hunter rule

The third floor of the church, entrance.

The cold girl wearing glasses hid behind the three-eyed cross statue, holding her breath and watching the dark demons gather together.

She made a low, panicked sound. If she fell from this high statue, it would only take a second for her to be torn into pieces by these weird monsters.

Gu Xintong's eyes were steady while thinking about her situation.

"With this level of demon density, it's obvious that I was transported to the depths of [Guen Church], the legendary cathedral."

Looking at the huge cross in the distance, this was Gu Xintong's judgment.

"The current situation...is a bit bad."

The girl pushed up her glasses.

There are so many demons that she cannot deal with.

Not to mention, vaguely in the shadow of the huge cross in the distance, there is a mysterious creature that seems to be sleeping.

About a hundred meters away from Gu Xintong's position, the malice emanating from that huge shadow was very real.

"[Two-Headed Priest]...?"

At this moment, a boy's voice came from next to Gu Xintong.

"What do we do now?"

Gu Xintong remembered that this guy had a very obvious feature, which was a flat head.

Among this batch, the only one who can pass the second stage of the trial is the one from the Church of the Goddess of Thorns.

"What's your name?" Gu Xintong asked softly.

The boy with a crew cut touched his head: "Classmate Gu Xintong is really cold and cold."

"My name is Kyoya..."

The boy's voice was very upright, making it difficult to be hostile.

He looked a little nervous at the moment, leaning against another statue of a three-eyed cross.

The priest's robe of thorns looked a little wrinkled.

Gu Xintong's calm face did not change at all.

"The current situation is very bad, so bad that... we don't need to do anything."

Gu Xinran's cold voice sounded: "Being transported to the third floor through the shunt wormhole is already an embarrassing situation. The only thing worse than this situation is to fall directly into the pile of monsters."

"What we have to do is wait for the trainee professionals who will lead us to arrive here."

Gu Xintong's eyes swept across the shadows ahead: "Before that, it's best to save your life."

"If we attract that guy's attention, we probably won't have a chance to survive."

There was almost no emotion in the girl's eyes, she just told the matter calmly.

"Well...that's right."

The boy named Kyoya had a strange look in his eyes, with a slight admiration, but it was fleeting.

Gu Xintong looked into the distance, but her peripheral vision swept across Kyoya.

A strange feeling spread in her chest.

………………

【Guen Church】, second floor.

The corridor is circular and surrounds the platform.

Two eyes peeked out from the stone bunkers on both sides.

"It's very bad."

Lou Haoran said calmly.

What appeared in front of the two of them at this moment were countless demons.

On the huge platform in front, dozens of [out of control] demons were moving rapidly in the distance as if they were having a bonfire party.

The polluted slime on the ground is getting thicker and thicker. Between the deacons and believers, several twisted and terrifying "Out-of-control Nuns" seem to be praying, in the center of the ring.

"Such a density of demons has exceeded the limit that we can handle."

Lou Haoran said coldly.

Zhao Guangli has always had some resistance to the boy next to him.

The aura emanating from his body was something that Zhao Guangli could not accept.

Sinister, terrifying, and unruly.

It is said that this guy is the only extraordinary person in the Lou family of Black Iron Castle's extraordinary power, and a standard rich second generation.

It's just that the feeling Zhao Guangli feels now is not that good.

Instead, he looked a little gloomy. Even though Lou Haoran had made some gestures of making friends, Zhao Guangli still felt that his expression was a little stiff, even...distorted.

"Then what should I do? Turn back?"

Zhao Guangli whispered: "I have already seen it. The roads back are all filled with out-of-control monsters. We are already trapped in this place."

"The only thing we can do is to wait for the trainee workers to arrive. This is the safest way."

In the empty and dark corridor, Lou Haoran nodded.

"Speaking of which, what is your relationship with classmate Gu Xintong?"

At this time, Lou Haoran suddenly spoke.

Zhao Guangli was stunned for a moment, obviously he had not completed the rapid change of topic from life-saving to gossip.

"What's the relationship? I have nothing to do with her."

Lou Haoran raised his head: "Such a beautiful girl, you have nothing to do with her?"

"Just an ordinary classmate." Zhao Guangli thought for a while and said.

Although Gu Xintong is indeed beautiful, at least from any angle, Zhao Guangli and Gu Xintong have no real relationship.

Zhao Guangli's figure was reflected in Lou Haoran's eyes, and a hint of malice flashed in his eyes.

"Classmate Lou Haoran, you seem to be very interested in her?"

Zhao Guangli looked at the black-armored boy in front of him and said.

"Have it?"

Lou Haoran smiled.

"There's none?"

A flash of thought flashed in Zhao Guangli's eyes.

Something doesn't look right about this guy.

At this moment, Lou Haoran was holding the hilt of the sword on his right side, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

Zhao Guangli already had an indifferent expression, but he slightly raised his deerstalker hat in order to see clearly the view ahead.

"It seems like you've had enough pretense?"

Zhao Guangli said.

"really."

The face of this black-armored boy gradually began to distort, even with some exaggerated expressions.

"I originally wanted to find a chance to kill that bitch in [the church], but I didn't expect to meet you."

Lou Haoran's voice was sinister and frightening, exuding some unusual aura of shock, and a dark substance was flowing around him.

"I wanted to give it a try, but it seems like you don't want to continue acting."

Lou Haoran's cold voice sounded: "From now on, even when there are no demons, you are still holding the crossbow-shaped weapon in your hand tightly... What are you thinking about, Zhao Guangli?"

Zhao Guangli's face turned cold.

"do you know?"

"I just checked the bodies of Qianyu and Qianliu. You may not know that I have a similar habit of looking for information."

"The wounds on the heads of those two people were very delicate and smooth, with almost no obstructions. This is something that [Runaway Deacon] cannot do."

Zhao Guangli gently raised the crossbow blade in his hand: "The weapons in the deacon's hands are all rusty and worn-out knives, which cannot achieve such an effect at all."

"I took a guess, it was you who did it?"

Zhao Guangli pointed at Lou Haoran.

Lou Haoran was stunned for a moment, and a distorted and exaggerated smile appeared on his face. His ferocious face faced Zhao Guangli, and he drew out the long sword from his waist.

"What a funny guy."

"I was really careless in [Guen Church]."

The young man in black armor raised his head slightly, with unmistakable malice.

"The demons in [Guen Church] are all good, but... they don't know how to deal with corpses."

Lou Haoran's voice was cold, without any warmth.

"Now that you've discovered it, then..."

"Just go die."

"Don't worry...your little girlfriend will go down to accompany you soon."