Demon Hunter and His Hut

The flames completely shrouded the figure who was about to attack Roger. The man let out a scream and escaped from the range of the flames at the fastest speed.

But even so, the clothes and surface skin on his body were burned, and the flesh and rags were mixed together, and the whole person looked like a flayed ghost.

Although the opponent fled the attack range, the attack in Roger's hand still did not stop.

The flames continued to spray, and in the next second, Roger lifted the monster in his hand.

Chill!

Using the monster in his hand as a weapon, he would tear apart the deformed iron fence scorched by the flames in three or two strokes.

Even if the monster in his hand didn't die just now, his bones were shattered under Roger's torture, and there were penetrating wounds all over his body.

With a quick glance at the ghostly figure that was burnt to a lesser extent, Roger's eyes flashed with contempt.

"Idiot, I've noticed you for a long time, and I've been trying to lure you into the bait."

As he spoke, he passed through the torn iron fence, smashed the glass, and jumped from the third floor.

"I'm going to eat you!"

"Zaru, be careful!" Dickinson shouted.

But how could Zaru hear it at this time? He jumped out of the window without hesitation.

The body rose into the air, and the cool wind from the mountain blew on him, and Zaru suddenly woke up a little.

But at this moment, he was surprised to find that Roger, who should have fallen to the ground, actually hung his body in the air.

Then he heard Roger spit out a word that made him chill.

"Headshot, aim point!"

The next second a gunshot rang out.

boom!

The sound of sniper rifles spread throughout the woods, and countless birds flew up in fright.

"Pfft!"

Zaru had nowhere to dodge in the air, his entire head exploded, and Roger rolled over and fell from the edge of the third floor.

As soon as he landed, he found that Zaru's body disappeared into the air strangely after falling.

Startled in his heart, Roger reminded loudly, "Be careful, that guy isn't dead yet!"

Roger removed the weapon from the car, and a cloud of water vapor rose around it, followed by a mist of water vapor, covering the entire area.

This little fog has little effect on the line of sight, but it may be difficult for Henrik to shoot from a distance.

"He handed it over to you, and I'm going to kill that hateful gunman!"

Zaru let out a low growl.

Dickinson's figure appeared in the fog, but Roger only glanced at Dickinson, but turned and ran.

Now that Dickinson's identity has been completely determined, the next thing is much easier to handle. The initiative to fight or escape is entirely in Roger's hands.

But even if Roger really wanted to fight Dickinson, he should at least choose a terrain that was beneficial to him.

"Want to run?"

"Offer your soul first!"

Dickinson's face was extremely gloomy,

He remembered what Roger had said before, and his heart sank.

With a quick blink, Dickinson folded his hands together, and the iron gate at the door of the manor not far away was closed.

Immediately afterwards, all the walls and guardrails grew upward against the principle, and the strange energy shrank inward, and the next second was spinning.

When his sight returned to normal again, Roger saw the dilapidated house behind Dickinson, he sighed softly, and reluctantly drew the long sword behind him.

"Why didn't you run away?"

Dickinson sneered, he swung the placket of his clothes, the clothes on his body swam automatically and then gathered in his hands, forming a big knife that did not match his size at all.

The length of the blade is more than 1.5 meters, and the width is also more than 25 cm. It looks like a wide wooden board.

Roger's pupils shrank, and the ability Dickinson showed was very similar to the Julianne who had been killed by him.

"Dark sorcery?" Roger's heart moved.

Because of the publicity. The crime that the Hunters Guild arranged for the Voodoo Association was to research and promote black magic.

"What you think of as black magic is just a little trick unique to our race."

The surrounding trees were dry, and the cool breeze made a strange whine. Roger looked back, and there was a straight bluestone road at the foot of the mountain.

The end of the road leads to the back alley of the Hunters Guild.

"New Moon City, I didn't expect you to have a secret passage leading to New Moon City in your hands."

"who are you?"

"I am the soul child of the great Soul Eater Saramapu, and that Abraham has the honor of being the master's vessel."

"What about President Vic?"

Roger asked.

"died."

"Why are you arresting me?"

Dickinson grinned, "Because your soul comes from another world, we can absorb the characteristics of the soul of another world and convert it into our own power to recover from injuries."

"So, we have to settle your soul!"

"That is to say, there is no so-called help at all. The only purpose of your approach to me is to tempt me and let me voluntarily dedicate my soul in your ceremony."

Roger asked back.

Dickinson did not speak, just looked at him quietly.

"last question!"

Roger's eyes became solemn, "Are those things in your room real?"

Dickinson was stunned for a moment, but the next second he saw Roger showing a happy smile.

"I can rest assured that."

"You're dead, everything is mine!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already crossed the distance between the two in an instant, and slashed at Dickinson's head with a sword.

"Although I'm not a good person, but you have shown such great kindness before, you really can't do it until you are completely sure, but now..."

when!

Dickinson raised the big knife in his hand, and his skin became blood red, and the thick blood veins even spread from his neck to his cheeks.

In terms of the degree of evolution, this guy is indeed much stronger than Roger.

This is an old hunter-level awakener!

Equivalent to the crescent peak.

According to the breakthrough level, the current Roger is only equivalent to a top-level elite hunter.

But if you count the bonus of the hunter's hut and the seal mastered on him.

And the evil tooth in his hand...

Dangdang!

Although three consecutive attacks were blocked by Dickinson, Roger did not have any discouragement in his eyes.

His strength is getting stronger and stronger, and the light in his eyes is getting stronger and stronger.

"What race are you?"

Dickinson's face changed slightly. It was the formalities he personally handled for Roger. How could an ordinary witcher who had just entered the extraordinary level be so strong?

But soon, Dickinson laughed happily.

"The higher the quality of your soul, the faster the master will recover. As long as he devours you, the master will surely wake up from the slumber and get rid of this damn cage!"

At the same time, Henrik, who was hiding in the woods, also found something unusual. The sudden fog made him lose his vision, but then a harsh sound came from his ears.

No matter how much he shouted next, there was no response from Roger.

Henrik jumped from the tree with his gun, and just rushed forward a few steps, a distorted figure flashed in the swirling shadow of the tree, without aiming, Henrik pulled the sniper rifle entirely by the natural reaction of his body the trigger.

tom!

In the next second, the bullet seemed to hit the water polo, and a charred figure appeared behind Henrik in the splashing water droplets.

One of his mouths split open to the sides, and his mandible bit into the back of Henrik's neck like a boa constrictor!

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