Demon Hunter and His Hut

Roger sorted out the equipment on his body, put the steel sword on his back, and put the rest of the potions into categories.

The clothes he usually wears are slightly larger in size for the convenience of fighting. At this time, it is barely acceptable to wear, but the underwear is a little tight.

Check out the notice board.

From the beginning of the grass trial to the end of the whole process, about 5 days have passed, which is much faster than the time for most witchers to conduct the trial.

The most important thing is the bonus of the hunter's hut obtained in the third stage. The sudden power greatly accelerated Roger's evolution.

The transformation that originally took three days was compressed into about one day.

From the notice board, Roger also found the reason.

"The place of resurrection?"

The house he temporarily relocated was called the hut of the place of resurrection. Thinking of the dark and obscure energy that emerged in the body at that time, Roger had some insights in his heart.

The place of resurrection, although it literally carries a lot of vitality, Roger, who can experience it personally, can perceive the little bit of weirdness hidden in this word.

Only the dead are brought back to life.

What this contains is by no means positive energy, but the real power of death.

In addition to the addition of an additional organ, under the catalysis of this energy, the body seems to have undergone some other changes, but Roger's experience is not deep.

A faint tingling pain came from his forehead, and even after the green grass trial, the magic fluctuations that Julianne left on him still existed.

It's just that this fluctuation has become much weaker with the passage of time.

After the Ouroboros Meditation entered the second level, Roger's spiritual power has improved a lot. In fact, if he wants to, he can now erase Julianne's magic breath left on him at any time.

But Roger didn't do that.

creak.

He pushed open the door, and there was a block of obstacles behind the door. When he walked outside, Roger saw a dead bone lying on the wooden door.

"what?"

Roger was a little confused for a while,

He kicked at random.

Snapped!

Scarecrows made of dead bones flew out a few meters away, their bodies scattered on the ground.

"It's such a strange place, does a scarecrow even know to knock on doors?"

The traces left on the ground before the door disappeared, and the color of the soil in the fields not far away became slightly lighter.

The land is flat, and it really feels like a paradise.

He stood quietly in place, adjusting his state little by little.

When the state reached its peak, Roger stepped into the field, and the soil under his feet was soft, which actually affected his normal exertion.

But standing in it, Roger could feel a feeling of lying on a wooden bed.

The vitality of the body is recovering all the time, and the whole body is full of endless energy.

"This feeling……"

"It's really intoxicating!"

A trace of black air appeared on his face, but Roger didn't notice it at this time. Time passed and the sunset fell, just when Roger felt that the energy surging in his body was about to burst his whole body.

A figure passed by quickly not far away.

"You didn't even run?"

A look of surprise flashed across Julianne's face.

Knowing that Roger was not alone, Julianne went alone.

On the one hand, it was because of his strong confidence in his own strength. On the other hand, the manpower he stayed in the core area was enough to resist those wandering hunters.

After all, in the core area, there are things that the Voodoo Association needs to guard.

Roger drew his steel sword slowly.

The sound of the metal rubbing sounded, and the heart was converted, the tip of the sword drooped, and Roger stared at Julianne not far away.

"You're actually hiding around here?"

Julianne didn't seem in a hurry to attack Roger.

"I'm really curious, how did you escape my spell tracking in the past few days?"

She glanced over.

"Where are your companions? Let them come out together."

"Or……"

"They went to another place."

"What a foolish confidence."

"Because no matter what you choose, you will end up dying!"

Roger held swords in both hands, the power in his body surged, and the momentum of the whole person became stronger and stronger. Julianne soon discovered this, and there was a hint of surprise on her face.

"This is the unique aura of extraordinary creatures, you actually entered the extraordinary?"

"Just these few days?"

"Oh, it's kind of interesting."

Julianne's clothes swam like a living thing.

"But who gave you the confidence that you think you can compete with me if you enter the supernatural?!"

After speaking, she opened her hands violently, and a black crescent moon rose behind her. At the same time, the setting sun fell from the horizon, taking away the last ray of light.

In an instant, the black moon behind Julianne filled Roger's entire field of vision.

The emotions in his heart are surging, Roger has only one thought now, and that is - kill!

With a roar, his whole person moved violently, he took a step with his right foot, his waist and abdomen exerted force, the steel sword in his hand cut through the air, and the moment his body rotated, he took advantage of the trend!

Surprisingly, what Roger attacked was not Julianne who was standing not far away, but the blank space on the back of his body!

when!

Sparks splattered.

A figure flashed in the air, and Julian's figure appeared strangely behind Roger. The clothes on his arms wandered like living creatures, forming a short staff between his hands.

"You were able to find me?"

"Shh!"

In the next second, Julianne's figure disappeared again, her body retreated, the steel sword in her hand drew a trajectory, and Roger turned around and stabbed it without looking at it.

But before the strength in his hands was exhausted, the swordsmanship changed again and took advantage of the trend!

when!

This time, Julianne's figure was slashed out by Roger like a cannonball, and the black short staff in his hand was broken inch by inch, but before it fell to the ground, the short staff turned into black smoke and attached to her body again.

A hint of surprise flashed across his face, "How on earth did you do it?"

"In the dark, even a sorceress of the same level may not be my opponent!"

The tip of the sword drooped, and the mental power in Roger's mind was agitated. Before he knew it, the Seal of Quinn had been activated.

It's just that Roger didn't choose to attach the seal to himself, but spread out, covering the entire space within two meters around the body.

He did this originally to test a certain idea in his mind, while defending against Julianne's long-range attack.

After all, all the witches he has come into contact with are good at spells and mental attacks, and their physical weakness will make them take the initiative to stay away from them.

But Julianne in front of her is obviously an exception.

She turned out to be one of the rare witches who was good at melee combat, and what she practiced was definitely not voodoo, but more like the black witchcraft that Mansu once mentioned!

Powerful and mysterious.

Combined with the illusion of the real, and the ability to travel in the dark, this woman is indeed extremely powerful at night.

But unexpectedly, Quinn, who was shrouded in the surroundings, noticed Julianne's sudden appearance at the first time.

Roger turned and slashed without hesitation, then followed Julianne with every move that followed.

He held the steel sword in his hand in front of him.

"If your abilities are limited to this..."

Roger's eyes flashed a powerful confidence.

"Then you can escape now!"