Demon Hunter and His Hut

Amanda was startled, she released her palm to get rid of the corpse, but at this moment the highly swollen corpse suddenly opened her eyes.

what are you going to do?

It was you who kept pulling me...

Immediately afterwards, something seemed to be wriggling inside the corpse, the skin was stretched almost transparent, and then it burst open.

Crackling!

Before the filth on the corpse approached Amanda, the energy in her body erupted in advance. The flames propped up a wall in front of her, and the flesh was swept away by the heat wave as soon as they approached.

Through the flames, Amanda saw a familiar face float from the corpse's head.

A powerful sorceress...

Tsk tsk.

Before the other party could continue to speak, Amanda suddenly stretched out her left hand, the flame in front of her wrapped her palm, and then held the face floating out of her head at a very fast speed.

caught you!

Amanda snorted coldly, then squeezed hard without saying a word.

call!

The flames burned, but no screams came.

Amanda turned around, she was still falling, and if she hit the ground at this speed, the scene would be very ugly.

At the same time, rows of half-meter-long steel thorns suddenly appeared on the ground that was originally empty, followed by the sound of breaking wind, and the thorns on the ground shot at Amanda.

What the hell is this place?

Amanda was in the air, with nowhere to hide.

But she has been promoted to the second rank at this time, and her strength has improved a lot compared to the last time she met Little Red Riding Hood.

This power is not only reflected in combat effectiveness.

There are also more diverse spells.

The strength of her body was released, the flames wrapped her, and the steel thorns that shot into the air were swept away by the long whip thrown out of the flames before they could get close.

Amanda folded her hands together, and flames were beating on every strand of hair. Not only did she not slow down her fall, but instead, through the push of the flames, the fireball wrapped around her smashed to the ground at a faster speed.

scoff!

On the ground hit by the fireball, there was no imaginary collision sound, no flying mud, no scorched earth.

There was just a sound of cloth being torn apart.

Is that all you can do?

What Roger said really makes sense. Guys who hide their heads and show their tails are always useless!

The ground was as thin as white paper, and it was easily penetrated by the fireball formed around Amanda. The moment the tearing sound sounded, Amanda knew that she had escaped from a painted world.

I can always kill you!

As long as you are still in my painting.

Louis' voices sounded from all directions.

I love this age of technology, which offers us convenience while...

And strong!

Crack!

Amanda heard the sound of the bolt being pulled.

The powerful mental power allowed her to capture a little bit of malice in the dark. In the dense forest, Amanda's body moved quickly.

The next second, a bullet hit the ground with her boots.

She looked up.

The surrounding is a vast expanse of white, and there are endless trees everywhere.

Without stopping in one place, Amanda ran fast, two flaming whips flying in the wind with her hands hanging down.

Swish!

The surrounding trees were easily cut, and Amanda, who was running, quickly noticed the anomaly.

These so-called painted worlds are not separate cursed spaces, but that Lewis was drawn by other methods.

Limited and fragile.

As long as the border is found, it can be destroyed with Amanda's power.

Fire burns everything.

Looking at the burned world in front of her, Amanda was slightly out of breath.

She is not Roger, and the continuous outbreak has made her a little overwhelmed.

And Louis, who was hiding in the dark, apparently found this out.

How much power do you have?

I'm very patient. Your strength always runs out.

Amanda wiped the sweat from her face.

It's the same with your paintings.

The girl sneered, Let me guess how many pictures you have?

you do not need to know!

Louis tried to keep his voice steady.

Enough for me to use up your power and kill you.

Amanda's eyes flashed.

Then you have to speed up.

Because I feel like, three more times at most, I'll be able to find the secret of the world in the painting and break your neck!

It's obvious that the other party is just an ordinary person, but Amanda can't let go because of the environment.

The anger in his heart grew stronger, and even the momentum on his body rose a bit.

She recalled several previous murders and thought of all the things she encountered after coming to the manor.

Why did he kill those ordinary people?

Could it be that he knew that he was going to fight the superhuman, so he prepared so many worlds in the painting in advance?

One thought flashed in my mind.

No, that's not right!

Roger said that the more powerful the cursed item, the more restrictions it may have on the use of it. This guy should be just an ordinary person, but this thing in his hand...

But it's too strong!

Amanda felt like she was getting very close to the truth.

He's draining my power.

There aren't that many worlds in paintings at all...

Amanda tried her best to find some openings around her.

When she was thinking, a powerful force suddenly came from behind, Amanda turned her head, and a man with flames all over her body was standing not far from him.

Figured out?

A wicked smile appeared on Louis' face.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

The world has absorbed your power, and as the battle progresses, you will become weaker and weaker, and I will become stronger!

Feeling the same source of power on the other side as herself, Amanda was not panicking.

What do you think power is?

Simple stacking?

She sneered, and the whip in her hand swept towards the opponent's neck.

Snapped!

A big tree suddenly appeared between the two of them, and the thick trunk blocked Amanda's sight. She sank in her heart and flashed aside subconsciously.

Snapped!

The ground was cracked, and Louis did not know when to bypass the tree and appeared beside Amanda strangely.

But in terms of skills, of course I'm not your opponent.

Louis looked calm.

But this is my drawing, the pen is in my hand!

As soon as he finished speaking, Amanda found that several sturdy tree trunks suddenly appeared beside her. These things seemed to appear out of thin air, instantly blocking the range of Amanda's escape.

Although I can't do whatever I want...

Louis' voices came from all directions.

but……

Louis seemed to enjoy the feeling of being hidden behind the scenes, and his voice was full of malice that could not be concealed.

Amanda knew that there would be continuous attacks, but at this moment, a familiar voice came from the sky.

But that's it for you.

Roger?!

Amanda exclaimed in surprise.

She didn't know what was going on outside, but it was obvious that Roger had found Louis' hideout.

You...why are you here?

There was a terrified voice surrounding Louis.

Where's Lancelot?

How could he let you go...

he died.

Roger said coldly.

You're too soon!

The next second, Amanda felt that the entire space was shaking, and then everything in front of her began to melt, and the surrounding scenery became the original paint again.

The torrent swept through, and when she came to her senses, she found that she had come to a dark and narrow room.

Opposite him, Roger was pinching Louis' neck with a relaxed expression.

I have found the loophole in the world in the painting, and if you don't come, I will soon be able to crack the secret.

Seeing Roger Amanda finally breathed a sigh of relief.

secret?

Roger smiled, Aren't you afraid that I'm a fake, this kid used a paintbrush to deceive you?

That's impossible!

Amanda's eyes widened, No one knows you better than me...

Amanda stopped the conversation abruptly, I'm really about to find the flaw in the world in the painting.

The red-haired girl raised her head.

This is an unfinished painting, so it can be repeatedly revised and even smeared, and the first stroke that falls on this paper is its flaw.

Amanda looked at Roger.

Am i right?

Roger didn't answer Amanda's question, but tightened his hand.

I didn't think about it that much.

The IQ is not enough, and the strength comes together.

It's done.

If it were me, the whole world would have been torn apart with one sword.

Amanda pouted, but said nothing.

What are you going to do with him?

Roger asked.

Of course, take it back and hand it over to the Warlock Assembly.

Roger shook his head.

I'm afraid not.

Then, he briefly recounted the previous events, and also mentioned some of his own guesses.

Besides, when you see this guy, he's actually not that young at all.

What he drives is a skin, and in this body there is another soul.

Roger lowered his head and looked at the shivering Louis.

Am I right? Mr. Lewis.

No need for him to answer, the attitude shown by Louis has already explained everything.

How is this going?

Amanda hadn't figured it out yet.

Don't kill me, please let me go!

Louis wept bitterly.

I'm just an ordinary person...

But you've lived more than 100 years.

Please let me go, knowing that I am a victim too.

It's Lancelot, and Lancelot asked me to do a lot of things.

Louis gasped, partly because Roger's palms were getting tighter and tighter, and partly because of the panic in his heart.

Please believe me, before I met Lancelot, I didn't know the so-called extraordinary world, and I didn't know the Knights of the Round Table.

Even my father doesn't know that my mother once married other people and even had children!

What mother and father, what are you talking about?

Amanda felt confused.

He is referring to his own soul, not this body.

Roger explained.

From the outside, they are a famous Polish painting family.

But in fact, whether it's Louis or his father or grandfather, they're all one person. The body is just the body, and it's another guy who manipulates the body.

Am i right?

Roger looked at Louis.

Louis nodded, and Amanda finally sorted out the relationship.

But she still had some doubts.

This guy is just an ordinary person. Does he use some weird methods to keep his body forever young, or does he replace it every once in a while.

Although the results of the two methods are the same, the underlying information is completely different.

Ordinary people's bodies cannot avoid aging...

Lewis replied.

So these bodies, young bodies, are all drawn by me with a brush.

Draw it?

Amanda was stunned at first, but then she seemed to understand something.

She looked around.

Then the world we're in now...

The world in the painting.

I want you to hear my story too, please believe me, things wouldn't have turned out like this before you met Lancelot.

Roger loosened his palm slightly so that Louis could breathe more air.

The time goes back 100 years. We are a family of artists, dealing with some antique paintings, and dealing with the upper class and even the royal family.

However, I have no talent in painting. By chance, I met a down-and-out painter. I admired his talent and became friends with him.

However, it's strange that he doesn't seem to have much interest in money, but he has always wanted to paint a portrait of me, and I agreed without thinking much.

But the painting time for this painting was extraordinarily long. It lasted for more than a month before and after. In the process of painting, something wonderful happened. I feel that my whole person has changed.

Everything around me became out of place. I started to lose weight, and I lost interest in food, women, and other stimuli, but correspondingly, I became more and more vivid in his writings.

Until the day the portrait was completed, I felt as if I had a new life on the drawing paper, and I finally knew the man's secret.

A strange light flashed in Louis' eyes.

He doesn't have any talent at all, it's not him who has extraordinary ability, but the pen in his hand!

That's a magic pen.

He absorbed the blood and soul of that man's body, and then created a brand new me.

I live in the world of paintings.

From that day on, the world seemed to be turned upside down for me. In reality, I became a shell and a tool. Under the control of that pen, I began to show my talents.

The days went by until I met Lancelot.

There were no surprises at the reunion, he quickly discovered my secret, and he used me to help him with one thing.

Damage transfer.

Louis spit out a word.

Lancelot noticed that I can map changes to the painting to the observer, so he hopes to get inspiration from here to find the transfer damage...

Even the method of transferring confinement.

As the experiment went on, more and more people were killed, but with him covering me, nothing was revealed.

So many years passed, I also changed my body, and the damage transfer he wanted was finally achieved.

But he's not satisfied, he just became even crazier not long ago.

Louis looked submissive, but a strange light flashed in his eyes when no one noticed.

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