Chapter Thirteen  It feels like a dream  

The hall of the sky hall is deep and distant, with blue light belts wandering among the flying snow, and the colorful scenery is like a dream, and it is mysterious and fantasy.

The ice crystal in the center of the hall is still beautiful, and the black-haired goddess in front of the ice crystal is also graceful and quiet, as if she has never changed her posture for thousands of years.

A wave of whispers floated in the hall.

"Fengyue, the outside world has changed a lot. Do you know that Androni was killed by someone, and the person who attacked her was her own relative. But for some reason, when I came back, she could not find her body no matter what. I think you must remember Androni's. She had my child but didn't have time to give birth to it. Before she left, her last wish was to be able to look at you... Alas, I know, these are no longer important to you now."

On the edge of the hall, Roger adjusted his posture so that he could sit more relaxedly. He looked up at Fengyue in the air, and after a long time, he whispered: "Fengyue, the believers in the church have increased a lot recently, and you must be able to sense the power of faith has increased a lot!"

"Actually, I know that in order to get these new believers, I have killed many believers of the Church of Light. Although most of them did not die directly in my hands, no matter who took the action, they should actually be counted on me. The war has been almost half a year since I started, and I can't count how many people I have killed, one million, or two million?" The fat man's voice sounded again, a hint of desolation and helplessness in the low, but more of them are determined, "But this is not important, only

If I can strengthen the power of faith, I am not afraid of killing one million more. In fact, I will soon use one million souls to guide the clone of the Dark Lord God into this world. I don’t know if this is right. Maybe I am introducing the source of destruction into this plane with my own hands. But I can only bet once, because only the Dark Lord God can fight against the light gods behind the Light Church! If the Dark Lord God is not attracted, then the gods in the heavenly world will destroy this plane."

The hall was silent again.

After a moment, Roger slowly stood up and took out a long dark black box from his arms. The box was made of unknown strange metal, decorated with blue patterns as the base, and decorated with flower branches wrapped in golden silk. The box seemed to contain extremely huge magic power, and a faint mist kept popping out from the middle of the branches and dissipating in the hall.

Several snowflakes floated down, silently sank into the surface of the box, and in a blink of an eye, they came out from the bottom of the box again.

Roger gently stroked it, looked up at Feng Yue, which was like an ice sculpture in the air, and said, "Feng Yue, I have been thinking about it for a long time, it would be better to put it here. Don't you object, right?"

Feng Yue is as always, and is indifferent to everything he says.

Roger had long been used to treating her silence as agreement. He raised his hand and threw the metal box hard towards the huge ice crystal behind Feng Yue.

The metal box sank into the ice crystal silently, and then slowly sank down like in water. Every minute of sinking, the buoyancy in the ice crystal seemed to be a little higher, and finally, it stopped in the center of the ice crystal.

"It's time for me to leave, Fengyue, I will come to see you again in two days." Roger looked at Fengyue for the last time and walked out of the palace in the sky.

He stood at the tip of the metal lotus petals stretching out from the main hall in the sky, looking down at the country of wind and moon.

He suddenly discovered that there was also wind in the divine realm, and the coldness in the wind was just like her in the past.

The fat man smiled bitterly, soared into the sky, and disappeared into the void above the divine realm in a blink of an eye.

At this time, among the mountains in the south, four strong men were fighting each other with sacrificing their lives.

The long sword in Fenglan Sword Saint Lentini's hand is very different from the ordinary magical long sword. It needs to be finer and has grown by half a meter. Driven by Rentini's fighting spirit, it is like a poisonous snake, wandering unsteadily, sometimes retracting and sometimes lightning strikes. There are two soft winds surrounding the blade of the long sword. Under their support, the blade will change direction halfway through the attack, and the landing point will change unpredictably.

Lentini's figure had completely turned into a series of light belts, constantly rotating around Proses, and the long sword in her hand attacked the Starry Sky Sword Saint who had been in danger of the holy name for a long time.

Proses's face was cold, and every time he swung the magic sword in his hand, he would leave dozens of star marks in the air. He sometimes advanced and sometimes retreated, but only moved within a few meters. But just looking at the retreat like lightning and wind, we can see that his speed is no worse than Lentini in terms of speed.

Both Sword Saints are good at speed and intrigue. Proses' starry sky Douqi is vicious and vicious, and it is gorgeous and gorgeous. And Lentini is beautiful and has a graceful action. The breeze brought out by her long sword contains hidden but unreleased Douqi, which can hurt people invisibly, and the sinister part is no less than the starry sky Douqi.

The two sword saints often fight for a long time, and the swords will not intersect once. If you look at their duel from a distance and look at their graceful and graceful postures alone, it is indeed an unparalleled enjoyment.

Another decisive battle not far away was much more intense than the battle between Proses and Rentini. Corbetian was covered with hazy Dou Qi, and the outline of the armor could be vaguely seen. However, his Dou Qi armor was much blurry than the Dou Qi armor of other powerful people in the Holy Realm. If you don’t look carefully, you can’t tell that under the faint Dou Qi Guang, there was actually an armor that had condensed into substance.

If Rogue was present to watch the game, he would inevitably sigh again. The strength of Corbettian's fighting armor was no less than that of Fenglan Sword Saint Rentini. However, when a person who didn't know the details faced the one-eyed dragon tavern owner, it was easy to ignore his real power. At that time, the end of underestimating the enemy was defeated and died.

Corbitian looked a little ferocious, with one single eye wide open, staring at the Grand Duke of Bavaria. The giant sword in his hands was like wind and thunder, and a sword was like a chisel of axe! He took heavy steps, and every step he took seemed to have to break the rocks under his feet before he had to stop.

The sword in Reinhardt's hand was not sharp. Apart from its extremely hard texture, it was enough to touch Corbettian's giant sword without damage, there was no other special thing. The Grand Duke looked at Corbettian with light gray eyes expressionlessly. The sword in his hand was as simple as the wind, his sword skills were simple and unpretentious, but he wanted to make no mistakes, and he could not escape. No matter how violent and fierce the attack of the one-eyed dragon could not break through the Grand Duke's solid defense.

On the battlefield, not only are the brilliant lights blooming when the sword shadows and fighting spirit explode, but also the splashing blood beads. In fact, the four strong men have fought from morning to dusk, and they are still fighting hard to distinguish. The battle situation between the two sides is chaotic, and they will exchange opponents at all times, or they will attack each other with one of their own. As time goes by, the consumption of fighting spirit on both sides has also increased, and they have more or less minor injuries on their bodies. When the four strong men fight, they do not need to directly touch the body of their weapons. The unstable fighting spirit on the sword edge can cut through the opponent's defense.

When they first got into the battle, Corbettien and Lentini had a slight advantage. Corbettien's fighting spirit was vigorous and intense, his sword skills were very powerful, and he was unparalleled. However, the Fenglan Sword Saint Rentini was light and weird, which was just right for him. In contrast, the complementarity between the Grand Duke and Proses was not so perfect, and the cooperation between the two sides was also very awkward, so they fell into a hard battle.

However, Proses and Reinhardt had patience. Although Proses' starry sky fighting spirit was slightly weaker than Lentini, his sword skills and starry sky fighting spirit had already been integrated into one, and were naturally complete without any flaws. Although Rentini had the upper hand, he could not completely defeat Proses' defense. The Grand Duke of Bavaria began to defend but not attack. However, the Grand Duke of Bavaria was vigorous and pure, and his other characteristics had not yet been shown, but it was enough to instantly use the primary healing technique in battle to heal some insignificant wounds on himself and Proses.

Accumulate less and become more.

As time goes by, the balance of this fierce, dangerous but very dull showdown of the sanctuary is quietly shifting toward Proses and the Grand Duke of Bavaria. Rentini and Corbitian have already felt the subtle changes in the battle situation, and they are trying to recover their disadvantages, but Proses and Grand Duke of Bavaria are far beyond their imagination, and they are firmly grasping the situation and expanding their advantages bit by bit.

Lentini suddenly stepped back and stood more than ten meters away from Proses. The long sword in her hand made a long roar that resounded through the sky, pointing straight to the Sword Saint of the Starry Sky.

Proses stood with his sword and looked calmly at Rentini who was madly improving his fighting spirit. The blue water light emitted by the long sword in his hand Hua Ningding calmly did not fluctuate at all due to the opponent's rising fighting spirit.

"Prosy! Do you feel guilty about what happened back then?" Lentini shouted loudly.

"Cure?" Proses smiled coldly and said, "I, Proses, never feel guilty about what I have done! Besides, you were gentle and obedient at the time, but later became arrogant and moody. How many people can tolerate you? From the day you killed Ji Sili with one sword and the child in her belly, we have no relationship. I'm afraid it's not me who feels guilty about the things that happened back then! Lentini, if you don't leave, you will force me to kill you!"

Lentini's voice rose wildly with her fighting spirit: "You only remember Ji Sili's child! What about the child in my belly?! You don't know the existence of this child at all! I tell you, on the night you cruelly threw me down, I knocked him out! Proses, since you can throw me down, I can kill your child!"

When he heard that Rentini had a child, Proses's eyes finally fluctuated for a moment, but the ripples immediately melted away. The muscles on Corbitian's face twitched suddenly, and the giant swords that were waving in the air stagnated slightly, and then he continued to cut them down. At this moment, the Grand Duke of Bavaria suddenly retreated dozens of meters away, and the milky white light on his body kept flashing. Several low-level healing techniques had been applied to him, and he also treated Proses.

Proses looked at Rentini and said lightly: "Lenti, the things that happened back then have long passed, and now I am interested in the only sword in my hand. If you plan to continue this decisive battle, then I will kill you."

Lentini burst into a crazy long laugh, and her fighting spirit had reached its limit. The numerous tiny wounds on her body spewed out thin blood lines.

"Okay! Proses, come and kill me! See who can kill between us!"

Lentini slowly lifted her sword, and the soft sword tip was so excited by the fighting spirit that several light green winds were dancing around the sword tip.

Corbitian looked at the Grand Duke of Bavaria standing ten meters away, still as motionless as a mountain, and slowly raised the giant sword with both hands over his head. Buzz! His giant sword made a tremolo sound like a bell ringing, and then a ray of flames quickly ignited from the hilt of the sword. The hot air flow made his figure a little blurred. His one-eyed eyes opened slowly and a blood line slowly flowed down. The armor condensed by the fighting spirit on his body had disappeared, and it seemed that all the power had been concentrated on the giant sword with both hands.

Corbitian roared, and with the roar, several hexagrams condensed by Douqi flames appeared around him, flying slowly around his body.

The one-eyed dragon suddenly jumped into the air, and the giant sword in both hands was like carrying a towering mountain, and it cut off at the Grand Duke of Bavaria on its head. The Grand Duke also changed to holding the sword in both hands. The long sword was as heavy as ten thousand pounds, and slowly waved it upwards to meet the edge of Corbutian's sword!

A flash of light lit up between the swords of the two swords, and in an instant it was already lit to the point where all the colors in the world were taken away! The sudden Dou Qi Storm had nowhere to vent the violent energy, and plowed a large pit more than one meter deep on the hard ground, and the outer edge continued to expand outward! In the center of the Dou Qi Storm, the chain armor on Corbitian's body had long been torn to pieces by the wild Dou Qi airflow. His strong body was quickly covered with wounds, and even flesh flew out in a whole piece! However, his blood-dropped one-eyed eyes were still open, desperately urging the Dou Qi to try to split the Grand Duke and the sword and the man in half!

The giant sword could not move forward at all, because what he wanted to split was a mountain.

The armor on the grand duke was obviously much better than Corbetian's chain armor. In such a fierce storm, it was only covered with cracks and had not yet broken. However, the grand duke's helmet was blown away by fighting spirit, revealing a huge amber gem inlaid on his forehead.

A sacred flame ignited in the light gray pupils of the Grand Duke, and the gems on his forehead were also emitting brilliant light. The gems became brighter and brighter, and in a blink of an eye, the strong amber light overwhelmed everything and filled Corbitian's vision...

Lentini's sword silently met Proses's sword.

The fighting spirit attached to her sword edge had suppressed Proses' starry sky fighting spirit in an instant, and shattered his magic sword in one fell swoop. However, this attack was not without cost, and Rentini suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. But she smiled almost madly, and the sword edge of the long sword trembled, shattering the sword edge of the starry sky sword saint inch by inch, swimming towards his heart!

Proses's handsome and distinctive face suddenly became transparent, and a faint water-blue light shone from under his skin. He threw down the magical sword with only the hilt of the sword in his hand. The right hand, which also became bright blue and transparent, like a sapphire, actually grabbed the edge of the sword!

Lentini's eyes widened in shock because her sword could no longer move forward. In Pross' left hand, there was a long sword purely condensed from the starry sky Douqi, which stabbed her heart mercilessly! Lentini urged the Douqi one after another, but in front of the starry sky Douqi, which was as deep as the abyss, the wind and waves caused by her Douqi disappeared into the sea in a blink of an eye.

"Five years since Jisli's death, there has been nothing else in my heart except sword." Proses's voice was emotional. As he said, he slowly stabbed Lentini with the sword in his hand. "And you two, one has only hatred in his heart, and the other only knows how to escape, how could they be my opponent? By the way, I don't need the blue sky now!"

Although the sword thrust condensed by the starry sky Douqi moved slowly, it finally touched Rentini's left chest. Her gorgeous breastplate quickly sunk, cracked and broken in front of the starry sky Douqi. Then the shirt under the armor also cracked without wind, revealing the snow-white chest muscles under her clothes.

With a crisp sound, the grand duke's long sword wrapped in the sacred fighting spirit came from the side and picked out Proses's long sword of fighting spirit. Then he punched Rentini heavily on the back, and the powerful fighting spirit attached to the fist shattered her defense in just one blow.

Lentini suddenly squirted out a mouthful of blood, and her armor on her vest was broken. She shook her slightly, then fell to the ground and fainted.

Proses frowned slightly and looked at the Grand Duke quietly. The long sword of Dou Qi in his hand continued to shoot out starlight.

Under the setting sun, the gems on the grand duke's forehead became softer and softer. He smiled and said, "Dear Mr. Proses, since you have abandoned your old feelings, why not give her to me! The golemn legion of the Babylonian Empire is famous on the mainland, and I am very interested in this secret."

Proses looked at the unconscious Rentini and pondered. He naturally knew what the grand duke meant, and also knew what would happen in the process of forcing Rentini to reveal the secrets of the Golem Legion. Although his heart was dead, the relationship between Rentini and him was extraordinary after all, so he pondered without saying anything.

Seeing that he was hesitant, the Grand Duke frowned and said, "Let's do this, Mr. Proses, I know that you have a very old friendship with the Sword Saint of Fenglan. I can say hello to His Majesty the Pope. Among the newly admitted children in the church this year, you will first select ten people to inherit your starry sky fighting spirit. What do you think?"

Proses' fingertips trembled slightly.

Every year, the Church of Light will select a group of children with excellent qualifications from all over the mainland and train them accordingly accordingly. Although none of these children will eventually become churches, the Church of Light has been established for hundreds of years. With the increasing development of the church's power, the number of churches has increased. The church and the Holy Knights are the core of the force of the Church of Light, and the growth of the church has in turn promoted the expansion of the power of the Church of Light.

With the power of the Light Church today, there are only more than one hundred children selected from all over the mainland every year, and naturally everyone has extraordinary martial arts or magical talents. If Proses could select ten people from them, with his current attainments, in time, a new swordsman would inevitably appear among his disciples. In the past ten years, among all Proses' disciples, Androni, the only real genius, was passed on the blue sky to her.

Proses knew that Androni had arrived in the north and stood on the side of the sacred agreement. However, after hearing that she had also broken through the holy realm, the Starry Sky Sword Saint was still much more relieved than regret. After all, for the strong, few people would value secular power and disputes.

Proses did not answer the Grand Duke's question, but turned around and left silently.

The grandfather looked at Rentini who was still unconscious and smiled slightly.

In late summer, after Rogue raided the front line of the Holy Hui Alliance alone, the situation of the stalemate suddenly heated up. On the night when Rogue and the powerful retreated to Oshinia, Pompey's Sea God's Legion suddenly set off and swept the front line of the Holy Hui Alliance along the route Rogue walked, and pushed three small fortresses and six towns overnight, causing the material accumulation and transportation hub in the hinterland of the alliance to lose protection and directly exposed to the Imperial Cavalry.

Hundreds of kilometers away, Alexander's Glacier Legion also began to advance. The Northern Army God defeated the 100,000 Austro-Hungarian Empire's 100,000 troops in a series of battles in the Maple Leaf Plain, tore a big hole on the front line of the Shenghui Alliance, and rushed forward, and began to advance toward the depth of the battlefield. At this time, the Glacier Legion's situation was very favorable. It could not only attack the Austro-Hungarian Empire's land, but also turn south, and encircle the retreat of the 300,000 alliance army stationed on the "meat grinder" front.

At this time, on the Eastern Front where the Allied countries were relatively weak, the Shenghui Alliance also launched a fierce attack. However, after many wars, the appearance of the Dro Empire's army finally changed. Although they retreated step by step under the attack of the legions of the Duchy of Bavaria, they were still able to defeat without being in chaos. After retreating for dozens of kilometers, they still maintained a relatively complete front.

However, the front line is invisible, and the battlefield is vast. On this thousand-mile front, the knights of both sides are traversing and raiding the gaps on the opponent's front line. Perhaps inspired by Roger's attack, the knights in the two camps are now equipped with a considerable number of martial artists or high-level mages, in order to give a devastating blow to the enemy in front of them at the moment of the attack and quickly open the breakthrough.

In the late summer season, the numbers of casualties on both sides rose sharply, and the marks on the front lines on the map continued to change.

However, during the war on the Eastern Front, the Shenghui Alliance was not all smooth sailing.

On a summer afternoon, the 4,000 human-faced spider knights were walking along the road, and they were preparing to intercept a light cavalry from the Dro Empire ahead. Since the war began, the cavalry suffered the most heavy losses among the various armies of the Dro Army. If the light cavalry of more than 3,000 people were wiped out, it would be a considerable loss for the Dro Empire.

The entire human-faced spider knights remained silent, but the sound of hooves was rumbling. The iron hooves of the war horse made the earth tremble slightly. Suddenly, the trembling of the earth became a little stronger. Although this change was extremely small, it could not hide the keen feeling of Gonzalez. He raised his right hand, and the adjutant beside him immediately issued an order. In a blink of an eye, the entire human-faced spider knights stopped.

The tremor of the earth became more and more obvious.

Gonzalez browed urgently, raised his hand and pointed to the side. The entire human-faced spider knight immediately moved, facing the direction of his finger, and set up a battle formation. Several mages in the knights began to chant spells and blessed themselves with protective magic. As if they sensed the invisible tension, many war horses were neighing, uneasyly digging the ground with iron hooves.

On the top of a hill a thousand meters away, the enemy finally appeared.

Seeing the long sword shining with beautiful blue light in his hand, Gonzalez's pupils tightened.

Roger stood on the top of the hill for a moment, suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Gonzalez, then took a big step, and launched a raid on the entire human-faced spider knight!

"Who is this person? Does he want to attack us? It's crazy!" A mage who had just been transferred into the human-faced Spider Knights pointed at Rogue who was running towards him and asked in disbelief to the knights guarding him.

Before he could answer, he felt a sudden pain in his hand. The mage screamed and looked at it intently, and then he realized that his whole hand was melting! In his eyes, the whole world began to turn red, and the surrounding scenery was gradually distorted and blurred.

The mage felt something and looked up. He found that there was a fire cloud dozens of meters square in the more than ten meters above his head. The fire cloud emitted an astonishing high heat and kept spraying nearly transparent flames to the human-faced spider knights gathered below.

Flame storm!

The magic name had just emerged in the mage's consciousness, and the blazing flames had swallowed him up.

Almost as the fire cloud was formed, Roger had already rushed into the human-faced spider knight formation. Several blue lights suddenly lit up, and in an instant, the extremely sharp blue sky had caught several unexpected knights and horses chopped into several pieces!
To be continued...