Demon Hunter and His Hut - Chapter 273

Chapter 271

Full moon night.

Roger carrying a black suitcase, drove to the villa area in the center of Bordeaux.

“Welcome, my friend.”

Seeing Roger’s hair dyed silver, Dickinson was taken aback.

“To be honest, my hair color now matches you very well.”

“Come with me, the ceremony is about to begin.”

Dickinson looked much taller than usual, with a bulging gray suit on his body. At this time, he didn’t look as cold as before, but a bit more brutal and aggressive.

“After the ceremony starts in a while, we need to be commensurate with the code name.”

Walk into an empty room.

There is no decoration in the room, only a wood-colored table and two ordinary chairs.

A magic circle has been drawn on the table in advance.

Dickinson took out a weird mask painted with countless swirling threads. Each thread of the mask seemed to go along the lines into the wearer’s face.

Large and small threads gather together, making people feel uncomfortable.

“You can call me the Soul Eater.”

“Choose a name for yourself.”

“Pattern.”

Roger opened the black suitcase and took out a unique wolf head mask.

“White wolf.”

Dickinson glanced at the mask, and a thought flashed in his eyes. In fact, for them, many times it was more than just a code name.

“A very apt name.”

Roger did not speak, but put the wolf head mask on his face. He concentrated, and a pair of vertical yellow pupils were exposed from the holes in the mask.

His breath at this time was very peculiar, with a bit of brutality in his restraint, like a sane wolf.

With the yellow vertical pupils, the entire wolf head seemed to have life.

“This is the preparation materials for the communication ceremony and the method of drawing the magic circle.”

“There are also tips for concealing abnormal soul fluctuations. Your mental power seems to be very strong, and you should be able to master it soon.”

Roger opened the pamphlet in his hand and flipped through it from beginning to end.

Roger is not worried about the things Dickinson gave him. If this thing is really safe and effective, then through his browsing, corresponding books will naturally be generated in the hunter’s cabin.

It is even possible to make targeted improvements.

“Time is almost up, let’s start.”

Dickinson came to the table and lit the seven candles erected on the corners of the array one by one. The white candles ignited an orange flame and made a crackling sound.

“The candle is made with ghoul oil and blue mist flower stems. It will help us guide the way.”

He picked up a bag of white powder and sprinkled it gently in the air, waving his hands in the air, and chanting a spell in his mouth.

Then the white powder spread evenly on the magic circle drawn on the table as if it had life.

The candle burned, and the flowing white liquid mixed with the powder along the sunken circle.

At this time, Dickinson’s spell had come to an end, and Roger felt a powerful breath emanating from Dickinson’s body.

He frowned, Dickinson’s strength is still above his imagination.

laugh!

The light of the candle seemed to have been absorbed by the magic circle, and the air immediately in front of him seemed to be covered with a veil, and several looming figures gradually appeared.

The air swayed away like water waves, and the traces gradually expanded. As they stretched to both sides, they seemed to touch other spaces.

Roger and Dickinson were sitting side by side, and he saw strange figures appearing on both sides of him.

One minute later, the scene in front of me stabilized, and several different “windows” were spliced together to form a weird conference room.

He could see the decorations of the court nobles and the faceless women with silver masks, and he could see the darkness as cold as a cellar.

There is even bright sunlight and waves outside the window.

This feeling is very strange, I have to compare it, it is like Roger opening a group chat video on the Internet at the same time.

And they are different people from all over the world.

It’s just that the pictures between each other are spliced together, which makes the so-called rally look a little weird.

“Soul Eater, long time no see.”

The woman with the silver-white mask spoke, her voice was crisp, ringing in her ears, reflecting in her heart.

She glanced at Roger, “Is this the new person you and we mentioned?”

Roger’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Dickinson said to him that the so-called rally will only be held when the full moon is complete. From the time he promised Dickinson to now, there is not a month at all.

The corner of his eye glanced at Dickinson, but the latter was wearing a mask on his face, and Roger couldn’t guess what he was thinking.

“Maybe I think too much?”

Roger didn’t say a word, but secretly took his heart down.

“Yes, a new friend.”

Dickinson nodded.

“Everyone can call him a white wolf.”

“I like the name and your hair.”

The woman glanced at Roger, but did not introduce her plan.

Dickinson looked around, “Where is that big bat?”

“You mean Duke?”

An indifferent voice came, “There was a riot in a small town in Faku. If I’m not mistaken, that guy should have caused it.”

“But he was out of luck and ran into the Royal Knights.”

“died.”

“Wow…” Someone gave a weird laugh.

“Speaking so clearly, it’s as if you are on the scene.”

“Of course.”

The indifferent voice sounded again, and the speaker was covered in black robe, only a mask carved from bluestone was exposed.

It seems that in addition to the method Dickinson mentioned, there are other materials that can also resist the prying eyes of others.

“I was there, seeing Duke being killed by the Knights.”

“Then what?”

“Then I killed them.” The black-robed man replied indifferently, and then coughed slightly. It was obvious that he didn’t win easily.

“I need a little bit of spinal fluid from the demon bull demon.”

He spoke.

“If someone is willing to provide it, I can give him a gadget.”

A pair of dry hands were exposed under the black robe, and a jet black feather arrow was pinched in the hands.

“You are really generous.”

Roger sat quietly on the chair, listening to the communication among the people without saying a word. Sometimes a little information revealed inadvertently would make Roger’s face slightly change.

These guys showed a stronger strength than him, much stronger. According to Roger’s guess, the weakest among them all possessed at least the strength of Full Moon Peak.

Roger turned his side slightly and glanced at Dickinson beside him.

Dickinson is considered a strong man in the Bordeaux area. Judging from the aura he has just shown, he should be close to the crescent peak.

but……

This kind of strength is much worse than those people in front of him.

The road to the extraordinary world is getting harder and harder as it goes up. The gap of one level is likely to be heaven and earth.

“What qualifications does he have to be on an equal footing with these people?”

“Or… Dickinson does not represent himself, but someone behind him.”

“For example…Araham?”

His pupils shrank slightly, and Roger felt as if he had caught something.

At this moment, a voice came to mind.

“Young man, what are you thinking?”