Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 281 - Chapter 281 Chapter 281 Pale Blood

Chapter 281: Chapter 281: Pale Blood Chapter 281: Chapter 281: Pale Blood The interruption of the ritual inflicted great damage on Abraham; according to his original plan, his consciousness and soul would enter hibernation, before being catalyzed to maturity by the dual effects of the Pale Blood and Cassandra’s Life Essence.

Under their influence, his carefully cultivated body would be accelerated to an adult stage, thus able to accommodate his soul and maximally retain his strength.

However, now the child in Cassandra’s womb had only grown to the equivalent of about ten years old, without having matured in physical strength.

What’s more, Roger was crazily absorbing energy.

He was even faster than him by a fraction.

“Puchi!”

Cassandra’s belly was torn open from the inside, and a child covered in mucus with a purplish-black body stretched out a sharp hand.

“Kill him, kill him for me!”

Abraham shouted loudly.

The footsteps in the corridor grew denser, followed by several distorted monsters rushing over from afar.

Roger seemed calm on the surface, but his condition was not as good as it appeared.

The energy within Cassandra was too powerful, far beyond what the current Roger could withstand.

Given the situation at hand, he had no other choice but to keep absorbing and desperately releasing the raging energy.

“Get out of there!”

Roger reached a hand into Cassandra’s belly, grabbed Abraham by the neck, and yanked him out through the opening.

His arm swelled to twice its normal thickness and, after raising it high, he slammed the Abraham in his hand to the ground with great force.

Boom!

The hard ground was smashed into a deep pit; Abraham’s consciousness had not fully transferred over, and he shook his head. Though such an attack couldn’t injure him, he felt the energy inside him dissipating faster.

“Shua!”

Roger drew his Steel Sword from behind his back, with surging energy infused into it; he swung his sword down and severed the umbilical cord connected to the mother body.

Hiss!

Something eerie happened. Energy surged, and a ball of pale-colored flame appeared out of nowhere, burning. The Pale Blood, which had almost completely merged with Abraham, unexpectedly separated from the merged state.

Part of it was exposed to the air.

Even though his body was almost bursting with the wild energy, seeing the expression on Abraham’s face, Roger did not hesitate to reach for the flame in mid-air.

He knew that this thing must be extremely important to Abraham; if he wanted to survive, he couldn’t let it fall into the other’s hands!

“Ah!”

The flames seared.

Roger’s palm was almost pierced through, as the flame continued to spread up his arm and then engulfed his entire body.

“Pale Blood.”

As more of his consciousness merged with his body, Abraham’s movements became more agile. His body bounced up, almost teleporting beside the flame.

His mouth split open revealing dense, sharp teeth as his youthful face was streaked with protruding veins; he actually intended to directly swallow the flame in mid-air.

But at that moment, a withered hand reached out.

“Snap!”

The slender hand grabbed the other half of the umbilical cord connected to Abraham’s body.

Cassandra’s forehead split open, and a dark eye squeezed out from within.

“Where are you going?”

A deep resentment flashed in Cassandra’s solitary eye.

“Don’t you like Mommy’s belly anymore?”

With Roger disrupting the ritual and the suppression of the ritual gone, no longer funneling energy into the child in her belly, Cassandra shook off the control and awoke from the endless torment.

The only thought in her mind was revenge.

To crush the disgusting thing before her into pieces!

“Ah…!”

Roger was scorched by the flames, his skin split and his flesh gaping. His body was almost at its limit, and his internal organs were greatly damaged.

Only the Blood Core formed in his chest and the Blood Vessels spread throughout his body were maintaining the circulation and operation of the Energy within.

Even in the pale flames, the color gradually faded, shifting towards an unknown direction.

At this moment, more than a dozen bizarre creatures had already charged into the corridor from the doorway.

Roger turned around, raising the Steel Sword in his hand, as the spreading flames transferred to the weapon.

“Die!”

There were no fancy techniques, just a plain and unadorned slash, the only difference being the Energy wrapped around the Steel Sword.

The Energy accumulating inside Roger seemed to have found an outlet, gushing forth all at once as the first creature approached within two meters of him.

But the next second, its huge body was reduced to ash.

Boom! Boom!

Energy exploded, piercing through the entire corridor.

There were no screams, no struggles, just one sword strike and Roger had slaughtered all the creatures in the corridor!

“This is power!”

Although his body was in extreme pain, Roger’s mood was very exhilarating.

“Stop, that’s my Energy!”

Pain etched across Abraham’s childish face. God knows how much effort and time he had spent accumulating that precious drop of Pale Blood!

Roger’s flesh was cracked and peeling from the burns, yet still, he endured the pain and squeezed out a smile.

“I said, what’s yours is mine.”

As he spoke, he swung the Steel Sword in his hand once more.

Swish! Swish!

Two more sword strokes slashed out, slaying the incoming creatures, and only then did Roger shift his attention to the battle behind him.

Cassandra’s belly had a hole, her chest was ripped open, she had been drained of too much Life Essence, and her strength had hit rock bottom.

At this moment, although Abraham had temporarily lost the Pale Blood within him, the body he had carefully cultivated was extremely powerful.

His delicate hands waved, almost tearing Cassandra apart.

Roger’s eyelids twitched violently as he mustered all his strength to gouge a piece from the flaming core in midair.

A seemingly simple act nearly cost him his life, Roger felt as if he were about to be incinerated, his vision blurring.

Roger hesitated no more, clutching his Steel Sword as he charged out of the room!

At the same time, Cassandra, who was on the verge of being torn apart by Abraham, unleashed her final attack.

She exploded violently, releasing countless thumb-thick flesh worms from her body. These twisted creatures converged together, condensing Cassandra’s last bit of strength and dignity.

Voodoo Skill:

“Gu Insect Incarnation.”

If she had used Voodoo skills in the initial battle, Cassandra would not have been defeated so quickly.

“Boom!”

Horrible Energy toppled walls, and falling stones blocked the passage behind, by then Roger had no time to look back.

His strength was several levels below Cassandra’s and Abraham’s; had he not found a serendipitous break, an ordinary Demon Hunter would likely have been dead by now.

He stumbled forward, and in the corner of the hall, a special device caught Roger’s attention.

He placed his hand on the device, at first, there was no response, but then the Energy Roger had pulled into his body erupted, and the disc-like device emitted a stream of light.

Click! Click! Click!

The platform rose, lifting Roger’s body, and the wall at the top opened up to reveal a straight upward passage.

Once the shaking beneath his feet stopped, Roger found himself in a vast hall.

Each step he took left a clear footprint on the hard ground as the uncontrollable Energy dissipated.

This Energy he could not retain, probably less than one-tenth would be absorbed in the end.

In pain yet exhilarated, the thought of having disrupted Abraham’s ritual filled Roger with a sense of refreshment.

But just as Roger stepped out of the grand hall, a figure blocked his way.

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