Demon Hunter and His Hut

Bang!

It was another unskilled head-to-head.

Di Rio was suppressed by Roger again, and his fast-moving body was pushed out horizontally and crashed into the wall behind him.

Roger frowned.

This guy is actually very difficult, moving extremely fast, even if his strength is stronger than him, it is difficult not to be hurt by him in the face of this level of attack frequency.

Roger didn't think that Dirio was being alarmist. The red light on the tip of his gloves exuded a weird aura. Although he was not touched, Roger could also perceive the horror.

In the collision, the cursed sword collided with the red material on the tip of Dirio's glove, and even with the sharpness of the cursed sword, there was no way to break the sharpness.

Its firmness is evident.

More importantly, the black mist on the sword was missing in varying degrees during the collision. Obviously, these things had been absorbed by Dirio's gloves.

Although on the surface, Dirio was attacking like a mad dog. He seemed to have inexhaustible physical strength and went all out with every attack.

Roger seems to have the upper hand, but this guy is moving too fast, it is difficult for Roger to find a chance to hit him hard.

For the several kinds of seals he currently has, Igni and Alder will take a certain amount of time to activate.

Quinn used it for defense. As for the recently mastered Yaxie, Roger has never found a good opportunity to use it.

Another thing that made him feel weird was the surrounding rooms.

The wall that had just been knocked down by Dirio soon returned to normal.

He always felt that the space he was in was like a living thing, possessing the ability to repair itself.

"I have no malice against you."

Roger said softly while looking for Dirio.

He must keep the Kunen Fa Seal in a released state at all times, in addition to that, he also needs to be highly concentrated.

"I do not belong to the Knights of the Round Table, and I am not interested in what you are doing here. I came here just to learn about the history of this manor."

"There is also that mask. Although he may not be what I need, if you want, I may try to exchange other things with you."

Roger seemed sincere.

In exchange, Dirio attacked again and again.

The real battle is not as simple as in the game, there is so-called level suppression.

Strength, speed, skill, environment.

There are too many factors that can affect the outcome of a battle, and Roger has long understood this.

Although there is a gap in absolute energy between different levels, if you take it lightly because of this, you will definitely die miserably in the end.

Nuclear bombs can kill people, bullets can kill people.

Toothpicks are fine too.

Just when Roger was considering whether to lure the enemy into deep, looking for an opportunity to kill Dirio in one fell swoop.

There was a flower in front of him, and when he came back to his senses, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

The old room disappeared.

What appeared before Roger's eyes was a forest.

"what happened?"

The breeze was blowing, and he took a deep breath, and he could even smell the earth and grass.

"Since I can't play fast, then I will change my mind."

Roger held the sword in both hands and stood the sword in front of him.

The aura on his body gradually became heavier. With the blessing of Sword Heart, his understanding of swordsmanship was renewed every moment.

Recently, he has indeed relied too much on Kunen's ability to perceive the environment, and his sensitivity to attacks has decreased accordingly.

Suddenly changing the sword style, the aura on his body blended perfectly with the seal.

The bushes and woods blocked Roger's sight, which was indeed more conducive to Dirio's attack.

Suddenly Roger leaped forward, and then he moved his body horizontally and slashed over.

Bang!

Dirio's fast-moving body suddenly appeared, and the violent force pressed his head down in the next second, and Roger was unreasonable.

After one sword, there was another sword.

Strength, speed and angle are impeccable.

The stretching sword style was like the tide, Dirio wanted to get away, but Roger didn't give him a chance to breathe.

This feeling of mastering every sword stimulated Roger's nerves, and a barrier in his mind gradually became transparent.

Roger finally knew that although the core of Black Bear Swordsmanship was strength, it was not the kind of brute force that was felt under normal circumstances.

On the contrary, this kind of power refers to momentum, breath force moves, a powerful sword net woven from multiple angles, thus forming an airtight sense of oppression.

And this kind of power is the profound meaning of the bear.

【Qianjun】

The power of the mighty, the power of the mighty.

When the overwhelming pressure broke out at the last moment, the profound justice was enough to smash everything!

Fast and slow, movement and stillness.

At this moment, Roger had a new insight.

Seeing that the last sword was about to split Dilio into two, Roger's blade turned and the blade swept across.

Snapped!

He slapped Dirio's face with a sword.

"Give me that mask, and we can have a good talk."

But in the next second, Dirio's entire face shattered like porcelain.

In the flying debris, Roger saw Dirio's face stacked under layers, densely packed with sharp teeth!

"What the **** is this?"

In the next second, the stacked sharp teeth suddenly opened, and Dirio's entire head opened like a beast's mouth, biting at Roger!

Moving his feet, Roger retreated quickly, but at this moment Dior started from his head, and his body was gradually elongated.

The densely packed sharp teeth rolled up, and Roger couldn't even see the end of each round of teeth.

Endless teeth distorted Dirio's body. When Roger retreated more than ten meters away, what he saw was a fleshy column over 5 meters long with sharp teeth turned over!

Not only that, but the teeth on the meat pillar were spinning like gears, strangling towards Roger frantically.

Leaving aside Dirio's power after transforming, the picture alone seems to make people tremble all over.

"Weird bugs or aliens?"

The light of Igni's Fayin in his mind was radiant. Facing the flames that gushed out, Dirio did not continue to attack for some reason.

Just when Roger hesitated, he saw that the top spot of the pillar of meat continued to flip.

In the next second, a sunken head without a face came out of it.

This scene made Roger instantly think of the statue he saw in the fountain at the entrance of the manor.

"It turns out that those statues were sculpted by himself!"

The body continued to turn, and the torso below the head gradually formed, but Roger was just about to lift the sword to attack, but saw the towering chest under the head and the slender waist.

And under the lower abdomen...

"Fuck?!"

Roger's eyes widened in shock.

"This guy Dirio is a woman?"

"No~www.NovelMTL.com~No!"

Roger was confused. He recalled the whole process of Dirio's change. Starting from the head, the whole person seemed to be rolled in a circle from the inside out.

"The other side of him?"

Some enlightenment arose in my heart.

At this moment, a pleasant voice came, "Are there any enemies?"

The voice was a little confused, as if he had just awakened from a deep sleep and took over the body again.

Immediately after the voice, the owner stretched out his hand, a layer of rock on the ground was cut off, and when it fell on the woman's hand, it had become a delicate mask.

There are no facial features on the mask.

The woman raised her hand and pressed the mask in her hand to her faceless face.