Demon Hunter and His Hut

Daniela was the first to speak, and she glanced at Fusco, "This is also within your expectations?"

She then sneered, "I knew all prophecies were unreliable. With such a powerful force, how could the snake of the world be killed?"

Fasco didn't speak but just stared at Hamza.

For the legendary number one apostle, this was the first time Roger met him. Among superhumans, his figure was not tall.

His hair was combed back meticulously, topped with an ancient aristocratic headdress, his lines were tough and his face was handsome, with a black sun mark in the center of his forehead.

And this imprint was exactly the same as Roger remembered.

The strangest thing is that his eyes, which seemed to communicate with the abyss of the world, showed a strange paleness in the center at this moment.

What he was wearing was not a heavy battle armor, but a well-tailored aristocratic costume, with black as the base and gold as the border.

Thick and solemn.

There is no need to speak, and no power is released. His appearance alone gives people a special feeling.

"It can be found here."

Staring at Hamza's weird pupils, Roger felt chills down his spine. If this guy is really as powerful as the rumors say, it will be very difficult to complete the task.

"You shouldn't be here..."

"Then where should I be? On the battlefield?"

Hamza smiled and squeezed the dark golden scepter in his hand.

"I really don't know what kind of madness you have gone into. Now that you have found your own body, who would let it go?"

He acted as if he was thinking, "Let me do the math, one, two, three...too many, why do you come to seek death one after another?"

"As long as I want, I can reach any place where the body is placed at any time. I have killed too many, and I am not even in the mood to remember your names."

"Hehe, let you youngsters charge forward while she hides behind, that woman is still as cautious as ever.

"

What Hamza said was calm, and everyone's hearts beat wildly when they heard it.

It turned out that the superhumans who carried out the final mission all died at the hands of Hamza. It seemed that the Mist Lord had already found all his bodies, but for some reason he failed to gather them together.

The dragon envoys in the Dragon Court knew nothing about this, and regarded it as the key to the entire battle.

In the end, what they thought was a complete and well-thought-out plan was nothing more than a self-inflicted trap.

Just thinking about that scene makes people feel desperate. After going through all kinds of hardships to reach the destination, what they are facing is a terrifying enemy who has been waiting for a long time.

If it is the heyday, maybe there is a fight.

But the journey and the energy consumed during the whole process, physical and mental double blows, facing such a Hamza, the battle has already failed before it even started.

"Okay, it's my last kindness to let you die to understand something."

"Let's begin then."

After speaking, Hamza stretched out his left hand, and there was a piercing scream in the air, and a black claw appeared beside Fasco.

click.

The entire space was crushed, but Hamza showed a trace of doubt on his face after a successful blow.

"not dead?"

"I see, you are the so-called Void Walker who claims to never be hunted down."

"Then let me see, can you escape from me?!"

The expression on Hamza's face became solemn, and at this moment, Fasco's voice sounded in everyone's minds.

"I'll hold him back, you guys find a way to go around and defeat that heart, don't forget, that's the purpose of our coming here!"

"I will not escape this battle, and will do everything possible to create opportunities for you."

"So please."

"Let my death have some value!"

Roger's face changed slightly. He thought that this trip would be extremely dangerous, but because of the so-called prophecy in the eyes of the snake of the world, Roger didn't realize that he would meet Hamza here.

To be honest, he is looking forward to it very much at this time, everything in front of him is predicted by the eyes of the snake of the world.

Because it means that Fasco may have been prepared for all this.

But if not, then you can only work hard.

The powerful perception told him that Hamza was definitely not the third ring.

"Give me that thing." It was Daniela who delivered the message.

The space trembled slightly, and an hourglass full of cracks appeared in Daniela's hands.

She took a deep breath, and a flash of determination flashed in her eyes, "I can't escape, but if you try hard, you may still have a chance."

"Don't waste my last strength."

After speaking, she smashed the hourglass in her hand with a little force.

Different from the previous ceremony, Daniela's palm was also shattered this time. The dense lines went all the way up through the wrist, through the elbow, gathered together after reaching the shoulder, and then exploded from inside her body.

The hourglass that was broken in the explosion refused, and then an eyeball-shaped logo appeared on the top of the hourglass.

But otherwise, Daniela had disappeared completely.

Her flesh and blood, soul and all her strength are integrated into this hourglass.

Ow!

It was Kaine who howled.

The mask on his face was cracked inch by inch, and a big hole was split in the back of his head, and the blood-stained hourglass spun into it.

Immediately afterwards, a colorful eyeball appeared in the center of his forehead.

The broken fragments condensed in the air, forming an ancient symbol, the last remaining bloodline, an ancient language that can be traced back countless years.

"Destruction Mark..."

Fusco sighed.

"This is a forbidden power that the Kaine race can only use once in a lifetime. He will mark his enemies and burn all driving power."

"The longer the time, the stronger the strength, the more serious the injury, the stronger the strength, and the closer to death, the stronger the strength!"

"This is the real destroyer."

"Whether it's to yourself or to others."

The communication between people seems to be slow, but in fact it is only a moment.

At this time, Fasco had already activated the power to confine the space around Hamza, and Kain roared and rushed in one direction, seemingly intending to cross over Hamza and attack the broken black sun.

Naturally, Roger was not idle. The demon hunter released the most powerful power. The lines on the spine of the sword were shining, and the light even affected the surrounding symbols. It almost made people think that two kinds of sword marks would erupt at the same time.

The bodies don't need to move, even ignoring the distance between each other, as long as the attack falls, Roger believes that he will be able to defeat the broken heart.

"What a weird confidence. Why do you each think you can beat me?"

"I have to admit, Fasco, you have almost reached the limit of your current level of mastery of space."

"Although I can't understand this kind of power, my power level is higher, and I can completely form a rule crush!"

While speaking, the black ring on the surface of Hamza's body expanded. The rich black seemed to be the darkest corner of the plane, but this force brought a sense of familiarity to Roger.

That's shadow.

Immediately after was the second ring, which was also extremely black, but violent and restless, like a flame in the abyss.

And then the third.

The black ring seems to be able to swallow all the light, heat and energy.

The changes are not over yet.

In the center of the three rings, there is also a burst of black energy, and then the fourth ring is formed.

The black ring that symbolizes Hamza's soul power!

four rings.

It seems to be unexpected, but also reasonable.

Everyone had imagined the power of Sihuan, but only when they faced it could they feel the deep sense of powerlessness.

Even if it wasn't the same rules, at this time the other forces around seemed to have been completely squeezed.

There is only darkness here.

Only Hamza.

Roger's attack fell but missed the shattered sun, because a pitch-black figure almost identical to Hamza blocked the broken heart.

Roger was familiar with this power.

The power of shadows.

He created another Hamza.

A fourth ring is already desperate.

two……

Even Fusco seems to have lost heart.

But at this moment, a roar frightened, it was Kain, and he was still striding forward to charge.

Hamza's rule suppression didn't seem to have any effect on him, the one eye on his forehead was blood red, and Roger could feel the power belonging to Daniela in it.

"Destroy, destroy, destroy!"

There is a special magical power in Kain's voice, and the direction he is heading is also extremely strange, as if he is wandering on the edge of the core of the battle.

But soon Roger understood Caine's purpose.

The breath of destruction erupted from his body, and then condensed at a certain point in the void, and the power collapsed inward. At this time, the voice of Faskojingxi also sounded in Roger's heart.

"It's Daniela's all-seeing eye, she can see through and see, she is helping us, helping us break Hamza's rule suppression!"

"Hamza's power is not complete, he is not the real four rings."

"We still have a chance!"

The moment the information was transmitted, Roger also launched an attack at the same time, and the target of his attack was exactly the same as that of Caine.

At this time, Hamza, who had been extremely calm, finally experienced emotional ups and downs for the first time.

Without any nonsense, he shot directly.

【Grip of Destruction】

Kain, who was the first to succeed, did not evade. After releasing his power, he took the initiative to meet Hamza's attack, as if he planned to use his body to buy time for others.

At the same time, the power of Roger and Fasco exploded one after another.

Blinding light and berserk energy.

Hamza was a little slower to react, and he even used his own shadow clone, but Kain gave everything he had.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Destroy, destroy, destroy!!"

"Destroy everything!"

The more severely injured he became, the crazier he became, and the strength he erupted also rose in a straight line.

This kind of improvement is simply unreasonable, perhaps this is also an extremely special rule, only referring to the original one.

Rumble.

The sky is falling apart.

The surrounding rules were shredded and shattered, turning the entire space into a place of disorder and chaos.

"Haha, now we are on the same starting line."

"We have four, you only have two!"

The result of the disorder of the rules is terrible, even Hamza has no way to find the energy rules that he can control in this chaos.

And all they can rely on now is themselves and the weapons in their hands.

Although Daniela is no longer there, and the energy breath belonging to her is gradually disappearing in the last burst of power, but at this time Fasco still stubbornly believes that Daniela is still fighting side by side with them.

"Four?"

Hamza sneered.

"Is that thing a living thing?"

Roger turned his head to the side, and then he saw Caine whose whole body was shattered to pieces, leaving only one head still holding on tenaciously.

He was still able to fight now not because of Kain's tenacity, but because of the accumulation of countless broken bones, and his head was placed on top.

Burned everything and fought for the last chance, but Kain was also on the verge of death under the mighty power of Hamza.

"This damned race should have been completely extinct long ago." Hamza snorted coldly.

The aura on his body faded, and Kain revealed his true face.

It was a middle-aged man who looked a bit simple and honest, and on his forehead were almost smashed eyeballs.

"I tried my best."

Kain said the first and last sentence, and then fell completely silent.

"It's just the two of you now."

Hamza sneered.

But at this time, losing control of the surrounding rules, Roger didn't show any panic on his face.

"It doesn't matter." He flicked the weapon in his hand and moved forward slowly.

"Be careful." Fasco reminded from the side.

Roger raised his head and stared sharply at Hamza not far away.

"I guess your shadow clone is just a false appearance. The surrounding rules have been disordered. He is not much different from the real shadow now."

"So what." Hamza snorted coldly, dealing with the two of you, I alone is enough.

"Hehe, I have the same idea."

Roger's fingers ran across the spine of the sword.

"The only person I can fear in terms of swordsmanship is dead."

After speaking, he rushed forward, and the weapon in his hand drew a trajectory, stabbing Hamza's throat.

"Do it!"

With a soft drink from Roger, Fasco will rush towards the black sun not far away.

"Want to leave?" Hamza snorted coldly and was about to pursue Fasco, but the next second a chill hit his neck.

He subconsciously retreated to block.

when!

puff!

Accompanied by the sound of metal impacting, a cloud of blood mist bloomed in the air.

Hamza opened his mouth, but no sound came out of his throat, because at the moment just now, his throat had been cut by Roger's long sword.

As long as his reaction is a little slower, then he may not have the chance to feel the pain at this moment again.

Fusco looked back distractedly during the run, and then saw a scene that shocked him extremely.

That sword seemed simple, but in the level of confrontation between Roger and Hamza, swordsmanship was no longer a simple move.

Sometimes the difference between victory and defeat can be determined by just the difference.

"We made it!"

"Danila, Cain, you didn't die in vain!"

With an extremely complicated mood, Fasco leaped high.

"No!" came Hamza's terrified voice behind him, accompanied by Roger's indifference.

"Boom!"

The broken heart shattered.

At this time, Roger also swept away the weapon in Hamza's hand, and pierced the long sword in his chest into his chest!

laugh!

when!

The sudden obstacle made Roger's face change drastically, and the next moment a powerful force exploded from Hamza's body.

Flesh was peeled off, and when the berserk power subsided, Roger saw the twisted and beating heart on the chest of the scarred Hamza.

"That's fake?"

"Hamza is the heart of the Mist Lord?!"

At this time, the dark heart was exposed, and the energy converged, and Hamza stood up expressionlessly.