God-level Demon Hunter

The five black-armored soldiers suddenly fell into an ice cave, and an illusion suddenly appeared in front of them. The enemy who had just died in their hands seemed to turn into a demon spirit, hugging their bodies with screams and screams.

Gnaw their flesh and soul.

As soon as they let go, the weapons fell to the ground, and they trembled in place!

All kinds of situations happen in less than a second!

Roy stood up in the jungle of swords, and at the same time instinctively pulled the trigger, flashing a surprise attack.

Ripples appeared in the air, and the silver sword drew a graceful arc in midair.

A warlock's head fell to the ground.

There are still two mages left.

The black tide of cavalry and infantry quickly approached to protect the precious spellcasters here.

still have a chance!

Thunder exploded, and the warlock threw another flash.

The ground where Roy was on fell apart, revealing a large pit, and he flashed to the penultimate mage.A resisting force field pushed him away.

But the scarlet octopus summoned by the shock has already entangled the mage's body tightly.

The demon hunter swung his sword, and Arondette was as irresistible as the call of death, and easily chopped off his head.

The last mage left.

The emerald green eyes under the cloak shone with extreme shock and fear, and her pretty face was as white as snowflakes. Before that, Fringilla Vigo never believed that there existed such a person in the world who could harvest six people one by one. The mage's life is still under the protection of dozens of soldiers.

And his eyes, his movements, his elusive flashing ability, his unstoppable and surprisingly powerful hand crossbow, are not like a person at all.

"demon!"

She clenched the amulet around her neck tightly, and murmured.

Heart is desolate, seems to be too desperate, no action.

Roy rushed to her swiftly like a demon, and swung his long sword!

The blade fell, cutting through the air.

It was only a few inches away from Wei Ge's neck.

Roy shook his head in disbelief, his sleepy brain hesitated for a quarter of a second.

"Whoosh—" A crossbow arrow struck from behind and pierced his shoulder.

"boom!"

The flames in Weige's palm jumped, blowing him away, exposing scorched flesh on his chest.

A Nilfgaardian rider charged, swung his sword, and slashed at his neck.

He seemed doomed.

However, distorted ripples appeared in the air, the knight suddenly tightened the reins, the horse raised its front hooves and neighed, a group of soldiers and Vigo looked at each other, the man who killed dozens of soldiers and five noble warlocks—that’s all It disappeared into the air strangely.

This time, he didn't even pull the trigger.

……

In the next second, a ragged demon hunter appeared hundreds of meters away, lying limply on a protruding rock on a cliff by the Manada Valley, groaning violently and weakly like a thirsty fish. respite.

Gorphin Gryphon leaped over and licked his master's blood-stained side face affectionately.

And his health and mana quietly decreased by less than [-]%, and there were at least [-] horrific wounds all over his body, including cheeks—burns, electric shocks, shock wounds, cutting wounds with sharp weapons, flying lion monster armor, and silent wounds. The cloak is completely scrapped——

"Nearly." Roy's strange pupils were full of fear. He had never been injured so much, and this was just a joke on the periphery of the battlefield.

If he had entered the center of the battlefield, he would have probably been swallowed by the cavalry.

"activation!"

"Gluttony!"

"Shua—" The two healing skills took effect at the same time, and Roy's health and mana, which were on the verge of drying up, were raised to 90.00% and 60.00% in an instant.

Shallow wounds immediately itch and scab over.

And moderate injuries, such as piercing arrow wounds, were instantly reduced to mild injuries with only a bloody wound left.

Roy closed his eyes comfortably and felt for a moment. He had just killed five warlocks and a dozen soldiers in the first battle.The experience value has reached Lv10 (3800/8500)

He jumped up.

Twist the neck and limb joints to move the muscles and bones.

Fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes.

"Calanthe, East, Ciri, I can only do so much for you."

In fact, if those mages hadn't been chasing him fiercely, he wouldn't have gone all out to kill him.

"I don't know what's going on with Geron?" He stared at the battlefield below, a trace of worry appeared on his face, and then activated the messenger crystal in his arms.

Chapter 27 It's not your fault

The sun was fierce.

The screams of killing in Manada Valley were loud, and blood flowed like rivers.

A thin figure ran wildly around the corpses on the west side of the battlefield.

The gray cloak is covered with a golden seal, and the vertical indigo pupils under the sunglasses are as sharp as a falcon, tracking the magical aura that may appear.

Enter the battlefield for hours.

Geron Molu circled the entire battle line twice, his clothes were drenched with sweat, and the hood was steaming with heat. He dodged countless arrows and even spotted several sneaky figures of Nilfgaardian mages, but he never found Ai. Lan's trail.

"Did I misunderstand the meaning of that mural?" A hint of disappointment flashed across the haggard cheeks under the black mask, "The teacher won't come here."

whoosh-

A crossbow arrow passed by the temple and was bounced off by Kunen's magic shield.

Geron leaned forward.

"No...not deep enough." Like God's will in the dark, he thought of the third number on the mural, "Death count! Has special meaning to him? Could it be that he was in the most intense battle, The place with the most corpses?"

In the center of the battlefield, infinitely approach death!

But Geron Molu just took a deep breath, with a look of determination on his face, his body turned into a spear tip, and he cut in along the edge of the Black Armored Army's battle line, rushing into the Nilfgaardian cavalry and Sintra. Where infantry collided most violently.

The black-armored rider wanted to break through the shield wall and drove straight in. Just as he charged into the phalanx, he was tightly trapped by the tower shields and spears of the blue-armored infantry.

All the space is filled with weapons, armor, and war horses, leaving little space for him to stay.

He could only jump forward by stepping on the thick and high pile of corpses.

In a splash of blood.

Jielong is agile and graceful, like a dancer dancing on the tip of a knife.

A tall black-armored horse stood in front of him impartially, with the sun cloak fluttering behind him, and Jie Long, who was in mid-air, suddenly pushed with his left hand!

"boom!"

An invisible magic force made the surrounding air surge wildly in his palm, and then rushed towards the knight like a gust of wind!

The black-armored knight seemed to have hit an impenetrable air barrier, and instantly he was turned on his back!

Geron jumped over the fallen knight and continued to penetrate the battle line.

Two seconds later, another group of soldiers with grim expressions and bloody armor blocked his way!

His emaciated body was as nimble as a loach. Taking advantage of the moment when both sides were focusing on the enemy, he suddenly lowered his body and pierced through the sword.

After a second mutation, his movements were extremely fast. The soldier only felt a gust of wind and a gray afterimage passing in front of him, but when he turned around, he saw nothing.

The deafening shouts and wailings, the rain of crossbow arrows, the swords reflecting the sun, the spray of blood, and the fallen corpses all failed to stop his progress or stop him for half a second.

After adding five or six bloody mouths on his body, he finally approached the very center of the battlefield——

The Black Armored Army formed live battering rams one after another, driven by blood and life, and kept hitting Sintra's flesh and blood defense line.

With every attack, dripping blood and minced meat burst forth!

A thick and sticky path of flesh and blood was paved on the ground.

What was even more frightening was that soldiers from both sides were shoulder to shoulder, and the corpses were next to each other without leaving any gaps.

No matter where the front row fell down, the rear immediately filled the gap quickly, and there was no retreat, and there was no way to retreat.

Jielong couldn't find a place to stay, so he jumped up and jumped on top of a black armored soldier, and tapped his toes lightly on the opponent's black flying wing helmet!

Before the soldier could react, he immediately jumped on top of another soldier, and just stepped on the helmets of a group of soldiers to advance to the death center of the entire Manada Valley.

The battlefield is like a terrifying meat grinder, where strong and fierce fighters are put into it, but they turn into mutilated and disgusting corpses when they come out.

Countless pairs of red eyes turned to the strange jumping figure, and someone hissed at him!

The crossbowmen unanimously drew their bows and set their arrows, and he was the focus of attention, instantly becoming the top priority target.

Arrows like a meteor shower shot at him across the air!

Swords, guns, swords and halberds pierced under him!

His figure is like lightning, dodging [-]% of the attacks.

However, the remaining one percent still smashed the golden Kunn seal in the first second, and the amulet given to him by Master Kalkstein only resisted it for two seconds.

And he unconsciously couldn't make any gestures with the palm that continuously outlined the seal.

He couldn't remember how many arrows he had been shot in. He felt severe pain in his back and then lost consciousness.

The whispers of the devil sounded in his mind, tiredness flooded in like a tide, he wanted to give up everything, his eyelids trembled,

An uncontrollable drowsiness enveloped him, only his feet were moving mechanically.

"Buzz-"

Suddenly, the Griffin pendant around his neck vibrated violently, waking him up.

Jielong's spirit was lifted, and a strong vitality gushed out of his body inexplicably!

The indigo pupils swept forward - a tall and straight figure in a purple cloak emerged from the invisible, standing quietly among the thousands of armies.

The foul wind made his cloak flutter.

His cheeks were covered by the hood, so he couldn't see clearly, but the rigid outline of his face and the amber vertical pupils were so familiar.

This is the answer that Jielong has been looking for all his life!

Make him unforgettable forever.

"boom!"

The cloaked man suddenly pushed out his left hand, and it seemed as if a small earthquake had erupted in the entire battlefield.

An indescribable surging air wave broke out rapidly.

Pass through all barriers between them in an instant.

Within ten meters nearby, the Black Armored Army, Sintra soldiers, and war horses were all blown away by the air current and fell to the sides.

For a moment, the scene became clear.

The cloaked man suddenly turned and fled.

Jielong chased after him desperately.

The howling wind made his cheek muscles tremble.

The blood flowing from the wound formed a blood path under his feet.

He gritted his teeth and pinched the vibrating crystal in his arms—it was Roy who was connecting.

But he let go of his hand.

This was his fate, and he had to face it alone.

……

The cloaked man waved his left hand like a shuttle, the seal of Alder continued to explode, and the soldiers along the way were knocked into the air without any resistance!