The Game of Demon Hunter

Xu Yichen turned on [Red Time] when passing through the city gate, and passed through at the fastest speed.

Sure enough, as he expected, the tunnel closed almost in the blink of an eye. If he was a little slower, he would be sealed inside by cancerous flesh.

The inertia brought about by the speed caused the witcher to roll forward continuously the moment he rushed through the city gate. Less than ten centimeters behind him, the two tentacles of the big city gate smashed to the ground.

In three seconds, Xu Yichen rolled out of the attacking range of the Great City Gate, sneering at the clawing tentacles.

Seeing that there was nothing to be done, the revitalized Great City Gate directly blocked the gate hole on this side with two tentacles, growing cancerous flesh and blood tightly.

"The great Lord of the Plague has almost enclosed Storm's End in his own garden. Your arrival is just another pile of fertilizer, outsider." The voice of the big city gate came through behind layers of protection: " And we will gain eternal life and walk in the world again."

Xu Yichen shot two swords from a distance, even though the arrows were smeared with his own blood, they still couldn't penetrate the two hard-shelled tentacles and hurt the opponent's flesh and blood.

"Eternal life?" The witcher didn't have time to waste here, and put away his bow and arrow: "Aren't you immortal now, but unfortunately, the way Chaos realizes human dreams is far from what you expect. "

"No, you're lying!" The entire gate of the Great City shook: "Father Nurgle would not do this. His messenger once promised us a perfect body. He promised us that we would become miracles!"

"Look at yourself. From a biological point of view, your existence is a miracle." Xu Yichen walked away without looking back, only the voice floated over: "If you follow the standards of the city gate, you are indeed It's a perfect body."

The witcher didn't pay attention to the wailing from behind him anymore. Since the other party still retained his sanity, he should be one of the members of the Brotherhood who first offered sacrifices to the evil god.

Xu Yichen himself didn't lie, although it was just speculation, but he had seen many times about the evil tastes of the Chaos Gods.

In their eyes, the distorted and crumbled souls of human beings are flawless treasures, and the purer the souls, the more they will please them after they fall.

Storm's End is a city full of pragmatism. Inside the solid walls, there are planned blocks and residences. Almost identical buildings are neatly arranged in the most space-saving way.

This is a newly emerging mining city. If it weren't for this disaster, Xu Yichen even doubted that it would have the hope of developing into a primary industrial city.

Although the surrounding natural resources may not be able to supply enough of its population and the supplies it lacks, the lord here already has a vague idea.

In broad daylight, Xu Yichen was walking in the deserted streets. On the ground every few meters there were puddles of suspicious blood, or unrecognizable carrion, and the bloodshot white bones tenaciously maintained the last struggle of the dead.

In every city where a biochemical crisis has occurred, there will be a large number of undead, and Xu Yichen and the others often perform beheading missions or rescue missions.

This time, it was almost the same. The witcher stood at the end of the street, using his long sword to lightly tap the metal lamp post on the side of the road, making a crisp sound.

Messy footsteps appeared in every dark corner, dragging their broken bodies, and the undead appeared in front of the demon hunter with hatred for the living.

"Buzz!"

A sharp arrow pierced through the head of the first undead person who appeared, Xu Yichen showed the last kindness to the other person before he could even see clearly.

This is respect for the dead and protection for the living.

When there is no follow-up support from large-scale cleaning troops, Xu Yichen doesn't mind solving the plague bit by bit with dripping water and rocks.

Even if the plague cannot be solved, he can also solve the carrier of these plagues.

In the storage space of the witcher, there are a total of 2,000 arrows, which are used repeatedly to remove the necessary wear and tear, enough for him to use until the Storm's End Rebellion is completely over.

So Xu Yichen had no intention of saving ammunition at all, and kept opening and closing the longbow in his hand, sending the sharp arrows one by one to where they should go.

The undead that kept appearing filled the entire street, and the nearest one was less than five meters away from Xu Yichen, but Xu Yichen still drew his bow and shot arrows calmly.

The pace of the witcher's feet was steady, one step back, each step back was accompanied by two bows, the two undead closest to him would be headshot and fell down, becoming a stumbling block for other undead.

Xu Yichen had observed the surrounding environment before this, and before exiting this street, he still had at least eight chances to shoot arrows.

As for the undead in front of him, there were more than a hundred of them.

Compared with real cities, the size and population density of cities in this world make the number of undead more friendly.

If he was given two to three months, Xu Yichen would even be sure to clean up the entire city with one sword.

After overcoming the fear of the dead, these attributes are no different from ordinary people, but they have lost the rotten meat of their brains, and are far less dangerous than wild dogs.

He just needs to be patient and kill them one by one. Sooner or later, all these plague carriers will be killed.

But how could it be so simple for the plague that the believers sacrificed the whole city in exchange for?

A piercing bell sounded in the distance, half a street of undead seemed to be awakened from their sleep, and their chaotic eyes gradually regained clarity.

If it weren't for the rotten flesh, tumors and bitten wounds all over his body, Xu Yichen would even think that these people were refugees from somewhere.

"Meat! Fresh meat!" A middle-aged man with a big belly, half of his face was eaten away, exposing the bones, shouted at the witcher in an indistinct tone: "Give me meat! I Want half of his face!"

What responded to him was an iron arrow with a cold light, directly piercing through his brain.

The middle-aged man suddenly rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, losing his vitality.

The other undead are also constantly making similar sounds, and the speed and coordination of their actions are gradually increasing. If they were just walking dead before, now these undead have been upgraded to the level of mobs.

The undead soldiers at the back split into two groups and crossed the alley, intending to outflank the witcher from behind, while the undead soldiers in front, regardless of men, women, young or old, charged forward with claws and claws.

"Dang!...Dang!..." The sound of the bell in the distance kept ringing in Xu Yichen's ears.

PS: It’s raining heavily, it’s cool to be cool, and you have to row a boat when you travel...

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