Prince Marcusa vanished, leaving no trace in plain sight, his roar, his figure, his blood, as if it had never appeared.

The candlelight in the banquet room flickered, casting unstable light and shadow, and the vampires looked at the calm Rogers in fear, and the fear and horror in their hearts were even more frightening.

[Inform! The upright merchant took Marcusa's brain and spirit, the Lord of the Feast took Marcusa's ** and **, and the Laughing Artist took Marcusa's blood and fangs......]

The gods of the bottomless pit are pleased with the toys you have sent, and they ask you what you want in return. 】

Rogus, who never broke his word, did not beat Marcusa to pieces and throw it at his bloods, but simply stopped time and used the [Throne] to send him to the bottomless pit as a guest, although through the feedback from the tooltip, the other party seemed to be a little scattered.

He didn't ask for anything unduly in return from the gods, he just wanted to get from the gods whether Prince Marcusa really wanted to be against him just because of his own will.

As the information arrived, after confirming this fact, he paused his cane, which had not been stained with the slightest blood, and looked sideways at Kavina, who was frowning.

[The Righteous Merchant is amazed, saying that he has just noticed such a great change in your nature, and that he has invited you to show his true authority through you in the world. 】

Later, many of the gods of the bottomless pit made similar expressions, and they were amazed at the rapid change of Rogers, and at the same time, they also made various terms of cooperation.

In the midst of this, there are also some gods who are angry that they did not immediately discover the sublimation of Rogers's essence, and they feel that it must be the intervention of fate.

Rogers didn't respond much to the pop-up pop-ups, he just silently replied to the gods and waited for the end of the current event, and then discussed them in detail.

At the same time, he felt that although there might be the intervention of fate, it would most likely not be the main reason, because the prompt box did not reveal the slightest relevant information, but it was the place where he had been summoned in the dark after ascending, which could be the biggest source of this anomaly.

The gods didn't seem to be too anxious about this, but after telling Rogus not to delay too long, they lost their eyes.

"Hook up the gods, sacrifice instantly, you are indeed a prophet......"

Kavina whispered softly, her voice like a sigh lingering in the wind, and her eyes became deep and distant, completely devoid of her previous fear.

The surrounding vampires fell to their knees as if they were gods, their eyes fixed on the floor, their stiff bodies forcibly suppressing even the most instinctive tremors.

"Kavina was my first name when I walked on earth, and most of my descendants will give it to themselves in order to worship me.

"At the moment, this identity was originally just a matter of having fun with the descendants, and your anxious temperament really spoiled a lot of fun for me."

The black robe on her body was windless, and slowly floated in front of Rogus like a phantom, and said with a look of regret.

"This was exposed by you, and I can erase their memories of it if I need to."

Rogers shrugged slightly, disagreeing with Kavina's accusation, but at the same time, for the sake of basic politeness, he proposed his own solution.

"No, I can do these things myself."

Shaking her head slightly, Kavina rejected Rogus and led him out of the banquet hall to the covered bridge that connected the castle's towers, and to a luxurious bedroom at the top of the main tower.

The bedrooms are spacious and gorgeous, with a luxurious and sophisticated décor in the details, a high ceiling with crystal chandeliers that illuminate the room, and beautiful paintings and fireplaces to create a warm and comfortable atmosphere.

The bed in the middle is carved out of solid wood, with delicate carvings showing the craftsmanship of the craftsmen, and the corners are decorated with exquisite ornaments and precious antique furniture.

In addition, Rogers is most eye-catching for the bookshelves embedded in an entire wall, and the large number of books scattered on the bed, sofa, and table in front of the sofa, most of which are related to Rogers' published discourses and research.

"This room was reserved for me by Marcusa, who has always been a very loyal and capable guy.

"But it's a pity that time and power have eroded his eyes, making him gradually unable to see clearly what can be touched and which cannot."

Landing barefoot on a clean carpet, Kavina made no secret of her intention to punish Marcusa by Rogess's hand, and she did not shy away from testing Rogus's thoughts.

"How did you stay in this world? True Ancestors are already demigods, won't they be rejected by this world?

"I crave an answer to this question, which can be replaced with knowledge of equal value."

Rogers didn't care about Kavina's temptations, and his immediate priority now was to find a way to be firmly anchored in this world.

One of the main reasons why he didn't crush Marcusa himself was that he found that the more he used his power, the more he would be excluded from the world and inspired by the outside world.

If he had used his power without restraint, perhaps in less than half a year, only a month, he would no longer be able to gain a foothold in this world.

"It's very simple, faith, although the gods don't need faith to increase their strength, but when faith is strong enough, the gods can influence the present world through it.

"You're so fluctuating now, you shouldn't have much time left, right? In such a short period of time, it is too difficult to obtain enough faith to anchor you, unless the gods of all realms are willing to help.

"In the same way, if you have a way to get the gods of endless enmity with each other, then there's no need to worry about such things......" Kavina said slowly, looking back at him.

The more he heard the Second True Ancestor's explanation, the more calm Rogess's face became, and although he had vaguely expected this, he still felt troubled.

Kavina didn't say exactly how she came to be, but knowing that each True Ancestor had a huge bloodline, he didn't need to dig any further.

And this kind of anchorage obtained through bloodline is estimated to be much stronger than that of ordinary people.

"If you are willing to give up your merits, then I can give you the possibility of becoming a true ancestor, and then you can also become an immortal demigod, and you don't need to worry about anchoring.

"As for the reward, your majestic intellect is the best reward, and in the endless years, these things are the only things that can give me the pleasure of existence, and as for the intelligence, it is when you have already paid the price in advance."

Kavina stretched out her slender arm, her eyes genuine, as if inviting Rogers to come closer.

Rogers stood silently in place, with no obvious expression on his face, only a faint look of thought.

At this level, it was far from the extent that he could voluntarily give up his merits, after all, he had achieved them with a lot of effort and hard work all the way.

And if he really threw away the power of his exploits, he couldn't be sure that Kavina could really keep his promise, or as Rogers thought.

He, as a bookmaker, has played too many language games to trust the promise of such a presence.

"There's still plenty of time to think about, and if there's nothing urgent, you can stay in the castle for a few more days, and I have a lot of things I want to talk to you about.

"But I need to take care of some trivial matters about Marcusa tonight, I won't stay here, you can bring your two little girlfriends back for the night, and no one will bother you."

Unsurprised by Rutgers's silence, Kavina naturally withdrew her palm, and then with a slight smile, it turned into a drifting black mist and dissipated into the room in an instant.

Rogers closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then exhaled a deep breath of cloudy air.

In the initial expectation, he just wanted to get enough power, so he planned the final boss, let the world survive this crisis, and then slowly figure it out and step into his own ideals.

But when the ideal came so quickly, he had all kinds of hesitation, because he suddenly found that he not only wanted to obtain his own eternal security, but also unconsciously mixed in many other things that should not have been.

"Rutgers, the ultimate is just around the corner, why should you hesitate? You've never hesitated before......"

After muttering to himself, he slowly opened his eyes, looked down at his clenched palm, and then slowly released it, and after a faint sigh, he finally opened his [enlightenment] sense, and found Elina and Rufia who were wandering the streets, and instantly dialed the space and brought the two back to him.

"Didn't it go well?" Seeing Rogance's slightly stunned expression, Alina subconsciously frowned and asked worriedly.

"It's just a little bit of trouble." Rogers shrugged his shoulders and shook his head, and then told the two girls in front of him what had happened to him.

"I understand, then wash up and go to bed first, take a break and then talk slowly."

After taking off her mask and cloak, Alina asked for Rogess's magic book, took out all kinds of daily necessities, and instructed Rogus and Rufia to clean up the room together, changing all the beds, bedding and sofa covers in the room.

Luckily, Kawina's bedroom had a human-like bathroom, and Rogers was able to enjoy a refreshing hot bath.

Several people changed into pajamas and lay down on the soft bed together, and the light and shadow of the crystal lamp under the ceiling became more and more hazy and no longer dazzling.

"Solid beliefs come mostly from the soothing of fear, fear of nature, fear of the unknown, fear of meaninglessness, fear of all sorts of things that can produce uneasiness.

"As the Son of the Bottomless Pit, you have enough power to release your uneasiness, and as an immortal sage, you have enough power to soothe your uneasiness.

"This matter may be out of reach for ordinary people, but for you with multiple identities, it shouldn't be completely impossible."

Alina leaned back on the pillow, thinking about talking to Rogus as she stroked Rufia's hair, which had quickly fallen asleep.

"It seems to be true."

Rogers also leaned on the pillow, he was rubbing his chin and wondering whether to grab faith by plotting an extinction crisis, but because of his long-term act of salvation, he subconsciously ignored that he himself was an extinction crisis.

As an officially recognized world-destroying calamity with a higher level than the cataclysm, he can do similar things to the final boss.

But at the same time, if the erosion of the world really unfolds, it is not what a moral person like him should do, and the most important thing is that if he does it, it is too slow and too dangerous.

In the midst of this constant thinking, he couldn't help but recall the most famous monotheistic religion in his previous life, and one of the most common things that believers of this sect do is repentance, and most of the reasons for repentance come from "the devil's bewitchment".

The more he thought about it, the more Rogers felt that this might be possible, and that there was no shortage of evil people in the world who wanted to be evil, and if they really wanted to operate, they could be mutually beneficial and reciprocal with the bottomless pit for a sustainable exhaustion.

"It's decided! I'm going to be the savior, the savior of the wicked! ”

In the vampire's castle, Rogers' eyes were steadfast and he made his life plan for the next period of time.

"You seem to be saying strange things more and more often, originally a guy who was so calm that people had nowhere to speak, but after gaining power, he was going to start revealing his true nature?"

Alina rested her chin on Rogers' shoulder, her snow-white eyelashes slightly agitated, and her amber eyes moved upwards to gauge Rogers' determined expression.

"Nowhere to go? Have you bitten me less? ”

The corners of Rogess's mouth twitched slightly, and he scoffed at Alina's evaluation, and then he looked sideways at Alina, and suddenly thought in his heart that his [enlightenment] was enough to give someone the power for a long time, and Alina was still in silver at this time, and in the face of the future stage, it was time to help the other party improve his strength, so that it would be more convenient to assist himself.

Without much thought, he told Alina what he thought, and asked if he should try to let her carry his power first, and see if he could control it.

However, Alina only replied that there was no need to rush such a thing, and then she pushed her chin harder, and the warm breath hit Rogers' cheek, and said something that caught Rogers off guard:

"In a little while, you're going to be sixteen years old, seventeen, aren't you? At this age, many nobles are already thinking about the issue of heirs.

"If you can rely on yourself as an anchor, can you also be like a vampire and increase the stability of the anchor by giving birth to an heir? After all, the link and symbol of bloodline are also extremely solid. ”

(End of chapter)