Demon Hunter and His Hut

Those grinning faces moved closer to Roger without attacking, just watching him quietly.

But being watched by dozens or hundreds of heads at the same time, even if you know that the other party is harmless, that kind of experience is not good.

When Roger stood up, the beast in the distance had roared and rushed into the garden. With a wave of it, it was a bloody wind.

More than a dozen heads collided, twisted and burst open, and the middle-aged man who first entered the garden was holding a smiling head and admiring it.

"What a beautiful flower, every leaf is perfect and flawless." He lowered his head, as if planning to smell the fragrance on the flowers.

But what he didn't know was that his huge nostrils were almost stuffed into the slightly open mouth of his pale face.

Ignoring the middle-aged man not far away, Roger rolled over to avoid the beast's attack while jumping over the wall at the fastest speed and rushing towards the door not far away.

arms.

He desperately needs a new weapon.

Although his fighting skills are still there, his body is much different from the one that has been strengthened several times.

More importantly, there is not enough spirit in the mind to drive the seal.

He drew a sword from the weapon hanging on the wall, and when he turned around, the beasts outside the castle had already rushed in carrying a cold wind.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the corner of his eye swept across the corner of his eye, and the big man who finally entered the castle had fallen in a pool of blood.

There was a large amount of blood under the beast, and Roger's sword just now almost killed it.

Continue to consume, the first to die must be the other party.

The dying beast also seemed to realize this, and the attack became even more frantic. It completely ignored the weapon in Roger's hand and opened its mouth at an exaggerated angle.

Instead of flying with a huge flaw, he rammed directly into Roger with his strong body.

Naturally, Roger would not use this human body to collide with a strong beast. The steps under his feet were agile, in addition to the lightness of a cat, there was also a faint trace of the strangeness of a poisonous snake swimming away.

In all fairness, the physical fitness of the beast on the opposite side completely crushed Roger.

But Roger at this time, although his body is still within the scope of ordinary people, but his consciousness, vision, psychological quality and experience skills have exceeded ordinary human beings by too much.

More importantly, even in a crisis, Roger did not have the slightest nervousness and fear.

There are no superfluous moves, and every attack and retreat seems to be calculated in detail.

Precise and quick.

Roger, who was on the brink of danger, was in high spirits, and even his understanding of the opponent's swordsmanship was a little deeper.

In just ten seconds, large and small wounds were left on the beast on the opposite side.

These wounds vary in size and depth, but in the end, when all the wounds all over the body come together,

With a serpent-like thrust.

The steel sword in Roger's hand stabbed under the beast's throat, and the force of the force pushed the weapon out of the back of his neck.

puff!

The blood splattered and pooled into a pool of blood on the ground.

The huge body of the beast fell to the ground.

Still worried, Roger drew out his weapon again, and plunged into the depths of his brain along the furious eyes of the beast.

After doing all this, he was sure that the monster in front of him was completely dead, and he completely relaxed.

The spirit is full of excitement, but the body is the body of an ordinary person after all, and has long been exhausted from the battle just now.

Although there are not many injuries on the surface of the body, there are already many muscle strains inside the body, and it is even more difficult to use the soft body.

Taking a few deep breaths, he calmed his beating heart. When he walked out of the house, Roger saw that the middle-aged man had fallen into the sea of ​​flowers.

Beside him, those beautiful heads smiled quietly.

Then, little by little, he ate up every trace of flesh and blood on his body.

"What will these roses become when they grow up?" Roger was horrified.

"A full human being?"

And then pulled from the ground by this beast and brought to the table?

beauty and the Beast.

Unfortunately, there is no love between them.

Beauty is nothing but food planted in the earth by beasts.

And it is the souls of those poor people who have strayed into this place to nurture them.

After a short rest, Roger came to the 2nd floor again, and he picked off a few murals on the wall.

The mural fell to the ground, and the people inside seemed to sense the unknown vibration, and there was a hint of panic on their faces.

After confirming that it would not affect the people in the mural, Roger found a vacant room and activated the temporary migration function.

Open the storage box and tuck the mural into it.

After finding another part of Stephen's remaining soul, the next thing to do is to find Henrik and Gewei, and then find a way to leave this ghost place.

Not only is the strength limited here, but even when Roger summoned the Hunter's Lodge, there was a faint gap.

It seems that because the body is not his own, he can't even move through here to other hunter huts

It was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

woohoo.

There were faint strange sounds on all the murals, and when these sounds came together, the entire ancient castle was filled with infiltrative screams.

Roger didn't know how to get rid of the pain of the soul trapped in the mural. He simply ignored the mourning and quickly checked the rooms in the castle.

Then, he found a red wooden door on a wall on the top floor.

Click!

There were no traps, no monsters, and no monstrous water waves when the door opened.

What appeared in front of Roger's eyes was the exact same corridor behind him.

"To go in or not to go in?"

Roger hesitated.

But soon he lost the right to choose.

After pushing open the red door, the ancient castle behind him seemed to have undergone a strange change. There was a loud bang in the distance, and the floor under his feet began to crack.

Without hesitation, he stepped into the red door, the door behind him was closed, and the destruction of another world was behind the door.

Frightened, at the end of the corridor in the distance, a huge black shadow appeared again.

"Why?"

Roger clenched the weapon in his hand, but before he could attack, the beast on the opposite side took a half step back.

"Wait a stranger, I have no ill will towards you, I thought we might be able to talk."

Roger stared at the beast opposite him in amazement.

"You can talk?"

"What's so hard about it, if I told you that not long ago I was a handsome prince..."

Hearing the familiar tone, Roger's face showed a strange look.

He stared into each other's eyes and asked tentatively.

"Henrik?"

"Um?"

The beast's eyes widened in surprise.

"Roger?!"

"Damn, how did you become like this?" The two said in unison.

"Do you know what this place is?"

Henrik walked around a little irritably.

"I always feel that my body is not under my control. Although nothing has happened yet, the sense of crisis is getting stronger and stronger."

He looked at Roger.

"Man, you have to be careful, maybe next second I'll pounce on you and break your neck!"

"Tell me about the situation here."

Roger also looked solemn.

"Also, do you know where Ge Wei is?"