Rocot: Reborn

At this moment, a black figure suddenly fell from the sky and stood in front of Locot.

"stop!"

She was a woman wearing a black robe. Her face was covered with a black veil, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

"Who are you?" The man frowned slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Shadow, the messenger of the night," the woman said coldly, "I have come to take Lord Rocot away on the orders of my lord."

The man frowned even more tightly when he heard this. He looked at Ying deeply, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. He knew that the Dark Night Messenger was the most elite warrior in the Shadow Kingdom, and each of them was a strong man who could fight against a hundred people alone.

"What? You want to stop me?" the man asked calmly, with a hint of danger in his tone.

"I dare not." Ying bowed slightly, his tone respectful, but his eyes were still cold, "My lord has ordered that no one is allowed to harm Lord Rocot, otherwise, they will be killed without mercy."

The man's face darkened. Of course he knew who the "my lord" Ying was talking about.

"Hmph! It seems that your master cares about him very much." The man snorted coldly, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Of course." Ying said calmly, "Lord Rocot is my lord's..."

Before Ying could finish her words, the man suddenly attacked! He flashed in front of Ying in an instant, and his five fingers formed into claws, grabbing towards Ying's throat.

"How dare you!" Ying's face changed. She obviously didn't expect the man to suddenly attack her. She quickly retreated, waving the black dagger in her hand and stabbing at the man's wrist.

"Ding!"

With a crisp sound, the man's attack was blocked by Ying, but Ying was also knocked back several steps by the huge force.

"What a fast speed!" Ying was shocked. The man's strength was far beyond her imagination.

"Hmph! A mere trifle!" the man snorted coldly and attacked Ying again.

For a moment, the two men fought in a group, and the golden energy and the black dagger kept colliding, making bursts of harsh sounds.

Elena and Roccod were stunned by the battle before them. They had never seen such a spectacular battle. It was as if they were watching a battle between gods and demons.

At this moment, the man suddenly paused, and he turned back sharply and looked towards the entrance of the laboratory.

"Who?!"

As the man finished speaking, a tall man in a black suit slowly walked in.

"Long time no see, Lei."

"It's you!" Lei's face suddenly became extremely ugly when he saw the person coming.

The person who came was Rocot’s friend from his previous life and the culprit who betrayed him—Caesar!

Caesar!

Roccod silently recited this name in his heart. The once close friend had now become the most hated enemy in his life. His appearance was undoubtedly like rubbing salt into Roccod's wounds, filling his already cold heart with the flames of hatred.

Caesar's mouth curled up into a playful smile, and he adjusted his collar nonchalantly, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. He walked to Lei's side, patted his shoulder, and said in a playful tone, "Why, don't you welcome me? My old friend."

Lei snorted coldly and pushed Caesar's hand away, his eyes full of vigilance and hostility, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to see the excitement." Caesar said, turning his gaze to Rocot who was lying on the ground, with a hint of viciousness in his eyes. "I didn't expect that the once invincible King of Darkness would end up in such a state. It's really sad."

"Caesar, stop pretending!" Rocot gritted his teeth. He struggled to stand up, but the severe pain in his body made him unable to move. "I am now like this, all thanks to you!"

"Oh? Really?" Caesar raised his eyebrows, his tone full of sarcasm, "Why don't I remember what I did?"

"You still don't admit it?" Rocot roared, "If you hadn't betrayed me, how could I have ended up like this?!"

"Betrayal?" Caesar laughed as if he had heard a funny joke. "Lockold, you are such a forgetful person. You were the one who betrayed our friendship first. For the sake of power, you even sold your soul. Have you forgotten?!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Rocot's eyes widened with anger. He wanted to retort, but found that he was powerless to defend himself.

"I'm talking nonsense?" Caesar sneered as he walked up to Rocot and looked down at him. "Do you think you can really conceal what you did? Do you think you can really control everything? You are too naive, Rocot!"

Every word of Caesar was like a sharp blade, stabbing Rocot's heart. He wanted to refute, but found that he had no idea where to start.

"That's enough!" Ying, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up, the black dagger in her hand emitting a cold light, "Caesar, don't try to deceive the people here! Lord Rocot won't believe your lies!"

"Oh? Really?" Caesar smiled contemptuously, "Then we'll just have to wait and see."

After saying that, Caesar no longer paid attention to Rokod. He turned to look at Lei, with a dangerous light flashing in his eyes. "Lei, I advise you not to interfere in this matter, otherwise, you will bear the consequences yourself!"

Lei met Caesar's gaze fearlessly, his tone cold, "Caesar, I know what you want to do, but I tell you, as long as I'm alive, don't even think about hurting Rokod!"

"Hmph! Then let me see how capable you are!" Caesar said, and his figure flashed and instantly appeared in front of Lei. His five fingers formed into claws and grabbed towards Lei's throat.

Lei was prepared. He retreated quickly and punched forward, fighting with Caesar.

For a moment, the laboratory fell into chaos again. Golden energy, black daggers, and sharp fists intertwined together to form a dangerous yet beautiful picture.

Rocot struggled to stand up. He wanted to join the fight and tear Caesar into pieces with his own hands, but he was powerless.

At this moment, Roccod felt a familiar breath approaching quickly. He raised his head suddenly and looked towards the entrance of the laboratory.

A tall, beautiful woman wearing a white dress was slowly walking out of the darkness.

Her appearance made the temperature of the entire laboratory seem to drop by several degrees, and a cold and dangerous atmosphere instantly spread.

"Avril..."

Roccod's voice was full of shock and disbelief. He never expected that she would appear here at this time.

"Long time no see, my love." Avril's voice was cold yet full of temptation, like a call from the Netherworld.

Roccod's pupils shrank suddenly. He looked at Avril's familiar yet unfamiliar face, and suddenly an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

"You...you are not Avril!" Locke's voice trembled. He wanted to step back, but found that his body was completely out of control.

Avril walked up to Roccod, stretched out her slender hand, gently stroked Roccod's cheek, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"You're right. I'm no longer Avril." Her voice was like a venomous snake, cold and dangerous. "Now, I am the messenger of the abyss, and I am here to welcome you back."

"you……"

Before Rokod could finish his words, he felt a powerful force surrounding him. His consciousness gradually became blurred, and he eventually fell into endless darkness...