Blood of the Hunting God

【Ahhh——】

At this moment, the monster let out an even more miserable scream, and the hunter had already turned around again in mid-air, and directly collided with the monster on a stone pillar not far away, and then fell heavily on the ground.

During this process, the hunter unceremoniously took the monster as his own pad, climbed directly to the opponent's back, and pressed the head of the monster with his knees so that it faced the ground directly, and a monster came with its head on the ground. ruthless.

Following the hunter, he grabbed the long sword that pierced the monster's giant leg, and the frozen ice spread violently in an instant, and as the hunter twisted the blade violently, it shattered with a crackling sound. The lieutenant cut off that leg abruptly.

【Ah...】

The howling of the monster was suddenly weakened a little at this moment.

The hunter kicked away the fat leg that was still wriggling and struggling, and then turned around with a sword, knocking out the bone sword that the opponent hastily raised, and then directly slashed the monster's arm holding the sword. One came down.

At this moment, the monster that lost a leg screamed and struggled.

The hunter had already stepped forward, stepped directly on the chest of this thing, and stepped down heavily, causing the thing to fall to the ground and cannot move.

The long sword swung down, piercing the monster's other hand, piercing it to the ground and holding it firmly.

Then the cane was pulled out, and the normal thigh that was pointed at this thing was pierced in the same way, and it was directly nailed to the ground.

The monster howled and struggled, but couldn't free its limbs, and couldn't attack the one in front of it again. The one standing in front of it and stepping on its chest was staring at it indifferently. hunter.

In a sense, the current hunters are indeed more like monsters.

He reached out and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The kick just now still brought an extremely heavy burden to the hunter. He endured the pain of almost completely shattered ribs and continued to maintain his fighting strength. Even for the hunter, he was already close to the limit, almost reaching the border of life and death.

It's just that I absolutely cannot die now. The hunter knows very well that when the lantern has been damaged, there will be a considerable time delay in every resurrection of him now. Gail and others have absolutely no protection.Of course, Andre and Alhazred had no problem in terms of strength, but if they were opponents with Dirty Heart, to be honest, Hunter really couldn't have much confidence in his teammates.

After all, the power of this thing is too unreasonable in every sense.

Slowly, enduring the serious injury on his chest from the kick just now, and holding his breath with difficulty, the hunter just slowly squatted down on the monster's chest, just stepping on the monster's chest .

On the half of the woman's face, although she still had a sleeping expression, her eyelids kept trembling, as if she couldn't help but wake up at any time, and was about to wake up at any time.

However, although this state appeared, the other party did not really wake up, as if some conditions were missing, and he could only continue to maintain this kind of ghost pressure, as if he couldn't wake up even if he wanted to state inside.

As for that condition——

The hunter looked at the other half of the monster's face, at the half of the monster's face.

【Ah--】

On half of the face of the howling monster, the torn fangs were constantly open, and a large amount of saliva was flowing non-stop.

On the festered and blackened skin, those black mist still emerged from time to time, as if it hadn't been completely swallowed and digested by this monster.

The hunter just stared at this half ugly, filthy face full of stench, and gently stretched out his hand.

puff-

The next moment, the fingers directly grabbed the half of the face, and the fingers even dug directly into the flesh.

【Ah ah ah ah ah--】

The howling of the monster became extremely miserable in an instant.

And the hunter's second hand has already grasped the side of this ugly face.

Then, hard, tear it apart.

puff-

Bit by bit, the skin and flesh were stretched apart.

puff-

Gradually, the dirty blood began to seep out.

The hunter was very patient, and continued to forcefully tear the half of the monster's cheek slowly from the broken body.

【Ah ah ah ah ah--! ! ! 】

The howling sound became more intense at this moment, and the black mist suddenly spread, covering the surrounding light.

But immediately, those white flowers absorbed all the escaping mist, and immediately grew more beautiful than before, and even some white flowers at the edge grew into the cave.

torn apart. "

Then tear it apart hard. "

Just like that, the hunter tore the face away more and more forcefully.

The monster's body was shaking violently.

The black mist was released more and more violently with the action of the hunter tearing the flesh, and it was released more and more violently. It was released from this torn cheek, but was quickly blown away by the surrounding white flowers. absorb it.

Inside the cracked cheek, the flesh and blood seemed to be full of black mist, which had not been completely absorbed by the monster in front of him, so it was stored in the flesh and blood.The hunter realized at this moment that if he didn't subdue this thing quickly, it would probably continue to absorb the filthy black mist, and then become stronger and harder to deal with.And once the battle is dragged to that point, there is almost no possibility of victory on his side.

In disgusting people, this filthy heart is really creative.

The hunter, who was thinking like this, did not weaken the movement of his hands at all, and tore apart this face even more violently in the next moment.

【Ah... ah...】

The howling of the monster has become difficult to hear at this moment.

The hunter basically tore half of the thing's face completely, leaving only less and less skin and flesh still connected to the body.

And the escaping black mist reached its peak in an instant. Not far away, the corrupted limbs that fell on the ground trembled a few times, and a lot of black mist poured in, and then quietly, without moving any more. .

The hunter didn't notice this, or he didn't have the leeway to pay attention to this kind of thing now.He just tried his best to gradually tear off the distorted face of this monster from this body at a faster speed.

More and more black mist spread towards the surroundings, so that Abigail and the others could no longer see the situation on the hunter's side clearly.

At this moment, the pure white sea of ​​flowers absorbed the black mist even more strongly, and the white flowers in the entire underground cavity grew more and more, and became bigger and bigger. The dark underground cavity showed a somewhat dreamlike feeling.

And in places they couldn't see, these white flowers spread all the way, and began to bloom one after another in various underground passages and inside different rock tunnels, one after another. getting farther and farther away.

tear-

In the end, with the splatter of dirty blood, the hunter tore the monster's cheek completely off from its body.

【what……】

The howling sound gradually subsided at this moment, and finally fell silent.

Then, the hunter looked at the body that basically cut off most of the traces of filth, except for a slight imbalance in body proportions, it could almost be said to already look like a human body, incomplete, and slightly The body with a sense of terror, then turned his gaze to the remaining half of the face of the goddess.

The trembling between the eyebrows has disappeared.

At this moment, this half of the face was sleeping peacefully. Even though there was only half of the head left, one could still see the sense of calm in the half of the intact face that was bloody and bloody.

It's like... all the suffering and torment I have suffered is finally over, and I can finally usher in a long peaceful sleep, this feeling of peace.

The hunter lowered his head and stared at the half face.

Around him, the escaping black mist has gradually become thinner at this moment, and it is almost swallowed up by the white flowers blooming around him.

Gently stretched out his right hand, and in the light, a shining giant sword appeared in the hunter's hand.

And as if aware of the appearance of this sword, accompanied by the one belonging to the Forgotten Knight, which was originally broken, but was finally repaired by Andre and Abigail together, with a beautiful pattern decoration With the appearance of the giant sword, on the last half of the goddess' cheek, trembling marks began to appear again.

hum-

The hunter can feel that the filthy forces outside are rioting.

I have basically defeated the filthy heart in this form, so now, more filthy forces will gather here, and it is necessary to reshape the existence of this monster and drag the battle into the next stage.

stage.

And in order not to let this happen, to prevent the battle from reaching a stalemate, and to the point of death, he must act as soon as possible now.

Even if you don't know what the consequences will be.

"……excuse me."

The hunter who muttered to himself raised the huge blade high.

Then at the next moment, he stabbed fiercely at the mutilated body below.

puff!

Blood splashed out.

And the eyes of the gods opened in an instant.

Chapter 180: Broken Dream

Broken, unreal.

Shapeless, intertwined with darkness and light.

The ones that are falling down are constantly falling down.

dream.

That's right.

dream world.

what……

Such a familiar feeling...

It seems that it has been wandering in it for a long time...

I have even forgotten the real world...

always lingering...

dream world...

……

The hunter fell into a dream.

A dilapidated, dark, yet shimmering dream.

He felt a strange sense of familiarity, as if he had dived into the dream more than once, and had completely adapted to this feeling.

But in his incomplete memory, the hunter only knew that he had entered a dream world named Yanan.Maybe, the time he stayed in that place was much longer than he expected?

It's just that no matter how strange it is, those forgotten things can't be recalled immediately.

And now, I have more important things to do.

……

open one's eyes.

The hunter's feet stepped on the unreal land.

It seems to be a forest here, a peaceful and remote forest.

The sunlight shone down from the gaps in the leaves, but it was not a brilliant golden color, but gradually dissipated, like white light that had lost its color.

The shades of the surrounding forests have also undergone the same change. The colors of these things can no longer be maintained. Some of them can barely see the original colors, but more parts have become black, white and gray.

A world gradually losing color.

Belonging to the already broken soul fragments, the only few broken things now, a world that keeps losing its own color.

This is... Forest of Blessings?

From the memory of the goddess knight who had been killed, the hunter roughly understood where this place was.

In the past, the earthly kingdom of God belonged to the goddess of the earth, a forest full of blessing power created by the power of the gods themselves.This place was originally a pilgrimage site for believers, and it was the central hub where the goddess and her trusted people were responsible for supervising and maintaining their own jurisdiction.

This place was supposed to be a beautiful and peaceful place, but in the real world, it has completely turned into a corrupt realm.

And now, the place the hunter entered, this phantom bubble-like world, is probably what the dark forest should have looked like.

It's just a pity that even such a surviving fantasy dream can no longer be fully constructed.

tread--

Take a step forward and walk forward.

Every time the footsteps fall, the ground seems to undulate like the surface of water welcoming waves.

As if everything in front of him is just the reflection of the water surface, as the hunter advances step by step, the world becomes more rippling and more illusory.

What lies ahead?