The Game of Demon Hunter

When the witcher relied on his intuition to avoid the opponent's attack, a series of torrential ice and snow storms covered the entire battlefield.

The sharp icicles descended in the white mist, piercing through the randomly spliced ​​flesh and blood monsters, and the inexperienced spell shield of the witcher persisted under such blows for less than three seconds before shattering and disappearing.

Tianqi stood up and threw Xu Yichen on his back, using his broad body to protect him from harm.

It was an indiscriminate blow, Legolas dodged every icicle that fell from the sky, but the wounded on the ground couldn't protect themselves.

The elf knight gritted his teeth and took out a magic scroll from his pocket, and tore it open fiercely. A rainbow-like energy layer instantly appeared in mid-air, blocking the attacks from the top of the head for the people inside the 'wall'.

This kind of magic scroll that can be used by anyone without mana activation is a new technology developed by elves in recent decades.

The elf mages who have been secretly building the ark have almost consumed the wealth accumulated by the elves for countless years. This kind of magic scroll that can be torn off and used is a product they developed to make up for the shortfall.

It's just like other technologies developed by elf spellcasters, the cost of this thing is unacceptably high.

Those who can afford it are basically spellcasters.

Although this kind of magic scroll can store spells almost perfectly, with only a very slight wear and tear, there is still no market for this expensive scroll.

Because it inspired human mages, they soon developed a product of the same type but at a lower cost, which is the magic scroll that is popular on the market now.

Fortunately, the scroll that Legolas was carrying could be regarded as a masterpiece among them, and it passed the test as a defensive spell.

Because this ice storm lasted for fifteen minutes.

Although there are defensive spells to block the ice attack, the surrounding temperature drops sharply.

The 'wall' that gave this small team a chance to breathe became a real wall. The corpses were frozen together, and the blood condensed into ice to fill the gaps, making the entire wall indestructible.

Most of the deformed flesh and blood monsters around were pierced by ice, and a few lucky ones were forced to freeze in place, spreading a layer of white carpet on the ground together with the corpses of others.

When the ice storm came to an end, there was no sound on the battlefield. Even the fat monster who claimed to be the messenger of the plague god was frozen in a layer of ice and stood motionless.

The war horse Tianqi exhaled a long mouthful of steam that was no longer hot, and became illusory on the spot, and quickly disappeared into the air.

After suffering a lot of damage, Apocalypse couldn't continue to maintain his existence in the material world. Within a month, the witcher couldn't summon his mount again.

Xu Yichen could feel the remaining lenses in his eye sockets slowly wriggling, and under the effect of [Regeneration] talent, his eyes were slowly recovering.

He felt that he was very lucky. If it wasn't for the promotion of [Regeneration] talent, he might have to return to Antony Dagang and receive divine healing from the priests to regain his sight.

But how likely is it that a blind man can go back alive in this environment?

The hands that had lost their skin immediately grasped the [Elegant Ripper]. This sudden attack seemed more like someone helping him secretly.

Although it was an indiscriminate blow, the witcher could still hear the rapid breathing of the elves who were still alive, and the sound of a piece of ice breaking into his ears.

Since he can survive this ice storm, so can his enemies.

In terms of keeping out the cold, fat people always have more advantages.

The envoy of the God of Plague moved his limbs slowly, and the thick layer of ice cracked with a crackling sound. It was the main target of the ice storm summoned by magic.

So the ice that gathers around it is denser and colder.

But the blow couldn't really hurt it.

"If the temperature is lower, it might make me catch a cold." The messenger of the God of Plague muttered dissatisfiedly. As a member of the Nurgle Demon Army, it didn't like such an environment very much.

The low temperature is not conducive to it spreading the plague, after all, those cute little bacteria can't resist the severe cold like it.

It didn't immediately kill the enemies who had been severely injured, but carefully observed the forest with its vicious little eyes, looking for the enemies lurking in the dark.

The witcher took the time to adapt to his state, his skinless palm gripped the metal sword hilt tightly in the low temperature environment.

Soon, the blood froze the two together.

He quietly drank a bottle of healing potion provided by the witch to speed up his recovery, but regenerating organs is not an easy task.

The silver-haired witch looked for the witcher, and when she found him, she gasped.

The sharp-edged face of the witcher was half gone!

Where the nose was originally, there was only another bloody hole left. The occlusal muscles were exposed in the air, and almost all the teeth could be seen, making it look very hideous.

One eye is closed, and the lid of the other eye has disappeared, revealing an eyeless socket.

Blood kept gushing from the wound, and silver flames enveloped the witcher, making him look like a human-shaped torch.

If it wasn't for the fact that the other party was still standing there, holding a sword in both hands and maintaining a vigilant posture, Effilar would have thought that the other party was dead.

"He's really a tough guy!" Karu said weakly. The wound on his abdomen finally calmed down the berserker. When he saw the horror of the witcher, he didn't know whether he could maintain his strength in that situation. fighting power.

But the opponent seemed to be able to fight those monsters for hundreds of rounds!

"I'll go and pull him back!" Alix was about to jump out when he was held in place by his teacher.

"Be careful, we have a new guest!" Ladia said, looking at the white mist not far away.

Four figures in full armor appeared on the edge of the white mist, one of them was holding a huge staff, and six ice crystals revolved around him like satellites.

The other three guarded him with swords and shields in their hands. Their target seemed to be the messenger of the plague god.

As the leading spellcaster waved his huge staff, six ice crystals exploded beside the messenger of the plague god like cannonballs.

PS: I went out to play for a day today, so the two chapters were written in time for the evening, and they will be released together

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