Observer's Cabin

Hint: You have opened a Dream Treasure Chest

"You have received a Contraceptive Ring (for men)."

"You destroyed a Dream Treasure Chest."

"Your daily limit for 'No Mercy ' has been slightly increased."

In a corner where no one noticed.

Roger happily stole the treasure chest.

The items that come out of the Dream Treasure Chest are quite interesting.

There were some things that even Roger had to admit broadened his horizons.

For example, this ring.

"Contraceptive Ring (Extraordinary/Jewelry)"

Special effect: It relieves the wearer of worries about accidentally having offspring.

Enchantment 2: The Secrecy Lock

Enchantment 3: The Pleasing Art

Just a casual glance.

Then you'll know that this thing is a boon for some middle-aged men.

There are other similar alchemical items.

Roger suspected that these shady things were the work of Constantine or an alchemist of similar caliber.

After all, these items are of high quality and highly customizable.

It is often difficult for novice alchemists to achieve this level of 'control and freedom'.

However, these things are stuffed into the treasure chests in the battle.

Or maybe it's just to make up the numbers.

Or they're just messing with the contestants' mentality.

Unlike Roger.

The other 'thieves' in the Alchemy Castle are risking their lives to fight for the treasure chest—

Each treasure chest may trigger a trap.

This attracted the attention of the guards.

Not to mention their equally eager competitors.

in this case.

Many people, aside from the initial three boxes, [have something else].

Getting another box won't be easy.

Naturally.

They were filled with anticipation, hoping to find items in the treasure chests that would be helpful in the competition.

And once you get your hands on this kind of prop.

Roger could imagine how desperate they were!

"What Treasure Chest Scramble..."

"It's clearly a monkey show for the public!"

In the corner.

Looking across the corridor at the three contestants who were fighting over a treasure chest.

Roger yawned widely.

He casually stole the treasure chest using the Floating Cloud Palm.

This is certainly not him bullying the weak.

He simply couldn't bear to see these people continue fighting.

The best way to mediate a fight is, of course, to remove everything that caused the dispute.

Roger had assumed the treasure chest had disappeared.

The three contestants will then give up.

Who would have thought that his unintentional actions would exacerbate the conflict between them?

He slightly increased his perception.

It's not hard to tell from the arguments among the three contestants.

It turns out they all suspected that one of the other's people had stolen the treasure chest!

Very soon.

The verbal altercation and stalemate escalated into a real battle! Clang! Clang! Clang! The sounds of daggers clashing against each other rang out fiercely.

All three of them were extremely anxious.

They wrestled and fought fiercely, neither willing to give in.

Seeing this scene.

Roger had just opened the treasure chest and casually pulled out a bottle of "Escape Potion," immediately felt guilty.

"Hey, my intention was to mediate the fight..."

"In that case..."

"Why not try to persuade them to the end?"

His mind raced.

He then secretly planned to use the Floating Cloud Palm to divide the battlefield.

But at this very moment...

A strong sense of crisis washed over him! Along with that sense of crisis...

Within his perception.

A line of men in black robes appeared!

That instant.

Roger narrowed his eyes slightly.

The Floating Cloud Palm also vanished into thin air.

"Ah!"

One of the three people wrestling together cried out in surprise.

Very soon.

A faint smell of blood could be smelled in the air.

Roger saw it clearly.

One of the men had his internal organs pierced by a dagger.

now.

Large amounts of blood were gushing out.

The other two were terrified.

Their first instinct was to run away.

But the Patrol Puppet had somehow gotten close.

The scene became increasingly chaotic.

"The more chaotic, the better..."

In the shadows of the second floor of the castle.

Sean, the leader of the Mage Mobile Squad, was completely concealed within a black cloak.

Seeing this scene.

He revealed a triumphant expression.

As a veteran hunter who personally participated in the hunt for "Slaughter Mask" thirty years ago.

He was well aware of the other party's cunning.

Therefore, a small trap was set before the formal arrest operation.

Now it seems...

The trap was executed quite well.

"We were almost ready to close the net."

Sean thought to himself.

He gave his men several hand gestures.

He couldn't help but recall the origins of the arrest operation.

Tonight.

Sean, who was about to rest, suddenly received an important tip.

Some people claim to have seen Slaughter Mask himself at the Pumpkin Town Celebration.

Normally.

He would definitely scoff at this news—

Because every year at the Pumpkin Town Celebration, someone imitates Slaughter Mask.

Those foolish young people always like to dabble in these utterly pointless tricks.

However, the Mobile Team has to pay some attention to this.

This is an absolute affront to the Future Organization!

"If this were in the old days... heh!"

Sean will arrest all the so-called informants and imitators.

But things are different now.

The influence of the Future Organization on the Floating Island has long since diminished.

For the sake of the bigger picture.

He can no longer arrest people at will like he used to.

This made Sean very frustrated.

But that's reality.

He had no choice but to compromise.

It is also based on reality.

Sean planned to send two rookies to handle the situation.

Everyone knows that Slaughter Mask has been annihilated in the Space-Time Turbulence.

There is no way he could come back to life.

Absolutely impossible! However, not long after Sean gave the order...

The arrival of the second important intelligence report completely jolted him awake.

After carefully comparing a series of intelligence reports.

Sean was almost certain that the man who appeared at the Pumpkin Town Celebration was Slaughter Mask.

That was the only SSS-Class Wanted Criminal in the history of the Future Organization! So he did not hesitate to mobilize the maximum energy he could.

They then quickly surrounded the Alchemy Castle.

Along the way.

Sean's emotions shifted from excitement to calm.

He knew he had to remain absolutely focused.

Otherwise, the raid might fail.

Just thinking about that damned devil.

He couldn't help but recall those nightmarish years from thirty years ago.

The faces of many of his colleagues who had died at the hands of the other side would appear in his mind.

"He actually came back!"

"He actually dared to do it!"

"For over thirty years, the Future Organization has never let up in its efforts to target Spell Resistance monsters like you..."

Sean thought viciously.

He glanced at a special squad of mages behind him.

Then he whispered, "It's up to you guys in a bit."

"Capture is the primary goal, killing is acceptable, but at the very least, they must be exiled again..."

"As for the others in the castle... well, accidental injuries are always inevitable, so just go ahead and do it."

The members of that small team nodded slightly.

They all pulled out strangely shaped pink staffs from their pockets.

Under Sean's command.

Suddenly, these men in black robes swarmed into the castle through the second-floor chimney! "Although we don't know how he got back, or why he's in such a ridiculous situation, watching a spectacle is human nature. Those three fighting like that should distract him from some of his senses..."

"Once he's trapped by the ' Soul Sealing Barrier,' he'll have no chance of escape!"

Blood vessels appeared on Sean's eyes.

Under the influence of clairvoyance magic.

He clearly saw all the actions taking place on site.

Just as the tactics were devised.

The special team of mages surrounded the designated location from all sides.

Next.

It was about to be an earth-shattering battle! Sean silently pulled out a set of yellowed scrolls.

He touched the scroll's outer cover with some reluctance.

Then, gritting his teeth, he tore off the seal on the scroll! But the next second...

But a muffled voice came to his ear:

"Captain Sean."

"No Slaughter Mask was found."

"There is no one at this coordinate."

Snap! Sean's first reaction was to stick the scroll label back on.

After confirming that the scroll has not started.

He finally let out a long sigh of relief.

But the next second.

His expression suddenly changed.

He roared furiously:

"No one is at the designated coordinates!"

"Won't you check the surrounding area?"

"Send a group to verify the list of participants and see if anyone is missing! Quickly!"

A few seconds later.

That dull sound rang out again:

"There is indeed one person missing."

"That person's name is 'Cial'."

"People of unknown origin; the Pumpkin Town Celebration will indeed have many people of unknown origin..."

Sean decisively stopped him from explaining.

"Entire island under lockdown!"

I don't want to repeat myself.

He said coldly, "I gave that order."

"It wouldn't make a difference if Constantine came."

"Log: You used Flying Through Sky and Earth!"

"You left the Alchemy Castle and took away a large number of Dream Treasure Chest."

"Sixth Sense: You realize you're in the clutches of the Future Organization's Security Mobile Team, who may have mistaken you for Slaughter Mask; your intuition tells you this."

This is something you probably can't explain clearly.

The edge of Butterfly Island.

Roger examined the data panel with a serious expression.

Although he is not afraid of the Future Organization.

But being inexplicably targeted by a group of hostile individuals is not a good thing.

What's more, he was taking the blame for the enemy.

This feeling is even more unpleasant!

but.

Roger controlled his emotions very well.

The most important issue right now is to find out the cause of this! You should know that after entering the Eighth Historical Realm and learning about the origin of the Slaughter Mask.

Roger then took the initiative to undergo a deep disguise.

He now looks like a fairly handsome young man.

They look nothing like the real person.

His disguise was not flawless.

But how to see through this disguise?

It's not something an ordinary person can do.

not to mention.

The other party did this without Roger being aware of it.

That's terrifying.

If it wasn't Complete Sixth Sense alert, then it was still quite timely.

Roger is probably already engaged in combat with the Mobile Team! "Constantine?"

His first thought was of that Eye of Surveillance that had pretended to fly by that day.

"Very likely."

"But the alchemist's profits came from the appearance of the Slaughter Mask, so he seems to have no reason to report me to the Future Organization..."

Roger's mind raced.

It was at this moment.

A dark figure silently appeared in front of him.

"How so?"

Roger asked.

"I'm not sure, the scene is very chaotic."

Ripley said in a deep voice:

"I caused some mishaps in the vicinity to confuse people, but it might not work against experienced guys."

"The Mobile Team seems to be convinced that you are Slaughter Mask."

"The strongest members of the Future Organization will likely emerge in droves soon..."

Roger nodded:

"Looks like we've been set up."

Ripley frowned. "Could it be Slaughter Mask himself?"

"He's hiding in the shadows..."

"Impossible!"

Roger decisively rejected this possibility.

There is a connection between the Slaughter Authority.

If the other party came to this world.

Roger will surely sense it.

Unless the authority of the Slaughter Mask has reached immortality.

But in that case...

There's no need for the other party to play games with him.

"Who could it be?"

Ripley tensed up a little. "Do you have any other enemies?"

Roger couldn't help but roll his eyes.

This guy is great in every way.

He's just too cowardly.

If it weren't for the unequal contract signed by both parties, to the point that if one of them were to perish, the other would also perish.

Roger might even suspect that Drow was the one who informed on him!

"Take it easy."

Roger thought for a moment.

Finally, he calmly said:

"You stay on the island and continue the investigation. Remember, safety first."

"I'll just leave the Floating Island and lay low for a while."

Leaving the Floating Island was part of the plan.

Roger really didn't want to be used as a pawn and get into a conflict with the Mobile Team.

Although he did indeed covet the magic network of the Future Organization.

But his principle is to avoid fighting if possible.

In the current situation.

Avoiding war and delaying the inevitable might be the best strategy.

As time goes by.

The mastermind behind this will soon be unable to sit still.

"Then you'd better hurry."

Ripley, still nervously reminding him:

"Floating Island possess the ability to completely seal off the entire island..."

Zhuo Er hadn't finished speaking.

Nine sturdy, colorful barriers rose one after another from the edge of the Floating Island! These colorful barriers were like layers of eggshells.

It completely encased the Floating Island inside.

"Not good!"

Ripley said with a grim expression:

"This is the barrier of the 13 Rings!"

Roger sighed.

Then she gently patted his shoulder:

"Relax."

"Only 13 Rings..."

As he spoke.

He casually drew a door on the barrier.

"The Open Portal!"...

Suddenly.

A small door, just big enough for one person to pass through, appeared in front of Roger.

Under Ripley's surprised gaze.

Roger traversed the nine layers of barriers as if they were nothing.

It eventually disappeared into the sea of clouds under the night sky.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! The wind howled fiercely.

Roger Ride the Wind.

A dozen minutes later.

He successfully followed the trajectory of the "Vortex Bridge".

It slowly landed on the ground.

While in mid-air.

Roger didn't feel anything yet.

Now it lands on the ground.

Especially when a surge of toxic fumes comes over.

Even he experienced mild discomfort!...

"What a potent toxin!"

I looked at the tiny red dot that had bulged on the back of my hand and was almost invisible.

Roger couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

This is certainly not sarcasm.

With his current toxin resistance.

It's already quite an achievement to even get him to show a small red dot!...

"They've created some really new materials for Refining Poison into Evil..."

Walking through the poisonous fog.

Roger was fairly satisfied.

A short while later.

A swarm of insects, about the size of mosquitoes, flew over.

Roger swiftly brought down his knife.

A Taiyi Separating Fire Blade down right in front of him!

"You killed one Eight-Winged Tree Worm."

"Your pigmentation process has slightly accelerated."

"Dice of Destiny: Sin Mark Refreshed"

"Your intestinal gas emission frequency has slightly increased."

"You're hopeless!"

Roger sighed inwardly.

He casually chased away the annoying monsters.

The next second.

He activated his "Heavenly Vision and Earthly Hearing".

Everything within a 100-kilometer radius is clearly visible.

Roger quietly searched for potential targets.

Not long after.

He suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Eh!" because he was right there in that vast expanse of poisonous fog.

Roger discovered an intact cabin! And that's not all.

The lights were on in the little wooden house.

There are still people inside!

He hesitated for a moment.

In the end, they headed towards the small wooden house.

A moment later.

On the data panel.

Hint: You have discovered the Observer's Cabin.

"You have discovered a High-Dimensional Appraisal Scroll!"

"You sensed the aura of a divine artifact..."