God-level Demon Hunter

The five people hid behind the rock pillar, their eyes continued to turn, they passed a long-dry fountain in the center of the dark square, and then to the side, it suddenly shrank into a prismatic shape.

A pitch-black behemoth stood quietly beside the fountain.

It has the limbs and head of a human being, and its height is at least three meters, and its sturdy body is full of oppression.

There are circles of fluorescent belts wrapped around his body, engraved with dense, profound and obscure magic runes.

There are charcoal-like pillars growing on the limbs and forehead.

The image is simple and honest, grotesque and terrifying.

Clay Golem

Identity: Guard (It guards this place faithfully, driving and killing all intruders.)

life value:?

Attributes:

strength:?

Agility: 12

constitution:?

Perception: 10

Will: none

Charisma: 4

Spirit: 20

skill:

Clay Body (Passive Solidification):

As a creation of clay and magic power, it has infinite strength, thick skin, and +10 physique and strength.

Clay golems do not need food and water. The core of the golem inside and the magic runes on the surface of the golem will automatically absorb free elements from the air to provide energy for continuous operation.

Immune to all mental abnormalities such as fear, immune to bleeding, fire and poison.

Sensitive to strong acids.

……

hiss--

Roy's eyelids twitched as he looked at the long list of immune words.I am very glad that I called my teammates. If I ran down to fight it one-on-one, I would definitely be beaten badly.

After all, this guy has rough skin and thick flesh. He chopped it with a weapon alone, but he didn't kill him. He probably exhausted himself first.

And it does not have the attribute of will, simply put, it is as solid as a rock and cannot be shaken.

Demon hunters don't think that the hidden trump card, shock and shock, can have an effect on golems!

……

This thing is so eye-catching, the four well-informed older witchers recognized its identity at a glance, their faces were either dignified or excited.

This amounts to common sense.

Many powerful warlocks like to buy or make golems by themselves to serve as loyal guards.

Compared with another cost-effective bodyguard troll, golems are expensive to build, but they don't need to provide a lot of food continuously.

Even more rigid and dull, unable to communicate with the master, but because he doesn't eat oil and salt, he won't be coaxed by the sharp-toothed and sharp-mouthed humans like a foolish troll.

It means that this war cannot be avoided.

The bald man pondered for two seconds, then took out the structured sword oil for modified creatures from the space ring, and distributed it.

Only two common materials, dog fat and hairball mushroom, are needed to refine the structural oil, so the demon hunter has always prepared it in the space and can take it at any time.

Take the sword oil.

The five demon hunters sat cross-legged on the ground, and according to their respective rhythms, they smeared their shiny swords with creamy ointment.

The arm movements are obviously uneven, but there is an indescribable sense of harmony.

"Grumbling..."

One bottle of thunder per person.

On the cheeks, the terminally ill black blood vessels are thicker.

After drinking, the bald man drew a symbol of Alder's seal on the ground with his fingertips, and then pointed to himself, Oakes, Serrit... Roy.

Arrange the order of release.

The lips opened and closed, silently made a few mouth shapes,

"Dodge the charge!"

If such a behemoth launches a sprint, the impact force is probably no less than that of a petrified lizard, and no one present can counter it head-on.

Everyone nods their heads, draws five fingers in unison, and releases a pale yellow light to flow around their bodies.

Roy took out the hooded Golfin Big Orange and ordered it to stay where it was.

Everything is ready now.

The bald-headed man with a sullen face rushed forward, followed by four companions, moving in different directions, rushing forward like a gust of wind, and surrounded the huge monster in the center.

In the darkness, five pairs of animal pupils flickered with fluorescence.

As if through the night, wolves hunting lions.

The golem was awakened instantly by the abnormal movement, and the runes engraved with the bloated body were shining brightly.

"Ugh—" it shook its body and let out a dull growl.

The whole cave shook with echoes.

But before it could make a move, the muscular arm of the bald man suddenly pushed forward!

"boom!"

The air oscillated, and the powerful impact pushed the golem to stagger and lose its balance.

Immediately, a purple magic circle rose into the air, and an Arden magic circle further weakened the golem's speed and reaction.

The demon hunters on all sides attacked frantically.

The silver sword wrapped in sword oil drew afterimages all over the sky.

Sparks fly.

A series of "puff puff puff" sounds sounded, and countless sharp knives scraped against the hard ceramics, but could not touch the inside.

"Roar - woo -"

The huge shield-like arm was as swift as thunder, and swiped to the sides, blocking several silver swords.

The golem suddenly raised its neck and roared, its dark and heavy body was unusually silent and tightened, making an obvious gesture of accumulating power.

"boom--"

The air exploded again, and Oakes hit its broad back with an alder.

The power storage was directly interrupted, and the golem took two steps forward clumsily and embarrassingly.

The demon hunters seized the opportunity and bombarded them with silver swords and seals.

And so on and on.

The five seals cooperated tacitly, and the golem was fixed in place and beaten, and it was almost impossible to attack once completely.

After five rounds.

The demon hunters consume more than half of their mana.

The golem's speed is visibly reduced.

The radiance of the runes all over his body was dim, and the hard clay skin was riddled with holes, almost exhausted.

Perhaps it is a program formulated by the creator, before it is destroyed, it is ordered to make a fatal blow.

The golem broke free from Arden's shackles like a flash of light, and jumped up suddenly.

Fall!

Dust overflowed, and the powerful shock wave pushed all five demon hunters away.

Then, the wooden face covered with runes turned to the demon hunter with dark golden pupils.

The huge body exploded with unprecedented speed!

Two meters away, a huge warning rose in Roy's heart.

The hill-like shadows pressed down head-on.

The strong wind blew black hair flutteringly, and his face was tense.

Less than half a second.

There was no time to dodge, or even to call out the hand crossbow and start flashing.

But his mount is still sitting obediently in the distance - teleportation!

"Shh-"

The huge figure smashed into an afterimage.

The demon hunter's figure melted into the air at once, and reappeared, standing beside Golfing Daju who was already standing at the corner of the cave in the distance, squatting on the ground.

"Meow?" The cat Amber looked at its owner suspiciously, and pulled his trouser legs with its meaty claws.

Roy narrowly escaped death, angrily directed at the golem standing awkwardly in the distance, and pulled the trigger continuously.

"Swish, whoosh—" three arrows in a row.

The golem finally exhausted its last life and crashed to the ground.

"Kill the clay golem, experience +50... Demon Hunter Lv7 (1180/4500)."

……

"Huh, it shouldn't be... Why is experience so low?" Roy picked up Golfin, wiped off his cold sweat, and followed the crowd towards the wreckage of the golem, showing surprise on his face.

"Does this big man have no soul, or is the soul incomplete? There is only a body?"

Artificially modified life, construct, is that the case?

On the other side, Oakes had already pulled out three trophies from the wreckage, and everyone's eyes couldn't help being attracted by one of the reddish-brown things with a smooth surface, which was as hard as jade and shaped like a heart.

"The most valuable thing is the core of this golem, which is worth hundreds of crowns. It can be sold to warlocks, and it will soon be used to create a second golem."

Serrit explained, "However, the essence of the monster and the infusion dust are also good."

"Can you give me this... monster essence?" Vulture made a rare and coy request, "The cat sent the herbal decoction formula, which happens to be needed, and I want to keep it for Karl."

"This thing belongs to you!"

The snake witchers have no objection.

After putting away the remaining two things, Roy sat down cross-legged and meditated with everyone to recover the lost magic power and physical energy.

Chapter No.17 Dry Bones

An hour later, the witcher, who had recovered some of his magic power, continued to explore the dark cave.

The fountain pool is not far away, and the braziers are extinguished at regular intervals, forming a conspicuous passage.

Everyone lit the fire all the way.

When the light drove out the darkness and coldness, after walking a few steps of rotten stone steps, they came to a sealed gate.

The dim yellow flame illuminated a piece of silver ancient runes on the door.

A faint magic lingers.

The school pendant trembled slightly.

"Boom, boom..." Oakes clasped his fingers lightly twice, put his palms together and pressed hard, but the door remained motionless.