North Elder, Dobriel Mountains.

The top of the mountain was covered with snow, and a middle-aged man with meticulous hair looked up.

"Ms. Tamara, this is it."

The man turned and said to Tamara, who was standing behind him.

Tamara was a burly man, with thick soles of her feet digging into a deep pit in the snow, and she was still dressed in the same costume as she had been during the ceremony, with her soles and arms exposed.

However, this level of low temperature does not seem to have any effect on Tamara.

"Curtwin, is that what you call the anomaly?"

Her students were defeated by Roger, and her attempts to demonstrate were unsuccessful, but even so, Tamara suppressed her anger because there was more important things for her to do.

"You can't be wrong, this place is in the middle of nowhere, and very few people have set foot in it, if it weren't for a few young people in the family who had nothing to do and ran here for the so-called expedition, I'm afraid they wouldn't have found anything abnormal."

The middle-aged man known as Curtien replied respectfully.

Everyone has selfish intentions, and they are all members of the secret blood family, but each family also has their own ideas.

The rise of Gowie will inevitably lead the entire family, and for Curteven, since he has already taken refuge in the Nature Society, it is better to take refuge more thoroughly.

Hold this thigh tightly.

Curtivan's gaze followed the soles of Tamara's feet all the way up, his Adam's apple trembling, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

If necessary, he is willing to make certain sacrifices for the sake of the family.

Speaking from the heart, although he looks like a middle-aged man, Curtien is well-groomed and handsome, and looks personable, which is in line with the aesthetic taste of most women.

He felt that he should not be in a hurry, and that he should plan accordingly and implement it little by little.

I heard that this fourth-order druid has been single for many years.

After so many years of living with animals, she must be very lonely.

Curteven felt he still had some chances.

"What are you doing?" Tamara's rude voice came.

"Why don't you take me there and check it out!"

"Okay, okay."

Curteven stopped his thoughts, and he didn't know how he did it, but he stepped on the snow and left only a shallow trace.

On the snowy mountains, the speed is fast, but the more powerful Tamara snorts like a clumsy brown bear.

Sometimes Cureven wondered if the vulgar woman behind him was really a fourth-order druid?

The elegance possessed by the strong is not seen in this woman.

After walking some distance forward, after reaching the top of the mountain, there was a slope, and a gap appeared in front of the two of them as if it had been cut by a giant.

"That's where they discovered the anomaly, and there were five people who came here at the time, three men and two women, and three of them were devoured."

"One was torn apart by the claws sticking out of the whirlpool, and the last one ran back to the gathering place with a slight injury."

Curtian jumped from the top of the hill into the gap, his whole body fluttering like a fallen leaf.

Before he could hit the ground, there was a loud bang, but it was Tamara's majestic body that fell from a great height, and then smashed the ice apart.

Tamara pulled out her thick legs nonchalantly, and at the bottom of the gap was a narrow passage that winded up, and with Tamara's physique, there was probably not much room to get into.

Curtwin's cheeks twitched, and he began to think about the idea he had just made, for the sake of the family's development, some sacrifices were inevitable.

But......

"The volatility here is cyclical, and it's clear that the channel hasn't been fully penetrated."

Curteven looked up at the sky, "I've experimented a few times privately, and at the turn of day and night, the volatility here will peak. ”

"We'll have to wait a little longer."

Curteven explained.

Tamara's eyes turned an eerie green, and a green glow shot into the passage, and she felt it carefully.

"Don't bother, the passage here is really unstable, and you can't even get out of something decent."

She cracked her mouth, revealing her white teeth.

"I can do a little bit of a favor though, make the passage a little more solid, and see what comes out from the other side."

As soon as she finished speaking, the green light in her eyes converged, the muscles in her arms trembled, a complex pattern appeared on her forehead, and a few short chantings appeared.

Rumble!

Powerful energy exploded from Tamara's body, and the symbol on her forehead was rapidly amplified under the effect of energy, and it swelled almost instantaneously to the size of a channel.

The space shook, and countless cracks appeared on the ice beneath his feet.

"Please watch out for Ms. Tamara, the structure here is fragile and could collapse at any moment!"

Curteven reminded loudly.

Tamara's thick palms clapped together, and a contemptuous smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.

"If you're scared, get out of the way, don't get in the way of here."

As she spoke, she slammed her hands, and the vibration of the space stopped in the next second, and the surrounding ice seemed to disappear, and a suppressed aura rushed towards her.

"Someone helped me secure the passage?"

A crooked horn squeezed out of the void, followed by a second, and then a huge grotesque head that looked like a cow but not a cow, a sheep and not a sheep!

Just by looking at the other person's head, you can imagine the sheer size of their body.

The space is torn apart, and the monsters inside are still struggling.

Curteven's face had become very ugly, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, "Fendt? ”

This is a terrifying monster with demonic bloodline in legend, and depending on the color of the other party's horns, this Phenter monster is still a rare frost species.

The aura transmitted from the other party's body had already reached the limit of the third order, and Curtiwin was just an ordinary third order, and he would not even have a chance to escape in the face of this creature.

"Thank goodness you are in Ms. Tamara, this is a crisis that we cannot solve."

"Hold on for a while longer, and wait for this monster to break free from it......"

There was a hint of fear on Curteven's face.

He raised his hand and was about to attack, when a strong gust of wind suddenly hit him, and Curtivan looked over and saw Tamara's heavy palm hit him in the face!

"Click!"

Caught off guard, Curteven's neck made a sound of bones shattering, his head rotated 180 degrees, and he heard Tamara's indifferent voice:

"You're the only one who knows about it, and that's good news."

"Why did you kill me?"

Infinite unwillingness welled up in his heart, and Curtiwin roared angrily and was about to explode the power of his whole body, but at this moment, a strange aura enveloped his whole body.

In an instant, his blood seemed to freeze, and by the time he came back to his senses, Tamara's large hands were already pinching his slender neck.

"Die quietly."

"Poof!"

Curteven's entire head was pulled off his neck with a massive force, blood splattered, and darkness enveloped his eyes, and he heard the last voice.

"I'll make good use of your family."

Green flames swept through Curtivan's body, and Tamara turned her head to look at the Phendt, still trying to get out of the tunnel.

She stepped out, her right hand gripping the corner of the Fenter Monster, her muscles tensed, and she pulled it out of the passage with the painful screams of the monster on the other side!

"Stop, you damn woman!"

"How dare you touch Morwood's corner with your hand?!"

The Fenter Monster, who called himself Morwood, screamed loudly, his limbs digging into the ground, his strong body trying to break free from Tamara's grasp.

But Tamara's feet seemed to be connected to the earth, and endless power poured from her body, and no matter how hard Morwood tried, it was only a futile struggle.

"Shut up!"

Tamara's free other palm slapped into Morwood's face, his facial bones collapsing slightly, and Morwood let out a scream as the passage behind him closed at breakneck speed.

Tamara smiled satisfactorily as she looked at the castle looming in the void.

She trampled Morwood under her feet, "Tell me, did the Queen of the Night send you to invade here with the intention of creating a stable passageway?" ”

Morwood couldn't move, and he understood the horror of the woman in front of him at this time, and lay on the ground on all fours.

"Mighty transcendent, please leave me alone, I'm just an insignificant little person."

"Little people?" Tamara sneered.

"If the seven commanders under the command of the Queen of the Night are also considered small people, then what do you tell me to be considered big people?"

"Tier 4 or Tier 5?"

"You're really a cunning guy, but it's better to be cunning, it's easier to communicate if you're greedy for life and afraid of death."

The soles of Tamara's feet were slightly strained, and the ice collapsed under her step.

"Tell me, what are you going to do?"

Morwood let out a strange laugh.

"What to do?"

"I just sneaked out ......"

"Tell me, tell me how you're going to strengthen the passage?"

Tamara bent down, "That's the only thing you can do to me. ”

"Don't worry, I boldly say, not only will I not stop it, you will even help, this time I don't need you to come out, I will go in and take a look myself."

"Take a look at what the fragments of the world look like that are even above the golden pages, and look at the rumored Queen of the Night."

A smug smile appeared on Tamara's lips.

"Green, Green, your rise 100 years ago is obvious to all, the Kuroshio is coming again, do you think that with one Elder can make us give up the idea of entering that world?"

"You're so naïve."

"The Society of Nature will not only replace the Knights of the Round Table as the leader of Europe, but more importantly, ......"

Tamara's gaze pierced through the last gap in the void and landed on the looming castle.

"A real treasure in that world!"

"Although the 4th order is powerful, it is not the pinnacle, is it?"

The distraught Tamara didn't notice that a silver glint flashed in the eyes of Morwood, who was trampled under his feet.

…………

The festival lasted for three days, and except for the first day of sacrifice and promotion ceremony, the remaining two days were a complete carnival.

In the process, Roger also saw the unrestrained and enthusiastic members of the Secret Blood Family.

As his guardian, he will naturally be favored by countless girls, and Roger refuses this kind of thing very much.

Of course, more importantly, Gorway didn't give Roger a chance to accept the girls' enthusiasm at all.

As a friend of Gowe, the only special friend, Roger accepted Gowey's meticulous care as a friend for these two days.

Well, in every way.

Praise the grass trial, praise the dream trial.

The Demon Hunter's painful transformation gave Roger a powerful physique.

Two days later, waving goodbye to Gervy, Roger boarded the carriage for the return journey under the reluctant gaze of countless enthusiastic girls.

This kind of life is much more interesting than fighting monsters, and this is exactly what Roger once longed for.

In fact, Gorvy plans to stay here for a few more days, but in his spare time, Roger receives a request from Gawain.

It was a strange feeling, as if someone was whispering in your sleep.

It was inconvenient to respond to Gawain here, so when the celebration was over, Roger left the place and returned to the manor in Dublin.

Entering the misty world and preparing the corresponding ritual materials, he responded to Gawain's call.

After a long wait, Gawain's figure appeared in the void.

"Mr. Mist, it seems that my request has disturbed your life."

Gao Wen greeted him for a while, and then went straight to the point.

"In the last few days, I've been able to get in touch with the main members of the Strange Soul Society and pitch my idea to everyone."

Roger was silent, leaning back in his chair with his hands crossed, waiting for Gawain's answer.

"Luckily, most people are on the same page, and of course there is Mr. Mist's example ahead of them."

"In my description, our deal was known to the Knights of the Round Table because of the greed of the Soul Eaters, but in the face of the Knights of the Round Table's attack, you single-handedly fought 6 Knights of the Round Table, successfully killed two of them and seriously wounded three!"

"This is an inspiration to a lot of people."

Roger nodded.

He knew that Gawain must have his own intentions in pushing the false identity of the fog to the forefront, whether it was to divert attention or create a topic, Roger didn't want to get involved too much.

Both sides take what they need, and they are all happy.

"Any organization needs a collective action at the beginning of its existence, and it needs a victory to build our confidence."

Gawain looked at Roger.

"The Alien Society is no exception."

"And this operation of ours is urgently needed for all."

"Kuroshio."

He spat out a word softly.

"It's a crisis, but it's also an opportunity for us."

"The continent of Europe is littered with fragments of countless fairy tale worlds, some of which form ordinary manuscripts, others that open up separate small worlds."

"But few people know that there is even a unique black manuscript on top of the golden manuscript."

"And that's where the whole Kuroshio originated."

"It is said that it was in that world that Mr. Green obtained a treasure and rose to prominence at an extremely fast speed and became a fourth-order transcendent."

"Does that black manuscript have a name?"

Roger asked.

Gawain nodded.

"Snow White."

"No, or should be called a white-blooded princess."

Roger's pupils shrank slightly.

"You guessed it."

A smile appeared on Gawain's face.

"Pale Blood!"