It was a thin woman, her hair was wet and sticking to her cheeks, and she couldn't see her face clearly, and she could only see a pair of round, bloodshot eyes through the gaps in her hair.

She is extremely thin, and her whole person is as thin as a piece of paper, no, or she is just a piece of paper.

Because her body was flattened, her hands and feet were stretched to an extremely long length, and she stood in the corner, but when she stretched out her hand, she could almost touch Roger who walked to the center of the room.

The woman opened her mouth and let out a mental shock, and the temperature in the room seemed to drop a lot, but Roger still wandered around the room as if he didn't feel it.

From the living room to the kitchen, from the kitchen to the bathroom, Roger is like a discerning customer, looking for a hole in this room.

The woman followed Roger, she tried many methods, but she couldn't get Roger's attention, she finally couldn't hold it back, and her body stuck to the ground like a piece of paper.

Then he slid down the smooth floor and slid under Roger's feet, suddenly appearing in front of his eyes!

Laugh at!

But she didn't see the panic in the man's eyes, and what greeted him was a short knife that exuded a special aura!

Chemical element!

The short knife, coated with evil spirit oil, pierced the forehead of the woman in front of her, and she desperately tried to escape, but there seemed to be a strange attraction on the knife, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get out.

In just a few seconds, the woman's body completely collapsed, and then left a black ash in its wake.

"This thing has killed a lot of people, and it's just a little bit close to becoming a real evil spirit!"

Roger frowned.

Bordeaux is home to the Hunters' Chapter, and a ghost can be found here that no one has dealt with?

Thinking of the frequency of Henrik's missions, a hint of curiosity welled up in Roger's heart, this was not like what a guild should be.

Where he could find anything he could find through a real estate company, wouldn't the Hunters' Guild notice it?

Or is it true that they are so scarce that they know what the problem is, but no one is able to deal with it?

If that's the case, then something big is going to happen in Bordeaux!

Putting away the residue on the ground, Roger gathered his spirit, and the room in front of him changed a little, and he turned around a few more times.

Finally, a small mechanism was found under the wall next to the fireplace, and a wall tile was pulled out, and a wooden box was placed in it.

Inside the box are shocking and bloody photos.

The last one is a woman lying on a plastic floor, as if she had been run over by a steamroller, the minced flesh sticking together like a mushy patty.

The photo feels very different, and at the same time, the notice board gives a hint.

A resentful photo: A woman who was brutally tortured and killed, her resentful spirit is forever imprisoned in the photo, although she has now been freed, but the long-term ban has changed the photo.

It can be used as a repositorial object for spirits, and can be placed in the Hunter's Hut, slightly increasing the preciousness of the Hunter's Hut.

"Nice catch."

Roger put the photo close to his body, put the rest back in its place, and went back to tell Henrik about it, leaving the rest to the Hunters' Guild.

Roger, who was in a good mood, went downstairs and could see the empty parking space downstairs......

Half an hour later, Roger returned to the real estate agency, this time greeted by the manager.

A bald, middle-aged man.

They refunded Roger's consultation fee and compensated a large amount of liquidated damages, and Roger was in a state of confusion about what had happened.

However, he calculated carefully, and this time he not only obtained relevant information, but even made a fortune.

After looking at the time, he drove his own car and turned around the other haunted houses marked in the center of the house, although he couldn't go into the house to take a closer look, but after this circle, none of them met the standards for assimilation of the house.

It was already afternoon, so Roger picked up the materials that Henrik had helped him collect and drove back to Baytown.

When he went back, he was relatively fast, and when he got home and had a quick bite to eat, Roger took all the ingredients to the Hunter's Cabin.

As the sun set, dyeing the surrounding woods red, and Anna was nowhere to be seen, Roger began to concoct the second stage potion after entering the house.

Combat was the best catalyst, and it would have taken a few days to get through the first phase of adaptation.

However, after the fierce battle yesterday, Roger already felt that the internal organs had fully adapted to the transformation of the potion, and the second stage could be started.

"The heart of a brown bear, the liver of a Bengal tiger, the spleen ...... of a panther"

He takes the fresh ingredients, chops and grinds them in the same way, and then blends them with the pre-prepared base herbs.

The rest of the parts are still useful, he has now obtained the soul of the beast, and he is fully ready for the third stage.

In fact, the main materials for Stage 3 are exactly the same as those for Stage 2, except that they are doubled in weight and incorporated into the soul of the beast.

The exact way to use it also varies greatly.

Looking at the black liquid he had finally gotten, Roger took a deep breath and poured his head back into his mouth.

The fishy-smelling liquid falls into the stomach, and it doesn't take long for the effects to kick in.

A cone-like pain erupts from the body, and the medicine mixed together under a mysterious force acts separately in the body.

The first is the heart.

It seems that a shot has been inserted into the heart, the blood vessels are dilated, the contraction of the heart muscle becomes strong and powerful, and for a while during the transformation, the whole heart stops beating.

It seemed as if something had been stuffed into his chest, and he stopped breathing.

As time passed, Roger began to have hallucinations in front of his eyes, partly because of the pain and partly because of the lack of too much oxygen.

However, because of the special bonus of the water ghost loot, Roger's oxygen consumption in his body was greatly reduced when he held his breath, and he was helped through the most difficult stage during the period when his heart stopped beating.

Next is the lungs.

The liver, spleen, and most importantly, the kidneys!

The waist is warmed, and the motivation is in vain!

I don't know how long it took, the sky outside completely darkened, and the second stage of transformation had been completed, and this time the pain he endured was slightly lighter than the first stage.

Rising from the ground, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Sleep till dawn.

Opening the door, Roger took a deep breath, his lung capacity had at least tripled compared to before the renovation began!

This is still just after the transformation, and if you get used to it, you should improve it even more.

With the right palm on the left chest, you can feel the strong beating of the heart through the thick muscles.

Finding a wooden stick instead, Roger came to the training room, and after a set of moves, his trial swordsmanship was unknowingly raised to level 2!

Trial Sword Skill is more of a feedback on physical fitness, and if all goes well, he may be able to raise Trial Sword Skill to level 3 before he gets his hands on the Steel Sword!

At that time, he will reach the theoretical limit of this body, and he will only be one step away from the transcendent realm!

No one bothered, and all of Roger's spirit was devoted to cultivation.

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