Roger's face changed slightly.

"This thing found me?"

He felt a strange feeling in his heart, the distance between the two sides was extremely far in a straight line, and he had been standing honestly in place, without making the slightest movement.

But thinking so in his heart, Roger's movements under his feet did not stop, the monster in front of him was obviously not easy to deal with, and there was a large group of people standing around, Betty's strength was not clear.

But the middle-aged woman ......

Roger stepped back quickly.

It's better not to get into the muddy waters easily, this kind of thing should be told to Henrik, so that this guy can always focus on things that shouldn't be put down.

"Roar!"

The branches and vines rubbed against each other, and they actually made a low sound similar to that of a wild beast.

This thing was obviously not untargeted, and its huge body moved forward, and it really rushed in the direction where Roger had left.

Betty stretched out her hand and just wanted to stop the monster, but was stopped by a middle-aged woman on the side.

"An accidental intruder, not our clansman anyway, let it go, its new life should be watered with blood."

"This is the power of the Dryad Reincarnation Technique, where carefully cultivated souls and vines cultivated with voodoo are combined."

"It's not a creature, but it's not a simple and clumsy puppet creature, and it has a certain self-recognition ability, which will make it a lot easier for you to control at first."

The middle-aged woman looked relaxed.

"It will bring its prey to our eyes."

By this time, Roger had already rushed to the lake and jumped down.

His water nature can only be regarded as average, but now he has a lot of physical strength, and his swimming speed after entering the water can be regarded as extremely fast.

As he swiped forward, Roger glanced distractedly backwards.

The green monster came to the edge of the lake and twisted its body and fell into the water, and it was completely floating on the water.

"This guy was originally made of wood......"

Unable to escape for a while, Roger knew that he could not stay in the water any longer.

All of his abilities are in hand-to-hand combat, and there is absolutely no chance of winning in the water entangled with this monster.

Instead of going down the lake, Roger swam to the opposite side, and behind him, the spreading monster was rapidly approaching.

"What is this?"

After searching through his memories, Roger couldn't find anything similar, and at this moment, a strong wind came,

Roger hurriedly ducked to the side, but the speed of the others in the water inevitably slowed down by half a beat, his shoulder hurt, and the blood scattered in the water.

Glancing back, a vine on the monster's arm was retracting at breakneck speed, then rising high and falling again.

This time, Roger was prepared, dodged the attack in advance, and then took a deep breath through the waves of water and rushed out!

The bushes in the darkness were imminent, and at the same time, the distance between the monster and Roger was getting closer and closer, and in the darkness, Roger's body rotated, and the moment he broke through the water, he drew the steel sword behind him.

While!

A great force struck, and he was swept out of the water and landed on the shore not far away.

After landing, Roger did not hesitate, and his body moved quickly.

Tom tom!

A shallow hole was dug into the ground, and the monster's two hands were inserted into the trees on the shore, and with great force, it pulled its massive body out of the water.

Shaking off the drops of water on his head, Roger held his sword in both hands and stared at the monster opposite.

He knew that tonight's battle had just begun!

The bushes behind him were quite open, and Roger took the opportunity to take a night cat potion, and the dim bushes suddenly became as bright as day, and the details of the monster were clearly displayed in front of his eyes.

"That puppet-shaped fragment of heart that Betty spat out must be its weak point."

Roger carefully kept the distance between the two sides, carefully searching each other.

The monster had no facial features, and could only vaguely distinguish the head, torso, and limbs.

What's even more bizarre is that since its body is made entirely of vines, there are no human skeleton limitations at all.

If you fight the other party according to the established way of thinking, you will definitely suffer a big loss.

Just as Roger was looking for the opponent's weakness, the monster took the lead in attacking.

His arms swept, vines stretched out like whips, and a dull whine rang out in the air.

Roger didn't make a hard connection, his feet bounced quickly, and he was like a nimble night cat, slashing out with the steel sword in his hand while rushing forward!

The power progresses through layers and eventually reaches the wrist.

Swish!

The steel sword in the moonlight was as cold as water, easily cutting off the vines that the monster swept over.

But after the first blow, there was not much surprise on Roger's face, and the resistance transmitted from the steel sword made him secretly frightened.

If this thing was not cultivated in a special way, it was affected by the power of witchcraft when it was formed, which changed its inner structure.

The toughness and hardness are many times higher than that of ordinary vines.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Roger closed the distance between them, and the vines that the monster threw out were withdrawn, and the other hand was opened, and the tangled branches were like a large net towards Roger.

He rushed forward too fast, and it was too late to dodge at this point.

"Focus!"

"Erupt!"

The monster's movements immediately slowed down in his eyes, the muscles on his body knotted, the strength twisted into a rope, and the lightness and swiftness of the night owl's swordsmanship fused together.

White as water.

A little light in the night.

Roger split the trunk of the tree net, and then swung three swords in succession, and his whole body was already close to the monster's side with the momentum of rushing forward.

Bending down to dodge a sweep, Roger returned the sword to its sheath, and a high concentration of flammable liquid was evenly sprayed on the sword.

This thing was found by Roger in Henrik's foothold, and he now only had evil spirit oil in his hand, which was originally just injected into one of the grooves.

And who would have thought that it could play a role here.

The steel sword is unsheathed.

The steel nails of the cuffs rubbed against the spine of the sword, and a little fire flashed, and then the whole sword burned!

The burning flames not only startled the monster, but also attracted the attention of Betty and the middle-aged woman in the distance.

It seemed to them that killing an ordinary person was just a matter of minutes, but the distant light of the fire made them realize that something was wrong.

"Something is wrong!"

"Summoning it back!"

The middle-aged woman shouted.

Betty gathers her spirit and transmits the information in her mind through a special connection in the dark.

The monster's arms stretched out, its body spinning like a spinning top, and Roger could only retreat backwards.

Repelling Roger, it no longer attacked, but turned and rushed towards the lake not far away.

Without the drive of the master, the combat effectiveness of this vine monster is naturally greatly reduced, where would Roger let go of such an opportunity, his legs exerted force, and his body rushed away.

"Since you're already here, let's stay!"

As he spoke, the flaming steel sword had slashed at the back of the monster's heart!