Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 742 - Chapter 742 Chapter 604 Inner Demons Advancement

Chapter 742: Chapter 604: Inner Demons, Advancement Chapter 742: Chapter 604: Inner Demons, Advancement Although the bleeding had stopped and that strange monster had been destroyed, Yatagarasu Kensumi still showed no sign of awakening.

Roger carried him on his shoulder, and although there was no particular smell in the passage, occasionally something could be seen squirming and flashing past the walls.

Roger had checked Yatagarasu Kensumi’s physical condition. Other than his arm, there were no significant injuries; however, he had tried but was unable to wake Kensumi.

Without an obvious source of light, Roger could still clearly see the surroundings in the downward passage.

After walking down the winding passage for a distance, Roger soon stopped in his tracks at a fork that split in two directions.

One path became gentler, while the other seemed to continue downward.

“Uma.” Roger called out.

Something separated from Roger’s shadow, then rapidly expanded and transformed into the appearance of Uma.

Uma stopped in front of the downward fork in the path she had taken.

“From the distribution of energy, if we continue downward, we are very likely to encounter danger,” she said.

With her back to Roger, he naturally couldn’t see the change in Uma’s facial expression.

“This path leads deep underground and it may not be the place you are looking for,” Uma suddenly turned around and replied after a long time.

“Alright, then we’ll choose the other one,” Roger said.

Roger, without a hint of suspicion, took the lead and entered the path.

The expression on Uma’s face changed, and in the next moment, she vanished like smoke and merged back into Roger’s shadow.

The constraints of the contract still existed; Uma could not take any action to harm Roger, but every rule has its loopholes.

At this time, Uma recalled the conversation she had had with Mountain Woman.

“You don’t know?”

Uma couldn’t believe that Mountain Woman wouldn’t be aware of what would happen after she lured Roger to the place she desired.

“Well, I can only tell you that doing so will only benefit that Roger, and not harm him,” Mountain Woman had said.

“He will not be in any life-threatening danger, and might even become stronger because of it.

“Isn’t that a better choice, to be able to help him and also gain your true freedom?”

Uma had to admit that she was really shaken.

But at the same time, she clearly understood one thing: many times, even if the start and direction of events point toward a perfect conclusion,

the final outcome can still be disappointing.

Good intentions can still cause harm.

Retreating back into Roger’s shadow, she felt an inexplicable sense of security, but at the same time, a restless desire for freedom surged deep within her.

Following Uma’s guidance, Roger headed towards another passage. This time, not far along, he began to hear a myriad of faint voices.

It sounded as if countless people were gathered together talking about something.

After turning a corner, the view suddenly opened up.

At the end of his sightline, Roger saw a blooming flower.

Or perhaps it was a tree.

It was known as the Flower of Eternal Darkness, but at this moment, the plant before his eyes even exceeded the height of a building, its stem reflecting a metallic luster, and its buds at the top unfurling.

The slender petals stretched out, with no wind surrounding them, yet all the petals swayed and waved about. In fact, this was an incredibly eerie scene, but for some reason, facing this plant Roger could feel a special sense of beauty.

It was as if its existence perfectly matched the ultimate imagination of the most beautiful thing in the depths of one’s heart.

With a chill in his heart, Roger concentrated, releasing the power of the Aden Dharma Seal, and he felt much clearer in his mind.

Holding his breath, he laid a layer of Spiritual Power on the surface of his body for defense, but as he approached, even without breathing, Roger could still feel himself enveloped by the fragrance.

This wasn’t from the sense of smell but a direct reflection on the spirit.

At that moment, Yatagarasu Kensumi, who Roger was carrying on his shoulder, suddenly twitched, followed by a ray of light that entered Kensumi’s forehead.

“Uh…”

Kensumi groaned as he opened his eyes.

“You’re awake,” Roger walked to one side, placed Kensumi on the ground, and propped him against a large stone.

Kensumi struggled a bit, but he quickly noticed something abnormal about himself.

“What happened… my hand…?!”

“You were under the influence of that strange thing,” Roger replied.

In such a situation, it wasn’t possible to subdue Kensumi without a scratch.

“I remember now,”

Kensumi looked up.

“It can pry into one’s heart; I couldn’t free myself from it,” he said.

“But I remember that there was no fight between us, when did my hand get severed?”

He looked at Roger.

Roger, with an expressionless face, replied, “You were controlled by that thing, I had no choice but to cut off your arm.”

He then added,

“No need to thank me.”

Kensumi wanted to say thank you, Roger had saved him, but looking down at his bare shoulder, he swallowed the words that had reached the tip of his tongue.

Compared to his injuries, what mattered more to him was that Roger had defeated him.

“What exactly happened?” Roger asked.

“Not long after flying up into the sky, the scenery around me began to change. I tried to descend to meet up with you only to find that I couldn’t locate you at all,” Kensumi explained.

“I could only keep moving forward,” he continued.

“During this process, I made many guesses. Everything was surprisingly smooth, and it didn’t take long before I arrived here.

“Then I saw that tree, or what they call the Flower of Eternal Darkness,” Kensumi said.

A shadow crossed Kensumi’s face, “In this world, there are people who understand you better than you understand yourself.”