Roger bowed deeply to her and said, "Great goddess, you will soon get one hundred thousand souls."

After speaking, Roger strode towards the outsider of the palace.

Feng Yue stood still, letting Roger pass by.

A breeze that came from nowhere quietly blew a trace of her black hair.

The heavy hall door slowly opened and closed slowly. When Rogge stepped into the lobby on the ground floor, he saw that all the strong men were gathering here, as if waiting for him.

Rogge passed by the powerful, and as he passed by the three kings of the Death World, he stopped and his eyes swept across the three kings one by one.

Finally, Rogge slowly said: "When Fengyue wakes up, the war between the kings will continue!"

He ignored the three kings who were stunned and walked out of the city lord's palace.

Gregory, who was floating in the air, also looked at Roger's figure in surprise. It instinctively felt that it had missed something important and couldn't help but feel resentful. In annoyance, all the wisdom of the sacred dragon was concentrated on the final level transforming technique.

There was a dead silence in the hall on the top floor at this moment.

Feng Yue stood in the air, staring blankly at the coffin bottle protected by the demon lotus wings in front of her.

‘How could it become like this…’She was at a loss.

At this time, Seus was sitting in the bell tower of the main building, looking at the endless line of fish belly white in the distance.

A new day is coming.
Chapter completed!