The Game of Demon Hunter

　　 The champion of the blood **** lost nearly half of his body fluids and 80% of his internal organs, finally unable to support the body to continue fighting, and knelt forward weakly on the deck.

　　 The demon hunter nailed his long sword aside, and in silence, he picked up the intestines of the red armored warrior with his hands.

The blood god’s champion team’s demon hunter’s behavior was indifferent: "My lord is the beginning and the end, the lord of the living, and the head of the dead. Those who insult the lord are self-humiliating, and the lord is self-respect. You will eventually find out Road can escape."

　　 The Demon Hunter didn't reply to the red armored samurai's words, but tied a knot in his intestines.

"Life is born and in the holy color of my lord. Isn't the first act of a baby's birth just the cry full of anger? Without this roar, how come you and I have achieved today?" Lost the blood in the eyes The **** champion stared at the demon hunter with empty eyes.

　　 Xu Yichen could see the red-armored warrior's scorched brain through his eyes, and the movements of his hands kept moving.

"It's all thanks to the Lord's grace that we have today's meal. Everything we eat every day is related to violence and death. Overwhelming hatred is all in this act? No life, where can we die? Without life, where can we be born? "The champion of the blood **** still chanted.

　　 The demon hunter remained silent, and the necklace in his hand firmly tied his intestines to the bone spear in his hand.

"Relying on the name of the Lord, we will be victorious in all battles. After experiencing many sufferings in the world, we know that the way to live is only cruel. As a samurai, even the highest and most virtuous one can't help but expect to exchange the death of the enemy for the remnant. The champion of God lowered his head and seemed to accept his fate calmly.

　　 The demon hunter looked back at the brass beast that had already rushed to the other side of the ship, and said to the red armored warrior: "Are you ready?"

"You will know that I am in charge of life and death, and shepherd all things. You must believe me, and you owe the Lord's grace, it is a lot. Unbelievers, who of you dare to declare that you will not regain the tools of God? You? Who would dare to declare that he would not rejoice at the coming of the divine anger?" The champion of the blood **** did not listen to the words of the demon hunter.

Xu Yichen lifted the bone spear in his hand and raised his arms high. The force started from the feet, gathered at the waist, gathered at the chest, and sent at the arm. The bone spear flew towards the brass behemoth in the distance with a whistling sound. The spear of the demon hunter burned away, piercing the brass rhino's carapace.

"Traveling, fighting, killing. My life is war. My food is hatred. The widow’s weeping soothes us, and the salty land allows us to sleep. In the final analysis, you all follow him... "This is the last word left by the champion of the blood god.

　　In the distance, the irrational brass beast broke through the ship's side and dragged its master into the endless chaotic sea, disappearing without a trace.

The steel battleships docked next to them looked like bubbles in the sun, turning into phantoms and disappearing into the sight of the demon hunter. The chaos warriors on the deck avoided him, and disappeared into the air one after another, leaving only the shark people on the ground. The corpses piled up into mountains.

　　 This is probably the last node connecting chaos and dream, right? The demon hunter looked at the blood-red Chaos Sea as if it had been boiled, and began to surging and bubbling.

A voice suddenly appeared and echoed in the entire space: "Hooks and exaggerations, you despise teachings and regard them as nothing. You do not know that deception and lies are your clothes, and your oaths contain integrity. Our dream is to bring the world to life. The creatures pay with blood and swords. Only then can his kingdom come."

　　The young demon hunter relied on his long sword and sat on the ground: "It's my ass."

　　 Immediately, the whole world began to fall apart. Xu Yichen looked at the silver-haired woman who had been protecting the girl Carlo in the distance, and waved goodbye gently to herself.

　　 "We will meet soon, my knight." The vague voice reached Xu Yichen's ears, and then he was kicked out of the girl Carlo's dream because the owner of the dream had awakened.

　　 It’s not when the girl Carlo has recovered to her original state, and is no longer floating in the air as before. She is lying on the floor at this time, stretching a big lazy waist like a little girl who just woke up.

"Dad, I had a dream. There are so many weird things in the dream. There are you and him in the dream..." The girl rubbing her eyes finally realized that her environment was not in the environment she was familiar with. In the hotel, his father was lying on the other side of the room, not knowing his life or death.

　　 "Dad! Dad! What's wrong with you?" The girl Carlo ran to the knight Bart's side, watching the other two people in the room warily.

A woman with a hood covering her face, a man standing in the middle of the room with a weapon, a trace of flame is slowly extinguishing from him, and the black hair reminds the girl Carlos of knowing she met on the boat. Li Yanlong.

　　 The witch keenly discovered that with the girl's vigilant gaze, the dust on the floor began to float, and some decorations that had just been restored by the witch shivered slightly on the wall, and the amplitude became larger and larger.

The witch stretched out her hand~www.novelmtl.com~ to soothe the restless energy in the air: "Calm down, child, we are not your enemies. Your father is just asleep. The situation is more complicated. If time is late, I will Sit down and have a good talk with you, but now, I'm afraid we lack time most."

　　 The witch glanced at the young apprentice demon hunter. The secret hidden in this apprentice really refreshed her knowledge of him again and again.

　　 She really did not expect that the Demon Hunter would be able to rescue the Ypsilon-level awakened witch from the realm of nightmare so smoothly, especially when the witch’s dream realm also received fear of abuse in the latter half of the journey.

Among the chaotic evil gods from the void, I am afraid that the Lord of Blood, the Skull Supreme Horror, is the most tyrannical person to treat the son of calamity. Unlike other evil gods who lure and buy, they are more willing to use the head of the son of calamity. , To express the worship of fear of abuse.

　　 This young demon hunter, the hot flame, like the nemesis of the energy from the void in his body, just standing by his side made him feel unbearable.

　　 At this time, Xu Yichen, who had recovered from the battle of dreams, opened his eyes. Those eyes were the same color as Li Yanlong's childlike face, which made the girl Carlo feel a little at ease.

　　 "You are safe, tomorrow morning, I will let Li Yanlong take care of you and your father." The first sentence of the demon hunter made the girl Carlo let go of her anxiety.

　　 "Really? You know? But Dad said..." The girl Carlo felt her heart beating faster, could she really see him?

　　 Xu Yichen’s retina refreshed several tasks-related news, one of which was task reward, which made the intern political commissar’s mouth a sullen smile. That’s right, Li Yanlong, the organization has already decided!