Demon Hunter and His Hut

"Bang!"

Roger kicked out, and the wooden door that had been tattered instantly shattered under the impact. He clenched the weapon in his hand and walked into the house with Amanda.

Spooky rundown.

There was a strange smell in the air.

The tables and chairs placed are covered with a layer of ash, and there are several spider webs hanging from the corners of the walls. On it, you can watch the insects with their stomachs roll up their prey into a ball.

"what?"

Amanda's voice came from behind.

"It doesn't look like it's inhabited."

Roger didn't say anything, his yellow vertical pupils looked carefully, and it wasn't until a while before he reminded Amanda.

"Concentrate and observe again."

Amanda recovered quickly.

This time, the dilapidated vision faded away, and Amanda was stimulated by real senses.

In an ordinary farmhouse, Amanda saw a familiar face on the stove, but the owner of the face only had a head left, which was soaked in water.

It's Robert.

The poor fellow had his eyes gouged out and his tongue pulled so long that it drooped out of his lips.

A pile of internal organs was piled in a wooden basin next to it, losing its camouflage, and the pungent bloody breath penetrated into the nasal cavity.

"He was eaten clean."

"Maybe the monster started eating from the feet, and then he watched as he was eaten up bit by bit."

At this moment, there was a faint groan on the table not far away.

Roger stepped forward.

Enola was stripped and pinned to the table.

On her head, there are 4 thick and long wooden dowels!

"help me,

Who can help me? "

Enola repeated this sentence mechanically, her eyes blurred, as if she could not see the scene in front of her.

"She was abolished."

Amanda sighed.

"The spirit is imprisoned, and the blood that has just awakened in the body is also stripped."

Following where Amanda pointed, Roger saw a complex rune on Enola's chest.

"That woman sucked her special blood, and even if she is cured, she can only become an ordinary person."

"Extraordinary hopeless."

Roger was silent.

Enola's experience reminded him of Henrique. The difference is that, with tenacious perseverance and persistence, Henrique finally got back everything he lost.

Then step forward and do it better.

What will be waiting for this girl?

Roger knew that Enola had lost so much blood that it was almost impossible to be saved, and the most important thing was that she had lost an important awakening bloodline.

At this time, the physical fitness is not much stronger than that of ordinary people.

"laugh!"

Roger pulled out the nail that imprisoned Enola, and without the suppression, Enola soon woke up.

To Roger's surprise, the woman didn't yell when she saw the miserable condition on her body.

Even seeing Amanda didn't make her emotional ups and downs too much.

"I'm out of luck, aren't I?"

Enola propped herself up with her broken arm.

"You beat Amanda."

"Not only is the talent better than me and the training is harder than me." She glanced at Roger.

"Even the vision for choosing men is much stronger than mine."

"Haha, maybe this is fate. If it weren't for me, it might be you who bears all this now."

"Should you thank me?"

Amanda didn't say a word. She looked at the miserable woman in front of her, and suddenly remembered the meaningful smile she saw on Margaret's face when she entered the supernatural.

"Want me to help you?"

She spoke suddenly.

Enola was stunned for a moment, but soon the disguised indifference on her face disintegrated, and tears could not stop flowing.

"Thank you."

The scene in front of her made Amanda a little dazed, and she suddenly remembered the black girl she knew in Bay Town.

How long ago was that?

Amanda let out a long breath.

Obviously only a few months, but why is it so long like ten years.

The flames in his hands rose and devoured the poor woman in front of him.

At this moment, Amanda really felt the completion of the awakening ritual.

With Margaret's strength, how could there be a lack of corresponding materials for cultivating his own disciples?

It turned out to be part of the ceremony.

The soft part of the heart is getting less and less, the blood is surging, and something seems to be peeled off.

"A warlock?"

Roger stood aside, watching the transformation of the red-haired girl. He had also had a similar experience. Compared with the first day of crossing into this world, Roger had changed a lot.

Maybe more will change in the future.

He patted the girl on the shoulder and put the red-haired girl in his arms.

"Come on, let's find a way out of here."

…………

From static to dynamic.

The roots buried in the soil were silent when they launched the attack, and the other knights around didn't react at all, but they didn't pay attention, which didn't mean Lehard didn't notice either.

【Block】

Lehard raised his right hand, and the next moment the soil under his feet stirred, and unknown energy was awakened.

laugh!

The harsh sound of breaking the air came, and the roots in all directions were one after another, and the dense number of them sealed all the space for avoidance!

Either destroy the roots in front of you, or stand in place and wait to die.

There is no second option.

Matt and the others waved the weapons in their hands, but before they could shout, the roots that broke through the ground broke off at the same time.

The ground under Lehard's feet trembled. Who would have thought that the soft soil could become as sharp as steel.

Then he turned his head, his eyes locked somewhere in the darkness.

"Got you!"

Lehard's body rushed forward, and at the same time, the roots around the banyan tree attacked him like crazy.

Want to stop him, kill him.

But Lehad just ran forward, waving the steel sword in his hand, completely ignoring the attack under his feet.

In the face of overwhelming attacks, his speed did not decrease at all!

Finally, a certain creature hidden in the darkness completely changed his face. He broke away from a big tree, revealing a slender and dry body.

He has a long and strange head.

The sparse and slender black hair scattered on the head, the bridge of the nose was straight and formed a hook-like arc, the extremely thin lips were pressed together, and the chin was pointed like a weapon.

His skin was very white, like a bark of a tree trunk, and he was covered with a black robe, and the parts of his fingers were replaced by thin and long roots.

Spike, a ghost in the forest, a cunning monster who hides in the dark and rarely fights head on.

From a distance, through the staggered branches, he looked at Lehad who was running over, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, but he soon gave Lehad a sinister smile.

Not choosing to fight head-on, Spidey turned around and fled.

The plants in the woods seemed to go crazy, and Matt and the others fought and retreated, gradually separating from Lehard.

At this time, although Leihard followed Spike from a distance, he was always affected and could not get closer to each other.

Seeing that the monster not far away was about to hide in the depths of the jungle, Lehad was anxious, his face condensed, and a yellow light came out of his hand!

"Shh!"

This ray of light caught up with the arm that Spike had cut off at a very fast speed.

Spidey turned around and glanced at Lehard with a malicious look, opened his mouth and let out a shrill scream.

In the dark night, the voice came out far, far away.

Lehard, who was running, didn't care, but soon, a low roar swept over like a hurricane in the darkness.

Lehard's face changed wildly.

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