"Is there some misunderstanding?"

Henrik laughed dryly, and at the same time scolded his mother frantically, he felt that the problem must be Roger.

"This little cub must have some key problem that he didn't tell me!"

"I'm ...... the"

"You must pinch him to death when you go back."

Well?

Wait, Roger seems to have mentioned to me that he took something from the scene, only to lose it in the run.

Could this thing be ......

"!"

Henrik scolded.

After figuring out the cause and effect, he immediately had a smile on his face.

"In that case, let's destroy the ritual circle first."

The materials required for such a complex ritual circle are often very precious, and once destroyed, it takes a lot of effort before they can be arranged again.

The anger on the Prophet's face eased slightly, "Give me a day, I need to release the confinement on the circle, otherwise, breaking the circle will cause damage to my soul." ”

Henrik narrowed his eyes, "It's better not to play any tricks, this matter has been reported, and you have no other choice." ”

"I know!"

The Prophet said coldly.

"In that case, then we'll come back tomorrow."

Henrik knew that he couldn't push the other side too hard, and the Hunters' Guild didn't want any conflict between demon hunters and voodoo forces.

In Bordeaux, the Voodoo Queen has a lot of influence, although the forces here are not part of the same lineage as the Voodoo Queen.

But if a conflict breaks out too violently, she won't sit idly by.

The tone of the matter was set, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly eased a lot.

At the same time, Roger, who was waiting for Henrik and the others in the car, saw a white pickup truck coming in the distance.

He hadn't paid much attention to it, but the pickup truck passed by him as it turned, and a familiar face was reflected in the window.

"Amanda?"

Roger's face changed suddenly.

"Why is she here?"

At this time, the car had already passed him, and before he had time to think about it, Roger stepped on the accelerator and chased after him.

The pickup truck in front of him ignored Roger, who was following behind, and when the car stopped in front of the black building, Betty was the first to get out of the car, followed by a glazed-eyed Amanda.

Laugh at!

Stopping the car suddenly, Roger opened the door and rushed up.

"Amanda, why are you here?"

But Amanda turned a deaf ear to his cries, just standing behind Betty, staring blankly at the ground.

"Amanda!"

Roger shouted again, and he lunged up and reached for Amanda's wrist.

"What are you going to do?"

A stout man stood in front of Roger, his majestic body like an iron tower.

"Get out of here!"

Amanda doesn't look normal, it's a normal school day, and there's no way she's going to skip school and run to Swamptown.

What's more, she has already told her about the dangers of voodoo, and she herself agrees, so it is even more unlikely that she will come to Betty in this situation.

Coupled with her dull eyes, Roger's heart sank slightly.

Seeing Roger continue to move forward, a trace of fierceness flashed in the eyes of the stout man, and he gathered his palms into a knife and hit Roger directly at the root of his ear!

Ordinary people have absolutely no good results when they hit him.

Roger's speed did not decrease, and he didn't seem to see the attack of the big man on the opposite side at all, and Betty, who was standing beside the big man, didn't mean to dissuade him at all.

When the attack approached, Roger raised his hand to block, and at the same time, with the force of the forward rush, he raised his knee and hit it!

Although he hadn't practiced hand-to-hand combat for a long time, his physical fitness was now several times higher than before, and ordinary punches and kicks were very powerful.

A hint of contempt flashed in the strong man's eyes.

Syllable!

Arms collided.

A hint of pain flashed across the big man's face, and then his expression changed wildly, his arms raised high, and his body staggered backwards.

In the next second, Roger's angry attack had already hit his chest!

Click!

The crisp sound of bone cracking made everyone around them change their faces.

The big man's swarthy face was crumpled, and the whole person seemed to have been hit by a giant hammer, and his huge body was lifted up, and then flew out diagonally and smashed down a row of sacrificial vessels.

Roger didn't even look at the big man who was knocked out by him, and reached out to pull Amanda.

But Amanda was obviously standing there, but Roger stretched out his hand and pulled it into the air, his face changed slightly, his body moved quickly, and he retreated a few meters back.

"Psychic attack?"

"Or is it some kind of sorcery that interferes with the view?"

Just then, the sound of fighting outside was heard, and Henrik and Peter rushed out of the room.

"Roger?"

"What happened?"

"They took Amanda!"

Roger reached out and pointed.

Henrik looked in the direction Roger was pointing, but there was nothing.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he understood something.

"Peter!"

Henrik shouted.

Peter stretched out his right hand and tapped it on his eyebrows, and when he raised his hand, a low shout resounded throughout the audience!

"Dispel!"

The invisible impact swept out, and Betty, who was standing in place, suddenly snorted, blood oozing from her nostrils.

Roger turned his head, and not far away, the one-armed woman was carrying Amanda on her shoulders and running into the depths of the swamp.

"They're going to take Amanda!"

Breaking Betty's witchcraft, Roger chased after the one-armed woman with all his might.

At the same time, the Prophet appeared at the doorway and stabbed a voodoo doll with blood-red flesh and sword-shaped legs into the back of a tall man's heart.

"Stop them!"

After saying that, he took Betty, who looked sluggish, and ran in the direction where the one-armed woman left.

Although the Prophet was blind, he did not know how she judged her surroundings, and she looked very old, but her physical strength was much stronger than that of ordinary men.

Even with Betty, the speed is not slow at all.

The black man who had been impaled by the Prophet with a voodoo doll had thick bloody tendons on his face, and his exposed skin was a strange reddish-black, as if the blood in his body was surging at a very fast speed.

"Ho!"

He let out a roar, his fan-like palm slamming into Roger's face.

Seeing that the one-armed woman was about to run away, Roger pulled out the short knife he was carrying, and a cold light flashed on the sharp blade, and a bloody hole was cut open on the black man's neck!

At the same time, a large crowd suddenly poured out around the house, and it seemed that the Prophet had arranged it around in advance.

Henrik sighed, "What the hell, it's going to get a big deal now!" ”

He muttered, but his hands moved extremely fast.

Bang bang bang!

The two silver pistols fired continuously, and in just an instant, a large number of people around them fell into a large area.

Immediately afterward, Henrik raised his gun and aimed it at the fleeing Prophet in the distance.

Bang!

The bullet fired, but it hit a bluestone in the distance, and then bounced off into the distance.

Henrik was slightly stunned, but the next second, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he didn't have any aim, and fired several shots in a row!