Roland had no good feelings for the Druid organization.

Human beings themselves are part of nature, the result of the competition and evolution of biological competition in nature.

The teachings of the Druid organization completely separate humans from nature and even place humans on the opposite side of nature, which is a distortion of concepts.

Perhaps at certain times, the environment needs protection, but before that, human survival is more important.

Moreover, the main plane of this world, especially the forest coverage ratio in the human world, accounts for more than 80%, not to mention the more exaggerated elf forest.

With the current productivity and development speed of human beings, the forest coverage rate may not be reduced to below 70% in another thousand years. So the current situation is not a problem of protecting nature at all, but human beings must develop and survive in nature.

Clearing out thousands of acres or even tens of thousands of acres of forest has no impact on the entire forest environment, but it can allow tens of thousands of humans to have fertile land to plant and allow these poor people to survive.

But even so, the Druids still regarded the humans in Delbon as the murderer of destroying nature.

In their eyes, those thousands of acres of woods are more important than the life and death of tens of thousands of people.

So Roland lets the bard organize secretly Hedrui organization without any psychological burden.

Now he also understood that as long as he guided the public opinion on the right route, the so-called absolutely neutral Druid organization would become a slight evil of order.

What made Roland even more murderous was that these druids planned to use shameless means to force Roland's relatives and friends for the so-called immortal blood grass.

Since that's the case, what else can I say?

You are the first day of the lunar month, and I am the fifteenth day of the lunar month.

The Dark War Scythe appeared in the right hand, and the magic square brick appeared in the left hand, and the two immediately stuck together.

The energy of the square brick began to dissipate, but was attracted by the war sickle, and merged into the sickle like water mist.

The thick black mist expanded, wrapping Roland in it, and in just three seconds, it turned into a huge female appearance.

When the mist-shaped woman, which was at least thirty meters high, appeared in the air, the Drews moving in the woods felt something was wrong.

They looked up almost at the same time, but only saw a black sickle light passing by in the air, and they could not feel anything afterwards.

The huge space crack was drawn in the middle of the woods with a long diamond-shaped scar.

In the wounds of the road, all the trees and grass disappeared, and about four meters of soil were gone.

There are no screams, no terrible explosions and roars, only the sound of the crack space absorbing surrounding matter, which is a bit like the sound when the current is overloaded.

Roland even saw many special souls that looked like human souls but had strange energy fluctuations, struggling silently and madly, but were still sucked into the underworld.

The battle ended in an instant, and the black mist attached to him gradually disappeared, and the huge female body disappeared.

The cracks on the ground are gradually getting smaller.

But it stopped closing when it was about to disappear.

Wearing a black robe, the cold black-haired woman floated out of the crack.

As soon as she appeared, the space around her suddenly became stagnant.

Don’t talk about the sound of birds or insects, and even the air stops flowing.

It's always still.

The space seems to be solidifying.

God of the Underworld!

Roland stepped on the white clouds and looked at the other person with some confusion.

After the God of Nether appeared from the rift, she looked around for a while, as if she was observing the scenery of the main plane. Then she slowly floated to Roland, stood quietly, looking at the man with her dark eyes, without saying a word.

Her hair is very long, her forehead is Qi Jihai, her lips are bright red, her lips are small, but they are plump and round, especially her lower lip is slightly pouted naturally, which is sexy and cute, making people want to take a bite.

Roland was a little uncomfortable being stared at by her and asked, "Ms. Sophie, are you doing anything?"

"Drui, I like it very much, send more."

The God of Nether spoke, his voice was a little small, but it sounded very nice.

Roland breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn't here to cause trouble for her, but she also felt a little strange: "Has Druid offended you?"

"I will manage the death of human beings." Her already cold expression seemed a little cold at this time: "They encouraged the dead to stay in the main plane and become spirits."

Hearing this, Roland understood.

In the original teaching of Druid, all things have spirits, including humans.

But they do not think that human spirits are higher than animals and plants, but are equal to animals and plants. Later, they even believe that humans destroy nature, and that human spirits are even lower.

And things like spirit are universally present in natural environments and cannot be seen by people without special abilities.

In other words, humans who believe in the Druid doctrine will not become dead souls after death, but will become a special "spirit", which will remain in the main plane, and will merge with other animals and plants and animals to become special "life".

For example, the bear spirits and eagle spirits of the troll race that have particularly small divine nature are the special energy creatures produced by the unconscious spirits of animals and plants, plus many human spirits fused together.

This kind of creature has the characteristics of a soul, but it can also be regarded as a creature.

It is a special transitional stage between the living and the dead, just like fungi sandwiched between animals and plants.

Although Druids often hide in the world and the gods are not seen, their doctrines are widely circulated.

The humans who have lived in the forest for a long time, or the barbarians in the mountainous areas, rely on the mountains to eat the mountains and water to eat the water. These people believe very much in the teachings of Druid.

And there are quite a few of these people.

Those who believe in the doctrine of Druid will gradually become spiritual when they are alive, and finally escape from the management of the god of death.

No wonder Death doesn't like Druid.

As the God of Death, she manages all human souls, and is the mission given to her by the divine nature.

After understanding this, Roland became even happier. He even asked with a smile: "Then I will give you more Druid creatures, will there be any reward?"

The God of Nether's pretty face slightly tilted, as if it was strange that Roland actually dared to bargain with him.

But no matter how she said that she was the good god of order. After staying for a while, she said, "Give it to you God's favor."

"I already have the favor of two goddesses."

"Better than them." Sophie, the god of the underworld, lost her mind for a while, and then said, "Come with me."

She waved her hand, and a huge force occurred out of thin air, dragging Roland downwards.

After both of them entered the space crack, the thing disappeared without the support of divine power.

Roland once again came to the underworld.

It is still the sky where green and purple energies meet, and the ground is still full of dark gray or black stones.

The God of Underworld dragged Roland and flew all the time. Finally, he found a high cliff and then drilled into a cave.

During this process, Roland didn't speak.

He knew he could not resist.

Besides, the God of the Underworld doesn't seem to be malicious to him.

The cave is very dark, and there is no even scent except for the smell of stones.

This cave is also very long and has no light, but the body of the God of the Underworld has its own divine light, which can illuminate the surrounding environment about ten meters.

After flying for nearly three minutes, the two rushed into a circle of dazzling spots, and their eyes suddenly became clear.

A huge hole appeared before Roland's eyes.

There are a kind of cold-glowing vine growing on the rock walls of the cave, reflecting the entire cavity like daytime.

On the ground, there are green grass, and in the center, there is a small wooden house.

In front of the house, there is a small round table.

There was a human sitting at the table. Roland looked at it with a fixed eye... The beautiful black straight girl with scarlet eyes. Isn't this the true ancestor of the blood clan?

His expression suddenly became cold.

The true ancestor of the blood clan saw the God of Underworld flying in the front, as soon as she smiled, she saw Roland, and her expression was immediately covered with frost.

She stood up suddenly and looked fiercely at the man who broke into her safe shelter.

When the God of Nether pulled Roland to the wooden house, the true ancestor of the blood clan immediately met. She looked at the God of Nether and asked, "Sister Sophie, did you catch this guy and vent my anger?"

When Roland heard this, he immediately became alert and placed his consciousness in the system backpack.

As soon as something wrong with the God of Nether spoke, he immediately took out the magic square brick and exploded himself.

I don’t want to kill people, but at least I have to be disgusted by these two women.

Sophie shook her head and she said lightly: "You guys, make up."

Roland and the blood clan true ancestor were stunned at the same time.

Then Roland reacted as soon as possible: "Ha, I don't think this is possible."

"I don't think it's possible, either." The true ancestor of the blood clan's eyes glowed red, staring at Roland: "You kill my best friend, don't think about leaving alive."

At this time, the true ancestor of the blood clan was still seriously injured, but without the suppression and influence of her "human bone", her combat effectiveness was far superior to Roland.

After all, she is a demigod.

But Roland is still not cowardly.

I can't beat these two women, but at worst I can die once. When I get a higher level, I will come back to take revenge.

Anyway, he has already recorded the coordinates of the God of the Underworld.

Magicians, it’s not too late to take revenge for a hundred years.

Besides, as a player, he doesn't need that long to grow.

Maybe in three or four years, he will be able to come to this underworld for a while.

So Roland is just looking at the true ancestor of the blood clan and doesn't speak, but his eyes are full of sarcasm.

The true ancestor of the blood clan became more and more angry, and new and old hatreds surged into his heart. When he was about to take action, the God of Nether suddenly said: "Forbid the demons, reply."

Many gods have special rules and regulations.

Words are said to become real. Many religions call them holy words, and there is a more intuitive name called "Speaking and Dharma Following".

Then Roland felt that all the magic power in his body was in a state of confinement, but his vitality was quite active.

No...it can no longer be said to be active, but rather boiling like an active volcano that has not erupted.

Roland looked at the expression of the blood clan true ancestor and found that the other party's face was flushed, probably similar to his.

"You fight and then make up."

After saying that, the God of Nether flew away.

At the same time, the physical confinement of these two people was also untied.

Roland moved his body and felt that he could not mobilize his magic power.

Just as he was thinking this, the true ancestor of the blood clan opposite rushed over.

A pair of beautiful little hands greeted Roland's face.

As we all know, most women have long nails. If they get caught in this thing, Roland feels that he will probably be distorted.

So he subconsciously took a step back and then kicked it out.

But the true ancestor of the blood clan who was jumping in the air suddenly pulled apart his legs and formed a large font.

Roland kicked it in vain.

Then the true ancestor of the blood clan immediately closed his legs, clamping Roland's calves like pliers, and then, without reason, a death roll came in mid-air.

This move is too cruel.

Roland idled around in the spot like a strip of cloth, and his face was deformed after slapping the ground for more than ten times.

But he did not die, but was excited.

He then pushed forward with force, hugged the true ancestor of the blood clan fiercely, pressed her from mid-air, and pressed her with his other leg against her abdomen, then crazily hit the true ancestor of the blood clan in the face with both hands.

After hitting it for more than a dozen times, the beautiful face of the true ancestor of the blood clan turned into a round cake shape.

Cyan, black liquid flowed out of her nose and eye holes.

Then she screamed, opened her mouth and bit Roland's right hand, and then scratched Roland's face with both hands.

The sharp nails were pinched into the face and drove them down.

Roland screamed, and half of her face was torn off.

Blood is sprinkled out without any money.

Roland was even more angry when he was in pain.

He beat the true ancestor in the face and beat her chest with all his strength.

All I could hear was the bones, one by one, and one by one.

But the woman was even more cruel. She started to pick Roland's eyes with her other hand, and directly blinded the latter's eyes and clenched out her eyes.

Then he pushed his waist hard, threw Roland's body slightly, and kicked it away with one leg.

Then she put Roland's eyes into her mouth and chewed in big mouth.

She stood up swayingly.

The one who was injured by Roland and beaten to pieces responded at an extremely fast speed.

The bones reconnected.

Roland also stood up in the distance, his injuries were also improving at an exaggerated speed, and his eyes grew again.

But neither of them cared about this. They stared at each other viciously, took a breath, and rushed towards each other again.

The fight afterwards became even more bloody.

The two of them completely thought about it, just to kill each other.

Roland tore off her right arm, and the other party used his left hand to break Roland's stomach and pulled out his intestines.

Roland discounted her neck and the other party could kick Roland's balls to pieces.

The scene was extremely terrifying and violent.

The two fought for at least four days and four nights.

Traces of battle were almost all over the hollow ground, and human body parts were everywhere.

Scattered on the grass in pieces.

There was a black and dry bloody night everywhere, and the heart and kidneys were everywhere.

Roland sat on the grass, gasping slightly.

The body doesn't know what the hell was messed with by the God of the Underworld. It can recover infinitely, but the soul cannot.

Now his mental consciousness is very tired.

The true ancestor of the blood clan was almost the same, and she also sat on the ground and gasped.

The two of them fought for four days and four nights, and their clothes were broken in the first day of the battle.

After that, the two really fought each other in close combat, the kind in purely literal sense.

During the battle, the two of them hugged, kicked, rolled and hugged.

All kinds of fighting postures have been used. It can be said that both sides are very clear about the details of each other's body.

Whether it is strengths or defects.

Even the subtleties are very clear.

For example, Roland knew that there was a small red mole on the inner side of the right thigh of the true ancestor of the blood clan, close to the root.

This was discovered by Roland when he used the "Russian Rotational Sit" to shoot the true ancestor of the blood clan in the head.

He stood up and Roland, who had fully recovered, continued to walk towards the true ancestor of the blood clan.
Chapter completed!