Hehe, the mouth is very good, but the body is very honest. ”

Jorah looked at Roger and sneered, her face full of disdain.

"Sister, he must have a reason to go." Dora grabbed her sister and gave Roger a reassuring look.

It's hard to imagine that after a long period of captivity, Dora's soul was completely healed because of a girl.

Roger sighed, he really wanted to stay, but until the crisis was completely resolved, his long stay in one place would only bring disaster there.

And this reason cannot be told to anyone.

"It will take a while for Adela to get through her infancy, you just need to remember the promise and hope you will come back before she wakes up."

Dora seemed much more tolerant.

Roger nodded and didn't say anything, and he walked forward into the core area of the branch base.

With a few previous experiences, Roger easily set up another branch base in Elrod.

Now he doesn't have to break through the fog of the world to leave Elrod.

The body was swallowed by the light, and at the last moment before it was about to dissipate, a slightly cold and hard voice came into the ears.

"Don't die outside, you still owe me yet!!"

Roger turned his head sharply and saw only Jorah's indifferent face as usual, but in a trance, he still noticed a hint of strangeness in Jorah's eyes.

He smiled, and before he could respond in any way, his body was completely consumed.

"He's gone, let's go back." It didn't take long for a voice to wake Jorah out of his musings, and Jorah shook his head in a little panic.

"Of course I knew he was gone, and I was just thinking about how to avoid coming in the next time."

The excuse was so clumsy that even Jorah herself was embarrassed.

"Are you sure that's what you really think?" Looking at her sister's flustered face, Dora felt a little funny inexplicably.

"Of course it's true!" Jorah still defended herself, but then she was defeated by her sister's gaze and had to look away.

"Go back, Adella still needs company, hum, it's a hateful little thing, but she hasn't met yet, but she is extremely kind to that guy."

Jorah's face was sour.

The two of them leaped upwards, but at the last moment, Jorah couldn't help but glance back.

She didn't know her psychology at this time, but she subconsciously didn't want that guy to die.

"If he dies, Adella will be sad." Jorah silently comforted herself.

On the other hand, after several consecutive turns, after stepping into the territory of the Silver Dragon clan again, Roger has not been able to get rid of the parting emotion.

His mind was full of that small figure and the soft voice that filled his heart.

"I'll be back, I promise!"

In this moment, Roger found all his sense of belonging.

Continuing the transfer, Roger enters the Land of the Ancestors through the connections between the worlds.

After a long absence, the land of the ancestors at this time is very different from what it used to be.

Everyone looked solemn and hurried, making people smell a hint of unease.

Not long after Roger appeared, someone blocked his way, and in the process of negotiation, a light flashed in the distance, and at the same time a familiar voice came.

"Stand down, Mr. Roger is our honored guest of the Silver Dragon Clan......"

"Sage-sama!" The transcendents around him bowed and saluted, and Roger turned his head to see Kenneth in full swing.

And behind Kenneth is Tiffany, who has had several contacts with him.

Kenneth is really a nostalgic person, and he has spent a lot of energy to find Tiffany's world and bring her here.

Dressed in a gorgeous robe and wearing the Sage's Crown, Kenneth looked quite powerful at this time, although his face was young.

"Old friend, it turns out that Fasco is talking about you."

"Welcome, Mr. Roger, and welcome to the Dragon Court."

Kenneth smiled, "Thanks to your help, I'm now one of the full members. ”

Roger smiled and casually complimented him, but a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Although the identity can be regarded as justified, to be honest, with Kenneth's current strength, it is still a bit inqualified to become the Twelve Dragon Envoys.

Thinking of some of the things Fasco said, Roger quickly realized that the situation in the Dragon Court was probably even worse than he imagined, and Kenneth was needed to fill the vacant seat.

"Where's Fasco, where is he?"

"It's a bit complicated, and we'll talk as we go."

Kenneth led Roger into the palace, "The forces of the Lord of the Mist have launched a full-scale counterattack, and they have expanded their soul realm through various methods for countless years, absorbing a large number of souls. ”

"A terrifying war machine was then forged through this soul, and those things were almost endless, and as the killings increased, the number of broken soul fragments was replenished."

"From the low end to the high end, the power of the Lord of the Mist has swelled to a terrifying state." Kenneth sighed.

"During this period, I have met with Master Fasco a few times, and each time he has appeared with injuries, and among the twelve dragon envoys, there have also been casualties of varying degrees."

"It may not feel like anything in the fringe worlds, but more than half of those worlds that are not in the scope of the Dragon Court have been dragged into the flames of war."

"I've never seen anything like this, not even in the records of the Dragon Codex."

"The Lord of the Mist seems intent on destroying the entire plane, and no one knows what his purpose is."

Roger pursed his lips and didn't squeak, if he guessed correctly, this should also be one of the means by which the Lord of the Mist repairs the broken world.

If there were no concerns, Roger might be on the same side as him, but now there is some hostility between the two sides.

What's more, there are a lot of people in this world that Roger cares about.

The two of them went to the temple where the meeting had been held.

Twelve chairs are placed on it.

Roger noticed that several of the chairs had patterns on them that were very different from the last time.

"Wait a minute, I'll find a way to contact Master Fasco."

Affirmation sat at the top of the seat, and immediately activated the power in his body, and the energy inside worked, and soon, a phantom appeared on one of the chairs.

"What's the matter with me?" Fasco looked tired and pale.

"It's urgent now, if it's the same as you mentioned...... Well? ”

"Roger!"

Soon Fasco spotted Roger standing aside.

"Thank goodness you're finally here!"

He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

"Wait a minute, I'll go find you."

After saying that, he took the initiative to cut off contact, and the phantom on the chair gradually became dim.

It didn't take long for a gap to open up in the space at the top of the temple, and Fasco's figure appeared out of thin air.

He himself looked even more tired than the phantom just now, but Roger's presence still made him more excited.

"What happened?"

Roger saw a deep worry between Fasco's brows.

"Ulmanis...... The ring seal shattered, and in order to avoid being enslaved, he shattered his soul and died. Fasco's voice was heavy.

"Dead?" Roger was stunned.

The last time they met Ulmanes, he was very impressed, powerful but graceful, and Roger had planned to get to know him well this time.

"Who is it?"

"I don't know, but everyone guesses that it's the First Apostle Hamza."

Fasco sighed, "I'm sorry I couldn't answer your call, because every day has been dying lately, and the peace here is only temporary. ”

"In the most scorching places of the battle, several worlds have been destroyed, not only Ulmanes, but also several other dragon envoys have died."

"Now that our high-end combat effectiveness is seriously insufficient, your arrival is one of the few good news."

"Is there such a big gap in high-end combat power?" Roger was a little confused.

"Fifth-order transcendents may be very common, there will always be a few worlds with slightly higher energy levels, but the number of people who can become ring seals has decreased dramatically, and each step up requires thousands of years of accumulation."

"But it's also scary."

"With the combat power of the second ring, you can be called a powerhouse in the plane."

Roger nodded, it was true, neither Heinris nor Eyres seemed to have reached the third ring.

"The Third Ring is an important watershed, and there are only a handful of people who have reached this level, and over the years, I have only seen you one of these strong people who suddenly appeared."

"Everything else is fame."

"After all, the growth of a strong person is inseparable from a specific environment."

"The three rings are almost the strongest handful."

"For example, the First Apostle Hamza, some people think that he has the combat power of the four rings, but others think that he is the peak of the three rings."

"The other most important thing is...... We have lost our strong hematopoietic function. ”

"For the sake of the stability of the entire plane, we have continued to weaken the world's energy level for many years, which has greatly reduced the number of transcendents at the bottom."

"It's going to go on like this......"

A flash of realization flashed in Roger's eyes, "The number of top-level transcendents has barely grown. ”

"Not only did it not grow, but it fell a lot." Fasco nodded, which is actually quite understandable.

"This was originally understandable, the strength of both sides decreased at the same time, but this time the Lord of the Mist changed his strategy, and the long-term peace made him paralyze us."

"Just when everyone thought that his strength was declining and he could only hide in the soul sea to survive, he scavenged a large number of soul fragments through the soul realm, and then smelted a terrifying fighting machine."

"We were completely defeated in the first battle."

Fasco sighed with emotion, "So Roger, your appearance means a lot to us, and more importantly, you are a force that is not noticed by the Lord of the Mist. ”

Unnoticed?

Roger rubbed his hands together, but he couldn't explain his true situation.

"Under normal circumstances, every Dragon Envoy who joins the Dragon Court has the opportunity to meet with other people, and then learn about the power of the entire Dragon Court and choose a position that suits them."

"But now the situation is urgent, everyone is on the first battlefield, and they don't even have time to participate in the Void Meeting, so everything can only be simplified."

Fasco smiled wryly.

"I'm afraid you're the first dragon envoy to carry out a mission as soon as you take office."

Mission...... In such a hurry? ”

"No way."

"Of course, the Lord of the Mist is not attacking just for simple destruction, he is looking for the body that was sealed in the battle that year!"

"As far as I know, he has recovered his hands, as well as most of his torso, in addition to the head that he kept for himself."

"If he finds his lower body and a few vital organs, he will come again in his heyday!"

Fasco looked anxious.

"Don't we have any countermeasures, such as ......"

"The Great Primordial Dragon? That's what you're trying to say, right? Fasco took a breath, "The Primordial Dragon is curbing the expansion of the Sea of Souls, which is draining her a lot of energy. ”

"Just like the shadow world in the past, the last time the Lord of the Mist showed some shadows on the entire plane, and now he is doing the same trick again, if it were not for the restrictions of the Initial Dragon, the Sea of Mist would have enveloped the entire plane long ago."

"Instead of forming a fog that only shrouds the outer periphery of the world, as it is now."

"This is our war, and by the time they both end at the same time, the battle may have lost its suspense."

"Only by weakening the power of the Lord of the Mists to a certain extent can we enter the Sea of Mists without being swallowed by him in an instant."

"Now all we have to do is stop him, buy time, and wait for the right time!"

Fasco's tone was heavy.

Roger took a deep breath and understood the urgency of the situation, he had expected a similar situation, but he didn't expect the situation to be so bad.

"Say, what should I do?"

"Solberg, Duras and the others have set out to find the lower half of the Mist Lord's body, and Kairali and Malabi are in charge of the main battlefield."

"On top of that, there are people who are responsible for finding the key organs on the torso, and what we need to do is the most important one."

Fasco clenched his fists.

"His heart!"

"It is called the heart of eternal power!"

Some even believe that his heart was transformed by a sun. It was the most important part of his body besides the skull, and with this heart, he could combine the other torsos he had collected. ”

"Our mission is critical, and the people who participate in the operation are all powerful transcendents like you, whose reputation is not known to outsiders."

"I'll go with you!" Kenneth on the side suddenly spoke.

"Nope." Fask shook his head, "I understand what you think, Kenneth, but you're too weak to go and only drag us back." ”

"I'm also one of the twelve dragon messengers, I hope ......"

"Enough!" Fasco's face was slightly gloomy, and he interrupted Kenneth almost rudely, since the acquaintance, his attitude towards Roger has always been relatively peaceful, and now he suddenly reveals his tough side, which is enough to see the pressure he has been under in recent times.

"Do your part, maybe it won't be long before the war spreads here."

With that, he turned his gaze to Roger.

"My friend, now you can tell me your decision."

Without any hesitation, Roger immediately nodded in agreement.

"When are you leaving?"

No one is immune to such a situation, and there is a strange feeling in his heart that he knows the true identity of the Lord of the Mist.

It all happened so fast, after all, Heinris had been in trouble with him not long ago.

There must be some secret hidden in this.