Demon Hunter and His Hut

Roger drew out the sword behind him and looked at the tall Red Prajna indifferently. Although the time for sunrise was short, he felt as if he had opened a new world in the process of contacting the sun and sunset.

The practice of swordsmanship here is far beyond the Western world. Although the specific strength has not increased, the improvement in swordsmanship is more important to Roger at this time.

"You have to fight for it."

Roger looked at the Red Prajna, and at the same time warned himself to control his power.

The two horns on Chi Prajna's head lit up, and the whole person approached Roger like a whirlwind in the next second, waving his claws, and black smoke enveloped him.

In an instant, the environment in the dark night seemed to have changed. You could clearly see the distant mountains and the moon in the sky, but the strange feeling of being in a cursed place still stimulated Roger's senses.

"What kind of place is the so-called Permanence?"

【Mockingbird】

Roger didn't restrain his desire to fight, and he made a move that he learned secretly from Nippon Chika.

Of course, his swordsmanship did not have the bonus of spiritual power, and it was completely driven by his physical strength.

But even so, the power that broke out under his deliberate control was extremely shocking.

Before Red Prajna's hands got close to Roger, the sharp blade pierced his arm. Roger backed back with the sword. At this time, the Red Prajna had been cut off the flesh and blood on his arm.

Only the bones were left behind.

"Forget it."

"Facing something like you, I can't try any tricks at all." Roger was disappointed, and the next second he abandoned the weapon in his hand and deceived himself to approach the Chi Prajna.

"If there is nothing else..."

He opened his palm, and Alderfayin condensed in it. Although it was only an unremarkable attack, in the palm of Roger's hand, the demon's innate sensitivity made Chi Prajna aware of the threat of death.

He roared, and the horns on his head gasified instantly. At the same time, the surrounding black smoke became more dense.

A steady stream of power was poured into Chi Prajna's body, and his current body simply couldn't bear such a huge power.

His body became distorted and swollen, and it seemed that he might be broken by the strength of his body at any time.

"Die together!"

Roger did not approach, and a series of explosive noises sounded in the air. From near to far, the power of Alderfayin was transmitted from the palm of the hand to the air, and then spread all the way into the body of the Red Prajna.

Crackling.

The terrible force exploded, the energy in the Chi Prajna's body was already out of balance, and Roger's attack was more like tearing a small opening in a balloon.

In an instant, countless cracks appeared on Chi Prajna, and he screamed in despair, but his body was already out of control at this time.

At the moment when Chi Prajna's body burst, a strange consciousness seemed to descend in the darkness surrounding him.

Roger was taken aback for a moment, but he soon noticed a familiar fluctuation from this consciousness.

"This feeling……"

"Is it the shadow world?"

"No, it's wrong!"

"Pureer and darker."

At the moment Roger was stunned, Chi Prajna's body burst open. This made Roger once thought that the feeling just now was just an illusion.

To be honest, he couldn't tell whether what he had captured at that moment was real.

"I will come back again!"

A group of red ghosts floated from the corpse of the Red Prajna, from which a faint red face could be seen.

Roger snorted coldly.

"You can't go anywhere"

Yadeng Fayin activated, purple light enveloped the entire area, the red prajna figure rushed in from left to right, but it was still unable to escape Roger's control.

Roger slowly clenched his fists, and the power of pressing Yaden's seal gradually condensed. Slowly, the body of the Red Prajna was compressed into a ball of light and gathered in Roger's hands.

"Don't kill me, what you kill is only one of many clones. One day, I, the most powerful under the great Lord Kurokawa..."

"puff!"

Roger clenched his fist, the red prajna in his palm struggling to transform into the purest energy molecule.

"I have heard too many similar words."

Cursing his mouth in disdain, he simply and neatly crushed the last point of Chi Prajna's existence in this world.

The black smoke surrounding him has not dissipated yet.

Roger stood in it. He stretched out his hand and could feel that the breath here was incompatible with the real world.

"Is this the passage between the eternal world and the present world?"

"Or just a simple connection?"

Soon the black smoke around him dissipated, and Roger thought of the fluctuations in his breath just now.

It felt very special, different from the cursed hut, and the shadow fragment hidden by Lilith.

That almost frozen feeling reminded Roger of a place.

The place where the mountain girl and Uma were imprisoned.

The so-called prison.

"I hope it's just my illusion."

Uma showed the appearance of a loyal maid, and the contract she signed with Roger did exist, but these did not completely dispel some of Roger's suspicions.

Obviously, there is something more important than her freedom and life hidden in Uma.

That thing is above everything.

And these are likely to touch the core secrets of the shadow world.

If the perpetual life of the sunrise can still be connected with the shadow world, that is really not good news.

Thinking of this, Roger took out the phone directly.

But after dialing Uma's phone, he thought about it and swallowed the question again.

"How is the investigation of Morita Dohir's news?"

Roger asked.

"My master, already has a little eyebrow."

Uma's flattering voice came.

"Although I didn't find the exact news, I found another clue in the recent period."

"Those who are looking for Morita Michihiro's whereabouts."

"They may be able to help us find Dohiro Morita's hiding place. At that time, you may need to work hard, move your muscles and bones, and deal with those who are in the way."

After thinking about it, Roger thought a little bit.

Instead, Roger may be willing to take similar actions before he had contact with Nichigu Chika, following those who didn't know where he came from to find Morita Dohir, and then directly shot and took away Morita Dohir.

The rest of the matter becomes much simpler, whether it is coercion or temptation, or be moved by emotion, knowing and reasoning.

Roger believes that he has a way to impress Morita Dohiro, and then he can unlock the seal of the sword of fate.

But now as his understanding of the sunrise deepened, other thoughts emerged in his mind.

With the complex system of swordsmanship, Roger is only in contact with an inconspicuous autumn stream, and there are many powerful inheritances on it, not to mention the ordinary life corresponding to the real world.

Because of different cultures and rules, it seems that entering the ordinary life is much easier than contacting the Privy Council. If you can continue to increase the upper limit of power, Roger is willing to stay here.

More swordsmanship, brand new practice system.

These are enough for Roger to change his previous thoughts.

"You come to the sunrise yourself."

Roger spoke.

"I still need to stay here for a while. You will come forward to do this. I will try my best to help you by the side."

There was silence on the phone, but hysterical shouts broke out soon.

"Oh... my dear master, you are finally willing to call your most loyal maid."

"Let me think about it, what kind of image should I appear in front of you?"

There was a sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets from the other end of the phone, and Roger let out a sigh, "No, you don't need to do anything. It's best not to show up in front of me."

"This is a secret operation."

"I need to get the exact data. After coming to the East, how much of your combat power can be left?"

Roger interrupted Uma. If this woman is allowed to go crazy, he still doesn't know how many nonsense she can say.

This guy has been imprisoned for so many years, I am afraid he has been suffocated, but she tried everything, but Roger was still indifferent. As a maid, she did not dare to be led by Roger to do excessive things.

Such suffering was extremely painful for Uma, and it made her even worse when facing Roger.

"My master, is the sunrise woman more suitable for you?"

"Don't worry, I will be there as soon as possible."

"If it doesn't work, regain control of a new body."

"Master, you like..."

Toot toot.

Roger hung up the phone without hesitation, he could even guess what Uma was going to say next, so naturally he couldn't give her this opportunity.

After simply dealing with the traces of the battle, Roger returned directly to the courtyard of Nippon Chika.

He climbed over the courtyard wall, and before he could get close to the door, there was a soft noise not far away.

"Who?"

After killing Chi Prajna just now, when he heard the unexpected movement, Roger naturally subconsciously made a sound, but soon, he saw the thin figure that merged with the night.

Uh……

At sunset, Qianxia.

The girl changed her clothes and held a sword in her hand. At the same time, a faint blood drifted over.

Obviously, the weapon in her hand had just been full of blood.

"I'm going to take a bath and sleep." Nippon Qianxia also recognized Roger, and she murmured and left quickly.

But after walking out a few steps, Qianxia at sunset realized something.

"What did he do so late?"

Suspiciously retracting his thoughts, Higurashi Chika returned to her room.

No words for a night.

The next day, Qianxia opened her eyes and the sun outside the window had already filled half of the room. She was already injured in the battle yesterday. Coupled with running around all night, she naturally slept extra long.

When she opened the door, she just saw Roger walking from the direction of the training ground.

Roger walked calmly, but Qianxia Higurashi just glanced casually and couldn't leave his sight.

"you……"

She looked at Roger in surprise.

The autumn water stretches, and Nichigu Qianxia has practiced autumn water flow swordsmanship since she was a child. It took her a long time to integrate the swordsmanship with her own movements.

But this man...

Is this the so-called talent?

…………

Cultivation field.

Roger and Higurashi Chika sat opposite each other.

Higurashi Chika's face was still faintly pale, but there was no problem with normal swordsmanship drills.

"I have to admit that your talent in the practice of swordsmanship is extremely rare. I have never seen such a person, and I just heard it from my father."

"Perhaps only the top geniuses in the strongest sword house can do it."

Higurashi Chika looked at Roger.

"To be honest, I am a little hesitant now."

"Samurai's practice is before the third level. Changing the genre will have some impact. Although it is not fatal, it will waste a lot of time."

"You may be able to go to a better place to have a look."

"No need." Roger picked up the sword lying horizontally on his knees, "I think Qiu Shui Liu's swordsmanship is very suitable for me, especially the cat."

What's a joke, if I don't learn Qiu Shui Liu's swordsmanship, where can I find such a suitable inheritor of the cat school?

"Ok."

Higurashi Chika stood up, she was also a straightforward person, since she made up her mind, she wouldn't change it easily.

"For each school, the core of true swordsmanship is the application of spiritual power, and these skills are the basic manifestation."

"It's the sword."

Higurashi Chika drew out his weapon.

"In the swordsmanship of Sunrise, there are three stages of attack: upper, middle and lower. Different ranks represent different attack forms. Of course, this is swordsmanship aimed at ordinary people, for practitioners."

"Sword power is the foundation of spiritual communication, and it is also the key to the formation of guardian spirits in the end."

Higurashi Chika made a few poses while talking. Her movements are very simple, and any ordinary person can easily learn it, but Roger noticed that in different poses, Higurashi Chika’s spiritual fluctuations have produced complex changes. .

"Every sword posture contains complex changes."

Higurashi Chika moved, and the spiritual power around him seemed to come alive.

Although Roger couldn't feel the specific and delicate changes, the feeling of moving clouds and flowing water made people feel pleasing to the eye.

"For you, the most important thing is to influence the spiritual power around you with the sword force, then nourish your body little by little, let your body adapt to it, and finally control it."

【Autumn Water】

【Bibo】

Higurashi Chika explained while rehearsing.

"This is the most basic traction sword. Don't treat it as an ordinary move. Focus on the intention and not the shape. Your spirit must be highly concentrated so that you can feel the changes around you."

Higurashi Chika looked serious, and explained his thoughts to Roger in every detail.

As Roger listened, he made some movements at his fingertips. He got up and drew his sword to practice. As soon as his figure moved, Roger noticed a new reminder on the notice board.

Along with his movements, the numbers related to proficiency surged up. With Jianxin's bonus, he immediately entered a special rhythm.

"No matter how good the comprehension of swordsmanship is, the perception of spiritual power is a long process. The practice of martial arts is a boring process. Your talent is good and you have to endure loneliness..."

Halfway through the conversation, Higurashi Chika's opened mouth never closed again.

She saw the weak spiritual power fluctuations around Roger. The aura was very weak at first, but with Roger's movements, the spiritual power cyclone he stirred up increased rapidly, and soon reached a level that a beginner could not. Achievable height.

And this is just the beginning.

Roger ignored the notice on the notice board ~www.NovelMTL.com~ but was completely immersed in the practice. After a long time, he stopped refreshingly.

The spirit power cyclone that formed around was automatically inhaled by him, and Roger turned his head and looked at Qianxia, ​​whose face was stiff.

"What did you just say?"

Higurashi Chika sniffed, "Did I speak?"

"Have you heard me wrong?"

The girl raised her face and replied blankly.

"Oh."

Roger snorted softly.

"and then?"

"Then what do we learn?"

Higurashi Chika:............