Boom!

It's another unskillful hard encounter.

Dirio was once again suppressed by Roger, and his fast-moving body was pushed sideways, slamming into the wall behind him with a thud.

Roger frowned.

This guy is actually very difficult to deal with, and his movement speed is extremely fast, even if his strength is stronger than him, it is difficult not to be hurt by him in the face of this level of attack frequency.

Roger didn't think Dirio was alarmist, the red light on the tip of his glove gave off an eerie aura, and although he wasn't touched, Roger could sense the horror in it.

In the impact after impact, the cursed sword collided with the red substance on the tip of Dirio's glove, and even the sharpness of the cursed sword could not shatter that sharpness.

You can see how robust it is.

What's more, the black mist on the sword's body was missing to varying degrees during the collision, and it was obvious that these things had been absorbed by Dirio's gloves.

Although Sven on the surface, Dirio, who can attack, is like a mad dog, he seems to have inexhaustible physical strength, and he goes all out with every attack.

Roger looks to have the upper hand, but the guy moves too fast and Roger has a hard time finding an opportunity to hit him hard.

The several seals he now mastered, Igni and Alder, all took time to activate.

Quinn used it for defense, and as for the Yakxi that he had just mastered recently, Roger never found a good opportunity to use it.

The other thing that made him feel weird was the surrounding room.

It didn't take long for the wall that had just been knocked down by Dirio to return to normal.

He always felt that the space he was in was like a living thing, with the ability to repair itself.

"I have no ill will towards you."

Roger whispered as he searched for Dirio's traces.

He had to keep the Quinn Seal free at all times, and in addition to that, he needed to be highly focused.

"I'm not part of the Knights of the Round Table, and I'm not interested in what you're going to do here, I'm here just to learn about the history of this manor."

"And that mask, he may not be what I need, but if you want, I might try to trade it for something else."

Roger appeared sincere.

But in exchange for Dirio's attacks again and again.

Combat in reality is not as simple as in the game, and there is a so-called hierarchical suppression.

Strength, speed, skill, environment.

There are too many factors that can affect the outcome of a fight, and Roger has long been aware of this.

Although there is a gap in absolute energy between different levels, if you take it lightly because of this, you will definitely die a miserable death in the end.

Nuclear bombs can kill, bullets can kill.

Toothpicks are also available.

Just when Roger was thinking about whether to lure the enemy deeper and find an opportunity to kill Di Lio in one fell swoop.

There was a flower in front of him, and when he came back to his senses, the scenery around him changed abruptly.

The ancient room is gone.

What appeared in front of Roger's eyes was a forest.

"What's going on?"

With the breeze blowing on his face, he took a deep breath and could even smell the scent of earth and grass.

"Since I can't fight fast with fast fighting, then I'll change my thinking."

Roger held his sword in both hands and held it in front of him.

The momentum on his body gradually became thicker, and with the blessing of the heart of the sword, his perception of swordsmanship was updated every moment.

Recently, he has indeed relied too much on the perception of the environment from the Quinn Fa Seal, and his sensitivity to attacks has decreased a little.

Suddenly changed the sword style, and the aura on his body was perfectly fused with the magic seal.

The grass and woods obscured Roger's view, and it was indeed more conducive to Dirio's attack.

Suddenly, Roger's body rushed forward, and then his body moved sideways and slashed at it.

Boom!

Dirio's high-speed moving body suddenly appeared, and the next second, the violent force was pressed head-on, and Roger was unforgiving.

One sword followed another.

The power, speed and angle are impeccable.

The stretch of the sword was like a tide, and Dirio wanted to get out, but Roger didn't give him a chance to breathe.

This feeling of having every sword in his hands stimulated Roger's nerves, and a gap in his mind gradually became transparent.

Roger finally knew that although the core of the Black Bear Sword Technique was strength, it was not the kind of brute force that he felt under normal circumstances.

On the contrary, this kind of power refers to the momentum, the breath power moves, and the powerful sword net woven from multiple angles, thus forming an impenetrable sense of oppression.

And this power is the mystery of the bear.

【Qianjun】

The power of a thousand jun, the power of a thousand jun.

When overwhelming pressure erupts at the last moment, the mystery is enough to smash everything!

Fast and slow, dynamic and static.

At this moment, Roger had a new insight.

Seeing that the last sword was about to split Dirio in two, Roger swung his sword and swept across the blade.

Syllable!

He slammed his sword at Dirio's door.

"Give me that mask and we can have a good talk."

But in the next second, Dirio's entire face shattered like porcelain.

In the flying debris, Roger saw layers of layers under Dirio's face, densely packed with sharp teeth!

"What the hell is this?"

In the next second, the stacked sharp teeth suddenly opened, and Dirio's entire head opened like a beast's mouth, biting towards Roger!

Moving under his feet, Roger quickly retreated, but at this time, Dior's body was gradually elongated starting from his head.

The dense number of sharp teeth rolled up, and Roger couldn't even see the end of each round of teeth.

Endless teeth distorted Dirio's body, and when Roger withdrew more than a dozen meters away, what he saw was a column of flesh with a length of more than 5 meters and sharp teeth all over his body!

Not only that, but the teeth on the meat pillar were spinning like gears, frantically strangling Roger.

Let's not talk about the power of Dirio's transformation, just that picture makes people can't help but tremble.

"Weird bugs or aliens?"

The light of Igna's seal in his mind was great, and in the face of the gushing flames, for some reason, Dirio did not continue to attack.

Just as Roger hesitated, he saw that the top of the meat column continued to flip.

In the next second, a sunken and faceless head emerged from it.

This scene instantly reminded Roger of the statue he had seen in the fountain at the entrance of the manor.

"It turns out that those statues are carved by himself!"

The body continued to flip, and the torso below the head gradually took shape, but Roger was just about to raise his sword to attack, but he saw the towering chest and slender waist under the skull.

and ...... under the lower abdomen

"it?!"

Roger's eyes widened in shock.

"Dirio, this guy is a woman?"

"No, that's not right!"

Roger was confused, he recalled the whole process of Dirio's change, starting from the head, the whole person seemed to be rolled in a circle from the inside out.

"The other side of him?"

Some enlightenment rose in my heart.

At this moment, a pleasant voice came, "Is there an enemy?" ”

The voice was a little foggy, as if he had just woken up from his slumber and retaken over the body.

Immediately after the owner of the voice stretched out his hand, a layer of rock on the ground was cut off, and by the time it fell into the woman's hand, it had become a delicate mask.

There are no facial features on the mask.

The woman raised her hand and pressed the mask in her hand against the faceless face.