Demon Hunter and His Hut

"monster?"

Roger was startled, and pulled with both hands. The dilapidated fishing net could not withstand his powerful force and was broken away in an instant. He tumbled onto the boat and quickly pulled out the steel sword on his back.

"Do not kill me!"

Seeing him draw out his weapon, the little murloc did not take the initiative to attack, but quickly ducked back, his body shrunk into a ball, the greed on his face disappeared, and he looked at Roger in horror.

At this moment, a tall figure standing beside the little murloc rushed over and blocked the little murloc behind him.

He was about the same height as an adult, and he no longer looked like a human being. He just opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

"what happened?"

The performance of these two monsters shocked Roger. He didn't let his guard down. He pulled hard with the other hand and pulled Henrik out of the water.

"Bang!"

He stepped on Henrik's chest, and the latter vomited out a large mouthful of seawater and opened his eyes leisurely.

"Where are we?"

Henrik's eyes wandered a little at first, but soon he saw a monster not far away.

"Murloc?!"

"The little one can talk."

Roger added again.

"It's impossible!" Henryk looked surprised.

Murlocs are the lowest level of monsters. Even if they evolve to the limit, it is difficult to produce intelligence close to that of humans, let alone speak.

"This is where?"

Roger looked back, and the small fishing village in the distance was looming, and the structure was very similar to the one he had been to before.

But he didn't think too much about it. Most of the fishing villages by the sea are the same, and some similarities are normal.

"This is the village..."

The little fish-man hiding behind widened his eyes, his huge eyes filled with tears.

Cuckoo.

As he was talking, there was a strange sound in his stomach, obviously he hadn't eaten for a long time.

"Is this a murloc village?"

Roger was a little strange, but Henrik took out his pistol and shot it on the edge of the wooden boat. The loud noise made the little murloc shiver, but the figure standing in front of him protected the little murloc. Tighter.

"Who is he from you?"

Henryk asked.

"It's my father."

"Can't speak?" Henrik looked strange.

"The people in the village got a strange disease, we started to grow scales and our teeth became sharp..."

"It was the adults who changed at first. Later, the whole village became like this. Now, except for a few children and old people, the rest of the adults can't speak."

The murloc looked at Henryk in horror.

"Even...even some people gradually lose their minds and become like monsters."

Henrik and Roger looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"Are there any curses or spells that can turn ordinary people into monsters?" Roger asked.

Henryk nodded.

"There is, but there is, but if the entire village's people..."

"It's too hard, and it's not necessary at all."

He moved his gun slightly and pointed to the tall figure standing in front of the little fish.

"I know you can understand us, row the boat, take us back!"

The tall figure struggled for a while, but seeing the gun in Henryk's hand, he could only nod his head when he thought about the power of the weapon just now.

It is not far from here to the fishing village, and it didn't take long to get close to the coast.

The sandy beach is soft, but the surroundings are extremely dilapidated. The village is quiet, and there is not a single person in sight.

A few people had just entered the fishing village, when suddenly a figure in sackcloth jumped out from behind a house. He held a harpoon with a cold light in his hand and stabbed Roger from behind.

"what!"

The little fish-man let out an exclamation, and Roger naturally noticed the figure of the sneak attack. He kicked the harpoon away with a kick, and then stepped forward and slammed his knee on the figure's chest.

"Bang!"

The steel fork in his hand came out, and the figure was also hit against the wall not far away, and blue skin was exposed under the ripped sackcloth.

With a hula, many figures appeared around, some of them were wearing clothes, some were naked, tall, short, fat, thin, men, women and children.

Some held wooden sticks, some held harpoons, surrounded the four, and their faces were covered with fierce defenses.

"Don't do it, he didn't hurt us!"

The little fishman shouted loudly.

"Outsiders, spare my villagers and get out of here!"

"We can't let them go. If those city people know that we have this strange disease, they will send hunters to kill us all!"

said another voice.

The crowd separated, and two old men, one tall and the other short, appeared in front of Roger.

Compared with the others around them, their changes were very small, except that the skin was slightly blue, and there was not much abnormality in other parts of the body.

"You said that the people in the village had a strange disease, when did it happen?"

"Don't the people in New Moon City know?"

Roger asked suspiciously.

"It's been a long time, but it has become more serious recently, and many people in the village can't even speak."

One of the tall old men saw the man who had been kicked down by Roger struggle to get up, and his expression softened a little.

He sighed, "Disaster is coming. As for Crescent City, the situation in the city may not be much better than here. The entire city is under martial law."

"Only allowed in, not allowed out. A few months ago, I heard that people in the city were also suffering from strange diseases, and many people became monsters."

"From day to night, people are attacked all the time, killing every second, the whole city is full of blood, and no one dares to walk on the street."

"What did you say?"

Henryk was stunned for a moment, "People in Crescent City are also suffering from strange diseases, and there are monsters running rampant at the same time?"

"how can that be?"

Counting the time, he and Roger could not leave Crescent City for more than a day at most. Even if something really happened, the news would not be passed on.

What's more, the old man in front of him said that things happened at least a few months ago.

But when he and Roger left, Crescent City still looked orderly.

Abnormal time?

"We don't have to lie to you about this."

The short old man looked at Roger and Henrik, "It looks like you must have come from somewhere else."

His eyes stayed on Roger for a moment, "You seem to be a local, have you returned to your hometown recently?"

"If I were you, leave this land as soon as possible."

"The whole region is cursed."

"Everyone has been rumored that disaster is coming."

"I've said everything I can, can we spare our villagers now?"

Henrik had never encountered a similar situation before. He glanced at Roger and understood the meaning in Roger's eyes.

"How far is it from here to Crescent City?"

The old man pointed to a dirt road at the entrance of the village, "Follow this road all the way to the north, and you can see Crescent City in more than a day at most."

"But I really don't recommend you go there."

"Because you can't get out of that city if you go in."

Letting go of the murloc and his father, Roger and Henrique stepped back, and the others around remained on guard.

But when the two retreated to the entrance of the village, a roar came, and the murloc who attacked Roger just now went crazy and pushed an old man to the ground.

He opened his mouth so wide that he bit the opponent's neck!

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