Chapter 10 Reminiscence

On the road outside Richelieu, Rogue was walking alone in the cold night. At the moment, Achilles had engraved the directions of the two followers of the Church of Light in his memory, and they were given together with their strength.

Rogge took a deep breath of the cold wind in the cold night, but he could not wave away the loneliness in his heart. When Froya faced Achilles alone, his choice could not be said to be wrong. But he just didn't know how to face Froya in the future. From when, this eccentric and weird little fairy had occupied such an important position in his heart?

Moreover, today, in the gradually clear battle between the two sides, he could only play some insignificant roles in killing the reinforcements of the Light Church. He could not get involved in those really important battles. Even because he could not understand the battle at Achilles at all, he could not even make some preparations.

Roger walked along the road, and every step he took was dozens of meters away. His seemingly leisurely steps were actually like wind and lightning.

The fat man didn't know why he believed Achilles' words, but he came to kill Achilles! But what Roger knew was that he was like Achilles, a light angel from heaven, and that's all. Perhaps Achilles had invisibly influenced his will and will. If this was the case, then Roger would recognize it. His most powerful is his spiritual power. If his will is affected by others and he would not know it, he would have no qualifications to resist at all. Even in order to be able to live, he should do as Achilles said.

This battle will be the second great magician he faces head-on, and there is also a warrior with level 15 sacred fighting spirit, who is known for his agility and magic defense. However, Roger was not afraid. What he really feared was the unknown, and all the secrets of the two visitors from the Light Church have been exposed to him. The things left by Achilles to Roger not only have the professions of these two people, fighting spirit and magic levels, but also the power attributes, the combat skills they are good at, and even the attributes of all their equipment are listed one by one.

Roger didn't know how Achilles did this. You should know that many of them were the biggest secrets of a warrior or a magician, and even the closest people would not know. Where did Achilles know?

He suddenly remembered Achilles's bright red gaze that seemed to penetrate everything, and his heart trembled slightly. The fat man finally realized the awesomeness and terror of light angels from one side.

Roger suddenly stood firm, closed his eyes, and eliminated all fluctuating moods from consciousness. When the battle is coming, he must face it in the best condition. Facing any great magician will not be a pleasant and relaxing thing. Even with his current physique, if he is completely captured by the great magician, he may be destroyed. As he goes on, Roger has formulated a battle plan based on the information given to him by Achilles. Of course, with his personality, it is impossible to fully believe in Achilles, so he naturally has to arrange several ways of retreat for himself.

When Rog opened his eyes, two figures had fallen from the distant sky, one of the female mages was surrounded by a faint sacred magic light. In her magic light, there was another warrior. When the warrior was still a hundred meters above the ground, he jumped down from the magic light, as if a piece of falling, falling to the ground.

He drew out a long sword with a brilliant light, and at a glance he knew it was not an ordinary person.

The female magician floated in the air. Although the distance was far, Roger's eyes could see everything clearly. In the reflection of the magic light, her appearance was very beautiful, and she looked like she was in her early twenties. It was unimaginable that she could reach the level of a great magician at her age. However, there are many ways to delay aging in magic, alchemy and potions. For example, after taking the dragon bone grass, Froya's face will no longer grow old, and it will not suddenly grow old a few days before her death. Therefore, the real age of the female magician in front of her may not be clear except herself.

"Who are you, why are you blocking the road here?" the swordsman asked cautiously.

Roger took a breath, and a faint sacred flame suddenly came out around him, and then shouted: "Richelius is about to become a kingdom of the supreme god believers. What are the conspiracies for you two outsiders to come here at this time? If you say something honestly, don't think you will get closer to the imperial capital!"

The female magician and the warrior were stunned and looked at each other, and their eyes fell back to the sacred flames emitted by Rogge, and they were at a loss for a moment. The two of them had been practicing in the Church of Light. Although they didn't walk much, they also knew that the Aslofik Empire was completely occupied by pagans. When did the country of this great empire become the territory of the supreme god believers? But looking at the sacred aura emitted from the flames around Rogge, although it was not powerful, it was extremely

Pure. Although the magic power of that female magician has reached the level of a great magician, it is not as pure as that of Roger in terms of the purity of the sacred magic power. Only a few people in the church she has known all over the church, as well as a few senior officials of the Holy Knights, have such pure sacred power. Of course, if there are those who surpass Roger, there are at least one of them. However, that person has left the Temple of Light and traveled around the world.

"Master Mesley, he looks really a believer of the Supreme God! Is he also a member of the church? Why have I never heard of us operating in the empire?" asked the swordsman on the ground quietly.

Mesley in the air replied: "Of course the church has activities in Aslofik, at least I knew that a cardinal came to the north. Maybe he did all this."

Speaking of this, the shackles of faith with countless magic symbols floating suddenly flashed through her heart, and the situation was clamped on the man's hands.

"Master! What's wrong with you?" The swordsman asked with concern when he saw her expression strange.

Mesley replied to calmness and said lightly: "I'm fine. Ask him, who is the leader of the Supreme God believer in Richelieu?"

The two of them had an unindifferent answer, obviously they didn't take Roger seriously at all, but they no longer had hostility as they were at the beginning. Common beliefs are the best way to build trust among strangers. Moreover, Roger's sacred attributes do not pose any threat to them, and the fat man's twelve-level magic is really not powerful.

Roger seemed to be angry at their contempt, so he roared, took out a magic scroll from his arms, opened it, and looked at it, and began to recite the spell recorded above.

Yixu Chain? Mesley had just heard the spell and identified the magic recorded on the scroll. When Roger recited a few more sentences, even the swordsman also identified this very common sacred magic. They couldn't help but smile. Using Yixu Chain to lock them with them is completely sacred? What's the difference between using the death finger on an undead creature? It seems that although the fat man in front of him has talent, he really has no combat experience. Moreover, this kind of scroll that is not as high-level must be activated by complete chanting, so his magic control can be said to be very poor.

Mesli's heart was moved. The fat man's sacred power was extremely pure, but his magic control was not good. This was the perfect candidate for the divine artist! Could it be that person who taught him the sacred magic? Her heartbeat was a little rapid.

The swordsman knew that he had been locked by Roger, but he looked relaxed and unmoved at all, waiting for the fat man to come.

The fat man seemed to be spraying with his rage as he became louder and louder. He finally spit out the last note fiercely. With a scream, the magic scroll in his hand had already burned to ashes.

Several chains shining with golden light appeared out of thin air. The swordsman opened his mouth in disbelief, and maintained this extremely astonished expression, trapped in place by the interlaced magic chains.

Roger seemed to be extremely confident in his magic scroll. He ignored the effect of Yixu chains at all, but instead stared at Mesley in the sky and began to recite the spell that attacked the magic. But obviously, he was not very familiar with the spell, and he recited it intermittently, and his face showed a thoughtful expression, as if he was trying to recall the spell, and he would recite it once when he thought of it.

Mesley was extremely incredible that Roger's Yixu Chain was able to succeed, but the fat man was so difficult to recite a fireball spell, which made her feel a little relieved. Anyway, there are many incredible things in the magic world, and maybe the fat man was just more lucky. Moreover, if he was trapped by Yixu Chain for a while, he would not get hurt at all.

She didn't see any movement, but just thoughts, a magic shield absorbed by flames enveloped her body. The demeanor of the great magician was undoubtedly revealed.

There are indeed many incredible things in the world of magic. At least the way Roggesong recites spells is not something Mesley can imagine.

In the middle of Roger's intermittent spell, there were also silent spells directly driven by mental power. In this way, a complete magic spell was broken into two parts: Yinsong and Messy. The Yinsong spell sounded like a spell of fireball, but when combined with the silent part, it was completely another magic spell, a magic that was enough to surprise Messley.

Dark Yixu, this terrifying magic that occupies a prominent position in the entire system of dark magic, can cause four effects: rot, disintegration, aging and petrification in the target organism at the same time. It has a certain chance of neglecting the magic defense of the target organism, especially for creatures that use the power of light. Rogue decomposes this dark magic with his superb magic control, and only takes its aging effect, greatly reducing the difficulty of casting. But even so, its casting difficulty has reached the seventh level, so Rogue, who has lost the curse of the other world, still needs to recite a long spell.

When the fat man chanted the last spell, Mesley's expression, who had been watching the old friend's disciples, finally changed drastically because she sensed the rich darkness that Roger could no longer hide!

Roger's mental tentacles accurately captured Mesli's physical condition. Her slightly light green face did not really reflect the full effect of Dark Yixu. Inside her body, several major organs were aging rapidly, and the sudden reduction of performance was no longer enough to support her control of magic. Therefore, the magic shield outside Mesli's body flickered and her body would also fall to the ground.

Even if the curse brought by Dark Yixu is driven away, the damage it causes to the body is permanent, which is exactly the terrible thing about this magic. However, Roger knew that aging effect alone was not fatal enough, and he could not let Mesley activate the magic attached to the magic stick of the divine scripture.

Roger's left eye appeared again, and his eyes with a lot of mysterious power fell on Mesli's face. Just after a glance, the magic light around Roger quickly faded due to excessive magic power consumption. The fat man then took a big step, no longer caring about Mesli, but rushed at the swordsman who was still bound to the spot at high speed, and the long blade condensed from the shadow stretched out from his fingertips.

Mesley only felt a numb feeling coming from her body, and the temperature around her head was rising sharply. The burning breath brought an unbearable tingling to her tender skin!

But at this moment, a faint and sharp wind blew on her body through the scorching breath.

The pair of shackled hands flashed in front of Mesley's eyes, and her consciousness then returned to darkness.

Mesley's entire upper body suddenly turned into a very thin ball of blood mist, and was carried by the wind to float towards the distant night sky. Until this time, a hot and viscous flame similar to the breath of the silver dragon burned violently, but it could only burn half of the skeleton left by the female magician.

Roger's long shadow blade was already raised high, but he stayed in the air and never fell.

Just in front of him, the swordsman showed a strange and mysterious smile on his face, as if he was enjoying the most joyful thing in the world. But on his face, blue, black, dark gray and dark green alternately appeared, changing, and sometimes even four colors appeared at the same time, which looked very mysterious and terrifying. Not only his face, but his neck, so it was the same. I guess the skin on his whole body was also changing colors. The swordsman was completely unaware of his terrible changes, and his expression finally stood on a satisfied smile.

The golden Yixu chains were also stained with thick black. They could no longer maintain their stable magic form and exploded into a messy magic turbulent stream.

The swordsman fell down, and his body seemed to have become a soft pocket, and it began to lose its shape during the fall. When he fell to the ground, the leather pocket finally broke and a large ball of dark blue thick rotten juice was sprayed out! Wherever these rotten juice fell, the ground within a radius of dozens of meters turned into green.

Roger held up the shadow blade and looked forward with a serious expression. The countless splashes of rotten juice could not reach his body at all. Even if it fell directly on him, the juice formed by the aftermath of magic could not do anything to his body.

But Roger had the intention to retreat, and he was secretly gathering magic power and preparing to escape. What made him retreat was the terrifying magic that acted on the swordsman, which was the complete darkness and anthology!

The magician who easily activated this top dark spell stood not far in front of him. He was a mage in a dark black robe. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, from his figure, he was obviously a female magician, and a female magician with excellent figure.

Faced with such a terrifying dark mage, Roger did not run away immediately as he had always been used to doing, but was on guard and staring at her. There was no reason, just because the female magician gave him the feeling that it was too familiar. If a faint black flame ignited outside her mage robe, Roger would almost mistakenly think that Elyss was back!

The mysterious dark mage spoke, and her voice was a little hoarse in her ears: "Your magic control is not bad, but the process is too sluggish. Magic is used to kill people and defeat opponents. The longer the process, the more likely it is to make mistakes. I know you are very brave, but you don't have to be afraid, I'm just here to see you."

Watching her turn and leave, Roger stopped her in a trembling voice: "Wait a minute! Can I... see you?"

She settled down and turned back, saying, "I know you are lustful, but have you always been so direct? Well, I will show you my appearance, but I'm afraid you will be very, very disappointed."

The hood of the mage's robe was lifted up by a perfect slender hand, revealing an ordinary face.

No matter how good Rogge was to hide himself, he couldn't help but show a deep disappointment at this time. He couldn't help but smiled mockingly. With the means of the Light Church and the powerful forces hidden in the darkness, how could she escape even if Elyss was not dead? Moreover, the richer the fat man's knowledge, the closer he was to reaching a conclusion that she could not still exist.

"I'm sorry, I mistake you for another person." Roger saluted the woman with great respect. He knew that he must not be looked down upon by such an extremely powerful dark mage.

She said lightly: "I know. You treat me as Elyss?"

This gentle sentence sounded like a thunderbolt in Roger's ear! He was about to ask, but he saw that the figure of the woman had gone away. In desperation, Roger did not completely lose his mind. He thought about it and just shouted: "Can I know your name?"

The woman's figure had melted into the night, and her voice was still floating from afar, with a faint smile: "You are smart! My name is...Edrenie."
Chapter completed!