About half an hour later, Roger walked up again.%〗

He seemed to have no change, but as soon as he stepped on the source power, he turned forward, which was almost the same as before, but when the tide of source power spread outside the nameless woman, it became even thinner.

"Is it useful to use the same trick again?" said the unknown woman.

Roger smiled and said, "Who said I used the same trick again? This is my new trick."

He folded his hands together, and a faint light came from him.

The priest's holy light is the most basic magic for the priest. It has no attack power, no defense, and even no hot temperature.

It is no difficulty for Roger to learn such a technique.

The nameless girl couldn't help but wonder what tricks he was going to play.

"Look at it, I'll take off your veil."

With his fingers hooked, the container behind him was completely opened, and puppet lines entered the container. With a sound of metal connected, bronze mirrors flew out from the container. Roger's fingers were flying, and the bronze mirror was neatly attached to the walls on both sides under his control.

"kindness?",

The nameless woman turned her back to him, but she seemed to be able to see all his movements clearly, and she made a puzzled voice.

Soon all the walls were covered with Roger's bronze mirror, and then a vortex of space appeared silently in front of the nameless girl.

With a "Kara" sound, the space in front of her was destroyed, and Roger's source power instantly gathered at one point and broke through her twisted space.

A slightly cold woman's pretty face appeared in the two bronze mirrors in front.

Through the mirror, Roger saw the face of the nameless woman, and the nameless woman also saw the corner of Roger's curled mouth through the smooth mirror.

"So you are pretty good," Roger smiled.

Although the space outside her was twisted back to its original appearance just after just a glance, Roger's tactics had been successful.

The nameless girl's long hair, small and beautiful nose, light red lips and slightly pointed chin all came into his eyes.

She and Ling are completely different women. One is cold and the other is charming. The fighting skills tower in this hell paradise seems to represent two completely different images of a woman.

The space outside the nameless woman gradually returned to normal. Her figure gradually became clearer, and the oil paintings hanging on the wall behind her also became clearer. The people who eat on the oil paintings and the dining tables they use were different from ordinary people.

When Wuming turned around, Roger felt that the tall woman in front of him seemed to exist only in a dream.

Water blue dream.

The long skirt she wore was also water blue.

Her eyes were as calm as water, and she looked at Roger, whose light gradually disappeared, and said, "You are different from the God of Death."

Roger smiled and said, "What is death like?"

"Death lacks wisdom," she said.

Roger waved his hand and smiled, "Probably this is why he chose me."

"But Death has powerful power," she added: "much stronger than you. The real Death can break through the space orbit."

Roger nodded: "I am far from fully fusing his power. Of course, you are not fully fusing the power of the God of Time and Space, otherwise I would not be able to see your face so easily."

He still has a lot of source power, so much that he can get here again from the first time.

"I realized during the first test that whether it is my silver needle or silver shield, it will eventually appear in this space again, and the source power is the same. This means that all you can master is the space channel, not the real different space."

He pointed to the container behind him and said, "A real space like here."

The nameless woman said: "You are wrong, I have mastered the different space."

"A space of less than a thousand cubic meters is not a different space, it is just a space you created yourself," Roger said.

The release of source power before going downstairs to buy a mirror is to test this space and find out the gaps that are easy to break through.

The nameless woman shook her head: "I have mastered the alien space, the dark abyss, hell, and the deep sea, but due to the rules of time and space, I cannot teleport your weapons to those places."

"Okay, it sounds a bit of a pity." Roger shrugged.

The nameless woman said: "Win means winning, and wisdom is also a kind of strength."

Without brute force, you can figure out your own space trajectory through two temptations, measure the volume of the space and find a breakthrough, and finally cleverly use the mirror and the priest's low-level skills to see your face.

His wisdom and adaptability are considered first-class.

Roger said: "So I am already the second owner here?"

The nameless woman nodded, and her fingers touched her fingers and the space behind Roger was twisted. When the twist disappeared, two seats appeared behind them.

Then a table appeared in front of the two people, and wine pots, cups and other items appeared one by one.

Roger looked up at her behind her. The dining table in front of her was exactly the same as the oil painting behind her.

The painting is called "Dear's Supper", with a golden table, a silver wine glass, and a tea utensil on the oil painting.

The same golden table and silver wine glass were placed in front of him.

The two sitting opposite looked very similar to the image of God in the oil painting. They did not change and became that painting.

The people in the oil paintings turned into Roger and the nameless girl bit by bit.

"God of Death, my name is Ji Lan, the most important controller of the Sky Tower. From today on, you and I will control the Sky Tower together."

Roger leaned on the chair and said, "If I remember correctly, you just said not long ago that you are not the owner of this tower, and this is not the top floor of the Sky Tower."

Ji Lan nodded slightly: "It wasn't before, but now it is."

Roger rubbed his forehead: "Please forgive me for not understanding what you mean",

Ji Lan said: "To control this tower requires you to know the situation in the tower and have the strength to control this tower. Before you enter, I only have the former, and the latter is on another person's things, and it is not controlled by me."

"Oh, do you think I'll get that thing back for you and let you really master the tower?"

Roger smiled.

Ji Lan said: "Of course, will you give up the position of the owner of this tower?"

"How do I know that you won't break the bridge after helping you achieve your goal?"

Ji Lan glanced at him, stood up and walked to the middle of the room.

"What you need to know is not whether I will destroy the bridge across the river, but what can I help you after I achieve my goal? Many people know what you desire the most, but only I can help you."

"Do you want to resurrect that Lolita's girl?"

The third time he encountered this opportunity, Roger turned his eyes to look at her.

"Death is in charge of death, but has been expelled from hell. If you want to enter hell and find the dead, I can only help you."

She reached out and pointed a few points, and a vortex of space appeared in front of her.

"Follow me, I know you can't refuse at all." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!