God-level Demon Hunter

Immediately afterwards, another demon hunter hiding in the shadows launched a high-temperature fireball towards the "controlled" high-ranking vampire——

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Igni Ragefire detonates three clay bombs on Mirage.

The tumbling flames were strictly limited within a radius of one meter, accompanied by a burst of pale freezing air, like a round of platinum-gold sun, bursting out with a crimson light that purifies everything.

All the power falls on the high-level vampires!

The huge explosion shook the entire cave, and the stalactites on the top of the cave fell down!

……

Deafening screams rang out!

A huge bat emerged from the flames.

Its appearance is extremely miserable, with a pair of wings broken into five or six sections, and many flames on its body burning like tarsal maggots.

The skin is covered with scorched burns and living animal-like squirming flesh and granulation.

It is like a candle that has been half-melted by high temperature.

Only a pair of scarlet pupils were filled with deep-seated hatred, staring at the demon hunter.

It leaped at him!It's like a bloody meteor falling from the sky, but its speed is much weaker than that of its heyday!

Roy had already prepared in advance and shot an arrow towards the shadowy corner on the other side of the cave.

The figure flickered with the arrows, avoiding the attack perfectly.

The big bat hit his previous hiding place, like an erupting bloody volcano, smashing a big hole in the ground.

The witcher drew with five fingers for the second time, launched a spell, and roared!

"coax!"

A mysterious roar echoed in the cave.

The magic backfired, and Roy's nose and eyes were bleeding, and the second phantom appeared in the vampire's only way, blocking him.

The angry Grufid threw a bloody spear at the witcher——

The spear passed over the phantom and struck the witcher directly on the head.

Roy stood upright the Sword of the Lake Girl in front of his chest, and slashed forward against the impact of the magic power. The blade that had been strengthened many times protected him, and split the bloody spear in two.

The rest was offset by the Kunn magic shield on him.

And five meters away, the big bat had already collided with the phantom, within a breath.

The phantom was annihilated...but it exerted its residual heat, and the pale freezing air wrapped around the body of the big bat, visibly slowing down the latter's movement and reaction speed.

And Roy faced the target, outlined the sign with his left hand, and pulled the trigger with his right hand.

"Z-"

The purple electric snake swam across the middle of the big bat first, and was bounced off by the blood on it, but it was paralyzed for a while.

"Whoosh-"

The crossbow arrow hit its forehead immediately, but failed to penetrate the hard skull, but made it stagger backwards, losing consciousness under the dizziness.

The figure of the demon hunter disappeared in place, and appeared beside the big bat with the crossbow.

At the moment it was dizzy!

Stunned!

The endless arms and legs drilled out of the void, turning into a sea of ​​blood to submerge, wrap, and even cover the high-level vampire's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and lift its head, feet, and feet into the air.

Can't deform, can't blur.

Grufid seems to have returned to the moment when he faced the shadow elder in Vicvarro's black underworld many years ago.

No, it's even scarier than that!

This time the high-ranking vampire failed to knock the demon hunter away, it was the death row prisoner tied to the guillotine!

And the witcher is like the god of death, the executioner on the execution ground.

His face was as cold as ice, and his strange-colored pupils were like molten gold cast by flames, burning with murderous intent.

He exalts Arondette.

The bloody tentacles parted a gap.

The flames projected his back onto the rocky wall of the cave, and the killing intent turned into substance, with countless blood-colored tentacles twitching crazily.

With all his strength, he slashed at the neck of the high-ranking vampire——

This sword cuts through fear and hatred.

"Shh-"

The bloody sword qi cut off the cervical spine.

The ferocious bat head with its fangs bared rolled down to the feet of the demon hunter.

The star runes collapsed.

Blood spattered all over his head and face.

Arondette switched to Goodwisher in an instant...

Holding the steel sword in his hand, the demon hunter launched the second slash swiftly, along the midline of the high-level vampire's body, which was hung upside down, from top to bottom, as if parting fate!

"Shh-"

The bloody sword energy cut the headless body in half!

In an instant, a corpse of a giant vaporized bat emerged, roaring fiercely at the demon hunter, and its wings rolled up waves of blood.

And behind the demon hunter, a terrifying evil creature waving thousands of tentacles leaped out of the void and engulfed it!

"Gulu Gulu," there was a scalp-numbing sound of eating, swallowing, and screams of unwillingness.

At the feet of the witcher.

Between the corpses that were divided into three pieces, dense blood lines drilled out, sticking and pulling together, forcing them to piece together.

Grufid returned to human form.

However, this vigorous body has lost its core, leaving only an empty shell!

"You devoured the soul of the high-ranking vampire Mocha Aip Grufid, experience value +600, demon hunter Lv9 (4600/6500)"

At the same time, in the far south, Vico Vallo, inside an ancient cave that was pitch-black.

Hanging upside down from the ceiling of the cave, the humanoid creature with pale skin covered with strange tattoos suddenly opened its eyes.

His eyes were cold, like liquid silver.

It sighed, and the sigh echoed in Hades,

"There is one less."

……

House of the Night Queen of Vizima.

A woman with an enchanting figure and beautiful appearance suddenly felt something, and put down the blood-red wine glass in her hand.

Looking in the direction of the cave on the outskirts of Vizima.

His face was shocked.

"That bastard who hides? Who can kill it?"

……

at the same time.

The sorceress lying on the stone bed stared wide-eyed.

From her position, she could only see the rapid changes of light and shadow on the wall... The shadows of people and the reflections of bats collided violently.

Finally, an octopus waving its arms and legs hits the human bat.

The tentacles squirmed like eating, it was devouring, and at the same time spitting out everything, even time.

It sighed contentedly, its body expanded and contracted, its arms and legs were closed and straightened, and it happily swam on the wall, escaping into the void.

next moment.

A young man drenched in blood walked into the eyes of the sorceress.

The gray "Silent Cloak" fluttered behind his back, like a pair of flapping dragon wings!

The strong impact suffocated her and dazzled her.

Chapter 23 Gruffett's Diary

The swaying firelight fell on the smooth and delicate cheeks of the sorceress, and the red spices that the high-ranking vampires applied on her cheeks, chin and bridge of nose were like tattoos on her face, which added a bit of beauty and wildness to her, and made her look even more beautiful. Like a princess from Zerikhan east of the Blue Mountains.

She was kidnapped by evil beasts, and she was lying on the crude stone bed, pitifully waiting for the prince to rescue her.

However, this "prince" was beyond her expectations.

He was wearing blood-stained gray leather armor and tight leather pants. He was tall and straight, with two swords on his back, and his irises were different from ordinary people. All the circumstances showed his identity—a demon hunter.

She looked very young and handsome, with short black hair, slightly pointed ears, a straight nose, thick eyebrows, and deep and bright eyes, which reminded her of stars in the night sky.

And there is a sense of familiarity.

Where have you seen it?

"You are—" She suddenly realized that the invisible force that bound her body before had completely disappeared, she sat up from the stone bed immediately, but unexpectedly her hands and feet hadn't moved for a long time, and there was a burst of numbness all over her body.

The foot became soft again, the sorceress' left shallow boot stepped on her right foot, and her body fell forward involuntarily——

She threw herself directly into the arms of the demon hunter, subconsciously wrapping her hands around his waist and back.

Hugging so desperately and tightly, it's like reuniting with a lover after a long absence, and the excitement is uncontrollable.

The sorceress buried her face in his arms and remained silent for a long time.

She swears to God, she has never experienced such a big embarrassment in her life... She threw herself into the arms of her savior without finishing a sentence?

Triss, Triss, you are really a woman, do you still have any shame?

Her ears were hot and her cheeks were on fire.

The strong smell of blood on the witcher's clothes permeated her nose, making her heart beat wildly.

She looked up.

Four eyes facing each other.

But he saw that the other party had a strange expression, a little at a loss but tried his best to maintain a calm expression.

She couldn't help relaxing her body, and a longing surged up in her heart—let me lean on for a while longer.

"Ms. Triss Merigold... we meet again." The witcher said, while supporting her involuntarily, making her sit back on the stone bed, and then smiled at her, with a slightly tired expression, "I'm Roy, the demon hunter of Viper School, do you still have any impression?"

"Ah? I remember, I remember..." Triss quickly adjusted her mood from the disappointment, took out a white handkerchief, and wiped the red dye on her face in a concealed manner, confusing the blush on her cheeks, her expression was in a trance, "Luo Ey, the filth terminator - the butcher of the sewers... the opera of Vizima occasionally presents this play of origin."

"You have changed so much..." She straightened her waist, raised her chin slightly, and managed to regain a bit of a lady's reserve and calmness.

You didn't have such a strong manliness back then.

She crossed her legs and held out the back of her hand towards the witcher.

"Well, the sewer butcher is the sewer butcher..." Roy kissed his hands, sighed and resigned, and then pretended to be ignorant and said, "Your beauty is still the same as before, but I'm curious , how did you suddenly appear in such a dangerous place?"

He looked at the sorceress, who was blushing abnormally.

There is also a little moisture in the blue eyes.

If Coral was sitting opposite, he must have put his hand on her forehead.

"Are you feeling unwell? I've brought some crude potions with me."

Triss shook her head, took a deep breath, and let the electric current from the back of her palm disappear.

She feels better than ever.