The Game of Demon Hunter

"This is the apprentice of the famous demon hunter Gonzal Aragorn. As you can see, he is a Serisian." Pastor Richard walked up to several people: "I believe you have all heard of Aragorn's name, and I believe his And his apprentices have shown that he must be a great witcher."

Celestine nodded, and Xu Yichen was not surprised. Sister Silence said before that she could call almost every witcher by name. Now it seemed that she not only knew these names, but also knew the people behind these names very well. The witcher was very harmonious and didn't ask the other party why he knew so much about the witcher.

"I've heard of him, the famous pilgrim." Sister Silence replied, "He has thwarted many incidents of Chaos invasion, and he is very popular even within the nuns."

Xu Yichen couldn't help but think of the words of Sister Silence, whether the nuns made a hunting list or something on their own territory...

"Very good, it seems that we have reached a preliminary consensus." Pastor Richard nodded, and said with a threat in his words: "First of all, this Sirisian is reliable. Secondly, whether it is us or the witcher, we are now With enough force, you can be completely wiped out here, and none of you can escape."

Although Sister Silence looked ugly, she looked at the remaining sisters behind her and nodded silently.

"The lads under me have been upset with you for a long time, but out of the church's standpoint, I did not order to do anything to you. I believe you can also see that this Sirisian has enough strength to keep you all, but he Didn't do that." Pastor Richard spread his hands: "The black ship has been hijacked, we can kill you all, and then put the blame on those pirates. But we didn't, I think we have shown enough Sincerity, sincerity as a comrade-in-arms against chaos together."

Looking up at the witcher, the Silent Sister who had fought against him naturally knew that she was no match when she had the [Armed Arms of Faith] bonus, and naturally she couldn't beat him now. Moreover, I am afraid that the Witch Kings may not necessarily care about the disappearance of a black ship. Although there are goods that the Witch King is interested in, the war on the New World has reached the most tense moment.

And Marx, who had been sober from the beginning to the end, wisely kept silent, pretending that he couldn't hear anything. As the weaker party, he doesn't even have the right to speak now. If these nuns know that he has had contact with the evil god, I am afraid that the other party will not be as easy to talk to as the demon hunter.

"What do you want to say, pastor, just state your request." The silent nun still couldn't let go of her airs.

Pastor Richard took a deep look at Effilar: "I have said before that the world is so desperate, we must seize every opportunity. I don't know if what she said is true, but I I am willing to give it a try, anyway, those terrifying wills are really going to invade my world, and we don't have much room to resist."

Sister Silence breathed a sigh of relief. She experienced too many failures today, and her previous arrogance was almost crushed: "I am willing to accept this condition, as I have already said, my only requirement is that the traitor must die! The witch who invaded the nun's congregation, I can't let her leave alive."

Pastor Richard looked up at the sky, but he didn't seem to hear this sentence, and left this troublesome matter to the witcher and witch Althea. The newly joined Effilar still has half of his ass sitting on the side of the nun, so naturally he has no right to speak.

"Give her to me, and I will leave with my people." Celestine pointed to Sister Catherine who could only be held in Li Yanlong's arms because a hole was opened in her stomach by a witcher and there was no time to suture the wound. . The current Sister Catherine has red hair as bright as flames and light blue skin dotted with keratinized scales. Seeing Sister Silence looking at her, she winked mischievously at several people, but she was not affected by Ai Fei. Lal's influence!

Although someone had a hole in her stomach, Mystique was obviously confident. After realizing that she had been found out, she said to Sister Silence, "Don't think about it, little girl, you have no chance."

After speaking, he gave Altea a wink, with a "you understand" expression.

"She's right." Althea looked at the witcher, and said with an emphatic tone: "It is impossible for the Witch Union to give up their own people, no matter what the price is!"

"You heard, nun." The witcher moved his muscles and bones, and there was a crackling sound between his joints: "It has nothing to do with personal grievances, business is business, I believe you have also heard of the reputation of the witcher in the industry , our reputation is excellent. I suggest you take your subordinates and evacuate as soon as possible."

"It seems that you are almost done talking. Out of morality, the church is willing to provide you with a ship to return to the old continent." Pastor Richard ended his journey of looking up the sky, returned to the mortal world, and directed at the witcher. Blinking: "However, I believe that the great Witch King will not take our ship for nothing, right?"

Sister Silence clenched her long sword tightly. Obviously, these women who don't take other people's lives seriously often don't take their own lives seriously either.

The witcher also put his hands on his own weapons. Slaughtering a group of helpless women is obviously not in line with the values ​​​​of the political commissar, even this group of women can do it. So he planned to break their limbs, and then bought a boat and hired a few outlaws to send them all back to the New World. As for whether the Witch Kings will come to seek revenge, let's talk about it later.

I am a player! When you go crazy, you can even beat the evil god of chaos. Are you still afraid of your little witch king? In a few years, it may not be clear who can play better.

Mystique smiled triumphantly in Li Yanlong's arms, licked Li Yanlong's ears with the tip of her tongue, and looked at Sister Silence provocatively, as if she was not hurt at all. She hoped to stir up the anger of this woman who was far calmer than other nuns. It would be better for this silent nun and her people to die here, otherwise the nuns will definitely be on guard against themselves in the future.

"Stop!" Effilar stared directly at Mystique, his voice was cold and frightening. Under the direct command of the silver-haired witch, Mystique was like an ice sculpture frozen in place, unable to retract her protruding tongue, and only had a pair of eyes that could turn back and forth.

"You'd better consider your own position, Master Richard." Effilar looked at Althea, and Sister Silence: "She may not only trouble the nuns in the future!"