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A beam of sunlight shines through the stained-glass windows of the two-storey building, shining in the large and magnificent hall. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At the end of the hall is a high platform on which the only magnificent chair in the whole hall is placed, the simplicity of which cannot hide the extraordinary taste of the artist Fan Zhe two centuries ago, and the elegant hand-carved wooden carving of the crown at the top of the high back is the only decoration on the whole chair. At this time, a dignified middle-aged man sat on a high chair, bathed in the early morning sun, with his hands on his jaw, and his eyes seemed to be closed.

This is the top floor of the headquarters of the Tidal Corps, which was originally used as a large conference room for military aircraft and a temple dedicated to the goddess of nature. Frederick was the most devout believer in the goddess of nature, and his intention in doing so was naturally to ask the goddess to protect the success of the military operation.

But it was not the same thing at all for the fat man, he hated the goddess of nature and her followers to the core, and as for the military council, anyway, he was now free to the military operations of the Tidal Legion, and he would not hold any military council at all. Therefore, as soon as the fat man grasped the real power, he demolished the place and rearranged it into the model of the Temple of the Church of Light.

Since the goddess of nature is not in the heavenly realm, then she naturally belongs to the category of heresy. The suppression or conversion of heresy is a sign of religious piety, so Rogge's actions were certainly strongly supported and appreciated by Macbeth.

It's just that at this moment, the altar is not the supreme god, nor is it the god seat of any main god, Rogge directly put a throne and let Macbeth sit on it.

Macbeth had to refuse, but Rogge said that ordinary people were too lowly, and it would be disrespectful to worship the Lord God directly. They should worship Macbeth, and then Macbeth will convey the faith to the Lord God of the Heavenly Realm, so that it is beneficial. When it comes to rhetoric, Macbeth is certainly not Rogge's opponent, and after being persuaded by him, he has to sit on the throne in the middle of the altar.

These days, the people of the Tide Legion have never entered this hall at all, but the generals of Rog's own direct troops are here to report to Rogge. The fat man stood in front of Macbeth, and the generals had to salute Macbeth before it was Rogge's turn. Rogge also did not set up tables and chairs, and everyone stood directly to discuss the matter, and dispersed after the discussion.

Rogge said that no one is qualified to sit still before the radiance of Macbeth.

For some reason, Macbeth suddenly remembered the Pope and Augustus who had sat in front of him, and of course Catherine. However, Catherine's later respect for Macbeth also made him very satisfied. Therefore, the forgiving four-winged angel decided to forgive her for her initial little disrespect.

In recent days, Rogge's real power in the Tides has increased dramatically, and the most direct reason is that Wallace, who led his troops to invade the city of Solatu, failed again.

Wallace's initial actions went well, but he had an accident while attacking the second supply hub. Although the number of defenders has increased at this transit station, there are only more than 500 people after the increase, how can they resist the elite 5,000 light cavalry of the Tidal Legion? But these 500 soldiers belong to the phalanx pikemen of the Zhuke cavalry, and they are stubborn, occupy a large fortification, hold up a five-meter spear, and desperately hold on. Just as Wallace gave the order to attack with all his might, the preset magic array under the fortifications suddenly activated, turning a radius of 100 meters into a sea of flames! Moreover, the Delaware Empire ambushed more than a dozen mages this time, and they suddenly poured a large range of attack magic assistants on the heads of the tidal light cavalry from hundreds of meters away!

The mages mounted and fled as soon as they unleashed the first wave of attack spells, allowing the Tide Riders to chase after them in the midst of confusion.

The most vicious thing is that whether it is the preset Flame Magic Array, or the later ranged attacks of the magicians, they completely ignore the lives and deaths of the hundreds of soldiers trapped in the fortifications, and some even target them altogether. Because of the distance, these ranged attack spells will somehow deviate from the target when they fly, so if you aim at the fortifications, you can also get at least a few light cavalry of the Tidal Legion, which seems to be the purpose of the Delaware.

When the flames were extinguished, a frightened and angry Wallace immediately counted the casualties and found that more than 700 of the elite light cavalry had been killed and more than 200 were seriously wounded. The result was only the death of all 500 pikemen of the enemy's phalanx.

By any measure, the operation was a failure. The fat man's attitude towards failure is very simple, everything is done according to military regulations. As a result, more than a dozen officers, large and small, were thrown into military prisons on charges of ineffective command and awaited punishment at a later date. This included a number of officers in charge of intelligence, most of whom were Mei's former colleagues.

The charges for defeat can be big or small, and basically the power of life and death of these officers has been held in the hands of fat people. Because of the orders of many subordinates, Wallace's attitude towards Rogge was naturally much more polite. The trivial matter of the fat man's demolition and construction at the corps headquarters has not been asked since then.

The fat man's strategy is to do everything according to military rules and wait for the Tidal Legion to make a mistake. No matter how big or small the mistake is, once he catches the handle, it will be punished severely. Wallace was helpless about it, and if he disobeyed, it would be tantamount to rebellion. The empire treats rebels very harshly, not only for the rebels, but also for all the direct blood relatives of the rebels.

Shortly after dawn, Rogge appeared at the Legion headquarters. He walked up the stairs to the temple of light on the top floor, and Mei was inseparable behind him. Her willpower was amazing, and it only took half a day to recover from the blow of the thunder and lightning frenzy, and she endured the severe pain in her body, and ran around with Rogge all the time.

Mei wanted to report the movements of the legion to Rogge at any time, so as not to be charged with unauthorized action again. Now that Wallace has just been defeated, the Tides are reluctant to let the fat man grab the handle on the matter of the program's surname. At that time, who knows if the vicious Rogge will be punished for many more crimes and executed on the spot?

At this moment, Mei was walking while reporting to Rogge the information she had just collected about the city lord of Soratu City. Rogge was very interested in this ruthless and resourceful city lord. To be able to make Wallace suffer a loss is not just a little clever.

Viscount Fernandez, the lord of Sorathu, had only been in office for a month, and he was a little-known nobleman, and he had not heard of any blood or in-law connection with the Delaware Empire. It seems that this viscount is either ostracized by others, or he is desperate to drill the camp upward, so he will run to the forefront of Soratu City to become the city lord.

Rogge listened to Mei's report as he pushed open the door of the Hall of Light.

Macbeth, who was sitting on the altar, opened his eyes slightly, and when he saw Rogge and Mae walking in, he stood up and walked down the altar.

'Mistress Macbeth, what are you going to experience again today?' Rog trotted all the way to meet Macbeth.

Macbeth walked out of the temple and asked, 'Rogge, do you have any questions about the power of light?' Macbeth sat in the terrace, tilting his head slightly to enjoy the crystal clear air.

It was another sunny day, the sky was bright and deep blue, and the lead clouds that had gathered over the laterite plateau had long since dissipated, leaving only a few faint clouds. There is almost no wind, and everything is so quiet and peaceful in the pure sun. It's hard to imagine that Sielder City was hit by such a big snowstorm two days ago.

Rog is one of the very few outliers among the necromancers who doesn't hate sunlight. As he enjoyed the warm sunshine, he said, "I feel like I understand what you have taught. But now I don't have a prop to store magic, so I can't test it, and I can't convert the power of darkness and death in me into the power of light. Macbeth mused, 'That's a problem. When I return from the Heavenly Realm, the strength of the light power in you will directly affect the outcome of the redemption. Now it's time for me to go back to the Church of Light, so I'll go and see if the Church of Light has any such magical equipment. If so, I will bring it to you first before I return to the heavenly realm. Rogge, of course, was overjoyed and grateful for this result. The fat man was so excited that he couldn't help himself, and he saw that tears were about to drop, if it weren't for Macbeth's noble status, maybe he could have done this kind of behavior by pulling his sleeve and kissing the tip of his shoe.

Although Macbeth is ruthless, he is still very touched by Rogge's piety and sincerity of feelings. He comforted Rogge with a few gentle words, saying nothing more than words such as the salvation that would definitely arrange for him.

Outside the main gate of the temple is a large terrace with a radius of tens of meters. Rog accompanied Macbeth to the edge of the terrace and watched with great respect as Macbeth got up and flew into the sky.

In the brilliant morning light, Macbeth's handsome and upright figure rose and flew towards the rising sun.

It wasn't until Macbeth's figure completely disappeared that Rogge withdrew the reluctant expression on his face.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps, and General Wallace hurried up to the large terrace with more than a dozen of his capable men, apparently to discuss some important military aircraft with Rogge.

Wallace knew that Rogge had never been in the habit of sitting in meetings, so he led his generals to stand beside Rogge, and from a distance, it looked like a bunch of old comrades-in-arms were talking intimately. Mei took out a small notepad and began to make a record. At this delicate moment, what should be remembered and what should not be remembered is a test of her kung fu.

Wallace began with a few polite and flattering phrases, and as soon as the words fell, the two generals beside him could not wait to pull out a military map, which was densely marked with various military markings and arrows, which seemed to be the plan for a large-scale battle. Sure enough, Wallace got to the point, trying to persuade Rogge to agree to a large-scale assault on the city of Solatu. This time the forces to be used were far beyond Wallace's authority, so Rogge's consent was necessary. Otherwise, the mere crime of not obeying orders and going to war without authorization is a capital offense, regardless of the severity or severity.

As soon as Rogge heard Wallace's words, he immediately interrupted him, and said with a smile: "It's not good to use so many troops...... Rogge was just halfway through his words, when a few long dragon moans suddenly faintly floated down from the sky.

Rogge was slightly stunned, and thought that he had heard it wrong, how could there be a dragon in a place like Sylde City? But seeing Wallace and several officers with very good martial arts skills, the fat man couldn't help but be slightly shocked.

As soon as he looked up at the sky, he saw a large area of dazzling golden light spilling into the sky! There was a divine aura in the golden light that was so rich that it could not be dissolved, and it burned Rogge's skin with pain. When the golden light dissipated, Macbeth unexpectedly appeared on the terrace again.

Rogge was taken aback, and hurried out of the crowd, shouting, 'Lord Macbeth, you have returned from the Church of Light so soon?......,' but Macbeth's face turned a deaf ear to Rogge's cries, and he just stepped back involuntarily step by step, and he seemed to be extremely nervous.

Rog's mouth opened wide and stared blankly as Macbeth stepped back. He retreated to the temple door, still not stopping.

In the sky, there were a few clear dragon groans that pierced the clouds, and this time the clear dragon groans spread throughout the city of Hilde, and the city was in chaos.

An invisible coercion quietly fell.

Rogge suddenly felt a suffocating palpitation, and at that moment, his hair stood on end, and his heartbeat had completely stopped! The fear and awe from the deepest part of his soul completely controlled his body and consciousness! This coercion was similar to that of a dragon, but far more terrifying than it.

Rogge still retains a little sanity in the spirit platform, but he can't control his body at all. Wallace and the generals were already in a blank slate. Macbeth, who was retreating, seemed to be unable to bear the stimulus of coercion, and with a swipe on the ground, a pair of white wings spread wildly behind him.

Macbeth's wings spread, and clouds of divine light poured out of his body. In the clouds and mist, the petals are faintly seen falling like rain, and there are singing songs that seem to be absent. But the powerful divine aura could only circle Macbeth, and it was completely unable to break through the invisible coercion.

However, Macbeth, who spread his wings, still involuntarily retreated backwards, all the way back into the extraordinarily gloomy Temple of Light. Behind him, the silhouette of a second pair of wings was already faintly visible.

Huge shadows swept across the terrace.

'Dragon!' That's a dragon!''Oh my God!' 'Get me out of town!''Fool! 'Can you outrun the flying dragon?' The city of Sylde is in utter chaos. The dragon power of the two dragons was not at all something that ordinary people could resist, although they were still flying in the sky.

Rogge looked up, and there were indeed two dragons in the sky! one was a huge silver dragon that could be called a natural enemy of a dark existence like him, and the other dragon, with that majesty and demeanor, was actually a divine dragon!

Rogge trembled, he wanted to escape, but he couldn't move at all!

The huge silver dragon circled in the sky and rushed straight down towards the headquarters of the Tide Corps, gradually slowing down in the air before finally hovering only a few dozen meters away from the large terrace. At this distance, Rogge could even see the fine ribs on its coiled horns!

The silver dragon raised its head to the sky and let out a dragon roar that resounded through the clouds! This contained power and divine dragon roar that almost made Rogge paralyzed to the ground! As for Wallace and the other generals, they could no longer control their bodies at all, and they staggered one by one, barely supporting themselves, and everyone showed a look of despair in their eyes.

The silver dragon suspended in the air raised its wings, and it turned out that he was clutching two carriages in his claws. Two rows of black-robed magicians streamed out of the carriage and walked on an invisible path in the sky onto the large terrace. More than twenty mages lined up in two rows on the large terrace, then bowed down and chanted psalms in praise of miracles in unison. Leading these magicians is Mora, who combines holiness and smokyness.

The silver dragon slowly lowered its huge dragon head, revealing the car with a blue curtain hanging low on its back, its black base, which was deeper than the dark night, and the gold and silver flowing clouds and flames were edges, and the thorn roses in the flames coiled and stretched to the top of the car. The side of the car is inlaid with a golden shield, and the coat of arms is embossed on it, which is a silver headless angel statue.

Rogge's heart immediately jumped wildly.

Could a huge adult silver dragon actually play the role of a mount, and what kind of existence would it be to be qualified to sit in that dark black carriage?

The door opened, and the perfect hand holding the door was enough to suffocate everyone.

As the alluring figure slowly stepped out of the carriage, Rogge only felt a roar in his head, and his eyes were full of misty colors.

He couldn't tell anything but those silver eyes.

The woman who can only appear in a deep and sweet dream, there are only two colors on her body, the most brilliant and stunning silver and the purest and distant black, and the extreme contrasting colors render a perfect peerless appearance. She wore a long silver dress, a necklace around her neck made of flower branches made of unknown metal, flowing with silver brilliance, and a dark black rose branch wrapped around her left arm.

Her black hair hung down like a waterfall, and her silver eyes carried the pride of overlooking the world and the coldness of ignoring all beings.

She stepped over the neck and head of the silver dragon, and walked down from the void step by step, where the slender foot fell, a silver step immediately appeared out of thin air, inheriting her peerless grace.

Click, click, click. Every contact between the black crystal heels on her slender feet and the silver staircase would make the souls of all beings in Sild City flutter!

This dreamlike woman, this woman who is proud of all beings in the world, just like this, walked down the stairs, walked straight in front of Rogge, and walked straight to the temple of light!

There were several figures in the sky who couldn't stop falling. One by one, they stepped up the silver ladder and followed the woman obediently, slowly descending.

Immediately behind the woman were three mysterious figures dressed in black robes who refused to show even a single piece of their skin. But from their unconcealable majesty and rich aura of death, Rogge seemed to feel the eternal gale of the dead world blowing in his face!

When he saw the fourth person in the queue, Rogge couldn't help but be stunned. It's the Grim Reaper class who hasn't heard from him for a long time! Why is he here?

When he saw Androni in fifth place again, Rogge was already numb, and no matter who the sixth person was, he would not feel so strange.

But the last person in the team suddenly turned his head slightly, and smiled bitterly at Rogge with helplessness. Look at that clear and elegant figure, who is it not Xiusi?

The woman paused slightly as she stepped onto the terrace. The slightly curved silver eyes were inspecting the blue sky, mountains, rivers, and earthly beings that belonged only to her! Then, she walked through the Cult Mage and entered the Temple of Light.

The sound of plopping came and went, and at this point, all the generals were physically and mentally exhausted under the pressure of one after another, and reached the limit of what they could bear. They fell down one after another, lying on the ground. Only Wallace can maintain a half-kneeling position with his sword on the ground. Mei Ze completely touched the ground with both knees, and her hands on the ground couldn't help shaking, and she could completely fall down at any moment.

Only Rogge was still standing.

The fat man suddenly felt that all kinds of strange lights in the world were really like a big dream. He couldn't help but moan, and he wanted to laugh out loud.

'Lord Rogge......' Wallace's voice trembled uncontrollably, 'just ...... Did I see five sanctuaries?'''Seven. Rogge said abruptly.

But...... The last one is obviously not a sanctuary. ''You are wrong. That old thing, at least counts as two. Leading these cult magicians is none other than Mora, who has combined holiness and smokyness. She also walked towards the Temple of Light, but as she passed in front of Rogge, she said softly, "Lord Rogge, please come in with me." The door of the temple was opened, and the deep and dark hall seemed to be a monster that would choose a man at any time.

Rogge shuddered. He suddenly patted Wallace on the shoulder and said with a wry smile, "Dude, from now on...... Let's fight together!' The fat man stopped paying attention to the confused Wallace and took a deep breath. He suddenly strode forward, and with indomitable courage, he followed Mora into the temple without looking back!

With a dull roar, the two doors of the temple slammed shut.

More than twenty Cult Mages lined up at the entrance of the temple, staring coldly at anyone with the intention of approaching.

(To be continued)