Demon Hunter and His Hut

"right here!"

　　 Roger shouted, and he glanced around and quickly noticed the black stone house standing deep in the bushes.

　　 "There is no sign of leaving, they are still here!"

　　 As soon as the voice fell, Roger felt dizzy in his mind, and at this time, due to excessive emotional fluctuations, he also broke away from that strange state.

"what is this"

　　 "Hunter Vision?"

　　 Henrik walked up quickly, holding guns in both hands, "Everyone, be careful, that prophet is definitely weird, and based on my understanding of the tree spirit reincarnation art, that woman will never give up her ritual easily."

　　 "You guessed it right..."

　　 A gloomy voice came, and the prophet wearing a black robe slowly walked out of the stone house.

　　 "Found here so soon..."

　　 The prophet’s "gaze" fell on Roger's face, and the expression on his face changed slightly, "The familiar breath, so it's you!"

　　 "You took my puppet core!"

"I need to……"

"boom!"

　　 It was Henrik's bullet that answered her.

　　 The prophet’s head was hit by a bullet, and the whole person’s upper body was leaned back, but soon he adjusted his posture and stood up straight again.

　　 A silver bullet was inlaid on the forehead, and a little blood oozes around the bullet, but that's it.

　　 The face of the prophet became distorted, "How dare you..."

　　 "Boom boom boom!"

　　 Henrik didn't give the prophet a chance to speak at all, and several bullets were shot out in succession.

　　 "What do you say, I just want to shoot your head!!"

　　Henrik was hot for a while, and the two guns fired rhythmically, but the Prophet raised his hand, and the black robe draped over her enveloped her.

　　Henrik's bullet hit the black robe like a stone thrown into a river, rippled a little bit on the black robe, and then fell to the ground.

　　 "What kind of clothes is this?"

　　Roger's face changed slightly, he was not idle at this time, and forbearing the dizziness in his mind, he drew out his steel sword and rushed up.

　　The most important thing now is to find Amanda.

　　Who knows what weird ritual this woman is performing!

　　 At this moment, there was a rustling sound from the bushes, and then a bucket-like giant python suddenly rushed out.

　　 There was a warning sign in his heart, Roger's figure was moving as fast as a civet, and the steel sword in his hand chopped out.

　　 Click, click!

　　 The steel sword intersected with the scales on the giant python, making a metallic crash.

　　 The giant python was extremely fast, coiled in a ball on the ground, the first half of the body was raised high, and the scarlet snake came out of its mouth.

　　 Roger's eyes condensed slightly. The swords he had just opened cut through the scales of the strange snake, but the wound was not deep.

　　In comparison, the size of this strange snake can only be regarded as slightly injured.

　　 At this moment, Peter suddenly rushed up, "Give it to me, you go save people!"

"you"

　　 Roger was taken aback first, but then he watched Peter tear off a necklace from his neck. He squeezed it hard, and the tip of the necklace pierced his palm.

　　 wiped the blood from the palm of his hand on his forehead, Peter's whole aura suddenly changed.

　　 "Exorcist is also very strong!"

　　 Put your hands together and hold the necklace between your palms. Peter's eyes turned into a weird pure white, and he let out a low growl:

　　 "Ling Ling!"

　　 In the dark, a white light penetrated into Peter's body from the necklace. Faced with the biting python, Peter stretched out his hand in awe-inspiring manner.

　　 "Shock!"

　　 Something seemed to rush out and hit the giant python. The giant python seemed to have seen something terrible, and twisted and retreated back before it got close to Peter's body.

　　 Hastily relieved its strength, it lost its balance, flipped and bumped against the big tree next to it.

　　 "I can contain it for a while, go and save people!"

　　 Peter shouted.

　　 Although Roger was anxious to save Amanda, he didn't want Peter to die because of it, but looking at the situation in front of him, this exorcist was indeed not as simple as he thought.

　　 Even if this python can't be solved, it should still be okay to contain it.

　　 At this time, Henrik seemed to be completely restrained by the prophet. He was interfered by witchcraft, and his accuracy was greatly reduced. Coupled with the black robe on the prophet, there was no way to take the other party for a while.

"This dress……"

　　 The expression on Henrik’s face changed abruptly, he seemed to think of something,

　　 "You are not Ertuya, this black robe..."

"you are……!"

　　 Henrik seemed to realize something, but didn't say the name.

　　 The prophet let out a weird laugh, "What's the matter? Can't you even mention my name?"

　　 "Or you have forgotten it"

　　 The prophet waved his hand, and suddenly a large group of crows flew out of the woods behind the stone house.

　　 They have claws and beaks as sharp as metal, and their eyes are as red as blood. They rushed towards Henrik with a hula!

　　 This is obviously not an ordinary crow. If it is pecked on the body by a bird's beak, it will immediately create a blood hole.

　　 "Without your help, how could that woman be my opponent, and how could I have fallen into this field now"

　　 "Boom boom boom!"

　　 Henrik shot and killed the crow that came up. He didn't dare to move forward at this time, so he could only pull the distance and look for the flaws in the opponent.

　　 There was a flash of light in his mind, and Henrik suddenly thought of the shoulder the Prophet was hit by him, and the bullet inlaid on his forehead.

　　 body

　　'S face changed, "You only have your head to survive"

　　 "The body belongs to Ertuya!"

　　 "You are not stupid!"

　　 The prophet sneered.

　　 "I was the first to enter the supernatural~www.NovelMTL.com~ I originally had the opportunity to become the youngest Crescent Witch in history, all because of you!"

　　 The attacks of the crows became more and more intensive. Henrik’s marksmanship was amazing, but when there were always omissions under frequent attacks, a crow broke through the bullet block and pecked a hole in Henrik’s shoulder.

　　 "There is only one head. It took me many years to recover. Now I am finally ready. As long as I finish the ritual, I can recover from my injury."

　　 "Then it won't be long before you will all feel...despair again!"

　　 Although Roger rushed to the vicinity of the stone house as quickly as possible, the gloomy one-armed woman stopped his way before the prophet could do anything.

　　 Black blood dripped from the palm of her right hand. Because of the excessive blood loss, her face became more and more ugly, but her eyes were bright and frightening.

　　 This woman is ready to go desperately.

　　 Feeling the powerful aura from the opponent, Roger knew that this was the strongest opponent he had ever encountered!

　　 The dizziness in his brain became stronger and stronger, and Roger held his mind and drank a concentration potion.

　　 The cold liquid slipped into the mouth and it quickly turned into a refreshing puff, which went straight to my mind.

　　 Without time to think about it, Roger took the lead in attacking with both swords in his hands.

　　 A few people divide the battlefield into three areas. Which area is the first to win will become the key factor in determining the victory!

　　At this time, the liquid that was originally applied to Amanda and the other two also leaked out of the body like a living thing.

　　 They seem to have taken away all the vitality from these two young bodies.