Three Hundred and Eighty Seventh Chapter Alien Meeting (Ten)

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The iron gates closed.

The figure standing on the high platform raised his head, and the morning sun hit him, gilding him with a layer of gold, and the halo flowed like wearing a special knightly armor.

Two majestic figures appeared on both sides of the high platform.

Gareth and Gaheris.

The two stepped forward and embraced the figure standing on the high platform.

One of them announced loudly.

"Celebrate, the inheritance ceremony was a complete success!!"

"From today on, give up your original surname and first name, give up your relatives, friends and loved ones, the rest of your life, your strength, your passion..."

"All will be dedicated to the Knights of the Round Table."

"Grace is dead."

"Tristan's name will live on forever!"

"Elder has his patron again!"

"It's Grace, Grace survived!"

Ge Wei excitedly hugged Roger's neck, jumping and jumping, "He's still alive, he's still alive!"

After saying that, he cried out.

At this time, after a brief ceremony, Grace walked down from the high platform, Ge Wei held back the tears in her eyes and rushed up immediately!

But she just approached the range of two meters in front of Grace, when a powerful force suddenly burst out from Grace, Ge Wei was caught off guard and was instantly rushed and fell to the ground.

Full of enthusiasm fell to the bottom, Ge Wei raised her head and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in astonishment.

"What are you doing……"

As soon as the words came out, Ge Wei suddenly froze in place, with a familiar figure and a familiar face, before Roger stepped forward, Ge Wei suddenly got up from the ground and rushed out without looking back.

"Ge Wei!" Roger shouted,

Glancing back at Grace.

What passed from the other side was a real third-order aura. He frowned slightly and looked at Grace suspiciously.

It is simply reborn, not only the strength attribute of the body, but also the temperament is very different from the original Grace!

It even made Roger think that this body is loaded with another soul!

His heart skipped a beat, and he inexplicably thought of the Foreign Spirit Society.

Could this Tristan be an alien soul?

No... not right.

Even Abraham couldn't do anything about it. After just changing his body, he immediately had the third-order combat power.

You know, in order to get rid of the backlash of the body and try to maintain the strength after changing the body, Abraham has made countless preparations.

But in front of Grace.

Grace smiled slightly, "It's my fault, I just went through the inheritance ceremony, and I can't control my body's strength. Ge Wei just rushed up too suddenly."

"Please, Roger."

"Help me to persuade her."

Roger looked away, nodded and left.

Not long after he left, Grace pushed aside the others around him and walked into a secret room where Gareth and Gaheris were waiting for him.

"Congratulations, my friend."

"Restore your strength as soon as possible, there is still a deer head spirit waiting for us in the forest."

Grace, no, it was Tristan who nodded, a murderous look on his face.

"Damn beast, I will take revenge!"

On the other side, after Roger left the Heritage Temple, he saw Ge Wei standing next to the railing not long after running.

"He's not my brother."

The girl wiped away her tears and looked back at Roger firmly.

"He has another person in his body!"

"Grace... Grace might really be dead."

Roger opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

"What happened in the real Temple of Inheritance? The Knights of the Round Table must be hiding a secret from us!"

Ge Wei clenched her fists, "I want to find out!"

"What are you going to do?"

Roger opened his mouth coldly and poured a basin of cold water.

Ge Wei's clenched fists were weakly released, her face slumped.

"Come on, let's go back first."

Roger put his arms around the girl's thin shoulders, pulled her into the car and took her back to the manor.

After settling down Gewei, Roger found Claudia immediately.

It’s just that I haven’t seen each other for a few days, but Claudia has an aura of a living person on her body. This description is very strange. The former Claudia could feel the beauty, but she lacked the aura of a human being. .

She is more like a delicate doll, an empty shell with a mask on her face, and even her body is just a container.

But now Claudia has more vitality.

"The change in you..."

Roger was a little worried about Henrik.

"To be honest, I should really thank your friend for helping me find a new way to draw strength."

"10,000 other people's desires can't compare to the impulse that burst out of my heart."

"I seem to have found the right path."

After confirming that it would not affect Henrik, Roger was relieved.

If the impact is still there.

Hmm... It should have a great impact on the kidneys and the body.

"The inheritance method of the Knights of the Round Table?"

Claudia stood up from the chair and thought as she walked, "I do know relatively little about this information, but once I had contact with a Knight of the Round Table from a distance."

"He gave me a very strange feeling, like the same kind but with some vague estrangement."

"He is different from us, you'd better not touch." Claudia urged.

Roger nodded, "Will you attend tonight's meeting?"

"no need."

"I have more important things to do."

Claudia's slender fingers gently twisted a strand of hair, and then tied a knot at the fingertips.

It's hard to imagine Claudia doing such a feminine move.

After all, she is a faceless one.

In ordinary people's cognition, faceless is equal to no heart.

Ge Wei hid in the room all day without going out, and Roger didn't know how to comfort the girl. Maybe only time could heal the trauma in her heart.

Time soon came to night, night fell, and Roger also came to the fog cabin through the penetration ability.

He was familiar with laying out the relevant materials for the ceremony, then opened the window and started the ceremony when the time came.

The air in front of him spreads like water waves, and a picture scroll is formed around it, a dark dungeon, a beach covered with fine sand, and a snow-capped dome.

And... a deep pool as dark as ink!

Seeing the figure in the deep pool, Roger's pupils shrank suddenly. Even if the other person's image changed a little, he could still easily recognize the other person's identity.

Abraham!

Unexpectedly, he also participated in this alien spirit meeting.

The first to speak turned out to be the Holy Knight.

His rough laughter came, and his eyes swept across everyone's faces.

"An old friend I haven't seen in a long time."

He stared at the mask on Abraham's face, "Soul Eater, this time it was you who attended the meeting in person."

Abraham nodded. He knew most of the people in the meeting, but that one...

"Would anyone like to introduce us to each other?"

Unable to feel Roger's breath, the inexplicable Abraham still noticed something strange.