Demon Hunter and His Hut

Henrik was lying on the ground, almost all his physical strength had been drained in the first two stages, and the double torture of his mind and body had brought him to the limit.

But when the third potion was injected into the spine, Henrik suddenly bounced off the ground, and the spine was shaking like a living thing, from top to bottom.

The connection between each vertebra became so tight that Henrik even felt his spine expand outwards, as if he was about to burst out at any moment!

"Ho ho!"

He opened his mouth wide, just howling helplessly.

"Is this guy really going to grow a tail?"

Seeing the traces of the trembling in Henrik's spine, Roger guessed.

Growing a tail, although it looks very weird, but according to the characteristics of the manticore, the extra tail should improve Henrik's combat effectiveness.

Roger isn't worried about aesthetics.

What he was more worried about was that, in addition to fighting, according to Henrik's temperament, this guy would probably use his tail to do some shady deeds.

Um……

In terms of length, it's quite possible.

"It's getting long..."

Even though he was already unconscious from the pain, Henrik could still clearly distinguish what he wanted.

But unfortunately, his spine bulged high and then slowly returned to normal.

The body became thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, the blood-colored muscles began to spread upward from the wrist.

It quickly crosses the elbows, rounds the shoulders, and converges at the chest.

A blood nucleus is formed.

The formation of new organs means that Henrik's evolution is more than half completed, and his eyes at this time have also been transformed into vertical pupils.

It's just that unlike Roger, Henrik's eyes flashed with the same cunning as a viper.

Roger picked up the limp Henrik from the ground and placed it on the pre-drawn magic circle.

Henrik was already unconscious from the pain, and the energy of his physical strength was extracted to form new organs, and the illusion in front of him was reborn.

But even so, when Roger put him on the ground, he still did not forget to ask: "Tail, did my tail grow out?"

"Um!"

Roger played it casually.

"It grows out, you can touch it yourself."

"Really?"

Henryk grinned.

"Great!"

"Hold on, the hardest part begins."

Roger encouraged.

"After the green grass trial, your physical fitness will be greatly improved. Listening clearly is the ability in all aspects!"

"bring it on!!"

Henrik let out a roar.

Roger placed Night Demon's corner in the center of the circle, and he started the ritual in sequence. The blue-black flame burned, and the solid corner gradually melted.

slowly,

The black liquid covered the magic circle, and a dark light flashed. The next moment, the black liquid peeled off from the magic circle, and then poured into Henrik's body.

These liquids seemed to have life, and drilled into the interior of Henrik's body along the pores.

Henrik felt as if every inch of his skeletal muscle was being scraped off, his vocal cords were torn, and he could no longer make any sound.

At this point, he could only grit his teeth and persist.

He remembered the surprise when he first came into contact with the mysterious world. One ritual and one magic circle opened a mysterious door for him when he was young.

In the airtight room he worked out with sweat, over and over again, pumping strength into his muscles and bones.

Efforts have paid off. He is the future of the family and the true pride of heaven.

Then, everything went downhill.

Betrayal, contempt, contempt.

He endured physical pain, mental torture, and tidal oppression from all around him.

"No, it's not me!"

Roaring in his heart, the power in his body tightened violently, and the growth of new organs accelerated. At the same time, the part of the power that originally belonged to him in the corners returned to his body.

"What once belonged to me must be taken back!"

"Even if only for a second."

His blood was boiling, and new changes appeared in Henrik's body. He actually gradually mastered the control of his body in pain, and slowly stood up from the ground.

The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and Henrik exhaled a burst of hoarfrost.

"Blood Awakening?"

Roger is also the first time to see such a picture.

Obviously, Henryk's grass trial has ended, but under the impact of the energy in the corners, his transformation has just begun.

The frost was spreading, and Henrik's pupils turned into pale vertical pupils, which looked like a cold stone statue.

Even the new organs created on the chest turned pale blue.

At this stage, his aura was still improving. Just when Roger thought he would catalyze a complete organ in one go, Henrik actually gave up his transformation.

The momentum of the body gradually fell back, and the energy that was not absorbed also retracted into the depths of the body little by little.

Obviously, Henrik was not carried away by the illusion in front of him. His foundation was unstable. If he was forced to improve at this time, it might bring hidden dangers to the future.

When he opened his eyes, his ice-blue pupils flashed away, his gray hair returned to normal, and his face was at least 10 years younger.

"Do you think I'm more handsome than you now?"

Handsome for only three seconds, Henrik showed his signature smile again.

"How do you feel?" Roger asked.

"I can't wait to try out the boost you just mentioned."

"At least these ten days of sins are not in vain."

Roger shook his head helplessly.

"You killed the Night Demon and absorbed her essence. The curse of desire left on you by that woman has been broken, how do you...?"

Henrik sighed and patted Roger on the shoulder.

"Young man, you are still young."

"When you've been through a lot of battles like me, you'll find out what's in it."

Roger pushed aside Henrik's palm, his face straightened, "I need your help."

Counting the previous day off, there are only four days left before the time agreed with Dickinson.

In the past few days, all the energy of the two of them has been put on the grass trial, and the communication with the outside world has become less.

Henrik simply washed and changed his clothes, he turned on his mobile phone, and made a few calls.

"Mr. Sean was left in other cities for some reasons, and I'm afraid he won't be able to come to Bordeaux in a short time."

"I'll make a trip myself, I must see him."

Roger nodded, "That's fine."

"In four days, you must come back."

"There's going to be a fight, although I don't want it to happen."

If there is a real fight, it means that Roger's previous guesses are true.

"Take a rest, I'll set off in the afternoon." Henrik also knew the urgency of the matter.

But then, his eyes turned, and an idea popped up in his heart.

"Would you like to discuss it?"

Henrik made a defiant gesture at Roger.

"If you use a gun, how are you going to fight me?" With Quinn's bodyguard, the only thing that determines the outcome between the two is the distance.

"Without a gun."

"I have my own weapons."

"A weapon prepared a long time ago!"

Henrik's fighting spirit is high.

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