Demon Hunter and His Hut

Quick, there's a battle ahead!

Three or five figures quickly passed by, and soon came to the place where Roger had fought before, and when they arrived, all they saw was a mess.

The ground cracked open, and the pale bodies of the Boneguards were scattered around them, and in the midst of the ruins they found a headless body.

Is this Lord Patrick?

A knight with a bushy beard said tremblingly.

Master Patrick is dead?

There are also three strong men accompanying him.

What happened here, that even the three Lord Bone Guards couldn't resist? Someone asked doubtfully.

As they spoke, they scanned their surroundings vigilantly.

What should we do now? Everyone looked at the bearded leader.

This is no longer something we can handle, please inform Lord Eres. The bearded man looked worried.

Everyone looked at each other and nodded, and then nodded to use a special method to contact Eres who was far away in the land of their ancestors.

But just when they were about to act, there was a strange noise behind them.

It felt like some kind of mollusk crawling slowly out of a cavity.

What are you doing? The sharp voice pierced into my ears, sounding like thousands of worms crawling through the bottom of my heart.

The bearded man turned around abruptly, and then saw Patrick's corpse sitting up unsteadily.

Around his neck, there was a mass of black, sticky, python-like thing slowly wriggling.

The bearded man took a closer look, only to find that the python-like thing grew out of Patrick's chest cavity. With the shaking of his body, the thing swayed back and forth, and then formed a tumor at the top.

The slime on the surface was peeled off indiscriminately, the spherical object gradually became clear, and then blurred facial features appeared.

You are……

Everyone drew their weapons.

take it easy,

It's me, Patrick.

I was attacked and had to use this method to escape the crisis. Give me a little more time to recover.

After hearing Patrick's words, several people's faces softened a little, and the bearded man even stepped forward.

Come closer and help me up, and be careful at the same time.

Patrick's facial features were not complete, and his voice was a little vague. After hearing his words, several people immediately became tense.

The bearded man supported Patrick's body, and several other people formed a circle to protect Patrick in the middle.

My lord, what shall we do now?

Are you the only ones here? Patrick answered irrelevantly.

Yes. The bearded man glanced around and nodded at the same time, The commotion here has attracted everyone's attention, and the other Dragon Iron Guards are defending, hindering their investigation.

Oh... that's good. Patrick let out a long breath, and suddenly his voice rose sharply.

Careful, on the right! he yelled.

After hearing what he said, everyone glanced to the right subconsciously, but at this moment, Patrick exploded into trouble.

First, he stretched out his hand and pierced the bearded man's forehead, and then his body turned around, and the gorgeous silver light swept across, and the several dragon iron guards surrounding him were cut off in half.

With only time to let out a scream, Patrick launched another attack, piercing through everyone's heads in an instant!

From his attack to the end, it was only a split second, and at this time, except for the strongest bearded man who was still breathing, everyone else had died suddenly.

Your Excellency...you are not Lord Patrick!

The bearded man looked terrified, but Patrick had serious eyes, stepped forward and crushed the bearded man's head.

It's your fault for seeing something you shouldn't see.

Patrick clutches his head.

After doing all this, he released his strength and carefully checked the surrounding environment, and he was relieved until he confirmed that no one else was hiding around.

At this moment, there was a slight energy fluctuation from the bracelet on his left hand, and Patrick's face changed slightly. He carefully checked his physical condition, and only then activated the power to activate the fluctuation on the bracelet until the facial features on his face completely returned to normal. .

Why did it take so long?

Eric's voice came.

Patrick looked horrified and recounted what had happened.

what?

Kenneth is accompanied by an unknown strong man, a ring dragon warlock?

The phantom of Erez slowly emerged.

I don't know the other party's bloodline, but he is wearing the armor left behind by Emir after his death. Patrick said tremblingly.

idiot!

Didn't I tell you to stabilize the situation?

Look what you've done!

Even if it was just a phantom, Patrick could still imagine Erez's anger at this time.

I... I'm just worried that Kenneth's use of that armor will affect our plan. Patrick argued.

If you are not my son, I will kill you with my own hands! Erez's eyes showed serious murderous intent.

Huh... Now that the incident has happened, let's find a way to deal with him. Immediately, Eres changed the subject.

Others die when they die, how about you?

Patrick took a breath, It's a lucky chance to save his life.

By the way, what is the real combat power of that guy named Roger? Erez asked suddenly.

The strength is very strong, but the three bone guards can barely deal with him. Patrick's eyes flashed slightly.

Kenneth was seriously injured, so I don't know if what Roger showed is his true strength.

All Els thought.

Get out of there as soon as possible, then seal off the whole world, find a place to hide, and I will take care of the rest myself.

They must not leave Bisar alive!

After communicating the details of the entire plan, Erez ended the call.

Patrick knelt and sat there blankly.

Emotions flickered in his eyes, his clenched fists loosened and then tightened, but in the end he gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

I'm sorry, Father, I didn't mean to deceive you, but if you know that I have used the ability of transformation and rebirth...

I'm afraid you will never make me heir to the throne.

What Patrick has mastered is a special ability, not the rebirth of a broken limb in the ordinary sense, but the ability to recover even a broken head after the body has suffered a devastating damage.

But such capabilities do not come without a price.

Although a life was recovered, the caster lost the possibility of promotion forever.

In other words, Patrick will remain at the peak of the fourth order throughout his life.

For the king of the Silver Dragon clan, this is absolutely not allowed.

So he killed the bearded man and others who were the first to investigate, and concealed this important information from Eres.

Even lied about it, vaguely about Roger's specific strength.

Even though he knew that doing so would bring dire consequences, Patrick was still willing to take the risk at the thought of losing that position.

Leave here first, and the rest will wait for father to arrive.

There will be a way, there will be a way. Patrick kept comforting himself.

…………

In the boundless darkness, Roger couldn't even feel his own existence.

There is a dim light in the distance that seems to be guiding him.

There are voices all around.

It's like a group of people whispering softly, and it's like the friction from the impact of weapons, isn't it, like a ballad?

Still gasping for breath.

Every step he took, the sound he heard was completely different. As he continued to approach, the light in the distance became more and more obvious, and he gradually saw the scene shrouded in light.

A flickering lamp and an ordinary wooden house.

Hunter's lodge?

With his mind in chaos, Roger walked mechanically until he came to the door and reached out to touch the door.

You came.

A voice sounded, and the house in front of him shattered in the next second, followed by the surrounding darkness.

The shattered fragments pierced into Roger's body like a sharp blade. As the world spun, Roger saw the broken earth, collapsed hills, and reversed rivers.

Countless crying faces.

It's a broken world.

The next moment, consciousness was reawakened, and Roger opened his eyes suddenly.

Holding a large stone bowl in his hand, which contained a green viscous liquid, Roger sighed softly and shook his head helplessly.

This is what he saw in his coma, and even when he was awake, it would flash from time to time.

In the depths of consciousness, the embers of the bulletin board burned left a striking handwriting.

The Alpine Trial has been completed!

The three major trials are completed, and the final mission begins.

Broken world.

A powerful demon hunter, you have passed the three trials with a very high degree of completion, honed your physique, tenacious spirit, powerful strength, and forged your soul!

Rescue a world on the verge of shattering after a celestial rendezvous, collect the manifestations of the rule shards, and find your way home.

Not only are you saving the world, but you are also saving yourself.

A powerful witcher, your power comes from that world, leaving an indelible imprint on your soul.

The world is destroyed, and you will cease to exist.

That is your starting point and your return journey.

These handwritings did not disappear immediately after Roger read them, but remained in his consciousness all the time.

As long as he closes his eyes, it will appear clearly in front of him.

There is very little information provided in the handwriting, but Roger has already guessed his identity. Of course, in addition to these words, there are also some corresponding information in the library.

Rendezvous.

Now Roger no longer regards the previous memory as a pure game. A book appeared in his mind with a detailed explanation of the convergence of the celestial and spheres.

Dear reader, please imagine our world as a ship sailing on the vast sea.

Standing on the deck, we can see other distant ships, that is, other stars.

Each of these ships carried cargo and crew, and usually passed us at such a distance that it was impossible to see even with a telescope.

Every few years, though, big storms break out on this cosmic sea, so violent that they blow ships toward each other, sailing close together. At this time, part of the crew on one ship can be moved to another ship, and the cargo may also be spilled on the adjacent ship.

When the weather eases, the ships will separate again and go their separate ways.

This is only the most common explanation, but what is not recorded above is if there are multiple conjunctions of the celestial spheres, world invasions, or even when only one ship is left at sea in a violent storm.

What will happen then?

Now Roger knew.

A devastated world with broken rules.

On that vast ocean, that big ship has swallowed all other ships that can be swallowed.

But the storm intensified.

In this situation, if he wants to save himself, the captain can only jump out of this sea, go to other planes, plunder the rule fragments, and repair this crumbling ship.

A sudden realization rose in Roger's heart. He knew that he was by no means the only one who was sent out.

He suddenly thought of the rumored Lord of the Mist, the strange rising speed, and the familiar pattern of the sun.

Could he be some nobleman from Nilfgaard?

Are we sharing the same goal?

Roger didn't know.

The so-called three major trials are a standard, and only when this is achieved, can one be qualified to save the world that is on the verge of shattering.

Plunder the rules in this plane and transform them into manifestations through the hunter's hut, just like the previous door and lantern.

Then find your way home and continue your life for that world.

It is also to continue life for oneself.

Broken ships sailing in the sea of ​​the plane, and Roger also thought of the undulating sea and isolated island when he first woke up.

What an interesting coincidence.

He couldn't help sighing.

Ro... Mr. Roger. Kenneth's voice interrupted Roger's thoughts.

Where are we?

Bissar, I don't know the exact location.

Roger walked up to Kenneth and handed over the stone bowl in his hand.

Drink it.

Sir, I used a taboo technique, and I was hurt to the source, you find...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

Before Kenneth could finish speaking, Roger poured down the liquid in the bowl.

Immediately afterwards, he took a step back, and the whole person broke away from the silver armor.

Losing his control, the colored armor moved spontaneously, and then slowly merged with Kenneth who was lying on the stone platform.

This is……?

Kenneth looked surprised, and then felt his soul merged with this powerful armor.

This... this is left to you by Uncle Emil.

I'm giving it to you now.

Roger put his hand on Kenneth's forehead, Concentrate and feel this armor. It is the last gift of Emil. Although it does not contain his soul, it contains all the essence of his blood.

And now you need to infuse it with a soul and bring it back to life!

There were tears in Kenneth's eyes.

This is a testimony of your friendship, I can't have it... Kenneth still said stubbornly.

Shut up.

Isn't he your father? As a son, he will naturally inherit his father's behest.

Kenneth opened his mouth, and let out a long breath.

I'm pretty sure about that, Emile is really just my uncle, he told me that himself.

Roger blinked.

What kind of world is this...

Even the father will admit his mistake, or is the world of the Dragon Clan too chaotic?

stealing fragrance

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