Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 172 - Competing with the Moon for Splendor

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Competing with the Moon for Splendor

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Competing with the Moon for Splendor

“Will this item do?”

Roger displayed the photo in his hand to Anna.

Anna hesitated for a moment, then her body transformed into a streak of light and rushed into the photo in Roger’s hand.

The bulletin board provided a prompt.

Young Demon Hunter, you have gained the trust of your neighbor Anna. Under certain conditions, she will join the battle and become your powerful assistance.

Character card fusion.

Immediately afterward, the photo in Roger’s hand underwent an earth-shaking change.

When Roger first met Anna, he had received a character card related to her.

And now that card and the photo in his hand had undergone fusion. Anna’s figure in the photo became increasingly clear, and beyond that, she was able to move freely within it, even communicate with Roger.

“This is incredible.”

Given his current rapport with Anna, making her fully at his beck and call was still a bit difficult, but Roger was already very satisfied that she could lend a hand at critical moments.

“Move quickly, my time away from here is limited.”

In an intangible space, Anna appeared somewhat suppressed. The extent to which she could do this was already the limit that Roger’s friendliness could reach.

“Don’t rush.”

Through persistent practice and the addition of extraordinarily powerful spiritual power, Roger’s senses had become incredibly sharp.

Especially his vision. Even without taking the Night Cat Potion, he could still see the surrounding roads clearly at night.

Speeding up the car, it didn’t take long for Roger to arrive once again at the mental hospital in Swamp Town.

This time he didn’t alert anyone and directly went around the wall to the back of the mental hospital, then through the woods to cemetery number 48. For the upcoming actions, he even prepared some digging tools in advance.

Roger took out the photo from his pocket. Subsequently, Anna’s Spiritual Body flew out from the photo and hovered in mid-air.

The clouds in the sky dispersed, and a crescent moonlight shone upon Anna.

The transparent Spiritual Body wandered around the cemetery, with a multitude of strange expressions appearing on Anna’s face.

Confusion, anger, disdain…

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Then, bizarre bloodlines crawled across her face, and Anna’s entire face became incredibly ferocious.

She waved her hand.

A gust of wind swept by, and the tombstone not far in front of her cracked upon command.

Then a sweeping Mental Shock swept across the place.

Roger couldn’t help but hold his head and retreated frantically. He knew this wasn’t Anna attacking him on purpose, but rather a subconscious reaction when her emotions were out of control.

Still, the impact brought by Anna was more intense than the Monster Spirit Roger had faced in the Misty World.

Stumbling over a stone on foot, Roger, who was retreating, had his attention entirely on resisting Anna’s Mental Disturbance and naturally lost control of his body.

Thud!

In the moment he fell, the view before his eyes melted away like mist, and then the surroundings brightened, with the previously dilapidated cemetery appearing as if it had just been newly constructed.

“Is this an illusion?”

Roger felt as if he had lost control of his body. Shortly after, various people began to appear beside him.

“Could this be Anna’s memory?!”

Roger stopped resisting the invasion and instead concentrated his attention, carefully observing everything around him.

The weather was sunny and bright, the cemetery had just been completed, and many people were doing final touches and tidying up.

Their expressions were solemn, and their movements meticulous, as though they were not just doing a job but performing some sort of ceremony.

On their collars, there was a silver Daffodil pinned. Roger noticed that, aside from the color, the number of petals on the Daffodil also varied.

In the distance, at the core area of the cemetery, a few people were standing.

For some reason, the faces and characteristics of these people became somewhat vague, and Roger naturally couldn’t hear what they were discussing.

However, pinned on the chests of these individuals were Daffodils with eight petals, symbolizing the highest rank.

“Who are they?”

“Once Anna’s family members?”

“Or did they do something in the past?”

“Could it be that they killed Anna?”

Roger wanted to get closer, but he found that his consciousness was not under his control; he was like a bystander, passively accepting everything.

In the crowd, three individuals had the most potent auras, two of which seemed slightly familiar to Roger.

Just then, the scene before his eyes shattered violently, and Roger regained control over his body once again.

Anna, floating midair, had returned to her original appearance. She seemed to be pondering something and flew over to Roger when she saw him.

“Can you do me a favor?”

Roger nodded.

“There seems to be something beneath, I hope you can help me retrieve it.”

Anna pointed at one of the tombstones.

Roger looked over, but the inscriptions on the gravestone had been worn away by time, the few remaining letters almost illegible.

Anna’s current state was somewhat strange; while she was a Monster Spirit, she didn’t seem to possess the ability to transform her body shape flexibly.

But occasionally, her physical attack power that burst out during assaults was also incredibly formidable.

Roger found some tools and soon dug a large hole in the area Anna had indicated.

Sparks flew at the bottom of the large hole, and after the surface soil was cleared, a coffin made of unknown metal appeared at the bottom.

A metal coffin, viewed from any perspective, didn’t seem like it was used to hold the deceased.

But rather, it appeared to confine something within.

“Do you need help opening it?”

Roger took a half step back and said cautiously.

Anna shook her head.

“I’ll do it!”

As she finished speaking, she raised her arm high, and as it fell, a violent gust of air pressed down.

Hisss!

A deep gash appeared on the surface of the metal, followed by the coffin’s lid being flung away by a powerful force!

Roger stepped back and peered into the hole.

However, to his surprise, there seemed to be only a long dress inside the metal coffin.

“No body?”

Roger slowly moved closer, then saw the complex patterns engraved inside the metallic coffin.

“Could it be there was never a body, or was it…”

“Destroyed.”

Anna’s eyes filled with a more pronounced bewilderment. “Where is it?”

Her figure rapidly drifted through the cemetery, eventually coming to a stop beside the large tree she often leaned against.

Crack!

She swung her arm, splinters flying about, and soon a deep hole was carved into the large tree. At the bottom of the hole, a white arm bone lay nested.

Within the tree interior, countless red threads wrapped around the bone, it was unclear if they were there to protect it or if they were extracting the last bit of energy from the bone.

“Need some help?”

Roger approached Anna’s side.

This bone could very likely belong to Anna.

“No need!”

Anna shook her head, then her whole body charged into the tree, merging with the bone entwined in red threads.

The next moment, Roger felt a surge of violent energy burst forth, and his complexion changed slightly as he quickly retreated.

Then, with a thunderous boom, the large tree split in two, and the ground around it was forcibly peeled away layer by layer!

At that moment, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the bright moonlight enveloped the earth. Anna slowly rose from amidst the light.

The power emanating from her was so immense it was hard to look directly at her.

At this instant, she rivalled the moon in brilliance!