"Where did you hear the news?"

Roger took a look at Gawain, "As an ordinary inheritance knight, you know a little too much."

Gao Wen did not answer Roger's question.

"Knights of Radiance are not as simple as you seem. I can get some news and naturally have my own channels."

"Mr. Mist, do you really stop thinking about it?"

"Although you have obtained a part of the pale blood, it belongs to the Soul Eater after all, and in terms of the total amount, that part of the pale blood is not enough to make you break through to the fourth stage."

"Am i right?"

Roger did not answer, but Gawain seemed to already know the answer.

"You need more, purer pale blood, nothing fits better than there."

"In addition, the treasures I mentioned are not aimless, think about the rise of Green."

Roger pondered slightly, he must go to Snow White's world, but he didn't want to be with Gawain.

This guy doesn't seem to be particularly powerful, but his origin is unknown, and his hiding is extremely deep, even according to his own words, before he came into this world. His class may have reached Tier 5.

Compared to the current Roger who has crossed two levels, he is not sure whether close contact with Gawain will reveal too many flaws.

This guy is too mysterious.

Roger prefers to use other channels.

Originally, he could use Bedwell's identity, but now the Sun Sword has been shattered, and Bedwell's heritage core has disappeared.

And the risk of pretending to be Lancelot is too great, I'm afraid I can't escape Green's eyes at this moment.

"Have you found a way to enter that world?" Roger asked tentatively.

Gao Wen laughed but said nothing.

"This is something I started investigating a long time ago, and the channel is still unstable, but I don't think it will take too long..."

"The pressure that each channel can bear is limited, Mr. Mist, I hope you can consider my opinion."

"A rare opportunity."

Gao Wenchong Roger nodded.

"We'll see you in a few days." After speaking, he took the initiative to cut off contact.

"This guy……"

If Gawain was seeking benefits for the whole foreign spirit, Roger would never believe it.

"Want to make others his cannon fodder?"

Thick fog poured in from the window behind him, and Roger blew out the white candle on the table and fell into contemplation.

Leaving the mist hut, he went directly to the cemetery hut. In the fairy tale world, Amanda got the dragon scales on top of his head and knees, and the whole person shrank into a ball.

The red dragon scales exudes a fiery red luster and envelops her whole person, and there is energy to communicate between the two in the trembling.

Roger quietly observed for a while, and he felt that the purity of Amanda's blood was increasing at an incredible speed.

"The effect of dragon scales is so good, or Amanda's talent is special?"

With the improvement of the purity of the blood, Amanda is undergoing drastic changes from mental to physical.

Without disturbing each other, Roger quietly left the fairy tale world.

Next, he needs to prepare for a meeting with Gao Wen in a few days, and another vague plan emerged in his mind.

…………

The black fog rolled, and a castle almost merged with the darkness.

When I walked closer, I found that the whole castle was red, and the outer wall was like dried blood. The vitality inside was taken away, leaving only a dark background.

The surface of the city wall was full of twisted and hideous faces and limbs, including humans, tree spirits, beasts, and many strange things.

What's more disgusting is the fusion of these bodies that are entangled with each other, the tree spirit with two heads on the chest, the beast with teeth full of eyes, distortion and mutation are happening all the time.

Make the whole castle look like a wriggling piece of meat.

Somewhere in the castle, a tall, pitch-black figure knelt in front of the grave.

"Respected master, my queen, please grant me a sword to fight!"

The pale armor was burning with green flames, the tall figure had no head, and a dull and humble prayer came out from the abdominal cavity.

"Please have mercy on me, your knight Ramsay!"

Ramsay bends down, the blood scar on his neck suddenly cracks, a large stream of blood gushes out, and the blood is poured on the grave in front of him.

In an instant, there seemed to be countless creatures inside the grave trying to struggle to gush out from it, and at the same time, a stern roar came from the entire castle.

In the next second, a stream of blood emerged from the gap at the top of the grave, and this stream of blood mixed with the blood that Ramsay had just sprayed.

Gradually, a long sword made of blood emerged from it, and Ramsay straightened up, his shoulders trembling, and he seemed to have a cheerful laugh.

"Thank you for your gift, my master."

Ramsay held the scarlet sword.

"May you have a sweet dream in your long sleep..."

"Puff......"

There was a sudden laughter behind him.

"Listen to what you said?"

A slightly coquettish female voice came, "Do you think the master likes to fall into deep sleep?"

"Don't you know why we are here?"

Rams held the scarlet sword and turned around. A woman with wings on her back and poor cloth dotted only on important parts came over.

To say that she is a woman is entirely because of the other's physical characteristics, from toes to neck, except for the wings on the back, she is all an out-and-out beauty.

She was hot and sultry, but she continued to look up. On top of this woman's neck, there was a hideous hairy face.

It looked like an enlarged bat head. Its green eyes were extremely small, and the pupils were shining with terrifying fierce light. The mouth was split open, and layers of overlapping teeth could be seen.

She has no nose bridge, only two thumb-sized holes on her cheeks, and with her breathing, a foul smell comes out.

"Camilla, to be honest, you should have cut off your head."

"It's so ugly!"

Ramsay laughed in his stomach.

"You still retain the aesthetics of the human period?" Camilla sneered.

"For the transcendent, being strong is beauty."

"Look at yourself, don't you know the meaning of that sword?"

"It's disappointing, you would lose it."

"It was an accident. No one could pick up the sword. If my plan is successful, I can use that weapon to descend to another place."

"At that time, the whole passage will be opened..."

"So what you said is if."

There was heavy footsteps, and Kernnon appeared with his antlers.

"Not only did we lose that sword, but we also lost something more important. If we let the queen know..."

Kernun smiled weirdly, and said nothing.

"Wow!"

There was a crashing sound in the distance, and then a gray behemoth rushed in from the window whirled.

Stone chips splashed, and there was a lot of rubble in the hall.

"Fools, gargoyles are fools with no heads!"

Camilla let out a scream, if you don't look at her weird face, it's easy to get a good impression just by listening to the voice.

A monster more than three meters high appeared in the hall. He had a stone-like skin, his body was gray, his body was strong, and he exuded an icy breath.

"Who knows where Morwood went?"

"It seems that I haven't seen him for a long time."

Kernon murmured.

"Last time he said he found a place with weak space. He said he wanted to surprise the queen. It has been so long..." Ramsay shook his body.

In all fairness, he doesn't want to see any of his companions succeed, because this will set off his incompetence.

"We all failed, what should we do next?"

The gargoyle sounds like thunder, and all that is vomited out of the mouth are stone chips and dust.

At this moment, the entire castle trembled, and the thick, liquid-like black mist poured into the room from all directions. Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then ecstasy appeared on their faces.

Ramsay knelt on one knee.

"My master, you are awake!"

An extra figure appeared in the room.

She has snow-white skin, and she is wearing a silk robe, her black hair is scattered behind her head, and she is floating in the air with her bare feet.

The delicate face and facial features are exactly the same as Anna, but the temperament between the two is very different.

Queen of the night, Lilith.

Lilith's figure fell from mid-air like catkins. There was flesh and blood squirming under the ground, and a twisted creature squeezed out of the ground to catch Lilith that was falling.

"My queen, your wound..."

Camilla hesitated to speak.

Lilith raised her left hand, "This is really an accident. I found what I lost."

She clenched her fists.

"Master, please open the space channel and let me celebrate your achievements with my blood!"

Ramsay bent over and said.

"No, no more."

Lilith shook her head, "I changed my mind."

"100 years have passed. The changes in this world are jaw-dropping. We also need to change our strategy."

"Go get ready, this time I will do something special."

She stood up from the bone throne, and as she stepped forward, the throne under her also changed shape, and a monster with a long tail was lying on the ground.

This monster has double horns on its head, limbs on the ground, wings on its back, and fine scales on its body.

What is even more bizarre is that between its horns, there is a face looming.

Lilith sat on the monster's back. She grabbed a corner of the monster's head, stared at the looming face on its forehead and whispered, "100 years have passed, will he come back?"

"Roar!"

The monster let out a roar, and the face on its forehead became hideous.

"Give him to me, I will tear him up by myself!"

Lilith laughed cheerfully, "He is now the leader of the famous Knight Order."

Raising her left hand and placing her index finger on her forehead, Lilith seemed to be searching for something, "What a surprise, give up struggling, little guy, everything about you is mine!"

"It is your greatest honor to be a part of me."

…………

The noon sun was a bit dazzling, but Gawain's face showed a trace of enjoyment. He likes to be in the sun.

"Mr. Mist, I have arrived, where are you?"

Gawain connected to the phone in his hand.

He was standing on the square of a seaside city in Faku at this time.

Surrounded by a hustle and bustle of people, there are couples taking photos together and elderly couples on the benches next to the fountain.

The great time is the time to enjoy.

"Turn around and there is a red house at the end of the street, go there, I will wait for you there."

Roger's voice came on the phone.

"Ok."

Gawain hung up the phone, turned and walked towards the end of the street with the leather bag in his hand.

He was standing in front of the house, with the huge words for sale hanging on the windows, and there was a phone number underneath, the door was open, and Gawain walked in directly.

The house was empty, with no furniture and no people.

He frowned, and there was a warning sign in his heart when the phone in his hand rang.

"Mr. Mist, you are not here, I think this should not be a joke."

Gawain squeezed the purse in his hand.

"Don't worry."

There was a voice from upstairs.

Gao Wen raised his head, and a figure slowly walked down the stairs.

"you……"

He was a little surprised. As an extraordinary person at the top of the third order, it would be ridiculous if he couldn't even tell whether there was anyone in a room.

But in front of...

"what's happenin?"

Roger hung up the phone with a smile, "Did you bring everything?"

Gawain nodded, opened the purse, and took out four things in it.

Roger checked these things one by one, and then nodded in satisfaction.

From the beginning to the end, Gawain stood aside. He paid attention to Roger's movements, and the calm on his face was gradually broken.

"Your strength has improved a lot!"

Since the Barron Tower incident, this is the first time the two have met in reality, although at the beginning Gawain was in a relatively vague cognition of Roger's strength.

But with the reference from the last battle, he still has a baseline in his heart, but this time when we meet, Gao Wen can feel that this mysterious Mr. Mist is much stronger than the last time!

From him, he can even vaguely perceive a sense of oppression that is only available in Tier 4.

Roger was very satisfied with Gawain's surprise. While releasing his own power, he was also perceiving the depth of Gawain.

If this guy is only at the same level as Lancelot, then after getting what he wants, Roger doesn't mind doing something else.

But soon, he noticed a subtle aura from Gawain.

If it weren't for a vague passage through his body with pale blood, I'm afraid he might not have been able to detect it.

The pure combat power of Gawain in front of him should be only the top of Tier 3, at best he was stronger than Lancelot.

Basically within Roger's guess.

If you do it directly...

Roger thinks he has a very big chance of winning, but this guy seems to hide some other things.

Very dangerous thing.

Roger's heart shuddered, and he quietly concealed the evil thoughts in his heart.

"No problem, it is indeed what I want."

Roger put away the things on the table, opened a storage box beside him, and put four things in it.

He closed the lid and stood up.

"I think about your last invitation."

"Happy cooperation."

Gawain nodded stiffly. He walked slowly to the door, and a thought suddenly rose in his heart.

He looked back.

"Mr. Mist..."

There was no one in the room~lightnovelpub.net~ Gao Wen walked forward quickly, and then explored the entire room as quickly as possible.

He opened the storage box on the ground, and it was empty.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Two of you, please come in and have a look. This house is our company..."

"what?"

"Who are you?" a bald man in a suit stared at Gawain and asked.

Gawain was also at a loss, there was only one thought in his mind.

How did he do that?

Cold sweat flowed down unconsciously.

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