The world of the dead.

In a vast forest, a strange scream echoed.

Fengyue's figure disappeared in the forest, and every time it flashed, it would cross a distance of tens of meters. The bone dragon completely dissolved into a shadow, dragging a long band of blue-black light, whistling through the forest.

At first glance, Gregory is much faster than Fengyue. But it tried its best, but it could barely keep up with the figure that appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Fengyue suddenly stopped, she looked up to the sky, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Gregory made a sharp stop, floating in the air behind Feng Yue, two pairs of translucent thin wings behind him waving slowly, the front pair was crystal blue, and the back pair was inky dark black.

The bone dragon was surprisingly quiet, it floated silently in mid-air, staring nervously at Fengyue.

There was suddenly an indescribable smell in the otherworldly sky, as if every drop of water was a little heavier. All the undead creatures disappeared without a trace, the clouds in the sky rippled strangely and delicately, and the trees that had been dead for an unknown number of years seemed to be unbearable to this gloomy atmosphere.

The wind suddenly stopped!

Fengyue's wings suddenly opened, and the sudden increase in gravity caused the surrounding space to distort in an instant!

More than a dozen ghosts appeared and were involuntarily sucked towards Fengyue! When they were still more than ten meters away from Fengyue, the strongest ghosts were twisted into a wisp of smoke by Fengyue's breath.

After clearing these eyeliners, Fengyue pulled a feather from the wing with his backhand, and with a flick of his fingers, the feather slashed through the sky like lightning!

In the second half of the flight, a faint white light begins to emit from the feathers.

The holy light grew brighter and brighter, and later, a small feather burned like a brilliant meteor, piercing the otherworldly sky!

Fengyue, who was still in the forest, suddenly began to lean forward, and finally floated horizontally in the air, her silver eyes staring in the direction perpendicular to the trajectory of the feather.

The bone dragon's expression became tense, its body also arched, and the two pairs of thin wings vibrated rapidly, and the blue and black light gradually became obvious.

There was a sudden fluctuation in the sky, a huge magic array flashed, and an endless terrifying aura fell from the sky!

Several huge black shadows walked out of the magic circle one after another, roaring angrily and eagerly chasing in the direction where the feather flew.

Fengyue's wings suddenly retracted, and with a soft sound, the figure disappeared! The brilliance on the bone dragon's body also lit up suddenly, and it chased down in the direction pointed out by its master like lightning.

In the blink of an eye, the master and servant were already hundreds of kilometers away.

The kings' angry spirit fluctuations weaved back and forth in the air, and they had already realized that they had been deceived, and the six huge black shadows turned back and scurried away in the opposite direction of the feather's flight.

At the foreground is a gigantic rotting dragon, the sound of its wings flapping can be heard even on the ground!

Just as the kings swept past the place where the feathers were thrown by the wind and moon, the wind and moon in the distance also turned around at the same time, turned around and flew in the direction where the feathers fell......

No sooner had he stepped through the door of his room in the Elven Temple than Rogge stopped. He shook suddenly, and his face turned snow-white.

Adjani, who came up, was startled, she helped Rogge, and asked urgently, "Rogge, are you okay?"

Rogge closed his eyes, rubbed his temples, and said slowly, "I'm fine! ”

He carefully felt the silver thread in the depths of his soul that led to a distant otherworld, but he didn't find anything out of the ordinary.

Rogge opened his eyes, smiled slightly, patted Adjani's little face lightly, and said, "Okay, it's okay." I'm very dirty now, you take a shower with me, then pack up my things, and we leave for Dresden. ”

Adjani's pretty face suddenly turned red.

At this time, Wind Butterfly's cold voice sounded beside Rogge: "Master, you're back!"

Rogge looked at the beautiful wind butterfly, stroked her ears, and said, "You can wash it too!"

Wind Butterfly's face turned red all of a sudden, but she still managed to calm herself and replied in a low voice, "Yes, master." ”

The elves' habit of enjoying is evident in Zhaoye's bedroom, which is large enough to accommodate a dozen people, and the walls are decorated with intricate patterns, most of which tell the story of Shiloh's miracles.

Rogge reclined in the hot tub with his eyes closed, his eyes slightly closed, and his whole body relaxed.

Adjani and Butterfly each wrapped a wide towel around their bodies, Adjani rubbed Rogge's legs, and Butterfly massaged Rogge's head and shoulders.

Although the two elven women are soft and delicate, their martial arts skills are excellent, and the strength on their fingers can penetrate the bones for three points. They were also well aware of the human anatomy, and their jade fingers were everywhere, making Rogge moan slightly in comfort.

However, Rogge's mind was full of things, and he was desperately calculating the order of things to do, the time it would take, the likelihood of success, and the remedies, alternatives, etc.

The three sacrifices of the temple were originally the objects that had to be dealt with quickly, but for the three sacrifices who had mastered at least the fourth-level divine arts, Rogge really loved and hated, and was reluctant to kill.

But the priests who are naturally obedient to Hilo are inherently resistant to erosion. Even for Rumsfeld, Rogge was in danger of really disturbing his calm state of mind and breaking his will at the last moment, so that a near-perfect Shadow Knight appeared.

But against the stubborn sacrifices, this trick will not work. The spiritual power consumed by erosion is surprisingly huge, and just picking up one Rumsfeld has made Rogge completely exhaust all his spiritual power, and it is definitely not possible to use erosion to deal with Zhao Ye.

Rogge suddenly found himself facing a new problem: his mental strength was not enough to support him to continue to launch erosion!

In the past, when he used his spiritual power to launch magic or spiritual shocks, Rogge's huge spiritual power was almost inexhaustible, and he never imagined that one day his mental power would be overwhelmed!

But Rog didn't know how to increase mental power. It's just that when meditation improves the magic power, the mental power will also increase slightly.

He couldn't help but worry.

But for some reason, Rogge always had a faint uneasiness in his heart, as if something very important had been overlooked. But the situation was too complicated at the moment, and he really couldn't calm down and think carefully about what the problem was. The only way to do this is to clean up the mess left by the temple as soon as possible.

Rog was by no means a person who thought so selflessly for the elves, but the elves of the City of Oracles were the greatest force he had ever wielded. As early as when he was a gangster, Rogge understood the importance of group fighting. In order to completely grasp this power, he must play this divine envoy who does not know whether it is true or not, and arrange the fate and future of the elven race.

Having done so much for the elves, Rogge has never regretted it. If it weren't for the elves at the critical moment of life and death, how could it be his turn to be a human to dictate and give orders?

There is no such thing as a free lunch, and Rogge has long understood this.

Thinking of the Pope's completely untraceable Great Prophecy, the endless Knights of Light, the terrifying strength and number of Templars, the many Advent Angels hidden in the shadows, and the Death Reaper's piercing sword, and the strength of the Ninth Knight Heinrich across all dimensions, Rogge suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

He leapt from the hot water, startling the two stunning elven beauties.

He took a bath towel and wiped his body clean, and said to the two stunned elves: "I'm resting! Pack up your things, and we'll leave for Dresden at once! Inform Frey and let him come as soon as possible!"

Frey was essential at this time.

Rogge already knew what had happened, and he also knew that Amy and the Grim Reaper who assassinated him were from the Northern Druid Alliance. Frey is the only son of the Great Druid of the North, the Wrath of the Skies, and with him, no matter what, the other party will have to be bogeyed.

When it's really critical, Frey will be a good shield and hostage!

"I'm sorry, brother, but I must live now!" thought to Rogge, as he put on his armor and put on his armor.

It didn't take long for the two elven women to make their own preparations.

Rogge looked at Adjani and asked, "Are the two Divine Caste Swords I brought from the Central Mountain Range still there?"

Adjani said, "Yes, Lord Rogge. You've got your stuff to your collection. ”

There was a silver glint in Rogge's eyes, and he looked Adjani up and down a few times, and muttered, "Your sword is too bad now." Go for the sword marked Cloud Slash, it's more suitable for you. ”

"As for you!" Rog looked at Wind Butterfly, took off the huge wheel saw on her back, and said coldly, "This is the first lesson I taught you." ”

As he spoke, Rog took out a small leather bag and poured out several drops of purple-black liquid from it, which dropped onto the wheel saw. The turquoise light on the wheel saw immediately dimmed, and gradually, a strange purple-red light came through.

"This is a poison condensed by human resentment and fear, and it has great poisonous and maddening powers. Your sawsaw is now a formidable weapon. It doesn't taste very good, but it will be fine in a few days. ”

Smelling a disgusting smell on the wheel saw, Wind Butterfly almost fainted. She barely put the wheel saw on her back, her little face turned pale, and she almost fainted.

Rogge ignored the wind butterfly and walked quickly downstairs. Adjani and Butterfly hurried to follow.

There was chaos downstairs, and the warriors of the Dark Side of the Moon received an urgent order and were galloping towards the temple from all parts of the Oracle City.

Moments later, the remaining four hundred Moon Darkside warriors assembled in front of the temple.

Rogge looked at the most elite elven warriors single-handedly with satisfaction, and months of brutal fighting had brought a murderous aura to their handsome faces.

Rogge didn't say anything, just waved his hand, and rode his horse to Dresden, followed by Adjani and Windbutterfly, followed by the warriors of the Dark Side of the Moon.

In the distance, Shangxius, the highest floor of the House of Elders, was looking at the elven warriors who were pouring out of the city gate like a tide, and took a sip of wine proudly:

"It's really a young man, hehe! hey, hey, it looks like my old man has to work harder! Teleport...... Fortunately, all the little guy has to deal with is group teleportation. Damn! It's really going to give me a problem! Tut! Interfering with level 10 magic, isn't this going to kill me? This fat boy has a lot of secrets, hmph, my old man is so wise, see how long you can still ignore me?"

In these days, Dresden was very calm, but there was a wave of uneasiness in the calm.

The commoners had no way of knowing the secrets of the great nobles and the court, but they smelled something from the abnormal behavior of the nobles. These days, there are many noble lords who move their family assets out of Dresden, and many of them are done in secret. The usual smiles on the faces of many small and medium-sized officials are gone.

A dignitary like the State Minister, Hirai, naturally knew what the source of all this uneasiness was.

The Duke of Annas and his hunting party fled from the central mountain range in a hurry, and it is said that the originally beautiful and rich elven capital has turned into a dead city at some point, and countless soldiers and adventurers have seen the terrifying sight of the demon resurrecting! The blood cloud in the sky clearly shows that the demon comes from the dead world of blood and bones, and it also takes the lives of thousands of soldiers and adventurers with incomparably evil and terrifying necromantic magic!

These days, Healai has repeatedly thought about what Rog had said about using the blood of the elves to suppress demons, and his hair has turned gray a lot. This old fox, who has been rolling in power for many years, knows the depth and horror of this new court archmagician. He instinctively felt that such a figure would never die so simply.

Healai suddenly remembered an old story.

In ancient times, a wise emperor, in order to test the loyalty of his subordinates, deliberately pretended to be seriously ill. So the usually half-hearted princes jumped out one after another, and when they were almost done, the emperor suddenly regained his health and wiped out the restless people.

What if Rogge doesn't die?!

Helai broke out in a cold sweat! Pretending to be dead couldn't be easier for a great magician!

His hands trembled, and he grabbed a glass of ice water and drank it down. The cold water calmed his fear a little. With years of experience in political struggles, Healai knew that if Rogge really didn't die, as the archmagician of the court and the husband of Princess Adele, he was afraid that he would set off another bloody storm in Dresden. A small country like the Principality of Are, even if it is a nation, may not be the opponent of a terrifying magician like Rogge. All kinds of information in the hands of Xilai show that the troops led by the Duke of Anas have caused heavy losses to the elves this time, and although they are defeated, it is not surprising that they were defeated at the hands of demons. What's more, more than 200 elven captives will still make Anas rich.

This great enemy, Rogge will definitely take revenge.

Heilé calmed down, and he couldn't help but resent Carlos's cowardice. After Rogge's mysterious death, he was frightened by the Three Highlands behind Duke Anas, so he obediently offered the elves' hands. Regardless of whether the demon will be resurrected because of this, but if Rogge is just pretending to be dead, then with his methods, it will not be much less terrifying than the demon.

After thinking about it, Hillas felt more and more that Rogge's surname was more likely to be not dead. This instinct for political danger was an important reason for his persistence for many years.

He paced back a few steps, deciding that he still had to do a little more preparation. Compared to the cowardly Carlos, he decided to bet more chips on the side of the ruthless Rogge.

The old state secretary pulled the bell and instructed the butler who came in: "Go find someone who is smart, and ask the palace manager to come to me once today no matter what, I have something important to discuss!"

It was late at night.

The palace steward, wrapped in a tight cloak, quietly slipped out the back door of the younger brother of the Hirai Mansion. There was already a horse-drawn carriage with no markings and a modest style waiting there. The steward jumped into the carriage and drove away.

Watching the carriage disappear at one end of the long street, Healai felt a big rock in his heart fall to the ground and close the back door.

Healai felt like he could finally get a good night's sleep tonight. He smiled and turned around, froze!

There were three more figures behind him, and one of them was a fat one who had been dead for a long time! Healai recognized the huge wheel saw and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Rogge looked at Healai with a smirk: "Very good! Lord Healai, I really didn't misread you! Your political foresight and sense of smell are fully worthy of your status." I'm really happy to stand with someone like you. Now, why don't we come to your room and have a chat? I love your home-made wines!"

"Of course, Lord Rog, please follow me!" Hillet led the way. His clothes were already soaked in cold sweat, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice that his instinct for danger had once again saved his family.

Rogge gently placed the wine glass in his hand on the table, and said in a deep voice: "Lord Xilai, now I know everything. I am very pleased to have such a reliable ally as you. Now that you have made the necessary preparations, it is time for us to fight back! These things, which can make people die without a trace, maybe tomorrow, they should appear at His Majesty's table Carlos!"

Looking at the small porcelain vase in front of him, Shilai's eyelids jumped a few times.

"Lord Helai," Rog began, startling the pensive Hilai. "Now, I want all the information of that noble Mr. Clark. Yes, it's the same Mistress Clark who is now having fun with my beloved Princess Adele. I want his information, the more complete the better! I can touch Adele's bed, I hope this kid is not a guy with no background. No, no, I don't need to rest, I'll just wait here. ”

The clear night sky was already covered with dark clouds, and the snowflakes were falling quietly, and the whole of Dresden fell into a warm silence. Most people will be curled up in the warm quilt at this time, dreaming well.

Rogge's mansion was now completely unlit, and it was quiet.

A loud bang pierced the silence of the night!

The heavy oak door of the bedroom was violently kicked open, and an exclamation rang out in the dark room.

Under the faint light of the doorway, a man and a woman could be vaguely seen sitting on the surprisingly large and extravagant bed.

"Who is so bold, give me a name, and see if I don't cut off your head!" Adele's voice became sharp and sharp because of anger.

"How bold are you to dare to break in like this!" the deep voice belonged to Clark.

There was a loud laugh at the door: "I have to apologize for disturbing the good dreams of the two of you! But I'm a nobleman, I won't just break into someone's house, I'm just going back to my bedroom!"

Bright magical flames lit up the room, revealing Clark and Adele on the bed. When the two of them saw that it was Rogge who entered the door, their faces turned blue with fright, and Adele said deliciously, "Rogge, aren't you dead?"

Rog took off his cloak and handed it to Adjani, who was standing behind him, before smiling and walking to the bed.

Adele saw that Rogge was still a living person, and became a lot bolder: "Rogge! You are also a nobleman! Why are you so rude! I will explain to you about me and Clark in the future! Now, you and your men go out first, I want to change my clothes!"

Clark also regained his composure.

However, Rogge did not intend to follow the tacit agreement between the nobles. He lifted the big quilt, and in the scream, the bodies of Clark and Adele** were immediately exposed.

"Rogge!!, how dare you be so rude!" Adele cried as she busily covered herself.

Clark looked at Rogge, then at Adjani and Wind Butterfly, who were all armed behind him, and said with a blushing face: "Lord Rogge, you don't act like a gentleman today!

He jumped out of bed and walked towards the clothes scattered on the floor.

Adjani stepped forward and stepped on his clothes, the tip of Cloudcut's sword already pressed against Clark's throat, forcing him back to the bed. Butterfly moved a chair and allowed Rog to sit comfortably in front of the bed.

"Dear Earl Clark, I know very well that you and Princess Adele have been friends for a long time, and according to the etiquette of high society, since you did not intend to take Miss Adele away and did not affect my life, then I have no right to interfere in your love with Adele. I also know that your father is the elder brother of the Generalissimo of Elafhas in the Kingdom of Leighton, and that he himself has a considerable army and territory. The court magician of a small principality like me, although he is also an earl, cannot be compared to you in terms of status. Rogge smiled.

Clark covered his lower body with his hands, his face was already white from the cold, and said angrily: "Since you know everything, you dare to do this to me? Originally, I was going to help the Duchy of Are, but now you don't want to expect anything!"

Rogge chuckled twice and said, "I know more than that, I also know that your real father is none other than King Romon of the Leighton Kingdom! Compared to your eleven brothers and twenty-two sisters, you are synonymous with genius. Your father, and I mean the titular one, and your uncle are very supportive of you getting what is rightfully yours at the right time. ”

Clark's face changed drastically, and he said in a trembling voice, "How do you know?"

Adele looked at Clark in surprise, forgetting the cold on her body.

"Don't panic, Master Clark Romon. I am not a person who does not know etiquette, on the contrary, I am a real nobleman who keeps etiquette. I'm still a magician, and magicians are not interested in worldly power, and I'm no exception. All I wanted was for the poor elves who followed me to have a place to live, so I would trade my service to the Duchy of Arei in exchange for the esteemed Grand Duke of Tikrick allowing the elves to legally reside in the Duchy of Arley. Now you know, I don't really want much. But now there are people who want to destroy such a small wish of mine, so I came back this time to ask for your help. ”

Clark snorted, put on a shelf, and then said lightly: "You mean the three highland principalities behind Duke Annas, which are known as the three birds of ice and snow, right? What do you want? Do you want our Layton Kingdom to come forward and let them withdraw their troops? Isn't it difficult, do you have any other requirements?"

Rogge smiled: "It's not difficult to retreat, but surrender is." I want to ally with the Layton Kingdom and erase the Three Highland Duchyes from the Holy Alliance's list!"

Clark was taken aback: "Do you want to start a war in the Holy Alliance?

"In the eyes of the Layton Kingdom, the most powerful in the Holy Alliance, the three birds of ice and snow are nothing more than three snowcocks. I'll soon show Monsieur Annas if my elves are so easy to catch. Our two countries join forces, and in less than a month, the Three Highland Duchyes will cease to exist. Aren't you interested? What could enhance your prestige more than military feats? And prestige is the cornerstone of your supreme power!"

Clark groaned, "That's true, but what can the Layton Kingdom get out of it?"

"The two largest of the three highland principalities will be provinces of the Kingdom of Leighton. And, my elven warriors and I will be your friends forever. I've got the best killers under my command. If one of your brothers offends you in the morning, he will be turned into a corpse before the sun rises the next day, if you wish. As you know, the reputation of the elves has always been the highest, and you can rest assured of the promises I make on behalf of the elves. ”

Clarke's heart pounded. He is not incompetent, he knows the cruelty of the process of seizing power, and if there is a great magician and a group of terrifying killers to help, the seizure of power will go much better.

But he was still not reassured.

"Your Majesty will agree to your suggestion?"

Rogge laughed and waved his hand, and Adele suddenly flew into his arms with a scream. He touched Adele's smooth lower abdomen with his hand and smiled, "It doesn't matter if His Majesty Carlos agrees or not. As long as Her Majesty Adele agrees. At that time, the little life in her womb now was the natural heir of the Duchy of Are. ”

Adele exclaimed again, but she was a very powerful woman, and she was soon overjoyed. Clark thought about it, too. Rogge's offer was so tempting that he couldn't have known whose child Adele's womb was.

"Lord Rogge," Clark asked, hesitantly, "so you've gained too little, right?"

"My request has only one purpose: to give equal rights to the elves throughout the Holy Alliance, to outlaw the elven slave trade, and to punish those who violate it. It's not hard to understand that I'm after the infinite power of magic and the pleasure of wealth, and worldly power has no meaning to me at all. In fact, this is also for the good of the Holy Alliance, and you must have heard about what happened in the elven city. The demon Amoro was almost resurrected, and if it broke through the seal, it wouldn't be just the Duchy of Are, right? ”

Clark stared at Rogge and asked, "Aren't you afraid that I promised you now and then regretted it?"

Rogge replied lightly: "You are not a stupid person. This deal is only good for you and not bad, why refuse it?If you betray me, then the tragedy that should have happened to your brother may happen to you!"

"Are you threatening me, how can I believe you have the strength you say you have?"

With a wave of his hand, Wind Butterfly stepped forward, and with a slight step on the dark green boots, Clark's usual thin sword suddenly jumped up from the ground, and after the purple light flashed, the thin sword was cut into two thin pieces in the air.

With another wave of his hand, the fragment of the rapier was melted into an iron ball by the black demonic flames, and it fell to the ground with a thud, burning a large hole in the gorgeous carpet.

Rogge sneered and said, "Compared to the sealing Amoro, it is not difficult to kill a person in the royal city of the Duchy of Leighton. ”

Clark's face turned completely blue. He stared at the iron ball on the ground for a long time, and finally exhaled and said, "It seems that I underestimated you, I apologize!

Rogge stood up, slapped Adele's round ass hard, and smiled, "I was not wrong! I hope that in two weeks' time, the combined forces of our two countries will be able to assemble on the border." It's still a long time before dawn, so I won't bother you both. Look, I'm a real aristocrat!

With a long laugh, Roger left with Adjani and Windbutterfly. The heavy oak door closed on its own, and it was dark in the bedroom again......

Rogge walked to the end of the corridor and went out through the window, but his chubby figure was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye he appeared in the highest bell tower in the entire mansion. The figures of Windbutterfly and Adjani also appeared behind him.

Looking down condescendingly at the sleeping Dresden, Rogge couldn't help but sigh softly.

Adjani asked, "Lord Rogge, what are you thinking?"

Rogge replied a little lonely, "I'm thinking of a terrible Heavy Knights, the Golden Lion Knights. They don't exist anymore, right? Unfortunately, the elves will never be able to train such a terrible heavy knight due to their physical limitations. ”

Adjani and Windbutterfly were confused, they had never heard of the Knights. However, the knights that can make Rogge so admired must have very good combat effectiveness.

Feng Die suddenly asked, "Master, are you going to just let those two people go?" Adele is your wife, didn't that man insult you?"

Rogge smiled, "Lover is just a very common game among nobles. They are also very useful, and there is no need to miss our big things for this little thing. ”

"And how are you going to clean them up, are you going to break the promise you made in the name of the elves?"

Rogge laughed and said, "Wind Butterfly, do you want to learn how to deal with this situation?" Okay, I'll tell you, but it's hard for you to learn. I'm sure I'm not going to let Clark go, and I'm not going to break my promise if I dare to put a dog's paw on my head, and I'm not going to break my promise. He is ambitious, has a special identity, and is talented. There must have been a lot of things in the dark over the years. Why use our own knives to kill such a person? A secret letter is enough to make him doomed!"

Feng Die thought about it for a long time, and suddenly remembered something, and asked tremblingly, "You once said that my sacrifice that day was very stupid. Since you have kept your promise in this way, what is happening to Rumsfeld now? I know that you will never let us go easily, but ...... But you're not going to break your word, are you?"

Rogge said lightly: "Wind Butterfly, aren't you ready to think about the answer to this question yourself?"

Feng Die only felt that her whole body was getting colder and colder, and her concern for Rumsfeld finally made her let go of her reserve: "Yes, I want to know the answer!"

"Rumsfeld, the Templar, no longer exists. All that exists now is Raphael, the Shadow Knight. ”

"Shadow Knight!!You! Didn't you promise me that if I signed a contract, I would spare him for his life?!"

Rogge's voice was as cold as if it had just been blown down from the snowy peak: "I promised you to spare his life, so I kept his **, but erased his soul; So, it's foolish for you to sacrifice each other. Besides, do you think that with the consciousness of your own sacrifice, you can withstand your mistakes and ask for the rescue of the other party with peace of mind? Hmph! The lives of 400 soldiers are not so cheap!"

Feng Die's face turned white, and she suddenly fell to the ground softly and fainted.

Rogge ignored Wind Butterfly, he stood up, looked at the dark night sky in the distance, and ordered: "Adjani, inform all the scouts of the 'Dark Side of the Moon' to set off tomorrow to reconnoiter the terrain and city defense intelligence of the three principalities of the Highlands, and let the killers also be prepared, and set off as soon as the people of Xilai are ready." Their mission is to assassinate as many generals and magnates of the three highland principalities as possible while preserving themselves. Now these three principalities should be defenseless, it is better to succeed, and third, inform the two thousand elven warriors behind to speed up their advance, and they must rush to Dresden within three days!"

Adjani wrote them down one by one.

Rogge glanced at Adjani, saw that her pretty face was a little pale, and smiled: "When we meet with the army of the Duchy of Leighton, I will try to fight a decisive battle with the enemy army within ten days! Are you afraid?"

"Of course not, but ......" Adjani's voice lowered.

"It's good not to be afraid!" Rogge laughed, looked into the distance, and said coldly, "Anas! Two hundred elves, I'm going to make you spit them out to me one by one!"

But Rogge's heart became more and more anxious, and he always felt that he had overlooked a big thing, but he could not remember it anyway. He just subconsciously hoped that the war would end as soon as possible so that his mind could be empty.

Under the cover of the night, Rogge didn't notice that Adjani's face was frighteningly white and her whole person was shaky.

With a bang, the wind butterfly woke up.

She jumped up and came to Rogge, the tip of her nose almost touching Rog's chin!

Her eyes burned with endless rage!

Rogge disagreed: "What, do you already have enough skills to break the contract between us? Don't forget, if the cracking fails, the curse will destroy Rumsfeld's **!"

"Divine Messenger, I now know that no matter how hard I try, I will not have the power to surpass you. So, I will choose the second path you gave me. ”

Feng Die smiled, and she was beautiful for a while!

Her eyes were slightly closed, her arms were softly wrapped around Rogge's neck, and a pair of red lips sealed Rogge's lips......

The scepter in the fire of Volume Nine ends

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