Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 1082 - 768: Leaving

When Chloe awoke again, it was already the morning of the next day. She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling, as if reminiscing about the madness of last night.

Without needing to reach out, Chloe knew the bed beside her was empty.

It was only after some time that she suddenly gathered strength to turn over and get out of bed, but in the next second, a vast force surged from within her body, causing her to leap into the air. Even though she tried hard to adjust her direction and retract the explosive power, she still inevitably collided with the wall in front of her.

Bang!

The wall was smashed open, creating a big hole. Chloe fell into the adjacent room, and soon the maid hurried up in a fluster, only to see Chloe, wrapped in a blanket amidst the clutter.

"Wasn’t it just an illusion?"

Gripping the corner of the blanket tightly, Chloe wrapped herself up. It was only then that she remembered a particular detail from last night.

The things injected into her body...

Were they energy?

At this moment, she didn’t know what kind of expression to make.

But how could Chloe know that what Roger left in her body was a specially refined vigor, even a madness-inducing life force that would drive Peak Transcendent figures of the Fourth Tier wild with desire.

Don’t speak of her; if Kenneth knew of this, he might even sacrifice his dignity, for even just a few drops would be enough.

"Miss Chloe..."

The maid rushed forward, but Chloe dared not let anyone approach so casually at this moment; she even feared that a mere wave of her hand would leave this loyal servant’s flesh torn.

"Go down."

"For now, don’t let anyone near. I will handle the matters here."

Amid the maid’s confusion, Chloe passed through the broken hole and returned to her room.

"I thought..." Having suddenly obtained such powerful strength, she felt a bit melancholic.

As a noble, the memories rooted deeply in her bones told her that the most important thing in a nobles’ legacy was offspring.

Everything that happened in the manor was still vivid, but that person seemed to have disappeared forever. Yet, the strong girl quickly set new goals.

She vaguely had a direction in her heart.

"Expand our influence. Once the power is strong enough, he will surely notice and come back again!"

Standing by the window gazing into the distance, her vision pierced through the sparse tree shadows and landed on a vast yet somewhat desolate land.

It was the family cemetery.

Every morning, the first thing Chloe did upon getting up was to gaze and pray, for fear of forgetting the family’s glory and her father’s final teachings.

But at this moment, Chloe’s gaze slightly paused.

On that piece of land she was so familiar with, a blank gravestone appeared.

"Farewell, Roger."

With a spirited resolve, Chloe completely bid farewell to her past self.

"A new day, new hope," she silently told herself.

...

"Everything is ready. We can leave today."

As soon as Emil saw Roger, he went straight to the point.

However, his gaze towards Roger was somewhat peculiar, as if he had discovered something.

"Now?" Roger hadn’t expected things to be so urgent.

"Right now."

Thinking it over, Emil added.

"I purposely waited an extra night for you."

Well... Roger didn’t know what to say at this point, so he could only nod.

"Let’s set off then."

Returning to the mountain’s belly again, this time the vast cave was already filled with waiting crowds.

As soon as the two arrived, countless gazes fell upon them, and Roger quickly recognized a few familiar faces.

Kenneth stood at the forefront of the crowd, but his expression was somewhat odd, making no significant gesture upon Roger’s appearance.

Without any grand declarations, a deafening noise was soon heard, as a circular platform rose from the center of the cave floor.

Above the platform hovered a dozen strange-shaped stone slabs.

The symbols carved onto the slabs bore some resemblance to those deciphered from the Aden Dharma Seal; given those peculiar shapes, the purpose of these slabs was self-evident.

"The progress is far smoother than expected. Thanks to the vigor you provided, I’ve restored my physical strength to its peak. We can make some changes to the plan."

"After finding the World Fog’s weak points and stimulating bloodline power, combining all the people’s vitality in the area, we can surely break through the fog."

Emil’s voice wasn’t loud, but it spread throughout the entire space, and everyone smiled quietly, tightly clenching their fists.

Roger nodded and slowly descended the steps.

Everyone’s gaze was fixed on him, filled with respect, admiration, and unconcealed trust.

The crowd automatically parted to both sides, this process didn’t require anyone’s guidance. The ordinary Transcendents were okay, but the portion of people who qualified and underwent the Green Grass Trial to become Demon Hunters looked at Roger with near fanatical enthusiasm.

Standing on the platform, the stone slabs surrounding Roger began to rotate around him automatically.

Without needing to reach out, the force Roger emitted could precisely control each slab, making them rearrange according to the structure he required.

After confirming there were no problems, he nodded to Emil, and they exchanged a smile, simultaneously unleashing their inner power.

"See you in a while."

As soon as the words fell, Emil’s figure vanished into thin air.

What appeared here was only a part of the Remnant Soul, which had now reintegrated into the body, causing the earth to tremor.

However, the Transcendents present showed no hesitation, positioning themselves according to pre-planned arrangements.