God-level Demon Hunter

"call--"

A flash of light rose in the air in front of the man's eyes.

A round crystal glass jar turned into a stream of light and flew into the window, landing right at his feet.

The speed was so fast that the man's heart skipped a beat, but he couldn't react at all, so he heard a crisp "click..." sound.

Broken glass splash.

A large area shone like a star, and tiny fluorescent particles drilled out of the glass jar, spread to the surrounding space in the blink of an eye, and wrapped Olof upright.

"Zizi..."

Yellow arcs shot out from the warlock's body, and the unimpeded magic power in his body seemed to be frozen in an instant, unable to mobilize even a tiny bit!

"Come on!"

Olof yelled, pulled away and sprinted for the door.

After all, having been the Big Three for more than ten years, he has encountered many dangers, and his face is not messed up.

however.

"Whoosh-"

A small crossbow shot through the window and shot into the room.

Space ripples like water.

A slender man with black hair, golden eyes and a slender figure made ripples miraculously.

At this moment, the warlock stopped running away and turned around abruptly. No spells or gestures were seen, and the ruby ​​ring on his index finger burst into a dazzling yellow light.

"Boom—"

Instant - fireball!

A fist-sized, orange fireball stirred a row of flame waves and headed straight for the attacker.

The tongues of flame around the fireball were extremely hot.

Just half a breath.

The temperature in the room was roasted several degrees, and the air was twisted under the high temperature.

And the demon hunter who got out of the ripples had no time to react, and was hit in the chest by the fireball.

boom!

Sparks flew, and the yellow light disappeared.

The seal of Kunn covering his whole body was instantly shattered, and the huge impact knocked the demon hunter backwards.

He groaned in pain.

The life value dropped by one-third.

"Naively, anti-magic bombs can restrain me?" Olof blocked the door with a hideous smile, and stroked the obsidian ring on his middle finger again.

"Z-"

The virtual room was electrified, and the whole room glowed with blue light. The twisted silver snake came out of the ring and hit the fallen demon hunter.

No, only an afterimage was hit.

When the demon hunter was in danger, he rolled to the side, narrowly avoiding the electric shock, and the delicate red carpet beside him was pierced, and scorched threads were pulled out.

Immediately afterwards, Roy reached out with his left hand and grabbed the hand crossbow from the void.

Index finger pulls the trigger.

"Whizzing--"

With the blessing of multiple enchantments, the two arrows dragged their meteor-like tails and reached the warlock's chest in an instant.

And Olof still looked calm.

The experienced mage has already pinched the pendant around his neck first——

"Bang, bang...boom..."

Three consecutive collisions.

The moment the arrow was close to the body, it was bounced away by the magic shield that the warlock had activated.

The two stun arrows made Orlof sluggish for 0.2 seconds. A normal spellcasting warlock had already lost his combat effectiveness due to the backlash of the spell.

But he is different.

Inspire spells instantly with carefully crafted enchanted gear.

There is no interruption.

After the golden magic shield deflected the arrow easily, he still had enough energy to activate the second spell——

Resist the force field!

"Boom!"

A wave-like white air current is centered on Olof, sweeping towards the surroundings.

It was as if a tenth-level gust of wind had erupted in the room.

The quilt cover, the mirror, and the crystal lamp on the ceiling were all thrown away by a huge thrust, making a mess!

As the arrow flashed and approached Olov, the demon hunter who bore the brunt was pushed to the window like a tattered puppet, and slammed into the wall hard.

Severe pain all over, limp and weak!

A hint of pain flashed across the dark golden pupils.

The witcher gritted his teeth.

"activation!"

The coolness surged up, instantly soothing the pain.

……

However, it was too late for Olov to take advantage of the victory and pursue, his face turned pale, and he fell into great panic.

The first panic in the battle appeared on his face.

Also the last time.

A row of blood-colored tentacles reflected in the pupils, drilled out of the void, passed through the impenetrable mana shield, and entangled his body, his will, and his soul.

Make him unable to move, not even a finger full of rings.

"call……"

Within two seconds, the demon hunter had climbed up and rushed to his side again in a blink of an eye.

The silver sword with a leather sheath in his hand knocked on the head of the short purple hair from top to bottom.

Hilt strike!

"Boom"

Olof Beard fell head-on, hard.

Lost consciousness like a dead dog.

"Huh—" Roy let out a long sigh of relief. This was the first time he had beaten a Warlock so embarrassingly.

"Spellcasters must not be underestimated in the future, especially well-prepared ones!"

Roy took the warlock's arm, dragged it to the center of the room, and opened the door.

"Caz—"

"Hey, boy, have you been bitten by a ghoul? Why are you so disgraced? This guy is so tricky?"

"Serrit, don't make sarcastic remarks to me! Close the door quickly!" Roy squatted on the ground, and quickly took off the eight rings and the exquisite Haoshi amulet of the warlock. "How's the situation outside? There was a lot of movement just now!"

"Don't worry, this guy's bodyguards are all asleep. Let 'himself' explain it clearly later, and there will be no problem!"

"Then, Your Excellency Gawain, now he is in your hands..." Roy glanced at the two ordinary men surrounded by the Snake Sect.

The latter clasped his fingers in front of his lower abdomen, with a sullen face, he took a step forward extremely anxiously.

Yellow eyes the size of sesame seeds locked on the unconscious Olof Beard...

The three demon hunters also held their breath, staring at the doppelganger with beast-like vertical pupils without blinking.

They are the first time they have seen the shapeshifting monsters display their abilities in person, and they are not willing to let go of a single detail.

Soon, Gao Wen's facial features began to disappear, like dough that had been kneaded, his body, limbs, and bones also began to shrink, collapsing towards the central mass.

into a wriggling blob of mud.

A dazzling blue light flashed.

It seems that there is an invisible and transparent sculptor in the room, kneading and shaping the mud mass delicately.

Limbs, necks, and faces pop up quickly, from blurry to lifelike.

But two or three seconds.

A "twin brother" of Olof Beard appeared in front of everyone alive.

"Tsk tsk..." Roy touched the doppelganger's arms and neck in surprise, and handed him the collected enchanted equipment. "It's exactly the same as the real thing. I didn't expect that even clothes and pants can be transformed."

"That's right... Even if this guy's parents are here, they can't tell the difference." Serrit said.

"This time's plan seems to be pretty sure." The bald man patted Olof the shapeshifter on the shoulder, and said boldly, "Gawain, oh no, Your Excellency Olof, from today onwards, you and the demon hunter It's a grasshopper on a rope."

"We are the most solid allies. If you have any troubles in the future, just mention it! Of course, in some critical moments, I hope you can lend a helping hand!"

"Ouch..." Olof the Shapeshifter suddenly retched, clutching his stomach, "This guy, what a fucking pervert! There's actually a whole room full of dried corpses."

"Have you read his memory?"

Roy asked curiously,

"Well... a small part."

"Uh... as an ally. We have to make a rule, without permission." Serrit said solemnly, "You can't copy your own brother."

"Okay, Your Excellency Olof, you go to see the bodyguards first and wake them up!" Lei Suo's tone sank, and his knife-like eyes glanced at the unconscious Collector, "We should arrest this guy as agreed. Brought to the old place."

"Don't keep Keyan and Todd waiting too long."

Chapter 41 Compromise

A bleak wind and rain enveloped Nuocheng.

The majestic and solemn Temple Island was covered with a mournful and hazy veil.

Cross the winding path overgrown with weeds on the edge of the island, and go deep into the secluded mountains near the sea.

The light of candles and braziers illuminates a laboratory with stalactites on the walls and hexagrams on the floor.

The man with disheveled hair and ragged clothes was lying in the center of the magic circle. Suddenly, his whole body trembled and he opened his long and narrow eyes.

He looked around in a daze, and the next second, as if he had been greatly frightened, his face turned white.

Nostrils fluttered, breathing was rapid, and the limbs covered with anti-magic metal shackles shook uncontrollably.

Even though he has been away for 30 years, this place where he has struggled for thousands of days and nights is still unforgettable for him!

"Matio Sikura...do you still recognize me?"

In the quiet laboratory, there was a hoarse and unpleasant sound like a file.

Several men stepped out of the shadows behind the stalactites.

The leading man's dark red skin was exposed, and his scarlet eyes were like a blood-colored abyss. He stared straight at his face, overflowing with boundless hatred and murderous intent, like a bone-eviscerating steel knife, trying to cut him into pieces !

Beside him, a few men in light leather armor, with a strong figure and a strong temperament, with the eyes of beasts flickering, also stared at him.

"What Matteo? I don't even know him!"

Olov replied without thinking, and recognized the identities of the people next to him in a blink of an eye.

"Okay, so it's you, the Snake Demon Hunters! How dare you kidnap me, do you know what that means?!"