Demon Hunter and His Hut

"right here!"

Roger shouted, and he glanced around and soon noticed the black stone house standing deep in the trees.

"There is no sign of leaving, they are still here!"

As soon as the words fell, Roger felt a dizziness in his mind, and at this time, due to the excessive emotional fluctuations, he also got out of that strange state.

"what is this"

"Hunter Vision?"

Henrik walked up quickly, holding guns in both hands, "Everyone, be careful, that prophet is definitely weird. With what I know about the tree spirit reincarnation technique, that woman will never give up her ritual easily."

"You guessed right..."

A gloomy voice came, and the prophet in a black robe slowly walked out of the stone house.

"I found this place so quickly..."

The Prophet's "eyes" fell on Roger's face, and the expression on his face changed slightly, "The familiar breath, it turns out to be you!"

"You stole my puppet core!"

"I want……"

"boom!"

It was Henrik's bullet that answered her.

The Prophet's head was hit by a bullet, and his entire upper body leaned back, but he quickly adjusted his posture and stood up straight again.

A silver bullet was embedded in his forehead, and a little blood oozes around the bullet, but that's about it.

The prophet's face became distorted, "How dare you..."

"Bang bang bang!"

Henrik didn't give the Prophet a chance to speak at all, and fired several bullets in a row.

"What are you talking about, I just want to shoot your head right now!!"

Henrique was furious for a while, and the two guns fired rhythmically, but the Prophet raised his hand, and the black robe draped over her body shrouded her whole body.

Henrik's bullet hit the black robe like a stone thrown into the river, ripples a little on the black robe, and then fell to the ground.

"What kind of dress is this?"

Roger's face changed slightly, he was not idle at this time, resisting the dizziness in his head, he took out his steel sword and rushed up.

The most important thing now is to find Amanda.

Who knows what weird ritual this woman is performing!

At this moment, there was a rustling sound in the bushes, and then a giant python with the thickness of a bucket suddenly burst out.

With a warning sign in his heart, Roger moved as fast as a civet cat, and the steel sword in his hand slashed out.

Ka Ka Ka!

The steel sword and the scales on the python made a metallic crashing sound.

The speed of the giant python was extremely fast, and it was coiled up on the ground. The first half of its body was raised high, and the scarlet snake letter stuck out of its mouth.

Roger's eyes narrowed slightly. The few swords he had just cut out had cut through the scales of the monster, but the wound was not deep.

In comparison, the size of this strange snake can only be regarded as a minor injury.

At this moment, Peter suddenly rushed up, "Give it to me, and you go save people!"

"you"

Roger was stunned at first, but then saw Peter tear off a necklace from his neck. He squeezed it so hard that the tip of the necklace pierced his palm.

Wiping the blood from the palm of his hand on his forehead, Peter's whole aura suddenly changed.

"The exorcist is also very strong!"

Putting his hands together and holding the necklace between his palms, Peter's eyes turned eerily pure white, and he roared:

"Inspiration!"

In the dark, a white light penetrated into Peter's body from the necklace. Facing the giant python that was biting up, the awe-inspiring Peter stretched out his hand.

"Shocked!"

It seemed that something spurted out and hit the python,

The giant python seemed to have seen something terrifying, and twisted back before it could get close to Peter's body.

With a hasty release, it lost its balance and flipped over and hit the big tree next to it.

"I can hold it back for a while, go and save people!"

Peter shouted loudly.

Although Roger was anxious to save Amanda, he didn't want Peter to die because of it, but looking at the situation in front of him, this exorcist was indeed not as simple as he imagined.

Even if it can't solve this giant python, it should be no problem to contain it.

At this time, Henrik seemed to be completely restrained by the Prophet. He was interfered by witchcraft, and his accuracy was greatly reduced. Coupled with the black robe on the Prophet's body, he was completely unable to do anything about the other party for a while.

"This dress……"

The expression on Henrik's face changed suddenly, he seemed to think of something,

"You are not Ertuya, this black witch robe..."

"You are……!"

Henrik seemed to realize something, but didn't say the name.

The Prophet let out a weird laugh, "What's wrong? Can't even mention my name?"

"Or you've forgotten about it"

The Prophet waved his hand, and suddenly a large flock of crows flew out of the woods behind the stone house.

They have claws and beaks as sharp as metal, their eyes are red as blood, and they rushed towards Henrik with a hula!

This is obviously not an ordinary crow, and being pecked on by a bird's beak may immediately create a blood hole.

"If it wasn't for your help, how could that woman be my opponent, and how could I end up in this field?"

"Bang bang bang!"

Henrik shot and killed the crow that came up. He didn't dare to move forward at this time, so he could only distance himself and look for flaws in the opponent's body.

A flash of light flashed in his mind, and Henrik suddenly thought of the shoulder he had hit on the Prophet, and the bullet embedded in his forehead.

Body

His face changed, "You only have your head to survive"

"The body is Ertuya's!"

"You're not stupid!"

The Prophet sneered.

"I took the lead in entering the supernatural. I had the opportunity to become the youngest crescent witch in history, all because of you!"

The crow's attacks became more and more intensive. Henrique's marksmanship was amazing, but when there were always omissions under the frequent attacks, a crow broke through the blockade of the bullet and pecked out a blood hole in Henryk's shoulder.

"There is only one head. It took me many years to recover. Now I am finally ready. As long as the ceremony is completed, I can recover from the injury."

"And it won't be long before you all feel... hopeless again!"

Although Roger rushed to the stone house at the fastest speed, before the Prophet could make a move, the gloomy one-armed woman blocked his way.

Black blood dripped from the palm of her right hand. Because of excessive blood loss, her face became more and more ugly, but the eyes of her eyes were frighteningly bright.

This woman is ready to die.

Feeling the powerful aura from the opponent, Roger knew that this was the strongest opponent he had ever encountered!

The dizziness in his brain became stronger and stronger, and Roger stabilized his mind and drank a concentration potion.

The cold liquid slid into the mouth and quickly turned into a cool, straight to the mind.

Without time to think about it, Roger took the lead in attacking with swords in both hands.

Several people divided the battle field into three areas, and which area to win first will become the key factor in determining the victory!

At this time, the liquid that was originally smeared on Amanda's body also oozes out of the body like a living thing.

They seem to have taken all the energy from these two young bodies.