The Game of Demon Hunter

　　The monk stood up from the ground, tied his clothes and looked very capable, and the Demon Hunter nodded. Tang Sanzang was probably the witch's most worry-free foreign aid, and he didn't get any equipment from the witch.

　　 Xu Yichen knew that most monks were used to using their fists and regarded their bodies as the sharpest weapons, but there were still a few who didn't even use a piece of defensive equipment like Tang Sanzang.

　　 But since Tang Sanzang chose this fighting method, the Demon Hunter was willing to believe in his ability. Among all the transcendents you can meet, the monk may not be the strongest in combat, but it is definitely the most reliable.

　　 The female warrior put away her flail, took the shield next to her in her hand, and took a big sip with her magic flask nonchalantly.

　　 "The action begins." The demon hunter gave an order to Li Yanlong who was far away in the slum area. At this time, the message between the players was passed to Xu Yichen, saving a lot of trouble.

　　 "Received!" Following Li Yanlong's reply, the Demon Hunter nodded to the Shadow Assassin Colin: "Go."

　　 The Shadow Assassin disappeared in the shadow immediately. In the dark night, the Shadow Assassin will be the deadliest poisonous blade.

　　 "The action has started over there. I can feel the vibration in the void." The witch took a deep breath and said to the demon hunter, "Now it depends on how many people the nuns will send to the trap we prepared."

　　 "Fate takes care of us." The demon hunter looked at the harbor in the dark. Under the influence of dark vision, he could clearly see the huge monsters appearing on the harbor.

　　 The nearly 80-meter-long giant ship, with wings-like sails, drove into the port with an indomitable momentum. For a while, officials and workers on the dock caused a commotion.

　　 The huge hull and the unknown color made these mortals feel a little uneasy. The lighthouse in the port did not send out any alarm, and the patrol boat did not send out any signal.

　　 The tax officer on the dock opened his mouth and stared blankly at the black ship emerging from the thick fog. The record book in his hand fell on the ground without noticing it.

　　 The black springboard was lowered from the side of the ship, and a group of heavily armed nuns walked down from the black ship, forming a neat line on the dock.

　　 Forty nuns stood silently on the dock, and a nun holding a crimson monastery flag stepped down from the black boat.

　　 "Back to the mortal, the matter here has nothing to do with you, whoever takes you with you, leave here immediately!" An elderly clerical nun knocked the end of her scepter heavily beside the tax officer.

　　 "Yes, yes...female...sir." The tax officer fell to the ground at the moment the scepter landed, and after hearing the nun's words, he crawled backwards.

　　 When the nun carrying the flag walked to the middle of the nun group, the tax officer had already left with the port staff.

　　 "Sister Misal, why let those mortals leave?" The nun holding the banner gave her a dissatisfied look: "Any mortal who has not been tried is suspected of liaison and chaos!"

"Master Pads, those mortals are just a group of poor people eating in the port, let's concentrate on the tasks under Lord Celestine." The clerical nun Misal responded unceremoniously: " If time is spent on them, it may cause dissatisfaction from the local lords and the church."

　　 "Weakness is the source of sin! Sister Misal, we represent the will of the Witch King!" The nun holding the banner shouted loudly. With the nun's voice, the crimson banner was shining with crackling thunder.

　　 "But because these mortals affected the tasks assigned by Celestine-sama, I am afraid it is not the will of the Witch King!" The clerical nun responded, and the magical aura of the scepter in her hand increased greatly.

　　 "Huh! I will report your weakness to Lord Celestine! The sisters will be ashamed of your behavior!" The nun carrying the flag looked at the port staff who had disappeared and turned and walked forward.

　　 "Master Celestine will tell right from wrong." After speaking, the clerical nun Misal waved her arm: "Go, sisters!"

The fighting nuns who had been silent by the side followed the two leaders towards the slums of Port Antoni. The faces of several young nuns were uneasy. The quarrel between the two high-ranking nuns caused them Somewhat confused.

　　 As the nuns disappeared into the shadow of the building, a dark figure climbed up the black ship's gang with special tools.

　　The Shadow Assassin carefully observed the situation on the deck. The empty deck made the Shadow Assassin feel very uneasy. He had performed many secret infiltration missions, but this time, the Shadow Assassin was sure that it was the most dangerous time in his career.

　　 cautiously lurking in the shadow of the arrival of the mast for five minutes, the Shadow Assassin finally confirmed that there was no other secret whistle on the deck except for the accident of the five combat nuns on duty.

　　 He poked out his head carefully, and looked in the direction where the demon hunters on the shore were hiding. The shadow assassin could not find his companion in the dark night.

　　 I don't know if they can see it, the Shadow Assassin made a cross with his fingers, ten minutes!

　　 Colin took a deep breath, it's time to perform the real technique!

　　 "Did he go in?" The female warrior patted the demon hunter on the shoulder and asked.

"The mouse has entered, and the countdown is ten minutes from now. Vittoria, you will be responsible for attracting enough enemies for a while. According to the information provided by the witch, there will be a battle team of up to 30 people on the black ship." The demon hunter ordered. Writing: "If there is a more difficult target, the monk is responsible for haunting her!"

　　 "Understand!" The female warrior patted her shield: "I will let them know how women should fight!"

　　The monk Tang Sanzang nodded, indicating that he understood what the hunter meant.

　　 "Okay, we are ready to act and make some noise to cover our mice!" The demon hunter stood up from the hiding place, drew his big sword, and gave the final combat order.

　　 The female warrior Vittoria took out a special axe from her arms and made a discus throwing motion: "Let me say hello to these little ladies!"

With the roar, the strong muscles of the female warrior tightened and stretched like a steel wire, and finally released powerful kinetic energy. With her movements, the axe that ordinary people could use to cut wood was thrown by the female warrior. Leaping a distance of nearly 100 meters, he was heavily nailed to the upper floor of the black ship.

　　 The huge power made the axe almost smashed into the wooden bulkhead. As the axe handle burned out with a trace of red thread, a loud noise rang through the black ship!

　　 The female warrior jumped out of the hiding place and took a sip of wine: "Awesome! Vodka is the real warrior's wine! Ula!"