Demon Hunter and His Hut

Click!

The proud Zalu felt a pain in his mouth, and only then did he realize that what he had bitten was not the neck of the man in front of him, but a pistol with a special luster.

So you like this?

Henryk shook his head seriously.

I'm sorry, but my guns are only for girls to play with.

The next moment he pulled the trigger.

The bullet made by the psychic master Heller...

Henrik let out a long sigh.

I'm helping Roger, and I have to ask him for another.

It was almost impossible to feel too much impact, a little white light flashed, and the head of the monster in front of him exploded again.

However, unlike the last time, the first bullet, Henrique used only ordinary psionic bullets to avoid errors, but the second shot used the special bullet that Roger provided him.

It was a terrifying bullet that was said to inflict fatal damage on crescent-class enemies.

Soon the particularity of the bullet was revealed. The man named Zaru had his head exploded, and his whole person seemed to be between liquid and solid.

But this time, with the suppression of the energy in the bullet, a terrible change appeared in the man's body. A certain characteristic of his body was stripped away and gradually showed his original appearance.

Immediately after, his right eye protruded and exploded with a bang, and a red meat worm the thickness of a finger crawled out of it. The meat worm wriggled, and his body changed rapidly.

But the change was too sudden and too fast, and soon the flesh worm's body began to collapse, followed by the man.

There were different changes in his body.

The head of a cow, the claws of a wolf, and the skin of a murloc.

Henrik's face changed, and the various characteristics displayed on the man reminded him of the various monsters he saw when the disaster broke out in that special space at night.

What the hell are they doing?

Why is there a change in a person's body that only a monster can appear?!

Henrik quickly stepped back, just at this moment the man seemed to regain his sanity for a while, he stretched out his hand, his face was in severe pain.

Save me... save me...

Bang!

The physical conflicts converged and finally exploded.

Looking at the pistol covered with filthy liquid, Henrik looked disgusted, but he quickly put away the gun, took out the machete he carried, and rushed towards the manor not far away.

The fog shrouded in the manor quickly dissipated, and Henrik searched the entire manor, but could not find the two Rogers.

Where did they go?

Suddenly an idea popped into his mind, thinking of this possibility, he quickly took out his mobile phone and made a call.

With tangible evidence, you must contact Mr. Sean immediately!

…………

Tatata!

Roger pressed hard step by step, and even formed a suppression of Dickinson. He released Quinn's seal, and the seal enveloped him within two meters of his body.

In it, any movement of Dickinson can't escape Roger's perception, if not for Dickinson's body's own strength surpassing Roger's by a large margin.

I am afraid that Roger had caught the flaw long ago and cut off his head.

Although this kind of perception cannot be made extremely delicate, for Roger, with his swordsmanship, he can react in advance with a little omen.

The steel sword in his hand swallowed like a poisonous snake.

Swish swish!

At the last moment, the three o'clock lights flashed together strangely.

Click!

The terrifying piercing force formed pierced Dickinson's weapon, and Roger rushed forward, just one point faster, and he could pierce Dickinson's throat.

At this moment, the weapon in Dickinson's hand turned into black clothes again, but the clothes did not flow to Dickinson's body, but followed the viper steel sword and rushed towards Roger's wrist at a very fast speed.

In this case, Roger could only step back, his wrists trembling, and as he stepped back, the steel sword in his hand was churning.

Light, heavy, slow, urgent.

In just one breath, Roger made dozens of changes, and this completely untraceable burst also disrupted Dickinson's attack.

But for Dickinson, his purpose has also been achieved.

He is an old hunter-level witcher, more precisely, the body he has now is a blood hunter.

Warlocks practice the spirit, while blood hunters focus more on the body.

After entering the extraordinary realm, they will awaken special abilities, and those with this bloodline can be called blood hunters.

However, unlike Warlocks, Warlocks' bloodlines are often purer and have greater potential for development, while Blood Hunters are more complex.

This is naturally a pity for Warlocks, but it becomes less obvious for Blood Hunters.

The broad and the miscellaneous, the specialized and the refined, these are two completely different paths, and there is no way to distinguish the better and the worse.

Dickinson blinked.

A pair of pale eyes appeared on his eyebrows.

These eyes have no lids or pupils, and a chaotic paleness surges in them.

【Slow Eye】

One of Dickinson's white eyes suddenly burst open. There was no blood flowing from the burst eyes, but a cloud of white mist, which rushed into Roger's body in an instant. The next second, a terrible A sense of heaviness enveloped his body.

Roger's heart sank, and he tried to step back, but the heaviness from his body made him almost lose his balance.

laugh!

The black mist floating in the air automatically gathered in Dickinson's hand and re-formed a weapon.

It's just that the weapon in his hand is slightly smaller than before.

I'll cut off your limbs.

Dickinson said softly, then raised the sword in his hand.

Shh!

A cold light flashed, the long knife had already been slashed into the air, and at this time Roger had just raised the weapon in his hand.

His speed is more than doubled!

At a critical juncture, Roger remained calm. He turned his palm up, and orange flames spewed out.

Dickinson held back the sword in his hand, and the weapon moved laterally to block Roger's flames, but when he stirred up the flames in front of him, a steel sword with green rays of light had already arrived in front of him!

Roger, who was in a state of sluggishness, did not retreat but advanced, and even chose to face the difficulties!

Slow, heavy...

Black bear...

Profound meaning...

The aura in his mind and the feeling in his body were intertwined, and Roger felt that he had grasped something.

【corrosion】

Dickinson's brain sank slightly, he raised the weapon in his hand, but in the next second, a violent and irresistible impact came head-on.

He felt that the power of the young man opposite had skyrocketed several times in an instant!

Obviously in a state of sluggishness, but Dickinson suddenly lost the trajectory of the long sword in front of his eyes.

start.

Then it ends.

pat.

The weapon in his hand was split in two, and there was a sizzling sound at the broken edge, followed by a terrible pain in the body.

He lowered his head and watched the steel sword in Roger's hand drawn out of his body.

what happened?

You have clearly caught my slow eye!

Half of his body slid down from his shoulders, and his internal organs fell from it, but at this time Roger didn't seem to hear Dickinson's words.

Through Dickinson's eyes, Roger actually saw a strange palace. From the center of the palace to the depths of the ground, an ugly figure appeared.

He sensed a little familiarity in this figure.

As if something should belong to him.

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