Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 1037 - 745: Are You a Piggy Bank?_2

If audio player doesn't work, press Reset or reload the page.

Chapter 1037: Chapter 745: Are You a Piggy Bank?_2

The body stepped forward half a pace, lowering its center of gravity, letting out a beast-like roar from the throat, then he gathered all his strength and slammed his shoulder into the wall beside him!

Rumble!

Cracks appeared clearly on the wall as the entire house shook violently. Tristramy’s body surged with the tremors. She steadied herself and was about to step forward when a voice suddenly rang out.

"What do you want to do? Kill him?"

"We are not those guys. What use is a dead soul? We want him alive, alive!"

"Do the dead still have Threads of Fate?"

"Suppress him, he can’t escape!"

"It’s the polar night outside, where can he go?"

"Returning to the real world isn’t just thinking about it!"

Tristramy halted her steps. Just then, the coins floating in mid-air suddenly enlarged, then split into two, then four. After a few brief splits, the coins had already composed into a bizarre symbol floating in the air.

Three lines intersected, some merging, some separating, seemingly symbolizing the development of three Threads of Fate.

Roger used some bear skills, although he was in a soul state and couldn’t wield the power of his bloodline, a part of his abilities reliant on his physical form was restrained.

Yet, he was truly a Fifth Tier Transcendent, and although he hadn’t specifically trained his soul, his burst in soul state was very frightening.

In reality, his Soul Power couldn’t completely affect his body, partly due to a lack of appropriate methods, more importantly because he was manipulating a corpse.

But here, there was no restriction, and his soul eruption was indeed terrifying.

But while attacking, Roger also noticed the eerie changes in mid-air.

The front of each coin bore faces of different appearances, struggling and roaring silently, as if they were pitiful beings trapped in the cage of fate.

While the other side depicted Tristramy’s face.

Just as she imagined, at least here, she was the master of everyone’s fate.

At this point, Roger couldn’t fully grasp this woman’s entire ability, but it was obvious that her main ability wasn’t meant for combat, of course, divination and prediction were just a part.

If she could truly influence a person’s fate.

Even if it were trivial, through fate’s amplification, it could become a fatal cause.

If considered from this aspect, this woman’s direct combat ability might rank last in the Fifth Tier, but in terms of overall control or killing from the shadows,

she was truly unpredictable.

Thinking of this, his attack frequency suddenly accelerated. The cracks on the wall grew larger, and watching closely, a few more tries could completely break through the wall. But suddenly the room shook, and the cracks Roger struck out visibly restored as if nothing happened!

"Feeling despair?"

"Do you think I don’t know what you’re planning to do?"

"I even know better than you how many attacks it would take for you to break through the wall."

"Because fate has already told me everything."

In mid-air, the coins trembled, and under Roger’s gaze, a few coins suddenly exploded, turning into a sky full of golden dust.

Some souls broke free from it, but in the next second, the scattered souls were immediately sucked into Tristramy’s eyebrows.

"These were a few of my favorite coins. I still remember their fates clearly..."

"Once broken, even with remelting, their quality would significantly decrease."

"But with you... I might obtain a quality never seen before!"

In the next moment, accompanied by the clinking sound, countless coins surged out from behind Tristramy.

Gold, silver, and copper, the three colors intermingled.

Each coin corresponded to a soul.

From what Tristramy had done earlier, merging a person’s soul was definitely not something simple violence could achieve.

Temptation and guidance, she was like a demon, greedily making verbal deals with those she selected, the rest should be a step-by-step guide until finally and thoroughly merging the opponent.

So, according to her words, when facing Roger, she was obviously greedier, as seeking more revealed a flaw due to its aggressiveness.

"So many coins, where did you hide them?"

Roger looked at Tristramy with ill intentions.

"Speaking of your soul ability, is it like a piggy bank?"

"If so, breaking you should drop lots of money."

As Roger mocked, the silver and copper coins nearly covered the entire room, leaving only a small space behind Roger.

And the remaining gold coins surged towards Roger like living things.

"It seems a collision of rules is inevitable." Roger sighed a little helplessly.

To be honest, this was the scenario he least wanted to happen; deep within his soul, around the constructed Hunter’s Cabin, existed several items evolved from the Power of Rules.

In the soul state, using these powers would certainly have some impact, possibly hurting her on one hand, and leading to a collision of rules on the other.

But at this time, it seemed he had no choice in the matter.

Yet just as Roger was about to launch a full counterattack, within the depths of his soul, the formerly inert Hunter’s Cabin suddenly trembled. In the next moment, Roger felt the entire room change.

It was not assimilation, but a temporary seizure.

Tristramy clearly sensed some anomaly. Before she could adjust, in the next second, as if an invisible mouth opened wide, a large portion of the coins floating in mid-air vanished into thin air.

Ah...

Tristramy let out a tragic scream, her body cracked like porcelain, losing the most crucial part of her soul, which to her was like having half her body consumed.

The trauma to her soul could be imagined.

"What’s happening?"

Roger had never encountered such an event either. Within the depths of his soul, three mottled coins appeared on the table of the Hunter’s Cabin.

Roger was just thinking of devouring all the remaining items at once.

But clearly, the previous devouring had reached the limit of the Hunter’s Cabin. No matter how Roger tried to urge it, there was no response.

"To kill off a Fifth Tier..."

A surge of impulse arose in Roger’s heart, but at that moment, the still-screaming Tristramy struggled to crawl up, and different hues emerged along the edges of her body cracks.

Hmm, judging by the color distribution, it’s indeed three kinds of coins.

"Didn’t expect it really was a piggy bank."

Roger knew he still couldn’t kill Tristramy at this time, but before leaving, he didn’t plan to leave gracefully either, "You hold onto the money for now, I’ll come fetch it when I need it."

After speaking, he broke through the wall and leaped into the darkness.

"No!"

A tragic cry came from behind Tristramy, "Give it to me, give it to me!"

"My coins!"

This guy was truly unlucky. For someone like Tristramy, an Immortal, the importance of Fate Coins surpassed everything; they were the source of her power.

To inexplicably lose a portion meant that although she remained immortal, she was far weaker than before.

"You can’t escape, you can’t escape!"

Tristramy’s shrill scream carried on, what’s more terrifying to her was that the part of the coins that disappeared, her soul couldn’t sense them at all.

It was as though in an instant, her money became someone else’s money.

Poof!

With hatred, she spat out...

a heap of coins.

Some of them shattered instantly, and the souls within vanished completely in the struggle despite being without her guidance.

While mending the soul’s wounds, Tristramy pursued towards the broken hole. The recent events had indeed terrified her, but compared to that, hatred still held the upper hand in her heart.

Tristramy stepped out of the large hole, and in a flash, her body appeared in the tree hollow. Besides, a new figure appeared there.

"Teacher, what happened?"

"You... what happened to you?"

Olivia hurriedly asked.

"Catch him, catch that Roger!"

"Roger?"

"He’s a big problem!"

Meanwhile, sprinting through the darkness, Roger seemed to notice something, suddenly stopping and shrinking his body to hide.

Read 𝓁at𝙚st chapters at (f)re𝒆we(b)novel.com Only