Demon Hunter and His Hut - Chapter 113

Chapter 113 Betty’s Value

“Remove her clothes!”

The Prophet pointed to Amanda and said, then she glanced at Betty, “You too.”

Soon two figures, one in black and one in white, lay on the stone platform.

The one-armed woman opened a stone on the wall, took out a clay pot from it, took the cover, and a stench pounced on her face.

Putting his only intact arm into the jar, there was a hissing sound, and something seemed to be squirming inside.

There was a trace of pain on the one-armed woman’s face, and her body shook violently. She gritted her teeth and took a full minute to withdraw her arm.

Three holes as thin as chopsticks appeared in the middle of her palm, and a squirming snake’s tail could be vaguely seen around the holes, and the blood dripped into the jar with a belching sound.

Three small holes were opened in the palm of the hand, and there seemed to be something unknown wriggling in the forearm, but the one-armed woman still gritted her teeth, holding the jar and came to the prophet.

“Ready!”

The prophet nodded and took the jar to Amanda’s side.

“If your puppet is still alive, we will have a lot more confidence in performing this ritual.”

“puppet?”

Betty was taken aback for a moment, “Didn’t you say…”

The motion on the prophet’s hand paused slightly.

“You are a good boy, but sometimes you are a little too weak.”

“I carefully selected this girl for you. Your fate is in harmony, just like the sun and the moon, and she is the missing part of you.”

“When I sent you to Bay Town, I told you that you can treat him as a friend, but you have to be clear that you are the future of the tribe.”

“And she will eventually be guided by you and embraced by the gods.”

The prophet sighed.

“But you are too soft-hearted. After a few years of getting along, your connection has become closer and closer, but you actually regarded her as a friend.”

“In order not to make you sad, I can only choose other ways to help you become a witch.”

Betty listened quietly, seeming to fall into the memory.

At that time, she didn’t know what it meant to be connected by fate, but simply felt that Amanda fits her temper and became friends with her.

But who knows, so many years of getting along is a subtle influence. The connection between two people has deepened unconsciously and cannot be separated.

“Your spirit is still a little weaker. This is very dangerous when you are promoted, so you need someone to help you share this mental pressure.”

“And this is exactly the meaning of this girl’s existence.”

While talking, the Prophet used his finger to take the liquid from the clay pot. The black liquid drew one symbol after another on Amanda’s body.

Amanda closed her eyes from start to finish.

“It’s a pity that you don’t want to hurt her, so I can only adopt another method, through the tree spirit reincarnation technique, let the newborn tree spirit become your slave, and then help you to bear it when you are promoted.”

She sighed.

“Unfortunately, all of this was ruined by that shameful thief.”

After the last symbol was drawn, the Prophet lowered his head and recited a few sentences. The black liquid on Amanda’s body seemed to be alive, and penetrated along the surface of her skin, leaving only a dry mark.

The prophet walked over to Betty.

“We angered the Hunter Guild, and we can only leave here, but as long as you are alive, the hope of the tribe is there.”

“As a leader, I hope you can understand this in the future. Don’t just make a plan for anything. Sometimes you can do more and you can have more choices in the event of an accident.”

“If it wasn’t because I arranged these in advance, your promotion might have failed.”

The Prophet took out the liquid and sketched it on Betty’s body. Strangely, the black liquid applied to Betty’s body but turned into a pale white like bones.

The two opposing colors of black and white echo Amanda on the side.

“First establish contact, and then I will train her to become your zombie puppet. Then, as long as you make some preparations, you have the hope that you can be promoted to a real witch.”

The Prophet’s voice was soft, Betty’s spirit seemed to relax, her eyes closed little by little, and it seemed that she might fall asleep at any time.

The last bit of coolness came from the soles of the feet, and Betty knew that the rune had been outlined, and the prophet chanted the spell in a low voice. The cool liquid on the body surface instantly became hot, and then penetrated into the skin and penetrated into the body.

Before falling asleep, the last picture Betty saw was a trace of enthusiasm…and greed on the face of the prophet!

She was faintly aware of something, but the next second the tide of darkness struck, she completely lost control of her body.

“Miss, you finally succeeded!”

The one-armed woman said excitedly.

The Prophet straightened up, the muscles on his cheek trembling, “It’s just a little bit, really just a little bit!”

“I was almost ruined by that kid!”

“When I succeed, I will peel off his skin, and then imprison his soul in the animal body, um…”

“Let me think about it, which animal should I choose this time?”

“Or choose a dog, the one with a longer tongue looks more attractive.”

The one-armed woman next to her said.

After speaking, the two of them looked at each other and laughed, and the laughter echoed in the room, like a stern evil spirit.

“Prepare other items, we are about to start the ceremony.”

The prophet ordered.

She looked at Betty who was lying on the stone platform.

“Poor Betty, I’m sorry I deceived you, you are just a special girl, you can’t be a witch at all.”

“But you and your little friends are not useless at all. If you can help me recover from my injury, your death will become valuable.”

She stretched out her hand to close Betty’s hair, “Beautiful girls are always attractive, but unfortunately, I originally wanted to keep you by my side forever.”

“If it weren’t for that kid, the core of the tree spirit should have begun to conceive in your abdomen, and it will suck up your blood…”

“Look, what a perfect plan, a living puppet born by a sacrificer without a womb, your soul will be trapped in it, and then be with me forever.”

“And your body can heal me with this girl.”

“I’m such a genius!”

The expression on the Prophet’s face gradually became savage, “Bitch! It’s all that bitch!”

She cursed loudly.

“Voodoo Queen?”

“That should belong to me!”

“Quickly, give me a little more time. When I recover from my injury, I can return to Bordeaux and regain everything I have lost!”

At this moment, the one-armed woman quickly walked to her side, “Miss, everything is ready!”

“let’s start.”

An expectant smile appeared on the Prophet’s mouth.

At the same time, the three Rogers who followed the clues all the way came to the depths of the swamp.