Disaster Descends!

On the roof.

The Somersault Cloud gradually dissipated and turned into a faint white mist.

Roger stood there.

His eyes were fixed on the Ether Witch.

The latter's expression changed from playful at the beginning.

It turned into a serious expression tinged with a hint of reproach.

The two stared at each other for a moment.

Roger gently shook his head. "You are not my child."

Two blushes immediately appeared on the Witch's face.

Whoosh! A blazing fireball hurtled towards them like a shuttle.

But Roger easily caught him with a single slap.

Splash! Sparks flew everywhere.

Roger himself was unharmed.

"You are very perceptive."

"I am indeed not your child."

The Witch's expression returned to calm.

She casually pulled a fiery ribbon from the flying sparks and tied her hair up high.

While tying the knot, he said, "But there are some memories in my mind that don't belong to me."

"Those memories are like daydreams to me. I've been puzzled by them for a long time, and only today have I found the answer."

The Witch paused.

Then, without any emotion, he stated:

"You have fooled time."

"The Lord of Time will settle accounts with you sooner or later."

Roger looked at her with some surprise.

However, he did not intend to explain that "the Legacy of Time is compensation bestowed upon him by the Lord of Time."

About the Ether Witch.

Roger's feelings were actually very complex.

From a behavioral perspective

She is essentially the female version of Slaughter Mask.

The reason why the two sides haven't reached the point of fighting upon meeting is because...

It was simply because there was no struggle for status or power between Roger and her.

It can be used in the struggle for the Twelve Keys.

The two are absolute mortal enemies.

There will inevitably be friction and collisions in the future.

But from a perceptual perspective...

Roger could also sense many of Mystra's marks on her.

Especially the part related to Far Gaze Town.

This puzzled Roger greatly.

He wanted to unravel the mystery surrounding the Ether Witch.

But the other person's eyes told Roger something.

Getting her to cooperate is not an easy task.

Therefore.

He simply continued along with her topic:

"The Lord of Time?"

"Do you know anything about Him?"

The Witch frowned slightly.

At first, she seemed reluctant to answer the question.

But a moment later.

She answered quickly:

"The Lord of Time is a god who reigns supreme over all."

"Even among the gods, He is the most special one."

"In one version of the myth of the origin of the universe, people say that the Lord of Time brought the Celestial Gods Race to this world. After the Celestial Gods Race created the world and created all things through their efforts, the Nine Great Planets and the myriad forms of the starry sky came into being..."

"The Celestial Gods Race?"

"Are the gods a single race?"

Roger asked in surprise.

"A god is a god."

"The Celestial Gods Race is the Celestial Gods Race."

"Not every god comes from the Celestial Gods Race, but every Celestial Gods Race has a very high probability of becoming a god."

"At its peak, the Celestial Gods Race numbered in the tens of thousands."

"Otherwise, do you think that only one person lives on such a large Ao Star as Ao?"

"Of course, there are also differences in the purity and concentration of bloodlines within the Celestial Gods Race. The purer and more concentrated the bloodline, the stronger the person is and the higher their aptitude. This is a very common rule."

"In any case, the Celestial Gods Race has a close relationship with the Celestials. They are the most advanced of the advanced races and the head of all races in the Celestial Realm..."

The Ether Witch answered in great detail.

The details were so detailed that Roger sensed something amiss.

He looked at the other person thoughtfully:

"Actually..."

"I was just asking casually."

"Is there something you want from me?"

The Witch immediately showed a very displeased expression:

"No way!"

"I just don't want to fight you today!"

Even if you're taking advantage of someone's misfortune, you'd better know when to stop!

Roger was completely stunned:

"Where did I take advantage of the chaos?"

The Witch was also taken aback.

Immediately.

She asked, somewhat embarrassed, "You didn't intend to profit from this?"

Roger fell silent.

He was considering whether he should pretend that everything was under control.

But the Witch was also very clever.

soon.

She realized that Roger's arrival there was purely by chance.

She looked even more embarrassed and angry! "Damn it!"

"Then why am I wasting all this time talking to you!"

"Anyway, don't get in the way!"

She made a move to leave.

Whoosh! Roger's figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

He gently placed his hand on the Red Moon.

A calm smile appeared on his face:

"I really didn't intend to take advantage of the chaos."

"That doesn't mean it won't happen now or in the future."

"Shameless!"

The Witch's chest heaved with anger as she cursed loudly.

Roger glanced at the three corpses of the Child of Slaughter on the ground.

I have a clue:

"Is it related to them?"

The Witch's expression showed some hesitation.

Roger then tried his best to make his tone as sincere as possible.

He also used a "bluff": "Tell me what happened."

"I'm just curious about these people's background and purpose."

I won't get in your way, at least not recently.

After hearing these words.

The Witch gave Roger a deep look.

She seemed to be trying to determine whether these words were true or false.

After a short rest.

She spoke at an extremely fast pace:...

"Just yesterday."

"Slaughter Mask has obtained the key to the 11th History: the Seven-Colored Flute."

"He manipulated the world of Far Gaze Town to integrate into the real world, but he didn't care about the life or death of this world. He only wanted to use this most populous world as a springboard for his own advancement..."

"To this end, he dispatched thousands of Child of Slaughter and joined forces with the shadow monsters of the White Plains to launch a ruthless hunt."

"These monsters will indiscriminately hunt down commoners and nobles from the world of Far Gaze Town."

"His aim is to spread fear, slaughter, and despair across the ' Pearl Plains ' in order to awaken the power of calamity..."

"I was delayed by some things, so I just got here..."

"I have a special bond with the world of Far Gaze Town, and I cannot ignore it. I must stop his conspiracy, and you cannot get in my way!"

"On the contrary, aren't you an opponent vying for power with Slaughter Mask? Or a demon slayer protecting the world? Are you really that out of touch with reality?"

Upon hearing this...

Roger couldn't help but give an awkward smile.

However, he soon fell into deeper thought.

In terms of perception.

According to the Ether Witch's statement.

The Injured Wolf have already been verifying the truth of her words as quickly as possible.

If this is true.

Therefore, Slaughter Mask must have pulled a trick at the Dinosaur Manor.

"Slaughter Mask has the ability to freely enter and exit ' Dinosaur Manor '."

They tried to trick me into entering Great Secret Realm.

It might just be a feint.

This would buy him the opportunity to seize the key to Far Gaze Town.

"Although I was not fooled."

But he also briefly left this world.

The game between Constantine and me took a little longer.

If Slaughter Mask's initial target was Far Gaze Town in the 11th History.

So, he succeeded by a twist of fate.

His thinking may not be that meticulous.

He may have already obtained the key to Far Gaze Town.

They simply discovered that I was neither in the real world nor in the secret realm, so they took the opportunity to push forward the so-called "Hunting Plan".

It's also possible that this plan was a trap he set for me...

That instant.

Hundreds of possibilities flashed through Roger's mind.

Although the established plan remained unchanged.

But his inner vigilance rose to an unprecedented level once again—

On the surface, Slaughter Mask appears to be a brainless, irritable brute.

In fact, he is also very meticulous.

It's easy to see from Ripley's performance.

No ascendant should be underestimated.

Moreover, Slaughter Mask is not weak to begin with.

Behind him stood an Immortal-grade alchemist.

The enemy camp is unprecedentedly strong in both strength and resources.

This thought came to mind.

Roger looked solemnly at the Ether Witch:

"At least in dealing with Slaughter Mask."

You can trust me completely.

You should know how cruel the struggle for power can be.

Moreover, he also wanted to get his hands on the world of Far Gaze Town...

This is also something I won't allow to happen.

It seemed they had caught the unspoken message in Roger's words.

The Witch looked at him with some curiosity. "Are you saying... you want to form an alliance with me?"

Roger neither affirmed nor denied it.

He simply replied calmly, "The enemy of my enemy may not be my friend, but at least he can be someone who is not my enemy for the time being."

"If there is an opportunity to take down Slaughter Mask, you can let me know at any time."

The Witch thought for a moment:

"An alliance is possible."

"But only temporarily."

"Once I get rid of that troublesome Slaughter Mask, I'll still settle the score with you. Don't forget, you're the one who stole my Fire Whirlwind!"

Roger nodded calmly. "Okay."

"Now we're allies."

"I want to know what kind of calamity the Slaughter Mask wants to awaken?"

To everyone's surprise, the Witch smiled slyly and said, "I answered your questions before to prevent you from getting in my way."

"But now that we're allies, I don't need to answer all your questions. I'm not your mother, responsible for solving all your mysteries..."

Goodbye, Roger.

As he spoke.

Her figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Roger frowned.

Although he could sense the Witch's direction of movement.

But he still didn't go after them.

Because it's right on the Witch's path.

Roger sensed the presence of the Child of Slaughter.

"She clearly went to kill those Child of Slaughter, yet she's so stubborn..."

He smiled somewhat helplessly.

At present.

He kept a certain distance from the Witch.

Wandering on the fertile Pearl Plains.

Occasionally, when encountering Roger, the Child of Slaughter, he would also ruthlessly take him down.

Not long after.

The Injured Wolf returned to Roger's side with new information.

Intelligence indicates that...

What the Witch said was true.

That Slaughter Mask, whose whereabouts are unknown, is indeed plotting a conspiracy that could potentially overturn the 11th History Realm.

As for "Dinosaur Manor"

There has been no response since so many people crowded into the Great Secret Realm last time.

I have no idea what happened inside.

That night.

Roger and Ripley meet Wildfire City.

The two sides exchanged the intelligence they had acquired.

Looking at the lines of information flashing by on the data panel.

Roger couldn't help but marvel at the sheer scale of the changes brought about by the planet's massive expansion—it was all too overwhelming.

It seems like new events are breaking out every Celestial Capital.

A new world returns every Celestial Capital.

Every day, innocent people die.

Compared to these frequent incidents.

There was so little Roger could do.

All he can do is try to make the world a little more stable.

So in the days that followed...

Roger roamed between the Wildfire City mountains and Pearl Plains.

on the one hand.

He reached an agreement with the Ether Witch.

Both sides are eliminating the infiltrated Child of Slaughter as quickly as possible.

on the other hand.

Roger is still tracking Constantine and Slaughter Mask's location.

All indications suggest that...

Constantine is not in this world.

He didn't even actively demonstrate his power to interfere with the world.

Slaughter Mask is different.

His Child of Slaughter and Shadow Army are currently enjoying great power.

Despite Roger and the Witch's efforts to stop them.

But relatively speaking, they are outnumbered and isolated.

In the past two weeks.

Hundreds of vicious massacres broke out in the eastern part of Pearl Plains they had little time to attend to.

Many Child of Slaughter single-handedly carried out the atrocity of massacring entire villages.

Panic began to spread across the plains like a tidal wave.

Faced with all of this.

The indigenous people of the 11th History Realm were completely unprepared.

The environment in this world is too comfortable.

People have long lived a life far removed from the smoke of war.

Their combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced.

Although many high-level combatants have also mastered magic.

But those are ultimately a minority.

Moreover, the Child of Slaughter and the Shadow Army are both elite Assassin.

It was unrealistic to expect the 11th History Realm to resist this massacre by relying on their own strength.

The situation was clearly heading in a direction that was about to spiral out of control.

Roger even considered transferring people from the Clear Spring Sect to help.

But at that very moment...

The hunters who were active on Pearl Plains suddenly went into hiding.

These people clearly possess at least the power of Demigod Artifact.

Their methods of stealth are astonishingly effective.

Even Roger himself took action.

In a day, they can only catch 1 to 3 of the Child of Slaughter have shown their true colors.

On the surface.

Things have temporarily calmed down on Pearl Plains.

Roger could sense it.

An unseen force is being stirred up.

The Child of Slaughter's lurking is definitely for a better explosion.

Slaughter Mask is secretly plotting a terrible attack.

In response to this.

Roger could only silently prepare his backup plan.

In fact.

In the past two weeks.

Roger devoted most of his energy to developing a battle strategy against Slaughter Mask.

He repeatedly simulated various possible battle scenarios that could break out between the two sides.

To ensure victory in the final battle.

at the same time.

He also destroyed the remaining Dream Treasure Chest he had retrieved from Constantine's laboratory.

then.

On the data panel.

"Record: You destroyed 1 Dream Treasure Chest, bringing your total number of destroyed chests to 270."

"Your daily limit for 'No Mercy' has been slightly increased (currently: 100 times/day)."

"You have completed the 36th Sin Mark, and you have gained a new specialization - Skilful Plunder."

"Skilful Plunder: With this specialty, you can steal or seize your opponent's weapons, valuables, equipment, treasures, clothing, items, and all their personal belongings during combat!..."

in.

The criteria for "clever" depends on your 'stealing' skills.

The higher your thieving Skill Points, the better.

The higher the success rate, the better.

The probability of obtaining high-level items is also higher.

The determination of whether you can steal depends on your 'robbery' skill.

The higher your robbery Skill Points, the better.

The higher the success rate of plundering.

The higher the probability of obtaining high-level equipment.

Limit: 30 seconds/time

The Skilful Plunder is a rather practical skill.

At least its appearance caught Roger's eye.

In the past.

He must kill the enemy if he wants to get the spoils.

Many times.

After an enemy dies, most of their valuable loot will be permanently locked in encrypted storage devices.

This situation deeply saddened Roger.

The emergence of "Skilful Plunder" is expected to improve this situation.

in this regard.

Roger always possessed an extraordinary sense of smell and talent—

"I can beat the enemy to the point of death, and then continue to Skilful Plunder!"

"It's not too late to kill them after we've stolen all the valuable stuff!"

"Furthermore, if the enemy's Near-Death State doesn't last long, I can heal him. Hmm, the Dragon Priestess finally don't have to worry about losing their jobs!"

Supported by these ingenious ideas.

During this time, Roger would occasionally take some time to practice his skills of "stealing" and "robbing".

Um.

The progress has been quite significant.

After about half a month.

Both skills have been increased by 10 points.

For ordinary people.

This speed isn't slow.

However.

But Roger was already used to the rapid increase in Skill Points.

This stark contrast can be somewhat unbearable.

At present.

He could only practice his skills on the construction site while working on the job.

I'm praying that I'll run into a good buddy someday.

In the blink of an eye.

Another two weeks have passed.

A quiet afternoon.

Owl Castle.

Relics display case.

Roger was quietly admiring the portrait of Sir Blue Will hanging in the central hall.

Suddenly.

A beautiful figure appeared in front of him.

Immediately afterwards.

It was an indescribable flutter of emotion.

Roger looked up out the window.

In the western sky.

There was an extra sea-blue curtain.

On the data panel.

"Hint: You have detected an omen of impending doom!"

"Warning: An apocalyptic catastrophe is imminent... You have discovered 'Catastrophe: The Great Flood '!"

"Ascension Perception: You have sensed that the ' Calamity Goddess ' is awakening!"