hunter rule

【Three-Headed Priest】.

Official level demon.

A huge and twisted body, three weird heads, a demon that exudes curses all the time.

At this moment, under the obstruction of the three professionals, there was no discomfort.

Boom!

It stretched out its right hand, and a strange and vicious repulsive force spiraled out from the center. Before Baker could react in the center, the fighting spirit was directly broken through.

Drive straight in.

Within a second, his heart was crushed instantly.

Baker preceded in death.

There is no room for resistance.

Neither Lu Lie nor Connor showed any expressions, and they had no other emotions to make more expressions at this moment.

Now there is only one thing they have to do.

Stop [Three-Headed Priest].

Even if it's just for a second.

Zhao Guangli struggled to stand up. He felt that the mental tear in his body was slightly weakened, and he leaned against the wall.

Baker also died first.

It is such a reality in this world.

The reality is that even trainee professionals can die so easily.

For Zhao Guangli, this was an incredible thing.

But it makes sense.

That is an official level monster.

Zhao Guangli didn't know what official level was, but he knew that any kind of demon that he couldn't resist could be counted as official level.

Those guys can kill themselves easily.

Damn it.

Zhao Guangli pushed open the church door and walked down the stairs.

Behind the door, there was a huge roar.

There was a mixture of fighting and spite.

There were severed limbs and blood everywhere on the ground, including those from demons and professionals.

Some were still warm, but no one was alive.

There were many corpses wearing night watchmen, Oak Academy, and church uniforms. Although they were no longer complete, Zhao Guangli still called them corpses.

Zhao Guangli's eyes were a little dazed.

"in the end."

Zhao Guangli held on to the handrails of the church and looked at the murals in the distance.

The three-eyed demon is watching me.

"Nothing has changed at all."

Zhao Guangli looked into the distance with a pale face.

His body trembled and his hands trembled.

The crossbow blade immediately fell to the ground, rolled over the corpse, and dropped to the bottom of dozens of steps.

The red and black crossbow blade wandered in the sea of ​​corpses.

"Nothing has changed."

"I am still the same Zhao Guangli."

Zhao Guangli's voice was weak.

Zhao Guangli had almost forgotten the memories of the previous world.

When I was at the Zhao family's ancestral home, I thought about it.

No matter what, Zhao Guangli was able to clearly realize his cowardice, but it was not a big deal.

Anyone can be scared.

There is two levels difference between a semi-professional and a formal demon. Running away is a normal thing and no one will blame me.

only……

why?

Zhao Guangli was a little stunned.

Among the broken corpses on the ground, Zhao Guangli saw many familiar faces, most of them were guys he couldn't name.

boom!

A huge roar and malicious whispers sounded from the door behind.

[Three-Headed Priest] He could easily kill Lu Lie and Connor, but he didn't.

Connor was carrying Lu Lie, whose legs had been cut off, and was trying hard to deal with the priest.

It is said to be a roundabout thing, but in essence, Connor also understands it.

[Three-Headed Priest] Just the pressure of his momentum can easily kill two people.

After becoming an official demon, the priest seemed to have gained a certain degree of intelligence, which gave the demon a feeling of revenge.

Lu Lie who had caused harm to it.

must……

He must also be allowed to taste what despair is.

Let him die painfully in despair.

[Three-Headed Priest] One of the heads sneered, and the abnormal emotion was transmitted to Lu Lie's mind through the air.

Lu Lie could feel the pain in his head, depression, and turbidity, and was completely unable to think.

Severe pain came through.

not far away.

Gu Xintong and Jingya.

For some unknown reason, from beginning to end, [Three-Headed Priest]’s curse and damage did not radiate to either of them.

At this moment, the two of them were witnessing what was happening.

The anxiety on Jingya's face became more and more intense: "What... what should I do..."

"Can?"

Gu Xintong's indifferent gaze fell on the center of the battlefield.

"cannot."

"Lu Lie and Connor are dead."

There was almost no emotion in the girl's voice, as if these people had nothing to do with her.

"this……"

Kyoya was momentarily stuck.

"Official-level monsters can only be fought by formal professionals of the same level."

Gu Xintong's fingers on her right hand went around her hair.

"Professionals at the trainee level cannot overcome the level barrier."

"The best thing to do now is to run."

"Leave Black Iron Castle."

Gu Xintong's words were extremely cold. The girl stood in front of the relief with cold eyes.

"Black Iron Castle, it's over."

"For such a long time, the top officials of Black Iron Castle's official forces have not continued to send formal professionals here. This only proves one thing."

"There are no formal professionals in Black Iron Castle now."

"With no one to suppress [Priest], the official level will pollute the entire Black Iron Castle. Everything here will be destroyed and become a new disaster zone."

There was no emotion in Gu Xintong's voice.

Kyoya's expression was a little strange at the moment.

"Those ordinary people, as well as your relatives and friends..."

"They will all die in this disaster."

"Why, classmate Gu Xintong..."

Gu Xintong's back was turned to Kyoya, her slim figure not wavering in the majesty.

"There is no reason."

"Those guys..."

"It has never had anything to do with me." Gu Xintong looked at the two abused professionals in the distance, and said in a gentle and pleasant voice: "No one has anything to do with me."

"no matter who."

"I only care about strong power."

The corners of Kyoya's mouth slowly raised, and his voice became a little weird.

"Classmate Gu Xintong...you are so, so interesting."

His expression suddenly changed.

………………

Boom!

Lu Lie fell to the ground and could no longer move.

After losing the diversion scepter and consuming all the spiritual energy, the energy mage is not much different from ordinary people.

He has already lost all fighting power.

At this moment, Lu Lie watched in despair as Connor was lifted up by the [Three-headed Priest], and his right hand full of wrinkles and long nails gently penetrated the night watchman's abdomen.

The knight's powerful vitality kept Connor alive, but he was already unconscious.

"Go...go to hell..."

The three heads seemed tired of playing, and their voices turned cold.

The nails become as sharp as knives.

Directly to Connor's heart.

Lu Lie gritted his teeth and banged his head on the ground hard.

"hateful."

"hateful."

"Damn it!"

Click!

At this time, two saw chain knives flew from a distance and clasped on the right hand of [Three-Headed Priest].

In the distance, Gu Xintong's eyes moved.

Lu Lie tried hard to raise his head.

A young man wearing a deerstalker hat leaned against the wall with a pale face.

"Occasionally I have to do something... that I don't think I would do."

Zhao Guangli raised his deerstalker hat and whispered.

[Black Hunter] Lift up.

The chain knife locked onto the priest and then dragged him hard.

The next second, the priest directly dragged Zhao Guangli back.

Tear!

"Damn it!"

The chain knife surged, its sharp edge emitting cold light flowed through the air, and struck towards the priest's head.

"You... ugly monster..."

Lu Lie shouted loudly: "Zhao Guangli!"

"return!"

Semi-class versus formal class.

boom!

The next second, Zhao Guangli was glared at by the [Three-Headed Priest].

Immediately, it fell to the ground, bloody and bloody.

The priest casually threw the dying Connor aside, and the tall, three-headed old priest who exuded a terrifying aura slowly walked up to Zhao Guangli.

Depressing, painful, bizarre, scary!

All the negative emotions came flooding back.

Only the [Black Hunter] could be heard whining.

"Tsk, [Black Hunter] has a bad temper. Look, now I meet... someone with an even worse temper."

Zhao Guangli thought so.

Die here...

Actually it doesn't matter.

The story ends here.

[Three-Headed Priest] raised his hand, full of endless malice, and Zhao Guangli's skin and body felt completely separated.

Gu Xintong shook his head.

In the last sight, there was the weird smile of the three-headed old man.

Snap.

Snap.

At this moment, footsteps sounded in the passage.

The cadence, the sound and spacing of each step are exactly the same.

"well done."

A cold and gentle voice sounded, like ripples in the water.

"It's already..."

"never mind."