It's hard to believe that someone has cut off half of their body, and the bright red muscles and snow-white bone stubble are exposed to the air, but even so, the other party can still talk to him lightly.

For a creature like a mountain girl, Roger really couldn't understand it.

The piece of flesh that had been torn off by the mountain girl wriggled on the ground, and slowly the blood gradually disappeared, and the piece of flesh turned into a black-brown sticky.

The mountain girl carefully instructed Roger, the whole process was not complicated, but she repeated it three times from beginning to end, which shows the importance of it.

Roger also asked repeatedly until he confirmed that there were no problems.

Departing from the woods, Roger quietly returned to the manor.

Even during the day, the world of shadows was gray, and before using the Shadow Gate shard, Roger first disposed of the goo that had been peeled off the mountain girl's body.

According to the mountain girl, this thing is the key.

"Step 1...... Stir up. ”

Roger's cheeks twitched, this process had to be carried out in the real world, the whole operation was not complicated, he first needed to remove the hidden bones in the sticky, and then hinge the remaining parts into a liquid shape.

As Roger moved, he felt a faint curse in his ears.

Taking out the corresponding ritual materials, Roger drew a magic circle on the window, activating the entire ritual, and the sunlight outside the window hit the floor of the room through the convergence of the magic circle.

And the white bones placed on it spontaneously absorbed the transformed light.

Soon the ordinary white bones underwent a wonderful transformation.

The volume was shrinking, and the pale white bones were covered with golden lines, which slowly settled in, and finally, combined with the other materials in the ritual, the white bones were presented with a deep black.

By the time the ceremony was over, the white bone in Roger's hand had turned into a thin stick about 30 centimeters long.

The whole body is interwoven with intricate black fine lines.

The white bones in his hand were facing the sun, and the sunlight hit it, and the black lines wriggled like earthworms.

"I even used my own body as a spell casting material." Although he knew that it was not the body of the mountain girl who was used, Roger could still feel the determination of the other party.

For them, the price of failed rituals must have been heavy.

After processing, Roger went straight into the world of shadows.

Seal the junction between the path and the garden with a black liquid.

The black fog swells on both sides of the path, and if you look closely, the scenery in the black fog is far and near, but this is only a visual illusion, in fact, both sides are full of spatial barriers like walls.

Putting the white bone rod into the black liquid, the black lines squirmed, and the liquid inside was pulled into it, and when everything stopped, the liquid disappeared, and Roger felt that the bone rod in his hand became much heavier.

His physical fitness is already amazing, and it can make him feel heavy, which is enough to show the weight of it.

Starting from the entrance and along both sides of the path, Roger drew intricate runes and ritual symbols with the bone rod in his hand.

As he moved, the white rod gradually shrank in size, and finally when Roger finished drawing, white and black lines flashed on both sides of the path, and then converged at the end of the path.

"Next up are the fragments of the Shadow Gate!"

Roger took out the fragments of the Shadow Gate, he stood at the end of the road, took a deep breath, crushed the outer container, and slapped the surging black shadows on it!

Laugh at.

The moment the container shattered and the Shadow Gate fragments appeared, Roger felt empty in his hands, and the fragments pierced his palms as if they had no physical structure.

Roger was shocked, but at this moment, the lines he had just drawn on both sides of the passage suddenly shone brightly.

The scattered black smoke was suppressed by an inexplicable energy, and the originally expanded form was compressed in an instant, and Roger took a half step back, watching the black smoke floating in mid-air compressed into a fixed form.

At this time, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

The voice sounded staccato and "quasi...... Get ready, when the Door of Shadows is secure, I need your help......"

After being chopped and broken, of course, it is impossible to still have the ability to think, and there is no way to carry any soul matter.

Roger guessed that this should be a little bit of information left by the mountain girl before.

He nodded.

At this time, the form of the black smoke floating in the air had stabilized, and from Roger's point of view, the form of this thing at this time just matched the broken shadow door.

He did as the mountain maiden commanded, and reached out and pushed forward.

The black smoke that was still ethereal just now, but now there is a real touch, and under Roger's push, the black smoke floating in mid-air moves forward, and then slowly overlaps with the shadow gate at the end of the passage.

Buzz!

In an instant, the entire passage trembled, and the trembling grew larger and larger, spreading from here to the entire manor, and even the hunter's hut was affected.

Fortunately, Roger's manor has been empty for a long time, otherwise this change would be felt even in the real world.

The illusory door gradually became solidified, and the pattern appeared on the door, and Roger even felt that if he wanted to, he only needed to push forward hard, and he could open the passage and enter the world behind the door!

"What's next?!"

Even though he knew that he couldn't get a response, Roger still subconsciously asked in a loud voice.

Roger's question was answered, and the light in the passage grew brighter and brighter, and there seemed to be living creatures wriggling in the lines on both sides.

The speed was getting faster and faster, and from the far end to the vicinity of the door, Roger could clearly perceive that the things in the surrounding passage lines were desperately burrowing into the door!

The whole process was very fast, after three or two breaths, the pitch-black door was already covered with white patterns, and the patterns were still wriggling, gathering little by little, and then forming a strange pattern on the door.

It was a face.

No, that's two faces.

There was an inexplicable feeling in his heart that Roger knew that the face he was seeing in front of him was formed by the overlapping of two separate faces.

Perhaps this represents the two sisters of the mountain girl.

At this point, the aura on the door has stabilized, and it even makes people feel that it is just an ordinary wooden door that exists in the real world.

But Roger knows that the world behind the door is the world that imprisons the two sisters of the mountain girl.

According to the instructions of the third daughter, at this time, as long as he stepped forward and pushed the door open, it was equivalent to breaking the confinement and opening a passage in a completely enclosed space.

Roger stepped forward and reached for the door.

He felt as if a gasp of pleasure was coming from his ears.

The voice was so impatient.

As if urging Roger.

"Quick! Fast! ”

"Come on!"

Roger's eyes flickered, and he suddenly stopped before pushing the door.