Demon Hunter and His Hut

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There seems to be more than a simple hatred and stand between the Lord of the Mist and the Original Dragon.

Now it seems that they are from the same place as themselves. So maybe many years ago, there was a special experience between the two.

Partner or lover?

"Why is he killing you? I think he should have seen your identity." Ophelia asked again.

Roger shrugged, and completely relaxed at this time. With his strength, there was no room for resistance against either of the two.

"Maybe it's because I won him at cards." Roger said with a smile.

"Because of this?" Ophelia's smooth movements suddenly stopped, looking at Roger weirdly.

"So it's just a normal game between us?" Roger made a gesture. "After losing, you won't want to kill like him, do you?"

Obviously, Ophelia hadn't been able to link the winning or losing of the Gwent card to life and death, holding the card in her hand, she froze in place for a while.

"A little joke." Roger explained, "but my life and death at the time were indeed linked to the winning or losing of the Gwent card."

Roger then recounted the story briefly.

"Even though we are from the same place, we have disagreements about going back." Roger stared at Ophelia's eyes, as if he wanted to capture a trace of emotion from her amber pupils.

But he was disappointed.

"You don't want to go home?" Ophelia asked rhetorically.

"This is my home."

"I don't have many memories of that world, and I don't even know whether these memories actually happened."

"Then you, what is your position?" Roger asked back then.

"I'm the same as Na Siro. The only purpose of our coming here is to save the world that is on the brink of rupture. In fact, we were close to success for a while."

"If you have mastered the origin of the entire plane, if you can bring it back, then maybe you can make that world run by force."

"What happened afterwards?" Roger asked.

"I am not the same as Nasiro. The dragons have a long life and withdrawn by nature. In fact, they are not particularly concerned about the reproduction of the entire race."

"Although I have a distinguished status, I wanted to save my race and the world at first, but you know what, young demon hunter."

"Time is our greatest enemy, the most terrifying weapon."

Ophelia sighed.

"In the long chase battle, I became more and more tired, and what made me more frightened was that those faces in my memory began to blur. Slowly, my thoughts about going home became weaker and weaker."

"Similar things happened to Siro, but his personal emotions were stronger, and his mission was much more difficult than mine. Naturally, he wanted to go home more urgently."

"The world has nothing to do with him, but he wants to save his family and kingdom."

"At that moment, we got together."

Ophelia smiled, but there was no remembrance in her smile. "It turns out that there was no so-called feelings between us at that time. Even the faces, stories and pictures in our memories were nothing more than An obsession."

"Two equally lonely souls are close together, trying to find the strength to support each other, but it is a pity that I gave up first at that time."

"I made the most important decision. I want to stay here, retain the power I have, and maintain the normal operation of this plane."

"At the same time, I also hope that Cyro can be like me. After all, the whole plane will become less complete without him. The shortcomings planted at this time will definitely be fermented someday in the future."

"I betrayed my world."

"Since it is no longer suitable for survival, and I have a chance to leave, why don't I make a choice selfishly?"

Roger saw the emotional change in Ophelia's eyes, and this sentence was not for Roger.

But she herself.

"So there was a disagreement between you, and then there was a war between you?" Roger still felt a little strange.

He can imagine the mood of the Lord of the Mist at that time, but this does not seem to be a reason for the two sides to go to war. He stepped back and said that the most important thing before him should be to return to the original world and get the power to make up for it. Broken.

But the Lord of the Mist chose to stay here, which is obviously extremely abnormal.

"It's not that simple."

Ophelia put down the card in his hand, obviously no one would pay attention to the Gwent card on the table in this situation.

"He told me that he needs time to think about it."

Ophelia continued.

"In fact, I was struggling and swaying at that time, so I agreed, because the longer the time delay, the greater the chance of Cyro changing the decision."

"Until one day later, when he came to me again, he told me that he still couldn't give up the obsession in his heart, but he also felt guilty for his faint escape."

"I understand how he feels, because it is tantamount to betraying his past, giving up his beloved people and everything."

"So he told me that he hoped that I could help him get rid of this emotion, forget everything in the past, and start over here."

A trace of regret flashed in Ophelia's eyes.

"And this decision is the beginning of everything."

"What happened?" Roger asked curiously.

"You have been to his personal world, and you have seen the dead city. I don't know if you noticed that there is such a humble cemetery in the back garden of the castle..."

"I know." Roger took a deep breath.

"There are some tombstones in the cemetery, but all of them are engraved with a name."

"It's Na Siro's name!"

Ophelia told the secret.

"He killed himself..."

"No, it should be said that it was me, I killed him."

It seemed to be caught in the memory, and Ophelia recovered after a while.

"Where did you go? Oh, yes, the ceremony, the ceremony that Cerro asked me to prepare for him."

"I think you should feel something." She looked at Roger, "The kind of loneliness that can't be filled is like opening a hole in the depths of the soul, which can never be filled forever."

"So I hope he can stay. After all, it's too lonely to be the only one left."

"We prepared for a long time, and then started the ceremony. Everything went smoothly. After the ceremony, Siro never mentioned the return."

"We even lived peacefully for a while. To be honest, it was one of the few happy times."

"It can be seen that he is very relaxed, as if he has really forgotten everything in the past. On the contrary, I have become the tormented person. So I proposed to him and asked him to perform the same ceremony for me."

"But at this moment an accident happened."

"We were attacked, backlash from the rules of the entire plane, you should have heard that name—"

"The snake of the world."

"Our strength has exceeded the upper limit of this plane, so the battle broke out."

"Our strength is stronger, we cooperated with each other, and finally killed the snake of the world with difficulty, but this kind of creature is not formed by normal development and growth. That is the regular embodiment of the entire plane, even if we kill it, it will not last long. It will reappear."

"Then this is not an unsolvable matter, as long as you look around and destroy it before it really condenses, you can avoid a battle."

"But it's a pity..." Ophelia sighed softly.

"Then Siro attacked when I was seriously injured, took away all my strength, and then killed me completely!"

"What?" Roger was puzzled.

"But why... why did he do this?"

Ophelia looked sad, "Na Siro told me before he started, this is his mission, he must kill me, because only then can he go home!"

"Going home...what a ridiculous ceremony, Cerro knew that he couldn't make a choice at this time."

"He knows what to do, but he can't get rid of his inner emotions."

"In this case, make another choice."

"He erased his nostalgia in this world and brought himself closer to the state he was in when he first came to this plane."

"At that time, his heart was full of predatory desire, and he wanted to return to his original hometown all the time. This way things became much easier, removing obstacles, and even devouring my power."

"It is easy for him, because there is nothing in this world worthy of his nostalgia."

"He was cruel. To accomplish his original goal, he castrated his soul, and not once."

"Every once in a while, he will go through a cycle of reincarnation, because only in this way can he resist the invasion of time during the long years and always maintain a high morale."

"As long as the initial choice is made, the rest is a matter of course."

Roger recalled the tombstones he saw in the cemetery. It seemed that this so-called ceremony was not without cost.

The pain experienced by the Lord of the Mist can be imagined.

"He can actually leave immediately, there is no need to attack you."

Roger asked.

"Hehe, this is the most ironic thing. Na Sai Luo made a choice, but at that time his will itself was not very firm, so naturally there will be some omissions."

"And his biggest mistake was that after erasing everything, he couldn't find a way home... What a ridiculous thing, a guy who did not hesitate to repeatedly mutilate his soul to keep his original intentions, but in the end he couldn't think of a way to go home. "

"He can only wander and meditate, but everything is meaningless. The door is clearly in front of him, but what he sees is a wall."

Roger shuddered.

He can understand the choice made by the Lord of the Mist, and he knows that he should stay here, because that is the best choice to get rid of that broken world.

But the emotion in his heart made him unable to make a choice. There were gains and losses in it, but it was more of nostalgia for this plane.

But if all this is erased, what remains is the cold-blooded predator.

He has made a great sacrifice and can finally ensure that he maintains a firm will all the time.

But sadly, the originally clear road was shrouded in mist.

This should also be one of the reasons why he later leveraged the power of the shadows and now controls the fog.

He is going to explore every corner of the entire plane, and then find his way home.

"How did you survive?"

With mental arithmetic and unintentional, and in a state of serious injury, Ophelia couldn't escape at all.

"To be precise, the real Ophelia is dead. What you see now is a weird combination with his memory and the body of the snake of the world."

"Then Siro wanted to get answers from me, but I finally rejected him, and just after I was completely killed by him. The rules and body of the world snake's disintegration mimic my memory and give me a new lease of life. "

"From then on I am no longer Ophelia, but the original dragon here, the guardian of the entire plane!"

"There is only one purpose of my existence, and that is to protect this plane and prevent him from falling apart and repeating the same mistakes there."

"So..." She spread her hands.

"You should understand my position now, right?"

"For your cherished partner and lover, our goals are highly consistent."

"It turned out to be so." Roger nodded.

"So, we must kill him."

But soon he frowned, "If he has completed his soul transformation, and only soul power can hurt and kill him, then we..."

"Are you much weaker than him in terms of soul power?" Roger asked suddenly.

"this problem……"

Ophelia was silent for a moment, and then said: "I have no soul."

"What?!" Roger looked astonished.

"Any creature has a soul, ranging from a dragon to an ant or even smaller... this is the rule, and the situation you said cannot happen at all."

"That's the rule you think." Ophelia sighed.

"After I was resurrected, a war broke out between us. I'm afraid you already know the final result."

"Both lose out."

"At that time, I knew that if I wanted to kill Na Cyro, I had to make a choice to make my power purer and more extreme."

"So I embarked on a road completely opposite to him."

"Then I deliberately got rid of my traces and spent a long time planning everything before. I know that as long as his body and soul are still connected, my plan will be successful."

"While destroying his body, his soul will die."

"But this is really a joke of fate, he also thought of the same method as me, but we took a different path."

"Although the soul and the body can influence each other, different power rules will also change, but at our current level, it is purely impossible to kill each other without the extreme."

"Does he know?" Roger asked.

"Sooner or later." Ophelia sighed.

"I can't kill him, and he can't help me, but he is a saboteur after all. Without my constraints, the mist will definitely swallow the entire plane!"

"That's the real disaster~www.NovelMTL.com~ Is there any other way? He can affect the shrouded world through the fog, so what about you? You can definitely use the power of blood..."

"Those are meaningless little tricks, they can only delay a little time, but there is no way to determine the final result."

"In the end, either I chose to give in and tell him the way home, or he took the entire plane and all the lives here, and then buried him together!"

"So we can only wait to die, or play cards?" Roger squeezed the Gwent card in the corner of the table.

"No." Ophelia's eyes burst into light.

"We still have you."

"The only hope."

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