Demon Hunter and His Hut - Chapter 281
Chapter 279: Underground
Snap!
Dickinson’s body was divided into two, then fell to both sides and fell to the ground.
The blood quickly stained the ground red, but he was still not dead at this time, and he mechanically pushed the internal organs scattered on the ground into his body.
The soil was mixed with smelly flesh and blood, but Dickinson didn’t seem to feel the pain, his movements became slower and slower, because of excessive blood loss, his entire face quickly turned grayish white.
At the last moment before his death, he saw Roger’s figure walking towards a house not far away. After exhausting his last bit of strength, Dickinson had an extra hammer in his hand.
Humm!
The tip of the hammer smashed into the skull, prying open the skull, and after all this, Dickinson’s right hand slipped weakly, completely silent.
“There must be a channel leading to reality hidden here.” Roger quickly checked around the house.
He didn’t let go of any detail, the hunter’s vision was displayed to the limit, and after some searching, he finally found a clue from the messy footprints.
“It should be in the house.”
Roger pushed in.
Compared with the real mansion, this place is simply a doghouse, with ventilated walls, a floor full of leaves, and dense cobwebs in the corners.
Obviously, it has been abandoned for a long time.
Following the clues, Roger came to the second floor. Compared with the mess on the first floor, the second floor was obviously much cleaner, with a huge circle drawn on the floor.
Roger took a closer look and found that this magic circle was actually very similar to the one on the third floor of the manor in reality.
“Does Dickinson use this thing to open the passage between reality and Crescent City?”
He did not rush forward, but stood on the edge and watched carefully.
At this moment, I don’t know if it was caused by an outsider breaking in, or something was triggered by the special aura on Roger’s body, and the magic circle on the floor shimmered.
Then a ray of light rose into the sky, and this ray of light ignored the ruined structure of the house, penetrated the roof, and led to an unknown space.
Vaguely Roger seemed to see the room in the real estate.
“Hey, old man, are you there?”
Although Henrik had regained his young and handsome appearance, Roger preferred to call him as he used to.
Without any response, he pulled a piece of dilapidated furniture and threw it over. The furniture passed through the transparent fog, and then rushed to the roof under the impetus of energy.
The moment he was about to hit the roof, he disappeared strangely from Roger’s sight.
“It should be this!”
Roger was overjoyed and rushed forward with courage.
“Om!”
The magic circle trembled, and the moment Roger rushed into it, the upward energy suddenly flipped. Although in different worlds, the two magic circles actually echoed each other and were activated at the same time.
Roger was shocked, before he could respond, the powerful pressure was pressed down in the air.
“Huh!”
He fell down, through the floor under his feet, through the space and ground on the first floor, and his vision became distorted, waiting for him to regain his balance.
But found that he had come into a wide passage.
“What is this place?”
The remaining energy of the magic circle gradually faded, and the ground under his feet returned to normal, hard and cold. Roger looked back and saw only the cold wall.
“It seems that Dickinson intends to use this magic circle to pull me directly here!”
He recalled a fragment that he saw in the opponent’s consciousness when he smashed Dickinson’s body.
“Is it because his soul came from the so-called Soul Eater?”
Roger knew the true origin of his body. Although it was created by the black stone of this world, it also contained part of Arahan’s flesh and blood.
At the same time, there is something unclear in Araham’s flesh and blood.
If what he saw in Dickinson’s eyes was not an illusion, then the place in front of him was probably deep underground.
It is the hiding place of Araham.
If he came, he was at ease. Although Roger knew Araham’s strength, he had no other choice at this time. He could only hold the weapon in his hand and explore forward.
squeak!
The flames inserted on the wall reflected the miserable and distorted faces of people. These people were wailing silently. If Henrik was here, he would definitely recognize some of them.
Those were some demon hunters who used to be active in the Bordeaux area, but now they are. Their bodies were made into torches, and their souls were used as fuel.
Then it was placed in the icy underground passage and suffered endless torture until the soul dissipated.
Roger walked forward cautiously for a certain distance, and did not see any guarding measures here.
The means of entering here should be very special. If it weren’t for the wrong situation, even if Roger’s strength was several times stronger, I am afraid it would be difficult to find here.
That Araham should have used certain rules of this world to create a hiding place for himself that could almost never be found.
Roger sighed in his heart. He used to reason according to normal thinking, but now it seems that if there is no special means, even the Hunter Guild really believes them.
After entering New Moon City, it is impossible to find this place.
The passage is not too long, the surroundings are quiet, only Roger’s own breathing and footsteps can be heard.
Those poor souls sometimes open their hands, but as long as Roger gets closer, they will back away in horror and shrink back into the torch.
Walking through the passage, Roger wiped the sweat from his forehead. Although there was no battle, this kind of depression and unknown made people more nervous.
The moment he walked out of the tunnel, the corner of his eyes swept away, and a huge black shadow appeared not far away. Roger was taken aback, his feet moved quickly, and the steel sword in his hand was ready to attack.
The battle didn’t happen, Roger fixed his eyes, and it was not a living thing at all that stood by the wall, but a twisted human figure with half of its body embedded in the wall.
Looking into the distance along the figure is an open space where countless twisted statues stand.
These figures retain the characteristics of their lives, their expressions, movements and even muscle textures are no different from ordinary people.
Roger slowly approached, surrounded by the Kunen Fayin, he didn’t know whether these so-called dead objects would suddenly wake up.
Then launch an attack.
Passing through the whole area without any risk, he went up a spiral staircase. When he saw the scene on the staircase, Roger was taken aback.
In the open space stands 12 thick stone pillars, each of which is carved with intricate patterns. The 12 stone pillars form a whole and form a transparent enclosed area.
Dense crowds of people and monsters floated in it.
Suddenly Roger’s eyes condensed slightly, and he saw that half of his face was left with only dense white bones, his arms crossed his knees, and his body was covered with thick black hair.
The remaining half of the face made Roger feel familiar, and he moved his eyes down and noticed a mark on the opponent’s neck.
“Robert…”
The demon hunter who used to fight Black at the entrance and then was dispatched to the outer area.
Beside him, was a short blue figure, and at this moment, the clear eyes became muddy, and his face was painful and hideous.
Roger seemed to remember the triumph on the other side’s face when he took out the wetsuit.
If he were here, the others in the village…
Roger sighed.
The familiar black mist drifted throughout the area, and the black mist penetrated into the human body and brought terrible changes.
Each of them was pierced by a black spike on their tailbone. These spikes connected to the ground and led to the unknown.
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