Demon Hunter and His Hut

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"what?"

Roger completely changed his face, and his chest was full of blood. Although the thing didn't hit him directly, it just knocked him out due to the pressure of the powerful air.

Without any hesitation, Roger turned and ran in the direction he came.

An unknown danger was approaching behind him, but even so, Roger did not let go of his full speed, the fog became denser and he could barely see the surrounding scenery.

He moved forward cautiously holding the sword, afraid of another unknown monster rushing out of the fog.

The distance of a few tens of meters was spent in Roger's horror.

Due to the low visibility, he even almost missed it from Veronica's villa.

Although he didn't know what would happen if he died in a dream, Roger never wanted to try it lightly.

After closing the door tightly, he quickly checked the other rooms and closed the doors and windows. Roger came to a room on the third floor.

He opened the curtains, leaned against the wall, and looked out carefully.

The fog rolled and the heavy footsteps approached.

Bang bang bang!

The thick mist rolled around like clouds, and something seemed to stir in it.

The fog outside the window was so thick that Roger couldn't see the scenery outside even if he got so close. As the footsteps drifted away, his nervous mood gradually relaxed.

"What the **** is that?"

When he came into this world, Roger also came into contact with some extraordinary creatures, but none of them gave him such a strong sense of oppression like the one just now.

He didn't even see the opponent's appearance clearly. Judging from the audible voice and the area of ​​the fog that the opponent stirred when he walked, he was definitely a big guy!

"Is it because the dream has magnified the fear in my heart?"

Roger didn't have any clues for a while.

He had never experienced a similar incident. After walking around the house for a while, there was a sudden hunger in his stomach.

"This dream is too real, will you feel pain, hunger and fatigue?"

Turning on the faucet, no drop of water came out, and the refrigerator in the kitchen was empty. There were many bottles in the underground wine cellar, but there was no drop of liquid inside.

Without food or water, even a demon hunter cannot hold on for too long.

"The first demon hunter to be starved to death in a dream?"

Roger now is just like being trapped on an isolated island, but he still has hope at that time, and now he can't find a way to leave, and there is an unknown danger hidden in the fog.

At most three or two days, the pressure of materials can drag him down.

You can boil for a few more days without food, but without water...

Roger was also a little impatient for a while.

"call……"

He slowly relaxes, sits on the floor mat in the living room, gathers his energy and starts to meditate.

After a period of time, his mood gradually stabilized, his mental power became highly concentrated, and he slowly entered the state.

I don't know how long it took. When Roger woke up again, the hunger in his stomach became more intense.

If there is really no way, he can only go out and drag the monster that he killed just now back.

Although disgusting, I can't take care of so much to survive.

There was still a vast expanse of whiteness outside, and there seemed to be no change between day and night, but Roger gradually discovered a little pattern.

The fog outside the window slowly receded, and he was able to leave here and explore the surroundings without the fog.

After another period of time, according to Roger's estimation, it was equivalent to one night, and the fog outside completely dissipated.

He took the weapon and pushed open the door.

The moment the door opened, Roger couldn't help but stare at the scene in front of him.

The familiar garden, the asphalt road disappeared, and the street in front of me completely changed its appearance. The ground was paved with bluestone, smooth and shiny.

Rows of villas have been replaced by single-family houses, retro style, the sky is still gray and the sun cannot be seen, looking around, it is a completely strange place.

"what happened?"

Roger walked carefully into the street.

He looked in the direction he had just moved forward. Naturally, there were no more corpses there. Some were just houses with a string of jingle hanging on the wooden doors, and there was a crisp jingle in the wind.

"This dream is so weird."

"Now that the fog has dissipated, you must speed up the exploration, otherwise the next time the fog falls, and you will endure for a few days, even if there is no fighting, you will starve to death!

Looking at the unfamiliar street, his previous familiarity with the Rose Street villa area did not play any role here, but he couldn't sit still because of it. Roger looked up and found no obvious buildings.

He hesitated for a moment, and chose to be straight ahead, but just as he turned around and planned to remember the surrounding environment, his face was shocked again.

The three-story villa behind him turned into a two-story. The wooden house looked a bit dilapidated. Following the opened door, he could see the old furnishings inside.

"When was it changed?"

"Is there something by my side?"

A trace of cold sweat climbed on his back, and Roger drew out the steel sword. His memory would never go wrong. Before going out, the room here still maintained its previous appearance.

Creak!

There was a harsh rubbing sound from the wooden door, and Roger entered the room again with the weapon in his hand.

This house was not cut off by one floor, but was completely changed from the inside to the outside.

The wooden boards on the ground were a bit shabby, and there was a moldy smell everywhere in the room. A rocking chair was placed near the window in the living room on the first floor. The air from outside flowed into the house, and the rocking chair shook slightly.

Dilapidated and quiet.

Except for simple furniture, this is like an ordinary old house.

The houses were inspected one by one, until he came to a door on the back of the second floor, Roger slowly stopped.

From under the door crack, a light flashed faintly.

"Someone inside?"

Taking a deep breath, he dashed forward and kicked on the door with his leg up!

Bang!

There was a strong anti-shock force. The seemingly thin wooden door was harder than metal. Roger was caught off guard and made too much strength. The soles of his feet were numb, and the whole person was directly bounced out!

Hit the wall behind ~www.NovelMTL.com~ He stabilized his figure.

"It's weird."

With the kick just now, Roger felt that he hadn't hit the door at all. Before he could touch the wooden board, he was bounced back by a strange force.

He stood in front of the door again, and the steel sword slashed from top to bottom.

Huh!

There was a burst of viscous resistance from the blade, and the terrible power bounced back in the next second, the tiger's mouth burst, and the weapon came out!

"No, there seems to be a strange energy protecting this place."

"If you can't find a way to deal with it, you won't be able to open it with brute force."

After too long a delay, Roger picked up the weapon and quickly went downstairs and walked out of the door. Fortunately, the street outside did not change again.

But when he was planning to leave with his sword, he suddenly noticed something strange!