Demon Hunter and His Hut

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"Even if Sai Luo didn't do it directly, the power under his command swept the entire Dragon Court. We have died too many people for that final plan, and we are already unable to resist."

The figures of the two shuttled through one world after another.

This time, the Lord of the Mist did not choose to slowly map it, but directly attacked the core area controlled by the Dragon Court with the power of thunder.

As long as this is over, then other worlds surrounded by mist will soon become his pocket.

Roger cast his gaze for the first time. The tragedy in his imagination did not happen, and he couldn't help but breathe out.

"Don't worry, I have already thought of similar problems for you." Ophelia seemed to know what Roger was paying attention to.

"I helped you hide a few worlds, but the others can't take care of too much."

"Thank you." Even if Ophelia understood the purpose of doing this, Roger expressed his gratitude.

The Lord of the Mist has already soulized many worlds, and the goal of their trip is the depths of the soul sea.

Roger condensed his eyes slightly as he traveled, and then stopped abruptly.

"give me some more time."

After speaking, he broke through the space barrier and dived in. Ophelia didn't follow. She was the aloof primordial dragon, only interested in matters that were at stake on this plane.

Luo Jiu is now on a square, surrounded by a mess, and there are mountains of corpses, dragons and legendary creatures, and many powerful transcendents.

Other than that, no intruder's body can be seen.

He raised his head, and not far away was the familiar temple.

He has been here many times and has also witnessed the advent of the Twelve Thrones.

But at this time the phantom of the throne on the temple appeared, but no one was sitting on it.

Wait, throne... phantom?

Someone started the ceremony.

Roger suddenly realized this problem, and then hurried to the door of the temple.

There were large tracts of blood on the ground, but the entire temple was barely kept intact, and it seemed that someone had taken care of it.

After not taking a few steps, he saw a pious figure kneeling on the ground.

"Kenneth..." Roger called softly.

Hearing his voice, the kneeling figure trembled violently, then struggled to get up from the ground and turned around.

The right arm was broken shoulder-to-shoulder, the armor on his body was also in tatters, there were criss-cross wounds on his face, and his hair was messy and lost his former look.

The most important thing is that his eyes are dim, and he seems to be stripped of his soul.

It wasn't until a while before he said Roger's name with trembling chapped lips.

"it's me."

The next second Kenneth burst into tears.

"Dead, everyone is dead, they are the only ones who left me and the entire empty city."

"Mother and Tiffany, and everyone I know well, I can only personally kill them who are crazy."

Muttering to himself, he quickly seemed to remember something. He rushed towards Roger. In the process of forwarding, he stumbled over a weapon next to him with vain steps.

thump.

He crawled towards Roger like an ordinary person, still roaring: "Where have you been?"

"Where's Master Fasco? Are there other dragon envoys?"

"Are you hiding?"

"Why can't I see one of them!"

He bounced from the ground and clasped Roger's shoulder tightly.

"Answer me, where are you?"

"In the end what happened?"

"Wait!" As he was talking, he suddenly remembered something, and touched behind him casually, as if he wanted to find his own weapon.

"Something's wrong, you are not Roger, don't try to lie to me, I won't be fooled!" He shouted loudly, his expression full of madness.

"Kenneth." Roger's voice was low. Hearing his voice, Kenneth's frantic spirit seemed to be relieved, and the whole person gradually became quiet.

Roger walked forward and patted Kenneth on the shoulder, his eyes shining brightly.

"It's not your fault, you have tried everything."

"Everyone is dead, everyone is dead, why do you still let me live?"

Under Roger's guidance, he slowly closed his eyes, his voice gradually became inaudible, and then fell to his knees.

Roger reached out and touched Kenneth's brow.

"You need to rest now, and these pains..."

He knew he was not qualified to seal this sad past, but Kenneth was on the verge of collapse, he needed a little time to buffer, and then slowly accept all this.

As Kenneth fell asleep, his body stretched gradually to reveal its original form.

The once powerful silver dragon clan, in this catastrophe, may be the only one left.

Roger jumped out of the temple, sealed the building in front of him with his hands, then he broke through the space and returned to Ophelia without stopping.

Ophelia did not make any judgments about Roger's actions, she just nodded and asked, "Can we go now?"

"Let's go!"

"There is one more reason to destroy him!"

After several jumps again, suddenly the squeezing feeling from the space disappeared completely, and Roger felt that he was relaxed, as if he had melted into the vast ocean.

"Here we are."

"Here is the sea of ​​soul of that Siro."

"Where to find him?"

"No need." Ophelia shook her head.

"Because he has come."

The entire space is composed of countless soul fragments, and then the souls like waves are separated from the middle, and a straight passage reaches the depths of the soul sea.

At the same time, the voice of the Lord of the Mist rang from Roger's ear.

"Very unexpectedly, it turned out that you two came."

"But it seems that you should have reached some kind of cooperation. I should really be ashamed of you. We are just passing by here, and you have given up your hometown!"

"But it doesn't matter, the facts prove that I am correct, and I will take it back with your lives and the entire plane."

"You will be buried in your hometown. This is the greatest kindness I can leave you!"

There is no imaginary army pressure, and there is no so-called temptation, and the number of ordinary transcendents in the final battle is almost meaningless.

The figure of the lord of the mist appeared, he was wearing a standard armor, and there was an extra shield in his hand, and the sun mark on it was extremely dazzling.

"Anything else to say?"

Ophelia's eyes were calm. She did not speak, but gestured to Roger with her head slightly sideways. The next moment her body disappeared, the dazzling light scattered, clearing a large blank area around.

"Follow the plan."

This is Ophelia's only exhortation.

Then darkness and light ushered in the final collision.

Roger squinted, observing the battle between the two.

The manifestations of power may be different, but what they represent is the most extreme power of the entire plane. Temple Street Novel

Those broken soul fragments were destroyed, and if the battle broke out on the real sea, there might have been a vacuum in an area of ​​several kilometers.

"Haha, that's the case, we chose a different direction, Ophelia, it's a pity, I may never be able to kill you with my own hands."

"But the same is true for you."

"However, our biggest difference is that you have to guard this plane, and I don't need it."

"I can't find my way home now, but it doesn't matter. One day, the fog will fill the entire plane. If I can't find it by then, I will completely destroy this place."

"Break this jar and I can see a wider world."

"You are crazy," Ophelia replied.

"Your obsession is too heavy. If you reincarnate again, that thought will even destroy yourself!"

"not again."

"This is my last chance, so prepare to face complete madness!"

There was no fist between the two, it was purely a collision of rules and forces, but it was just like Ophelia had previously guessed.

They can hurt each other or even suffer severe damage, but they have no way to kill each other. Such a battle for too long will even affect the rules of the entire plane.

"Then you, my demon hunter friend, why don't you take action?"

"Waiting for the last chance to drop the card?"

The Lord of the Mist chuckles.

But just when he was about to set off to attack Roger, Ophelia suddenly exploded with all his strength.

Her body turned into a stream of light and slammed into the lord of the mist.

"Pointless attack."

The Lord of the Mist took a stab at random, Ophelia did not evade, and the attack landed on her accurately, and then exploded.

At the same time, her voice rang in Roger's mind.

"Just take advantage of it now!"

After receiving the attack signal, Roger's wrist trembled, the sword fell in his hand, and at the same time five circles appeared.

"I knew that it was the snake of the world. If you trap your body in the sea of ​​souls, then as an important part, the outcome of the entire plane can be imagined."

The Lord of the Mist no longer paid attention to Ophelia, but turned his gaze to Roger.

"You are not the same. There is a breath of soul hidden in you. Sure enough, you are not pure enough!"

The next moment Roger felt his soul tingling, as if a hammer hit his mind.

Click!

He heard a crisp sound, and a deep pit as thick as a thumb appeared on his head. This injury almost recovered in the blink of an eye, but for Roger, it represented that the defenses he had deployed with his body were at stake.

"It's a pity, you made a mistake." The Master of the Mist sneered.

"It's me who wins!"

drink!

At the crisis, Roger roared. He had no time to think about what Ophelia was doing at this time, because his defense was about to be broken in the next second, and his soul would be completely pierced.

No one noticed that just as Roger unleashed his full potential, his soul power also increased explosively.

It is the correlation between body and soul.

This is a secret that even Ophelia does not understand.

Ping!

Numerous cracks appeared on his body, and Roger's defense was defeated, but fortunately, after the buffer just now, the attack from the Lord of the Mist was not as good as before.

Even Roger was able to block it with his own soul energy and counterattack with the trend!

"what!"

The Lord of the Mist shook his head and let out a scream, and at this moment a panic rose in his heart, and then he realized...

Ophelia!

Countless points of light converge, sticking to the surface of the Lord of the Mist like a firefly.

Ophelia seized the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, she took the initiative to split her body in the impact just now and completed the recombination in an instant.

But when the combination was completed, she had completely wrapped the Lord of the Mist from the inside out.

"What are you going to do?!" the lord of the mist roared.

"Seal you, use my body."

"So you can stay here forever!"

"Everything is arranged, my body can just cut off your soul!"

"Do not……!"

Numerous cracks appeared on the surface of Ophelia's body, and every crack was filled with the spiteful gaze of the Lord of the Mist.

Roger ignored the thinking and released his power to help Ophelia suppress the soul of the Lord of the Mist.

Their bodies are all snakes from the world, and the power of the same origin quickly blends together.

In the process, Roger was surprised to find that the fusion between him and Ophelia is irrespective of each other. There is me in you, and you in me.

The two exerted their strength at the same time, and the Lord of the Mist had lost the opportunity.

I don't know how long it took, the surrounding souls calmed down, and the Lord of the Mist could no longer be felt here.

"It's over?" Roger let out a breath.

Although the process was tortuous, the progress was much faster than Roger expected. At this time, he calmed down and he remembered what had just happened.

"In the so-called plan, I am just the bait responsible for attracting the attention of the Lord of the Mist?" Roger sneered.

"You are really as indifferent as always."

"This is the safest way. You have changed a lot. You have been preparing before the battle. Although Siro doesn't care on the surface, in fact, most of your attention has been attracted to you ."

"So as long as you launch an attack at this time, he will definitely be fooled." Ophelia replied lukewarm.

"But you didn't tell me in advance that his attack would kill me. If it wasn't for my luck just now, there would be a corpse lying on the ground."

Roger sneered.

Ophelia shook his head, "Although I told you that you have a high chance of agreeing to this plan, I don't dare to bet that I don't want to affect the final result because of this small mistake."

Ophelia didn't care about Roger's attitude at all. Her rigid approach of only pursuing results made Roger think of a word inexplicably.

machine.

Abandoning the soul, all her actions and practices may be instinctive calculations, such Ophelia is almost no different from lines of code.

From this perspective, ~www.NovelMTL.com~ The choice between Lord of the Mist and Ophelia is not a coincidence, but a necessity.

Thinking of this, Roger suddenly lost his interest in arguing, and he shook his head indifferently.

"Since everything is over, then it's time for me to leave."

"The rest is left to time. When we meet again, it's time to kill him."

"Also."

Ophelia didn't say anything.

But when Roger turned around and planned to leave, Ophelia, who was standing still, looked stiff, and a crack appeared on her cheek.

laugh!

A ray of light shone out, not even Roger's forehead!

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