If there are outsiders here, most people will see just a black mist.
But the four people present could clearly see the face of Hades.
The blinking God of Hades had a cold face, but he looked very cute.
Roland was unmoved.
"It's really not negotiable?" Hades stared at Roland and asked lightly.
Roland shook his head.
The god of Hades looked at Roland with his eyes without any expression.
The atmosphere at the scene became increasingly solemn.
Andonara had already put her hands behind Roland and started writing on his back.
'Give me the sword. '
It is no secret to Roland that she has several weapons stored in the system space all year round.
Just when Roland was about to take the sword out of the system backpack, Hades suddenly spoke.
"Then I won't let her appear in the main plane again."
After saying that, a black column of smoke that looked like substance grew out of her 'body', tying the True Ancestor of the Vampire Clan to her side.
"We agreed that she will never leave the underworld." Ms. Sophie said calmly, "So don't keep thinking about killing her."
As soon as these words came out, the three women around them were shocked.
God actually gave in to man
Especially the True Ancestor of the Blood Clan turned pale with shock.
"Sister Sophie, you can't treat me like this, you can't be too serious about sex... Uh-huh."
Another black smoke column quickly stretched out, binding the mouth of the True Ancestor of the Blood Clan and covering it tightly.
"Are you satisfied with this?" Sophie looked at Roland.
"If she could stay in the underworld forever."
The underworld is originally the place where souls stay, and it is also the place of death.
The True Ancestor of the Blood Clan stays in the underworld and can never leave. There is no difference between that and death.
To be honest, Roland could accept this result.
"Remember your words, she will stay in the underworld from now on. When you come to the underworld in the future, you can't do anything to her again."
The True Ancestor of the Blood Clan struggled hard, but couldn't move.
Just barking non-stop.
Roland nodded and said nothing.
In fact, he wanted to say in his heart, who likes to go to the underworld, a place where birds don't shit? But thinking about it, since the other party has taken a step back, it would be too petty for him to be aggressive.
Then he gave up the idea of saying this.
Then the black portal opened, and Hades dragged the True Ancestor of the Blood Tribe away.
After the two returned to the underworld, Ms. Sophie let go of the black smoke sticks tied to the mouth and waist of the True Ancestor of the Blood Clan.
The true ancestor of the blood race was finally able to speak. She touched her red and swollen lips, and then asked aggrievedly: "Sister Sophie, why do you have to surrender to that damn human boy? You are a god, are you still afraid of him? Can’t do it?”
"The main position suppressed me too much. I might not be able to win the one against three just now."
The True Ancestor of the Blood Clan was startled: "How is that possible?"
"Nia is an angel and has a very strong fighting power. The woman with big breasts is called Andonara. She is a descendant of Demon King Phoenix. She naturally has strong restraint on the dark power. Although I am from the order camp, I will use it after all. It's still dark magic. As for Roland... he already knows the magic of killing gods. Besides, he is the son of gold and cannot be killed. He also knows how to enter the underworld."
"He has the God-Slaying Spell, so you are afraid of him." The True Ancestor of the Blood Tribe shouted in confusion: "Many evil gods also know the God-Slaying Spell, but I have never seen you afraid."
Hades shook his head: "The killing radius of his God-killing spell is very large."
"How big can it get?"
"The strongest one is estimated to have a killing radius of more than fifty kilometers."
"The radius is only fifty meters..." The True Ancestor of the Blood Race's head shook suddenly: "What's the radius? Fifty kilometers?"
"Yes, that's what we guessed."
"This is impossible." The True Ancestor of the Blood Clan felt incredible: "In other words, as long as he is willing, he can destroy a city at will?"
"Yes, even the Kingdom of God may not be able to withstand such attacks many times."
The True Ancestor of the Blood Clan was stunned, and after a while he said: "Okay, I will stay in the underworld from now on, and I will not go anywhere, nor will I develop any relatives. I will wait until that kid dies."
"He may never die."
"Why?"
"He's almost a legend. It's no surprise when he becomes a legend."
The True Ancestor of the Blood Clan was immediately speechless.
A master mage can already live to be about two hundred years old. For the legendary level, the conservative upper limit of lifespan is at least three hundred years, because after the legendary level, the soul undergoes a qualitative change and the rate of loss of vitality will be greatly reduced.
Of course, this depends on how strong the mage's vitality is when he reaches the legendary level. To put it bluntly, it depends on how old he is.
For someone like Roland who can become a legend at a young age, there is no problem in living for three to four hundred years.
Elderly people in their 70s and 80s become legends, and it is normal to live an extra hundred years.
"In other words, I may have to stay in the underworld for the rest of my life?" The True Ancestor of the Blood Clan suddenly lost his temper: "I don't want to, it will be very boring to stay here for a long time."
"Then play more cards with me."
"I don't want it!" The True Ancestor of the Blood Clan put his head in his hands, squatted down and groaned depressedly: "Playing dominoes with you is so boring, you always cheat."
"I didn't cheat."
"You can always draw the best cards, isn't that a bluff?"
"I have extraordinary luck."
Generally speaking, a normal person's luck value does not exceed five points, and ten points is the human limit.
Extraordinary luck is about 14 o'clock. What this concept is, only the holder knows it.
Moreover, luck is an attribute determined by nature and cannot be changed.
Hearing this, the True Ancestor of the Blood Clan, who was holding his head, became even more depressed.
No wonder I play dominoes with her every day and never win.
On the other side, Roland said goodbye to Nia and Andonara, and then came to the door of Wind Spirit Yueying's residence.
He was quickly welcomed inside.
In the conference room, Babion was still looking at the map.
Roland walked by and asked, "Are you studying the Boss's fighting style?"
"No, I'm studying trade routes." Babion said with a smile: "More and more cities are opening magic circles now. Some of the previous trade routes are no longer cost-effective. We are considering changing them or optimizing them."
"Awesome, I don't know how to do business."
"The richest man among players actually says he can't make money. Aren't you just like Versailles with 'small goals'?" Babion joked: "Roland, are you done with your affairs?"
"done."
"Then let's rest one night at our station. There is a room available."
Roland smiled and shook his head: "Thank you for your kindness. I also have a house here."
"Yes, I forgot. The lords of this wetland city are all members of your F6 guild." Babion: "How could you not have your own land?"
"Then I'll go to my manor to rest first, and then we'll meet here tomorrow morning."
Babion nodded: "Okay... wait."
Roland was about to leave when he turned around and looked at him with some confusion.
"I wonder if you have heard of the Anti-F6 Alliance?"
"Well, that's not clear." Roland became interested: "But recently I have been secretly harassed by some players, but I don't know who it is or which force is behind it."
"I don't know the specifics." Babion thought for a while and said: "But I heard that it was led by a very rich second generation. The things were done very mysteriously, and almost no information was revealed. So did I. I got this bit of information accidentally.”
Roland breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you very much, Babion."
Although the intelligence was not much, it at least provided some useful information.
After all, no one has too much information. Maybe one day, this little popular knowledge will come in handy.
Roland returned to his manor and rested for the night.
They were supposed to be in peace, but in the end Beatrice touched her at night, crying and talking about her loneliness.
Not many men can bear it when a hot body is squeezed into their arms.
Roland also endured it for a long time before comforting Beatrice.
Many times, women do not enjoy the feeling of the thing itself when they do it, but enjoy the happiness of being with a man and the satisfaction of being 'needed'.
The same is true for Beatrice. In essence, she is not very sexually interested. She just hasn't seen Roland for a long time and misses him deeply.
Recommending yourself as a pillow is just a way to get closer to Roland.
And as a woman, she had no other means.
Beatrice got up from her bed. Although nothing like that happened, her complexion had completely recovered.
She really just wanted Roland to accompany her.
After breakfast, Roland came to the door of Fenglingyueyin Guild.
Babion and the three of them were already waiting at the door.
This time it was a five-person team, a fairly classic configuration.
Although Roland was helping this time, they did not slack off and brought along all the guys they could think of to use to attack giant creatures.
Epic quests are very casual, the conditions given are different, and the game process is completely different.
For example, take the task of rescuing the princess.
In the same place, different people will receive different rewards and reactions based on your good and evil values, strength, and the number and aura of the people around you.
It makes it possible for you to outwit, and it makes it more possible for you to attack forcefully.
You may even be asked to raise the princess's ashes.
Of course, the latter situation rarely happens, but it still happens.
So there is never a fixed solution to a task.
Especially epic quests.
When these four people saw Roland, they immediately came up to say hello.
Then the five of them used the magic teleportation array to jump five times in a row and arrived at a small town near the border of France.
Roland originally thought that the mission was in this small town.
But then Babion took them out and walked for nearly half a day in the deep mountains and old forests. After fighting off many black forest wolves who wanted to eat meat, they finally came to the top of a mountain.
There is a gray stone altar mottled with green moss.
Standing in front of the altar, Babion then shared the epic mission with Roland.
The latter quickly received the news.
Player number 445812 shares an epic level mission with you.
"Killing Searing Locke"
'Scorching Locke, one of the leaders of the demon world, is about to come to the world through some secret method. Now is the time to show your power and dispel this idea of Scorching Locke. '
Roland accepted the task.
On the opposite side, Babion said sheepishly: "I'm sorry that I'm only sharing the mission with you now. I hope you understand, big brother, the sorrow of us small guilds."
Of course Roland could understand and knew why he did this.
In the early stages of the game, many players discovered tasks with good rewards but could not defeat them alone, so they recruited other players to help.
Some recruiters themselves don't have many dark thoughts. As long as they join the team and say they want to fight monsters together, they will share the mission.
As a result, some people immediately retreated and took the newly received tasks with their own guild teams to complete the tasks.
The task publisher can only watch others intercept their tasks.
That feeling is as uncomfortable as having your girlfriend taken away by someone else.
"It's okay, I can understand." Roland waved his hand.
And Babion also breathed a sigh of relief. It was great that Roland had no resistance.
Then he took out a black piece of wood from his system backpack and placed it on the altar.
The black wood disappeared like snow melting, and then the entire altar emitted a dazzling golden light. During this period, Babion tried his best to comfort Roland: "It's okay, this is just a mission transmission. You will be fine after you get used to it."
Roland didn't know how many times he had teleported, how could he not get used to it.
But the other party also showed good intentions, and Roland did not refute or pay attention to anything.
When the light faded, Roland found that he had been transported to the devil world.
There's nothing I can do about it, the landscape of the Demon Realm is so recognizable.
The sky is always purple, and the earth is always blood red.
The moment they appeared, there was a roar in the distance.
"You damn human feces maggots are here again. If you can, don't run away this time."
The sound rumbled from a distance.
A few hundred meters ahead, a fat devil at least five meters tall ran over holding a huge wooden stick.
The ground shook slightly as he ran.
Roland looked at Babion, curious: "Again? How many times have you beaten him?"
"Seven times!" Babion looked quite embarrassed, and then he shouted: "Get out of here, that guy's lava ball is coming."
As soon as he finished speaking, three huge lava balls appeared in the air in the distance and were thrown towards them in a parabola.
Each one is at least five meters in diameter.
Roland had seen this kind of magic in books about magic.
It's called the five-fireball tactic... quite sharp.
But in fact, this thing can only shoot three fireballs. The reason why it is called five fireballs is unknown.
After Babion's cry, the four of them dispersed.
And rushing forward quickly, Babion even shouted: "Create free time for the mage to cast spells. It would be better if we could buy five seconds for Roland to use nuclear explosions."
But everyone knows this is impossible.
In other games, professions such as warriors have taunting skills.
It is almost impossible for the boss to attack the mage through the shield battle.
But this game doesn’t have such convenient skills.
And the artificial intelligence is as smart as a real person.
Once Roland starts to charge up the fireball technique and the magic power is greatly concentrated, the boss will immediately realize that within two seconds, the giant wooden stick in the opponent's hand will crush the caster.
But no matter what, creating an output environment for the mage is the first priority.
The four of them rushed towards the fat giant and tried to avoid the three large red lava balls falling from the sky.
Then, before the three spheres landed, Roland stepped forward.
The cold field unfolds at the speed of light.
The frost layer formed on the ground spread to the surroundings, even faster than the four teammates rushing forward, and came directly to the feet of the fat giant devil.
Then Roland pointed forward again.
A violent blast of ice hit three molten fire balls, not only cooling them back into their original black stones in an instant, but also blowing them back.
It fell next to the giant devil and sank half a meter into the ground.
The devil stopped advancing and looked at Roland with some hesitation.