God-level Demon Hunter

The tired faces became radiant again.

"The assassin fled to the northwest!"

Lambert screamed loudly, his eyes rolling.

The five of Roy went to Kent Village in the east, so they must not let the chasing soldiers get in the way.

"Come with me, brothers, catch the assassin and receive the reward from His Majesty!"

The dragon under the night roared and rushed into the deep darkness.

Chapter 9 Banquet of Demons (1)

The full moon hangs high in the sky.

Tomb Grassland Northwest.

The clear moonlight illuminates a dilapidated palace entrenched in the shadows.

Collapsed beams, broken columns, weeds, ancient oaks and blooming flowers cover the space above the ground, forming a spectacular ruin full of greenery.

But in front of the ruins, buried in thick shadows, a crypt was exposed behind a sloping stone ladder, blown by the night wind, and there was a faint echo, like a beast grinding its teeth and sucking blood in the dark.

"Guys, do you hear that? What the hell is that sound? It's a mound and a cemetery now—"

In the chamomile bushes on the hillside not far away, a thin soldier in full armor carrying a torch couldn't help muttering in fear.

The burly man next to him gave him a slap on the back of the head.

"Be quiet, idiot, don't frighten yourself! It's either a feral cat or a mouse!"

Lambert, the leader, heard the yelling behind him and rubbed his face helplessly.

He really didn't expect to find an ancient elf tomb just by pointing in the direction.

A blind cat meets a dead mouse!

I hope Gaitan's unlucky ghost is not inside!

"You, and you, organize your weapons and equipment, bring anti-magic bombs, and lead four brothers in the squad, ready to go!"

The Lorraine knight tapped the long sword continuously, and couldn't wait to issue orders to the soldiers surrounded by him.

"Leave 20 people outside the tomb to prevent the assassin from escaping!"

"Don't rush in!"

Lambert yelled to stop, Amber's vertical pupils swept across the audience, her tone was dignified, her cheeks were as stern as poker,

"Lord Lorraine, brothers, according to my experience, this kind of tomb that has existed for hundreds of years is full of traps, and the building structure is extremely unstable. If so many people rush in, it is likely that the ceiling and the ground will collapse, causing Casualties! In addition, there must be a demon spirit in the ancient tomb of the elves, and there must be more than one of them! Have you ever seen a demon spirit? It is invulnerable to swords and guns, its claws are like steel cones, and it can make eardrums rupture and brain shock. !"

"If you get hit by the trick, even if you survive by luck, the rest of your life will be over. You will have to lie on the bed after eating, drinking, and drooling, and you will be disgusted by your parents, wives and children like a paralyzed imbecile. Me, that's what makes life worse than death!"

The soldiers were frightened by Lambert's words, and they suddenly became uneasy, and some of their eyes flickered faintly and retreated.They were originally Soden people who suffered from war not long ago, and they knew that their lives were of the utmost importance. This time they only planned to chase the assassins pretendingly.

Upon seeing this, Lambert deeply felt that the nonsense exchanges with Master Dan on weekdays were not in vain.

"Only the silver sword of the demon hunter and the magic of the warlock are the nemesis! To be on the safe side, everyone stays outside, and Consultant Triss and I go in to find out!"

"Before this operation, His Majesty gave a death order. The heinous wanted criminal must be captured, otherwise Temeria will have no face? Brothers have long been ready to die for the country!" Lorraine of the White Rose Knights clubbed with both hands Holding his sword, his heroic face was as firm as marble. He ignored the pale complexions of his subordinates, and said solemnly with his head held high,

"Besides, assassins are more cunning than foxes, more dangerous than poisonous snakes, and more people can go in to take care of each other! Let's come up with a compromise strategy, me, the two, and bring [-] buddies—"

"There's something jumping around behind the pillar!" A soldier wearing a tin helmet suddenly shouted, "A ghost! It's a ghost!"

Swish-

A group of people hastily pulled out their shiny sword blades, their eyes widened, and they turned around nervously, like spinning tops out of control.

"Are you holding a sword or a cactus? Why are you shaking? There are so many brothers here, so mere ghosts are nothing to worry about!"

The knight scolded the thin bamboo pole next to him bloody, and changed the subject,

"Go on, where is it?"

"Over there, it flew behind that triangular stone!"

"What does it look like, how many are there?"

asked Lambert.

"I just see a pair of glowing eyes!"

Glowing eyes?

The demon hunter's heart sank, and he exchanged glances with Triss. The two thought that if it was Gaitan, they would use a spell to blind everyone's sight and take that guy away quietly!

"Go, catch that bastard who pretends to be a ghost!"

With a finger of the knight's long sword, Lambert's left hand quickly outlined the seal of Quen, and the golden light suddenly appeared. The sorceress stretched her ten fingers, and three water-blue magic spirit shields slowly rotated around her body.

Everyone cautiously walked towards the ruins, but halfway through the road, there was a faint creaking sound in the night, and a black figure jumped out from behind the stone, and rushed towards the crowd fiercely, and was pierced by the sword of Lambert with quick eyesight and quick hands. , Inserted on the tip of the sword like a grilled fish.

As soon as the moonlight shines on it, its head is covered with black soft fur, its flapping membranous wings, its round head the size of a fist, and its two big ears are shaking. It is a naive creature that comes into view.

The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at each other.

"Look, you coward!" Lorraine said angrily and amusedly, "Treat the bat as a monster, and let the brothers make a false alarm! You will be fined to go back and clean the toilet for a month!"

"Something's wrong."

Lambert, however, looked at the prey on the sword solemnly—his pupils were as red as blood, and the chisel-like incisors and razor-like upper canines were exposed outside the turned lips, shining coldly.Even if it was pierced by the silver sword, it was still struggling, and its vitality was terribly tenacious.

He had never seen such a bat.

squeak-

Without warning, the wolf pied pendant around the demon hunter's neck suddenly buzzed and vibrated, and the overwhelming screams and puffs of flapping wings erupted at the same time!

"Everyone be careful!"

Lambert only had time to yell, and countless red-eyed bats jumped out of the ruins, covering the two groups of people with their heads and faces covered.

Like a billowing cloud filled with scarlet lightning.

In an instant, five soldiers who were caught off guard were turned into gourds.

One of the unlucky ghosts was bitten into his mouth by a bat, and he couldn't even wail. He held his chin in place, rolled his eyes and convulsed like a goat.

Swah——

Lambert swung a silver light from the sword in his hand, and the three heads were cut in half by the sword. He landed on the edge a few times, and fell silent in a pool of blood.

He slammed with five fingers and pushed out the light blue seal to the left, shooting down a bat that was biting Triss's magic shield.

The soldiers did not have the skills of a demon hunter, so they could only dance wildly with the torches in their left hands and the steel swords in their right hands, but they were not enough to see in front of the menacing swarm of bats.

Several soldiers were unable to resist. Their necks and cheeks, which were not protected by armor, were bitten by venomous fangs. The blood swayed twice. .

Boom!

The female sorceress under the protection of the demon hunter finally finished her spell, her waving hands shot out streaks of crimson flames, the fire dragons howled and lit up the night sky, engulfing a large black bloodthirsty evil beast, the smell of roasting meat Amidst the sizzle, hundreds of burning corpses fell like raindrops.

After being hit hard by this, the swarm of bats screamed and flew away from the heads of the crowd for a while, and flew into the ruins, jagged rocks and tall ancient trees, and lingered.

But pairs of bloodthirsty scarlet eyes still gleamed in the darkness, ready to make a comeback at any time.

"What the hell is this! Everyone is there, take the wounded, shrink the phalanx, and retreat to the grave!"

The Lorraine knight wiped off the blood on his face in embarrassment, shouted hoarsely, and walked towards the stone ladder.

"This is not an ordinary bat, this is a magical creature! Something powerful is warning us, and there is a high probability that it is the 'original occupant' in the tomb! What's more, the brothers are poisoned and injured and need medical treatment. I suggest evacuating the ruins immediately!" Lambert Tate suggested the opposite,

"So we've come to the right place, they may be the assassin's accomplices!"

"Brothers, there are no cowards in Temeria's soldiers, and they must not just leave in such a disheveled way! Follow me!"

Lorraine roared ferociously, but just after he finished speaking, he was surprised to find that a majestic mist suddenly appeared around him.

The misty creatures generally spread at an astonishing speed, and within a breath, they completely enveloped the surrounding environment. As far as Lorraine could see, it was all black mist, and the firelight could not penetrate it.

The whereabouts of the companions close at hand are unknown.

"Klauser, Ralph...Master Lambert, can you hear me...answer me!"

Lorraine clenched the steel sword and shouted loudly, but there was no response.

He rushed to the left in shock and anger, but he ran for 5 minutes, not to mention his companions, and he didn't even see a ghost.

Only the lingering thick fog turned into a pair of cold ghost hands, caressing, oppressing, and wearing away his will.

"Come out!" White Rose's knight gave up his futile run, quickly glanced around, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Cowards who play ridiculous juggling, I know you are hiding in there! Hurry up, or I will be in trouble." Poke a transparent hole in your body!"

"Are you calling me?"

A female voice came from the mist behind him. It was full of magnetism, with a sexy nasal voice, and seemed to contain magic power. It made people feel hot inexplicably, and strong expectations arose in their hearts like cat scratches, eager to see her face clearly.

Lorraine turned his stiff body involuntarily, and then his breath stagnated.

A glamorous woman with white skin like snow and red hair like fire came into view, and she was smiling at him, moving her arms gracefully.

In the dense fog and deep night, a servant bowed down at her feet docilely.

She is like a queen who rules the night.

The soft lips like blood, the pair of brown eyes on the pretty face... like a black hole that keeps spinning, sucking away all the resistance and will of the knight, he walked over obsessively.

……

In the darkness of the tomb, a secret conversation resounded.

"I found out clearly... Those people are the pursuers of Foltest's subordinates, and they are the troubles left by this newcomer."

"The metamorphosis is about to be completed, and you must not be disturbed in any way, just scare and scare, wash away the memory and drive away."

"But the witcher and the sorceress are tricky, Queen of the Night, send your sisters to treat them well. If they're stubborn, then... get rid of them."

"As you wish, Dilaff."

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Chapter 10 Banquet of Demons (2)

in dense fog.

Lambert saw her.

A head of thick dark hair was draped over his back like a cloak, his pale and delicate features were as calm as water, and his dark eyes were like stars in the night sky.

She was naked, and the mist turned into a veil that half covered her slim body, exuding a faintly hidden and fatal temptation, and it would not be an exaggeration to praise this beauty with any beautiful words.

But on the tips of her ten fingers hanging down on her waist, black nails like steel cones appeared in horror, which could easily cut through the fragile flesh of human beings.

At the same time, it also revealed her true identity, a vampire woman, or a vampire banshee.

This group is good at transforming the beauty of human beings, bewitching young men, sucking blood from their bodies to satisfy their hunger, and mastering dangerous abilities such as screaming, summoning bats, invisibility and teleportation.

But compared to their close relatives and vampires who like to chop their prey into pieces, they maintain a considerable degree of rationality, and their killings are more elegant and gentle——

Usually don't kill innocent people indiscriminately, but choose a "lover" to continue smoking, let him enjoy the tenderness before dying, of course, if the lover is strong enough, this "love" will last for a long time.

Lambert doesn't like to make fun of this kind of "monster" with a full danger level, unless it is for self-preservation.

He took a deep breath, put his energy into the moon dust bomb in the alchemy pocket on his chest, approached her softly and vigorously, and stood still five meters away.

The young woman in the mist stared straight into the eyes, her pale face was full of longing, her pink tongue was licking her lips, her natural charm was almost uncontrollable.

"Ma'am, this was a complete misunderstanding. I had no intention of trespassing on your property to disturb your vacation. If I offend you, please allow me to say sorry. Besides, you should have heard that the blood of a witcher contains many kinds of deadly demons." The medicinal ingredients are not 'delicious', and a sip will shorten your life by at least ten years."

The witcher stroked his chest and bowed slightly to her, speaking half-truths and half-truths in a serious manner.

The woman stood there, motionless, noncommittal.

"Let's be honest, as long as you remove the fog, I will take away those noisy guys immediately, and promise that I will never come back to this palace to disturb you again, I swear on the honor of the Wolf Faction."

Lambert showing the wolf head badge,

The woman remained silent.

"Ma'am, let's separate amicably before it becomes an irreparable bitter fruit! Those soldiers are just poor worms who obey orders, and the blood in their bodies is just a rotten street stuff, not worthy of your killing spree."

The woman nodded, but tilted her head and looked to the side, as if she was looking at a shivering prey in the mist. Her pretty face had a bright and terrifying arc, and the two fangs on the corners of her lips gleamed.

"Who are you looking at? The Knight of the White Rose, that arrogant fool?"