"I said..."
"Emily, calm down first!"
Roger had no experience dealing with this kind of thing.
So I could only try to comfort the other person with a gentle tone.
"I'm calm now!"
She said it loudly.
Roger glanced at Mr. Victor next to him.
The latter politely put away the melon seeds in his hand.
But people had no intention of avoiding it at all.
Wow.
I won’t take it anymore.
Focus on watching the show.
…
Roger rubbed his temple and pondered:
"Although..."
"Why are you looking for me when you're pregnant?"
Hearing this.
Emily's eyes widened instantly:
"We are in that relationship..."
She added softly:
"I mean the alliance..."
"If I don't look for you, who else can I look for?"
After saying these two sentences.
Her voice rose again unconsciously:
"And I doubt it."
"Is it that when we were digging the hole..."
As she continued to talk, Roger interrupted her decisively:
"Absolutely not!"
Emily looked at him absentmindedly:
"But I've only had physical contact with you..."
Roger thought to himself, would he meet someone who is looking for a scapegoat?
He reluctantly responded:
"Think about it again, how did your belly grow big? When? Where?"
Emily recalled:
“Just now…”
"I was walking under the moonlight, and suddenly I heard the sound of children laughing."
"Then my belly started to swell up... Ouch!"
She gently covered her belly, her face flushed with shame:
"I, I'm still a girl!"
Encountering such an outrageous thing.
Even though Roger is well-informed.
All they could do was quietly recall the soap.
Ask Brother Cindy what he thinks.
What a pity this time.
Even Cindy, who has 7 senses, can't detect who the baby in Emily's belly is.
Emily held her belly in confusion.
Roger's head was spinning as he thought about the possibilities.
For a while.
The two fell into silence.
The atmosphere gradually became cold.
Fortunately, it was at this time.
The enthusiastic uncle next door came over and said:
"Do you two need my help?"
Roger looked at Victor suspiciously.
This guy is dressed quite decently, with a spotless custom-made purple suit. His two sexy mustaches are a little greasy, but for a man of his age, he is quite charming.
It seemed that he sensed Roger's wary gaze.
Victor smiled lightly:
"Don't get me wrong."
“I’m a gynecologist by profession.”
“I have encountered similar things before.”
Emily immediately raised her little head when she heard that.
Victor came over.
He placed his right hand on his chest, gently grasping a crystal pendant, and said politely:
"Excuse me, may I use inspiration?"
Emily nodded without hesitation.
Victor placed the crystal pendant in front of his eyes and looked at Emily's belly as if through a magnifying glass.
Sizzle!
The white crystal instantly combusted into smoke.
Victor cried out softly, and he instinctively jumped back, looking at the burn marks on his hands with a look of fear:
"You are not pregnant with a human!"
Emily's face turned pale instantly.
She and Roger looked at each other, and both thought of many bad allusions.
In the world of Yuanwang Town.
The woman got pregnant unexpectedly.
If a non-human baby is born, no matter whether that baby is a hero or a devil, its mother will suffer a great disaster!
This is almost becoming a law of abnormal events.
…
"Can it be knocked out?"
Roger asked .
Victor glanced at him.
"In theory, yes."
"Actually I can't, because I can't beat it."
"This child is too mysterious, maybe he is related to the spirit world?"
Roger suddenly seemed to think of something and took a deep breath:
"The Ancient One, Veran?"
Victor was stunned.
He looked around, as if he was using his intuition to sense the situation nearby.
After a while.
He nodded seriously and said:
“This possibility cannot be ruled out.”
"I learned from a spiritual hero that Weilan has never given up on returning. Perhaps he has gathered enough strength..."
Speaking of this.
He suddenly looked in the direction of the castle with a half-smile:
"So, tomorrow's ceremony should be more interesting, right?"
Finish saying this.
Victor nodded to the two of them and left.
Looking at the other person's back as he leaves.
Roger was thoughtful.
This guy obviously has some background.
The two words he mentioned just now, intentionally or unintentionally, aroused Roger's curiosity. The first one was "spiritual hero". What the hell was that? If Victor didn't understand, Roger would naturally be confused.
The second one is "tomorrow's ceremony".
This shows that he also knew that there were serious problems with the "final test".
But he still came.
Whose interests does he represent?
A hero from the spirit world?
Roger felt that things were becoming increasingly confusing.
certainly.
The most outrageous thing is the baby in Emily's belly.
While listening to her describe her dream about the castle.
Roger had many speculations.
But the most outrageous of them all doesn't include the possibility that Emily might be pregnant with the reincarnation of Veran...
I thought of the day when I chopped up the soul's life box under the poplar tree.
"Will it not help Weilan's remaining soul to be reincarnated successfully?"
Roger looked at the baby in Emily's belly.
I can't help but want to strike first.
But he couldn't bear to hurt innocent Emily.
At that moment, I could only sigh deeply.
…
That night.
To calm Emily's emotions.
Roger simply stayed with her all night.
The latter blushed at first, then covered her face and cried, and finally had a numb expression.
This series of changes made Roger feel a little sad.
I know this is just a historical figure.
But this strong sense of reality still affects his emotions.
It was half past midnight.
Emily hugged Roger gently.
Breathing sweetly beside his ear:
"I don't want to give birth as a virgin..."
Roger's heart trembled when he heard those faint words.
Looking at Emily's sad eyes.
Roger almost softened his heart——
After all, he has been with rich women many times in this world.
At worst, just click "Skip"!
However, the girl's next sentence made him lose all interest -
"Besides, the child can't be without a father."
Roger held her down:
"Feel sorry."
"I can't be his father."
He thought to himself that if that really happened, the relationship would be too complicated.
Emily asked doubtfully:
"How do you know it's him and not her?"
"If I have to have a child, I want a little princess!"
Roger scratched his head:
“It’s hard to explain.”
"You don't need to explain."
Emily seemed like a different person, rushing over enthusiastically:
"Just consider it a favor!"
Just at this moment.
Time seemed to suddenly stop for a moment.
…
"It is the most difficult to accept the favor of a beautiful woman. When faced with Emily's embrace, please choose -
…
Option 1: Help her fulfill her wish. After all, giving birth as a virgin is indeed against human ethics, and you can also play the role of a father in advance.
…
Option 2: Push her away and tell her that the person you love most is your wife, which can establish a loyal and faithful image for you.
…
Option 3: Help her in other ways (please imagine the specific means yourself).
…
Option 4: Custom
…
“Fuck!”
"Where's my higher-dimensional perspective?"
"You always try to show your presence, but you don't show up to give information at the critical moment?"
Roger had a terrible headache.
According to common sense.
Of course he would reject Emily's excessive request without hesitation!
After all, he is barely a gentleman.
But this time.
I don't know why.
He always had a premonition deep in his heart.
Perhaps lending a helping hand to the lost girl would be a better option.
"what do I do?"
Watch the 60-second countdown on the decision item.
Roger was in a dilemma.
However, at this moment.
A voice full of temptation and instigation rang in his ears:
"Promise her!"
"Promise her!"
"Believe me, you must agree to her!"
Roger was suddenly startled.
That is...
Bluewell's voice!
Although the sound quickly disappeared without a trace.
But Roger still broke out in a cold sweat.
"He wants to hurt me?"
"wrong……"
"If the baby in Emily's belly is Weilan, then Lanwill can't be Weilan!"
"There can't be two Verans, can there?"
Roger was very upset.
This was the first time he was caught up in such a maze!
Maybe it has something to do with the inner demon.
He felt that his style of doing things was a little unlike himself.
He began to calm his thoughts and asked himself:
“I want to follow my heart.”
"Excluding all external interference, what would I do under normal circumstances?"
“It wasn’t a difficult decision…”
Roger calmed down.
What happened next was a natural outcome -
He politely rejected Emily's request for sex.
He told her.
After tomorrow's ceremony.
Everything should come to light.
The baby in her belly may not be real.
Or it could be some kind of vision from spiritualism.
To this.
Emily was very disappointed.
She pushed Roger away somewhat angrily.
Then she left his hut silently with a bulging belly.
Before leaving.
Roger also heard her muttering in a low voice:
"Isn't this even possible?"
“Wuwuwu…”
"I have too many freckles on my face."
…
After Emily left.
Roger simply didn't sleep.
Late night.
He was wandering around the village.
He was looking for any trace of Lanwell.
But they all failed in the end.
This guy seems to have disappeared from the face of the earth.
This made Roger suspect that the voice he heard when he was faced with a choice was actually his own voice.
That kind of time.
It is normal for people to be unconscious.
Soon it was dawn.
Cindy successfully completed the task assigned by Roger.
After the two met.
So he went straight up the mountain.
…
On the Castle Bridge in the early morning.
The air is filled with water vapor.
A shadow standing like a pine tree has taken root there early on.
That person was naturally the butler Motuo.
"You're here too early."
Medog said to Roger.
Roger looked at the man and woman beside him and couldn't help but smile:
"Weren't they earlier?"
Victor greeted Roger with a smile.
Emily looked at him angrily.
"You all seem very anxious."
"I understand how you feel."
Medog said in a relaxed tone:
"But the time has not come yet... However, we can go to the front hall to pick out weapons first."
Speaking of.
He waved to the three of them.
Then he turned and walked towards the castle gate:
"Come with me."
A group of three walked across the arched bridge in the morning mist.
Arriving at the city gate.
The inspirations of the three people began to beat.
That moment.
They seemed to have arrived at another place from the projection of the spiritual world.
A place...that has nothing to do with this world!
“I can’t feel the spirit world anymore.”
Emily whispered uneasily.
Roger nodded.
Although there was a look of worry on his face.
But my heart was filled with joy to the extreme!
…
"Hint: You have entered the 'Land of Annihilation', which is the blind spot of the gods. Any action you take here will not cause an increase in abnormal values."
…
"Warning: The Land of Silence is extremely dangerous. There are beings active here that even the local gods of the historical world dare not spy on..."
…
Read these two lines of information calmly.
Roger raised his attention and vigilance to the maximum.
This Castle of Velen is indeed unusual.
Such a high risk is almost equivalent to a "plot kill" for normal people.
Fortunately.
He still has a trump card.
Thinking so.
He couldn't help but gently touch the dozen or so cloth bags that he had just equipped this morning.
After confirming that the 20 ant nests collected by Cindy are still there.
He breathed a sigh of relief and continued on his way.
…
They passed through the solemn gate one by one.
Arrived at the castle's vestibule.
There used to be a garden here, but it has now withered.
In the center of the vestibule is a statue of the Ancient One.
The statue's face has become blurred.
But below it is written the name of the Ancient One.
There are three rows of weapon racks in the western part of the vestibule.
Displayed on it are weapons that sparkle with colorful lights and are very exciting!
"It's "The Lion's Fury"!"
at this time.
Victor saw an ancient heavy sword and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Roger and Emily's attention couldn't help but be drawn over as well.
Among these three people.
Victor's knowledge is obviously the most profound.
He could count out all the top-quality weapons on the weapon rack like they were his treasures.
After listening to his introduction.
Only then did Roger realize that the weapons here were all famous epic weapons in the historical world!
Even the worst one.
If it is placed on the psychic's black market, it may also cause a bloody storm!
What's more, there are so many pieces here.
…
"You mean... we can choose freely?"
Victor looked at Motuo with disbelief.
The latter smiled peacefully:
"One person can only choose one."
"This is the ancient's reward for your courage."
"In addition, these blessed weapons may help you at a critical moment."
Hearing this.
Victor fell silent instead.
He suddenly looked at Roger.
Don't speak either.
"What a cunning old fellow."
Roger cursed inwardly.
We are all smart people.
He knew exactly what Victor was thinking.
Isn't it just that you don't want to be the first to stand out?
Anyway, we are here.
Roger wasn't going to keep hiding it.
So he directly said what Victor wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask:
"Then can I not choose a weapon?"
As soon as these words came out.
Motuo's expression was slightly embarrassed.
He said with a serious expression:
“It’s tradition.”
"So all those who followed the traditions died."
Emily interrupted crisply:
"Does the game's rules state that you can't enter the castle without a weapon?"
Medog pondered and said:
"It's possible..."
"Then I don't want it!"
The three of them said in unison.
“…”
"As you wish."
Speaking of.
Motuo walked away with a gloomy face.
…
After a moment.
Next to the weapon rack.
"Could you please share your observations, Dr. Victor?"
Roger spoke first.
His meaning is very clear. If you want to back down, I'll support you, but this will cost you something, right?
Fortunately, Victor is also a sensible person.
He made a prompt decision:
"These weapons are projections of the spirit world."
"In other words, their bodies are now in the spirit world - this is actually very reasonable, but the problem is that we can't communicate with the spirit world here, so these weapons are very problematic."
"If something is out of the ordinary, there must be something fishy going on."
"Besides."
"How can there be such a good thing as giving away blessed weapons before the final assessment? This is too fake."
Emily stated:
"I think these weapons are more like bait."
"Of course, this is just my personal intuition."
"As of last night, my personal intuition was 100% accurate."
Speaking of.
She glanced at Roger vaguely.
The latter pretended not to see it.
Since both of them have expressed their opinions.
Roger continued what they said:
"Actually, I was mainly thinking about one thing—"
"Why do they keep using such an obvious trap..."
"The Castle Game has been going on for so many years. Is it difficult to update the conspiracy methods?"
Hearing this.
Victor couldn't help but say meaningfully:
"Maybe it's not necessary."
"Maybe I'm just too lazy to change."
"Who knows what those higher-ups are thinking? Maybe they think this is enough to defeat us."
The three of them chatted briefly for a while.
Not long.
Medog appeared quietly behind the three people.
"Time is up."
His voice was hoarse and low.
at the same time.
Deep inside the castle.
There were bursts of bell ringing.
Motuo used his walking stick to draw a rectangle as tall as a person on the dark gate in the vestibule leading to the interior of the castle.
The next moment.
He pushed the door open lightly.
A dim corridor appeared before everyone.
The corridor leads to an unknown place.
The thick darkness blocked all prying eyes.
"The treasure of the Ancients lies within. You must enter alone."
"You two discuss the order."
"Who's going first?"
Medog asked.
The three of them looked at each other.
Next second.
Roger took out the "Blameless Moon" and pointed it at Medog's forehead, saying calmly:
"You go first."
Look at the black muzzle of the gun.
Motuo was not angry but laughed:
"How ignorant and arrogant..."
"I've tolerated you for so long!"
"If you weren't indeed the best bait, you would have been chopped into pieces long ago..."
Bang!
Roger was too lazy to listen to him.
Just shot.
At that time.
The bullet of the Blasphemous Moon whizzed past and passed over Motuo's forehead.
But there was no blood splash.
Instead, it aroused a thousand layers of phantoms!
"A bunch of rabble who can't even be considered as named ones!"
"Who gave you the confidence to act so presumptuously in front of me?"
The long suppressed roar exploded from the sky above the vestibule.
In an instant.
A shadow more than three meters long spread out from under the "Ancient Statue".
Finally the statue was completely covered!
"The Ancients are nothing!"
"I am……"
"The Immortal!"
The black shadow that Medog transformed into began to twist like a snake like the most terrifying devil!
His facial features were hideous and distorted.
The facial features are covered with aggressive tentacles and spines.
"Now I'm giving you one last chance!"
"Just line up and get in there, and maybe you can escape with your life."
"or……"
"die!"
An unprecedented pressure came over like an avalanche.
Roger just felt that his inspiration was violently stimulated.
That moment.
His heartbeat was extremely fast!
on the data bar.
…
"Hint: You have encountered 'The Immortal Medog' (Knife/Furnace/Time/Unknown)"
…
"Inspiration: You realize that the combat power of the Immortals is above 6 stars."
…
"So above the ancients are the immortals..."
Roger nodded thoughtfully.
He immediately put down the pistol.
Raise your left hand.
He chuckled and asked:
"Since you are an immortal, you shouldn't mind if I interrupt your pretense time for a little while, right?"
The words fell.
He snapped his fingers lightly!
That moment.
Time stands still!
…
"Hint: You used 'Psychic: Time'"
…
"Time stops: lasts 0.2 seconds, affects creatures 216311 (human 3/immortal 1/ant 216307), deducting approximately 50 days of lifespan"
…
"Hint: Your life span since you came to the historical world has exceeded 5 years."
…
"The first seal is opening..."
…
"The seal has been lifted. Your combat power has been raised to 6 stars. Your body is being historicalized..."
…
"Seal lifted: You can choose 1/10 of the options from your feat list, skill list, and other ability list to historicize and gain additional effects that match this world."
…
"You can choose 1/10 of the options in your storage items to historicize and gain additional effects that match this world."
…
"you can……"
…
A large amount of information flashed before Roger's eyes.
He randomly checked a wave.
…
"Hint: You have restored 100% of your spell resistance."
…
"Historical Effect: Your resistance to necromancy is considered 100%. Given your resistance to forbidden spells, you will ignore attacks below the stack master level."
…
"Hint: You have recovered 100% of your toughness, 20 points of constitution, 25 points of strength and power authority."
…
"Historical effect: Your health breaks through to 9 stars!"
…
"You have become the first person in the historical world to achieve 9-star health. You have achieved a new milestone: ★★★★★★★★★"
…
"★★★★★★★★★: It's too long, too long. If it gets any longer, I can't draw it."
…
"Corresponding title: Black Long Straight (activates the passive aura 'Confusion' when worn)"
…
…
"Storage items: You took out the Red Moon, the Invisible Sword, the Phoenix Mecha, the Panlong Ring, the Cow Staff..."
…
0.2 seconds passes in a flash.
Under the horrified gaze of the Immortals.
A mecha as big as a city wall suddenly fell from the sky and smashed into the center of the vestibule!
Crunch.
The mecha has been preheated.
The Vulcan Cannon, Kaleidoscope and Dragon Sword in the weapon module were facing him coldly.
And on the right side of Medog.
There stood a guy who looked exactly like Roger.
He held the red moon in his hand, his eyes were like a dead object.
He was looking at Medog as if he were staring at his prey.
Motuo swallowed subconsciously.
then.
He looked to his left.
But there was nothing to his left.
Until the second before the invisible sword was placed on his neck.
That's what he always thought.
…
"I'm different from you. I can understand why you act so confident in front of me."
"The Immortals..."
"It does sound intimidating."
Above the vestibule.
Roger stretched himself, and the smile on his face gradually faded:
"Now, can you take the first step?"
Medog was trembling all over.
He seemed to be stunned by the sudden change before his eyes.
Until Roger stabbed him several times with the invisible sword.
Then he cried out in pain!
“No, no, no…”
"This is impossible! This is impossible! How can you have such powerful strength! "
Medog murmured as if waking from a dream:
"You... Could it be that you..."
"Are you really Lord Vilan?"
Speaking of this.
As if he had found a life-saving straw, he suddenly shouted hysterically:
"I recognize this aura..."
"Are you really back?"
“Don’t kill me!”
"I wasn't the one who betrayed you!"
Roger frowned.
How could this guy mistake himself for Weilan?
breath……
He couldn't help but glance at Emily next to him.
The latter looked extremely surprised.
"Could it be the scent of the child in her arms, or was it because I killed the remnant soul that day?"
Just think of this.
Roger simply took advantage of the situation.
He asked calmly:
"oh?"
"Then tell me, which disciple betrayed me?"
It's right on the relief in the corner of the castle's vestibule.
Carved dining scene of "Veland and his seven disciples".
As a result, Roger's sight fell on those figures.
Next second.
But Motuo replied hesitantly:
"this……"
"Shouldn't you be asking which disciple didn't betray you?"
ah?
Hearing this.
Roger was dumbfounded.
…