Roger rudely interrupted him again, "
"I'm not here to negotiate with you."
I'm not polite and I lack patience, but I have my own style of doing things.
the choice in front of you is actually very simple. Either you find the person, or I kill all of you.
The next second.
He suddenly raised his right hand.
It was aimed at a corner of the chamber.
A terrifying aura swept over.
The meeting hall was in chaos!
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Roger's right hand!
It was the direction of the mountain of truth!
"You can't, Mr. Eighty!"
Old Bard was so scared that he staggered and knelt down.
In an instant, tears streamed down his face.
the mountain of truth is the only legacy left by the 'society of Aether'!
"I'm begging you!"
The rest of the transcendents looked at each other.
At this moment.
Their actions began to differ.
Some people were prepared to fight to the death.
