Demon Hunter and His Hut

"Is this a misunderstanding?"

Henrik laughed dryly, and at the same time cursed his mother madly in his heart, he felt that the problem must be with Roger.

"This little brat must have some key question that he didn't tell me!"

"He and I……"

"Go back and crush him to death."

Um?

Wait, Roger seems to have mentioned to me that he took something from the scene and just lost it on the run.

Is this something...

"Oh shit!"

Henrik snorted softly.

After figuring out the cause and effect, his face immediately filled with a smile.

"In that case, let's destroy the ritual formation first."

The materials needed for such a complex ritual array are often very precious. Once destroyed, it will take a lot of effort before it can be arranged again.

The anger on the prophet's face eased slightly, "Give me a day, I need to lift the imprisonment on the magic circle, otherwise, rashly destroying the magic circle will cause damage to my soul."

Henrik narrowed his eyes, "It's best not to use any tricks, this matter has been reported, and you have no other choice."

"I know!"

The prophet said coldly.

"If that's the case, then we'll come back tomorrow."

Henrik knew that he couldn't push the opponent too hard, and the Hunter Guild didn't want any conflict between the witchers and the voodoo forces.

In the city of Bordeaux, the Voodoo Queen has a lot of influence, although the power here does not belong to the same heritage as the Voodoo Queen.

But she wouldn't stand idly by if too violent a conflict broke out.

The tone of the matter was set, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly eased a lot.

At the same time, Roger, who was waiting for Henrik and the two in the car, saw a white pickup coming in the distance.

He didn't pay much attention at first, but the pickup passed by him as he turned, and a familiar face was reflected on the window.

"Amanda?"

Roger's face changed suddenly.

"Why is she here?"

At this time, the car had already passed him, and before he could think about it, Roger stepped on the accelerator and rushed after him.

The pickup in front ignored Roger who was following behind. When the car stopped in front of the black building, Betty got out of the car first, followed by Amanda with dull eyes.

laugh!

Stopping the car abruptly, Roger opened the door and rushed in.

"Amanda, why are you here?"

But Amanda turned a deaf ear to his cries, just stood behind Betty and looked at the ground dully.

"Amanda!"

Roger shouted again, and he dashed forward, reaching for Amanda's wrist.

"What are you going to do?"

A stout man stood in front of Roger, his majestic body like an iron tower.

"Go away!"

Amanda looked very abnormal. It was a normal school day. There was no way she could skip school and go to Swamp Town.

What's more, she has already told her about the dangers of voodoo, and she herself agrees, it is even more impossible to come to Betty in this case.

Coupled with the dull look in her eyes, Roger's heart sank slightly.

Seeing Roger continue to move forward, a stern look flashed in the eyes of the stout man, and he gathered his palms into a knife and hit Roger's ear directly!

There is absolutely no good result for ordinary people to meet him.

Roger's speed did not decrease, and it seemed that he did not see the attack of the big man on the opposite side at all, and Betty, who was standing beside the big man, did not mean to dissuade him at all.

When the attack approached, Roger raised his hand to block, and at the same time, with the strength of the forward charge, he raised his knee and slammed into it!

Although he hadn't practiced close combat for a long time, his physical fitness was several times higher than before, and ordinary punches and kicks were powerful.

A look of contempt flashed in the strong man's eyes.

Snapped!

Arms collide.

A trace of pain flashed across the big man's face, and then his expression changed wildly, his arms were raised high, and his body staggered backwards.

In the next second, Roger's attack full of anger had already slammed into his chest!

Click!

The crisp sound of bone cracking made the expressions of everyone around him change.

The dark face of the big man was wrinkled into a ball, and the whole person was like being hit by a giant hammer.

Roger didn't even look at the big man who was knocked out by him, and reached out to pull Amanda.

But Amanda was standing there, but Roger stretched out his hand, but he was empty. His face changed slightly, his body moved quickly, and he withdrew a few meters back.

"Psychic attack?"

"Or some sorcery that interferes with sight?"

At this moment, Henrik and Peter also rushed out of the room when they heard the sound of fighting outside.

"Roger?"

"what happened?"

"They took Amanda!"

Roger pointed out.

Henrik looked in the direction Roger pointed, but there was nothing there.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he realized something.

"Peter!"

Henrik shouted loudly.

Peter stretched out his right hand and lightly tapped between his eyebrows. When he raised his hand, a low shout resounded throughout the audience!

"disperse!"

The invisible impact swept out, and Betty, who was standing there, groaned suddenly, blood oozing from her nostrils.

Roger turned his head, not far away, the one-armed woman was carrying Amanda on her shoulders and ran into the depths of the swamp.

"They're taking Amanda!"

After breaking Betty's witchcraft, Roger violently chased after the one-armed woman.

At the same time, the prophet who appeared at the door stabbed a blood-red voodoo doll with sword-shaped legs into the back of a tall man.

"Stop them!"

After finishing speaking, she put on the sullen Betty and ran in the direction where the one-armed woman left.

Although the prophet is blind, she doesn't know how she judges the surrounding environment. She looks very old, but her physical strength is much stronger than that of ordinary men.

Even with Betty, the speed is not slow at all.

The black man who was stabbed by the Prophet into the voodoo doll had thick blood veins on his face, and the exposed skin showed a strange red and black color, as if the blood in his body was surging at a very fast speed.

"Ho!"

He let out a roar, and patted Roger's face with a palm-like palm.

Seeing that the one-armed woman was about to run away, Roger pulled out the short knife he was carrying with him, a cold light flashed on the sharp blade, and a bloody slit was cut open in the neck of the black man!

At the same time, a large group of people suddenly appeared around the house, and it seemed that the prophet should have arranged them around in advance.

Henrik sighed softly, "Damn it, things are going to get bigger now!"

He muttered in his mouth, but the movements of his hands were extremely fast.

Bang bang bang!

The two silver pistols fired continuously, and in just an instant, a large amount of people around them collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, Henrik lifted his gun and aimed at the prophet who was fleeing in the distance.

boom!

The bullet was fired, but hit a bluestone in the distance, and then bounced into the distance.

Henrik was stunned for a moment, but the next second his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was not aiming at all, and fired several shots in a row!