Demon Hunter and His Hut

"The fire should be able to stop them."

Kant's face was sinking like water. I don't know if it was an illusion. Roger felt that there was a faint coolness in the eyes of the other party looking at him.

But soon, this feeling disappeared.

"You stay at the door, and if there are monsters rushing out of the fire, cut them back. If you can't stay on the second floor, go to the third floor. In short, try your best to hold them back."

"It's getting late, and it will be dawn in more than an hour. As long as we survive this time, we will succeed!"

Kant said solemnly.

"All right."

Roger nodded, gasping for breath.

Kant needs to stand at the top of the lighthouse to guard the murlocs who climbed up the gap. Now the iron gate below has fallen. If Roger can't keep this line of defense, neither of them will survive.

What Kant holds in his hand is just a single-barreled shotgun, and the range and rate of fire are extremely limited. In such a narrow space, once he is approached by several murlocs, he will definitely die.

After instructing Roger, he did not dare to delay and ran up at the fastest speed. At this time, the fire on the first floor had spread and was blocked by the flames. A group of murlocs stood outside the iron gate and howled wildly but did not dare to near.

The heat wave hit his face, and Roger also avoided it from a distance. At this time, he was in the mood to observe the environment on the third floor.

The layout is similar to the two floors below. The space here is very large and tidy. It seems that it should be where Kant usually lives, but for some reason, such an ordinary decoration makes Roger feel a little strange.

The fire continued to burn, and time passed by minute by minute.

But at this moment, there was another loud noise downstairs. Soon after, with a roar, the iron door opened. At this time, the entire first floor was completely burned, and the fire spread to the second floor. .

A strange and urgent hissing sound came. Hearing this sound, the murlocs guarding the door didn't even care about the fire in the lighthouse, and rushed in screaming.

It didn't take long for Roger to see a murloc with flames rushing towards him.

There is only one upward passage on each floor of the lighthouse, and the stairs on the first and second floors have been burned to the ground. These monsters are flying up with their powerful bounce.

Roger stood guard at the entrance of the stairs, watching the murlocs who flew up, and slashed down with an axe.

The murloc screamed and fell into the fire, rolled a few times, and soon disappeared. At this moment, the second murloc also rushed up, and Roger took the opportunity to concoct according to the law.

He blocked the passage with an axe in his hand, quite a kind of meaning that one husband is the one who is in charge, and ten thousand people are not allowed to open it.

As more and more murlocs rushed up, Roger was also a little tired of coping. At this moment, an extraordinarily tall figure rushed into the flames. This was the leader who hit the iron gate before.

Roger's face changed greatly, he quickly stepped back, and then climbed the stairs to the 4th floor. With a bang, he closed the wooden door of the partition!

A stench hit the face.

Roger quickly looked around. On the walls and floor, mottled marks could be seen everywhere, as if countless people had scratched on them, and traces of blood could be seen in the digging marks.

In the corner of the room was a square covered with a black cloth, and Roger could clearly hear the sound of violent gasps coming from inside.

Before he could continue to explore, a sudden crash sounded, the heavy wooden door made a loud noise, and a gap was cracked on the wooden door.

Roger looked across the gap, and a grim face came into view.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the impact struck again.

"Hold on a little longer, the sun will come out soon!"

Kant also heard the crash below and shouted loudly.

"persist in?"

"Stick to your mother..."

Roger couldn't help but let out a foul language, this is a terrible thing, can it be done if you want to do it?

After hesitating for a moment, he abandoned the wooden door and ran up quickly, but before he could rush up, a black muzzle was aimed at him!

Kant's expression became extremely ferocious. He didn't sleep all night, and his eyes were scarlet.

"Go down!"

"Drag till the sun rises!"

There was a beast-like roar in Kant's throat, and at this moment, he looked no different from those monsters outside.

Roger clenched the handle of the axe in his hand.

"Do you want to die?"

Kant smirked.

"I don't mind cutting a hole in your head!"

"Get out of here right now!"

Boom boom boom!

The sound of the crash was incessant.

Kant's right hand holding the gun shook violently, and he seemed to be able to pull the trigger at any time. He looked back, and there was a hint of fish belly white in the sky.

Maybe it only takes a few seconds before the sun jumps out of the sea!

But these ten seconds are life and death!

Facing the pitch-black muzzle, Roger was helpless. He bit his lip and turned sharply when the sound of the crash behind him reached its peak.

He was afraid that after another second, he could not help but raise the axe in his hand.

No matter how fast he moves, he will never be faster than a bullet.

The moment he turned around, he took out something in his arms, opened it, and poured it in!

Focus on medicine.

This is his only means at present.

The cold liquid entered his throat, and soon the familiar feeling came again.

In the state of taking the concentration medicine, Roger's own perception, muscle control and nerve reflexes have been greatly improved.

Although he didn't know whether this method would work, he had no choice right now.

Roger ran forward quickly, he soon felt abnormal, his body became lighter, and he could even estimate that the next time he hit the monster, he would break through the wooden door.

There are still 4 steps. According to estimation, when he rushed to the door, the monster also happened to break into the door.

"It's now!"

Roger changed his direction slightly, cut at a special angle, and took the last step. He held the iron axe in both hands, his thighs, waist, arms and arms, all the strength twisted into a rope, and then he slammed into it!

Click!

Just then, the wooden door burst open!

The dark blue monster rushed in among the sawdust.

But before he could regain his senses, the axe, which had been glowing with cold light, slashed in front of him.

The monster let out a roar and grabbed it forward.

when!

A loud bang came.

At this moment, Roger also realized his own problem. His strength was too weak. Even if his mind could capture the opponent's movements, his body couldn't keep up.

He could only watch helplessly as the monster's sharp claws blocked the axe's blade, and then a huge force attacked him. He was knocked out like a cannonball, spurting a stream of blood from his mouth, and then slammed into the wall!

There was a darkening in front of his eyes, his consciousness became blurred, and Roger felt that he might faint at any time.

But at this moment, a coolness rushed into my mind.

It's the focus of the potion.

He shook his head, barely regaining consciousness.

But at this time, Roger found that the monster that swept him away did not pursue the victory, but turned and walked to the other end of the room!

"What is he going to do?"