God-level Demon Hunter

The carriage slammed into the statue of Lebioda in the center and overturned into the snow.

The wanton flames illuminated the ferocious face of the bald man, and turned to the instigator not far away—the demon hunter hiding behind the second carriage, provoking him from five meters away, and hooking him.

There was disdain and contempt on his face.

The man was furious, gritted his sharp white teeth, and suddenly jumped forward, as vigorous as a lion.

One leap is five meters.

When he was in mid-air, he had already completed his transformation and turned into a strong monster with fangs and sharp claws, a head as big as a lion, limbs of a human being, and a height of two meters.

The moment it hit the ground.

Karl flashed to the side, jumped far away, spinning the sword in one hand and the alchemy bomb in the other.

The demon hunter and the cursed lion man stood opposite each other, with the difference in size between a child and an adult.

But he was unmoved, calmly observing its weakness.

The golden mane around its neck is fluttering in the wind, a pair of bloodshot eyes are shining with brutal and tyrannical light, a bloody mouth is covered with poisonous fangs, and the barbs on its tongue are standing upright.

"Demon hunter, we have already spared you once, why did you come back?!"

"Heaven has a way and you don't go! I will help you!"

……

Everyone in the prayer room was stunned by the explosion.

All actions stop for one.

Without hesitation, Arkham pushed out an Alder with his left hand and shattered the wooden window.

He jumped up, got into the house, took three steps forward, and turned the sword half a circle in his hand, like a knife cutting tofu, mercilessly cut the flesh of the back necks of the two men, and severed the cervical vertebrae.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, their eyes widened, their throats made a groaning sound, and they poured powerlessly into the pool of blood.

Most of the people were still in shock from the explosion and did not recover.

Only Angulan turned around with difficulty and saw a figure from behind.

Arkham's taut body rushed towards the priestess at the door like lightning.

Bloody silver swords slash the air.

Shouting in horror and anger.

A giant fluffy claw suddenly protruded from behind the priestess, and slapped away the demon hunter's silver sword.

A second lion-man leaps into the house and pounces on Arkham!

Chapter 10 Execution and Mutation

The tranquility of the temple was completely broken.

In the wide courtyard, jagged flames burst wildly, the exquisite carriage turned into charred charcoal, the white snow covering the ground sublimated into misty steam in the high temperature, and the sunlight refracted psychedelic seven-color light.

The statue of the prophet leaning at thirty degrees is shining with the flames, and the horse lying on the icy snow twitches and howls.

Despair overflowed from those dark eyes!

No words.

The demon hunter and the monster fight to the death.

Click!

A dragon's dream detonated beside the tall lion man, and dancing fire snakes licked the lion man's tattered clothes and golden hair covering his body.

An angry roar erupted, and the surrounding walls shook violently.

It jumped high, its hair stood on end, and its two pairs of curved claws swung at the witcher. The flames fluttered wantonly in the strong wind, and were extinguished by the gas ejected from its pores in the blink of an eye.

Karl jumped to the side keenly, like a matador who lifted the red cloth, and turned around quickly with his left foot as the center of gravity.

Bruzzi the lion-man just brushed past him.

But the god-level reflex of the feline made it stretch out its claws horizontally at the moment of shifting its body.

Boo!

The Kunn magic shield was instantly annihilated, and Karl staggered involuntarily.

It took the opportunity to turn around, stretched its neck, opened its bloody mouth wide, and snapped its poisonous fangs together. It was only a step away from the demon hunter's neck, and the foul-smelling saliva sprayed on his face.

boom!

When Karl jumped back, he pushed out an alder with his palm, blasting away the huge monster in front of him, and dragged a one-meter-long trace on the snow.

However, its dexterity was not inferior to its strength, and it did not lose its balance under one blow, and it pounced forward again.

Karl bent his knees, the purple Arden circle lit up under his body, and the sword in his hand pointed directly at the lion's left chest heart.

Under the reflection of flames, water vapor and sunlight, a trace of resoluteness flashed across the handsome face whose blood vessels were distorted like earthworms.

He faced the black shadow pounced down from above, and faced the offensive of the mountain pressing down on the top.

The body is like an arrow, and the silver sword stabs!

boom!

Gold and iron fight.

The hard and sharp nails rubbed against the metal to create a large waterfall of sparks.

The two sides separated, but Karl took three steps back, his figure swayed, and he almost didn't fall.

And the lion man just took a small step back.

In the next second, two opponents with amazing reflexes and balance attacked again.

The lion man's thick arms moved forward with a gust of wind, trying to grab the "petite" body of the demon hunter.

But the countless dodging training and the sign of Arden in the past saved him.

Carl was short, like a mink avoiding a bobcat's bite, and stalked from its left armpit to its back.

The arm muscles bulged, thrusting with all its strength.

puff!

Blood spattered, and half of the sword tip pierced into the back of the lion man, and got stuck in the rock-hard muscle, unable to pull it out for a while.

Silver, cursed sword oil, and tetrodotoxin poured into the lion man's wound along the blood.

It smoked like a burning flame.

It stiffened for a moment from the sharp pain, and it was slow to turn around and fight back.

opportunity!

The witcher resolutely let go of the hilt of his sword, but did not retreat immediately. Instead, he ventured in the direction it turned and made a quick half-circle, like a cunning hyena sneaking around a lion's butt.

The golden lion's mane flicking around the opponent's neck almost brushed his cheek.

pat!

The demon hunter touched its back with his left hand, and a thumb-sized ball stuck to it, facing the heart.

Immediately afterwards, he pressed the hilt of the sword with his right hand and tried hard, but he couldn't pull it out for a while!

He was startled, and then paid the price for greed.

boom!

The suffocating shadow and the terrifying sound of piercing the air rushed towards us!

A tower-like arm hit his chest, and a huge force exploded at the junction, as if a powerful bomb had detonated.

Karl was blasted away in an instant, his body spanned half of the courtyard, and hit the statue heavily.

The statue, which had been tilted by the carriage, fell completely.

A cloud of blood burst out on the ground, and the poor horse, which had been howling for a long time, was directly crushed into rotten flesh.

And the demon hunter lay weakly in Lebioda's open arms, his pupils dilated, blood and internal organs spewed out from his nose and mouth, his chest sank terribly, his breath was like a gossamer, and his face was like golden paper.

The statue was divided into two, and a statue of a lion-headed spider entangled in a spider web was exposed from the base.

It is opening its mouth wide, greedily sucking the blood flowing from the witcher.

"breathe……"

"Stupid and weak mutant, as I said, you are asking for your own death."

"But do not be afraid, death is constant, and the generous Bruzzi will send you back here."

The lion man rubbed the top of his head habitually, let out a strange laugh, strode up to the demon hunter, and pressed down his sharp right claw like a knife cage on his head, as if he was about to crush a watermelon.

puff!

Karl suddenly rolled off the statue and landed at the lion man's feet.

Blurred eyes looked at its back.

It lifted its foot toward him.The mouth of the boneless chicken-like demon hunter in the snow squirmed, revealing an ugly smile.

"Goodbye."

He raised his left hand clumsily, and the Axi sign in his palm was reflected in Bruzzi's bloodshot pupils, which instantly lost consciousness.

Just half a second.

The second crimson seal on Karl's right hand was shining brightly.

A scorching fiery snake whizzed out, passed over the lion's left foot from bottom to top, and covered the clay bomb behind it!

boom!

The whole temple trembled.

A big hole exploded in the snow with a loud bang like an earth-shattering explosion. Dazzling flames surged across half of the courtyard, turning it into a sea of ​​flames in purgatory, but it only lasted for two seconds.

When the fire is gone.

With a scarlet silver bottle dangling from the corner of his mouth, the unrecognizable witcher stood in the cave, holding his silver sword high at the half-lion who had lost the ability to resist.

A series of miraculous changes took place on his body. Shocking burns began to shed their skin, and a baby-like white and flawless skin grew out. The broken bones squirmed and corrected spontaneously, and countless fresh granulation protruded from the flesh and blood of the wound, which healed in the blink of an eye.

The lion man was in the opposite state. The whole body was blown in half by the clay bomb, the part below the chest was torn apart, and two fluffy thighs were scattered not far away.

But the vitality of the cursed is amazingly tenacious, and it still has one breath left.

His head, scorched black by the flames, stared at the condescending witcher with a pair of vertical pupils wide open.

A grim smile appeared on the face covered with scarlet burns,

"Don't be complacent, the outcome is undecided... I will wait for you in the Eternal Net—"

Swah——

The long sword fell.

The huge lion's head was thrown into the air, and a bright red blood trail rolled out when it landed.

"Go on, old man!"

Karl looked up at the prayer room, heaved a long breath, wiped off the blood on the spine of the sword, and the words "cut off all the evil in the world" seemed to be nourished by some kind, and became dazzling.

……

a few minutes ago.

Prayer room.

The candle flame kept jumping and trembling in the gust of wind.

Dino the lion roared, and with one paw, he pushed Arkham five meters away, smashed a wooden table, and rolled a package behind him to the ground.

A few fat men with big bellies were awakened by the roar, they grabbed their clothes and wrapped their naked bodies, and they rushed to the door like girls calling for help.

The priestess stood there, staring at the intruding witcher with cold eyes, with deep malice and resentment.

Lips cast an obscure incantation.

The abused orphans received some kind of order, and with dull expressions, they climbed up from the wet carpet and chairs, and quickly approached Daisy.