hunter rule

This is!

At this moment, Lou Haoran firmly grabbed the saw chain extended by Zhao Guangli, and then applied force.

The saw chain dragged Zhao Guangli, and he was instantly smashed against the wall on the other side.

"Very strange."

Zhao Guangli coughed twice and reluctantly got up from the ground.

"what happened?"

Logically speaking, the curse should have hit.

Why does Lou Haoran seem to have no effect at all?

At this moment, Lou Haoran let go of his hand and the saw chain quickly returned to Zhao Guangli's crossbow blade.

"Is this the curse you used to defeat Sheldon?"

"really."

A sinister smile appeared on Lou Haoran's stern face.

"That's all."

Lou Haoran stepped on the pollution on the ground, and the black armor on his body gradually revealed a faint starlight.

"The power of curse is originally a low-level ability."

"The hatred of life, the fear of the perpetrators, these things are fragile and powerless against the great glory."

Lou Haoran placed his left hand in front of his chest, and a pale light shot out from his chest.

The armor on his chest was stained with a layer of gray, and it sounded like footsteps stepping on mud.

"My armor has received blessings from the church priests. It cannot be affected by inferior curses like yours."

There was obvious ridicule on Lou Haoran's face, telling Zhao Guangli's overestimation of his capabilities.

"Zhao Guangli."

"Actually, I've heard of you. Before you became a professional, you seemed to be the most famous joke in Oak College."

Zhao Guangli supported his body with his palms and did not respond.

"The cursed hunter family... is really ridiculous."

Lou Haoran held the long sword in his hand.

"A guy like you can actually fight with me in front of me."

"At least I think it's your honor, isn't it?"

Zhao Guangli laughed twice and leaned down slightly: "I don't think so."

An unknown wind blew between them, and the muddy and terrifying pollution on the ground vaguely reflected their faces.

Clang!

The next second, Lou Haoran's long sword and Zhao Guangli's saw chain blade collided.

Zhao Guangli's expression remained unchanged, and a huge force extended from the side along his elbow.

The saw chain knife was thrown away, and the long sword passed through the gap in the blade and passed directly through Zhao Guangli's shoulder.

Blood spattered and a sharp pain erupted from Zhao Guangli's wound.

Can't fight in close combat!

Zhao Guangli took two steps back.

This is the conclusion he came to.

As a mid-range and long-range profession, hunters are at a disadvantage in close combat with knights.

In such a narrow area, it is not suitable for Zhao Guangli to perform.

The most powerful curse power was restrained by Lou Haoran.

The Church of Glory is originally the best at fighting against filth and curses.

"What's wrong, are you scared?"

Lou Haoran's expression was crazy and terrifying, and his originally handsome face looked particularly gloomy at this moment.

"You look now..."

Zhao Guangli spat out two mouthfuls of blood: "You don't look like a devout believer."

"Pious?"

The corners of Lou Haoran's mouth twitched, as if he was smiling in a twisted way.

His tone of voice was disgusting and did not match his handsome appearance.

"I have never believed in the God of Glory."

Under the dark light, Lou Haoran's face looked like a demon.

"I am just a symbol of my family's surrender to the Glory Church..."

"Unlike those pure believers, the Glory Church only recognizes me because of my ability."

"What a glorious god, what a great god..."

"It's of no use to me."

"Only your own strength is the most important."

Lou Haoran shouted while holding a long sword and approaching Zhao Guangli.

"No one in this generation of new members of the church can be my opponent."

"nobody……"

"Even that bitch..."

Lou Haoran recalled that night.

That humiliating scene.

The white beam of light penetrated through his chest, and there was despair that he didn't want to admit, but it did exist.

At this moment, it broke out.

The long sword exploded instantly.

"Symbol [Slash]."

Veins popped out on Lou Haoran's arm, and then they were cut out.

Poof!

The slash cut across the ground, making a booming sound.

Zhao Guangli jumped up slightly and grabbed the raised part of the relief.

"Really...like a fly."

Lou Haoran's expression was extremely terrifying.

"You're not afraid of attracting those monsters here."

Zhao Guangli wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. The scar on his right shoulder was no longer bleeding at this moment.

"An abnormal guy like you..."

Zhao Guangli spoke slowly.

Lou Haoran was stunned.

"Do you talk so much?"

At this time, Lou Haoran's handsome pupils dilated.

A sharp blade has appeared in front of Lou Haoran.

This time it’s not a chain saw!

It was the blade that shot out from the center of the crossbow-like weapon.

As fast as a thunderbolt.

The blade slashed across Lou Haoran's armor, causing a crack in the armor.

At the same time, the sound of the chain saw falling to the ground was heard.

Like a gear turning, the saw chain is pulled.

[Black Hunter] exuded a dangerous aura, which made Lou Haoran particularly fearful.

"go to hell!"

Lou Haoran's muscles drove the long sword to slash out, and his body showed the aura of a knight.

The king of melee combat in the Sky Drive Alliance and the most powerful knight.

That unparalleled physical strength far exceeds all professions.

The blade in front was struck by the long sword and completely twisted.

The blade shattered on the ground and turned into fragments glowing with white light.

Lou Haoran was stunned when the explosive fighting spirit came from a distance. At this moment, an anxious mood suddenly surged into his heart.

This is……

curse!

Lou Haoran's expression changed drastically.

"How is it possible? I have armor that can resist the curse! How is it possible?"

After a moment's pause, Zhao Guangli's expressionless face appeared in front of Lou Haoran.

"Speaking of which, my curse is no ordinary curse."

Saw chain and blade separate.

Zhao Guangli reached out and held the sharp blade in his hand.

"hateful!"

"Damn it!"

The blade slashed across Lou Haoran's throat, and blood spurted out.

Solid feel.

The smell of warm blood, and the incredulous expression of the handsome young man in the field of vision.

"After you die, you will probably go to eternal hell, right?"

Zhao Guangli's words seemed to be a question.

In the teachings of the Glorious Church, eternal hell is the world of evildoers.

The evil people there will have the characteristics of eternal life, but they will have to accept the most painful torture and will never be able to enter reincarnation.

At this moment, a fountain of blood appeared in front of Zhao Guangli.

Zhao Guangli took two steps back and took a breath.

Lou Haoran... is certain to die.

The scenery in front of me turned into a human fountain.

Still extremely impactful.

Zhao Guangli frowned slightly.

Something doesn't seem right about the situation at this moment.

The burst of blood seemed to be flowing impurely, gradually turning from bright red to a strange dark color.

At this time, a fragmented and vague whisper came into Zhao Guangli's ears.

That cold feeling, as if someone was singing a painful and desperate song in the dark.

"I understand..."

"I understand everything."

In the darkness, the twisted shadow stood up again, its body looking a little rickety.

"That guy was right."

"Only when you are different from ordinary people...can you become strong."

"Abnormality is...normal."