The flames completely enveloped the figure who was about to sneak up on Roger, and the man let out a scream and fled the range of the flame blast as fast as he could.

But even so, the clothes on his body and the skin on the surface were burned, and the flesh and rags were mixed together, and the whole person looked like a terrible ghost who had been skinned.

Although the opponent escaped from the attack range, the attack in Roger's hand still did not stop.

The flames continued to erupt, and in the next second, Roger picked up the monster in his hand.

Shh

Use the monster in your hand as a weapon, and in three or two clicks, you will be torn apart by the deformed iron fence that is scorched by the flames.

Even if the monster in his hand didn't die just now, his bones were shattered under Roger's destruction, and his body was full of penetrating wounds.

Glancing quickly at the burnt ghost, a hint of contempt flashed in Roger's eyes.

"Idiot, I've noticed you a long time ago, and if I don't do anything, I'm luring you into the bait."

As he spoke, he jumped through the ripped iron fence, smashed glass, and jumped from the third floor.

"I'm going to eat you!"

"Zaru, be careful!" Dickinson shouted.

But where can Zaru listen to it at this time? Without hesitation, he jumped out of the window.

His body rose into the air, and the cool breeze on the mountain blew on his body, and Zaru's whole person suddenly sobered up.

But at this moment, he was surprised to find that Roger, who should have fallen to the ground, actually hung his body in the air.

Then he heard a sentence come out of Roger's mouth that sent chills all over his body.

"Headshot, aim!"

The next second, a gunshot rang out.

Rumble!

The sound of sniper rifles spread throughout the woods, and countless small birds flew in fright.

"Poof!"

With nowhere to dodge in mid-air, Zaru's whole head exploded, and Roger also flipped over and fell from the edge of the third floor.

As soon as he landed, he found that Zaru's body had fallen and disappeared into thin air.

Shocked, Roger reminded loudly: "Be careful, that guy is not dead yet!" ”

Roger removed his weapon from the car, and a cloud of water vapor rose around it, followed by a fog that enveloped the entire area.

This little bit of fog has little effect on the line of sight, but it may be difficult for Henrik in the distance to shoot again.

"He's handed it over to you, I'm going to kill that hateful gunslinger!"

Zaru let out a low roar.

Dickinson's figure appeared in the fog, but Roger only glanced at Dickinson, but turned and ran.

Now that Dickinson's identity has been completely determined, the next thing is much easier, and the initiative is completely in Roger's hands.

But even if Roger really wanted to fight Dickinson, he should at least choose a terrain that was favorable to him.

"Want to run?"

"Give your soul first!"

Dickinson's face was extremely gloomy, and he remembered what Roger had said before, and his heart was crossed.

Blinking quickly, Dickinson clasped his hands together, and the iron gate at the gate of the manor not far away was closed.

Immediately after that, all the fences and guardrails grew upwards against the principle, and the strange energy contracted inward, and the next second the sky was spinning.

When his gaze returned to normal, Roger saw the dilapidated house behind Dickinson, and he sighed softly and reluctantly drew his long sword behind his back.

"Why didn't you run away?"

Dickinson sneered, and he flicked the placket of his clothes, and the clothes on his body automatically roamed and then converged in his hand, forming a large knife that did not match his size at all.

The blade is more than 1.5 meters long and 25 centimeters wide, and looks like a wide plank.

Roger's pupils shrank, and the ability Dickinson showed was very similar to that of Julianne, who had been killed by him.

"Black magic?" Roger's heart moved.

Because in the external propaganda. The Hunters' Guild has placed the Voodoo Society on the charge of researching and promoting black witchcraft.

"What you think of as black magic is just a little trick peculiar to our race."

The surrounding trees were dry, and the cool breeze made a strange whining sound, and Roger looked back to see that there was a straight bluestone road at the bottom of the mountain.

At the end of the road was the back alley of the Hunters' Guild Quarters.

"Crescent City, I didn't expect that in your hands there was a secret passage to Crescent City."

"Who the hell are you?"

"I am the soul descendant of the great Soul Eater Salamamp, and that Arrahan has the honor of being the vessel of his master."

"Where's President Vicky?"

Roger asked.

"Dead."

"Why did you arrest me?"

Dickinson grinned, "Because your soul comes from the Otherworld, we can absorb the characteristics of the Otherworldly soul and transform it into our own strength to heal our injuries. ”

"So, we're going to settle your soul!"

"That is to say, there is no such thing as help at all, and your only purpose in approaching me is to tempt me to take the initiative to dedicate my soul in your ritual."

Roger asked rhetorically.

Dickinson didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

"One last question!"

Roger's gaze became solemn, "Are those things in your room real?" ”

Dickinson was slightly stunned, but the next second he saw Roger smile happily.

"Then I'll be relieved."

"You're dead, everything is mine!"

Before he could finish speaking, he had crossed the distance between the two of them in an instant, and slashed at Dickinson's head with a sword.

"I'm not a good person, but you've shown so much kindness before, you really can't do it until you're completely sure, but now ......"

While!

Dickinson raised the big knife in his hand, and his whole skin became blood-red, and the thick blood tendons even spread from his neck to his cheeks.

In terms of the degree of evolution, this guy is indeed much stronger than Roger.

This is an old hunter-level awakener!

Equivalent to the peak of the crescent moon level.

According to the breakthrough level, the current Roger is only equivalent to a top-level elite hunter.

But if you count the bonus of the hunter's hut and the magic seal on your body.

and the fangs of evil in their hands......

Dangdang!

Although three consecutive attacks were blocked by Dickinson, there was no discouragement in Roger's eyes.

His strength grew stronger, and the light in his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"What race are you?"

Dickinson's face changed slightly, it was the procedures he personally handled for Roger, how could an ordinary demon hunter who had just entered the transcendent world be so strong?

Soon, though, Dickinson laughed happily.

"The higher the quality of your soul, the faster the master will recover, as long as he devours you, the master will definitely wake up from his slumber and get rid of this damn cage!"

At the same time, Henrik, who was hiding in the woods, also noticed the anomaly, and the sudden appearance of the fog made him lose his vision, but then a harsh sound was heard in his ears.

No matter how much he shouted next, he didn't get a response from Roger.

Henrik jumped down from the tree with his rifle and just took a few steps forward, when a twisted figure flashed in the shadow of the tree, and without aiming, Henrik pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle completely by relying on the natural reaction of his body.

Tong!

The next second, the bullet seemed to be fired at the water balloon, and a charred figure appeared behind Henrik in the splashing droplets.

One of his mouths was split to the sides, and his mandibles bit like a python into the back of Henrik's neck!