No matter what kind of guardian spirit it is, it has thrown out a few streets of Western transcendents in terms of specific applications.

This is Roger's most intuitive feeling in the last few days.

Guardian spirits are somewhere between physical and pure energy, without complex structures such as visceral flesh and bones, but with a certain degree of intelligence.

For a few days, Roger and Sunset Chinatsu borrowed paper butterflies made by Kazuo Aoki to fly, while the remaining two directly summoned their guardian spirits.

The Flame Tiger has the ability to fly, the Divine Deer moves quickly, and the speed of advancing in the mountains and forests is very fast, and over the course of a few days, the distance between several people and Morita Michihiro has gradually been narrowed.

Speed up a little bit, and maybe you won't have a chance to meet Michihiro Morita today.

They only walk during the day, and at night they look for caves nearby to rest, and occasionally encounter a few monsters.

There are no weird guys like the Hundred Eyes Demon, they are all ordinary goods, but even this is not something that the rest of the people except Roger can easily deal with.

The weakest of the monsters they encountered were all in the middle of the third order.

The level of power in the eternal world is much higher than reality.

In the real world, reaching the third rank can lead to a supernatural power in a slightly larger city.

But here, it seems to be just the most ordinary cannon fodder.

Of course, it is also possible that the strength of the monsters in the wild is generally high, and one of them before nightfall, Roger once sensed a powerful aura from a distance.

According to his guess, the other party was definitely a fourth-order, at least to the extent that Green did not use the Sword of Fate.

Comparing the two, then the world in which the Privy Council itself exists should be similar to this.

Then the power of the Privy Council can be seen.

It seems that the Privy Council may not have the energy to deal with real-world problems, but it does not care at all......

"It's close."

Yukiko took out the pendant, and the surface of the red spar was already densely covered with countless cracks, and after several days of continuous use, this thing was also on the verge of collapse.

And the distance is close to a certain extent, so you can only give a vague judgment.

She took the pendant with her, and she didn't need this form of guidance for the rest of the journey.

"There could be a little bit of danger next." Yukiko said to Roger with some hesitation.

"I will completely unleash the power of the guardian spirit, and all the creatures around me will be able to feel my position in the process, and for the vast majority of monsters, this is a provocative approach."

"I don't know what we're going to face, maybe it's going to be much more terrible than what we've faced before."

"How long will it take?"

I feel that the distance between them is very close, but there is no specific direction, and I don't know how long it will take to meet with only vague searching.

In the process, you will also face danger all the time, and if the method provided by Yukiko is practical, you might as well try it.

"One breath at most."

Roger thought for a moment and nodded.

"Yes."

"When you encounter danger, you leave quickly, and then meet Mr. Morita, and leave the rest to me."

Everyone nodded, with their strength, they really faced a powerful enemy, and they were not even qualified to become cannon fodder.

"Let's get started."

After listening to Roger's words, Yukiko no longer questioned.

She screamed, crossed her hands in front of her chest, and the next moment a restless flame burst out of her body, and the whole process lasted for half a breath, and Yukiko's face turned pale.

At this moment, she unleashed all her strength, and now she has no spiritual power to protect her, and her physical fitness is only about the same as that of a demon hunter apprentice who has taken the green herb.

In the next moment, the converging flame tigers roared wildly in the sky, and the sound shook the mountains and forests, and almost at the same moment, Roger felt the malice coming from all directions.

It's as if the prey is actively exposing itself to the muzzle.

Yukiko's body crumbled, but after a few moments, a smile appeared on her face.

"Found it, he's there!" She stretched out her hand and pointed, and in a place that everyone could not see, two breaths of the same origin were connected.

"Let's go!"

Roger let out a low cry as the Sword of Fate appeared in his hand, standing in front of him with the sword in hand, and Quinn's power was already hanging over the three of them.

Then, he released the pale blood in his body.

This power, which was completely different from the whole world, made him the target of public criticism in an instant.

Sou!

The monster with the head of a hawk descended from the sky, and before he could get closer, Roger swung a sword.

Laugh at!

Blood spilled into the air, and the monster was split in two by Roger.

Immediately afterward, Roger saw a wild boar the size of a truck, with bristles exactly like steel spikes, the ground cracked, and a monster burning with flames like wheels rolled out, with a hideous grimace growing on the central axis.

In the face of these monsters, Roger didn't pay attention to it, because a little farther away, he sensed a fourth-order fluctuation.

This world is too dangerous, although the current situation can be handled, but at this time Roger is desperate to improve his strength.

Just when Roger was attracting the attention of all the monsters with his pale blood, Sunset and Chixia had already rushed forward as fast as they could with the help of Yin-Yang Technique.

As time passed, gradually, Yukiko felt the familiar aura.

"It's him, it's really him!"

Soon, they felt the furious impact coming from behind them, which was the fluctuation caused by the fourth-order battle.

As she was galloping, Chinatsu turned her head, her gaze seemingly able to cross the distance and fall on the familiar figure.

"Don't be stupid, we'll only add to the chaos when we go back."

Yukiko reminded that Sunset Chinatsu sped up when she heard this, and she told herself in her mind that this was the last time.

"Grandpa!"

Climbing over a mountain and seeing a majestic flame tiger, Yukiko shouted loudly!

"It's really you!"

The wrinkles on Morita's face widened, and in the last few days he had been trying to improve his speed almost desperately, except for the night.

Although he didn't experience the battle, his whole state at this time didn't seem to be too good.

"Grandpa, come and help!"

Yukiko didn't say a word, and urged loudly.

"I just released the Guardian Spirit to determine your location, but at the same time, I ......"

"I know."

Morita's face sank, and his eyes looked into the distance.

With that, he straddled the Flame Tiger and flew straight into the sky.

Roar!

Fireworks fell from the sky, and Michihiro Morita also rolled over, and the surrounding mountain tops were filled with fire, and a large crater appeared in the center, and then a figure came out of the swirling flames.

"What a powerful qi and blood?!"

"How could anyone do it to this extent?!" Michihiro Morita looked surprised.

Whether it is the onmyoji or the warriors in the sword house, their strength comes from spiritual power, and in this world, only those monsters have such terrifying qi and blood fluctuations.

The result is self-evident, the person who helped Yukiko and them is probably already very lucky, and everyone will face this terrible monster next.

Tall figure, handsome face, you can't see the hideousness and weirdness unique to those monsters on your face, but the weapon in the other party's hand makes Morita Michihiro can't help but take a few more looks.

He was a master of forging famous weapons, and he could see the extraordinary features of that weapon just by looking at it.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Morita Michihiro was secretly speculating, and he didn't pay attention, but found that his granddaughter had rushed forward happily.

"Yukiko!"

Morita Michihiro's face changed wildly, and the flame tiger beside him let out a roar.

"Come back soon!"

"Roger, you're too strong!"

Yukiko shouted.

Looking at the girl whose face was a little red from excitement, and listening to the words that came out of her mouth, Roger couldn't help but grin.

He always felt as if he had heard something like this somewhere, but the time and place were a little different from the situation in front of him.

Looking at the girl who seemed to be planning to break into his arms because of his excitement, Roger hesitated for a moment.

Is it dodging? Or is it all......

"Great!"

Excited, Yukiko rushes into Roger's arms.

The recent experience has left Yukiko physically and mentally exhausted, and she has been pretending to hide her emotions, and at this time, when she saw Michihiro Morita, she completely rebounded and released.

Without Roger's help, they would have been caught as early as when Mamoru Uchiyama appeared, not to mention the fact that they later met the Hyakmu Demon and the danger of his life not long ago.

"Grandpa, this is Roger who came to Sunrise from the Western world, there is a little problem with the weapon in his hand, and he wants to ask you for help, and you can see me all the way thanks to him."

"I've promised him, you must not break your word!"

"You're from the West?" Michihiro Morita's pupils shrank.

The transcendents of the West will be completely suppressed at sunrise, but just now......

Of course, this also explains why this young man's qi and blood are so strong.

"Thanks!"

Seeing Yukiko safe and sound, Michihiro Morita put his feet together and bowed solemnly.

Those transcendents in the West have a long lifespan, and although this guy in front of him is a young man, his actual age may be several times that of himself, and then he seemed to think of something, glanced at Yukiko, and a strange look flashed in the corner of his eye.

"It's not safe here, let's get out of here!"

Michihiro Morita looked around, and by this time the flames around him had subsided a little, and he could see the corpse of Roger cut into rotten flesh at the bottom of the pit.

"The more powerful the transcendent, the more suppressed it is, this young man...... No, what exactly is this gentleman in the West? ”

With many doubts, he quickly left the combat area.

After a long time, the sky darkened, and in the center of Roger's battle, the earth and stones loosened, and an ugly head came out.

"You should have been hurt in such a fierce battle, right?"

The man sneered.

"After chasing for so many days, I'm finally about to find you."

Naturally, Ishii appears here.

Because of the contradiction between him and Dark Zhai, he chose to hide it even if he found some clues, but he didn't expect that after leaving the city, Morita Michihiro turned on the hurricane mode.

For several days in a row, he almost dragged Ishii down, and just when he thought he would lose his target, he suddenly noticed a little fluctuation in the battle, and then rushed over as fast as he could.

At the same time, after running for a distance, Morita Michihiro also found a safe place to stay with his rich experience.

It's a natural cavern in the middle of a canyon, and you need to enter it from the top, and unless you look for it intentionally, it's hard to meet other monsters by chance.

After completely settling down, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"What happened, do you know, if it weren't for luck, I would have been caught by someone before I met Roger!"

Yukiko grumbled.

What happened to her was a complete mishap, and she was not prepared for it at all, and it was indeed as she said, that it was completely luck that she was able to survive until now without being caught by others.

"Makes you suffer." Michihiro Morita sighed, but casually avoided the topic.

After a period of greetings, the atmosphere in the audience became much more harmonious, "Mr. Roger, I can call you that, right?" ”

According to Morita Michihiro's guess, the real age of this so-called young man is definitely more than 100 years old, and if in the real world, it is not appropriate to call him brother by his age.

Is it called uncle?

Hehe.

After thinking about it, it is better for Mr.

"You said you wanted to reforge a weapon, can you show me?"

"It's not a reforge, it's a little bit of a seal."

Roger and Michihiro Morita walked to a secluded place, and with a flick of his wrist, the sword of fate appeared in his hand.

Morita Michihiro took Roger's weapon with a solemn face, he put the sword of fate in front of his knees, and swiped his fingertips, groping inch by inch without letting go of any corner.

Roger didn't speak, just waited quietly, as time passed, Morita Michihiro's face gradually changed, and several times, he wanted to stop and ask.

But in the end, he insisted on completing the exploration.

Obviously, it didn't take long, but a trace of fine sweat appeared on Morita's forehead.

"This weapon ......," he pondered the words.

"This is made of human bones, painful and bloody, and there is a little living refining method mixed in it, if you had brought me this weapon earlier, I am afraid I would not have seen it."

Roger nodded.

"The main body of the weapon is a genuine fourth-order, that is a high-level blood clan, he used one of his doppelgangers to refine this weapon, and the other part is a pseudo-fourth-order created through the secret method, as for the detailed means, I don't know."

Roger looked at Michihiro Morita and then told him about the Sword of Fate, and for the forger, he had to know the weapons in his hand to know perfectly.

"It's horrible." Morita's eyes flashed, and there was a vague fear when he looked at Roger.

He didn't know the power of this weapon in the period of total victory, but a high-level vampire, or a vampire with special abilities, used his own doppelganger and nearly a hundred years to ......

Just thinking about it makes your scalp tingle.

But even so, such a guy died in front of this young man...... In the hands of the elders.

So what level of real strength has the other party reached?

Could this particular casting technique be related to the people he has been in contact with recently?

There were countless thoughts surging in his heart, and after thinking about it, Morita Michihiro still spoke: "Do you want to know what happened to me?" ”

"The secret about me being hunted?"

Roger looked at Michihiro Morita with a blank face, and then replied without hesitation, "I don't want to." ”

Just kidding, it's better to stay away from the trouble.

Then he changed his words, "I just want to know now if you can fix my sword?" ”

Michihiro Morita: ............

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