Roger hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

His body had just undergone the first stage of tempering, and it took a short period of time to get used to it, so he could take advantage of this outing to buffer it.

When he returns, it is estimated that the things that Henrik has collected for him will be delivered, and it will be time to start the second phase.

After passing the second stage, if he can raise the trial sword technique to the limit in one go, then he should not be far from becoming a real demon hunter.

After setting a departure time, Roger called Andreine and gave a brief notice.

To be honest, pulling the tiger skin of music training, many things are too convenient to do.

After the separation, Roger continued to return to the hut to cultivate, he is now focusing on the trial of swordsmanship, entering the first level, the main muscles on his body have been opened, and he has the foundation of practicing general swordsmanship before.

Roger's progress is even faster than before.

This feeling of being powerful all the time is truly intoxicating.

From Henrik, Roger also learned about some of the enhancement methods of modern demon hunters, and there was no such thing as martial arts and fighting qi, before entering the transcendent stage.

It's a real accumulation, and at most some special potions, or mysterious rituals with less obvious side effects, will speed up the process.

When the body is close to the limit of human beings and breaks through the transcendent process, different demon hunter families may have different directions.

Ordinary ones will use potions that stimulate their potential, and most of these potions are made from organs taken from monsters.

The process of promotion is very dangerous, and someone is often needed to help stabilize the spirit, and once it fails, the body structure will collapse quickly, although it will not be fatal, but after raising it, it is almost no different from a waste person.

As for those families with secret inheritance, they will be relatively safer, and at the same time, the power they will gain after being promoted to transcendent will be stronger.

While some of the traditional Demon Hunter clan's secret methods appear to be powerful, they are often tied to the family's lineage and are not suitable for widespread dissemination.

It is forbidden to ask about the inheritance of other families, which can be regarded as a rule of not being famous in the transcendent world.

Rash contact with unknown inheritances will often cost you your life.

What is circulating within the Hunter Guild now is a set of promotion channels that have been experimented for thousands of years and are applicable to almost everyone.

Mediocre but stable enough.

With the Grass Trial, Roger didn't need to obtain the cultivation path within the Hunters' Guild, but knowing some could broaden his horizons, at least so that he wouldn't show too many flaws.

As Roger and his family drove out of Baytown, a white pickup truck pulled up in front of a house on the eastern street of Baytown.

A girl's black face was reflected in the window, her gaze lingering on the house for a moment, then slowly closing her eyes.

"No need to go down, let's go."

"Betty...... "The woman driving the car whispered.

"I don't have to say anything, I know what to do."

Betty's voice became cold and hard.

At the same time, Amanda, who was in class, received an unexpected message.

Seeing the familiar name, Amanda hesitated for a moment and deleted the information.

She felt that she had made it clear to Betty that the unknown, while fascinating, was too costly.

After not receiving a reply for a long time, Betty dialed the phone, but soon the call was hung up.

She put her phone back in her pocket, leaned back in her chair, and let out a sigh.

"Drive, we'll wait for her."

The bell rings, Amanda packs her things and walks out of school with the flow of people, she has been through a lot lately, and she feels like she has grown a little.

I haven't seen Roger in days.

What a strange guy.

Amanda hugged her textbook and walked in the direction of home.

Let's go.

The door of a white pickup truck parked on the side of the road opened, and a figure stopped Amanda.

Seeing that familiar face, Amanda was slightly stunned, "Betty?"

But in the next second, she subconsciously took half a step back.

Familiar faces, but Betty's temperament makes Amanda almost dare not recognize each other.

Her hair was tied up high, she was much thinner than the last time we met, and there was only indifference in her black and white eyes at this time.

"Didn't get my message?"

"Don't want to call me back?"

Amanda was silent, she was a little afraid to look into Betty's eyes at this time, as if something in her eyes would come out at any moment.

"Why did you reject me?"

"I helped you open the door to the mysterious world, isn't that what you've been expecting?"

"Isn't it good to be like me now?"

Betty took a step forward, her eyes suddenly became as deep as night, Amanda struggled, but was quickly attracted to Betty, and her eyes involuntarily sunk in.

"Come with me, let's go home."

"I will completely protect your body, and my mother will refine you into the best voodoo zombie, and from now on, we will always be together."

"Never again."

Betty slowly leaned forward as she held out her right hand, and Amanda walked forward uncontrollably.

But at this moment, the struggle in her eyes flashed, and then her eyes returned to clarity, a trace of panic flashed on her face, her movements stiffened slightly, and she looked at Betty in amazement.

"What the hell have you done to me?"

Sensing the unknown danger, Amanda turned around and tried to flee from here, but she only took one step before she stumbled and fell to the ground.

Betty slowly approached Amanda.

"I don't want that."

"You were carefully selected for me by your mother, from the time we met to the time you entered the tribe, it was all set, and you can't escape."

"I originally wanted you to be a voodoo mage......"

"I'm sorry, Amanda."

"My puppet is dead, and I have no other choice."

"I am the future of the tribe, I gave up the most important part of a woman, and the whole tribe has paid too much for it."

"I can only succeed."

Betty's palm pressed against Amanda's shoulder.

"So Amanda, I can only sacrifice you!"

Aman's pupils also turned pitch black, the struggle on her face disappeared completely, and she got up from the ground and stood beside Betty without saying a word.

Betty held out her hand, "Let's go, Amanda, let's go home." ”

The two got into the car together, and the white pickup truck sped away, leaving books scattered all over the place.

…………

Swamp Town Gathering Place.

In a circular house made of black rock, a middle-aged woman is kneeling in front of a black statue chanting something.

The door opened, and a one-armed woman walked in.

"Prophet...... Outsiders approached here. ”