136 Spell Suck (Subscription Requested)
In the choked voice of a mage.
Roger walked through the entire Mount of Truth in one go!
After leaving the library.
He arrived non-stop.
In twenty-six areas, large and small.
Roger found the place where he had been held.
It was a huge cage, a bit like the gladiatorial arena of ancient Rome.
The arena is surrounded by a tight physical barrier.
It can be seen that the old Bard has carried out a large-scale purge of the place after taking over.
But through transcendent perception.
Roger still saw the bloody nail marks on the stone walls of the arena.
He could feel the pain that the martial artists were going through.
It was an inhuman torture!
During Roger's "visit" to the experimental area.
The mages were noticeably farther away.
Their bodies trembled uncontrollably.
But Roger remained calm throughout.
After leaving the experimental area.
And so he went.
To the surprise of the mages.
In the process.
Roger didn't reach out again.
He just stayed outside the Hall of Truth for a little longerβ
It was a square that wasn't very open.
There are seven statues standing in the square.
It is said to be the founder of Mount Truth and the six floating islands.
Six of the statues are human figures.
The last one was a familiar dragon.
Roger walked around the statues several times.
A moment later.
He carried the black coffin down the Mount of Truth.
He came with his hands empty.
There were only 1,024 more books when I went.
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"That's right! These are the books that those stupid mages snatched from our outer dojos! β
"At that time, they kept saying that they were borrowing, but they didn't expect that it would be more than 100 years to borrow!"
"Pity me for having only one head left, otherwise I would have gone desperately with them a long time ago!"
The headquarters of the Seisenzong sect.
In a tall attic.
Watching Roger put the more than 100 books that originally belonged to the Qingquan Sect on the shelves one after another, Ah Qi cried a lot.
At this moment, she was held in Qin's arms, like a talking pumpkin.
"Applejack, how did you get these books back?"
Ah Qi couldn't help but ask.
Roger's expression was relaxed:
"It's the same as them, but it's ten times the return."
"Well done, Applejack!"
Ah Qi's eyes blinked wildly with excitement-
That's all she can do to express her emotions now.
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"That's it."
Roger stretched.
Sorting books was a lot of hard work, and despite the help of Qin and Ah Qi, he was busy for almost the whole day.
And in the process.
Ah Qi's mood changed from excitement at the beginning to worry.
She asked vigorously:
"Applejack, you've taken so many of their books, what if those mages get angry?"
"They can't get in the mountain protection array, but they can block the outside!"
"I remember a while when they did that."
Roger calmly patted her on the head:
"Don't worry, they're afraid to come to the door."
Ah Qi was stunned and asked:
"Those guys are so fierce, how did you do it?"
Roger took Ah Qi's head from Qin's arms, carried her out the door, and said:
"It's okay to be more fierce than them.
It's actually quite simple to deal with the bad guys.
How vicious they are before the weak, how humble they are before the strong.
As long as you are strong enough, even if you slap them directly when you meet-
They will also take the initiative to help you find reasons and wonder if you have done something wrong. β
As they spoke, they passed through a crescent door.
I came to an open courtyard.
Roger took the opportunity to put down Ah Qi's head, and finally concluded:
"They never dare to hold a grudge against the strong, but only anger the weak."
"That's what the bad guys look like at their truest heart."
Ah Qi let out an "oh" as if he didn't understand.
"Applejack, you're talking a little too much today."
She sneakily glanced at Jean next to her.
Roger put her head on the ground and pulled out a whole bunch of parts and materials.
"Because I'm going to reopen the Qingquan Sect Dojo."
"You're going to have to hold on to the scene when I'm not around."
"But before that, there's one more thing to do."
He picked at the parts for a while, and asked casually:
"What kind of body do you want?"
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Red Wasteland.
Mages on the magic carpet are methodically patrolling the four directions.
One hundred and eighty kilometers of the sky and the earth have been sealed off.
The range of motion of the wanted person is shrinking at a rate visible to the naked eye.
On a magic carpet near the north.
The obese old Bard was closing his eyes and recuperating while listening to his subordinates' reports:
ββ¦β¦ That's it. He borrowed more than 1,000 books, but didn't touch the contents of the old hall. β
"The specific losses are still being counted......"
"It's a shame! None of those spineless things dared to stop him, and if it was me, I would ...... desperately."
Hear here.
Old Bard slowly opened his eyes:
"Well done. The group of people who were there at the time, when I go back, will all be rewarded! β
"They have guarded the Mountain of Truth and are real heroes!"
"However, this matter should not be publicized, and the award must be low-key."
His subordinates looked stunned.
Old Bard frowned and said:
"Don't you think Mr. Hachi has been very restrained?"
The subordinate gritted his teeth:
"But ......"
Before he could finish speaking, Old Bard continued to himself:
"He wants to enter the Mountain of Truth, he can enter any day, after all, this is what I promised him."
"But he chose this timeβa time when we weren't there!"
"Can't you just use your brain and think about why?"
The men began to be confused.
Old Bard couldn't help but sigh and said:
"He's saving face for us!"
"His borrowing behavior, whoever is on the scene is unlucky!"
"Stopping is to drag the mountain of truth to be buried together, and if you don't stop it, you are losing face, is there a third result?"
The subordinates are a little reminiscing.
It dawned on his face.
Old Bard snorted:
"If it were you, you would have tried your best to give away the foundation of the Truth Society, right?"
"When people give us the stairs, we have to be grateful."
"As if this incident never happened, go back and add another 30% to the subsidy to the honorary president!"
Subordinates are worried:
"Where did you get so much money......
Old Bard hated the iron and scolded:
"Give him Yu Song's share!"
"Yikes! How could I have such a stupid son as you! β
Not far away.
An alarm signal is heard.
"It's Yu Song!"
Little Bard exclaimed.
"Chase!"
"Chase me to death!"
Old Bard's expression suddenly became very hideous.
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Qingquan Sect.
Marble paved squares.
A round ball tumbled back and forth, eventually stopping in front of Roger.
"How?"
"Convenient, right?"
Roger asked.
Ah Qi's voice came out muffled from inside:
"Convenience is very convenient. But why are there no limbs? I'm a martial artist! β
Roger calmly relieved:
"At the moment I'm only going to do the simplest spherical builds."
"But don't worry, I'll be able to make more advanced constructs soon."
Ah Qi cheered and rolled wildly in the square.
After a while, her voice drifted from afar:
"Applejack......
"How fast is it!"
Roger glanced at the data bar.
Laugh without saying a word.
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The next few days.
Roger was active at the headquarters of the Qingquan Sect.
Most of the time he was reading.
Occasionally help Ah Qi debug his new body.
As for the piano.
Roger didn't dare to talk about martial arts understanding in front of her anymore.
The main reason is that I am afraid of misleading people's children.
Transcendent understanding means that as long as someone leads through the door, you can travel in a day.
I can't satisfy the little moon bear anymore.
Roger had no choice but to pass on his three-legged cat.
Not two days.
And she played it like that.
See this scene.
Roger is even more on thin ice.
He was afraid that he would delay a real martial arts wizard.
Listen to Ah Qi.
There are things in the vault that you don't need to read to comprehend.
Roger paid extra attention.
After reading a book every day.
He will count a hexagram, how is Kangkang's old friend Yu Song.
And after the piano joined.
The luck of the Qingquan Sect was more than doubled.
Roger naturally has a lot less constraints in divination.
Not to mention.
In tracking Yu Song, he found a special trick-
That is, it saves luck and is very accurate.
Through day-to-day visits.
Roger found that Yu Song was really long-lasting.
Under the high-intensity round-up of the mage legion.
He lasted almost two weeks!
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It was only thirteen days after the wanted warrant was issued that things changed.
That.
Roger finished reading as usual and took advantage of the situation.
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The image begins to blur, and a bird's-eye view appears.
The first thing that catches your eye is a long river.
The two sides of the river have different looks.
Roger locks in little Bard through divination on the south bank of the river.
with him.
And Old Bard and other transcendent mages.
And Yu Song, the old friend that Roger was looking for, was standing on the north bank of the river at this moment!
There was a bridge between them.
Old Bard: They seem to want to get on the bridge.
But a man of great stature stopped them.
The picture slowly disappears.
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"Long time no see...... Alan. β
See this scene.
Roger couldn't help but smile lightly.
The next moment.
He put down the books in his hand and grabbed the luggage he had prepared a long time ago.
Left the Qingquan Sect headquarters as fast as he could!
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Two days later in the evening.
Paramount Manor.
In an abandoned farm.
The tall thin young man in the warehouse, who was silently treating spell bruises, suddenly raised his head.
In the dark.
A young man carrying a black coffin was striding towards him!
"It's ...... you"
Yu Song's eyes were full of fear and anger:
"I've already fled here."
"Why can't you just let me go?"
Roger didn't say a word, and he accelerated and bullied!
Kaishan boxing!
His right fist, which flashed with electric sparks, slammed into Yu Song's right cheek.
The latter's face collapsed rapidly.
Turned into pieces of broken porcelain!
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Roger snorted:
"Looks like you still have quite a few hole cards."
Yu Song's voice came from all directions of the abandoned farm:
"Why bother?"
"I just warned you!"
"Is it necessary to kill them all?"
Roger stood still.
Sixth Sense is on fire!
In an instant.
He found Yu Song's location.
However, he did not do it immediately, but said calmly:
"I'm curious, when you helped Milon capture and abuse those martial artists, did they make a similar plea for mercy to you?"
"And what did you do in the face of their pleas for mercy?"
"Don't quibble, old Bard gave me Millon's experiment log.
In these years when you are not on the floating island, you spend part of your time playing the so-called god of war on the Wind Trail, and the rest of the time you are in the experimental field of Truth Mountain! β
"I didn't wrong you, did I?"
It's been a long time.
Yu Song's bitter voice came slowly:
"Old Bard again...... I can't wait to skin this dog offal! β
"That's right, capturing the martial artist is indeed my proposal......"
Roger interrupted with a sneer:
"It's good that you didn't wronged anyone!"
"Actually, Milon didn't leave any experiment logs at all."
"But I suspect you're not a day or two."
Yu Song's voice suddenly sharpened:
"I'm just proposing! I'm not an accomplice! β
"Besides, it's for the sake of the big picture......"
Roger's body swelled suddenly.
"Fuck you big!"
The next second.
The second form's massive tail pierced the surface of the ground with brutality and thrust deep.
A moment later.
Roger pulled his tail out with all his might.
Soft dirt was scattered on the ground.
There was also a sparse corpse strung on the tail -
Yu Song's head was crooked by the thick tail.
The whole body had just been brought out of the surface.
It split in half of its own accord.
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