Click!

The smug Zaru 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 at all, but a pistol with a special luster.

"So you like this?"

Henrik shook his head wryly.

"I'm sorry, but I only like to give my gun to girls to play with."

The next moment he pulled the trigger.

"Bullet ...... made by Heller, the master psychic"

Henrik let out a long sigh.

"I'm helping Roger, I'll have to ask him for another one when I go back."

Barely feeling much impact, a little white light flashed, and the head of the monster in front of him exploded again.

However, unlike the last time, Henrik used ordinary psionic bullets to avoid errors in the first bullet, but the second shot used the special bullets provided to him by Roger.

It was a terrifying bullet that was said to inflict lethal damage on Crescent-class enemies.

Soon the peculiarity of the bullet became apparent, and the man named Zaru was shot in the head, and his whole body seemed to be somewhere between liquid and solid.

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

Immediately after that, his right eye protruded, and with a bang, a finger-thick red flesh worm crawled out of it, and the flesh worm squirmed, and its body changed rapidly.

But the change came too suddenly and too quickly, and soon the flesh worm's body began to collapse, and with it, the man.

There were different changes in his body.

The head of a cow, the claws of a wolf, the skin of a fishman.

Henrik's face changed, and the various characteristics displayed by the man reminded him of the monsters he had seen on the night of the catastrophe in that special space.

"What the hell are they doing?"

"Why does a monster change appear in a person's body?!"

Henrik quickly stepped back, and at that moment the man seemed to regain his senses for a moment, and he held out his hand, his face in intense pain.

"Help me...... Help me......"

"Bang!"

The physical conflict converged and finally exploded.

Looking at the pistol stained with dirty liquid, Henrik looked disgusted, but he quickly put away the gun, drew his scimitar and rushed to the manor not far away.

The fog that shrouded the manor quickly dissipated, and Henrik searched the entire manor, but could not find Roger and the others.

"Where did they go?"

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

"With tangible evidence, Mr. Sean must be contacted immediately!"

…………

Stomp, stomp!

Roger pressed forward step by step, and even formed a suppression of Dickinson, and he released the Quinn Law Seal, which shrouded within two meters of his body.

In it, no movement of Dickinson could escape Roger's perception, if it weren't for the strength of Dickinson's body itself, which surpassed Roger's by a large margin.

I'm afraid that Roger would have caught the flaw and cut off his head a long time ago.

Although this perception cannot be 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.

Whew!

Three points of light flashed at the last moment, and they converged strangely.

Click!

The terrifying puncture force created pierced Dickinson's weapon, and Roger lunged forward, with a little quicker than enough to 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 rushed towards Roger's wrist at an extremely fast speed along the viper steel sword.

In this case, Roger could only retreat, his wrist trembling, and he stepped back, the steel sword in his hand churning.

Light, heavy, slow, urgent.

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

But for Dickinson, his goal has also been achieved.

He's an old hunter-level demon hunter, or rather, the body he has now is a blood hunter.

Warlocks cultivate spiritually, while blood hunters focus more on the physical body.

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

However, unlike Warlocks, Warlocks tend to have purer bloodlines and greater development potential, while Blood Hunters are a bit more mixed.

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

Broad and complex, specialized and refined, these are two completely different paths, and there is no way to distinguish between the superior and the inferior.

Dickinson blinked.

There was an extra pair of pale eyes on his eyebrows.

These eyes have no eyelids or pupils, and what swells in them is a chaotic paleness.

【Slow Eye】

Dickinson's white eyes suddenly burst open, and instead of blood flowing out of the burst eyes, a cloud of white mist poured out, and it rushed into Roger's body in an instant, and in the next second, a terrible heaviness enveloped his body.

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

"Whew!"

The black mist floating in mid-air automatically converged on Dickinson's hand, reforming it into a weapon.

It's just that the weapon in his hand is a little smaller than just now.

"I'll cut off your limbs."

Dickinson whispered, then raised his broadsword.

"Huh!"

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

He's twice as slow!

At the critical moment, Roger remained calm, he flipped his palm, and orange flames erupted.

Dickinson retracted the knife in his hand, and the weapon moved sideways to block Roger's flames, but when he dispersed the flames in front of him, a steel sword with green light had already come to him!

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

"Sluggish, heavy ......"

"Black Bear ......"

"Upanishads......

The light in his mind and the feelings in his body intertwined, and Roger felt like he had grasped something.

[Corrosion]

Dickinson's brain sank slightly, and he raised the weapon in his hand, but in the next second, a violent and irresistible impact pressed against him.

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

was obviously in a state of sluggishness, but Dickinson's eyes suddenly lost the trajectory of the long sword.

Begin.

And then it ends.

Smack.

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

He looked down as the steel sword in Roger's hand was drawn from his body.

"What happened?"

"You've been caught in my sluggish eye!"

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

Through Dickinson's eyes, Roger actually saw an eerie palace, from the center of the palace to the depths of the earth, an ugly figure appeared.

He sensed a sense of familiarity in the figure.

It's as if something should belong to him.

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