God-level Demon Hunter

The Sintra soldiers with the three lions badge on the blue background finally recognized that he was a powerful "comrade-in-arms". Seeing him showing off his might, they couldn't help but boost their morale, roaring and rushing towards the infinite Nilfgaard's mortal enemy.

"Tattoo!"

The hooves of the war horses sounded like thunder, and several Nilfgaardian riders noticed the abnormality and charged forward suddenly.

"Whoosh-"

The blade switched to a hand crossbow, and Roy pulled the trigger. The small crossbow accurately pierced through the head of the knight in front, and a big hole was broken through the helmet and skull.

The whole person seemed to hit the wall in a high-speed sprint, was thrown backwards, fell heavily into the line, and knocked down several soldiers.

The horse that lost its owner rushed out of the battlefield.

Another black horse has already rushed nearby. The knight on the horse is wearing black heavy armor, the spear tip standing on his chest is shining, and the horse is also wearing black armor, like a steel fortress advancing at a frightening speed!

This time Roy didn't retreat but advanced.

Leaping towards the knight head-on, Gu Weiheer raised his head above his head, from top to bottom, and slashed in the air.

"Shh-"

The six runes on the sword were all extinguished.

A line of more than two meters in length, a vertical blood-colored sword qi pierced out of the blade, cutting through the air.

Suddenly, the spear broke, and a line of blood was split in the middle of the heads of the knight and the horse. Their bodies were neatly divided into two halves like butter cut by a hot knife, and steaming blood and internal organs fell to the ground.

The demon hunter walked through them and stood firmly on the wreckage, his gaze as cold as a knife between his gazes.

The sword energy not only sliced ​​through the knight, but also dissipated into the air just after dissipating in the air.

For a moment, the soldiers who caught a glimpse of this bloody scene couldn't help being shocked, and then, a terrifying counterattack broke out!

Several ten captains led the soldiers under their command to turn around and rush towards the witcher with eyes tearing apart.

Before that, the stormy crossbow bolts covered the area he was in first.

But they were all in vain.

"Whoosh-"

The bowstring vibrates.

Roy's body disappeared in place.

A flicker appeared hundreds of meters away, on a duckbill rock by the cliff of the valley.

No one can notice this extremely hidden location.

"Hiss—" Roy's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he gritted his teeth and pulled out the crossbow arrows on his thighs and shoulder blades.What's terrible is that the two crossbow bolts actually have vicious barbs.

If it was just cutting off the shaft of the arrow, it would greatly affect his movement, but after pulling it out, it took away a small piece of his flesh and blood, revealing a gap like a baby's mouth.

"Gulu Gulu..." Roy bared his teeth and sipped a bottle of swallow, dense black blood vessels appeared on the temples and forehead beside the mask.

A faint coolness surged from the wound, and the four star-shaped runes that Guvithil had just formed disappeared.

The healing white light covered the wound, and the coolness completely overwhelmed the pain.

Roy barely bandaged the wound.

He drank Pai Cui's potion, Thunderbolt, and Hekna's decoction continuously, and the swollen facial blood vessels squirmed further, like black vines growing wantonly.

He just squatted on the duckbill rock with a hideous face, overlooking the entire battlefield...

The battle between Cintra and Nilfgaard has become fierce, and the battle line stretching for a mile is extremely stalemate.

The incomplete corpses and the wounded who were struggling and howling, poured out large streams of blood, dyeing the entire emerald green valley red.

Thousands of miles away, like a purgatory on earth.

Nilfgaard's attack is still far from showing signs of decline.

And the whereabouts of Elan, which he pursued so hard, is still unknown.

"Sintra, let me do something for you at the end."

……

Roy's actions became more cautious, and he only searched for targets outside the battlefield. Once a Nilfgaardian soldier found him and approached him, he would preemptively use the hand crossbow to harvest the opponent's life.

After Gabriel has been strengthened many times, he has amazing penetration and range, plus the lethality bonus of massacre and specialization, it is enough to break through armor within [-] meters.

The shooting every 0.4 seconds makes it look like a scythe wielded by the god of death.

Vibrate the string at least twice, and one person will die.

The demon hunters came and went like the wind, and they could always flash and shift positions in time before being surrounded, constantly harassing the flank of the Nilfgaardian army.

When one-tenth of the crossbow bolts in stock were consumed and most of the magic power was used up, fifty black-armored soldiers died from the arrows.

Someone finally caught this lone shooter wandering around the edge of the battlefield!

"boom!"

Orange flames spanned the air.Without warning, a fireball exploded behind him!

"Boom!"

The Seal of Heriot was instantly shattered!

Roy's entire body was blown away by the powerful thrust of the explosion, and he fell forward with a mouth full of mud.

"Z-"

A purple arc plowed through the ground and hit his position!

He hastily rolled on the ground to avoid the electric shock, but immediately felt his body sink, as if his hands and feet were in shackles.

And opposite him, among a group of black armor soldiers.

Several warlocks in black cloaks shone with magical light all over their bodies, and they were flexibly drawing complex gestures with their hands, launching indiscriminate bombardment at the demon hunter almost without stopping!

Several fireballs will blow up his front, rear, left, and right spaces into chaos.

The broken limbs, mud, blood foam, and flying dust clouds on the corpse covered the guy's figure.

……

Fringilla Vigo stood in the middle of the mage team, her green eyes were staring at the dust cloud with panic, the lightning in her hand was ready to go, and her perfect figure was tightly covered by the black cloak.

She was panting heavily, the ubiquitous noise and bloody smell on the battlefield was like a steel needle piercing her brain, making her in agony.

She is tired of this evil, cruel war.

But she can't back down.

Emperor Emhyr once asked all the warlocks in Nilfgaard to make a simple choice: serve the country unconditionally, or die in prison.

As a sorceress serving in the Principality of Toussaint, Fringilla Vigo was powerless to resist.

She was sent to the front line to do her most hated, dirty job as an executioner.

This also does not allow her to be soft-hearted and show mercy, maybe she is the one who died!

From the moment she left the Amer Pass to the present, she and several colleagues around her are almost unstoppable in their magical pointers.

until just now.

That ghost-like shooter in a gray cloak shot and killed dozens of Nilfgaardians horribly in succession, his agility was so agility that it was not human.

Several mages have been staring at him for a long time, and finally seized the opportunity!

"Z-"

Electric currents, strong winds, and hailstones continued to hit the figure, magic bombarded the ground, swords clashed, and roared!

Click!

The man was crushed by the torrent of magic power, but his body did not spatter a drop of blood, but dissipated in the air like foam.

phantom?

The warlocks were startled.

"Whoosh-"

There was an imperceptible vibration of the bowstring, and the crossbow arrow flew into the defensive formation across the air. Under the flying wing helmet, a ball of blood burst from the eyes of one person and fell to the ground!

Another ragged, disheveled figure stood abruptly on top of his corpse, bowed and knees bent, most of the damaged mask exposed white and sharp teeth, and the strange-colored pupils gleamed coldly.

Raise your hand!

A dream-colored glass jar exploded in the Black Armored Army!

"boom!"

The ground shook violently, and the flames and explosions soared into the sky drowned most of the team!

Amidst the mournful wailing, more than a dozen Burning Men rushed out of the army, rushed into the battlefield and rolled all over the ground!I don't know where the infantry rushed forward and waved their swords to give them a good time!

……

But Wei Ge in the crowd just flickered and quickly regained her composure, just like her,

The powerful magic shield completely isolated the burning and explosion caused by the alchemy bomb, and the six warlocks were unscathed.

Amidst the billowing smoke that hadn't dissipated, the warlocks in the south immediately and instinctively drew the magic shield again.

"Crack!"

The second glass jar shattered.

White smoke filled with fine stardust enveloped the two warlocks who were close together.

Anti-magic metal dust penetrated their bodies, freezing their magic.

Both of them maintained horrified expressions on their faces, and one instinctively rubbed the ring on his left index finger,

Suddenly, a ghostly figure flickered behind them.

"boom!"

A scorching halo of flames rippled under the mage's feet, and Roy was bounced away!

But he was in mid-air, and he still retracted his five fingers, and Arondette slashed forward with all his might!

"Shh-"

The domineering and unparalleled blood-colored sword energy flew far away, tearing apart the flesh and bones like a bamboo.

The two mages were cut in half, their intestines and internal organs fell to the ground, and two pale faces were exposed from the damaged hood.

After one blow, Roy fell to his knees on the ground, muddy sweat and blood dripped down his chin, his whole body lost strength, his expression was in a trance, and he froze for a moment.

The other two mages immediately hugged and beat them hard.

One of them launched an air bomb, blasting him back into the air.

A pillar of fire roared from between the other's hands, sweeping towards the witcher, scorching the air with hissing flames.

Roy pulled the trigger at the last moment, his figure shuttled along with the arrow, dodged the flames, and flashed behind the nearest mage.

The arrow pierced through the magic shield, and the accompanying dizziness caused the sorceress to stagger. The wind blows away her hood and smooth blond hair, revealing a young and beautiful face.

The witcher's long sword swung in front of her.

There was a hint of pleading and fear in the beautiful eyes.

"Shh-"

Turn around.

At the end of her life, she glimpsed a headless corpse with blood spurting from its neck.

……

Seeing the remaining three surviving mages raise their hands to him again, Roy immediately dragged his heavy body and rolled on the ground. The roar and the sound of crossbow arrows exploded in his ears.

The right shoulder hurt like a pinprick.

The whistling wind came, and the five long swords greeted his vitals.

The attack suddenly stopped.

Scary, bloody tentacles emerged from the pool of blood at the demon hunter's feet.

One flutter and one tangle.