"Here!"
"Come here quickly!"
A woman's voice came from afar.
The distance is a bit far, and the voice of the other party is not particularly real.
At this time, the fog had gradually thickened, and with Roger's sight, he looked for the sound but couldn't see anything.
"Is it a monster?"
"How did she find me?"
Surprised, Roger couldn't help clenching the weapon in his hand.
The sudden change of the street disrupted his plan, coupled with the sudden thick fog, after hesitating for a while, Roger still ran towards the direction of the sound.
"You can tell if it's a human or a ghost just by looking at it."
Unless it was a behemoth like the one he encountered yesterday, the ordinary monster Roger still had some confidence in his own strength.
Not long after he left the place, a bloody monster appeared at the place he had just left.
The monster opened its mouth as if sensing something, then bounced its body, and chased in the direction Roger left.
Roger soon heard the sound of breaking wind behind him, he turned around hastily, and swept the steel sword in his hand.
The sharp blade made a big cut in the monster's body. The monster looked ferocious, but it had no defense on its body, so it was actually easy to deal with.
Roger's sword slashed, almost cutting the opponent in two, and the internal organs fell to the ground with blood and water.
If it was yesterday, no matter how disgusting it was, he would find a way to bring back some parts, but now that he had the support of the hunter's hut, he naturally looked down on the minced meat all over the floor.
"Careful!"
As soon as the figure fell to the ground, the woman's voice came again.
Roger turned around in a hurry, with the steel sword guarding his side, forming a steel whirlwind.
Quack quack!
With several strange screams in succession, four or five of the same monsters were saved in the gradually thickening fog!
"Should we make up for the lack of quality with quantity?"
Clenching the weapon in his hand tightly, Roger did not continue to entangle with these monsters. Who knows what monsters will appear after the fog becomes thicker in a while.
He exerted strength on his feet and quickly ran in the direction where the voice came from just now.
At this time, the visibility was already very low, and Roger just relied on his memory to bury his head and rush forward. Behind him, several monsters roared and followed.
"Here!"
"Come on in!"
Suddenly someone opened the door of a nearby house, and Roger could only see a vague figure waving to him. He turned around and slashed a monster that was charging towards him, then leaped over the fence with the force of recoil, and rushed into the in the room.
"Bang bang!"
The sound of closing the door was connected with the sound of the monster's impact.
Entering the room, it seemed to be completely isolated from the outside world. Roger quickly got up and looked at the figure standing at the door.
"How can it be you?!"
His face changed suddenly.
At this moment, there was a soft click from behind, the bullet was loaded, and a weak voice came.
"Throw away the weapon in your hand and turn around slowly."
Roger stared intently at the girl in front of him, then held up his hands.
"Is that Lady Ingmar? I'm Henrik's friend, Roger."
"We met your daughter, Hathaway, at the bar. After learning about the situation here, we came here unexpectedly."
"Henrik?"
Hearing this familiar name, the woman behind seemed relieved.
"Relax, I mean no harm."
Roger controlled his tone, listening to the voice, Ingmar seemed hurt.
"I came here after waking up for some reason, but at the same time I lost contact with Henrik, and Hathaway."
Roger turned around slowly.
A pale woman was leaning against the door frame, her upper body was wrapped in a bandage made of shredded clothes, and a large amount of blood stained the clothes black and red.
If it weren't for leaning against the door frame, this woman might fall at any time.
Not far away, there was a smell of blood in another room. Roger saw the corpse of a monster. Obviously, they had lived on these in recent days.
But……
A trace of doubt flashed in Roger's eyes, and he glanced at the woman standing at the door.
"You know me?" The woman spoke.
"Veronica?"
Roger did not hide the surprise on his face, "Why are you here?"
"I came to this ghost place with Ingmar, who knows what's going on?!"
Veronica's eyes were slightly red, and her chest heaved violently. Obviously, the experience of the past few days had brought her spirit close to the limit.
There was no trace of sympathy on Roger's face, he just stood there quietly.
"If you are here, then who is that woman we saw outside?"
"What woman?"
Veronica raised her head and looked at Roger suspiciously, but she soon understood something.
"You mean, there is a woman who looks exactly like me out there?!"
Roger stepped back half a step, his eyes swept over Veronica and Ingmar.
"Can anyone explain this to me?"
Ingmar sighed wearily.
"It should be that the situation here has penetrated to the outside world, and some monsters left here and ran into the real world."
"Real world? Then what is it here?"
Roger asked.
"It seems that Henryk didn't tell you. It's not his fault. Even in the group of demon hunters, there are very few people who know about The Cursed Land."
"Where we are now is also reality, but not our reality."
"We call places like this the Cursed land."
"How the cursed land was formed and its operating mechanism are still unclear, but the formation of each cursed land will lead to large-scale infiltration events if it is not handled properly."
"When a terrifying monster enters reality, it will bring great disaster to the local area!"
"What's more difficult is that every cursed land has completely different internal operating rules from the outside world. I think you should have a deep understanding of this."
Roger nodded.
Sudden heavy fog, twisted streets, and houses that seem close but cannot be touched. Everything here is so weird.
"At first, I thought it was a dream."
"Dream?"
Ingmar smiled weakly.
"It would be nice if it was a dream."
After communicating, she initially believed Roger's words, put away the gun in her hand, leaned on the sofa and sat down slowly.
"I have something to eat here."
Roger took out some compressed biscuits and water from the backpack and handed them over. At the same time, he also took out some antibiotics.
"You have prepared so many things?"
Ingmar's eyes lit up, "Great, with these things, we can last for a few more days."
"Can you tell me about Hathaway's situation in detail?"
Although she was very upset, Ingmar did not show concern for her daughter until she was sure she was safe.
She is a qualified witcher, at least she knows how to restrain her emotions.
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