Demon Hunter and His Hut

"Bang!"

Roger's speed was extremely fast, and he rushed to the old man's side in the blink of an eye, kicking the murloc's shoulder.

The blue figure swirled and flew out, because of the sudden, Roger added a lot more force than before.

But after the figure landed, it bounced up quickly and rushed up again.

Chi Chi!

Sharp harpoons pierced from both sides, blood splashed, and stabbed the furious murlocs in the opposite direction. The old man waved his hand wearily.

"Deal with it."

puff

A fish-woman in rags suddenly knelt down, opened her mouth and whimpered and said something.

But the old man just shook his head.

"You know, he's turned into a monster, no longer your husband..."

"Are there still few similar tragedies in the village?"

Roger and Henrik watched the scene in front of them, and they felt that the gap between them and the surrounding villagers was so obvious.

That's the gap between species.

"Let's go."

Roger withdrew his weapon and left the village with Henrik.

"What's the matter? If what the old man said is true..."

Henrik walked to a hill and looked around.

"Is there another Crescent City here?"

"Is there a reason that woman was in the cave?" He remembered the two corners in his pocket.

The black one is surging with unknown energy, but the white one seems to be drained.

"If the energy inside is still there, that woman is probably on the brink of promotion, and she will be stronger than she is now."

At this moment, Roger suddenly thought of something, and he waved to Henrik.

"follow me!"

The two circled around the outside for a long time, and then followed the back of the fishing village to the mountain forest. They walked according to the route in memory. After a while, Roger came to a dark and narrow cave.

A little beam of light overhead shot down from above, leaving a bright spot beneath the cave.

"really……"

Roger felt that the layout of the village was very familiar from the beginning, and when he saw the same cave again at this time, he was even more surprised.

"How come there are two identical villages?"

"The people in the village are completely different."

Roger didn't explain anything, but left the cave with Henrik and followed the road all the way north.

Along the way, they passed several villages, but the doors of each village were closed, and there was not a single living person in sight, and even the monsters in the wilderness were very rare.

It was obviously daytime, but it made people feel very depressed, and the air was filled with the breath of disaster.

Even if there is no means of transportation, the speed of the two of them is very fast, and by the evening, they have already arrived at New Moon City.

"This is Crescent City?"

Henryk's eyes widened.

Although they hadn't entered the city yet, the whole city seemed to be dead. The city gates were closed, and there were several witchers wearing the same clothes as them.

The arrival of the two quickly attracted the attention of several people at the door, but seeing the clothes on them, the expressions on the faces of several people immediately relaxed a little.

"Did you go out on a mission?"

A middle-aged man in the lead asked in a deep voice.

Roger nodded.

"A mummified corpse appeared in a village. Let's investigate together. It's a vampire demon and it has been cleaned up."

After he finished speaking, he casually pointed to the loot he was carrying.

"What happened in the city?"

Henrik on the side asked.

"What else can I do?" The leading middle-aged man sighed.

"The situation is almost out of control."

"If it goes on like this, I am afraid it will lead to a catastrophe. President Abraham has issued an emergency recruitment order, and almost all the hunters in Bordeaux have been in place."

"If the inhabitants of the city turned into monsters..."

"Then the real world will also be affected. The reality will affect the cursed land, and when the situation is bad to a certain extent, the influence of the cursed land will also be fed back to reality."

"Araham?!"

Henryk's face changed suddenly, "President Abraham has not..."

"But he soon realized something."

"I haven't been up there for a long time."

Henrik sighed and turned to look at the other witcher.

"Has anything major happened up there recently?"

The man glanced at Henrik, and although it was a little strange, he still replied, "A big thing?"

"Everything is normal in reality. I just heard that a hurricane named Katrina is likely to hit Bordeaux..."

This time, even Roger's expression changed drastically. He gave Henrik a wink. Seeing the affirmation in the latter's eyes, he was even more surprised.

The leading middle-aged man interrupted the conversation of several people. They checked the badges carried by Rogers and ordered others to open the door and let them in.

As soon as he entered the door and walked forward a distance, he noticed that there was no one else around, and Roger couldn't help but ask, "Hurricane Katrina..."

"Isn't this the cataclysmic event that you and I mentioned more than 30 years ago in Bordeaux because of the coming of a mighty Son?"

Henryk nodded.

"That's it!"

He glanced at Roger, "And it was President Abraham who was in charge of the Hunter Guild at that time!"

"In other words, we are now standing in Crescent City thirty years ago?!"

Henryk nodded.

"I'm afraid so."

"No, that's not right!"

Roger shook his head, "Not only that."

The two looked at each other and said in unison, "And the witcher."

If it was only Crescent City 30 years ago, then there can be no other witchers here. What they are in now is not a distorted or copied cursed space.

but time.

Or……

A strange idea popped into Roger's mind.

The two were talking, and suddenly several figures wrapped in black cloth rushed out from the side alley. Their bodies were covered, and they quickly rushed past Roger and the two of them and went straight to the gate in the distance.

"stop!"

"Don't come any closer!"

A cold shout came from behind, Roger turned his head, and the witcher who had just brought them in clenched the hatchet in his hand.

But after listening to his words, not only did those rushing figures not reduce their speed, but instead hunched their backs, and their speed increased a bit again.

"I said, stop!"

"Bang!"

There was a gunshot, and the middle-aged man who had been leading before pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the figure rushing in front fell in response.

But his counterattack has inspired the ferocity of others.

With a beast roar, the people behind tore off the black cloth on their bodies, revealing a strong body covered with thick hair!

Several people straightened their backs, and there were a few crisp sounds from their bodies. The height was actually two meters away, and their nose and mouth protruded forward, looking like a crazy wild dog.

"Come and help!"

The middle-aged man shouted loudly.

Before Roger could make a move, several figures not far away gathered up their strength, their sharp fingernails popped out, and they rushed towards him with a roar.

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