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"The arm of the ancient people?"

Roland looked at Peso beside him in surprise, this answer really surprised him a little.

The Ancient People, the first life race of Aenoble.

They were neither human nor any of the races that could be seen now, but they possessed powers comparable to those of the gods, and they were very powerful.

But when the gods and demons were at war, the ancient people quietly disappeared, and no one knew where they went.

"Yes, that arm is one of my father's collections in it...... It's just that it has been a lifeless collection until now...... Now it's alive. ”

Pesso nodded, slowly explaining to Roland where the arm came from.

Roland could not answer this question either.

Whatever the reason, the black hand will turn into an aggressive monster.

"Okay, I'll take care of it next, and I'll take you to a safe place first."

He hesitated, put his hand on Pesso's shoulder, and whispered.

As soon as the words fell, the black-haired boy could not react, and with a snort, he was included in the Ouroboros ring.

Pesso didn't know much about him for the rest of the journey, so the best decision was to send him to the storage ring to avoid a burden.

"But...... The arms of the ancient people must have silver blood flowing in them, right? ”

When Pesso vanished, Roland looked at the black hand floating not far away.

He remembered seeing a message in the game that seemed to say that the blood of silver was flowing among the ancient people.

If you absorb the blood of silver that may contain zài. Maybe he can produce a similar advanced effect to the silver blood in his body.

As soon as you advance to a certain level, the blood of silver will automatically evolve into the blood of gold.

This is very exciting news!

"Breath of Winter, Soul Harvest!"

As soon as such an idea came to him, Roland decided to do it immediately.

As soon as the words fell, a cold wind immediately howled out, enveloping the black arm that was floating in the air. In the blink of an eye, it froze into a block of ice.

However, Roland's attack did not end immediately, but instead transformed the Crimson Soul Reaper in his hand into the form of the Death Scythe and swung it towards its body.

With a snort, the edge of the scythe pierced through the ice as if it were a void welcome, bringing out a faint white shattered shadow.

"It's done!"

Roland looked at the soul-like thing, and couldn't help but exclaim secretly in his heart.

This is only the case when the soul is destroyed, so the consciousness of this hand should have been destroyed.

As for the purpose of his doing. It is to not affect the silver blood that may be stored in the black hand, after all, as long as the blood becomes turbid, the effect will be greatly reduced.

"No, it's not dead."

Suddenly, Roland felt that something was wrong, and quickly dispelled the idea of removing the black hand, and quickly stepped back.

He had barely taken a few steps back when the piece of ice that sealed the black hand immediately cracked. Scattered all over the place.

Immediately after that, a devastating force suddenly burst out from the black hand, forming a shockwave that spread out in all directions. Even the floor under his feet produced a few hideous cracks as a result.

It is conceivable that if Roland did not retreat, then he would have to suffer those injuries directly.

But...... Just when Roland thought that the black hand would immediately launch a counterattack.

The black hand made a gesture that surprised him, only to see it hesitate near the position of the door, then turn around and float into the room, as if it had no intention of attacking Roland.

"Damn...... I escaped! ”

Roland scolded secretly. Hurriedly chased in that direction.

And at this time, he resolutely lit the Morfith lantern hanging from his waist.

As the pale red light spread, an invisible blood shield immediately enveloped him, providing him with a solid layer of defense.

When Roland followed the black hand into the room, the first thing that caught his eye was the huge black magic array at his feet. It's very conspicuous, and as long as you're not blind, you'll pay attention to it.

"Strange Breath ......"

When he stood on top of the magic array, a sudden inexplicable feeling of depression immediately enveloped his heart, as if he had put on a layer of shackles.

It seems that this magic array is used to imprison the black hand just now. But for some reason, the black hand broke free from the magic circle and escaped.

As for the black hand, it had gone around to the small black door directly opposite the door.

"Hey, there's an extremely rotten smell in there? Well, it looks like ...... The source of that breath should be inside. ”

Roland looked at the pitch black inside the door in a daze, and did not immediately catch up.

Because he felt an eerie smell of decay from within, as well as violent fluctuations in mana and a faint roar.

In the face of such a strange situation, it is better not to act rashly.

If I hadn't guessed wrong, Duke Knox and they should have been inside, and they were still in a fierce state of battle.

Straight in?

Looking at the small open door, Roland couldn't help but hesitate.

But if he did, the danger would be enormous, and perhaps the members of the Pure Darkness Church had set a trap inside, after all, those guys had consciously come at him in the first place.

"Evidence of the Shadows...... Enter the Hidden State ......"

Roland thought for a while, then resolutely switched out the [Shadow Proof] from the card slot, and said softly.

Just in case, he decided to buff himself with a shadow state and go into seclusion, so that he could avoid the risk as much as possible.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a buzz, and a cloud of black mist poured out of his body frantically.

The black mist surged wildly, and in a moment. Wrap him around an oval-shaped ball of black mist.

As time passed, the fog began to dissipate into the air around it.

But when the black mist dissipated, the area was empty, and Roland's figure seemed to evaporate along with the mist.

In fact, Roland did not disappear, but entered Deep's state of invisibility.

"Go inside...... It's ready. ”

Roland took a faint breath. Slowly walked towards the other side of the door.

When he stepped on the other side of the door, the expected attack did not occur, and he saw a mine path that seemed to have been dug out of the mountain, extending directly into the middle of nowhere.

What's even weirder is that the road ahead has been in the dark.

Now the roads ahead were lit with torches on the walls on both sides, so that every little corner of the passage could not be hidden.

What the hell is this place?

Roland frowned suspiciously, and continued to walk towards the inside with a steady pace.

But...... Little did he know that he was involved in a terrible plan.

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Meanwhile. Deeper in the secret lands of the Knox family.

The place is a black suspended platform made of steel, and its area is huge enough to rival a huge football field.

However, underneath the floating platform, there is a huge hole, exuding bursts of oozing aura, looking like a demon's giant mouth, ready to choose someone to devour at any time.

But it's too much...... Now the atmosphere on the black floating platform is very eerie.

I saw a group of people with different expressions holding weapons in their hands, surrounding an old man with a cane. Constantly talking about something.

If Roland had been here, he would have recognized those people immediately.

For example, for the elderly in the middle. It's the Duke of Knox who entered here alone.

As for the others, it was the members of the Pure Dark Church who had entered here, and the leader-like aunt was there.

"Calvin, you stupid fellow, joined that evil organization...... This is a discredit to the Knox family......"

The old Duke Knox looked faintly at a figure not far away and said softly.

In a flash. The figure shrouded in the cloak trembled, and he seemed surprised by Duke Knox's words.

"Hmph, old man, how did you recognize me?"

Then, the figure snorted. He took off the hood from his head and met the old man's gaze without hesitation.

As the light on the floating platform shone on the figure's face, it was discovered that the man was the son of Duke Knox: Calvin

"As a father...... How could he forget the breath of his own son, Calvin. ”

Duke Knox glanced at Calvin not far away with deep meaning in his eyes and said.

But his words seem to provoke Calvin's resistance.

I saw Calvin roar at Duke Knox with a distorted expression, "Hmph, you're here...... You've never treated us like sons, just looking out for your own plans...... Be God's plan in the future, right? ”

"As for that Pesso, it's just a container for your future!"

"By the way, I don't think he knows about this yet, it's really a poor child, who is used by his father as a tool to be stifled at any time, hahahaha."

Listening to Calvin's frantic narration, Duke Knox fell silent, slowly lowering his head so that people could not see his expression clearly.

"Calvin, no...... You're wrong! Not in the future...... Now I have the power of God. ”

Suddenly, Duke Knox raised his head and said in a strange tone.

As soon as the words fell, with a snort, a huge black shadow waving countless tentacles suddenly appeared behind him.

Oh my God, what the hell is that?

………………………… (To be continued......) R1071