Unable to repay my student loans, I had no choice but to work part-time as a demon hunter.

Chapter 80 Fatal Blow

The wardrobe exploded, the doors and back panel shattered, striking Kroger's head.

Gray fired continuously, each shot carrying the hollow power of genuine emotion, causing its massive body to stagger backward repeatedly.

Fear struck Kroger's shoulder, and he instinctively flinched.

Regret burst forth from the scales on his chest, and for the first time, he wavered on the choice he had made tonight.

Loneliness pierced his abdomen, and his connection with the Blackwater Order became even weaker.

There was also an unknown force that made Kroger feel a sharp pain and stiffness in his back, and he was surprised that he had ever slept in such a terrible position.

With a flick of his finger, Gordon's divine thread wrapped around the trigger guard and grip.

boom!

The gun barrel was raised back, and Kroger tilted his head to the side. The unaimed attack was not fatal, but grayish-white crystals still appeared around the wound. This was the effect of the silver halide bullet, which could powerfully penetrate heterogeneous defenses.

Before he could even comprehend why a gun could fly, Krogh then heard the sound of a black sword being dragged across the ground.

Vera walked over step by step.

She? How can she still move? Kroger's blurry vision caught the outline of the terrifying woman, and he couldn't help but shudder instinctively.

Having been hit by the Eye of Drowning, they should have died in the water long ago! Based on his long experience of killing, such people should be lying on the ground convulsing right now. Kroger instinctively waved his hand to use the black water to repair his eyes. As long as his eyes are restored, Vera and Gray will still have to fight while being wary of their vision.

Gordon had seen this trick at the Rice Pump Station.

At that time, he also had to find a way to make the water disappear completely, and he went to great lengths to drain the pool using valves.

Now, he finally has the power to solve this problem himself, without having to consult with anyone else.

Flow manipulation!

A thin, transparent line probes into the sewage along the ground. Gordon doesn't need to control all the black water; he only needs to change the direction of a few streams.

The sewage that was flowing toward Kroger suddenly stopped, brushing past the area around his eyes but not into his wounds.

Kroger desperately increased his strength.

However, having fought this far, the remaining power within him was insufficient to control the water!

"hiss----"

Gordon prepared everything and handed the monster over to the person who could truly kill it.

[The Instinct to Burn: Last Reserves]

The accumulated nutrients and potential were ignited simultaneously, Vera's body temperature rose rapidly, and pure fighting spirit filled the blank space in her mind.

Breathing went from broken to heavy.

Immediately afterwards————

An incomplete blood moon suddenly appeared, like the afterglow of a monster's bite, illuminating the area between Krog and Vera.

Have we stepped across? That dividing line! Gordon's heart skipped a beat.

boom!

Gray fired, and the bullet struck Kroger in the chest, causing him to lean back and lose his balance for the first time.

Fate has brought it to an end!

The phantom chains flew out of nothingness, one end binding Vera, the other striking Kroger in the chest.

Numerous weaknesses flashed by; the eye sockets, cervical spine, and heart—none of them were the final answer.

The chains eventually pointed deep into the lungs.

"Found it." Vera leaped closer. Kroger's eyesight had deteriorated significantly. He raised his hand and swung his sword, but only hit the dark afterimage.

Under the glow of the blood moon, within a radius of twenty-eight meters, every movement of Kroger created countless illusions, foreshadowing its next move.

And every fragment of the scene points to the same ending—

break!

At the shortest distance, with the most accuracy and ferocity, the heavy sword struck Krogh's chest, piercing through the gap between his ribs and into his lung, the tip of the sword emerging from his back!

Piercing the chest!

His dying rage unleashed tremendous power in Kroger, and at that distance, he grabbed Vera and slammed her to the ground.

boom!

Vera's back slammed into the floor tiles, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. The black sword remained embedded in Kroger's chest.

The duel is not over yet!

He dragged his pierced body forward, raising his axe high, intending to split her and the ground apart.

Gordon gripped his gun again, aimed it at Kroger's shattered eye socket, and joined forces with Gray to fire. Their only aim was to shut down his central nervous system.

Kroger's massive body trembled repeatedly, but he remained standing and did not fall.

His eyes were bulging, his head was riddled with bullet holes, and his chest was completely pierced by a sword, yet he remained upright.

Gray's finger went numb from pulling the trigger.

Kroger's head kept tilting backward as he was bombarded.

Scales, blood, and bone fragments littered the ground. He remained standing, death already upon him, yet he didn't know how to proceed.

After firing all his bullets, Gordon realized that a life's connection to the world had vanished.

[Kroger's corpse. A terrible enemy.]

"Dead." There was no joy or sorrow in Gordon's eyes. Only he knew how many small changes he had driven to get to this point.

"It's dead?" Gray asked in a hoarse voice.

"real."

Gray then bent over and coughed violently, allowing himself to show imperfect manners for the first time. In the end, he knelt on the ground and dry heaved.

Gordon went to Vera and quickly checked on her condition.

"Alive—?" Gray asked with difficulty.

"She's alive." Gordon noticed her weak breathing and immediately tried to help.

"—Thank goodness." Gray vomited one last time, wiping the stains on his face with his clean sleeve, getting his cuffs dirty, but surprisingly, he wasn't annoyed. "—For the first time, this is the first time, all my comrades have come down—that's great—you guys actually managed to hold on—"

This is really not easy!

A loud noise suddenly came from outside.

Click!

Gordon senses things outward.

The giant skeletal raven and the dragon lizard demon were entangled and tearing at each other, both channeling their power into each other's bodies. The dragon lizard demon bit off the giant raven's head, but also lost a lot of blood.

The two giant beasts were entangled and lost their balance, falling towards the main building as they lay dying.

He quickly tapped the ground with his Blackthorn Lee cane. Vera couldn't move now; if she got buried, it would be the end for her!

The shadow fell.

As their heavy bodies crashed into the building, the beams snapped instantly, and the roof collapsed downwards.

"Hold on!" Gray switched places with the crows outside and instantly left.

"You—" Gordon only managed to utter one word.

He calculated the only place of refuge, dropped his cane, and desperately picked up Vera, rushing into the safe triangle formed by the fireplace and the load-bearing wall in the hall.

boom-!

The entire building sank down.

Bricks, tiles, and seven years of dust fell together.

Gordon lay on top of Vera, broken planks falling with a rustling sound, bricks exploding in their ears, the world spinning in a deafening roar, and countless sensations of pain coming one after another.

Dust billowed into the sky, swallowing the night.

Gordon lay on the ground, his back and shoulders covered with sharply angled roof tiles, surrounded by darkness, with a persistently burning wound on the side of his face.

"Vera—" He saw Vera lying on the ground, not responding.

He checked Vera's pulse; it was still beating, but she desperately needed help.

She was slammed into the ground by Kroger, a blow that could have killed anyone, and even she paid a heavy price. Gordon had protected her vitals when the building collapsed, but her wounds were clearly reopening from the impact.

He wanted to help, but the excruciating pain stopped him.

Gordon tried to bend his fingers and toes, and then tried to move his knees, but he couldn't muster any strength.

He sensed himself through the sound of the strings; his right shoulder was torn, his face was scratched, there was a gash on his left waist, his outer thigh was cut by gravel, and he was clearly bleeding.

Flow maneuvering.

Gordon's anatomical knowledge came in very handy.

He tried to slow the flow of blood from the wound, an operation that required extreme precision; the slightest mistake would create a blood clot in himself.

A dozen seconds later, Gordon's face turned even paler, and the bleeding from his wound finally changed from a trickle to fine beads.

With increased bodily fluids, Gordon's body functioned very efficiently, and the speed of tissue healing also improved, allowing him to gradually recover.

"————Gorden————" Vera whispered.

She didn't open her eyes, but instinctively reached out and grabbed him, her strength still astonishing.

Very good. This means she's still a ways from death, but Gordon's arm might be torn off first.

Gordon let her hold on tighter, her fingers loosened slightly, and she fell into a coma again.

He sensed it carefully.

There appears to be no fatal head injury. The difficulty breathing and fainting are mainly due to extreme fatigue resulting from the overexertion of his source energy.

The worst part is the wound, which needs to be stopped and stitched up as soon as possible. Gordon has exquisite control over his own body and can manipulate bleeding to stop it, but that might not be the case for others.

"Gordon!" Gray's voice came from outside, but it was already muffled.

Gordon picked up a brick and tapped on the half of the roof next to him.

Ding, ding, ding————

"I can hear you." Gray used his sword "Steel Core" to pry open the bricks. It was an unbreakable sword and possibly the most expensive crowbar in the world.

Gordon conserved his energy, breathing slowly amidst the ruins, the air thick with dust.

The sounds from outside gradually drew closer.

The mounted police finally caught the wet-footed men running wildly across the field and tied them together with ropes. Only after the manor had returned to silence did they muster their courage and ride over.

"By Saint John Sua—" The mounted police were shocked.

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