[Received Temporal Points: 50.]
Rosen saw the System notification, and a look of satisfaction finally appeared on his face.
Even if he didn't find Maggie this trip, at least he had a guaranteed income.
He found Alice buried under the rubble; Alice was very lucky not to have been killed by the aftermath of Rosen and Thor's battle.
He glanced at Amandiel from afar, and Amandiel swallowed hard.
He hadn't expected this Mortal to be so terrifying, grinding the Son of the God King into the ground.
When Alice woke up, it was three days later.
Although she hadn't participated in Rosen and Thor's battle, she had sustained significant injuries from the battle's aftermath while unconscious.
"What is this…?" Alice found herself tied up like a dumpling, her whole body aching terribly.
"Do you remember what happened?"
Alice thought for a moment, vaguely recalling: "I attacked you?"
"Your Seven Notes of Hell are truly formidable."
Rosen's words were sincere; if Alice's own strength hadn't been so weak, her attack would have caused Rosen significant trouble.
Alice only felt that Rosen was mocking her; she had initiated the Seven Notes of Hell but had not achieved the desired effect.
If it had been an ordinary enemy, they would likely have become an idiot upon being hit by the Seven Notes of Hell, but Rosen had only been mentally shocked.
In fact, Alice's attack was not entirely useless; for that instant, Rosen truly felt his brain was about to explode.
In terms of magic attainment alone, Rosen wasn't particularly high, even now only at an introductory level.
It was in terms of Mental Energy, through the Amanquess Evil Magic advanced Sharingan, that Rosen's Mental Energy was extraordinary, even far surpassing ordinary people, which prevented his brain from exploding.
It took Alice half a month to recover, and Rosen and Alice traveled through various European countries, arriving in London, England.
Along the way, Alice kept asking about Rosen's destination, but Rosen remained silent.
Present-day London was a dark and polluted place, its inhabitants numb and despairing.
Just like the dark clouds hanging over London.
This was still Europe's Dark Ages, and all of England was still under the control of the Papacy.
The Papacy's rule over European countries was already nearing its breaking point; before long, various countries would begin to resist the Papacy, and at the same time, the Renaissance would rise, along with the Age of Exploration.
But not yet; as Rosen approached London, he felt the mist shrouding London, which was not caused by natural environment, but by Dark Power.
At the same time, the magic power within Rosen's body was slowly growing.
Just then, a man and a woman blocked Rosen and Alice's path.
Both the man and woman exuded a powerful and profound aura of Black magic, and at the same time, purple energy arcs flickered around them.
In terms of magical strength alone, the couple before them were both stronger than Rosen and Alice.
"Are you two also here to seek the true meaning of darkness?" The man was tall, with brown hair, and his eyes concealed a hint of tyranny and madness.
The woman was also tall and extremely beautiful, with purple hair and lips similarly dyed purple, wearing a black dress that accentuated her proud figure.
"Indeed." Rosen nodded, though he didn't know what was going on.
However, since the other party had taken the initiative, he would go along with it.
It's just that since they were all Black Magicians, mutual caution was necessary.
When Rosen took off his straw hat, he realized that Rosen had an oriental face.
"You're an Oriental?"
"Does the East also have Black magic?"
"I am Rosen, and this is my friend, Alice." Rosen briefly introduced himself and Alice.
"I am Umar, and this is my brother, Dormammu."
Rosen's gaze sharpened slightly, Umar! Dormammu! This brother-sister pair, the Dominators of the Dark Dimension.
Since it was this black-hearted brother and sister, they certainly wouldn't be inviting them to discuss dark magic knowledge.
As is well known, the three main tropes of the Dark Arts are sacrifice, control, and Possession.
Whatever their purpose, it basically wouldn't escape these three methods.
Walking into London, Umar and Dormammu led Rosen and Alice to the headquarters of the Dark Society.
It must be said, this place was a classic villain gathering spot.
The air was filled with the stench of corpses, but for Rosen, who had returned from the Resident Evil World, it was still acceptable.
And the Black Magicians within the Dark Society headquarters were all insane and evil.
After staying here for a few days, Rosen got to know three madmen.
Knock knock knock—
Rosen's door was knocked, and when he opened it, Rosen saw Daken, the madman from next door, standing outside.
He had no hair, pale skin, a pair of panda eyes, and seemed entirely immersed in negative emotions.
Rosen felt he was like Voldemort, but if Daken and Voldemort were compared, Daken was clearly more terrifying.
"Law, do me a favor."
Rosen followed Daken to the next room.
In Daken's room, there were some bottles and jars.
"What do you need me to do?"
"I'm planning to modify my Soul." Daken said, summoning two black Souls; these two Souls resembled Daken somewhat, so they should be blood relatives of his: "These are my two brothers; I lost them several years ago, so my plan is to integrate them with my Soul, and they also support my plan, but during the process of modifying the Soul, Soul-Eating Demons will definitely be attracted, so I need you to help me stop the Soul-Eating Demons."
"What are Soul-Eating Demons?" Rosen asked curiously.
"They are a type of Lesser Demon; they like to devour human Souls."
"Lesser Demons? I'll do my best, my friend." Rosen also wanted to see what Demons were like.
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