He didn't know what Green had experienced in that world, nor did he know the source of Gao Wen's news, but he saw the Shadow Elder who existed in the fragments of the Shadow World with his own eyes.

The improvement of one's own strength is also obvious.

Judging from the current situation, Lilith is ready, and it is impossible to sneak in like the last time.

He could only use the power of others to enter that world, and then use this as a springboard to find the entrance to the hidden shadow elder.

Bedville's identity is dead, and it is too difficult for Lancelot to disguise it, so it is easy to reveal flaws.

As of now, there are only two ways for him to enter that world, Gao Wen and Ge Wei in front of him.

Roger wanted to dissuade Gewei from taking risks there, but he also knew that Gris's affairs had a great impact on Gewei. As her strength increased, the mission of race was also pressing on her shoulders.

It really corresponds to the saying that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, the more she has, and she has almost no choice.

Gao Wen is an extremely mysterious guy. Roger really doesn't want to have too much contact with him. Without Tamara, Gowei would be Roger's best choice.

But in front of you...

Can Tamara dispel doubts by continuing to pretend to be a guardian?

"Give me some time, I need to think about it."

Roger wasn't very sure either.

The disappointment in Gewei's eyes flashed, but she nodded, "You know how to find me."

"There was an abnormality in the energy near the channel not long ago. We are trying to find a way to stabilize the channel for transmission. We will definitely set off for up to three days."

Gewei looked at Roger, hesitated for a moment and said that.

"I hope to see you."

After saying that, she took the initiative to concentrate, everything in front of her disappeared, and her consciousness returned to reality. Gewei stood up from the sofa and pushed the door and left.

From beginning to end, Roger did not appear.

In fact, when Galahad visited, he had already woken up from his sleep. He carefully checked that except for the energy deficit in his body, his whole body could not be better.

The channels in the body are basically stable, and you are still a little short of filling the last missing part. There will definitely be a new change at that time.

Strengthening strength is just a manifestation, and what is important is to strengthen the control of the pale blood in the body.

The attacks that broke out in the crisis of Lilith's oppression also made him see a certain direction for his future progress.

That may be the state when the dream trial is completed.

Perhaps, it is the state when the channel is stable and completely generates its own pale blood.

But no matter which one of them represents absolute strength.

The temporary explosion is still relatively rough, and a lot of energy has been wasted. After system improvement and fine control, the power can be further improved.

Roger tried to find out the feeling of exerting force at the beginning, and he already had some experience in his heart.

However, this kind of attack is a real life-sacrificing attack. After one explosion, the body will be completely hollowed out.

Work hard and take a two-hour rest.

This is the state of sacrificing one's life attack.

After fighting this, he didn't even need to confirm the result of the battle, so he had to run away.

After recovering the lost energy, Roger completed the renovation and directly teleported it to the cemetery hut.

In the fairy tale world, Amanda had fallen into a deep sleep. Her whole body and the dragon scale were wrapped into a big cocoon, and the dragon scales emitted a red light and beating like a heart.

"Talent is really unreasonable."

Roger checked Amanda's condition, which made him begin to doubt the source of the girl's bloodline.

Anderin was just an ordinary woman, and his father was rarely mentioned, so Roger could only outline the image of a middle-aged man who was obsessed with mysticism.

However, even if his father has a special bloodline, it is extremely difficult to reproduce and inherit due to the huge difference between extraordinary lives and ordinary people.

This can't explain Amanda's power either.

Without further thought about this question, Roger pushed the door and walked out of the wooden house, changed his image and walked around the town.

He saw Andrelin and Greg leaving the police station, talking and laughing, then going to the supermarket to shop and go home together.

As for what happened next, Roger is not sure.

He even pretended to sit in the Hunter's Bar.

The atmosphere in Menia is very different from that in Europe. It seems that the world hidden behind different regions is indeed different.

"I really should go somewhere else if I have the chance."

"As a qualified demon hunter, it seems that there is no place to live, and traveling around the world is the norm."

"While drinking, hunting monsters, and then seeing different customs and customs, alternating power, and disputes between power have nothing to do with us."

Roger was just thinking about it alone, and the sound of a chair dragging came from beside him, and a drunk woman sat opposite her.

"Bang!"

The woman placed most of the empty bottles on the table. She stared at Roger's eyes, and a trace of doubt appeared on her face.

"I don't know why, your eyes reminded me of a friend from the past."

"Ha ha!"

The table next to it was wearing a burst of laughter, and a big bearded man in a gray plaid shirt with navy blue jeans made a loud whistle.

"Ingma, how lonely are you? You don't even let go of the strange man who appeared in the bar for the first time!"

"Bang!"

The answer to the bearded man is a flying wine bottle.

The bearded man smiled and took the wine bottle into his hand, "It's a good bottle of wine!"

"Next time, if you need it, you can call me anytime!"

"Get away!"

Ingma was furious, "Don't think I can't guess your dirty thoughts."

"How many of you really want to sleep with me?"

"It's not because of Henrik, because of some of my relationships with him, hum."

Ingma sneered.

"Look at your promising prospects."

"I really should have called him and asked him to come back and take a walk."

"By the way... seduce the group of bitches who are with you!"

"Oh, my God!"

Everyone started to cheer.

"Ingma, this is so vicious!"

"I would rather be broken one leg than see Henrik's shoes hidden in his closet when he returns home!"

"Look at it, Ingma, Henrik became young and handsome, and his strength improved a lot, and he also became the acting president of the Hunter Guild."

"But he obviously couldn't bear your special request, so he ran away!"

Someone started to make a fuss.

After hearing this, Ingmar waved his hand indifferently, "A bunch of rude idiots."

"You don't understand what women want at all."

She sat crookedly on the chair and picked up the wine glass in front of Roger.

After drinking it in one sip, my nose and eyebrows frowned.

"A cup of boiled water..."

"You are the second guy I've ever met to drink this kind of ghost thing in the bar."

Roger smiled.

"No, I bet it must be the first one."

"I don't believe that the demon hunter besides me will do that."

Ingma's eyes gradually became blurred. She looked at Roger sitting opposite her, as if she was looking at another person.

"What do they fools know? There is no banquet that will last for the world, which is particularly prominent for the Demon Hunter."

"Drinking, bragging, fighting."

She sighed.

"I put down my sword, but I couldn't let go of my past life." As I said that, I fell asleep leaning against the chair.

Looking at Ingma, who had become weak and aging, a trace of inexplicable emotions flashed in Roger's eyes.
Chapter completed!