Demon Hunter and His Hut

After killing the second murloc, Roger, who was completely out of strength, staggered and fell to the ground. He was gasping for breath, and his two arms were completely unable to lift due to muscle strain.

But he only rested for a while, then he stood up again, picked up the wooden stick that fell in the distance, and smashed it at the murloc's head a few times, until he confirmed that the other party was dead, and then slowly approached , broke out the iron axe stuck in the skull.

In the movies of the previous life, there were too many plots of being counter-killed, and he didn't want to be the protagonist who failed.

When he came to the door, there was a big hole in the door, and the rain was poured in by the strong wind, and the faint sound of gunfire could be heard from the lighthouse in the distance.

Without taking a rest, Roger shivered to find the nails and planks. He didn't know if other monsters would attack in the future, but at least the broken doors and windows should be repaired slightly.

As for the lighthouse, he is afraid to go now.

Listening to the gunshots, the situation there may not be too good. On such a stormy night, if you approached rashly, you might be regarded as a monster by Kant, and his head would explode with one shot.

To Roger's great fortune, I wonder if it was because of Kant's attention, until he barely blocked the hole, and there were no monsters around the wooden house.

The room was full of blood, but Roger couldn't care too much at this time. He held the iron axe and stayed exhausted until dawn.

The sky is clear, the showers are beginning to break.

clap clap!

Outside the wooden house, a tall figure strode over the standing water with a shotgun.

"Whoosh!"

Before he could get close to the wooden house, a round thing suddenly flew into the sky and rolled down at his feet.

Kant looked down, his face suddenly changed.

Roger was holding an axe and stood halfway outside the door. He looked at Kant in the distance, "Dear Mr. Kant, can you tell me what this is?"

The blood on his face was not dried, but sticky on it. After the blood solidified, with the change of Roger's expression, a face looked extremely hideous.

"You didn't die?"

Looking at the head of the murloc under his feet, Kant's eyes widened, and he looked at Roger with astonishment.

"You seem to want me to die?"

Roger's tone of voice was a bit aggressive.

Kant didn't care about this, and he obviously hadn't recovered from the shock.

After only a slight hesitation, Kant sighed, "Since you have seen it, I can't hide it from you."

He gave Roger a deep look.

"What an incredible guy."

"Go wash, then go to the lighthouse to find me, and I will tell you everything I know."

The crisis was temporarily relieved, and Roger relaxed a little. At this time, he noticed that the wooden house model in his mind was glowing faintly.

"The corpse of the monster was detected, and the usable parts were found. There is no dissection and alchemy room in the basic structure of the wooden house, and related functions cannot be turned on."

"The monster illustration will be updated, and the alchemy notebook will be updated..."

Seeing this news, Roger's eyes lit up, he walked quickly to the study, although after the battle last night, it was a mess.

But in his field of vision, the books were placed on the bookshelf intact.

Roger pulled out the monster book.

There were some words and patterns on the books that were originally empty.

Gulf Murloc: A low-level mutant, living near isolated islands, with a basic structure similar to that of humans, with a height of 1.3 to 1.6 meters in adulthood, and the strength is similar to that of an ordinary human adult man.

Fierce by nature, fast-moving, with sharp claws and teeth, fish scales on the body can provide considerable defense.

social.

Weaknesses: Heart, coccyx and lower extremity joints.

Gills, lungs and other parts of the structure can extract special substances for the manufacture of medicines.

In addition to the simple name introduction, there is a clear picture above showing the creature from multiple angles.

Roger couldn't help but let out a sigh. If he had seen the news in advance last night, it would have been easier to deal with it.

Fortunately, he prepared some small organs in the room in advance to deal with Kant's possible attack, otherwise, even if he could kill the murloc, he would probably be seriously injured and died.

The back is just a skin injury, and it should be enough to let Kant help with a simple treatment.

What was updated in the alchemy notebook was the alchemy potion with the body parts of the Gulf murlocs as the main material. There were too many things needed. Roger just looked at it casually and put it back in place.

It is a pity that there is no so-called dissection room and alchemy room, otherwise most of the materials on the monster should be able to be applied.

There is no way to solve these problems in the wooden house in front of him. Roger also thought about expanding it, but unfortunately, this method does not work at all.

"Hopefully, there will be opportunities in the future to find a bigger house."

"Maybe one day, I can reproduce a castle like Keer Mohan in this world, and then raise a few lovely sorceresses..."

With thoughts in his mind, he began to look forward to a happy life in the future.

Roger walked to the beach to wash off the blood on his body. He looked at the young face reflected in the calm sea water, and was a little lost for a while.

This is a young and even immature face, with black hair, looking like a half-blood, but at this time, there is something in the eyes on the face that makes Roger feel a little scared.

That's a little bit of excitement.

Excited about what?

Killing, or the afterlife?

It must be the latter, Roger said silently to himself.

After changing his clothes, he wiped the iron axe dry and pinned it to his waist, and then came to the iron gate under the lighthouse.

"The door is not locked."

Kant's voice came from inside.

Roger pushed open the door and entered, Kant inside was cleaning up the clutter, he piled some clutter aside, and then cleared a small area.

"From today onwards, you will stay here at night."

Roger was stunned for a moment, but then, Kant's words let him know the reason.

"They will come again."

"They could come back anytime as long as the storm continues."

Kant repeated it again.

"storm?"

Roger suddenly remembered the night he came to the island. Normal people wouldn't choose to go out under such weather conditions. Now, it should be Kant who was investigating the situation and happened to meet himself who was washed ashore.

"What it is?"

Roger asked.

Hearing the word "thing", Kant frowned slightly, but he thought for a moment, "Call them whatever you want, murlocs? Water ghosts?"

"They're not human after all."

"Do the police know what's going on here?"

This is the issue that Roger is most concerned about, and many problems can be seen from the official attitude towards these monsters.

"how is this possible?"

Kant sneered.

"I told them once, but the guys with the shit in their heads thought I was crazy."

"You can show them the evidence, with these murloc corpses..." Roger was stunned for a while, when he suddenly realized that he didn't see a murloc corpse around the lighthouse.

Kant raised an eyebrow.

"Aware of the problem?"

"Except for the ones in your room, none of those things have left any corpses so far. All the dead monsters have been dragged away by their companions."

"Who knows where they went, maybe they were eaten." Kant said lightly.

He sighed, "I have to start from the beginning about these things."