"This is it!"

Roger shouted, and he glanced around, quickly noticing the black stone house standing deep in the trees.

"There's no sign of leaving, they're still here!"

As soon as the words fell, Roger felt a dizziness in his mind, and at this time, due to excessive mood swings, he also got out of that strange state.

"What is this?"

"Hunter Vision?"

Henrik walked up quickly, his gun in both hands, "Be careful, everyone, that prophet is definitely eccentric, and with what I know about that Dryad Reincarnation, that woman will definitely not give up her ritual easily." ”

"You're right......"

An eerie voice came, and the prophet, dressed in black robes, slowly walked out of the stone house.

"Found this place so quickly......"

The prophet's "gaze" fell on Roger's face, and the expression on his face changed slightly, "Familiar breath, it turned out to be you!" ”

"You snatched my puppet core!"

"I want to ......"

"Bang!"

It was one of Henrik's bullets that answered her.

The Prophet was shot in the head and threw his entire upper body backwards, but he quickly relocated and stood up straight again.

A silver bullet was embedded in the forehead, and a little blood oozed from the bullet's surroundings, but that was all.

The Prophet's face became distorted, "How dare you ......"

"Bang bang bang!"

Henrik didn't give the prophet a chance to open his mouth at all, and several bullets shot out in succession.

"Anyway, I just want to shoot you in the head right now!!"

Henrik was in a rage, and his two guns fired rhythmically, but the prophet raised his hand, and the black robe draped over her body shrouded her whole body.

Henrik's bullet hit the black robe like a stone thrown into a river, causing a little ripple on the black robe, and then it fell to the ground.

"What kind of clothes is this?"

Roger's face changed slightly, he was not idle at this time, he endured the dizziness in his brain, drew out the steel sword and rushed forward.

The most important thing now is to find Amanda.

Who knows what weird rituals this woman is performing!

At this moment, there was a rustling sound in the bushes, and then a giant python as thick as a bucket suddenly burst out.

With a warning in his heart, Roger's figure moved quickly like a civet cat, and the steel sword in his hand slashed out.

Click!

The steel sword and the scales on the python collided, making a metallic crash.

The python was extremely fast, coiled on the ground, the front half of its body was raised high, and the crimson snake letter poked out of its mouth.

Roger's eyes froze slightly, the few swords he had just split out, although they had cut through the scale armor of the strange snake, the wound was not deep.

In comparison, the size of this strange snake can only be regarded as a minor injury.

At this moment, Peter suddenly rushed up, "Give it to me, you go and save people!" ”

"You?"

Roger was stunned for a moment, but then he saw Peter rip off a necklace around his neck, and he squeezed it so hard that the tip of the necklace pierced the palm of his hand.

Wiping the blood from the palm of his hand on his forehead, Peter's whole person's momentum suddenly changed.

"Exorcists are also very strong!"

With his hands clasped together and the necklace in the middle of his palms, Peter's eyes turned an eerie pure white, and he let out a low roar:

"Spirits!"

In the dark, a white light penetrated into Peter's body from the necklace, and in the face of the giant python that tore up, the awe-inspiring Peter stretched out his hand.

"Shock!"

It was as if something shot out and hit the python, and the python seemed to see something terrible, and before it could get close to Peter's body, it twisted and retreated.

In a hurry, it lost its balance and flipped over and crashed into the tree next to it.

"I can still contain it for a while, you go and save people!"

Peter shouted.

Although Roger was in a hurry to save Amanda, he didn't want Peter to die because of this, but looking at the situation in front of him, this exorcist is indeed not as simple as he imagined.

Even if you can't solve this giant python, it should be no problem to contain it.

At this time, Henrik seemed to be completely restrained by the prophet, he was interfered with by witchcraft, his accuracy was greatly reduced, and the black robe on the prophet's body made it completely impossible to take the other party for a while.

"This dress ......"

The expression on Henrik's face changed suddenly, and he seemed to think of something,

"You're not Ertua, this black witch robe......"

"You're ......!"

Henrik seemed to realize something, but didn't say the name.

The Prophet let out a strange laugh, "What's wrong? Can't even mention my name? ”

"Or have you forgotten?"

The Prophet waved his hand, and a large flock of crows suddenly flew out of the woods behind the stone house.

With claws as sharp as metal and beaks, and bloodshot eyes, they hurled at Henrik with a whoop!

This is obviously not an ordinary crow, and if it is pecked by a bird's beak, it will immediately have an extra blood hole.

"How could that woman be my opponent without your help, and how could I be in this field?"

"Bang bang bang!"

Henrik shot the crow that pounced on him, and he didn't dare to move forward at this time, so he could only distance himself and look for flaws in the other party.

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Henrik suddenly thought of the Prophet in the shoulder he had struck him, and the bullet embedded in his forehead.

Body?

His face changed, "You only have your head to survive?"

"The body is Ertuja's?!"

"You're not stupid!"

The Prophet sneered.

"I was the first to enter the transcendental, originally because I had the opportunity to become the youngest crescent witch in history, all because of you!"

The crow's attacks became more and more dense, and Henrik's marksmanship was amazing, but there were always slips under frequent attacks, and a crow broke through the blockade of the bullet and pecked a bloody hole in Henrik's shoulder.

"It took me many, many years to recover with only one head, and now I'm finally ready, and as long as I complete the ritual, I can recover from my injuries."

"And then it won't be long before you're all going to feel it again...... Despair! ”

Roger rushed to the vicinity of the stone house as fast as he could, but before the Prophet could make a move, the gloomy-looking one-armed woman blocked his way.

Black blood dripped from the palm of her right hand, and her face became more and more ugly because of the excessive blood loss, but the gaze of her eyes was terrifyingly bright.

The woman was ready to fight hard.

Feeling the strong aura transmitted from the other party's body, Roger knew that this was the strongest opponent he had ever encountered!

The dizziness in his brain grew stronger and stronger, and Roger steadied himself and drank a concentration potion.

The cold liquid slid into the mouth and quickly turned into a cool breath that rushed straight to the mind.

Without time to think about it, Roger took the lead in attacking with his sword in both hands.

Divide the arena into three areas, and which area will win first will be the key factor in determining the victory!

At this time, the liquid that was originally applied to Amanda and the others also oozed out of their bodies like living creatures.

They seemed to take away all the vitality of the two young bodies.

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