The Game of Demon Hunter

The silver-haired witch's face was frosty: "Before this place was covered by the land of chaos, it just swallowed some plants, trees, insects and beasts. Even those green-skinned creatures are simple-minded creatures. Once humans who are more easily bewitched by chaos enter by mistake Among them, the consequences are unimaginable!"

"Before you risk your own life, can you think about those who put their hopes on you?" Effilar squinted his eyes and looked at the black-haired man in front of him, the man who kept disturbing the future.

With his appearance, the originally solidified fate line became more and more chaotic. Most importantly, the witch could vaguely see that in the whole world, countless erratic future fragments were constantly being formed and shattered.

But none, like this man, can cause such volatility.

Because of this, Effilar tried his best to persuade the Witch Union through Altea to increase its investment in him after the Witcher Organization was hit hard.

"Good thing, it's a good thing we discovered the crisis ahead of time this time." The monk Tang Sanzang expressed relief. The master Sanzang, who is engaged in the religious industry, knows that human emotions and desires are the best nourishment for chaos.

Xu Yichen turned a deaf ear to the witch's words. He felt an unknown force gradually becoming active from within his body, joining the already chaotic battlefield.

This power comes entirely from his body, which is far beyond the attributes of ordinary people, and has piled up a very powerful body. The vitality from the cells spontaneously senses the bloody power in the body.

The talent of the battle group - [Body Refining], brings this force together, strengthening the body that human beings rely on for survival all the time. Although it is almost insignificant, its effect is indeed real.

The Silent Nun, who followed the two witches, appeared in front of the crowd with her captives. Mystique's body was covered with mud and fallen leaves.

Apparently, the Silent Sister didn't have much patience when she was on her way.

Celeste frowned and looked at the gray restricted zone behind the witcher. The disgust from her soul made her subconsciously call out the name of the holy Witch King to protect herself.

"Okay, we're here too, can you let me sit down and rest for a while!" Mystique's hands were tied together by the vines temporarily cut by the nun of silence, proving that the two of them had some unpleasantness in the forest .

Celestine ignored Mystique's complaints. This cunning woman showed a cooperative look in front of everyone, and mixed in some moderate resistance.

But Celestine knew that this spy who had been lurking in the congregation of nuns for an unknown amount of time and almost climbed to the position of head clerk was such a thoughtful guy.

Every word and every expression of hers is paralyzing others, including her former colleagues, those witches from the Witch Union.

From the day the Federation failed to keep her, this woman no longer regarded the witch as her own. Celeste had accurately grasped the psychological changes of this apostate.

This is also the main reason why she has not killed Mystique. Instead of killing a witch, it is better to see what choice she will make in the end.

"Wait." The silent nun walked to Xu Yichen's side, and Celestine smelled a chaotic stench from the man in front of her.

Although it is very faint, it still cannot escape the eyes of the silent nun.

Celestine took a step forward, unexpectedly grabbed the blood-soaked, several-slit clothes of the witcher, and tore them open!

The clothes were incinerated by [Purity Fire], and the monk beside the witcher could be sure that there was no trace of chaos left behind, but the torn clothes made the monk's eyes widen.

On Xu Yichen's chest, with the heart as the center, black lines radiate outward like tattoos, continuously spread outward, and then dissipate!

And Xu Yichen didn't know about it! He checked his attribute bar, and although it was marked as seriously injured, there was absolutely no debuff related to chaos.

"Is it reasonable to return to a gathering place with a large number of mortals immediately after coming into contact with Chaos?" Sister of Silence put her long sword on the witcher's neck: "I seriously doubt that your mind has been overwhelmed by Chaos." Bewitched."

After the battle, Xu Yichen subconsciously wanted to return to his territory, and his teammates had no sense of isolation at all.

This is very abnormal, because it is not the first time for Vittoria and Xu Yichen to participate in the battle against chaos. Even the ranger Ji Wanbing accepted the church priest together with other professionals who participated in the battle in the lower city. baptism, to ensure that they will not be polluted.

The first time a demon hunter fought close to Nurgle's believers in a crack in the subspace, he stayed in a sealed magic circle for 24 hours in order to prevent the unintentional spread of diseases bred by evil gods , uninterrupted acceptance of the disinfection process.

This time, no one had the relevant consciousness.

Especially Xu Yichen himself, as if his consciousness in this aspect had been erased from his brain, he simply checked the attribute column, and after confirming that there were no sequelae, he felt that his problem was not serious.

"You're right, I was fooled." Walking out of the area corrupted by the gray matter, in the forest, the sunlight was once again blocked by the leaves. The figure in the shadows appeared extremely oppressive.

Completely ignoring the long sword of the silent nun in front of her neck, the severed long sword was placed on both sides, and she casually threw her torn clothes on the ground.

Xu Yichen knelt down on his knees, closed his eyes, and said to the monk beside him, "Master Sanzang, please, tell them to set up camp here for isolation after checking this area."

The monk nodded, nodded to the witches, and saluted to the nun of silence, turned and disappeared into the jungle. In the land of the Song people, Master Sanzang had never been in contact with chaos, and he did not find any abnormalities. Almost a big mistake.

Effilar put his palm on the demon hunter's chest, an impulse to make people crazy suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.

The witch's cold fingers calmed down the witcher's ups and downs, and he looked up at Celestine: "I owe you a favor this time."

The silent nun still nodded calmly: "I will pay attention to you. If you can't dispel this chaotic atmosphere, I hope you can accept death calmly."

"Naturally, don't bother you." The witcher closed his eyes and entered [Meditation].

PS: I may be the first author who is unable to sit still in the chair because of eating too much at the starting point. . . Facing the copper hot pot, I let myself go and apologize

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