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The terrible conspiracy, the chilling truth, the chill in everyone's hearts. ¤，

But they have not lost the ability to think because of this, and there are still many doubts about this matter.

"The creatures of hell can't get out at all, so how can they spread rumors to the outside world? It's all just your speculation," said the white-clothed warbler.

Roger said: "It's true that most of it is speculation, but when all the coincidences tend to be reasonable, speculation is very close to the truth, not all the creatures in hell are trapped and died in hell, at least, the burial cult has grown in the mainland ten years ago, and all their members are from hell",

"And, as far as I know, at least two people can go in and out of Hell, and with their abilities they may not be able to open the temple, but it is more than enough to spread rumors",

He thought of Ji Wei and Ji Lan.

Whether it is identity or motive, how consistent these two people are, the identity of the Nine Brains, let the army of hell attack the continent.

Ji Wei is able to control baby monsters and pigmen, and her position is already clear.

Spencer said: "Maybe the rumors can deceive us, but if you want to deceive Luo Jue and Mr. Dante, is it possible?"

Like Roger, he thought of the possibility of a conspiracy, but always found it hard to believe.

Roger smiled: "This may be the difference between you and Luo Jue and Dante, may I ask, is Dante and Luo Jue's attitude towards the temple really the same as yours?"

Several people couldn't help frowning.

It seems to be the same, but it seems to be different, and in the end, they can't figure out this person at all.

"Luo Jue didn't show any respect for the Protoss martial arts from beginning to end. The desire for magic. But he believed that there were many possibilities for finding life in hell. It turns out that he was not wrong",

He should have known about the existence of hell a long time ago, otherwise how could he take precautions to send the only god Angel to the Severed Head Valley, and how could he create a clown similar to the white fat man and the baby monster?

Now that I think about it, I know how profound Luo Jue is.

"Mr. Dante has ceased to be attached to the temple since his adventure with the headmaster Mia ten years ago, and has instead opened it in the temple. The fact that the baby monster was born and you fled the dark abyss and risked his life to go to hell seems to have said something about the travelers".

The white-clothed warbler snorted coldly: "Since the two of them know that the matter is so serious, why don't they tell us?"

Roger gave them a slightly meaningful look.

"Did they really not tell you? As far as I know, in Monsieur Dante's poetry collection The Divine Comedy there is a Hell section, which is short but contains key information",

Spencer and the others were shocked.

Roger said, "He said it. You don't take it seriously, after all. Compared to the protoss martial arts, spells, and eternal techniques of life, who would want to believe in the so-called hell?",

Speechless, silent.

In Roger's words, Dante did tell them about hell, and that was a long time ago, but no one believed it, and over time he stopped talking about it, and even lived a secluded life, and rumors about the temple grew.

As Roger said, all coincidences tend to be plausible, all clues become coherent, and the truth becomes clear.

"Oh, are we going to face such a terrible opponent? Roger, you are clearly sending us to death",

What kind of terrible scheming can play with so many super strong people in applause?

Roger sneered: "Since you know that he is terrible, why don't you raise your spirit and fight with him? Even if you successfully get rid of the rock demon before we enter, and when you go to the west, when the seven layers of hell appear on the continent one day, he wants to kill you, can you escape?",

Spencer clenched his fists, his lips twitching slightly.

Now it's really a dilemma, and I can't see any life.

Roger glanced at the white-clothed warbler and the red-clothed kite and smiled: "However, there is another 'good news' for you, according to the astrologer Sharman, there may be a person in hell who is worth your expectation."

"Blood Puppeteer, the originator of the Puppeteer, an old monster who has lived for more than 500 years",

As soon as these words came out, it was another shock, and the faces of the warbler and the kite, who had just eased up, turned pale again.

Everyone knows the horror of puppeteers, none of the few known puppeteers are simple, and what kind of terrifying figure is the originator of the puppeteer who has lived for 500 years?

But the white-clothed warbler and the kite quickly calmed down the surprise in their hearts, and the warbler sneered: "The ancestor of the puppet master who has lived for five hundred years, heh, I really want to see and see",

Kite pinched her hair and smiled: "I also want to see it, if he is stronger than Luo Jue, I will be very happy?",

Luo Jue seems to have become a benchmark in the puppeteer's heart.

Roger smiled quietly, it was good to stir up the fighting spirit in their hearts.

He walked slowly towards the black gate, and the source power in his body quietly gathered.

But then he frowned and stopped, looking down at his body suspiciously, and the soul of death in his body seemed to have awakened.

"Are you awake?",

"I am awake",

Silently, the shadow of the Grim Reaper appeared outside Roger's body, and from a distance, the phantom of the Grim Reaper shrouded Roger's body.

The Sith and the others couldn't help but look sideways.

Is this the true body of the Grim Reaper? Although he can drain all his breath, there is a great pressure just to see this phantom.

A faint aura of death spread, the phantom of the god of death stretched out his palm, and the statue of the god of death in front of him suddenly rose with a black aura, converging on the stone statue into the phantom of the second god of death.

Roger couldn't help but say, "That's your soul",

The phantom on the stone statue quickly merged into the phantom of the god of death outside Roger's body, and Roger could clearly feel that the power of the god of death was increasing, and the divine power was quickly replenished.

The phantom of the Grim Reaper also became full and dignified.

"Twelve Divine Souls, Eternal Town Ghosts",

"Now that the gates of hell have been opened, the soul should be taken back," Death's voice was a little ethereal in Roger's ears.

Roger said, "Will you still fall asleep?",

The Phantom of Death seemed to nod.

"Soon, I will sleep forever, my soul will merge with you, you will become a true Grim Reaper, and at that time, my memory, my power, and the seal of death will all belong to you",

The fused phantom fused into Roger's body again, and Roger's brow frowned inadvertently.

His strength had increased a lot since the Grim Reaper had entered his body, but listening to his words, he didn't seem to think so.

The Grim Reaper seems to have more power waiting for him to absorb.

Also, his memory, maybe only then can he truly understand the intricate history between gods and demons, and hell.

"We enter",

He didn't finish, and quickly took two steps back to look under the black door.

There was no object, but two black shadows had spread out of the door. (To be continued......)