Demon Hunter and His Hut

boom!

The metal hall fell to the ground, and a large area around it was razed to the ground. The house collapsed and the smoke filled.

As soon as Roger fell to the ground, the surrounding metal rolled up, and four huge figures surrounded him.

The body became unusually heavy, as if being put on a thick shackle, the arms of the four giants were folded together, and the overwhelming attacks fell on Roger.

"Good job Guzman!"

Tristrimi looked resentful, and at the same time, the bodies of all the women were instantly drained, and even their souls were transformed into nutrients for the next attack.

But just when she was about to launch an attack, there was a violent collision.

Roger stood still on the spot, but the four figures that attacked him were distorted to varying degrees.

Their metal-like arms are covered with clear cracks.

"Go!"

"This guy is..."

The four giants made the same sound. It was obvious that Guzman had discovered something, but before he could finish speaking, the surrounding space was staggered, and the four huge bodies were squeezed into one in the harsh rubbing sound. Group scrap iron.

Roger opened his mouth, and with the destruction of the four giants, the silky energy was absorbed by him, and then merged into the hunter's cabin.

"It turned out to be like this. The intensity was not enough last time."

Roger turned to face Tristramie, but at the same time, there was a violent break in the air around him, and many figures were gathering here from all directions.

"Even if it is a life pile, I will kill you!"

The final attack launched by Tristramie was not against Roger, she was affecting more people.

Seeing the failure of the previous plan, Tristrimi knew that she had no way to bring Roger's soul into the soul realm.

In reality, the best way she can think of is the crowded tactics.

But different from the past, the soul martial she sent this time almost contained most of the power she could control now.

Three uniquely shaped coins melted before her eyes.

"If ten is not enough, one hundred, or ten thousand. Your energy can't be unlimited. It will eventually cause the suppression of the world's rules..."

broken……

Without waiting for Tristrimi to finish her words, the bursting force penetrated her huge face, and the surrounding space was almost torn apart, even if someone was hiding nearby, she would be devastated.

"just wait……"

"Although I can't kill you now, but as long as you dare to enter the soul realm..." Tristlemy sneered.

"When I recover my strength, I will come to you again!"

Roger looked calm, he stomped his feet, the earth shook, and the whole ground seemed to be crushed by a mountain in half.

At this time, the figure flying in the distance also came in front of him.

"Nothing went wrong, the revelation is correct!"

"Sure enough, that body, haha, powerful body, long life..."

Roger swept across at random and recognized the identities of several people in the crowd.

There is not only the Federation, but also the nobles on the other side. It seems that they have been temporarily united for common interests.

If Roger only had the fighting power of the pinnacle Tier 4, or a suppressed Tier 5, then the human sea tactics would indeed play a role.

But now, because of the hunter's hut, he is a Tier 5 that maintains a complete combat effectiveness.

Then the group of so-called attackers...

He raised his hand, and the shadow automatically separated from his body.

In the next second, darkness fell, and a full moon shrouded the sky.

There are some special things hidden in the blooming light.

That is exactly what Roger extracted from the Soul Martial and integrated into the Black Moon.

Like a stroll in the courtyard, Roger left the ruins of his battle at this time, and a figure fell down every step of the way.

In the end, when he stopped, the darkness covering the sky disappeared completely.

He looked around, except for the ordinary people hiding under the rubble, the attacker had no survivors.

They couldn't even get close to Roger.

"You...you killed them all?"

A familiar voice sounded.

Roger turned sideways, and then saw Olivia leaning against the corner of the wall.

Her face was pale, almost on the verge of dying, and more importantly, the fading light in her eyes.

Olivia already knows that the so-called struggle between the nobility and the emerging classes, the so-called ideal struggle, is in fact only a game for the high-ranking ones.

Those lies have been exposed, and her faith has collapsed.

"Look... If there were no such so-called immortals, and if your destiny was in your own hands, maybe everything would be easier."

Roger said word by word.

"What are you talking about?" Olivia was stunned, her eyes flashing a little light.

In the hunter's cabin, the rules of Yaden's sword seal are perfect, and Roger's soul is slowly changing.

"Taking oneself as the world..."

"This ability may be tasteless to others, but it is just right for me!"

The body and soul are closely linked, and at this moment the two are completely integrated.

Spirit and flesh.

Yaden's sword seal seemed to have solved a secret. Although it was only a corner of the door to a new world, it was enough for Roger.

"Unexpectedly, the last sword seal was not used for attack."

Roger said something that Olivia couldn't understand, but the next second, his behavior made Olivia completely stunned.

Complex light patterns appeared on the surface of the body, slowly gathering energy under Roger's feet, and then expanding to the surroundings.

"You...you want to enter the soul realm?!"

Olivia did not expect in any way that the killing in front of her was not over yet.

This man even plans to take advantage of the victory and pursue, in the soul realm, to kill the immortal!

The end she thought was just the beginning of others.

"You have to be careful, enter the soul realm at this time, teacher... Tristrimi must be in the temple on the cliff." Olivia said suddenly.

"Guzman should be there now, if not, he may have returned to his dark tower."

Olivia struggled to salute Roger.

"If you can kill them...I am willing to do anything for you!"

"Kill them?" Roger smiled.

This woman didn't know that the superior controllers in her eyes were in fact only the playthings of the more powerful.

But he didn't make it clear that sometimes short-term hope is still useful.

"Then you should be able to start thinking."

Roger replied.

"What?" Olivia was a little startled.

"Think about what you can do for me."

As soon as the voice fell, he tore apart the barrier between reality and soul in a very violent gesture with both hands.

At the same time, in the soul realm, on the lonely cliff.

There was a violent gasp in the empty hall.

"Failed?"

"Why did it fail again?!"

"Also, the figure that appeared last... unexpectedly found his body!"

Tristramie let out an unwilling growl.

Then she seemed to think of something, and suddenly raised her head, "Guzman, why did you escape?"

"I know you have other hidden methods. If you use them, you can definitely..."

"To shut up!"

"You bitch!" Guzman was bitter, and he couldn't remember how many years he hadn't been so angry.

"Your first contact was not just a slight injury. He took away some of your strength, right?"

Guzman asked anxiously.

"No need to answer, I already know it as a result."

"You are using me!"

"But you shouldn't escape!" Tristlemi's face was also very ugly.

"Escape?" Guzman sneered.

"That's because you don't know what I found."

"What?" Tristramie asked hurriedly.

"Go for speculation, go for divination."

"Isn't this your strong point?"

Guzman stood up.

"I'm leaving."

"I have lost some strength, if I want to recover as soon as possible..." He shook his head.

"In short, I intend to quit completely. Although quick recovery is important, I have lost too much humanity for this."

"If you want revenge, you go try it, let's wait and see, and see if you regain your strength first, or you will completely go crazy."

Guzman's face was pale, and he strode towards the exit.

But at this moment, the entire hall was shaking, and Umit's figure appeared at the same time.

"what are you going to do?"

The expressions of the two changed drastically, and a faint light gate appeared in the depths of the hall.

"It's nothing, it's useless to be a deserter and a waste, then I can only figure out a solution by myself..." Tristlemy replied coldly.

"Are you crazy?"

"Proactively guide others into the soul realm we control. How is this different from handing over one's own rights?"

"Even if you can kill that guy, what can you get?"

"What can I get?" Tristramie sneered.

"I can be happy."

"Even if it's only for a moment, it's enough."

Tristramie didn't care.

Hearing her words, Guzman's eyes widened, wishing to tear the woman in front of him alive.

"You made hands and feet in the ceremony, otherwise how could you bypass the two of us..."

He said bitterly.

"Since you are unwilling to do it, I will find someone else to help."

"Anyway, that person must die!!"

"His body has successfully merged with his soul. Without the permission of Lord Heinris, we cannot defeat him in reality."

"Moreover, the previous plan failed. I am afraid that others may not be willing to help."

Guzman said.

"Hehe, I know, but if you don't tell me, who will know?"

"When the time comes, you start to fight, and you have accumulated hatred in the fight. It doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong."

Tristramie replied slowly.

Guzman had to admit that this woman made a lot of sense on this issue.

The light door at the end of the hall was surging, and it was obvious that the passage had been opened, and soon someone would notice, and it would not be long before those greedy guys would flock to it.

"Even if you succeed, you can't escape the sanctions of Lord Heinris."

Umit spoke suddenly.

"so what?"

"I was injured too badly. If I want to recover, the outcome is almost doomed."

"Since it doesn't make any difference how to choose, if it is you, I think it should be the same as me?"

Tristrimi looked sad, but soon the expression on her face was replaced by hideousness.

"This is your business, it has nothing to do with me."

Guzman had already planned to draw a line with Tristramie, but before leaving, he thought about it, "Remind you one last time."

"That Roger is very weird. He has fully exerted his power in the fifth stage in reality."

"Although it was only a moment, I was aware of it. Besides...I couldn't feel the suppression of him by the rules of the world."

"How is this possible?" Tristrimi said in unison, and a strange flash appeared on Umit's face.

"Just do it for yourself."

Guzman also did not explain.

But just when he was about to leave, there was a loud noise, and the dome of the hall was penetrated by terrible power.

Immediately afterwards, Guzman felt his neck tighten, and then a voice rang from his ear.

"Where are you going?"

Hearing this voice, the brains of all three people in the scene were instantly sluggish.

But soon, a touch of ecstasy appeared on Guzman's face.

"It's you?!"

"Haha, you actually took the initiative to enter the soul realm!!"

It is simply a turnaround.

Having experienced Roger's power up close, Guzman had to admit that in the real world, even if he could maintain his peak combat effectiveness, he would definitely not be Roger's opponent.

His abilities are relatively single, and his pertinence is relatively strong. Under the premise of not being restrained, his combat effectiveness is one level stronger than that of the transcendents of the same level.

It was Roger that surprised him.

Both the versatility and the combat effectiveness far surpass the transcendents of the same level.

Of course, the premise of all this is based on the real world.

And if it is in the soul realm.

Then the competition is the level of soul strength.

Guzman believes that even if his strength is greatly reduced at this time, he will definitely be able to easily crush the opponent.

So just as Roger squeezed his neck, after a moment of surprise, Guzman did not immediately counterattack.

Because he feels that he has the chance to win!

"You are dead!"

"Fool, do you think this is the same as reality?"

Guzman laughed wildly.

"Haha, give it a try, you may not even have the ability to hurt me here."

Seeing Roger's figure clearly, Tristramie's face also showed a trace of ecstasy.

"Put after victory?"

"Haha, you are digging your own grave!"

The two were full of confidence, but Roger only tightened his palms slightly.

The power surged in his body, "Really feel the despair, Mr. Roger, you have chosen the wrong battlefield...cough cough...in..."

As he spoke, Guzman felt that the palm of his neck was surprisingly powerful.

A trace of panic rose in his heart.

"No, no."

"That guy's soul strength is only the fourth stage. In the soul realm, he can't hurt me."

While comforting myself in my heart, I was crazy to improve my strength.

But after a few breaths, the calmness on Guzman's face completely disappeared.

"That's not right...it's not right!"

Only then did he remember to fight back, but then he felt a familiar breath from Roger's body.

That is the complete fifth-order power~www.NovelMTL.com~ Snap! "

The severe pain hit, Guzman's neck was squeezed by Roger casually.

From beginning to end, Roger looked confused.

"This guy was brainstormed by me just now..."

"Or just don't want to live anymore?"

But what Roger didn't know was that Guzman, whose neck was squeezed, had more doubts than him at this time.

"where am I?"

"what happened?"

"Why did my neck break...?"

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