Snap!

　　 Dickinson's body was divided into two, then he 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 mud was mixed with smelly flesh and blood, but Dickinson didn't seem to feel any pain. His movements became slower and slower. Because of excessive blood loss, his entire face quickly turned grayish white.

　　 At the last moment before he died, 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.

　　嗵!

　　 The tip of the hammer smashed into the skull and pried the skull apart. After all this was done, 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 did not miss a single detail, the hunter visually displayed to the limit, after some searching, he finally found a clue from the messy footprints.

　　 "It should be in the house."

　　 Roger pushed the door in.

　　 Compared with the real mansion, this place is simply a doghouse, ventilated walls, a floor full of leaves, and dense cobwebs in the corners.

　　 Obviously this place 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 circle was actually very similar to the one on the third floor of the manor in reality.

　　 "Did 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 triggered by the special aura on Roger's body, and the magic circle on the floor shimmered.

　　 Then a ray of light soared into the sky. This ray of light even ignored the dilapidated structure of the house, penetrated the roof, and led to an unknown space.

　　 In a vague way, Roger seemed to see the room in the real estate.

　　 "Hey, old man, are you there?"

　　 Although Henrik has returned to his young and handsome appearance, Roger prefers to call him as before.

　　 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.

　　 was about to hit the roof but disappeared strangely from Roger's sight.

　　 "It should be this!"

　　 Roger was overjoyed and rushed up with courage.

　　 "Om!"

　　The magic circle trembled, and the moment Roger rushed into it, the upward energy suddenly flipped over. Although in different worlds, the two magic circles echoed each other and were activated at the same time.

　　 Roger was shocked, and before he could respond, the powerful pressure was suppressed in the air.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 He fell down, through the floor under his feet, through the space and ground on the first floor, his vision became distorted, waiting for him to regain the balance of his body.

　　 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 knows the true origin of his body. Although it was created by the black stone of this world, it also contains part of Araham'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.

　　 is the hiding place of Araham.

　　 If you come, you will be 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 stuck on the wall reflected the miserable and distorted faces of people. These people wailed 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.

　　 was then placed in the cold underground passage, suffering 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, 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 almost never can be found.

　　 Roger sighed. 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 retreat in horror and shrink back into the torch.

　　 Crossing 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 shocked, his feet moved quickly, and the steel sword in his hand was ready to attack.

　　 The battle did not happen. Roger fixed his eyes. 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.

　　 Passed through the entire area without any risk, and went up a spiral staircase. When he saw the scene on the staircase, Roger was taken aback.

　　 12 thick stone pillars stand in the open space~lightnovelpub.net~ Each stone pillar is carved with intricate patterns. The 12 stone pillars form a whole, forming a transparent enclosed area.

　　 Dense crowds of people and monsters float in it.

　　 Suddenly Roger's gaze narrowed slightly. 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 his face made Roger feel familiar. He moved his gaze 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, there is a short blue figure, and at this moment, the clear eyes become muddy, and the face is painful and hideous.

　　 Roger seemed to remember the triumph on his face when he took out the wetsuit.

　　If he is here, the others in the village...

　　 Roger gave a long sigh.

　　 The familiar black mist drifted across the area, and the black mist penetrated into the human body and brought terrible changes.

　　 There is a black spike pierced through each of their tail vertebrae. These spikes are connected to the ground and lead to the unknown.

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