Demon Hunter and His Hut

In the room, Roger has selected the items he needs, and the style of the clothes is more exaggerated, and the combination is very in line with the witcher's dress in the game.

He opened the box he was carrying and took out the Sword of Cursed. Normally, this weapon could not be brought here.

But this is not too difficult for Roger, who has the seal of Axel.

After disguising the cursed sword, Roger re-equipped it on his back. He didn't need to disguise himself as anyone, the witcher was the best identity.

Looking at the look in the mirror and in the game with Geralt's somewhat similar outfit, Roger showed a satisfied smile.

Yes, there is only one mask left now.

He clicked on the list and was about to pick one at random, but at this time his eyes were attracted by the masks with different shapes on the computer screen.

The material types of the masks are completely different. Some are simple and atmospheric, some are dark and treacherous, some are bronze, some steel, some are wood, and even pale human skulls can be found in them.

Each one is very unique. It is no exaggeration to say that anyone can choose their favorite mask here.

Roger originally planned to choose a bronze mask that was modeled after the wolf's head, but after thinking about it, he gave up the idea and found a baseball mask stained with blood.

Well, I have also been to Crystal Lake. It shouldn't be too much to disguise the famous Crystal Lake Killer.

I clicked OK, but the mask was not sent to Roger's room through the elevator. Not long after, there was a soft sound outside the door, and a beautiful-faced female waiter came to Roger's room with a black suitcase.

Dear guest, allow me to do the finishing touches for you myself.

Said to be a waiter, but it was completely tempted by uniforms. Roger guessed that there must be indescribable things happening in many rooms at this time.

He didn't refuse, watching the girl open the suitcase and take out a baseball mask.

The material of the mask was neither metal nor plastic, and Roger could smell the breath of death contained within it.

This is a mask made of bones.

Crystal stones of unknown materials are inlaid on the positions of the eyes,

No one can guess the emotions contained in the eyes through the mask.

Can I check?

It's your right.

The lady bent down, held up the mask with both hands, and the gathered arms squeezed the area under the neck into an exaggerated shape.

Roger took the mask and quietly released a ray of spiritual power.

There is no built-in magic circle, and there is no strange atmosphere. Except for the material, the mask seems to be very normal.

He nodded, and the maid took the mask and put it on Roger's face.

There was no suffocation as imagined, and the icy edge was clinging to the skin, but after a while, Roger didn't seem to feel a foreign object on his cheek.

Sir, the dance is about to start, do you want to enter now?

The woman raised her head and bit her lower lip.

Take me to the dance.

There was a trace of imperceptible loss in the woman's eyes, but she soon returned to normal, reaching out to touch a piece of metal on the wall, and swiping her fingerprints.

The entire wall sank inward, and a downward passage appeared in front of Roger's eyes.

Ahead is an area that only you can enter.

The lady bowed down.

This is a night of lust only for you.

Roger stepped into it, there was a little light on both sides of the stairs, and the stairs rolled down automatically in the next second, and Roger was taken to a red wooden door.

Pushing the door open, the noise rushed into his ears, and he felt as if he had entered a world where monsters are rampant.

Covering the whole body, but only the female mummy with the chest exposed, the magician with the staff in hand and the empty under the robe.

One of the women only drew spider-like lines on her body. Seeing this scene, Roger couldn't help but pouted.

What about the exchange of civilizations?

Seeing this scene, the fool knows what will happen next.

Alcohol, dancing, making eye contact in a narrow area, rubbing your ears, and then there will be scenes that are indescribable.

If it was just that, it would be boring.

Hey man, you're wearing a lot of clothes, aren't you under age?

Do you really think this is a masquerade party?

A slightly mechanical electronic synthesis sound came, and it seemed that the dance did not restrict the participants from communicating with each other.

Roger turned his head and saw a Roshan wrapped in a white robe, with a ghost mask on the man's face.

As for how Roger can tell the gender of each other.

Forget it, Roger really didn't want to take a second look.

Spicy eyes.

Just then the music started, the surrounding lights dimmed, and pink smoke spewed from the ground.

The lights gathered in front of the stage, and a woman wearing a cutout diamond dress walked out.

Martha...

Although wearing a mask, Roger recognized this woman's identity at a glance. What surprised him was the extra thing on Martha's clean back...

That pair of wings.

Black, broad bat wings.

Everyone in the field let out a cry of amazement.

God, how did she do it?

That thing looks real.

Look at it moving.

Can this thing really take her to fly?

Roger didn't say a word, and the eyes under his mask became the vertical pupils of Huang Chengcheng.

He was quite sure that those wings were not disguise.

Banshee? Succubus?

The dance party has officially started. It is not allowed to reveal the real identity, and it is not allowed to take off the mask. There is a room prepared for everyone behind the red door.

Of course, if you want, you can also choose any place to communicate, the table dance floor.

Martha pointed to her feet.

Even here!

She clapped her hands as she spoke, and then a large group of men and women emerged from behind him.

These people wear weird clothes, the only difference is the masks on their faces.

Like a mold made of paraffin, it is smooth, rigid, and lifeless.

If not enough fun.

Martha pointed to a rustic wooden door behind the stage.

Go there and all your desires will be satisfied!

Clap her hands, and Martha's voice seemed to ring in her ears.

Enjoy yourself!

This sentence seemed to turn on some kind of switch, and the next moment, the entire hall became chaotic.

I don't know if it was the desire in my heart that was aroused, or the weird music and fog, in short, everyone in the room was crazy and almost beast.

Roger stood on the spot, he had already noticed the abnormality here, and at this moment, Martha on the stage came to him.

Every time she took a step, diamonds fell from her body. When she came to Roger, the hollow dress was almost transparent.

Her voice was crisp and sweet without the distortion of the mask.

Mr. Geralt, are you waiting for me here?

Roger smiled.

I am a relatively peaceful person, and I have no interest in this kind of thing.

It's ok.

Martha pointed to the wooden door at the end of the stage.

Push open that door.

There's everything you want in there.

There is endless temptation in the sound.

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