The Game of Demon Hunter

"I said, let the dead be lively too." Victor released the pressure in his heart to his heart's content. The closer he got to Tzeentch, the more desperate he felt.

A mage is a profession that is more rational than emotional. Once he feels that his chances of winning are small, it is easy to compromise, and he will not be impulsive because of his passion. That is what soldiers like to do.

Victor has received a full set of education in the New World. He knows chaos and knows how bad his current behavior is, but he doesn't want to resist.

Those knowledge are too tempting, something he will never be able to master in his life, Victor said to himself in his heart, but another voice exposed him without hesitation.

"You are just afraid of death, long for power, and even become a lackey of Chaos." It was the mages who brought Chaos into this world, and those survivors became the later Witch King. When the Witch King taught his descendants, he always emphasized The dangers of chaos.

"What can I do? That kind of power is stronger than the Witch King. How can I resist? I'm just a mage." The firmness in Victor's mind lasted only a second before he surrendered.

A pair of dark blue weird wings tore his back and protruded through his body in blood, which was Tzeentch's new reward.

The dead on the ground, mainly the green-skinned corpses, just as Victor said, stood up unsteadily.

Unlike the walking dead in Storm's End, these corpses were stuffed with new cores, and the soul demons directly summoned from the chaotic world replaced the dead souls and manipulated their bodies.

The first face the paladin Seven saw after waking up was the face that once belonged to a player from New China. If it wasn't for the two-finger-deep wound on the opponent's face, Seven might not have been alert so quickly.

The paladin of Campas, the god of war, seemed to have been electrocuted. He regained control of his body in an instant, and flattened the opponent's face with a fist with an iron glove.

He watched the familiar face being beaten to the head, but the other party didn't seem to care, shook his head and snapped his fingers, and a lightning bolt suddenly appeared and knocked the paladin to the ground.

Seven's blessed armor saved his life. The paladin did not waste this hard-earned favor, and calmly chose a tactical retreat.

The god of war does not despise such behavior, meaningless sacrifices are worthless.

Seven didn't have to worry about meeting other paladins this time, as bigger troubles came to him.

The two monsters occupying the Sirisian's body didn't seem interested in chasing the fleeing paladin. They directed the revived greenskins to form a circle.

Then there was another snap of the fingers, as if there were invisible big hands, and the green skins were twisted together, like a twist, connected head to tail, flesh and blood intersecting.

A chaotic-style door was completed, and pink little horrors jumped out of the door. If one didn't look at the bumpy skin and red eyes, mortals would even think that these little horrors were harmless.

But when their snail-like tentacles cross and begin to spew fire and venom, even the superhuman need to take refuge.

The greenskins were still the first to encounter the chaotic creatures. The greenskins infected this ruined city with their enthusiasm. They roared, they killed, they came Waaagh, and Waaagh passed, killing every thing that didn't look green. Step on your feet.

Now, they have finally met a strong enough opponent.

The grits hovering in the sky greeted Tzeentch's little pets first with a happy expression, and the overwhelming explosion turned the pink of the Horrors into blue.

The little Horrors who had suffered a great loss began to help each other to hug each other, their waxy bodies fused together without any gaps, and a Horror about the height of an adult appeared on the spot.

A large number of fireballs, heat rays, and frostbolt spells were thrown into the sky by the upgraded version of the Horror, and the grits suffered heavy losses for a while.

The corpses occupied by the chaotic monsters fought with the greenskins and players all over the city.

Cracks of chaos were built one after another. The silver-haired witch's face was still rosy, but the trembling from her hands still let the witcher know that she was not calm.

"Before the tide of psionic energy, they couldn't establish a channel connecting the two worlds so unscrupulously." Effilar let go of his hand and looked into those dark eyes: "Witches are the only ones they have outside the occupied area." opportunity, now they have a cheaper way."

"It will be resolved, don't worry, we will resolve it." Xu Yichen's attention was no longer on the witch, he saw the figure that was approaching in the dark clouds, looked at the lightning that continued to strike, and tightened his grip on [War Disaster] Handle: "Let's start with him first!"

Mu Tiegen also saw the changes in the paladin camp behind him, and saw all kinds of strange marine life on the beach.

They are very familiar with those things. After coming out of the Song Empire, for a long time, they have to go up to the deck every day to clean up the marine life infected by Chaos.

"Do you want to help them?" Zhang Ziyou glanced at the battle on the beach: "Although our positions are different, if Chaos appears, I am willing to kill Chaos first."

"That's a waste of time." Shu Mahe looked at the sea of ​​monsters in the distance, and the chaotic creatures were pushed to the shore like waves: "It can't be killed at all, we detected the pollution of the sea area before departure At least sixteen nautical miles along the coastline."

There are many species that cannot adapt to life on land, and were trampled to death by the new monsters behind without even a chance to stand up.

The paladins tried their best to resist, but the line of defense was still constantly retreating, there were too many enemies.

No one spoke anymore. As warriors and supernatural beings, the struggle between them and Chaos was no longer a day or two.

Several of the Demon Sect forces tried to join Chaos, but they were all wiped out by the Righteous Path, but compared with the Chaos War on the southern border, they were nothing.

Every warrior who has naturalized in Suwu Hall will be dragged to the battlefield over there to receive a two-week shocking education.

"Whoosh!" Mu Tiegen caught a weak arrow, looked up in the direction of the arrow, and saw a Song man holding a bow and arrow waving at him.

"Follow me, we are in serious trouble!" Ji Wanbing turned around and ran towards the inner city along the walls and roofs of the ruins.

Behind Ranger, in the direction of the coastline, a tentacle ten meters long protruded from the sea, smashing the bow of an expeditionary warship.

A gigantic octopus showed its tip of the iceberg and greeted everyone in Wangxiang City.

Tzeentch's new believer, Victor has been preparing for this day for half a month, and this is the biggest surprise.