In the darkness of the night, Ox left the manor, but simultaneously, another person arrived secretly.
Still in the sa room, facing Roger, the man’s hurried gaze lacks so admiration but is filled with unknown fear.
Roger filled the glass with wine and placed it on the table in front of the man.
"Bisde."
Upon hearing Roger’s voice, the man stood up in panic.
In a short ti, the ordinary man accidentally saved by Roger at the frontier had undergone imnse change.
The frostbitten face had beco much younger, and the hands, once crossed with calluses, beca delicate; most importantly, his deanor.
The timidity of a small-town person was gone, with his eyes shining brightly.
"Sir, a large group of people has gathered around us. According to your previous guidance, they can simply handle so supernatural incidents."
"I have recorded all the inco during this ti, this is..."
Bisde took out a piece of paper, but Roger showed no interest in checking it.
"Provide with a list of the talented ones. It’s ti for you to encounter real power."
"Real power?!" Bisde was slightly startled, his eyes gleaming with ambition.
In the following days, Bisde kept entering and exiting the manor, each ti accompanied by young, strong n.
After they entered the manor, they would circle to the lakeside cabin directly beside the wall, where thin mist shrouded the area.
anwhile, Chloe and Emily were responsible for the rest of the ceremony.
The ceremony to beco a Demon Hunter Apprentice.
Even though the number of Transcendents converted at Emil’s place had already t the minimum standard to establish a Fraction.
Roger, after careful consideration, decided on the final location here.
The expansion of influence requires ti, even if he can greatly enhance the combat power of all mbers.
In the narrow cabin, no one knew that Roger had silently completed the establishnt of a Fraction.
The subsequent buildings can be upgraded, personnel can continue to be recruited, and Chloe was set as the person in charge here by Roger.
When everything was confird, there was no change in the ordinary cabin, but in the depths of consciousness, Roger felt an inexplicable connection to the land beneath his feet.
His consciousness enveloped this space like a deity, anwhile, he could feel an endearing place far across an unknown distance.
Given the current situation of the Fraction, it couldn’t cross borders without cost, but normal communication was not a problem.
However, Roger didn’t plan to open this feature.
Perhaps he would choose to seal it permanently.
Suppressing the urge to contact Henrik and others, this place was not safe; moreover, after learning so information about the Lord of the Mist, he needed to carefully conceal his secrets.
In fact, Roger faced two choices if he wanted to leave here.
The first one was to continue cooperating with Emil.
Or choose to secretly accumulate, expand the team of Demon Hunters, enhance the influence of the Fraction until one day he can return without barriers.
But evidently, the second thod would require a great deal of ti.
Roger had many matters to deal with, so continuing collaboration with Emil was expected to provide the opportunity to interact with higher-level forces, confirming the identity of the Lord of the Mist.
Chloe still didn’t know what she had gained from Roger, but she clearly saw the hope of her family’s rise.
The suddenly erging Demon Hunters solved many nobles’ troubles, with one side offering money, and the other providing service.
Both parties get what they need.
Yet unknowingly, the team of Demon Hunters was rapidly expanding.
Finally, one morning, feeling the dazzling mark bestowed in the Hunter’s Cabin, Roger opened his eyes in satisfaction.
The Axis Sword Seal was completely finished.
Only the last step remains.
Aden.
Power from the soul.
Changes are still happening, even moving toward a direction Roger couldn’t understand.
And when the fourth Sword Seal was fully mastered, miraculous events occurred.
The ford Sword Seals automatically combined, though there was no inherent power link, they connected bizarrely.
Under this influence, the power of the Sword Seals rose dramatically, Roger even suspected that if the final Aden Sword Imprint was completed, there would be an explosive growth.
Just that this final Sword Seal was completely different from the previous ones.
It didn’t even require insights and cultivation.
"Has it reached the limit?"
The Fate Coin reappeared, Roger observed the energy trajectory inside, this is the ti he earned for himself.
In addition, there were hidden things inside the coin.
After bidding farewell to Chloe, Roger crossed the frontier, following the previous activity trajectory to Olivia’s secret manor.
In the room, Valanie was seriously conducting research, now she was completely confined, unable to go anywhere but the laboratory.
Non-stop research made her extrely focused, and after a period of interrogation and investigation yielded no results, the attention on her decreased significantly.
Glug glug.
The liquid boiled inside the container, Valanie seriously taking notes.
"If I were you, I wouldn’t choose to join the Black Pine Block at this ti..."
A familiar voice ca from behind, and Valanie’s body trembled, causing the black object in her hand to suddenly fall.
The next mont, the black pine block that was accidentally dropped quietly floated in mid-air, as Valanie stiffly turned her head, with inexplicable anger on her face.
"Give it a rest, how many more tis do you need to test ?"
"I told you, I have nothing to do with that man."
"How many tis do I have to repeat it, we did stay in the lab all night, but nothing happened."
"At least in my mory, nothing happened."
Speaking the last sentence, an indescribable emotion welled up in Valanie’s heart.
Roger chuckled.
"In my mory, it’s the sa."
"It seems they’ve been troubling you quite a bit lately."
"You... you..."
Valanie slowly widened her eyes in surprise as she looked at Roger.
"It’s really you."
"What are you back for?"
"To find soone."
Hearing Roger’s response, Valanie’s heart skipped inexplicably.
"Did you co back specifically for ?"
For a mont, her mind was in turmoil.
Seeing Valanie’s expression, Roger couldn’t help but laugh silently. He did return to find soone, but it was not Valanie.
It was Olivia.
"You... what do you an?"
Valanie asked stamringly.
Seeing the female pharmacist’s expression, Roger couldn’t help but be moved.
"Want to access the true Alchemy knowledge?"
"The kind that can truly overturn the world."
Roger’s voice pierced into Valanie’s ears like the whisper of a devil.
"Think carefully, I’ll only ask once."
"Miss this, and it’s gone forever."
Her chest heaved violently as countless images flashed through her mind.
Tragedies of childhood, studies of youth, and everything that happened with this man.
"I’m willing!"
Valanie said resolutely.
"Excellent."
"You will be grateful for the choice you made today."
Roger smiled, patting Valanie on the shoulder.
The next second, the girl’s figure vanished into thin air, as a voice echoed in her mind.
"Follow the guidance; our next eting will be the start of your new life."
Having sent Valanie away, Roger also disappeared from the lab, but the next mont, his figure appeared again.
"If I were you, I wouldn’t keep going forward."
A shadow appeared out of thin air.
Roger frowned, recognizing the man with a sowhat roguish appearance.
"Looks like you’re planning to make kill you again."
"Heh."
The man shook his head.
"Luckily you didn’t attack directly, giving you the chance to listen to what I have to say next."
"Let introduce myself." The man adjusted his loose clothing.
"My na is Yumit, from the Soul Realm."
"This place has been trapped by Tristramy. As soon as you approach where Olivia lives, the hidden chanism will trigger."
"At that ti, you’ll face an overwhelming assault."
"Trust , unless you can unleash an Immortal-level power in the real world, you have no chance of survival."
Yumit appeared to be kindly warning.
"Oh..."
Roger sighed nonchalantly, seemingly indifferent to Yumit’s warning.
"Is that so? That’s perfect."
"I was just planning to find her."
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