Demon Hunter and His Hut

　　 Roger just wanted to explain something, but as soon as he tightened his body, the red-haired girl plunged into his arms.

　　 "Thank you Roger!"

　　 From the beginning of the ceremony, Amanda regained her physical perception, and even became more sensitive than before. She clearly heard all the sounds around her.

　　 also understands what happened. She knew that if there was no Roger, she would have been taken away from life and turned into a corpse at this time.

　　 "Would you like to take a hug?"

　　 Just when Roger was hesitating, the girl suddenly got out of his arms, stood up, and walked to the other side of the room.

　　 There, Betty was lying on the ground stiffly with her eyesight.

　　 "Betty..."

　　 "Amanda..."

　　 The two girls are relatively speechless.

　　 Amanda did not cry hysterically or question her. After so many things, she clearly understood one thing.

　　 A person often cannot choose one thing completely according to his own preferences.

"just kill me."

　　 Betty spoke suddenly.

　　 "The ceremony is over. I feel the vitality is losing, I will age rapidly, and then leave the world in an ugly appearance."

"Maybe……"

　　 Betty shook her head.

　　 "Everything is a conspiracy, there is no so-called rise, no so-called descending of the Son, all these are vicious plans executed by the woman to accomplish her own purposes."

　　 "But we actually believed her, the whole tribe believed her!"

　　 Betty cried bitterly.

　　 "I only know now that what my mother said is true!"

　　 "Mom?"

　　 Amanda looked surprised, she just remembered what Betty once called that woman.

　　 "As a tradition, the selected children in the tribe will call the Prophet their mother."

　　 "And my real mother..."

　　 "Because she had resisted the prophet, the woman used an evil ritual to transfer her soul to an animal."

　　 Hearing this, Amanda suddenly remembered something, and her body trembled slightly.

　　 "It's...that doe?!"

　　 Betty nodded painfully.

　　 Amanda clearly remembered the tears flowing from the corner of the doe's eyes during the ceremony.

　　 She thought it was the sorrow of the animal before it died, but now thinking about it, it should be a mother's desperation for her daughter's future.

　　 Maybe it is one of the abilities of that woman to deceive people.

　　 Just then there was a loud noise from the door, Henrik and Peter finally cleared the obstacles and walked into the room.

　　 "It's really over."

　　 Henrik looked at the ashes on the ground and let out a breath.

　　 "Is that girl okay?"

　　Roger nodded, "It shouldn't be a big deal." He was a little uneasy, so he recounted the matter briefly.

　　 "Blood awakening?"

　　 "It looks like but it's not the same, or because of the particularity of the ritual, she absorbed the essence of another girl's life, so some unknown changes occurred?"

　　 Henrik glanced at Amanda, "I am not an expert in this aspect. To avoid hidden dangers, I can ask someone to help you ask."

　　 "In addition, you should always pay attention to her changes."

"Ok."

　　 Roger didn't know much about spells and mysterious rituals. Although Amanda showed some specialness before, the outbreak today is still too amazing.

　　 That energy is so powerful that it seems to be completely out of Amanda's control.

　　 "You said before that this woman is not the prophet of the gathering place, then who is she?"

　　 Roger asked, pointing to the ashes on the ground.

　　 "That was many years ago, and I only learned a little when I checked the internal information."

　　 "This woman's name is Mansu, and she was in the same era as the voodoo queen."

　　 "In the eyes of real spellcasters, the status of voodoo is not high. Some of them are inherited from ancient tribes, and some are considered to be a branch of black witchcraft."

　　 "However, compared with real black witchcraft, their power and promotion channels are too far apart, so voodoo is neither recognized by those who practice black witchcraft, nor is it favored by mainstream spellcasters."

　　 "The status is naturally a bit awkward."

　　 "But this Mansu didn't know where he got some real inheritance of dark witchcraft and combined it with voodoo."

　　 "At that time, she was very strong, and she entered the extraordinary at a young age. In the world of witches, the witch who entered the extraordinary is called the waning moon witch."

　　 "She was promoted very quickly. Just when the voodoo queen of the same period just entered the transcendental stage, she was already preparing to enter the Crescent Witch."

　　 "But then, something happened. She secretly used evil witchcraft to kill many people. After the incident was exposed, she was surrounded and suppressed."

　　 "Everyone thought she was dead at the time, but now it seems that the corpse she left on the scene should be regarded as a means."

　　 "The gecko docks its tail."

　　 "It's just that this woman has broken off her whole body."

　　 Henrik sighed.

　　 "It's a terrible guy, it's so difficult to deal with with only one head left."

　　 "By the way, where is the other girl?"

　　 Henrik asked suddenly.

　　 "She is here..."

　　Roger turned around, but he stopped in the middle of the conversation.

　　 Betty was lying halfway on the edge of the stone platform, holding a sharp fragment in her hand.

　　 Her throat was slit open, but strangely, there was not a drop of blood flowing out of it.

　　 This method of death is very similar to the original doe. Perhaps Betty, who is repentant, is using this method to atone for his sins.

　　 Amanda straightened Betty's body, and slowly helped her put on the clothes scattered on the ground.

　　 "Will she be forgiven by her mother?"

　　Roger was silent for a while and nodded.

　　 This is a girl at the mercy of others.

Mansu is hateful, and she is pitiful~www.NovelMTL.com~ Henrik seems to know what happened, he did not step forward, "This is the best result. There is almost no flaw in Mansu’s ceremony. If it's not a coincidence..."

　　 To be honest, he was also very surprised that Roger was able to rescue Amanda.

　　 "Clean up, we are going to leave here."

　　 Henrik looked sad.

　　 "With so many people dead, now we are in a lot of trouble."

　　 At this moment, Peter, who was cleaning the battlefield outside, let out a whisper.

"what's happenin?"

　　 Roger walked over quickly.

　　 In the previous battle, if Peter hadn't taken the initiative to help him contain the giant snake, when Roger arrived, Amanda would have become a corpse.

　　 Roger walked to the corner near the door, where a gray snake head was lying on the ground.

　　 There is a looming black mist on the snake's head.

　　 "Interesting."

"what is that?"

　　 "The soul of a snake."

　　 "It's rare."

　　 Roger thought, "Is there any way to collect it, I should be able to use it."

　　 Peter just thought for a while and nodded, "Well, I'll try it."

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