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Chapter 8: "I'm back." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

I don't know how many people's dreams will echo in this voice tonight.

...... "Dead fatty, one day, will you fall in love with me?"

Floya sat in Rog's arms, her hands hooked around his neck, and a pair of turquoise eyes looked deeply into his eyes.

"Why not?" said Rogge, smiling. At this time, the left half of his face was hidden in the darkness, and the right half of his face was dyed an eerie red by the bright light that came through the window.

"Go, it's strange to believe you. Floya rested her head gently on Rog's shoulder and sighed faintly.

The room gradually fell silent, and Rogge gently stroked her soft blonde hair, staring out the window at the bright red that covered half of the sky, as if enjoying the rare silence, as if contemplating something.

"Dead Fat ......"

"Huh?"

"Remember...... Come back alive. ”

Rogge laughed and said, "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

Floya moved in his arms, put herself in a comfortable position, and murmured, "Because he's back, you're going to fight again, right?"

Rogge sighed and said, "Why can't I hide anything from you now?"

"Of course, people have heard his challenge declaration. However, I tried my best to practice dimensional meditation, and I only recovered to the thirteenth level of magic. I want to help you, I really don't know what day it will be. Floya spoke softly, as if she were talking about wanting to prepare dinner for Rogge.

Rogge frowned slightly, and said, "Strange, you shouldn't be able to hear his voice." ”

"I don't know, but I do hear it. ”

Rogge was silent for a moment, and then suddenly smiled: "I know that I am a little self-conscious, but I have to do something, I can't let people be scared to death like this." ”

"Well, I can't control you. But even if you want to work hard, you have to be more sure before you go!"

The little goblin raised his head, looked into Rogge's eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Actually, why should I worry about you! Anyway, you are not trying to fight for me." Tell you, if you don't come back alive this time, I'm going to run away with Milo!"

The fat man was a little angry, a little moved, and a little crying and laughing.

He squeezed the little goblin's ass so hard that she let out a low cry of pain before she said, "If you have a choice, who wants to fight hard? Come with me, I'll show you something." ”

Floya obediently stood up and followed Rog all the way to the residence of Theseus. The fat man had never been polite to the old fox, so he kicked the door open and walked in.

As soon as Floya followed Rog in, she saw the fat man suddenly turn around like a whirlwind, raise her hand and point, and let out a low snort. A pale yellow magical light flashed in the air, and the underground gnome appeared. It had been paralyzed, and while still in an escaping position, it fell straight from the air, snapped, and slammed to the ground.

The fat man walked to the door with a smile, raised the underground dwarf in front of him, and said, "Little thing, why are you again?"

"This can't be! I can hide and stealth even from the gods, how can you find out?" Gregory was still paralyzed, unable to resist at all. It was shocked and frightened for a while, and even directly howled out the doubts in its heart in the dragon language.

The fat man smiled and said, "You can indeed hide from the gods. It's a pity that I'm not a god, so you can't hide it from me. Got it?"

How could Gregory possibly understand?

But in front of the fat man's silver eyes, Gregory suddenly felt a tremble. These eyes are too similar to those of the master of Fengyue. It's not afraid of what the fat man will do to it, it's a big deal to find out the identity from the truth, and the owner of the owner will definitely not be too embarrassed about it. Gregory was worried about whether the owner of Fengyue would also be watching this side. With the omniscience and omnipotence of the owner of Fengyue, as long as he has a heart, it is naturally not difficult to know what he has said and done. If he says something that he shouldn't say, the anger of the master of Fengyue now, it is a real divine anger.

Thinking of this, the underground gnomes trembled more and more, and threw all the ambitions that acted as the masterminds behind the promotion of history out of the Nine Heavens Cloud, and forgot all the Yin Damage Sword Skills that had been initially cultivated after several hard work.

The fat man laughed, shook his hand, threw the underground dwarf far away, and said, "Forget it, I'll spare you again." ”

Hughes stood in the room, watching the scene, until Rogge closed the door, and then smiled: "Lord Rogge, your comprehension of power is becoming more and more subtle, it is really an eye-opener for me, a useless old fellow! Well, it seems that you need to celebrate it well." ”

The fat man came to Theseus, grabbed the good tea he had prepared for himself, drank it all, and then praised: "Good tea!"

A look of flesh pain was evident on Hughes's face, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he asked with some anger, "What's so good?"

"It's not quite clear yet, we'll have to have another drink to find out. The fat man casually picked up the teapot and poured himself another cup. It's just that before this cup of tea reached his mouth, he intercepted a jade hand that stretched out from the side.

Floya unceremoniously drank all the tea she had snatched, and then said, "Dead fatty, do you know what good tea is? What a waste of good things! Elder Theseus's good tea is, of course, only people like me who really know how to taste tea should drink it." ”

Hughes smiled wryly. If the thickness of the skin can also be divided by the strength level, then the pair in front of you is at least the main god-level characters.

Hughes coughed and said, "Since Lord Rogge has already tasted the tea, then I won't celebrate with you." ”

The fat man laughed, "Celebrate, celebrate, what's there to celebrate." I'm good at magic control, but can I compare it to him? No kidding. My control of power is too far from his, and my absolute power cannot be compared to his. Do I have any reason to be happy, you say?"

Xius said: "Lord Rogge, the path of pursuing power has a lot in common with the worldly struggle for power and profit, and it is not in a hurry. Compared to you, the speed at which your strength has increased is already very impressive, at least as far as I know, there are really few people who can compare to you in this regard. ”

"It's useless to compare yourself with yourself. Others won't wait for you to slowly cultivate your strength. The fat man smiled bitterly and said, "So I can only choose to take some risks." ”

Xiusi was stunned for a moment and said, "Lord Rogge, you don't want to ......"

The fat man said, "I just want to eat scrambled eggs." ”

"But......" said Theseus, who finally hesitated, "I think I have made it clear enough to you about the danger. You know, it already has a consciousness of its own, and it knows everything that is happening outside. ”

Rogge nodded and said, "I know it's dangerous, it's just, I'm a man, I have to do something, right?"

Hughes sighed and led Rog and Floya to the inner room. With a flick of his sleeve, he scattered a puff of black powder shining with a little bit of Venus, and a moment later, a mysterious magic array slowly appeared on the floor in the middle of the room.

This magic array is not exquisite, nor is it very cumbersome. Those rough lines, simple but powerful talismans, made Rogge feel that this must be a very old and strange magic array.

It's just that the fat man doesn't recognize any of the symbols that make up the magic array, and the back and forth flow of magic between the various magic symbols is also unpredictable.

Floya was also a master in terms of magic array knowledge, and she was surprised, obviously knowing nothing about this magic array.

A moment later, a surging wave of magical energy suddenly gushed out from the magic array! After this wave, a small spatial door appeared in the room. Hughes didn't say much, he bent down and burrowed into the spatial door that shone with blue-white light.

Rog and Floya followed into the spatial door. The space door suddenly lit up, spewing out a thick white mist, and disappeared. The room was back to its usual state, and nothing unusual happened.

Behind the space door, there was a strange space, empty, except for a simple altar in the center. The altar is surrounded by a pale gray ground that is not known to be made of. The ground is only a few tens of meters in circumference, and beyond that, there is a void.

The figures of the three appeared right in front of the altar. Flora looked around, her pretty face turned snow-white, and she couldn't help but ask, "Is this a parallel space?"

Xius nodded, and said ashamedly, "Her Highness Floya is indeed very knowledgeable. However, my old man has no skills, and I have little savings on hand, so I can only get such an extremely simple space out, so that I can put some private things in it. Actually, you see, I can't even build a guardrail, so don't go out of the ground. Once you fall into the spatial turbulence, then I am afraid that even the gods will not be able to save you. Alas, I'm ashamed to say that such a simple place can't compare to your Paradise Lost. ”

Floya's pretty face turned pale, she was really speechless, so she could only nod.

Rog was oblivious to everything, and his gaze hadn't left the altar for a moment since he entered.

A thick magical mist was rising on the simple altar, the mist was thick and heavy, and the silver dragon egg that had been lost for a long time was floating in the center.

Under the fumigation of the magical mist, the silver dragon egg exuded a soft and beautiful silver light throughout its body, and bursts of strong aura emanated from the egg from time to time. As if sensing Rogge's arrival, the silver dragon egg kept vibrating, and there was a faint immature but angry dragon moan inside!

Rogge had already detected with his spiritual power that under the seal of the altar magic, although the consciousness of the young dragon in the silver dragon egg had been completely awakened, it was still clear and yellow under the eggshell, and it was still in its most primitive state.

On this altar, the soul of the young dragon is imprisoned in an eternal prison, it can feel it, but it cannot break free from the shackles of fate.

The fat man took a deep breath and began to step onto the altar.

"Lord Rogge, you have seen the state of the dragon egg, so give up!" called Hughes.

Floya stood in place, her green eyes clearly reflecting Rogge's figure. In the midst of the blue waves, the fat man paused, then walked firmly up to the altar and stood under the dragon's egg.

Without seeing the fat man's movements, his body rose out of thin air and came to a place parallel to the dragon egg.

The dragon egg trembled violently, as if it were a challenge and a demonstration.

The fat man raised his left hand, suddenly shouted, and inserted it into the dragon egg like lightning! The moment he broke through the shell, a clear dragon groan suddenly came out of the dragon egg, which was full of joy!

Floya covered her face with her hands and turned away, not daring to look at the altar again.

In the breeze, which is not commensurate with the bitter cold of winter, the old Pope is standing on a long white stone staircase that reaches as many as 1,000 steps, looking out at the distant sky. Beside him, as usual, stood Augustus, the blood angel with a serious face.

Behind the Pope and the Blood Angel is a bizarre cathedral. Unlike the other square-shaped churches of the Church of Light, this cathedral is extremely elaborate, with floors of buildings staggered and countless angel statues decorating different celestial legends.

At the top of the church, above the angels and gods, at a height large enough to look down on countless planes, stood a statue of a god, the idol of the Most High God!

Such a cathedral is not only superior to all known halls in terms of refinement, but also to all the halls on the continent in its grandeur!

The cathedral is a kilometer in circumference, and the height is even a thousand meters, which really makes people wonder if there is any race other than those unfathomable gods in the heavenly realm, who has the ability to build such a temple that can only be described as a miracle?

There was indeed such a race on the continent, that is, thousands of years ago, the magic civilization dominated the entire continent, and the strong emerged one after another, and every hundred years, an empire of a great elf king with the power of a demigod would be produced.

Elven Empire!

And the predecessor of this temple was the Elven Empire's Great Elf Temple, which took hundreds of years to build with the power of the country.

During the period of the Elven Empire, the statues around the hall were all elven kings, and the top of the temple stood naturally the colossus of the god of elves and Hilo.

And at this moment, with the fall of the Elven Empire, this place has become a great temple of light dedicated to the supreme god and the main gods of the heavenly realm, and the statue of the god enshrined on the top of the temple has naturally been replaced by the supreme god.

This is perhaps the only image of the Supreme God on the continent that appears in a concrete form.

It's just that the statue of the god completely breaks through the cognition of ordinary people, if a person looks at it directly, he will suddenly find that no matter how hard he tries, it is impossible to see this statue clearly, and he will not be able to see the details clearly. But when you look away, out of the corner of your eye, you will find a majestic and sacred statue at the top of the Great Temple of Light.

If the fat man were to stand on this ground, he would probably be surprised again, for no matter how he snooped, he would not find anything on the roof of the temple. The only way to do this is to look directly at the statue with both eyes, but it is impossible to see the statue clearly.

It's just that...... The fat man didn't know what year and month he had the opportunity to stand in front of the Great Temple of Light.

The Great Temple was built on top of a steep peak, and the long white stone steps of thousands of steps were extremely high and wide, and they went down the peak, directly into the thick fog. Bursts of intense holy light poured out of the Great Temple like a waterfall, and then rushed down the peak, cleansing the filth and filth all the way until it ended in the sea of fog at the waist of the peak.

Around the temple, there are clouds and clouds. Above the temple, the sky is clear.

Such a place is no longer just a mortal scene, it is full of the majesty of God!

The Great Temple of Light itself, along with the space around it, which is not known to be wide, is also a parallel dimension like the altar of Theseus. It's just a shabby to the extreme, a grandiose beyond the limits of imagination, and that's it.

Even in the midst of a gentle breeze, the Pope seems to be on the verge of falling at any moment. But he insisted on standing at the end of the long staircase, as if he were going to wait forever.

"Your Majesty, go and rest, I'm afraid he won't come in a while. Augustus advised.

The Pope shook his head and gasped, "It doesn't matter, wait, he's coming." This time, my lord has come with the great splendor of the Lord God, and we must wait. This is the minimum of piety. ”

Augustus nodded and said no more.

The Pope didn't wait long.

The distant sky suddenly lit up a little bright red, and then as if the bottom of the heavenly pond was broken, a large area of bright red poured out from the broken place in the blue sky, and in the blink of an eye, it had already stained half of the sky.

In the midst of that indescribable color, Achilles, the legendary angel of light, slowly descended from the sky.

Those red eyes were so gorgeous, for a while, the whole world lost color in front of these two bright reds!

(To be continued)