Demon Hunter and His Hut

Talk about it, except for those you don't want to communicate, what else can we two say? "

Uma walked out of the room slowly.

"Remember the thing I told you last time?" The mountain girl spoke directly.

"I need you to do something for me."

The smile on Uma's face narrowed, "Didn't you say you need Roger's strength to reach a certain level?"

"This is only one aspect, the most important thing is the change in you."

The mountain girl pointed to Uma.

"You went to some peculiar place, similar to a shadow fragment."

Uma did not answer, but her attitude has shown everything.

"You want to ask how did I know?"

The mountain girl said to herself.

"You won't tell me." Uma sneered.

"Yes, I won't, but listen to me, the next things are important to us, as long as you are willing to help me..."

Uma blocked her ears irritably. She knew that such a move would not affect the voice of the mountain girl. She just wanted to express her emotions through her actions.

"I can give you freedom."

Uma was taken aback for a moment, but soon the expression on her face became extremely angry, "The freedom to hell, the last time you said this to me, I became a sarcoma on your ugly body!"

"Do you think I still believe you?"

"Otherwise?" The mountain girl sneered.

"Besides trusting me, can you count on your so-called master?"

"Only I am the only person in this world who is firmly on the same front with you."

"You know, the contract between you and that man can't give you real freedom."

Uma was silent.

The mountain girl continued.

"You must have noticed the special place where you went. If you have the opportunity, I hope you can guide your master to the deepest and most central place in that area."

"Uma, you know how to find there, the energy will guide you."

"and then?"

Uma looked up.

"Then, then you don't have to do anything."

The mountain girl was expressionless.

"What will happen to Roger?" After hesitating for a long time, Uma asked.

"he?"

"I do not know."

…………

When Roger and Yata Jianjiao left, they didn't attract anyone's attention.

At first Roger thought that to enter the dark place, he would need to travel through mountains and rivers, but after he set off he knew that was not the case.

He Jianjiao came to the city below the cold river, and the two came to Mingsha City through the black tower. The next thing that Yata Jianjiao did made Roger's eyes wide open.

After entering Mingsha City, Yata built a corner to rest for a day, and then when the first ray of sunlight hit the top of the black tower the next day, a talisman was buried at the central crossroad in the east of the city.

Then every once in a while, Yata Jianjiao changed its position, following the trajectory of the sun, and buried corresponding objects in all directions and corners of the city.

The places he chose were all crossroads, and the things he placed were all odd and strange.

A wheel, a fan, unknown hairs and eyeballs, until the sun set, going round and round, Yata Jianjiao was facing the sun in the west, and planted the last talisman.

So far all the work has been completely completed.

In this process, Roger didn't bother Yata to build a role. He could see that this was not a fixed process.

Something he didn't know must be hidden in it, and the things used in it were very weird, and there were a lot of them that made people unable to think of the Yin-Yang Magic Array.

"Here, where the vitality of many cities converge is the entrance to the often dark place, and the expansion of the city and the gathering of population are based on this."

Yata Jiankaku casually explained.

"Next we need to wait."

After finishing the work at hand, Yata Kokaku seemed to relax a lot. "Twelve, this is the number of all entrances so far, and the rate of increase has been getting faster and faster in recent years."

"The people at Tengu Shrine may already feel desperate. If you can't kill them, let's merge with each other."

As time passed a little bit, Yata Jianjiao sat in the black tower.

Day and night alternate, and the transition takes place in an instant. At the same time, at the intersections in the city, the things buried at the corner of Yata during the day are activated by unknown forces.

Starting from the first talisman in the east, all the nodes were opened in turn. Roger noticed the changes in the city. At the beginning, he could perceive the vigorous vitality in the energy nodes, but this force soon weakened.

The whole city was sleeping, and these changes did not attract anyone's attention.

As the ritual progressed, the vitality faded and darkness grew.

In the corner of the city, some power began to move around.

Speaking very slowly, but from the first talisman buried in the east to the last talisman buried in the west, it took only a dozen breaths before and after.

When everything is over, all the power is gathered on the black tower.

Buzzing!

The energy shocked, and it was earth-shaking in an instant!

This is not a description, but Roger watched the black tower where he and Yata Kenko were rotating and inverted.

When everything returned to silence, Roger frowned, he had already sensed the gloomy energy outside the black tower.

Yata Kenkaku opened his eyes and stood up.

"Come in."

"This is the place that is always dark."

"Leaving here, our vitality will be magnified and captured by the wandering things inside."

"To find the Flower of Ever Darkness, we still need to go back through here."

He put on a hood with a robe draped outside, "Be careful, this dress can cover our vitality, try not to engage in unnecessary battles, which will expose our tracks."

Yata Jianjiao instructed.

Roger nodded, hiding his face in the darkness of his hood.

"Let's go!"

Taking a step forward, the structure around the black tower passed through his body like an illusion. Feeling the familiar rotting breath under his feet, Roger knew that he had come to the dark place again.

As he moved away, the undercut black tower gradually became illusory and disappeared.

"Will anyone destroy this place?" Roger asked curiously.

Yata Jianjiao shook his head, "It's not here, nor is it there. I will open the passage, and no one else can find it."

"Amazing onmyoji." Roger sighed.

"Who created such a powerful Onmyoji?"

"To be honest, I don't know. It seems that this kind of onmyoji has existed since the beginning."

Yata Kensaku replied casually, and then he raised his head as if intending to discern the direction.

To be honest, there is no sun and moon in this place, the sky is chaotic, and there is no obvious reference, Roger doesn't even know which direction to go.

"Here, our criterion for judging the direction is to exist in the special area of ​​this world, those weird mountains, rivers and buildings."

"In these areas, there will also be powerful monsters, and most of them will be named after the special landscape in the area."

"Mt. Hiei, Maple Forest, Kurokawa, Kasuma Temple and so on."

Yata Jianjiao explained casually.

Kurokawa... Hearing this name, Roger thought of the powerful man in black.

"According to the celebrities, the place we are going should be near Fenglin, where each area will have a different atmosphere."

A disc appeared on Yata's palm, "This is the only criterion for us to judge the direction."

"Strong and weak far and near."

Roger noticed that the disc in Yata Kensaku's hand was completely different from the traditional compass and other direction-recognizing things.

In his opinion, it was more like an overturned dye disc.

Different colors represent different areas. The place where the black tower was originally located is the most conspicuous.

"Let's go."

Yata Jianshi's figure flickered, and Roger followed closely behind.

The black robe on their bodies can conceal their vitality, but they can't use the spiritual power in their bodies to move forward at full speed, and the three feet have no speed bonus.

At the beginning, Yata Jiankou was worried that Roberge could not keep up with him, and deliberately controlled the spiritual power in his body.

Soon he discovered that Roger, who was behind him speeding up, also speeded up, and he slowed down, and Roger also slowed down.

A bit of ambition arose in his heart. Although Roger's spiritual power fluctuations had also reached the realm of psychic power, Yata Jiansaku still had some pride in his heart.

In his opinion, the fluctuation of power does not represent the actual combat effectiveness. Roger's rapid improvement naturally has a part of his talent, but more importantly, it should be the help of the Jackdaw Sword Master.

In fact, this is the real reason Yata Kensaku repeatedly asked Roger.

In his mind, the attention of the Jackdaw Sword Master is the most important.

Obviously, in recent times, Roger is the one who has attracted much attention.

If he knew Yata's mind, Roger would probably be amused.

No matter how you look at it, this is like the thoughts of a proud teenager who wants to be recognized by his father independently.

But in fact, even though Yata Kenkaku grew up in this chaotic world, he has been growing up in Samurai. He has the most powerful sword master to guide his practice, and he is talented.

He has not experienced any setbacks in his short life.

All my thoughts are on getting the approval of the Jackdaw Sword Master.

This kind of thought that seemed ridiculous in this world was on him, but it couldn't be more reasonable.

Although Roger's appearance made Yata Kenka feel something strange, he still has his own pride deep in his heart.

But at this time, with limited spiritual power and the speed bonus of the three-legged crow, Yata Jiankou felt that he was just barely tied with the young man behind him, and he was somewhat unconvinced in his heart.

He tried to speed up, but as time passed, he became more and more frightened.

Roger's speed is stable and terrible.

Where did Yata Kenkaku know that he does have a speed bonus, but Roger also has an increase in physical fitness.

One trades and the other grows, and while suppressing the fluctuations of spiritual power, Roger's endurance is stronger.

In this way, in a weird atmosphere, the two moved forward quickly one after another.

Occasionally, there were monsters that were found to be abnormal on the road, but before they could get close, they were thrown away by the two.

There was also a difficult guy in the middle, but Yata Jianzuo made an instant shot, and the other party was resolved by one face, and then the two quickly moved away.

In this chaotic place, in addition to the sense of direction, even the time has become blurred.

This is not an exaggeration, but seems to be an inherent characteristic of this place.

When he was with Higurashi Lonely Mountain not long ago, Roger used the hunter's hut to determine the passage of time.

I don't know how long it has passed, when Yata Jianjiao, which was moving forward, suddenly stopped. The two of them came to a hill, looking far away, and there was a long red line on the horizon.

Brilliant as fire.

Fenglin is here.

"There are plants in this place?"

After seeing the bald and desolate scene, and gradually getting used to the stench around him, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and Roger felt energetic.

"Be careful."

Yata Jianjiao said condensedly.

"The other areas have monsters with strengths up to or close to the Lord's level, but this is the only place that is very weird."

"It is said that a few powerful monsters appeared a long time ago, but then they left here one after another. Over time, it turned out to be a place no one cares about."

The expression on Roger's face also became solemn.

He has felt the power of Lord Kurokawa. Even if the strength of other monsters does not reach the level of the Lord, since even they would not choose this place, it is enough to explain the strangeness of this place.

The two rested for a while, solved a few weird monsters, and when their strength returned to their peak, they hurried to the distant Fenglin.

"Celebrities once told me that when they first came here, it was a complete coincidence. The maple forest outside was like a large maze."

"At the beginning, he was chased and killed by a powerful monster. He remembered running to the depths of Fenglin. When he was almost exhausted, he ran out of Fenglin fortunately and saw a towering giant tree."

"There is a naturally formed passage under the tree. Follow the passage to enter it. Deep in the ground, he found the flower of ever-darkness."

"However, according to the celebrity, he did not approach at the time, but came to the ground through another path, hid carefully, and finally left there."

"So our goal this time is to find the towering giant tree."

After speaking, the two of them have come to the edge of Fenglin.

Wow!

There was no wind, but as the two approached, the leaves rubbed against each other, seeming to welcome them.

Yata Jiankaku casually flicked.

Humm!

Spiritual power runs through the trunk.

Gudong Gudong.

A gap was broken in the trunk, and viscous blood poured out from it. When it was attacked, the leaves of the maple tree rubbed against it, making a sound like a scream.

Immediately afterwards, the roots of other surrounding trees broke out of the soil, entwined and drilled into the wound of the maple tree.

Just a few breaths~www.NovelMTL.com~ left a pile of dead wood in place, but strangely, from these shriveled tree trunks, a stench resembling a corpse was emitted.

Roger tentatively released a part of his spiritual power, as if he was shocked, the rubbing leaves suddenly stopped, and all the branches spontaneously split to the sides, forming a passage in front of the two of them.

Glancing at each other, the two of them focused on guard and walked into the maple forest together.

The corner is built in front, and Roger is behind.

"Although these things are plants, they have biological characteristics, and they even know fear."

Yata Kensaku said.

Roger nodded, he seemed to feel something through the more than ten-meter-long tunnel, and stopped and turned his head abruptly.

Behind him, a passage of more than ten meters still exists.

But farther away, it is endlessly splendid.

In all directions, the rubbing leaves made a silent mockery.