The Game of Demon Hunter

"I'm sorry, I'm a party member and I don't believe in religion." Xu Yichen spit on the ground and said provocatively to Mannoroth: "Speaking of which, this is the second time we have met, right? Is your bowel okay?"

The knight seemed to have known the result for a long time, and impatiently pointed at these unbelievers with his fingers wearing metal armor. The bloodletters howled excitedly and rushed forward.

What greeted them was the heroic laughter of the female warrior, and the silver flames that burst out from the witcher!

At the same time, in the territory of the witcher, the witches were all pale. As users of void power, they were most sensitive to the fluctuations from the warp.

At this time, the youngest kitten, Lu Lumiao, hid in the arms of the Silent Sister Celestine wittily. With the power of the Silent Sister, she completely blocked the influence from the void.

Sister Silence, who personally led people to arrest Kitty Catwoman's tribe a few months ago, did not feel displeased with Lulu Meow's behavior for some reason. Catwoman's furry ears.

Marx also felt the increasingly violent fluctuations in the forest, the kind of urge to indulge in the desire to kill, even in the camp.

The grits digging in the mine wrestled together, and even attacked the human guards in the pit with their crude tools, and those guards mercilessly killed the grits with their own weapons.

In Port Anthony, in the Temple of War, Pastor Richard frowned as he looked at a crystal pillar with a diameter of 20 centimeters and a height of nearly one meter. This was the latest chaotic fluctuation detector developed by the church.

At this time, the bottom of the crystal column was as blood-red as if it had been dyed with red ink. The red color was like a thermometer soaked in boiling water, and the rising water occupied nearly half of the height of the crystal column.

"Master Richard, the fluctuation comes from the Black Forest in the east of the city. Should we send someone to deal with it?" A pastor walked into the room with the latest report, waiting for the order from Pastor Richard, who represents the highest will of the church in the city. Order.

"East of the city, within the range of the Black Forest." Pastor Richard glanced over the map hanging on the wall. The territory of the witcher was specially marked on it. A red nail represented the sphere of influence of humans.

On this map, the red pins that were originally scattered in every corner have become much sparser, and the area in the core of the Black Forest has completely become blank.

Pastor Richard was silent for a while, and finally said: "Let the paladin squad step up their patrols. We don't have enough manpower. Now the core task is to protect Anthony's port, and don't make extra trouble."

"Yes, my lord, I understand." The pastor bowed slightly and stepped back.

"Send someone to tell that idiot Antoine this information, and warn him not to continue playing tricks at this time." Pastor Richard stopped the pastor who was about to leave, and said: "Confirm the location of the Paladin Expeditionary Army once again. , let them speed up."

"Yes, my lord."

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Already ready for battle, the ranger stretched the longbow in his hand to the limit, and the triangular armor-piercing arrow with a special bloodletting tank disappeared in the ranger's hand with a "whoosh!"

The bloodletter directly in front let out a piercing laugh, and his swift movements did not match his tall body.

The huge beheading sword of the bloodletter waved it in the air as if it had no weight, and a brilliant spark appeared in the darkness accompanied by the sound of metal collisions!

The ranger's arrow was accurately blocked by the bloodletter with his own weapon, and he didn't know where it went.

The bloodletter charging from the left, relying on his strong anti-joint thighs, jumped up when he was nearly ten meters away from the witcher team.

With its own strength and inertia, the three-meter-long beheading sword rubbed against the air, making a terrifying whistling sound!

The female warrior Vittoria appeared in this direction like an iron tower, with both hands on the shield, and the same thick and powerful thighs exerted force. Not only did she not retreat, but instead charged in the direction of the bloodletter!

"Waaagh!" The female warrior made the most correct choice at that moment, shortening the distance between herself and the enemy, relying on the principle of leverage, when the bloodletter's long sword was not fully swung down, she used her shield to resist The opponent's decapitating sword is close to the strong side of the gauntlet.

"Bang!" The giant beheading sword from Chaos slashed heavily on the shield in the female warrior's hand, making a loud noise!

The all-metal shield specially thickened by the dwarves was almost cut through a third by the beheading sword, and the bloodletter's weapon barely stopped the castration!

The blade of the beheading sword was less than five centimeters away from the female warrior's forehead, and the huge impact made Vittoria kneel on her knees, her hands tightly holding the shield were covered in blood.

However, the female warrior had no intention of compromising to the enemy at all. She exerted force with both hands, and the bloodletter, whose weapon was caught by the shield, was unnoticed for a moment, and the [Slaughtering Flail] turned a curve, and slammed it heavily from the side. That anti-knuckle thigh that's a little slender for the phlebotomist's strong body!

"Crack!" The sound of broken bones echoed in the forest accompanied by Vittoria's laughter: "This is the first bone of a Chaos demon I broke! You should be honored!"

The internal organs of the female warrior were seriously injured in the previous impact. When she bared her teeth and laughed loudly, her snow-white teeth were stained red by the red blood. In terms of momentum, she was more suitable than the bloodletter. this title.

The martial monk Tang Sanzang has already opened up his extraordinary characteristics. With the addition of special scriptures, he is shining like the golden arhat in Buddhist legends.

A pair of iron palms slapped out countless times in an instant, and the sound of metal collisions was almost continuous, interfering with the attack direction of the bloodletter's huge beheading sword.

Under the command of his teacher, Feng Wuyi launched a sneak attack on the huge monster in front of him. For a while, the bloodletter who rushed from behind was dragged in place by two bald heads.

With the support of two rangers, Li Yanlong and Wang Yue dragged the general to another bloodletter.

Following the attack of the bloodletter, Li Yanlong, who was the main tank, was directly smashed into the air and landed beside the demon hunter.

Bowing his head and spit out a broken tooth, Li Yanlong shook his head, stood up and smiled wryly at Xu Yichen: "Head, we can't last long!"

The witcher nodded, stretched out a hand to the bloodletter directly in front of him, and hooked his four fingers backward: "Come."

PS: Tomorrow is the 15th day of the first lunar month~ I wish you all a happy meal with glutinous rice balls, good luck and always eat chicken!

PS: By the way, have you ever eaten fried Yuanxiao?

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