This is the ancestors of the Silver Dragon clan. If you don’t ask any reason, if you want to kill Ereth here, Roger’s current strength can indeed do this.

But it is almost impossible to avoid crazy revenge from the entire race after this.

But if you want to solve the crisis in Kenneth once and for all, then the Dragon King is an obstacle that he cannot overcome.

So if you find a way to force the other party to provoke, the rest will be much easier to do.

If the time is right, it is not impossible to kill him, but even if Kenneth is around, he will get into evil with the entire race.

But if you only hurt, you won't die...

Roger had already made a decision in his heart.

The senior executives of the Silver Dragon clan will not let the battle between them, so he should move quickly and not give anyone time to react.

So as soon as he drew his sword, the surrounding earth shook, from the ground to the walls and dome of the temple, and in an instant it became a private area isolated by Roger.

"The sword just now was you!"

Ereth stabilized his mind, and the fear of the fatal blow was still vivid in his mind. What puzzled him the most was that the person in front of him looked ordinary.

The circles around the body are colorful, obviously not as strong as those of powerful people.

But that sword just now.

It's so terrible, it's an unreasonable crush.

Eres knew that some strange treasures could exert beyond imagination, and he was not sure whether this guy named Roger could burst out with an attack similar to that just now.

And he would never be able to catch such an attack.

"Don't worry, you won't die under my sword."

The two of them were temporarily isolated, and others around them also discovered the changes here.

"Since you have accepted the other party's gift, you will naturally have to respond."

"Gift?" Ereth looked puzzled.

"It's a surprise."

Roger did not directly answer Ereth's question. The next second the runes on the sword were dim and another mark emitted a flame-like light.

But soon, the surging flame power reversed instantly.

Like two extremes.

Heat and cold, fire and ice.

Behind Roger, a familiar phantom flashed by, and others might not have caught it, but Ereth was really familiar with the figure.

"Dvor gave you his power?!"

"The betrayer must not die well!"

In Erez's mind, the story obviously became another direction.

"Let's take care of yourself first."

Roger pressed his palms to lock Ereth firmly, but there was no violent attack next.

Just when he was confused, something seemed to sprout in his heart.

The next second, in front of Roger, a figure made of ice slowly emerged.

DeWall's ring collapsed, and part of his power was absorbed by Roger. What Roger did not expect was that many attributes in DeWall's power were of great help to him.

If this part of the power is absorbed, the flame is hot and the emotion is used, then reversing this power and guiding it from ice will expand other attributes.

Just like now.

The ice sculpture that appeared in front of Roger.

Seeing this figure, Eres' body shook violently, and at the same time, the others around him were stunned.

"Emir!"

A low voice rang out.

"Do you think I'm afraid of him?"

Ereth was instantly furious.

"He is dead, then die again!"

Bang.

The same scene repeats itself, just now it was father and son, and now it is brother.

Looking at the collision between the two, Roger remained silent, holding the sword in one hand, the sword was filled with cold light, and there was a faint power to connect the three people in the field.

It was not the burning of the fire of emotions, but the unblocking of the ice was the greatest fear buried in Ereth's heart.

Fear of ice.

The Emil in front of him is naturally not himself. His shaping was completed by Roger, but the source of power comes from Ereth.

The more fear you have in your heart, the stronger the emir will be after the transformation. No matter how long the battle lasts, it will consume Ereth's own power.

If he cannot defeat fear, even if he can barely win, his strength is weak and he will face Roger, who has intact strength.

Under normal circumstances, the fighter should quickly discover the clues and make timely adjustments.

But at this time, Eres had become extremely angry under the influence of Roger.

"Impossible, you're dead!"

"I know your limits. Heinris completely restrains our strength. Your defenses don't work much for him."

"You can't escape in the world of souls!"

"I am the best, and it's easy to defeat you!"

A few words reveal some information that is extremely terrifying.

The longer the battle, the more emotions in his heart were amplified. Roger knew that he no longer needed to do it himself.

"Mysterious strong man, please stop!"

The voice of the old man in purple robe came into Roger's ears.

"I apologize for Ereth's attack just now, but please stop. The Silver Dragon Clan is willing to compensate you."

It seemed like a plea, but the voice was full of a sense of being above his superiority. Roger couldn't help but sneer and asked:

"What can you compensate me?"

The old man in purple robe was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Roger to be so direct and hesitated for a moment, "What do you want?"

"Can you give me any of them?"

Roger knew that Eres was definitely not the strongest person in the entire Silver Dragon clan, and such a long-standing race must have hidden many secrets.

Just like the old guy in front of him, he looks drowsy, but when he really explodes, his strength should be above Ereth.

Sure enough, after hearing Roger's words, the old man in purple robe looked dark and a little unhappy flashed.

"Swear with the honor of the entire race, your requirements will be met within the scope of the ability to allow."

"Are you satisfied so?"

"Now you can stop, or let us intervene directly!" In the last sentence, he had already revealed some threatening meaning.

In addition to the powerful personal power, each of the Twelve Dragon Envoys stood behind him, not to mention the power of the entire Dragon Court as support.

He was naturally respectful to them, but Roger in front of him was different. This was the ancestor of the Silver Dragon clan, the core of their strength, and full of confidence.

"very good."

Roger nodded at first, but his face changed slightly soon.

"Your proposal seems reasonable, but he takes action first, if you just let it go..."

While talking, Roger had already appeared strangely beside Ereth, with a long sword hanging high in his hand.

"what are you up to?!"

Ereth was already in a state of misery at this time, but he still barely avoided the sword Roger waved.

Because his previous memory was too deep, he really didn't dare to gamble.

Swish.

Roger's sword fell to nothing, and the barrier around him shattered, "Stop it, Mr. Roger, while we have not become enemies yet!"

"oh?"

Roger snorted lightly, but then Ereth's face changed wildly. He seemed to be hit by an invisible force, and countless cracks appeared on his body instantly.

The light of the Alder sword seal flashed, and Roger silently took back his weapon, then looked at the old man in purple robe who appeared beside him.

"Is this how your Silver Dragon Clan treats guests?"

Seeing that Ereth's face was bleak, but he seemed to have no worries about his life, the tight face of the old man in purple robe gradually relaxed.
To be continued...