Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 655 - Chapter 655 Chapter 560 The Eyes Behind..._2

Chapter 655: Chapter 560 The Eyes Behind…_2 Chapter 655: Chapter 560 The Eyes Behind…_2 The robust man seemed to imply something.

After saying that, he suddenly stepped aside, standing next to Roger and pointing in a certain direction ahead.

“White Wolf, can we go now?”

Roger looked back at the place where moments before had been mentioned, there was no so-called black hole, only a pile of bodies stacked together.

Yuuki Nao offered an inquiring gaze, and Roger gently shook his head and followed.

Watching Roger and Yuuki Nao leave, a shadow flashed in the robust man’s eyes. He gestured, and one of the people beside him stayed behind, while the rest hurried to catch up with Roger and Yuuki Nao.

“This is just a minor issue, we can handle it ourselves, naturally there’s no need to trouble Sword Pavilion,” the man explained.

They walked a short distance, and the atmosphere here was strange, the air was filled with swirling sand that greatly limited visibility.

And this limitation was not due to light obstruction, but seemed to be some special interference intentionally concealing something.

It appeared that even under normal circumstances, this area would be covered with sandstorms, therefore the surrounding buildings were not tall, mostly single-storied, and in some corners, Roger could still see camouflaged entrances.

Perhaps the people who lived here spent most of their time underground.

“We’re about to go out.”

The man gave a reminder, and soon Roger felt the sandstorm coming from behind, he went with the force and then felt his body being dragged and squeezed out.

The same scenery, the same streets.

But differently, noises surged in, although the sand filled the air, it did not prevent discerning the surroundings, and the entire space felt somewhat more lively.

Unlike the city at the foot of Sword Pavilion, people here were wrapped up tightly, at first glance almost looking like carbon copies of each other.

“There have been some disturbances in the city lately, always encountering strange incidents,” the people around seemed oblivious to their presence and continued chatting.

“Have you come across any monsters?”

The speakers were two women. Of course, Roger couldn’t see their faces, only distinguish them by their figures.

“I haven’t, but I heard that a man from the Yamano family came home late one night and heard strange groans near their courtyard.”

“The guy got a scare, thinking something happened at home, he hurried towards the direction of the sounds,” the first woman lowered her voice, “Guess what happened?”

“What else can happen, could it be his woman found another man while he was away?”

The companion seemed indifferent, though her voice notably rose, her hands pausing in their activity.

“Of course not, that woman is too ugly, who would want her?”

Without keeping anyone in suspense, the woman continued, “After Yamano ran over, he saw a man curled up on the ground, clutching his stomach and groaning continuously; the man had his head buried down, and with the darkness of the night, Yamano couldn’t make out his face.”

“Faced with such a weird circumstance, had it not been near his own home, he probably would’ve run away, but he had no choice, and so he tentatively asked,”

“What’s wrong with you?”

The woman imitated vividly.

“The two lords, please come this way, I’ve notified the Family Head, and he has repeatedly instructed me to bring the two lords to Sword Pavilion as soon as possible,”

For some reason, Roger always felt this man in front of him intentionally interrupted his further listening, Roger didn’t make a sound, but stared intently at the man before him.

“White Wolf, is there something wrong?”

The man asked with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes.

Without saying anything, Roger turned and walked in the direction indicated.

Even after he had moved some distance, he could still hear the voices of the women behind him.

Ordinary people couldn’t see them, so the two gossiping women weren’t disturbed at all.

“It hurts… it’s so painful.”

The woman mimicked with a pinched voice.

“What’s wrong with you? Is it a stomach ache?”

“No… it’s the buttocks!”

“Guess what?” she suddenly raised her voice, “Right after that strange person said that, before Yamano could react, the guy actually took off his pants!”

“And then he stuck out his buttocks!”

“Yamano took one look and saw a big eye growing on his buttocks, even shining!”

“He freaked out then, ran off as fast as he could, and in his confusion, ended up running into our house. That’s how we came to know about this incident!”

“I think I’ve heard of this kind of monster before, it seems to be called Backlash. I’ve heard that others have encountered it too, but those who saw it were just scared, it doesn’t seem to have any other effect.”

Another woman said.

As the distance grew, their voices became fainter, but as long as Roger concentrated, he could still hear the conversation between the two women.

“Did you know, such a monster is born because men sell their buttocks, but strangely, why would he let others see the eye on his buttocks?”

“I’ve never seen a person with eyes on their buttocks before,” the woman muttered, seemingly curious.

Just then, a sudden whirlwind sprung up around them, and the two women lost their interest in conversation and waved their hands distractedly as they parted ways.

Naturally, Roger couldn’t hear their conversation anymore.

Without a doubt, Roger knew that the sudden whirlwind was not a natural occurrence.

“Eyes, buttocks…”

Roger also recalled the black hole he had seen next to the centipede corpse not long ago.

Could this really be an ordinary event?

After walking a short distance, the group arrived at a carriage. As soon as they got on, Yuuki Nao asked directly, “What have you found?”

“Just a suspicion,” Roger didn’t hide anything and told Yuuki Nao about what he had found as well as the conversation between the two women he had heard.

“Backlash, huh… I’ve heard of this monster before. It seems to roam only around this area, not very aggressive, just comes out to scare people.”

“Initially, there was some research into how it was born, but later on, as it was found to have no effects, people gradually forgot about it, and then every once in a while, you’d hear about similar incidents,” Yuuki Nao explained, “Don’t think too much about it.”

“The Ishii Family has a profound heritage. They also rose to prominence many years ago and at their peak, their comprehensive strength was second only to the three great Sword Pavilions, it’s only in the last few decades that they have gradually declined.”

“Also…” she glanced at Roger.

“You should be able to experience a unique service here.”

“Service?” Roger asked curiously.

Yuuki Nao did not respond further, “You’ll find out tonight.”

Seeing the expression on her face, Roger had a vague idea of what it might be.

Sword Pavilion wasn’t located in the city but in an oasis not too far from the city. Just as Roger had guessed, they were currently on top of a desert with endless sand dunes all around; when the wind blew, even the sky became the same color.

The world was chaotic, although vast and majestic, the scenery here, much like Snow Mountain, could become tiresome after a while.

The area of Everworld was much larger than Sunrise in the current world, and the regions humans had explored were very limited. Years of struggle had barely maintained the current situation.

It was said that in history, there were a few times humans had the opportunity to completely exterminate these monsters and gain total control of this world, but every time they ended up failing at the last moment, being suppressed and nearly meeting with destruction.

And during those times, the current world was greatly affected.

Wars, slaughter, ghosts, and monsters ran rampant.

Passing through the barrier laid down by Onmyoji Techniques, Roger stepped down from the carriage. The air was dry, yet it was mixed with the scent of grass and flowers.

Unlike the desolation outside, the beauty of the Oasis was invigorating. Where they stopped, a golden stone staircase stretched up the mountain.

The mountain, yes, Roger saw a towering mountain in the desert.

And this mountain wasn’t formed naturally, but was made of countless grains of sand piled up layer by layer, then forcibly fused together with intervention from Spiritual Power.

This was a Mountain of Sand.

At the end of the road, there was an elderly man with sharp eyes dressed in a plain robe, and beside him was a woman with delicate features and waist-length black hair.