"I want you to know what you're talking about."

Muska's voice was cold, and the pressure released as he spoke became a little stronger again, and there was a crisp bone crack in his body, and the young man in front of him could no longer withstand such a force.

It seems like it will break at any moment.

"It's okay, isn't it honorable to do such a thing as a fourth-order?"

"What's more, what you do won't solve the problem at all."

A cloud of mist drifted in through the window, and when it fell to the ground, it transformed into a beautiful woman with a fiery body.

She looked to be around 30 years old, and she didn't hide her transcendent identity at all, with silver-white jewelry on her neck, wrists, and ankles.

Her fair face was adorned with dark patterns, and as she spoke and breathed, the color changes on the patterns also loomed.

Roger just glanced at it casually and then withdrew his gaze, in fact, the woman had appeared in the castle even before them.

It's just that she seems to have some concerns, and she hasn't shown up before.

"When did she get here?" Amanda frowned, "This woman's name is Viola, I've only heard her name mentioned, she's a loner, and almost no one knows where he's coming from. ”

"It's just rumored that she's very strong."

In the ordinary world, the practitioner's use of spiritual power can be said to have reached the extreme, compared to the Western transcendental who has expanded more changes.

There will be some quirky applications.

But Roger is not worried about this, his absolute strength is close to the limit of the fourth order, as long as he can see through the opponent's ability.

The rest is just a difference between a little more and a little less.

So on this trip, he even planned to hide the black moon all the time.

The power of that weapon, Roger, had experienced it firsthand.

Musca also seemed to recognize Viola's identity, and he glanced at the other party, and although he didn't say anything, the pressure released was significantly reduced.

Viola approached the young man, she opened her hand, and a cloud of mist enveloped the young man who was kneeling on the ground.

It didn't take long for the fog to dissipate, and the injuries on the young man's body had recovered.

"Tell us about it."

Viola said.

"My name is Marko."

The young man raised his head and glanced at everyone without leaving a trace.

"My father has hardly left the castle in recent decades, but recently, his stagnant power has broken through, so I have been living here for a long time."

"One night, I suddenly woke up from my sleep and opened my eyes to see a dark figure standing in front of the bed."

"Shocked, I subconsciously launched an attack, but soon, a big hand pressed me hard!"

"Then I saw the face that was so hideous in the darkness."

"That's my father."

"His strength was so strong that I didn't have any room to resist, and I fell into syncope after a few struggles."

"The next day I woke up from my slumber with the bed under me collapsing and the walls around me cracking."

Marco sighed, "But when I found my father, he didn't know anything about it. ”

Hearing this, Amanda glanced at Roger quietly, with a deep worry in her eyes, because a similar experience had happened to her.

However, she happened to be in Kelmohan at the time, and seemed to want to leave the castle, but when she reached the edge of the fog, she fell into chaos.

By the time she regained consciousness, she had completely lost her memory of that time.

Such an experience is enough to make anyone panic.

Marc continued, "I recounted what had happened to my father, and then showed him the destroyed room and the scars on my neck. ”

"Subsequently, my father's strength steadily increased, but similar things happened frequently, but he only unconsciously attacked me once, and the rest seemed extremely strange."

"In order to find out the truth of the matter, I had to hide quietly and then find a way to follow and observe his behavior."

"It's strange that he is completely like a different person, and seems to be full of surprises in the world, like an ignorant child, looking at the unfamiliar environment again."

Marco seems to recall the scene, "At that time, I suspected that my father's body was no longer his original soul. ”

"But I don't know where he went."

"And then?" Viola asked.

"You said he was dead, where is the body?"

"Please follow me."

Marco sighed, after Viola's treatment, he was now able to stand up, but the flesh around his knees was clearly not fully recovered.

However, Marco's own recovery ability is also very strong, and Roger can see delicate granulations growing back at the wound.

"Who else did you invite besides us?"

A dull voice came.

It was a strong man who had been standing by Muska's side.

This is a strong man with almost the same thickness of arms and thighs, but this man is strong and strong, and his height is somewhat miserable.

This makes him look like a mountain of meat, and it's a bit ridiculous to walk around.

"You can call me Manu." The burly man glanced at Muska, and although his eyes were deep, the emotions flashing in them were somewhat familiar.

It is clear that Musca is the Dragonborn, and he is the helper, and being able to appear on such an occasion is enough to show the intimacy between the two parties.

"Amanda."

"Geralt."

Roger said at the same time.

Although the so-called association is loose, they have more or less heard each other's names, and Amanda naturally has no need to hide it.

As for Roger......

He always felt that calling himself Geralt in this situation seemed more emotional.

"I've heard your name, beautiful Miss Amanda." Muska squeezed out a smile that he thought was gentle.

"The youngest of the new Dragonborns in the Guild."

Musca made no secret of the sparkle in his eyes, "Don't say that in the last twenty years, even if you go back in time, in the historical rankings, your youth can also be ranked in the top ten." ”

"It's really ......"

Musca looked up and down, but in the next second, the beautiful face in his vision disappeared, replaced by a tower-like body.

Roger didn't speak, just stared at Muska calmly.

"Beautiful flowers are always attracting bees next to them."

"It's normal."

A playful smile flashed across Muska's face, and he withdrew his gaze and added nonchalantly, "Flowers always bloom." ”

"But the bees have changed wave after wave."

"After all, the sweetness of the flower juice is something anyone would want to taste."

"Muska!!"

Before Roger could speak, a dull cold cheer left the hall.

It was Manu who was standing beside Muska who spoke.

The man's thick eyebrows were furrowed together, and there was a faint anger in his eyes, but in addition to that, Roger could feel a little bit of ...... in his gaze

Jealous?

Belch...... Well, it doesn't seem to be directed at himself, but Amanda standing behind him.

In the Western world, even in the lives of ordinary people, there are many people like Musca who openly express their emotions.

In the otherworld, similar behaviors abound, and even most people don't find it abrupt.

Roger clenched his fists, this Musca was very smart, and he said that this was not just a gesture of love.

"Stay away from me!"

Amanda's voice came from behind Roger, and the girl stepped forward to stand side by side with Roger, and there was a faint flash of fire at the edge of her hair.

"The same bees, some pick flowers, and some only eat!"

As soon as Amanda finished speaking, Musca and Manu's faces turned iron-blue, the blue tendons on Manu's forehead burst out, and the muscles on his body throbbed, as if they were ready to attack at any time.

"Are you here to fight?"

A cold snort came.

"Let's go, take me where you said you were."

Viola glanced at the crowd and urged Marc to take him away.

Muska gripped Manu's wrist, and the latter's anger slowly subsided, but he still didn't forget to glance at Amanda before leaving.

The words Amanda had just said pierced his heart directly.

"Let's go."

Musca whispered.

"It seems that the more beautiful the flower, the more prickly it is."

Roger looked at Amanda and chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" Amanda rolled her eyes.

"But you said there was ...... between them"

"Shut up!"

Amanda doesn't seem to want to talk about similar topics at all.

Roger didn't want to, either.

He didn't even have the urge to hit them.

"This is it."

Come to a room high up in the castle.

From the floor to the walls, the decoration of the room is extremely elegant, even if Roger does not have any research on antiques, but an old fellow who has lived for more than 300 years, everything in his room is antiquities.

Where Marc was pointing, a circular mark had been burned on the floor, expanding outward from the center, roughly circular in shape, but with irregular lines around the edges.

"Seems to be missing a part."

Muska said with a frown.

"This is where my father last disappeared, leaving behind fragments of his clothes, and his body was half devoured by the time I arrived."

"Only a mutilated body and half a head are left."

"He told me that this was the passage to the Dragonborn Lands in my memory, and in fact, I had seen similar patterns many times in his study."

"At that time, his memory was not clear, and the pattern had been changed several times, and he thought that it was a transcendent world that connected to a higher level."

Malcott looked up.

"Like the ...... controlled by the powerful forces"

"Then he changed his mind and told me that maybe it was a whole new place, a paradise that belonged only to the dragonborn."

"But obviously."

"There is no heaven in this world, only the abyss."

"He was eaten."

"This incident is so weird, I didn't want to alarm you adults, but later, some things that happened to my father actually appeared to me one by one."

"I woke up in the middle of the night only to find myself in a strange place."

"Even during the day, I will inexplicably lose my memory, and even wake up to find that I am researching...... That quirky pattern. ”

Marco pointed to the marks on the ground with a look of horror.

"There's no way, I can only make up lies, I know, maybe you adults don't care about my life or death, but this kind of thing happened to my father."

"Maybe in the near future, what you ......"

"Shut up!"

A cold cry came, and Mark's body was hit by an invisible force, flying several meters away, and pressed to the wall behind him.

"Our future is also something you can discuss?"

It was Musca who did it, and this time Viola didn't say anything about what he did.

None of them were ordinary fourth-order beings, and each of them probably lived for more than a hundred years, long enough years for their bodies and souls to completely transform into another kind of creature.

Extraordinary.

It is obvious that this Marco has no regard for the consequences, and since he is dead both horizontally and vertically, it is better to pull more transcendents into this vortex.

Whatever the reason, there are a lot of variables involved in it, which may give him a glimmer of life.

Of course, when you meet a grumpy person, you may have been pinched up before he could speak.

"What do you think?"

Viola spoke.

"This matter has nothing to do with me, although we are both dragonborn, the direction of inheritance is completely different, what happened to Justin, I have not heard or experienced it."

Amanda was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but glance up at Muska.

"Whoever wants to investigate, stay and investigate, I'm going to leave."

"What about you? Miss Amanda. ”

Viola asked.

Amanda hesitated for a moment, and Muska's statement made her realize that not everyone has had a similar experience.

She was, Justin was, but there were probably very few people like her, and if she said yes at this point, there was a good chance that someone else would notice something.

But if you don't say yes......

When something like this befalls you, how do you resist it?

Amanda's strength has improved quickly, but she has not experienced as many things as Roger, so it is inevitable that there will be mistakes when dealing with things.

What she didn't know was that needless to say something, her hesitation at this time was enough for someone with a heart to notice a little clue.

At this time, Roger, who was standing on the side, spoke, "It seems interesting, shall we stay and take a look?" ”

Reading the meaning in Roger's eyes, Amanda nodded.

"And what about you, Miss Viola."

Roger asked.

But this time, before Viola could speak, the marks on the floor suddenly expanded, enveloping the entire room almost in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the symbols, which were originally printed on the ground, were stretched out and displayed in a three-dimensional shape.

Those flat imprints, after being three-dimensional, allowed Roger to see its original form.

It's a staggered spatial gap.

"What's going on?"

Muska's figure flickered, but the next moment, he reappeared in place, and Roger noticed that a small scar was slowly healing at the edge of his cheek.

"What's going on?"

Manu, who has the most irritable personality, has already grabbed Mark, and the other palm is raised high, as if he could slap Marc as meat sauce at any moment!

Roger was the most composed, he just squeezed Amanda's palm.

"Huh!"

The luxurious room disappeared in an instant, the moisture of the earth rushed in, and everyone appeared in a dense forest.

But at this moment, Viola suddenly shouted angrily: "Who are you?" ”

At this time, in addition to Roger, there was an unfamiliar face in the field.

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