Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 537 - Chapter 537 Chapter 501 Shadow Expansion (Two in One)_2

Chapter 537: Chapter 501: Shadow Expansion (Two in One)_2 Chapter 537: Chapter 501: Shadow Expansion (Two in One)_2 “Barely victorious?”

Having completed the Dream Trials, the notice board offered many hints, but by this time, Roger no longer had the energy to continue his research.

The assimilation and devouring process enhanced his spiritual state, which brought many benefits for his future advancement, yet it also made it easy for his spirit to get lost in such illusory strength.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly gathered his focus.

“Soon…”

Gradually, he felt his thoughts spread to the palace beneath his feet.

Now only the last part remained, and he would have completed this expansion.

The Elder of Shadows!

This corpse was the core of this world, also the hardest part to devour!

“Let’s begin.”

He concentrated and initiated the final devouring.

Boom!

In an instant, Roger felt his spirit explosively burst, as if his psyche wrapped by the Shadow Cottage had crashed into an ancient evil.

He saw a pale, sickly yet immensely strong figure.

That figure wasn’t tall, slightly hunched, with skin covered in nail-sized black spots, hairless, and ears slightly longer than those of a normal human.

The arms, exaggerated in length, dangled beside his knees, his body naked save for a coarse piece of animal hide tied around his waist.

It wasn’t a strong aura that emanated from him, but rather an ancient heaviness.

High Tier Vampires were known for their striking appearance, exuding elegance and nobility in every gesture.

Yet, in a higher-being like the Elder of Shadows, at least in the one before him, Roger only saw the pure primitive essence.

No cruelty, no bloodthirst, not even a sense of morality.

Indeed, none of the morals or derived cultural etiquettes inherent to humans could be found in this creature.

He craved blood, representing pure evil.

Simple, brute.

Roger was facing only a corpse, so the process of Shadow Expansion met no resistance, but even just sensing a fraction of the status this body once held was enough to drive his psyche mad.

In a daze, he seemed to witness a battle, where a figure whose face was indistinct Pierced through the Elder of Shadows’ back.

He fought until the last drop of blood was drained, yet he couldn’t escape his doom.

Struggling to flee…

Then, total darkness.

With his current mental state unable to withstand such profound information, his psyche, in the moment of disbanding, suddenly constricted.

Instinctively sensing the danger of Advent, along with it came a Piercing towards his dissipated soul.

He opened his eyes, still not fully detached from that bizarre state, unable to hear any sound.

Yet, the skylight at the top of the great hall suddenly shattered, and the twisted, enraged face of a woman jumped into Roger’s view.

“Anna?”

“What’s she doing here?”

But in the next instant, Roger suddenly snapped back to reality.

“Lilith!”

All around him, information flooded into his brain like a tide; in an instant, Roger regained all his senses and heard Lilith’s scream.

“What have you done?”

“What have you done?!”

Lilith’s body was covered in wounds, the worst of which nearly bisected her, with the flesh outside the wounds connected only by thin strands of blood.

Having sustained such grievous injuries, Lilith seemed to have lost little blood, and through the holes in her body, Roger could even see Green, likewise riddled with wounds.

Having disengaged from that odd state, Roger didn’t know how much time had passed, but it was obvious that his devouring disturbed Lilith, who was in the midst of battle in the Black Fort.

“Get out!”

Fury driven to the heart, Lilith truly fought for her life.

“This woman…”

Roger keenly caught a snapping sound, followed by Lilith’s wounds miraculously healing.

Now facing Roger, this would have been the perfect opportunity for Green to launch a sneak attack.

Unfortunately, after the successive battles, especially using the Sword of Destiny, this greatly exacerbated the hidden threats in Green’s body.

Instead of taking the chance to attack, he took a deep breath, trying hard to heal his wounds.

“Snap!”

He waved his hand, and Alessandro’s head fell into his grasp.

“If you haven’t found it yet, then we might as well wait for death.”

Green returned to his previously hunched and aged state, just as he had said: one misstep leads to a cascade of errors.

A misjudgment of Lilith’s power had pushed Green into a corner.

Golden blood flowed from Alessandro’s eyes, which became murky; the entire eyeballs melted away.

“Found it.”

“If it wasn’t for her using the mirror’s special abilities twice in succession, I’m afraid I wouldn’t have been able to find it…”

“Tell me!”

Green brusquely interrupted Alessandro, his fingertip pressing against the other’s forehead.

Meanwhile, facing Lilith as she descended from the sky, Roger also lifted the Cursed Sword stuck in the ground.

“You think you can fight me with my own weapon?”

Lilith let out a sinister laugh as she made a casual gesture, and the Cursed Sword in Roger’s hand began to tremble violently; the dark energy gathering around him was completely stripped away.

Given the state of affairs, it was even possible that the weapon would backlash against Roger.

The Elder of Shadows lay hidden beneath a pile of corpses akin to a graveyard, and Rams’s sword, a weapon that once belonged to Lilith, was initially found sticking out of that mound.

The similarities between the two had sparked some connections in Roger’s mind.

The weapon must be very important to Lilith, and Rams probably didn’t send this weapon to the real world to break some so-called space conduit.

It must be for Lilith to create a new host, and to search for her isolated and sealed body in the real world!

If Roger’s first choice in Baytown wasn’t that grave shrouded in mist.

If Roger hadn’t met Anna.

Then things would have ended differently.

“Swoosh!”

The Cursed Sword flew out of Roger’s grasp.

The look on Lilith’s face was one of vengeful ferocity, “This sword is only most powerful in my hands!”

“Dear Green, you’ve nurtured the Sword of Destiny with the bond between you and your clone; it’s truly a weapon made just for me.”

“Once I kill this despicable thief, I will let you taste the pain I’ve endured for the last hundred years!”

The Cursed Sword emitted a gratifying hum as if it were a child returning to its mother’s arms, speeding towards Lilith at a rapid pace.

Just as the Cursed Sword was about to make contact with Lilith, Roger’s expression tightened, “Since I’ve guessed this weapon belonged to you, yet I still carried it with me…”

Roger clenched his fist.

“That’s obviously because… I wanted to trap you.”

No sooner had he spoken than intricate patterns suddenly flashed on the hilt of the Cursed Sword, the wrapped patterns converged into a blurry castle.

“Even the slightest Soul Shards, but if they’re numerous enough, they can bring about some fatal changes at a critical moment!”

“Burst!”

What Roger activated was the special Fairytale Manuscript he had received from Bedivere.

Compared to the other manuscripts Roger acquired, the one from Bedivere’s hands had turned into something entirely different.

It accumulated a vast number of disorderly ownerless Soul Shards.

These could serve as a supplement in some fights, but in Roger’s eyes, using them at this moment was exactly right!

Bang!

The castle shattered thunderously, and the entire page tore apart; the chaotic Soul Shards flooded into the Cursed Sword, instantly freeing the weapon from Lilith’s control.

The sword picked up speed abruptly and did not leap into Lilith’s palm; at the same time, Roger, who was prepared, also appeared next to her.

He grabbed the cold hilt, and in the moment of swinging the sword, he extracted all its power.

Crack, crack, crack!

Clear cracks appeared on the black blade; Roger wasn’t using the Cursed Sword.

He intended to destroy it!

Lilith hastily shifted her stance to block, but as she raised her arm, there was an imperceptibly slight delay.

A flash of panic crossed Lilith’s eyes, but Roger keenly caught the brief opening.

[Heavy]

The blade evaded Lilith’s left arm, aiming for her neck.

He knew such a blunder would never occur with a fourth-tier Transcendent like Lilith.

The only explanation was…

Anna.

At the thought, Roger’s attack landed on Lilith.

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