Chapter 937: The immortal monunt (1)
Facing the series of red warnings …
Roger turned a blind eye.
He just coldly waved the 200-ter-long stick.
Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang!
One stick after another.
The ocean-pacifying godly pillar crashed into the eye of the storm like a landslide.
Wuwuwu!
Mournful sobs ca from the depths of the secret realm.
This sound made people feel pity for him.
But Roger was still indifferent!
He knew what he was doing.
Although ‘flipping the table if you can’t make up your mind’ didn’t fit Roger’s style in theory, it was still very difficult for him.
However, he had actually used this move quite a lot, and he quite liked to use it.
The reason was …
Or was it because this move often aid at the enemy’s vital points?
Take this disaster as an example.
The 8th world that was returning couldn’t be said to be the culprit.
But it could be said to be the hotbed for raising the culprit.
In the face of disaster.
Roger didn’t have ti to test the waters with Constantine, the slaughter mask, and the others.
He had to solve the root of the disaster in one go.
He had to at least get rid of the slaughter mask.
The latter’s position was also obvious.
From the beginning until now.
Roger had basically figured out the killing mask’s style.
All the latter’s actions were forcing Roger to find him.
Furthermore, he was going to the slaughter mask’s territory to find him!
This was sothing that most people would have overlooked.
After all, the slaughter mask was too powerful.
He had been taking the initiative to provoke them.
He looked as if he was not afraid of anything.
But Roger knew very well.
The slaughter mask had never thought of fighting to the death with him in the main world!
Due to the conflict of authority.
There would definitely be a battle between the two sides.
This was the consensus of the two.
Roger wanted to set the battlefield in a place he was familiar with.
In fact, the slaughter mask also thought this way from the beginning!
That was why he had been trying to lure Roger into the secret realm!
That was his ho ground!
Once Roger went in.
Even if it wasn’t to the extent of certain defeat.
However, the winning rate would definitely drop by a lot.
The reverse.
If the location of the battle was in the main world’s Pri material plane …
Even if Roger hadn’t set up anything beforehand.
They could also gain more advantages in the duel.
This was the effect of a ho ga!
Even though the two sides had yet to officially clash, they were still on the sa level.
But in terms of the initiative in the final battle.
In fact, they had already secretly exchanged blows for several rounds.
Even …
Roger believed that “triggering a disaster by launching a hunting plan” was also a part of the slaughter mask’s plan to force him into the great mystery land!
It was not difficult to analyze.
Most of Roger’s knowledge could be deciphered by the slaughter mask.
Under such circumstances.
The possibility that the demon Slayer of Mystra had finally lowered their heads and entered dinosaur villa to et the slaughter mask’s conspiracy was very likely to beco a reality.
But unfortunately …
Roger didn’t fall for it.
He wasn’t bound by reputation.
He was well aware of his importance to the main world.
He wanted to solve the disaster.
He wanted to force the slaughter mask to co to the main world to fight.
He had to ensure his own safety to the greatest extent.
Hence, flipping the table beca the best choice!
losing a little reputation is nothing …
“Moreover …”
not only do I want to pry open the anchor point of the eighth history, I also want to eat this world-provided that you don’t co out!
Roger sneered in his heart.
He imdiately had an idea.
A small snake slithered out of its position without a sound.
Then, he disappeared into the rain.
The next second.
He raised the cudgel in his hand high again.
He gave the eye of the storm a brutal beating!
[ warning: damage to the great arcane realm 1% ]
[ heavenly divine body: the turbid White Snake has devoured a small amount of the remains of the great secret realm. The accumulation of your immortal ritual has increased … ]
At this mont.
The world seed to have turned into a furnace.
Roger was like a blacksmith.
He was forging the scrap iron under the cudgel rcilessly.
Shua shua shua!
A large number of ‘sparks’ ca out of the eye of the storm.
The spark quickly extinguished after it hit the air.
Then, they turned into teors.
It whistled as it was cast toward the surface of the main world!
In an instant.
In the sky above the mountain range of wildfire city.
It was a man-made teor shower!
But the teor shower didn’t cause much damage to the pri material plane.
Because it was right below the eye of the storm.
The giant snake covered in white spots had been dormant for a long ti.
Roger ordered.
It opened its bloody mouth.
Its appearance was extrely terrifying …
In the rain.
The yellow liquid stuck to the four venomous fangs of the turbid White Snake dripped onto the ground.
Instantly, a huge pit appeared on the ground.
And that thick and long snake’s tongue was even more stretched out from afar.
While he was stretching and shrinking.
Most of the larger ‘teors’ were directly sucked into its stomach.
As for the smaller pieces that were scattered further away …
It was also sucked in by the giant snake’s mouth.
For this reason.
There was even a black hole-like cyclone inside its mouth.
The cyclone was like a super vacuum cleaner.
It sucked up all the falling teors.
Not only that.
Around the cyclone.
The continuous rain had also lost its rhythm.
The massive amount of rain was swallowed by the greedy turbid White Snake.
As a result, there was a vacuum period for rain around it.
And in a place further away.
It seed to be punishing it for disturbing the weather.
The rain in those places was falling even harder!
In the heavy rain.
The giant snake flicked its tongue in and out excitedly.
It even gave Roger a stronger feedback because of this-
“Hurry up!”
“Just a little more!”
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