Demon Hunter and His Hut

fk!

Henrik put down his weapon.

When did this kid Roger become so strong?

This guy is already Tier 3?

In the last battle in the manor, due to the division of the battlefield, Henrik did not see the battle between Roger and William, although he had always overestimated Roger's fighting power.

But he really didn't expect that in just a month or two, Roger was just a promising witcher when he left in Bordeaux.

But now his comprehensive combat power has reached Tier 3, and he has become a veritable powerhouse.

We better not interfere with the battle between them.

Ge Wei, who was standing aside, said.

She knew exactly how Roger's weapon was obtained, and seeing the changes that happened to Roger, she couldn't help but be a little worried.

Dark energy is secretive and powerful, but the erosion of people's hearts is also very terrifying.

Both of them knew that rashly intervening at this time would only distract Roger, and they stepped back, avoiding the scope of the battle between the two.

Look at the sun here.

Henrik suddenly noticed something and pointed to the sunset hanging in the sky.

Only then did Ge Wei realize that it had been a while since they opened the door and the time between the two of them fighting, but the sunset on the horizon did not move at all.

The surrounding time seemed to stand still.

This Bedwell is fully prepared, and he has no plans to let any of us leave.

Ge Wei looked puzzled.

What is he hiding?

And what is the purpose of preparing in the castle?

Gevey guessed that what Bedwell was hiding was the real reason for his eagerness to kill everyone.

Tom!

The lake rolled and Bedwell burst out.

The casual clothes originally worn on him have disappeared, and the elegant face has become rigid and majestic, and a set of light armor has been added to his body.

The style of the armor is quaint, apparently some years old.

The weapon in your hand gives me a familiar feeling, very much like the sword of the Headless Horseman.

Strange, this weapon doesn't seem to be usable by ordinary people at all.

Putting on this light armor, Bedwell can actually walk on the water, the rippling lake surface is like a mirror, just a little light, his whole person will gallop away like a sharp sword!

quick! Extremely fast!

【Breaking the wind】

A knight like Bedwell really has a lot of exquisite swordsmanship in his hands, and there is no violent sound.

Bedwell appeared in front of Roger almost teleportingly.

Extreme speed forms a powerful driving force.

He doesn't even need to slash and slash, anything blocking his path will be easily split in two!

Roger took a deep breath and let out a low growl in his throat.

【Sonic Shock】

This is the first time Roger has used this skill from the trophy blessing in battle.

Activating this ability at this time does not seek to hurt the enemy, even if it can have a momentary impact on Bedwell, it is enough!

【Axie】

The spirit gathered into an awl and slammed into Bedwell's mind fiercely, and at the same time Roger was ready to fight back.

The killing intent in his chest was surging. At this time, he just wanted to chop up the enemy in front of him, drain his flesh and soul, and make him part of the cursed sword!

Three profound meanings circulated in my mind in turn.

Thick, light, sinister.

White Wolf Swordsmanship: Quick, vicious, manic, cat, bear, snake, you can find shadows of other swordsmanship in White Wolf Swordsmanship.

Understand the profound meaning of the other three swordsmanship, unlock the real ultimate move, and obtain the exclusive white wolf swordsmanship based on this.

Only by comprehending the profound meaning can you be qualified to knock on the door of becoming a master.

Signs make you stronger.

But please believe that everything you have stemmed from swordsmanship, and will ultimately end in swordsmanship.

The heart was clear and bright, the sword in his hand was beating, 1 Following the momentary light in his heart, Roger handed out the sword in his hand.

[White Wolf Sword Art - Wild Bite]

The clothes on Roger's body rattled, dark energy was poured into the cursed sword, his body bulged slightly, and the energy gathered together formed a vaguely hideous wolf's head!

The next moment, darkness and flames, two terrifying forces collided together!

The lake exploded, and the white dead fish were thrown into the air.

The figures of the two were instantly separated, and Bedwell laughed wildly, Your strength is not bad, but your body is too bad.

He looked coldly at Roger in the distance.

You said you provided me with 15 ways to die. Come and listen?

A long bloodstain appeared on Roger's chest, and the wound was deep with bone.

After all, the cloak on his body is not good at defense. It was chopped to pieces at this time, and the dark energy at the break was slowly being repaired.

But Roger walked forward as if he could not feel the pain in his body.

Your armor defense is good. Roger raised the cursed sword in his hand.

But can you still withstand the next sword?

Kaka!

There was a light sound on the surface of Bedwell's armor, and his expression changed slightly. This equipment was obviously also a set of cursed items, which not only blessed Bedwell's defense.

More importantly, let his speed far exceed the same level.

But this is not where Bedwell is most powerful.

A silver page appeared in Bedwell's hand, followed by a looming dark castle behind him.

I'm not called the first and last knight because of those ridiculous legends.

There was a hint of pride on Bedwell's face.

That's because I lived long enough.

In the past 200 years, I have been the only inheritance knight who has not changed his body. Before that hairy boy from Green became the leader of the knights, I was already the mainstay of the Knights of the Round Table!

He took a deep breath, and countless soul fragments poured out of the pitch-black castle, converging on his body, while Bedwell's face grew younger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The gray hair was pulled out of the blue silk, and the slack muscles regained their elasticity.

Those idiots who only know how to fight hard and then exchange for new bodies through rituals.

Bedwell sneered.

They don't know at all that the more frequently they change their bodies, the more serious the shackles will be on their bodies. Eventually, they will completely lose themselves and become puppets of the Privy Council.

For nearly 200 years, I have been carefully hiding this secret. As long as I give me a little more time, I may be able to completely get rid of the Privy Council's imprisonment in my soul.

Get real freedom!

How could I allow someone to sabotage my plans at this juncture?

Those ordinary people don't care at all, all extraordinary people who enter the castle by mistake must die!

He sneered.

Those knights of the round table thought they were free, but in fact they just changed to a bigger cage.

Seeing the looming castle behind Bedwell and the soul energy surging in the castle, a smile suddenly appeared on Roger's face.

Pure soul energy, it seems that I can also use it.

He rushed to Bedwell, and the cursed sword in his hand came out!