From the very beginning of the battle, Roger had no intention of going head-to-head with Arlo and the others.

He knows his strengths and understands their weaknesses, and although he also longs for a hearty battle, the more important thing is to kill the enemy to protect himself!

The continuous pursuit magnified the anxiety in the hearts of Joseph and the others, so when Roger finally showed his posture, it completely detonated the emotions in their hearts.

The two used the method of stimulating their potential at the same time, Joseph was fine, and Arlo was completely desperate.

The combat power she shows now is probably much stronger than in a normal state.

In the face of such an enemy, even if Roger can win, he will definitely pay a heavy price in the end.

Killing Arlo doesn't mean it's over.

Roger guesses that he is trapped in the Cursed Lands, and is mortally injured as he copes with the unknown battle and escape that follows.

The odds of him surviving and leaving will be very low.

Killing the other party at the least cost is what he should do.

He's a demon hunter.

Not a samurai.

Drag, drag to the end of the state of the two Arlo, instead of fighting with the so-called fair sacrifice.

Seeing Arlo chasing into the bushes, Joseph did not hesitate, picked up his cane and turned to run into the distance.

He doesn't want to participate in the next battle, and since Arlo is willing to fight hard, let them fight to the death.

As long as he returns to the core area, he can reorganize his manpower and even apply for more powerful combat power.

After rushing out of the distance......

A cold snort came from overhead.

"Where do you want to go?"

Joseph desperately wanted to explode, but a void came from his body, followed by a chill on his neck.

In the midst of the whirlwind, he saw a fountain of blood gushing out of his body, and the young man with an indifferent face and a sword in both hands.

At the last moment when his gaze dissipated, a trace of regret welled up in his heart.

"I still haven't done it, Mother, I've let you down."

Shaking off the blood from his sword, Roger turned.

In the distance.

Arlo's body rushed towards him in a furious manner, but as the distance narrowed, her momentum became weaker and weaker.

By the time he got ten meters closer to Roger, a faint crack had already appeared on his face.

"Ahh

Arlo let out a desperate roar, but first the bone staff in his hand disintegrated, and then the rift in his body grew bigger and bigger.

Until the end, the injuries that had been suppressed completely exploded.

"I'm not reconciled!"

"I'm a waning moon-level witch, and you're just a vile, incompetent demon hunter!"

"I won't fail, how can I fail?"

"I'm going to be a New Moon Witch, and I'm going to be a Full Moon Witch."

"Even touching the dawn!"

"No!"

"Huh!"

She was answered by Roger's clean stab.

The tip of the sword pierced through Arlo's eyebrows and out the back of his head.

The witch's wail came to an abrupt end.

Roger withdrew the steel sword in his hand with a nonchalant expression.

"That's how Mansu was killed by me."

"The same goes for you!"

Boom!

The next moment, the accumulated damage and the power of the backlash exploded, and Arlo was blown apart, and there was not even much blood in the shriveled corpse.

Returning the sword to the sheath, Roger simply cleaned the battlefield, quietly hid his tracks, and hurried in the direction where Joseph had just fled.

If you're not mistaken, you should be able to climb over the mountain and you'll reach the heart of the whole place.

There, there may be an opportunity to leave.

But what Roger didn't know was that when Arlo died, there was a heart-rending scream somewhere in the real world.

"No ......"

"Sister!"

Julianne clutched her chest, the pain in her heart so intense.

This particular pain made her realize one thing, that the woman who had been bullied by herself had died.

"What's going on?"

"Isn't she in the Cursed Lands?"

"Who killed her?"

"Who is it?!"

"Miss Julianne!"

Hearing voices from the room, a witch knocked on the door, but what they saw was Julianne oozing blood from her eyes.

"Prepare the car, I'm going to the Cursed Lands!"

Julianne jumped out of bed naked, but just then, there was a dense sound of footsteps downstairs, and a witch walked to the door and said in a deep voice.

"Miss Julianne, Teacher, please go to her at once!"

Internally, all the people in the Voodoo Society call the Voodoo Queen a teacher.

"Miss Julianne, we ......"

"Go to the teacher!"

Julianne wiped the blood from her face, "Send someone to the Cursed Lands, something should have gone wrong there, Arlo is dead." ”

"Go to Joseph and ask what happened?"

"That woman wouldn't be stupid enough to explore the edge of the Cursed and provoke the monsters inside, right?"

After a moment's hesitation, Julianne added.

"If Joseph is also dead, concentrate all your forces on sealing off the core area and not allow any creatures to approach until I go."

"And no one is allowed to leave!"

As she spoke, she walked out, the night gilding her with a veil, and by the time she reached the door, she had an extra set of black and white trimmed clothes.

When Julianne went downstairs, the car was ready, and she got into it and came to the door of a luxurious manor house in the night.

After getting out of the car and walking to the main entrance, a woman took the initiative to greet her.

"Wait a minute, the teacher is receiving your guests."

"Guest?"

In the face of this woman, Julianne seemed very restrained.

"Sean."

"A real big man sent by the Hunters' Guild."

"Are you here to warn us?"

Julianne's pupils shrank, and the woman opposite nodded lightly.

"It's ridiculous, they can't do anything with a caster with a background and strength, can they only take us now?"

Julianne sneered.

"It's a foregone conclusion, the departure of the spellcaster is inevitable, and with the support of the bloodline alone, the Hunter Guild has already existed in name only."

The woman on the other side sighed softly.

"The real result still needs to wait for the choice of the blood hunter family, after all, ordinary demon hunters can only be regarded as cannon fodder and a burden to them."

"If they also stand on their own."

"The Hunter Guild ......"

"Smack!"

There was a sound in the distance, and the two of them closed their mouths in amusement, quietly took a few steps back, and stood in a dark corner.

"Have a nice trip, Mr. Sean."

A touching voice came.

"I hope that the next time we meet, we can see you turn full moon and touch the light of the morning light."

"Definitely."

The car starts and the sound fades away.

In the darkness of the night, a tall figure walked slowly, and Julianne and Julianne stepped out of the shadows and lowered their heads.

"Teacher!"

"Come with me."

Julianne looked up at the indescribable beauty of the woman in front of her, the famous Voodoo Queen, Kassandra.

She is the most beautiful woman in the whole of Bordeaux.

This is not a compliment, but the consensus of all those who have met Kassandra.

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