The meeting of the Ten Saints started from noon to evening. They were not interested in staying in Dawn City for one night. After Rogers finished talking about certain things about the Desperate Continent, they left one after another.
Of course, Rogers not only warned these big guys not to break the rules and cause trouble for his son, but also told a lot of secrets about the Desperate Continent. He also planned to organize a group to go to the Fantasy Continent to see what the two continents have in common. What is it.
The nine saints had a lot to think about, among which the dwarf and elven saints expressed no interest in this.
Because they have relatively few saints, they cannot spare anyone to commit suicide.
However, the three major human empires, the Yu Clan, and the Mercenary Hall are very interested.
About Fantasy Continent.
Saints from all sides have a certain understanding of it. Although it is not as terrifying as the Desperate Continent, there are also some forbidden areas that are enough for saints to fall.
Fortunately, most places are fairly safe.
In the Legend Continent, some people will go there every year for training.
Ursula usually opened the door herself.
only.
The Temple of Light has not stated whether to go, but the Pope of Light must have no idea, because for him now, there are no so-called forbidden places in the Continent of the Gods!
He also knew far more secrets than others imagined, but the young pope never told them.
As for Ursula, the deputy palace master of ten thousand years?
He will definitely not risk going anywhere until he has killed the Pope of Light, so there is no need to think about it.
In fact, they now want to see how Rogers will cause trouble for the Black Leaf Elf tomorrow.
Early the next morning.
The dawn sun has mostly risen.
And Rogers was about to leave, and William came to see him off with complicated thoughts, but he had no idea that this cheap dad was going to the Black Leaf Forest, and thought he was going to the Dreamland.
"I'm so busy. I've become a saint. Isn't it good to be a homebody? I'm so busy all day long." His Highness the Prince complained in his heart, but he always felt that Rogers was so busy and he seemed to have some desire to become stronger. power.
But William still hasn't figured out what attribute talent Rogers has, because this cheap dad is more mysterious than he imagined.
Rogers Shenyun glanced at the eastern sun, turned to William and said with a smile: "I won't leave you any artifacts, but the sword that suppresses the spiritual saint is very good. If you become a saint in ten years, , then pull it out.”
"Ten years??" William twitched. The time was not long, but it was not short either.
"Yes, ten years." Rogers continued: "Don't worry, Dreamland is not that deadly to me. It can even be said that it is still a treasure land for me today."
His Highness the Prince raised his eyebrows. Could it be that you are going to find those creatures transformed by spiritual power to suck your luck
Rogers did not explain this. He continued: "Don't think that you have a good relationship with the saints of the elves. In fact, they have always had opinions on your human blood. Otherwise, they would have killed you long ago when they wanted to save you!"
William changed slightly, and he couldn't help but say: "But the Black Leaf Elf King..."
"He is a legend. What he said can't control those saints?"
His Highness the Prince couldn't help but sigh when he heard this.
after all.
Still too weak.
Or.
The key to an elf saint's investment in himself is to bear it and survive, and only then can he plan to invest.
The way they view themselves from beginning to end is to view outsiders.
As for the investments he attracted, most of them were actually due to his "handsome" talent, otherwise he wouldn't have such ability.
Subsequently.
Rogers stretched out his hand and gently touched his forehead.
His Royal Highness just wanted to turn his head, but he couldn't move. He only felt his head empty, like a drop of water falling into a calm lake, causing waves.
After a long time.
After William opened his eyes, he couldn't help but take out the mirror and take a look.
A red dot appeared on his eyebrows, looming.
And he glanced at the information panel.
He swallowed suddenly.
[Tip: Rogers Divine Luck leaves 10 drops of saint blood in your body.]
[Tip: You have the bloodline of Rogers Divine Luck, and you can easily use this blood essence for your own use.]
[Tip: Each drop of essence and blood can be activated once, or multiple or ten drops of essence and blood can be activated together.]
[Tip: If you are too late to use it, the blood essence will be activated automatically before you die.]
[Tip: There are no side effects when using these ten drops of blood essence.]
His Royal Highness was stunned. He looked around, but Rogers could no longer be found.
"Perhaps this is the best gift a father can give his child?" William felt very complicated in his heart, but he quickly recovered his mentality and found Messis to exact revenge on the Magic Temple.
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at the same time.
The somewhat pale Rogers Shen Yun has arrived at the royal city of the Black Leaf Elf.
Before he could get within 10,000 meters of the royal city.
An old man with an old appearance and an aura like a normal person slowly appeared in the sky, blocking his way. The man's face was tangled, and he looked at Rogers with a somewhat fearful look, but with a sense of helplessness.
"Oh, did you come out?" Rogers glanced around and felt the breath of the saints around him, all of whom seemed to be observing secretly.
And this old man is naturally the King of Dawn, the newly appointed Black Leaf Elf King, and he can also be called William's grandfather.
The King of Dawn sighed and replied: "William is living a good life, and the black leaf elves also have a lot of support for him. Do you still want to pursue the past?"
"It's a joke. Whether he is living well or not has nothing to do with you. Didn't you want to kill him back then?"
"I… "
"Don't tell me what kind of experience it is, can't you see how low his luck is
Take a look at those retarded princes among you Black Leaf Elves. There are a few promising ones. "
The old Elf King looked very bad when he heard these two sentences.
But Rogers Shenyun still said in a cold voice: "As for your plan back then, I can figure it out with a hair on my head.
It's just because he is a half-elf and has human blood.
It's nothing more than fear that he has my abilities.
It's nothing more than... you are just afraid that he is also a prince. If he has the ability, he will definitely inherit the throne that should be inherited by your grandson.
No? "
Rogers' words were precise and precise, and every word spoke to his heart.
But the face of the King of Dawn no longer changed at all. He just looked at him expressionlessly and sneered: "Seeing that your breath is so unstable, and because of Alice, I will give you this newborn saint. In terms of face, do you really think you are invincible now?”
Rogers twisted his neck and said with a smile: "I'm definitely not invincible!"
"Then you..."
"But I can beat you to death."
"You're looking for death!"
The old Elf King, who had an old complexion, glared furiously, and his body surface bloomed with divine light. He drew out his sword, and the cold light shone like the dawn of birth, shining on the black leaf forest.
The leaves within a radius of 100,000 meters swayed with overwhelming momentum, and countless people in the Black Leaf Elf King City raised their heads to look at the dazzling sky.
They feel it.
The old elf king took action.
But Rogers looked at the sword approaching him, but he didn't make any defensive or offensive moves.
Poof.
He let the sword light strike his chest.
The artifact armor on his body was torn apart.
It tore his chest open and blood poured out.
The sky behind him tore apart, and a black line ten thousand meters long appeared.
Subsequently.
Rogers then tightened his grip on the handle of the knife and shouted angrily: "I'll take one sword from you and return three swords to you!"
"cut!"
"cut!"
"cut!"
moment.
Three dazzling sword lights, a long rainbow penetrated the sun, as if the heaven and earth were torn apart by the sword light!
Just like this, he struck the old Elf King who was blocking his head with his sword.
Rumble.
The first sword energy shattered the long sword.
The second sword energy cut a bloody mark on his head.
The third sword energy split his head, causing his body to smash into a huge abyss on the ground.
Rogers did not take action. He just looked at the old elf king who was gradually recovering and said in a deep voice: "The first knife was cut for my wife. I will give you a thousand years of life!"
"The second knife is for my son. It will bring you luck for a thousand years!"
"The third knife was cut for me. If you don't like it, I'll double the amount."
"Poof!" The old Elf King, whose head had just recovered, spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Rogers above him with an uncertain expression. He was too strong.
The pinnacle saint!
Or.
This guy has too many artifacts. This is what allows him to step into the holy realm and become a peak saint!
Subsequently.
Rogers Shenyun sneered and said: "What's my surname? You know in your heart that my son can only hold the position of king of your black leaf elves. If anyone else takes the position, it will only lead to your destruction."
"That's all!"
The words fell.
Rogers left without looking back.
Only a group of saintly bosses hiding in the dark and somewhat at a loss were left.
Really strong.
Because if saints are subdivided, there are several levels.
early.
middle.
high.
peak!
Among them, the first stage of the Holy Stage has the weakest combat power.
If the current Chaos City Lord, Mesis, uses all his trump cards, he can almost fight this kind of person for a while. Although he will definitely not be able to defeat him, he can still escape.
The original Holy Spirit was a guy who could unleash the combat power of a mid-level saint with the help of divine weapons.
The old elf king of the Black Leaf Elf and the great elder of the Moonlight Elf are both strong men with the high-end combat power of saints.
And Rogers had just stepped into the Holy Realm, and then directly stepped into the Peak of the Holy Realm, which was simply unbelievably strong.
In particular, many saints are not fools. Even if Rogers is wearing a divine weapon, the key is that he possesses the kind of talent and combat power.
Or.
He had at least stepped into the high-end of the Holy Order, and it was thanks to those artifacts that he had the combat power at the peak of the Holy Order.
But it has to be said.
This guy has so many artifacts.
For normal saints.
Although the gap between Saint's Junior High School and High School is gradually widening, they can still use artifacts to close the distance.
But with the combat power of the peak saint, other high-end saints don’t have that many artifacts to reach it.
Now that Rogers has directly stepped into this realm with an artifact, it is like a slap in the face with that artifact.
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