Demon Hunter and His Hut

"It didn't take long for me to get rid of the control of the Privy Council. I originally planned to find a chance to escape from the Knights of the Round Table by means of suspended animation."

"But the sudden emergence of the dark tide made me change my mind. A hundred years ago, there was a similar incident. It was during that incident that Commander Green rose."

"This is a crisis, but it is also an opportunity."

Gao Wen replied.

"Our soul does not belong here, and the conflict with the body makes it difficult for us to condense pale blood through normal methods, and then enter the fourth level."

"This time the Kuroshio may be a rare opportunity."

He sighed.

"This sudden change allowed me to expose my identity and leave the Knights of the Round Table."

"We are so weak, not to mention the Privy Council hidden behind the scenes. It is the Knights of the Round Table and the other two forces. I can't get what I want from the cracks."

"We must unite everyone to find a way out!"

He looked at Roger.

"You now have a part of the pale blood. It is very likely that you will walk in front of all of us. This will let others see the light."

"So I must choose you!"

"As for why is it now?"

Gawain pursed his lips slightly, "Because there is not much time left for us."

"Lancelot has hunted countless otherworldly souls for the Knights of the Round Table for so many years. Recently, his hunting frequency has been getting lower and lower. Do you know what this means?"

"Meaning a sharp decrease in the number of souls in other worlds?" Roger answered tentatively.

"No." Gawain shook his head.

"Because they have eaten enough, they have collected a sufficient number of alien souls."

He looked at Roger, "You don't think the 12 Knights of the Round Table were born out of thin air, do you?"

"They were created by the Privy Council from countless souls from other worlds through special tantric rituals."

"When a new knight is born, old guys like me with frequent failures should be swept into the trash can to make way for the newcomers!"

I don't know if it was an illusion. Roger always felt that Gawain seemed to mean something, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that he hadn't revealed any flaws from beginning to end, and he shouldn't be able to guess his true identity.

"The birth of a new knight is just like a new weapon. The weapon needs to be run in and needs to be full of blood."

"Is there a better goal than us?"

There was a smile on Gawain's mouth.

"Just like 100 years ago, the butcher knife was raised, and then the blood ran into a river!"

He looked at Roger, leaning forward slightly, and stretched out a finger, "So for you and me, we must all make a choice at this critical moment!"

"Join us, and then together, win a ray of life in this big era!"

Roger didn't say anything, but looked at Gawain quietly, as if making a judgment.

"In the Foreign Spirit Society, have you ever seen a descendant 50 years ago?"

Gawain shook his head.

"They are all dead, without exception!"

"We chased and killed a powerful guy more than 20 years ago. In that battle, 6 knights of the Round Table were severely injured. After returning, we immediately carried out the inheritance ceremony."

"Even Lancelot and I were beaten to death."

"Can you imagine?"

"That was a guy who had just entered Tier 4, but in the end he still died, and was consumed by our lives."

Gawain sighed, "It was in that heavy injury that I became who I am now."

"What I want to say is that there is no hope for it alone."

"If you want, I can make you the president, and I will assist you!"

Towards the end, Gawain opened the final trump card.

Tuk tuk!

Roger tapped his index finger lightly on the table. He rubbed the texture of the wood, raised his head and looked at Gawain, and firmly refused:

"No, I'm not interested."

Roger didn't have much interest in forming the so-called forces. Six months ago, he was still an ordinary person. In the past six months, he rushed around and experienced countless killings and growth.

The excessive growth speed has honed Roger's mental will, but there are also many things that cannot be easily changed in a short time.

Since the journey, at the very beginning, forced to panic about the unknown, he worked hard to improve his strength, waited hard to integrate into this extraordinary world, and achieved a little balance, and was able to enjoy a stable life, but he was involved because of an accident. Crescent City Incident.

Araham was like a sword hanging high above his head. He forced Roger to leave the place he was familiar with and came to Elder to rebuild his power.

With the help of the Hunter's Lodge, Roger finally obtained the fighting power of the third-order peak and successfully killed Araham, completely solving the biggest hidden danger in his heart.

Now as long as the suspicion is removed, there will be no crisis in a short period of time, quietly accumulating strength, and growing to Tier 4 with the hunter's hut.

Or level 5.

Even if there is a little accident at that time, as long as one's strength is enough, no one can do anything to himself.

If he is just an ordinary alien, and has experienced decades of life and hiding, then he might understand Gao Wen's thoughts and original intentions.

But for the current Roger, he doesn't have any sense of belonging to the foreign spirit society, and even deep in his heart, he has always regarded himself as a pure person.

Spend a quiet and peaceful day, and then work hard to accumulate strength.

This is Roger's best choice at present.

Maybe a year or two, with a hunter hut, he can grow to the top of Tier 4 or Tier 5.

Until then.

The whole world is his back garden.

Isn't this fragrant?

If you don't choose this, would you be foolishly fooling around with Gao Wen about the so-called foreign spirit society, and then be chased by the high-level privy council, hiding and wandering around?

To grow and improve in despair?

A flash of disappointment flashed in Gawain's eyes, "I thought you were different from them, but I didn't expect your mind to be so narrow."

"Today you are unwilling to help me, then one day when you face an attack from the Privy Council, you will find that no one around you can provide a helping hand for you."

"You can't hide, the sword of destiny is already hanging above your head, and it will fall down sooner or later. I hope you are ready to endure it by then!"

Roger shook his head slowly.

"I don't believe in the so-called destiny, I only believe in my own strength."

Gawain's ups and downs returned to normal, and he sighed ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Maybe I was wrong, that shouldn't be called destiny, it is the crush of the times! "

"Some things have already been engraved in your soul."

"You can't avoid it, you can't erase it!"

"It's destined to happen, it's just a matter of time."

"call……"

He let out a sigh, and the atmosphere became a little quiet because of Roger's refusal.

But Roger still didn't change his mind under Gao Wen's persuasion. He didn't want to get involved in this muddy water, but only wanted to silently improve his strength.

"In this case……"

Gao Wen hesitated and said.

"Let's change a condition."

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