hunter rule

Zhao Guangli felt that he was still too young.

Originally, he meant that he already knew what a demon was.

But when he saw the scene in front of him, he realized that he was not clear about it.

【Two-Headed Priest】......

No.

Now he is the [Three-Headed Priest].

The demon in front of him had reached a level that Zhao Guangli could not describe.

I couldn't stand up and felt goosebumps stand up just by looking at it.

A chaotic thought emerged, and even the face of [Three-Headed Priest] began to blur.

It is really blurry, as if it is a species in two worlds, and the extremely strong repressive force fills the entire [Guen Church].

Zhao Guangli just glanced at this demon and his body was almost out of control.

Whisper!

Whisper!

Countless vicious words swirled in Zhao Guangli's mind.

"Li Ruibela...Li Ruibela..."

"Deia Torres... Dia Torres..."

The sounds kept coming, and the terror began to swirl.

Zhao Guangli gritted his teeth, staggered, and fell to the ground.

He is really too close to [Three-Headed Priest].

The skin began to turn black and the burning sensation became more and more intense.

Too strong.

This level...

This level.

"Formal level."

Mr. Baker was very calm now.

The feeling of calm can be almost the same as despair.

"Official level demon."

Connor's voice was trembling. As a night watchman who had experienced many battles, his voice was also a little trembling at this moment.

"[Three-Headed Priest] has reached the official level."

The white-haired boy looked at the scenery in front of him, looking completely intoxicated.

His body trembled slightly, as if he was enjoying the afterglow of an orgasm.

"The special monster in the out-of-control sequence is finally completed."

The young man seemed to have accomplished something important and finished his homework, with a smile on his face.

He looked at the dilapidated church with narrowed eyes and opened his hands.

Deep in the thin, white hands, there was a faint flash of psychic energy.

"What a blessing."

"You can encounter such interesting things in such a small place."

"When I get back, I will definitely tell Davya."

"whee."

The white-haired boy walked delicately on the top relief of the cathedral, with spiritual energy faintly flashing crazily in it.

Countless threads were entangled in his hands, and at this moment, his eyes moved slightly.

Huh.

………………

What exactly is the concept of formal level?

What level of combat effectiveness does it represent?

The [Three-Headed Priest] in front of him should be able to answer Zhao Guangli's question.

The formal level is a realm above the trainee level. For Zhao Guangli, it is too early to be exposed to such a level.

only……

Now I can't help myself anymore.

The strong pressure distorts everything.

Clear all obstacles on the path.

A huge demonic aura filled the entire church and spread out in all directions.

Huge black clouds formed.

Horrible, abnormal, bizarre.

Southern Street, Jike.

Jike raised his head and looked at the black clouds extending in the distance.

The pitch-black depth gives people a sense of resentment and sorrow.

"Today's weather is so bad. What's the situation? Logically speaking, the sun should be shining in the past few days."

Jike muttered, looking at the scenery and scratching his head.

Northern block, outside the machinery factory.

"what's going on."

"Black cloud, what is that?"

"It feels very uncomfortable."

"What are you looking at? Are the parts completed? Are you still wasting time here?"

The workers just glanced at the situation in the distance and then got into their serious work.

In the piece-rate Heitiebao Machinery Factory, time is money to these workers.

No one has trouble with money.

Yuna's little shop.

"Is it going to rain?"

Through the glass window, Yuna wiped the glass inside while looking at the sky.

The sky was strangely gloomy, as if it would rain heavily in the next second, as if a thunder god sounded from the distance, and it would suddenly be deafening.

Boom!

The entire dark sky seemed to be torn apart.

The roaring sound was accompanied by some raindrops.

Then it grew bigger, and then, it fell to the ground.

Tick ​​tock tick.

Central urban area.

Champagne Cork Office, front room.

"Teacher, something is not right."

The ponytail girl Sally looked at the dark clouds in the distance and frowned.

Even wild dogs on the roadside can sense that unusual smell.

"Something is not quite right."

Dunn put down the coffee cup in his hand, opened the window, and looked south.

"What day is it today?"

"It seems that the night watchman from the city hall led a team to clear the [Guen Church]."

Dunn frowned.

"There shouldn't be any problem."

"[Two-Headed Priest] has just been born, so there is no chance of an accident happening."

Dunn's expression looked worried.

Why do I always feel like I have heart palpitations?

So what happened.

Dunn frowned and closed the books in his hands.

town Hall.

"The second team of the Night Watch has lost contact."

"The leader of the professional team at Oak College has lost contact."

"Professionals of the Glorious Church have lost contact."

Michael's face was grim and his voice was grim: "Notify the three major forces."

"An unexpected incident occurred in the [Guen Church] suppression plan."

"Mr. Michael, what should we do now?"

"Do you want to inform the old man?"

A staff member next to me whispered.

Michael had a complicated expression on his face.

"Old man...and Dean Cass of Oak College..."

"I left Black Iron Castle one day ago."

The staff member was stunned, and his pupils dilated instantly.

"Mr. Michael, what do you mean!"

Michael stood up: "Currently, Black Iron Castle does not have decisive combat power."

"An accident occurred at [Guen Church], I'm afraid..."

Michael did not say the next words,

He just looked out the window in the distance.

In fact, the residents of Black Iron Castle just regard the current situation as an ordinary cloudy day. They may curse or be happy, but they still regard this day as an ordinary day.

They would simply buy a sandwich from the store for lunch and breathe in the fresh air effortlessly.

The residents of Black Iron Castle are enjoying a moment of tranquility in the stable area as a matter of course.

This kind of tranquility has been here for too long.

It's been so long that even people themselves have forgotten it.

The gangsters of the Hyena Gang still do their dirty work, and they are proud of it and never tire of it.

In the corner of the lower town on the southern street.

A gangster with a hyena gang tattoo was throwing a knife in his hand and punching and kicking a local businessman who couldn't repay the loan shark.

"No one dares to mess with our hyena gang, you have to think clearly."

The gangster said viciously.

At this moment, he didn't notice that a black smoke was drifting over.

The timid businessman on the ground turned pale and the whites of his eyes began to turn faintly black.

"Hey, did you hear that?"

The gangster kicked him.

Waiting for him was a pair of scarlet eyes.

It was as if a haggard and terrifying old man was looking straight at him.