After taking a bath, Rosen changed into a leather jacket that matched the local style, and also equipped the Sword of Annihilation with a leather scabbard to cover up the brilliance of this second-level artifact.

If you don't look closely at his facial features, Rosen is exactly the same as the native residents of the plane.

In comparison, Tiralilin is still very eye-catching.

Because most of the local residents have black, brown, and yellow hair and eye colors, but hers is violet.

As long as you stand in the crowd, you will immediately become the focus of everyone's attention.

This is obviously not a good thing and will cause a lot of unexpected trouble.

Before meeting the owner of the manor, Rosen raised his hand and covered Tiralilin's forehead: "Dear, I will help you disguise yourself."

Tiralilin was startled: "Disguise?"

Before she finished speaking, Rosen answered her doubts with practical actions.

Drawing massive amounts of power from the essence of the sun, he then forcibly poured that power into a massive transformation spell. In just the blink of an eye, he transformed Tiralilin into a person with brown hair and black eyes.

During the whole process, the power absorbed was as high as 10,000 Rosens, but the power finally poured into the transfiguration was less than 0.001 Rosens, which is roughly the same power as a 1-ring transfiguration in the main plane.

This is like opening a small hole in a reservoir with a huge capacity.

The amount of water flowing out of the hole may not be large, but the flow rate must be extremely amazing, which is reflected in the extremely fast casting speed, which is completed in less than half a second.

The remaining power naturally did not disappear, but remained in Rosen's body, becoming a pure energy.

If it is in the main plane, this energy will be transformed into an endogenous magic ring and will continue to dissipate. It will be completely dissipated in a few hours at most.

But in this demiplane, the power of the ring is greatly restricted, so this inner energy can be stored for a long time and used when needed.

This is one of the great benefits of the divine body, but this ability is not unlimited. Currently, it can store a maximum of about 100,000 Rosens' power.

On the other side, Tiralilin vaguely felt a change in herself, and immediately found a mirror to look at herself, and was immediately shocked.

"How can you still cast a spell, dear?"

Although it is very weak, only the strength of one ring, this is a demiplane where spellcasting is prohibited.

Rosen smiled slightly: "This was originally a super giant spell of a million Rosens scale."

Tilalilin still didn't understand: "But I remember that you need a 12-ring magic weapon to cast such a super spell?"

Rosen nodded: "Before the 11th ring, I did need the assistance of the mountain amulet, but now we are at the 12th ring of the divine body, and we can completely use the 12th ring of the divine body to simulate the effect of the magic weapon. Although this is quite complicated, it can be done after all."

It was difficult for Rosen to do it himself because it was too complicated. Even if he did it, it would be difficult for him to concentrate on other things.

But he had Lai Fu's help, so the task was easy.

On the other side, Tiralilin looked at Rosen with a very complicated look.

"My dear, your magical talent is truly incomparable. If you had a powerful gift for time, your achievements would surely reach incredible levels."

Rosen didn't like such utopian talk. He spread his hands and said, "It's a pity that the Creator didn't favor me. The owner of the manor must be getting impatient. Let's go meet him."

"good."

She held Rosen's arm and walked side by side to the reception room of the manor.

When passing by the window, Rosen looked into the yard of the manor and found that a team of warriors wearing steel mail armor was stationed in the yard.

Over the mail was a robe, on which was painted a picture of an eagle with spread wings.

There were 20 people in total, all of them were strong and healthy. In addition to ordinary swords and weapons, each of them also carried a very sophisticated crossbow.

Obviously a very powerful team of elite warriors.

Although their heads and faces were covered by helmets, Rosen recognized from their body shapes and walking posture that the captain of this team of warriors was the Black Wolf Rudolph.

Tiralilin said softly, "I didn't feel anything before, but after losing my magic, I feel these warriors are terribly strong."

Rosen chuckled and said, "My dear, you have a divine body. As long as you draw enough power, you can run faster than a horse. They can't catch up with you."

Tiralilin had no confidence: "That's true, but it's not faster than a crossbow."

Then she complained shyly: "You were running too hard just now. I can't run now."

Rosen laughed, patted Tiralin lightly, and quickly cast two spells.

They are "Giant Strength Technique" and "Steel Armor Technique", both of which are second-level powerful.

This is also the upper limit of the power he currently intends to reveal.

If he used his full strength, he could probably cast a spell of level 6 power.

After casting the spell, he winked at the latter gently: "Now what?"

"I'm not afraid now, but can I be stronger?"

"This is the current level. Once I study it carefully for a while, it should be even better."

As he spoke, he cast the same spell on himself.

Tiralilin was very happy: "Dear, this is great."

The feeling of dependence on Rosen in her heart became stronger and stronger, and she couldn't help but hug Rosen's arms tighter and tighter.

Then, the two of them went to the reception room.

There were two men in the reception room, one sitting and one standing.

The man sitting was about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, wearing armor, but it was mostly light and gorgeous.

The man standing there was wearing heavy steel plate armor, was over 1.9 meters tall, and his shoulders were as broad as a wall. He should be considered to be at the pinnacle of mortal martial power in this world.

Rosen took a quick glance and knew that the man sitting there was a noble lord, and the man next to him was naturally his trusted guard.

The noble lord was already getting impatient, with a clear look of displeasure on his face.

Seeing Rosen arrive, he snorted: "Young man, no one in this world has ever wasted so much of my time. I think you have to give me a reasonable reason."

Rosen said nothing, and took Tiralin with him, sitting on the chair opposite the noble lord.

Upon seeing this, the armored warrior immediately placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist and looked at the noble lord beside him.

Obviously, as long as the lord gave a look, his sword would be slashed towards Rosen.

Looking at the noble lord again, his face turned slightly blue, and one hand was tightly holding the wine glass, as if he was about to explode at the next moment.

Rosen saw everything and felt that he was about to reach the other party's tolerance limit, so he slowly said: "My friend, you should be the lord of Lyon Town, right?"

The noble lord was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened: "You guessed right, but no one has ever dared to call me 'mate'."

Rosen laughed: "Then we have it now."

The noble lord frowned and glanced at the guard beside him: "Young man, you are very arrogant. I hope you have the capital to be arrogant."

The guard beside him immediately drew his sword and slashed at Rosen's head.

The sword was not swift, and was mainly a test.

Of course, if Rosen couldn't even block this sword, he deserved to be hacked to death.

Rosen was still sitting upright, drinking from the wine glass in one hand, and gently raised his other hand, stretched out his index and middle fingers, and pinched it lightly.

His 12-ring divine body already possessed strength far beyond that of ordinary people, and now with the addition of the giant strength technique, his absolute strength was at least ten times greater than that of the armored warrior in front of him.

There is also steel armor to protect the fragile body, so there is no need to worry about making mistakes.

With a crisp "ding" sound, his fingers successfully clamped the heavy sword that weighed at least 15 kilograms.

The armored warrior was very skilled in using the sword. Although he was very surprised to see the sword being clamped, he immediately exerted force and rotated his wrist, trying to use the sword tip to cut off Rosen's fingers.

As a result, no matter how hard he tried, the sword did not move at all, as if it was growing on the opponent's finger.

"How is that possible?"

Inside the steel mask, the soldier's eyes widened subconsciously.

Before he could react, he saw the other party bend his thumb and ring finger and flick them lightly on the steel sword.

'Clang!'

The steel sword vibrated violently, and the armored warrior felt his palm go numb, and even his entire wrist and arm became numb. He could no longer hold the sword, and his entire arm fell down weakly.

He looked at the sword again.

The tip of the sword was still clamped by the opponent, and the entire sword body remained horizontal in the air, motionless.

As if he had done something insignificant, the man took another sip from the wine glass with his other hand, and then pushed the empty glass in front of his master.

"Mortal, this wine is good, fill it up for me."

The noble lord was also stunned by Rosen's move. He lost all his arrogance and immediately filled Rosen's glass with wine.

Rosen took the wine glass and took another sip. He used a little magic power in his right fingers to fix a sharpness spell of level 1 for the steel sword.

"I blessed this sword so that it can cut through iron like mud. Warrior, do not dishonor my blessing."

As he said that, he threw the sword over.

The armored warrior quickly took it with both hands, and felt that the sword had become much sharper. There were actually two dents on the tip of the sword, and the fine lines of the fingers could be clearly seen on the dents.

He was horrified: "He can create a dent in the fine steel with just his fingers. Is he still a human being?"

Rosen ignored the shock of the armored warrior and turned to look at the noble lord: "Hey, buddy, what's your name?"

"Elliot."

"What title?"

"Baron."

Rosen frowned. "Are you tongue-tied? How can you be a baron if you can't even speak clearly?"

His demeanor was condescending and yet natural, and Baron Elliot vaguely felt as if he was meeting the king. No, not even the king had such a terrifying aura.

Thus, not only did he lose all his arrogance, but he also became extremely nervous and even a little humble.

"Sir, may I ask your name?"

"My name is Rosen."

"Rororo cough cough~~ cough cough~~~"

He coughed several times in succession, calmed down a little, and spoke at a normal speed: "Mr. Rosen, you are the most powerful extraordinary person I have ever seen."

This made Rosen's heart move slightly, and he immediately asked: "Why, are there many extraordinary people?"

"Not many, but not a few either. Of course, many of them are liars, but there are also many who are truly capable. But none of them are as good as you."

Rosen and Tiralilin looked at each other and saw curiosity in each other's eyes.

Rosen continued to ask: "Tell me the names of some famous extraordinary people."

Baron Elliot immediately did as he was told: "Adela, the Daughter of Life, Hercules, the Apostle of Lava, and Gomilel, the Supreme Lord."

He said the names of seven extraordinary people in one breath, and they were all the names of the great Void God.

Rosen was slightly surprised: "My goodness, the invasion of the abyss is really everywhere."

Even this hidden demiplane has the projection of a powerful being from the abyss.

It can also be expected that although the name is the same, the world is different and the projection angle is definitely inconsistent, so the temperament is likely to be very different from those great void gods.

Rosen paid special attention to Adela, the Daughter of Life, because he liked Adela, the God of the Void, and subconsciously had a good impression of Adela, the elemental projection.

'This is very interesting.'

(End of this chapter)