The Game of Demon Hunter

"It's far away, this is just the beginning." The female warrior raised her head and drank the wine in the jug, as if she had seen through Alix's thoughts: "What I see now is only the aftermath."

Yes, the scene in front of them reminded the witcher and the female warrior of the last time when Nurgle's followers tried to open the void crack in the small warehouse.

Compared with the scenes created by the believers of Nurgle, the scenes in front of them, if the psychological hints are removed, are already very relaxed.

The witcher at the front of the team was now like a flaming torch, illuminating the environment five meters away in the dark.

And Tang Sanzang, the monk at the end of the team, also radiated a comfortable golden shimmer all over his body amidst the reverberation of the scriptures.

"Has Master Sanzang had contact with Chaos before?" The voice of the witcher came from the front, and the flaming long sword in his hand left traces in the darkness.

Numerous branches with human arms and bushes with baby fingers were blown to ashes in the flames, but the witcher's expression remained unchanged, and his tone of voice was the same as usual.

Tang Sanzang paused his scriptures, but the light around him did not dissipate, and he said in a gentle voice: "I have encountered it a few times, but it is not as big as the scene here. There are many strange people and righteous men in the Middle Earth, and there are very few evil spirits." Yokai can wreak havoc on a massive scale."

Xu Yichen nodded unobtrusively. Not far in front of him, an exceptionally tall dead tree stood, and a green-skinned tree stood in front of the tree covered in blood, its eyes staring as big as copper bells.

The broad machete in Greenskin's hand had already been cut like sawtooth, and he was still roaring angrily: "Waaagh! Orcs, fight! Fight to the death!"

Then a monster that was much taller than the green skin, had sharp fangs, weird long horns that pierced the sky, flexible anti-joint legs, and was covered in red as if it had been skinned, jumped from the bone tree. Down.

The huge two-handed slashing sword had an extremely bloody aura, split the roaring green skin in two from the middle, and the blood splashed out bathed the monster's crimson skin.

The monster showed a humanized expression, and one could easily tell that there was a joyful expression on that frightening face.

After the green-skinned body fell to the ground, it turned into a pool of black-red blood, seeped into the ground, and disappeared.

"Bloodletter?" The witcher said to himself in an uncertain voice. The monster in front of him reminded him of a monster that his teacher once described when he was talking about chaos.

Unlike other Chaos Demons, Bloodletters appear in this world much more often than other monsters. Since Chaos invaded this world, all places where there have been tragic wars, it is possible to summon this purely for killing monster.

They are warlike by nature, thirsting for blood as much as the gods they serve, the Lord of Skulls, the King of War and Slaughter, the Blood God, the great existence known as Khorne.

They are the most vicious killers, their muscular limbs are notorious for their ferocious aggression and fierce desire to fight - they are unstoppable, and those who dare to stand in their way will be torn to pieces by their terrible strength .

The tall bloodletter looked at the demon hunter and his party with blood-red, pupilless eyes full of anger, and raised the huge three-meter-long beheading sword with one hand.

The other claw with sharp nails stretched out one of its fingers, slowly scratched across his neck, and exposed his fangs provocatively at Xu Yichen.

Then, beyond everyone's expectations, the bloodletter slowly disappeared into the darkness after being provocative, and did not launch a violent attack on the players.

"Interesting, it seems that we have met a hospitable host." A smile appeared on the corner of the witcher's mouth, and he strode forward.

Xu Yichen was not satisfied with the environment here, but after experiencing the disgusting battle in the Garden of Nurgle and the indescribable battle scene with Slaanesh's nun, the witcher, who faced chaos again, said that whether it is The battlefield is still the enemy, he is very satisfied.

Khorne, the great lord of the skull, you are simply the conscience of the Chaos Realm, responsible for aesthetics, the witcher silently praised his enemy in his heart.

Beside him, the female samurai was also full of fighting spirit, with an expression of meeting her opponent. It seemed that the red thing was more violent than the green skin, which was very suitable for the female samurai!

Li Yanlong and Ranger, who accompanied the witcher and participated in several battles against chaos, quickly adapted to the surrounding environment.

Wang Yue and Alix, who faced chaos for the first time, showed obvious discomfort. If they hadn't been standing in the safe zone artificially created by the witcher and monk Tang Sanzang, they would have already been affected by the atmosphere of chaos and lost sanity.

Master Sanzang's apprentice, Feng Wuyi showed a very high resistance to chaos, and was hardly affected by the surrounding aura belonging to the skull master, and seemed to be able to handle it with ease.

In the former greenskin camp, there were no traces of the greenskins, and under the influence of the weird blood mist around them, the greenskins didn't even leave their bodies.

The only trace that proves it ever existed is the black and red blood on the ground. Fangs Howler stood in a pool of blood covered in blood, and the tattoo on his back exuded a dazzling blood, like a banner, the banner of the blood god!

As the growler chanted unknown spells in an unknown language, the blood pool on the ground began to boil, and large pieces of bubbles gushed out from the depths of the blood pool.

A bloody vortex appeared centered on the fangs. Howler, as if standing on a mirror, was not affected by the vortex under his feet at all, and remained motionless.

As the vortex gradually expanded, a crack with a diameter of about ten meters leading to the subspace was torn open, and on the other side of the vortex, bloody and crazy aura rushed towards the face.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" A green skin that hid behind a tree and rested suddenly let out a horrible scream, and its originally strong muscles swelled up again!

More than one of the green skins that survived the disaster mutated at the same time. With strange and painful expressions on their faces, their bodies were elongated like blowing up balloons.

The skin was cracked under this pressure, the red blood that did not belong to them shot out in the form of mist, the long horns pierced the flesh, and the bones and joints twisted amidst the crackling sound.

With a roar, the green skins disappeared one by one, and standing on the ground, there were only bloodletting demons from chaos holding beheading swords.