The Game of Demon Hunter

The team of fighting nuns had almost entered the slums, and with the faint explosion sound coming from behind, the whole team stopped.

"Lord Pads, the voice seems to be coming from the port. Is there something wrong with the Crimson Shroud?" A middle-aged combat nun reported her opinion like the Banner Sister.

The nun holding the flag pondered for a moment, then turned to another young clerical nun and asked, "Sister Catherine, reposition the child of calamity!"

The young clerk nun lowered her head and chanted spells, her eyes were blazing: "Lord Pads, the Son of Calamity is just two kilometers ahead, and the target has not moved! At the same time, traces of witches' activities have been detected nearby."

"Did you hear that! Our goal is ahead!" The banner-carrying nun ordered loudly: "Go ahead, no matter what happens, Lord Celestine will take care of it!"

"You have all heard what Master Pads said! Sisters, move on!" Sister Missal, the clerk, stood by Sister Pads this time.

The nun holding the flag snorted coldly, and said without turning her head: "Even cowards are braver than you, what are you waiting for! Go forward!"

The middle-aged combat nun who spoke before paused when she passed by the clerical nun Misar: "Master Misar, is this really all right? In case something goes wrong with Master Celestine, we will The one that was escorted..."

"Sister, you have heard Lord Pads's order, go ahead, there will be no problem with Lord Celestine on the black ship." Sister Misar comforted softly: "The child of calamity ahead will not Delay us for too long, make a quick decision, and we will rush back in time!"

Clerical Sister Missal patted the Battle Sister's shoulder armor: "When we return, anyone who dares to be unclean to the Witch King will regret that they came to this world!"

"Yes! Misar-sama!" The battle nun returned to her queue and continued on.

"Missar, do you allow Sister Pads to insult you like this?" Catherine, a young clerical nun who was left behind, asked.

"Catherine, you can't just take things on the surface. Lady Pads is just outspoken and has a bad temper." Sister Misar dismissed the young nun's question in a gentle tone.

When everyone was finished, Misar, the clerical nun, walked at the end of the line with a smile on her lips.

At the same time, the culprit who caused these battle sisters to divide has already set foot on the deck of the black ship.

The female samurai was the first to step onto the black ship, drinking vodka and shouting Ulla like a bastard! The monks and witcher who followed quickly formed a triangular battle formation on the deck.

On the deck, the five battle nuns didn't see a trace of panic. After the exploding ax thrown by the female warrior exploded, the battle nuns formed a defensive formation in the middle of the deck. They didn't know how many enemies were hidden in the dark night.

"Girls! Look here!" The female samurai took the lead in attacking, and [Flail of Slaughter] knocked a battle nun holding a shield to the ground with great force.

The metal shield decorated with various religious patterns twisted and deformed under the tremendous strength of the female warrior, and the nun's fragile radius and ulna behind the shield also broke at the same time.

In the next second, the female warrior lightly blocked the counterattack of the nuns with her heavy shield embossed with herself: "The movement here is loud enough! I hope it doesn't scare our mice!"

At this time, the female samurai was hiding in a nun's room with the mouse in her mouth.

A few minutes ago, the Shadow Assassin's special shoes made no sound on the deck. Relying on years of experience, the Assassin carefully avoided every piece of wood that seemed to be creaking, and silently walked under the eyelids of the Battle Nun. The bottom penetrated into the interior of the black ship.

In the dark corridors and narrow passages, the fanatical nuns have decorated every inch of the black ship with gorgeous portraits and scrolls engraved with scriptures for a long time.

Shadow Assassin Colin found that he couldn't blend with the shadow freely as before, as if some kind of force was suppressing his ability.

Damn it, the witch didn't say that the black ship of the nuns could suppress other extraordinary powers. The shadow assassin felt as if he had returned to the garbage heap of his childhood life. He didn't even have any clothes to hide his shame. He was hiding in a corner naked. Hope no one notices me.

Fortunately, the dark enough environment provided the shadow assassin with the greatest cover. He quietly passed an open cabin. Inside, a nun was kneeling on the floor with her back to the door, reciting strange scriptures in a small voice. arts.

As the ship shook, a deafening bang broke the silence in the cabin, and the Shadow Assassin heard the sound of weapons colliding from several nearby cabins.

"Damn it!" The assassin didn't have time to complain about his temporary teammate, he dodged into the room he passed by before, and closed the doors lightly.

Before the nun in the room could react, the assassin stabbed her throat with a poisoned dagger, and covered the nun's mouth with his other hand to prevent her from making a sound and attracting the attention of other nuns outside the door.

As the movement of the nun in his arms gradually weakened, the footsteps in the corridor outside the door gradually became quieter. The shadow assassin gently laid the corpse in his arms on the floor, carefully drew out his dagger, and put the corpse on the bed. The sheet was rolled into a ball and pressed against the nun's wound.

He didn't want the blood flowing out of the room to attract unnecessary attention, this room wasn't too big.

Even though it was confirmed that there was no other voice outside, the Shadow Assassin cautiously opened the door a gap, and used a slender metal rod with a small mirror on the front to observe the environment of the corridor back and forth.

Safe, the shadow assassin walked out of the room, thinking to himself, there are still eight minutes.

There were still eight minutes, and the witcher mentally calculated the time for the shadow assassin to enter the cabin.

"Attention, nine o'clock direction, enemy reinforcements!" The witcher used his long sword to push back a nun in heavy armor, and loudly reminded the female warriors who were surrounded by nuns.

Compared with the five nuns who faced them at the beginning, the nuns who emerged from the cabin not only had a lot of experience in equipment, but also more than half of the supernatural beings!

One of the battle nuns wielding a long-handled warhammer is as tough as the female warrior Vittoria! Fortunately, monk Tang Sanzang made a move and intercepted the opponent.

Contrary to Xu Yichen's expectations, the monk not only did not use his flexible body skills to avoid attacks, but instead acted like a warrior, confronting enemies with weapons with his bare hands!

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