Strange Voyage: Summoning the Fourth Disaster

In the Candlelight Hall, Roger, who was originally editing texts while browsing funny posts on the forum, was suddenly called by the voices of Letalie and Claymore.

After taking a look at the two, Roger set his eyes on Claymore and asked, "Are you ready to go to the Trialist Dungeon?"

"..."

Claymore was stunned when he heard this, and was a little confused. Didn't you ask those candle spirits to help me get the ring?

But he didn't think too much about it. The candle keeper probably didn't expect the candle spirits to be so fast.

He shook his head and said, "... Not yet, I came here because Letalie has something to find you."

"Oh?" Roger looked at Letalie in surprise when he heard this.

Asking about Claymore first, it seems that the Candle Keeper and Candlelight really don't care about the Years of Flourishing Forest and the God Tree...

Thinking of this, Letalie's eyes became more determined. She bowed to Rogge solemnly and asked: "Lord Candle Keeper, I beg you and the great Candlelight..."

"... Save the Years of Flourishing Forest and the God Tree!"

"..."

Hearing this, Rogge was silent for a while.

When he was browsing the forum, did something happen that he didn't know about?

Why did Letalie suddenly change her mind?

Forget it, I'll ask Lingzhu later and agree to her first.

The God Tree in the Years of Flourishing Forest must be an ancient existence, and it should know some important things in this world.

Thinking of this, Rogge nodded to Letalie.

"Okay... since you are willing to trust us."

"But before that, please wait a moment, I need to pray to Lingzhu first."

Although "Lingzhu" will definitely agree, Rogge still feels that he needs to pretend.

He has always positioned himself as a "guide" and "representative of the Spirit Candle", not the Spirit Candle itself.

This is naturally to maintain the status.

"Thank you." Letalie pursed her lips and thanked him.

In any case, she has made a decision, no matter how uneasy she is, she can no longer hesitate.

I hope that the great and tolerant "Spirit Candle Will" can agree to save the sacred tree...

Rogge's figure disappeared in front of them.

"... Letalie, why did you suddenly make this decision?" Claymore asked curiously.

He did not persuade Letalie. After all, this matter is of great importance. He felt that even if he trusted the Spirit Candle, he was not qualified to make decisions for the other party.

"I just think... Since the Spirit Candle can be so tolerant to such a warrior... then He is either really great, or He doesn't care about these things at all..."

"And..."

At this point, Letalie glanced at the pure white bell in her hand and said nothing.

Seeing this, Claymore did not ask more questions, but just held her hand.

Letalie leaned on his shoulder, her eyes complicated, and I don't know what she was thinking.

"Ahem."

Rogge pretended to run for a while and then came back.

Of course, he did not do nothing. This body is not his original body, but only a clone of the candle spirit body, but it is a more powerful version of the candle spirit and has been injected with a lot of candle spirit power.

This is naturally out of caution. After all, it is going to a completely unfamiliar area, so it is better to be safe than sorry.

"Then, let's go."

There is no doubt that the "candle spirit will" agreed!

Seeing this, Letali breathed a sigh of relief, let go of Claymore's hand, trotted to Rogge, took off the bell on his chest, and stretched out his hand to Rogge.

"Lord Candle Keeper, please hold my hand."

As she said this, Letali couldn't help but secretly glance at Claymore, and her fluffy ears softened unconsciously.

Claymore was also stunned when he heard this, and then he forced a smile: "... It's okay, Candle Keeper, you... hold it."

Letalie told him about this. Although the bell can allow people to travel through the dark border, if you want to lead people, there must be a "connection".

Roger was speechless when he saw this.

What kind of face-to-face NTR game are these two playing?

I don't like this...

"Do you need to contact to guide?"

Roger sighed, raised his hand, and a faint spiritual candle power fell on Letalie.

"Okay, that's it, let's go."

Letalie was relieved when she heard this, and nodded obediently.

Claymore breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was even more tearful.

The Candle Keeper is really a loyal person!

Letalie held the bell tightly in both hands, and the fire on her body lit up.

Ding-ling-ling...

A pleasant sound rang out from the bell, and the wonderful power rippled in the air, and the space began to distort, showing a wonderful connection.

After looking back at Claymore, Letalie resolutely stepped into it.

Rogge followed closely.

Watching the two disappear in front of him, Claymore said to himself.

"Come back safely, Letalie..."

...

What does a disordered, distorted, time and space disordered area look like?

Rogge actually had an experience of it.

As the grade of the spirit candle increased, his connection with the spirit candle became closer and closer, and the power he controlled became stronger and stronger, and he could even do some things that could be called "miracles".

Therefore, the dark border can naturally feel it.

Just as human touch cannot sense time, the senses of normal creatures naturally cannot sense the disorder of the dark border, and will even collapse as soon as they enter it, eliminating the world without pain.

All people can see is darkness.

And what can be truly felt is naturally the power of the spirit candle.

If the power of the spirit candle is expanded, Rogge can occasionally feel the outlines of some "shattered areas", some of which are extremely weak, and some are so strong that the power of the spirit candle has to temporarily avoid the edge.

Fortunately, the current power of the spirit candle is enough to protect itself.

Letalie still closed her eyes and held the bell, she needed it to ensure contact.

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And Rogge had no desire to talk to her, just waiting quietly.

But soon, he frowned.

Because, in the outer dark border, he suddenly felt a force coming!

Moreover, he was hostile to Rogge and Letalie.

He came with bad intentions!

Without hesitation, Rogge activated part of the power of the spiritual candle to attack it, and then left without looking back, without any intention of seeing the result.

In the dark border, his body could not get the power of the spiritual candle to replenish it, and it was unwise to entangle with it. The best solution was to hold it back and run away.

After all, if the opponent was too powerful, it would be useless for him to run away.

Fortunately, after a while, Rogge not only did not encounter the unknown power again, but Letalie in front of him also raised her head and looked at Rogge.

"Lord Candle Keeper, we are here!"

Letalie's face was full of joy. Although she didn't know what would happen next, she finally got home.

Rogge nodded, and then followed Letalie to the pure white...

...

In an area somewhere in the dark border.

On the sea, the storm was raging, and hundreds of large ships were swaying in the wind and waves. The flags of the Storm Church were hung on their ships.

The rainstorm was constantly changing direction due to the hurricane, and it slammed on the clothes of believers one after another.

And these believers, all of them were burning with the light of war, bathing in the rain and hurricane, not shaken by the waves, and chanted devoutly and loudly.

"Chaos is your father, the ocean is your mother..."

"... You add the power of nature to yourself, and bring great guidance to the lost lambs..."

"The boundless storm will dispel the darkness, and all things will crawl under the steps of the altar..."

The loud prayers of devout believers almost drowned out the sound of the storm.

On the largest main ship, a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes and a crown on his head raised his head slightly, staring at the front, and kept muttering.

I saw that near the border of darkness, a huge and terrifying tornado was raging constantly, and the surrounding sea water was overturned.

Even if it was very far away, the terrifying wind was still as sharp as a sharp knife.

It can be seen that the power of this storm is very strong.

And as the storm expanded.

The border of darkness seemed to move with it, as if it was destroyed by the storm.

Seeing this, the believers in the back became even more fanatical, and some young people who seemed to be not formal believers shouted "My Lord" and "Storm" even more fanatically.

Boom——

Thunder and lightning roared, and the huge tornado surged again, becoming a monstrous force, and hundreds of ships were as small as ants.

The movement of the dark border seemed to be even greater!

But, at this moment.

Buzz——

A burst of blue fire suddenly came, like a meteor from outer space, and slammed into the huge storm.

The next moment, the terrifying power directly and violently swallowed the entire storm, and turned into a sky curtain like fireworks to invade the surrounding space!

The dark border seemed to have regained its confidence, following the blue sky curtain, and it expanded rapidly towards the inside like a dog relying on the power of others!

Soon, it came to the giant fleet of the Storm Church.

And all this happened in an instant!

The pupils of the pope on the main ship shrank suddenly.

But soon, he was swallowed up by the dark boundary along with the ship, and disappeared without a trace on the spot.

The collapse of space is not something that ordinary flames can contend with!

"What is this?!"

"My Lord's storm... has been defeated!"

"Quick..."

On the last ship, the believers had to stay away and luckily lived for two more seconds.

But before they turned around or made any moves, the darkness came in an instant, swallowing everything and disappearing without a trace.

In places visible to the naked eye.

Before the dark boundary arrived.

The remaining storm disappeared without a trace at an extremely fast speed.

What was presented was that the sea that was still raging in the last second became calm and peaceful in the next moment, and then the darkness followed...

This was the process. The dark boundary chased the storm for a very long distance like a vicious dog...