God-level Demon Hunter

Surging magic power enveloped himself and the young man who died not long ago.

Unfortunately, 20 seconds of backtracking is not enough to save the lost life.

He was eerily quiet.

Roy rubbed his swollen cheeks deeply, and closed his eyes for Bavi.

Stretching out his hand, the witcher put his body into the space together with the bow and arrow.

As soon as he turned around, the bright red ribbon that overflowed with blood flew straight forward in mid-air, and disappeared in the direction of the forest in the distance. The demon hunter's pupils burned with raging flames.

"Shh-"

……

"breathe……"

Frick and a group of women and children hid in the myrtle bushes not far from the small land spirit tree cave.

Pairs of timid eyes are hidden among the branches and leaves under the night.

He stared unblinkingly at the forest entrance.

My heart began to worry about my younger brother.

Not long after the demon hunter left, the young and energetic Bavi followed him, thinking of helping him loot the formation and help him avoid it.

Although they had just met each other not long ago, Brother Hunter's innate intuition told them that the young man wearing sunglasses with an indifferent face was a good man with a sense of justice and kindness.

As he said, wars are frequent in this world, too cruel and indifferent, warm-hearted people should not die casually.

Their ending should be sitting together in Mayenne's tavern, toasting and drinking.

Flick glanced at the cautious blond woman beside him, feeling a surge of satisfaction in his heart.

Soon, after this difficult time is over, he will be able to marry a wife.

His brother will also go after his own happiness.

Calculate the time.

Should they be back?

"Da da da!"

There was a rush of hooves at the entrance of the forest.

But not the brother and friend he had been waiting for.

A knight in blue chain mail, a gray cloak, and an iron helmet galloped wildly like a bereaved dog!

Frick's heart trembled, and he made a silent gesture to everyone around him.

Even if it's just a knight, they can't afford it!

Better to hide!

Along the way, the women have gained rich experience in coping with suffering, actively covering the mouths of their children, and comforting them softly in their ears.

But there is one exception.

The baby boy in Eugenie's swaddle was only over one year old, and the gentle mother worried that she would spoil the baby.I really can't do it.

And the sudden and fierce sound of horseshoes was like a gong being struck, waking up the sleeping child in the swaddle.

"Wow-wow-"

Crisp and sharp cries echoed in the forest.

The knight on the horse trembled visibly to the naked eye!

"Yu-"

He suddenly pulled the rein of the horse, turned around, and charged in the direction where the crying sound came from with a look of ferocity on his face covered with flesh!

"Run!" Frick yelled, drawing his bow and arrows at the same time!

The women immediately fled in all directions like frying pans.

"Whoosh—" The bow and arrow hit the knight's head accurately, but he turned his head sideways, and the arrow was blocked by the iron helmet.

His body shook slightly, but he was still sitting firmly on the horseback. The mace in his right hand was raised in the air, and the radial blade was shining coldly.

The huge horse's head spewed out hot air, and the bloodshot pupils of the knight on the horse shone with the madness of a desperado!

Lock on the target!

The smell of blood and the strong wind are like a steel knife scraping the surface.

"Pfft!"

Flick rolled on the ground, narrowly dodging the trampling of the horse and the mace swung by him. The horse missed his body and ran forward seven or eight meters away.

Turn your back on the hunter.

The moment Flick got up, he let go of the fingers that were pinching the string and the nock of the arrow.

"Whoosh-"

The arrow crossed a distance of five meters in an instant and hit the horse's rear hip!

Blood splatters!

The horse neighed in pain and raised its front legs high.

The knight's substandard riding posture and inferior riding boots made him suffer a lot. He was knocked off his horse, fell to the ground, rolled over against the thick humus layer, and his helmet and mace were left on the way .

Flick drew out the long sword at his waist and rushed over.

The swung sword hit the knight's back, and if it wasn't for that layer of chain mail, it would surely have broken his spine!

But this time, the knight who fell to the ground just let out a roar, and slammed like a struggling fish on a dry river bed. dagger.

Raise your hand!

The moonlight flowing like water in the woodland flows through a sharp sword edge.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

A series of palpitating sounds of sharp knives piercing flesh.

The knight pressed down on Frick, his cruel eyes glowed red in the night, and the short sword turned into a violent rainstorm, tearing through the leather armor and flesh and blood.

Frick's body was stabbed with several big cuts, and blood gushed out, staining his gray clothes red, soaking into the fallen leaves and dead branches on the ground... Severe pain and powerlessness enveloped his body.

Several scenes popped up in his mind. By the bonfire, Eugenie smiled gently at himself with the child in his arms, and Bavi and his wife Maria sat across from each other, loudly describing the bright future.

It's all gone.

Do not!

The knight stabbing with his sword suddenly fell backwards.

The widow Yunig stood behind him holding a bloody branch, her eyes widened, and she was trembling nervously.

The power that suppressed Flick disappeared, and he stood up and held down the fallen knight like a flash of light, turning defense into offense!

He has no weapons in his hands, but his teeth are his weapons.

He was like a hungry wild beast, he lowered his head, "歘——"

Pale gums tore through the enemy's throat, revealing a severed trachea in the flesh.

gushing blood

The knight fell to the ground, his hands and feet twitched, and gradually lost his movement.

Ten seconds later, Flick receded with all his strength, and he fell on his back next to the bloody corpse.

gasping, respiratory failure, dilated pupils,

"Frick!"

"Frick!"

Eugenie carried the child on his back, surrounded by more women and children, frantically began to tear clothes and make bandages.

But the blood couldn't be stopped.

Someone else choked and said,

"Hopeless."

"Bavi... My brother, have you found Maria?" The man lying on the ground suddenly asked nervously, his voice was intermittent, and his dilated pupils were staring at the mid-air, as if his twin brother was there.

The woman held his right hand with thick knuckles to his smooth and delicate face,

He felt a touch of warmth, but stared blankly at the air, and asked anxiously, "Dear Eugenie...can you give it to me!"

"I swear, I will protect you and the child with my life!"

"I am willing! When we arrive in Mayenne, we will get married!" The blond widow nodded frantically and shouted in his ear, with tears in her eyes.

The baby in the swaddle stopped crying, and his big black eyes looked curiously at the man's bright red and pale face, but he was not afraid.

But can't stay.

The hand still hangs down helplessly.

……

It was already a few minutes later when Roy came back, and the little black dog barked and ran to his feet to have fun.

Flashing all the way, he ran out of mana, used up the activation, drank a few bottles of magic potions, and the side effects caused his brain to buzz.

When he returned to the woods, the moonlight and the jumping bonfire only showed a messy scene, a dozen women wandering helplessly in place, some were praying in low voices, some were wailing, and the children's faces were pale. Flushed, weeping and looking at a corpse in chain mail with hatred and fear.

The blond widow sat on the woodland, holding Flick in her arms, who was covered in red.

She stared at the dark night sky with a pale face and dull eyes, with a sense of despair and bewilderment exuding from her body.

Roy sighed deeply.

My heart is miserable.

A rogue knight who is too fragile for himself.

To ordinary people, to this group of women, it is a deadly threat.

But why?

Bavi, Frick, didn't you tell you to hide and stay still? !

"Ox is back!" A thin woman with a dark wrinkled face rushed towards Roy crying, and the others seemed to have found their backbone, and rushed to his side, venting their panic at him, "Woo...Ferry Ke is gone, to protect us and die with that beast!"

"Frick is a good man, he shouldn't die!"

"Merciful Goddess Melitelli!" A woman with swollen cheeks broke down and yelled, "Why do you take away people who follow your teachings and have good intentions?!"

"Where's Bavi?" Another woman asked eagerly, "Didn't he go to help you? Why did you come back alone? Is he behind? Answer me!"

"Woooo, if something happens to him again, what will we do if we are a group of orphans and widows?"

Roy was silent for a moment, separated the crowd, walked to Frick's body, waved his hand, and another body appeared in the open space.

The stocky twin brothers from the Orion House in Obersoden, who were like-faced, were reunited at this time.

But there was no sign of life in them, and the open-minded and bright smile could no longer be seen on their faces.

"Bavi is dead!" The cries became louder, echoing throughout the woods one after another, and even the howling of wolves in the depths was completely covered up.

The refugee team was completely messed up now.

Some women also realized that something was wrong. The man wearing sunglasses suddenly took out the hunter's body from somewhere.

"Your Excellency Oakes, according to me, you shouldn't have helped that wild child in the first place!" A burly woman with a flushed face shouted, "If you don't leave and provoke those robbers, they won't Come here! Neither Bavi nor Frick will die!"

"It's all because of that Lutin goblin's bewitching!"

"No, if Eugenie's child hadn't been crying uncontrollably," another woman suggested the opposite, "it wouldn't have attracted the fleeing rider, and Flick wouldn't have died."

The blond widow's shoulders trembled when she heard the words, and she couldn't help hugging the infant child tightly, her thin body curled up into a ball.

"Shut up for me!"

An angry roar resounded through the entire forest, which contained terrifying magic power!

All the women were taken aback and stood there silent.