"Here!"

"Come here!"

A woman's voice came from afar.

The distance is a little far, and the other party's voice is not particularly real.

By this time, the fog had gradually thickened, and with Roger's sight, he could see nothing as he could see.

"Is it a monster?"

"How did she find me?"

Shocked, Roger couldn't help but clench the weapon in his hand.

The sudden change in the street disrupted his plan, coupled with the sudden fog, after hesitating, Roger still ran in the direction where the sound came from.

"It's a human or a ghost, just look at it."

Unless it was such a behemoth that he encountered yesterday, the ordinary monster Roger still had some confidence in his strength.

Shortly after he left the place, a bloody monster appeared where he had just left.

The monster opened its mouth as if sensing something, and then flicked its body and chased in the direction Roger had left.

Roger soon heard the sound of breaking wind behind him, and he turned around in a hurry, the steel sword in his hand sweeping.

Laugh at!

The sharp blade opened a wide opening in the monster's body, this monster looked ferocious, but it was defenseless on the surface, and it was actually easy to deal with.

Roger's sword slashed down, almost cutting the opponent in two, and his internal organs fell to the ground crackling with blood.

If it had been yesterday, even if it was disgusting, he would have found a way to bring back some parts, but now with the support of the Hunter's Hut, he naturally didn't look down on the ground with minced meat.

"Be careful!"

As soon as the figure hit the ground, the woman's voice came again.

Roger hurriedly turned around, and the steel sword was protected by his side, forming a whirlwind of steel.

Quack!

Several strange screams in a row, and in the gradually thickening mist, four or five of the same monsters pounced!

"If quality is insufficient, will quantity make up for it?"

Gripping the weapon in his hand, Roger didn't continue to entangle with these monsters, who knows what monsters will appear after the fog becomes thick after a while.

He used his feet to run quickly in the direction from which the voice had just come.

Visibility was already low at this time, and Roger just rushed forward with his head buried in his memory, and behind him, several monsters followed with a roar.

"Here!"

"Come on in!"

Someone suddenly opened the door of a nearby house, and Roger could only see a vague figure waving at him, and he turned and slashed at a monster that pounced on him, and then jumped over the fence with the force of the recoil and rushed into the room.

"Bang bang!"

The sound of the door closing and the crash of the monster were linked.

Entering the room, as if completely isolated from the outside world, Roger quickly got up and looked at the figure standing in the doorway.

"How are you?!"

His face changed suddenly.

At this moment, there was a soft click behind him, the bullet was loaded, and a weak voice came.

"Throw away your weapon and turn around slowly."

Roger stared intently at the girl in front of him, then raised his hands in the air.

"Is it Ms. Ingmar?"

"I'm a friend of Henrik's, Roger."

"We met your daughter at the bar, Hathaway, who knew about the situation here, and didn't expect to come here in a daze."

"Henrik?"

Hearing this familiar name, the woman in the back seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Don't be nervous, I don't mean anything."

Roger controlled his tone and listened to the voice, and Ingmar seemed to be injured.

"I woke up for some reason, and I came here, but at the same time I lost contact with Henrik Hathaway."

Roger turned slowly.

A pale-faced woman leaned against the doorframe, her upper body wrapped in a bandage of broken strips of her clothes, which were stained black and red with large blood stains.

If it weren't for the door frame, the woman could have fallen at any moment.

Not far away, there was a smell of blood in another room, and Roger saw the corpse of a monster on which it was clear that they had lived in the last few days.

But......

A hint of doubt flashed in Roger's eyes as he glanced at the woman standing in the doorway.

"You know me?"

The woman spoke.

"Veronica?"

Roger didn't hide the surprise on his face, "Why are you here?" ”

"I came to this hellish place with Ingmar, who knows what's going on?!"

Veronica's eyes were reddened and her chest was rising and falling violently, and it was clear that the experience of the past few days had brought her spirit to the limit.

Roger didn't show a hint of sympathy on his face, just stood quietly in place.

"If it's you here, then who is that woman we saw outside before?"

"What woman?"

Veronica looked up and looked at Roger suspiciously, but she quickly understood something.

"You mean, there's a woman out there who looks exactly like me?!"

Roger stepped back half a step, his gaze sweeping over Veronica and Ingmar.

"Can anyone explain this to me?"

Ingmar sighed wearily.

"It should be that the situation here has infiltrated the outside world, and there are monsters who have left here and run into the real world."

"The real world?"

"And what is it here?"

Roger asked.

"Looks like Henrik didn't tell you, and he doesn't blame him, even among the demon hunters, there are very few people who know about the Cursed Lands."

"Where we are now, it is also a reality, but it is not our reality."

"We call a place like this a cursed place."

"How the Cursed Lands were formed, and how it operates, have not yet been figured out, but the formation of each Cursed Land, if not handled well, will bring about large-scale infiltration events."

"When a terrifying monster comes into reality, it will bring great disasters to the local area!"

"What's even more tricky is that the rules of operation inside each Cursed Land are completely different from those of the outside world, and I think you should know that."

Roger nodded.

Sudden fog, twisted streets, and houses that look close in front of you, but can't be touched.

It's so weird here.

"At first, I thought it was a dream."

"Dreams?"

Ingmar smiled weakly.

"If only it were a dream."

After the exchange, she also initially believed Roger's words, put away the gun in her hand, and she leaned back on the sofa and sat down slowly.

"I've got some food here."

Roger took out some compressed biscuits and water from his backpack and handed them over, along with some antibiotic drugs.

"You've got so many things to prepare?"

Ingmar's eyes lit up, "Great, with these things, we can hold on for a few more days." ”

"Can you tell me more about Hathaway?"

Although she was very upset, Ingmar waited until she was sure that she was safe before she showed concern for her daughter.

This is a qualified demon hunter, at least he knows how to restrain his feelings.

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