Zhang Yi regrets that he is too late

A beam of sunlight in the early morning shines through the two-story stained glass windows, shining in the vast and magnificent hall.

At the end of the hall is a high platform, with the only luxurious seat in the entire hall placed on it. The simple style cannot conceal the extraordinary taste of the master of art Fan Zhe two centuries ago. The elegant magic crown-shaped handmade woodcut on the top of the high backrest is the only decoration on the entire chair. At this time, a majestic middle-aged man was sitting on the high chair. He was bathed in the morning sun, supporting his jaw with his hands, and his eyes seemed to be closed.

This is the top floor of the headquarters of the Tide Legion. It was originally used as a conference room for military aircraft and also as a temple for worshipping the goddess of nature. Frederick is the most devout believer of the goddess of nature. His original intention of doing this is to ask the goddess of nature to protect the successful military operation.

But it was not the case for Fatty. He hated the Goddess of Nature and his followers to the core. As for the military conference, he was now willing to let the Tide Legion's military operations go their own way and would not hold any military conferences at all. So as soon as the Fatty seized real power, he demolished the place cleanly and re-arranged it into the temple of the Church of Light.

Since the goddess of nature is not in the heaven, she naturally belongs to the heretic. Suppression or influence heretics are signs of piety, so Roger's actions were of course strongly supported and praised by Macbeth.

However, at this moment, the altar was placed on the altar, nor the throne of any main god. Roger directly placed a throne and let Macbeth sit on it.

Macbeth had to refuse at the beginning, but Roger said that ordinary people were too humble and directly worshiping the Lord God was disrespectful to the Lord God. They should worship Macbeth, and then Macbeth conveyed his faith to the Lord God in heaven, so that he could comply with the rules. In terms of words, Macbeth was certainly not Roger's opponent. After being lobbyed by him, he had to sit on the throne at the center of the altar.

These days, the people of the Tide Legion have never entered this hall, but the generals of Roger's own troops reported to Roger here. The fat man stood in front of Macbeth's side, and the generals had to salute Macbeth first, and then it was Roger's turn. Roger did not set up tables and chairs, and everyone stood directly to discuss matters, and after the discussion, they would scatter.

Roger said that no one was qualified to sit in front of Macbeth's glory.

For some reason, Macbeth suddenly remembered the Pope and Augustus who had sat in front of him, and of course there was another Catherine. But Catherine later also satisfied him with Macbeth's respect. Therefore, the tolerant Four-Winged Angel decided to forgive her initial disrespect.

In recent days, Roger's real power in the Tide Legion has increased significantly. The most direct reason is that Wallace, who led his troops to invade Soratu, failed again.

Wallace's initial action was very smooth, but an accident occurred when attacking the second supply transfer station. Although the transfer station had added defenders, there were only more than 500 people after the increase of troops. How could it be possible to resist the 5,000 elite light cavalry of the Tide Legion? But these 500 soldiers were phalanx soldiers who specialized in cavalry. They were tenacious and occupied a large fortification, erected a five-meter long spear, and strangled to death. Just as Wallace ordered a full-strength attack, the magic circle set under the fortification suddenly launched, turning within a hundred meters into a sea of ​​flames! Moreover, the Delaware Empire ambushed more than ten mages this time. They suddenly poured a large-scale attack magic auxiliary to the heads of the Tide Light Cavalry from hundreds of meters away!

After launching the first wave of attack magic, these magicians immediately boarded the horse and fled, making the tide light cavalry in the chaos unable to catch up with them.

The most vicious thing is that whether it is the preset flaming magic circle or the magician's long-range attacks, they completely ignore the lives and deaths of hundreds of warriors trapped in the fortifications, and some even just target them. Because the distance is too far, these long-range attack magic will somewhat deviate from the target when they fly. Therefore, if you aim at the fortifications, you can at least get involved in a few light cavalry of the tide legion, which seems to be the purpose of the Delaware.

When the flames were extinguished, Wallace, who was frightened and angry, immediately counted the casualties and found that the elite light cavalry had killed more than 700 cavalry, and more than 200 were seriously injured. The result was that only 500 enemy phalanx spearmen were killed.

No matter from any perspective, the operation failed. The fat man's attitude towards failure was very simple, and everything was done according to military rules. As a result, more than ten officers of all sizes were thrown into a military prison for ineffective command, waiting for future punishment. This included many officers in charge of intelligence, most of whom were former colleagues of Mei.

The crime of defeat can be big or small, and basically the power of life and death of these officers is already in the hands of the fat man. Because many subordinates are in their hands, Wallace is naturally much more polite to Roger. He has never cared about the small matter of demolition and construction of the Fat man at the Legion headquarters since then.

The fat man's strategy is to do everything according to military rules and wait for the Tide Legion to make a mistake. No matter how big or small the mistake is, once he catches the handle, it is to strictly punish the punishment. Wallace has no choice but to do so. If he disobeys the order, it is like a rebellion. The empire is extremely strict with the rebels. Not only is the rebels a death sentence, but it also has to implicate all the direct blood relatives of the rebels.

Shortly after dawn, Roger appeared at the headquarters of the Legion. He climbed up the stairs and walked towards the bright hall on the top floor, while Mei was inseparable from behind him. Her willpower was amazing. She recovered from the thunder and lightning craze in just half a day, endured the severe pain in her body, and ran around with Roger all day long.

Mei wants to report the movements of the Legion to Roger at any time so as not to be charged with acting without authorization. Now that Wallace is newly defeated, the Tide Legion is unwilling to let the fat man catch the handle on procedural matters. Who knows if Roger, who has vicious means, will commit multiple crimes against many convicted officers and execute them on the spot?

At this moment, while Mei was walking, she reported to Rogge about the information about the city lord of Soratu that she had just collected. Rogge was very interested in this ruthless and capable city lord. It was not just a little clever to be able to make Wallace suffer a loss last time.

Viscount Fernandez, the lord of Soratu City, has just arrived for a month. He is an unknown little noble. He has never heard of any blood or in-laws with the Delaware Empire imperial family. It seems that this viscount is either excluded or has no choice but to do anything to make progress, so he ran to the front line of Soratu City to be the lord.

While listening to Mei's report, Rog pushed open the door of the Hall of Light.

Macbeth, who was sitting on the altar, opened his eyes slightly, and saw Roger and Mei coming in, he stood up and walked down the altar.

‘Sir Macbeth, what are you going to experience today?’ Roger trotted all the way to meet Macbeth.

Macbeth went to the temple outsider and asked, "Rog, do you have any problems with your understanding of the power of light?"

At this moment, it was already morning light on the large terrace. Macbeth stood firm in the terrace, slightly tilted his head to enjoy the crystal-like air.

Another sunny day, the sky that had been gloomy for many days was bright and deep blue. The lead clouds gathered over the Red Clay Plateau for many days had long dissipated, leaving only a few faint clouds. There was almost no wind, and everything was so quiet and peaceful under the pure sunlight. It is hard to imagine that the city of Silde encountered such a big snowstorm two days ago.

Rogge is one of the few alternatives among the necromancers who do not hate sunshine. As he enjoyed the warm sunshine, he said, "I feel like I understand what you have taught. But now there is a prop that can store magic, so there is no way to test it, and there is no way to convert the power of darkness and death on me into the power of light."

Macbeth pondered: "This is indeed a problem. When I return from heaven, the strength of the light power on you will directly affect the result of redemption. Now it is time for me to return to the Light Church. Let me see if there is such magical equipment in the Light Church. If so, I will bring it to you first when I return to heaven."

Roger was of course overjoyed and grateful for this result. The fat man was so excited that he couldn't bear to himself, and tears were about to drip. If he hadn't been caring about Macbeth's noble identity, he might have done such a move that he pulled his sleeves and kissed his shoes.

Although Macbeth was cruel and ruthless, he was still very moved by Rogue's piety and sincerity. He comforted Rogue with a few words, saying nothing more than words that would definitely arrange his redemption.

Outside the gate of the temple is a large terrace with a radius of dozens of meters. Roger accompanied Macbeth to the edge of the terrace, and watched Macbeth rise up and fly into the sky respectfully.

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

It was not until Macbeth's figure completely disappeared that Roger then stopped the reluctant expression on his face.

At this time, a sudden sound of footsteps came. General Wallace hurriedly walked up to the large terrace with more than ten capable subordinates, as if he was going to discuss some important military aircraft with Roger.

Wallace knew that Roger had never had the habit of sitting for a meeting, so he stood by Roger with his generals. Looking from a distance, it seemed like a bunch of old comrades were chatting intimately. Mei took out a small note book and recorded it. At this subtle moment, what should be recorded and what should not be recorded will be a test of her skill.

Wallace opened with a few polite and complimentary clichés. As soon as he finished speaking, the two generals beside him couldn't wait to take out a military map, which was marked with various military marks and arrows, which seemed to be a plan for a large-scale battle. Sure enough, Wallace was on the main point, and wanted to lobby Roger to agree to a large-scale attack on Soratu. This time the troops to be used far exceed Wallace's authority, so Roger's consent must be obtained. Otherwise, the crime of not obeying the order and fighting without authorization would be a death sentence.

When Rogge heard Wallace's intention, he immediately interrupted him and said with a smile: "It's not great to use so many troops...'

Just as Roger was halfway through his words, a few long dragon roars suddenly floated down from the sky.

Roger was slightly stunned, thinking that he had heard it wrong. How could a dragon appear in a place like Sild City? But seeing Wallace and several officers with very skilled martial arts seem to be heard, the fat man couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

As soon as he looked up at the sky, he saw a large area of ​​dazzling golden light scattering in the sky! There was a sacred aura that was so strong that it could not be dissolved, which made Roger's skin feel painful. When the golden light dissipated, Macbeth actually appeared on the terrace again.

Roger was shocked and hurriedly stepped forward and shouted: "Master Macbeth! Are you back from the Church of Light so quickly?...'

But Macbeth's face turned pale and turned a deaf ear to Roger's cry. He just stepped back step by step, and seemed extremely nervous.

Roger opened his mouth wide and watched Macbeth step by step back. He retreated to the gate of the temple, but still did not stop.

There were several dragon roars clearing through the clouds in the sky. This time, the clear dragon roar spread throughout the city of Silde, and the city was immediately in chaos.

An invisible pressure fell quietly.

Roger suddenly felt a suffocating palpitations. At that moment, his hair and beard were standing upside down, and his heartbeat had completely stopped! The fear and awe from the deepest part of his soul completely controlled his body and consciousness! This pressure was similar to the dragon's might of a giant dragon, but it was far more terrifying than the dragon's power.

Roger still retained a little bit of reason in Lingtaichung, but he could not control his body at all. Wallace and the generals' consciousness was already blank. Macbeth, who was retreating, seemed to be unable to bear the stimulation of pressure. With a whistle, a pair of white wings spread wildly behind him.

Macbeth's wings spread out, and sacred flames, like clouds and mist, kept gushing out from his body. In the clouds and mists, petals fell like rain, and there were scattered sings. But the powerful sacred aura could only circumvent Macbeth, and it was impossible to break through the invisible pressure.

However, Macbeth, who spread his wings, still retreated involuntarily and retreated into the particularly gloomy and dim Temple of Light. Behind him, the outline of the second pair of wings had already appeared faintly.

Huge shadows swept across the terrace.

‘Dragon! That’s a giant dragon!’

‘Oh my God! There is still one over there!’

‘Escape quickly! Let me out of the city! ‘Idiot! Can you run past the flying dragon?’

The city of Silde is completely in chaos. The dragon power of the two giant dragons is completely unbearable to ordinary people, although they are still flying in the sky.

Roger looked up and saw that there were indeed two giant dragons in the sky! One was a huge silver dragon that could be called a natural enemy of dark existence like him, and the other giant dragon, whose majesty and grace were actually a sacred dragon!

Roger trembled. He wanted to escape, but he couldn't move at all!

The huge silver dragon hovered in the sky and rushed straight towards the headquarters of the Tide Legion. It gradually slowed down in the air and finally hovered at a distance of only about dozens of meters from the large terrace. At this distance, Roger could even see the fine ribs on its curling dragon horns!

The silver dragon looked up to the sky and resounded through the clouds! This dragon roar containing power and sacred almost made Rogsu collapse to the ground! As for Wallace and other generals, they could no longer control their bodies, and they all fell and struggled to support them, and everyone's eyes showed despair.

The silver dragon floating in the air raised his wings, and it turned out that he was holding two carriages in his claws. Two rows of magicians in black robes came out of the carriages, stepped on an invisible road in the sky, and walked onto the large terrace. More than 20 mages lined up in two rows on the large terrace, then bowed and whispered in the same voice. The one who led these magicians was Mora, who blended holiness and sang beauty in one.

The silver dragon slowly lowered its huge dragon head, revealing the car with green curtains hanging down on its back. It was darker than the dark night, with gold and silver-colored clouds as its edges, and the thorny roses blooming in the flames coiled toward the top of the car. A golden shield was inlaid on the side of the car. The coat of arms was engraved on it, which was a silver headless angel statue.

Roger's heart immediately hopped wildly.

Is a huge adult silver dragon actually the role of a mount? What kind of existence will it be to be qualified to sit in the dark black carriage?

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

As the stunning figure slowly stepped out of the carriage, Roger felt a roar in his mind, and his eyes were full of dazzling colors.

Apart from those silver eyes, he could no longer tell anything else.

The woman who only appears in a deep and sweet dream has only two colors on her body, the most dazzling silver and the purest distant black. The ultimate contrasting color renders a perfect peerless light. She wore a silver long skirt, and the neck ring in her neck was made of unknown metal, flowing with silver light, and dark black rose branches were wrapped around her left arm.

Her black hair was like a waterfall, and her silver eyes were filled with arrogance overlooking the world and a coldness of indifference to all living beings.

She stepped over the neck and head of the silver dragon, and walked down from the void step by step. Wherever her slender feet fell, a silver step immediately appeared out of thin air, bearing her peerless charm.

Tat, tt, tt. Every time the black crystal heel on her slender feet touches the silver stairs, the souls of all living beings in Silde City will sway!

This dreamlike woman, this woman who looks down on all living beings in the world, just walked down the stairs, passed by Rog, and walked straight to the Temple of Light!

Several figures kept falling in the sky. They stepped onto the silver ladder one by one, followed the woman respectfully, and walked slowly down.

Following the woman were three mysterious figures wearing black robes and unwilling to reveal even a little skin. But from their unconcealed majesty and the rich breath of death, Roger seemed to feel the eternal storm of the world of death again!

When he saw the fourth person in the queue, Roger couldn't help but be stunned. It turned out to be the Death God class who had no news for a long time! Why did he appear here too?

When he saw Androni in fifth place, Roger was already numb. 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 Rogue helplessly. Looking at the elegant and elegant figure, who wouldn't be Sius?

The woman paused slightly when she stepped onto the terrace. Her slightly bent silver eyes were patrolling the blue sky, the mountains, rivers, and the worldly beings that belonged only to her! Then, she walked past Master Kuaixin and entered the Temple of Light.

The thumps came one after another, and at this point, the generals were exhausted physically and mentally under one pressure after another, reaching the limit they could bear. They fell down one after another, lying all over the ground. Only Wallace could maintain a half-kneeling posture with his sword. Mei was completely kneeling, and his hands that supported the ground could not tremble, and he could fall completely at all times.

Only Roger was still standing.

The fat man suddenly felt that all the bizarre worldly things were like a big dream. He couldn't help but moan, and wanted to laugh loudly.

‘Mr. Roger…’ Wallace’s voice was trembling uncontrollably, ‘Just… did I see five holy realms?’

‘Seven.’ Roger said tumultuously.

‘But… the one at the end is obviously not a holy land.’

‘You are wrong. That old guy can be counted as at least two.’

The one who led these crazy magicians was Mora who had already integrated holiness and smoky charm. She also walked into the Temple of Light, but when she passed by Rogge, she said softly: "Master Rogge, please follow me in."

The gate of the temple is open, and the deep and dark palace looks like a monster that can be gnawed at any time.

Roger trembled all over. He suddenly patted Wallace on the shoulder and said with a wry smile: ‘Brother, let’s fight together in the future!’

The fat man ignored Wallace, who was confused, and took a deep breath. He suddenly strode forward, followed Mora into the temple without looking back!

With a dull roar, the two doors of the temple were closed heavily.
Chapter completed!