Demon Hunter and His Hut

The Faceless Man has an exquisite mind. Just looking at Roger's expression, he probably guessed what he was thinking at this time.

She stood up, starting from the skin of her toes, blooming layer by layer like a flower.

When all the changes converge on the head, the Faceless Man has an extra set of decent dresses.

"You misunderstood, I didn't mean it in this regard. The abnormalities in my body can be easily seen by someone with a heart, so in another state, I will suppress my strength and let myself behave as normal as possible.

The Faceless Man explained.

"But that guy Dirio is so impulsive, he has too many desires, and it's easy to cause me some trouble."

Roger nodded.

"Although I don't know your purpose for calling these people here, what that guy did with the mask on the high platform obviously exceeded the tolerance limit of the Knights of the Round Table."

"Even if you have escaped the investigation by the Knights of the Round Table, it won't be long before trouble will come to you."

"Indeed it is."

The Faceless Man also agreed, "So I hope I can get your help."

She looked at Roger.

This woman may not have a face that really belongs to her, so every mask she wears is a disguise for her. From the expression and eyes, Roger has no way to guess what she is thinking.

He spread his hands helplessly.

"So I should at least know what your purpose is?"

He had vaguely guessed the bargaining chip of the Faceless Man seeking cooperation, no matter from which aspect he considered, he could not find a reason to refuse.

The Faceless Man stared at Roger for a long time, "This is a little secret, but it is indeed a prerequisite for forming an alliance."

She walked to the wall and pointed to the delicate mask hanging on the wall.

"These are beautiful artworks, aren't they?"

Roger nodded.

"But if I tell you that every mask here is alive and belongs to one of my sides, would you believe it?"

"All of them?"

Roger was indeed a little surprised, because the masks on the wall were densely packed with more than hundreds of them.

"My nickname in the Paranormal Society is the Faceless Man. I think Dickinson should have told you that our nickname there not only represents an identity, but also vaguely implies our race."

She gently took off the mask on her face.

The horrible hollow cheek appeared before Roger's eyes again.

"Our race is completely different from the human body. In a sense, it's even different from any creatures known in this world."

"Naturally, our promotion channels are fundamentally different from ordinary people."

"I'm in the third stage now. According to your strength, it is about the level of the full moon witch."

"To enter the next stage, I need to collect a thousand faces and satisfy the desires of these faces."

Hearing this, Roger's face showed a trace of sorrow.

Everything he experienced when he came to this manor was full of drunken fans, pointing to some of the most primitive desires of mankind.

Lust, money, food, blood, and the last immortality.

The Faceless Man nodded.

"To be honest, the weird mask Dirio found helped me a lot. The desire for immortality is carved into the genes of every creature."

"This kind of desire is the most direct and strongest. In just a few months, my progress has been amazing. If this continues, I may soon be able to satisfy a thousand desires and gather a thousand faces."

"Then enter the fourth stage."

Roger read the hidden meaning in the eyes of the Faceless Man, and he took the initiative to speak: "So are you planning to let me do the things Dirio did before for you?"

The Faceless Man nodded.

"What's wrong? You can get the mask and help me deal with the related matters. We will get what we need."

Roger shook his head decisively.

"I don't want to cause trouble."

"The blood ritual plus the transformation of ordinary humans, this is Dublin, the capital of Elder, and the Knights of the Round Table will not sit idly by."

"The Knights of the Round Table has 12 deputy heads, each of which has a fighting power equivalent to that of the Moon Witch, and this is just the power of the Knights of the Round Table."

"The energy that the Privy Council will hide in the dark is even more terrifying. We have no chance."

"If we continue, we will only be wiped out."

Roger looked at the Faceless Man.

"After all, our identity is not visible."

The Faceless Man was silent, then put on the mask again.

"What you said makes sense."

"In the past, these things were handled by Dirio..."

Faceless people seem very embarrassed.

Roger's heart moved, "Since your purpose is to collect desires, just be careful not to touch the nerves of the Knights of the Round Table, and do not use that radical method."

"We should be safer."

"Is that right?"

Roger asked tentatively.

The Faceless Man nodded.

"It's just a lot slower."

Roger's eyes became brighter and brighter, and an idea gradually formed in his mind.

"The method you are using is too crude. You may be able to try to add some new changes and use quantity to replace quality."

"If everything goes well, the speed will definitely be slower than before, but it will be relatively safer."

The Faceless Man also came interested.

"Do you have a way?"

Roger nodded, but another person's name popped up in his mind.

"This kind of thing, for that guy, must be quite insightful, right?"

Good friends, pull over and help.

Roger looked at the faceless man with a sluggish posture, "Brother, I asked you to come here to help you solve the big problem of the lower body."

For such a superb woman, one is enough.

Hmm, as Roger thought, his heart slowly made up his mind.

"I need to prepare."

"In this case, everything in the manor will be handed over to you from now on."

The faceless man was talking, his head suddenly rotated 180 degrees.

Immediately on the back of her head, a bone mask slowly emerged. She took off the mask and passed it to Roger's hand.

"This thing is yours."

Roger was taken aback for a moment, and he didn't even know whether he should reach out and pick up the mask.

"Do you believe me that way?"

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the faceless man.

"I have a thousand faces, but only one heart, and my heart tells me that you are trustworthy."

"In addition..."

The Faceless Man smiled slightly ~www.NovelMTL.com~ You can't escape if you took my things. "

At that moment, Roger felt a pair of eyes in the void staring firmly at him.

This woman is more terrifying than imagined.

"Ok."

Roger took the mask.

"Happy cooperation."

The Faceless Man smiled slightly.

"From now on you can call me Crodia."

Rubbing the bone mask in his hand, Roger felt the abnormal fluctuations passed by the dominoes stored next to him.

He knew that this thing must have a close connection with Anna.

(End of this chapter)