The Game of Demon Hunter

The witcher ignored the captain, and simply checked the other party's wounds to make sure that he would not bleed to death due to the wound on his arm in a short time. Xu Yichen poked his head out of the window and patted the outer wall of the cab with his hand.

"The wheelhouse has been cleared, take the wounded on board, attack from both sides, move quickly!" Looking down from the heights, the witcher could see that the city wall had almost fallen, and those bugs repeated their old tricks, piling up a gentle slope with the corpses of their own people.

It's just that the corpses this time didn't come from human attacks, but from those bugs who voluntarily became building materials.

Xu Yichen put his face and ears on the door leading to the outside of the driver's cab. The metal door has good conductivity. He could vaguely hear the sound of fierce battle coming from the other side of the room, and the arrows leaving the string. The crackling sound.

In [Leo Meng's Secret Treasure Room], he took out two daggers and gently opened the door.

Outside the door is an empty room with four reserved holes for shooting outwards on each side. Two teams of archers are taking turns shooting arrows outwards.

There were four or five corpses with eyes or arrows on their foreheads lying on the ground. One was a warrior in black armor who had accompanied the Templars off the ship before. The soldiers who looked the same were dragging away the corpses on the ground and piled them together.

Three other black-armored warriors were standing at the door on the other side of the room, blocked by a thick armored door.

Outside the door, the witcher could hear shouts of killing.

When the metal door opened, there was a crisp sound, which made all the archers in the room turn their heads subconsciously. The witcher looked helplessly at a small bell that fell on the top of the door.

When the door opened, it was this small bell that made the sound. It was supposed to be a small detail designed to remind the pilot of the airship that someone had entered the room, but now it became the fuse to ignite the explosives.

"Swoosh!" A sharp arrow flew from outside the porthole, and an archer fell to the ground clutching his neck. The arteries and blood vessels spurted out high.

The nearly half-meter-high blood column brought this encounter to a climax from the very beginning.

The demon hunter preemptively stretched out the nearest bow and arrow, broke the opponent's joints, pressed the archer's neck and turned around, blocking three arrows shot by others.

At this distance, those archers did not have time to fully open their bows, and the kinetic energy of the arrows was completely lost on their former colleagues.

Xu Yichen observed the reactions of the surrounding guards while spinning, and threw the dagger in his hand vigorously, and the sharp blade penetrated into his eyes along the gap in the helmet of the black armored warrior who was processing the corpse.

The other party fell to the ground almost without any reaction.

Xu Yichen pushed out the archer who had turned into a corpse in front of him, and the three enemies on the right who had just drawn out their arrows instantly lost their balance.

He casually twisted the neck of an archer on the other side. The physical fitness of these archers was far better than those of the slave soldiers, but when they faced close enemies, their reaction was more than a beat slower.

It seemed that apart from archery, they had no other means of confronting the enemy. No one tried to retreat for a long distance, or throw away the bow and arrow in their hands, and use short weapons to meet the enemy.

It is also true that they were not equipped with short weapons.

The nearest black-armored warrior finally turned around and approached the witcher. The broadsword that was also dyed black in his hand slashed from top to bottom with an indomitable momentum.

Xu Yichen sideways dodged the slash, the broad sword slammed on the floor with a bang, and then the witcher stepped on the sword forcefully from the side.

The dagger in his hand stabbed the black armored warrior three times within two seconds from bottom to top.

Flank! Unlike the whole metal plate in other positions, this is a position with weak defense. It looks like a layer of leather, but the touch and sound from the tip of the dagger told the witcher that there is still a layer of chain mail inside.

neck! Xu Yichen's dagger pierced through the gap between the helmet and the neck guard like a poisonous snake, but beyond his expectation, the neck guard and the helmet of these black-armored warriors were actually a whole!

This design makes it impossible for them to turn their heads flexibly on the battlefield, and they cannot take off their helmets, but it does prevent the witcher from attacking.

Eye! In the end, Xu Yichen stabbed the dagger deeply along the viewing port of the helmet, like a hot knife piercing into tofu.

The price of wasting two attacks to kill the enemy was that the archers were all ready, and the arrows on the six longbows were all aimed at themselves.

But the demon hunter didn't care, he possessed the characteristic of [Bath of God's Blood], and in the true sense, it was beyond the reach of ordinary iron! It may be painful, but he can completely ignore this price!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" These archers are flawless cogs when it comes to doing their jobs.

Just like the group of slave soldiers, even if the enemy may take his life away at any time, even if the corpses of his colleagues fall at his feet, even if the blood that flows out has soaked his boots.

Their hands were still as steady as Mount Tai, their eyes were still as accurate as eagle eyes, and the six arrows shot towards their targets at the same time.

Different from the previous hasty design, this time the attack was launched after full preparation, the bowstring was fully drawn, and the strength was exhausted.

Danger! His sixth sense, which has saved him countless times on the battlefield, almost made his hairs stand on end!

However, the arrow pierced through the air, leaving little time for Xu Yichen to blink.

Fortunately, the witcher can create his own time, although after a whole night of fighting, [Red Time] has reached the limit of using time.

But this is his strongest hole card.

The world turns red, the blood passes through the heart, is pumped out by a strong beating, and flows to the brain, where the brain tissue is in frantic activity, a large number of cells hope, and a large amount of information is understood and calculated.

It ended up being a feedback the witcher could understand, time slowing down.

Even under such conditions, the speed of the arrow still exceeds the limit of the dynamic vision that mortal eyes can provide, almost reaching the witcher in front of the shot!

But for Xu Yichen at this time, time is enough.

Xu Yichen gently brushed away the arrow that was shot towards his forehead with his palm, feeling like he was bending a steel bar fixed in cement.

There was a pain in the palm as if the skin had been cut.

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