Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 261 - Chapter 261 Chapter 261 The Sea Engulfs

Chapter 261: Chapter 261: The Sea Engulfs Chapter 261: Chapter 261: The Sea Engulfs “It’s President Abraham’s bell toll.”

Everyone came to the square spontaneously, and on the high platform of the square, a handsome middle-aged man with black hair and a burly body, his face stern, appeared.

“Headquarters has responded to my request, by tomorrow, the support will arrive.”

“In addition to personnel, there will also be weapons, if we can get through these toughest two days, we can make it through this crisis!”

Hearing his words, the crowd below was invigorated.

“Now I will distribute the final material supplies to everyone.”

As Abraham spoke, he ordered the Demon Hunters standing by to distribute the ammunition supply, and finally he took out a palm-size black box.

“If it comes to a critical moment, and you suffer a fatal injury, you can take this potion, but remember only at the very last moment!”

Abraham instructed, word by word.

“He is a legendary figure,” whispered Henrik to Roger, “In that battle years ago, Abraham fought until the last moment, and although he survived in the end, he suffered a severe injury.”

“The new president didn’t last long before he passed away due to his injuries,” Henrik added with a rare trace of respect on his face, “Such a guy is indeed remarkable.”

While they were speaking softly, the teams in the square were divided into several rows, each responsible for different areas of the city.

Roger and Henrik blended into the crowd, having made up their minds that they would leave here as soon as they found the opportunity to find a way out of this eerie place.

From morning until dusk, after dealing with several attacks, the two had not found a chance to leave the city. As the night fell and they were about to return to their resting place,

a vast black fog suddenly surged on the dark streets, blanketing down from the sky and seeming to cover the entire Cursed Land.

Roars and screams rose in succession.

In every room of the city, terrible mutations and slaughters were happening.

Crack! Bang! Pop!

The wooden door shattered and various strange, twisted figures burst from it.

“What’s going on?”

“When did this black fog appear?”

The killing commenced.

Roger and Henrik didn’t have time to hide before being pulled into the fray.

At that moment, Roger, facing these mutated creatures, handled them with ease, but as the monsters fell, his emotions also grew more and more bizarre.

When he regained his senses, Roger realized it wasn’t just him; others around him had also fallen into a frenzied madness.

They seemed to have forgotten the rationality of being human, just attacking mechanically, and by the end, even if they were seriously injured, they didn’t know to dodge.

No one knew who was the first to inject the potion given to them by Abraham.

“Roar!”

The Demon Hunter who injected the potion swelled, his face becoming immensely fierce.

Crack!

He casually broke the neck of a monster, and as blood splattered over his face, that Demon Hunter let out an excited howl.

The second, the third.

Under the influence of an inexplicable mood, more and more people injected the potion, and gradually, the situation spiraled out of control.

“Boom!”

The Ouroboros in Roger’s mind spun rapidly as he punched Henrik on the shoulder.

“Calm down, this isn’t our fight!”

The clarity returned to Henrik’s eyes; he looked around and saw the chaos within the city.

At that time, neither the surrounding monsters nor the Demon Hunters paid any attention to Roger. The two backed away, but just then, Roger caught sight of a figure drifting up from the top of the bell tower.

“It’s Abraham!”

“What’s he going to do?”

Henrik frowned, “Support will only arrive tomorrow, and a whole night’s time is enough for the monsters in the city to kill everyone!”

“Crackle!”

Abraham suddenly tore off his clothes, revealing a torso covered in black patterns.

He raised both hands above his head, and a terrible power burst from beneath his feet.

Boom!

The entire bell tower exploded from the inside.

A gigantic red Array appeared from beneath the earth!

“Is this the final counterattack?” Henrik observed the unfolding events from a distance.

Abraham chanted under his breath, and with each spell he uttered, a Demon Hunter would howl pitifully as their head exploded, resulting in death.

“What’s happening?!”

The blood of the dead Demon Hunters gathered together and poured from the air into the underground array.

“Hahaha!”

“What a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!”

With a sinister laugh, Abraham spread his arms wide, pulling a mass of black fog into his mouth; at the same time, the array beneath his feet shone brightly, as blood-red energy flowed into his body.

A cycle of black and red formed inside of him.

“What… what is this?”

Henrik’s face turned pale, realizing that what Abraham was doing was clearly not meant to turn the tide for New Moon City.

For his own purpose, he actually live-sacrificed all the Demon Hunters in the entire city!

“Could everything recorded in the association be a lie?”

Henrik took a step forward, seemingly intending to stop what was happening before him, but quickly came back to his senses.

They were in a strange temporal fracture, witnessing images from 30 years ago.

No effort they made could change what had already happened.

By then, Abraham, floating in the sky, had also noticed Roger and Henrik in the corner.

However, he obviously had no intention of dealing with these two who slipped through the net and, spreading his hands, continued with his ritual.

Roger frowned as he looked up at Abraham in the sky.

At this moment, he felt something abnormal about Abraham.

An anomaly of the soul.

This man was just like him.

No wonder he was doing this.

“He’s the president of Bordeaux, why would he do this?” Henrik obviously couldn’t understand Abraham’s actions.

At that moment, Roger’s ears twitched.

He turned his head towards the distance.

“Do you hear…”

“What?” Henrik looked confused.

“It sounds like the ocean waves.”

Roger’s nostrils flared.

“And the briny smell of seawater.”

“How is that possible? We’re at least…”

The next second his eyes widened in shock as he saw the giant black wave sweeping in from the horizon.

A flash of spiritual light in his mind, “Katrina Hurricane has made landfall!”

“Reality has affected the Cursed Land!”

In the time it took to speak, the sound of the waves crashing had already filled their ears, and from the perspective of New Moon City, the horizon merged into a single line.

The momentum seemed enough to submerge the whole world!

“How could there be such a huge impact?!” Roger was secretly astonished.

“Maybe it has something to do with that array beneath his feet!” Henrik uttered carelessly and grabbed Roger, running towards the distance.

The sheer force of the wave crashing down like that would be deadly.

“Ahhh!”

Abraham, floating in the sky, let out a frustrated roar.

“Damn it! Damn it all!”

“Just give me a few more minutes, just a few more!”

Boom!

The giant wave engulfed everything, and the next instant, as Roger and the others ran, they were swept away; in the moment they turned around, Roger saw Abraham’s body torn in half by the backlash of the array.

In the midst of violent shaking, the entire Cursed Land seemed to be torn apart.

As the world spun around, the sea water flooded everything, his body uncontrollably swept away, then collided with an invisible barrier.

Without the expected pain, staring at the floating corpses beside him, Roger suddenly realized something.

“Could my body have originated from here?”

In a moment of trance, he felt his consciousness arrive at a particular place.