Demon Hunter and His Hut

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"how do you know?"

Ingmar was stunned for a moment. The above conclusion was obtained by her observations and attempts for several days.

She paid a heavy price for this.

But this really can only be regarded as a rough guess, and it is a struggle with nothing to do.

After all, she needs to give herself a goal, otherwise it is easy to fall into despair in such a place.

"You're right, this method is worth trying."

Roger looked at Ingmar.

"Because of a special reason, I can perceive the safe point I once left, and from the perspective of position, their orientation is exactly vertical!"

"Is what you said true?"

There was also a hint of surprise on Ingmar's face.

Roger nodded, "I can use the safe point where I appear as a coordinate to determine the location here."

Roger gestured.

"There may be two other safe points in the opposite directions of these two safe points. If it goes well, we will be able to find their positions in the next step!"

"Of course, it's all based on the fact that the safe position doesn't move around at will."

To be honest, Roger was also a little worried, but there was no better way for them.

"It's not clear what's going on elsewhere, but at least in the few days I've been in, there's never been a transfer here."

"All right."

At this juncture, Roger can only strengthen everyone's confidence.

"Then let's set off now and go to the opposite location."

Roger drew his weapon and walked in front, Veronia followed, and Ingmar broke.

The time was only 6 hours, and everyone accelerated their travel speed.

Not long after walking down the straight street, in a trance, the surrounding streets changed.

This was because Roger discovered the change of orientation only by relying on the reminder of the hunter's hut.

After changing directions several times in a row, they went around in a big circle, and more than half of the time passed, and the three of them were getting closer and closer to that unknown safe point.

Finally, after turning a few streets in a row, a house in the distance appeared in front of the three of them. Roger quickly rushed up and stretched out his hand to nudge.

The door opened silently!

"We were right!"

Ingmar burst into the room first.

"Hathaway!"

"Hathaway!"

She shouted loudly, but the room was empty. Roger activated Hunter Vision and found no trace of any activity here.

"They're not here."

"It should be somewhere else."

Roger closed his eyes and drew a simple map in his mind.

He had been to three safe spots, and there was already a vague guess about the last one.

At least 4 hours have passed since the three of them set off, and it is not far from the next dense fog.

Roger opened the backpack.

"Have something to eat and take a break, and when the fog clears, we'll go to another place."

Although Ingmar was eager to save the girl, she also knew that Roger's proposal was the right one, but before the three of them had finished eating the food in their mouths, a gunshot suddenly sounded at the end of the street in the distance!

Bang bang bang!

Roger's face changed as the gunshots sounded one after another. The rhythm of this shooting was exactly the same as Henrik's.

"Are they in danger?"

"Didn't you say there are no monsters during the day?"

Ingmar's face was also very ugly.

"I don't know, at least I've never seen a wandering monster during the day."

"You stay here, let's go and see!"

Roger casually instructed Veronia, took out his steel sword and rushed out, and Ingmar naturally followed behind with a gun.

After a few steps, Roger turned around and found that Veronia was following.

"What are you doing here?"

"There should be a battle ahead, and we won't be able to care about you after a while."

Veronia was crying.

"Leaving me alone in the house is horrible, I'd rather be killed by monsters than that!"

"Hide aside for a while, don't get close!"

Roger quickened his speed with an order. At this moment, the surrounding scenery changed, and the sudden change made them lose their direction immediately.

Fortunately, another shot rang out, and Roger heard Henrik's curse.

"Hold on, I'm near you!"

Roger shouted loudly.

"Roger?"

"Your kid is still alive?!" Henryk's voice was full of surprises.

"Hathaway, how are you?"

"Mother!"

Hearing her daughter's voice, Ingmar finally let out a breath.

"Be careful, we'll be there!"

It took a while, and finally before the surrounding environment changed again, the three of Roger saw Henrik across the street.

Henrik and Hathaway were leaning against a building, and around them, there were condensed masses of things like white mist.

Henrik held the gun in both hands, and shot a burst of white light from the barrel, which fell on the monsters, and their white bodies melted like snow.

Hathaway's face was pale, and she was holding a magazine in her hand. Her ten fingers were dyed red with blood. It was obvious that her spiritual power had been exhausted, and she could only rely on blood to help Henrik's bullets enchant.

Ingmar lifted the gun and fired two bullets, but the bullets passed through the bodies of those monsters without causing any damage to them.

Roger didn't know whether the evil spirit oil was effective, but he still activated the mechanism in the scabbard, pulled out his weapon and rushed up.

Brush brush!

The steel swords slashed at the white monsters, and they twisted and screamed. Although the damage was not as big as Hathaway's psychic bullets, the victory lasted.

With Roger on board, Henrik's pressure is greatly reduced.

It didn't take long for the surrounding monsters to be wiped out.

"What's the matter, how can you meet monsters without fog?"

Roger asked suspiciously.

Henrik changed the magazine again and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"I don't know what happened. We arrived at a special building not long ago, but before we got close, a pale demon spirit suddenly appeared."

"That's a truly extraordinary creature."

A trace of fear appeared on Henryk's face.

"The monster that I fired a quicksilver bullet to retreat, but then got entangled by this group of things, we fought and retreated until you came here."

The mercury bullets Henrik was talking about were not ordinary bullets plated with silver or mercury like in the movies.

Silver here refers to blood.

From the blood hunter family, it is a bullet soaked in silver blood with special energy.

Each one is extremely precious.

The power of nature is also extraordinary.

If it wasn't for the shot just now, Henrik and Hathaway would probably have died long ago.

"The fog will appear soon, let's get out of here first."

Roger suggested.

There is still a vague position in his mind, and he should hurry up and return to the safe point just now before the fog comes.

"All right."

Henrik looked fine, but Hathaway was extremely weak, and Veronica hurriedly stepped forward to help her.

Seeing the real Veronica, Henrik couldn't help but be surprised.

"The place we went to just now should be the core of this cursed land."

"If we're going to get out of here, we have to figure out the secrets there."

Henrik sighed, a hint of worry in his eyes.

The place where the demon spirit guards the door, with just a few of them, can they really break through?