"The way to become a strong man in this world is nothing more than two paths of magic and martial arts. Magic is divided into eight major systems, and martial arts are numerous and complex. Let me ask you, if a great magician fights a sword saint in life and death, who will win and who will lose in the end?"

Roger pondered for a long time before saying, "If two people fight alone, the Sword Saint may win; if each leads one army, it is undoubtedly the Magician who will win. The key to the victory or defeat is actually still in time."

Rodriguez nodded, waved his staff, and a small chess board appeared between the two of them, smiling and said, "Come on, let's play a game of chess with me first."

Although Rogge was a little puzzled, he still started the game as he said. The two old and young necromancers quickly played more than a dozen moves.

Rodriguez said while playing chess: "In terms of power alone, the magician's magic is far stronger than the martial arts of the Sword Saint. However, in a one-on-one battle, the magician will almost lose. The reason is that there is an additional factor, time. This time is rooted in the control of power. Although the sword Saint's power is small, it has absolute control over this power. The magician urges the magic energy between heaven and earth to hurt the enemy. The power can shake the earth, but it takes time to gather magic energy. Therefore, before any magician fights, all preparations are to buy time for the launch of powerful magic!"

The two of them had great achievements in chess. The old mage explained that their subordinates were not idle. In a moment, they even ate two small soldiers of Roger and broke his formation.

"People in this world often think that having power is powerful. Just like thinking that a level 5 magician must be stronger than a level 4 magician. For example, my rear, on this chessboard, is far stronger than your appearance." As he said that, the skeleton raised his hand and flew out of the formation, ate Roger's white appearance, and remained firmly in the plate. For a moment, he suppressed Roger's entire chess formation.

Roger thought hard and thought, but the old necromancer's voice did not stop.

"Some smart people, when their power reaches a certain level, find that powerful power is not everything. Understanding, controlling and applying power is also very important. So they began to study in this regard. For example, David Rochelio's sword skills do not lie in its powerful force, but in its exquisite control, so they can use skill to break the power and defeat the strong with weak. Looking at the fog illusion, they can easily break hardwood comparable to stones without a few kilograms of strength, which is based on a thorough understanding of matter itself and the supreme technique of using power."

"Ah, so that's how it is!" Roger flashed with an inspiration, rushed up a small soldier, reorganized the formation, forcing Rodriguez to take it back.

"Haha, you can understand it very quickly. In fact, the principle of magic is the same. The winning magic may not be the strongest magic, but the most correct magic. In this regard, you are born with this instinct."

As we chatted, Roger's chess was already scattered, with only three soldiers, one horse and one horse remaining against the old necromancer's five soldiers and one horse. Moreover, the chess formation was ragged, and after seeing a few steps, the king had no way to escape.

The old necromancer waved his staff and turned the chessboard in a circle, "Come on, let's change to chess now!"

The two took over the other party's chess and started playing again. Although Roger's chess power was far inferior to that of the old necromancer, his advantage in chess was too huge, and the entire board was in control. No matter how powerful the old necromancer's chess power was, he had no power to turn the world back. He barely struggled for seven or eight steps, and finally ended his end. After two more steps, he would be killed by Roger.

"Child, my chess skills are much higher than yours, why can't I play you now?"

Roger thought for a moment and said, "I understand that absolute power is the basis of everything. The gap in power has reached a certain level. It is impossible to defeat the strong by skills alone. David's sword skills are beautiful, but unfortunately he is not useful and cannot be called power at all. With the skill of this sword shadow, it is better to stab one sword directly, which is simple and direct."

"Well, it's great that you can understand this. In fact, with your understanding and mastery of power, you have far surpassed David. David dares to claim to have mastered the essence of power at this level. Haha, it's ridiculous! However, most of the so-called continental powerhouses in this world can only stay at his level. Just in terms of control of power, even Orpheic Roc is not necessarily more in-depth now. If you limit your power to the same level, they can't beat you. However, the absolute gap between your power is too huge and cannot be compensated by skills. This is like a fully armed mouse, invincible in the world of rats, and even a cat can fight, but facing a tiger, no matter how well-equipped or superb a mouse is powerless."

The old necromancer paused for a while, gave Roger some time to think, and continued: "When dealing with a small soldier like a spy in the Demon Realm, even if the sword saint Proses comes in person, it may not be more harmful than you; but if the opponent is Orpheic, your fate will be completely different. So if you want to become a real strong man, the first thing you need is to increase your magic power!"

With a long sigh, Roger was a little dejected. He originally thought he would not have to work hard as hard as before. Now it seems that he still has to meditate every day to increase his magic power, but is there a quick way?

When the fat man was hit hard by the necromancer on his head, although it was a phantom, it was the same pain as hitting people. "How can such a good thing be like this? The increase in magic is only possible by your own efforts. If you work hard, you will be stronger!"

Roger smiled and didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Let's take a look again, what is the essence of this technique?" Rodriguez made a new game of chess.

The two started playing chess again. The difference this time was that Rodriguez was trying to guide Rogge's chess skills while playing. Rogge was also smart and could see through it at a glance. After more than ten steps, although he was still beaten to pieces, the situation was much better than the previous game without any strength to fight back.

"The essence of this skill is the rule!" The voice of the Necromancer suddenly became as heavy as a thousand times, and every word seemed to have the power of overwhelming seas, rumbling in Roger's mind.

There are rules for a game of chess.

A family has family rules.

A country has laws.

The water flows low, the trees look towards the sun, the deer and horse live by the water and grass, and the migratory birds move according to the weather.

Even this day, there are rain, dew, wind and frost, and there are four distinct seasons. This place also has mountains, rivers, lakes, and earth veins and dragon energy.

All things in the world, the sun, moon, and stars, follow the rules.

Roger's mind was like lightning, but he realized that the wonderful enlightenment and thoughts came endlessly, and his subordinates made frequent tricks, and in an instant he had already recovered the situation.

"The many strong people in the world are nothing more than skills, and then from skills to power. There are three realms of viewing trees as trees, flowers as flowers; watching trees as trees as trees as trees, not trees, and watching flowers as flowers as flowers, and watching trees as trees as trees as trees. In fact, returning to simplicity and truth, and returning to the sect, they are still wandering outside the door. Since I was the leader of the top ten magicians, and you are the one I chose (of course, there was no other choice at that time), I can't embarrass me! The way to increase magic power is long and long, and I can't be anxious. But if my vision and knowledge are still on the level of viewing flowers as flowers, or watching trees as trees as trees as trees, it's too unreasonable."

The two of them were in a stalemate.

"Child, what you saw that day was above all the rules, the most basic law of the world's operation. It's just that you don't have enough power now and you can't understand it all. Now you have seen it, but you haven't seen it; one day, you will see everything empty, but you still see it."

In a blink of an eye, the chess game took a sharp turn and Rodriguez was in danger.

"My child, one day, when you face someone who understands all the rules and masters supreme skills and power, how do you win?"

Roger was stunned this time, and the hand that was about to kill Rodriguez could not be put down.

He thought hard for a while, and finally fell off the chess piece and was about to die. It depends on how he cracked the situation.

Rodriguez smiled mysteriously, and the chess game suddenly changed. The king flew a big diagonal line and hid in his own camp in the corner. At the same time, all the soldiers rose in place and killed Rogge.

"This!...you...you are actually acting like a scoundrel?!" Roger was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

"Child, take a closer look, am I a rogue?"

Roger used his mental power to explore the entire chessboard carefully, and suddenly screamed, "Ah!? Why did this rule change?"

"Hahahaha! I can certainly change the rules I set. No matter how well you master the rules, as long as you threaten my existence, I will set a new set of rules to limit you, bind you, and until you are strangled."

The real power is to make rules.

Roger thought hard again.

Suddenly, he stood up, waved his hand and all the chess games disappeared.

"I won't play anymore!" said the fat man with a smile.

"Hahahaha," the old necromancer smiled at the sky and said, "Okay, okay, okay! Although I have not escaped the light of judgment, with you and Feng Yue, the perfect Yixu in this world has been considered a corner, and it is worth my life's hard work."

The necromancer who was laughing wildly suddenly lit up from bottom to top, and his body quickly turned into countless light spots, scattered in the air, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Actually, I can still play this game." Roger murmured, and another chessboard appeared in front of him.

There is a king of ten here in Roger, and there is only one lonely king on the old necromancer, and he cannot move.

Rodriguez finally saw this game before he left, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

The small building, which was still very lively just now, seemed extremely empty at this moment.

After a long time, a drop of water fell down and a few small pieces of dust splashed.

blank.

Huge blank.

Roger didn't know how to fill this gap, nor did he want to fill it.

The fire in the fireplace gradually went out, and the small building was slowly filled with chill.

On the chair opposite, Rodriguez, the greatest necromancer, has been sitting on the chair opposite for more than a hundred years. But now, all the greatness of the past has passed away, and only the ordinary chair is still standing there silently.

When a tree stands out in the forest, the wind will destroy it.

There are at least nine great magicians. Why did the Light of Judgment only come to Rodriguez?

Rodriguez's desolate voice sounded in his heart again: "Every great necromancer is a master of soul control. This is probably the most important reason why the gods chased and killed the dead soul mage."

Yes, it must be the reason. The soul should be the realm of God, so God uses the light of judgment to destroy all blasphemers. Correspondingly, the light church uses the stake to deal with all heresy.

But the Father God, who is high and superior, you declare the Father of all living beings. As a loving and peaceful body, all living beings share your glory under the illumination of the holy light.

No one dares to chant your name loudly, but will only listen to your teachings with all your heart, follow your instructions, and bring your gospel to every corner.

As long as you believe in your name, the suffering will be redeemed; the hungry will be filled; the cold will be warm.

Why can't we tolerate a little heresy under these gifts?

He was once the greatest necromancer, but now he has not even left a little soul mark. If you remember that the people who have passed by with the wind and moon, I am afraid that no one in the future will know that there was such a person ever. However, this chair he once sat on is ignorant and sturdy, and may have experienced more than a hundred years of time.

How long is a stubborn life? How long is the spiritual beauty prone to death? What is the reason?

Since there is the Soul Pearl, Rodriguez wants to escape the light of judgment and live a peaceful life for hundreds of years, which is absolutely no problem. Why must he choose to confront the gods? Why did he fight but give up almost endless life and cast some variables to the Yixu in this world?

The cold moonlight shone through the window on Roger's face. Without the fire, the building was already as cold as an ice cellar.

Roger sat quietly in front of the window, and the chess game that had just started beside him. He thought hard, but he didn't know that he was already in tears.

Looking back on my twenty-three years of life experience, it seems that something has always been missing. For moral scholars, I can be regarded as doing everything I have done; among the nobles, my actions are actually nothing but not inferior. I have done a lot of murder, setting fire, raping, framing, and even doing good and accumulating virtue, but what is the purpose behind all these actions? No matter whether you do good or evil, there is always a goal. Where is your goal?

Could it be that the so-called meaning of life has been blank for twenty-three years?

The black fog surged, and the wind and moon quietly emerged from another world.

Roger looked at Feng Yue and suddenly burst into tears.

Fengyue's huge bone wings spread open, gently covering Roger. Under the bone wings is a warm world, just like the last shelter in the world.

A ray of sunshine shone on Roger's face, reminding him that the new day had arrived.

Roger suddenly stood up and looked around, only to find that Feng Yue had returned to another world.

After a little movement of his hands and feet, hey, the fat man spat out a breath of turbid air in his chest. "Ahhhhh!" He hit his chest like an orangutan again, and then he gathered some energy. "Bang" jumped up again. Suddenly he stopped and slowly showed a smile on his face.

The floor carved: "Living" uses Gothic flowers commonly used by the great nobles and churches.

Yes, alive. As long as you live, there is hope. As long as you live, tomorrow will always be unknown. No matter what the meaning of it or what the ideology it is, you must live first and live better before you can achieve it.

As soon as the knot in his heart was gone, Roger came back alive, as if he had put down an extremely huge burden.

But when did Feng Yue learn to write again? He still writes like a dragon and a phoenix. Roger, who is quite self-aware, knows that he and Feng Yue compare calligraphy, just like the gap between a magic apprentice and a great magician. The fat man squatted down and gently traced it with his fingers along the marks on the ground, feeling the feeling of the wooden thorns gently thorning on his fingertips.

The streets gradually became noisy, and occasionally a carriage would roar by. Roger washed up slightly and prepared to go out for a walk. He pushed open the door, and a sudden wind penetrated his neck with cold air, causing him to tremble.

The street is full of joy. On the other side of the wealthy area of ​​Binshe Avenue, there are mostly deep mansions, courtyards, various colorful ribbons, balls and sculptures shining with magic light, decorating these wealthy families in a colorful way. On the other side of the avenue are mostly houses like Rogna's small building, suitable for middle-aged and upper-middle homes, which are much shabby. Binshe Avenue is very wide, with a green space in the middle of the road, and it is planted and trimmed.

The neat evergreen shrubs, every few meters, will plant a cedar to isolate the two sides intentionally or unintentionally. Although the people living on Binshe Avenue can only barely get into the upper class in Lille, this intermittent green isolation zone makes them feel a real distance from the middle class. Although this sense of security is only psychological, it still makes the land prices on both sides of Binshe Avenue increasingly different.

Looking at the city full of festive atmosphere and the joyful pedestrians everywhere, Rogyifa felt the huge and irreplaceable gap in his heart. Although Feng Yue's comments temporarily suppressed the sadness in his heart, it was not enough to make his empty soul full again.

Suddenly, a feeling of homesickness surged in my heart. Maybe it was time to go home and take a look.

Although Roger did not have much attachment to his family and had completely broken off contact in the past year, he was a relative who was connected to his flesh and blood. When he was young, Old Rivers would take down people to vent his anger when he was drunk. Sometimes Roger would be beaten up when he was unlucky. But no matter what, he was his father after all, so let's go home and take a look.

Go home. This idea will never be suppressed again. Maybe I just need some family affection or feelings to fill the gap in my heart. But no matter what, I should go back once.

Are the flowers and trees growing lushly when they were young? Are the people in the town still as simple and easy to bully? Are there also the maid Sula, her first woman, still there?

The New Year Festival is very long and has a carnival for two weeks. It is the most important traditional festival of the Rhine League.

Roger seized the time to gather with a group of bad friends, saying that he was about to leave for ten days and go home to check. Everyone also expressed their understanding. Then Roger notified Orpherok and packed his luggage. Fisao took a night and finally transformed Roger's original full-body armor, which was just in time for Roger to get off the next morning.

On the second day of the New Year, Roger stepped on a tall and black horse, wearing a sharp paladin full of armor, a scarlet velvet cloak, and a simplified long-handled battle axe hanging on the horse's thighs. Behind Roger were ten dragon and beautiful knights with majestic and murderous intent. These knights are all lonely, and even in the New Year, they have no relatives to reunite. During this period, they were scolded in the military camp. They heard that the captain wanted to return home in glory and followed them hard.

The scum originally wanted to go for a trip, but when they heard that Roger's hometown was poor, the mountains and rivers were bad, and the people were only thousands of people, they were somewhat lacking. Moreover, the Hammer of the God of War was the time to start a business, and they really couldn't leave. Therefore, the capital stayed in Lille City, practiced the slaughtering skills when they left, and practiced the art of killing when they entered.

After sending each other thousands of miles away, there will be a separation. After the evil nobles and evil young men ordered the local products they needed, they returned to the city with satisfaction. Roger and his party rode away. The journey was long, and there were many difficulties and obstacles along the way, and there were many strong bandits. However, Roger and others are different from the past. Although they are used to bullying the few, they can fight against the few bandits and bandits in recent times. If there are those treachers who are not open to the door, they will just come to send money and travel expenses. Roger is in a bad mood and is very likely to cause trouble on the road.
Chapter completed!