 years, and he was still shocked when he saw this carriage parked at the gate of the Grand Duke's Mansion. The old manager was stunned for a long time, and it was not until Rog opened the door that he reacted, and rushed to the carriage at a speed far faster than the young servant, to personally serve the great magician Lord Rogge. Judging from the speed of these dozens of meters of sprint, it is completely impossible to see that he is already an old man in his sixties.

When Rogge helped the slightly lazy and tired Wind Butterfly out of the car, Wind Butterfly's beautiful face once again shocked everyone present.

When Wind Butterfly followed Rogge in the past, he always hid the appearance of Allure under his helmet, and he was always wearing battle armor, which made him look more heroic than beautiful. But this time she didn't hide her face, and her serious injuries had not healed, and she couldn't wear any battle armor, and she finally showed her unparalleled elegance in a gorgeous dress.

The boss was the first to react. He has seen too many beautiful elves around Rogge, and there is also a peerless beauty Floya. The more beauties you see, the less shock you have.

Although he was a little strange about Lord Rog's single return, thinking about the bandits on the road, if he had the idea of such a great magician, it was naturally due to bad luck.

Rogge helped the wind butterfly to his room. The old steward and more than a dozen maids and servants followed closely behind, lest they be served inadequately. The head of the Grand Duke's Mansion was not low, and even Xilai wanted to slap him a little. But he is in his sixties, and he desperately hopes to live three or five more years. A great magician like Rogge was clearly his hope. What's more, the Grand Duke's Mansion has a new owner, and it is the time when the old people should go and the new people want to come. In order to hold the position in front of him, the old manager has already spelled out all this old bones, and has taken out all the skills of serving the Grand Duke Tikrick when he was young.

"Where's Adele?" asked Roger casually.

"She's going to inspect a batch of newly crafted knives. It's not that I'm talkative, but she's pregnant, and she has to work so hard every day, which is not good for the child. The old manager replied.

Rogge nodded, he had already understood Adele's fanaticism for power. As for whether the child in her womb is dead or alive, Rogge will never care.

After settling the Wind Butterfly, Rogge went to the newly built temple of the Eye of Wisdom alone.

Today is the date that the Eye of Wisdom made an appointment with Rogge. On this day, for the first time, St. Mora will summon the goddess Odrech to come to earth in the new temple.

Rogge, dressed in civilian clothes, stood silently in front of the new temple of the Eye of Wisdom for a long time.

After meeting Rogge, Mora immediately chose a huge mansion in the north of the city as the site of a new temple. The mansion originally belonged to a well-known and wealthy merchant of the Holy Alliance, and it would have cost a lot of money to buy it. When Rogge heard about this, he just smiled. Even if the Eye of Wisdom could afford the money, whether the man would sell it or not was another matter. Based on his impressions, Rogge decided that the Eye of Wisdom would not be too rich. Not long has passed now, how can this church, which looks like a cult, make a fortune so quickly?

But the news that came soon took Rogge by surprise.

It didn't take a penny for the Eye of Wisdom to take ownership of the mansion. The reason is simple, St. Mora inspired the rich merchant!

After this, Rog went to Froya to meet the rich merchant quietly. "He's got a natural charm. The goblin, who is a master of magic, has come to a conclusion.

The effect of natural charm is far longer than that of ordinary magic magic, and the power is by no means comparable to that of ordinary magic. This ability is extremely rare, and as far as Rogge knows, only a few high-level forest elves possess such an innate skill. It's a bit incredible that this ability should appear in a human woman. It seems that Mora has a bit of forest fairy blood in her. In this way, it makes sense that the Eye of Wisdom has developed so quickly in the Duchy of Leighton. At least Audrech had chosen the right oracle for herself.

But this ability is destined to be ineffective in Rogge, who is so determined that he is almost paranoid. However, there are a few ordinary people who have undergone all kinds of trials like Rogge, let alone have an incomparably large amount of spiritual power like him.

In a short period of time, the Eye of Wisdom completely transformed the mansion into the appearance of a temple. The speed of this transformation can almost be described as a miracle. But just consider the frenzied work of thousands of people working day and night, and you should not be surprised by this rate.

Rogge mingled in the crowd, silently watching the miraculously rising temple of the Eye of Wisdom. The whole temple appears tall, heavy, and calm. But the huge blood-dripping eyes on the front made Rogge faintly uncomfortable. With this mark, the entire temple smelled of evil.

Compared to the huge main hall, the extremely large courtyard is also the reason why Mora is interested in this place. The Eye of Wisdom has announced that today will be the coming of the true God. Now the whole courtyard was so crowded with people that Rogge estimated that there were nearly 10,000 people! So one out of every ten people in Dresden was crowded here.

From what these people said, Rogge knew that there were many people who came to see the excitement, and most of them were skeptical of the true God coming as claimed by the Eye of Wisdom. In the era when the Church of Light gradually dominated the continent, the small sects were becoming more and more sad.

The time of advent is near.

Saint Mora had already appeared at the gate of the main hall, and behind her, dozens of black-robed retinues. These people were still as Rogge had seen, most of their faces were hidden under the hat of the black robe, and they looked mysterious.

"A cult is a cult!" Rogge was originally a little amused, but then he sensed that the eight people behind Mora had not weak magic fluctuations, and he couldn't laugh a little. It seems that the family background of the Eye of Wisdom is not thin!

At this moment, the courtyard is already full of people.

When the Virgen Mora appeared, the crowd fell silent, waiting for her to announce the beginning of the ceremony. But Mora stood silent, her eyes searching the crowd consciously or unconsciously, as if looking for someone.

Rogge quietly used his brute force and squeezed forward easily and quietly.

Rog had the heart to test Mora's strength and began to use his magic power. Seeing that Mora was completely unresponsive, he relieved himself and smiled slightly.

Suddenly, Mora's face was beaming, and her clear gaze fell on Rogge's body!

Rog's heart was beating wildly, and he had no idea how Mora had found himself among nearly 10,000 people. Could it be that she really received the oracle?

As soon as he thought of the dreamy woman in the gray robe and silver eyes, the fat man couldn't help but sweat, and his legs were a little weak.

"Grandma, Lao Tzu is here to talk about conditions, not to fight! I'm afraid...... Afraid of her! Even if it's a fight, Lao Tzu can't do anything at all!" Rogge secretly cheered himself up.

He said that he came prepared today, and he still had a hole card in his hand.

Androni and Floya have seen a lot of this cult's séance ritual, and they are not interested at all. Rogge just didn't want to let them come. Irog said that the power of Audrech that they had seen was of no use even if they were present. Only the Sanctuary could possibly confront Audreyh.

"If the old thing from Hughes is here, maybe it can handle it. This old fox is mysterious, and one day, Lao Tzu will squeeze out all his old bottoms. Rogge thought to himself.

In the crowd, a cleric with the eye of wisdom gestured to Rog, and then struggled through the crowd towards the side door of the temple.

Rogge raised his head to the sky, faintly sensed the breath of Fengyue, and finally settled in his heart.

The fat man mustered up his courage and followed the guide of the Eye of Wisdom and disappeared into the side door of the temple.

The main entrance of the temple was originally a 10-meter-high hall that could be used for large banquets and balls, but it has been greatly expanded to become the main place of prayer and worship for the faithful. Because it had just been completed, the smell of wood and paint were still in the air.

Those who are qualified to sit in the chapel at this moment are the most devout Christians who have joined the Eye of Wisdom. Before God, faith is the only measure of everything.

Rogge, led by the guide, went directly to the altar at the back through the side door. The prayer room where the altar is located was built with several rooms open up so that it could accommodate a huge summoning magic array.

The guide led Rog to the altar and said, "Dear Lord Rog, the great Goddess Audrech has sent an oracle through the Mora Maiden, and you are the only one who can stay here when she comes. I am going out now, and I ask you to wait for the coming of the true God. My lord, in the eyes of wisdom, apart from the three or five people who have seen the true God, you are the only one who can see the true God!

Between the words, the guide was extremely envious.

Rogge was noncommittal. He had already seen Odrech, but unfortunately he was so scared that in hindsight, although he was a person who had seen the true God, he still knew almost nothing about God. Perhaps the most knowledgeable person in the world about God should be the Pope, right? I don't know how many advent angels are hidden in his Church of Light.

He set his mind and calmly waited for the sacred moment to come.

There was a sudden silence between heaven and earth.

The nearly 10,000 noisy crowd inside and outside the temple suddenly sensed something at the same time, and they all closed their mouths, their eyes involuntarily focused on the big blood-dripping eyes on the temple.

In the silence, a little boy's high-pitched voice suddenly sounded: "I saw it! That eye blinked! I saw it! I saw ......" and he was immediately covered by his panicked mother. The simple woman hastened to pray, and as to whether the prayer was related to the goddess Audrech, she did not care so much.

Everyone's eyes outside the temple were focused on that huge eye. This time, everyone clearly felt that the eye was looking down on the people below as if it had come to life.

People were so frightened that their mouths opened wide and they couldn't speak.

A little milky white light lit up in the pupils of that huge eye, and in the blink of an eye, this little light was already dazzling!

Some of the devout believers were so excited that they fell to their knees, tears welling up in their eyes, and their mouths were chanting a prayer in praise of the goddess Audrech.

At this moment, the entire temple of the Eye of Wisdom began to glow with holy light. It was as if there had been a landslide and tsunami in the temple, and the holy power was endlessly rising!

Divine power is like the sea.

One by one, divine power poured out from the Temple of Wisdom Eyes, washing everyone's ** and souls. In the divine power of the stormy heavens, people panicked, as if they had sunk into the deepest sea on a stormy night. However, when the divine wave passed, they found themselves safe again.

Divine power is like flames.

The milky white divine light flame rose from the top of the temple and sprayed straight into the air for tens of meters before it gradually dissipated. In the huge divine flame, there were dozens of little angels flying.

Suddenly, an incomparably loud chant sounded from the depths of everyone's soul, and the chant was so loud and loud that there was no noise in the world!

Everything came and went suddenly.

Hush.

A cold, icy voice with arrogance that does not belong to this world resounded in the depths of everyone's soul:

"Whoever believes in me will be saved. ”

In the presence of such divine might, all the people trembled and fell to the ground, and even more of the godly wept with excitement, and they were embarrassed to be so close to the true God in their lifetimes.

"Faithful!" cried out the Virgen Mora, whose melodious voice was like a sacred and solemn aria, "the great goddess Audrech has just descended into this world! We have felt the majesty and splendor of God with our souls! Let us now remember this moment and praise the great goddess Audrech!"

A ray of light rose from Mora's feet. In the pillar of holy light, Mora slowly rose into the air, her eyes bloomed with two points of golden light, and her long golden hair flew in the pillar of holy light without wind!

Mora's voice became incomparably long, long, and solemn, with an endless aftermath that shook everyone's heart.

Natural allure.

With the support of the huge holy power, Mora's natural ability was enhanced several times. Every time she recited a praise of Audreych, someone would repeat it.

In a matter of moments, the sound of a uniform hymn to the goddess Audrech resounded over Dresden.

As for the most devout believers in the inner hall of the temple, they were in the center of the surging of holy power, and they all fell to the ground reverently, desperately trying to engrave every bit of the experience they had just experienced in the depths of their memories.

There was only one man, inside and outside the temple, who was neither rejoicing nor excited, but who had only unspeakable fear.

Rog mustered all his courage and desperately tried to hold his knees, which were getting weaker and softer, so as not to fall to the ground. He was so brave that he could barely make eye contact with Audreych, who was floating in the air in a gray robe, staring at him silently.

"I'm here to talk about conditions, not to fight!" the fat man repeatedly cheered himself up in his heart.

The black-haired and silver-eyed Audreych was as beautiful as a dream, and Rogge's gaze wanted to stay on her face for a while, but he always involuntarily tilted to the side.

"Rude. Audrech broke the silence, and the anger in her cold voice made Rog's hairs stand on end.

"Great....... great Audrech, though you are an incomparably noble God, but ....... I am not a believer in you. You should inspire me with your kindness and forgiveness so that I may serve the Eye of Wisdom. However, I refuse to offer my faith to any god. Rogge stammered in the first few sentences, but when he got to the back, he thought that the words had already been said anyway, and he turned his heart sideways, and the more he spoke, the more fluent he became.

He thought back to the time when he met Odrech, and vaguely felt that she had no intention of killing him, so he was a little more emboldened, and he was able to continue bargaining.

A small storm condensed between Audrech's eyebrows, and Rogge's mouth was dry, and his heart almost stopped beating.

"What do you want?"

Rogge's voice became very dry: "Great Audreych, you are a true god! You ....... you will not be embarrassed to do it to me yourself, will you......? It's going to be very shi-identious. ”

The fat man immediately remembered that the goddess didn't seem to care much about her identity and face. Although she didn't do it, she did do do it, and it was definitely not light. Maybe it was a light kick in the eyes of the gods, but with the physique of the fat monster, the butt was really swollen for several days.

As soon as he thought of that kick, Rogge's heart fluttered, and he couldn't suppress his lust, and couldn't help but look at Odrech's feet.

Sure enough, it was still a pair of barefoot feet that were as bright as ice and snow.

Immediately, a milky white light lit up on the toes, burning Rogge's eyes into a burning pain, and for a moment, he couldn't see anything.

Rogge closed his eyes, held back his exclamation, and finally opened his eyes. His eyes were already red and swollen, and tears were streaming down his face. Afraid of angering Odrech again, he stared straight at Audrech's silver eyes. It's a pity that in the tears, her face has become blurred.

The fat man put on the most flattering smile and said, "Respected goddess, I have already learned your divine might! I have no intention of offending you! But your beauty is really not what this world should be, so I will be rude! Then again, if you don't lose your temper when you see your beauty, then it is really rude and offensive! Ah! Don't be angry, I'll get down to business." As a lowly holder of secular power, I will assist your followers and your religion in everything I can to preach freely in the territories under my jurisdiction, including, of course, my present and future territories. But as your faithful and humble servant, will you give me a little reward?"

"What do you want?" she asked faintly.

Rogge perked up and said, "Devout believers are priceless. And I'm just a lowly layman, and I want nothing more than a little bit of faith, gold. In return for my full support for the Eye of Wisdom, I would like to levy a small tax on the income generated by the Church in my territory......"

Audrech's calm gaze made Rogge feel uncomfortable, and he always felt that this goddess did not seem to be easy to deceive.

He hurriedly said: "Of course, of course, this tax can also be exempted. In order to better protect your believers, can you give me dozens... No, a dozen ...... Of course, a dead man can't protect your followers, and although I'm a good magician, there are too many strong among my enemies, can you give me one or two more powers? If you're afraid of trouble, then the natural charm of the Mora Holy Maiden is not bad! Also, if my life is threatened, you won't sit idly by, right?"

The fat man's wishful thinking is very good, if there is a true god who can descend into the world to support him, then what silver dragon, what kind of sky wrath, how can it be put in his eyes? Once there is the blessing of the true god, then the wrath of the sky will provoke itself, even if it does not provoke itself.

Think about it, with a goddess who has descended directly by his side, who does he have to fear? In the past hundred years, those gods who have been believed in by the world for a long time have never heard of anyone who has personally descended into this world.

Rogge couldn't help but start to be proud in his heart, he counted his enemies one by one, and finally thought of the Pope, and his heart suddenly struck.

"You are not afraid to lie to me so bluntly. Odrech condensed the storm between his brows, and this time there was already thunder and lightning shining in the dark storm.

Rogge's legs were weak, but he stood firmly, trembling, and said, "Great Audreyhe, although your divine power and miracles are great, they are still very inferior to the miracles of the supreme god of the Church of Light. And I, who am also a great magician who is not weak, have just come to develop your followers, then my assistance is very important to you. That's not a lot of money, is it?"

After saying this, he was already sweating profusely.

"If you are so disrespectful, aren't you afraid that I will punish you?"

Rogge raised his head suddenly, and said, "Great goddess, although I am only a humble mortal, I am not completely powerless to resist. ”

"Of course I do. Audrech suddenly smiled softly, and at this moment the room seemed to brighten, and the entire temple shook slightly, and Rog felt dizzy again.

"You're so bold because they're here, right?"

Audrech's slender hand pointed in the air and whispered, "Summoned!"

In Rogge's stunned eyes, the bone dragon and the wind and moon with a demon lotus suddenly emerged from the void, as if they had been pulled out by an invisible giant hand.

Of course, the fat man didn't know that the demon lotus at this moment was completely empty.

"Bondage!"

The demon lotus, who had just raised the scythe of death like lightning, stopped and was completely frozen in the air, as if it had never moved.

Rogge only felt a bitter chill come out of his heart, and his teeth began to tremble uncontrollably.

Audreich's slender hand slowly drew a graceful arc from the air......

"Disperse!"

"God, I didn't mean to offend you......" the bone dragon wailed and disappeared into the void.

The demon lotus struggled a few times, and gradually distorted and blurred, and finally disappeared.

Rog tried desperately in his mind to summon Fengyue and the Bone Dragon, but of course, he didn't get any response.

As he said, Odrech slowly flew in front of Rogge.

Looking at her dreamy face, the fat man was still standing, but he was already frightened.

"You're afraid of me?"

"Gegege!"

"We can talk about it again. One of the ways in which people in this world are religious, well, what's that?"

"Gege!"

"You're right, it's a donation, so are you willing to donate?"

Rogge nodded desperately!

"Good. Your donation is set at 200,000 gold coins a year for the time being! You are very capable, and Mora will ask for your opinion on every step of the development of the Eye of Wisdom in the future. ”

With a slight smug chuckle, Odrech's figure finally vanished.

The frightened Rog could no longer support it, his legs went limp, and he sat down on the ground.

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