Extraterritorial World

At a critical moment.

Damir's Manhole Cover, this Demigod Artifact, helped Roger a lot.

This thing is a nightmare for portals.

Regarding drilling.

Even the Ancient Godspawn, the ability to Open Portal, was no match for it! Looking at the smooth opening on the Celestial God Portal...

Roger smiled with satisfaction:

"No wonder it's praised by the gods of heaven as a secret weapon for infidelity. This thing was probably designed specifically to target the Celestial God Portal... Well, if you can't even squeeze through the gate, what's the point of having an affair..."

Just at this moment.

Roger realized that the Alchemy Behemoth's life force was nearing its end.

So I switched over without hesitation.

Red Moon, Life Sword, Floating Cloud Palm...

A barrage of attacks were unleashed directly at the Alchemy Behemoth.

Roger even symbolically tossed out a few Beast Taming Ring! They wouldn't be bad as pets!

It's a pity.

The Alchemy Behemoth remained defiant to the death.

Soon.

On the data panel.

"Hint: You have slain the Alchemy Behemoth!"

"Extermination Order (Advanced Draw): You have obtained the feat from the Alchemy Behemoth - Adrenaline"

"Adrenaline: You can actively activate this perk to significantly increase your Attack Speed, movement speed, burst damage, willpower, and reflexes."

At the same time.

You can also extract and collect your own adrenaline when this perk is active, and make it into Adrenaline Supplement.

In case of unforeseen circumstances.

A dose of Adrenaline Supplement can be stored for up to 180 days under certain conditions.

The extent of the increase in adrenaline levels depends on the level; the higher the level, the greater the increase.

"It's alright, this specialty..."

Roger glanced at it casually.

There was a hint of regret in his eyes.

He actually really wanted a specialization related to Super Giant Monsters.

It's a pity.

There are quite a few monsters with special abilities like Alchemy Behemoth.

The odds of being selected have also been lowered.

After defeating the Alchemy Behemoth.

Roger greeted Sophie and her brother.

He signaled for them to follow him.

Then he sent out several more Slaughter Clone to check the situation nearby.

He returned to the Secret Passage.

Trinas seemed to have composed herself by this point.

Her eyes looked very calm.

Roger didn't sense any malice or fighting spirit from her.

"I won't break my promise..."

Trinas gave Roger a deep look. "But your style is far too domineering—even Miss Mystra didn't try to seize my territory right away..."

"I am me, and she is her!"

Roger was well aware of Trinas's dissatisfaction.

He was indeed not the kind of super domineering person the other party mistakenly thought he was.

This can happen during the initial contact between the two parties.

He needs to demonstrate his strength.

Only in this way.

Only then can we gain more room for maneuver in subsequent negotiations.

"So what? How do you intend to treat my people?"

Trinas stared coldly at Roger.

His gaze grew increasingly hostile.

"Before discussing this topic, perhaps you should consider your own situation. Aren't you afraid I'll target you personally—an ancient god of unknown origin?"

Roger looked at Trinas with amusement.

His gaze gradually took on a more aggressive look.

The latter was not afraid at all:...

"Trying to attack me? You might be overestimating yourself."

With your current power, you are simply incapable of interfering with the universe beyond the Nine Great Planets —and let me tell you, my true form is not here.

On this planet.

I only left behind a few tentacles...

No ancient god would care whether its tentacles were damaged.

Just like how you humans don't care if your fur falls out..."

Roger narrowed his eyes.

That's an interesting point.

"So you mean—you don't care if your own hair gets damaged, but you care about your people, your believers?"

"That's obvious. Although I'm not some benevolent god, I have my own principles—I will not abandon any of my people or believers..."

Speaking of which...

Trinas's tone suddenly softened:

"Are you bluffing? I have seen you in some visions."

Your regard for life is no less than mine...

You wouldn't harm them, right? You'd even protect them...

"That's hard to say..."

Roger raised an eyebrow, neither confirming nor denying:

"It depends on my judgment of them."

Generally speaking

If it is a normal living organism.

Under my rule, people naturally enjoy the same rights as others.

But I have serious doubts about the independence of the souls of the Native Sea Race ...

Roger's words were a direct attack on the thin threads within the sea creatures' souls that pointed towards the void! Trinas said solemnly:

"If that's what you're worried about."

Then I can assure you that each of my children has an independent will! Their souls are as free as those of other living beings.

As for those thin lines you see.

I can only say that you've completely misunderstood...

If you're willing to believe me.

And I am willing to let my people continue to live on this planet.

Then all the unpleasantness from before can disappear.

I will restrict their development.

At least it won't exceed the limits you've set.

They will maintain a state of mutual respect and non-interference with other intelligent beings on this planet for a long time...

Roger calmly observed Trinas.

Suddenly.

He raised his voice:

"You knew all along that I owned 'Damir's Manhole Cover,' didn't you?"

The mermaid's expression remained unchanged.

But a strange look flashed in her eyes.

Roger keenly detected this slight fluctuation!

Roger then laughed:

"So you never intended to make a deal with Constantine from the very beginning."

Since you know of my existence.

And I saw a vision—

You knew he couldn't be a match for me!

You know that the only way to keep your people alive on this planet is to cooperate with me...

But you don't want to achieve this through a transaction—

This is interesting!

You are clearly a hunter.

But he disguised himself as prey.

So you're deliberately saying that if I can open the Celestial God Portal, the Extraterritorial World will be given to me, right?

Actually, you don't care about the Extraterritorial World at all! You just want me to feel like I've gotten a great deal! This feeling will help you achieve your goals in our subsequent negotiations...

The reason you went to all this unnecessary trouble is...

I'm afraid it wasn't just a simple test of my character—

Let me guess.

These so-called subjects or believers are very important to you, aren't they?

You must do everything you can to keep them.

You even have to ensure they continue to live on this planet...

He spoke while observing the mermaid's changing expressions.

Unfortunately, aside from the initial mental fluctuations...

In the subsequent process.

Trinas remained completely calm throughout.

This deprived Roger of any supporting evidence for his conjectures and reasoning.

However, the general judgment should be correct.

Trinas must have known that she owned the manhole cover.

She was just trying to appear weak on purpose!

Then deeply control your own psychology—

This may involve the power of some mysterious authority!

Roger is trying his best to find out the truth.

So he stared coldly at Trinas, giving the impression that he would have his men massacre the Native Sea Race if she didn't give him a proper explanation!

"I can't directly respond to your speculation, but you are very perceptive. I admit that the Extraterritorial World means nothing to me, and I also admit that these believers have some meaning to me, but then what? Can you really bring yourself to Assassin these innocent people?"

Trinas said calmly:

"My demands and bottom line have been made very clear: whether it's an alliance, cooperation, a transaction, or becoming enemies—it all depends on you."

Just as you said.

"Aren't you the boss of this planet now?"

"Methods for coexisting with Aberrant Matter..."

Roger suddenly said.

He stared intently into Trinas's eyes:

"Tell me how you protect their souls, and I will consider granting your request."

Trinas burst out laughing, "So this is what you came for from the beginning..."

Roger nodded frankly.

Since we are all intelligent people.

Then there's no need to say those roundabout things.

Getting straight to the point and saving time is the key.

"I have absorbed all the Aberrant Matter that invaded the souls of the sea creatures..."

Trinas chuckled softly and said, "That's why they never went mad—that's the purpose of those thin threads."

Let me add a little more.

As a true ancient god.

I don't need their faith at all.

All I want is some delicious food...

She actually called the Aberrant Matter that invaded his soul delicious? Roger showed a surprised expression for the first time.

But perception suggests—

Trinas doesn't seem to be lying!

It seems she really is absorbing the Aberrant Matter from the Native Sea Race!

"Then why didn't you just come over?"

Roger asked, puzzled:

"There's so much Aberrant Matter on the Nine Great Planets, you can eat your fill all at once. If you don't know where it's plentiful, I can show you the way..."

Trinas laughed:

"Would you humans climb into a pot of boiling oil to eat? Or crawl into the utensils? Probably not, we don't..."

Not to mention.

Our bodies are too big.

Your universe cannot contain a body like mine...

Moreover, unrefined Aberrant Matter are not tasty enough.

More importantly.

I was just passing by.

I might casually stuff a few tentacles into something delicious... well, you can think of these tentacles as straws for eating—but that's the limit of what I can do.

I won't put any more effort into these things.

"You're lying!"

Roger questioned, "You clearly care a lot about these tentacles!"

Trinas remained calm as she said:...

I said it.

I have my own code of conduct—

These believers have provided me with plenty of delicious food over the long years.

So I don't mind giving them a little protection.

From another perspective.

What appears before you now is merely the resonance of these lingering tendrils' obsessions.

I cannot speak for Trinas's own will.

But Trinas herself wouldn't care about my act of borrowing power...

Indeed.

In terms of combat strength, I could never be your match.

Trinas herself could not possibly descend into this universe.

Here you have the power to control everything.

But beings like you possess the potential to become Multi-Universe Lifeform.

Perhaps we should consider things from a longer-term perspective.

What if one day you leave the existing dimension?

When moving towards higher spaces.

You'll find that having another friend—or at least an acquaintance—may not be a bad thing...

Roger fell silent.

What Trinas said was simply too outrageous! He thought the mermaid was bragging.

If not.

The existence of the Ancient God Trinas herself likely echoes Telodal's Drawing Theory.

One of them is painting.

One is a straw.

But these are all terrifying concepts that transcend the universe.

Roger could not even imagine that level of achievement.

He wouldn't even admit it.

After all, there is no direct evidence.

But that's just how it is.

His instincts, his authority, his senses... everything leaned towards the conclusion that Trinas's story was not a lie! So he took a deep breath.

Then he asked the final question, "When Mystra first came to this planet, why did you leave? Where did you go after you left? And why did you come back?"

"I've always been here..."

Trinas said calmly:

"Only my people have left—"

After the Protoss travelers arrived in this universe that day.

This means that the universe has begun its rebirth.

So for a very long time.

They will not be targeted by the Vortex Creature.

There is absolutely no benefit for them to stay here.

So I let them leave briefly...

You should know better than I what happened next...

My people have returned to this place.

This is actually good news for you too..."

"So, could you increase the dosage of the Aberrant Matter?"

Roger probed, "Or perhaps you could obtain more of the Aberrant Matter through other channels?"

Trinas frowned:

You overestimate me.

I've already said that.

I am merely a resonance of the tentacles' obsessions.

Trinas herself may have even forgotten about this universe.

He may be on a higher dimension.

They've already gone far away from here.

Aside from the most basic instincts.

He cannot answer any of my calls!

I might even suddenly disappear one day.

After all, no matter how powerful Multi-Universe Lifeform is, it's impossible for it to leave its mark in every universe...

And the day I disappear.

This means that the Ancient God Trinas has completely left this dimension...

Upon hearing this...

Roger fell silent again.

A long time,

He looked up at the other person and said, "I think you're lying through your teeth."

But upon closer reflection...

This utter nonsense seems to have no bearing on how I should deal with your people—

I agree to your request.

My judgment is based solely on the fact that these individual souls are indeed innocent...

The Silent Sea and the Green Whisper Mountains will return to the mortal realm, but I will use my authority to demarcate this land. Your people must never cross the boundary I have demarcated. If they violate this boundary, I will deal with it accordingly..."

Trinas nodded:...

"That's enough! That's all I wanted! But before I leave, I have to remind you—that alchemist named Constantine is extremely powerful."

He came to me dressed up as you.

He tried to make a deal with me, claiming to be a star lord.

If you hadn't happened to come along too.

I can't even tell the difference between you...

"I think this information will be useful to you..."

As she spoke, the mermaid's figure disappeared into the beautiful coral reef.

Immediately afterwards.

A strange, deep blue bottle drifted with the ocean current and ended up in Roger's hands.

"Notification: You have obtained the Leyden Jar, Sea Race Holy Relic..."

"You have gained permission to open the Celestial God Portal and travel to the Extraterritorial World!"