In the eyes of Leo Nona and Selubelia, the scene seemed even more eerie.

All they heard was a low, frantic roar coming from Roger's body, and they only saw Roger's tentacles stretching wildly ahead.

But just as he was about to touch the coffin, he suddenly stopped.

Then, there was no more movement.

As if it had been ...... Die.

That look filled the hearts of both girls with fear, which was the picture they were most unwilling to and most afraid of.

Fortunately, this motionless dead silence did not last long.

Roger's jelly-like body began to slowly squirm again, elongating from the puddle that lay on the ground, and reverting to a human form.

After a while passed, Roger's appearance finally returned to normal.

His face was still filled with sadness, but it looked at least much better than before.

Black eyes swept around, only to find that Leonona, who had left her arms at some point, and Selubellia, who had entered the mausoleum at some point, were all staring at her with a worried look.

Roger took a hard breath, and a grin barely appeared on his face, even though it was more ugly than crying, "Sorry to worry you, I'm fine."

He knew that he couldn't bask in that sadness all the time, and he couldn't let himself get out of control.

Leonona and Selubelia's voices awakened his consciousness.

He knows that there are many, many people in the world that he values.

If he dies, Selubelia, Selena, Vera, and Evangerine will all be very sad.

If he dies, there will be no one to resurrect Rosalina.

If he dies, there will be no one to raise Leo Nona again.

He has many, many things to do.

There is also a sister-in-law hanging on the moon, and I have to find a way to get it down.

He couldn't just follow Dolotia's figure into another dimension.

If his consciousness just followed Dolotia's figure into that door, what kind of ending would it become, Roger himself couldn't judge, perhaps, it would be eternal darkness?

Call......

When Roger's words came out, Celubellia and Leo Nona exhaled deeply almost at the same time, although Roger's mood swings were still exaggerated, but at least it could be seen that Roger had really come out of the runaway just now.

If this state of loss of control is allowed to continue like this, it is unimaginable what it will eventually become.

Without further speech, Roger crouched down and picked up the broken spear stained with Dolotia's blood from the ground.

Dolotia's chest was pierced by a spear, and blood stained her long white dress.

Who exactly?

Dolotia seemed to have foreseen that she was going to die, so she prepared a mausoleum for herself in advance.

However, Dolotia's death seems to have been assassinated.

It couldn't be Dolotia herself, poking the gun in the heart, right?

Also, Is Dolotia really dead?

Obviously, he had already seen Dolotia's mausoleum, and even Dolotia's corpse, and in the scene like a vision, he also saw the picture of Dolotia disappearing behind the door.

However, at this moment, Roger had serious doubts about this scene.

This is because of what Roger had seen on Dolotia's notes before - fraud.

Is this part of Dolotia's scheme?

Roger didn't understand.

Staring at the broken gun in his hand.

The head of the broken spear pierced Dolotia's heart, and the broken handle of the broken spear was stained with Dolotia's blood.

What is this? Sharpshooter?

Spear of Longinus?

After all, the real god may be the only one who can be stained with Dolotia's blood.

Even Roger, when he held this broken gun, he could feel the murderous aura that was so cold that he almost tore his soul apart.

If you change to an ordinary transcendent, I am afraid that your will will be shattered in an instant.

This is not a holy relic that ordinary beings can control at all, this is the most powerful and murderous holy relic in the entire Senluo Continent.

The gods that the Church of Night and Death now believes in, can't the real goal be this broken spear?

Rather, why would the false god who usurped the authority of the goddess of the night know that this is the tomb of the gods, and that there are relics of Dolotia here?

Could it be that the false false god sent a spear into Dolotia's heart?

This thought made Roger's eyes narrow into a slit, and he didn't know if it was because of the impact of the broken gun, and the killing intent in his chest swelled almost instantly.

However, Roger was finally a little sane, and he took another deep breath to suppress the killing intent in his heart.

Then he stepped forward and looked into the coffin again...... It was this moment that made Roger stunned.

Inside this pitch-black coffin, the body of Dolotia, who had been lying motionless in it...... Gone.

It's like it never existed.

This...... That's impossible.

Obviously I was lying here before.

What you see in the runaway state should be just an illusion, right?

The expression on Roger's face was particularly strange, he looked at the empty coffin with a little blankness, and then looked at Leo Nona next to him: "Girl, have you seen your mother before, she has been lying here."

Leo Nona tilted her cute little head, and her silver hair shook with it, "Mommy?"

"No, it's always empty, and Leonona doesn't see anything."

The crisp sound slammed into Roger's chest like a hammer.

Not...... No?

How is this possible?

Obviously, he walked here with Leonona in his arms, and when he saw Dolotia's corpse, Leonona must have seen it...... But now Leo Nona's answer is no.

Could it be ......

The corpse didn't exist at all in the first place?

When I walked towards the coffin, I had already fallen into a fantasy unknowingly?

After a few seconds, a helpless wry smile appeared on Roger's face, worthy of Dolotia, worthy of the most powerful witch, worthy of being the only existence that can be called a true god.

In terms of secret arts, I really can't catch up with it.

Obviously, Dolotia may have disappeared for more than 20,000 years, but there is a vision left behind that Roger does not even know about stepping in.

Worthy of my wife.

Thinking about it like this, there is still a little pride in my heart.

Sighing slightly, Roger put the broken gun into the storage ring.

Then re-close the lid of the coffin.

Click!

At the moment when the lid of the coffin was closed, there was a crisp sound as if some kind of mechanism had been touched.

In the next second, there was a buzzing sound, and all kinds of strange lights suddenly bloomed on top of the coffin.

Roger's face changed slightly, and he took two steps back quickly with Celubellia in one hand and Leonona in the other.

But this change does not seem to be particularly dangerous, and at the bottom, the pattern symbolizing the earth begins to shimmer with a rocky yellow sheen.

On the front and back, the motif symbolizing the power of ice blooms a crisp frost white, and the motif symbolizing the ocean blooms a gentle blue.

On one side, the figure symbolizing the soul was hazy and dark, and the figure of the soul was even writhing slowly

Make move.

There was no difference from the previous ones, the layers of doors, and the Ouroboros.

Even with Roger's strength, he couldn't discern what this situation represented for a while, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were staring at those patterns that bloomed with different lusters, as if it was Roger's illusion, and those patterns suddenly became distorted.

Sometimes it transforms into some kind of picture scroll, sometimes into some kind of text, sometimes it is like some chaotic symbols, spreading rapidly on the surface of the coffin.

At this moment, Leonona suddenly broke free of Roger's palm, and her small slender body walked towards the coffin.

This action startled Roger, "Leonona, what are you doing, come back quickly."

Although he didn't perceive any danger for the time being, but after all, it was his baby daughter, and Roger didn't want Leonona to encounter it at all, and almost without the slightest hesitation, Roger suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Leonona's little hand again.

Then, his body trembled violently.

I don't know when it started, but Leo Nona's little hands have become extremely cold.

Leo Nona turned his head to look at Roger, and for a moment, Roger was stunned, and suddenly an indescribable weirdness surged in his heart, obviously there was not even the slightest difference between the girl in front of him and Leo Nona.

The same small and slender body, the same delicate and lovely face, the same long silver hair and crimson eyes.

But the feeling that Roger felt as if he had suddenly changed into a different appearance.

If the original Leo Nona gave Roger the feeling of being lively and quiet, then the current Leo Nona seems to have suddenly become naughty and ...... Sullen?

The pair of crimson eyes stared at Roger quietly, and the corners of his mouth even slightly hooked up a slightly evil smile.

Roger subconsciously grabbed Leonona's little hand harder: "You...... Who are you? You're not Leo Nona?"

"Hee-hee-......"

The familiar and strange girl suddenly grinned, and in the next second, she opened her arms, and her small body threw herself into Roger's arms, her little head rubbed gently on Roger's shoulder, and a murmuring voice came from her pink little lips:

"I'm finally seeing you again, Daddy!"

The soft, empty voice seemed to evoke some kind of memory for Roger.

He suddenly remembered that on the first night he had arrived in the Kingdom of Lovell, and had stayed in the mansion, he had heard this ethereal voice like a murmur.

Roger's pupils contracted suddenly: "It's you......"