Demon Hunter and His Hut

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Roger raised his head and glanced around, but did not see Henrik and Hathaway on the sofa.

"Where are they two going?"

Touching down his neck, Roger didn't find any mollusks, but bumped into the steel sword on his back.

He had already set up a magic circle last night. If there are ghosts in this room, there must be no way to hide his figure under the activated magic circle.

A little light shone through the window, it should have just dawned and the sun had not yet risen.

"what happened?"

"You slept through the night without knowing it?"

Roger stood up.

"Henrik!"

He shouted.

There was no response from the empty villa.

"out?"

Roger pushed open the door.

It was bright and cloudy outside, the air was damp, and the grass at the entrance of the villa was covered with morning dew.

Looking into the distance, a little mist shrouded, Roger's line of sight can only see a distance of about 20 meters at most.

The entire community is very quiet, and at this time, there are no residents who get up for a morning jog.

Roger faintly sensed something was wrong. Although Henrik seemed to be laughing and joking, he was absolutely reliable when he was actually carrying out his mission.

If he and Hathaway left the house at the same time, at least one note would be left if he didn't get up.

And last night... I actually slept all night.

In such a dangerous environment, it was quite an abnormal thing. Roger patted his head and thought about it carefully.

"wrong!"

"When did I fall asleep?"

Although the order of personnel for the vigil has been assigned,

But the three of them are all in good spirits, even if they don't sleep all night, there is no problem.

Thinking of this, Roger rushed into the house quickly.

"Henrik!"

"Hathaway!"

He ran quickly from the first floor to the third floor, but after a few minutes, Roger was surprised to find that not only was there no one in the room, but the state of the entire room was completely different from before they went to bed last night.

In order to find clues, the three carefully turned the entire villa upside down. Although most of the things were in their place, there would be some traces left.

But at this time...

The room was empty and clean!

as if...

A light flashed in my mind.

Just like that dream of Veronica!

"I'm in a dream too?"

Roger's face changed suddenly.

"No, unlike Veronica, I can still stay awake in my dreams." Roger frowned and thought for a moment.

"Is it because my spirit is stronger than hers?"

Realizing the problem, Roger drew out his short knife, the sharp blade touching his skin, causing him to feel a slight sting.

"Does this feel too real?"

What kind of monster is it, are the three of us dragged into the same dream, or are we separated?

How should I get out of here?

Thinking of Veronica's record, he came to the underground wine cellar again, but it was no different from reality, there was still no secret passage.

There was no harvest in the room, and Roger didn't want to passively sit here and wait. He pushed open the door and walked outside the villa again.

After such a long time, it is still bright outside, the sun never seems to come out, and the fog on the street is heavier. The visibility was more than 20 meters just now, but now it is less than 10 meters.

Before coming to the villa, he had seen the basic structural map of the Rose Street villa area, and had a general understanding of the topographical distribution here.

This villa in Veronica is built around the lake, which is the center of the entire villa area, and there are other residences in a circle outside.

Just keep walking along the road in front of the door, and eventually he will circle the lake and come back to the starting point again.

The terrain here is not complicated, and even in the fog, I don't worry about losing my direction.

After thinking about it, Roger drew out his weapon and planned to look around.

Going out and turning left, his figure was gradually engulfed in the mist, and he took a few steps forward, as if he had stimulated something in the mist because of his entry.

The surrounding fog became thicker and thicker, and after only about a dozen steps, the villa behind him could hardly be seen.

Although the surroundings were bright, the environment surrounded by mist still made Roger feel a little uneasy.

The unknown is always the most frightening.

Taking a few more steps forward, this time Roger could clearly tell that the surrounding fog was indeed thickening.

He could only vaguely see what was within 5 meters of the surroundings. As for the villa behind him, he had completely disappeared from sight.

pat, pat.

Just then, there was a strange sound in the distance.

A faint shadow came out of the fog, and the sound slapped on the ground, like a piece of bloody minced meat, making it sound very uncomfortable.

The surrounding fog seemed to appear out of thin air, and the density had risen to a new level. This time, Roger's line of sight narrowed again.

Even if he activates Hunter Vision, the dense fog is very strange, and the vision that can penetrate even darkness has no effect here.

The mist slid across his skin, and for a moment, Roger even felt that these mists were alive, they were sketching their own shapes, and then transmitting information to some existence in the depths of the mist!

pat, pat!

The sound got closer and closer, and finally Roger saw the figure coming out of the fog.

A fuzzy, bloody humanoid.

It has an extremely large head, the lower end is almost connected to the entire shoulder, and the skin on the body surface seems to be peeled off, exposing the underlying fascia and muscles.

The two thick front claws were lying on the ground, crawling on the ground like beasts, the cracked mouth was full of dagger-like fangs, the eyes were cloudy, and it seemed that the basic visual function had been lost.

Roger moved back half a step and immediately attracted the attention of the monster in front of him.

"sound?"

"Or through the flow of mist?"

But obviously this thing is not a creature that can communicate. There is no warning in the next second. The ghoul-like creature's front legs force and pounce!

"So fast!"

Roger turned slightly to one side, but just as he was about to attack, the monster suddenly opened his mouth, and a mass of red things bounced out of his mouth, hitting Roger's face like a sharp sword.

Rolling over Roger avoided the opponent's attack, and at the same time saw what was attacking him.

Tongue.

A blob of bright red with a spiky tongue!

Without hesitation, Roger flicked his wrist and rolled up the steel sword in his hand!

After the monster's tongue shot out, when it rolled back, it happened to wrap the steel sword in it. With the strength of the opponent, Roger followed suit.

Seeing that Roger's body was about to collide with the monster, the weapon in his hand spun, breaking the monster's spiky tongue.

Then, follow the other person's open mouth straight into the brain!

The blade spun, the muscles on the arm swelled up, and when it was raised, the monster's entire head was already divided into two from the mouth upwards!

But before Roger could stand up, a strong pressure suddenly came from the fog, and he was shot out like a cannonball, flying more than ten meters away.

His chest was surging, and Roger almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

As soon as he stood up, he heard a dull footstep in the fog, as if a behemoth was approaching here!