The Game of Demon Hunter

It seems that this kind of thing can't stop the demon hunter and his party. After more than a dozen monsters were sucked into dry bones, no new monsters were sent over.

On the ground, the 'blood-sucking' vines that rolled back and forth like big snakes at this time, after losing their nutritional supply, entangled with each other, piercing the bodies of other vines with their barbs, and robbing each other of nutrients.

That scene made Xu Yichen, who was used to seeing chaos demons, feel a little creepy.

The witcher now understood the meaning of the other party's sentence: "The wrath of nature will punish the enemy in its own way".

The ranger Alix even bypassed these 'blood-sucking' vines from a distance: "Master, you and other druids didn't grow these things in the forest, or any other carnivorous plants, did they?"

The ranger was really frightened. He had hunted greenskins and other dangerous creatures in the forest, mainly relying on his own traps and lurking skills.

Basically, when you see a tree hole, you want to drill into the weed pile. If you encounter this thing, how about it?

Alix was not afraid of death, but he couldn't accept such a tragic death.

"We are the defenders of the natural order!" The gray-robed druid said loudly: "We will not leave anything that will affect the natural environment."

Following the druid's words, the vines, which were originally full of vitality, became withered while hurting each other, and became entangled into a ball, which was put back into the pocket by the druid.

This thing is really a good product for home travel, a must-have product for killing and destroying corpses! The witcher looked at the dozen or so monsters on the ground who couldn't tell how ferocious they used to be, and wondered how he could get some benefits from this gray-robed druid.

"Psychic fluctuations have disappeared." Effilar squinted his eyes, feeling the shock from the subspace, and said to the witcher.

"What exactly is this thing?" Xu Yichen picked up the corpses of the monsters with his sword and observed them, and found that these dead monsters seemed to look exactly the same.

They look nothing like the creations of those Chaos gods.

The demon hunter's experience in this area can be considered to be rich. He felt that the appearance of these monsters could not echo the preferences of the four evil gods.

Maybe they are wild creatures in the warp like the "famine aliens"?

With a hint of doubt, the witcher walked towards the silent camp following the footprints of the elf sentry.

When entering the gate of the camp, the howling cold wind brought frost all over the sky, blowing towards the face.

With only a distance of 50 meters, the temperature inside the camp was much different from the outside. The surrounding temperature reminded Xu Yichen of the cold current on the Beria Plain.

The last time I ran away with my teacher, what exactly was chasing me in the fog?

The witcher recalled every second of the memory at that time, and he remembered the strange howling sound with a kind of twilight and desolation, what exactly blew the horn?

The wind and snow were mixed with hail the size of rice grains, and they hit the face with the strong wind, but the effect of [Bath of God's Blood] made the witcher completely ignore these pains in the cold wind.

But this kind of weather, this kind of wind, snow and wind that is not caused by nature, quite affects the perception of the outside world, Xu Yichen can only vaguely feel that there are other people watching here.

Ten meters away, in a vast expanse of whiteness, he vaguely saw a black figure standing there motionless.

The tall figure was wrapped in black armor with clear lines, and the same black cloak danced wildly in the wind.

"Be careful, there are enemies!" Xu Yichen opened his mouth and shouted, but he was not sure if his teammates heard his warning.

The skull-shaped visor didn't even leave an observation window, and no part of his body was exposed. The demon hunter immediately remembered the set of magic armor Nangong Yujun was wearing.

The opponent was nearly two meters tall, holding a metal scepter that was as tall as him, like a street lamp.

The witcher looked at it, and it looked at the witcher.

The wind and snow became bigger, almost making Xu Yichen unable to open his eyes. He saw the other party hit the ground heavily with his scepter, and three monsters of the kind he had seen before jumped out of the void.

Only this time, the three monsters were faster, and it seemed that the surrounding environment made them stronger.

However, this is still not a reason for them to block the pace of the demon hunter. Xu Yichen brandished his weapon and nailed these monsters to the ground one by one.

The silver [Pure Fire] still shines with its own brilliance in the strong wind, inviolable.

The tall figure in black armor seemed to be a little afraid of this kind of flame, waving the scepter in his hand, and chanting an unknown language.

However, the witcher, who suffered from the spellcaster's hands several times, activated the incidental skill of [The Less Incomplete Pendant].

【flash】

Once a day, wherever you look, you can reach it.

"Boom!"

As a spellcaster, the mage in heavy armor in front of him had a somewhat unexpected power attribute.

Xu Yichen's inevitable blow was easily blocked by the opponent with his own metal scepter, and the huge force even pushed him out a step away!

The opponent did not see any spell-casting movements. With the enemy as the center, the entire ground became open to the surroundings like flowers, but these 'petals' were made of sharp ice crystals!

The witcher turned on [Red Time], and rolled backward twice in a row before completely dodging the opponent's attack.

The silver-haired witch spread her palm unceremoniously, and pushed heavily towards the black-armored mage from the air. The huge wave of spiritual energy even caused ripples in the snowflakes!

However, the other party raised the scepter in his hand again, and the psychic energy fluctuations that were not inferior to Effilar's erupted on the scepter, completely blocking the psychic attack!

The staff in the gray-robed druid's hand took root and sprouted on the ground like an old tree, firmly fixing the druid in place.

As the druid chanted, a kind of light blue vines that had never been seen before intertwined on the ground and grew rapidly, soon surrounding the place where the black-armored mage was.

But in the next second, a sudden burst of cold current froze the unfinished plant cage in place.

At this time, another enemy with the same armor and holding a weapon in the shape of a mace walked out of a half-collapsed wooden house, holding a delicate box in his hand.

It was a box full of elves. Xu Yichen didn't know what was in it, but he didn't intend to just let the other party take it away.

[Demon Hunting Contract: Mount Summoning]

"Come out! Apocalypse!" The witcher knelt on one knee and put a buff on himself.

PS: During the Ching Ming Festival, there are many rains, and the cold spring is really TM cold