Demon Hunter and His Hut

An irrepressible urge rose from within.

Henryk lowered his head, the veins in his hands burst out and swelled rapidly. Pulled by the moonlight, there seems to be a mad beast awakening in the body.

"what……"

He couldn't help but let out a painful groan, but what surprised him was that the sound coming out of his throat was not a human voice at all.

More like a beast!

In just three or two short breaths, Henrik broke his clothes and was over 2.5 meters tall.

The surface of the body was densely covered with black animal hair like steel needles. He waved his hand casually, and the hanging curtain was easily torn apart by his claws.

"His Royal Highness Prince……"

Two voices came from behind.

Henrik turned his head, he could hardly restrain the tyrannical killing intent in his body. This feeling was very strange. Although his body was under his control, there seemed to be an unknown consciousness affecting his judgment in the deeper part of the body.

"You won't be able to return to human form between now and the next full moon."

"Besides you and us."

As soon as the words fell, the figures of the two maids became almost transparent, and the tableware they held in their hands were scattered all over the place. At the same time, the entire ancient castle seemed to have undergone wonderful changes.

The ornate furniture was crumbling, the floor cracked, and the air smelled of decay.

Immediately afterwards, Henrik keenly heard the frightened voice of a woman coming from the depths of the castle.

"His Royal Highness, is it still as usual?"

"Are these women killed outright, or locked up for your entertainment for the rest of the month?"

"What did you say? What woman?"

Henryk asked strangely.

"Of course it's the woman you exchanged for jewelry from those greedy men. These men have money and can even sell their daughters."

"where is this place?"

A roar came from Henryk's throat.

"Of course this is your castle."

The maid asked strangely.

"Of course I know this is my castle. What I need to determine is which country is this? Which region?"

Henryk said impatiently.

At this moment he saw a black horse galloping in the direction of the entrance of the castle. The black horse almost merged with the night, with only a white mass on its hooves, and it was like a gust of wind when running in the snow.

"Another man who was introduced to the castle by greed."

"Looks like you can get a fresh taste this time."

The two women behind him were talking.

"His Royal Highness Prince,

Guess what color hair this man's daughter has? "

"Red, gold, or black?"

Henrik opened the door and strode out, the two women behind him were still urging, "His Royal Highness, what about the women in the castle?"

"Lock them up, lock them all up!"

Henrik said without saying a word.

Along the way he saw all kinds of strange things.

Ghosts wandering in castles, portraits with rolling eyes on pen frescoes, teapots and cutlery that walk by themselves.

Of course, there are also beautiful and moving women who were dragged into the dungeon.

Of course, Henrik knew that his priorities would not be wasting time on these women. He tore down a wide curtain and wrapped it around him. It didn't take long for him to arrive at the hall closest to the entrance of the castle.

A roaring voice came from the room.

A man enjoyed the delicious food on the table and compared his own image. Henrik hesitated whether to approach him or not.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of horses crowing outside the door, followed by a panicked voice.

"Help, who will save me?"

"What is this place?"

A figure stumbled in, and Henrik was startled, worried that someone would see his state at this time. He flashed up to the second floor at an extremely fast speed, and hid in a dark corner.

"Where have they all gone?"

"It was still dusk, and we only entered the castle. How did we come to this ghost place in the blink of an eye?"

Henryk listened carefully in surprise.

"what happened?"

"Did all the other people you met in the castle also come to this place?"

"Where are Roger and Gewei?"

At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the room at the end of the corridor on the second floor. Although Henrik's body was huge, he was surprisingly agile. He hid in the darkness and rushed to the door after only three or two ups and downs.

In the flickering candlelight, a figure was standing in front of the window!

…………

Stared at by the beast pupil in the dark, Roger's hair stood upright, and he rushed forward without any hesitation in the next second.

The sole of his right foot was lifted and kicked violently on the table in front of him.

Snapped!

This kick took Roger's whole body's strength, and the table received uneven force, and Roger kicked it into the air as he rolled upwards.

At the same time, a black shadow flashed by, followed by a violent collision.

The shadow lurking in the darkness of the corridor has already been hit by a tiger.

At the same time as he kicked that kick, Roger slammed his left foot on the ground, and the moment the table rolled over, people were already in the air.

He didn't even look at the results in front of him, his body shrunk into a ball, smashed the window behind him and flew out of the house! !

At this moment, Roger almost found the feeling of the first time he performed a demon hunting mission.

The thrill of probing on the edge of danger, dancing on the edge of death's knife.

The moment his body rushed out of the window, Roger saw the monster that attacked him.

It was a behemoth with a height of more than 2 meters 5, the body surface was covered with thick animal hair, and the sharp claws were like daggers.

He is almost humanoid as a whole, but his head is huge. The sharp canine teeth turned out, and the eyes looking at Roger were full of the greed of the beast!

"Beauty and the Beast..."

Roger couldn't help but pouted.

"Can a woman really like such a beast?"

The Beast apparently also saw Roger jumping out of the window. He smashed the table in front of him, and charged up again.

After jumping out of the window, Roger didn't fall down, put his hand on the upper edge of the window, and turned his waist upwards with force.

When he adjusted his direction, the mad beast smashed the window and jumped out.

"It's now!"

Roger's eyes flickered, he let out a low voice, and his whole body fell down like a boulder.

【Qian Jun】

The weapon in his hand suddenly accelerated, and time seemed to slow down in an instant. Although Roger lost most of the hunter's vision, he was in a highly concentrated state.

The twisting of the limbs of the beast and the contraction of the muscles are still in sight!

Almost instinctively, he stabbed a deadly sword!

laugh!

The sharp blade pierced the epidermis, and then inserted through the gap in the bones of the back of the beast's neck.

Steel and bones rubbed together, blood splattered.

Stab it!

The tiger's mouth on both hands split open, and then the beast in pain let out a painful cry. The steel sword pierced into the body suddenly broke, and Roger was picked up by a huge force, and his body turned into an arc and fell into a sea of ​​flowers. among!

Before he could stand up, the roses around him suddenly swarmed over and the flowers were in full bloom, but Roger couldn't help his scalp tingling just by looking at it.

Among the blooming rose stamens are young and bloodless faces!

There was a roar in the distance, and the beast that fell on the ground struggled to stand up. It looked at Roger with hysterical madness in its eyes!