Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 198 - Struggle

Chapter 198: Chapter 198 Struggle

Chapter 198: Chapter 198 Struggle

Carl opened his mouth but emitted no cry, watching Tangde and Michelle chatting and eating not far away.

Carl knew that Beech must have appeared normal in their eyes.

“Why?”

“Why am I the only one still normal?”

Carl tried to calm himself down.

Before entering the cabin, everyone had checked the building: there were no Evil Spirits, nor any other messy Remnant Souls. It seemed just like an ordinary cabin in the woods.

But why then did these strange things happen afterwards?

“Right!”

“It must be the cabin!”

Carl suddenly realized something.

He recalled that upon entering the house, Tangde had assigned him to leave and keep watch ahead.

The moment Tangde gave the order, Carl felt a twinge of dissatisfaction.

Such an emotion was extremely abnormal in this battle-hardened team.

The team members had known each other for several years, and even Lawrence, who was the last to join, had been acquainted with everyone for a year now.

Although Tangde might not be an excellent leader, he was fair and cared a lot about the members of the team. By comparison, he was indeed the best choice for captain.

Long-time rapport made the team very harmonious. During missions, everyone would subconsciously follow Tangde’s command.

“But why did I feel dissatisfaction at that time?”

“What was my dissatisfaction about?”

“Yes, I don’t want to leave this room. I want to stay here all the time!”

Carl felt as if he had grasped something vaguely, but then a wave of grogginess hit his brain, as if something was trying to forcefully penetrate his mind.

“Stay away from here. Only by getting far away can I regain my sanity!”

Carl had found the key, and at the same time, he understood another problem.

That was Beech.

Beech was a pure Demon Hunter, focused on physical training, with much less attention paid to spiritual fortitude.

Carl tried hard to remember – when he left the room, Beech had also left the cabin. Tangde had sent him to find water. He shouldn’t have gone far.

“If this monster had the ability to kill Beech alone, then why didn’t it attack me?”

With his brain in a complete muddle, Carl knew he had to leave this house immediately.

“Hey, Tangde, I was just joking with you guys. Without someone on the lookout, we’ll be very dangerous once people from the Voodoo Association arrive,” Carl said, edging toward the door.

“Snap!”

Beech’s large hand landed on Carl’s shoulder.

“There’s not much time till dawn; you need to rest well. Leave the lookout to me,” Beech said, pushing Carl down to sit on the ground.

Carl struggled briefly and looked at Tangde, a final thought surfacing in his mind, “Listen, Tangde, this place will be easily discovered once it gets light.”

“We must find a more hidden location during the last moments of darkness before dawn, so I suggest we all leave together!”

“Hmm…”

After hearing Carl’s words, Tangde nodded thoughtfully.

“It does seem to make sense.”

“What makes sense?”

Beech’s voice came from behind.

“The most dangerous place can be the safest. After dawn, any place could be discovered. As long as we guard the choke point and keep an eye on the surroundings, this place is safer than others.”

“Besides, everyone’s badly injured and needs to recuperate. It’s better to rest here during the day and look for a way out at night,” Beech analyzed seriously.

“That seems very reasonable.”

Michelle echoed from the side, munching on something as she spoke.

Could it be, the more they ate, the greater the influence they were under?

At this moment, he finally understood that Tangde and Michelle had been completely bewitched; as they continued to eat, they would sink deeper until they completely lost themselves.

After a long time, would I also become nutrients for the fields, only to turn into a meal for the next wave of guests?

Shaking off this terrible thought, Carl desperately searched for a way to break the spell.

“Yes, think of a way to leave this house, just get out of this room, and they should be able to recover quickly,” he thought.

In desperation, Carl came up with one last idea and abruptly stood up from the ground.

“I also think Beech makes sense; leave the lookout to you. I’m going to take a leak, then come back for a good rest,” he said.

“No problem.”

Beech cracked a big smile.

“I need to go out, too. Let’s go together!”

Carl looked at the familiar face in front of him, at a loss for words for the moment.

“If he could kill Beech so easily, why not just kill us all?”

“Did he get seriously wounded when he killed Beech?”

“Or is it that this monster has no real power to attack and can only influence our minds through the house?”

A myriad of thoughts intertwined in his head, and the next moment, a crazy idea popped up!

The two headed for the door, and Carl noticed that Beech had picked up the hoe lying nearby once again.

But just then, Tangde’s voice came from behind.

“Wait for me, Carl. You just mentioned it, and I suddenly feel the need to go, too. Let’s go together!”

A surge of ecstasy rose in Carl’s heart as he quickly turned around and nodded at Tangde.

“Leave this house, just leave this house and there’s still a chance!”

Carl gathered his spiritual power, determined that as soon as Tangde stepped out of this room, he would perform a spiritual energy guide to try to snap Tangde out of it.

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Beech walked in front, Carl followed behind him, and Tangde was the last one.

“Snap.”

The door closed, and the distant sky was beginning to show a faint glow of dawn.

The sun would rise before long.

A moment of clarity flashed in Tangde’s eyes, and he seemed a little confused about his current state.

“This place is still not safe. We should leave as soon as possible.”

As Carl, who had been prepared for a long time, was about to turn his head to initiate the spiritual energy guide, Beech, who was in front, suddenly let out a scream and fell to the ground with a thud, his complexion turning deadly white.

“Carl, stop it!”

“Are you crazy!?”

“I am not a monster!”

Hearing Beech’s scream, Tangde’s full attention was immediately drawn, and he stepped forward and grabbed Carl’s collar.

“What are you doing?!”

There was no time to explain. Carl was about to invoke the spiritual energy guide in a panic when sudden, severe pain flashed across his face.

Crack!

His nose bone shattered, and stars burst before his eyes.

Thump, thump!

Carl, whose physical strength was just slightly better than an average person’s, received two punches in the face one after the other and immediately lost the ability to resist.

At that moment, Beech behind him also conveniently stopped screaming.

“Carl must be invaded by an unknown demonic spirit; let’s carry him inside the house and check on him,” said Tangde.

A sharp pain shot through the back of his neck, and just before losing consciousness, Carl thought he heard Beech’s low laughter.

“It’s over, we’re all finished!”