Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 1073 - 763: Sweeping Through_2

Olivia never expected that the slaughter before her was still not the end.

This man even intended to capitalize on his victory and kill the Immortal in the Soul Realm!

What she thought was the end was merely the beginning for others.

"Be careful, entering the Soul Realm now, teacher... Tristramy must be in the temple on the lonely cliff."

"Gusman should be there too now, if not, he might have returned to his Black Tower."

Olivia struggled to bow to Roger.

"If you can kill them... I am willing to do anything for you!"

"Kill them?" Roger smiled.

This woman did not know that those Controllers she saw as high and mighty were, in fact, merely playthings under the control of those even more powerful.

But he didn’t say it out loud; sometimes a brief glimmer of hope was still somewhat useful.

"Then you should start thinking."

Roger answered.

"What?" Olivia was a bit stunned.

"Think about what you can do for me."

As soon as he said that, he violently tore open the barrier between reality and the Soul Realm with his hands.

At the same time, in the Soul Realm, on the lonely cliff.

The empty great hall was filled with heavy breathing.

"Failed?"

"Why did we fail again?!"

"And also, that figure that appeared at the end, he actually... actually found his own body!"

Tristramy roared in unwillingness.

Suddenly she seemed to remember something and lifted her head sharply, "Gusman, why did you desert at the critical moment?"

"I know you have other hidden methods; if you used them, surely it would have..."

"Shut up!"

"You bitch!" Gusman cursed venomously, unable to remember how many years it had been since he was this angry.

"Your first encounter wasn’t just a minor injury, he took a part of your power, didn’t he?"

Gusman asked urgently.

"No need to answer; the result is already clear to me."

"You were using me!"

"But you shouldn’t have deserted at the last moment!" Tristramy’s face was also grim.

"Deserter?" Gusman sneered.

"That’s because you don’t know what I discovered."

"What?" Tristramy asked urgently.

"Go speculate, go divine."

"Isn’t that your strength?"

Gusman stood up.

"I’m leaving."

"Having lost a part of my power, if I want to recover quickly..." He shook his head.

"In any case, I intend to completely withdraw; although quick recovery is important, it comes at the cost of losing too much humanity."

"If you want revenge, go ahead and try; let’s see if you can regain your strength first or go completely insane."

Gusman’s face was ashen as he strode towards the exit.

But just then, the entire great hall began to tremble, and Yumit’s figure appeared at the same time.

"What are you planning to do?"

Both their faces changed drastically as a vague Light Gate appeared deep within the hall.

"Nothing, with a deserter and a useless person, I can only find my own way..." Tristramy answered coldly.

"Are you crazy?"

"Actively guiding others into the Soul Realm we control is no different from handing over your own rights."

"Even if you can kill that guy, what do you gain?"

"What do I gain?" Tristramy sneered.

"I gain happiness."

"Even if only for a moment, it is enough."

Tristramy was unconcerned.

Hearing her words, Gusman widened his eyes, wishing he could tear the woman in front of him apart.

"You tampered with the ritual, otherwise how could you bypass the two of us..."

He said venomously.

"Since you’re not willing to take action, I’ll find someone else to help."

"In any case, that person must die!!"

"His body has successfully fused with the soul, and without Lord Heinris’ permission, we can’t defeat him in reality."

"Moreover, since the previous plan failed, others may not be willing to help."

Gusman said.

"Heh, I know, but if you don’t speak and I don’t speak, then who will know?"

"When it all starts, and the hatred accumulates during the fight, who is right or wrong will no longer matter."

Tristramy answered slowly.

Gusman had to admit, on this matter, this woman made a lot of sense.

The Light Gate at the end of the hall surged, clearly indicating the portal had been opened. Soon someone would notice, and it wouldn’t be long before those greedy fellows would swarm in.

"Even if you succeed, you can’t escape Lord Heinris’s punishment."

Yumit spoke suddenly.

"So what?"

"I’m too badly injured. If I want to recover, the outcome is almost predetermined."

"Since there’s no difference no matter what I choose, if it were you, I think you would be the same as me, right?"

Tristramy’s face was full of sorrow, but soon her expression was replaced with ferocity.

"That’s your business, it has nothing to do with me."

Gusman had already intended to distance himself from Tristramy, but before leaving he thought for a moment, "One last reminder."

"That Roger is very peculiar. In the real world, he fully exerted the power of the Fifth Tier."

"Although it was just for a moment, I noticed it. Moreover... I can’t sense the world’s rules suppressing him."

"How is that possible?" Tristramy and Yumit said in unison, a strange look also flashed across Yumit’s face.

"Take care of yourself."

Gusman didn’t explain further.

But just as he was about to leave, there was a loud boom, and the dome of the hall was pierced through by a terrifying force.

Immediately after, Gusman felt a tightness around his neck, then a voice sounded by his ear.

"Where are you going?"

Upon hearing this voice, the three present were momentarily stunned.

But soon, Gusman’s face filled with ecstasy.

"Is it you?!"

"Haha, you actually entered the Soul Realm voluntarily!!"

It was a dramatic turn of events.

Having experienced Roger’s power up close, Gusman had to admit that in the real world, even if he could maintain peak combat power, he would definitely not be a match for Roger.

His ability was relatively simplistic and more targeted. Without being countered, his combat strength was a notch higher than Transcendents of the same level.

However, it was Roger who made him feel perplexed.

Whether in terms of versatility or combat strength, Roger far exceeded Transcendents of the same level.

Of course, all of this was predicated on events occurring in the real world.

But if it were in the Soul Realm.

Then what would be tested was the strength of the soul.

Gusman believed that even though his power had greatly diminished, he could still easily crush his opponent.

So when Roger grabbed his neck, after a moment of surprise, Gusman didn’t immediately counterattack.

Because he felt he already had victory within his grasp!

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"Fool, do you think it’s the same here as in reality?"

Gusman laughed wildly several times.

"Haha, try and see, here you might not even be able to harm me."

Seeing Roger’s figure clearly, Tristramy’s face also showed a trace of ecstasy.

"Press the advantage?"

"Haha, you’re digging your own grave!"

The two were swollen with confidence, but Roger merely tightened his grip slightly.

Power surged within him, "Feel the true despair, Mr. Roger, you chose the wrong battlefield... cough... in..."

As he spoke, Gusman felt the grip on his neck getting astonishingly strong.

He felt a trace of panic rising in his heart.

"No, no."

"That guy’s soul strength is only Fourth Tier, in the Soul Realm, he can’t possibly harm me."

While comforting himself in his heart, he frantically increased his power.

But after a few breaths, the calm on Gusman’s face completely vanished.

"This isn’t right... it’s not right!"

He only then thought of counterattacking, but soon felt a familiar aura coming from Roger.

It was the complete Fifth Tier power.

"Snap!"

Agonizing pain erupted as Gusman’s neck was casually snapped by Roger.

But throughout, Roger seemed perplexed.

"Did this guy just get his brain damaged by me...?"

"Or is he just purely not wanting to live?"

But what Roger didn’t know was that the confusion in Gusman’s mind surpassed his own.

"Where am I?"

"What happened?"

"How did my neck just break...?"

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