Roger subconsciously wanted to raise his head, but in the next moment, he forcibly suppressed the natural reaction of his body.

Because the voice does not ring in the ear, but directly in the head.

He pretended to move his gaze as if nothing had happened, and his gaze swept over the woman in the silver mask.

"Good control, even though it's a young man, it's fun."

Roger didn't say anything, he let his mind go, so that none of his thoughts would be caught by the woman opposite.

"It's a pity ......"

The woman chuckled, and then no sound came again.

Just then, Roger noticed that the white candle on the table was burning to the end, and Dickinson cleared his throat.

"A pleasant party, my time is up, looking forward to the next meeting."

"Crackle!"

The last bit of fire went out, and the image faded away, and Roger turned his head to look at the woman with the silver-white mask.

In the blur, he saw a glimmer of brilliance in the woman's eyes.

At the same time, although Roger and Dickinson ended the meeting, the communication between the rest of the people did not stop in the void.

"Poor little fellow, his soul is as young as a baby, and it must be delicious."

A voice rang out.

"Every once in a while, he has to help the Soul Eater put on a show, and then next time he will bring a new person, after knowing each other for so long, how many souls has this guy devoured?"

"Who would remember such a thing? It doesn't matter, as long as you can get paid by me. ”

The black-robed man's voice was low.

"Goodbye ......"

After saying that, the figure disappeared into the void.

On the other side, Roger sat quietly in his chair, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Shocking, isn't it?"

Dickinson took off his mask and said to Roger.

"Although we are souls from different worlds, as long as we trust each other and help each other, we can slowly find a solution to the conflict between our soul and body."

"Then this world will be our new home."

"Wandering is exhausting after all."

Roger was slightly stunned, he heard some special meaning from this sentence.

"The ceremony is over, and you can take off your mask."

"Next time, you can gather materials on your own and start the ritual when the full moon rises into the sky."

A faint smile flashed in Dickinson's eyes.

As long as he participated in the ceremony, heard what the people of his kind had seen, and felt the strength they showed, everyone would be convinced of what he said next.

"Do you feel like they're powerful?"

"Don't be discouraged, they are all the same as you at the beginning, or even inferior to you, but in the process of continuous transformation, the soul becomes stronger and stronger, and the upper limit of strength is getting higher and higher."

"For us, the soul is the foundation, and my body is about to be unable to support it."

"Recently I have found a new target and I need your help."

Roger looked up, "Need to kill him?" ”

"No, I don't."

"But I'm in the process of transformation, and I need your help."

"When?"

Roger asked.

Dickinson's eyes flickered, "Ten days or so." ”

Roger glanced at him, "Didn't you say that my current strength is too poor, and it is better to improve it again, so that it can also provide you with more shelter in the future?"

Dickinson sighed, "I misestimated the state of my body, so I had to move the time forward. ”

"Don't worry." Dickinson unleashed the final killer move.

"Over the years, I have accumulated a considerable amount of wealth, and when I am completely transformed, I will give it all to you, so that you can better improve your strength."

Roger took off his mask and had a look of ecstasy on his face, "Are you telling the truth?"

Then he restrained the joy on his face.

"Don't worry, Mr. Dickinson, I'll help you with the transformation!"

Roger said.

Leaving Dickinson's villa, Roger cleared his disguise in the car.

On the way back, he drove slowly, remembering the woman's gaze at the end of the ceremony.

Recall every detail over and over again.

Roger knew he had to prepare.

The Arrahand seen in Crescent City, what he saw and behaved at the rally, and Dickinson's extraordinary urgency.

"I hope I'm wrong."

"Now there are only ten days left."

Back at his quarters, Roger checked Henrik's condition, a few days had passed since he had last drunk the third stage of the quenching potion.

The effect of the medicine has basically been fully worked, Henrik's internal organs have been strengthened, and his physical fitness has increased a little.

But compared to the physical strengthening, Henrik himself looked like he was being tossed by more than a dozen big men in turn.

"Are you sure you don't want to kill me when you're done?"

Henrik collapsed on the ground, not wanting to move a finger.

"Ingmar's injuries are almost recovered, and she's been looking for you for the past few days." Roger abruptly changed the subject.

Henrik suddenly came to his senses.

"Let's start the next stage, hurry up!"

"Give you a day to get some rest, and then we're going to officially start the Grass Trial."

Roger slowly explained the whole process of the trial, and the transcendent cores he chose were: the spinal fluid and venom glands of the manticore, and mourning the hair of the banshee.

Two of the ingredients come from a monster, the Manticore.

It is a powerful hybrid beast with a body like a lion and a tail like a scorpion, and a strong body and terrifying toxins that make this monster very difficult to handle.

This creature is not seen in the Bordeaux region at all, and Terry obtained it through special channels.

As for the mourning banshee, it usually refers to the transformation of a woman who has been betrayed by the most beloved man and has gone through pain and torture to death.

It is said that despair before death destroys their spirits and injects all resentment into their hair, which grows longer and deeper.

Such a combination of potions maximizes Henrik's chances of passing the Grass Trial.

After this session, Henrik also became solemn, and he found the special magic circle he had collected earlier.

Through this circle, the energy in the Daredevil's Crook Horn can be extracted and re-infused into his body.

The circle was added to the final stage after being improved by the Hunter's Hut, and according to Roger's estimation, it should be possible to speed up the third phase of transformation.

The day was fleeting, and Roger kept Henrik from fooling around, and when everything was ready, he injected Henrik with the first potion.

The first stage went very well, followed by the second stage, and although he hallucinated, the effect of the hallucination on him was minimized under Roger's control.

It wasn't until the third stage that a potion mixed with the scorpion's spinal fluid was injected into Henrik's spine, and the mutation began!

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