Chapter 12: Forget each other  Part 2

The Wanli Ice Field has ushered in a new day.

At this moment when night and day alternated, Rogge was stroking wildly. In front of him, there was still a night with the blue moon and the cold stars hanging high, and behind him were already thousands of golden snakes dancing wildly.

His speed has reached its limit, and his fat figure appears and disappears, like a meteor, flashing and disappearing on the endless ice field.

This race with Chenguang finally ended with Rogue's defeat, and a little red morning light shone in the golden color over his whole body.

Roger laughed and suddenly set his pace. A figure condensed from light golden light was slowly descending in the sky in front of him. Roger immediately recognized Macbeth who had not seen for a long time. However, this time, Roger always felt that Macbeth was a little different from before. More than ten golden star lights would radiate from his light golden body from time to time, and each star light contained a large number of sacred aura. After the star light flew in the air for a while, it would gradually dissipate.

Macbeth didn't care about these star lights at all, but Roger's feeling was much sharper than before. Moreover, the dragon eye in his left eye was not just a symbol of power. It contained quite powerful insights and could see many things that ordinary humans could not see. Combined with the scanning of mental power, Roger immediately found that every golden light flew out of Macbeth's body, and his body composed of golden light would become weaker.

"Have you seen Odaireh?" Macbeth asked with a smile. This smile made his handsome and majestic face even more charming.

"Yes! After seeing her, I have a new direction from now on. I just regret why I didn't listen to you and went to the Floating City earlier."

"You came too late, but it was not too early. Unfortunately, I still know too little about the Realm of the Gods, otherwise I should be able to remind you earlier. Come here and let me see your power."

Macbeth raised his hand and pointed at Roger. A light golden light fell like a waterfall, sprinkling on Roger. Roger stood there, motionless, allowing the golden light to pass through his body. However, the fat man had other ideas. With his mental power, he quietly cut off the golden light and left it in his body.

Macbeth smiled slightly and said, "The power that does not belong to you will eventually disperse. Even I can't keep them, so how can you occupy it? I have taught you what you should learn, so it is really unnecessary to secretly analyze the attributes of my power. If you still need more powerful power, you should go to Odaireh."

Although Roger's skin was thick, he couldn't help but turn red. However, although he was embarrassed, the things he had to his mouth said that he wouldn't spit out anything, so he still left the small ball of golden light in his body, just saying: "The more I practice, the more I realized that the path I had taken before was wrong, and the overall change of attributes had happened. So Lord Macbeth, you should teach me all the knowledge you understand so that I can deal with different situations. As for Odaireh, hum..."

Macbeth laughed and said, "Odrech is indeed very special. Of course, I mean the one who is called Fengyue now. Her way of understanding power is very unique, and you will definitely not be able to imitate it. And with her personality, she will not be a good teacher. If you really need to improve your strength, I think her first idea should be to directly transform you. So I am not talking about her, but another Odrech..."

Roger asked, "Other Odaireh? I think I've seen her, she's called...... "

"You should ask her name yourself." Macbeth smiled and said, "You should learn more from her how to use power."

The endless wind around suddenly solidified, and a faint murderous aura quietly enveloped the audience.

Wina, who looked like frosty, stepped out of the void and stared at Macbeth coldly. This time she did not put on the demon lotus, but clusters of electric fire bodies continued to explode from the tip of the Dragon Soul Battle Gun in her hand. Obviously, she was full of anger.

"You're talking so much!" Wei Nabing said coldly.

Facing Wina's murderous aura, Macbeth was fearless and replied with a smile: "I did say more, but I will not have the chance to say anything more in the future. Although I am not as strong as you, the only work I have done is just to praise God. But you are too focused on power. Although I have been in this plane for a short time, I do know more than you in some aspects. Why do you hide it from him? What is the meaning of this? Think about it carefully!"

The anger in Wina's eyes became even stronger. She stared at Macbeth, and Senhan's murderous intent surged out. But slowly, her murderous intent gradually faded away. Finally, she sighed a little lonely and said, "You... just say whatever you want."

Before she left, she looked at Roger, and the fat man was also looking at her with a smile. However, the fat man's eyes were just a little cherry lips.

The anger that Vina had just disappeared immediately rekindled, and the long-simmering thunder and lightning storm on the Dragon Soul Battle Gun suddenly flew out, knocking the fat man to the ground.

When the fat man struggled to get up with an electric fire, Wina had already left, only Macbeth still looked at him with a smile.

"You are right. I should tell you all the methods of using power, and you can choose it yourself. This is my entire memory and understanding of power, you can understand it yourself." Macbeth raised his hand and pointed, and a holy cross formed by countless tiny golden characters flew out from his fingertips and slowly flew towards Roger. However, dozens of golden star lights flew out at the same time as the holy cross.

Roger let the Holy Cross sink into his chest. He just stared at the stars flying around and suddenly said, "Mr. Macbeth, your situation seems to be a little unnatural now."

Macbeth's smile remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Did you see it too? Yes, my body is dying little by little, and this process is irreversible."

"How could this happen? In this plane, who can have the ability to destroy your body? Is it the goddess of nature?"

"No, it was the light angel created by the great Tirathimis himself, which was really amazing. This time, Achilles obviously prepared enough methods to deal with the lower gods..."

Speaking of this, Macbeth couldn't help but smile bitterly before continuing: "I didn't even see him, and he dissociated the primary divine character that I had just obtained the power of self-confidence. Since the divine character has been dissociated, all traces of my existence would disappear. Alas, Achilles... If he hadn't chosen to destroy himself at the last moment, I think we would have fallen before him."

Roger frowned and said, "As far as I know, after the angel is destroyed, the soul will return to heaven and be reborn again. Unless... it is in some very special circumstances. I think you should have the choice to destroy and then return to heaven."

Seus slowly walked into the room. Although he was walking step by step, his steps were as light as a feather. He didn't look at what was on the ground at all, but just paced back and forth in the room, but when his steps passed, everything remained the same and the tea scattered on the ground had not broken or turned over.

He walked around the room, his face turned pale, he looked up at the south, and murderous aura flashed through his eyes.

Roger couldn't see Sius' expression. He stood at the door and asked with a strange expression: "Elder Sius, what's wrong? Your nest was also copied? Haha, this really doesn't look like a four hundred-year-old killer!"

When Seus turned around, his face had returned to his usual grace and calmness, and he smiled and said, "Mr. Roger, it was not that a thief visited my room, but someone had sent a message. But this was not good news."

Roger asked immediately, "What news?"

As for why sending a message would completely renovate Xius' room, and who has the ability to convey the message in such a domineering and sharp way, the fat man didn't ask a question. He knew that it would be useless to ask. What Xius wanted to say, and he would always come up with a way to tell the fat man. What he didn't want to say was absolutely impossible.

"One good news, two bad news." Seus said in a hurry.

"You can tell me which one is better first." The fat man leaned against the door and replied in a hurry.

"Well, Oracle City has been destroyed, this is bad news."

"What! How could the city of Oracle was destroyed? Was that good thing raised by that bitch?! Where is that elf? How much did he hurt?" The fat man immediately shouted and jumped up.

Seus smiled slightly and said, "The good news is that you will have more than 50,000 more elves from now on."

The fat man was stunned and was a little overwhelmed by the huge gap. He was always worried about the insufficient number of elves and the low fertility. Unexpectedly, there would be 50,000 more elves now, which is great news!

"And the other bad news is that if you don't move fast enough, all your elves, whether new or old, will probably fall under the swords and axes of the orc army."

Roger calmed down, he thought for a moment, frowned and asked, "Did the Green Sea be brought to the orcs? This is unlikely, right?"

Xius sighed and said, "I thought this was impossible. But the impossible thing did happen. It is said that more than 100,000 orcs have swept the entire Green Sea, and now more than 50,000 surviving elves have arrived at the Oracle City. However, the Oracle City will definitely not be able to stop the orcs following, so they chose to retreat to the underground fortress. Now, from time to time, it is estimated that the orcs have just arrived at the abandoned Oracle City."

Roger stared at Sius and asked, "Elder Sius, you even have the Book of Hilo in your hand. How could you not know that such a big thing happened in the Green Sea?"

The smile on Seus's face slowly disappeared and he said in a deep voice: "I really don't know. I think there must be a guy standing behind the orc. The orc suddenly became so powerful, it should be his masterpiece."

Roger wanted to continue asking why the 200,000 elves in the Green Sea could not resist more than 100,000 orcs, but as soon as he calculated the time, his face changed again, and he frowned and said, "No, one day the orcs forward will arrive at the underground fortress! These elves are mine, and they can't hurt the orcs no matter what they say! Elder Seus, I'm going to go to the underground fortress now to see, what are you doing?"

Seus immediately said, "I happened to have a directional portal there. Lord Rogge, if you want to go, we can go over and take a look."

A moment later, a magic light flashed in the center of the underground fortress dug through the long period of the three kings. When the light dissipated, Roger and Sius had stepped out of the portal.

Although he had been mentally prepared, Roger was still shocked by the scene in front of him.

The teleportation magic array is set up in the center of a very wide hall. Every distance on the four walls of the hall, there is a magic lamp. Dozens of magic lamps reflect the entire hall as bright as daytime.

At this moment, the air in the hall was filled with a strong smell of blood and the pungent smell of medicine. Rows of seriously injured elves were lying neatly on the ground, and their low moans echoed throughout the space. At first glance, the injured seemed to have no end! Dozens of elves shuttled back and forth, caring for the injured elves, and were so busy.

The underground fortress was originally designed for the elves of the Oracle City, and it can be said to be very abundant to accommodate more than 10,000 elves. However, 50,000 elves were added at once, and it immediately became extremely crowded. Even these injured elves could only be lined up one by one.

Hundreds of seriously injured elves sounded like the number of casualties was not large, but when they appeared in front of them at the same time, the shock was definitely not something that could be accommodated by a simple number!

Roger looked at all this silently, his eyes narrowed slightly. His hands seemed to be casually behind him, but occasionally a small ball of magic flame would explode from his clenched fists.

A soft cry suddenly sounded in the hall, and a light figure came to Roger and Seus like a gust of wind. It was Effier.

"You're finally here!" said Effier.

"Are these done by orcs?" Roger asked in a deep voice.

"Yes. I heard that the orcs were very powerful this time and there were a lot of them. They also had many war beasts that they had never seen before." Effier replied.

Roger nodded, his face extremely gloomy.

Sius slowly glanced across the hall, his eyes finally fell on Effier, and after a moment, nodded, "You're doing a good job."

"But there are too many orcs coming, and I can't do anything about it." Effier replied with a frown.
Chapter completed!