Demon Hunter and His Hut

Barron.

As the capital of Faku, like the fog, it is one of the best international cities in Europe.

France’s romance is well known all over the world. It attracts passionate men and women from all over the world, the Arc de Triomphe, Notre Dame Cathedral, and the most famous of which is the iron tower that stands in the center of the city.

Roger was already aware of the iron tower and its surrounding environment. At this time, he took the mask presented to him by Crodia, and its appearance and body qualities were very different from before.

What they wear is not much different from the men and women who come to travel.

Roger originally planned to set the time in the early morning, when the sun was full and there were not too many pedestrians, but after thinking about it, the Paladin changed the time to noon.

That's when there are the most tourists in a day.

Maybe he did it for his own safety.

In fact, near these famous scenic spots, there have not been extraordinary incidents, but this kind of guys who risked the world to make shocking behaviors, every one of them died miserably.

Regardless of strength.

This made Roger feel the strength of the Privy Council from another aspect.

They may have more important things to do, but this does not mean that after something has happened, they have no ability to make up for and punish those who did wrong.

Looking at the watch, the hands coincide and the time comes to noon.

"Mr. Mist made you wait for a long time."

A voice suddenly sounded from my ear.

Roger turned his head in amazement, and he didn't know when there was a tall man beside him.

The appearance is ordinary, wearing casual clothes that can be seen everywhere, and carrying a black briefcase in his hand.

"Your disguise is really thorough."

The tall man, the Paladin, said.

"You're not bad." Roger looked at the Paladin a few times, and to be honest, with his eyesight at this time, he couldn't tell the true strength of the Paladin.

It's weird.

The breath seems to be fluctuating all the time.

"So... the transaction begins?"

"Is it here?"

The Paladin asked.

"Where are your things?" Roger's gaze fell on the briefcase in the hands of the Paladin.

"I have prepared a Barron Travel Guide with one page in it, I think you will like it."

The Paladin opened the zipper, took out a children's book from it, opened one of the pages and showed it to Roger.

Inside the page is a green island surrounded by clear water. There are seabirds hovering in the sky as the waves crash.

"Where's your stuff?" The paladin's hands squeezed the page tightly.

"it's here."

Roger said unhurriedly, unzipping the jacket, digging into the inner pocket, and then pulling out a lantern from the paladin's astonished gaze!

It feels very weird.

It's as if someone took out a one-meter long stick from your trouser pocket under your eyelids!

"This...what's going on?"

The Paladin's eyes widened.

To know. The larger the area of ​​the cursed land, the more comprehensive the rules, the more stable its internal space. Some cursed items will also form a small internal space for special reasons.

However, the structure of this space is easily affected by the surrounding environment and changes, causing the items stored in it to be lost or damaged.

So like the Qiankun bag and storage ring in Xiuxian, Roger hasn't seen it in this world.

As for the Paladin, he did have a silver manuscript in his hand, which contained a small world, but every time this world was opened and closed, it was magnificent.

If you want to be a target, please try.

That's why he was extremely astonished at Roger's act of pulling out a lantern from his pocket.

In fact, Roger just connected the shadow hut from the shadow between the clothes, and then took out the lantern for the pale blood from the storage box.

Almost instantly, the Paladin smashed the lantern and sucked the pale blood into his body. At the same time, Roger also took the book in his hand.

"all the best."

The Paladin stepped back carefully.

"I plan to leave now."

"me too."

The two looked at each other, smiled at each other, withdrew a few steps back, turned and disappeared in the crowd.

At the same time, on a building near the iron tower, a sluggish woman put down the telescope in her hand. She picked up the phone and said to the other side:

"Your people had better be around the tower."

"This time the target is a young man. He is wearing a gray jacket with a checkered shirt and jeans underneath."

"Oh, he is standing at the bottom of the tower..."

"You better hurry up."

The woman's expression is dull, like a marionette.

While she was speaking, a young man in the crowd took off his hood and fixed his gaze on a tall man carrying a briefcase.

"I feel it now!"

"Throbbing in his body..."

"That belongs to my blood!"

Trying to suppress the excitement on his face, "Paladin, please make you happy for a while, you can't escape!"

"Hehe."

"As for the so-called Mr. Mist, you'd better not come here for the transaction in person, otherwise Lancelot's people will definitely cause you some trouble."

"Let's fight, it's better to die more people, if even Lancelot is also dead...Tsk tsk, then the whole of Europe will be lively."

At this time, Roger, who was walking fast, also found an abnormality.

He pretended to admire the scenery, but everything around him was already in sight. With a masked disguise, he was not noticed by anyone even if he turned on the hunter's vision.

"Extraordinary?"

"Is it a Paladin or Araham's ambush?" Roger's muscles tightened.

He condensed his spirit, and at the same time felt the distance between the pale blood and himself.

For today's transaction, he had been prepared for a long time. Although the Paladin took away the pale blood, unless he immediately swallowed it and absorbed it, Roger would definitely be aware of it.

Several people in the distance gradually surrounded themselves in a triangle shape, Roger mixed in the crowd, slowly clenching his fists.

His vigilance also aroused the vigilance of other people. The eyes of several people collided in the air, and the surrounding pedestrians seemed to disappear. Everyone only saw each other.

The battle seems to be about to start at any time!

Somewhere on the upper level of the tower ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Lancelot's silver hair was flying in the air, and he looked down at what was happening under his feet.

All beings are crawling under their feet, and everything seems to be under control.

"Fool, do you think you can control everything by hiding behind the scenes?" Lancelot sneered.

"As long as there is a purpose, it will definitely be exposed."

"Did Bowes keep up with the other guy?" Lancelot asked.

Someone nodded, "He is ready to attack at any time!"

"Let Bose catch the guy who left, and the next three will deal with the so-called big fish."

"At the same time, be prepared. When we launch an attack, the guy hiding behind the scenes will definitely jump out."

"Find him and drag them all into our world!"

"The world under the Barron Tower!"