There was a cold look in her golden pupils, and Amanda looked a little strange at this time, with a sense of haughty alienation.

At the center of the eyebrow was a red scale the size of a fingernail, which looked a little like a smaller version of the dragon scale that Roger had given to Amanda.

However, the aura revealed from it clearly belongs to Amanda.

Her curled up body spread, Amanda was not tall before, and even much smaller than the other transcendents.

However, at this time, her form changed drastically, and her stature was raised.

Ahem, in this process, the proportions of the body naturally also underwent some wonderful changes, and Roger suddenly felt that any description was superfluous at this time.

He had a smile on his face, just looking at it quietly.

Call......

The flames around Amanda spread and pulled Roger over like two arms, and before he could get closer, Roger's clothes were automatically incinerated clean.

A moment of panic flashed on his face, and Roger opened his hands and said, "Wait a minute, I think we should ...... at this time"

The flames drowned him, and at this time, Amanda was uncharacteristically like a proud flame queen, "I don't think you think. ”

After speaking, the red lips with strong aggression were imprinted.

Anna's face flashed through his mind, and at this moment, Roger suddenly felt that it was necessary for Anna to start her journey.

Ay...... Even if you can do some things, you can't do it.

I simply stopped resisting.

"Dear Amanda, although you have entered the third order, I also entered the fourth order not long ago, so you should understand."

Amanda raised her eyebrows, and the flames spread to it, making her breath blazing.

"There is no superiority."

"Only up and down!"

"You have to listen to me today!"

The bodies of the two were surrounded by flames, and then rolled together, and the fire spread, but no one cared about these details at all.

After a long time.

Amanda restrained the flames on her body, and the average sorceress would choose to use a battle to adapt to the strength of her body after being promoted.

If the experience just now is considered a battle, it seems to have worked well.

After all, not every female sorcerer can find a fourth-order transcendent to be a sparring partner when she is promoted to the third order.

"After absorbing that dragon scale, I felt a little different."

Amanda faded the middle of her forehead with a hint of hesitation on her face.

Roger nodded matter-of-fact and said meaningfully.

"It's really different."

Boom!

Without warning, a force came from his waist, Roger was kicked more than ten meters away, he looked at Amanda's outstretched white feet, and shrugged helplessly.

"I said Amanda, you would never have done something like this before."

Amanda snorted coldly.

"That's because I didn't discover your essence."

Roger chuckled, but stopped squeaking.

After all, there is a Celestial hidden in another fairy tale manuscript, and there is also an Anna in the real world, even if he is used to the relationship between transcendental beings, Roger always feels that there are some things that Amanda should try not to know.

For the sake of your own happiness.

"There's a looming voice in my head, and in addition to that, I've somehow mastered some spells that I've never been exposed to."

She cut out a mudra in her right hand, and a few short syllables came out of her mouth, and the voice sounded so low that even if you didn't understand the meaning, you could perceive the majesty contained in it.

This reminded Roger of how he felt when he first saw the dragon scales.

Cracking sound!

The ground cracked beneath his feet, and the surrounding stones gathered together, and flames rose, and in the cracks of the stones, crimson flames pierced through them.

Roar!

The stone monster knelt down on one knee and made an inexplicable sound.

There was a hint of surprise on Roger's face, he could sense that this flame giant created by Amanda's spell had abilities close to those of a third-order transcendent.

If it can be understood as a one-time attack spell, a summoning nature like this is somewhat weaker than the caster himself.

"Nice spell."

Roger nodded.

"There are many more spells like this."

Amanda continued, the expression on her face relaxed, reminiscent of the speed at which she had just cast the spell, and it seemed that the spell was not very stressful on her.

"I can summon two more things like this." She continued.

"Uh......"

Roger blinked, and once again he was sure that Amanda was the one who was hanging up.

"That voice looms, and it seems to be urging me to go somewhere." Amanda thought with a frown.

"Trurias ......"

"What do you mean?" The language that came out of Amanda's mouth was completely untouched by Roger.

"The Land of the Dragonborn."

"Dragon?!"

Roger looked at Amanda, "You have dragon blood in you. ”

To put it this way......

A strange thought crossed Roger's mind.

He thought about it, and suddenly felt that this was a relatively acceptable conclusion, after all, since the beginning of entering the transcendental, Amanda's progress speed can no longer be described as rapid.

It's a rocket-like boost.

At this time, knowing that Amanda is a dragonborn, Roger relaxed a lot.

Similar ramp-up speeds are not without precedent.

A visitor from another world with an extremely powerful soul, or a demon hunter who sacrifices his soul to a demon in exchange for terrifying power......

Among them, the Dragonborn is a relatively safe one.

But what Roger didn't know was that the dragonborn he thought was just a hybrid with dragon blood, and what Amanda showed was no longer a simple dragon bloodline.

Among Warlocks, most people understand the Dragonborn as nothing more than the one like Lancelot, as for Amanda......

Roger didn't know much about the cultivation of warlocks, he only knew that warlocks were based on spiritual cultivation, and at the same time traced the origin of the bloodline.

The first few stages were all in the purification of the special bloodline in their bodies, starting from the third order, they also needed to condense their own pale blood when they entered the fourth order.

However, the pale blood of a warlock is not the same as that of a bloodline hunter, they need to use the bloodline contained in their body at this time as a foundation, and extend it upwards in their spirit to hook up with more powerful ancient creatures.

This is a very dangerous process.

An ordinary warlock, the first to awaken may be the bloodline of the firebird, and if the bloodline is purified, it may be possible to extract a trace of a higher-level Yanyu Beast, but on top of that......

If you want to go further, you need more than just pure blood purification, but more complex and dangerous spiritual visualization and construction.

There are too many warlocks who suffer from spiritual backlash due to greed in the process, not to mention that this is only the first stage, how to obtain that pure pale blood from the creatures that are visualized and hooked up.

That's the most important thing.

With Roger's knowledge of the Warlock's promotion, he couldn't detect the difference between Amanda and his promotion at this time, so he was more concerned about another thing.

"The seed that Margaret left in your body in the first place......"

"It's still there."

A trace of doubt flashed across Amanda's face, "Margaret is a third-order warlock, and her strength must be much stronger than mine, but I have also entered the third-order now. ”

"When I was promoted, I tried to break this spell, but it failed."

Amanda opened her hand, and Roger could see a looming mark on her chest.

Although Roger also wanted to be a decent gentleman, in the end he still obeyed his heart and kept his eyes on that mark.

"It's really weird."

"According to Grace, it was obvious that Margaret should have been drained of the blood from Green's body, could it be that she was hiding something?"

"Or maybe Green didn't kill her at all because he was in a hurry?"

Shaking his head, Roger decided not to think about it anymore, he already had a decision in his mind.

The marks on his chest vanished, and Roger handed the prepared clothes to Amanda.

"Although there is no way to erase this mark, at least for the time being, its feedback has been sealed, and it should not be noticed by Margaret for a short time."

Amanda said as she got dressed.

"That's good news." Roger was already dressed, and he stepped forward to take Amanda's hand, "There are other things I should explain to you." ”

"About Andrein."

Before going to meet Andrein, Amanda transforms herself into the way she was when she left Baytown.

Sending Amanda to Andrin's house, Roger didn't move on, the rest of the time belonged to the mother and daughter, he nodded at Amanda and turned to leave.

When he returned to the cemetery cabin, Roger did not find Anna, but only found a letter nailed to the book.

After reading the letter in his hand, the imprint of the Igninifa seal flashed on his hand.

The letter was short, only two lines.

"I'm leaving."

"Will come back to you when needed."

Roger smiled, he knew that Anna was just making a harmless joke, and Anna's departure, on the one hand, was to really appreciate the world.

On the other hand, it is also to find a way to repair the magic mirror, although she herself has not had much experience, but Lilith's memory can make up for a lot.

Although Anna was gone, she had handed over to Roger the treasures that had been piled up in the magic mirror a few days ago.

Most of them, with Roger's current strength, I'm afraid they won't be of much use, but in the future.

These things will come in handy when training new Demon Hunters.

Roger had been thinking about the training base for demon hunters, but unlike the hunter's hut, the location of the base was crucial.

"Alpine castle or swampy forest?"

A majestic building comes to mind.

Roger already had a decision in his mind.

Henrik's invitation was declined, but the two made an appointment to go to Bordeaux in a few days.

It didn't really matter, but in Henrik's words, "The bastards in the pub must have missed my days in Bordeaux." ”

Looking at Henrik's twinkling eyes, Roger could almost guess his intentions.

"Do something, I've heard that a couple of hunters are planning to marry his female companions, and it will cause public outrage if you try to seduce those women again."

Henrik looked at Roger with disdain, "Man, listen to your words, seduce?" ”

"This word is an insult to me, the world is so unfair, it is my charm that hurts their hearts."

Henrik said unashamedly.

Roger was a little helpless, for a guy like Henrik, his only plan to go back was to pretend to be forced......

Such a shameful thing, Roger said that he would definitely not go.

Entering the Shadow Hut, Roger came to the middle of the garden, and as soon as he thought, the remains of the Shadow Elder emerged from the ground.

No reach reached out to touch the weapon that pierced his body.

Even if this thing is ordinary metal, but it has been soaked in the blood of the Shadow Elder, and I am afraid that it has already changed its nature.

Roger didn't have the idea to fight this weapon, but found nothing.

He pressed his palm to the shadow elder's chest, focused, and slowly slowed his breathing, and soon everything around him disappeared, and his vision was filled with red.

Rising and falling in the red river, Roger searched, and after some time, he perked up and smiled.

"Found you!"

…………

"Let's go, we're finally leaving!"

A cruise ship slowly sailed away from the harbor, and on deck were jubilant faces, some leaning against the edge of the fence, waving their hands down with all their might.

In the crowd, a handsome young man looked up at the midday sun, and although it was noisy, he really didn't want to miss the beautiful sun.

"Hey, handsome, can you take a picture of us?"

The young man was closing his eyes and recuperating, and a pleasant voice came from the cold side.

When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a fair-skinned girl with blonde hair, who was not tall, but her upper circumference was quite exaggerated, and her beautiful face was flushed with excitement, and her watery eyes were attentive to the young man in front of her.

"No, I want to be alone for a while."

The young man shook his head and refused.

"Oh...... Where are you from and what do you do when you go to sunrise? ”

The young man's refusal did not interrupt the girl's interest, and instead of retracting the arm that she had handed out the camera, she took a step forward and narrowed the distance between the two sides.

"My mother has a company in Sunrise, although I am not a Sunrise person, but I know a little bit about it, I used to fly there before, and it was the first time I took a boat."

"My name is Anne, what about you?"

The girl stretched out her white palm.

The young man sighed and replied helplessly, "Gawain." ”

"Knight Gawain?"

The red-flushed girl looked at Gawain, "I've heard this story, and this name is perfect for you." ”

As she spoke, she took another half step forward, the deck was very crowded, and the two were now very close, but the girl seemed to be unconscious, and still talked to herself.

"Any idea why I'm going to Sunrise?"

Even changed a few topics, seeing that Gawain didn't react, the girl couldn't help but lower her voice, of course, her so-called lowering her voice was just deceiving herself.

"You know, a lot of strange things have been going on in Europe lately, and although countries are trying to cover them up, many people are talking about them."

Annie's words successfully attracted the attention of several young people around her, and everyone leaned over and said in a gossiping voice.

"It's not just a rumor, I've even experienced it myself." A chubby white girl with a freckled face said loudly.

"Really?" Anne's eyes widened immediately.

"The Death Bus in the small town of Lopston."

The girl held her head up, "That happened just a street away from my house. ”