I’m Really Not Targeting the Mages Chapter 451: Sacrifice

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The golden rice field.

Suddenly a bright white blade slashed across.

The gambler's roulette wheel volleys.

The straw swarms are separated at great speed.

He also took advantage of the situation to easily and neatly kill the evil crow.

Pfft!

A crisp sound.

Roger retracts the spinning gambler's wheel.

Look at the crow that was chopped in two.

He didn't linger long.

Instead, he simply chose to leave.

Although there are no more definite clues.

But he can still be sure that the crow is Olmerdo's eyeliner!

"That kind of look..."

"Can't be wrong!"

Roger doesn't know what Olmerdo will do when he finds out his trail.

But he knew it.

Leave yourself only time to develop.

I'm afraid not much.

Therefore.

He couldn't help speeding up his pace back to the Tinder Factory.

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Meanwhile.

The Dome of Ten Thousand Pagodas.

Above the majestic Throne.

There was a rare look of confusion in Olmerdo's eyes.

Originally.

Today's routine inspection found traces of seniors.

This is a great thing.

But the location, status, and behavior of the other party deeply puzzled the chief **** of the Star God Race.

"What is this senior doing?"

"He is still in the bottom world!"

"He seems to be still collecting entry items? Is he dissatisfied with the current items?"

"But that's illogical..."

Olmerdo's thoughts fell into a brief slack.

Roger's performance made him doubt his own judgment for a time——

"Am I guessing wrong?"

"Looking at his slow attitude, he doesn't look like a safari hunter who is in a hurry to go..."

"Don't they have a relationship, what about the weapons?"

"It's not a coincidence, is it?"

The more Olmerdo thought about it, the more confused he became.

Especially this past week.

He focused most of his energy on the middle and uppermost areas searching for the veterans.

Only ignored the search at the bottom!

But he just appeared in that **** pimple!

What does this mean?

"So I'm suspicious?"

"Fake a shot?"

"Or did I really misjudge?"

Olmerdo thought a lot.

But this time.

Estimates are no longer a basis for follow-up planning.

He couldn't allow the next thing to happen unexpectedly.

So.

He used the fastest speed to order his daughter who went to the middle layer to rush to the lowest fire factory!

Be sure to take down the senior before he can do anything!

After all.

The real Armageddon is not far away.

When I think of "Armageddon".

Olmerdo's eyes became deeper.

At that moment.

A rambling picture scroll appeared in front of him out of thin air.

In the picture scroll.

Take a bird's eye view over a towering snow-capped peak.

Immediately after.

The viewing angle drops sharply.

Oncoming is a pine forest covered with needles.

This is an endless plain.

The towering, silent giant pines occupy 90% of the plain.

This place also seems quiet and solemn.

But in the shadows of the giant pines.

A hunter with a stern face is waiting in peace.

They are not waiting for the arrival of a person.

It's the return of a species!

Suddenly.

The perspective close to the ground sinks again.

Over the thick layers of needles and loose soil.

The spectacular scenery of the underground plains was revealed to Olmedo in a single glance!

That's a complex dungeon!

All dungeons here follow the guidance of the stars.

Build according to some peculiar pattern.

The heart of the dungeon is inscribed with mysterious runes inherited from the eve of the Skysplit War.

It is seen that the dungeons and the rune formation are safe and sound.

The flames in Olmedo's eyes grew more intense.

"Returning is fighting."

"The battle is to return..."

"The Heavenly God Corps? Ha!"

"The Pine Plains will be your burial place!"

The next moment.

His figure suddenly disappeared above the throne.

Under the support of authority.

Olmedo's Holy Spirit left Sombra smoothly.

But see that he uses the totem world as a springboard.

Just a blink of an eye.

I came to the vast and endless plain in the picture scroll!

Olmerdo did not hide his breath.

Therefore.

His arrival caused countless pairs of hostile glances in the giant pine forest.

I feel those long-lost and familiar gazes.

Olmerdo was unmoved.

Because it's all in his calculations.

Although the conspiracy of the Celestials in the Ice Dragon Canyon came to an end.

But their determination to hinder the return of the Star God Race will not change.

Therefore.

An earth-shattering slaughter and battle will soon unfold on this plain.

Rivers of blood are a sure thing.

The only suspense is one.

Who.

Which one is the last one standing?

Olmedo confidently surveys the Celestial safari who hide in the shadow of the giant pines.

There are some great people among them.

But his eyes suddenly stopped on a woman with an extraordinary appearance!

The woman glanced at him.

Turns around and disappears into the shadows.

In Olmedo's eyes.

For the first time, there were waves.

…

"Here comes Olmedo."

Beneath the giant pine.

The beautiful woman said in a low voice:

"I can feel the strength of the other gathering as well."

"Time is running out."

In front of her.

is a very old man.

The old man was blind in one eye.

However, the only remaining right eye is extraordinarily profound.

"What about the companion you said?"

asked the old man in a low voice.

The woman shook her head:

"He may not come."

"This battle, I think I can only face it myself..."

The old man was silent.

After a while.

He said solemnly:

"If what you say is true."

"Then the gods are willing to go through fire and water for you..."

"But if there is any falsehood in it."

"We will never let you go."

"All in all."

"Ms. Bella..."

"May you conquer that stinking snake..."

Beja nodded slightly.

It is dusk now.

The sun is fading.

Soon.

Thousands of stars fell from the sky.

A low murmur could be heard from beneath the earth.

The wind blows flat.

The pine trees rustled.

There was a creaking sound in everyone's ears.

They all looked at the deep starry sky in unison.

This moment.

They all know.

The last gate from the depths of the starry sky.

On!

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Outside the Tinder Factory.

Roger stopped suddenly.

Although in isolation.

But the sudden jubilation of perceived authority makes Roger realize that something big is going on!

"Is it the Battle of the Larch Plains?"

Roger frowned.

Know that your guesses are mostly correct.

But right now he doesn't have a good solution.

After the mutation of the Ice Dragon Canyon.

It was inevitable that the promise with Beja could not be fulfilled.

Roger wasn't too worried about Beja herself.

After all, she must know the coming of Sombra World.

Then it's normal that you can't arrive on time.

Ibeja's wisdom.

She must have done a lot of preparation.

At least it can handle the Armageddon of the Larch Plains.

He was just a little pity he couldn't fish in troubled waters in this big melee.

After all.

The life of the Star God Race is still a little fragrant!

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"It's useless to think too much."

"We still have to break through from here first..."

Roger sighed softly.

Then hold down your thoughts.

Returns to the heart of the Tinder Factory.

He walked around the factory.

The parts of the supplies looted from the robbers were exchanged for labor vouchers.

This is a huge windfall.

Enough to give Roger a comfortable two months in Sombra World.

But he didn't come back to the factory to buy supplies.

Actually.

What he values ​​more is the information here——

From being chased by half-dragons to easily pushing the robbers' den.

Roger himself hasn't really improved much.

Mainly rely on Quentin's intelligence.

Therefore.

Before heading to prison.

Roger also wanted to get more out of Quentin.

By the way, you can also try to see if you can find out information about Asgard.

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Inside the Firewood Tavern.

Quentin's profile picture is as striking as ever.

Roger sat beside him with a big smile on his face.

Then warmly ordered two glasses of good wine.

Without waiting for Roger to speak.

Quentin raised his glass with kindness:

"Very well?"

"Congratulations!"

Roger thanked him repeatedly.

Quentin waved:

"It's just a deal, nothing to be thankful for."

"As long as you can disregard the past, we have more room for cooperation."

As soon as I hear the cooperation.

Roger's eyes lit up.

He asked tentatively:

"You know the world well?"

Quentin responded with a smile:

"Knowledge of Tenjin games is a basic skill for Asgard members."

"It's not much of a talent to show off."

"But I know some secrets that no one else can reach."

"If it can be built on the basis of mutual benefit..."

"Then I'd love to work with you."

This is too naked.

Don't make it too obvious that you're up for sale in your words.

Roger simply went straight to the point:

"How much do you know about Sombra Prison?"

Quentin did not respond positively:

"Who are you dealing with?"

Roger pondered:

""Warden Roger". "

Quentin said with a smile:

"A great character."

Roger smiled:

"You can make an offer."

Quentin looked thoughtful:

"I have neither money nor equipment."

"Theoretically, I can give you Rogge's information, but you can't give me the information I want..."

"Why don't we change the way we work together."

Roger said calmly:

"Tell me about it."

"I will assist you in killing Roger."

Quentin whispered:

"But before that, you have to help me kill another villain."

Roger rolled his eyes:

"In the half-dragon lair?"

Quentin smiled.

And did not continue to go around in circles:

"Ancient steel dragon."

"That's a real big guy!"

"He has the metal parts I need, and also randomly drops a lot of entry items."

"If you can help me kill him, I don't want any entry items, and I will help you kill Rogge!"

"This deal is not absolutely fair, but at least it's reciprocal, what do you think?"

Roger thought for a moment.

Finally chose to work with Quentin.

While thinking.

He discovered that he had absolutely no reason to reject Quentin!

With the potential of this guy showing a 2D world living strategy.

With his help.

Getting through Sombra Prison is sure to get twice the result with half the effort.

As for the additional ancient steel dragons that need crusade.

It is also in line with Roger's interests.

The only thing that puzzles Roger is—

Why did Quentin fight the ancient steel dragon?

Is it really for some kind of metal part on the steel dragon?

If this is true.

Then that kind of metal part will be highly valued by Roger.

After all, he knows Quentin's origin and identity very well.

He gave up everything in Asgard to come here.

There must be some conspiracy.

And what he plots.

I am afraid it is inextricably related to the crusade against the ancient steel dragon!

…

Roger is still thinking.

Quentin has already started planning with a red face:

"I have everything ready to defeat the steel dragon!"

"You came at the right time."

"Your move to capture the "Chongshan Camp" during the day will inevitably divert most of the guards from the half-dragon lair. "

"Tonight is the best time to start, if I say it!"

Tonight?

Roger was taken aback by the sudden suggestion.

In his opinion.

Quentin's proposal was somewhat reckless.

Even if he was fully prepared.

At least it should be gradual, right?

Not to mention.

The nights at Sombra are very different!

The power of the dead field affects the life of this world every moment.

Roger had tested it before.

If you fight at night.

His combat power is more than half weaker!

The most outrageous thing is.

He has not even seen the basic information of the ancient steel dragon!

So he shared his doubts.

But Quentin looked overexcited:

"The Silence Field is not a problem."

"My Sun Badge can resist the passing of heat!"

"I'll give you the information on the ancient steel dragon in a moment."

"Actually, apart from the steel dragon itself, we won't face too many battles, because I know a shortcut can lead to the ancient steel dragon's habitat..."

"It's not too late!"

"Let's go now!"

Say it.

He made a tug at Roger.

Roger is in a hurry.

Immediately resisted violently.

He realized his gaffe:

"Sorry..."

"I've been waiting for this opportunity for almost a month."

"There are no veterans like you and me near the Tinder Factory..."

"So..."

Facing Quentin's apology.

Roger ostensibly complained a few words.

On the contrary, my heart is more at ease.

If at first he suspected that Quentin's plan was a trap.

Then Quentin's follow-up performance basically dispelled Roger's doubts.

"That kind of excited state should be impossible to deduce."

"At least there's no way to hide it from my perception."

He thought so.

I hurriedly read the information on the steel dragon sent by Quentin.

Soon.

Roger said decisively:

"Go!"

"Shanggang Longshan!"

Quentin next to him showed a bright and sincere smile.

Like a naive child.

on the data bar.

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"Hint: You have read the 'Ancient Steel Dragon's Information'"

…

"...The list of items dropped by the steel dragon is as follows——

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-Steel Dragon Mountain (20%)

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-Dragon (20%)

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-Dungeon (20%)

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- Outliers (15%)

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- Celestial (10%)

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- Lifesteal (5%)

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-Other (10%)”

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"Please!"

"Come to a few more "Heavenly Realms"! "

I have such thoughts in my mind.

Roger and Quentin go back to his room to get the props and supplies prepared.

And then left the Tinder Factory overnight.

Straight up to Steel Dragon Mountain!

Along the way.

Quentin rambles on a lot.

His excited tone expressed his mood at the moment very truthfully.

Among them, he mentioned the most.

It is the plan of **** the steel dragon.

Roger listened carefully.

Quentin's plan was actually quite simple.

After a while up the mountain.

He will open a secret passage to lead Roger into the dungeon.

Under the action of the Dragon Transformation Potion.

Nearby half-dragon scouts are unaware of their infiltration.

And because of the fall of Chongshan Barracks.

Quentin is almost 90% sure that he can take Roger to the deepest part of the half-dragon lair without fighting—

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Dark Ruins.

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There.

It is the home of ancient steel dragons.

Steel Dragon's temperament is very violent and misanthropic.

Although all the creatures on Steel Dragon Mountain are his descendants.

But he hates half-dragons as much as he hates other beings.

They were only ordered to guard this place because of blood ties.

Therefore.

Deep in the ruins.

They're basically unable to meet the hordes of half-dragons.

This created the perfect conditions for their crusade.

And from the point of view of the crusade object itself.

The ancient steel dragon, which once possessed immortal powers, is not in full peak condition now.

He had suffered a very serious trauma.

Afterwards, the steel dragon's body completely collapsed.

Leaving only a huge head.

And a sea of ​​metal junk piled up.

The steel dragon's will is stored in a special kind of fire.

By manipulating the power of fire.

He constantly transforms his promoted body-

The extremely metalized head.

No one knows what the steel dragon has turned into his head.

This is also the only suspense in this crusade.

According to Quentin.

Steel dragons are not difficult to deal with.

As long as you can withstand Long Might, withstand the mechanical storm, and kill the mechanical mobs he summoned.

The difficulty of its crusade lies in the toughness of the steel dragon!

Quentin told Roger.

It is very difficult to kill an ancient steel dragon in one go.

They need to kill the steel dragon's head and the special fire at the same time.

Whenever one side fails.

The steel dragon's will will be attached to the other side and reborn.

Possibly even stronger!

…

"I can't do two things, so I need a helper."

Quentin sincerely said:

"The trick is to start at the same time. You and I have to make an appointment for a slogan—like '3, 2, 1'?"

"In short, you can start at the same time."

Roger nodded.

He said very little along the way.

On the one hand, I was listening to Quentin thinking.

On the one hand, it is to examine whether there are deficiencies in some aspects.

The latter is especially important.

Especially when he got to the Steel Dragon Mountain.

He always felt that things might not be as simple as Quentin said.

Can be traced back to the source.

He didn't see anything wrong with Quentin either.

"Could it be Olmedo?"

Roger surmised.

He's distracted.

Quentin naturally noticed.

This kid really doesn't take Roger as an outsider.

Immediately unwillingly rammed Roger:

"Are you listening to me?"

Roger is silent.

Quentin was dissatisfied:

"Even if you are a demon slayer, I'm afraid you won't be able to cooperate with me like this?"

"Or say..."

"You don't trust me at all?"

Roger hit haha.

Attempting to get away with it.

But Quentin is still persistent:

"Don't be so stingy, I used you once!"

"And that was a last resort!"

"Actually, you don't need to be so prepared, there are not many people in this world who can harm you..."

Roger glanced at him:

"Indeed."

"But that shouldn't include you."

Quentin's eyes widened.

Roger is amused.

But still quietly changed the subject:

"Since you know the world of Somite like the back of your hand, you should also have a certain understanding of the Star God Race, right?"

"What do you think of these returning gods?"

"Where's the Celestials?"

Roger tries to extract some useful information from Quentin's views on Celestials and Astral Protoss.

Quentin's response was not much beyond Roger's expectations.

He shrugged:

"The Celestial Protoss and the Star Protoss?"

"A bunch of guys who are going crazy and a bunch of guys who are already crazy."

"If I say, there is not much difference between them."

Roger shook his head and said:

"I have dealt with the Celestials."

"She doesn't look like a lunatic at all."

Quentin laughed:

"So I'm going crazy."

"It's not time yet."

He seems reluctant to talk too much about it.

But Roger has a keen sense of important information.

So he continued to guide:

"But they seem to want to save the world."

Hear this.

The smile on Quentin's face was blank.

He walks away.

While looking at Roger indifferently, he said:

"Save the world?"

"Then these people who are trying to save the world, have you ever thought about whether the world wants them to be saved?"

Roger was taken aback.

Quentin said dismissively:

"For example, the distorted matter that makes the nine planets, including the gods, change their color."

"Everyone wants to save the nine planets from the invasion of distorted matter, but have you ever thought about whether it is possible that the distorted matter is called by the will of the nine planets?"

"Maybe there are nine planets in addition to the distorted matter, just like a thirsty woman in addition to a strong man..."

"Then what you are doing is not destroying the good things of the nine planets?"

"Of course."

"It's just an exaggerated metaphor."

He laughed dryly.

He didn't speak again.

Roger was silent for a while.

Suddenly asked:

"That's why you gave up on Asgard?"

Quentin shook his head:

"It has nothing to do with it."

"I left Asgard simply because I was fed up with the rigidity and ignorance of those idiots."

"Of course, part of the reason for abandoning the containment program was to get revenge on those idiots."

Speaking of which.

He gave Roger a strange look:

"It stands to reason that I didn't execute the plan and you should thank me."

"You know the content of the plan - to accept the present world as history, and then start a new round of 'present world'..."

"This is the worst news for you worldly powerhouses!"

Roger hurriedly asked:

"What will happen after the present world is contained as history?"

Quentin said without hesitation:

…

"The gradual nihilism.

A history that does not belong to the present world is actually nothingness in a sense.

The historical world lacks the support of its origins.

will gradually move towards the end of the dry.

Actually.

Many historical worlds often haven't dried up.

will destroy itself.

The reason for this is that the new 'present world' has occupied the forward track...

The doorway here is very complicated.

I couldn't explain it for a while.

You just need to know strong people like you.

Once the world you belong to is nihilized.

Your power limit will also be locked.

Unless.

You can become a **** before this! "

…

Roger's heart froze.

Secretly wrote down these precious knowledge.

Although he can't tell the truth from the fake.

But there's nothing wrong with memorizing it all.

So next.

Roger has been chatting with Quentin about history and the present.

Quentin's answer was straightforward at first.

Let Roger gain a lot of unpopular knowledge.

Later, Xu discovered Roger's intentions.

The guy starts hesitating.

Even if you answer.

Also vague.

Roger was not reluctant to see this.

There is still time anyway.

He couldn't believe he couldn't get more useful knowledge out of Quentin's mouth!

…

1 hour later.

Deep in the underground lair of Steel Dragon Mountain.

On a steep and steep descent.

The terrain presented to Roger changed dramatically.

From dry dull red soil.

A junkyard full of wires, paint, and rust!

He glanced at the data column.

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"Hint: You have reached the Dark Ruins (ancient steel dragon habitat)"

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"Warning: You are approaching the site of the ancient steel dragon sacrifice!"

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A corner of the ruins.

Roger looked at the scene with some surprise.

On a spooky altar not far away.

Quentin is operating with ease.

This guy really isn't lying.

He is as familiar with the dark ruins as his own back garden.

The two groped their way in.

In addition to consuming the necessary footwork.

It didn't even alert a half-dragon robber!

Of course, it is the Dragon Chemical Potion that has played an indispensable role.

But Quentin's choice of shortcuts is the most critical factor.

Right now.

He's following his plan.

Wake up the sleeping ancient steel dragon in the name of sacrifice.

According to Quentin.

Both of them now have the breath of dragonborn.

It's very easy to pretend to be a steel dragon priest.

And most of the time.

The ancient steel dragons were in a state of high sleep.

Simple sacrificial rituals can only awaken their shallow consciousness.

Through this method, the position of the fire seed and the head of the steel dragon can be determined.

It can also slightly weaken the ancient steel dragon that is about to wake up in rage.

Why not?

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"Keep quiet."

"You just need to look out for me."

"Remember your responsibilities."

"Destroy the steel dragon's head - I believe you can do it!"

Far away.

There is a whimper from Quentin.

Roger glanced at Quentin's busy back.

Suddenly.

His entire body suddenly withdrew backwards!

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"The Secret Art: Light Wind"!

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"What are you doing?"

Quentin on the altar apparently sensed the movement behind him.

He looked back at Roger in shock and anger:

"Don't move!"

"Don't wake up the steel dragon in advance!"

But who knows to hear that.

Roger runs faster!

He tells Run away on the Iron Ruins.

Soon.

He was back where the dungeon bordered the dark ruins.

Now.

Roger couldn't care less.

She fled upwards in a rush.

Next second.

A layer of thick steel plate suddenly stabbed out from the bottom layer next to it!

Boom!

A huge steel gate completely blocks the way back.

The sound of metal rubbing wafted throughout the dark ruins!

Roger turns his head blankly.

Quentin is standing about 30 blocks away from him.

Right now.

His expression became a little gloomy:

"How did you find out?"

Quentin doesn't seem to plan to continue to pretend.

Roger snorted:

"Is it necessary for this kind of place to have wind?"

Quentin sighed softly:

"So it is."

"I'm still too anxious."

Roger shook his head:

"You've been very successful."

Quentin said with a sincere smile:

"Indeed."

"Who told me to have some special talent?"

"At least you're just now finding out..."

"It's too late!"

Boom!

The earth trembled.

A black wind blows.

Countless scrap iron slid down the hill not far away.

A little scarlet blob of light grows larger.

In the end, it turned into a terrifying existence like a red moon!

And above the red moon.

It's a steel faucet with only eye sockets!

Roger took a deep breath.

Glancing at the data column.

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"Record: You detected Quentin's 'bluff'!"

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"You sense Quentin's specialty: Affinity"

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"All things Affinity: You always give a sense of trustworthy sincerity.

The higher your Bluff level.

The stronger the affinity.

…

Note: This feat can ignore Wisdom authority"

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"Warning: The sacrificial ceremony is complete! The ancient steel dragon is about to awaken!"

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"So..."

"Asgard has no knowledge of the world of Sombra."

"You know this place like the back of your hand, because you and the steel dragon are a gang!"

Roger looked at Quentin coldly.

It would be a lie to say that you don't hate it so much.

After all these years.

There are very few people who can fool Roger.

But this guy in front of me.

I lied to Roger—

Twice!

Accustomed to relying on perception to judge lies, he didn't realize it was wrong until Quentin uttered the self-contradictory words of "letting the wind".

But now it seems.

Seems a little late.

The ancient steel dragon is reviving.

Quentin's ceremony has also been completed.

Roger felt a strong sense of unease.

But he didn't show his cowardice.

Instead, he questioned Quentin!

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"Don't be so harsh."

Quentin looked at Roger with a smile:

"What the hell."

"I just offered you as a sacrifice to Lord Steel Dragon."

"I have no interest in you."

"I just want to exchange your life for a secret passage to the upper space."

Talking room.

A half-closed door opened slowly above the altar.

Because of the distance.

Quentin is closer to that gate than Roger!

Now.

He said nothing.

He spread his legs and ran towards the altar.

Soon.

Quentin arrived at the edge of the gate smoothly~IndoMTL.com~ I hope you can do your duty as a sacrifice, Mr. Roger. "

He turns away.

He had a childlike smile on his face:

"Then."

"I'm leaving... eh?"

Accompanied by this surprised sound.

The expression on Quentin's face changed to surprise.

Because at this time.

The half-closed door was pushed open from the inside.

A ragdoll-like girl jumps out.

She has dark eyes.

Flutter flutter.

It's really cute.

…

"I think I heard someone mention offerings."

"Where is it?"

The girl looked at Quentin with a smile and asked.

Behind her.

A line of protoss soldiers silently filed out.

Atmosphere.

Gradually become murderous.

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