Chapter 333 Mask

you go with me? "

Roger smiled and reached out to grab the wings on Martha's back. The woman moved lightly and nimbly avoided Roger's palm.

"This thing can't be touched."

"If you touch it...you have to pay for it."

She glanced at Roger, "Go there, if you are strong enough... I will wait for you in the bottom room."

There were all kinds of indescribable voices in his ears. Roger hesitated whether to do it directly here, but soon he thought of the mysterious new owner of the manor.

He nodded, pushed away several women who rushed up in succession, and walked to the wooden door behind the stage.

The wooden door opened to both sides, and a closed elevator appeared in front of him. Roger walked into it, and the gear turned the elevator slowly down.

"Ding!"

With a soft sound, the elevator opened, and in the open space was a group of people around the gaming table, who were staring at the red eyes and shouting hoarsely.

In the state of Hunter Vision, Roger could perceive that something strange was being pulled away from everyone's bodies.

Then little by little it blends into the surrounding room.

"soul?"

"Essence?"

Roger shook his head, he didn't check, but continued down.

The next floor is a huge colosseum, blood splashes, and the people in the cage are fighting ecstatically.

Continue down.

The space on each floor is shrinking, and there are fewer and fewer people in the room. Although the purpose is different, each of the rooms points to a certain desire of human beings.

Pure and thorough.

Until the end, the elevator went all the way down, and after a long wait, the elevator was opened, and what appeared in front of Roger's eyes was darkness.

A beam of light shot from mid-air, and Martha's figure appeared strangely in front of Roger.

"Can't everything in the room satisfy your desires?"

Martha changed into a black evening dress, and the broad bat wings on her back wrapped her body.

"What are you looking for here?"

Roger didn't say anything, he looked around, "It's not underground, is it?"

Although the elevator just now gave people the illusion of going down, Roger was not an ordinary person. He knew that he had never moved at all.

Every time the door is opened and closed, it comes to a different area.

From start to finish, he didn't take a single step.

Martha was stunned for a moment, but then a look of cruelty appeared in her eyes, and a grim look appeared on her beautiful face, "Are you a member of the Knights of the Round Table?"

"You take care too much."

"Everyone enjoys everything here, no strife, no harm, no death."

"According to the regulations, the Knights of the Round Table are not qualified to interfere in the affairs here."

"I'm not from the Knights of the Round Table."

Roger shook his head, "I came here just..."

He moved his body laterally to the left, and suddenly he squeezed somewhere in the void.

"Uh!"

Martha, who was floating in the darkness, suddenly disappeared, and a figure gradually appeared in Roger's palm.

"you you!"

Pulling Martha in front of him, Roger took off the mask on his face, and his eyes were full of light, and the violent mental power poured into the eyes of the woman in front of him like a flood.

Martha's eyes widened, and her eyes became chaotic. After a long time, when Roger's forehead was also faintly dripping with sweat, the struggle in the woman's eyes disappeared.

She took a step forward and tapped lightly somewhere in the elevator.

A smile appeared on his face, "Ordinary people's desires can no longer fill your heart, dear Mr. Geralt, what are you after?"

"It is human beings that have existed since birth..."

"The pursuit of eternal life?"

The elevator closed, and Roger saw Martha disappear into the darkness.

Rumble.

This time when the door opened again, Roger found himself back in the original hall.

But the difference from the first entry here is the rustic decor, the wooden floor stairs, and the flaming fireplace at the end of the room.

The sound of burning firewood crackled, and on the walls were the portraits of the previous owners of the manor. Roger glanced at it casually, and finally his eyes stopped on the last face.

His pupils shrank slightly.

"Is this the duchess who married the Green family?"

It was pitch black outside the window, and Roger didn't know what he would face when he turned around and pushed open the door.

He doesn't even know which is the real world here or the resplendent hall just now.

There was a faint voice coming from the front, put on the mask again, and took off a hanging black robe, Roger walked to the room at the end.

The lights flickered, and the room was dimly lit. Roger's entry didn't disturb anyone. He quietly blended into the crowd and looked at the high platform in the middle.

A tall and handsome man stood there. He had dark golden hair and was wearing a fitted evening dress. The edge of the white shirt was slightly sticking out, and he wore a huge ruby ​​ring on his slender fingers.

And beside him, stood a figure that Roger was very familiar with.

Martha.

"She didn't just..."

Roger had some doubts in his heart.

"Special channel?"

"No, no, it's too fast, and once she wakes up, she'll definitely do something."

"Are they twins?"

Throwing this ridiculous idea out of his mind, Roger froze, and soon thought of a possibility.

If your guess is correct, the new owner of this manor is too scary.

"Bang!"

The door was closed, and Roger realized only then that, including his current position, everyone in the room formed a complete pattern.

"Clap!"

The man on the high platform clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

"Dirion Brando."

"Congratulations, you have passed all the tests and resisted the most primitive desires of mankind."

"When you stand here, the only thing that can satisfy you is the desire for eternal life."

"Young body, ageless face, and great strength!"

As soon as the words fell, Di Rio suddenly punched.

"Bang!"

Martha, who was standing beside him, seemed to have been hit by a cannonball, her nose bone collapsed and her entire face was dented by a punch.

She flew upside down, hit the wall in the distance and made a loud noise, and then bounced off.

A large pool of blood soon spread on the ground, and what was even more frightening was that a deep pit appeared on the wall after she hit it.

The power of this punch is evident.

Kakaka.

At this moment, Masha, who thought she had been beaten to death, suddenly struggled to stand up. She picked up something in the blood, and then pieced it together on her face bit by bit.

The nose was placed on the forehead, and the eyeball bulged out of the broken mouth. At this moment, Masha suddenly opened her mouth, her sharp fangs stuck out, and bit on a black-robed man not far away. .

Without struggling, the black-robed man's body was shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood of the whole body was drained.

And Martha's injury is also recovering at a very fast speed.

"Darling, you're hitting too hard."

Martha, who was back to normal, smiled coquettishly.

Di Rio's eyes swept over.

"I have owned countless masks in my life. They are all works of art that I have made carefully, but this one is the only one."

As he spoke, he opened a wooden box in his hand and took out a bone mask with dense cracks.

"This is the miracle of the Creator!"

Seeing this mask, Roger's face changed greatly.