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The young Rog pushed open the wooden door and said to the people in the wooden house with difficulty.

"What?"

"It's Senior, he's on the streets of the pro camp..."

"How can there be so many changes, Senior, I think it's a professional from Westmar."

"Shhh

The noisy sound continued, and Hades, who was in the crowd, had a gloomy face, and he stood up suddenly, his heavy momentum spread, and the voices of the professionals suddenly disappeared a lot.

"I'll go."

Nodding slightly at the calm Akara, Hades glanced at the fearful professionals and strode out of the cabin.

"I, I'll go with me."

Rog pushed the door in with a look of fear on his face, and closed the wooden door under the compelling gaze of the professionals around him.

"Lord Araka."

A paladin sighed and stood up, "Let's continue with the conversation. ”

Everyone's faces were condensed, the topic just now was not a polite topic, the Rog camp was in a turbulent period, and some professionals had already proposed to leave the Rog camp. On top of that, the rest of the professions want to find better resources from Akara and threaten them to leave as well.

"Camp Rog needs strength, and these are extraordinary times."

The two barbarians glanced at each other and said in an exclamatory tone, "If it weren't for the fact that many heroic professionals had left, the team that explored the Stone Wilderness had been defeated, and even the people with Hove had pointed their swords at their own, it would not have been our turn to go to the front. ”

"Didn't you think of restraint?"

A certain Lv14 mage sneered, apparently forced to composure, but his palms were slightly sweaty.

Hearing her speak, these greedy professionals suddenly cast a slightly cold gaze, which made her feel a little weak.

"What, am I wrong?"

Trying to hide her fear with anger, the female mage who had been blessed by Akara snorted coldly and tried to stand up.

But Akara waved her hand to stop the female mage's actions, her expression was as calm as ever, her eyes were like deep pools, and there were slight ripples in the shadow of the purple canopy, "You can make all kinds of requests to win a chance for the victory of Rog's camp... The Book of Angels will open in the near future, which is also the meaning of the High Heavens." ”

Her voice was steady, "But before you can do that, you'll need to complete the mission as a test of your resources. ”

"We're not willing to bargain."

As soon as they heard the word test, the faces of some professionals changed, and their faces immediately turned unpleasant, and in their opinion, Akara's actions were undoubtedly playing tricks on them.

If they hadn't told the mysterious nun some cruel words because of some fear, they had now completely thrown off the shackles in their hearts.

If Akara really had been a powerful and transcendent being, Camp Rog would not have fallen to such a point, being torn apart by these greedy professionals.

"Lord Araka, I'm interested in the pendant you made."

"Give us some special assignments of Rog, there is only one attendant, and it is not easy to use a lot of the time."

"Don't mess with those useless things, just hand over the Angel's Record."

The paladins and barbarians approached Acala with unkind faces and obvious intentions, and at this moment, even the neutral professionals who had previously remained calm changed their faces, and this behavior was too unusual to imagine if they were instructed to do so.

"Yes, what you see is your pursuit."

Akara nodded slightly, and reached out in the surprised gaze of these professionals, and a pale crystal ball lay quietly in the palm of his hand.

"Hove will have someone to deal with, and have summoned you here to see if you choose to follow him down the old path and remain obsessed, or if you are willing to listen to the teachings."

Her voice gradually turned cold, "It's been a long time, and the name of the blind eye has faded with history. ”

A chill crept up from the soles of their feet, and the faces of these professionals changed, and they drew their weapons neatly and decisively, and there was a tendency to chaos in battle.

"Lord Akara, do you remember the Church of Roso?"

An elegant voice passed through the crowd and walked out from behind these professionals, the handsome and young silver-haired paladin smiled, "Although the Rosuo Church lost a lot of people in the last outbreak of the plague, the Bishop and some priests still moved to the other side of the professional camp, I think you should take their opinions into account. ”

"As you can see, I can tell you bluntly, including me, that these professionals are all believers in the Church of Roso."

The silver-haired paladin's smile remained unchanged, "If you really didn't care, you wouldn't have let us live in the pro camp in the first place, would you?" There is a very classic saying in the East, any strong dynasty will turn from prosperity to decline, this is an inevitable choice, I think you are the same... It's time for Camp Rog to choose the faith of Roso. ”

The people of the Church of Luosuo are lurking in the Rog camp and have always been eyeing the authority of the Rog camp, and this moment is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and they naturally do not want to miss it.

"Don't you understand me?"

The silver-haired paladin was stunned for a moment, and for the first time he felt a faint gaze cast from under the shadow of the purple cloak, landing on the armor on his shoulder, as if a bird fluttered its wings and fell, clutching his shoulder.

She has already given these professionals a chance.

Dazzling purple light bloomed from the fingertips, a touch of rose-like bright red, blooming from the heart of the crystal ball in the amazed eyes of everyone.

・・・

"You're dreaming!"

Amber gritted her teeth and bred her spirits to break free from the grip of the mysterious voice.

She didn't want to be a puppet, as the princess of Westmar, she had too many ambitions that she hadn't had time to achieve, and even if she fell into the clutches of a high-level life one day, she would have to do so after these regrets were completely gone.

The strong are always so fastidious.

Boom Boom! The countless light bullets that shook the grass on Amber's heels knocked her out, and the white robe was hooked by the stones on the ground, and it was torn apart in an instant, and the whole person was embarrassed.

"What are you thinking? Or do you really want to die here?"

The mysterious voice finally revealed a little impatience, and an irresistible feeling of weakness welled up in his heart, "I won't bury you, idiot."

The monstrous power was like a flood beast, breaking out of the void in an instant, frantically pouring into her body, echoing with a certain existence.

The blue-amber eyes that had faded from pale gold suddenly shrank into vertical dark golden pupils, and the powerful aura continued to be revealed.