Seeing that Rogers was very focused and contemplative, Alina continued to ask softly, "How?" ”

Then everything fell silent, and silence permeated the air like a soft, invisible mist.

Alina didn't say anything more, she continued to rest her chin on Rogers' shoulder, her eyes narrowed slightly like a tired cat.

But the faint amber light of the eyes still lingered, looming in the dim light.

"It's a little early."

Rogers opened his mouth, his tone slow and slightly apprehensive.

Hearing this, Alina's eyes slowly widened, and her pupils were surprised, the previous Rogus was like the most solid piece of iron and wood in the world, even if the best craftsmen came, I am afraid they didn't know how to start.

But at this moment, it seems that the spring branches that are willing to welcome spring and show a little new shoots, although it is not yet the moment of flowering, it is still enough to surprise Alina.

"We'll talk about that later."

Aliana's words were calm, like a casual goodnight before bedtime, and then the tip of her nose rubbed against Rogers's neck, slightly opening her lips, revealing white tiger teeth behind the tender lip flaps, which were instantly imprinted on Rogers's neck.

It's not like the previous bites, some are just grinding, accompanied by a hot snort, making the action appear sticky and thick.

Rogers didn't resist, but just flicked his fingers to extinguish the light of the crystal lamp, and then slipped into the futon with Alina.

It wasn't until he embraced him that he realized that the girl's figure was so petite and soft, not at all like the perseverance and toughness shown in daily life.

With a slight hum full of satisfaction, the two did not continue to talk and do more, and fell into a peaceful sleep together.

The morning in Padora did not show the light of the day, and the dense clouds blocked the glow of the sun, so that the morning lost its bright color.

The gray sky shrouded the earth, as if a heavy gray curtain had tightly wrapped the city, making it look dull and dull.

There was a damp feeling in the oppressive air, as if even gasping for breath had become heavy.

However, Alina stood in front of the bed when she got up, humming a melodious tune and skillfully managing her long snow-white hair with her hands, as if the gloom of the city had not affected her mood in the slightest.

"Is there anything to be happy about?"

Rufia yawned, with fluffy, messy blonde hair, came to Alina's side, looked at her friend with sleepy eyes, and asked curiously.

"It's nothing." Alina chuckled and reached out to pinch Lufia's supple face, and replied casually.

"Well, stingy." Rufia wrinkled her nose slightly, and her mouth pursed and grieved.

She had sensed that there must be something extremely happy about that would make the other person so happy, for she had never seen Alina look like that in the past few years.

It's a pity that as a close friend, the other party doesn't even have the meaning of sharing, it's too much.

Rogers put on a comfortable gray robe, tied a hemp rope around his waist, and held a dark cane in his hand, and after looking sideways at the two girls by the window, he pushed open the door and walked downstairs to the living room.

Today, he still has to accept the invitation of the Second True Ancestor to discuss with the other party some knowledge that the other party wants to seek, which can be regarded as a little repayment for yesterday's doubts.

The living room is kept simple and elegant, with sophisticated but not luxurious furnishings, wooden tables and chairs complemented by soft sofas, and soft lighting sprinkled in every corner of the room, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere, completely different from the gloom of the city.

Kavina's expression was still the same, she sat quietly on the sofa, flipping through the latest issue of the Imperial Capital Newspaper, reading with relish.

When Rogers sat across the low table across from her, she handed out the newspaper and said with emotion in her tone:

"I didn't expect that in the outside world, you are already dead, is that a ritual? What kind of ritual can propel you to this level? ”

Rogers took the newspaper and read it with the same relish.

The latest issue of the newspaper is almost entirely devoted to him, beginning with the news that Rogers was unable to suppress the catastrophe of the insurrection at the time of his speech, and was attacked by the Holy Maiden herself.

This was followed by an overview of Rutgers's speech and a subsequent summary of his life's ups and downs.

In the end, it was revealed that many academic giants were discussing whether he was qualified to be named a great sage as the unveiler of a new era, the founder of the Demon Community, the creator of linguistics and spell magic, and the founder of many schools.

The world is always full of generosity when it comes to the dead, and from the blank space of the words, Rogers feels that there should be nothing wrong with his title as a great sage.

"But with your knowledge, no matter how great a ritual is planned, it's not a surprise."

Seeing that Rogers had no idea of an explanation, Kavina changed the subject and began to ask her many questions about Rogers's arguments.

Rogers was also quite patient with all kinds of doubts, and answered the past in detail one by one.

As the sun approached, he took the initiative to end the conversation despite Kavina's reluctance.

"Are you going to go?"

Kavina could sense the slight anxiety hidden by Rogers's flat expression, and thought of the other party's current situation, and asked in confusion.

"Yes." Rogus didn't hesitate to bow his head.

In addition to the planning of the final boss, and the urgency of his search for anchors, he is forced not to delay too much on trivial matters.

"There is a contract, we can also contact at any time, if you are about to be squeezed into the world, you can consider my proposal."

Kavina took the initiative to get up and made a gesture of farewell.

Rogers bowed slightly, he remembered that he had used the [Covenant Bonus] on Kavina, and at that time he thought that the True Ancestor had generously handed over control of Kavina to him, but it was a little funny in retrospect.

He had known and told Alina from the time he got the [Deed Bonus] that this level of contract could not bind the existence of the demigod-level, which was the most fundamental reason why Kavina accepted the contract indifferently.

After bidding farewell to the Second True Ancestor and leaving the City of the Sunless, Rogus took Alina and Rufia and flew straight towards the mountains where the Green Valley meets the South.

Before he ascended, he had thought about hiding in this mountain range.

First, the terrain here is intricate and uninhabited, which is naturally a suitable place for hiding; The second is that it is close to its own territory, and it can also be taken care of a little in the future; The third is that it is adjacent to the southern border, and the oasis miracle descended by Rogus is also the place where his sect sprouted, which is in the southern border.

Finally, because he had helped him transport succubi into the south, a cultist named Lyka had said that many cultists had already built a secret palace for him here.

Since he already has plans to carry out activities as the Son of the Bottomless Pit, it is time to enjoy the treatment and dignity of the Son of the Bottomless Pit.

Between the crisscrossed mountains, there is a tranquil retreat that seems to be sealed in time.

The architectural style is simple and elegant, the ingenious stone walls reflect the vicissitudes of history, and the palace is surrounded by lush trees and vines, and the mountain breeze blows through the air, which seems to protect the palace in the embrace of nature.

The front yard is adorned with an exquisite garden dotted with flowers and plants, a faint scent of flowers lingering on the tip of the nose, and intricately carved statues and fountains reflect the luxury.

However, after Alina landed, her face instantly darkened, just because those statues were all succubi dressed in cool clothes and scratching their heads.

In addition to these succubus sculptures, the gardens were all full of charming maids, not a single male attendant.

"Uh, you listen to me......"

Rogers looked at the scene in the front yard, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, trying to explain.

"I don't need to explain, I understand, but for the sake of safety and secrecy in the future, the fewer irrelevant people the better, and you will leave this palace to me to take care of."

Alina interrupted Rogers' words directly, and her voice spoke resolutely.

Rogus shrugged slightly, and then bowed his head happily, perhaps because the disciples wanted to let the Holy Son enjoy the beauty of the palace first, so they were not summoned by Rogus, and they did not have the intention of coming to the audience at this time.

Walking inside, the marble floors are covered with rich carpets, the walls are covered with paintings by famous artists, and some rooms have secret doors and hidden passages.

Rufia took the palace blueprint handed by Rogers and explored around the palace as if she were an adventurer.

It wasn't until Aliana ruthlessly dismissed most of the glamorous attendants, leaving only two of them to do the most basic care, that the few went to the bedroom on the second floor.

The bedroom was arranged by Alina, and it was not much different from Rogers's bedroom in the Earl's Court, it was a lot simpler, except that the space was slightly larger.

After the rest, in the front yard the next day, Rogers felt the space stone that had been given to Drake, and some thoughts were poked out of it, and he began to try to make a connection.

"Chief?! Is it the chief?! I knew you weren't going to die!! ”

There was a crying tremor in Delick's tone, as if he was shaken by unexpected joy, and his voice reverberated with excitement and emotion, as if he could not fully control his emotions.

Rogers calmed the other party's emotions, and after learning a little about the current situation, he hoped that the other party would find an opportunity to take a leave of absence from St. Herthe, as long as he was far away from the campus, he could teleport the other party.

Delik had been prepared for this, so he naturally agreed.

"Will you live here in the future?" Alina asked softly as she wrapped her arms around Rogus from behind, her chin resting habitually over her shoulders.

"It should be." Rogers replied with a slight bow.

He looked at the quiet and vast mountains in the distance, the endless scene, green trees, and flowers.

Sunlight shines through the clouds on the mountains, reflecting the contours and textures of the mountains, like a dragon stretching its body through a sea of clouds.

Towering trees cover the high walls of the palace, hiding it in the verdant surroundings, and the sound of mountain streams lingering in the distance.

Everything passed slowly in this cozy way.

After Derrick arrived at the palace, he was immediately instructed by Rutgers to contact the various orders to understand how each order operated, and then establish a council in the name of Rogus that could unify the order, so as to increase the efficiency of implementing Rogers' orders in the future.

For this reason, Rogers specially gave Delrick a triple spiral rune made by himself, so that Delrick could use his power to escape the pursuit of the Empire and the Pantheon at any time when he was out traveling.

At the same time, Edith, who was the first to believe in Rutgers, and the saint Ivan in the oasis, also received a dream oracle from Rutgers through Rufia, and began to really carry out secret missions.

"He who believes in the threefold greatness will receive eternal wisdom, and he who blasphemes his faith will fall into the bottomless pit after death."

On the basis of this creed, they all elevated Rogus as the Son, the Triple Greats as the Father, and the "Guidance" and "Communication" as the Holy Spirit.

The Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit are the three holy truths, and these three holy truths are the trinity of one God.

Anyone who entered the Rutgers Monotheistic Cult could vaguely realize all kinds of wisdom, and since then, some apprentices and scholars who are eager to make a breakthrough in knowledge have become the first batch of Rutgers faithful believers.

The gods of the bottomless pit marveled at this, admiring Rogers' conception and looking forward to the future where the glory of the bottomless pit would rise.

It's just that Rogers, with his [Enlightenment], has given many Bottomless Pit Cultists the ability to summon demons with ease, making it easier and easier for them to find those who have strong evil desires.

While letting the bottomless pit harvest the souls of the evildoers, and at the same time sending Ivan to this place to eliminate the evil, it shows the power and mercy of the Triple Greatness earlier than the Pantheon, which can be said to be a win and a win.

"The mission is progressing much better than expected, but the anchor is not much more secure......"

It was already autumn, and Rogers sat at his desk in his bedroom, combing through the progress of the past few days.

He could clearly feel that with the increase of faith, the present world could carry his power more and more, but at the same time, although the strength of the rejection had decreased, it did not soothe it too much.

"What do you think of this spell?"

Alina pushed the crude spell on the Klein Bottle she had just researched into Rogers' eyes and asked softly.

"Take itself as a bottle, present no inside and no outside, do infinite expansion, and carry immeasurable ......"

Rogers carefully studied the drawings, his eyes slowly lit up, as long as he was solid enough, he was enough to carry and absorb those merits that had not yet been collected.

He clearly remembered that there was a sealing item in the Pantheon, which could seal the living soul in the strongest cage space in the world.

If he can enter it, he can temporarily not worry about the push of this world, and then he can unfold this spell unscrupulously, and then use faith as an anchor to form a solid bottle, then everything after that is possible.

"The god of the world......" Rogus whispered, clutching the paper, trying to resist the urge to pull Alina into his arms and reward him severely.

(End of chapter)