The Game of Demon Hunter

The evil wind howled from the gap left by the giant.

The silver-haired witch pressed her forehead hard against the hilt of the sword, holding the blade tightly with both hands, the blade cut her palm, blood flowed along the long sword, and vast spiritual energy was trying to pour into her head.

Effilar took to heart the warnings spoken by the Restless Sisters, and tried to keep them out.

Even on the island of Ophelia VII, when her sisters were flayed and howled and could not die, there had never been such a violent psionic impact.

Through the tears in her eyes, she saw the transcendents of the Retribution Warband scattered, those who had no connection to the psionic sea escaped the shrieking blade that was tearing at her heart.

He also saw the wide-eyed and sweaty Assassin Fan Li, the crossbow enchanted in his hands, and the hands with bruised veins from exertion.

Effilar gave the other party a reassuring smile as much as possible, then closed his eyes, trying to let go of his thoughts and shield himself from the influence of spiritual energy.

The black faceless giant slowly took a step, its feet smashed into the street, shaking the ground, and the surrounding ruined houses that had been inhabited for a long time were trampled to pieces like toys.

The giant that finally stood on the ground was fifteen meters tall, and its broad shoulders seemed to be able to drive two carriages. Even the paladins in the port area could easily see the giant's body.

But they can't take care of it now, another trouble is sweeping from the sea.

A giant octopus with a length of more than 40 meters was surfacing. Its gray skin was covered with evil eyeballs. Kong Wu's powerful arms and legs rolled up an expeditionary warship and threw it ashore.

While it was doing this, a large piece of lightning gathered on the other arm, and with the swing, it knocked down seven or eight gathered paladins.

They didn't even have time to disperse, they turned into ashes.

St. Tzeentch gave the witcher a double surprise. Everything here has become a pawn on his chessboard, and Xu Yichen himself is not even sure whether the outcome of this war will be just on his bigger chessboard. Another chess piece.

This kind of thinking made Xu Yichen feel frustrated, and he began to doubt the point of his fighting for it. The opponent was an evil god who could see through the infinite future, and he was just a player with a little fighting power.

In the state of [Mechanized Mind], Xu Yichen can calmly analyze the known information and compare the strength of the two sides, but this kind of rationality makes people even more desperate.

He knew very well that his thoughts were correct, and his resistance was meaningless.

Xu Yichen in the sky saw Brother Dianzi, the green-skinned man who appeared repeatedly, directing his boys to fire at the black giant. Hundreds of green-skinned men armed with bang-bang guns fired passionately. filling.

Xu Yichen even felt like laughing, what use are their weapons against such enemies?

But Brother Pianzi and his subordinates obviously don't see it that way. In fact, they are very satisfied with the new enemy!

The thick and big giant fits the aesthetics of green skins so well. It would be perfect if it could be painted green!

Even the sane, not-so-green-skinned Brother Idea was addicted to it. He dragged out the largest caliber cannon he had on hand, loaded the gunpowder and shells himself, and planned to do something powerful!

The [Battle of War] in the hands of the demon hunter seemed dissatisfied with the master's silence, it started spontaneously, and the roaring engine sound awakened Xu Yichen instantly.

No, that's not my idea! Xu Yichen recognized this temptation, which is like the vicious whisper that leads the lost to the doomsday, and the will-o'-the-wisp that lures people lost in the ancient swamp.

The demon hunter descended from the sky and ran on invisible stairs. He put his palms on the rapidly spinning sharp teeth of [Battle of War], punishing himself for his previous carelessness with severe pain.

Then he stretched out his bloody palm to Effilar, a large amount of blood almost dyed the other's silver hair red: "Hold on, we won't let chaos rage for too long."

The silver-haired witch nodded silently. The blood of the witcher was like an anchor in the storm, pointing directly at the North Star, giving her a chance to find her balance again.

Assassin Fan Li withdrew his finger with a face full of cold sweat. He almost pulled the trigger just now. If he did that, the crossbow arrow would probably be able to hit his head on the wall.

Of course, the crossbow arrow is more likely to be bounced off by the abnormal armor on the head. After all, this crossbow arrow is Yang Yuefan's looking for someone special crossbow arrow aimed at spiritual energy.

A guy from a related department will always keep his teammates safe and ready to punish his teammates at any time.

They have seen a lot of situations where they were allies one second and became enemies the next second.

Paladin Dale Seaworth stumbled along the ruins towards the direction of the expeditionary army. He was knocked unconscious by a corpse on the battlefield before, when he was extremely lucky to wake up instead of being chopped into dumpling stuffing by passing greenskins , the war in Wangxiang City has gone down a path of collapse.

He didn't know which party summoned the dark clouds and lightning in the sky, and he also didn't know when the little chaotic monsters all over the ground came out, and he didn't know what was going on with the black giant behind him, but he knew that there was something raging in front of him. The giant octopus is definitely his problem.

Just a few seconds before, a warship belonging to the expeditionary force had just passed over his head, destroying half a street of buildings, and Seaworth was sure that there could be no survivors in this collision.

He didn't know who was commanding the paladins now, but he was sure that it was definitely a mistake, because the paladin expeditionary force hadn't withdrawn from the port area yet.

The two warships are fearlessly resisting the giant monster with their crossbows, which is definitely a way to die.

Dale Seaworth climbed up a nearby tower, prayed to the Lord of Dawn, and at the same time unfolded the most precious magic scroll in his hand, which was a magic scroll that could boost morale on a large scale, but now The only reason Worth uses it is because it produces a dazzling light that stands out enough.

He needs to make his presence known to the paladins.

The half-elf hid in a certain cellar with a mixed team. The team consisted of New China players, EU players, and American Imperial players.

At this moment they all remained silent, because on the ground, the black giant was passing two streets away.

"Have you ever expected that you would encounter this kind of enemy?" The half-elf Ladia felt that every time he saw that witcher, it was a heart-pounding trip, and the meaning of his existence was to make big news.

"Hehe, that's right, we not only expected it, but also made preparations." An EU player hummed a few times with a frustrated face, and showed his equipment to others.

This assassin-type player brought four daggers and twelve throwing knives, and the sum of these weapons was not enough for the giant outside to pick his teeth.