The Sinful Blood Witch in Another World

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The pig-headed man swung the huge bone machete that was nearly two meters long frantically. The fat on his ferocious face swayed, and every blow was accompanied by a bloody and murderous aura.

The heavy bone machete was swung with great force, and the terrifying blade light centered on it covered all directions. Wherever it passed, the corpses were sucked in and turned into flesh and blood and poured into its body.

"Has its strength reached the top level of the third stage? It's only just arrived in the world and it's already at this level. If it continues to eat and develop, I'm afraid there will be very few people who can kill it!"

Even though Momo couldn't easily withstand the opponent's violent sword speed, he thought that the opponent's bulky body would greatly reduce the speed. However, he never expected that the monster's attack speed and strength would reach an abnormal level.

The originally intact black armor was now covered with knife marks, which was shocking just by looking at it. Deep or shallow scratches could be seen on the neck, chest, calves, face, and all the vulnerable parts of the armor.

Seventy percent of the surrounding witchers had been slaughtered by the pig-headed men, and only less than three of the six captains survived, each of them having shocking wounds on their bodies.

However, the pig-headed man never stopped from beginning to end. The corpses around him were the source of his power. He would start eating as long as he suffered serious injuries. This also made it impossible for anyone to really hurt him.

"Six Light Slashes!"

Momo roared loudly, and his strong body turned into black lightning and instantly swept across the pig-headed man. Six black lightning knives slashed across its neck with the force of thunder!

"Crack!"

Blood gushed out of the pig's fat-covered neck and it roared madly, with even more blood gushing out of its cut throat.

Momo was not in a much better situation. The opponent's giant bone machete quickly and accurately broke through the armor on his abdomen. Bright red blood flowed out along the armor. He was exhausted and half-knelt on the ground.

"Leave the rest to me!"

The middle-aged female captain of the Red Rose immediately pulled out a crossbow tied with explosives and shot it quickly. The arrow tied with explosives pierced through the pig-headed man's neck quickly, accurately and fiercely.

"boom!"

Before the pig-headed man could pull it out, the explosives exploded first, and its entire head was completely separated from its neck, connected only by a few remaining pieces of flesh on the head and neck, as if it would be crushed by the weight of its head at any time.

Even so, the fat mountain of flesh did not fall down, but its legs softened and it knelt there, as if even if its head was blown off it would not be possible to kill it.

But none of the ten remaining demon hunters dared to move forward at all. They were completely desperate and afraid that they would become food for the other side. The other side's inexplicable violent methods were beyond their cognition.

Who would joke about his own life?

If these captains hadn't died, they would have thrown away their weapons and fled long ago.

"I'll finish it!"

Momo took a deep breath and activated his martial art [Water Acceleration]. He rushed towards the pig-headed man like a rushing stream.

"boom!"

Just as the giant sword was about to chop off the pig-headed man, a huge black and green figure rushed out and punched Momo hard in the ribs, sending him flying into the forest. Countless trees were broken before the impact sound stopped.

The demon hunters who had originally held onto hope were completely disheartened. They saw a huge green monster standing abruptly next to the pig-headed man, with a black chain wrapped around its neck.

However, now there is only a single arm hanging at the end of the chain, and as for the giant Guan, no one knows where Shuai has thrown him.

The frogman's body is black and green, and his muscles are so exaggerated that even the description of a tiger's back and a bear's waist is not enough. He is a real muscle monster!

"Crack!"

The frogman tore off the pig-headed man's heavy head, opened his bloody mouth full of fangs and started to chew it. After chewing for a few times, he threw the pig's head aside and slowly turned his gaze to the several witchers who were silent as a cicada.

"Gudong~!"

Several witcher captains swallowed their saliva, and a feeling of powerlessness surged into everyone's heart the moment they were watched. They knew that no matter who it was, if they took so long to move first, they would surely die!

Even a formidable steel-class demon hunter like Momo is now missing, so how can they possibly fight?!

"Don't move, this monster should..."

Before the Red Rose leader could finish her words, the giant frog-man teleported in front of her, and its huge fangs, which were longer than its arms, instantly cut off her upper body, leaving only the lower half of her body gushing with blood.

The frog man stopped only after he had broken a tree. He slowly stood up, chewed the food a few times, and then swallowed it all in one gulp.

"Run!"

"Run!"

The surrounding demon hunters' psychological defenses were completely broken, and everyone fled like headless flies.

"You guys retreat quickly! I'll hold this monster back!"

Enzo roared and pulled out his two axes. The team members behind him wanted to stop him, but they did not have the courage to face the monster, so they could only run into the jungle quickly.

"Crack!"

The Molotov cocktail hit the frog man's face hard, and the burning flames completely enraged the frog man, but the raging flames blocked his vision, so he could only keep waving his weapon around to attack.

"Come on! You damn monster!"

In such extreme fear, Enzo himself didn't know where he got the courage from, and he dared to fight this invincible monster.

Perhaps it's the helplessness and anger at one's own betrayal, or perhaps it's self-loathing.

He knew that all of them were treated as trash by the city lord and the witcher guild leader, otherwise he would not have just thought of gathering these people to come and attack.

From the very beginning, the cunning fox wanted all those involved in the assassination to die here, so that they could completely hide the secret!

Thinking of this, he glared at the monster that was waving its hands around, tensed his muscles and rushed forward quickly.

"Even if your entire body is covered in scales and muscles, there will always be a weak spot!"

Soon he locked his sights on the frogman's throat. Only there was no protection, just a thin layer of skin, no muscles or scales.

Enzo took a deep breath, ran up to the frogman, and leaped towards his only weak spot.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The axe blade stopped an inch away from the throat, and the huge and strong hand gripped Enzo's head tightly, not even giving him a chance to fight back.

"If Princess Hilde were here, there would definitely be a solution."

"I just want my children to have a better life..."

Enzo's face was filled with despair, and he murmured weakly: "I... really deserve to die..."

"Crack!"

Enzo's head exploded like a watermelon, blood splattered everywhere. Enzo, who was still struggling desperately, suddenly his legs went limp and he completely lost his life.

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In the open space in the center of the village...

The fleeing demon hunters ran back here desperately, their faces covered with sweat and blood. At this moment, they just wanted to leave this damn place as soon as possible and didn't want to stay for even a second longer.

Even after running for so long, the strong smell of blood still did not dissipate, and the strong smell of blood and bitterness in the throat was difficult to dissipate.

With their last hope, they came to the village entrance where the horses were tied, but in front of them were only cold corpses lying motionless on the ground. None of the dozens of horses survived, and all of them were shot in the head!

These horses were covered with a thick layer of frost, obviously because they were afraid that there was still a horse alive!

This seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. They collapsed to their knees, their faces full of despair. Logically speaking, the cultists would not have had time to come, so only they would take the time to hunt these horses.

It turns out that they had already entered a deadly spider web from the very beginning!

“Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!”

A demon hunter laughed wildly like a madman, with veins bulging on his hideous and twisted face. He picked up his weapon and slashed at his companion next to him, roaring wildly.

"You damned beasts!"