God-level Demon Hunter

He is afraid.

Even if a knight who has experienced many battles lures a "werewolf" in the dark night, it is difficult to keep calm.

Even if there is a protective magic circle engraved around him.

The beast-like dark gold pupils pierced the night and looked across the river, 20 meters away from the "bait", in a dense waist-deep elephant grass.

Roy put on detection sunglasses.

Immediately, more than twenty red light clusters emitting abnormal heat clearly appeared in the line of sight.

Some light clusters are strong, and some are weaker.

"The twenty knights of the White Rose, and the sorceress Triss Merigold."

There is no color on their bodies that represents the smell, probably because they used some special hiding method, so they escaped the demon hunter's senses, and to a certain extent, they could also deceive the "werewolf".

But they were fundamentally wrong, they picked the wrong enemy.

……

The red-haired woman crawled head-on in the sticky, icy soil, not daring to breathe.

The dirt stained her gorgeous and delicate clothes, but she didn't care.

The cornflower-like eyes watched the brave apprentice knight through the gap.

A smell of earth and grass lingered in the nostrils, leaves scratched her smooth cheeks, and mole crickets and crickets sprang from her arms propped on the ground, fingers covered with rings, amulets on her chest, and plump thighs from time to time. crawled through.

Make her itchy.

She tried her best to control her shortness of breath, enduring the coolness of the night.

She suddenly realized that Keira's words were not unreasonable. Why would a noble warlock come to this muddy water, like a farmer, no, like a shameless female beast lying in the farmland late at night , Who are you waiting to favor?

Well, for the so-called thrill.

The sorceress' eyes flickered brightly.

Breathing becomes weaker.

In the grass on both sides of her, there was a team of white rose knights in black armor, with shields on their backs, long swords on their waists, and Gabriel in their arms.

Their expressions were solemn and rock-like, quietly staring at the movement of the bait, their eyes glowed strangely, as if they had taken some kind of magic potion.

Their postures are vigilant and flexible, once there is any abnormality in the field...

Rescue can be launched in an instant!

……

As the night darkened, two groups of people with their own ulterior motives played the role of "corpse" quietly, and an hour passed quietly.

The moonlight rushed to the end of the river together with the veil-like transparent mist.

The legendary werewolf seems to be asleep.

The boy who pretended to be fiddling with the fish basket was still tense.

He gritted his teeth and began to plan the second step. He suddenly took out a dagger from the scabbard on his belt, reached into the cool river water with one hand, and took out a live perch from the fish basket.

"Shh-"

The dagger cleanly sliced ​​through the fish's belly, but he was too careless and used too much force, and the blade as thin as a cicada's wing cut his thumb at the same time.A strand of blood dripped on the land by the river, scattered into the air, and scattered into the unknown night with the night wind.

The young man held his wound in his mouth and continued to squat by the river, looking around non-stop.

From far away, the witcher could hear his heartbeat that was about to jump out of his chest.

The bodies of the knights in the grass tightened further... They looked like preying cheetahs.

Trissy's soft palms were dripping with cold sweat, her eyes were flickering, and her fingers tightly coiled a strand of red hair.

At this moment, even the air became still.

"Crash..."

In Curry, there is still only the sound of the river flowing.

"It doesn't work? That's right, this apprentice knight's acting skills are too bad," Roy exhaled and shook his head regretfully. "That cunning high-level vampire will definitely not be fooled."

He planned to take advantage of the night to relive the days of boating with Coral.

The badge on the neck suddenly trembled, and the surrounding air was filled with a strange compound smell, like blood, and like cream... It's indescribable.

Roy grabbed the badge, his body tensed up suddenly, the blood in his veins was instantly ignited, and he looked around as if he was facing an enemy.

And except for him, no one else felt it until—a piercing chuckle came from the night,

"what--"

The tone reveals the sharp sarcasm like a knife, and the indifference of a predator staring at its prey.

The witcher seemed to have a hallucination in front of his eyes, a pair of scarlet, cunning and cruel eyes appeared in the dark night sky.

But he couldn't catch the figure of that thing at all.

At this moment, everyone present was as if falling into an ice cave.

It seemed that an unknown existence was blowing cold air on the back of their necks, and they couldn't help shivering.

But he stood still.

They found no trace of the monster, and tried their best to catch it in the night.

Triss's face was snow-white.

"No, this thing is definitely not a werewolf!"

Holding her breath, she tightly held the amulet on her chest with one hand, and rubbed the ring with the other hand, ready to overturn the magical blow of the storm at any time!

Blow that thing into pieces!

After the light laughter, there was an unbearable dead silence, just like the extremely suppressed air before a heavy rain.

Everything before seemed to be an auditory hallucination produced by their nervousness...

Everyone's hearts contracted and swelled...they were inexplicably uncomfortable and wanted to vomit.

That thing is torturing them?

This idea just came to Roy's mind.

The elephant grass on the opposite bank began to shake and rustle.

A knight suddenly stood up straight, his eyes dull, and like a puppet, he pulled out the sword from his waist and stabbed his colleagues around him.

"Puff..." Under the detection sunglasses, the bright blood splashed a parabola in the dark night sky.

"Puff..." The No.2 knight got up, and the sharp sword stabbed at his companions coldly and decisively!

The sound of sharp knives piercing flesh, screams and grunts,

Instantly break the silence of the night!

"Enemy attack, line up! For the sake of Bai Qiangwei, maintain the formation!" A stern and calm male voice shouted.

In an instant, all the knights in the bushes split into three groups.

Some swarmed up to control the two "lunatics",

Part of saving the wounded.

The last ten knights drew their long swords in one hand and raised their shields in the other, forming a neat square formation, guarding the outer circle, and firmly protecting the rest of their comrades in arms.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the young apprentice who was acting as a bait surrounded him.

And Triss chanted the incantation at a high speed, and made complicated gestures with both hands. The magic aura illuminated the night sky and shot into the crowd from the amulet on her neck.

The two hypnotized people were shocked, and their eyes became clear again!

At this time, Roy, who stretched his neck and watched the situation, was surprised to find that there was something moving in the grass behind the knight formation, a black shape that looked like a huge bat.

It has a pair of wings on its back, without feathers, but composed of periosteum as thin as a cicada's wing.

The whole body is naked, the skin is covered with mucus, and the head looks like a mouse magnified a hundred times, but it has surprisingly large ears and a disgusting nose fan.

In the bloody mouth, two rows of fine fangs and a few protruding fangs shone coldly.

Mocha Apple Grufid

Age: 210

Identity: High-level vampire (he is the topmost existence among vampires, different from the original kind, his behavior is closer to human beings.)

life value:? (insufficient perception)

magic:?

Attributes:

Power: 30

agile:?

constitution:?

Perception: 13

Will: 9

Charisma: 10

Spirit:?

skill:

Blood Hunger Lv5: High-level vampires do not rely on blood to survive, but they are addicted to blood.If you drink blood in battle, you will quickly heal your moderate injuries.

Self-healing Lv7: Garlic, flames, and wooden stakes are all ineffective against high-level vampires. They have a very long lifespan and have a strong self-healing ability... Even if their hearts are pulled out and their heads are chopped off, they can slowly recover by consuming time. Some particularly powerful individuals can be reborn after a long time even if they are burned to ashes.

Hypnosis Lv6: Use magic power to weave seductive words, make the target open his heart and obey him.

Invisibility Lv6: High-level vampires can change the color of their skin at will, blend with the surrounding environment, and enter an invisible state that is difficult for mortal eyes to detect.

Bleeding Lv6: Turn into a group of bats, dodge attacks and move at high speed.

Blood Call Lv4: High-level vampires can forcibly order nearby low-level blood-sucking creatures: bats, vampires, blood demons... to act as their thugs.

Blood Forged Body Lv6: Unleash all power and transform into a giant bat. In this state, all attributes are improved, it has the ability to fly, grows fangs and claws, and is full of killing desire.

Blood magic? : A complex and advanced spell created by high-level vampires using blood and magic power.

Not enough perception to get more information.

……

In the eyes of the witcher.

It landed soundlessly and approached a guard knight, so fast that a suffocating gust of wind blew across his cheek, causing the latter to lose his balance.

A terrifying scene appeared in front of a group of knights——

The companion who was attacked was suddenly dragged by an invisible force, his head and feet lifted off the ground, and instantly appeared at a height of five meters.

And they couldn't see what was at work!

Moonlight falls.

The witcher saw better.

Surrounded by strange black smoke and blood energy, this humanoid bat hovered above everyone's heads, moving erratically at such a fast speed that it seemed to be flickering, leaving afterimages in the air.

While making a strange cry like a night owl!

It is playing with its prey.

In just two seconds, it had had enough, and suddenly threw the knight from a height!

The knight turned into a human-shaped cannonball and fell into the phalanx with a terrified scream.

All of a sudden, several people collided into a ball and turned into rolling gourds, howling and trembling, with their arms or thighs twisted irregularly.

There is a gap in the formation!

"Collect the phalanx! Cast the net!" Cleveland, the leader of the knights, shouted through the night.

"For White Rose!"