The world of death.

In a vast forest, there was a faint strange scream echoing.

Feng Yue's figure appeared and appeared in the forest. Every time he flashed, it would cross dozens of meters away. The bone dragon completely turned into a phantom, dragging a long blue-black light belt, whistling through the forest.

At a high point, Gregory's speed was much faster than Fengyue. But it tried its best, but it could only barely keep up with Fengyue's figures that appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Feng Yue suddenly stopped, she looked up to the sky, her dark eyebrows frowned slightly.

Glicoli stopped suddenly and floated behind Feng Yue in the air. Two pairs of translucent thin wings behind him slowly waved. The pair in front was crystal blue, and the pair behind him was dark black like ink.

The bone dragon is surprisingly quiet. It floats quietly in the air, staring at Feng Yue with a nervous expression.

There was a scent of indescribable smell in the sky in another world, as if every drop of water was a little heavy. All the undead creatures disappeared without a trace, and the clouds in the sky rippled with strange ripples. The trees that had been dead for many years seemed to be unable to withstand the gloomy atmosphere. With the sound of banging, the smaller dead branches began to break and fall one after another.

The wind suddenly stopped!

Feng Yue'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 in shape, and their bodies were sucked into Fengyue! When they were still ten meters away from Fengyue, the strongest ghost was twisted into a wisp of smoke by Fengyue's breath.

Cleared these eyeliners, Feng Yue pulled a feather from her wings with her backhand, and with a bent finger, the feather cut through the sky like lightning!

In the second half of the flight, a faint white light began to radiate from the feathers.

The holy light became brighter and brighter. Later, a small feather burned like a bright meteor, breaking through the sky in another world!

The silence of the wind and moon in the forest suddenly began to lean forward and finally floated horizontally in the air. Her silver eyes stared in the direction perpendicular to the feather track.

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

A sudden wave in the sky, a huge magic circle flashed, and endless terrifying aura fell from the sky!

Several huge black shadows walked out of the magic circle, roared angrily, and couldn't wait to chase the feathers.

Feng Yue's wings suddenly closed, with a slight sound, and the figure disappeared! The light on the bone dragon's body also lit up suddenly, and he chased the direction pointed out by the owner like lightning.

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

The angry spirit fluctuations of the kings intertwined in the air. They had already found that they had been deceived. Six huge shadows broke back and chased them in the opposite direction of the feather flight.

At the front is an extremely huge rotten dragon, its wings are even clearly audible on the ground!

Just as the kings passed by the place where the wind and moon threw their feathers, the wind and moon in the distance also turned around at the same time, turned around and flew towards the direction where the feathers fell...

As soon as he stepped into the door of his room in the Elf Temple, Roger stopped. He shook a few times, and his face turned white.

Ajiani, who came up, was startled. She held Rogge and asked anxiously: "Rogge, are you okay?"

Roger closed his eyes, rubbed his temples, and slowly said, "I'm fine! Don't worry."

He carefully felt the silver thread deep in his soul leading to a distant foreign world, but found no abnormality.

Roger opened his eyes, smiled slightly, patted Ajiani's little face, and said, "Okay, it's okay. I'm very dirty now. You take a shower with me and pack up your things. Let's set off for Dresden."

Ajiani's pretty face suddenly turned red.

At this time, Feng Die's cold voice sounded beside Rogge: "Master, you are back!"

Roger looked at the beautiful Fengdie, stroked her ears and said, "You can wash it together!"

Feng Die's face suddenly turned red, but she still insisted on herself and replied in a low voice: "Yes, master."

The elves' habit of enjoying enjoyment is vividly expressed in Zhao Ye's bedroom. The spacious bathroom is enough to accommodate more than a dozen people. The walls are decorated with complex patterns, mostly telling the miracle stories of Hilo.

Roger closed his eyes and lay in the hot bath, his eyes slightly closed, and his whole body had relaxed.

Ajiani and Fengdie each had a wide bath towel around them. Ajiani rubbed Roger's legs, while Fengdie massaged Roger's head and shoulders.

Although the two elves were soft and slim, they had excellent martial arts skills, and the force on their slender fingers could penetrate the bones. They were also well aware of the structure of the human body, and their jade fingers were everywhere, making Rogge moan slightly comfortable.

However, everything came to Roger's mind, trying hard to calculate the order of what to do, the time required, the possibility of success, the remedies, alternatives, etc.

The three sacrifices in the temple were originally something that must be dealt with quickly, but for the three sacrifices who had mastered at least level four magical techniques, Roger really loved and hated them and was reluctant to kill them.

But the priests who were naturally blindly obedient to Hilo were born with extremely strong resistance to erosion. Even against Rumsfield, Roger was still dangerously and dangerously disturbing his calm state at the last moment, shattering his will, and then a nearly perfect Shadow Knight appeared.

However, this move for the extremely stubborn priests was useless. The mental power consumed by erosion was surprisingly huge. Just removing Rumsfield made Roger completely exhaust all his mental power. It would definitely not work to deal with Zhao Ye with erosion.

Roger suddenly found himself facing a new problem: his mental power was not enough to support him and continued to erode!

In the past, when using his mental power to activate magic or mental impact, Roger's huge mental power was almost inexhaustible and inexhaustible. He never thought that one day he would be overwhelmed with his mental power!

But Roger didn't know how to increase his mental power. It was just that when meditating to improve his magic power, his mental power would also increase in a very subtle way.

He couldn't help but feel sad.

But for some reason, Rogge always felt a slight uneasiness in his heart, as if something very important was ignored by him. But the situation is too complicated at the moment, he really couldn't calm down and think carefully about where the problem was. He could only clean up the mess left by the temple as soon as possible.

Rogge is definitely not a person who considers the elves so selflessly, but the elves of the Oracle City are the greatest power he has ever mastered. As early as a gangster, Rogge understood the importance of group fights. In order to completely master this power, he must play this god envoy who is not true or false, and arrange the fate and future of the elves properly.

Roger never regretted doing so much for the elves. If the elves were not at the critical moment of life and death, how could he have been the turn of a human being to point fingers and give orders?

There has never been a free lunch in the world, and Roger has understood this principle for a long time.

When he thought of the pope's completely unsightly prophetic technique, the endless knights of light, the terrible strength and number of the Templar Warriors, the many descending angels hidden in the dark, and the sword of the Death Clan, the ninth knight Heinrich's strength across various spaces, Roger suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

He suddenly jumped up from the hot pool water, frightening the two stunning elf beauties.

He took a bath towel and wiped his body clean. He said to the two elves who were stunned: "I'll have a rest! Pack up some things and we set off to Dresden immediately! Notify Frey and let him come as soon as possible!"

Frey is essential at this time.

Roger had already known everything that day, and also knew that Amy and the Death Clan who assassinated him came from the Northern Druid Alliance. Frey was the only son of the Great Druid in the North Sky. With him, no matter what, the other party had to be afraid of the mouse.

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

"I'm sorry, brother! But I have to be alive now!" Roger thought coldly while wearing clothes and armor.

Not long after, the two elf women were ready.

Roger looked at Ajani and asked, "Are the two sacred swords I brought from the Central Mountains still there?"

Ajani said, "Here, Lord Rog. All your things have been collected."

A silver light appeared in Roger's eyes. He looked up and down several times and pondered: "Your sword is so bad now. Go and change the sword marked with the slaying cloud, it is more suitable for you."

"As for you!" Roger looked at Feng Die, took off the huge wheel saw on her back, and said coldly: "This is the first lesson I have taught you."

As he said that, Roger took out a small leather bag, poured out several drops of purple-black liquid, and dripped it on the wheel saw. The green light on the wheel saw immediately dimmed, and gradually, a strange purple-red light shone out.

"This is a toxin condensed from human resentment and fear, with great toxicity and madness. Your wheel saw can only be called a terrible weapon now. Although it doesn't taste great, it will be better in a few days."

When Feng Die almost fainted when she smelled a scent of a man who was about to vomit on the wheel saw. She barely carried the wheel saw on her back, her face pale and almost fainted.

Roger ignored Feng Die and walked downstairs quickly. Ajiani and Feng Die hurriedly followed.

There was chaos downstairs. The soldiers on the Dark Side of the Moon received an emergency order and were racing from all directions of the Oracle City to the temple.

After a moment, the only four hundred moons of the Dark Side Warriors gathered in front of the temple.

Rog looked at the most elite elves warriors brought with them with satisfaction. The cruel battles over the past few months brought a murderous aura to their handsome faces.

Roger didn't say anything, but waved his hand and galloped towards Dresden first. Ajani and Fengdie followed closely behind, followed by the soldiers on the dark side of the moon.

In the distance, Sius was looking at the elves warriors rushing out of the city gate like a tide, and proudly sipped a sip of wine:

"I'm really full of energy! It's really a young man, hehe! Hehe! It seems that I have to work harder too! Move instantly... Fortunately, all the little guy has to deal with is the group moving instantly. Damn it! He really will give me a problem! Tsk tsk! Isn't it my life to interfere with the level 10 magic? This fat boy has a lot of secrets. Humph, I'm so wise, how long can you hide it?"

These days, Dresden is very calm, but there is a surge of uneasiness in the calm.

The civilians could not know the secrets of the great nobles and palaces, but they smelled something from the abnormal behavior of the nobles. These days, great nobles have been constantly relocating their family property from Dresden, and many of them were carried out in secret. Many of the common smiles on their faces were gone.

A prominent person like the Secretary of State Xilai naturally knew what the source of all this uneasiness was.

Duke Annas and his hunting team escaped from the central mountain range a few days ago. It is said that the originally beautiful and rich elves had become a dead city at any time. Countless soldiers and adventurers saw the terrifying scene of the demon being resurrected! The blood clouds in the sky clearly show that the demon comes from the dead world of blood and bones. It also took the lives of thousands of soldiers and adventurers with extremely evil and terrifying necromancer magic!

These days, Shire has repeatedly thought about the things that Roger had said about suppressing the demons with the blood of the elves, which made his hair whiter. This old fox, who had been in power for many years, knew the depth and terror of the new palace magician. He instinctively felt that such a character would never die so simply.

Shire suddenly remembered an ancient story.

In ancient times, a wise emperor deliberately pretended to be seriously ill in order to test the loyalty of his subordinates. So the princes who were usually distracted jumped out one after another. After they performed almost the same, the emperor suddenly recovered his health and caught all the restless people.

What if Rogue is not dead?!

Xilai was scared and sweated! It was really easy for a great magician to pretend to be dead!

His hands trembled, grabbed a glass of ice water and drank it all. The cold water slightly calmed his fear. With years of experience in political struggle, Shire knew that if Rogue really did not die, as his palace magician and Princess Adele's husband, he would probably have another bloody storm in Dresden. A small country like the Principal of Alay, even if the country's strength is exerted, it may not be the opponent of a terrifying magician like Rogue. The various information in Shire showed that the troops led by Duke Annas this time caused great losses to the elves. Although they retreated, it was not surprising that they were defeated by the demons. Moreover, more than 200 captives of elves would still make Annas rich.

Roger will definitely take revenge on this great revenge.

Silai was a little calmer, and he couldn't help but resent Carlos's cowardice. After Roger died bizarrely, he was frightened by the Three Kingdoms of the Highlands behind Duke Annas, and obediently presented the elves with both hands. Regardless of whether the demon would be resurrected, if Roger was just pretending to die, then with his means, the terrible part would never be much less than the demon.

After thinking about it, Shireth felt more and more that Roger was not dead. This intuition about political danger was an important reason why he had not fallen for many years.

He took him back for a few steps and decided to make more preparations. Compared to the cowardly Carlos, he decided to bet more chips on the side of the cruel Roger.

The old Secretary of State pulled the bell and ordered the housekeeper who came in: "Go and find someone smart and ask the palace supervisor to come to me once today no matter what. I have something to discuss with you!"

It's late at night.

The headmaster of the palace, wrapped in a tight cloak, quietly slipped out from the back door of the Xilai Mansion. A carriage with no marks and ordinary style was waiting there. The headmaster jumped onto the carriage and left the road.

Seeing the carriage disappearing at the end of the long street, Xilai felt a big rock in his heart fall to the ground and cover the back door.
To be continued...