Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 257 - Chapter 257 Chapter 257 Entry

Chapter 257: Chapter 257: Entry Chapter 257: Chapter 257: Entry Looking at the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground, adopting a feigned expression of slight sorrow, Roger couldn’t help but let out a long sigh.

“I mean, Henrik, the person is already dead, and your hand…”

Roger found it hard to watch.

The pain in his body was subsiding, and a look of annoyance crossed Henrik’s face.

“To tell you the truth, I already regret it, why did I have to kill her?”

“It’s just a waste!”

“I should have locked her up, and then…”

Roger stopped listening to Henrik’s filthy words and turned to start looking for a way out.

With his remarkable strength, he quickly cleared a large area of fallen rocks at the entrance, but before he could rejoice, a faint sound came from above the cave, causing Roger to quickly retreat backward in alarm.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The area he had just cleared was filled with rocks falling from above, and at the same time, the collapsing area continued to expand, forcing Roger to back up a significant distance.

“We can’t continue clearing the entrance!”

“This cave is underground, and the passages that connect to the surface were cleared by Vampire Monsters, narrow and fragile. The collapse just now damaged the internal structure.”

Henrik frowned as he recalled the situation.

“The entire passage is winding and twisting, and there’s a part that might be on a straight line. A collapse in one place could cause a chain reaction. Based on this, if we rashly destroy one of the nodes, it might even lead to the collapse of the entire cave.”

At this point, he was no longer in the mood to advantage of the dead Night Demon, and after the dust settled, he cautiously stepped forward to take a look.

“Let’s try to find another way out.”

He glanced back at the corpse of the female Night Demon.

“Ah, a sealed cave, two men.”

“It’s very likely something terrible will happen.”

If it weren’t for Henrik’s injured state and his pained appearance, Roger was sure he would have kicked Henrik into the dark river behind him.

Wait a second…

The dark river!

Roger’s eyes lit up, and he quickly went to the side of the dark river at the bottom of the cave and bent down to take a look.

“This water is flowing, we might be able to give it a try,” he glanced at Henrik.

“You wait up here for me, I’ll go down and take a look.” As he said that, he dove into the water.

Activating Hunter Vision, his eyes turned into vertical pupils, seeing everything clearly in the dark riverbed. Roger swam through the water like a fish, slowly sinking.

Before long, he discovered a narrow passage at the bottom of the river.

The situation was not the same as in the game; the passage was full of silt, he could get lost, but after thinking it over, Roger dived in anyway.

He didn’t have a better plan.

Groping his way forward through the passage, after about 200 heartbeats, the space around him suddenly widened, and he seemed to have crossed a certain area, reaching another stretch of the river.

He swam upward with all his might, and soon Roger saw a glimmer of light.

“Pfft!”

He emerged from the water, took a deep breath, and could see the outline of a familiar village on the distant shore.

“It’s that small fishing village?”

A look of surprise appeared in Roger’s eyes.

“Is it a different direction?”

Taking several deep breaths, he filled his lungs with oxygen.

Without further thought, Roger dived back into the water. With a direction in mind, he returned much faster.

When he once again emerged from the underground dark river, he saw Henrik with his back to him, busy with something.

“This guy wouldn’t be…”

Roger’s face darkened.

A person can be shameless to a point, but if with a corpse…

“Henrik!”

Roger shouted.

Henrik shuddered in fright; it was not until he turned around that Roger saw the pair of curved horns in his hands.

One black, one white.

They were indeed from the female Night Demon.

“Had it not been for the significance of these things, I really wouldn’t have wanted to remove them,”

Henrik sighed.

“The essence absorbed by the female Night Demon is stored in her horns. If I can assimilate the essence within, not only do I have a chance to recover what I lost, but it might even be possible to go a step further.”

“Directly leap over the threshold of an Elite Hunter.”

“Old Hunter.”

“This is a level with a traditional name, and also the limit a common Demon Hunter can reach.”

“For ordinary people without special bloodlines, there’s ultimately a limit to what their bodies can endure.”

“Striving for further progress would require too much, too much indeed.”

“And sometimes the gains don’t make up for the losses.”

He securely stored the two curved horns close to his body.

“How did the inspection go?”

“I found a way out, but it involves holding our breath for quite a long time,” Roger glanced at Henrik.

“I’ve memorized the route; with your physical condition, a hard effort should pose no major issue.”

After a quick preparation, Roger found the loot left behind by the monster after its death–not its wings, but a special, crystal-clear throat bone.

Clearly, all its abilities were concentrated in its terrifying shockwaves.

If distance was kept and aerial advantage maintained, this creature would indeed be difficult to handle.

“Let’s go.”

The two tethered themselves together with a short rope, then dove into the water. As soon as he entered the water, Henrik felt a sudden tightness around him.

Roger’s speed in the water was comparable to the top predators, swiftly diving down to the crevice.

He patted Henrik’s arm, signaling him to be ready, then quickly swam along the crevice.

184 heartbeats–even carrying a person, Roger’s speed was much faster than the last time. But just as they were about to pass through the gap, an eerie suction force came out of nowhere.

Roger’s expression changed; he suddenly remembered the special channel outside the fishing village. In the next second, the suction force intensified.

Mud and water churned, swiftly blurring the view.

Thud, thud, thud!

The two collided into one mass.

During the collision, the suction force vanished after an indeterminable time. Roger reached out to tug the rope, feeling the pull from the other end.

He felt slightly relieved in his heart.

At least Henrik hadn’t been separated from him in the collision.

But then, the heavy sensation from the other end of the rope let him know that Henrik had likely fallen unconscious.

Without time to think, he quickly swam upwards.

The light above grew nearer and nearer.

But just at that moment, out of nowhere, a large net swept over them; Roger could never have anticipated such a situation, and he was dragged into the net.

“What’s going on?”

He was pulled upward, and in that moment as he emerged from the water, a voice reached his ears.

“So heavy, must be a big one!”

“Now the folks in the village can have a good meal,”

The voice was youthful, sounding like a teenager’s.

“Someone?”

Roger felt a bit at ease and quickly looked back.

A dilapidated fishing boat on the side, a Murloc with deep blue skin and small stature, was opening his mouth to reveal a greedy smile at him.

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