"I hope you can be clear about what you are talking about."

Muska's voice was cold, and the pressure released while speaking became stronger again, and there was a crisp bone crack in his body. The young man in front of him could no longer withstand such a force.

It seems to be broken at any time.

"Okay, is it honorable to do such a thing as Tier 4?"

"What's more, your approach can't solve the problem at all."

A cloud of mist drifted in from the window, and when it fell on the ground, it changed into a beautiful woman with a fiery figure.

She looks like she is about 30 years old and she has not concealed her identity as an extraordinary person at all. She wears silver-white ornaments on her neck, wrist and ankle.

The white face is dotted with dark patterns, and as she speaks and breathes, the color changes on the patterns are also looming.

Roger just glanced at it casually and then withdrew his gaze. In fact, this woman even appeared in the castle before them.

It's just that she seems to have some concerns and hasn't shown up before.

"When did she come here?" Amanda frowned. "This woman's name is Viola. I just heard her name mentioned. She is a lone traveler, and almost no one knows his origin."

"It's just rumored that she is very strong."

In the ordinary life, the spiritual power used by practitioners can be described as extreme. In comparison, the Western transcendents have developed more changes.

There will be some weird applications.

But Roger is not worried about this, his absolute strength is already close to the limit of Tier 4, as long as he can see through the opponent's ability.

The rest is just the difference between one more and one less.

So this trip, he even planned to hide Black Moon forever.

Roger has personally experienced the power of that weapon.

Musca seemed to recognize Viola's identity, and he glanced at the other person. Although he didn't say anything, the pressure released was obviously slowed down a lot.

Viola came to the young man, she opened her hand, and a cloud of mist enveloped the young man who was kneeling on the ground.

Before long, when the fog dissipated, the young man's injuries had recovered.

"Tell us what happened."

Viola said.

"My name is Marco."

The young man raised his head and glanced at everyone without leaving a trace.

"In the past few decades, my father has hardly left the castle, but recently, his originally stagnant power has made new breakthroughs, so I have lived here for a long time."

"One night, I suddenly woke up from my sleep, opened my eyes and saw a dark figure standing in front of the bed."

"I was shocked in my heart, I launched an attack subconsciously, but soon, a big hand pressed me hard!"

"Then I saw that face that was extremely hideous in the dark."

"That's my father."

"His strength is too strong, I don't have any room to resist, after struggling for a few times, I collapsed into a faint."

"The next day I woke up from a coma, the bed under me collapsed, and dense cracks appeared on the surrounding walls."

Marco sighed, "But when I found my father, he didn't know anything about it."

Hearing this, Amanda glanced at Roger quietly, her eyes filled with worry, because a similar experience had happened to her.

It was just that she happened to be in Kyle Morhan and seemed to want to leave the castle, but when she reached the edge of the mist she fell into chaos.

When she regained consciousness again, she had completely lost the memory of that time.

Such an experience is enough to make anyone panic.

Mark continued, "I told my father what happened, and then showed him the destroyed room and the scar on my neck."

"Afterwards, my father's strength steadily increased, but similar things happened frequently, but he only unconsciously attacked me once, and the rest seemed extremely strange."

"In order to find out the truth of the matter, I had to hide quietly, and then figured out a way to follow him to observe his behavior."

"It's weird, he is completely like another person, he seems to be full of surprises in this world, like a ignorant child, reconsidering the strange environment."

Marco seemed to recall the scene at the time, "At that time, I suspected that the soul carried in his father's body was no longer his original soul."

"But I don't know where he went."

"What happened later?" Viola asked.

"You said he died, where is the body?"

"PLZ follow me."

Marco sighed. After Viola's treatment, he is now able to stand up, but the skin around his knees has obviously not fully recovered.

However, Marco's own recovery ability is also very strong, Roger can see the tender granulation re-growth at the wound.

"Apart from a few of us, who else did you invite?"

A dull voice came.

It was a strong man who had been standing next to Musca.

This is a strong man with almost the same thickness of arms and thighs, but this man is strong and strong, but his height is a bit horrible.

This made him look like a meat mountain, and it seemed a bit ridiculous to walk around.

"You can call me Manu." The burly man glanced at Muska. Although his eyes were deep, the flashing emotions were somewhat familiar.

Obviously, Musca is the dragonborn, and he is the helper, and being able to appear on this occasion is enough to show the close relationship between the two parties.

"Amanda."

"Geralt."

Roger both said at the same time.

Although the so-called association is loose, they have heard each other's name more or less, and Amanda naturally has no need to hide it.

As for Roger...

He always felt that calling himself Geralt in this situation seemed more sensational.

"I've heard your name, beautiful Miss Amanda." Muska squeezed a soft smile on his face.

"Among the newly promoted Dragonborn in the Association, the youngest one."

Musca made no secret of the light in his eyes, "Don't say that in the last 20 years, you can count forward. In the historical ranking, your youth can also be ranked in the top ten."

"It really is……"

Musca looked up and down, but in the next second, the beautiful face in his vision disappeared, replaced by a tower-like body.

Roger did not speak, but stared at Musca calmly.

"Beautiful flowers will always attract bees unconsciously."

"This is normal."

A playful smile flashed across Muska's face. He retracted his gaze and added casually, "Flowers often bloom."

"But the bees changed wave after wave."

"After all, the sweetness of flower juice, anyone wants to taste it."

"Musca!!!"

Before Roger could speak, he withdrew from the whole hall with a dull cold drink.

It turned out to be Manu who was standing next to Musca who was talking.

The man's thick eyebrows were folded together, and his eyes were faintly angry. In addition, Roger could also feel a little bit of his gaze...

jealous?

Uh... well, this doesn't seem to be aimed at me, but Amanda standing behind me.

In the Western world, even in the lives of ordinary people, there are many people like Muska who express their emotions in a fair manner.

In the transcendental world, similar behaviors abound, even most people will not find it abrupt.

Roger clenched his fists. This Musca was very clever. He said that these were not just for expressing love.

"Stay away from me!"

Amanda's voice came from behind Roger, and the girl stepped forward and stood side by side with Roger. There was a faint flame fluttering at the edge of her hair.

"The same bees, some pick flowers, some only eat shit!"

As soon as Amanda's voice fell, Musca and Manu's faces became pale, the blue veins on Manu's forehead violently, and the muscles on his body were beating. It seemed that he was planning to attack at any time.

"Are you here to fight?"

A cold snort came.

"Let's go, take me to the place you said."

Viola glanced at the crowd and urged Mark to take him away.

Musca squeezed Manu's wrist, and the latter's anger slowly subsided, but he did not forget to glance at Amanda before leaving.

The words Amanda just said pierced his heart directly.

"let's go."

Musca whispered.

"It seems that the more beautiful the flower, the more thorny it is."

Roger looked at Amanda and chuckled.

"Why are you laughing?" Amanda rolled her eyes.

"But you said that between them..."

"To shut up!"

Amanda doesn't seem to want to talk about similar topics at all.

Roger didn't want to.

He didn't even have the urge to hit them.

"right here."

Go to a room high above the castle.

From the floor to the wall, the decoration in the room is extremely elegant, even if Roger doesn't have any research on antiques, but an old guy who has lived for more than 300 years, everything in his room is antique.

At the place Mark pointed to, a circular trace was burnt on the floor, expanding slightly from the center to the outside. The general shape was a circle, but the lines on the edges were irregular.

"Something seems to be missing."

Musca frowned and said.

"This is the place where my father finally disappeared. What was left on the ground were fragments of his clothes, and most of his body had been swallowed when I arrived."

"Only the crippled body and half of the head are left."

"He told me that this is the passage to the land of the dragonborn in memory. In fact, I have seen similar patterns in his study many times."

"At that time, his memory was not clear, and the pattern was changed several times. He originally thought it was a higher-level transcendent world of Unicom."

Markt raised his head.

"Like those controlled by powerful forces..."

"Later, he changed his opinion. He told me that there might be a brand new place connected there, a paradise that only belongs to the dragonborn."

"But obviously."

"There is no heaven in this world, only abyss."

"He was eaten."

"This incident is too weird. I didn't intend to alarm the adults, but later, certain things that happened to my father appeared to me one by one."

"I woke up in the middle of the night, but found myself in a strange place."

"Even during the day, I lose my memory inexplicably, and even when I wake up I find myself studying... that weird pattern."

Marco pointed at the traces on the ground with a look of horror.

"There is no way, I can only make up lies. I know, maybe you adults don't care about my life or death, but this kind of thing happened to my father."

"Maybe in the near future, what you..."

"To shut up!"

A cold drink came, and Mark's body was hit by an invisible force and flew several meters away and pressed against the wall behind.

"Our future is also something you can discuss?"

It was Musca who did it, and this time Viola didn't say anything about what he did.

They are not ordinary Tier 4, each of them may have a life span of more than a hundred years, long enough to make their bodies and souls completely turn into another creature.

extraordinary.

Obviously, this Marco has not taken care of the consequences. Since he is dead, it is better to draw more transcendents into this vortex.

Regardless of the reason, it will bring great variables when involved, which may give him a chance to get a chance.

Of course, if you meet a grumpy one, you may have been crushed before he can speak.

"What are your views on this matter?"

Viola spoke.

"This matter has nothing to do with me. Although we are the same dragonborn, the direction of inheritance is completely different. What happened to Justin, I have never heard of or experienced it."

Amanda was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but raise her head and glance at Musca.

"Whoever wants to investigate, stay and investigate. I plan to leave."

"What about you? Miss Amanda."

Viola asked.

Amanda hesitated for an instant, and Musca's statement made her realize that not everyone has a similar experience.

She is like this, Justin is like this, but similar people may be very few, if she agrees at this time, it is very likely that others will be aware of something.

But if you don’t agree...

How can you resist when something similar happens to yourself?

Amanda's strength has improved very quickly, but he has not experienced as many things as Roger, so there will inevitably be mistakes in handling things.

What she didn't know was that she didn't need to say anything, her hesitation at this time was enough to make someone aware of it.

Roger, who was standing aside, said, "It seems very interesting. Do we want to stay and take a look?"

Reading the meaning of Roger's eyes, Amanda nodded.

"What about you, Miss Viola."

Roger asked.

But this time before Viola could speak, the marks on the floor suddenly expanded, covering the entire room almost in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the symbols that were originally printed on the ground were stretched out and displayed in a three-dimensional shape before everyone's eyes.

Those flat marks made Roger see its original form clearly after being three-dimensional.

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Muska's figure flickered, but in the next instant, he reappeared in the same place. Roger noticed that a small scar on the edge of his cheek was slowly recovering.

"what happened?"

Manu, the most violent character, has grabbed Mark, and the other palm is raised high, it seems possible to shoot Mark as meat sauce at any time!

Roger was the most calm, he just squeezed Amanda's palm.

"Huh!"

The luxurious room disappeared in an instant, the moisture of the earth rushed towards him, and everyone had appeared in a dense forest.

But at this moment, Viola suddenly yelled: "Who are you?"

At this time, apart from Roger and the others, there was an unfamiliar face in the field.

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