Roger didn't know how much shock his action had brought to the world.

He just ran as hard as he could through the crumbling darkness, and finally burst out of the small golden door before the darkness completely collapsed.

Having just escaped from the darkness, Roger didn't even have time to return to his physical body, and a fluctuation in his soul spread quickly.

"Boom!"

Thundered!

The bombs plastered all over the golden idol were detonated.

The raging impact in the small chamber swept away, and Roger's soul and motionless body lying on the ground were lifted out, spinning in mid-air, and finally slammed into the ground.

He also destroyed the exit on this side of the passage to prevent the collapse of the mysterious passage from spreading to this side, and directly cut off the last clues, so that no one could trace the possible remaining traces to investigate here.

After doing this, Roger's soul trembled, and some red marks on his soul body scattered to the floor.

This is the blood that flows from the Storm Lord's body.

Previously, Roger's soul fell into a pool of blood because of the impact of the will of the Storm Lord, and many of them have been absorbed by Roger's soul, these are the left, and I don't know if the Storm Lord's blood will have any bad effects.

It is worthy of the blood of the gods, even if it is shaken to the ground, it does not penetrate into the soil below, and each drop of blood exists alone like a crystal clear ruby, shining brightly.

At first glance, there is a kind of bewitching beauty.

There is a strange and amazing power hidden in every drop of blood.

This blood is also a treasure.

His soul floated towards his body, it was really miserable, his skin was dry and cracked, and everywhere there was the pale residue of overdraft, like a dying old man, and his hair was like withered grass without any lustre.

In some places, dark brown corpse spots can even be seen, as if to symbolize that the body is almost at the end of its life.

As soon as the soul returned to the body, the tearing pain swept over in an instant, and there was not an inch of pain in the whole body, even Roger couldn't bear the taste, and his body curled up in a ball on the ground, spasming and convulsing.

There was also the residual erosion of the Lord of Storms in his soul, which also infected Roger's body at this moment, and his skin suddenly cracked, revealing cracks, like strange eyes peeping into the world.

It's like there's an extra egg beater in my head, spinning wildly and crumbling my brain into a pulp.

It hurts!

However, Roger did not let out the slightest scream, he grinned like a madman.

A hoarse voice echoed in the small chamber.

Roger was satisfied.

Whether it is because of the assistance of the sister-in-law or his own crazy plan, even if the Lord of the Storm is already broken and not complete, but with his current weak strength, he can actually be a god, which is enough to be proud.

The only pity is that Roger can't be sure if the Lord of the Storm has been completely killed.

The destructive power of the two big Ivans, Roger will not doubt it.

However, the Lord of the Storm is a god after all, even if it is just a false god, even if the injury is extremely terrible, his existence is far from being touched by a small evil spirit, and whether Big Ivan can really completely destroy the Lord of the Storm is still two words.

What's more, this Lord of the Storm, who had taken off his neck with his own hands before, was able to come back to life, and even changed from the deity of the Mysterious Church to the god of the Church of Storms and Wars......

But it doesn't matter, if the Lord of the Storm is indeed reborn again, then ...... Just kill it again.

No matter how many secrets were hidden 30,000 years ago, why did Dolotia bury herself? What is the hidden relationship between the Lord of the Storm and the Eternal Scorching Sun, the Church of Storms and War and the Church of the Scorching Sun and the Judgment Church? Is the eternal scorching sun also his own hatred? Is the goddess of the night, the mother goddess of harvest, and the lord of the sky also involved?

No matter how terrible the truth is, he will reveal it little by little.

He will kill the former enemies one by one, twice if he doesn't work once, and three times if he doesn't work twice...... If they can be resurrected, then kill them until they can no longer be resurrected.

Of course, Roger didn't know that what he had just done had already made many powerful beings creepy.

The little evil spirit is back.

Following Roger's orders, she looted every corpse, took off every storage ring, and took away all the shiny stuff from the ruins.

Then he was ready to come over and report the situation to his master, seeing that he had worked so hard and had so many results, the master would definitely praise himself.

But what the little evil spirit didn't expect was that when she returned to the secret room, she only saw Roger's body curled up on the ground, convulsive and nervous laughter, and his body was covered with traces of erosion, as well as aging and drying, as if he hadn't seen him for half an hour, and he was directly dozens of years old.

This appearance startled the little evil spirit, rushed over with a snort, and picked up Roger from the ground, his little face was full of anxiety: "You...... What's wrong with you? What happened? ”

Roger coughed violently, squirting out a little bit of blood.

There's enough embarrassment.

Fortunately, he signed a very strict contract with the little evil spirit, and if it was a subordinate contract, maybe the little evil spirit would take this opportunity to break free from the shackles of the contract, and then come back and kill himself.

While coughing, Roger barely controlled his body, and his eyes drooped: "It's nothing, it's just a little loss of life, and you won't be able to die for a while." ”

When he spoke, Roger realized that his voice was like two rusty pieces of metal pressed together, and it was hard to hear.

The inside of his throat was dry and painful, and it seemed to have cracked.

How could this be nothing, it looks like it's almost half-dead.

The little evil spirit bit her lip, shocked and frightened by her master's current appearance, she is an evil spirit, and she does not understand the secret art of the Dawn and the Salvation Church to heal and save people.

What's more, the master's current situation is not just as simple as being injured and sick, the life expectancy has been reduced, and there are even traces of erosion left on the body, even if the master is immediately sent to the church of Dawn and Redemption, I am afraid that it is powerless.

Seeing Roger's brows furrowed tightly, his body twitched and spasmed from time to time because of the pain.

Sweeping his gaze over the remaining traces of erosion on his master's body, the little evil spirit gritted his teeth, his little head drooped, and two lips were directly imprinted on Roger's mouth.

"What are you...... Woo......"

The sudden kiss made Roger unable to react.

I want to break free, but my spasmodic body is completely uncontrolled by my own will.

At this moment, Roger felt very strange, although Lilith in front of him looked petite and cute, but ...... But she's an evil spirit. As long as I thought of the essence of the little evil spirit, the strange and distorted feeling in my heart became even stronger.

In Roger's case, strange changes are taking place.

The traces of erosion on his body seemed to be attracted by some kind of force, and gradually transformed into one slender dark red silk thread after another, and the skin seemed to be crawling with reddish-brown nematodes, slowly wriggling.

They crawl through Roger's mouth and then into the body of the little evil spirit, where they are absorbed by the little evil spirit's body.

Immediately afterward, Roger felt a fishy-sweet liquid pour into his mouth, and it was...... Blood.

His mouth was gagged, and he was forced to squirm his throat and swallow the blood in his mouth one by one, until Roger was about to suffocate, and the little evil spirit finally let go of his master.

Gasping for breath, the expression on Roger's face was a little complicated, and all the erosion was absorbed by the little evil spirit.

The blood of the evil spirit lasts its life, the skin is no longer as dry and cracked as before, and the hair is no longer a handful of withered grass.

Roger was a little ashamed in his heart, he was still worried about whether the little evil spirit would take this opportunity to try to break free from the contract......

"Thank you." After a few seconds, Roger said softly, "Are you going to be okay?" ”

Such a solemn thank you made the little evil spirit a little embarrassed, snorted and turned his head to look in other directions: "I...... I'm not here for you. ”

"Because of that damn contract, if you die, I'll be finished, so I pulled a hand, I'm just trying to save myself, don't be sentimental."

"As for me, naturally it will be fine, have you ever seen the evil spirit being eroded, as for the lifespan, the lifespan of this evil spirit is tens of thousands of years, it doesn't matter if you share a little bit."

That coquettish appearance made Roger couldn't help but laugh, where did this tsundere come from.

However, Roger knew that the little evil spirit was not fine, and her already small body was a little shorter, which was obviously the effect of reduced lifespan.

Although the lifespan of the evil spirit is thousands, tens of thousands of years, or even longer, the little evil spirit in front of him is just a wisp of remnant soul after all.

Roger's gaze made the little demon's face redder and redder, speaking of which, from the perspective of a human woman, it should have been her first kiss just now?

It doesn't matter, as an evil spirit, she doesn't care about that kind of thing.

Yes, yes, she's a chaotic spirit, and she doesn't care about anything between females and males.

For evil spirits, humans are just food, not to mention that Roger almost blew himself up with that terrible bomb, and forced himself to sign a very bad contract, even among humans who use it as food, this guy is definitely the worst one.

The little demon muttered in his heart, but his cheeks felt hotter and hotter, and a little finger gently scratched his face, and his eyes wandered around.

Inadvertently, the little evil spirit saw the blood of the Storm Lord who had been thrown to the ground by Roger.

The rich smell of blood instantly attracted the little evil spirit.

She subconsciously walked over, reached out and picked up a drop from the ground, a drop of blood was the size of a finger, and the whole body was crimson, like a gem, and it was spotless.

"What kind of blood is this, it looks delicious." The little evil spirit said very casually, and he didn't feel dirty and threw it away, so he threw a drop of blood into his mouth.