It's like a dream, ten dreams occupy it

Thirty minutes are very short, but it is also very long. The fat man has a special physique and he now controls almost every part of his body. He can solve the battle in one minute, and he can also go on the battlefield and fight in a long way.

According to the standards of an ordinary human being, as long as the fat man thinks, he is a nearly invincible stallion.

But the intensity of these thirty minutes was completely beyond the fat man's imagination. Perhaps it was because he hadn't been intimate for too long. Effier was like a wild horse that broke away from reins, and like a huge tornado that swept across the grassland in summer, constantly crushing the fat man's body, as if he was swearing to squeeze out the last bit of essence in his body.

The fat man has rich experience in women, but Effie is different. Although she is not as beautiful as Fengdie in terms of appearance and figure, and Fuluya is as beautiful as her passionate emotions burst out from the deepest part of her soul, she is irresistible!

The huge tide of lava rushing in an instant shattered all the fat man's defense. Every time she blew, every twist, and every friction, the flames in Roger's body became even more crazy.

Thirty minutes.

There is no skill or control, all that is there is only the most primitive instinct and the desire to be burned out by the prairie fire.

When the instinctive flames went out, the fat man even felt a little dizzy, while Effier was sweating like rain, as if all the bones in her body were pulled away, and she could only lean on Roger softly. She reluctantly raised her head and looked at Roger steadily. A trace of thick and indelible thoughts appeared in her eyes as clear as water.

Roger gently stroked her long blonde hair, which had been wet with sweat and was pressed against her skin, witnessing the frenzy that had just passed.

"What's wrong, Effie?" Roger asked with a smile. He always felt that there were too many things hidden under the clear eyes of this seemingly ordinary but actually maverick elf girl.

"No, I just want to see you." Effier said softly.

At the moment when he hugged Effie, Roger suddenly felt his whole body relaxing, and his heart felt exhausted for a long time. He couldn't help but yawn. He said rare: "I have any good-looking ones? Okay, let's sleep for a while."

Effier didn't answer.

Roger looked down and saw the elf girl pressing her head against his chest, and she had already fallen asleep. He couldn't help but smile.

At this time, the tiredness surged, and the fat man fell asleep.

Under the night, the deep and long central mountains are like a giant dragon, and their huge body winds across the vast land.

On the top of a dangerous peak, Adrenie radiated a thin black flame from each of her fingertips, and magic symbols were carved on the flat rocks. The peak was very strange. The top of the peak was a large platform as smooth as a mirror, as if it was cut by a giant blade.

Above the dangerous peak, Vina, a man with a demon lotus, stood in the air, staring at Adrenee silently. Occasionally, a ray of light flashed in her eyes, and a new set of coordinates was reported. Adrenee would adjust the magic circle accordingly. At the corner of the peak, Miro was leaning against his giant hammer and doing nothing. He looked at Adrenee, but the corner of his eyes would always involuntarily glance at Vina floating in the air. Miro still looked calm and chic, but his smile always made people feel a little unnatural, and one hand even subconsciously refused to leave the handle of the giant hammer.

"I heard that the reputation of the demon clan has never been very good. But after killing the demon dragon Artest this time, you'd better keep your promise, otherwise, even if you hide back to the demon world again, I have a way to make you pay enough. "Wina said coldly.

Adrenie looked up at Wina, smiled gently, and said, "Your threat is really empty! If we don't overturn our promise and escape back to the Demon Realm, can you really go to the Demon Realm to chase us? In fact, when it comes to credibility, why do I think the credibility of our Demons will not be worse than that of the Heavenly Realm?"

Wina's face turned cold. She said coldly: "If I go to the Demon Realm to kill a few demons, I'm afraid no one can stop me, right? There are many words on Wuzhuo Novel Network."

Intentionally or unintentionally, Vina ignored the issue of reputation in the heavens. But Adrenie did not seriously care about her. She just said, "Although our demons are not strong enough, if we want to stop you, there are still a few guys who have this ability. But the problem is that there are many more guests in the demon world now. Although I don't know your past, just from your power attributes, I think you will definitely not want to see those guests."

Wina snorted and didn't say anything. She just stared at Adrenie for a while.

The peak fell into silence for a moment, and only the wind was whistling by.

Miro, leaning against the giant hammer, suddenly felt that the atmosphere at the top was extremely solemn and depressing, and it was so crazy! There seemed to be waves of powerful undercurrents circling between Vina in the air and Adrenie on the ground. Those undercurrents are neither fighting spirit nor magic, and they do not exist in the form of energy at all. But Miro knew clearly that these undercurrents did exist, but the way they exist was not understood by him.

Two extremely fierce women were fighting in another battlefield in a way that Miro could not understand. Miro always thought that he was only a little less powerful than Adrenie, but now he suddenly felt that although the difference between the two sides was indeed not big in absolute power, if he really had a duel, he would definitely not be Adrenie's opponent. He would not only lose, but also lose miserably.

A hundred years ago, Miro and Adrenie had duels several times, and they were both victorious and defeated each other. But in these hundred years, Miro was distracted, had a wonderful life, and showed mercy everywhere. Athletic had endured a hundred years of loneliness in the fog demon realm.

A hundred years later, Miro suddenly realized that the gap between the two sides could not be compensated.

At this time, Adrenie had finished carving the last magic symbol and stood up straight. She looked up at Vina and said, "You have seen me for so long, have you seen anything?"

Wina said: "Of course there is. From your perspective, you have given up everything else in order to pursue strength! Even now, there is nothing else in your heart except power. But. Is Luo Jia a human?"

As soon as Vina said this, not only Adrenie. Even Miro was shocked. Adrenie immediately said: "How did you know Loga? You... can you read my memories?"

Wina snorted coldly, without answering.

Adrenie looked at Vina, suddenly smiled slightly, gathered her long hair that was slightly chaotic by the wind, and said, "You are really a little strange, okay, there is nothing to hide from you. You see Diloga is the agent of the great demon god in the Demon Realm. Since you already know that the existence of the Loka land, then I must also know that the guests I mentioned refer to are people. Do you still want to go to the Demon Realm to chase me? And you are relieved now? There are many words on Wuzhuo Novel Network Since you have read my memory, you will naturally know that my reputation can no longer be better, at least much better than Miro over there."

Miro snorted, looked aside, and didn't hear her talking at all.

"Okay, the time is up, and it's time for us to set off." Adrenie popped out hundreds of flames composed of pure magic energy, igniting the magic talismans in the magic circle one by one. Sliver of powerful magic power began to tear the space. The airflow around began to become chaotic, and strange-shaped airflow vortexes appeared and disappeared over the magic circle. In a blink of an eye, a space gap was opened above the magic circle, and then the powerful energy of the magic circle stabilized the entire space structure and finally formed a space gate.

The moment he led the way into the space, Adrenie suddenly turned around and smiled meaningfully at Wina. Then a spiritual fluctuation that only the two of them knew about their existence quietly reached Wina's heart.

"If I could steal him away with my appearance..."

A little bit of light appeared at the tip of the Dragon Soul Battle Gun. But at this moment, the next mental fluctuation of Adrenie happened to be heard: "...I know that at that time, you will probably stab me to death with one shot."

The Dragon Soul Battle Spear immediately returned to its original appearance.

Wina looked like cold frost, and she didn't enter Adrenie's portal at all, and she hid directly into the air.

If on the dangerous peak of the earth, Miro was the only one leaning against the hammer head of the giant hammer, dazed in the cold wind. It was not until the space door began to become unstable that he shook his head and dragged the hammer backwards into the space door.

Miro is an extremely rare person among the demons. As for showing mercy, it is the nature of the demons. The demons worshipped by power. Whether it is Vina or Adrenie, they are originally enough to make male ministers, and even more so will Miro go crazy. But from the beginning, Miro is crazy about it. He not only has no admiration for these two terrifying women, but some are just warnings and fears.

In fact, there is no reason, their strength and personality are too strong.

Being with them is destined to be a love game that wanders on the edge of the razor, and such a game is not fun.

The space gate finally disappeared, and the wind suddenly became stronger on the dangerous peak. The wind howled and tear the smooth peak surface. It won’t take long to cut the ground by manpower and restore its rugged appearance.

dark.

Absolute darkness.

Roger looked around in a daze, but couldn't see it. He reached out to touch it, but it was empty everywhere, and there was nothing. He squatted down and touched the ground under his feet. The ground was soft, and it felt sticky and thick to the touch, and it seemed that there was still a semi-solidified **** slowly flowing. His fingertips also touched small pieces of slippery and soft pieces.

There was no light here, and Roger's mental power was empty, so he had no way to judge whether these pieces were. But his sense of smell was still there, and he felt that the stench and blood that were so thick that it could not be dissolved everywhere. What surprised him was that occasionally, a scent of fragrance that would refresh him. This fragrance seemed familiar, and Roger always felt that he had smelled it before, but no matter how he thought about it, he could not remember it.

At this moment, a little light suddenly appeared in the distance. Roger hesitated for a moment, but it seemed that it was the only way to unlock the secrets of this dark space. He finally walked towards the light.

At first, Rog was a little suspicious that this was the realm of the Dark Lord. It was even the kingdom of Bartholodimoggen, but he immediately knew it was not. The aura here was completely different from the aura of the Dark Lord he sensed. There was too strong blood and other smells here, and the kingdom of the Dark Lord God only had darkness and nothingness.

Roger stumbled forward all the way, and the soft ground made walking a very difficult thing, while the large soft objects that always existed made Roger give up his attempt to run.

I don’t know how long it took to go, but Roger finally came to that little light. It was a gem floating in the darkness, and the soft light it emitted was very strange. It could be seen by Roger, but it could not illuminate the surrounding space at all. It looked more like a lighthouse leading the way.

Roger hesitated and reached out and tried to take the gem off. But when his fingertips touched the gem, all the scenery in front of him changed in an instant.

In an instant, Roger found himself in an extremely huge war!

The sky is dark and red, like a vast ocean of blood flowing behind the thick clouds. In the crazy surging clouds, all kinds of lightning from the extremes will be cut down from time to time. Between the lightning, thick holy light columns wrapped around petals and light belts will occasionally fall.

The earth is covered with different shades of black. Several rivers meander and extend on the earth. But what rushes through the river are all blue and purple waves.

On the distant horizon, you can see a towering mountain from afar. This mountain gives people a unique feeling. It looks like a giant with its own life, with its head on the sky, its feet on the earth, and its height on the top, looking down at the humble beings flying and hovering on the ground or in the low altitude.

Its whole body is as crystal clear as jade, and it pours out from time to time. However, it is actually as sharp as a sword. The milky white light emits a rich sacred aura all the time, and condenses into an extremely spectacular pillar of holy light, directly penetrates the heaven and earth, breaks through the thick red clouds in the sky, tear open the red and black space, and breaks through the air.

This is an extremely vast battlefield. It is also an extremely tragic battlefield!

There were countless strange races surging on the ground. They were obsessed with strange weapons Roger had never seen before and rushed on the earth! Among these races, there were dozens of meters tall, and seven terrifying creatures of different shapes on their huge bodies, as well as countless short but extremely ferocious strange warriors.

From Roger's perspective and distance, these warriors were as small as ants. They made fighting roars and rushed forward! Although these warriors were small in size and their individual combat power was not very good, their roars were unexpectedly loud. Because of the number, the strange and unique roars were shocking! Even the roars of the seven-headed giant beast were suppressed.

On this battlefield, there are more than one million soldiers fighting. Not only the ground, but also in the sky, there are groups of thousands of black shadows flying. They look a little similar to gargoyles, but their ferocity and strength are more than ten times more powerful than ordinary gargoyles. Roger has no doubt that in one-on-one situation, these strange creatures he had never seen before can easily tear apart an adult griffin.

But the tragic battle is completely unimaginable!

The earth is actually made of hard black rock, but it is completely covered by broken corpses, internal organs and solidified blood! Rogue doesn't need to count at all. He just looked at it and knew that the number of corpses lying on the ground has far exceeded the number of still alive warriors!

The battle unfolded almost anywhere on the battlefield, and the blood of the corpses and large bunches of blood could not be scattered in the sky, like a heavy rain!

Roger's pupils contracted slightly, because the enemies faced by millions of alien races were hundreds of angels! These angels were all wearing heavy golden armor and their weapons were different. The pairs of spreading white wings looked so dazzling in this world made of red and black!

The angels flew around the sky at incredible high speed. They would often rush head-on towards a group of alien warriors, and then a dazzling holy flame would explode in the sky, followed by a large suffocating mass of flesh and blood that would spill from the sky.

Millions and hundreds of angels who fight against ten thousand can still fight against the upper hand!

The only disharmony in the entire battlefield is a hill that is not high but looks very abrupt in the middle of the battlefield. This is a hill made of corpses!

On the hill, a small figure jumped. It looked very thin and thin, even much thinner than the most numerous warriors on the ground. But the slender body seemed to contain endless power, and it was obsessed with a strange-shaped giant blade that was five meters long with just the blade.

This hill is located in the center of the battlefield. Above it, hundreds of angels are fighting and dancing. There are dozens of angels who always circulate around the hill, looking like they are going to bear the life of this thin figure.

The small figure kept jumping up, and it would jump more than ten meters high with every move. On this vast battlefield, its leaping seemed so clumsy. It wouldn't even fly!

Every time it jumps up, it will wave the giant blade in its hand.   Slash the angels passing by at low altitude.    The proportions of the body and the giant blade are too inconsistent, and it even gives people a feeling of dislocation. It is hard to tell whether it swung the giant blade or the giant blade that drove its body.

However, what stunned Roger was that every time the small figure jumped up, it would cut off a flying angel!

The angels who were killed were struggling, but no matter how minor or serious the injuries were, they could not continue to fly in the air. The angels were swaying their wings in despair, and they were among the group of alien warriors below. Every angel would have countless alien warriors pounced on one after another, and in a blink of an eye, a small hill was piled up on the angel's body!

These angels are completely different from the angels Roger had seen before. They were extremely powerful in combat. Even if they fell seriously injured and fell to the ground, they could only tear apart the alien warriors in every move. But there were too many alien warriors who rushed on, and new injuries continued to appear on the angels. Their movements gradually slowed down.

In the end, the angel of **** will always be completely submerged. He and his victims will raise the hill made of corpses in the middle of the battlefield.

At the top of the hill, the small figure was still jumping hard. The giant blade in its hand seemed to have an irresistible force. No matter how the angels in the air dodge and fight back, they would face the blade of the giant blade inexplicably. The golden armor on their bodies was indescribably fragile in front of the giant blade, and they could hardly stop the blade that broke into the body!

There were hundreds of angels flying in the sky, and angels continued to fly out of the extremely visible mountain peaks in the distance and join the battlefield. But the small figure kept jumping, as if he was never tired. Slowly, the mountain of corpses became higher and higher, and there were fewer and fewer angels on the battlefield.

However, every time that small figure jumps up, it will still kill an angel!

Roger's way of existence at this time was extremely strange. The fat man could not feel the existence of his entity at all. At this moment, he was like a pair of eyes looking down at all living beings.

Suddenly, Roger knew where this was.

This is the Demon World! This was a place where he once had so much hope.

Fighting with hundreds of angels were millions of warriors of all races of demons! The only thing Roger could identify was the short warriors with the largest number. They were the war pigs in the demon world. Their individual combat power was indeed not strong. In front of these powerful angels, even a hundred war pigs would never be able to resist the angel's casual blow. However, the war pigs were very determined, and they continued to do so, at the cost of countless lives, just to add another small wound to these angels. Even if they died in battle, their angels would become a tombstone to bury the angels.

But Rogge Wuxia was concerned about the bravery of the war pig, and his eyes only fell on the small figure that kept jumping in the middle of the battlefield. The fat man could not even move his eyes away.

You will win every hit and you will kill every hit.
To be continued...