The Game of Demon Hunter

"Thank God! You succeeded!" The witch watched from the previous warehouse as the witcher came back with a person on his back and two girls, one big and one small.

"I told you, they're fine." The female warrior took a sip of wine and looked at the monk next to him whose abdomen was pierced by a long sword: "Monk, have a sip?"

"Forget it, I was injured. Drinking alcohol now is not good for the wound to heal." The monk hesitated, waved his hand, and rejected the female warrior's invitation. The monk's wound did not use medicine or bandages, only relying on muscle strength That stopped the bleeding.

"Damn, I thought you guys couldn't drink. I don't feel very fulfilled if you do this!" The female warrior took another big gulp and drank the rest of the wine, as if she was afraid that the monk would change her mind suddenly.

"Why are there only two people? According to the information we got, there were three people!" The witch asked after seeing clearly that the person on the witcher's back was a man.

"Okay, Altea, I'm the one you're looking for, and the other child of calamity has been dealt with." The silver-haired witch led Kitty Catwoman directly into the warehouse.

The witch who was called by her real name froze in place. The witcher had cooperated with her several times, and this was the first time she knew her name.

"The Witch Union has been expecting you for a long time." The witch Altea bowed her head and performed a courtesy among witches to the silver-haired witch.

But the words of the silver-haired witch made the witch froze again: "Don't rush to salute, I was a nun before, I am not interested in your plan, we may cooperate in the future, but now the trouble has come gone."

Following her words, there was a violent explosion from the direction of the port, a solid round shell pierced through the fragile wooden boards of the warehouse, and flew towards the direction of the witcher as it brushed against the female warrior.

The witcher tilted his head, and the shells brushed past Xu Yichen's face.

Behind the shattered wall, a team of city guards hiding behind the crates was lying on the ground and carefully observing the situation at the port. The leading officer stared dumbfounded at the several ruthless characters in the warehouse. The guy in the room is looking at himself with ill intentions.

Gudong, the officer drooled, and neither side spoke for a while, only the sound of distant pirates firing in the air.

"How to deal with it?" The female warrior glanced at the witcher. She might be able to take care of all these mortal soldiers by herself.

"Soldier, the battle here is beyond your control. Now go back and tell your commander that a group of rioters are plotting a rebellion in the slum area. You have received a tip and you want to take someone to the slum area to have a look!" the witcher said in the air. He drew the seal of Yaxi and issued an order directly to the officer.

"Yes, I understand, there are rebels in the slums! Go now!" The officer with bewildered eyes turned around and led his team away quickly. Several soldiers seemed to have other ideas, but amidst the pushing and shoving of others , also slipped away with the big.

"I like your skill!" The female warrior patted Xu Yichen's shoulder: "Do you witchers still recruit female students?"

The witcher ignored the female warrior's ridicule: "That officer is a smart man, even if I don't use the seal, he will make the right choice."

"Althea, my people have been poisoned, do you have a solution?" The witcher settled the assassin down. On the way to the warehouse, the assassin became more and more unconscious, and his reaction to the outside world became more and more serious. Qiang, I'm afraid reaching this warehouse is his limit, and continuing to move will kill him.

"Don't touch him, there is no cure, it's the 'torture' of death worship." The silver-haired witch said something to Altea, stopping Altea from going forward to check.

The witch looked at the witcher and said, "If it's really 'torture', it's really hard to do. The antidote can neutralize the poison, but the pain caused during the neutralization process, if amplified, may directly cause him to die of pain."

After learning about the poison in Le Assassin, the female warrior said heartlessly: "This unlucky guy, I have never seen such a stupid assassin. This thing is similar to what I used to interrogate prisoners before. If you have a chance, you can get it for me." point."

"If it's pure pain, I think I can help." The monk Tang Sanzang sat cross-legged beside the assassin: "I can temporarily free his spirit from the shackles of the body, and appreciate the true meaning of Buddhism, which may allow him to Get through this."

"Thank you, master." The demon hunter bowed to Tang Sanzang. No matter what, the assassin helped this time. If he could save his life, Xu Yichen would be very happy.

The monk covered the assassin's face with one of his hands. Following the monk's movements, the assassin frowned in pain, but because his movements caused even greater pain, he broke out in a cold sweat.

As Tang Sanzang began to chant sutras, a soft light appeared in the palm of his hand, and the assassin covered by his palm obviously relaxed, and his whole body felt relieved.

After temporarily settling the assassins and monks, the witcher said to the witch: "Your pirate friends seem to have their own plans, but now they did help us drag the nuns of the black ship, but your two companions are out There's a problem, a big problem."

"The Witch Union will have an explanation with Mama, please don't worry. The mission reward will satisfy you, witcher." The witch's face was blocked by the hood, but Xu Yichen could feel the witch's anger : "I already felt that the flame of life of a companion was extinguished, and at the same time, a void crack full of malice appeared in the city, but I'm afraid we don't have time to meddle in our own business, we need to make sure..."

The witch looked at the silver-haired witch. The little catwoman was avoiding the warrior's big hand through the witch. She seemed to want to touch the little catwoman's ears. Obviously, Lulumiao didn't like this scary woman with low charm.

Witch Althea didn't know how to address her for a while, she really didn't expect that the person predicted in the Witch Union would be a nun.

"I'm afraid you have no choice. If you let that thing go, within a few days, this city will become a dead zone, connecting with the chaotic infected area of ​​the Black Forest, and the entire Far South will be swallowed up eventually! "The silver-haired witch spoke very scary things in a very flat tone. Although she was talking to the witch, her eyes were on the witcher.

Although Alteya did not agree with the former identity of the silver-haired witch, she finally decided to believe that the senior management of the federation would not make mistakes, and replied: "I understand, the Witches' federation will do its best to curb the changes here!"

PS: I am going on a business trip tomorrow, so the chapter press conference may be later, but it will not exceed 8:30 p.m.~ By the way, I haven’t asked for a ticket for a while, so how about you cast a vote after watching it?