Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 496 - Chapter 496 Chapter 480 Superman (Two in One)_2

Chapter 496: Chapter 480: Superman (Two in One)_2 Chapter 496: Chapter 480: Superman (Two in One)_2 He burst into laughter.

“Haha!”

“Again!”

With a breath, Roger suddenly felt an emptiness within, his spirits sagged, and his body withered. In that moment just now, he had unleashed all of his power in one go.

After the strike, he entered a state as if he were waiting for death.

“What’s happening?”

“One Punch Man?”

Seeing Lilith stabilize her form in mid-air, Roger instinctively wanted to turn and run, but in the blink of an eye, he suppressed that urge, raised his head disdainfully, and looked at Lilith in the sky.

“Did you think hiding this old man’s corpse in the fragments of the Shadow World would allow you to escape our pursuit?”

Roger glanced at the Elder of Shadows and said coldly.

Lilith, who was about to launch an attack, changed her expression slightly upon hearing these words, a myriad of thoughts racing through her mind.

But before she could regain her composure, she found that the young man standing on the ground, who had posed so arrogantly, had actually slipped away to the exit of the palace!

“How dare you trick me?”

Roger had no idea why the Elder of Shadows was here, but considering the Elder’s level, he must have been attacked by a peer or a higher-tier Transcendent, to end up in such a state.

A regular Fourth Tier forced to hurt the Elder of Shadows would have to pay a price beyond imagination.

However, looking at the Elder’s posture, it was clear that someone had brutally nailed him to the ground with a wooden stick. Roger rambled some nonsense just to buy himself a chance to escape.

Lilith roared angrily, and the invisible sound waves flooded Roger’s mind. His body was depleted to the limit, and he staggered, nearly toppling over.

But fortunately, he also used this opportunity to rush into the shadows.

Using the last bit of his energy, he activated the ability of Shadow’s Touch, and the next second, Roger’s figure disappeared from the spot.

“What happened?”

Lilith rushed to the doorway, only to lose sight of Roger’s figure. She furrowed her brow, turned around, and the crimson energy spread throughout the entire palace.

The palace, mixed with severed limbs and chunks of flesh, seemed to come to life. A strong Energy Barrier sealed off the entire palace, Lilith’s figure vanished from the spot, and when she reappeared, she was at the entrance of a cave.

She looked around, thoroughly searching every inch of land within her sight.

“How did he get in?!”

Lilith growled in frustration.

“Snap!”

Her foot stepped into a puddle.

“Water?”

Confused, she looked down.

The water’s surface reflected her slightly distorted face, but quickly, that bit of black water evaporated into the air and then blended into the surrounding smoke.

“Green has already destroyed the outer passage…”

“Who is that guy?”

Lilith spread her arms, and the surrounding smoke spontaneously gathered in her palms, she chanted something, and a blood-red glow emanated from her eyes.

Gradually, the smoke around her formed a pitch-black gate in front of her.

Lilith reached out to push the gate in front of her, but as soon as she opened a small crack, the heavy gate made an overwhelmed noise and then burst apart.

Lilith’s blood surged, she frowned and looked around again, then leaped into mid-air.

A giant Pentagram appeared under her feet, then expanded outwards, enveloping the entire area, with each of the five points connecting to the darkness in the void.

Lilith fell from mid-air, the surrounding Energy subsiding, and the ground returned to normal.

She had already set up an Energy Barrier here. If anyone were to break in again, Lilith believed she could give them a huge surprise.

She returned to the underground Flesh Palace.

The cavernous palace was still echoing with the sound of hunger.

Lilith stood in front of the Elder of Shadows, her eyes roiling with complex emotions, lost in thought.

The pile of graves below wriggled, dragging the body of the Elder of Shadows into it.

Her form flashed, and she arrived in front of the skylight on the dome; passing through a barrier and reappearing in a castle.

A strange creature emerged from the ground, coiling into a throne, Lilith sat on it expressionlessly. In a place no one noticed, the creature’s head revealed a hint of enjoyment in the center of its face.

It seemed that merely being in contact with Lilith in this way was enough to satisfy it.

Then Lilith’s voice spread throughout the castle, “Open the passage!”

…

Roger lay on the ground, not wanting to move at all.

It was only then that he understood what it meant to be drained.

All the previous times he thought he was tired were an illusion, but this time, both mentally and physically, Roger was truly squeezed dry to the last drop.

After returning to the Shadow World, for safety’s sake, he removed the fragments from the door.

The original fragments of the Shadow Gate were intangible, but after being solidified by the Mountain Woman, they had become one with the door at the end of the passage.

Now stripped away, they were safely stored by Roger, while the remaining parts reverted to their original state of chaos.

His brain throbbing painfully, Roger could no longer resist and completely lost consciousness as darkness fell before his eyes.

The area around the Shadow Cottage was swirling with black mist, and deep within, it seemed that many things were trying to break through the barrier to enter this world.

However, they lingered, lingering, unable to find the entrance or exit, and as time passed, they dissipated into the surroundings.

After the recent upgrades, the abilities of the wooden bed had spread to the entire area, and under normal circumstances, it would take only two hours to fully restore Roger’s depleted energy.

But this time, in addition to the normal restoration of depleted energy, the augmentation and purification of Pale Blood had also begun the complete transformation of Roger’s body.

This process required a vast amount of energy, of which Roger was completely unaware.

During his unconscious period, an unwelcome visitor appeared outside the manor.

Gaharad.

The woman brazenly trespassed into the manor, then walked out soon after with a puzzled face.

“What on earth has happened?”

“The Holy Grail, symbolic of Bedivere’s identity, is spilling fresh blood, and his Inheritance Core has been destroyed…”

“Even Lancelot has vanished without a trace, could he have done this?”

As old and new forces changed places, the old needed to be revamped, but for the master, he preferred to do it himself to control the entire process, not like this.

Recent events had been unexpected, and with Green’s indifferent attitude towards everything, Gaharad was somewhat uneasy.

Thinking of this, she took out her cellphone and dialed Green’s number.

“Mr. Green, there is no suspicious sign at the Bedivere estate; I can’t determine if he disappeared before we arrived here or afterward…”

As Gaharad was speaking, she suddenly caught sight of a car driving up the mountain, and her figure became elusive as she hid herself silently.

“Someone is coming.”

With just a brief glimpse, she had recognized the identity of the person through the car window.

“A Secret Blood Witch who often dealt with Bedivere.”

“Leave the investigation to you,” Green said with indifference, “the Sorcerer’s Assembly will have someone coming over soon, right next to the passage we discovered recently where there has been a violent energy fluctuation.”

“I have a feeling that something big might be about to happen.”

Before hanging up the phone, Green suddenly remembered something, “I’m surprised you also chose the number 12.”

“My era is about to end.”

Green sighed, “The Knights have been passed down through generations, it’s time for some new blood.”

“Have you thought of a name for the new organization?”

Green asked.

Hiding in the bushes, Gaharad’s pupils shrank slightly at the sight of the woman getting out of the car.

Since when had Third Tier become so worthless?

She remembered clearly that not long ago, this girl named Goway, who was once just Second Tier.

Often, the frequent emergence of Third Tier Transcendents did not mean it was a good sign, but rather that energy anomalies were the cause of everything.

And such a process often signaled the advent of disaster.

She observed and answered Green’s question.

“I’ve thought about it.”

“Zodiac!”

Gaharad’s words were filled with glory for the dawn of a new era.

“Oh?”

Surprise also leaked through Green’s voice.

“Mr. Green,” Gaharad’s words could hardly conceal her excitement, and she took the opportunity to ask the question she had always wanted to know.

“As your successor, about that sword, the Sword of Legend, when will you hand it over to me?”

“Don’t rush.”

“When the time is right, I will give it to you.”