Demon Hunter and His Hut

　　 Dickinson took Roger's eyes and noticed that Roger was not carrying any weapons, and the smile on his face became brighter.

　　 "Thank you for your trust, my friend."

"Come with me."

　　 opened the door and walked in.

　　 A luxuriously decorated hall appeared in front of him. The thickness of the carpet under his feet was just right, and the walls were covered with famous paintings from all over the world. Dickinson introduced to Roger as he walked.

　　 "This is the favorite tea set of the Duke of Norman more than two hundred years ago, and this painting is a masterpiece of the surrealist master of Faku..."

　　 His footsteps swept across Roger's face with a slight pause.

　　 "We are extraordinary, but the wealth in reality is of great significance to us. Once the transformation is completed, everything here is yours."

　　 Dickinson took Roger to the study on the second floor. The study was filled with a large number of books. When he came to the cherry wood desk, Dickinson picked up a stack of papers and handed them to Roger.

　　 "Sign it."

　　 "After signing this document, this manor and the property in it will belong to you."

　　 Click!

　　 Dickinson pressed a button on the table, and the bookshelves on the wall behind him pushed aside, and what appeared in front of Roger was a storage room covering a hundred square meters.

　　Various precious and extraordinary materials and herbs are placed in it.

　　 "These also belong to you."

　　 With Roger’s calm breathing, he couldn’t help but become a bit rush. He was looking forward to it at this time, "Don’t be related..."

　　 There are so many things, enough for Roger to practice for a long time.

　　 Dickinson pressed the switch again, and the bookshelves closed, "Okay, we can start the ceremony next."

　　 He took Roger to leave the study and continue upwards, to a room on the third floor.

　　 The room is very empty, with a huge chandelier hanging on the top.

　　 In the middle of the room, a complicated magic circle was drawn. In the middle of the circle, a young man knelt there with his eyes closed.

　　 Click, click!

　　 An iron fence suddenly fell from the window and door of the room, blocking all exits.

　　 "Don't worry, this is just to avoid unnecessary interference." Dickinson explained with a smile.

　　 Roger didn't speak, he just looked at the magic circle in front of him and the man on the circle. After entering the room, he became very vigilant.

　　 He now hopes that Dickinson and Araham have nothing to do with him, so that he can help Dickinson to complete the transformation and obtain a huge fortune.

　　Caibo is touching, no one can avoid being vulgar.

　　 "What do I need to do?"

　　 Roger asked actively.

　　 "In the process of conversion, the original owner's consciousness of this body will violently conflict with me. The degree and duration of the conflict will cause irreversible damage to this body."

　　 Dickinson explained.

　　 "Every time we change our body, we need to start practicing again. Different physical qualities and aptitudes will affect our promotion speed."

　　 "So generally speaking, when choosing to transform the body, we will choose those young people with outstanding talents and certain strength."

　　 "Such people have stronger instinct to resist."

　　 Dickinson glanced at Roger.

　　 "So I need your help to link our consciousness and spirit together through a special method."

　　 "Use the strength of both of us to suppress the instinctive resistance of this body together, and use the shortest time to avoid injury."

　　 "Spiritual connection?"

　　 Roger frowned.

　　 "Does it have to be this way?"

　　 "If this is the case, I am afraid I can't help you."

　　 Roger refused.

　　 There is a model of the hunter's cabin in his mental consciousness, and for whatever reason he cannot take such a risk.

　　 "What are you worried about?" Dickinson took a step forward.

　　 "Worry that I will harm you?"

　　 He sneered.

　　 "You are just an ordinary demon hunter who has just entered the supernatural, with limited strength and wealth, and I..."

　　 Accompanied by a low growl, Dickinson exploded with physical aura. He took a step forward again, and his whole body was suddenly raised by centimeters, and his thin body became burly.

　　 "The body I am using now awakens the bloodline when it enters the supernatural. Although the qualifications are ordinary, it is still much better than a demon hunter like you."

　　 Dickinson looked contemptuously.

　　 "No need to refute, your bloodline has no fluctuations, just the most common demon hunter."

　　 "What qualifications do you have to reject me like this?!" Dickinson asked.

　　 "I'm sorry!" Roger looked firm.

　　 He took a few steps back, "I think I should leave."

　　 The expression on Dickinson's face became more and more dangerous, and his aura continued to rise. Roger also slowly tightened his muscles, but when he thought that Dickinson was about to make a move.

　　 The momentum on the other side suddenly dropped, and Dickinson showed a smile on his face, "Sorry, I was too impulsive. I should respect your choice."

　　 "The materials lent to me before, I will return to you as soon as possible."

　　 "Double."

　　 Roger said.

　　 "No, no more."

　　 Dickinson grinned, the corners of his mouth almost pulled to his ears.

　　 "A little bit of trivial material, I don't need you to pay it back, compared to those..."

　　 "I want you more!"

　　 Before the words fell, the figure who had been kneeling on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were completely dark, and he suddenly bounced off the ground.

　　 Roger had been paying attention to the opponent's actions, but before he could react, there was a sharp breaking wind behind him.

　　 "There is still someone behind?!"

　　 Roger was startled, and swept behind him while dodge.

　　嗤!

　　 The powerful impact force hit Roger's ribs from another direction. As his body was knocked out, Roger saw a little ripple in the air.

　　 A vague figure flashed from it.

"invisible?"

　　 After landing, Roger did not immediately launch an attack, but rushed to the window as quickly as possible.

　　 "Dear Roger, where are you going?"

　　 Dickinson’s voice came.

　　 "Should the so-called ceremony be more than just a spiritual connection?" Roger sneered.

　　 "Of course not!" Dickinson smiled strangely.

　　 "It would be great if you were willing to obediently agree to me. Now that you don't want to, then we have to do it ourselves."

　　 In this closed room, Dickinson didn't seem to be in a hurry.

　　 "Be careful when you start, I want to live!"

His eyes turned into vertical pupils, and Roger's gaze quickly swept across the room, except for the figure whose body was deformed and rushed towards him~www.NovelMTL.com~ He didn't see Dickinson in the room except Other people.

　　 Seeing Dickinson who was calm and relaxed, Roger laughed, "It's a pity, you have been fooled."

　　 "The Hunter Guild already knew about the matter between you and Araham!"

　　 As soon as the voice fell, Dickinson's face changed abruptly, and Roger was certain in his heart. After confirming this, a lot of things would be easier to do afterwards.

　　 The strength that Araham showed was too terrifying. He had to obtain some evidence before he could get the help of Mr. Sean.

　　 At this moment, the deformed monster had already arrived in front of Roger. Roger's right hand pierced out like a poisonous snake and punched the monster's throat bone.

　　 There was a crisp sound, Roger pinched the monster's neck, and at the same time a transparent figure flashed from behind Roger.

　　 There was a smile at the corner of his mouth, and Roger stretched out his left hand without looking back, his mind was full of light.

　　 Orange flames gushing out.

　　 The fire light illuminates the entire room like sunlight, and the figure in the attacking posture is completely exposed to the flame.

　　 "The angle is just right."

　　 "Boom!"

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