Demon Hunter and His Hut

"The Demon Hunter and His Hut (

There was no hut that Roger was familiar with, no warm fire, and nothingness around him. In the chaos, I felt that the whole world had become fragmented.

He raised his head and looked into the distance, and then he saw a figure riddled with holes.

"Isn't that the life you have always longed for?"

"Isn't that the fundamental reason why you resisted the call and chose to stay in a strange world?"

A voice rang from the bottom of his heart, and Roger raised his head and looked at the fragmented figure.

"This question is meaningless." With empty physical strength, he was like an ordinary person at this time, unable to feel any extraordinary power.

"I have no value for you to use, so there is no need to build a virtual world in order to paralyze me or be satisfied."

"Unless you don't have a plan." Roger slowly raised his head when he said this.

"You hope that I can surrender that part of the power willingly. Although you have taken them now, you can't completely convert it, is it true?"

Roger's eyes flashed.

"Yes."

The illusory figure voluntarily admitted, "Look at my current body, just like that world. Destruction is a foreseeable thing. I can even accurately predict everything that happens every moment before the world's demise."

"Accurate to every person, animal, and leaf."

"Want to feel that kind of despair?"

"Then what am I, are the memories in my mind about to happen or are they completely fictitious?"

Roger raised the question in his mind.

"You are a part of me."

"The broken world needs to be repaired. In countless years, I have sent many saviors. Some of their success has brought back some world origins and fragments of rules, but more of them are gone forever."

"Ophelia and Nasiro." Roger said two names.

"I remember them, that was the last batch I sent out when the world rules were relatively complete, a powerful warlock and a top dragon."

"Since then, I have used all my strength to solidify the whole world. Although this will greatly weaken the abilities I have, I must do this."

"I must try my best to make this world live longer before they rush back."

There was no ups and downs in the voice of the other party, and at this moment, a picture was unfolded before Roger's eyes. He saw bright sunshine, snow-covered valleys, clear streams and small animals in the forest.

Everything is so quiet, peaceful and full of life.

But the life full of life in front of me is dead.

It's like a frozen picture.

"Keep on living and linger?" Roger smiled.

He thought he would see a dark world where magma was surging.

"This is the last glory. It may be thousands of years away from its destruction, or it may be an instant."

"And now, the power you can bring back can save it to the utmost extent, and then I can resuscitate and let the world go into normal circulation, and at the same time, it can activate all of my power."

"Then launch a plane aggression."

"Using that door as a passage, based on the rules you brought back, I will gradually absorb everything from that plane!"

"In the past, when the world's rules were still relatively perfect, I could send more extraordinary people, but they could only bring back fragmented power. Although there were a large number of people, the speed of repairing could not keep up with the speed of damage."

"So after I had to freeze the world, I could only choose to cut a part of myself and start again."

"It takes time for you to grow, and there are countless variables in the middle, but as long as you can return here again, what I can get is no longer sporadic origins and rules."

"It's a gap, a plane that allows me to do whatever I want!"

"We have no time. This is the last chance."

"The more we recover, the stronger we are, and then we can go farther. Everything is moving in a good direction. Together, we can save our world."

"That's yours, not mine."

Roger shook his head.

"It's like killing and renewing life, and death is what I care about." Roger snorted coldly.

After a long period of silence, the fragmented figure tried to condense, and then a familiar face appeared.

That is Roger's face.

"What I said, you are a part of me, we are one."

"This world is destroyed, and you will no longer exist."

"What you care about is not that world, just some people in that world, and I can satisfy you with this!"

The man raised his hand, and in front of Roger's eyes, another picture appeared, familiar castles, familiar buildings, and those friendly smiling faces.

"I thought you prefer ordinary life, now tell me, as long as you want, I can satisfy you!"

"There you can live forever with your friends."

A scene was staged, but Roger was cold all over!

"Enough, it's enough for me to experience that kind of life once."

"Just so, I accept the fate of death."

"Also, am I the only one?"

In the figure in front of him, Roger felt exactly the same breath as Ophelia before.

Pure reason, and ultimate purpose.

He doesn't think that with such an important opportunity, the opponent will put all the chips for victory on him alone.

"There is no one else. This is the limit I can do under the current circumstances. After all, you are different from everyone else."

"And in order to solidify this world, almost all the resources of the entire plane have been consumed. In your memory, the so-called intersection of celestial bodies is an illusion."

"There is no other world. There is only one world left on the entire plane, and that world is on the verge of destruction~www.NovelMTL.com~ so you are indeed the only one."

The other party replied.

The heart was complicated. Roger didn't know what to say at this time, but at this moment he heard another message.

"You are the only one, but this is not the first attempt, but the only success after 283,567 failures in the past."

Upon hearing this answer, Roger's spirit tensed sharply.

"Should I feel honored?"

"What if I fail?"

"Initialize, then start from scratch."

"Really direct enough." Roger sneered.

"Lost all your memories and become an ordinary game otaku?"

"No, you will throw it away with this part."

Roger felt a kind of chill inexplicably, "Every time I start, the memory is different?"

"of course."

"I said that now there is only one world left on our plane, but in other destroyed worlds, I have countless samples to choose from."

From the other party's words, Roger quickly understood a deeper meaning.

"That is to say... Except for the part that was gamified, there is a part of my memory that is real?"

"Yes it is."

"But those are not important. Your essence and origin are the starting point of everything. Memory is just a filler, and we are one."

"Stuffing?" Roger shook his head.

"Maybe memory can't completely determine a person, but it is definitely not a filler in your mouth."

There was light in Roger's eyes.

"In addition, thank you for the illusory life that you simulated for me before, because that made me understand that even if you deprive me of power, I am not without the power to fight!

"I am a part of you, and so are you."