"Just here!" 9527 said in a cold voice.

A hundred meters ahead of him, a ball of twisted space suddenly stopped. Then Roger appeared there. He twisted his neck, turned around and looked at 9527 and said, "I thought you were planning to leave a longer distance, or was there something wrong with my previous feeling? Are you actually looking forward to fighting with me?"

"It doesn't matter whether you expect or not, this is just a task." 9527 said so, and at the same time, he shook his hands, and black flames suddenly surged out, and in the blink of an eye, a black giant sword had already condensed in his hand.

Roger looked at the black giant sword of 9527, and he asked with a little curiosity: "You are the third person I fought against... I don't know what to say, it is someone with an image like you. You are the third person. The first person uses a giant axe with a two-handed one, the second person uses a moon gear, and you use a giant sword with a two-handed one. I'm very curious. Your strength looks similar, why are your weapons completely different?"

9527 snorted coldly and said, "Nothing can be told, start the battle now!" As he spoke, 9527 had already surging black flames, and almost instantly, ten feet of radius were ignited from him.

Roger looked at 9527's serious expression. He sighed, and while pulling out the Western Sword from his waist, he said regretfully: "It's such a pity. I originally planned to talk to you for a while. You are the only one among the three who has their own consciousness, and you are also the strongest, the fourth-level intermediate level? Unfortunately... you haven't passed the inner demon yet, and you haven't formed your unique spiritual light, but I want to say more to you. After all, I'm really curious about you invaders. Where do you come from, what are your purposes? Do you... have dreams?"

"dream……"

9527 chewed these two words, and he suddenly smiled ferociously and said, "That kind of thing... is just a childish dream word! It is something that should have been abandoned long ago!" As he finished speaking, the black giant sword rushed up with endless black flames. The huge force burned the earth and tore the sky. At this moment, the black flames actually burned and boiled thousands of meters high, pressing straight towards Roger like a huge black mountain.

Roger's face was deep, and the Western Sword in his hand suddenly wrapped in a layer of black matter, and blocked the black giant sword of 9527 in his back hand.

"Idiot, human dreams... will never stop!"

"The sky... is cracking!"

Whether it was the people in the ruins of the light column, the group of people outside the ruins, even the surviving town, as well as the large number of planes, troops, etc., they all saw with their own eyes that the sky cracked and together with the white light column, the things that originally represented the broken civilization were actually cracked in the battle between two creatures. Then the black flame stood apart from the twist of space, forming an opposing black and twist, entangled and rushed straight to the zenith. The atmosphere cracked under such a huge force, revealing the dark universe outside the atmosphere.

This is the power of the fourth level... To be more precise, this is the power of the fourth level intermediate level...

Roger and 9527 fought a move, and then the two of them retreated at the same time. In the center of their fight, a ball of space was twisted and exploded violently, but was randomly wrapped in black flames. At this moment, the black flame seemed to even the space could burn, and it began to burn the ball of space twist. But then, a layer of black inexplicable material appeared on the ball of space twist to block the black flames. Next, a loud bang was made, and the ball of space twist and the black flames exploded at the same time. With this point as the center, it was trapped in the explosion of fire within a radius of 1,000 meters.

"What a rare flame, it actually has the characteristics of part of the light of the mind, and can even burn space, but this is obviously not the light of the mind..." Roger appeared on the edge of the explosion. He shook the sprig sword in his hand and threw out the black flame on the sprig sword. Then the flame touched the rocks on the ground and began to burn, as if it was not a rock, but some fuel.

9527 on the other side also showed his figure, but it seemed that he was obviously much more embarrassed than Roger. In addition to being covered with tiny cracks, it seemed that he had been cut by countless tiny blades. There was also a hole in his chest as thick as a little finger, which was covered with blood and bones that were visible. It seemed that in the confrontation just now, 9527 had been stabbed by Roger in the chest.

However, with one hand, the black flames around him began to surge onto his body. As he burned, his body's injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few seconds, the injuries on his body had recovered, as if the terrible fatal injury had never existed before.

Roger's eyes lit up when he saw this, and he asked curiously: "What is this skill? This black flame can repair your body? You don't have such skills in the first two... Let's talk about it, you can try to delay my time, otherwise the battle will end too soon. After I go back, the woman who ordered you will die. Are you afraid that she will die? As for the comparison of our strength, I think you have experienced it just now? Although it is not absolutely overwhelming, it will not take me an hour to defeat you. My previous estimate was wrong. You are actually only... the fourth level first? Even the fourth level first is only barely achieved."

9527 was silent for a moment, and finally spoke in a deep voice: "I only have the first level of the fourth level of the gene lock. You are right, because the light of the mind is born incomplete, and I will never reach the fourth level in my life. If I reach the fourth level, then I will die at the moment of reaching, or be controlled by the inner demon... But the skills I use, including this black flame, the previous flame tornado, and these flames are all self-created skills in the fourth level or even the fourth level. In this regard, you don't even have self-created skills, but it's just some applications of the main gods to strengthen their skill attributes."

When Roger was said this, he didn't care at all. He asked curiously: "Own-created skills among the fourth level or even the fourth level? To put it this way, you people with demonic wings are all cloned by a certain person? Is he your leader? I'm looking forward to it, what kind of realm will the fourth level be? By the way, the last question is, how many you are? Do you have no dreams for each of you?"

When 9527 was asked about this, his shoulders, which had 9527 numbers printed, moved slightly, but his face turned dark. He said in a low voice: "You have said too much. Do you think you have already won the game? Do you really think I have no strength at all? Yes, I only have the first level of fourth level, but this skill is true. Maybe I can't use the strongest skill, and I can't even use some of the second-strongest skills, but in the memory I have obtained, this skill alone is enough to kill you..."

9527 seemed to be out of trouble, but Roger felt inexplicably confused. He didn't know how he angered the young man. He saw the young man roaring loudly, and the black flames on his body began to gush out wildly, more and more, becoming more and more concentrated, almost turning the earth into a sea of ​​fire, and it rose to a height of hundreds of meters and nearly a thousand meters. Even these black flames were too condensed, as if they had turned into black liquid, flowing in this earth. Only within a few meters of Roger was blocked by a layer of twisted space, which was blocked by the approach of these black flames. But in just a blink of an eye, all the black flames were already in the range of his eyes, as if the whole world was covered with the black flames.

However, in this state, 9527 was not feeling well. His body and appearance were aging at a speed visible to the naked eye. His hair turned from dark to spots, and his skin became dim from luster, and later it even began to loosen. In just a blink of an eye, he also changed from a young man to an uncle in his forties or fifties.

"I... have no dreams..."

"From my birth to now, I have been sinking into this dark world like hell..."

"I, and the people I was born, will die over and over again..."

"Survival is already more terrifying and bizarre than nightmare for me, and even retaining my own consciousness is about to be a luxury..."

"Dream? Can it bring me a good time for a second? Can it keep me alive? Can it protect us all? No!!"

"I... have no dreams..."

"So!! Don't say those two words in front of me, it won't give me any comfort or touch, it will only make me..."

"Want to destroy it!"

"Li Yan, Black Prison and Ming Dao!"

In an instant, the black flame changed, like a dark and deep road, pulling Roger into the deepest part of the black flame...
Chapter completed!