"That Araham must have discovered the special use of the black fog in this cursed land. This time he was not willing to wait passively for the development of things, but took the initiative to make some attempt."

　　 seems to be inducing abnormal changes through this black mist.

　　 But it is clear that in most cases, this kind of change will not do any good.

　　 It seems that because Roger's body was transformed through the black stone, he was very familiar with this energy, and along with this feeling, Roger found a hidden secret door.

　　 opened the secret door, he saw countless black ice crystals clustered together from all directions, and then went straight to somewhere at the top of the room.

　　 Standing here, Roger's heart beating frantically, he pursed his lips, knowing what he found.

　　 followed a long and narrow circling passage to the top, and a crystal coffin was placed in the hall.

　　 Roger held his breath, he opened the Kunen's Seal, and the steel sword in his other hand was protecting him, moving forward slowly.

　　 Gulu... Gulu.

　　 The black liquid in the crystal coffin turned over bubbles, and there seemed to be tentacles squirming.

　　 "That guy used to stay here."

　　 Roger can even imagine the other party's rotten and broken body soaked in the black mud.

　　 The flesh and blood shattered into mash and then rolled in the black liquid.

　　 With the help of the mysterious power, the broken flesh and blood reunited to form a new twisted body.

　　 Suddenly, Roger seemed to feel something. He turned sideways and looked at the door at the end of a passage.

　　 He is there, he must be there.

　　 Although reason was frantically reminding Roger to leave immediately, his body seemed to be out of his control, and he came to the door at an extremely fast speed.

"what happened?"

　　 "This attraction..."

　　 Roger shook his head.

　　 "According to Dickinson, that Araham should be falling asleep. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

　　 This special connection between the two is destined to only become an endless enemy. Roger's eyes are instantly congested, and the next moment his consciousness is too late to control, his hands have already opened the door.

　　 "Wow!"

　　 The green demon spirit rushed in front of Roger, but they couldn't do anything, they could only howl angrily, and then were dragged into the torch unwillingly.

　　 In the green room, Roger saw the withered figure hanging on the opposite wall. Corresponding to his own thin and shriveled, the other side's bulging abdomen far beyond the normal contour!

　　According to the size, it can hold a 10-year-old child in the other's stomach!

　　 The belly is supported almost transparently. Even in this kind of light, Roger can clearly see the figure squirming in his abdomen.

　　 That is not a baby at all.

　　 There is no sweetness on the child's face, only ferocious greed. He opened his mouth wide and seemed to be swallowing something desperately. The more he eats, the weaker the mother's breath becomes.

　　 Roger slowly moved forward.

　　 It was a little closer before he saw that above the woman's bulging abdomen, there should have been a full chest.

　　 But at this time, only a piece of skin was left on the chest, and the original white skin became dry and yellow, and a gap was opened in the middle of the chest.

　　 The fractured sternum stretched out to both sides, and a twisted skull made of different parts was tucked in the middle.

　　 And the breast bones on both sides are like weird bends extending from the skull, revealing an evil and twisted atmosphere.

　　 "Hey..."

　　 A weak and cold voice came into my ears, and the woman who was suspended in the air in a large font trembled slightly.

　　 She raised her head, but she did this extremely simple movement extremely slowly, and Roger even worried that her neck bone would not be able to bear the weight of the head and would break instantly.

　　 The hair was dry like straw, Roger couldn't see the other person's appearance at all, and the woman opened her eyes.

　　 But there is no eyeball in the eye socket, only a bunch of shriveled sarcoma.

　　 "Who... who is it?"

　　 the woman asked in a low voice.

"who are you?"

　　 Roger was on guard carefully.

"I?"

　　 "Yes, who am I?"

　　 "I am Mary, the daughter of a tailor..."

　　 "No! Wrong!"

　　 She suddenly raised her voice.

"No, I am not!"

　　 "I am Kassandra, a great voodoo queen, and one day I will develop the Voodoo Association into a truly powerful and extraordinary force!"

　　 "I want to provide shelter for my brothers and sisters, so that they will no longer be oppressed, I want to...cough cough..."

　　 Cassandra coughed frantically, her abdomen bulged and contracted with violent movements, which made her very uncomfortable, and a painful expression appeared on her face.

　　 "Kassandra?"

　　 The image of this woman in front of her is far from the legendary first beauty in Bordeaux.

　　 "What the **** did Araham do to you?"

　　 Roger asked in a deep voice, he felt a powerful breath in the woman's abdomen.

　　 "He is a monster..."

　　 Cassandra intermittently told what happened, and as her narration, Roger's face became more and more gloomy.

　　 This guy actually intends to create a body that fits him perfectly, in order to get rid of this cursed place.

　　 If he really did it...

　　 Thinking of everything he had seen before, Roger felt a furry in his heart, if the terrible black mist spread to the real world.

　　 Bordeaux today is no more than 100 years ago, even if the number of people living in it was drastically reduced due to natural disasters thirty years ago.

　　 can be regarded as an important seaside city, and the population base of Bordeaux is also very large.

　　 Such a huge population, even if only 1/10, or even 1%, becomes a monster, the changes that will bring will shock the world.

　　 At this moment, Roger saw the face embedded in Kassandra's chest, his eyes turned for a while, and then suddenly opened!

　　Four eyes face each other.

　　At this moment, the air seemed to freeze, and the chaotic eyeballs rolled, and then closed.

　　 "Kill...Kill me!"

　　 Cassandra said intermittently.

　　 "As long as I die, without the support of spiritual energy, the body he cultivated will not be able to mature!"

　　 "And his plan will completely fail!"

　　Roger clenched the steel sword in his hand~lightnovelpub.net~ pierced his forehead into his brow! "

　　 "My **** nucleus is hidden deep in my mind. If it breaks there, the spirit will collapse, and it can also interrupt this evil ritual."

　　 "Why not just kill him?"

　　 "After all, he only has one head left!"

　　 "Hehe." Cassandra smiled.

　　 "Sheep can't kill a sleeping dragon. Although I have been weakened to the extreme, I am afraid that with your current strength, I can't pierce my skull."

　　 "As for it..."

　　 "The flesh is just a container. If it is not tied to it for special reasons, killing their flesh will often release the true power in the soul, making them even more terrifying!"

　　 Roger's heart beats.

　　 "Can they be resurrected after being killed?"

　　 He thought of Dickinson who had been split in half and his entrails spilled all over the floor.

　　 "Resurrection?"

　　 Cassandra shook her head.

　　 "This kind of thing has never really been alive."

　　

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