Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 130 - : The Powerful...

Chapter 130: Chapter 130: The Powerful…

“You… you…”

Blood gushed from her mouth in copious amounts as Huda glared at Moor with a look of deep resentment.

“It’s not my fault, I was… ”

Before Moor could finish his sentence, a piercing scream erupted from Huda’s mouth in the next second!

Blood sprayed from her mouth like a fountain, followed by the Evil Spirit completely detaching from her body and merging into the blood that was splattering out.

The blood, influenced by some strange power, was evenly infused into the Spiritual Body, and then the Evil Spirit, glowing with blood, roared as it pounced towards Moor!

“Spirit Blood Exchange!”

“You want to kill me?”

“Then let’s die together!”

With a large hole opened in her back, Huda knew she wouldn’t live; at this point, she didn’t want to think too much. Whoever took her life, she would drag them down to accompany her in death!

Clutched in his hand, the Steel Sword trembled, affecting not only Moor’s spiritual power but also greatly enhancing Roger’s own resistance to the assault of the Evil Spirit.

It was then he suddenly remembered something Clint had once told him, and a flash of insight struck him.

“Is it the piece of beast skin on the hilt?”

Used alone, its effect shouldn’t be this strong, but it was because Roger’s own spiritual power was already extremely formidable, combined with the simultaneous action of the Steel Sword and the beast skin.

That’s what allowed him to fend off Huda’s attack, as he had been prepared for it.

Now that there was infighting between them, Roger naturally wouldn’t give up this opportunity.

Ignoring the doomed Huda, Roger dashed forward, his Steel Sword slashing towards Moor who was not far away.

But just then, Taylor, who had been hiding in the bushes, finally arrived nearby. His body swelled a bit more, and he now stood over two meters tall.

His strong muscles stretched his clothes to the point of bursting, and thick beast-like fur grew on his cheeks and neck. His eyes rolled wildly, pupils turned a yellowish brown, and his canines were bared, making him look like a wild animal in human clothes!

Before Roger could get close to Moor, Taylor’s daggers crossed and he charged forward like a bulldozer.

Roger quickly changed the technique in his hands and moved swiftly, not confronting Taylor head-on. Spinning his body, he evaded Taylor’s attack and once again swung his Steel Sword towards Moor!

By this time, Moor’s appearance had completely changed, her body sprouting scales, and a thin bone blade protruding from the outside of her forearm, sharp and fierce.

She opened her mouth, and a bizarre tone emanated from it. This sound seemed to have no effect on ordinary people, but on the Evil Spirit attacking her, fist-sized blood blisters started appearing.

It seemed as though something was about to burst forth from within!

Her handgun had fallen to the ground during the earlier impact, and facing Roger’s attack, she was able to multitask, fending off the Evil Spirit while still finding the wherewithal to raise her hand to block.

However, her close combat skills were far inferior to Roger’s. Everything became a blur, followed by a sharp pain in her ribs.

“You’re too slow!”

Roger’s voice rang in her ear.

“What in the world are you?”

Moor turned around sharply.

She really couldn’t understand how this young man, who seemed so common during their previous encounter, like a resident of a small town, managed to conceal any flaws from her eyes.

Such a phenomenon was extremely rare among the Saint Heirs, usually indicative of a very powerful existence…

But his strength… seemed not yet to have reached the Transcendent Tier.

This was truly an unreasonable situation.

“Ah!”

Just as Roger was about to continue closing in, Moor let out a series of cries from her throat.

The sound pierced the eardrum, causing irritation.

Awoo!

A wolf howl resonated.

Taylor’s body continued to swell, his body hair becoming like steel needles, and his fingertips ejecting sharp claws.

His face twisted and deformed, his yellow eyes flashing with a cruel light. Compared to him, Bob seemed like a pitiable freak.

Strange musical scales spread from Moor’s mouth, and Taylor’s eyes instantly filled with blood, his body transforming completely into another form; Taylor no longer needed the daggers in his hands.

His claws were his best weapon. Having entered the Transcendent Stage, they could even harm the Spiritual Body.

“Shua shua shua!”

Taylor leaped into the air, his claws flurrying rapidly, stirring the air and making a muffled whistling sound.

And his target was Roger.

“Kill him for me!”

Moor roared loudly.

With Taylor’s restraint, she was able to fully concentrate on fighting off the Evil Spirit that entangled her. Huda was long dead by then, but the Evil Spirit merged with her blood remained relentless in its attacks.

Taylor, having completely unleashed his bestial nature, entered the Transcendent Stage with both speed and strength far surpassing his earlier state.

Facing him again, Roger dared not be as careless as before.

The style of his swordsmanship suddenly changed from nimble to heavy. Holding the sword with both hands in front of his chest, there was a moment when Roger felt as if he had transformed into a raging giant bear.

“Huff…”

As Taylor lunged at him, Roger slowly extended his Steel Sword.

Though the sword was slow, it carried a force as heavy as a thousand pounds!

And that was the thickness of a bear.

Clang!

His weapon collided with Taylor’s steel claws.

Bang, bang, bang!

Under the powerful impact, Roger uncontrollably stepped back, but instead of alarm, he felt exhilarated.

His hands were steady, breathing even, and though the force from the opposite side was strong, it was not entirely unbearable. At that moment, he had almost reached the human body’s limits.

With the blessings of the trophies from the Hunter’s Cabin, he had even broken through that faint boundary.

Enhanced by both the Black Bear Swordsmanship and the weapon in his hands, he now possessed the strength to confront an incomplete Transcendent like Taylor head-on!

“Come at me again!”

Seemingly spurred on by boundless fighting spirit, Roger yelled loudly.

But just as Taylor opposite him thought the young man was going to charge at him for a fight to the death, he saw Roger’s feet flicker and charge toward Moor once more.

It was getting terribly dark, and the surrounding fog became denser and denser.

When Moor finally managed to deal with the Evil Spirit in front of her, the fog dissipated, revealing a sudden figure in front of her.

“Looks like they are not your friends.”

Anna spoke.

“Do you need help?”

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“Anna?”

Roger blinked in surprise, then shouted, “Careful, this woman is very dangerous…”

“Pfft!”

Anna casually withdrew her hand that flickered between being solid and spiritual.

In the palm of her hand was a beating heart.

“What did you say?”

She asked, puzzled.

Roger: ……

Moor lowered her head to see a gaping hole in her chest, intense pain overwhelming her. Even then, she was unwilling to believe what she was seeing.

“What happened?”

“Ah…!”

She let out a cry of despair from her mouth.

But the next second, Moor’s head soared high into the air, and a cold voice reached her ears.

“You’re so noisy.”

In the final moment before her death, the only image she saw was Anna, quietly floating in the moonlight.

Her pure white skirt danced in the air, one arm stained red with blood, her expression indifferent, as if she had merely crushed an ant without a second thought.

“What in the world is this… thing?!”

Darkness fell upon her, and Moor’s head dropped to the grass.

In the distance, Taylor, having witnessed everything, could not help but shudder and broke away from his beastly state, then turned and fled without looking back.