Demon Hunter and His Cabin-Chapter 155 - The Black Bears Secret Technique (8)

Chapter 155 -155: The Black Bear’s Secret Technique (8) Chapter 155 -155: The Black Bear’s Secret Technique (8) “Click!”

Roger slowly drew the Steel Sword from his back.

The silver body of the sword was coated with a thick layer of Evil Spirit Oil.

“Help me contain it.”

Henrik slashed his right palm, and the blood was completely absorbed by the handle of the gun he held; then, he pulled out a bullet gleaming with silver light from his chest.

“This is going to be costly!”

He said with a pained expression on his face.

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“You miser, at a time like this, you still care about money?!”

Ingmar muttered under his breath.

“Is that a small amount of money?”

“You know as well as I do how expensive Mercury Bullets are!”

“This creature moves very quickly, and it can switch between tangible and intangible states. It was because I found an opportunity to ambush it that we were able to hit it so easily,” Henrik explained.

“Also, be careful of the lantern it’s holding. Try not to look at that thing.”

Roger nodded, and as he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he noticed for the first time that the lantern the Monster Spirit held seemed to be made from a skull.

The pale skull was encased in a layer of metal, looking sinister and fierce.

Two ghostly fires were lit at the position of the eyes, and just a glance drew his gaze involuntarily.

At that moment, a large white mist-shaped body suddenly sprang out from behind the Monster Spirit— it was the same kind of monster they had encountered last time.

“How are we supposed to fight this?”

Henrik’s face fell, but as soon as he spoke, Roger, who was standing in front, had already charged forward with a quick step.

His target, the Monster Spirit!

Roger thrust his Steel Sword directly towards the forehead of the Monster Spirit, not believing that Henrik’s previous shot hadn’t inflicted any damage.

Without the protection of the skull, his weapon could easily pierce through its head!

Clang!

The Monster Spirit gently lifted its thin sword, and a daunting force bore down. The power exhibited by the Monster Spirit, which had entered the Transcendent Realm, far exceeded Roger’s.

“Again!”

At that moment, Ingmar’s gun roared, sending a dozen bullets into the Monster Spirit.

Bang bang bang!

Under attack, the Monster Spirit’s body shook, its green form shifting continuously between solid and ethereal states.

“This guy was injured before; it shouldn’t be able to switch forms at will!” Henrik exclaimed in ecstasy.

Roger also noticed this and changed his sword technique. The movements of his entire body became more weighted.

Black Bear Swordsmanship.

Night Cat Swordsmanship, though light and quick, struggled to overpower the Monster Spirit due to insufficient attack force.

Roger switched his attack mode; his movements seemed slower, but the actual pressure felt much stronger, making it hard for the Monster Spirit to dodge easily.

“That’s the way!”

Henrik lifted his other pistol, blasting a few white creatures that flew at them, while simultaneously moving quickly to seek an opportunity to attack.

Ingmar’s bullets poured down on the Monster Spirit, firing wildly, but the being’s body structure was completely different from a normal human’s. The bullets seemed to cause it to slow down a bit, but otherwise appeared to be useless.

Conversely, Roger’s Steel Sword with each strike was causing not insignificant damage to the Monster Spirit.

Against a creature like the Monster Spirit, pure physical damage wasn’t as effective as one would have imagined.

Roger’s practice time with Black Bear Swordsmanship was still short; he could only maintain a basic stance, but with Ingmar’s help, they managed to restrain the Monster Spirit in front of them.

The Monster Spirit’s movements were extremely fast, but after the initial exchange with Roger, it lost the advantage and was promptly suppressed by Ingmar, leaving it unable to evade even if it abandoned defense and desperately tried to dodge.

That Mercury Bullet Henrik shot at the start played an indispensable role in suppressing the Transcendent Being so quickly.

Among the many Transcendent monsters, Monster Spirits are extremely difficult to deal with.

They move quickly, hit hard, and can shift between corporeal and incorporeal, plus they can launch Mental Shocks. An ordinary Demon Hunter wouldn’t even stand a chance to flee.

Just then, Roger’s continuous strikes enraged the Monster Spirit before him, and it suddenly gave up on defense, crushing the Lantern it held in its hand!

Boom!

A wave of green flames engulfed the entire area.

The flames had no heat, but the instant they touched Roger, he felt an endless chill rise in his heart, as if his entire spirit had been frozen stiff!

“It’s a Mental Shock!”

Henrik shouted loudly.

He was the furthest away and was barely affected, but it was different for Roger, who almost fully received the impact of the Mental Shock.

Henrik and Ingmar raised their guns to shoot, but in the next second, the Monster Spirit’s figure disappeared into thin air and reappeared right in time to use Roger to block their angle of fire.

Immediately after, the fine sword in the Monster Spirit’s hand suddenly burst into green flames, and it raised the weapon and thrust it straight into Roger’s neck!

This all happened too suddenly; Henrik had just thought of moving to find a shooting angle, but how could his speed compare to the elusive Monster Spirit?

Even if the next second his bullet could blow the Monster Spirit’s head off, Roger would surely die by that sword!

Feeling the icy chill from the fine sword, Roger’s pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

In his mind, where his spiritual power had been in a chaotic state, it suddenly gathered together in the face of life and death, forming a thin line.

Then it began to spin rapidly!

In an instant, the spiritual power, now coiling like a serpent, allowed Roger to regain control over his body.

With no time to dodge, he held his sword in both hands. The drooping Steel Sword spun and came to a steady stop at his throat!

Clang!

An ear-piercing metallic collision resounded.

Surprisingly, Roger, who had temporarily regained the ability to move, did not step back in the face of the Monster Spirit’s deadly strike but let out a roar like that of a Black Bear.

“Defend!”

This was the first technique understood after reaching a certain level in Black Bear Swordsmanship, as well as the first defensive move Roger learned after taking up swordsmanship!

The next second, gunshots rang out.

Seizing the opportunity, Henrik decisively pulled the trigger.

The Monster Spirit’s head blew apart, Roger spun the Steel Sword in his hand, deflecting the flying fragments while the Monster Spirit’s remaining body burned in green flames, leaving behind only half of a white, slimy tongue.

“Phew…”

Roger exhaled deeply; that moment had really been filled with peril. The three of them ganging up on one injured Monster Spirit should have been a sure victory, but who knew the Monster Spirit would suddenly lash out, almost dying together with Roger.

Gunshots resounded behind him; Henrik and Ingmar were still clearing the white creatures that surrounded them.

Facing creatures similar to Spiritual Bodies, ordinary bullets were of no use, of course.

Fortunately, Hathaway had prepared a large batch of enchanted bullets beforehand.

At this time, she wasn’t idle either; her spirit formed a white-lit Spirit Whip in the void, lashing out with her weapon whenever a monster rushed at her.

Although she couldn’t deal fatal damage, she could slightly disrupt the attack rhythm of the creatures, creating opportunities for Ingmar and Henrik.

Roger joined the fight with his sword and soon cleared all the monsters.

Then, the entire space seemed to tremble along with them.

“Quick, we need to speed up!”

Without any time to rest, the group rushed into the core area of the place.