Demon Hunter and His Hut

Both Roger and Emile moved very fast, but they still couldn't move their eyes faster.

Although the temporary passage in the distance is shrinking, Roger knows that if he continues to act with him, there is absolutely no way for Emil to escape the next attack.

"you go first!"

It's not a sacrifice, but it's something he needs to face.

The power on his body exploded, and Emil was pushed a long distance by Roger. He turned around, and everything in front of him was covered by a huge pupil.

In the pupil, Roger saw a burning sun.

The flames at the edges burn like the symbols on the Nilfgaardian banner.

His consciousness is still clear, but his body is completely out of order, and a terrible traction strikes. At the same time, some changes have taken place in the hunter's cabin deep in his soul.

The distant passage is shrinking.

The two forces were at loggerheads, and at this moment, Roger used all his strength.

But whether it is the powerful shadow power or the delusion-breaking eye that sees through all mysteries, these power levels are not enough, and under the burning sun, they will collapse at the touch of a finger.

As if everything had been stripped away.

In the end, only the crumbling hunter's hut and the five basic abilities to build the hut remained.

Quinn, Alder, Igni, Axi, Arden!

The five forces are intertwined and fused with each other under great pressure, just when Roger's soul is about to be burned and completely destroyed.

In his hands, the black moon appeared automatically.

The rotating imprint on the sword cracked, it was the soul power absorbed from Heinris' crystal head.

No one knows how much power is contained in these soul abilities, but at this moment, all the power has become the most urgently needed nutrient for Roger.

The texture of Yaden's sword seal emerged, and then began to combine rapidly. During this process, the power of the black sun penetrated into it.

At the critical moment, he finally completed the last sword seal, completing the part about the soul, although the last sword seal cannot increase any power,

But this represents a metamorphosis of Roger's soul.

And... the mountain trial.

At this moment, it seemed that a familiar voice sounded from his ears, Roger's brain was in chaos, and countless illusions appeared before his eyes.

He tried to see the catch, but all he could see were stray fragments, and a new notice on the notice board.

But this time, when those writings appeared, the hunter's hut collapsed, and Roger's eyes regained their clarity for a moment.

He saw the closed passage, and at the last moment, a hint of doubt in that huge eye.

A black sun imprint appeared and shattered on his forehead, and unspeakable exhaustion gushed out from the depths of his soul. This exhaustion was so turbulent that no matter how hard Roger tried, it was useless.

"What's after the trial?"

He muttered softly, and Roger completely lost consciousness the next moment.

His body fluctuated with the energy in the void, and then flew to an extremely far place.

After an unknown amount of time, a silver figure appeared in the void. The figure searched for it, and then quickly approached Roger.

"finally found you."

"You can escape from the attack of the Mist Lord, even if it's just an unconscious attack, but this is enough for you to brag about for a lifetime."

Emil's body has shrunk a lot, but compared to Roger, he is still considered stronger. The scales on his whole body are dim, and his eyes are even more exhausted.

"There is no abnormality in the body, it seems that the soul has suffered a shock."

A slit opened on Emil's forehead, pulling Roger's body into it.

"I owe you that," he said to himself.

"We haven't deviated too far. If you can wake up, maybe you can take Kenneth back to the hometown of Silver Dragon, but now..." Emil sighed.

"It all depends on luck."

There is no alternation of day and night in the void, and everything is extremely lonely.

Although he can stop in some worlds along the way, Emil is aware of his current physical condition, and his previous remarks are by no means alarmist.

His main soul is dead, and if he recovers properly, the remnant soul still has a chance to grow up. Although it can't reach its peak, it can barely control that powerful body.

But now, using the dragon body transformation, the soul will be gradually rejected by the body, and every action he takes now is burning himself.

"Hold on a little longer...as long as Roger can wake up."

In this environment, even if it is the peak of the peak, there is an insurmountable gap between the fourth and fifth ranks.

Even if Kenneth wakes up, he can't hold on for too long, so Emil's only hope is Roger.

After an unknown amount of time, the light in Emil's eyes had dimmed to the point where he could not detect it, and finally he had to stop.

"Is it only possible to go here?"

Emil's eyes flickered, and he stretched out his finger to point at the position of his heart, where Kenneth was hiding.

Leaving part of the information behind, Emil condensed the last bit of remnant soul, and pierced into the depths of Roger's soul like a sharp blade.

He was burning himself in a last-ditch effort.

"If you see this message, it means I'm dead, and you finally don't have to complain about those so-called alarmist words."

"I come from the great silver dragon clan. Although it is only a remnant of the main soul split, it does not represent the character of the main body, but it is still a lucky thing to meet a strong man like you in the last part of the journey. .”

"You can escape from the attack of the Mist Lord. I think you have successfully attracted his attention, so next time you will be stronger in the face of an attack."

"You have won my respect for what you have done. Let's go to the ancestral land of the Silver Dragon Clan with Kenneth. You are our eternal friend."

"That's the core area of ​​Dragon Court, and you shouldn't have to worry about the prying eyes of the Mist Lord if you live there."

"Haha, like I said once, Kenneth has over seventy sisters, and you're going to like them."

"in addition……"

Having said that, Kenneth hesitated a little.

"My friend, my journey is coming to an end, and the fire of my life is burning out. I will give you one last piece of advice."

"Never let anyone know that you have attracted the attention of the Mist Lord. The twelve dragon envoys only perform their duties and have a clear division of labor between them, but they are not monolithic."

"Although you are a victim, in the eyes of some people, even if it is only a container that may become the Lord of Mist, this will also become your sin."

"Danger to nip in the bud."

"After all, the so-called fog hunters, what they hunted were not all clones of the fog lord, maybe there were extraordinary people like you."

"Protect yourself. If you can wake up, please send Kenneth back to the land of the ancestors as much as you can."

"Your friend Emile."

After leaving the last message, the light in Emil's eyes completely dimmed, his figure shrank sharply, and finally turned into a set of cold armor.

But Roger didn't know all this, he closed his eyes tightly, and seemed to be plunged into his own world.

After an unknown amount of time, Roger in the darkness still showed no sign of waking up, his body was drifting until a faint light burst out.

On the chest of the armor, a figure struggled to get out.

It was Kenneth.

The two figures separated, and Emil's body continued to shrink until it became normal.

It felt like Roger was wearing a suit of metal armor.

Kenneth looked sad. He already knew the cause and effect from the information passed by Emil. Although Emil concealed something, he also knew the important role Roger played in this escape.

"Leave the rest to me."

Kenneth's eyes shone with determination, and he was able to wake up early only because he was no longer a fourth-order peak.

A trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and Kenny held back the metal armor that wrapped Roger.

"The incomplete fifth order is also the fifth order."

Kenneth gritted his teeth and was able to wake up early and increase his strength because he bet on his future.

Although he has entered the fifth level now, his future is ruined, not to mention going further, even barely maintaining it is very difficult.

"We'll be back."

"I still need to ask my clansmen to wake you up!"

Kenneth knew that with his current strength, even if he knew the direction, he couldn't reach the land of the ancestors, but he could take the next best thing and get closer to the edge area.

That chance of success should be much higher.

Finally, Kenneth found a suitable world before his powers were exhausted.

"finally arrived at home."

This place has already entered the core area controlled by Longting. Kenneth didn't know that his unintentional actions helped Roger avoid a lot of trouble.

…………

Land of the ancestors.

Although it looks like an area, the so-called Land of Ancestors is actually the birthplace of the Silver Dragon Clan.

There is a... world that only silver dragons and their dragonborn can approach.

Transforming a world into a hometown is basically impossible to imagine such a scene.

That is not a majestic palace, a towering lonely mountain, but a whole world built around this point.

The defense of the Silver Dragon Clan is outstanding, whether it is the Flame or the Thunder Poison Swamp, it is considered a suitable place for them to live.

So here, you can find the sky city hanging on the commanding heights, the flame palace buried deep in the lava, the dragon cave dug in the glacier, and the luxurious and majestic city like ordinary people.

In this world, the orthodox silver dragon bloodline is the absolute master, and there are countless dragon descendants and inheritors of other bloodlines serving them.

In the west of the world, in a sprawling majestic city, the commanding height of the city is a huge silver dragon carved out of an entire mountain.

The location of the silver dragon's head is the commanding height of the city's power.

Although it was night, the room was brightly lit.

A tall man in a silver robe trimmed with black was sitting on a high seat. He had long silver hair and stern eyes.

His right hand rested on the armrest of the seat, his eyes were half-closed, and he was thinking about something.

Beside him, it formed a roughly oval shape, and there were eleven chairs of different sizes and shapes.

Suddenly, the surrounding energy fluctuated, the man raised his head, and several phantoms appeared on the other eleven chairs.

"why you?"

A voice came from the high chair.

"Has the Emil not come back yet?"

"Eres, although you are Emil's younger brother and a strong member of the Silver Dragon clan, there is no place for you here."

"Go on, I don't want to embarrass you."

The man named Eres stood up slowly from the high seat, and on the back of the chair behind him was carved a silver dragon about to fly.

The other eleven chairs are completely different in shape and size, and the engraved patterns on them record their experiences and achievements, as well as the most important blood inheritance.

"Emir has been missing for too long. As one of the twelve dragon envoys, his identity is very important. Now, we need someone who can shoulder..."

"That's not something you should worry about."

Another voice came.

"Although I don't have a deep friendship with Emil, these twelve chairs represent not only our identity, but also our recognition."

"Even if the Silver Dragon Clan can have a fixed seat among the Twelve Dragon Envoys, it is not enough to have blood if they want to gain the respect and approval of their companions."

"I know that your strength is good, and your real combat power may even be higher than that of Amir, but all this will wait until you become a dragon envoy. As for now, please leave."

"Because this is not a meeting you can attend."

"In addition, the tasks of the Twelve Dragon Envoys are arduous, and the tasks performed by Emil are extremely dangerous. It is normal to lose contact sometimes."

"I even remember that in Longting's records, some dragon envoys have been out of contact for 730 years, which is normal."

Without any arrogance, the voice was flat as if discussing an obvious matter.

"Please hear me out."

Erez clenched his fists and spoke resolutely.

"I want to sadly inform everyone that not long ago, the accompanying blood left by the emir froze."

His tone was a little heavy.

"what?!"

Everyone sitting on the high chair exclaimed in unison.

"is this real?"

"It's absolutely true." Eles turned his wrist, and there was a drop of dried blood floating in a silver crystal.

"Another Dragon Envoy has died."

Someone sighed.

Erez retracts the crystal.

"I didn't appear here because of the position behind me. I am already the king of the Silver Dragon Clan, so the position behind me is not important."

Erez slowly clenched his fists, a murderous intent burst out in his eyes.

"But I still wish I could sit in it, because I want to know my brother, where did he go and what mission did he perform the last time he left?"

"He can die, but it's unclear why he can't die."

"The honor of the Silver Dragon Clan cannot be tarnished."

"Also..." Having said that, Erez's tone was slightly sad.

"My elder brother, when he left last time, besides the accompanying guards, my only son also set off with him."

"Kenneth."

"He...is the appointed heir to the throne!"

Erez's emotions spread, and the surrounding atmosphere became very depressed.

After a long time, a voice sounded.

"The incident happened suddenly, but according to tradition, the Silver Dragon Clan really needs someone to replace them."

"But now you are already the king of the clan, and the king and the dragon envoy cannot be concurrently in charge. Let's go here first. We need to discuss the specifics and verify the news of Emir's death again."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Eres' eyes, but he knew that this kind of thing couldn't be done overnight, so he could only nod and agree with a sad face.

The light and shadow dissipated, and the hall was once again silent.

Suddenly, a figure slowly appeared in a place where the light and shadow could not reach.

"Father, things..."

Tom!

Before the words fell, the figure was smashed into the wall by a terrible force, and then the shadow of death was shrouded, and a voice came to his ears.

"To shut up!"

"How many times have I said that I'm just your uncle, not your father."

"In the eyes of outsiders, the emir is!"

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