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"A complete sixth sense (extraordinary expertise): You have broken through the shackles of human beings and have a sound sixth sense, and you will gain the following abilities, but not limited to the following abilities-

You can listen to the sounds and rhymes of plants and trees, and distinguish the sorrows and joys of wood and stones;

You can tell all the lies;

You have certain mind-reading skills;

You can hear voices outside the realm, so you can always be favored by the gods;

In battle, you can easily predict the enemy's move trajectory;

You can detect potential malice in advance (if someone tries to cast spells on you or where you live, you will sense his intention 24 hours in advance)”

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Everyone has a sixth sense.

It is not an illusory deception, but a superpower to distinguish the truth.

Humans generally have poor sixth sense.

But for some creatures of higher races, the sixth sense is as normal as breathing and eating.

It is easier for these ethnic groups to produce true "prophets".

Even a true prophet may not be able to reach 20 o'clock.

Normal people will encounter bottlenecks in the process of improving their attributes.

There is only a small slap ratio like Roger.

The dot process can be so smooth.

Recall attention.

He looked at the giant skeleton boat in the north again.

The faces on the skeleton ship were numb when they saw the expressions, but Roger had never felt a trace of fear.

In Roger's eyes, this ship has nothing but a little bigger.

He tried to concentrate and move his perspective towards the skeleton ship.

After a while.

"He" came to the skeleton ship.

The skeletons on the deck were swaying at him, and Roger ignored them directly.

At the helm position.

He saw a thin figure.

"It's discovered."

The man didn't turn around, he pressed his hands on the rudder, and his tone was kind:

"Come on the deck with a skeleton head."

Roger walked around the front and saw Wellington's face-

It was a typical passerby face, with small eyes and white skin.

He is not like a lord of evil spirits at all, but like a weak and sick young man.

"It seems you have a lot of doubts."

Wellington placed the rudder, suddenly coughed twice violently, turned around and looked at Roger with a smile:

"And I like to solve doubts for others the most. I will answer any questions you have. Of course, you need to judge whether the answer is true or not."

To his expectations.

Roger actually shook his head and said, "I have no problem."

Wellington's expression became unhappy:

“It would be boring for you to do this.

When you set up a bureau with self-righteousness and keep everyone in the dark, a young man suddenly jumped out and said that I have seen everything about you clearly - this kind of guy who likes to be a corpse, I usually make him a corpse servant, and then arrange to go to the test field to pick up the feces."

"After that being said, have you really seen through all my tricks? Well, I admit that the bone tax is a bit too obvious. But can you understand the tactical arrangements I seem to be sending?"

Roger walked to the side of the boat, gently touched the bones on it, and replied casually:

"In my experience, most people who seem to be giving away are actually... they are giving away."

"You've been greedy for those bones for a long time? I'm talking about the necromancers in Limestone City!"

"The purpose of your war is not to take the South, but to kill all your subordinates!"

Roger suddenly raised some tone.

Wellington's expression suddenly became excited:

"Ah, you really see. Yes, the construction of the skeleton ship requires someone to pay. So I issued the bone tax and then started this war that was completely sent to death."

Speaking of this, two blush appeared on his face, and said in a daze:

“This is the most wonderful thing about human nature.

If I said to them directly, I want their bones and souls? They might rise up and resist;

But if I say? I want your bones as taxes, and those who cannot pay can leave? They will try their best to meet my needs;

If I ask them to die directly, they will definitely unite to kill me, the Lord of the Evil Spirit;

But if I say to them, we are going to launch a mighty war? After killing the humans in the south, we can cross the line together and leave this damn cage;

They would be excited and surrounded me in the center? They would shout the name of the Lord of the Evil Spirits? Then they would die one after another in the war.

Isn't it very interesting?"

Roger ignored his madness and just walked around the deck silently:

"The skeleton ship needs advanced human bones, but shouldn't these people in the south be your target?"

"Alan is a hard bone." Wellington said with a smile:

"And it's very fun to kill people with a knife. Every time you kill my people, you leave a bone left behind and don't clean up. The feeling of picking up the bargain also makes me addicted."

"wrong."

Roger shook his head quickly and said, "Did you choose the latter in open attack and secret distant? There is only one reason, that is, you don't have much time!"

"Mi Jinyun? Are you eyeing you?"

"Although Limestone City is destroyed, you are not dead yet? So it will appear again until it takes your life?"

Roger's series of temptations left Wellington speechless.

His expression completely frozen.

"Stop acting."

Roger suddenly grabbed a rib? His eyes became sharper:

"You're thinking about how to continue delaying time, right?"

"You who are just trying to leave? You who are willing to harm all your subordinates? There is no reason to have a conversation with people from hostile forces."

"If I was right, what I saw now is the illusion that was staying a few days ago. The real skeleton ship is already on the road, right?"

Wellington's face remained unchanged.

Roger's consciousness flew back lightly.

He waved the bones in his hand:

"It happens that I'm just delaying the time."

On the skeleton ship.

Countless faces roared shrillly.

But it cannot prevent Roger's consciousness from returning to the body.

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In the bunker.

Roger suddenly opened his eyes and activated the "Ultimate Hunter"!

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"Ultimate Hunter: Is the traces known to be sufficient, should I turn on tracking?"

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Next second.

The solid golden line goes straight to the west!
To be continued...