Deep in the plane, fog surged, and eight buildings like furnaces were scattered around, with energy converging in the center.

On the back of the eight buildings is a dense energy network.

"Heinris, you have lost the soul realm he controls. You are the second in the last thousand years."

A majestic voice sounded.

"Because your failure master's awakening time will be delayed..."

Heinris lowered his head, and there were dense cracks on his head. "I'm sorry, Lord Hamza, but the situation was special at that time. The guy named Roger..."

"I hate excuses, so you're making me feel worse now."

Heinris' lips moved slightly, but he swallowed the words on his mouth.

Although they are both apostles, the first apostle Hamzah is stronger than all of them, and she is absolutely dominant during the sleeping period of the Lord of Mist.

"I'm sorry."

"Accept the punishment." A furnace behind him opened, and the flames of souls were beating inside, and there were various twisted and entangled forms.

At the same time, there was an invisible force that squeezed them. Heinris was frightened and stood up suddenly, "No, you can't treat me like this!"

"This is just a temporary mistake, and the mistake is not with me. If I can come back...ah!" Before he finished speaking, Heinris screamed and his body was bounced away. Before he could get up, a palm appeared out of thin air and pressed his head tightly.

"You want to resist?"

"No..." Feeling the powerful force coming from above, Heinris struggled for a moment and gave up completely.

Eight buildings in eight directions represent different soul domains controlled by the apostle.

Those devoured souls were put into the melting furnace and re-fusion, and were built into more powerful combat weapons.

All of this is for the preparation of that day.

"Do you go by yourself or will I help you?"

"Kill me!" Heinris breathed, he also had the dignity of being a strong man.

If he wanted to merge with those things to form a stitching monster, he would rather face death.

"This answer is not good. Everything about you comes from the gifts of the Lord, including death!"

The sudden force wrapped Heinris, and the next moment he was pulled into the furnace.

"No!"

A shrill scream came, mixed with various squeeze sounds. After a while, the fire gradually faded, and then a charred figure fell out.

Pick.

It was like a burned wooden stake. Not long after, the ashes on the surface peeled off, revealing the original appearance of Heinlis in his wriggling.

"It seems to be quite successful."

"Go, bring a group of fog messengers and find the guy you mentioned to bring him to me."

Hamza said, and after hearing what he said, Heinris just nodded in a hunch.

"Master is supreme." Sail the salute, then turn and leave.

After Heinris left, the furnace that had previously transformed him gradually became dim.

"We have found the torso and then found our hands to restore our peak strength."

"By that time, all dragon species will be destroyed, including the initial dragon."

Only sound came from the void but no figure could be seen. Then the energy gathered together and a head appeared out of thin air.

In the center of the forehead is a burning sun mark. If Roger were here, he would definitely be very familiar with this symbol.

Narrow and long facial features, pointed and thin chin.

"I haven't experienced the feeling of the sun shining on my skin for a long time."

"We will definitely succeed this time!"

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From the top of the castle to the misty forest in the distance, every corner of Kelmohan is decorated and the entire castle is trapped in a sea of ​​joy.

The apprentices who are still studying here do not know what is going on, they only hear a familiar and unfamiliar name.

Roger.

A founder and the real owner of this castle.

But this does not hinder everyone's joy. After all, no one wants to miss the rare opportunity to relax.

From noon, they were surprised to find something that the rare strong men recorded in their notes actually appeared in groups.

Whenever the teleportation array on the edge of the forest flashes, there are always people who can't wait to look around, speculate, and even place bets on it.

"What's going on, why do everyone seem to be rushing back on the same day?"

"Is it because of that Roger?"

A young man asked in confusion, his companions around him looked at each other, but they just shook their head helplessly.

They have heard a lot about Roger and also seen the statue standing in front of the castle, but they only heard about the incident but did not see the person. They are always a little thin.

In addition, there are too many people in this castle, and over time, everyone is less concerned about this so-called deed.

"What do you know?"

A cold snorted.

The person talking was a young man with green hair tied.

"Mr. Rashiel." Everyone saluted.

"I witnessed this adult growing up all the way. He came to our territory for the first time. He was just an insignificant extraordinary person, but he would grow to the point where people could only look up to him."

Rashiel is handsome and no one around dares to interrupt when he speaks. Obviously, his status here is not low.

As Gewei's fellow tribe, he was one of the first members to become the Demon Hunter, but Rashire was a weak person by nature and did not like competition.

So in the end I stayed in the castle to guide the newcomers.

"All the things that the hand-zari remembers are true?"

Someone asked.

Rashiel nodded, "Reality is often more incredible than rumors."

They heard some of the deeds told by Rashiel and burst into amazement from time to time, but at this moment, accompanied by a long whistle, a giant dragon flew past the misty forest.

"Dragon!" everyone exclaimed.

"There are people above!"

"I understand, it's Lord Sonia!" someone shouted loudly.

"It is said that the dragon has level 5 combat power, so what about Lord Sonia?"

“It’s so powerful and beautiful!”

"That's natural. It is precisely because of Lord Sonia that we can be on par with other extraordinary forces!"

"Even ten years ago, this was unimaginable. After all, the Demon Hunter has been at the bottom for too long."

Watching the dragon roaring past, everyone was unable to come back to their senses for a long time, and at this moment, the clear sky suddenly became gloomy.

The temperature did not change at all, but everyone felt the cold invasion, and then a wisp of black smoke floated by, as if there was a hidden smell of blood.

"What's going on?" Everyone looked puzzled.

"I know!"

"It must be Anna, known as the Queen of Night! I have seen her portrait in the castle corridor!"

"Beautiful and elegant, which can almost satisfy all the imaginations of vampires. The dragon vampires did not expect that we could live in peace with them in the same space."

"Who else next?"

"Will all the big guys in the portraits in the corridor be there today?" The young demon hunter looked expectant.

At this time, in the living room on the top floor of the castle, Roger changed his clothes and stood in front of the door with a smile on his face, because he should see many people here next.

It has been seven years since he left the last time, but in this short period of time, the whole world has undergone great changes.

Extraordinary invasion has become the norm, and the witch hunter has officially appeared on the stage of history. Because of Sonia's help, this emerging force has not been suppressed by other old extraordinary forces.

Instead, it has made rapid progress and its branches have spread all over the world.

Of course, when we reach this point, we can't continue to live in the castle and study it with peace of mind.

So, except for a limited number of people, most of them are sent to all over the world to stand on their own.

Yukiko and his grandfather Morita Daohiro naturally stayed here as smelters.

She made a fuck during the day and watched the show at night. After a long time, she got mixed up with Uma. Seeing the two of them being flirted with each other, Roger really doubted whether they had other common hobbies besides watching the show.

After all, some dramas are inevitably unavoidable to learn.
To be continued...