I have a big sailing game

After wiping out the grotesque nightmare, Rogge decisively exited the current fusion state, and some of the black tide tentacles covering his body also faded away.

At this time, there was a little joy in his eyes.

The effect of Heyi's Soul, the only talent, after being enhanced again, was indeed a bit beyond his expectation.

He never expected that after merging the main body and the clone, he would be able to choose a main authority to qualitatively improve it, reaching the power of a true god!

In this state, he is almost comparable to, or even worse than, the devouring pseudo-god Odoan he encountered before!

Because Odoan is controlled by the devouring power of the true god level, Rogge can control this power perfectly and freely.

Of course, it consumes a lot of money.

In just a short period of time, Rogge and Heisatan had consumed nearly 80% of their combined strength.

If we look at this speed, even if he consumes a huge amount of faith power, it may be difficult to support Rogge to maintain such a state.

At most, it’s only about a day.

This really wasn't him in Versailles.

With such power, a low-ranking demigod would naturally be able to destroy it with just a raise of his hand.

But if you face an existence of the same level, even someone like Odogan, it will be very difficult.

The vitality of high-ranking people is very tenacious. If the strength is not much different and there are no special circumstances, it is possible to fight for ten and a half months, not to mention one day...

"I still retain a mobile clone field. Maybe the three bodies merge into one, and there may be bigger surprises..."

Rogge thought.

Just two bodies combined into one can exert such power, but what if there are three demigod bodies?

He was looking forward to it.

After returning to his original state, he looked at the remaining body and relics of the grotesque nightmare, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

After all, this thing is of the demigod level, but after his death, demigod embers were not exploded for him...

After a little deduction, he understood the reason.

Strictly speaking, the grotesque nightmare cannot be regarded as a qualified demigod. It can be regarded as a suture monster. It cannot even be regarded as being completely eroded and controlled by the power of authority like the controller of the wilderness.

Hot chicken, expelled from the divine book.

Rogge silently picked up the two relics.

To be honest, he had the idea of ​​taking the body before.

After all, although this thing is a bit ugly, it is still a demigod.

But now it seems that it is better not to occupy this kind of body similar to the suture monster, otherwise there is a high probability that it will be damaged by the power of the body.

Because this thing is inherently unstable, the grotesque nightmare is driven by the instinct of normal evolution, so it can naturally tolerate it, but it is not necessarily possible to put a normal soul in it.

【Weird Mouthpiece】

[Type: Special Items]

[Quality: red]

[Special effect: After the user swallows this weird mouthpiece, it will replace the mouthpiece part of your body. When you speak in the future, your words will be full of weird nightmares. 】

[Negative effect: Your mouthpiece will be at risk of losing control. 】

[Explanation: Your mouthpiece may not do any harm to your body, but that doesn’t mean it can’t harm you. Be careful...trouble comes from your mouth! 】

Rogge took one look and put it away.

Not only does this thing have a strange name, its appearance also makes people feel quite disgusted.

Because this thing is really a dark and colorful tongue and throat. It is still trembling, and it is obviously alive.

The tongue was waving wildly, as if it had something to say.

But obviously, having a mouthpiece alone is not enough. If you want to speak, you need lips, teeth and jaws. It would be strange if you could speak by clapping with the air...

This thing has a powerful ability and can allow people to master some weird nightmares, but the side effects are equally powerful.

It's a powerful double-edged sword...keep it in your collection.

【Twisted Nightmare Moment】

[Type: Special Items]

[Quality: Purple]

[Explanation: The reason why it is classified as a special item is entirely because it is far harder than other materials, which allows this stone carving to preserve a piece of information from an unknown number of years ago. 】

Compared with the weird mouthpiece, this thing is much simpler. To put it bluntly, it is just a stone carving.

After staring for a moment, Rogge looked a little surprised and quickly understood what was engraved on it.

The information above all comes from the nightmare authority Mona, and it has his breath on it!

After realizing this, he quickly began to read the above information seriously.

However, the content left on the stone carvings made him frown slightly and feel a little confused.

Because he couldn't understand it well.

This is not to say that Rogge did not understand the language of the gods on the original continent.

At that time, the manifestations of authority, that is, the gods, communicated with each other without using language or writing.

The way they communicate is similar to a special "spiritual thought", and creatures that have reached a sufficient level can understand its meaning...

Therefore, what is left on this stone carving is not the words carved by Mona, but the "spiritual thoughts" he left behind.

But even Rogge met the reading requirements.

The spiritual information given above is still extremely confusing, a bit similar to the gibberish of a crazy person. If it is a low-level creature, let alone reading it, even touching it may be corroded and contaminated.

However, there are also some relatively normal spiritual thoughts from time to time.

The emotions expressed are probably pain, regret, determination, etc...

"Mona can be considered as being extremely kind to Mopulos."

Rogge thought silently.

If his guess was correct, this should be Moana expressing his longing for Meploos, the creator, and some other emotions.

Due to the evolution of the world, Mopulos's authority has also been dispersed, and Mena had to disperse Mopulos's authority and become the embodiment of nightmare power.

But in this way, the relationship between the two will never return to its past.

Mopulos obviously knew this, but Mona seemed abnormal due to the influence of the nightmare authority.

But He still did not regret his decision, and even played an indispensable role in the final battle...

After shaking his head and thinking for a moment, Rogge put aside these trivial thoughts for the time being.

He looked at the dream spiral in the sky.

At the top of the dream spiral, there was still chatter and laughter and a somewhat special atmosphere.

After several jumps, Rogge reached the top of the dream spiral.

Controlling the power of the mysterious power, he quickly sensed the surrounding restrictions and the turbulent flow of power within them, and raised his hand to eliminate them.

Then, Rogge saw a scene that made him silent.

In the extremely dense dreamland, the figure of Meplos and his friends are all living here intact.

Senevia, Inoto, Sharila, Renne and even Mona...

They were talking, laughing, and having fun...

The whereabouts of Mopulos are unknown, and he has probably died.

But the most beautiful scene in his imagination remained in this weird and strange sea of ​​dreams in the form of a special dream.

Just when Rogge withdrew his gaze and was about to leave.

The small cloud-like dream group in the dream suddenly turned its head as if feeling something and looked in the direction of him...

…

Wild sea.

The tall statue of the god, whose body and face was covered by robes, stood on the top of the island, overlooking the huge tribal city below.

In this city formed by several tribes, the symbol of the hunting clan is particularly bright, and the oath stone made of special materials is particularly dazzling in the sun.

And under this huge stone of oath, there are countless bloody handprints.

"Powerful Hunter Chief Blade Wind, I hereby swear allegiance to you and your tribe, join your empire, and respect you as the only emperor of this wild sea..."

As the last beast clan leader pressed his palm on the Stone of Oath, leaving a bloody handprint, he slowly retreated.

"From today onwards, the leader of the Hunting clan, the most powerful person in this sea area, the favored one by God... and the first emperor of the soon-to-be-born Hunting empire... Blade Wind will lead everyone to greatness and prosperity..."

The priests on the side loudly proclaimed the oath of establishing the empire.

Beside him, the tall and burly Blade Wind, who was growing in pressure, calmly glanced at all the clan leaders below.

Anyone who was swept by his gaze, whether they were orcs, demi-humans, or other races, did not dare to look at him. They could only lower their heads in obedience and listen quietly to the priest's oath.

As if he felt that the priest's process was too complicated or that he didn't hear what he wanted, Blade Wind frowned and raised his hand slightly to signal him to stop talking.

When the priest saw this, his voice suddenly stopped, he hesitated to speak, and finally did not speak.

Obviously, this part of their arrangement was not part of their arrangement. Blade Wind made it up on the spur of the moment and was against the rules.

However, Blade Wind, who founded his country by force, obviously doesn't care about these red tapes. He only cares about one thing...

"...This is a wild sea."

Blade Wind spoke slowly.

When he spoke, there was not even the slightest abnormal sound from the dark crowd below, which was enough to show the terrifying power of him.

"We come from our own races and have different talents..."

"We use sharp stones as blades to hunt giant monsters, catch sea beasts, eat our hair and drink blood, and fight on our own. Our life span is determined by God, and our food depends on luck..."

"A few years ago, I didn't think there was anything wrong with this..."

"Until I met God's servant."

"He saved my life and that of my brother, and brought me God's revelation, guiding me in the direction of progress. He asked me to lead this barbaric sea area out of barbarism and predicament, and towards civilization."

Speaking of this, Blade Wind looked solemn and his eyes were extremely determined.

"So, I built this empire."

"But the reason why the empire was established is because of our great god - the Lord of the Black Tide."

"As long as we offer our faith, our Lord will give us the strength to cultivate, the skill to build, and more..."

“And, today’s empire border is definitely not the end!”

Blade Wind's eyes were like a torch, looking at the boundless sea, and he slowly opened his arms.

"We will move towards a greater path under the guidance of the Lord of the Black Tide!"

…

Rogge, the master of the Black Tide, naturally knew about the establishment of the Hunting Empire.

After all, Blade Wind was transformed by purifying the blood of demigods.

With such physical talent and a tough and ruthless will, being able to sweep across the entire wild sea in just a few years was also expected by Rogge.

After Rogge woke up from Mopulos' dream, he actually looked at his situation.

At that time, Blade Wind was already preparing to establish an empire...

After the empire was established.

Naturally, it means that Rogge will have another piece of territory to provide faith.

This is undoubtedly a good thing for Rogge who has the ability to merge.

However, good things are good things. Rogge's current attention is not on the Blade Wind, but on the "small cloud" in front.

"Mopros? You didn't die?"

Rogge was a little surprised.

When he was about to leave, Mopros in this dream suddenly called him, and his performance was not like a dream in a dream.

"You can say that, but it will be soon..."

In response, Mopros just shook his head and said very calmly.

"This..." Hearing this, Rogge frowned, and when he was about to ask something, Mopros spoke first.

"There is no need to say more about this matter. I don't care about life and death. Death may also make me feel relieved..."

After saying this calmly, Mopros went straight to the point.

"You should have used the thing I left behind and seen that history, right?"

Mopros' tone was affirmative.

After a moment of silence, Rogge nodded.

It seems that Mopros's Whisperer's Monument did not appear in the cave by chance.

"Who is the creator of the cave, and what is the relationship between you and Him?"

He directly raised this biggest question, hoping that Mopros could answer it.

"Sorry, I can't say that." Mopros shook his head and said, "But you will know the answer."

Rogge frowned.

Judging from Mopros's personality, He would not hide himself in order to maintain the so-called "mystery".

Then there is probably only one reason why he can't say it...

At this time, Mopros seemed to have encountered some unexpected situation. His body paused, and then he sighed: "Stop talking nonsense, I don't have much time."

"You also saw my broken anchor point, which is a symbol of my short time."

"When my last bit of strength is exhausted, the threat will come again, and the beautiful dream will become a terrible nightmare..."

"After my fall, the world will move towards a new stage of evolution."

"By then..."

At this point, Mopros's words suddenly stopped, and then the small dream ball controlled by him returned to its original position, and no matter how Rogge shouted, there was no response.

"It's bad..."

It's obvious that Mopros encountered an unexpected trouble, and he didn't even have time for him to finish his words.

This made Rogge feel helpless. This guy didn't know how to pick the key points.

After sighing, Rogge pressed the game menu.

After seeing the readable archive inside, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now you have to say everything."

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