Inka Printed out the Shura Field

"Huh?" Seeing that he couldn't get out of Rogge's grasp, Gurstein focused his attention on other things, and soon realized something was wrong, "Why does it smell like that guy!"

"Who?" Roger asked.

"Festaya, the god of nightmares." Gurstein said viciously, "The guy who robbed my believer!"

Rogge rubbed his chin, recalling the mythological knowledge he had mastered, but Grace, who quickly remembered, clapped his hands and said:

"Oh! Festaya, the god of nightmares, is that your sister who is also your daughter?"

125 Divine Blood of the Nightmare God

Gurstein was obviously taken aback by Grace's words.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Gurstein jumped up directly, his head passed over Grace's chest, and he defended himself with claws and claws, "Festaya was cultivated from a trace of roots I found in the source of dreams. Yes! Why is she the younger sister and daughter! You are slandering me! I am a very pure god!"

Rogge, who also remembered this record, said half-jokingly: "But it is indeed written in the mythology."

In fact, in a sense, what is recorded in the myth is not wrong.

Festaya, the god of nightmares, was originally a trace of the root that Gurstein found from the source of dreams. She was raised by Gurstam as a daughter for thousands of years, and then promoted to become Gurstein's subordinate god.At the same time, all gods related to dreams, including Gurstein, were born from the source of dreams without exception. From this point of view, it makes sense that Festaya is Gurstein's younger sister.

Although Rogge felt that it could be more explosive, but the myth of reality is so boring.

Rogge, who had read the myth at that time, put it down in a dull manner.This kind of thing, in Greek mythology, can't even splash a little water.

"Since it is the magic of the God of Nightmare, you should have a solution." Rogge handed over the task of solving this magic to Gurstein.

"Of course!" Gurstein said proudly with his hands on his hips, "I won the battle with her!"

Grace couldn't help complaining: "First of all, it's embarrassing for you to be brutally beaten by the gods you cultivated. Second, the reason why you won the battle of gods is because Festaya, the god of nightmares, was defeated by a group of brave men before you. , you were being pressed and beaten at the time."

Gurstein's expression suddenly became stiff and embarrassed.

"Hmph!" Little Loli curled her lips, "Winning is winning!"

While muttering, "Can't you solve your magic spell if you can't win?", she obediently obeyed Rogge's assignment and ran to solve the magic spell.

Rogge walked up to the wreckage of Arthur.

When I tried to stop this guy from casting magic just now, I obviously felt a repulsive force that bounced his magic away.

Looking at the wreckage, Rogge quickly noticed the strangeness.

Arthur's body has become distorted due to the use of divine arts that far exceeded the limit of his body, and he could not see the human form at all.And on his chest, a dark red heart was still beating firmly.

Arthur is dead, both in body and soul, and has been wiped out by powerful forces.

This heart obviously does not belong to him.Rogge saw traces of human body refining magic from above.Apparently, someone had magically replaced his original heart with this deformed one.

Intuition told Rogge that this heart was related to the failure of his magic just now.

Roger stretched out his hand, but his hand stopped in mid-air and paused.

"Don't worry." Gurstein said to Rogge while floating in the air, while dispelling the nightmare, "Festaya's power shields this space, this venue is now in the world of nightmares, except You pervert, no one can enter here now..."

Gurstein's voice hadn't fallen yet, but he felt a ripple in the space.

A beautiful elf lady appeared in the center of the venue.

She held a spell-casting prop in her hand, and she was on high alert.

When she saw the scene in front of her, she was also stunned.

"What's going on? Didn't Russ say that it was just drugging? Why does this feel more like being attacked by magic..." It was Teresa who was about to carry out the next mission.

She was directly teleported by Rogge's clone.

Of course, Gurstein didn't know that the appearance of this elf was written by Rogge, and he was filled with embarrassment.

I was bragging just now that no one can enter the nightmare world, but before I finished speaking, an elf who usually passed in came in.And looking at the power of this elf, it is obviously not like someone who can break through divine arts.

Teresa quickly noticed several people in the field.

She immediately became alert.

"Damn! Didn't clean up again!"

Saying so, she waved her staff and chanted a spell.

She didn't dare to be careless at all, coming up was her strongest mental shock.

The target of the attack was Gurstein who seemed to be the strongest floating in the air.As long as he can surprise and break this guy who can fly in the air, then his chances of winning in the future will be very high.

However, her magic didn't give her feedback.She just felt that her magic seemed to hit the cotton, and nothing came to light.

Gurstein tilted his head and said angrily: "Although I am the weakest here, I am not something you can provoke."

As she said that, she planned to crush this female elf who dared to attack the gods to death.

"Don't kill him, just knock him out." Rogge said slowly.

"Oh? Why do you keep this kind of thing?" Gurstein looked at Rogge strangely.

Teresa took a few steps back, trying to stay away from Gurstein as much as possible, and just now, she sensed the breath of death.Before she could open her mouth, a sense of sleepiness swept over her.

not good!

Just as Teresa was about to respond, her brain slid into the dreamland unstoppably.

"Hmph!" Gurstein was furious. She couldn't understand why Rogge cared about the life and death of such ants.

He obviously wanted to take the opportunity to vent his anger.

Rogge knew that Gurstein, as a god, did not have this concept of cherishing gods.

"Kill her, I won't be able to find clues about Festaya." Rogge said, although he has countless ways to sneak into the Magic Glory Society, but if he can save a little effort, save a little effort.

As he spoke, he cut open the heart.

The heart stopped beating instantly.

Scarlet light instantly enveloped the entire venue.

"Huh?" Gurstein looked in Rogge's direction in surprise, and at that moment, she noticed a familiar yet unbelievable aura.

"Divine blood?" Gurstein murmured, "Festaya's divine blood?"

Not all the blood of gods can be called divine blood, as long as it is called divine blood, it must carry the power of Festaya.

No wonder this guy can cast the magic of the god of nightmares.

Rogge took out the divine blood.

The crystal-clear divine blood is now floating in Rogge's palm in the shape of teardrops.

Grace came up and looked at the blood in Rogge's palm.

She could feel the powerful and fascinating force in it.

The flesh told her that she should devour the blood of God.

Well, it's such a hassle, forget it.

However, the soul of Moyu refused.

"Gurstein." Rogge said calmly, "Weave a memory for this elf lady. The Star Dragon King suddenly appeared, and the mission failed."

Although Gurstein was very concerned about Festaya's divine blood, she didn't dare to disobey Rogge's order. She could only look at Rogge reluctantly, and reluctantly ran to weave memories for Teresa. up.

"What are you going to do with this?" Grace asked, yawning. "Absorption? Research or something?"

"Let's print the card. It should be fun."

126 Get Out!waste my feelings

"So...you can't do it yourself!!!"

Gurstein moved the cardsmiths who fell into a coma due to nightmares to their respective seats, and couldn't help complaining to Rogge: "I'm a god! God! Although that's nothing, but it's okay anyway. Give me some face!"

Rogge sat there, testing the ingredients in the divine blood, and said without turning his head, "Who told you that you are the weakest here?"

Gursta immediately became unconvinced, pointed to the drowsy Grace, and said, "I'm better than her anyway!"

Rogge finally had a reaction this time, and raised his head to glance at Gurstein: "Then you try to wake her up?"

"Don't try!" Gurstein said more directly.

Then she began to delight the floor tiles.

Rogge shook his head, seeing the cowardly nature of this loli god.

If it wasn't for her cowardice, she wouldn't have been forced to that point by her slave god Festaya back then.

but……

Roger raised his head, the dream had dissipated.

Why hasn't Xingcheng Dragon King come yet?

Something is not right.

Roger thought to himself.

Although this guy is old, he has always reacted very quickly to this kind of behavior that smashed his territory.Rogge has come to Sky Island several times, and this guy has discovered Rogge immediately - when Rogge doesn't hide his aura.

But today, some people are using magic here, but this old dragon didn't respond at all.

Just thinking about it, Gurstein was already tired and yelled: "You have so many dolls! Can't you call them out and let them help together!"

"My puppet was not made for manual labor." Rogge casually said, "And don't you think your current behavior is an insult to the title of god?"

"Huh?" Gurstein blinked his eyes inexplicably.

Rogge pointed to Delos in Gurstein's hand, and said, "It's a god anyway? Shouldn't it be the existence of the gods returning to their place in one thought?"

"...Yes."

Gurstein hammered his palm, and the Delos in his hand fell directly from a height of tens of meters and hit the ground hard. Fortunately, he was a giant dragon with rough skin and thick flesh.

Rogge watched speechlessly as Gurstein awakened his divinity, then dragged the whole world into his dream, and then began to speak the law, returning everyone to their place.

This guy probably has been with Alia for too long, and he has already started to feel ashamed.

Roger murmured in his heart.