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They had no idea that the howling wind, which was incomparably powerful in their eyes and comparable to that of a god, and the extraordinary attack that had been condensed with all its might, would be annihilated by Roger's ability to resist without any resistance.

"How is this possible!"

Quite a few people murmured in disbelief.

Including Roger's side, Rogers, who has always been on the same front as him, even Rogers can't believe that the short and fat man who beat him at all has no power to fight back, under Roger's attack, it seems that he is as powerless as he is facing a short and fat man.

Is this what repression?

Rogers seemed to understand something.

The real gap between a guy like him and Roger is no longer a little bit or a little bit, but like a chasm between heaven and earth, which is difficult to cross.

Now, Roger is the strongest guardian on Earth.

"Magician......

Rogers stared at Roger beside him, and thought with some emotion in his heart: "In this short period of time, your progress, just like your fame, has crossed the limit and become world-renowned in a period of time. ”

Of course, Roger didn't know what Rogers was thinking, and if he knew that Rogers was praising himself so much in his heart, he would undoubtedly be happy and refreshed.

But right now, he didn't have the energy to think about it.

At this time, he was wrestling with the howling wind.

Although Howling Wind's wind energy ball was directly annihilated by his spatial shock, Whistling Wind was not a vegetarian.

The moment Howling Wind sensed that something was wrong, he once again used all his strength to activate his abilities.

Gale swept again.

The wind energy ball, in just a few blinks of an eye, condensed and formed again, killing Roger not far in front of Howling Wind.

In addition, the wind energy balls released by the howling wind at this time were not just one at all, but a full three, which attacked Roger in a zigzag shape.

And not far away, although Roger didn't care much about this attack, he didn't dare to underestimate the existence of the wind energy ball.

After all, Howling Wind is not weak, and if Roger capsizes in the gutter, it is not something that cannot be said.

"Come on."

Roger muttered.

The power of gods and demons in his mind was urging rapidly.

Whoosh!

Boom Boom!

The space vibrated and opened again, and in an instant, the ball of wind energy released by the howling wind was extinguished.

Immediately afterward, Xiao Feng did not give up, condensing such a wind energy ball may be quite exhausting for him, but it is not difficult.

He directly unleashed a powerful wind energy ball, overwhelming Roger not far away, intending to use the sea of balls tactics to use the number to drown Roger.

"Insect carving skills."

Roger chuckled.

He increased the intensity of the spatial shock.

Rumble!

Countless wind energy balls were wiped out in an instant, without the power to resist, and in this sunny day, this wind energy ball slowly drifted away like a point of light.

"How can it be so powerful?"

Howling Wind didn't believe that this was a power that belonged to Roger, perhaps, he didn't believe it, but he didn't want to believe it.

"Damn it!"

Warong and the others were dumbfounded by this scene.

They certainly couldn't have failed to recognize Roger's identity.

This point, just the previous speculation of A Fen and others, is enough to verify.

It's just that they never thought that Roger, a superhero, would be so powerful.

To be honest, if this guy Howling Wind is comparable to a god, then this guy Roger is the god of war among gods.

The results are undoubted, how can an ordinary god be an opponent of a god of war who is good at fighting?

Howling Wind is beaten back by Roger, and almost begins to doubt his own life.

To be honest, he had never been so embarrassed in his life, even if he had been sealed by the immortal gods, he believed that he had retained his demonic dignity.

It's just that now, after being sealed by the immortal god for several years, his edges and corners have long been smoothed.

Now that he encounters a strong enemy again, he has lost the courage to face it at all.

"Escape?"

The thought crossed Howling Wind's mind.

"No!"

Xiao Feng seemed to think of something, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

"I still have a chance."

Howling Wind muttered inwardly.

His indifferent eyes glanced at Roger, and Roger, who was in high spirits, frowned slightly, and a small stone hung in his heart.

He saw confidence in Howling Wind's eyes.

This means that Howling Wind still has a back hand.

This means that things are not ending so easily.

"Things have come to this point, what else can he do to turn the tables?"

The thought crossed Roger's mind.

He couldn't figure it out.

However, he didn't bother to figure it out.

He believed that with his strength, he would be able to defeat Howling Wind quickly enough to capture Howling Wind or capture Varon.

That's when the wind really comes in.

Roger knew very well that behind Varon, behind Howling Wind, there was a mastermind behind the scenes.

The identity of the man behind this remains a mystery.

The enemy is in the dark, and the enemy is in the light, which is very bad for Roger and the others.

"Whew-"

Roger suppressed the feeling of slight dizziness, and there was still essence in his eyes.

The continuous spatial concussion was cast, even if he had been promoted to a high-level mage, it was a little unbearable.

After all, the strength of a spell is directly proportional to the consumption of spiritual power or the power of gods and demons.

Spatial concussion can be said to be the most powerful spell that Roger has mastered so far, and even Roger can't keep casting it.

Now he's approaching his limit.

If he really reaches the limit, I'm afraid that Roger will be paralyzed and weak, and his head will be in severe pain.

For Howling Wind, when Roger is over-consumed, the situation will be reversed in an instant.

Of course, Roger couldn't give Howling Wind this chance, so Roger held the Ebony Blade in his hand and began to fight Howling Wind head-on.

Howling Wind was helpless.

He can't beat it from a distance, he can't beat it head-on, and he can't do anything about Roger.

Now, he can only secretly pray that his teammates can come as soon as possible, so that Roger, this guy, can know the real horror of crowd tactics.

Yes.

It's a real crowd tactic.

Don't forget, Howling Wind was sealed in a prison reformatory in Germany, and the inmates in the reformatory were almost all evildoers.

And the bodies of these guys were not found in the ruins of the penitentiary.

What does this mean?

This means that these people have become Howling Wind's companions.

A sneer appeared in Howling Wind.

He had sensed something.

At this time, Roger's face changed, and he also noticed something.

A horde of demons is coming!

"How is this possible?"

Roger narrowed his eyes.

In his senses, not far away, a monstrous demonic aura swept through, and in addition, in this demonic aura, there were also several breaths mixed with it.

These auras are very strong, and they are obviously demons with good abilities, or demon soldiers.

"Where did this large group of demon soldiers come from?"

Roger's mind was full of questions.