Demon Hunter and His Hut

This is a thin woman with wet hair on her cheeks, her face can not be seen clearly, only a pair of round, bloodshot eyes can be seen from the gaps in the hair.

She is extremely thin, and she is as thin as a piece of paper, no, or she is just a piece of paper.

Because of her body being squashed, her hands and feet were stretched extremely long, she stood in the corner, but when she stretched out her hand, she could almost touch Roger who walked to the center of the room.

The woman opened her mouth and gave out a mental shock. The temperature in the room seemed to have dropped a lot, but Roger didn't seem to feel it, and he still wandered around the room on his own.

Walking from the living room to the kitchen, from the kitchen to the bathroom, Roger is like a picky customer looking for the holes in this room.

The woman followed Roger. She used many methods but failed to attract Roger's attention. She finally couldn't hold her back, and her body was stuck to the ground like a piece of paper.

Then he slid down Roger's feet along the smooth floor, and suddenly appeared in front of his eyes!

laugh!

But she didn't see the panic in the man's eyes. What greeted him was a short knife exuding a special breath!

Indole!

The short knife coated with evil spirit oil pierced the woman's forehead, desperately trying to escape, but there seemed to be a strange attraction on the knife, no matter how hard he struggled, there was no way to escape.

In just a few seconds, the woman's body was completely disintegrated, and then a black and gray area was left behind.

"This thing has killed a lot of people, and only a little bit can become a real evil spirit!"

Roger frowned.

Bordeaux is the location of the Hunter's branch. Here is a ghost unattended?

Thinking of the frequency of Henrik’s missions, Roger felt a hint of curiosity, which was not like a guild distribution should be.

He casually passed a place that a real estate company could find, wouldn't the Hunter's Guild notice it?

Or, is their manpower really scarce to the point where no one knows what the problem is?

If that is the case, then there is probably something big going on in Bordeaux!

Collecting the leftovers on the ground, Roger condensed his spirit, and a little change appeared in the room in front of him, and he turned a few times.

Finally found a small organ under the wall beside the fireplace, pulled out a brick wall, and placed a wooden box in it.

Inside the box are shocking **** photos.

The last picture shows a woman lying on a plastic floor, as if she had been run over by a road roller, with the minced meat sticking together like a paste of meatloaf.

This photo gives a very different feeling, and at the same time, the notice board also gives hints.

A picture full of resentment: a woman who was cruelly tortured and killed. Her resentful spirit was imprisoned in the photo forever. Although she has now been relieved, the long-term ban has caused some changes in this photo.

It can be used as a body for the spirit body and can be placed in the hunter's hut to slightly increase the preciousness of the hunter's hut.

"Good harvest."

Roger placed the photo next to him, put the rest back in place, and told Henrik about the incident. As for the rest, he left it to the Hunter's Guild.

Roger went downstairs in a good mood, and he could see the empty parking spaces downstairs...

After half an hour, Roger returned to the housing agency again. This time it was the manager who came out to greet him.

A bald middle-aged man.

They returned the consulting fee paid by Roger and compensated a large amount of liquidated damages. Roger has been in a rather daze about what happened.

However, he calculated it carefully. Not only did he obtain relevant information, he even made a fortune.

After checking the time, he drove by himself and drove the other haunted houses marked in the center of the house again. Although he couldn't enter the house and observe carefully, there was no place that met the standards for assimilation of the house.

It was late afternoon, and Roger took the materials that Henrik helped him to collect, and then drove back to Bay Town.

When I went back, the speed was relatively fast. When I got home and simply ate something, Roger took all the ingredients and went to the hunter's cabin.

As the setting sun went down, the surrounding woods were dyed red, and Anna was not seen. After entering the house, Roger began to dispense the second stage potion.

The battle really is the best catalyst, and it would take a few days before the first stage of adaptation can be completely passed.

However, after yesterday's fierce battle, Roger has already felt that the internal organs have fully adapted to the transformation of the potion, and the second stage can be started.

"The heart of the brown bear, the liver of the Bengal tiger, the spleen of the black panther..."

He took out the fresh materials, chopped and ground them in the same way, and then blended them with the pre-prepared base herbs.

The remaining parts are still useful, he now has the soul of the beast, and he is completely ready for the third stage.

In fact, the main material of the third stage is exactly the same as that of the second stage, but the weight is doubled and the soul of the beast is incorporated.

The specific method of use is also very different.

Looking at the black liquid that he finally got, Roger took a deep breath and poured his head up into his mouth.

The smelly liquid fell into the stomach, and it didn't take long for the efficacy of the medicine to begin to take effect.

Cone-like pain erupted from the body, and the medicine mixed together under the envelope of a mysterious power worked separately in the body.

The first is the heart.

It seems that a strong heart needle was inserted, the blood vessels were expanded, and the contraction of the myocardium became strong and powerful. During the transformation, the whole heart stopped beating for a while.

Something seemed to be stuffed into the chest cavity, and even the breathing stopped.

Over time, phantoms began to appear before Roger's eyes, partly because of pain and partly because of hypoxia.

However, because of the special bonus of the water ghost loot, Roger's oxygen consumption in his body was greatly reduced when he held his breath, helping him to survive the most difficult stage during the period when his heart stopped beating.

Next is the lungs.

The liver, the spleen, and the most important kidney!

The waist is warming, and the power is in effect!

I don't know how long it took, the sky outside completely darkened, and the second stage of transformation has been completed, this time he suffered slightly less than the first stage.

Climbing up from the ground ~www.NovelMTL.com~ He lay in bed and fell asleep.

Sleep till dawn.

Opening the door, Roger took a deep breath. His lung capacity had at least tripled compared to before the transformation began!

This has just been transformed. If you adapt, you should improve more.

Place the right palm on the left chest, and feel the heart beating powerfully across the thick muscles.

Looking for a wooden stick instead, Roger came to the training room. After a set of actions was completed, his trial swordsmanship had unexpectedly improved to level 2!

The trial of swordsmanship is more of a feedback on physical fitness. If all goes well, he may be able to upgrade the trial of swordsmanship to level 3 before getting the steel sword!

Then he will reach the theoretical limit of this body, and he will be only one step away from the transcendent state!

No one interrupted, all of Roger's spirit was devoted to cultivation.