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"The Burial Sect has already suffered heavy losses in the siege of Slok at the beginning, and the battle of Guillotine Valley has even injured its vitality, why, it only took half a year to recover?",

Roger wasn't too worried when he heard that Srock was facing a funeral again, although the headmaster was gone, there were still Lilith and Nan Yurou of Crape Myrtle.

The Funeral Cult has already lost two heavy generals, Mandes and Vlad, and with the current strength of the Burial Cult, even with Liana and Sadia, they can't take Slok.

The scythe in his hand spun and disappeared in the air, he raised his head and took a breath, only to feel refreshed, after breaking through the limit, his five senses and six senses became different, he could clearly feel the air flowing down his throat into his body.

Xia Man said: "This time there is not only the Burial Sect, but also the Death Fighting Tower",

"Death Tower?",

Roger was even more surprised, the Death Fighting Technique Tower was a gathering place for death row prisoners on the mainland, how could it suddenly be mixed with the Burial Sect.

But then I felt relieved, the Burial Sect and the Fighting Technique Tower were already the same dog, and they didn't have to feel strange if they were embarrassed.

Roger sneered: "Although the prisoners in the fighting tower are vicious, they are no match for the Bullock cavalry on the battlefield, and the old lion will give them a good military lesson."

He had seen the charge of the Bullock cavalry with his own eyes, and even the flame prisoners who had no pain and no fear, and the army of flame giants could not resist their charge, and what big waves could those death row prisoners who were mixed together as a rabble set off?

If you talk about fighting alone, those brave and ruthless prisoners may still be a bit threatening, but on the battlefield it is about war and cooperation, and individual courage is useless.

Shaman said: "It's a pity. The old lion in your mouth has been seriously wounded. I can't fight."

"What?",

Roger looked back, and the war seemed to be unexpected at every turn.

Knowing that he would react like this, Xia Man waved his hand and said: "He was injured by a group of guys with white masks, if it weren't for the timely arrival of the master of crape myrtle, I'm afraid he would have died",

She looked at Roger and said, "So, you know, the situation in Slok is not optimistic at all."

White Mask?

God's Left Hand?

Roger couldn't help but make waves in his heart, how could the White Mask appear in Sloch, and why did he suddenly attack the Bullock family?

After a long time, he shook his head, there were too few clues, and if he wanted to know the truth, he could only go to Slok in person.

"Hate, don't throw me anymore, I won't play with you anymore",

Suddenly, Angel's voice came from ahead.

Roger looked up and saw Angel with her hands on her head, black and white covered with mud. And in the quagmire ahead, your little witch laughed wildly, pinched out pieces of mud and threw them at her.

Although she was scared to death when she caught the snake, she seemed to be very good at bullying angels.

Roger flashed up behind her back and grabbed her ears.

"Ahh Brother Roger, Pain Pain",

Roger let go of his hand and smiled: "The ability is not small, even the Protoss you dare to bully",

The little witch quickly dodged and pinched her waist and said, "If you have the ability, don't help her",

She looked Roger up and down and said, "Hey, where did this robe come from? Did Master give it to you? Why is it better than mine?",

"Fool, this is the Cloak of Death", Roger turned his head and said, "Miss Shaman, tell Shapery on my behalf that it is time for me to go to the aid of Slok",

Shaman nodded, she knew that the witches in the Society must have taken a lot of effort, after all, they had brought in the terrible Grim Reaper.

"Angel, spread your wings, it's time for the angel to come again",

The black wings of light behind him suddenly opened, and the wind howled, and after breaking through the limit, his wings of light were nearly two meters long.

"Brother Roger, you've become a birdman," the little witch was surprised.

Roger, who had just flown up, almost fell from the sky with a heel.

"Bastard, I'll clean you up when I get back",

He took Angel's hand, the wings of light behind him flapped, and a strong wind rolled up in the air, and he turned into a black light and disappeared into the air in the blink of an eye.

The little witch below was caught off guard and staggered, raised her head and looked at the sky blankly and said, "That wing is real?",

Without stopping for a moment, Roger opened his black light wings for a hundred miles, the scenery below was constantly changing, his speed made Angel a little unable to open her eyes, and the distance from Hongyan Island to the Shatong Trail had been reached in a moment.

From afar, Sister Luo saw Slok once again approaching the city, and the army of flame prisoners and death row prisoners of the Fighting Tower stormed the city gate again and again.

And Slok's flames lit one after another, and his heart suddenly tightened, could it be that Slok had been broken?

"Whoosh",

Just when he was about to speed up, several slender white threads below suddenly wrapped around his arm, he frowned, and was about to pull out the golden knife to cut off the white silk, but the white silk suddenly exerted force.

An incomparably powerful pull came from below, and Roger, who was struggling to focus in the air, suddenly fell down involuntarily.

"Hahaha, boy, come down",

An old but neutral voice came into his ears from below, and the pull on him was even greater, and Angel fell with him with a cry of surprise.

But then the light wings behind Roger were extended again, this time directly to three meters, and the momentum of his fall suddenly stopped, and he pulled the white silk wrapped around his wrist with his backhand.

Looking down, the narrow sand tung path was already covered with slender spider webs at this time, and this spider web was three times thicker than ordinary cobwebs, covering the already narrow sand tung path tightly in layers.

A thin white-haired old man like ribs was sticking to the middle of the net at this time, looking up at Roger and Angel in the air.

The skin on his face was wrinkled and spotted, and it looked terrifying at first glance, especially when he grinned like a demon from hell.

Roger pulled the spider silk in his hand and smiled: "I've only been away for a few months, and there are so many more masters on the mainland, old man, report your name."

The sticky and tough spider silk in his hand came from the old man's mouth, and his two arms were dry and slender, and his back was high with bone spurs.

He used to stick to the cobwebs behind his back, but now he has changed to a lying position, and the webs are densely crawled with spiders.

Those palm-sized mutant spiders made people's scalps tingle at the first sight, and Angel had closed her eyes in fright.

He already looked like a spider.

"Boy, have you heard of Old Man Spider's murderous name?", the thin old man cracked his mouth and smiled fiercely.

Roger was disgusted when he saw this smile, the sides of his lips were actually cracked, and this smile even showed the yellow teeth on both sides.

And at the same time, he remembered the name Spider-Old Man. (To be continued......)