Demon Hunter and His Cabin

The weapon in the shadow's hand fell, but the target of the attack was not Heinris, but the gap above his head behind him.

In that area, countless twisted creatures wandered and crawled.

The existence of these things was to connect this world with the void's portal.

"Fire!"

Black flames burned, falling on those monsters and strangely transforming into a ghostly pale color. Two kinds of energies from the same source yet with different natures burst forth together.

Almost instantly, the area near the gap was swept clean.

A dense mass of corpses fell from the sky, and by this time, Heinris seemed to have completed his final preparations.

The space trembled, and Roger felt as if he had lost his connection with the surrounding world.

"Go back, take you back."

"Lord Hamza will forgive my mistakes!!" Heinris repeated persistently, but at that moment, the weapon in the shadow's hand shone again, losing the support of those weird creatures.

However, the spatial forces at the place passed by Heinris's body became extremely weak. Even with Roger's help, the gap's repair was extremely slow.

"Come with me!"

Heinris's voice echoed.

But at that moment, the shadow floating in the void suddenly let go of the weapon in its hand.

The black body expanded, instantly transforming into a large mass of black mist, then filled the broken gap.

In that instant, Heinris's movements paused slightly.

And at this moment, facing the irresistible devouring force, Roger voluntarily opened his arms, and in the depths of his consciousness, the Hunter's Cabin roared.

At the same time, the longsword floating in the sky also changed its attack mode.

Igni dissipated, and what rekindled was the soul-like depth of Aden.

Roger extended his right hand, then the longsword in the sky emitted a soft hum and instantly disappeared.

A clear trajectory appeared from top to bottom, and when the weapon fell back into Roger's hand, Heinris's expanding body trembled wildly.

Immediately, his tiny head squeezed out from his torso, his pale face full of pain.

This sword did not harm his body but his soul.

This was supposed to be Heinris's strongest aspect.

The battle was not yet over. After the Multiple Burst, Roger could only use one kind of rule force, but at this moment, to quickly annihilate Heinris, he had to exhaust all his potential.

The marks on the longsword began to glow gradually, each time pushing the limits.

Pure force, ultimate fire, void illusion, and fundamental soul.

Roger's steps seemed chaotic, but each attack tried to stack up; although not complementary, it was the best he could achieve now.

"Break!"

[Sword Seal Cycle]

Chaotic rules broke through Heinris's blockade, and all attacks landed on him.

"How could this be?"

"How could your power be so much stronger?!"

"Haha, I must inform Lord Hamza, I found it! You are the perfect vessel!"

Heinris laughed maniacally, his expanding body instantly collapsed.

It's hard to imagine that just a moment ago, his body covered the sky, almost enveloping the entire space, but within a single breath, he shrank to the size of an ordinary person.

Even further, attempting to retract to a single point and completely disappear from here.

Roger, however, did not give Heinris the chance to escape.

"Break!"

All the power finally exploded, tearing Heinris's body into pieces in the final moment before he vanished.

Meanwhile, the shadow in the void disappeared, and Roger's power followed a mysterious trajectory, penetrating the void and landing on a hidden figure.

"Impossible, no one can track the Void Worm's path!" Heinris cried out.

His voice filled with the despair before death.

"If it were a true Void Worm, I couldn't do it, but by tracing your soul, I can find it!"

Roger snorted coldly, feeling the complete annihilation of a soul.

Interwoven within that soul were many twisted things.

"Lord Hamza won't let you go. It won't be long before your soul is extracted, and your body becomes a vessel."

"By then, you will turn into something like me... too bad, I won't see your ugly form!"

Poof!

Heinris's soul was completely obliterated, but Roger did not relax, taking several strides, his body appeared near the gap, and meanwhile, the shadow merged with him.

"Imprison!"

Although Heinris was dead, his damage remained.

A part of the space structure was forcibly swallowed, posing a terrifying threat to the world's stability.

Meanwhile, the scattered corpses also regrouped.

It just wouldn't end.

Roger frowned tightly.

After returning to Kaer Morhen, the long wanderings left him physically and mentally weary, and being with his companions made Roger start to reject the so-called mission imposed on him.

He didn't know how long it would be until he died with that ruined world.

But he didn't want to struggle anymore, as Adeline said, to follow his own choice, maybe a hundred years, maybe a thousand.

Living with friends and loved ones, that time would be enough.

After all, he wasn't sure what might happen on the path he pursued, and he was really afraid that the next time he returned, everyone he knew would be gone.

If that happened, what would be the meaning of his struggles?

A longer life, yet also a longer loneliness.