There is obviously only the fourth stage of soul power!

Guzman believed that his feelings would not be wrong, and even now, he was very sure of this.

But the attack he suffered was an absolute fifth-level attack.

After suffering such a serious injury, other extraordinary people would have been killed on the spot, but after Guzman's head fell to the ground, his body fell forward, and the wound showed some signs of fusion.

Then he saw another power that was completely different from others in Roger.

It was a storm of qi and blood.

It is absolutely impossible to exist in the soul realm.

"How can your body get in here?"

Faced with Guzman's doubts, Roger did not answer. He stretched his right arm forward, and then a pitch-black sword appeared on his palm.

The cold light was cold, and the blade was hidden in the force that made Gusman's heart palpitations. Unlike the attack just now, he knew that if the black weapon penetrated his body, the power would be enough to tear his soul apart.

He was still thinking in his mind, but the next second he was severely painful. In the pain, his perception returned to normal. It was not until then that Guzman discovered that Roger, who was still standing in the distance, had appeared beside him at some point.

And the weapon that made him feel cold in his heart had penetrated his chest and nailed him to the ground.

The hilt of the sword stirs.

Guzman seemed to hear the wail of his soul, and at the same time the weapon seemed to have produced infinite devouring power.

"What the hell are you?"

He wanted to fight to the death, but when a huge eyeball occupied his entire field of vision, any resistance would lose its meaning.

KAKA.

The soul was shriveled and eventually turned into something like coke. Roger stood up, and the weapon in his hand turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared into the air.

At the same time, losing the final support, Guzman's body collapsed and became the tiniest particle without leaving a trace.

Until Roger stood up and turned to face Tristrimi and Umit on the other side, they had not yet come back to their senses from their previous surprise.

"You...you killed him?"

Tristrimi looked unbelievable, and then she also noticed something abnormal in Roger.

"How could your body appear here?"

“Not comply with the rules…”

"It's an illusion, it must be an illusion!"

But as soon as she finished speaking, her figure disappeared out of thin air.

Although I was shocked, I subconsciously chose the most advantageous way of fighting.

escape!

She is not good at head-on battles, and with little strength left, she has no chance of winning in a head-on battle.

Bang!

A muffled groan came from the void, and Tristrimi's body appeared again. What Roger did not expect was that she had completely given up on the attack and crawled on the ground, raising her hands high.

"Don't kill me, I can give you all my strength."

“I have paid too much to get to where I am today…”

"If I give up on my own initiative, you can get a relatively complete gold coin of fate, and then you can completely control it and have the ability to see through fate."

"And if you kill me, all you get is a broken part."

"Don't listen to her."

It was Yumit who spoke.

Roger looked sideways.

Umit at this time was completely different from the one he had when he met not long ago.

At that time, he had a sense of extreme relaxation in his bones, but now...

"If you let her go, you can get all your strength, but it won't take long to see a crazier and more powerful enemy reappear."

“This is a special world.”

"A so-called paradise, a so-called immortal land, is actually just a larger cage."

"Believe me, she has a way to recover her strength, and even that time is much faster than you think."

"I'm going to kill you!!"

Before Yumit could finish his words, Tristrimi rushed towards him frantically.

Eyes are hollow and hair is disheveled.

The thin body was covered with a wide robe. No matter from any angle, Tristrimi did not have the style of an extremely powerful man at this time.

Bang!!

She just ran forward a few steps before being blocked by an invisible barrier.

But even so, Tristrimi still did not give up. She panted and wriggled forward desperately.

"Haha, come on, kill me!"

She screamed wildly.

At this moment, a ripples suddenly appeared in the light door deep in the hall, and light flashed, and a figure appeared out of thin air.

It was a weird man with obese body and most of his skin was exposed outside. He said he was weird because there seemed to be countless fleshworms hidden under the man's skin.

Those little things were squirming, as if they wanted to break their skin.

"Domurray, the Wandering Soul Gathering!"

Tristrimi shouted in surprise.

"Finally come!"

"You are finally here!"

She turned against her previous state.

It seems that her previous performance was just a disguise, she just wanted to delay time by actively showing weakness.

Being stared at by two deep pits without eyeballs, Roger felt a deep malice, and the twist of his soul had turned the woman into a monster.

I have a lot of strength, but I don’t have the pride to match it.

According to Sonia, in the low-energy world, every extraordinary person who wants to break free from the constraints must have firm belief and determination to move forward.

But what Roger saw now, these extraordinary people who took shortcuts in the soul realm have exposed too many weaknesses.

"At a moment, you'll be torn apart, and we have time to study your body. Yo... every inch of skin is waving to me, hoho."

Tristrimi let out a sick laugh.

But the next second, she heard a shrill scream.

"What's going on?"

Tristrimi looked around. Although she had no eyes, it did not affect her perception of the surrounding environment.

"Everything is normal?"

"Where is Domurray, Umit hasn't moved, that boy..."

"Wait, why is Domurray still there? Why didn't he attack?"

Tristrimi realized the abnormality, and then she heard Umit's familiar voice.

"Did you just find out?"

“What did you find?”

Tristrimi's expression was stiff.

Then she felt a palm pressing on her shoulder, and then the surrounding environment changed drastically.

The entire hall was dilapidated, with traces of battle everywhere. What shocked her the most was in the depths of the hall.

In front of the flashing light door...

A pile of corpses!

"Domurray, Kesar, Bird..."

"They...they are all dead?"

"What about that?"

Umit's voice was chilling. Because of his special ability, he got rid of it earlier than Tristrimi. It was because of this that he firmly chose to stand by that man instead of becoming his enemy.

"But...how is this possible?!"

"How is it impossible?" Yumit asked back.

"Among the same level, we are already weaker than those bloodlines, and this guy is obviously the best among them...or monster!"
To be continued...