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Chapter 688(2/2)

In the collision between the two forces, each other is lost.

But the loss of the fifth level is one, and the loss of the fourth level may be ten or one hundred.

In theory, level 4 can also damage or even kill level 5, but the power that needs to be consumed may be a very terrible number.

So many people subconsciously regard this situation as a delusion.

A special life stance can not only prolong life and restore injuries, but also the foundation for the fifth-level real standing at the top of extraordinary things.

But at this moment, Roger was surprised, while Jora opposite was even more surprised.

Usually, she only needs to release a little vitality to resist attacks below level 4, but at this time, the strange black sword was invading her power like a vortex.

Although there is still a qualitative gap compared to the real fifth-level, it means that the opponent's sword can hurt her.

If strong enough, you can even...

The next moment, Jora burst out his strength without any hesitation, but at the same time, Roger also noticed the special thing about Black Moon.

Before he could prepare, the black moon in his hand burst into bright light.

The black moonlight instantly covered the sky above the two of them.

"This power..."

Roger's heart moved, and his thin and tall body flashed in his mind.

The man who struggled for more than a hundred years but eventually lost to fate.

"I knew that even if some people have their bodies, souls and consciousness been erased, they still stubbornly leave their own shadows in the world."

The muscles in the body were tense, and Roger followed a certain feeling in his memory and merged with the black moon in his hand.

Swish!

The sword light cut through the sky, and the most extreme black melted into this sword.

Jora was surprised to find that she had set up her defense with her vitality and was instantly broken. She had to retreat and retreat to the other end of the teleportation in the void.

Taking a deep breath, Jora had just planned to launch an attack again, but suddenly the space around collapsed inward, destroying her temporary channel for communication with her bloodline.

“No matter who you are, no matter what your purpose is.”

"But if you dare to hurt Dora's hair and let her leave a trace of blood, I promise that the next meeting will definitely bring you the most painful death!"

Before the space collapsed, Jora stared at Roger in a dim light.

Because she was worried, she missed the best opportunity, but just give her some more time...

But what made Jora feel a little confused was that in the face of his own threat, the man opposite the passage looked surprised.

"Uh... Although the positions are different, I have to remind you, don't just talk harshly, pay more attention to your back."

"later?"

The passage collapsed completely, Jora turned around with a puzzled look on his face before seeing Heyman's painful and twisted face.

"finally found you!"

"It turned out to be you, it turned out to be that Geralt was the trap you set!"

"Okay, very good!"

Heyman obviously misunderstood something, and his eyes at Jorah were teased and hysterical.

Jora sneered, although she was not sure what Heyman meant, she obviously didn't intend to explain anything.

Faced with this defeated general, Jora, who was full of anger and had nowhere to vent his fighting spirit, but just as she was about to launch an attack, a short black spear appeared out of thin air in the void.

Then it pierced through Jora's body like thunder!

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood was spit out, and Jora turned sideways, and then saw a figure covered in a black robe.

A hand stretched out from the black robe and held the sweeping short spear steadily.

"Is she the leader of those rebels?"

"hehe."

"Kill me, no one can stop Long Ting's will!"

Jora's face was as deep as water, and the vitality of his body surged towards the wound, granulation grew wildly, and the big hole between his chest and abdomen was quickly repaired, but Jora's face did not have any joy.

Although the physical damage has been recovered, the gap still exists in places where it cannot be seen.

More importantly, the territory she hid was like a leaking ball, with power losing madly at all times.

"What did you do?"

The answer to Jora was just a low laugh.

“It’s so boring.”

On the other side, a sword forced Jora to retreat and borrowed the power of the Alder sword seal to destroy the unstable space channel.

After doing all this, Roger quickly left and chased after Sonia in the direction she left.

During the previous trip, they had already set a distance between Jora and Jora, but Jora used special magic to stimulate the bloodline power in Amanda's body and determine the precise position.

At this time, this force was broken by Roger, and the distance between the two sides exceeded the normal sensing range. More importantly, the magic used by Jora overdraws the sensing between bloodlines.

For some time, she couldn't determine the specific location, which bought Roger a long time.

There was no problem with the body, but Sonia's consciousness fell into chaos. When Roger found the two of them, Sonia only had time to explain a few words and fell into the depths of her consciousness.

In this state, Sonia's body can still make any movements according to Roger's instructions, but her consciousness has fallen asleep, and all that remains is instinct.

I can only obey mechanically but cannot give constructive opinions.

The surroundings were desolate, and Roger set up some barriers again, then slowed down and walked towards the nearby city after moving forward for a long distance.

Finally got a little breathing. Next, in addition to avoiding tracking to help Sonia recover her strength, Roger finally had time to check the prompts on the notice board.
Chapter completed!
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