Demon Hunter and His Hut

　　 I don't know how long it took, and Roger repeatedly suffered in the abyss of pain. At this moment, he even hoped that he could die immediately.

　　 Finally, the effect of the pain potion ended. He struggled to get up, but after several trials, he couldn't control his body.

　　 The medicament completely destroyed the muscle fibers. At this time, the pain in the body far exceeded the effect of any previous exercise. In the past, he may have fainted.

　　 But there is no harm without comparison.

　　 Compared with the situation just now, it is already extremely mild at this time.

　　 It took more than ten minutes before he climbed onto the small bed not far away, took off the last bit of defense in his heart, and ignored the timing of the alarm clock. His eyes went dark and he completely lost consciousness.

When 　　 woke up, the sky was already bright outside, and Roger was shocked, and suddenly he got up from the bed.

"my power?"

　　 He was stunned, and his strength unexpectedly increased explosively. Seeing the test tube falling above the ground, Roger couldn't help but shudder.

　　 The feeling that life is better than death, he really doesn't want to experience it again.

　　 "How can someone make precise movements after taking pain potions?"

　　Thinking about it, I feel terrible, that is what a strong spirit and control over the body can do.

　　 Now he, not to mention making general swordsmanship moves, that is, normal movement is better than life.

　　 "Am I doing something wrong?"

　　 "This difficulty is too scary for novices, right?"

　　 Although Roger is not a tough guy, he doesn't think the pain he suffered last night is just an appetizer.

　　 "It's a concentration potion!"

　　 He slapped his thigh abruptly.

　　 The effect of the concentration potion amplifies his physical perception and mental concentration, which is equivalent to a catalyst, magnifying the pain sensation countless times.

　　 "If you don't die, you won't die."

　　 "Would you like to test the effect of taking pain medicine next time?"

　　 "It's better to make another day..."

　　 Roger thought with lingering heart.

　　 Looking at the time, it is estimated that it is already close to seven o'clock outside. After I go back, I will inevitably be complained.

　　 shook his head helplessly, Roger hurriedly packed up various instruments, changed his clothes, and hurried to home.

　　 Nothing happened on the road, he was full of energy, his speed was obviously much faster, and the effect of pain potion was indeed remarkable.

　　 But the cost is also extremely serious.

　　 Maybe this is the inevitable result of breaking the body state quickly.

　　 The growth of power is a slow process. Through alchemy, Roger quickly surpassed this accumulation process, but he also paid a heavy price.

　　 spent the whole night in the car. When he woke up, the red-faced man felt extremely tired, but at this moment, he saw Roger running from a distance leisurely.

　　 "When did this kid go out?"

　　 The red-faced man's face changed abruptly, "Has this kid already found me?"

　　 "A regular high school student, how is this possible?"

　　 It was something that made Roger relieved. Before dawn, Andrin left the house early to avoid asking him, but Amanda didn't seem to be so happy anymore.

　　 In her opinion, this is the evil act of allies secretly acting behind their backs.

　　 "Where have you been?"

　　 While eating, Amanda asked quietly.

　　 "I suspected that someone was following me, so I experimented carefully."

"what?"

　　 Amanda's face changed, and Roger successfully attracted her attention.

　　 This is also what Roger wants to disclose to Amanda after careful consideration. It is naturally inconvenient for him to say clearly about Ivy, but he does need to remind Amanda.

　　 From all the signs, the three holy spirits are probably not good men and believers, and they will not find a breakthrough point in their own place at that time, and they may attack the people around them.

　　 But for the time being, this situation will not happen yet.

　　 With a sense of crisis, Roger quietly touched the pain potion in his pocket. If he wanted to become stronger, he would naturally endure the pain that matched it.

　　 After eating, Amanda and Jack went to school. Roger stayed at home alone. He found a new reminder on the notice board in his mind.

　　 General Swordsmanship LV1: Initially mastered the basic skills of swordsmanship, can complete the corresponding training independently, persist in exercising, and perhaps understand the essence of it after reaching a certain level.

　　 Elf Short Sword Technique LV1: Integrating elegance and killing, taking into account physical training and certain fighting skills, your mastery of short swords is far beyond normal.

　　 "There is actually a corresponding level?"

　　 Roger was taken aback. The Nilfgard body strengthening technique he had previously practiced had never given a similar reminder. I wonder if the level is too low or it is relatively simple.

　　 In fact, the two swordsmanship that Roger now cultivates can only be regarded as a kind of training method, not a real fighting skill. The elven short swordsmanship is slightly better, and the general swordsmanship has almost no practical skills.

　　 just allows practitioners to temper their own strength and strengthen their physique.

　　 It seems that skills seem insignificant before becoming a real demon hunter.

　　 Thinking about it carefully, it does make sense.

　　 This is like playing a game, there are no skill points in the early stage, and there is no harm in increasing the output of a pile of power.

　　 Starting to practice again, Roger did not take the concentration potion, but dilute the pain potion and drank it, and then began to exercise in the room. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

　　 Compared with last night, Roger took the initiative to dilute the effect of the medicine, and the pain was indeed greatly reduced, but it was almost to the limit of his own endurance.

　　 The pain potion itself has a part of its regeneration function, but Roger has kept practicing, and his body's recovery simply can't keep up.

　　 He gritted his teeth and continued to exercise frantically as long as his body could still move.

　　 In this way, the whole day passed silently, lying in bed at night, the pain made him unable to sleep, and the General Motors that had been parked on the street disappeared.

　　 Roger's heart sank, and some bad thoughts came up in his heart.

　　 "If the other party breaks in forcibly while there is no one at home during the day?"

　　 This thought came into his mind, and his sleepiness disappeared.

　　 "No, I can't wait any longer, I must take the initiative to attack, at least I need to understand the opponent's strength!"

　　 The next day, after Andrin left, he rode to the center of the town, bought what he needed, and ran into Greg on the road. With a heart move, he walked to Greg and said something in a low voice.

　　 After a while, Greg, with a big waist and a round waist, walked in the direction Roger pointed. There, the face of the red-faced man hiding in the car changed.

　　 When he finally managed to deal with Greg, when he raised his head, there was still Roger around him.

　　 As the sun sets, Roger returns home on time. During the conversation, Roger notices Andrin’s undisguised disgust for the so-called lawyer sent by Ivy.

　　 After eating, he went to bed early to rest.

　　 At midnight, Roger got up and changed into a black suit, jumped down the window, without hiding his tracks, and hurried straight to the woods.

　　 The moonlight was covered by dark clouds.

　　The hunt has begun.