The Game of Demon Hunter

Pastor Li Cha didn't know what was going on in his mind, he put his octagonal hammer under his armpit, and seemed very satisfied with the scene where the witcher fought the Sister of Silence, and clapped his hands.

Behind him, the paladins and priests who were ready to fight hadn't recovered from the scene of watching the superpowers fight at close range, but they were led by their boss to a wave of rhythm, and a group of melon-eating crowd also Followed by applause.

Several militiamen looked at each other, a little at a loss, and subconsciously turned to look in the direction of Li Yanlong and Mr. Bart. These two fighters, who had always been at the forefront in the battle to defend the camp, stood in the most dangerous places, and now had a high reputation among the militia.

The eyes of the knight Bart are full of admiration for the witcher. He has never seen a young man who has improved so fast before. Those new generations in the knight order who are known as the pride of heaven should come and see this Siris The young man who came here is the real pride of heaven!

Whether in terms of personal charm or force, Xu Yichen convinced the knight Bart, and the old knight couldn't help applauding.

As for Li Yanlong and You Xia, these two people had been overjoyed for a long time, and began to applaud along with them, and now they are almost unable to stand still with laughter! The militiamen then joined the applause.

For a moment, deafening applause was heard in the ruins, and Li Yanlong's hooligan whistle was also mixed with it. People who don't know it may think that this is some kind of circus performance scene.

In the center of the arena, the witcher with a black hair all over his head twitched the corners of his mouth. If it wasn't for the black hood covering his face, he might not be able to withstand such pressure. Pretending not to hear the applause around him, the witcher stretched out his hand in front of Sister Silence: "Get up, we still have something to talk about. There may be a traitor among you."

The Silent Sister lying on the ground didn't seem to have recovered from her defeat, and she didn't respond to the witcher's words. Xu Yichen took off his hood, the redness in his eyes has gradually faded, and his vision is gradually recovering. Now he looks around, like a person who is nearsighted at 500 degrees without glasses.

"Come here, someone who can talk!" the witcher shouted at the nuns, and the battle nuns, who had been knocked down by nearly half, looked at him with hatred mixed with awe, and turned their gazes to the nuns who had been fighting before. On the body of the clerical nun who interpreted the sign language of the silent nun.

The young clerical nun stared at the mutant in front of her without flinching, straightened her red nun robes, raised her chest, and walked towards each other like a proud swan. The harmless fighting nun followed her halfway, like a guard. Even though he has more power than Lord Celestine, the Witch King protects the souls of the nuns, and the sisters of the Scarlet Shroud will never be timid!

However, her hard work was done for the blind man. Because in the demon hunter's line of sight, he could only vaguely see a group of red figures approaching here with two equally blurry black figures.

After confirming that the witcher had no intention of continuing to attack, the two fighting nuns began to carefully deal with the injury of the silent nun. It seemed that after using the [Arm of Faith], the damage to the body itself was not small. Xu Yichen saw Sister Battle quickly removed Sister Silence's armor. The heavy breastplate was carefully removed, revealing the white inner lining, which was almost soaked in bright red blood.

The witch hunter made sure that he had not caused any open wounds to the nun in front of him, and judging from the bloodstains, it was more like a large area of ​​bleeding all over his body. The thing developed by the Witch King seems very unreliable. Xu Yichen carefully observed the internal structure of the armor with blurred vision.

"You defeated the mutants!" The clerk nun in red still said in that high-spirited tone: "Although justice has retreated temporarily today, the wrath of the Witch King will not be extinguished..."

"Crack!" The witcher slapped the clerical nun in the face without even thinking about it. He is now sure that these nuns are indeed stupid, and they really believed that the Witch King would cross the sea to help with this kind of thing. They take revenge.

For such fools, it is useless to talk too much reason, only to tell them with practical actions that the Witch King is nothing but a fart in his own eyes.

"Look at my face, my black hair, my black eyes, I am from Seres." Xu Yichen said every word, combining Tang Sanzang's words and his understanding of his former colleagues, he I'm sure that forces like the nuns who don't know how to chat will have only a dead end in the Song Empire: "Fuck you, the Witch King, he is a fart!"

Pastor Li Cha looked at his big palm, narrowed his eyes, and seemed to be imagining what it would be like to be slapped. The entourage next to him looked at the adults in his family, and seemed to want to applaud and lead a wave of rhythm. The two paladins desperately hugged the two hands of Pastor Richard.

Sister Clerk covered her face with her mouth gaping open. She had never heard such blasphemy! She didn't know whether she should be angry at his actions first, or at what he said! She doesn't even know if her anger can destroy the enemy! There were also some rumors in the New World about the conflict between the Sirians and the Witch King, but they were all ambiguous news, and no one dared to discuss it under the supervision of the nuns and templars.

The fighting sisters around clenched their weapons, and the clerical sisters once again summoned their mana. It seemed that a new round of conflict was about to break out.

"Stop, hand..." A weak, but clear voice suddenly appeared, this voice seemed unproficient, and said every word: "Let, he...Say, finish."

The person speaking is Sister of Silence, Celestine.

The two Battle Sisters who were checking Celestine's injuries looked at Sister Silence as if they had seen a ghost.

The Sisters of Silence are perhaps the most mysterious of the Witch King's many servants. Each of them has sworn the Oath of Serenity in memory of their allegiance to the Witch-king and their duties. Though few in number, they enjoy great prestige throughout the vast realms ruled by the Witch-King, and are feared by other servants of the Witch-King.

And the oath of tranquility is one of the reasons why the nuns of silence are called the nuns of silence. In addition to its own special physique, the oath of tranquility represents the will of the nuns of silence, just like the poverty oath of monks, this oath to the will of the world represents strength!

And now, Sister Silence spoke.