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Chapter 1401: Sincerity

The voice in the darkness refused to speak again, Roger asked in a gentle tone: "What's wrong? Did I say it too directly, hurt you?"

"You will never die, I will let you live in pain." The powerful abyss creature said to Rog.

"It sounds like you are still very strong, unlike some creatures, with a hard shell, and your heart is still so soft. You must have lived a hard life over the years, right? Yes, how can you not be bitter in places like the abyss?" After Roger said, the sword clanged again on the demon gourd.

"You should have regained the appearance of your race now and no longer pretended to be a powerful abyss creature. You are not in the Zerg form, nor are you in the humanoid form. You don't care about showing your anger now because you look down on me. You look down on me, but you still have anger, which means that there is still a big gap between you and my teacher."

"If you continue to remain silent, what I said may be a little bit ugly. Yes, I want to chat with you."

"Are you scared?"

"It's a bit, facing it calmly is not a contradiction between being afraid. Just like you are cowardly, you are also cruel enough. In your abyss, you are the supreme being."

"What can you do if I don't talk to you?"

clang...

Roger sharpened his sword and said, "It can't be done. If you say or not, I am still me, and you are still you. You just think there is a difference. Maybe you will feel uncomfortable if you don't speak, so you choose not to talk to me. However, even if you don't answer me, you are still talking to you deep in my heart, which is something you can't stop."

"madman!"

"Then do you like talking to lunatics or to normal people?" Roger asked.

"I should probably catch someone else."

"It's the same for anyone to catch. People who can be controlled by you are worthless. People who cannot be controlled by you will regret it if you catch them."

"I never knew what regret is."

"There will always be a first time, and you are not a life that you will not regret."

"Your courage is interesting. Yes, I have a flaw in my heart. Looking back and absorbing half of your soul should make my flaw disappear and I will evolve into a more perfect life."

"I'm about to meet you, but I don't have any expectations. Your image has taken shape in my mind, which makes me disappointed." Roger's sword sharpening sound and his words echoed in the black air.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"I have to admit, I'm a little depressed." Before Roger finished speaking, the black air around him dispersed without warning, and he grabbed him with one hand.

Roger's sword flew up automatically and slashed towards the hand.

"Ignorance..." The dark abyss suddenly lit up, and in a ball of flame, more than a hundred burning creatures were holding Roger's arms in sharp claws.

The flying sword was pinched by the hand that first caught it and shattered.

Roger sighed and crushed the demon gourd used to sharpen his sword. In the space, it seemed like a singularity was born, and the violent force teared everything, including Roger himself.

However, the creature still carried it over without hesitation, his body was burning and the flames were red.

This is a strange creature. The whole body is like a burning ball of flesh, with eyes on it and a mouth that cannot be seen. More than a hundred arms are as soft as tentacles, but the ends are like human palms.

The demon gourd shattered, the space exploded, and half of Roger's body disappeared.

Although the sword cultivator's body strength was not as strong as that of a demon, it was much higher than that of a Taoist priest. After this explosion, the strange creature was not afraid of it, and Roger, who had only half of his body, laughed.

Below his body, where the gourd exploded, the space really cracked.

A human being held in the palm of his hand, the monster holding Roger was captured into the crack of the space with Roger.

In the Immortal Palace World, Xia He pinched the monster and threw it to the ground. A group of Taoists around him obviously had been waiting for a long time. After the monster landed, it was still burning, but the ground of the Immortal Palace was covered with jade, covered with formations, and Xia He's body suppressed it, and the monster's flames seemed to be frozen.

"Astria, send Roger to heal his wounds."

"Yes." Astria looked at the monster caught by Xia He from the abyss with some reluctance, hugged Rog and went to find Freya.

The monster looked at the Taoist priests watching him in horror. The level or strength of these Taoist priests was far inferior to him. Even if they were not in the abyss, he could kill them with one hand. However, the humans who threw him on the ground were too terrible. No means were useful, so they sealed all his strength.

Xia He looked at the monster and said, "Look, this is a creature in the abyss with more than three thousand layers, which is of great research value. Of course, it's nothing to do if you mess it up. I have left coordinates in his abyss world, and we can go there directly."

"Really, Master!"

"Of course it's true. After we enter, the demons on this level are no longer a problem. Then we can fight on it and treat it as your trial ground. This monster is the sandbag that you are familiar with the laws of the abyss."

The monster couldn't even say a word, and he suddenly regretted it very much.

The queen regretted it, but he didn't expect that there would be such a powerful human being who saw his trap and set up a trap in reverse to wait for him to jump.

However, he thought he could see through everything and use the demons on the ground to control everything.

He stared at Roger for a long time and confirmed that there was no problem with Roger and that everything happened naturally.

Xia He smiled and said, "This idiot must be thinking about why he was deceived."

"Because he is not a human being." said a Taoist priest.

"Yes, he is not a human being, and he doesn't understand how precious human souls are. Your senior brother, Rogge, I didn't give him any orders, but he could think that the gourd was the key. And his own thoughts were even this monster like a god, and he could not see it. This is what I told you about the importance of the stability of the soul."

"Actually, it's very hard." Roger was lying in a jade bathtub. The bathtub was filled with precious spiritual liquid to help him repair his body. He suffered a lot of damage, but there was no additional state damage. The shattering of the gourd was caused by Xia He's power, and Roger disappeared below his waist.

Freya sat next to the bathtub, and Astria accompanied her.

She looked at Roger with a smile and said, "Little guy, it's already amazing to be able to deceive a god-like life."

"I'm not lying to him, I'm the Sword of Sincerity, I won't lie to anyone."

"Then why can't he see?"

"He doesn't believe it. I said that when he sees him, he will regret it. I said that I will make him worse than death, and I also said..."

"Okay, do you think your sincerity can impress me?" Freya asked.

"It's definitely not possible." Roger said with a bitter face: "You are like a heavenly emperor."

"Then why do you endure it? Just shout it out if it hurts."

In the spiritual liquid, Roger's body was growing little by little, without growing a layer. It seemed like he was slashing his nerves with a sharp knife, and he felt a sense of soreness and burning heat.

"It will hurt if you shout, and it will also consume extra physical energy."

"Anyway, there is spiritual fluid to replenish your physical strength."

“It costs money.”

"You helped your ancestor get this thing done, and some rewards are you still concerned about the money for body repair?"

"You definitely don't know how much debt I owe."

"That's my negligence." Freya took out a jade bottle and poured golden spiritual liquid into the bathtub.

"No need to be so good, right?"

"I like to lend money. Why, don't you want to use it?" Freya glared.

"In no mood."

"Sure enough, I won't scare you anymore. It's for you. It's not easy to cultivate your body. If you don't guarantee your quality, it may delay your becoming an immortal."

Roger sweated and changed the topic: "What's going on over the ancestor?"

Freya released the illusion at will, and saw Xia He leading many Taoist priests to dissect the burning monster. The young faces were excited with piety, desire for knowledge, and even a solemn feeling.

The burning monster could only howl silently, looking extremely miserable.

"What a pity." Roger's face was filled with regret.

"Don't worry, I will keep you alive. When you are ready, come and study him." Xia He turned around and said to Rog through the illusion.

"Where are my teacher and the others?"

"This is your opportunity. No matter how powerful this monster is, it is no longer what your teacher needs." Xia He said to Rog.

"After all, it's a god-level creature..."

"If it was your teacher, the counterattack sword would severely damage this thing, and it would not destroy half of my body, so I would help me open the passage."

"I am not good at learning swordsmanship." Roger was ashamed.

"It's okay, at least this time, I've performed the mission perfectly, and I won't have to worry about you anymore."

Roger immediately became happy. What does this sentence mean?

Don’t worry about him, then he will become a great sword cultivator in the Immortal Palace like his teacher and be able to truly protect everything in the Immortal Palace.

"Your emotions are so ups and downs?" Freya asked.

"I was too stable before, and I had defects in my newly grown body." Roger said, and suddenly realized that he had completed the change of his mentality during the process of falling into the abyss. That was the process of practice. Looking back to dissect the monsters in the abyss, it was only confirmed again.

No wonder the ancestor said that he no longer needs to worry about me.

Every time he sharpens his sword, he is a training of his mind. He said it is not that easy, and it is really difficult if he is not humble. The process of falling into the abyss is also too terrible for him.

More than three thousand layers are like his soul washing repeatedly in purgatory.

If he hadn't been able to sharpen his sword and sensed the mystery of the Immortal Palace by sharpening his sword, he would not have been able to hold on to today. Roger suddenly looked at his hands with his arms deep inside.

The two hands are no different from before, but when the thoughts move, the ten fingers are like fairy swords, with their hands intertwined and making a sword sound.
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