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The slight sluggishness disappeared in a flash.
Roger arrived at the village.
What entered his eyes was a peaceful and peaceful scene.
Farmhouse.
The country estate.
Livestock.
There were also men who were doing farm work in the fields.
Roger composed himself.
The village gave him a rather plain feeling.
It didn't feel like a paradise.
On the contrary, it was very similar to an ordinary mortal village.
Even though his perception had captured the traces of these farmers 'martial arts cultivation, he still felt that it was a pity.
However, they were all very weak.
The highest level was only level 30!
Even the longevity village of tylodal was inferior!
This situation was far beyond Roger's expectations.
"Is this what 'a certain level of martial arts' means?"
He looked at the records in the data bar.
Roger laughed and shook his head.
The next second.
He sensed a great formation that had been set up outside the village.
