Click!

Zaru, who was proud, felt a pain in his mouth. Only then did he realize that what he was biting was not the neck of the man in front of him, but a pistol with a special luster.

"So you like this?"

Henrik shook his head seriously.

"I'm sorry, I just like to leave my gun to girls to play with."

The next moment he pulled the trigger.

"The bullet made by the psychic master Heller..."

Henrik sighed.

"I'm helping Roger, and I have to ask him for another one when I look back."

He could hardly feel too much impact, and a little white light flashed, and the head of the monster in front of him exploded again.

However, unlike the last time, Henrik used only ordinary psychic bullets to avoid errors when the first round was used, but the second round used the special bullets provided by Roger.

It was a terrible bullet that was said to cause fatal damage to the Crescent-level enemies.

Soon the particularity of the bullet was revealed. The man named Zaru was blown to his head, and he seemed to be between liquid and entity.

However, this time with the suppression of energy in the bullet, a terrible change occurred in the man's body. A certain characteristic of his body was stripped away and gradually showed his original appearance.

Then his right eye protruded and exploded with a bang. A red meat worm as thick as a finger crawled out of it. The meat worm squirmed and his body changed rapidly.

But the change came too suddenly and too quickly, and soon the body of the flesh worm began to collapse, and the man also collapsed.

There were different changes in his body.

The head of a cow, the claws of a wolf, and the skin of a fishman.

Henrik's face changed, and the various characteristics displayed on the man reminded him of the various monsters he saw when the disaster broke out in that special space broke out at night.

"What the hell are they doing?"

"Why does a person have a change that only monsters appear on his body?!"

Henrik quickly retreated, and at this moment the man seemed to have recovered his brief sanity. He stretched out his hand, with severe pain on his face.

"Save me...Save me..."

"Bang!"

The conflicts in the body gathered together and eventually exploded.

Henrik looked at the pistol covered with dirty liquid, but he quickly put away the gun, pulled out his scimitar and rushed to the manor not far away.

The fog shrouded in the manor quickly dissipated. Henrik searched the entire manor but couldn't find Roger and the others.

“Where did they go?”

Suddenly, an idea came to his mind. Thinking of this possibility, he quickly took out his cell phone and called.

"With tangible evidence, we must contact Mr. Sean immediately!"

…………

Step by step!

Roger pressed step by step, and actually suppressed Dickinson. He put the Quinn Seal out of the Seal, which covered within two meters of his body.

In it, Dickinson's movements could not escape Roger's perception. If it weren't for Dickinson's body's own strength, it was much more than Roger's.

I'm afraid Roger had already caught the flaw and cut off his head.

Although this perception cannot be extremely delicate, for Roger, with his swordsmanship, he can react in advance with a little omen.

The steel sword in his hand was swallowing and spitting like a poisonous snake.

Swish swish swish swish!

Three lights flashed together strangely at the last moment.

Click!

The terrible piercing force formed pierced Dickinson's weapon, and Roger rushed forward, and as long as he rose one more point, he could penetrate Dickinson's throat.

At this moment, the weapon in Dickinson's hand turned into black clothes again, but the clothes did not flow to Dickinson's body, but rushed towards Roger's wrist at an extremely fast speed along the poisonous snake steel sword.

In this case, Roger could only retreat. His wrists trembled and he stepped back, stirring the steel sword in his hand.

Light, heavy, slow, and urgent.

In just one breath, Roger made dozens of changes, and this completely unrecognizable outbreak also disrupted Dickinson's attack.

But for Dickinson, his goal has also been achieved.

He is an old hunter-level demon hunter, or rather, the body he now has is a blood hunter.

Warlocks practice spirit, while blood hunters pay more attention to **.

After entering the extraordinary realm, they will awaken their special abilities, and those with this bloodline can be called blood hunters.

However, unlike warlocks, warlocks' bloodlines are often purer and have greater development potential, while blood hunters are more complicated.

This is naturally a shortcoming for the warlock, but this shortcoming for the Blood Hunter becomes less obvious.

Broad and complex, and specialized and refined are two completely different paths, and there is no way to distinguish which one is better or worse.

Dickinson blinked.

A pair of pale eyes appeared on his eyebrows.

These eyes have no eyelids and pupils, and what surges is a chaotic pale body.

【Eye of Slowness】

Dickinson's white eye suddenly exploded, and no blood flowed out of the exploded eyes, but a white mist surged out, and in an instant it rushed into Roger's body. The next second, a terrible sense of heaviness enveloped the whole body.

Roger's heart sank, and he tried to retreat, but the heaviness from his body almost made him lose balance.

"laugh!"

The black mist floating in the air automatically gathered in Dickinson's hands, forming a weapon again.

But compared to just now, the weapons in his hand were slightly smaller.

"I will cut off your limbs."

Dickinson whispered, then raised the big knife in his hand.

"Swish!"

A cold light flashed, and the long sword had already slashed in the air. At this time, Roger had just raised the weapon in his hand.

His speed is more than twice as slow!

At the critical moment, Roger remained calm. He flipped his palm and orange flames gushed out.

Dickinson stopped the sword in his hand, and his weapon moved horizontally to block Roger's flames, but when he dissipated the flames in front of him, a steel sword with green light flowing in front of him had already come to him!

In a slow state, Roger did not retreat but advanced, and actually chose to face the difficulties!

“Slow, heavy…”

"Black Bear..."

"Secret..."

The inspiration in my mind and the feelings of my body were intertwined, and Roger felt that he had grasped something.

【corrosion】

Dickinson's brain sank slightly. He raised the weapon in his hand, but the next second, a violent and irresistible impact came towards him.

He felt that the power of the young man opposite suddenly increased several times!

He was clearly in a slow state, but Dickinson suddenly lost the trajectory of the long sword in front of him.

start.

Then end.

Pick.

The weapon in his hand was split into two, and a strange sizzling sound was made at the edge of the broken, and then a terrible pain came from his body.

He lowered his head and watched the steel sword in Roger pull out from his body.

"what happened?"

"You obviously fell into my slow eye!"

Half of his body slid down from his shoulders, and his internal organs fell from it with crackling sounds, but at this time Roger seemed to have not heard Dickinson's words.

Through Dickinson's eyes, Roger actually saw a strange palace, and an ugly figure appeared from the center of the palace to the depths of the ground.

He noticed a little familiar feeling on this figure.
Chapter completed!