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It was already late at night when Roger walked out of the fighting stunt. Angel's wings drooped and fell asleep alone against the tree.

There are traces of divine power being activated around.

"kindness?",

Roger looked up and saw that the branches and leaves were lush on his head, and there was no trace. Then he lowered his head and saw that there were faint traces of the soil outside Angel.

"Anqier, wake up," Roger shook her shoulders.

Angel opened her eyes sleepily, yawned and said, "Brother, you are back."

Roger took off his coat and put it on her, saying, "Did you notice someone attack you?"

Angel was much more awake. After seeing his caring look, she looked around and shook her head, but she didn't notice it at all.

"Forget it, you're fine."

Roger carried her onto the horse and said, "You must be careful when I'm no longer there."

"Oh, Angel knows it",

The owner of the landlord crossed his hands through her waist and tied the reins, looking back at the top of the fighting skills tower.

There is a small window on the top floor. Through the window, you can see a woman in a water-blue long dress looking at him.

Ji Lan's eyes were still so calm, but the doubts in her heart did not disappear.

He actually rejected himself. The girl named Lolita was obviously his weakness.

The space vortex above Ji Lan did not disappear, and a pair of eyes as deep as an abyss appeared and appeared in the vortex.

"The new god of death is not easy to control",

An old voice came from the vortex of time and space. It seemed that only those who have experienced the baptism of time and time could make such a sound that was vicissitudes and saw through everything.

Ji Lan said: "It's harder to control than you."

The voice in the vortex said: "I don't need control, just keep the balance of the power of the gods. When your power is reduced, if there are other gods who want to destroy you, I will stand on your side."

Ji Lan said: "You are destined to not see that day in your lifetime."

"Not necessarily. There are not only death and the God of Time and Space in this world. Even if the real God dies, the competition for the God's position will not stop. Let's wait and see."

The deep eyes gradually become smaller in the vortex until they disappear

At dawn that day, Roger arrived at the grassland in front of Kanding City. That night, he rode Oga's horse and hugged Angel, but he was not sleepy at all.

He reached the top floor from the first floor of the fighting skills tower in one breath. Not only did he not feel tired but felt a little excited.

The left hand of God. Ling, Sky Tower, Jilan, the God of Time and Space. He came into contact with too many things in just three hours.

At the last moment, he rejected Ji Lan. It was not that he didn't want to resurrect Lolita, but that he knew that Ji Lan's mind was far from as simple as it seemed. She suppressed her own strength when fighting with him.

The space she could control was not only the 1,000 cubic meters she measured, but her space channel could also move her silver needles and silver shields to another space, but she didn't do that. On the contrary, she deliberately exposed her flaws.

Even without those mirrors, as long as the source power is used to impact her space channel with all its strength, it will collapse briefly.

All the endings were designed by her. The purpose, or one of the purposes, was to let herself enter the final space gate to help her.

Angel in her arms moved, her wings spread slightly, and she spread her hands like a kitten and stretched.

Roger's thoughts were interrupted. He smelled the fragrance of her body and couldn't help but smile: "Are you awake? Did you sleep well last night?"

They were all on the horse all night, and Roger was afraid that she would feel the bumps and deliberately slowed down, so that the horse would pace slowly.

But Angel seemed to have not noticed it, leaned in his arms and said, "Brother, Angel sleeps well."

Roger smiled and said, "Yes, you didn't notice the attack from the white mask last night."

"When did you fall asleep?"

Angel said, "I don't remember it. After waiting for you for a long time, you didn't come back, Angel fell asleep."

Roger nodded. He pushed away the covered soil, and the round traces were very deep. There were depressions in the depths of two centimeters on the ground. Based on the strength of her divine power, it is estimated that the white masks on the left hand of God are most in line with the conditions.

Moreover, only they have had a grudge with themselves and are so proficient in assassination skills that with his eyesight, they can only find such a clue.

"Brother, that city",

Angel opened her eyes and saw the gray city ahead.

Kanding, this city that gave Roger goodness and pain has been destroyed in the fire. At first glance, it looks like a pile of black ruins, and it will never see the charm of the past again.

Without living or life, Roger could no longer feel any vitality in this city.

He couldn't help but feel a little regretful that the greatest pain this city brought to him also allowed him to grow as fast as possible. No matter what, there are people in this city who should not die, the straightforward director of the administrative department, the friend who was tortured by Duras but was unable to take him away at the last moment.

"This city no longer exists," Roger said, turning over and dismounting at the horse and looking at the giant tree in front of the city gate.

It was a crystal-like giant tree of life, about ten meters high. Its roots were deeply rooted in the ground, with lush branches and leaves. The whole tree exuded a strong vitality, and formed two different life realms with Kanding City, which was close to it.

Roger led the horse to the tree, and the breeze blew on his face, as if someone was gently caressing it.

At the last moment of the trial, Adams rushed to Kanding City. He saw Roger running out of the city, holding Lolita tightly and with tears on his face, Roger also saw him.

But the moment the two of them intersected their eyes was life and death, and no one stopped. Roger had lost his mind. He only wanted to hold Lolita to find Dr. Kovo, and Adams stepped into Kanding City without hesitation to block the pursuit of his enemies.

No one thought that at that glance, the separation of heaven and man forever, and he would never see the most important guide in his life again, and his mentor Adams had only wishes at the last moment of his life.

He hoped that his students would not be blinded by hatred and would not go astray. The breeze seemed to be still in his ears.

The spring grass under his feet gently blew, and the branches and leaves above his head swayed in the wind. Roger let go of the reins in his hand and walked forward and stretched out his palm and pressed it on the trunk. He quietly felt the tree.

Although there was a lot of spring, there was no breath of life, and Roger's eyes turned slightly red.

He rubbed his fingers gently on the trunk and said softly: "Teacher, I'm back to see you, I dare not let down your teachings."

"Teacher, Roger really wants to see you again."

Crystal tears fell on the gently brushing spring grass (to be continued)
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