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The boundless darkness, the completely upside-down void space, even if Roger spreads his wings, it has always shown a downward trend.

Such an illusion has reached the realm of transformation, and there is no other way unless it is expelled with pure source power.

But Roger knew that if he wanted to exorcise such an illusion, the source power that needed to be consumed must be several times that of the other party.

Judging from the strength of the source power of the white mask, even if he used up all of his source power, it would be difficult to clear this illusion.

All he could do was be as calm as possible.

Since his eyes were useless in the dark, he simply closed his eyes, and since the sense of hearing was wrong in the illusion, he simply turned off his sense of hearing.

But just as he was about to close all the five senses and six senses that were affected, a flash of fire suddenly appeared.

He heard a loud roar, and then a flash of fire appeared in front of him, but then disappeared completely.

"Jessos",

Roger hurriedly opened his eyes, but it was too late, and he noticed that the anomalous white mask had once again modified the illusion.

Roger knew that even if there was any disturbance in the outside world, it would be covered by illusions.

"Peng",

He was shot again, and in this illusion, he couldn't even feel the source power, he couldn't judge the opponent's position, his five senses and six senses were all inaccurate, and he was already very passive.

He could only defend with the cloak on his body, and then take advantage of the moment he was hit to counterattack, and the consequences of this were unpredictable.

Soon, something worse happened, and the source power consumption on his body gradually intensified under the dense entanglement of source power.

"Hmph, although I don't have a way to break your illusion, I can be invincible."

Silver threads are wrapped around the fingertips. Hands pulled and scattered all over the body. However, as soon as the silver thread was scattered, he was shot again, and his fingers did not feel anything abnormal.

How can it be.

Even Roger thought it was incredible, and the touch of his fingers disappeared in an instant.

Is illusion really that scary?

So why is the pain still there? I can clearly feel the pain even if I am not shot in the body, even if I have the defense of the cloak, but that feeling is definitely not wrong.

He didn't fight back, and let the stone spear stab him in the body.

Nine shots in a row, each time with precision in his chest, no exceptions.

"In the end, there are still weaknesses."

Roger's body spun, his cloak lifted, no longer attacking, completely defensive.

White Mask's illusion could indeed change the pain sensation on his body, although he felt the pain nine times in a row, but it didn't mean anything, because it was the number of guns he judged by the pain.

What he felt just now was that dense source power.

That source power was far less powerful than it was at the beginning, and that was his weakness, and the source power consumed by casting this illusion white mask was far greater than his.

"Whoosh",

He counted the seconds in his mind. When he counted to 1,300 seconds, a cold light suddenly appeared in front of him.

The cold glow of the tip of the gun.

"Heh, got it".

The scythe snapped the stabbing stone spear, and the gray-haired man in front of him gradually appeared, and a faint light came from the front.

"Whew",

All the darkness disappeared with a slight sound, along with the dense source power.

The man with the stone spear in his hand couldn't help frowning.

A playing card fell from above and slowly landed on his gun, while a white masked man lay on the ground behind it.

It was the white mask with two more red dots, and he had a playing card stuck in his neck, blood gushing out, and he shivered and pointed behind Roger.

"Casting such an illusion requires all your concentration, and it is most likely to be taken advantage of by enemies who are proficient in illusion, so you are careless."

A familiar voice rang out from behind Roger.

It was familiar, but it was a surprise to Roger.

"Sith, you're going to come to help me",

Roger didn't look back, but the sound was special, he had only heard it a few times on the island of Corloga, but he never forgot it.

The red-haired young man walked out from behind Roger, his delicate face as calm as water.

The man with the stone spear in his hand snorted coldly, pulled back the stone spear, swept back to the golden seat, and then slammed his knees into the high roof with a "Peng".

He just walked away, not glancing at the White Mask and the Man in Black.

The old Bai on the side also concocted the same method and fled quickly.

Roger guessed correctly, he was indeed inside the main hall of the church now, and even though the illusion had been forced to do so, it still seemed dark.

Sith said: "You are not our enemy in the first place, and it is thanks to your father that the Evil Spirit Circus existed independently from the Golden Circus",

"The original mission to Corloga was to find Luo Jue, and when you were injured, because of Bakers's radical thoughts and methods",

"Oh, is it?",

Roger looked around.

The hall was very empty, but it was also very luxurious, and each of the thick pillars was carved with gold dust with various patterns, some of which were written with inscriptions and the creed of the Holy See, and it was here that the Pope and Fatima usually handled the affairs of the Church.

That golden seat is the papal throne.

Looking at his body, there were hundreds of gunshot marks, and the illusion just now was really able to change all feelings, including pain.

There were also quite a few traces of explosions on the ground, and there were also marks of knives on the pillars, not his Death Scythe, but Alice's Gyrop.

They had been helping him, but he didn't feel it at all because of the impact on his senses.

No wonder some people say that illusion can give the most comfortable way to die, but it can also give the most terrifying way to die.

The hall was empty, and Roger searched every room in the hall, but still found no trace of the Pope and Fatima.

But in one room he found something noteworthy.

In the rightmost room on the second floor, there are several sets of clothes that the pope usually wears in the wardrobe, and on the sleeves of the robe Roger sees the gold logo.

To be exact, the logo of the Golden Circus.

This is the Pope's room, and the logo of the Golden Circus is actually embroidered on the Pope's clothes, which is self-evident.

Roger pondered for a while and smiled: "What a surprise, the admired Pope is actually a member of the Golden Circus",

He looked at the Sith on the side and said, "You don't seem to be strange at all",

Sith said: "When you understand the strength of the Golden Circus, you won't feel strange",

"What place do the popes and Fatimas occupy in the circus?"

Sith said: "It has been nearly twenty years since the Circus of Evil Spirits broke away from the Golden Circus, and their news is more secretive than ours",

Roger nodded and asked no more, and as he walked downstairs, he saw several more figures at the entrance of the main hall.

Both Jessos and Alice stood vigilantly in the doorway.

In addition to them, there is a person that Roger is familiar with.

Bakers.

Although he had a bandage on his head, the green and white coat was too conspicuous.

He glanced at Roger with some unpleasantness and snorted, "I know you want to take revenge on me, but now you have other troubles." (To be continued......)