Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 1096 - 775: Three Great Trials Completed!

Chapter 1096: Chapter 775: Three Great Trials Completed!

"Quick, there’s a battle up ahead!" Correct content is on NovelFire

Three or five figures swiftly swept past, soon arriving at the site of Roger’s earlier battle. By the time they reached it, they were met with devastation.

The ground was ruptured, and around lay the pale bodies of the Bone Guard. Amidst the ruins, they found a headless corpse.

"Could this be Lord Patrick?"

A knight with a thick beard trembled as he spoke.

"Lord Patrick is dead?"

"And the three powerful attendants as well."

"What exactly happened here? Even the three Bone Guard lords couldn’t withstand it?" someone questioned, puzzled.

As they spoke, they vigilantly scanned the surroundings.

"What should we do now?" Everyone looked towards the bearded leader.

"This is beyond our handling capacity, inform Lord Ares." The bearded man looked worried.

The group exchanged glances and nodded, then planned to use a special method to contact Ares, who was far away in the Ancestral Land.

But just as they were about to act, a strange noise suddenly came from behind them.

It was as if some sort of soft-bodied creature was slowly crawling out from a cavity.

"What are you doing?" A sharp voice pierced their ears, sounding like thousands of insects crawling through their minds.

The bearded man swiftly turned around and then saw Patrick’s corpse shakily sitting up.

At his neck, a mass of black, viscous, snake-like substance was slowly wriggling.

The bearded man focused his gaze and saw that the snake-like thing was growing from Patrick’s chest cavity. As his body swayed, it wobbled back and forth, then a tumor-like formation emerged at its tip. NovelFire

The surface slime was carelessly peeled away, and the ball-like object gradually became clear, revealing blurred facial features.

"You are..."

Everyone drew their weapons.

"Don’t be nervous, it’s me, Patrick."

"I was attacked and had no choice but to use this method to escape the crisis. Give me some more time to recover."

Upon hearing Patrick’s words, their expressions relaxed slightly. The bearded man stepped forward willingly.

"Get closer and help me up, and remain on guard."

Patrick’s facial features were incomplete, and his voice was somewhat vague. Hearing him, the group immediately became tense again.

The bearded man supported Patrick’s body, while the others formed a circle, guarding Patrick at the center.

"Sir, what should we do now?"

"Were only you few able to come?" Patrick answered irrelevantly.

"Yes." The bearded man scanned the surroundings and nodded, "The commotion here has attracted everyone’s attention. The other Dragon Iron Guard are on defense, obstructing their investigation."

"Oh...that’s good." Patrick let out a long breath, then suddenly raised his voice sharply.

"Be careful, on the right!" he shouted loudly.

Hearing him, the group instinctively looked to the right. But at that moment, Patrick launched a sudden attack.

First, he reached out and pierced the bearded man’s forehead. Then, his body spun, a brilliant silver light swept through, and the Dragon Iron Guard surrounding him were all cut in half at the waist.

They only managed to let out a scream before Patrick launched another attack, instantly piercing through everyone’s skulls!

From the start of his attack to its end, it was but a fleeting moment, and by then, except for the bearded man, who still had one breath left, everyone else had already died violently.

"Sir...you’re not Lord Patrick!"

The bearded man looked terrified, but Patrick’s gaze was cold as he stepped forward and crushed the bearded man’s skull.

"Blame yourself for seeing what you shouldn’t have seen."

Patrick held his head.

After finishing everything, he released his energy, carefully inspecting the surroundings until he confirmed there was no one else hidden nearby, then let out a long breath.

At this moment, a faint energy fluctuation came from the bracelet on his left hand. Patrick’s expression shifted slightly. He scrutinized his body’s condition until his facial features fully restored to normal, then he activated the energy fluctuation on the bracelet.

"Why did it take so long?"

Ares’s voice came through.

Patrick looked terrified and then recounted what had happened.

"What?"

"Kenneth is accompanied by an unknown strong force, a First Ring Dragon Sorcerer?"

Ares’s shadow slowly appeared.

"I’m not sure about the opposite party’s lineage, but he’s wearing the armor left by Emil after his death," Patrick said, trembling.

"Fool!"

"Didn’t I tell you to stabilize the situation?"

"Look at the mess you’ve made!"

Even as a mere illusion, Patrick could imagine Ares’s anger at that moment.

"I...I was simply worried that Kenneth using that armor would disrupt our plans." Patrick defended himself.

"If you weren’t my son, I’d surely kill you myself!" Ares’s gaze revealed a chilling murderous intent.

"Well...since it’s happened, find a way to resolve it." Then, Ares shifted his tone.

"The others died, so be it. How about you?"

Patrick gasped, "Barely managed to save my life."

"By the way, what’s the actual combat power level of that guy named Roger?" Ares suddenly asked.

"Very strong, but the three Bone Guards could still barely contend with him," Patrick’s eyes flickered slightly.

"Kenneth was gravely injured, so I’m not sure if the power Roger displayed is his true strength."