God-level Demon Hunter

whoosh-

The arrow flashed.

Roy jumped over the group of demons dancing in the spider webs under his feet, and appeared two meters in front of Weigo. Arondite flashed a cold light between his lips, but Weigo didn't have the slightest fear on his face. The mortal enemy of fate pushed the demon hunter away with a powerful magical energy, and at the same time drew out the meteorite long stick, and was about to use a set of club skills inherited from the druids, and compete with the sword again!

But the witcher had already roared.

Voss -

The sound wave swept the audience.

Wei Ge was stopped by the soul-deep roar, and only had time to blink his eyes, and the sword light completely tore him apart.

The mighty magic hero is defeated again.

An unwilling roar echoed faintly in Roy's ear, but he embraced it firmly and coldly,

"Vigfortez, if I kill you once, I can kill you a second time!"

Roaring to nothingness.

"There is only one left!" Roy pushed Alder, knocked down the demon Fergas flying like a mountain of meat, stepped forward, turned his wrist, slanted down the pestle, and pierced it with Arondette like swinging a shovel eye socket, penetrates the brain, and then disappears.

His figure flashed again, and he appeared in front of Italan, waving a flame with his hand, and Idalan hissed and wailed in the flames.

He overturned the sword light all over the sky, and dense wounds appeared on the tree man's burning body in an instant, clattering!

It was broken into countless pieces and melted into the air.

Chapter 14 God Killing

After taking a few bottles of life and magic potions, Roy looked around. His three summoned creatures had been besieged and killed, and there were monsters all around, driven into madness by the pain.

They are shoulder to shoulder, with ugly faces, like fish vying for oxygen that surfaced on the eve of a heavy rain!

They hissed and roared, and rushed towards the butcher who had put an end to them!

Roy grabbed a dragon's dream with his left hand, and shot the crossbow arrows with his right hand. As the cloak fluttered, the ghostly figure flew over the heads of the group of demons, and every time he stopped at the place where the roar was the most dense, he dropped bombs. Igni Fury Detonate it and create a sea of ​​flames.

When his collection of fifteen Dragon Dreams and ten Dancing Stars were exhausted, the darkness, coldness, and silence of this world were torn apart by vast flames, and the web of eternity turned into a monstrous sea of ​​flames, with countless painful reflections To perish in the flames, to perish.

The dome of chaos is also bright red by the fire!

Roy looked up.

The huge spider shadow marked by gemstones flickered at high speed in it.

Its kingdom, it can gallop as it pleases, and teleport to any place it wants in an instant.

Roy didn't even have a chance to touch it, so why kill it!

God of Omens!

Roy roared in his heart,

Since you hide your head and show your tail, play tricks and tricks!

I'll turn your home upside down, this disgusting cobweb!

Take a deep breath—

A rune shaped like a flame appeared in his mind.

despair!

The wind howled.

The battle roar of the elements swept across the boundless eternal net, the space was quiet for a moment, the temperature suddenly rose by tens of degrees, and the environment became unbearably hot.

Sparks of fire suddenly appeared among the bones under the spider web, and quickly grew into flowing hot magma, dense and accumulating, and the light and heat accumulated thicker and thicker, and the breath of destruction permeated.

Like a restless volcano, the lava dragon is about to burst out!

Ugh!

Suddenly, the God of Omens entrenched in the chaos sighed.

Boom!

A third bolt of black lightning fell from the sky, locking onto the body and soul of the demon hunter,

The flame dies!

Roy interrupted the seal, flickering to escape, but the lightning followed closely like a maggot attached to the bone, and finally fell on top of his head!

He fell to the ground in convulsions, his short black hair standing on end.

In addition to weakness and slowness, there is a third curse called exhaustion on his body.

More than half of the remaining magic power was dried up and cleared, and every time it recovered, it would be sucked away by a mysterious force in the space and sent to the elemental plane.

"Demon hunter! You have wasted too much of my precious pain, let's stop here."

The vast and boundless voice was full of fatigue, and the giant cocoons sleeping in the spider web suddenly ignited spontaneously,

The half-human, half-spider priest singing in pain and singing in the cocoon could be faintly seen, and the lycanthropy with the heads of lions, wolves, and bears was burnt into the air in wisps of black smoke.

The lion-headed spider coiled in the chaotic dome opened its mouth wide, its flat nose contracted, sucking all the painful nutrients into its mouth and nose.

Anger and heartache burned in the eight pairs of dark gold pupils.

In order to deal with the demon hunter, it spent all its money!

A huge sense of crisis came, and Roytijian's figure, following the continuous shooting of crossbow arrows, turned into afterimages and hit the sky!

However, no matter how many times he tried, the distance between him and the god of ominous omens never shortened, as if he had fallen into a huge maze and kept spinning in circles!

A strong realization rose in Roy's heart——

Unless the lionhead spider approaches me actively, or breaks the eternal web, I can't catch it!

But before he had time to think further, a loud voice suddenly sounded in his ear,

All of a sudden, these words echoed throughout the Eternal Web.

The whole world is shaking!

"Destiny is born, circulated, and woven in the eternal web, heading towards the eternal doom."

A silver-white spider thread descended vertically from the chaotic sky, one end fell on top of the demon hunter's head, buried in flesh, spine, and soul, and the other end penetrated into the invisible sky, as difficult to observe as the future.

The lionhead spider poked its head out of the sky and lightly landed on this spider silk, and the painful force was transferred through its wriggling eight pincer legs.

Its black hair loses its luster rapidly.

But at this moment, it spoke, its tone was indifferent and without any emotion, like a god overlooking all living beings, browsing the humble life of mortals.

"Demon hunter Roy, in the first battle of your life, you injured your left leg due to negligence. You did not receive timely and proper medical treatment. The wound was seriously infected and rotted, and your entire left leg was amputated. There is no way to recover!"

It's like a magic sound pouring into the brain.

Roy froze in place, an invisible force locked him, he had hallucinations in front of his eyes, flashing one after another of plausible memory pictures.

A brand new memory takes shape in my mind!

This is the established destiny!

Can't defy!

A gleam of light flickered on the spider silk.

Inexplicably, Roy staggered and fell into the net. He touched his left leg subconsciously, and a look of panic flashed across his face—there was nothing in the trouser leg, and the original left leg just disappeared without a trace!

The potion numbs the pain of the body, but it cannot stop the trembling of the heart.

In an instant, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and the huge impact made it difficult for him to breathe.

The trembling and pain of the heart are instantly transformed into wisps of black smoke, which flow into the eternal net.

The lion-headed spider let out an unfinished sigh.

hiss--

Roy bit the tip of his tongue, and the fishy sweetness poured into his mouth, and his spirit was shaken—he had danced with death many times, and a mere disability should never make him so heartbroken, miserable and desperate!

He rolled up his trouser legs, calmly staring at the long-healed circular scar at the base of his thigh, his eyes flashed with thought.

This comes from an ability of the god of ominous omens he observed before - the thread of fate, which partially changes the past experience and moves infinitely closer to death?

It is difficult to tamper with the ending of an event, but can it change the process and endow the target with more pain?

The lion-headed spider hangs upside down on the thread of fate above the demon hunter's head, its eight legs slowly rubbing the silk thread, and its eight eyes are maliciously looking at the prey below, while observing and examining the silhouettes on the spider thread, and choose the prey from among them. A part of the demon's past experience, and tampered with it.

But it has never encountered such a situation. Roy's thread of fate seems to be covered with a thick layer of fog, and most of his experiences are buried deep in the fog, making it difficult to pry into it!

But the rest is enough!

Wisps of black smoke called pain were transmitted from the body of the lionhead spider into the thread of fate.

It casts a second curse of fate,

"You fought a ghoul when you were 15 years old, your eyes were cut out by poisonous claws, and you have been blind ever since!"

Roy's eyes darkened, and the spider webs and bones, the soaring flames, and the dim sky all went away.

Only pure darkness remains, lonelier than curses and cosmic voids.

He understood that he had lost his sense of light and vision, but the gemstone mark was still there, and he could clearly feel a huge threat quietly entrenched above his head, far away.

he thought.

Such a unique and powerful ability to tamper with fate must be expensive, especially for a demon hunter with extraordinary will and physique like himself.

Therefore, every time the lionhead spider utters a curse, it will be weakened by a point, not to mention that this evil god, who is about to be forgotten by the world, is very weak in the first place.

And he suffered physically, and on the surface he was greatly negatively affected. In fact, he held a hole card in his hand, which was enough to turn defeat into victory at the last moment.

With this in mind, Roy emptied all his restless thoughts, and sat quietly on the spider web, not letting the spider absorb any pain!

Embrace all its curses!

He used himself as bait!

Bring out the god of bad omens!

This is a game of mind.

The green fire faltered.

The eight eyes of the lion head spider on the thread of destiny are burning with excitement and longing.

How many painful gifts will such a powerful mind give back when it collapses?

The gloomy voice continued,

"When you were 13 years old, you had a high fever...and lost your hearing forever..."

Next, the lionhead spider changed the fate of the witcher with one curse after another, filling his life diary with pain.

First the left leg, then sight, hearing, smell, touch, taste, and the remaining three hands and feet.

Finally, it is the turn of the internal organs.

"During the Green Grass Trial, your heart had a huge defect due to an unstable mutation, and you suffered from a serious heart attack. Any strenuous exercise may cause you to suffer from the disease and die!"

The last curse fell, and the vicious voice of the lionhead spider dissipated.

Roy became disfigured and bruised.

He has gathered the most miserable body, losing his limbs and five senses.

Only the patched head, chest and abdomen were left, like a sandbag of human flesh, lying sadly among the spider webs.

What he can feel is that there is no light and joy, only darkness, silence, coldness, and the torment of endless illness.

There is nothing more pitiful than this.

But what drove the lionhead spider crazy was that it still couldn't draw any pain from him!

He seems to have a heart of stone!

In order to reduce this powerful demon hunter to such a weak state, the god of ominous omens had already expended most of his pain.

There are not many cocoons left in the spider web that could not be seen at a glance.

Its eight eyes became dull, and even its huge body became weaker.