Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

The orange-red flames extinguished in the rain, and Gehrman in mid-air swung his blade, dragging the white lightning, and slammed it towards John's neck.

Seeing this, the panic in "Hunter"'s eye control disappeared in an instant, and instead there was a touch of jokes, and he immediately prayed to his own demigods for strength in the spiritual network, and the surface of his skin was suddenly as hard as steel.

The "Hunter"'s beast-like reaction speed was vividly reflected at this moment. The moment before the long blade slashed to the neck, John dragged out the afterimage with his left hand, and held the blade with his backhand.

With a sneer on his face, his experience drove him to take down the adventurer, but his keen spiritual intuition gave the exact opposite answer.

With the help of the fulcrum of the long knife, Klein's left hand was instantly dyed with bright golden eyes, full of majesty, and the thick shadow on the top of the long knife suddenly surged wildly.

"Interrogator", "Mental Piercing"!

Against Beyonders with skin as hard as steel like "living corpses", the damage at the spiritual level is obviously more effective.

John screamed suddenly, only to feel a sharp knife stabbed into his head, stirring his fragile brain.

But soon the pain was spread to every man in black, from the pain of evisceration to only frowning trauma.

However, the damage can be transferred, but the humiliation of the "hunter" being nearly killed by the "prey" will not.

John knew very well that if he hadn't relied on Marshal Sirte's spiritual network just now, the adventurer on the opposite side would definitely seize the opportunity to kill him.

"Go to hell!"

The "Hunter"'s anger ignited itself, and the blossoming fire crows emerged out of thin air, and the dense heat source instantly surrounded Klein, who had already fallen to the ground, and the long blade in his hand was converted into a hammer.

Klein stared at the fire that occupied the horizon like a red star, snapped his fingers, and let the scorching heat engulf him. With the help of the flame of the fire crow, he flashed and jumped, avoiding the attack range.

Immediately afterwards, countless fireballs were thrown from all directions, and a blazing white spear condensed in the palm of John's hand with clear anger in his eyes, and whistled out.

Klein's eyes almost froze, and he flipped his wrist and threw a dozen cards all around.

The dazzling white light lit up the mountainside, echoing the silver-white thunder in the air. In the sea of ​​​​flame, the figure of the adventurer Mo Hu disappeared from time to time, and Danitz, who was pressed to the ground by the man in black, was shocked.

With a gloomy face, John looked at the figure in the firelight, hesitated for a moment, and half raised his palm.

Suddenly, the men in black who were originally guarding both sides of the passenger line quickly separated in half and rushed towards the sea of ​​fire that they had ignited.

The heavy rain weakened the natural advantages of the "hunters", but it did not take away their experience and consciousness.

The four separated from the team ran quickly, palms facing the sea of ​​fire, or weaving long whips, or condensing fireballs, or summoning fire crows, or igniting fire snakes.

As soon as Klein landed, two fiery fiery snakes wriggled and attacked, instantly building two high walls of flaming flames.

And behind him, the scarlet long whip passed through the wall of fire and slashed towards the adventurer's legs, and the fireball hit directly, followed by the scorching crows that covered the sky.

All-round three-dimensional fire!

As expected of a professional "Hunter" group... Klein's left hand changed colors, with orange and red occupying most of it, and with his right palm with a hazy white light, he opened a smooth path in the air.

"sun!"

The pure-colored floating flame instantly enveloped Klein's body. The sacred fire was different from the flames of the "Hunters", and it was unaffected even in the rain.

Klein snapped his fingers, and the extremely compressed pure gold fire wave suddenly spread, colliding with the red and fierce.

boom!

The unimaginable temperature exploded in the air. John, who was standing on the spot, squinted his eyes slightly, but his hand half-raised in the air was completely raised. The scattered "hunters" also became alert again, and the palm of his hand raised the temperature again.

But this time, they didn't wait for the figure of the adventurer to emerge from which corner. Between the electric light and flint, a jet of darkness pierced the raging fire with an irresistible force, and went straight to John's face.

"Hunter" snorted coldly, stepped back calmly, and precisely avoided the attack of the shadow.

A mace of complete shadow slammed into the ground, causing layers of cracks.

A thick muffled sound resounded in the hearts of every creature present, like the roar of their alter ego.

"Fall."

The note wrapped around the hammer handle ignited flames, and the adventurer who had just jumped 200 meters with the help of the flames completely escaped the battlefield and fought for a chance to adjust for himself, returned, and picked up the heavy black heavy hammer.

The sound of the simulated "blasphemous language" reverberated along the long-lasting echoes on the surface. The adventurer raised his left hand slightly, the surface was golden and dull, and Tong Kong's shrunk eyes locked all the objects in front of him.

"Longwei!"

Suddenly, John, the man in black, and a larger number of passengers screamed at the same time, and their hands were chaotically dancing, hugging their heads tightly.

They seem to be looking directly at extreme fear, and this illusion is about to come close to reality under the group effect.

Klein watched all of this, and without hesitation, switched to the herding soul again. At the same time that his left hand was dyed golden, he struck down with a heavy hammer in his right hand, causing echoes on the ground again.

"distortion!"

The lightning that appeared in Klein's eyes exploded invisibly, and fairness was given to every "hunter" in black. The severe pain from the soul made these people step back, and the shrill screams infected those ordinary people who were shrouded in the aftermath. People are more panic.

If it is normal, the "Dragon Might" and "Mental Piercing" of the seventh level of the sequence certainly cannot have any fatal impact on these professional "hunters".

But I don’t know if it’s just luck or not, Sirte’s mental network did not work at this time. Under the pressure of Klein’s frequent use of “blasphemous words” to expand the attack range and manipulate the enemy’s emotions, these” The hunter" was unable to fight back for a while.

It's not their fault either. For normal Beyonders, the cooperation of "devil", "psychiatrist", and "interrogator" is a fantasy.

Klein quickly ran forward, stepping on the ground to shake, and the heavy hammer left a bright spot of fire on the surface.

boom!

The blazing white spear shot out loudly, and John, whose face was terrifying due to severe pain, raised his arm with difficulty. Although he couldn't aim as accurately as usual, and had insight into the opponent's fatal weakness, he still insisted on throwing the flame out of his palm.

Shadows surged wildly in his hand, Klein stared at the oncoming blazing white, slammed his right hand, and the pitch black instantly built a round shield in front of him, rubbing the top of the spear as if he had a premonition and flashing in dislocation. Just stopped for a while and then ran wild again.

Running at a high speed, the distance between John and Klein was shortened to only two meters for a while.

At this distance, even though the spiritual warning has begun to sound loudly, and even though the surrounding voices have indicated that the other "hunters" have gotten rid of the pain caused by "Dragon Might" and "spiritual penetration", Klein still did not stop moving, instead His left hand clenched his fist and struck the shield surface, causing bursts of muffled noises, and two lightning bolts flashed again as his eyes switched to grazing souls.

"Spiritual Penetration", "Death"!

The two attacks at almost zero distance were entangled with each other, and while piercing John's brain, they gave him the evil curse that burned his soul.

"Hunter" persisted hard, and the turbid blood couldn't stop gushing out from the seven orifices, and the large whites of his eyes were turned out.

But even so, he still did not lose consciousness, and his eyes that were hard to focus showed endless resentment, even if this emotion would be used by "devil".

Klein stared at this vicious gaze, his tense face suddenly twisted, and he turned his wrist while hitting back at his opponent with a crazier smile. The heavy hammer dragged on the ground instantly turned into a long blade, and he stabbed into the "Hunter" neatly. chest.

Roaring and roaring behind him, but the adventurer seems to have not sensed the scorching fire behind him. His face is still with that crazy smile. With a twist of his hands holding the hilt of the knife, he drives the boiling shadow to breathe out a huge amount of flames. , burned through the middle of John's chest.

Two scorching fires with completely different origins both hit the target, but one pierced the enemy's heart in keeping with its mission, while the other, more spectacular fire, just burned to the ground, and quickly extinguished and disappeared under the rain.

The shadows crawling on the ground slowly gathered, relying on the hilt of the knife inserted into the charred corpse's chest, kneading it into a human shape little by little.

The adventurer with a slight burn on his body looked around, and the hunger that devoured his body instantly swept all around him.

The "hunters" looked at the palm of the adventurer's left hand with the illusory blood mouth open, and watched it draw out the captain's spirituality, chewing his flesh and blood.

Feeling the fullness from the "creeping hunger", Klein, who had a crazy smile on his lips, turned his head to the side, looked at the "hunters" with flames in his hands without fear, and opened his arms like a hug. Arms, like the "magician" performing on the stage, bowed to the surroundings.

"I'm sorry, everyone."

"If one of you was a 'witch' just now, I might be finished."

"After all... the flame of the 'Hunter' is not hot enough for the spirit body."

During the "repentance", Klein mischievously blinked his right eye, and his left palm, which was blushing on the surface, clapped with the long blade of his right hand without warning.

"Fall!"

Witnessing the tragic death of the captain and the resentment accumulated by the opponent's provocation was instantly ignited by the maliciousness of the "devil", the "hunters" suddenly became frantic, and the blood in their eyes completely blinded their reason.

Numerous fiery attacks attacked Klein, and he just glanced at it and ignited himself decisively. He used the "reaper" who had just been grazing to ignite flames out of thin air in many places. The thin figure was like a ghost in the rainy night, and suddenly appeared in the In front of the "Hunter" closest to him.

He looked at these mid-sequence "hunters", as if he was looking at the Beyonder characteristics that couldn't speak. The straight-handled long blade expanded as the shadow boiled and turned into a sickle, followed by a blazing white flame that covered the sickle. Blade body.

The flames were mixed in the rain, acting as a springboard for Klein to jump, and the flames expanded and spread as the adventurer flashed again and again.

In the majestic rain, Klein frantically waved his scythe, keenly grasped the obvious fatal weakness on the enemy's spiritual body, and sent him to death with precision again and again.

In just over ten seconds, he eliminated two more "hunters", and the "hunters" who escaped from the adventurer's sickle were also more or less covered in scorch and burns.

One of the "conspirators" in the team could no longer care about the trespassing and subsequent torture, and tried to communicate directly with the real leader of the team - Marshal Sirte.

But at that time, the spiritual network that communicated with each other was extremely silent at this time, and urgent help was lost. Until now, the "hunters" were horrified to discover that the spiritual link between themselves and the marshal had long been broken, and they could no longer prepare for exams and rely on it!

The marshal would not... A disrespectful thought of terror flashed through the "conspirator"'s mind, but he quickly denied the conjecture.

The marshals must live, at least until they leave this **** island!

As for the broken spiritual link, it might be because the marshal has already entered the hidden ruins on this island, as long as he persists until the marshal returns... "Conspiracy" flashed a hint of determination in his eyes, and immediately shouted to his companions :

"Withdraw the ship and wait for the Marshal to respond!"

His proposal was quickly approved by all his companions with actions, and none of the "hunters" hesitated on this order that was not an order.

Under the pursuit of flames and sickles, the "hunters" who were still detaining many passengers just now ignored the bodies of their companions and fled in a hurry.

The last flame swept across the night sky and burned in the crowd. The surface of his body was obviously burned. Klein, whose spirituality was more than half consumed, had a stiff smile on the corner of his mouth.

He kicked Danitz, who was slumped on the ground. The icy children mixed with scarlet and dark brown stared at the pirate's brain who had just recovered from "Dragon Power".

After looking at him for a moment, Klein retracted his gaze, the illusory **** mouth on his left hand swallowed the remaining corpse in an instant, and pointed to the surrounding passengers.

"Bring all the passengers together and go to the house near the dock."

Danitz, who witnessed the adventurer crushing the entire "Hunter" team, trembled, swallowed hard, and retorted regardless of his life:

"Don't get close to the house!"

"Why?" Klein's eyes became obviously cold.

"Because there are customs here," Danitz kept gesturing with both hands, trying to make the adventurer better understand what he meant. "The customs here are most likely related to some kind of occult rules."

"They claim that going out at night will encounter misfortune and monsters, but have you seen monsters now!"

Danitz gasped for breath. He didn't know whether there were tears or rain in the corners of his eyes. He felt that he might really be dying.

Klein looked sideways at the sparsely lit town under the mountainside. The gold coins that appeared in his fingertips fluttered and flipped, and finally landed in the center of Klein's palm.

Danitz is right.

Bansi Port does have a custom to publicize that you will encounter evil spirits and monsters when you go out at night.

But at this time in the small town, on the mountainside, except for the "hunters" who were driven by unknown interests, more terrifying than monsters, and lacking in humanity, Klein did not feel a kind of evil.

If the so-called danger is not outside... Klein's child hole suddenly shrank, and the long blade in his hand burst into flames with the owner's emotions.

In the heavy rain, in the vast distance in the darkness, by the light of the shrine, Klein saw a group of robed figures walking slowly out of the Church of Storms. The leading middle-aged man looked as usual. , I can't see much evil, but behind him, under the hood of every figure is empty, flowing with a trickle of red.

Danitz is right, danger is coming.