God-level Demon Hunter

After doing all this, he had a wonderful connection with this parchment, as if an extremely important part of his body was detained inside.

Then, O'Dim hooked his hands, and the whole contract flew into his hand, rolled into a tube, and kept it close to his body.

"I can't keep a copy? You don't have to sign?"

"There is only one contract, and Gunter Odim is the contract, and he cannot betray himself."

Roy was thoughtful, "Don't you need to leave me a mark or something?"

"The effect of the contract is enough, there is no need to brand it..." Odimu smiled, "You have a special hobby, I can help you... Or you win this game and get a 'winner's honor' ?”

"It's no use."

Roy shook his head, and put the still Golfin Black Cat and the Blood Gem in the hood into the pocket of the bald man.

"Interesting transfiguration and soul." O'Dim commented.

Just as Roy was about to say something, two clear applause suddenly sounded in his ears, and then his eyes went dark, and he fell into the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers——

The world was spinning, as if he was falling into the bottomless abyss, and he turned around 360 degrees. A strong dizziness took over the demon hunter's mind.

At the same time, the suffocating air flow passed by quickly, and the demon hunter thought of his first experience of passing through the portal.

"Already started?"

But he didn't have time to think about it. In less than two seconds, the darkness was replaced by a glimmer of light, his vision returned to clarity, and the world changed before him.

Roy was startled to realize that he was sitting on a dirty ground, the gray night sky above his head, and the faint moonlight illuminated a savage wasteland, with low shrubs, dry bushes, and jagged rocks everywhere.

"Where did you get me?" Roy yelled at the sky twice, suppressing the dizziness in his head, and barely stood up.

Gaunt O'Dim's voice, coming from all directions, answered him.

"If you want to play, let's play..." The voice was like a clown's joke, with a trace of uncontrollable excitement.

"I will come up with a riddle, solve it, 'catch' the answer, and you and Ariane will be free again, and you will not be disturbed by me for the next ten years."

"Can't solve it?" Roy slowly turned around and looked around. He had never been to this place, and he hadn't even seen a similar place, but it was undoubtedly terrible and brought him great pressure.

"Hahaha," O'Dim laughed maniacally, "Then there is a crazy and interesting journey waiting for the three of us. You suggested it yourself, didn't you?"

"Tell me about the riddle..." The demon hunter breathed out and pricked up his ears.

"Everything in the world is related to me, but some people are afraid to avoid it." Master Mirror has a melodious tone, as if reciting a poem.

"Touching and playing will make you lose your mind, but no attack can hurt me."

"Children are happy when they see me, elders are afraid of me, and girls can't take their eyes off it."

"You can speak, so can I; but you have a voice, but I am silent, so I have no lips to open and close."

"Tell me, what am I?"

……

After listening to the riddle, the demon hunter lowered his head, pondered for two seconds, and then slightly curved his mouth, "You're doomed!"

"Oh, is it? Just wait and see, confident friend...you must find me before the sand in the hourglass streams away."

A small and exquisite hourglass fell out of thin air and fell into the palm of the witcher. He folded his five fingers together and held him in his arms.

"For the sake of fairness, I have a small gift for you before the official start. Your current state is really too bad."

After O'Dim's words fell, the old injury between Roy's right chest and abdomen gushed out a hot current, as if a masseur was relaxing his muscles and blood, and he was so comfortable that he almost groaned.

When the warm current disappeared, the demon hunter touched his ribs, and suddenly found that the wound left by the fight with Mrs. Lin Zhong had disappeared, and the broken rib had healed as before.

He stretched his waist, stretched his muscles and bones, and made a crisp sound all over his body. Then he took out the sword belt containing Guwahir and Arondette and the hand crossbow from the storage space, and wrapped them around his back. Then, a The sound interrupts further action.

"Since you are ready, let's start now," O'Dim said with a hearty smile, "I have prepared a lot of surprises for you during the journey, enjoy it... By the way, any cheating is prohibited!"

Chapter 14 Teasing

"What the hell is this place?" Roy climbed over the rocky hillside and set foot on a rugged and winding path.

He looked far into the distance, at the end of his line of sight, hidden in the mist, there was a huge full moon hanging on the top of the undulating hills, the bright moonlight was clearer than the surface of Vizima Lake, exuding a thrilling beauty, as if as long as he As soon as you stretch out your hand, you can touch the surface of the moon, a circle of gray and black ringed mountains.

"Haha, do you like it? You have to see it!"

"But remember, you have to find the answer before time runs out."

The voice of the mirror master sounded like a tarsal maggot again. He did not know where he was hiding, admiring the struggle of the witcher.

Roy ignored the joke, the hourglass in the palm of his hand was small and delicate, but the speed of sand passing was not fast, he probably had—

"One hour……"

His heart moved, and he tried to mobilize the loot package again. His past experience had already allowed him to guess the answer. If he could mobilize the sword oil, potion, and drinking water in the space, then the problem would be easily solved.

But this time, the loot package failed to respond to his command, as if sealed tightly by an unknown layer of magic.

Roy then pintoed Gowihir and Arondette respectively, observing the supposedly smooth blade of the sword through the moonlight.

It's a pity that the blade of the sword was plated with a layer of hazy white at some point, like a night pearl, which dazzled his eyes and could not reflect the shadow at all.

"It's really not that simple."

Roy found another piece of mud nearby, quickly dug a pit with a weapon, looked around for a while, and urinated into the pit. The result was very strange. The ground was made of unknown materials, and the liquid was absorbed instantly. Puddle declared failure!

"Is this the so-called ban on cheating?"

It seems that these opportunistic methods are not advisable.

Roy landed lightly on his toes, his slender limbs were as vigorous as a cheetah, and his figure shone in the night, like a floating ghost, moving extremely fast.

The wilderness was dead silent, so quiet that it was frighteningly quiet, except for the sound of his "poof, poof" footsteps, there was not even the low chirping of small animals and summer insects that lurked at night and came out at night.The air was filled with light and cold mist, and sparse weeds and dead ancient trees with distorted shapes stood on both sides of the road, like guards guarding the gate of doom.

Every few steps, there are old trees stretching out their branches, lifting the lanterns, and emitting ominous red light, rendering the ground a color like blood.

A strange and dangerous atmosphere spread in his heart. Roy felt his temples throbbing and restless as he ran. After about 5 minutes, his premonition was confirmed.

Without warning, two black figures emerged from behind the stones on the side of the road, rushing towards them with gusts of sinister wind.

Hastily accepted the move, but Roy was calm and composed. His rich combat experience allowed him to react in time, instead of retreating, he rolled on the ground along the gap between the two monsters first, avoiding their pincer attack, and then turned around. , the right hand pulled out Arondette behind the back and stood in front of the chest, and the left hand outlined the seal of Kun En.

Under the pale yellow light, it flexibly swam around and circled around the attacker.

Ghost

age:? ? ?

Identity: Energy bodies (they are toy puppets created by a mysterious being on a whim)

Life: 80

Attributes:

Power: 8

Agility: 5

Constitution: 8

Perception: 5

Will: 4

Charisma: 3

Spirit: 4

skill:

……

These two monsters were unlike anything the witcher had ever seen before. They were black as ink, swallowing up the surrounding light.

It exudes vicious and destructive malice, without the slightest breath of living things.

The witcher could only see a rough shape, which resembled a common humanoid monster by the water—the water ghost.

Hunchbacked, belly as big as a bucket, limbs dry and slender... good at waving claws and attacking continuously, every attack goes all out.

But when they attack, they don't yell like water ghosts, and maybe they don't have the function of making sounds at all.

After almost grasping the ghost's ability, the demon hunter turned around and retreated again, dodging their pounce, and then pushed his palm forward against the ghost.

"Bang!" A strong airflow suddenly erupted, and the two monsters staggered back as if hit by battering hammers, losing their balance.

The next moment, Roy held Arondette horizontally, and the tip of the sword took a few steps forward to meet them like lightning, and slashed out three swords with "shua, shua, shua". neck, chest, thighs.

The blade was still as clean as new, without a trace of blood, and after being hit hard, the two ghosts lay quietly on the ground, quickly dissipating into the air like evaporated water vapor.

"Kill ghosts, experience +20..."

"Kill ghosts, experience +20..."

Demon Hunter Lv6 (3480/3500)

"There are experience points?" Roy was surprised and delighted. The soul is the source of his experience, and the puppet created by Master Mirror has a soul. What a powerful ability is this?

"It's really considerate, if you come a few more, you should upgrade."

But he didn't have time to gain experience, this battle took about 1 minute, he had to hurry up.

"Master Mirror," Roy yelled into the air while running, "You never said there would be a monster attack!"

"My world has to follow my rules!" O'Dim retorted, hiding somewhere, "and this is just an appetizer."

"Then this place no longer belongs to the previous world? Is it another plane, or a place created by Gunter Odim?"

Before he could think about it, Roy noticed from the corner of his vision that not far from his left hand, a row of low stone stairs went up, and two lanterns cast a strange red light, illuminating a dilapidated and dilapidated pavilion.

The witcher paused, then quickly approached.

This pavilion should have a history of hundreds of years. It has been devastated by wind and rain. Only a few broken tiles are left on the top cover, covered with moss. It feels soggy, sticky, and gross to the touch.

There was also an old well in the center of the gazebo. Roy leaned into the mouth of the well. The red light of the lantern illuminated the dry bottom of the well. There were a few small animal bones and a few withered branches, and there was no water left.

Roy frowned.

"Dude, this well doesn't give you any inspiration?" Gaunt O'Dim's voice came from the bottom of the well. "Why don't you come in and take a look? I'm in it."

"Odem, don't play tricks to mislead me!" The witcher looked determined, "There is only your 'echo' in the well, and although the 'echo' satisfies 'you can speak, I can speak', it cannot be touched , is by no means the answer."

"You've got some brains, witcher."

"Each each other..."

……

Returning to the path from the gazebo, soon, Roy passed a suspended single-plank bridge. Under the bridge was a bottomless rift valley, in which gray-black clouds and mist were lingering, and faint yellow lights flickered in and out of the mist. There was a dull, impetuous roar.

The hot and smoky wind blows up from the abyss, carrying a pungent sulfur smell.

"Is there a river of lava below here?" The demon hunter stood on the bridge for a while, then felt slightly dizzy due to fear of heights. He could almost imagine falling from the single-plank bridge, falling into the magma and being completely melted into gas , The tragic situation with no ashes left.

He quickly looked away, and then a strange, clear and childish voice suddenly stopped him from behind.

"Roy!"

"Help!"

"Huh?" The demon hunter's heart skipped a beat, and he fell into memories for an instant. This voice was so familiar that he spent most of his childhood with "him".

"Who will call me Roy? Could it be an illusion?"

He couldn't help turning around and looking back, and suddenly found that not far from his feet, a thin and slender arm stretched out from under the single-plank bridge, tightly clinging to the wooden board.

A boy stubbornly popped his face,

Black watermelon head, chubby face flushed with blood, about eight or nine years old.

The two caterpillar-like snots under the nose sucked and sucked, which was quite joyful.

……

Roy's pupils constricted, and he couldn't laugh at all, "It's fake, right? Yes, it must be O'Dim's trick to confuse me!" Some painful memories rolled in his mind like a flood.

Could it be that Master Mirror really has the ability to reunite the lost souls of the dead and imprison them in another world?

He immediately shook his head, regained his composure under the influence of will, and continued to walk to the other side of the single-plank bridge.

"Roy, save me...I'm Little Brandon!" The boy cried out more miserably, breathing more and more quickly.

The witcher hurried away.