On the silver cup representing Bedville's identity, blood-like red appeared in the clear water, followed by a liquid rushing up to the edge of the silver cup and then flowing down.

A figure appeared in the room.

Galahad looked horrified.

"what happened?"

"Bedville is actually dead!!"

Lancelot's attack shattered the Sun Sword, and his momentum was slowed down, but at this time there was no obstacle between him and Roger.

Losing the Sword of the Sun, the unarmed Roger was like an unguarded lamb. Lancelot took a deep breath and puffed up the only remaining power in his body.

He broke out with all his strength just now, and he was relatively weak now, but he believed that Bedville on the opposite side was weaker.

Just add a little more effort, maybe in the next second, he can cut off the head of the guy opposite, then...

Lancelot, who was excited, did not notice a purple light flashing in the burning floor around him.

The Yaden Fate Seal was activated.

In addition to causing terrible damage to the spirit body, the level 2 Aden Seal is more important...the impact on the soul.

Everything around is slowing down.

The body seemed to have become heavier.

Lancelot discovered the abnormality and was shocked, but when he was about to stop his strength, his soul was like a quagmire.

The body and the soul clashed at this critical moment.

In the moment of being stunned, Roger's figure was lost in front of him.

A voice rang in his ear.

"The sword of fate, the sword has two blades, hurting oneself and others."

Roger's body had appeared above Lancelot's head at some point, and the cloak on his body flew in the wind to cover the area where the two were.

A weapon deeper than the night appeared in Roger in the shadow.

"This is indeed a fate."

Roger shouted softly.

"But, the sword is in my hands!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the curse sword in his hand was already carrying a huge force and stabbed through Lancelot's neck!

Puff!

Even with Roger's power at this time, coupled with the sharpness and erosion of the Curse Sword, he encountered a certain degree of obstacle when he stabbed Lancelot's body.

But unfortunately, Lancelot, who was deeply trapped in a state of conflict between the body and the soul, was unable to get rid of this situation, and when he concentrated on his mind and recovered his control over his body.

What I face is pain like a tide.

Puff!

Roger rotated his sword body, and his body cut down while falling down, blood splattering, and the Curse Sword separated him along Lancelot's spine.

The internal organs hanging on the spine surged out of the body.

After landing, Roger's body rotated and his weapon swept across.

laugh!

Lancelot's head flew high, and before his death he heard the last words from Roger, "Poor guy, Green has long chosen the real candidate to inherit the Knights."

"Who is it?"

Lancelot opened his mouth wide.

“Galahad.”

Roger spit out a name.

"Click!"

Lancelot's head rolled to the ground, the handsome First Knight's face was dirty, and his meticulous silver hair was also stained with blood.

In a trance, Lancelot saw a foot stopping in front of his head, and then something was covered on his face.

Feeling the strange aura conveyed from the other person's body, Lancelot suddenly realized something.

"you……"

"You are not..."

He looked as if dead, and fully understood the meaning of a word.

plaything.

The fires around him became increasingly fierce, and Roger was always wary of Lancelot's possible counterattack.

According to the information he learned from Gao Wen before, this guy has a weird ability to transfer his injuries when he is subjected to fatal damage.

It is precisely because of this that he formulated the plan just now, trying to complete it in one go, and killing Lancelot directly without giving him a chance to react.

As for the moment...

Turning around and seeing the inheritance core floating on Lancelot's body, Roger couldn't help but smile.

Meanwhile, the mask he had just covered Lancelot's face also fell off.

[Dilio's Mask]: It contains all the identities that Dirio collected when he was active as a faceless person.

After use, you can switch between multiple identities at will. If you don’t fight, you can perfectly simulate the aura fluctuations of the character.

Number of Facebook: 127.

New faces can be created through the soul intake ability. The generation of new faces requires time to be run-in and gradually obtain the character's identity memory to achieve perfect inheritance.

A new Facebook has been generated.

Because of the experience of the last time, after capturing the core of Lancelot's inheritance this time, Roger sent him to the Curse Lodge without thinking.

He quickly checked Lancelot's body, and, in the principle that he could not waste, sucked up all the essence and blood on the body with the sword of curse.

Alas, as a third-level demon hunter, he was so stumbling that even his corpse needed to be plundered.

At this point, all traces of Lancelot left here were completely erased.

After doing all this, the flames around him had completely swallowed the house. In a trance, the world in front of him turned into ashes like a burnt canvas.

At this time, Amanda, who was swept away by the torrent of pigments, was also in crisis.

Time retreated a few minutes ago, Roger grabbed Amanra's hand, but before he could step out of the door, all the oil paintings hanging on the wall melted.

Then the torrent flooded the two.

"Roger!"

Amanda shouted, but then, the overwhelming paint overwhelmed her.

She didn't dare to speak or open her eyes, and could only bear it passively. In order to avoid being separated from Roger, she held the big hand tightly from beginning to end.

Finally, the flow of the water seemed to slow down a little, and Amanda felt her body being thrown up, and the cool wind blew towards her.

She opened her eyes and found herself falling to the ground at an extremely fast speed.

"Roger, use your previous method..."

Amanda turned around and there was no Roger behind her.
Chapter completed!