บท 367: Chapter 367 Under the Rose

"Now we have all the time,"

the Witch flashed Roger a bewitching smile, but in the next instant, the man who had been standing not far away had vanished without a trace.

"Whoo."

A swooshing sound roared past as Roger twisted his body and thrust the weapon in his hand fiercely upward.

"Haha!"

The Witch let out a bizarre laugh, stretched out her palm forward, and the transparent barrier reappeared.

Thump!

The tip of the wooden stick hit the newly formed barrier, the sound of splintering branches was heard, and the stick couldn't withstand the impact, instantly shattering.

But before the woman had time to mock Roger, a dark, chilly energy flashed by, and the next second, a black sharpness burst forth from the broken stick.

For the first time in front of everyone, the Cursed Sword revealed its sharpness and malevolence.

Sizzle!