Demon Hunter and His Hut

This was a pure confrontation of consciousness. At the moment of the impact, Roger fell into a disadvantage.

The consciousness of the Jackdaw Sword Master is as powerful as a torrent of steel, where his beliefs are condensed, the beliefs cast by invincibility.

"Give up, Roger."

"All I need is your body. Although you haven't inherited the three-legged crow's inheritance, your belief and will fit my memory perfectly."

"This allows me to maximize the power of that weapon!"

"When I become stronger, I promise to find a new body for you, a stronger body."

"You don't belong to this world. You have to face that existence after all. Maybe you still don't know how difficult it is to resist a world, but with my help, your success rate can be much higher."

"We don't have to be enemies."

The consciousness of the Jackdaw Sword Master flooded all over the sky, and Roger did not shrink back, facing the difficulties.

But soon the gap between the two became apparent.

The strength of the Jackdaw Sword Master is all-round, and there are no dead ends on every side.

But even in the face of rough seas, Roger is like an island in the storm, able to always maintain his beliefs and stand firm.

I have to admit that in the confrontation of consciousness, Roger can barely deal with it. If it were the real world, he would probably lose even faster and more miserably.

Slowly, the victorious scale began to tilt towards the Jackdaw Sword Master, bit by bit, he nibbled at Roger's consciousness space, slowly and firmly.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Waiting for things to turn around?"

The Jackdaw Sword Master said, "This kind of fierce confrontation will completely wipe out all your consciousness, you will lose the last bit of self, and disappear completely from then on."

"If there is no resistance, I will leave a little seed for your consciousness and wait for the time to come..."

"No need to say it again." Roger hit the words of the Jackdaw Sword Master.

"I am not used to surrendering my destiny to others."

"Even if I fail and die, it is my own choice."

"What's more, I may not lose."

"Because I am not alone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a towering high mountain suddenly appeared behind Roger, and on the top of the mountain were scattered castles.

With flowing water on the suspension bridge, a faint figure flashed by in the castle, and above it was a faint wooden hut in a more vacant place.

That might be the prototype of the hunter's cabin.

When the phantom of Kyle Morhan appeared, when Roger's consciousness was connected to the hunter's cabin, the next moment was turned upside down.

His consciousness energy suddenly skyrocketed.

It seems that in an instant, there are many people whose consciousness is connected with Roger. These people have the same beliefs and adhere to the same principles as Roger.

They have a common identity.

Demon hunter.

Rushing in the dark, fighting in the roar of the monsters, they accept the cruel trial of the green grass, and hang the badge of the school on their chests.

Swordsmanship seal.

The power of these consciousnesses may be weak, but when they get together, they burst out with unmatched power!

Roger took a step forward, and the entire consciousness space seemed to tremble, followed by the second step.

The will of the Jackdaw Sword Master is still strong, as indestructible as steel, but he is not facing a person.

All will come together.

Feeling the support from the Hunter's Lodge and Kyle Morhan, Roger's confidence skyrocketed.

This is the trump card he dared to confront the Jackdaw Sword Master.

In the real world, his power can't defeat the opponent, but here, when connected with the hunter's cabin, he feels that he owns the whole world!

"What power is it?"

"You are obviously like me, a small part of a powerful world, but why?"

"Why do you have such complete rules?"

"That world... the world you escaped from, what kind of existence is it!"

The Jackdaw Sword Master looked shocked.

What surprised him was not the support from Kyle Morhan, but the power of rules he felt through the hunter's cabin.

His power comes from the small world where Silver Dragon exists, and is part of the rules of that small world.

So no one knows better than him the true meaning of what Roger is showing at this time.

Keep pressing.

Even the steel-like will can't resist the flames of united will, and if the stalemate continues, the consciousness of the Jackdaw Sword Master may collapse at any time.

He was clearly aware of this problem.

The eyes drooping slightly, the Jackdaw Sword Master looked at Roger with a complicated look.

"Roger, I sympathize with you."

He sighed.

"From small to large, what I am facing is only a fifth-order, which limits your existence..."

"I can't imagine."

"Not all shackles can be broken."

"Your future is dark."

He suddenly gave birth to a retreat, "I'm leaving. If I knew that the thing that imprisoned you was this level of existence, I would never make any attempt."

"Can you tell me where you came from?"

Before leaving, he asked last.

"To be honest, I don't know what you are talking about. I have never felt the so-called shackles and restrictions." Roger replied.

"That's because you are still too weak to feel the connection."

"You are a child of the world."

"The child will return to his mother after all."

"You can't run away."

"What about you?" Roger asked rhetorically.

"You will see, my choice!"

The Jackdaw Sword Master’s consciousness shrank, and what he discovered from Roger’s body caused him to change his original mind, obtain a usable body and cause trouble for a stronger existence.

The Jackdaw Sword Master made his choice soberly.

But Roger clearly did not intend to give up.

Leaving the consciousness space, without the help of the hunter's cabin, in the real world, he is not the opponent of the Jackdaw Sword Master at all.

So he must be here to smash the Jackdaw Sword Master.

Even if he can't be killed, at least he needs to make sure that he has no ability to intervene and return to the shadow world.

"You can't go yet!"

Roger's power continued to advance.

"I said, we don't have to be enemies."

"We have similar experiences. We are all escapees. I admit that your strength here is extremely powerful. This doesn't mean anything."

"Because I can always..."

Before the words fell, the expression on the face of the Jackdaw Sword Master suddenly solidified.

He raised his head slightly stiff. Watching Roger soaring into the sky.

"you……"

"I underestimated you!"

"Your strength gives me no choice."

Roger replied with a serious face.

…………

The top of Hanchuan Mountain.

Zizi!

Jian Jiao opened his eyes and saw the bright red blood melt on the snow, like red plums in full bloom in winter.

He saw a pale palm with a black sword in his palm.

And standing in front of him was Roger with a dull look.

As a sword-bearer, he was not completely obliterated with consciousness. In the final analysis, this body belongs to him.

When the Jackdaw Sword Master was manipulating his body, Jian Horn's consciousness was squeezed into a narrow space, and he could not do anything or feel anything.

It's like a bystander.

That loneliness and helplessness exceed any limit.

Even if it is only a short period of time, for Jianjiao, it seems that many years have passed.

So after regaining freedom, he couldn't even bother to check his broken arm. It was deep, and he took a breath of cold air with a little satisfaction.

"It has become a luxury to be able to choose death with my own will!"

Taking a breath, Jian Jiao's eyes fell on Roger's face.

"I said, I owe you my life, I will pay you back sooner or later!"

He showed a free and easy smile, and then pressed the sword of fate in Roger's hand to his chest without hesitation.

Without any nostalgia, Jianjiao stepped forward.

But at this moment, there was a cold breath behind him, losing the power of the guardian spirit, and building horns was only stronger than ordinary practitioners.

But the force that struck behind him not only solidified his body, but even his mind was almost frozen.

"what are you planning to do?"

The voice of Yata celebrity viper sounded from Jian Jiao's ear.

Jian Jiao's neck was grasped by a rough hand, and the power of his body was completely imprisoned. He could do almost nothing except thinking and speaking.

"Yatata celebrities!"

Jian Jiao sighed, "Roger should have killed you."

"Haha, it's really only a little too close, only a little bit I was killed by him!"

"But this is fate."

"Like every time before, it is always me who will live to the end."

His palm tightened a little bit, and the blood on his broken arm coagulated.

When pulling the consciousness of the Jackdaw Sword Master into it, Roger issued the last command to his body in an instant.

Swing a sword.

Then his whole person's consciousness came to that special space like the Jackdaw Sword Master.

The Jackdaw Sword Master did not completely occupy Jianhorn's body, he was the real core of the spirit sword plan.

He is Black Moon.

Jian Jiao witnessed all this. He didn't know Roger's battle in the consciousness space, but he knew that if he loses himself as a sword bearer, the power of the Jackdaw Sword Master will be greatly reduced.

This is equivalent to creating a lot of vitality for Roger invisibly.

He didn't know how big the rate of improvement was, but for that promise, Jian Jiao was willing to use his life to make the last attempt.

But now, his self-destruction has been accidentally broken!

"Pick up that sword on the ground!"

The Yata celebrity ordered coldly, but after listening to his words, Jian Koo was unmoved.

"You don't think that woman will be safe after leaving Samurai?"

"Father does a lot of things and is bound by too many rules. He shouldn't have promised you, but it doesn't matter. I'm already prepared."

"It may not be long before you can see your beloved woman."

"With kids!"

"So pick up that sword!"

Jian Jiao lowered his head and let out a grievance, "Celebrity, your posture is really ugly!"

"Shut up, you are not qualified to talk about me, because you don't know what I have experienced in my life?!"

"Pick up that sword, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?"

At this moment, a cold voice came from far away in the wind and snow. After a while, the flying ice butterflies gathered, and a figure of Miao Man appeared not far in front of the two of them.

"Master Jianjiao, I'm back."

Nao Yuki was covered with blood, partly hers, partly chasing her enemies.

The Yata celebrity was taken aback at first, but soon a trace of ecstasy appeared on his face.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to run back by yourself!!"

"Stupid woman."

Seeing Nao Yuki, he didn't say anything, because from Nao Yuki's eyes, he already understood everything.

"I think you should know what choice to make, right?" Yata's celebrity said coldly. He hid his body behind Jian Kaku while carefully looking at Nao Yuki in the distance.

He was badly injured and his body was on the verge of collapse.

But at this moment, a gust of snow suddenly swept behind him, and at the moment the snow fell, mottled snowflakes gathered together. Each piece of ice crystal was like a sharply polished blade, and it penetrated into the body of the Yata celebrity at an extremely fast speed.

Only then did he realize that the figure in the distance was in a trance, and then turned into a cloud of blizzard.

"Are you surprised?" Nao Yuki's voice came from behind the Yata celebrity.

Her slender palm penetrated through the wound on the celebrity body, penetrated his internal organs, and protruded from the chest!

"I have been waiting for a long time this day!"

Nao Yuki's voice is full of unforgettable hatred. The celebrities are actually at the end of the battle, and they can barely deal with it with the use of horns as a threat.

But Nao Yuki had already set a trap, used illusions to confuse his perception, and then launched a surprise attack from behind.

Under normal circumstances, such a clumsy plan could not deceive Yata celebrities, but now, it has become a sickle of death.

"Die!"

Without using any onmyoji, the wings behind Nao Yuuki waved, her hands were covered with ice armor, and the edges were sharp.

Every finger is like a sharp blade.

The body of Yata celebrity was torn apart, and his previous injuries also broke out completely, and his body collapsed completely.

The splash of blood stained Nao Yuki's face red. She vented wildly, and her hatred for Yata celebrities seemed to surpass everything.

It was not until a long time later that Nao Yuki stopped in a manic state.

She wiped the blood off her face and raised her head with a smile.

"Master Jianjiao, we can leave now!"

"puff!"

But what answered her was a sound of a sharp blade splitting the flesh.

The sword of destiny pierced Jianjiao's heart and hung his whole person on it. The blood in his mouth overflowed, and everything in front of him became blurred.

Nao Yuki covered her mouth, tears could not stop flowing, but she gritted her teeth desperately to keep herself from crying.

"I am very happy."

Jian Jiao smiled.

"You didn't stop me."

Compared with Nao Yuki, the power that Jian Kaku possesses at this time is almost the same as that of ordinary people, but the moment he pierced the sword of fate into his chest.

Nao Yuki did nothing.

Just let this happen~www.readwn.com~Any choice you make represents my will. "Nao Yuki replied with a cry.

"Regardless of life or death, I am willing to support you and follow you!"

She said loudly.

"Live, promise me to live."

"This is an order!"

The blood spurted, and the vitality of the body was lost at an extremely fast speed.

Jian Jiao sighed, "I am not dead, you will never be safe."

"In addition, this is what I owe him."

He glanced at Roger one last time, then lowered his head, with a smile on his lips, and closed his eyes forever.

Ice butterflies are flying.

Nao Yuki burst into tears.