Demon Hunter and His Hut

The squeezing feeling on his body disappeared, and Roger felt that he had come to another space, but he hadn't waited for him to adjust to the environment and look around.

A hoarse and majestic voice sounded directly from his mind.

"I'm hungry!!"

The sound exploded abruptly in Roger's brain. He was unprepared. His mind was dizzy. Roger took a deep breath and hurriedly condensed the mental power in his mind.

Hum!

His head wanted to be hit by a sledgehammer, and the scene in front of him became abstract. In the depths of the brain, the funnel-shaped circle formed by the five seals spontaneously resisted under the impact of powerful force.

But even so, the powerful impact still made Roger's eyes black.

"what happened?"

The sound came suddenly, as if it was just casual, but even so, it took Roger three full seconds to return to normal.

Although the time is short, if he has the heart, it is enough to make him die countless times.

He shook his head to drive away the dizziness in his brain, and then looked around.

The surrounding area was dim, with black smoke shrouded in his head, and his location at this time seemed to be the top of a hill.

But just a glance, Roger lost the mood to continue checking.

The area here is too small, not even comparable to half of his garden.

He walked to the edge, and his feet were also surrounded by black smoke. Unlike the space around the shadow hut, the black smoke here made Roger aware of some dangers.

Roger unbuttoned a button casually and tossed it lightly, and the button flew out of the area where the top of the mountain was.

In the next second, the surrounding black smoke wrapped the golden buttons like a living thing, and was immediately covered by black smoke.

"Disappeared."

It felt strange that Roger couldn't even describe whether the button was transported to other worlds, or was completely extinguished by the completely opposite force.

He lowered his head, and there was a black puddle where he appeared just now.

Bending down, Roger looked through the puddle and saw the passage outside the shadow hut.

"The Gate of Water."

The shape of the gate in this world turned out to be invisible liquid.

Roger stretched out his hand to test it, and a cold touch came. A kind of traction spread from his palm to his body. He "seeed" the broken passage. He knew that he could return to the world where the shadow hut was at any time as long as he wanted.

Standing here Roger felt a completely different feeling from standing on the ground outside the shadow hut.

Perhaps the scenery here is the norm in the shadow world.

"Where is the food?"

Roger was thinking about it when the strange voice came again, and his brain pierced, but he quickly reacted and resisted the aggression.

Then look in the direction from which consciousness came.

A black boulder.

The stone merged with the mountain at his feet, and he couldn't observe it if he didn't look carefully. Roger walked to the stone, and he didn't notice the strong breath from behind the stone.

Stepping forward, the soles of the feet pierced the stones easily, and the eyes were dark, and a passage appeared under the feet.

Roger stood there thinking for a while, his clothes changed shape, and a black hood appeared on his head. When he stretched out his hand in the dark, the sword of shadow jumped onto his hand automatically.

Ready, Roger stepped down.

Unknown may represent danger, but for whatever reason, he should check it now.

Most of his body was shrouded in shadows, and his ability in the shadows was improved. Roger was always prepared not to fight, but to flee.

There are no steps under the feet, and the passage is tortuous, sometimes wide and sometimes narrow. In this environment, even Roger's sight is affected.

It is not an influence in the physical sense, but a special energy disturbing him.

Make him unable to see clearly.

He could feel the stickiness under his feet and the stench in the passage, and the surrounding walls did not seem to be stones.

It feels soft and hard, more like the flesh and blood of a certain creature.

"Am I in the body of a huge monster at this time?"

Roger sketched the terrain in all areas as he walked down.

This is a basic quality for the Demon Hunter.

But before long, Roger frowned and stopped.

"How can it be?"

After repeated reforms, Roger was confident in himself that this simple technique would never go wrong, but just now, the topographic maps outlined in his mind overlapped.

The two roads intersect.

There was a collision in space.

This is obviously a paradox.

Record the topography at this time, and Roger continued to walk forward. The more he can walk, the more mistakes he can make. The overlapping area gradually expands and the number of channels increases.

Before long, the terrain in his mind has become a mess.

"Is energy interfering with my perception?"

Roger believes that his judgment of direction may be wrong, but his method of measurement does not rely entirely on feeling.

The same stride length, multi-angle comparison...

"The channel is moving?"

It is almost like a maze here. If the passage will adjust by itself, Roger feels that he will never be able to reach the real core area.

Soon, he stopped again.

There was a fork in front of him, and there was more than one.

At this moment, the cursed sword that Roger was holding in his hand suddenly trembled, the sword body whispered, and the black energy enveloped on it rolled.

Roger relaxed a little and walked forward following the strength of the sword.

"Eat, eat!"

The voice came to mind again, along the way, he had heard similar voices several times, and he had been mentally prepared for it.

I have found a way to deal with it, and I am less and less affected. The sound is extremely penetrating, but it doesn't seem to be autonomous, it just repeats mechanically.

It's like a program.

The surroundings became more and more depressing, and as they continued to move forward, the voice became louder and louder. In addition to repeated urging, there seemed to be some other meanings in the ending.

It is an unknown language, a real voice.

In fact, what Roger had heard before had always been a kind of mental transmission, but after these transmissions, as he deepened, he heard some real sounds.

Tick!

There was liquid on the shoulders, red blood.

The touch under my feet is unbearable, creamy and sticky.

After finally passing through a long passage, he broke free from the narrow space, and a blood-red hall appeared in front of him.

This seems to be a broken palace.

A strange light came in from the dome.

Luo Ji squinted in the direction where the light came from.

Through the carved glass, he saw a faint green color, as if there were blue sky and white clouds.

underground?

The tranquility outside the window was in sharp contrast with the blood in the room, and the broken hall was full of broken limbs.

Roger could hardly find a complete body here.

Many tissues and organs are mixed together, covered with fleshy eyes like a heart, entangled on the side wall, Roger can't tell whether it is the cloth tent left by this palace when it was glorious.

Or some kind of biological...intestines.

Flesh and architecture are mixed together, and the two substances have unexpectedly merged.

This is a palace full of internal organs.

Roger walked forward, the blood covered the soles of his feet, and the tremor of the cursed sword became more and more severe. If it hadn't been for Roger's strength, it would have dragged Roger to the end of the palace.

There, countless corpses formed a huge pile of graves!

Except for the specific composition and size, this grave was almost exactly the same as the one Roger saw when he was performing the Sword in the Stone mission.

It's just that there was a sword stuck in the grave at that time.

And there is only a gap in front of me.

"What the **** is this?"

"Wow!"

There was the sound of liquid flowing in the grave, as if to feel Roger's arrival, and the gap at the top of the grave was torn apart.

The twisted corpse and flesh and blood rolled down, and slowly, a rickety figure appeared in front of Roger.

It was an old man who couldn't see his age. His lower body was connected to the grave pile, his tall upper body was bent over and hunched over, his head was drooping, and his hands were weakly slumped on his sides.

He was very thin, with only a thin layer of skin left on his bones, without hair, and thick blood veins could be seen on the shiny brain skin.

At the moment he saw the opponent, Roger almost subconsciously wanted to escape, but soon he felt the breath of death enveloped in the opponent.

This is a dead person, even if he was extremely strong before his death...

No, not a completely dead person.

Certain parts of his body, or certain organs, survived tenaciously after the death of his master.

Roger approached carefully a few steps forward.

Looking forward from the angle where he was at this time, the old man's entire back was cut open, his shoulder blades turned up like wings, and the internal organs without bone protection were exposed.

The back is empty.

The pale spine was taken away.

Without the support of the spine, logically speaking, the old man's upper body should be completely lying on the ground, but where his neck and breastbone connect.

A black wooden stick pierced him, and he was like a fish that was pierced to death, being supported on the ground in a form similar to a specimen!

"Rumble."

There was a muffled thunderous sound in the hall, and then, the magic sound rang through the ears, and the familiar words sounded again.

"I'm hungry!"

It was his stomach squirming and making a sound.

"How many levels of transcendent was this guy before his death?"

"Is it level 5 or higher?"

Tier 4 is already the limit of Roger's current contact, and the transcendents above have already escaped Roger's imagination.

The cursed sword was shining, crazily trying to break free from Roger's control. In desperation, he could only take it back to the cursed hut.

The cloak on his body grew larger, covering Roger's whole body. He slowly moved his steps, observing the old man from other directions.

Pale skin, two sharp points protruding from the bright red lips.

The various characteristics of his body reminded Roger of a powerful and extraordinary creature.

vampire.

And it is not an ordinary high-level vampire, but a kind that only exists in the record, or is regarded as the origin...

Elder Shadow.

There are many kinds of blood-sucking creatures in this world, and they are very similar to each other before they evolve to a certain stage.

Vampires, vampire women, vampires, or certain types called katakans.

And in different regions, the description of this blood-sucking creature is also very different.

This is not only the local customs and culture, but more importantly, there are also great differences in the extraordinary world that is connected behind each area.

Even the performance of the source of power is completely different. In the Western world, there are almost no onmyojis and samurai who can see the sunrise.

Exorcists, wizards, or druids in the West rarely work in the East.

However, among the many origins of vampires, there is an extremely powerful individual whose blood is purer, and the ancestors traced back are stronger.

A terrifying creature that has almost reached the upper limit of the world's capacity, a kind of vampire known as the Elder of Shadow.

They almost have the right to live and kill the blood-sucking creatures of their race, and they don't even need to agitate the breath in the blood.

With just one sentence, you can make the blood-sucking creatures of Tier 3 and below bow their heads and ears, and even Tier 4 can't raise their heads under the gaze of the Shadow Elder.

It is necessary to know that every high-level vampire above Tier 4, in addition to powerful physical power and corresponding spell ability.

They also master a special ability when they enter Tier 4 because of their pure blood.

This makes high-level vampires a terrifying existence far beyond the extraordinary creatures of the same level.

But even so, the suppression in the bloodline made them unable to disobey the words of the Shadow Elder and bear a look.

"A dead shadow elder?!"

Roger held back the excitement in his heart.

At this time, he felt his heart beating violently, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling.

"What's the matter, can he still affect me?"

Roger was puzzled at first, but he soon noticed the source of the agitation in his body.

That is the incomplete channel that exists between the spirit and the body, constructed by the pale blood of Araham.

The passage was trembling, almost breaking out.

And at this time, Roger finally got from the broken chest of the Elder Shadow, from the position where the heart originally existed...

Saw a vigorous mass of pale blood that was almost purified to the limit!

"The rumors turned out to be true!"

Roger didn't know when the rumors about Pale Blood began, or whether Gawain saw it with his own eyes or heard it from the hearsay.

Perhaps at first, this was really just a piece of news out of thin air, but seeing this scene before him, Roger could tell everyone with great confidence.

The rumors about Snow White are true.

It's just that there are no big beauties here, but only a skinny, shadow elder who has been dead for some time.

Seeing what he wanted to get, Roger didn't hesitate, the mental power in his mind ran to the limit.

The magic circle is shining brightly, and all his power is used to maintain the Kunen's Seal~www.NovelMTL.com~ In the next second, Roger has appeared on the grave like black smoke.

The palm of his hand was wrapped in the Kunen's seal, and Roger reached out and grabbed the beating pale blood.

In 1/10 of a second, countless thoughts flashed through Roger's mind.

Anxious and nervous.

Finally, Roger's palm touched the blood.

The powerful resistance instantly smashed the defense of Kunen's Seal.

But Roger was not surprised but rejoiced.

In an instant, the defeated seal once again condensed, and his palm exerted force and squeezed it fiercely! !

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