Roger remembered that 30,000 years ago there was a distant relative on Dolotia's side.

The Carral family.

Although, in Dolotia's words, hundreds of a thousand years ago, their ancestors may have been cousins...... Hundreds of years later, it is even more of a relative who can't be beaten.

However, this family still relies on the name of the Witch Dolotia to get into the wind and water, and is the object of many nobles and upper-class people.

Dolotia didn't bother to bother with these trivial matters, as long as she didn't bother her to delve into secret arts and refine potions.

After Dolotia changed her surname to Ballet, the Carral family naturally became a side branch of the Ballete family, which continues to this day.

However, it also comes to an end.

When the side branches have already begun to try to devour the Lord, there is no need for existence.

The right hand, wrapped in a silver glove, casually slapped Walpole's face.

Roger's movements are not fast, although Walpole is not learned and unskilled, he is also a third-order transcendent, much more powerful than Roger, the first-order one.

Not to mention dodging, even a casual counterattack can pinch Roger's head.

Obviously, this is how it should be, but Walpole's body seems to be suppressed by some invisible force, and he can't move at all.

No one could see that Walpole's face had completely distorted into a ball, and his eyes bulged out of his sockets, and he could even peek into the scarlet sticking inside.

Syllable!

A fluttering slap on Walpole's face.

Then Walpole's body fell to the ground without the slightest movement.

His soul, his vitality, had been greedily drained by the silver glove just now.

Hiss!

As soon as this scene appeared, there was immediately a gasping sound all around, and I don't know how many transcendents were silent. A fluttering slap directly took the life of a third-order transcendent, no matter how you look at it, it's a little too exaggerated, right?

The eyes that originally looked down on Roger, the first rookie, suddenly turned into a thick vigilance, and even a looming fear.

For Roger, killing Walpole was a small thing that could not be smaller, and he still walked slowly towards Sander.

This flamboyant young master has also lost his original arrogance at this moment, his throat is constantly squirming, Walpole is not worth mentioning when he is killed, he can easily pinch Walpole to death, this does not mean that Roger's strength is above him.

But when Roger approached step by step, every time the soles of his feet fell, it was as if stepping on his heart, and his body trembled.

No one could see it, and the completely transparent tentacles quickly spread from behind with Roger's falling toes.

The invisible pressure became thicker and thicker, and Sander's scalp was about to explode.

On his face, beads of sweat slid down his face.

His body was under indescribable pressure, and the growing fear made Sander try to struggle, but his body could not move at some point, and strangulation marks began to appear on the gorgeous dress, as if a poisonous snake was wrapped around his body.

The coat of arms on the back of Roger's hand shimmered with an eerie and brilliant light.

After taking six potions, the heraldic also fused the characteristics of the six churches, and the spiritual power contained in it was three times that of the normal Xuanyue crest.

That's definitely a very amazing force, and it may be inadequate in the face of the Pope or something, but it's definitely not something that Sander and other garbage can compete with.

The other five also really felt the fear and depression.

They were horrified to find that their bodies were completely locked, and the most terrifying thing was that they didn't even know when they had been hit, and when they realized that their bodies couldn't move, all they had left was the slippery and greasy touch that was like a poisonous snake wriggling.

Even those men they brought with them.

In an instant, he suppressed the six masters, and there were even the fourth and fifth-rank transcendents with a total number of nearly a hundred people.

What kind of power is this?

Goosebumps grow from the skin in an instant.

At this moment, they finally understood that the man in front of them was not a weak rookie beginner at all, this was a real devil.

The fluctuation of spiritual power in the first order was just a disguise for him.

Damn, you're a super master, why do you want to disguise yourself as a rookie, is it fun to abuse vegetables?

What a perverted madman.

Everyone is desperately trying to break free from the entanglement on their bodies, but they can't do it at all.

Roger's figure finally walked in front of Sander, looking at the young master who was still squirming desperately, like a huge worm constantly struggling, stretched out his right hand, and in Sander's frightened gaze, he grabbed his head.

In the next moment, Tander's head was pressed down by Roger.

At the same time, there was a bang.

The knee lifted and slammed into Tander's face.

At that moment, Sander only felt like a huge piece of iron smashed on his face, his nose was directly smashed, and the blood in his two nostrils flowed like a faucet.

Ahh

The strong stinging pain made Sander let out a sharp scream uncontrollably, and with a throw of his hand, the controlled body twitched and spasmed on the ground.

The scarlet eyes were still staring at Roger, his eyes were full of endless resentment, and he wanted to peel Roger's skin and cramp and crush his bones to ashes.

His voice was even hoarse like a monster: "You, you dare to hit me?"

"Do you know who my dad is, is ......?"

Bang......

Before he finished speaking, he kicked over again, this time he kicked on Sander's mouth, and this time he didn't know how many teeth were directly kicked off and swallowed by Sander.

The mouth and nostrils were all covered with blood, and a pool of blood gathered on the ground in a short time.

Hiss!

There was another gasp all around, I don't know how many spectators were pointing and pointing, and the expressions on their faces were all very exciting, and they looked at Roger like a monster.

God, who is this man?

That's the son-in-law of Duke Prislet's family, he was beaten like this, is this guy going to die? Isn't this Sander very powerful, isn't he a master of the sixth rank, how could he be so vulnerable in front of this mysterious man?

The other five people next to him were also silent, their faces were pale, and their throats were squirming, for fear that they would be the next target.

They had already seen that the name of the Seven Saints of Protecting the Country was worthless in front of this man.

If you can completely ignore the Seven Saints of Protecting the Country, what level of existence will it be?

Some of the brains were a little more clever, their pupils were shrinking violently, and a terrible thought was emerging in their hearts: Super rank powerhouse!

The number of super-rank powerhouses is scarce, and there may not be one for several years and decades on weekdays, and a few days ago, the whole family of Count Roland was wiped out, and it seemed to be a certain super-level shot.

And Chloe has been forcing Rosarina to marry him.

Then I think of Roger's attitude towards the two sisters, Rosarina and Leo Nona...... A speculation that made them almost desperate and on the verge of collapse appeared.

The man in front of him is the culprit who caused the destruction of Count Roland's family a few days ago!

Damn it!

Rachel, Veronica, Black, Miles, Morson...... At this moment, the pride of the five heavens was only left with deep chagrin and regret in their hearts.

After the massacre, they also wondered if it would have something to do with the Ballett family.

But after careful investigation and inference, they gave up this speculation, after all, if the Ballett family really had such a strong strength, why had they been bullied for so many years?

The Ballett family is still the same weak family as before, and they will disappear into garbage at the touch of a finger.

But who would have thought that this garbage would start to bite.

Behind him, the corners of the little demon's mouth were smiling, and his eyes were full of excitement.

Rosalina's body was trembling even more, and her face was full of happiness...... These guys who have been bullying themselves before have finally tasted what it is like to be bullied, that feeling must be very comfortable, it must be, right?

"Who called himself the strong man just now?"

"Is that you, Tander, son of Preslet...... What a weak and strong."

A slightly mocking voice came from above, burrowing into Tander's ears, and every word was like a knife into his heart, bringing unbearable humiliation.

He's Sander, he's Bridgelet's son, how can he be so humiliated?

Unwilling, unwilling, unwilling......

A beastly roar came through Tander's throat, and his body began to struggle desperately, trying to break free from the tentacles on his body.

But unfortunately, these tentacles were activated with three times the power of the Xuanyue Crest, and that was not an existence that Sander could break free from at all.

At this moment, Xander suddenly felt an extra shadow appear on his face.

His body stiffened instantly, and the corner of his eye subconsciously peeked past.

A soles appear above the head.

From the side, he could peek into Roger's malicious eyes, and he vaguely knew what Roger wanted to do.

"No...... No...... I don't ......."

He didn't even care about his anger and pleaded desperately.

"I am the son of the Duke of Preslet, and my father is the Seven Protectors of the Kingdom, you can't kill me, you can't, you can't ......."

Syllable.......

The screaming stopped abruptly.

The soles of Roger's feet stomped down and trampled on Tander's head.

The whole head is like a tattered watermelon!