The sea of consciousness has long since regained its tranquility, and this time it has lasted longer than ever.

At this moment, the sea of consciousness is no longer the simmering tension of the past, but replaced by an indescribably subtle atmosphere. It seems to be a little embarrassed, and it seems to be a little flustered.

Fengyue and Wella were far away in the air, but their eyes were subconsciously avoiding each other. Wella didn't take advantage of Fengyue's feelings to put her to death as she once swore to, and Fengyue didn't seem to have any intention of taking revenge on Wella's frame-up.

In the sea of consciousness, there was only silence, and the golden surface of the lake that fluctuated slightly.

But they all stood high in the void, as if they wanted to get as far away as possible from the beautiful lake.

Time passed silently. Finally, Fengyue broke the silence in a rare way.

"Wella, you...... What nonsense. ”

In normal times, Wella would not have dared to believe her ears. But now, she seemed to be much more sluggish, and only answered faintly.

Fengyue sighed faintly and said in a low voice, "Wella, isn't there any other solution between us than fighting for the origin of the gods?"

Wella looked at the void in the distance and said faintly, "Method...... Actually, there are still some of them. For example, with our current strength, we can easily recreate a body in this forsaken land. Of course, it is almost impossible to be as perfect as this body. But your body is not completely without weaknesses. For example...... here"

The temperature of the Sea of Consciousness dropped suddenly, and Feng Yue had already clenched her right fist and shouted, "Wella!"

Wella smiled lightly and said, "Okay! I'll never mention this again." The other way is to come. Fengyue, you don't understand the nature of the Forsaken Land, we can't stay here for long. But...... It's so hard to find the perfect body in that world. I don't think you're going to go anywhere else. ”

"What about the current body?"

Wella hesitated for a moment before saying, "Originally...... If I destroy you and absorb all your power, then my power will be enough. That's when I can start researching how I can get this body out of the forsaken land and back into that world. But now...... Alas, you can only choose to come like me. ”

Feng Yue was a little puzzled: "The world of death has existed for an infinite time, and most of the kings have survived for more than a thousand years. And now that we have the coordinates of that world, we can come and go as we please. Why did it have to come?"

Wella wanted to speak and stopped, but finally just sighed lightly and said, "Fengyue, you don't understand. In short, if there is a chance to come, even if the body is not so perfect, we should give up this body and choose to come. After the advent, if the strength grows strong enough, we can also choose a more perfect body. Fengyue, your will is strong enough that you will not be bound by your new body and soul. ”

"Really?" replied Fengyue almost inaudibly. She suddenly stretched out her hand, and a golden light was dancing and flickering in her palm.

"Origin of God?Fengyue, you ......" Weina was puzzled, not knowing what Fengyue wanted to do.

"Here you go. ”

"But......" Wella was also stunned by the sudden change. But no matter what Fengyue's motives are, if he takes back control of the origin of the gods, then he will have absolute dominance in the future. Maybe Fengyue was so affected that she was a little confused, right? No matter what, she didn't want to let go of this opportunity.

Wella flew forward, wanting to retrieve the origin of the gods.

Fengyue suddenly stretched out her left hand and took Weina's hand, this was the first time they had contact outside of the battle.

The sea of consciousness suddenly trembled slightly.

Feng Yue slowly put the Divine Origin in his right hand into Wella's palm. Wella only felt unspeakably strange, she stared at all this blankly, and her consciousness was a little dull.

There seemed to be something beyond her comprehension, though, she was an angel of light with invincible fighting instincts.

The Origin of God suddenly emitted a dazzling bright light!

Wella only felt an unrivaled force hit her. Her body involuntarily flew higher and farther in the void.

Wei Na reluctantly looked down, and saw that Feng Yue's pure silver eyes were also looking at her.

"Fengyue! you lied to me......" Halfway through the sentence, Wella sighed. Between her and Fengyue, it was originally a life-and-death battle. Speaking of deception, did she deceive Fengyue less?

The sky of the world of the dead was suddenly dyed with a touch of gold.

A golden light suddenly flew out of Fengyue's body that had been standing still for a long time, and a faint figure could be faintly seen in the light.

Fengyue suddenly moved! The space around her fluctuated, and it looked like it was about to cross into the air.

A spiritual wave crossed the air. Wella shouted angrily, "Fengyue!

The golden figure bloomed into a large cloud of mist, and Feng Yue's body suddenly froze! All the gold patterns on the Demon Lotus Battle Armor lit up with the movements of the golden figure. At the same time, the cyan streaks lit up. In the place where the two-color stripes intersected, the demon lotus burst into large clusters of flames.

The entire demon lotus was shaking and trembling. Fengyue had done her best, but she still couldn't step into the spatial passage that had been opened. Even her body is being pulled back by Wella little by little.

Feng Yue suddenly let out a clear sigh, and the Demon Lotus Battle Armor suddenly dispersed! Wei Na was caught off guard, and could only watch with hatred as the delicate figure in a gray robe disappeared into the spatial passage.

The blue lines on the demon lotus armor leaves all lost their vitality. All the armor leaves flew around the golden figure and reassembled into a complete battle armor, wrapping the golden figure.

The eyes on the demon's mask lit up. Wei Na looked at the space ripples that were gradually disappearing, and said coldly: "I'll see how long you can support over there!"

But the anger in her heart really couldn't be vented. As soon as Werna reached out and grabbed it, the Hellthunder Gun appeared in her hand.

Wella slowly swung the Hellthunder Gun, bringing out bands of bright blue light. The light couldn't help but tremble, making a faint pleasant sound. However, with each additional band of light, the sound became a little louder, as if one more person joined the chorus.

A moment later, there were hundreds of light blue bands of light crisscrossing around Wella!

The world of death was silent for a moment, and then the unprecedented hymn suddenly sounded, running through the heavens and the earth!

Almost as far as Wella could see, all the undead groaned, wailed, and screamed in despair under the chant. The mighty undead burrowed out of the ground and fled desperately into the distance, while the weaker ones were directly destroyed into ashes by the sound of the hymn! The hymn seemed to be pervasive, whether it was the thick soil or the majestic mountains, it could only slightly weaken the power of the chant.

Even those undead creatures hiding under the soil were not spared, and in the surging chant, green smoke kept rising, and they were slowly dismembered and catalyzed. In the earth, only a handful of powerful undead creatures were able to burrow deep enough to survive the unprecedented sound of the chant.

I don't know how long it took for the hymn to fade away.

Wella raised her eyes to look at the dead world, which had been much 'cleaner', and finally felt a little evil in her heart.

But in the distance, a figure was flying towards Wela with difficulty.

Wella was stunned, could it be that there was an undead creature in this forsaken land that dared to challenge her? If there was such a creature, then its stupidity must be as rare as its courage.

The undead creature had obviously suffered a heavy setback from the chant just now, and it was very difficult to fly up and down. However, to survive under Wella, it can already be considered a very powerful undead creature.

Far away, Wella recognized the familiar blue and black color. Could it be that this skull-dragon is here to avenge its master?

Wella felt really incomprehensible, for a bone dragon who didn't even have the strength of the Abandoned Lands King, her casual shout could shake it away. What's more, in Wella's impression, this skull dragon has always been extremely timid, how could he suddenly dare to challenge her?

Gregory flapped his four tattered wings behind him as he struggled to fly towards the majestic and beautiful figure in the distant air. In the past hymn catastrophe, its body has been severely damaged, and now it has to rely on the flapping of its four wings behind it to barely maintain its flying state. In normal times, these four thin wings are just tools for balancing and controlling direction.

With the soul contract, the bone dragon already knew that the master had temporarily expelled Wella from his body and fled to that world. It also knew that under the protection of the Demon Lotus, not only would Wella not be destroyed, but she would still be an invincible existence in the world of death.

But the bone dragon still flew resolutely towards Wella.

It has been waiting for this day for a long time.

It has no choice.

Wella waited patiently until the bone dragon struggled to fly less than a hundred meters away from her. Then, she flicked the handle of the Prison Thunder Gun with her index finger.

When this soft click reached the bone dragon, Gregory suddenly lost all his strength and fell headlong to the ground.

Gregory's huge body smashed a large crater into the ground, stirring up smoke and dust in the sky. Its body could not withstand such a strong impact, and the bones were scattered and cracks appeared in the main bones. It rolled over with difficulty, looked up, and looked at Wella, who was staring in front of it.

"Are you here to avenge Fengyue?" said Wella coldly.

She had a deep dislike for all bone dragons, and it was only because she wanted to know why this bone dragon had such a bizarre behavior that she forcibly endured it, and did not directly burn Gregory into nothingness with celestial flames.

"It's not. "This time the bone dragon is very concise.

"Then why don't you run away, but come back to die?" Wella's fingers caressed the shaft of the Prison Thunder Gun.

The bone dragon struggled to raise his head and said solemnly, "Because I want to follow Master Wella." ”

"What?" Wella was taken aback. In fact, there was no second answer that would surprise her more than this one.

She was stunned for a moment, looking at the bone dragon standing tall, and instinctive disgust and hatred gradually welled up in her heart.

Wella said coldly, "Since you know where I came from, you should know how I would treat a dark and filthy creature like you. Don't you see the fate of the incompromised rotten dragon, and you have a rare wisdom and courage to face me, which is so rare that I can let you choose a way to destroy. Do you want to be liberated from the flames of the heavenly realm, or do you want to fall into darkness forever with the companionship of the chant?"

"Wella Master ......"

"Don't call me that!" Wella shouted angrily, "A bone dragon actually wants to worship an angel of light from the heavenly realm as its master?I've never heard of such a thing!" Speaking of which, even Wella herself felt a little incredible.

Wella knows that the wisdom of the undead has always been proportional to their strength. Although Gregory is considered powerful in this world, as a bone dragon, the starting point of its strength is high. Most of the bone dragons whose strength is at its level can only have simple wisdom. The skull dragon in front of her now is either amazingly single-minded, or extremely intelligent. However, as a bone dragon with little strength, no matter how high its intelligence is, it is limited.

The bone dragon said solemnly: "Master Weina, I was a demon dragon in my previous life, and now I am a bone dragon, no matter which one I have, in your eyes, I am a dark and humble existence, but I still have a noble soul!"

"What?" Wella couldn't hold back any longer, and her crisp laughter resounded throughout the world of death.

The bone dragon looked directly at Wella, and said without flinching: "Master Wella, there is nothing funny about this. No matter what you think of me, I have at least one virtue, and that is loyalty. The Most High God has said, This is ...... This is...... It's an important quality anyway. ”

Wella put away her smile, and she remembered that when she fought Fengyue to the death in the Sea of Consciousness, it was this weak bone dragon that rushed towards the Abyss Dragon desperately. Although it played a negligible role in the battle, the bone dragon was right, at least it had loyalty.

Wella sighed lightly and whispered, "God has said that loyalty alone is enough to constitute a reason for the salvation of a soul. ”

The bone dragon didn't seem to hear what she was saying, but continued, "If you can't agree with me, then I'll wait for your decision. No matter how it ends, I will not resist or regret it. You have my unfathomable power and perceptive wisdom, and I am confident that you will give me a just verdict. ”

Wella snorted and said coldly, "Do you think you can escape from me by patting your ass?"

The bone dragon said awe-inspiringly: "Master Weina, it would be unfair for you to say this! Although my wisdom is limited, I can still distinguish between truth and flattery. I was in no way sycophant just now, in fact, you can't deny my words. Isn't it?"

Wella was a little speechless for a moment. Her strength is certainly beyond the comprehension of the bone dragon, and her wisdom is beyond what this world can hold.

Wella finally smiled, and she asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Gregory, Master Wella. The bone dragon apparently didn't think it was an insult for Wella to not remember its name.

"Well, Gregory, what are you following me for?

"For salvation. ”

"Redemption?" Wella was taken aback again, and she began to sense that the skulldragon was something different.

"Yes, salvation. The bone dragon said solemnly: "Under the trick of fate, I have become a demon dragon and a bone dragon successively, but my soul is suffering all the time! I am powerless to get rid of fate, but you can." With your infinite strength, wisdom and beauty, I will surely be freed from the river of fate. ”

Wella laughed and said, "What does salvation have to do with appearance?"

She looked the bone dragon up and down. Gregory tried his best to resist the thought of running away from madness, and remained motionless, allowing her golden gaze to pass through her soul like flowing water.

"Gregory...... "Wella muttered, "creation is not my forte. If you don't try too much, you'll have a chance of success. Do you want to be a divine dragon?"

Gregory was shocked in his heart, he had no idea that Wella was really going to transform it and give it 'salvation'. In the field of creation, Wella is far worse than Fengyue. Even Fengyue could only strengthen the bone dragon little by little, and Wei Na actually wanted to do it in one step and directly transform the bone dragon into a divine dragon! Whether it could succeed or not, at least Gregory knew that he must have suffered a lot in the process.

Wella asked again, and Gregory gritted his teeth, and finally said, "I do!"

Moments later, in the skies of the world of the dead, the bone dragon and its new owner were speeding away.

"Gregory......" Wella called suddenly.

"Master Wella, what do you command?"

Wella chuckled, "I wanted to capture you and slowly destroy you, but I didn't expect you to come to me by yourself." ”

Gregory replied, "With your invincible beauty, wisdom, and strength, wherever I hide, I will be caught by you at once." ”

After carefully considering the order of the words, Gregory decisively decided to put beauty at the top. It knew that this was a critical juncture, and that the slightest mistake could bring ruin to it.

Wella laughed, "You're a clever bone dragon, and you're very brave. ”

The bone dragon immediately said modestly: "I'm just a very stupid bone dragon, compared to you......"

Wella interrupted it, "No, Gregory, you're smart, in fact, I've never seen a bone dragon smarter than you. You acted so well just now that even I lied to you. ”

The bone dragon fell headlong suddenly......

From afar, the light of the Oracle City has been changing for days, sometimes turquoise, sometimes revealing some eerie blue.

At this moment, Rog was standing in the Amoro Prison Hall, staring at the huge and wriggling ball of thorns in front of him, carefully observing Amoro's state.

The tenacity of Amoro's life surprised Rogge and the others. It had breached the prison several times over the past few days, but with the presence of Rog, Theseus, and the Reaper, how could it have escaped from exhaustion? Rogge viciously doubled the power of the power-draining magic array until it howled.

In addition to providing magic to the City of Oracles, Amoro's formidable regenerative abilities are a great place to experiment with magic. Rogge has been experimenting with various combinations of magic on it day and night for the past few days, meditating on the spot as soon as the magic power is exhausted. The only pity is that Floya's magic recovery potion is too precious, and there are not a few bottles left in total, these are all things that the little goblin wants to use to save his life, otherwise Rogge really wants to drink it directly to replenish his magic power.

Amoro's ability to regenerate is so strong that after cutting a small piece of meat, the small piece of meat will grow endlessly until it dies completely after a few days. It wasn't until this moment that Rogge really felt the lack of magic and alchemist talent at hand. After all, Floya is still young, and it is impossible to understand everything. Rog was determined to know where Amoro's regeneration ability came from, so he sent all the elven mages to study it. Ignoring Amoro's roars and threats, he cut off a large piece of flesh, cut it into dozens of smaller pieces, and handed it over to the magic and alchemy laboratory. This process is repeated every few days.

The study of magic or alchemy is a long and arduous process, and the study of the talents of Warcraft is a notoriously difficult field. Since ancient times, the greatest achievement of Warcraft research has been an encyclopedia of Warcraft classification, which details the classification, power, stunts, and most importantly, the use of various parts of Warcraft's body. This encyclopedia is the result of a number of great magicians, adventurers, and alchemists, and it is obvious that the above lists are ordinary magical beasts, and the truly valuable information is recorded in the private notes of these people, which will never be shown to others, and even their own disciples often choose to teach them.

The study of the physical abilities of ectopic creatures, such as Amoro's regenerative ability, is even more difficult. Rogge is just lucky, it's normal that he can't study it, and it's luck that he can't study it. Using it to test magic is the fat man's business. Since the most critical moment of that day, after Fengyue reappeared in front of him, his heart has been much more settled. Although with the help of Fengyue, it still can't be said to be a victory over Cloud Night City, after all, no one has really seen the strength of Sky Fury, but at least in the fat man's lair, he is not afraid of those druids at all.

But the adventure of Amoro's Hades once again stimulated the fat man's nerves. A warrior can be re-recruited when he is dead, and his subordinates can be re-trained when they die, but what if he dies? Who can guarantee that no enemy will know the way to destroy the fat man's soul? At least any cardinal in the Church of Light can purify his soul.

And then there's that amazing glimpse......

He really couldn't tell how he felt at the time, but there was a little bit that the fat man understood very well. With Fengyue's surname, she is not strong enough for a day, and she doesn't want to take off her mask completely for a day to see what is behind it.

After frantically experimenting with magic in the City of Oracle for more than ten days, Rogge had to turn back to the affairs of the principality. This is the foundation of all his inheritance, and it cannot be neglected. After carefully sorting out the affairs of the principality, Rogge decided to meet Frey first. In addition to his special hobbies, this son of the wrath of the sky is very rare in terms of personal strength and talent. The territory of the former Principality of the Snow Falcon was in order under his rule, and even the Latvian rebels could not infiltrate it. Now that the fat man is at all-out war with the City of Night, it's important to figure out what Frey thinks.

Rog decided to take Floya with him, and go back quickly. With the strength of the two of them, even if Fei Lei has any different intentions, it is enough to take care of him.

When he entered Floya's room, he saw the leprechaun coming and going through a spatial door in the middle of the room, busy with it. Rogge frowned, and said slightly angrily, "What are you doing?"

Floya carefully placed several bottles of magic potions of various colors on the ground, wiped the fine beads of sweat from her forehead, and said with a smile: "I have a lot of things in it, and now it's time to tidy it up." ”

Rog looked at the gate of Paradise Lost and sighed, "What is so important that it must be used? Didn't I tell you that Paradise Lost must never be used again?"

Floya came to Rogge and smiled, "Why do you care about me so much? Why, fall in love with me?"

Rogge snorted, ignoring her teasing, and just said, "What else do you have to move?" I'll work with you, take out all the things you want to use, and after this time, you must not use Paradise Lost again!"

Floya snorted and said, "Why can't you use it? I used to use a lot of it anyway." I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

Rogge grabbed the little goblin and said angrily: "You know much more than me about the curse that comes with merging with the artifact! The huge magic power and many powerful functions that are instantly enhanced are not without a price, and the price is very heavy!"

Floya was silent for a moment, and said softly, "It's nothing more than the slow growth of magic power, and ...... And you can't have children! It's not a big deal. ”

Rogge looked hatefully at the goblin who was being picked up in the air. It's just that Floya is hardly shorter than him, and the fat man has to carry her collar and lift it up to get the little goblin's feet off the ground. In this way, no matter how angry he is, his majesty is limited.

The fat man said angrily: "Don't try to lie to me! Every time Paradise Lost is activated, it is at the cost of your future life force, and the life force absorbed each time is different. If you're lucky, maybe the next time you activate Paradise Lost, you'll be doomed!"

Floya chuckled and said, "How do you know?"

Rog snorted, threw Floya on the ground, and said, "All in all, you can't use it again after Paradise Lost." As for how I know, you don't have to know. ”

"Stingy!" the little goblin said angrily, her eyes rolled, and she added: "There is a proverb that says that when your enemy is about to die, fulfill his last wish." But why did you never answer their questions before you killed someone?"

The fat man said: "It is possible for a soul with too much resentment to be reincarnated, and there is also a chance to be reincarnated with memories. So it's better to let them die a foolish death. Besides, there is an old saying in the East that in a long night, too many unexpected things happen. So if you can slaughter it, you can do it, so as not to cause accidents, what are you talking nonsense with them?"

"So, if you don't tell me how you know the secret of Paradise Lost, you think I'm an enemy?"

Rogge still ignored Floya's question, and just said, "Do you know how much time you have now?"

Floya's green eyes darkened, and her tone was still light: "I don't know." Maybe ten or twenty years, whatever, anyway, the advantage of merging with Paradise Lost is that you will be young forever, and you will not suddenly grow old until the day you are dying. ”

She smiled lightly and said, "At that time, I will hide alone, so that you will not see me so ugly." ”

By this time, Rog had gone in and out, and had already moved all of Floya's belongings out and piled them up all over the room. The fat man has infinite strength, and every time he comes out, in addition to holding a large box of things in his hand, there are countless bits and pieces floating around him. Whatever it was, he threw it on the ground.

"Alright!" the fat man clapped his hands and said, "Put away Paradise Lost, and don't use it again." We'll wait until we find a way to lift the curse. ”

The goblin stretched out his arms and wrapped himself around Rog from behind, chuckling in his ear, "It's useless to seduce me in such a clichéd way. ”

"What's going to be done?"

"If I don't tell you, I'll make you confused. ”

Rogge snorted, twisted his backhand on the goblin's ass like lightning, and said, "Hmph! I still need to seduce you? I want to use it directly, can you resist?"

With that, the fat man walked away. Furoya gritted her teeth with hatred and scolded: "Dead fatty, don't you know anything else except Shang Chuang?"

In the afternoon, a huge griffin landed in the square of the City of Oracles. This griffin is much larger than the usual griffon, and although its attack power is not strong, it is not very qualified as an attack beast, but its strength is much greater, and it is suitable for long-distance loads. This is one of the few recent achievements of the oracle. However, the elf in charge of cultivating the griffin himself could not tell whether the big creature was the product of magic or just an accident.

The fat man and Floya climbed onto the griffin and flew away. According to the elves, this griffin can fly more than 100 kilometers with two people before they need to rest. But after only flying more than 60 kilometers, it could no longer support it and had to fall to rest. The little goblin just covered his mouth and chuckled, laughing so hard that the fat man was annoyed and angry, and punished her severely.

What would normally take five days to reach was only one day this time.

Rog commanded the griffons to land directly in Frey's Lord's Mansion. He didn't want to give Frey any time or opportunity to set up.

The guards thought it was an invasion of foreign enemies, and they all surrounded them, and when they saw that it was Rogge, they began to salute in a panic. Rog stopped the guards who wanted to inform Frey and went straight to Frey's residence.

At the door of Frey's office, Rog bumped into the druid who opened the door. He had apparently heard the tickling outside and had come out to check. It's just that Frey, who has always paid great attention to appearance, is disheveled this time, as if he was in a hurry.

"Brother, how could it be you, you didn't give me a word of notice when you came!" Frey's words were filled with joy and surprise, followed by a warm hug.

The little goblin looked at the fat man with a stiff body, and once again made the fat man half angry.

Rog finally pushed away Frey's hug, and broke into his office despite his obstruction. The two young men in the room with delicate faces were also disheveled, and when they saw Rogge, they looked very surprised and frightened.

With a calm face, Rogge blasted the two young men out, looked at Frey with an embarrassed face and asked, "What's going on? It's supposed to be office hours, right?"

Frey was silent for a long time before he let out a long sigh.

Rogge paced around the room a few times before he said slowly: "Brother, I know that you are so decadent, there must be a reason, this is put aside in advance." As you may already know, I have formed an alliance with Pompey and the Silver Cult to start an all-out war with the City of Cloudnight. Where are you going to go?"

Frey remained silent. During this time, he had struggled countless times between his father and brother in his heart, but he was a man of love and righteousness, how could he make a trade-off? Fortunately, Rogge also understood his difficulties to some extent, and let him garrison the occupied area, avoiding the head-on conflict with the city of Cloud. But as the struggle between the two sides grows fierce, Frey will one day have to face this painful choice. In order to escape, he stayed in the lord's mansion every day and lived a ridiculous life. Fortunately, he had put everything in order in the occupied territory, and even if he didn't give any orders, his men would know how to deal with ordinary affairs.

Rogge's visit was actually expected by Frey.

Frey sat down, clutching at his hair in pain.

Rog looked at Frey silently, waiting for his answer. Floya, on the other hand, stood at the door, intentionally or unintentionally, with her hands folded in her sleeves.

Rogge frowned and glanced at the goblin, and said, "Floya, what are you doing standing there? The leprechaun reluctantly stood behind Rogge.

Frey looked up in some surprise and said to Rogge, "If I say I'm leaving, aren't you going to kill me?"

Rogge sighed lightly and said, "No matter how we say it, we are also brothers, if you want to leave, I will not stop you." But if we meet on the battlefield in the future, I won't show mercy. ”

Frey sighed and said, "Is there no possibility of reconciliation between you and your father?"

"I'll tell you the truth, I just fell into one of your father's traps not long ago, and I almost never returned to the City of Oracles. If you think about that assassination in the Reaper class, you will understand how determined your father is to want my life. It's not that I don't want to reconcile with the city of clouds, but your father doesn't know why he has to kill me. Now, I'm sure I'm going to fight the city to the end. ”

Frey said gloomily: "I also know that reconciliation is impossible. Brother, since you are not going to kill me, then I want to travel to the south for a few years. You know, this fight is really not for me to face. Now that everything is on track, I can walk with peace of mind. ”

Rogge wanted to speak and stopped, and finally said, "You go." ”

Frey didn't drag the mud and water, turned around and went out, drifting away alone. Only his sigh still faintly echoed in the room:

"Life is really lonely......"

Floya looked at the fat man with a gloomy face and said, "Are you really going to let him go?" I'm not sure I'm going to track down a druid in the mountains, and if I don't chase him, it'll be too late." ”

Rogge shook his head and said, "Of course not, let him go." ”

"Dead fatty, when did your heart soften? Hmph, what did you do to me in the first place? Tell you, if you don't want to get rid of this scar on my neck, I'm definitely not done with you!"

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