The True Ancestor of vampires collapsed on the ground. She wasn't tall, but she had a great body proportion, which made her look very attractive.
Together with the True Ancestor's unique charm, most men would've jumped at her.
But Roland wasn't affected at all. He even felt like laughing.
He had seen too many beautiful women. Leaving aside the Life Goddess and the Goddess of Magic, his own Andonara was even more charming than her.
Also, both Andonara and Vivian were voluptuous and had impressive breasts.
How could a self-leveling steel plate attract him?
As for the vampires' charm ability, it was even more ridiculous.
The Lawful Goddesses were much more charming than the True Ancestor. Roland could control himself even when he was faced with them, not to mention an old witch in the form of a young girl.
Halfway there, Roland looked at the True Ancestor who had been panting, but he suddenly stopped.
He sensed that he wasn't in a good state either.
It wasn't because his body was out of strength, but because his soul was exhausted and his mental power was seriously damaged.
If he continued fighting, his mental foundation would probably be damaged.
The mental foundation of a Mage was very important. It was like how a Warrior who trained his muscles had a high demand on the quality of his bones.
He would rather have his flesh slashed a dozen times than have his bones chopped off.
Roland was in the same situation.
The mental foundation of a Mage was very important too. It was unnecessary to damage it in such a place.
More importantly, he couldn't kill the enemy, which was the most troublesome thing.
Then, he sat down and put on a spare magic robe from his system Backpack.
Seeing that, the True Ancestor became rather infuriated.
The enemy had clothes, but she had to be naked?
At such a moment, whoever was embarrassed would lose … At least that was what the True Ancestor thought.
She struggled to stand up, turned around and returned to her small wooden hut, seemingly to look for clothes.
Roland, on the other hand, lay on the ground and closed his eyes to take a rest.
Players didn't need sleep. They could recover their stamina and mental power by standing still. It was one of the unique abilities of players.
He also took the opportunity to observe the environment and see if there was anything that he could use as a weapon.
Who knew when the Nether God would lift the shackles on him? While he was thinking, he found that the Nether God was already standing next to him.
Roland rose and looked at her with an awful expression. He asked, "Can you release my magic power now?"
"No." The Underworld God shook her head slightly. Then, she pointed to the table in front of her and said, "Sit down and let's talk."
Roland looked at him quietly and expressed his opposition with silence.
Now, he just wanted to go back to Delpon and have a good rest.
After fighting for four days and four nights, both sides were exhausted.
"Let's sit down and talk." The Nether God's face was still cold, but her tone was pleading. "Okay?"
Looking at the pitiful Nether God, Roland heaved a sigh and sat down at the table.
The Nether God also sat down.
The two of them just sat there without saying a word.
Very soon, the True Ancestor walked out of the cabin too. She had changed into a beautiful black dress, which was white on top and black on the bottom. It looked plain, but it was made of the silk of the elves and was very expensive.
It could be said to be low-key luxury.
She glared at Roland the moment she came out.
After a few minutes of rest, her soul consciousness had recovered a lot, and she was much more refreshed.
Roland, on the other hand, stared at her coldly.
Now that Roland had recovered some of his strength, he might not necessarily lose if they were to fight.
"Sit down." The Nether God patted the chair next to her.
The True Ancestor of vampires snorted and sat down next to the Nether God.
Then, she continued to glare at Roland.
Before today, her hatred for Roland was only because her friend had been killed, but now, her hatred for Roland was also personal.
The attacks she suffered during the life-and-death battle with Roland could only be described as miserable.
There was no telling where this man was from, but he always hit a woman's face and chest.
He left a dent after every punch, and his chest, which wasn't tall in the first place, was flattened countless times.
Before his face recovered, he must've been as ugly as a demon.
The True Ancestor was so angry that she crushed his balls, but the guy simply hit her anus with his knee after he recovered.
Women could feel intense pain in that area. When she was hit for the first time, it was so painful that she immediately lost her ability to fight.
Then, Roland grabbed her legs and flipped her upside down, almost tearing her in half.
During the four days and four nights of battle, there were at least dozens of such attacks.
Because of that, the two parties had been fighting more and more ferociously.
Now that she recalled it, the True Ancestor still couldn't believe what had happened.
In this world, there was actually such a vicious man who could actually use such a vicious method on such a beautiful girl like her.
He must be a homosexual.
"Make up with each other." The Nether God looked at them.
Roland sneered.
The True Ancestor snorted.
"Make up."
Seeing that they didn't look right, the Nether God grabbed the True Ancestor with her left hand and Roland with her right, trying to make their hands touch.
Both Roland and the True Ancestor struggled, but the Nether God was a god after all, and no mortal could resist her power.
So, Roland could only watch his left hand touch the True Ancestor's right hand.
Both the Nether God's and the True Ancestor's hands were warm and comfortable.
But Roland didn't feel anything. Instead, he looked at the Nether God coldly and said, "Ms. Sophie, you can't force me to do anything. The hatred between me and the True Ancestor is almost impossible to be resolved."
Roland personally didn't hate the True Ancestor of vampires that much.
He simply hated the True Ancestor from a human's point of view.
After all, in Roland's eyes, vampires reared human beings like humans reared pigs.
So, Roland regarded the True Ancestor of vampires as a natural enemy.
It would be best if a natural enemy was dead.
Hearing what Roland said, the True Ancestor stared at Roland with even more killing intent in her eyes.
Although they had fought for four days and four nights, they didn't develop feelings for each other.
The Nether God turned around and looked at Roland. "We're friends, so listen to me."
Roland took a deep breath. "We're not friends, Ms. Sophie. A mortal is not qualified to be a god's friend. "
"We are." The Nether God stared at Roland. "We've given each other gifts."
Given each other gifts?
Oh, the Nether God's War Scythe.
Roland had given her a lot of Druid souls.
So that's why!
Roland secretly snorted. If they were really friends, would they have allowed him to fight a lunatic for four times?
Although he couldn't die, he had experienced a lot of pain.
He still felt that his balls were aching, and he wondered if his sexual life would be affected after he returned.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Without hesitation, he took the Nether God's War Scythe out of his system Backpack and tossed it on the table, before he said coldly, "Here you go. I dare not be friends with a god. Ms. Sophie, that's not how you make friends. "
Sophie stared at him in a daze. Her eyes were slightly widened, and she seemed rather helpless.
At this moment, the True Ancestor burst into fury. She jumped to her feet, trying to lunge at Roland and twist his neck, but halfway through her jump, she was put back to her chair by an invisible force.
Naturally, it was the Nether God.
However, the True Ancestor's face was flushed with fury. She only had hatred for Roland before, but now, there was more fury and disgust.
"How dare you hurt a pure girl's heart?" The True Ancestor was so angry that her voice was shivering. "Do you know how hard it is for Sophie to acknowledge a friend?"
Roland snorted and ignored the True Ancestor.
Then, he looked at the Nether God. "Ms. Sophie, can I leave now?"
Sophie was still staring at Roland with her eyes that were as clear as spring water. Countless patterns of light seemed to be flowing in her eyes, and she seemed to have a lot of things to say, but on closer inspection, she didn't mean anything.
She didn't speak for a long time.
The True Ancestor roared, "Get lost if you want. Don't hurt Sophie's heart."
Roland squinted at the True Ancestor and didn't say anything.
After a long time, Sophie waved her hand, and an invisible force spread out.
The force was very gentle.
On the grass, the body parts of Roland and the True Ancestor slowly turned into gray spots of light and disappeared.
The blood was gone too, and the grass became green again.
Roland also sensed that the magic power in his body was flowing again.
He looked at the Nether God and the True Ancestor and left the Netherworld with a teleportation spell.
With the Nether God around, it was impossible for him to kill the True Ancestor, so he might as well leave first.
After the blue light of teleportation flashed, the Nether God stared at the scythe on the table in silence. After a long time, she wiped her eyes and lowered her head.
The True Ancestor patted the Nether God's back sympathetically and said in a low voice, "Don't be sad. Men are all like this. They don't understand women. Let's just ignore him, okay?"
The Nether God shook her head. "It's my fault. He's equal to us gods. I shouldn't have forced him like that."
"He pissed you off like this, and you're still defending him?" The True Ancestor was so angry that her teeth ached.
The Nether God shook her head and pointed at the scythe on the table with her finger.
The scythe automatically floated and disappeared into the spatial gap.
Roland teleported back to Delpon. Breathing the fresh air of the main plane, he finally felt much better.
He took a few steps, only to find that his body was full of strength and vigor.
After a brief daze, he remembered that the True God seemed to have added a special buff on him. Did she not take it back?
He opened the system menu and found that it was indeed the case.
The Nether God's Protection: You've been implanted with a subtle godhood by the Nether God, and you share a tiny part of your vitality with her. Your limbs can be regenerated infinitely, and your lifespan is theoretically infinite, unless the Nether God cuts off the connection between you and her, or a stronger enemy cuts off the connection between the two of you.
With this ability, it meant that Roland had infinite vitality in the human form too.
It was almost impossible for him to be killed instantly.
However, Roland was in a rather complicated mood. He wasn't as excited as when he had acquired a "divine skill."
"I've already warned her. I don't think it will be long before she takes back the ability."
Roland continued to walk towards his manor, but at this moment, the space around him fluctuated, and then a rotating object flew out of the spatial rift and landed on the ground in front of Roland, sticking diagonally into the ground.
He thought it was an enemy attack and was quite shocked.
Then he discovered that it was actually the Nether God's War Scythe.
It actually followed him here.
Roland glanced at the divine artifact coldly and walked past it.
However, after only a few steps, the scythe suddenly flew up on its own with a swoosh and spun toward Roland.
Roland had been prepared for it. He immediately opened his Magic Shield upon seeing this.
However, the scythe easily cut through Roland's Magic Shield and hit Roland's body at the same time.
He thought he was going to die once, and the Nether God was furious and about to kill him.
But he didn't expect that the scythe would suddenly disappear the moment it touched him.
He touched his body. There were no wounds, but the scythe was gone, too.
Where did it go?
Roland suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He opened his Backpack and found that the Nether God's War Scythe was indeed lying inside.
"Humph, is it fun to force a sale?"
Roland took out the Nether God's War Scythe and tossed it to the ground.
However, the moment it landed, it automatically flew back to Roland and eventually appeared in his Backpack.
Roland took it out and tossed it to the ground again, and the scythe instantly returned to his Backpack.
After a few times, Roland gave up.
"This Nether God is quite persistent." Roland heaved a long sigh and stopped throwing the scythe.
In fact, Roland didn't hate the Nether God.
Such a beautiful girl wasn't a bad god, so there was no reason to hate her.
But Roland had his pride as a player and as a man.
He didn't like it when a girl forced him to do this and that.
We don't know each other very well.
That was probably what he thought.
After returning to his manor, Roland rested for a few days and tormented Vivian several times, before he began to study magic again.
What happened in the past few days told him a cruel truth. He was still far from being a top combatant.
Someone at the level of the Nether God could force him to do things he didn't want without doing anything.
"As I expected, I have to build the floating city as soon as possible. In the main plane, the powerful magic power source of the floating city can put me on the same level as the gods. " Roland scribbled on the paper and thought about what he should strengthen next. "The upper limit of magic power will definitely continue to increase, but should I change the way I strengthen magic research?"
Roland was deep in thought.
He didn't have the ability to study divination spells to a higher level yet. Evocation spells had almost reached their limit. Next, he would naturally increase the damage and attack range of evocation spells with his level and his upper limit of magic power.
Was it time to study transmutation spells?
There were many interesting spells in the school of transmutation that might be of great help to him when he built the floating city.
Then it was decided. He would go to the Transmutation Magic Tower and learn from them.
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