Demon Hunter and His Hut - Chapter 857

Chapter 11

“he died?”

Buhert squeezed the bushy beard on his chin, and he didn’t notice that his fingers were shaking slightly during the whole process.

Although almost everyone doesn’t treat Ike so much because of their beliefs and character, no one will ignore the other’s strength because of this.

In this era, it may be a madman who can survive, but it will certainly not be too weak.

But only for a moment, no one even figured out what happened. It was like Ike ran into a horse on his own initiative, and then he flew high, not knowing his life or death.

And his military horse with a good pedigree is also in a different place.

“Because this is a fair duel, so he is still alive.” Roger said, there is no trace of blood on the sword, and even the standing position has not moved a bit.

“Next,” he repeated again.

This time no one dared to underestimate his strength.

“Everyone prepares, let that damn knight show off to hell!” Master General Gyllenstein said viciously.

But at this moment Nedamil, who had not spoken, suddenly shouted.

“Find someone to drag Ike back, and then we leave here!”

Gillen Steen raised his head abruptly, “My lord…”

“Shut up and do what I said!”

“This is really a farce, but fortunately this absurd journey made me understand one thing. I don’t need to use a dragon to please the fat princess in Holoper.”

“We have powerful knights and countless warriors. Whether we want it or not, as long as I want to, that place will belong to me after all.”

As he squeezed his horse belly, “Go back, I can’t wait to see the faces of Holoper’s nobles.”

In Netamir’s eyes, the so-called dragon is just a bargaining chip, and now he seems to have sorted out all sorts of rules, and he doesn’t want to waste time anymore.

Just like this, a group of people gathered around Nedamil and left, and the number of people who stayed immediately became scarce.

“What about us?” a dwarf whispered.

“Who cares about him?” Buholt grunted.

“Even if no one pays, isn’t that dragon a treasure?”

“Just a dragon skin can be worth a lot of money, not to mention its teeth and bones…”

“You group of executioners!” The magician Dorigaray jumped out again, “Every creature has the value of existence, learn to live with them peacefully…”

“Pooh!”

Before Dorigare finished speaking, a mouthful of thick sputum stuck to his shoe.

“Honorable Mage, do you want to try it? See if you chant the spell faster or if my giant sword splits your head first.”

Dorigaray’s face became stiff, and the next moment his hands were slammed behind him, and soon his whole person was tied up.

“Be quiet, I don’t want to kill you.”

“So now…” The dwarves turned and looked at the other small group of people present.

Undoubtedly, among all the forces, the dwarves have the largest number, and they also occupy an absolute advantage.

“Help me persuade your companion, for your sake, I don’t want my spells to fall on him.”

Ye Naifah looked at Geralt.

“You are not short of money, what on earth are you here for?” Geralt frowned.

“Roger is my friend, even if he doesn’t need it, I don’t want anyone to hurt him, so if I stand in front of him, will you attack me in the same way?”

“Don’t force me, Geralt, don’t force me to make any choices!”

“I want that dragon, I must get it!”

“Anyone…can’t stop me, including you!”

“Tell me what the hell are you for?” Geralt knew that Ye Naifa was a powerful sorcerer, but he knew more about Roger’s strength.

What these people saw in front of them was just the tip of the iceberg.

Ye Naifa’s eyes flickered, and his eyes quickly became gentle.

“Even if it is for me, persuade your friend, no matter what he needs, I can compensate him, I need that dragon, because he can help me change…or repair.”

Ye Naifah was vague.

“You know, there are some female warlocks who are exceptions. They can be like normal women… so the process of being traumatized may not be completely irreversible.”

“This means I still have a chance.”

“You should be clear, I wish I could be like a normal woman… If I get this dragon, I will definitely be… a child…”

“Give up your fantasy, Ye Naifah.” Geralt exhaled.

“No, Geralt, I have to try it once, no matter how slim the hope is, so it disappears from my eyes!” There is power surge in Ye Naifa’s body.

“Don’t force me to hurt you!”

“No!” Geralt shook his head firmly.

“I am not afraid of you hurting me, but I am worried that you will be Roger… Listen to me, although Roger is also a demon hunter, he is different from us.”

Geralt glanced sideways, but at the moment he was distracted, his body was inexplicably tight, and then Ye Naifa’s faint singing sounded in his ears.

“Roger…”

Before falling to the ground, he couldn’t help but yell. Among all the people, only Roger understood the meaning of the shout.

At this time, Alpenziglin and others had already rushed towards Roger with their weapons high.

He was rushing ahead, but the speed of a person behind him was faster than him.

It was Buholt with a fierce face.

“Can I still see this as a fair duel?” Roger smiled.

“Poor demon hunter, you should listen to our advice, it’s a pity that you have no chance now!”

Buhert is short in stature, but very fast. In addition, the dwarf’s strength is notorious. His attack is swift and fierce, and his wide giant sword smashes into Roger’s forehead directly.

At the same time, Ye Naifah, who controlled Geralt, did not join the battle, but avoided the area where everyone was fighting and ran directly to the hinterland of the mountain.

She always remembered the purpose of her trip.

It was the green dragon, not Roger.

“Damn it, can someone help me stop that bitch!” Alpenzigrin shouted angrily.

He wanted to lead people forward to stop him, but Buhert, who had rushed towards Roger the next second, changed direction in a ghostly manner at the moment he met Roger.

The giant sword in his hand directly slammed into the charging Alpenzigrin.

“Open your eyes to see clearly!”

Alpenziglin roared, but Buhert was even more surprised than him.

He didn’t know what happened just now, the two weapons were wrong, and the power of his whole body was out of control.

Seeing that Ye Naifa was about to rush into the valley, but suddenly a strong wind swept through, and a deafening roar came from the valley. Ye Naifa was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground.

The violent sound wave shook everyone’s ears buzzing.

Then they saw a cloud of golden mist rising in a valley not far away.

No, that’s not a cloud.

“It’s a dragon!”

“A golden dragon!”

On the hill, a giant golden beast occupies, his small head is on his swollen chest, his slender neck draws a perfect arc, and his tail is wrapped around his outstretched paws.

Then they saw the golden dragon poking its graceful neck down and leaning in front of Roger.

“It’s over?” Roger smiled and jumped up.

Jinlong let out a low growl.

“Although I don’t need your help, I still want to say thank you!”

Jin Long lifted his neck, and Roger’s figure also tallened.

He looked down at the people under his feet like a divine residence.

In the distance, Dandrien made a sharp cry like a male animal after being castrated.

“God!”

“He didn’t lie.”

“He is riding it!”