Demon Hunter and His Hut - Chapter 266

Chapter 264

Somewhere deep underground in an ancient building in Crescent City.

Someone lying in the coffin suddenly opened his eyes.

“Boom!”

The lid of the coffin was opened, and the figure slowly sat up, revealing a hideous face.

His entire face seemed to be pieced together from several faces, and the pieces grew twisted together, some formed a black lump, and some were bright red sarcomas.

“what happened?”

He muttered to himself, his voice extremely low, echoing in the empty tomb.

“Where is Blake?”

“Let him come and see me.”

The figure in the coffin said.

As the sun went down, Black had just finished an internal meeting and hurriedly left the Hunter’s Guild in Crescent City.

In the darkness, he once again came to the very familiar building.

Clenching his fists, Blake still took a step, for the teacher, he only had a little awe in his heart.

All the rest is fear.

In the empty hall, only the echo of his own footsteps could be heard, and his every step was in line with his heartbeat. This depressed feeling made Black breathless.

But whenever he wanted to adjust, an inexplicable force would interfere with him.

“Teacher, are you looking for me?”

Black lowered his head.

“Has the Federation of Trade Unions sent someone over?”

“It’s Mr. Sean the same as last time.”

“But we have already figured out a way to hold him, he is now in another area, and he should not be here in a short time.”

“Are we going to start now?”

Black asked.

“Wait a little longer, I still need some time.”

“Choose carefully. I only want the best of them and weed out the rest.”

“After all, only the demon hunter with the toughest will and body can survive our method.”

“Control the rhythm.”

A hoarse voice echoed from the hall.

“And one more thing.”

“Blake speaks suddenly.”

“There are many demon hunters who wish to see you…”

“This matter…” The hoarse voice groaned.

“Promise them.”

“teacher?”

“Don’t forget the little guy Zaru caught.”

Blake’s eyes lit up.

“Go down.”

He folded his hands and slowly withdrew from the hall after the ceremony.

When I walked outside, the sky had become pitch black, but at this moment, a voice came from the dark corner of the door.

“Mr. Black.”

Blake’s expression moved, and he turned to see the figure sliding out of the darkness, with a strange expression and a gloomy look.

It’s Dickinson.

Black sighed slightly, and he looked around, only the shadow of the building could be seen under the dark night sky.

“There is no one else here, you don’t need to be like this.”

“my father.”

Dickinson walked out of the darkness, “The rules are the rules, and the relationship between us cannot be known by other people in the guild.”

“I prefer to hear you call me Mr. Dickinson than the title of father.”

“How is your mood, Mr. Chairman?”

Dickinson asked in a deep voice.

“not bad.”

“That’s good!”

Dickinson walked slowly into the hall.

“Goodbye Mr. Black.”

“Bye now……”

Black hesitated for a moment, but continued:

“Mr. Dickinson.”

Dickinson, who turned his back to him, gave a satisfied smile.

After entering the empty hall, Dickinson came to a round platform in the middle. He stretched out his right hand and pressed it on a relief in the middle of the round platform, muttering a word.

Before long, a rumbling sound rang, and the round table sank down.

The circular platform moved down very quickly, and it didn’t take long to reach the depths of the ground. When it stopped, a long and narrow corridor appeared in front of Dickinson.

The torches on both sides illuminated the passage like daylight, and Dickinson passed through it, then entered the core area, and saw the crystal coffin placed in the center of the tomb.

Entering here, the expression on Dickinson’s face changed drastically. He bent down flatteringly and lowered his head, “Respected master, your servant brings his sincere greetings.”

“Get me here!”

The hoarse voice shouted, obviously there was no power to pass, but Dickinson knelt on the ground with a plop, holding his head and let out a scream.

“Damn thing, do you want to leave me?!”

“Don’t dare…”

“No, how is it possible!”

“You are my master and the sustenance of my soul. How could I leave you?”

Dickinson lay on the ground, not even daring to lift his head.

“How could I create an idiot like you?!”

“If it wasn’t because my soul was injured and I couldn’t change my body, how could I create waste like you!”

“Dear master, please don’t be angry. It’s really not worth it for ants like me.”

“Hurry up and get me up and help me up!”

The hoarse voice screamed.

Dickinson quickly got up from the ground, and then quickly ran to the crystal coffin.

The crystal coffin was filled with black liquid, and there seemed to be tentacle-like objects squirming in the liquid.

“My master, your injury has healed?”

“Kassandra is stronger than I thought, but unfortunately, after practicing black magic, she has no chance at all.”

Dickinson straightened up, and the figure lying in the crystal coffin also stood up completely. His upper body was covered with deformed pieces of meat, as if he was filling his body with chopped rotten meat.

The skeletal muscles are mixed together, and the dark cyan heart even hangs outside.

His lower body is a collection of dark yellow tentacles, with walnut-sized suckers on the tentacles, one side is pink, the other side is blue-purple.

In the middle position, a thing representing the physiological characteristics of a man was squirming.

“How many years can your body be used?”

The monster-like figure suddenly asked.

“Up to 5 years, my master.”

“Ok.”

“I can recover soon and get rid of this body completely. By then Black will be useless.”

“His body is given to you.”

“Thank you, my master.”

Dickinson pretended to be grateful.

“Humph!”

“Don’t think I don’t know your original plan, isn’t you just waiting for this day to give birth to this son?”

“As wise as you, my master.”

Dickinson gave a weird laugh.

“Let’s go, take me to meet our legendary first beauty in Bordeaux.”

“Um… with a human aesthetic.”

“I thought of mating with such creatures.”

The facial features on the ugly face of the weirdo gather together, “It’s really nauseating.”

Dickinson opened his mouth, and stopped talking.

But he didn’t say anything, and helped his master to a door at the end.

Pushing the door open, the first thing that catches your eyes is the huge circle drawn on the ground. If Roger was here, he would definitely recognize that this circle was the one drawn by Araham back then.

Only some changes have been made in the details.

The room was full of torches. What burned on each torch was not a flame, but a demon spirit that was bound to it and screamed in despair.

The green light, but the screams that came into my mind made the whole room look like hell.

On the wall at the end of the room, a naked woman was hung there, and her whole body was torn into big characters.

And what is waiting for her.