"Crucible Augustus!"

"Burn him to death!"

The crowd was boiling, and the shouting overwhelmed the man's voice in a blink of an eye.

Rogge suddenly felt a sense of inexplicable annoyance. What was he and her, and those who saw through the plane and destiny, for countless desperate battles? Is it for the existence of the plane and to safeguard the survival, freedom and dignity of these people in front of him? But there is no point in thinking about the purpose of the struggle before him. He once had the glory of the Lord of Destruction. Therefore, he could not escape. Since he was unwilling to surrender, he could only fight to the end. What's more, destruction is redemption. Whether he surrendered or not, the ending is the same.

The fat man's thoughts moved slightly and he had already appeared behind the thin man. The fat man kicked the bluestone statue of ten meters high and grabbed it casually. He folded the calves of the statue, then took the huge and strange stone pillar and smashed it to the back of the man's head!

"I will lead you..." The man's scream stopped abruptly!

Roger picked up the stone statue's calf and was about to continue to smash it down, but he was stunned. He looked at the stone statue's calf and then looked at the place where the man was originally standing. Although the hatred in his heart was hard to relieve, he felt that there was no need to make up for it a few more times.

The crowd suddenly calmed down, unable to understand the bloody reality in front of them for a moment. Someone took the lead and shouted: "Devil!" It was like a spark falling into the sea of ​​oil, and the flames that were temporarily resting in the crowd's hearts burned again!

Looking at the crowd rushing upwards, Roger sneered, his lips moved slightly, and he spit out a few simple notes. A circle of slowly flowing whirlwinds were generated around him. At this time, the fat man was no longer the young man who had just seen the secret of magic that day. The magic he cast casually, regardless of the high level or low level, contained incredible power.

The wind was very gentle, as soft as a knife. Dozens of wild people who rushed forward suddenly stopped, and dozens of crisscrossing red lines appeared on their naked skin. The people in front stopped, but the people behind them were still shouting for rushing forward. Under the push, dozens of people in the front fell one after another. Before their bodies hit the ground, they cracked into dozens of pieces of flesh and blood were everywhere!

Although the believers were wild, they had not completely lost their minds. Those who accidentally stepped on the corpse exclaimed and stopped one after another. However, behind them, dozens of times more people were brave enough to move forward. As soon as they stopped, they were immediately pushed down by the people behind them. Next, countless feet were stepping on.

The wind was still blowing gently around the base of the high stone statue, but the sharp wind could not stop the nearly crazy crowd. The splashing blood mist could not extinguish the raging flames in people's hearts. Roger had a calm face, raised the stone pillar in his hand high, and smashed it down heavily.

One, two, three...

After just counting it, Roger felt bored. He looked around and saw that there were several holy lights lit up in various parts of the city, which were the brilliance of the angel's wings. Roger looked at the crowds around him who were rushing up in fearlessness, sighed, threw down the blood-red stone pillars in his hand, and turned to the north. His figure flashed, and every step he took was a thousand meters away. In an instant, Roger had gone away. In the square, the wild people did not realize that their target had disappeared, and they still squeezed towards the base of the stone statue like crazy.

Walking in the night, Roger's heart was not only boredom, but also melancholy. He had discovered subtle changes in his heart. The fat man had already been in a high position at a young age, and countless experiences between life and death made him forget the word "kindness". Although the fat man was not bloody, he was never afraid of killing people when he needed it, no matter how many people he wanted to kill. However, every time he killed people or even massacres in the past, he regarded the other party as a human being. He regarded it as a race that was the same as himself.

But this time it's different.

These people were confused and did not know that their future destiny was just food for the gods to absorb faith. Just as pigs and sheep were used to man. They fought wildly for it, just one step closer to becoming pigs and sheep. Perhaps because of this, when Rogue was killing, he could not feel that he was killing people, but was just slaughtering groups of pigs and sheep. He no longer regarded these people as the same race as himself.

So he felt sad.

With such a state of mind, what is the difference between him and the gods in the sky at this moment?

The fat man smiled bitterly and drove out all the slight chaos. He suddenly stood in the air, turned around slowly, and sneered at the seven-point holy light that was chasing at full speed behind him.

After a moment, seven balls of burning holy flames were added under the night sky.

Roger stood in the air, his eyes swept across the continent under the night sky again. At this moment, how many people were fighting alone like him?

He shook his head and turned to the north. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly frowned and stopped his body. In front of him, two more angels appeared. They were huge in size and their aura was completely different from those of low-level angels.

Roger finally showed a solemn look on his face. The two power angels are also opponents worth taking seriously for him at this moment. Moreover, they are different from the power angels brought by Andre Oli that day. They stepped out directly from the gate of the heavens, and their main power was much less affected by this plane.

The fat man narrowed his eyes and looked at the shining star in the night sky. That star was the gate of heaven that was being established. No one knew how long it took to build a gate of heaven, and Roger also didn't know. He only knew that there were high-level angels among the hundreds of angels surrounding the gate of heaven, and it was very difficult to get close to the gate of heaven. Moreover, one side of the gate of heaven was connected to this plane, and the other side was bathed in the light of the main god, which was not something that ordinary gods could destroy. Moreover, since the gate of heaven had begun to be established on this plane, even if one was destroyed, the other would be established.

Since all this has begun, it will inevitably come to an end.

But since the star was hanging high in the night sky, it has not been long since. Even before the night was over, the powerful angel stepped out of the gate of heaven and began to patrol the entire plane?

At this moment, the stars shone again, and dozens of meteors of different colors separated from the meteor group. However, this time the meteors did not disperse, but gathered into a bunch and flew straight towards Rogue.

"Is it going to end so soon?"

Roger didn't want the decisive battle to come so soon. He wandered under the night just to capture a few more free angels.

But he was not very concerned about the early arrival of the decisive battle.

The fat man smiled and grabbed his right hand, and the huge Death Scythe had appeared in his hand.

But Roger's smile suddenly frozen, and he looked up at the unfalling stars again. Because at this moment, night suddenly turned into day!

The day and night are only a momentary incident, because a huge and incredible lightning spans half of the night sky and silently hits the unfalling stars! The strong light in that moment not only illuminates the entire sky, but also completely suppresses the glory of the stars!

When day turns into night again, the thunder that resounded through the world came.

The stars that did not fall have dimmed a lot, and there were nearly a hundred flying meteors around them, which shone suddenly, wrapped in the sacred flames and fell to the ground, causing a sad meteor shower.

It almost gives people time to think, and the second lightning passes through the night sky and hits the stars again!

The stars that were not falling became even dimmer, and looked no different from ordinary stars. The meteors flying around were much smaller because they were much sparse, with only forty or fifty burning and falling.

Dozens of meteors flying straight towards Roger immediately turned around and flew towards the place where the lightning light rose. Looking from afar, the place where the lightning light rose was the Elf Valley.

Roger took a deep breath, withdrew his gaze, turned to the two powerful angels in front of him, and said in a dull voice: "Accept the destruction."

Compared with the noisy and boiling continents, the secret realm in which the Great Temple of Light is in a dead state, that is, there is no flow of light and shadow. There is no sound, and it looks like this. This place has completely become a dead domain.

The dull moonlight shone through the high floor-to-ceiling window of the main building of the temple, shining on the abrupt iron cage in the middle of the room. A girl with black hair and silver eyes stood in the cage. She lifted her fist very slowly and slowly, and made a move to hit the thick steel bars on the cage. But every time, she seemed to be afraid of hurting her hands. When there was still a little distance from the steel bars, her fist would be retracted. Anyone who saw this scene would think that the girl's choice was correct. Her hands were snow-white and slender, almost transparent, and so tender that it would be damaged if they touched the steel bars.

Her black hair was in a flying position, and her silver eyes seemed to be filled with water mist. At first glance, she could see indescribable beauty in the dreamy beauty.

She clenched her fist and slowly hit the steel bar on the cage. She returned without any effort, and it continued like this, and it seemed that she would never stop.

The moonlight gradually became brighter, but on this night, it was hard to tell whether it was the moonlight or the stars that penetrated the window.

The girl seemed increasingly anxious and uneasy. The mist in her silver eyes became thicker and thicker. Finally, the mist condensed into a drop of crystal water, sliding down her face like condensed fat. After this punch, she no longer retreated, but held it tightly.

Her face gradually became pale, and a golden bloodline flowed down the corners of her lips, but her right fist was moving forward one by one, infinitely approaching the steel bars that formed the cage.

A thunder suddenly sounded in the quiet room, and the lightning was lingering in the cage. The girl seemed to have been hit hard and fell to the ground. But her efforts were not completely fruitless. After a shaking of the steel cage, the invisible barrier finally revealed a gap. The gap was fleeting in a blink of an eye. But for her, this was enough. She opened her lips and suddenly let out a shout of shattering the clouds and cracking the stones!

The shouts of Qingyue instantly broke through the roof and passed through the clouds!

The blow and shout just now seemed to have consumed all her strength, and even the flying black hair fell obediently, turning into a soft silk, scattered beside her. She gasped for difficulty, and I don't know how long she could accumulate enough strength to stand up again.

She didn't wait too long.

As soon as the invisible barrier closed, a faint figure appeared beside her. At this time, the space flowing nearly static, she tried to open her eyes wide, trying to tell if she had seen something wrong. After all, the figure was extremely erratic and would disappear completely when she looked at it carefully.

She blinked her silver eyes hard, trying to see more clearly. At this moment, a fluctuation of thought came into her consciousness, which was what she once feared infinitely but now she was extremely eager for. Fengyue's consciousness: "You read it right, I'm back."

The girl showed her face and tried hard to smile, saying, "It's so... great."

Feng Yue said in the same cold tone as before: "You know I have been looking for a way back, and I also know what will happen after I come back. Why do you still have to give me coordinates?"

The girl smiled and stretched her hand towards the vague Fengyue with difficulty: "Because... I can't help him! Only... only you can..."

Feng Yue was silent for a moment, and finally squatted down slowly, gently held the girl's hand, and said, "You cannot exist independently without this body..."

"I know."

Feng Yue was silent, just shook the girl's hand.

"Start, I'm ready." After that, she closed her eyes. Feng Yue stared at her. At this moment, her smile was calm and peaceful.

Time seems to have stopped completely.

After a while, Feng Yue opened her eyes again. The pair of silver eyes were as cold as before, and the black hair, which was as soft as satin, fell again like a waterfall.

As if she was supported by an invisible hand, Feng Yue's body slowly floated up and stood in the cage. She just glanced at the steel cage slightly, then clenched her fist with her right hand and punched the steel cage above her head!

A dead secret realm suddenly shook slightly, and then a thunder sounded through the entire secret realm! Amid the roar, dozens of extremely magnificent buildings in the Holy Hall collapsed one after another, and among the sand and bricks and stones splashing around, Feng Yue's beautiful figure rose to the sky.

The steel cage that had condensed Roger's countless efforts and made him boast about himself for a long time had long been broken into pieces and buried in the rubble field, becoming a ruin that can only be admired and thought for future generations.

As soon as the wind and moon identified the direction, they soared into the sky and flew towards the endless sky. As the light flashed under the night sky, the dreamy figure disappeared without a trace.

"He's really difficult to deal with! Is it necessary to force me to show my real skills?"

The fat man cursed in confusion, while picking off the feathers stuck to his hands. After busy for a long time, he became angry again, and he kicked hard on the Angel's huge body without moving.

It took a long time to clean the fat man. He lifted the Death Scythe inserted on the ground and moved his muscles and bones at will. The consequence of this simple action was that dozens of wounds on his body were hurting together, especially the terrifying wound that penetrated his entire chest.

The flesh and blood in his wound kept wriggling, repairing the damage on his body. However, although Roger was not afraid of the holy flames of the heavens, the wounds caused by this flame were not so easy to repair.

The fat man closed his eyes slightly, and he was calm for a while, and then his right hand tightened his death sickle again.

The unfalling stars bloomed again, and nearly a thousand meteors were hovering around. At this moment, the angels standing in front of Rog also changed from several to dozens of them.

The fat man's eyes slowly swept across the expressionless faces of the angels, then smiled and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm. He cursed: "It's really troublesome, I can't kill you!"

Roger suddenly straightened his chest, and the three pairs of blue wings covered with stars on his back quietly stretched to the maximum, and the invisible majesty instantly spread to a hundred meters away!

"You are so brave. Disrespectful to me is to blaspheme the glory of my Lord Dismasen!" Rogna's tablet, mechanical, and cold voice echoed in the ears of each angel. For a moment, all the angels looked at each other, showing a look of doubt.

Roger frowned slightly, the blue starlight around him kept expanding, and he hummed coldly again.

Seeing that Rogge was already angry, the angel in charge immediately threw down the giant sword in his hand and knelt down in the air. After him, dozens of angels also knelt in the air at the same time.

Most of the advanced angels are accustomed to fighting in various planes. In order to adapt to different environments of each plane, they will also change themselves accordingly. Therefore, for angels, their body shape and appearance are not the basis for judgment. The only way to distinguish is breath. In the feeling of these angels, Rogue's body is completely full of the breath of Andreolly of the Stars.

The six-winged angel carries the glory second only to the Lord God, and it is also an existence they cannot disobey.

The moment all the angels knelt down, Roger suddenly moved!

His figure flickered, like thunder and lightning, and instantly circled dozens of angels. When the fat man returned to his original place, the God of Death's sickle was still roaring in his palms.

And the dozens of angels had already turned into dazzling extreme holy fireworks balls in shock and confusion.

The fat man smiled and said, "It seems that what I expected is not bad. The angels really don't have brains!"

"It's not necessarily!" A gentle and pleasant voice suddenly sounded behind the fat man.

The fat man was shocked and turned around slowly. Only then did he realize that there was an angel behind him at some point, looking at him with a smile.

Still the familiar star eyes, the six blue wings covered with stars, and the one behind Rogue was Andre Oli of the Stars.

Looking at Roger with a shocked look, Andre Oli smiled and said, "Although I'm not smart, if you want to deceive me, you may have to become my master Dismasen."

"It seems to be a little difficult." Roger said slowly.
To be continued...