Roger sorted out the equipment on his body, put the steel sword on his back, and put the rest of the potions in different categories.

The clothes he usually wears are slightly larger in order to facilitate the battle, and it is barely acceptable to wear at this time, but the underwear is a little tight.

I looked at the bulletin board.

From the beginning of the Grass Trial to the end of the whole process, about 5 days have passed, which is already much faster than the time it takes for most Demon Hunters to conduct the Trial.

The most important thing is the bonus of the Hunter's Hut obtained in the third stage, and the sudden power greatly accelerates Roger's evolutionary process.

So that the renovation that originally took three days was compressed into about one day.

From the notice board, Roger also found the reason.

"The Land of Resurrection?"

The hut in the house he had temporarily moved to was called the Place of Resurrection, and Roger had some realizations in his heart when he thought of the dark and obscure energy that was surging in his body at that time.

Although the resurrection place has a lot of vitality in the literal sense, Roger, who has experienced it himself, can detect the little weirdness hidden in this word.

Only the dead will be brought back to life.

What is contained in this is not any positive energy, but the real power of death.

In addition to the addition of an extra organ, under the catalysis of this energy, some other changes seem to have taken place in the body, but the current Roger experience is not deep.

There was a faint tingling pain on his forehead, and even after the grass trial, the spell fluctuations that Julian had left on him were still there.

It's just that because of the passage of time, this fluctuation has become much weaker.

After the Ouroboros meditation technique entered the second level, Roger's mental power increased a lot, and in fact, if he wanted to, he could now erase Julian's remaining magic aura on him at any time.

But Roger didn't.

Squeak.

He pushed the door open, and there was an obstacle behind it, and when he got outside, Roger saw a dry skeleton lying on the wooden door.

"What's that?"

Roger was a little confused for a moment, and he kicked it randomly.

Syllable!

The scarecrow, made of dry bones, flew several meters away, scattering its body to the ground.

"What a strange place, even the scarecrow knows to knock on the door?"

The traces that had remained on the ground of the doorway disappeared, and the color of the dirt in the field not far away had become a little lighter.

The plot is flat, but it really feels a bit of a paradise.

He stood quietly in place, adjusting his state little by little.

When he was at his peak, Roger stepped into the field, the soil under his feet was soft, and in fact it was very difficult to develop his normal strength.

But standing in it, Roger could feel the feeling of lying on a wooden bed.

The vitality of his body is recovering all the time, and his body is full of inexhaustible strength.

"This feeling ......"

"It's really intoxicating!"

A trace of black gas emerged on his face, but Roger didn't notice this at this time, time passed, the sun fell, just when Roger felt that the energy surging in his body was about to burst the whole person.

Not far away, a figure passed quickly.

"You didn't run?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Julianne's face.

Knowing that Roger was not alone, Julianne still went alone.

On the one hand, it was out of strong confidence in his own strength, and on the other hand, the manpower he left in the core area was enough to withstand those wandering hunters.

After all, in the core area, there are things that the Voodoo Society needs to protect.

Roger slowly drew his steel sword.

The grinding sound of metal sounded, his mind was converted, the tip of his sword drooped, and Roger stared at Julian not far away.

"Are you really hiding around here?"

Julianne doesn't seem to be in a hurry to attack Roger.

"I'm really curious, how did you evade my spell tracking in the last few days?"

Her gaze swept.

"What about your companions? Let them come out together. ”

"Or ......"

"They went somewhere else."

"What stupid confidence."

"Because no matter what you choose, your end will be death!"

Roger held the sword in both hands, the power in his body surged, and the momentum of the whole person became stronger and stronger, Julian soon discovered this, and her face showed a hint of surprise.

"This is the aura fluctuation unique to transcendent creatures, and you have actually entered the transcendental?"

"Just these days?"

"Hehe, it's kind of interesting."

Julianne's clothes roamed like a living creature.

"But who gave you the confidence to think that if you enter the transcendent, you will be able to compete with me?!"

With that, she opened her hands violently, and a black crescent moon rose behind her, and at the same time, the setting sun set over the horizon, taking away the last glimmer of light.

In an instant, the black moon behind Julian filled Roger's entire vision.

The emotions in his heart are surging, and Roger now has only one thought, and that is - kill!

With a roar, his whole person moved violently, his right foot took a step, his waist and abdomen exerted force, the steel sword in his hand cut through the air, and the moment his body rotated, he slashed at the momentum!

Surprisingly, Roger was not attacking Julian, who was standing not far away, but the empty space behind his body!

While!

Sparks splash.

A figure flashed in mid-air, and Julianne's figure appeared strangely behind Roger, the clothes on her arms wandering like living creatures, forming a short staff between her hands.

"You were able to spot me?"

"Huh!"

In the next second, Julianne's figure disappeared again, her body retreated, and the steel sword in her hand drew a trajectory, and Roger turned around and stabbed it without looking.

But before the strength in his hand was exhausted, the swordsmanship changed again, and it spread sideways!

While!

This time, Julianne's figure was slashed out by Roger like a cannonball, and the black staff in her hand broke inch by inch, but before it could hit the ground, the short staff turned into black smoke and attached to her body again.

A hint of surprise flashed across his face, "How the hell did you do that?" ”

"In the dark, even a sorceress of the same level may not be my opponent!"

The tip of the sword drooped, and the spiritual power in Roger's mind was agitated, and before he knew it, the Seal of Quinn had been activated.

It's just that Roger didn't choose to attach the magic seal to his body, but spread outward, enveloping the entire space within two meters around his body.

He had planned to test out an idea in his mind and defend against Julianne's ranged attacks.

After all, all the witches he came into contact with were good at spells and psychic attacks, and the deficiencies in physical strength would make them actively stay away from them.

But Julianne in front of her is obviously an exception.

She turned out to be one of the few witches who was good at hand-to-hand combat, and she definitely didn't practice voodoo, but more like the black witchcraft that Mansu once mentioned!

Powerful and secretive.

Combined with the illusion of the real and the ability to travel through the dark, this woman is indeed extremely powerful at night.

But what I didn't expect was that Quinn, who was shrouded in the surroundings, noticed Julianne's sudden appearance at the first time.

Roger didn't hesitate to turn and slash, then followed Julianne with every move.

Hold the steel sword in front of him.

"If that's all you can do......"

There was a strong confidence in Roger's eyes.

"Then you can run away now!"

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