The Game of Demon Hunter

The monk Tang Sanzang used his body like iron and steel as a fulcrum, abruptly withstood several paladins who didn't know what they had encountered.

These paladins can still skillfully use various combat skills. Although they lack the bonuses of holy light and divine magic, even the most devout believers must admit that in terms of attack and strangeness, the power added by Chaos is far greater than Other supernatural powers in this world.

The paladin named Landers was once a firm believer in Lathander. The monk couldn't tell whether there was still a soul belonging to an extraordinary person left in the broken shell of the other party.

Master Sanzang's gaze was firm, unaffected by the surrounding magic flames at all, his metal fingers pierced through the enemy's ragged skin, tearing off a large piece of carrion.

There was no blood or bones under Landers' flesh, and all kinds of oddly shaped, palm-sized monsters jumped out along the wound like colorful jelly.

As if seeing the most delicious delicacy, these little monsters without mouthparts let out ear-piercing screams in an unknown way and rushed towards the monk.

Or the witches behind the monks.

The whistling sound of the little monster made the witches present feel as if they had encountered a natural enemy. Their ears were filled with the whistling sound, and all kinds of strange and colorful stripes appeared in front of their eyes.

Carlo, a young girl who had just become a witch, didn't even have a chance to react. She lost her consciousness in an instant and collapsed to the ground.

The kitten Lulumiao is like a folded-eared cat, with the two cat ears on the top of her head tightly clasped on her head, hugging Effilar's waist tightly, and trying her best to push her little head towards the silver hair. Witch's bosom plug.

The middle-aged witch didn't care that the spiritual energy fluctuations caused by her spellcasting would be discovered by the paladins of the church, so she tried to draw a spiritual wall on the ground to protect everyone.

The invisible pen drew a shallow line of less than 30 centimeters on the ground, and then the witch fell to the ground convulsing all over.

Altea immediately released her psionic energy to fight against this influence, but obviously, for the chaotic creatures, the existence of a witch is like a big gift bag that exists in the main material world.

No matter how powerful a witch is, she is also afraid of encountering chaos demons in the wild.

At the beginning, Altea summoned a chaotic creature from chaos to the main material world as a test object and kept a pet by her side, relying on the power of the magic circle to deprive the chaotic creature of its psionic energy.

The hatred for Chaos made Altea like to use all kinds of conceivable methods to torture his captives besides research.

The moment Althea's spiritual power protected her brain, she seemed to see the black cat she raised before, looking at her with emerald green eyes.

The cat's tail, which was covered with scales, touched the witch's exposed ankle with a cold touch: "Hello, witch, I said that sooner or later we will meet again, with different identities, let's come together Do you want to change your place and experience the good memories from before?"

Althea felt her eyesight drop suddenly, as if she had changed from a humanoid creature to a cat on all fours. In front of her, a woman who looked like her was holding her in her arms with a friendly smile.

As the field of vision continues to rise, the surrounding environment also returns to the secret room of the blind eye jewelry house, and all kinds of dreadful surgical instruments are placed in their positions in an orderly manner.

"Chaos monster, what shall we do today?" The witch said in a blurred tone that made Altea's hair stand on end: "Let's see how long you can last in the strong acid? Or let you enjoy the ice and fire?" Chongtian?"

"No! I'm you!" Althea saw the original self in the witch's almost crazy eyes, and she was absolutely sure that this was herself.

As if traveling through time and space, returning to the past, at that moment, Alteya suddenly remembered this scene, and he had indeed heard this sentence from the mouth of the chaotic demon.

However, she took this as another kind of bewitchment from Chaos, and even worsened, she began to retaliate.

"Do you think you can confuse my mind, Chaos monster? I am the master here, and I will be your nightmare!" The black cat and the witch said these words almost simultaneously.

The black cat that Altea turned into showed a humane wry smile. She knew that all of this had already happened, and no matter what she said, 'I' would never believe it.

Could it be that he had fallen into the trap of chaos as early as that time?

Alteya remembered the torture he was about to suffer, and looked desperately at 'self' adjusting various instruments of torture.

As a witch who became a monk halfway, Effilar did not use psionic power when she encountered danger, but subconsciously hugged the kitten in her arms tightly.

The screaming sound from her ear made her feel nauseous, dizzy, and had a splitting headache.

Effilar supported his body, watched the silent nun Celestine striding over, glanced at the witches who fell on the ground with a complicated expression, and finally shook his head.

Celestine dragged the stumbling witches to Effilar's side, and gently covered Effilar's forehead with her palm.

In an instant, the silver-haired witch felt that her world had returned to peace, and even several witches breathed a sigh of relief in a coma.

The kitten trembled in Effilar's arms, and instead of raising his head, he hugged the witch even tighter.

Panting heavily, Ji Wanbing walked into Sister Silence's side, and finally got rid of the feeling of nausea and vomiting before, but the bow and arrow in his hand remained open.

For the Silent Sister, the members of the Retribution War Group have always maintained their vigilance. When Ji Wanbing saw that the witches were almost wiped out in an instant, he restrained his urge to make a move and stared at Celeste. because.

The screams of those little monsters had far less impact on other people than on witches. Ji Wanbing felt that this was like a weakened version of infrasonic damage.

Accompanied by a not-so-strong sense of dizziness and vomiting, Ji Wanbing took a deep breath and stepped out of the protection of the Silent Sister.

Within two meters of Celestine, this psionic scream was weakened to an undetectable level, but the ranger needed to get closer to the enemy.

Those bouncing little monsters looked very flexible, and Ji Wanbing couldn't hit the target 100% from such a long distance.

Moreover, he was also worried that other accidents would happen after these things got closer to the witch.

"Come on!" Ji Wanbing pulled the bowstring in his hand, and a trace of thunder was attached to the arrow, with a blue-purple light, shooting a little monster into the air!

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