120 The last sanctuary (3) _

as for the abundance of magic power ... Lack of clues, unable to conduct inconsequential reasoning.”

For a moment.

Roger’s thoughts were endless.

if that’s the case, the resistance for me to leave this planet will be even greater.

as soon as I left the novice village, I realized that I was actually in prison. Next, I have to prepare for a jailbreak.

“He’s, he’s quite bald ...”

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but scratch his head, but there was a flash of excitement in his eyes.

But in the end, this was just Roger’s analysis and guess.

As for the truth, he still needed more clues.

And the clue was in the South!

And now ...

The gate to the South was open to him.

After Alan became the Jie Guardian, the sela River Bridge would open as usual.

Gemstone city was close at hand.

“Then,”

LAN dragged out the last word in a serious tone, ”

“Do you need me to arrange a trial for you?”

“An adventurer?”

Roger quickly shook his head in refusal.

He was only a weak warrior now.

It couldn’t stand too much torment.

“In half a month.”

He had agreed on a time with LAN.

Roger returned to senluo farm in a good mood.

He began to prepare for his trip to the South.

..

Two days later.

In the warehouse next to the main house.

Roger carefully dripped a drop of blood on a mini coffin.

The coffin was pitch-black and looked simple. It was about half the size of a human.

This thing looked unlucky.

However, it was one of the two extraordinary items left behind by Wellington!

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[the last sanctuary (storage item/extraordinary item)]

Rating: SS ”

[engine mode 1: refuge mode]

In sanctuary mode, you will obtain a sanctuary of 200*200*80 meters. The sanctuary has a strong defense ability and can resist the continuous attack of an extraordinary team for 240 hours.

Can only be used once a year.

[ engine Mode 2: regular mode ]

In normal mode, you will receive additional storage space, which includes a main room, an Armory, and two warehouse houses.

[ activation requirement: kun clan blood curse (169 days) ]

..

Today was the 169th day that Roger had shed blood.

After a series of strange tremors.

The coffin was finally Roger’s.

Although this item looked ordinary, it was indeed worthy of the SS grade.

Not to mention the almost invincible refuge mode.

Just the regular mode alone was enough to make people drool.

It was different from other storage items.

This coffin could be used for people to live in!

The sanctuary’s main room was 10*8*6 (meters) large. Not only could the owner live in it, but they could also invite guests to visit.

If the place was properly decorated, not only could it be used as a bedroom, but more functional areas could also be developed.

The storage units on both sides were just storage spaces.

Roger could take things out of the warehouse directly from the room, but he couldn’t walk in.

...

Each storage unit had 24 slots for a total of 48 slots.

The storage space in each grid was the size of a wardrobe.

This meant that Roger could bring a lot more things.

What was worth mentioning was the independent ” Armory “.

..

A week later.

Roger carried the “last sanctuary” on his back and walked on the bridge of the sela River.

The early autumn wind blew on his face, which was cool and refreshing.

Behind him.

It was the mighty muscle man battleteam.

The gargoyle rested on his right shoulder and made a fawning sound.

Not long after.

They arrived at the other side of the bridge.

He could see the scenery in the distance.

Roger quietly activated his sixth sense.

A large number of images poured into his eyes and mind.

..

On the plain at the end of the horizon.

A towering mountain peak rose into the sky.

In the air at the foot of the mountain.

The six floating islands were in different orbits.

It was like a satellite that was orbiting in an orderly manner.

There was a waterfall on the floating island.

Under the sunlight, the waterfalls were like the most brilliant gems, shining.

Below the floating island and the mountain peak.

It was a scene of ruins.

It was a farm scattered all over the place.

It was an obscure gray fog.

It was a deserted Cemetery.

Roger closed his eyes, and Alan’s introduction rang in his ears.

On that distant floating island.

The descendants of the first group of order-makers after the apocalypse were trying their best to maintain their power and dignity.

All kinds of open and secret fights had never stopped.

And below the floating island.

A large number of living beings and demons had gathered here.

They were also fighting.

However, the main topic of the battle had changed to survival and reproduction.

This was the city of gems.

Different people would have different definitions of him.

As for Roger ...

He was only worried about how his future brothers and sisters were doing.

How’s the reproduction?

Would the population be too small?

“It can’t be an endangered species when I get here!”

He thought.

Suddenly, he started to run towards the southwest.

The moment he activated “complete sixth sense”...

He sensed that someone in front of him was being hurt by demons!

Sure enough.

Not long after, he saw a white House with a lonely tree on the side of the road.

At this very moment.

A huge tree demon had already wrapped itself around the entire house.

The faint sound of a woman’s sobs could be heard in the room.

“I’m a hero, it’s time for me to be chivalrous!”

Roger immediately marked the tree demon with a mark of sin.

Then, he called for his underlings to attack.

A moment later.

..

[you have killed 1 tree demon.]

[the hardness of the hair on both sides of your pubis has been slightly improved.]

..

“Swish!”

Roger was furious.

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