"Quick, there's a battle ahead!"

Three or five figures swept by, and soon came to the place where Roger had fought before, and when they arrived, all they saw was a mess.

The ground cracked, and the pale bodies of the bone guards were scattered around them, and in the midst of the ruins, they found a headless corpse.

"Is this Lord Patrick?"

A knight with a thick beard said with a shudder.

"Mistress Patrick is dead?"

"And the three strong men who accompanied him."

"What the hell is going on here, that even the three Bone Guards have not been able to resist?" Someone wondered.

As they spoke, they glanced around warily.

"What now?" Everyone looked at the bearded man in the lead.

"It's not something we can handle anymore, let Lord Éres know." The bearded man looked worried.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded, then decided to use a special method to contact Eyres, who was far away in the Land of the Ancestors.

But just as they were about to act, there was a strange noise behind them.

It felt like some kind of mollusk slowly crawling out of a cavity.

"What are you doing?" The sharp sound drilled into my ears, and it sounded like thousands of bugs crawling through the bottom of my heart.

The bearded man turned sharply, and then saw Patrick's body staggering to his feet.

Around his neck was a black, sticky, python-like mass that slowly wriggled.

The bearded man looked closely, and realized that the python-like thing had grown out of Patrick's chest, and with the shaking of his body, the thing swayed back and forth, and then formed a tumor at the top.

The mucus on the surface was peeled away indiscriminately, and the globular object gradually became clear, and then the faint facial features appeared.

"You ......"

The crowd drew their weapons.

"Don't be nervous, it's me, Patrick."

"I was attacked, and I had to use this method to avoid the crisis, and I can recover with a little more time."

After listening to Patrick's words, several people's faces softened slightly, and the bearded man took the initiative to step forward.

"Come closer, help me up, and watch out."

Patrick's facial features were incomplete, and his voice was a little muffled, and after listening to his words, several people immediately became nervous.

The bearded man supported Patrick's body, and the others formed a circle, protecting Patrick in the middle.

"My lord, what do we do now?"

"Is it just a few of you?" Patrick replied in the wrong question.

"Yes." The bearded man glanced around and nodded, "The commotion here has caught everyone's attention, and the other dragon guards are on the defensive, hindering their investigation. ”

"Oh...... That's good. Patrick let out a long breath, and suddenly his voice rose sharply.

"Be careful, on the right side!" He shouted.

Hearing his words, everyone subconsciously glanced to the right, but at this moment, Patrick burst out.

First, he stretched out his hand and pierced the bearded forehead, and then his body rotated, and the brilliant silver light swept by, and several dragon iron guards around him were cut off one after another.

Before he could let out a scream, Patrick attacked again, instantly piercing everyone's heads!

From the time he launched the attack to the end, it was only a momentary gap, and by this time, except for the strongest bearded man, who had only one breath left, everyone else had died violently.

"Your Excellency...... You're not Master Patrick! ”

The bearded man looked frightened, but Patrick looked at him with a blank look, stepped forward and stomped on the bearded man's head.

"If you want to blame it, blame you for seeing things you shouldn't see."

Patrick hugged his head.

With all that done, he unleashed his strength and carefully examined his surroundings until he was sure that no one else was lurking around, before letting out a long sigh of relief.

At this moment, there was a slight energy fluctuation in the bracelet in his left hand, Patrick's face changed slightly, he carefully checked the condition of his body, until the facial features on his face completely returned to normal, and then he activated the power to activate the fluctuations on the bracelet.

"Why did you delay so long?"

Res's voice came.

Patrick looked horrified, then recounted what had happened.

"What?"

"Kenneth is surrounded by an unknown powerhouse, a dragonor?"

The shadow of Éress slowly emerged.

"I don't know the other party's bloodline, but he wears the armor left behind by the emir's death." Patrick said tremblingly.

"Idiot!"

"Didn't I tell you to stabilize the situation?"

"Look at what you've done!"

Even if it was just a phantom, Patrick could imagine Eyres' anger at this time.

"I ...... I'm just worried that Kenneth's use of that armor will affect our plans. Patrick argued.

"If you weren't my son, I would kill you with my own hands!" There was a murderous intent in Eyres' eyes.

"Whew...... Now that it's happened, let's find a way to fix him. Then Eyres changed his words.

"Everyone else dies and dies, how are you?"

Patrick gasped, "It's a fluke to get a life back." ”

"By the way, what is the real combat power of that guy named Roger?" Érès asked suddenly.

"It's very strong, but the three bone guards can still barely deal with him." Patrick's eyes flickered slightly.

"Kenneth was seriously injured, so I don't know if that Roger showed his true strength."

All that Eyres was thinking.

"Get out of there as soon as possible, then seal off the whole world, find a place to hide, and I'll take care of the rest myself."

"They must not leave Bisar alive!"

After communicating the details of the whole plan again, Eres ended the call.

Patrick sat on his knees.

His eyes flickered with emotion, and his clenched fists loosened and tightened, but in the end he gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"I'm sorry Father, I didn't mean to deceive you, but if you know that I have used the ability of transformation and rebirth......"

"I'm afraid, you'll never make me the heir to the throne."

Patrick has a special ability that is not a severed limb in the ordinary sense of the word, but can be restored after a devastating destruction of the body, even a shattered skull.

But such capabilities do not come without a price.

Although a life was retrieved, the caster lost the possibility of promotion forever.

In other words, Patrick would stay at the peak of the fourth order for the rest of his life.

For the king of the Silver Dragon Clan, this is absolutely impermissible.

So he killed the bearded man and the others who were the first to investigate, and hid this important information from Elles.

even lied about this, vaguely obscuring Roger's specific strength.

Even though he knew that doing so would have terrible consequences, Patrick was willing to take the risk at the thought of losing that position.

"Get out of here first, and wait for my father to do the rest."

"There will be a way, there will be a way." Patrick kept comforting himself.

…………

The darkness was so vast that Roger didn't even feel his presence.

In the distance, a hazy light seemed to guide him.

There were voices all around.

It's like the whispers of a group of people, it's like the friction of a weapon, isn't it, like a ballad?

Or the respite of ****.

With each step, the sound was completely different, and as he got closer, the light in the distance became more and more obvious, and he gradually saw the scene shrouded in light.

A flickering lamp and an ordinary wooden house.

"Hunter's Cabin?"

His brain was in chaos, and Roger walked mechanically until he came to the door and reached out to touch the door.

"You're here."

A voice sounded, and the next second the house in front of him shattered, and with it, the surrounding darkness was torn apart.

The shattered splinters pierced into Roger's body like a sharp blade, and in the whirlwind of the world, Roger saw the broken earth, the collapsed hills, and the upside-down rivers.

Countless weeping faces.

It's a world of collapse.

The next moment, consciousness was reawakened, and Roger opened his eyes violently.

Holding a large stone bowl with a green viscous liquid in it, Roger sighed softly and shook his head helplessly.

This was what he saw in his coma, and even when he was awake, he would flash from time to time.

In the depths of consciousness, the embers after the burning of the notice board left a striking handwriting.

"The Alpine Trial is complete!"

"The three trials are completed, and the final mission begins."

A shattered world.

"Powerful demon hunter, you have passed the three major trials with an extremely high degree of completion, honing your physique, tenacious spirit, strong strength, and forging your soul!"

Save the world that is on the verge of shattering after the rendezvous of the celestial spheres, collect the embodiment of the rule shards, and find your way home.

You are not only saving a world, but you are also saving yourself.

Powerful Demon Hunter, your power comes from that world, leaving an indelible mark on your soul.

The world is destroyed, and you will cease to exist.

That's where you start and where you return.

These handwritings did not disappear immediately after Roger read them, but remained in his consciousness all the time.

As soon as he closed his eyes, it would be clear in front of him.

There was very little information in the handwriting, but Roger had already guessed his identity, and of course there was some corresponding information in the library in addition to these words.

Rendezvous of the Celestial Spheres.

Now that Roger no longer dismissed his previous memories as a pure game, a book appeared in his mind with a detailed explanation of the meeting of the celestial spheres.

Dear readers, please imagine our world as a ship sailing on the vast sea.

Standing on the deck, we can see other distant ships, that is, other stars.

Each of these ships carried cargo and crew, and was usually so far away that they couldn't even see with a telescope.

Every few years, however, there are major storms on the cosmic sea, so violent that they blow ships toward each other and sail in close proximity. In this case, part of the crew of one ship can be moved to another, and cargo may be spilled onto the next ship.

When the weather eases, the ships will separate again and go their separate ways.

This is only the most ordinary explanation, but what is not recorded above is that if there are multiple celestial sphere encounters, the world invades, or even when only one ship is left to sail at sea in a violent storm.

What will happen then?

Now Roger knows.

A devastated world, broken rules.

In that vast ocean, the great ship had swallowed up all the other ships that could be devoured.

But the storm intensified.

In order to save himself in this situation, the captain can only jump out of this sea and go to other planes to plunder the fragments of rules to repair the crumbling ship.

A flash of realization rose in Roger's heart, and he knew that he was by no means the only one who had been sent.

He suddenly thought of the rumored Lord of the Mist, the strange rise speed, the familiar sun pattern.

Could he be some nobleman from Nilfgaard?

"Do we have the same goal?"

Roger didn't know.

The so-called Three Trials are a criterion, and only when they are achieved can they be qualified to save a world that is on the verge of being shattered.

Plunder the rules of the Plane, transforming them into embodiment through the Hunter's Hut, just like the previous doors and lanterns.

Then find your way home and renew your life in that world.

It's also to keep your life alive.

Broken ships sailing on the plane's seas, and Roger also thinks of the undulating seas and islands when he first woke up.

"What an interesting coincidence."

He couldn't help but sigh.

"Luo ...... Mr. Roger. Kenneth's voice interrupted Roger's thoughts.

"Where are we?"

"Bisar, I don't know exactly where it is."

Roger walked over to Kenneth and handed the stone bowl in his hand.

"Drink it."

"Sir, I used the forbidden technique and was hurt to the source, you are now ...... Hmm...... Gollum! ”

Before Kenneth could finish speaking, Roger poured him the liquid from the bowl in one fell swoop.

Then he took a step back, and the whole person was actually detached from the silver armor.

Losing his control, the color armor moved spontaneously, and then slowly merged with Kenneth lying on the stone platform.

"...... this?"

Kenneth looked surprised, and then felt his soul merge with the powerful armor.

"This ...... This is what Uncle Emir left to you. ”

"I'll give it to you now."

Roger reached out and pressed Kenneth on his forehead, "Concentrate and feel this armor, it is the last gift of the Emir, although it does not have his soul, it has all his blood essence." ”

"And now you need to breathe soul into it and bring it back to life!"

Kenneth had tears in his eyes.

"It's a testament to your friendship, and I can't ask for ......," Kenneth said, still stubborn.

"Shut up."

"Isn't he your father, as a son, he naturally has to inherit his father's legacy."

Kenneth opened his mouth, then let out a long exhale.

"I'm pretty sure about this, Emir is really just my uncle, and that's what he told me personally."

Roger blinked.

What kind of world is this......

Even my father will admit his mistake, or is the world of the dragon clan too chaotic?

Stealing incense