Demon Hunter and His Hut - Chapter 110

Chapter 110

The Prophet didn’t lift his head either.

“You can handle such trivial matters by yourself, and don’t need to notify me.”

“I know the guy who drives.”

“He is from the Hunter Guild.”

The one-armed woman replied.

The prophet stopped praying, “Hunter Guild?”

“What are their people doing here?”

She stood up.

“Take me to see!”

At the same time, Henrik was slowly parking his car in the open space near the gathering place.

“They already knew we were coming.”

“This is an ancient gathering place. The people who live here come from a tribe in Africa, where people have worshipped voodoo statues for generations.”

Roger was taken aback for a moment, and it was clear that the Hunter’s Guild had always known this place.

“This period is very sensitive. Being fair and honest will save you some trouble, because nominally, the guild cannot supervise here.”

He glanced at Roger.

“You stay in the car for the first time. You broke their ceremony that night. If you get in at this time, I’m afraid it will intensify the conflict.”

“Besides, staying here can be considered as a caregiver.”

Roger thought for a while, and felt that what Henrik said was somewhat reasonable. That night, he not only killed the swamp monster, but also snatched the core parts of the monster.

Looking at the woman’s reaction at the time, and seeing herself again, I am afraid that the chances of doing it directly will be very high.

“That’s fine, if there is a conflict, I will drive in as soon as I hear your gunshots.”

Roger nodded.

Henrik and Peter got out of the car.

Roger noticed that they took out a badge and put it on their chest at the same time. It was the badge Henrik showed him when he and Henrik met for the first time.

If you show your identity and start again, it is the entire Hunter Guild that provokes you.

Some details reveal many problems.

The Hunter’s Guild may not be as strong as it seems, and even in some places, it is a little weak.

Roger couldn’t help but think of some information that Henrik had accidentally revealed.

It seems that some information has been obtained. The houses facing the street closed their doors and lowered their curtains. The busy street just now became quiet.

Henrik walked ahead, looking careless, but his eyes quickly scanned the surrounding streets and houses.

“Don’t be nervous, we can’t fight.”

But Peter behind him frowned.

“Mr. Henrik, I must remind you that I feel a lot of resentment here.”

“The number is amazing!”

“Things may not be so optimistic.”

“We must have the consciousness to fight at any time.”

Henrik glanced back at Peter, surprised by the calmness of the young man’s face, “No wonder everyone praises you so much, saying that you are the most potential exorcist in Bordeaux.”

“If there is a fight in a while, try to hide as much as possible and leave the rest to me.”

Peter raised his head, with a rare hint of pride on his face, “Mr. Henrik, I am not as weak as you think.”

“The fighting power of the exorcist should not be underestimated!”

The black stone door opened, and the prophet watched the two Henrik who came slowly with his eyes like a stone statue.

“This is the territory of our Nizama tribe. People from the Hunter Guild are not welcome!”

“What are you doing here?”

The prophet was indifferent.

Henrik looked around, he looked very carefully, his eyes scanned everyone in the field, “Tsk, the quality is worrying, the voodoo queen of Bordeaux is a famous beauty, why are you here…?”

His eyes seemed to be sloppy, but the layout of the entire house and the personnel occupation were already clear.

“Are you going to die?”

The one-armed woman standing beside the Prophet suddenly took a step forward, and when she took this step, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.

“Don’t be nervous… I just made a joke.”

Henrik put on a hippy smile, his body swayed and half of his body was blocked by Peter next to him.

“Speak your purpose, then get out!”

The prophet’s voice was indifferent.

The smile on Henrik’s face narrowed.

“Tree spirit reincarnation technique!”

The Prophet’s face changed abruptly, and she couldn’t help but feel heartache when she thought of the puppet core that was taken that night.

They spent countless people’s efforts, and after more than ten years of cultivation, they cultivated a swamp magic vine to the extent that it could be used.

Can……

Trying to resist the raging anger in his heart, the Prophet squeezed a word from his teeth, “I don’t know what you are talking about?”

“But I know what you are doing.”

Henrik’s expression became serious.

“Tree spirit reincarnation technique, this voodoo technique requires a special tree and spirit.”

“Swamp magic vines, killer plants or thorn trees…These things can’t grow in ordinary environments. Even if they can create an environment suitable for their growth, they still need to be watered regularly with blood!”

Henrik stared at the prophet.

“Am I right?”

The Prophet did not answer, but the expression on his face was not as strong as before.

“The so-called spirit needs to be cultivated from an early age except for extremely special circumstances. The only value of this person in life is to be slaughtered by you when he matures to a certain extent.”

“Travis!”

Henrik said the name.

At this time, the Prophet could no longer control the emotion on his face, “It’s you?!”

“It was you in the woods that night!”

“No, it’s not right.”

“Your breath is different.”

“Who is it?!”

“Who stole it…”

“Any more sophistry?” Henrik interrupted her.

“If I’m not mistaken, the tree spirit reincarnation technique is only the first stage of the ritual. You have two choices in the next step.”

“The first kind allows the born tree spirit to continue to be strong, and become a terrible puppet monster by killing and absorbing the soul.”

“The second type is to remove the tree spirit’s core when the time is right, and then plant it into…”

“do not talk!”

The Prophet interrupted Henrik suddenly.

She gritted her teeth.

“You won, let’s talk, what do you want?”

She seemed very afraid of what Henrik would say next.

“Destroy the tree spirit’s puppet core, destroy the magic circle, and terminate your ritual. This thing ends here.”

Hearing what he said, the prophet was furious!

“Shameless!”

“You Hunter Guild, this is the same behavior as a robber!”

Her pale face turned red with anger, her fingers clenched like dead branches, and the back of her hands burst into blue veins.

Seeing her expression, I can’t wait to pounce on Henrik and kill him alive.

Henrik was stunned for a moment. His request was not excessive. It was a normal operation to deal with similar incidents, but the woman in front of him…

Her reaction was a bit extreme, right?

“What do you mean?”

“Let me hand over the things you took?”

“I don’t think your Hunter Guild has any sincerity at all.”

The breath on the prophet became dangerous.

“Do you want to kill us?”

Henrik looked dumbfounded.

Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on?