Blood of the Hunting God

Afterimages passed by in the scorching air, and the air waves rushed towards further distance.

In an instant, the thing jumped up violently, and the blow that landed on the ground smashed the ground into pieces.

The hunter was lifted up by the impact and landed on the roof of a building. Then the thing jumped up. The tops of the buildings on both sides clashed again. Every step made deep and shallow cracks on the roof. Then jumped down from upstairs to another building next to it, and fought again, the blade pierced through the wall, and a lot of smoke and dust were brought up in the explosion sound, and the roofs of the surrounding houses were directly blown away by the sweeping light. Chip it all off, blasting a lot of wall and furniture debris.

The attack of the thing in the flying debris came again, but was deceived by the hunter's fake swing, and then the hunter's backhand swung the attack and slashed on the left shoulder. The long sword pierced deeply into it, and pulled out When it came out, the hunter had almost cut off the entire left arm of the thing, leaving only a bit of flesh hanging from it.

I can gradually see the movement of this thing clearly.

At the cost of seven deaths, the hunter finally figured out the attack pattern of this thing.

In fact, before the normal head of this thing was cut off at the beginning, this thing was even more fierce, and its attack posture was even more dangerous.But now, the head generated by filthy power, although the attacks it uses are more ferocious and powerful, but the degree of change in its moves is obviously not as good as it was at the beginning.

In the final analysis, the essence of filth is to pollute other things like garbage to create a disaster of madness and destruction. It is too difficult for this kind of thing to think seriously like a human being.Therefore, even this kind of highly skilled and terrifying strongman who can overwhelm hunters purely with combat skills, after being infected and controlled by filthy forces, only has such a level of combat effectiveness.

when!

After the blades interlaced again, it was the hunter who picked up the long sword in the monster's hand.

That long sword should have been quite beautiful in the first place, with a graceful blade and a patterned hilt.But now it is stained with black stains, and the sword body is also covered with large and small cracks, which can be said to be dilapidated.

The long sword belonging to the goddess knight Grendel pierced the monster's chest, pierced through the back of the chest, and nailed the thing directly to the rear wall.

The solid ice began to condense in the next moment, completely freezing the monster's torso in the freezing sound of crackling.

In one go, kill this thing completely here!

The hunter's eyes were locked tightly, and he let go of the long sword that had been completely frozen on the opponent's chest. The saw knife popped out, and was about to cut directly at the opponent's neck.

However, the pitch-black light exploded in the next moment, flying the hunter away, smashing even the building, and creating more ruins.

"call……"

Among the piles of rubble, the blood-soaked hunter stood up slowly with multiple wounds on his body.

The flames are still burning.

These long-abandoned ruins are burning, and the people who once lived here and used this as their home have been lost. Now even this last relic is about to disappear.

The hunter took a step forward, looked at someone who had also fallen to the ground not far away, got up with difficulty, and tried hard to pull out the long sword that pierced his chest, but because one hand had already been cut off by the hunter, the one-handed The monster, unable to exert its strength, staggered and picked up its long sword that was thrown away by the hunter.

Stretching out his hand, it seemed to be very nostalgic, and the thing wiped the cracked long sword with one hand.

Did you remember something?

Those distant pasts that have been broken, at this moment

Did you recall anything?

The hunter seemed to be able to see something.

Cries of adoration, blessings from peers, and proud laughter.

Facing the training day after day, persistently persisting in the end, accumulating little by little, and finally reached the height of the world.

And after that, the achievements of hard work, the achievements that made the whole world marvel at it, even the gods sighed at it.

Those... things that are already blurred... haven't you forgotten?

【Ah... ah...】

For the first time, the nameless swordsman made a sound.

[Uh ah ah ah ah! 】

The roar of an angry, frantic, hoarse monster.

The pitch-black and blood-red body jumped up suddenly, and the hunter was ready to fight, but found that it ran away from him directly.

Ok? !

The hunter was dumbfounded.

What's the situation with this thing, why did it run away after hitting it?

No, wait no, it's not running away, it's trying to—

Boom! ! !

Shocking and tearing noises resounded outside the small town.

The hunter caught up and saw those ugly monsters one after another attracted by the burning fire.

Roaring madly, tearing apart all these monsters and killing them completely, the craziest devil-like swordsman.

Compared with the instinct of filth to kill normal life, this swordsman will give priority to hunting his own kind, hunting other filthy monsters? !

So, is this the reason why this town is empty and there are no monsters in this large area?

At this moment, the hunter felt quite incredible.

Chapter 88: Extinguish, Break

"Will monsters fight each other?"

Holding the hunter's lantern and standing on the roof of a house, Disma couldn't help showing a shocked expression when he saw the scene in front of him.

The existences corroded by the filthy power will not attack each other, because the filthy power itself is equivalent to a means of verification, so that these crazy monsters will ignore individuals with the same breath, and treat them as if they do not exist generally.

But at this moment, what happened in front of the hunters was a powerful filthy monster, slaughtering other filthy monsters like crazy, circle after circle, all those who were attracted by the fire, the nearby These filthy monsters, one counted as one, were all chopped up by this monster on the spot, and there was not even a single one that could move. It directly wiped out all the monsters within a radius of more than ten kilometers around the town. clean and dry.

The hunter stood at the entrance of the small town with a complex expression, watching the monsters that were slaughtering there, feeling the invisible echoes in his body that were increasing almost all the time, for some reason, he had a very strange idea .

If you can find a way to get this thing out of this small town, let it move freely outside, and then follow it by your side, is it possible, I mean, I walked with this guy in the corruption field for a few years, Then go to Abigail to upgrade a level, and then you can rush into the temples of the old gods and the new gods without any weapons and tear them up on the spot?

It must be admitted that the idea itself is quite attractive, but it is a bit unrealistic.

The flames burning around had gradually subsided at this moment.

After the monster fought frantically, because it had absorbed a lot of filthy power, its whole body became much bigger, distorted and deformed, like a lot of tumors growing on its body, it looked extremely disgusting.

After all the other monsters died, this distorted monster persevered and looked around several times. After confirming that there were no monsters other than itself, the thing froze in place.It's hard to describe the feeling, it's like something suddenly stuck inside the head, the monster stopped in place, stunned, stood like this for a while, then turned its head, and looked at it again Hunter not far away.

This time, the hunter didn't feel any human emotions that could be called anger, but only pure madness, which exists as a thing of destruction, and pure madness as a monster.

The shortening of the distance was only in an instant, and the twisted monster arrived in front of the hunter, holding the sword blade with its deformed arm and swung it down violently, trying to kill him on the spot.

Boom!

In the heavy bang, the blade of the sword slashed on the ground, cutting a long crack in the ground.

Missed the target.

The hunter just turned his body slightly to avoid the monster's attack.

Compared with just now, although the figure is bigger, but the strength has become weaker.

Feeling the speed and power of the blow just now, the hunter couldn't help thinking in his heart.

During another swing of the blow, the hunter's voice interlaced with the monster//, the saw knife bit into the flesh, and as the hunter pulled the handle of the knife, a long crack was abruptly drawn on the opponent's body, a large number Then the blood flew out.

The trembling body tried to dodge sideways at the next moment, but suddenly lost its balance and fell to the ground.

There seemed to be a moment of doubt on the face twisted like a monster, wondering why his body was so uncoordinated, why his movements were so clumsy and stiff, why?

Then you will become weaker and weaker.

For the reason, the hunter can tell it.

Because its body shape has been completely distorted, basically losing the body structure of a human figure, but it still stubbornly adopts the combat method of a swordsman.

Because its current appearance is clearly suitable for a beast-like crazy and fearless attack style, but it still wants to engage in a rigorous fight.

Because it should have forgotten its human side a long time ago, and devoted itself to the chaotic and dark ending, but it still refuses to forget, these will only create obstacles for it today, and will only hinder its smoother killing s things.

Click!

After another stagger, the hunter cut off the monster's sword-holding hand.

Confused, he raised his deformed arm and stared at his missing arm in confusion.

This completely deformed thing turned his head and looked at the long sword that he had dropped on the ground not far away.

It turned around unsteadily, ignoring the hunter standing in front of it, and walked to the side of the sword, trying to pick it up with its own broken arm, but it couldn't succeed no matter what, couldn't pick it up smoothly stand up.

The hunter silently watched the twisted monster's movements behind it, saw its increasingly bewildered appearance, saw the wriggling and struggling tumors on its body, and the deformed head full of filth, and finally clenched it tightly. weapon in hand.

Step forward and swing your weapon.

Amid the flying blood, the hunter left several deep wounds on the monster's body.

[Uh ah ah——]

The gore stimulated the monster to go crazy, and it fought the hunter again.

But just as the sharp claws were stretched out and the fangs were just revealed, this thing fell into doubts and looked at it again, as if it couldn't get used to fighting without a weapon, and turned its head again, wanting to pick up the fallen on the ground Own that long sword.

The hunter's attack has come again, and the giant sword cuts off one of the monster's legs.The huge monster knelt down on the ground, followed the hunter and swung his sword down again, slashing at the thing's head, trying to cut it off again.

Boom!

The monster stretched out its arm, blocking the hunter's giant sword.

Without hesitation, the hunter pressed forward with his whole body, pressed against the opponent's raised arm, and continued to chop downward with all his strength.

click - click -

The blood stained the sword body, and the bones were cut off bit by bit.

It seems to be able to hear something wailing, but can't understand the direction of the source of the sound.

The distorted monster seemed to have completely forgotten the fact that he could heal his wounds and stand up quickly with the help of filthy power. He just lay on the ground, lifted it up with his severed arm, and tried hard to resist the hunter's attack.

click - click -

Slowly, the huge broken sword penetrated the flesh and blood.

Little by little, the hunter cut off the opponent's arm again.

Then, the broken giant sword, which lost its hindrance, continued to fall downwards and cut open. "

Kacha-! ! !

The head of this nameless monster was cut off by the hunter again.

Chapter 89: Slaughtered Prey [Dirty Demon Swordsman]

Saw something.

As the breath of the monster gradually dissipated, things began to become clear.

The nameless swordsman has forgotten his name.

Can't remember who I am.

I don't remember if I ever had a family.

I don't remember whether I have ever loved someone, and whether I have been loved by others.

Among the incomplete pictures, there are only some intermittent pictures left, depicting the things that have been experienced.

Those experiences, those places, those times, those, that were...

What are those things?

Was it when you were a teenager, when you defeated the guards of the village with your talent, and were proud of your swordsmanship?

Is it the time when you are about to grow up, disrespecting a goddess knight over your own strength, and want to challenge the opponent, but you are beaten to the ground?

When I was still young, I kept sharpening my skills, hoping to give full play to my talents, and use a more assiduous way than the most diligent people to truly achieve what I want to be able to, even what I don't know height?

It was not until middle age that I finally started the journey of challenge again.

It doesn't know magic, and it doesn't have any strange and changing abilities. Some of them are just my own sword skills all the time, which are my pure skills.

The goddess knight who once defeated him was knocked out of his hand by him.

The legendary ascetic had his own sword stuck to his throat during the battle.

After a bitter battle, he defeated the two attendants of the Mother God with one against two.

Knock down the priest of the twin gods, and knock off his proud long scythe.

Even the honorable person conferred by the God of War himself cannot defeat his blade.