Demon Hunter and His Hut

Roger was shocked and rushed forward quickly.

Obviously, Lori died, this weird weapon completely abandoned the existing host, and seemed to leave here through an unknown channel.

Then look for a new host.

He Gewei came here a long distance, and experienced a series of battles. Seeing that the cursed thing was about to arrive, how could Roger watch this thing disappear before his eyes.

He didn't have a good solution at this time, and he hadn't waited for the seal in his hand to be activated.

【Alder】

The air wave swept through, and the black mist-shrouded weapon was affected. The direction was deflected, and after landing, it could not be accurately inserted into the gap at the top of the grave.

But soon the black smoke entangled the sword of curse and flew again, this time Roger chose the more powerful Igni reaction.

However, for Igni's Fayin, the cursed sword, which was originally a metal, did not respond much, but the black smoke that hovered around the sword became thinner.

It looks like it should be the evil spirit above, eroded by the energy of the flame.

At this time Roger was already standing on the grave, and he was waving the sword of the waning moon witch in his hand.

The cursed sword in midair spontaneously fought Roger under the entanglement of the black mist.

Without the host, his abilities are naturally greatly restricted, but there is also no physical limitation, and the attack angle of the curse sword is even more tricky.

The scene before him reminded Roger of the celestial fighting method in Xiuxian.

Both swords were swung very fast, and they hit dozens of times with just a few breaths.

Click!

There was a soft sound, Roger Dingqing looked at.

After repeated impacts, a clear crack appeared on the sword of the waning moon witch in his hand.

This weapon followed Roger through many battles, but in the final analysis, he was still made of vanilla iron, and the most precious transcendental material was nothing more than the skull of a waning moon witch.

Judging from Roger's current strength, the material of the weapon in his hand is indeed a bit too low.

An Alderfa Seal broke out again, knocking the cursed sword floating in midair into the air.

Suddenly, there was a flash of inspiration in Roger's mind, his wrist was spinning, and the sword of the waning moon witch in his hand was straight down.

laugh!

After a soft sound, the steel sword was firmly inserted into the gap at the top of the grave.

And the cursed sword that flew upside down at this time also just flew to the top of the grave.

It revolved around the graveyard twice, but its original position was already occupied by the sword of the waning moon witch, and the sword of curse was shaking violently but there was nowhere to hold its sword.

At this moment, the same energy fluctuations came, and there was a trance in front of him, and the towering graves seemed likely to disappear in place at any time.

The cursing sword spun quickly, and then pierced into the gap occupied by the waning moon witch sword without hesitation.

"Can it be like this?"

Roger's eyelids twitched slightly, and he subconsciously stepped forward, reaching out to hold the hilt between the curses.

At this moment, the energy fluctuation in the air reached its limit, and at the moment when the towering grave pile was about to disappear, Roger's right hand also held the hilt on the grave pile.

He didn't know at this time whether he was holding the sword of cursing or the sword of the waning moon witch.

Without time to think about it at the critical moment, Roger grabbed the hilt and pulled it out forcefully.

"laugh!"

The sound of the blade rubbing against the rock came. In a trance, Roger's sight fell into the darkness through the gap where the steel sword was inserted. In the surging black mist, he seemed to see a Gothic...

Old castle.

Wait for him to recover.

The illusion disappeared, and there were no grave piles and rocks in front of me.

Roger lowered his head and saw a steel sword in his hand.

"What is this?"

Roger was a little startled.

At this moment, what he was holding was neither the sword of the waning moon witch nor the sword of the original curse.

It looks more like a combination of the two.

This weapon was longer and heavier than the original waning moon witch. It was waved at random, and the weight and length were completely in line with Roger's current physical condition.

It feels peculiar, as if it was tailor-made for him.

Roger just remembered at this time. After the abnormal change, Lori, even without a head, was close to two meters in height.

At that time, the cursed sword in his hand seemed very huge, matching his body shape perfectly.

This situation is exactly the same as Roger at this time.

The color of the entire weapon is not completely black, and the sharp blade reflects a special luster.

Upon closer inspection, the gloss seemed to be the black smoke lingering on the sword.

Roger hesitated now with such a weapon.

He opened the notice panel in his consciousness.

In the final analysis, this is a cursed item. According to Gewei, every cursed item has a specific method of use.

The more powerful curse items require harsher conditions to activate, and similarly, the greater the side effects and harmfulness.

Many of the cursed items directly feed on the soul, or consume the flesh and life of the user!

This is very scary. No one will easily use such a thing until the moment of crisis.

[Sword of Curse]:

Status: incomplete, to be merged.

This is a powerful cursed item, and the cursed sword in its complete state can provide the holder with an endless stream of dark power.

This power allows users to become fearless of pain, fear, and injury.

Every time a creature is killed, the blade will launch a curse, pulling part of the soul of the dead creature into it and becoming a part of the majestic dark energy.

This is a weapon of the dead. The holder does not need the five senses to perceive the surrounding situation. In order to avoid interference, the deceased selected as the host will chop off his head under the control of the cursed sword.

When the strength reaches a certain level, the host will sign a contract with the cursed sword. Before the battle, the night beast formed by dark energy will bring the cursed sword to the holder.

When the fit between the two reaches its peak, the holder's body is the scabbard of the cursed sword, after being full of blood.

The host will insert the cursed sword into his body from the neck, and the soul and blood on the sword will become the nourishment for the host's body.

The man and the sword have never distinguished each other from now on.

Seeing this, Roger couldn't help but secretly startled.

The real cursed sword is where people drive the sword~www.NovelMTL.com~ All hosts are puppets of this cursed item.

He controlled each host to fight, time and time again, until the host who possessed him collapsed and died.

At that time, the cursed sword of blood and soul will choose a new and stronger host.

A new cycle begins.

In any host, this cursed item becomes more and more powerful.

The so-called headless knight Rams may be just one of his more famous hosts.

Compared with the power of this weapon, Roger is more concerned about whether it can be used for himself.

Having lost the sword of the waning moon witch, this weapon in his hand is already Roger's only hope.

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