Chapter 344

At the gate of the checkpoint.

The bustling black blood army has long disappeared.

As previously detected by the wolf of slander.

They retreated to the sampan platform of No. 1 transit station.

Just a distant glance.

Roger sensed the traps and boundaries again and again.

It seems that the bad start of the pool of destruction triggered the high vigilance of the black blood army.

They showed a full defensive posture.

It is even more difficult for anyone to get close to that platform silently.

Roger's words.

It will be a little simpler.

But this time.

He was not prepared to play the trick of silent sneaking.

At that moment, Roger made a sneak trip casually.

Under the guidance of the wolf of slander.

Start to cross the maze like environment around the checkpoint.

There is still a distance between transfer stations.

Roger didn't walk fast.

one side.

He was observing the true situation of the black blood army from a distance.

on the other hand.

Yes, he still has something to deal with.

first.

Just left the platform of the pool of destruction.

Roger found Ji Qiu through voice transmission.

"If you rest, you'll almost go to the checkpoint.

Pay attention to the greasy monster Legion here.

Their leader has been killed by me.

But there are many ordinary demons.

These greasy monsters will form very precious pieces of whale oil after death.

These materials must be collected.

But be careful not to let them take it by mistake.

It will eat dead people... "

After a detailed account of everything.

Roger just took his attention back from the elite group.

In the face of Roger's bombardment of words.

Ji Qiu held back for a long time and only replied:

"Lord, what about you?"

Roger voiced:

"I'll go next door."

Hear that.

Ji Qiu didn't make any more noise.

I don't know if it's his kung fu of transmitting sound into secret that hasn't been cultivated in place.

Or he knows what will happen next.

secondly.

In the process of walking.

Roger focused most of his attention on the newborn pet.

Miss is not as big as slap in the face.

It's a very thin elf.

Compare with the fat Sandy.

This child is so thin!

Maybe that's why.

It easily aroused Roger's love.

Judging from the appearance.

It has big eyes and beautiful double eyelids.

It is more spiritual than the fairy in heaven.

Its temperament is gentle and quiet.

It gives people a feeling of timidity.

honestly.

Roger has never been able to associate such appearance with the word "naughty".

Maybe I felt Roger's burning eyes.

Miss shrunk her neck in fear.

Suddenly.

It gave a babble.

It turned out to be a white belt wrapped around Roger's waist.

Roger touched it.

The texture and feel are very good.

"Unfortunately, it can't be used as a storage device..."

When he thinks so.

But I heard the voice of missing the weak:

"Master..."

"You don't have to stare at me all the time. I'm good."

"It won't cause trouble."

Listen to the gentle voice like water.

Roger just felt that his heart was about to melt.

Then he gently stroked the white belt.

Softly relieved:

"Don't be afraid, I believe you..."

"Tip: your pet naughty spirit likes you +1"

See this line of words.

Roger moved his hand quietly again.

in a wink.

A secret vigorous Qi covered the belt.

This is the shallowest and most hidden way to stimulate Wan poison gang.

Even "missing" yourself is not aware of it.

"If I really believe you, there will be a ghost!"

Roger sneered:

"This is a naughty spirit born in Mistra..."

"No matter how pitiful I am, I have to guard against it!"

It ensures that the naughty spirit is within the protection range of Wan poisonous gang and will not cause trouble.

Roger just shifted his last attention to the holy sword in his hand.

After leaving the gate.

Griffith has been silent.

This guy seems to want to avoid liquidation by pretending to be an ostrich.

It's a pity.

Roger is not such a fool.

He followed the maligned wolf to the border of Sampan district.

Next.

He found a "hide" in the back of a cargo box.

Then he stared at Griffith.

He didn't speak either.

Just look at it.

Finally.

Griffith was seen creepy and actively whispered:

"What are you doing?"

"Don't you mean to exclude interference items?"

"I'm really not..."

Roger smiled:

"Before eliminating the interference items, I suddenly remembered that there were still several accounts that I hadn't settled with you."

Griffith regretted:

"I have difficulties..."

"Shut up!"

Roger said arrogantly.

Griffith did not make a sound.

Roger flicked the blade of the holy sword with his index finger with great interest.

A light bang.

There was a clear blood mark on the back of his finger.

"It's still so sharp..."

Roger sighed.

Next second.

He said seriously:

"You hurt me. How about this account?"

Griffith was stunned:

"You, you, you..."

"I've never seen such a bold face... Forget it..."

"I can't settle accounts! Do what you want?"

Speaking of the last sentence.

His tone was full of helplessness and sadness.

Roger pondered for a moment.

Suddenly he said:

"Why are you so afraid of me this time?"

He had already noticed Griffith's abnormality.

Logically speaking.

This guy is an immortal sword.

Even if Roger is about to rise.

He doesn't have to talk to himself in such a servile manner, does he?

Now Griffith is compared with the previous pig raising sword.

It's like a fairy falling into hell from the clouds.

It is easy for people to have bad associations

Don't get me wrong.

Roger simply doubted whether he was really Griffith!

"Where, where..."

Griffith stammered:

"I treat you, no, my attitude towards you has been pretty good?"

"I'm not afraid of you either."

Roger nodded thoughtfully.

"That's afraid of my hand?"

Say.

His right hand quickly ravaged Griffith wantonly.

"Please, don't touch it, itch..."

Griffith said angrily:

"Your wisdom reducing hand is invalid for me!"

Roger 'Oh'.

Back to open another specialty.

"Tip: you are using 'gold and silver hand (unarmed forging)' on the holy sword Griffith."

"This material is really good..."

"It should be sharp to buckle it down and be a toothpick?"

Roger's threatening big hand swam recklessly on Griffith.

"Please, stop..."

Griffith's voice sounded soft.

He used a language that was almost begging for mercy:

"I really need your help!"

"It's more suitable for you to deal with the street sweeper than your stupid apprentice and that blonde with questionable origins!"

"Listen, Roger, the reason why I changed my attitude towards you is just because of the scavenger. You don't understand how terrible it is. The current situation on the moon may be worse than I imagined!"

"If we can't solve the scavenger, everything in Mistra will become meaningless!"

"Do you understand?"

Roger shook his head like a rattle:

"I don't understand."

"The scavenger you said will swallow Mistra when he wakes up?"

Griffith sighed:

"Almost..."

"It may not be that bad, but it's not much better."

"In short, we must not let the scavenger wake up."

"We may be the strongest combination on this planet. You and I should not haggle over every ounce, but should abandon past grievances and work together."

Roger smiled softly:

"What you said is very reasonable."

"I can ignore your violation of our agreement. After 30 years of free eating and drinking, you not only ate almost all the biological assets of Qingquan sect, but also fucking kidnapped my apprentice..."

"But you have to answer some questions

How much did your memory recover?

Why did Mistra destroy the golden house?

How much do you know about the reincarnation of Mistra?

As her sword.

How much do you know about her?

last.

The curse of extermination.

What the hell is going on?

These problems.

You can answer slowly.

I'm very patient.

In the face of these problems.

I suddenly feel less anxious to eliminate interference. "

Roger showed his trademark gentle smile.

The silent Griffith seemed to come to the cold winter.

After a long time.

He replied with difficulty:

"My memory has not recovered much. The memory of the scavenger has always existed."

"As for Mistra, I'm sorry, I only remember that I once followed a God, but I still have no impression whether that God was Mistra."

"And the curse of extermination..."

"If you really help me deal with the scavenger, then I will tell you everything I know, without omission!"

Griffith's tone was sincere and sincere.

"I hope you don't care so much about life on the whole planet..."

"I hate moral kidnapping."

Roger grabbed the blade with force.

Zizizi's voice came out.

In Griffith's cries of pain.

The blade of the holy sword was twisted about 0.5 degrees by Shengsheng!

"But I promise you, I will help you kill the scavenger."

Roger said faintly:

"When it's done, remember your promise, otherwise it's not as simple as bending."

"I will melt you completely."

Griffith dared not breathe:

"Totally understand."

"Okay."

The cold temperament faded in a breath.

Roger's face wore a smile again:

"Agreement is one thing, accounting is another."

"Let's enter the happy accounting link."

"According to my calculation."

"Now you owe me or qingquanzong 1million pigs..."

Griffith was immediately shocked:

"Didn't I only eat 100000?"

"Plus you've been lazy for the past 30 years."

Roger said with a smile:

"And I also cleaned up the mess caused by your escape. Do you want to count this cost?"

"In addition, considering inflation..."

Griffith was shocked again:

"Will pigs swell?"

Roger ignored him.

Whispered and calculated it for himself.

Finally, a conclusion is drawn:

"Next, you have to protect the mountain for 1000 years for Qingquan sect."

"During this period, you can eat whatever they give you. As for whether there is meat, it only depends on your performance."

"Here."

"Sign this contract first."

PA.

An unequal treaty written by a professional contractor was directly photographed on Griffith's face.

The latter shivered all over.

Roger narrowed his eyes slightly.

He wants to see it.

How much can Griffith tolerate himself!

"If things are abnormal, there must be demons."

"This guy is so weird. Maybe there's a hole waiting for me... I have to be careful!"

Roger is ready for Griffith to turn over at any time.

Who knows this guy after carefully examining the contract.

I really signed my name on it!

"Ember sword: Griffith Mistra"

When signing this name.

Roger couldn't help looking at him.

Griffith was also slightly stunned.

"Well, I should have followed Lord Mistra at the beginning..."

His voice was not awkward.

But Roger was embarrassed for him.

"Forget it."

"This kind of unequal treaty has been signed. This is a contract with purgatory will. Even the immortal holy sword can't be violated. At most, he can row... It seems that the scavenger has really put a lot of pressure on him."

Roger thought.

One side signed his name on the contract.

After the formation of the contract.

Griffith breathed a deep sigh of relief.

It's a pity that he didn't wait long for him to relax.

Roger patted the hilt of his sword coldly:

"It's just a public account."

"We still have some personal grudges..."

Griffith abandoned himself:

"Forget it."

"As long as you can help me deal with the scavenger..."

"It's up to you the final say!"

"It's up to you the final say!"

Roger coughed.

Xinran nodded and said:

"Don't worry.

Don't look at the demons under my hand.

Actually, I'm quite decent myself.

I will never depend on you for a penny... "

A moment later.

When Griffith, who signed two deeds of betrayal, came out of the back of the container dizzily.

Roger's figure has disappeared.

Instead.

It is clumps of yellow hair waving in the wind and extremely coquettish.

"There is a traitor among us!"

Black blood army base.

A small conference room in the simulator warehouse.

Othello and Johnny are fighting red in the face.

The former insisted that the "black curse group 648" lied.

The latter's view is different from that of him.

The fallen magician said seriously:

"You must believe my mind measurement. Our people have no problem in loyalty..."

Speaking of which.

He paused.

Then sighed very hard and said:

"You have to admit that we were fooled."

"And that person may be next door to us."

Johnny's meaning is obvious.

The "black curse group 648" who mixed with them is probably one of the martial artists next door!

"His technique is too subtle."

"We haven't been able to identify the problem so far."

Johnny shook his head and said:

"And I always feel uneasy. Monroe's death is too strange. This place is too evil!"

Othello glared:

"What about that?"

"Is this how to retreat?"

"We didn't even find what we wanted, and the personnel were not damaged. We retreated directly?"

Johnny was silent.

After a while.

His face suddenly brightened.

Then he took a crystal ball out of his arms and put it on the table.

The crystal ball gradually expanded.

It eventually became the size of a pumpkin.

A calm face appeared on the surface of the crystal ball.

Compared with his calm.

His background is much more complicated.

Othello and Johnny saw at least thousands of tentacles dangling behind him!

"Welland... Finally contacted you."

Johnny, the fallen magician, whispered:

"We had some trouble with Moby Dick. Monroe died and even the Horcruxes couldn't be saved."

In the crystal ball.

Villan nodded slightly:

"I see."

"Things do have many variables. I guess you met some martial artists on the sky?"

Johnny nodded convincingly:

"That's true."

"There is also a martial artist who has been upgraded, but we haven't fought yet..."

"By the way, we were attacked by a sinister sword before. That sword is very similar to the ember Saint sword you said."

Here Johnny and Welland are eager contacts.

The sword Saint Othello over there held his chest in his hands and said nothing

Within the Salvation Church.

It is also divided into many factions.

Velan is a caster with a rank of only 89.

Although his attainments in evil spells are very profound.

He also won the titles of 'dominator' and 'Archmage'.

However, there are still some internal criticisms about letting him serve as vice president.

Like Monroe.

This mage colleague has always been dissatisfied with vilan.

It's just that the internal rules of the Salvation Association are strict.

He didn't get a chance to do it.

Another example is Othello.

He was also dissatisfied with Welland's relatively low rank but important position.

But Othello's mind is deeper.

For a time, he suspected that Willan had hidden his strength.

Otherwise, the leader of the Salvation Association, who is famous for his utilitarianism, will not let him serve as the vice president.

So in the past.

Othello can barely maintain a neutral attitude.

But after arriving in Mistra.

Because of the loss of the shock of the president of the Salvation Association.

After several attempts.

Othello lost his awe of Velan.

He didn't take Willan's words as an edict like Johnny.

Especially in this case.

"Maybe Monroe was killed by him."

"I have to be careful, too."

Othello thought coldly:

"These spellcasters don't have a good thing. I'll see what advice Willan will give us..."

Between thoughts.

Whelan's steady tone came from the crystal ball:

"Evacuate all personnel!"

"Don't hesitate."

"I'm afraid you're in big trouble!"

Hear that.

Othello couldn't help but stand up:

"Evacuation? It's easy to say? This is the task issued by the president himself. If we evacuate like this, who will bear the responsibility?"

Velan's voice is a little messy:

"Of course, the responsibility lies with you."

"The president's punishment will not kill you."

"But I'm afraid the coming trouble will..."

Say.

His spell communication was suddenly interrupted for a while.

After a long time.

The picture returned to calm.

"I see. I'll consider it."

Johnny nodded cautiously:

"Yes."

"What's the situation over there?"

"How can I see so many tentacles?"

In the picture.

Willan said without looking back:

"Nothing, I'm negotiating with ancient evil things..."

"You call this negotiation?"

Johnny gaped:

"If I'm not mistaken, is that ancient evil thing going to be killed by you?"

Vilan did not speak.

Othello couldn't help coming over:

"Is this your real strength, Willan?"

Willan smiled:

"No, these are illusions."

"Good luck."

Say.

The spell newsletter is over.

Only Johnny and Othello looked at each other.

"So..."

"Evacuate or continue?"

Johnny cleared his throat and asked.

Othello snorted coldly:

"Whatever you want, anyway, my troops and I will not evacuate!"

The voice fell.

Suddenly, a flustered sound of footsteps came from outside!

"What's the matter?"

Othello frowned.

He grabbed the man by the collar and carried him in the air:

"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation."

"No, Lord leader!"

"There's a furry dog headed man outside!"

"Doghead?"

Othello is strange.

In the afterglow.

The figure of the fallen magician Johnny disappeared without a trace!

Othello's heart thumped.

He just wanted to drop his body.

Can be next second.

A terrible gale rose from the ground.

The house with the simulator was directly lifted up.

A figure was swept by the strong wind to the devil's shadow as tall as a mountain not far away!

Even Othello himself barely resisted for a while.

Not long.

He was sucked into the mouth of the demon!

Scream.

The sky is shaking!

"Record: you enabled the outer incarnation of Taoist priest Huang Bing"

"You've used your feat: Goblin heavenly body"

"You consumed a drop of secondary divine oil, and you used Tiangou's specialty 'swallowing the sun'"

"Swallow the sun: you swallowed 16124 black blood soldiers..."

"Attribute fragment calculation in progress..."

"You killed the sword Saint Othello (Kingdom of God practitioner / Sword Saint /lv99/ elite)"

"Kill order: your sword Saint bit +0.04"

"Swordsman's personality: you can get excess profits in the cultivation and fighting of swordsman.

Charm +50% when you use the sword;

You know the origin and main points of most swordsmanship and sword moves (knowledge: swordsmanship 400+);

When someone, especially a girl, is watching.

Your understanding of swordsmanship will be improved;

When and only when the sword is used as a weapon.

As long as you react fast enough.

You can 'block' 99% of the attack with the sword.

You have gained the feat of random bit space - empty handed white blade "

"Take the white blade with empty hands: when you are unarmed, you can use both hands to implement palm entrapment 'Parry' against the enemy's weapons.

As long as the enemy's level does not exceed your level 40.

This Parry has a 100% success rate.

Enemy weapon requirements:

1. Open the edge and have a blade.

2. Non blunt

3. Non biological weapons

Note: there is a certain probability of tiger mouth bleeding. "

"Comfortable... Eh..."

On the platform of transfer station 1.

Roger, who was incarnated as Tengu, couldn't help burping.

This wave of sneak attacks was quite successful.

This unique skill of Tiangou is very humanized.

Only the object judged as a demon by the evil mark will be swallowed.

The remaining drudgery and slaves will only be carried away by the wind for a while.

Then it will return to its original position.

It was simply too convenient for Roger.

"Brother Huang beard's body is really easy to use!"

Roger praised hard in his heart:

"It's just too expensive."

"Maybe I used it too often recently..."

Between thoughts.

He made a rough inventory of the goods received.

Attribute fragment aspect.

At least it has more than doubled.

Because it happened so suddenly.

The naughty spirit has no chance to act at all.

So what it brings to Roger is pure positive income.

As for the sword Saint Othello.

Roger really didn't expect this guy to be so water.

He didn't feel much when he was bored.

As for the "sword saint".

He looks more like some kind of idol.

Its effect can only be said to be general.

Blocking this kind of thing looks good.

But Roger prefers to attack.

"Who has nothing to do all day long to pick up the blade empty handed!"

He made a secret roast.

Fortunately, Othello himself had some water.

Roger found a good treasure in the spoils he left behind!

In the vision of Qi gazing.

The baby is purple.

Roger became human.

Put it in the palm of your hand.

With the naked eye.

That is a needle.

"Breaking ring magic needle (strange / consumable)"

"Purpose: it can break all seals, commandments or vows"

"Usage: just poke it directly. You can't poke it at a time. Poke it several times."

"Remaining available times: 2"

"This thing is obviously used for mages, monks or paladins."

"Break everything?"

"A little evil..."

Think so.

Roger quickly took out a baby that had been eating ashes for a long time!

"Just try it with you!"

He couldn't help but press the "pot of greed (under self sealing)" on the ground.

Then he stabbed the broken ring magic needle at the mouth of the pot!

Poof!

Poof!

Poof!

Strange sounds rang out one after another.

Not long.

The pot of greed reacts.

Suddenly, a circle of water with sour smell appeared at the mouth of the pot!

"Tip: the pot of greed has been unsealed"

"Remaining available times: 1"

"Yes!"

"There is a pot of greed to use again!"

Roger fondly touched the mouth of the pot of greed.

And in this process.

Roger also noticed.

The thin and long silver needle became dimmer.

Data bar display.

The remaining available times of "breaking the ring divine needle" have also become 1

"This needle is good."

"Wait..."

"If I bind the breaking ring divine needle with the pot of greed, and then use the divine needle to continue breaking the ring, what will happen in the end?"

Although the brain hole opened for a while.

But Roger still didn't put it into action.

For him.

These two treasures are an important part of his card pool.

It is impossible for him to do experiments on whether he can move forever.

And at this time.

A bright red mark suddenly lit up in Roger's field of vision.

That's the signal from the wolf of slander!

"How could there be a fish missing?"

"It's a little interesting."

Roger chuckled.

He marked the "fallen magician" who fled into a torrent of wind with a hunter's mark through the vision of the maligned wolf.

next.

Roger is ready to kill each other.

After all, his upgrading task requires killing the three leaders.

No one can be less!

But when his figure quickly reached the edge of the platform.

Roger's heart suddenly came with a strong palpitation!

Next second.

Griffith's voice rang in his ear:

"Don't breathe!"

"Stand still!"

"It's her!"

The voice fell.

Above the sampan area.

Pieces of moss or dirt shook off the surface of beluga whale skin.

In the dark.

A sleepy eye slowly opened its eyelids.

That eye.

It was Roger who aimed at the edge of the platform!

"Warning: you have encountered Fanny the beluga whale."

"Sixth sense: the beluga whale is waking up..."

"Ultimate Hunter: the target is rapidly escaping from the first pursuit range. Please pursue as soon as possible, otherwise there is a risk of leaving the powerful tracking radius."

One time.

Roger breathed tight.

Caught in a dilemma.