Blood of the Hunting God

move on.

Continue to tear, and then continue to cut.

The flesh and blood servant could not stop the hunter's pace at this moment.

Take a step.

Break the ground apart.

The next step is already ten meters away.

And all the flesh and blood objects that were obstructed along the way were cut open, and none of them could fall to the ground with a complete body structure.

Breathe.

blink.

The shattered black residual ice fell to the ground.

Then there was a soft sound.

Snapped--

Crisp, the sound of colliding together.

tear-

Along with the sound of the hunter's meat saw tearing the flesh of the monster.

It sounded like a sonorous sound.

【oh--! ! ! 】

Howl.

Waving your arms.

The ground cracked in the sound of shaking and breaking.

But the hunter took a step away, dodging like walking in his own yard.

Then he swung the knife sharply.

The teeth of the meat saw gnawed like a beast.

torn apart. "

in depth.

Then cut it off.

Another arm of the monster was cut off by the hunter.

【Oh oh oh……】

The wailing sound didn't seem to be louder than it was at the beginning.

The starlight flooded down, covering the monster's body, completely crushing it to the ground in a violent explosion.

Instantly submerged in darkness, the monster's figure disappeared without a trace, and then reappeared from the other side.

But the hunter had rushed over ahead of time, jumped up with a sudden step, stepped on a flesh and blood servant, then took off again, and slammed into the direction where the monster was. The whole monster flew up and hit the ground hard.

It is too easy to see through.

The hunter knows where the monster will appear before it teleports.

Teleportation over and over again, the distance of each time, the direction of each time, these things may not be able to see the pattern once or twice, but it has been connected more than ten times, and it is really a bit of a shame to expect the hunter not to see it. Underestimate him.

From countless times of fighting to the present, for a hunter, as long as it is a repeated move, if it cannot form a real overwhelming advantage, and there is not enough change, it will inevitably be seen by him bit by bit. Until Completely crack to find coping strategies.

And now, this blasphemy of the dark family has been completely [deciphered] by the hunter.

The staff jerked out, piercing the monster's head.

The hunter swung his staff vigorously, causing it to cut continuously on the monster's head, tearing a hole and smashing its skull

.

Wriggling flesh and blood were exposed from it.

The howling monster grew new arms trying to grab the hunter, but it couldn't keep up with the hunter's agility and could only grab the air.

"It's time to end!"

And Philip had already descended from the sky, severed the light in his hand, and directly exploded a flash of light on the monster's head.

The shattered flesh and blood scattered around, and then turned into ashes under the power of the starlight.

Philip, who had lost all expression on his face, just clenched the long sword made of starry sky light in his hand, pierced deeply into the monster's head, and then detonated the power in it, trying to completely destroy the opponent.

The flesh and blood servants chasing from behind fell down one after another, fell to the ground and twitched, their bodies began to melt gradually and gradually lost the strength to maintain themselves.

The battle has reached its end at this moment.

The profane monster could no longer struggle.

And at this moment, the hunter frowned. He saw something, blurry and fragmented, but he couldn't help but care about it.

It seemed to be the raving voice of a madman, and it also seemed to be whispering from an evil thing hidden deep in the darkness.

The only thing that can be determined is the strong malice in the broken voice, the filthy feeling that is not friendly.

They are saying:

【The game of gambling... the game of gambling has begun...】

【No matter who it is... the game cannot be changed...】

[Things that have already begun...can no longer be changed...]

【Or join this gamble...or watch it all happen...】

[Saviors... You think you can save everything... Do you dare to bet your lives... on this gamble? 】

It was impossible to tell whose voice it was.

It seemed to come from the distant memory of the profane beast.

But it is unreasonable, and it makes people feel that this is like someone is talking to himself.

From the past memory fragments of the dead monsters, he directly had a conversation with himself and asked him.

Is it possible for such a thing to exist?

Hunter has no way to come up with an answer.

The sound has dissipated, and has returned to nothingness with the death of the monster in front of him.

The flesh and blood servants around turned into powder, and the human part was swallowed up, leaving only the filth. They have no way to survive the death of the main monster, so they can only disappear together.Still, it was a relief to these poor wretches.

It's just that the gamble...

In the previous battle against the Goddess of the Earth, I also got information about the [Gambling Game].

Driving the dark beings back to the table...the battle of the knights...and the self-sacrifice of the goddess...

Still can't figure it out.

Perhaps, we can only figure out the whole story when we actually come into contact with the Star Master?

The hunter who was thinking like this raised his head, and met the gazes of Philip who was standing on the corpse of the dissipating blasphemous monster.

"..."

"..."

In the silence between each other, the hunter could see the desire to kill and a trace of complicated emotions that seemed to be constantly intertwined and torn in Philip's eyes.

In the end, Philip jumped up and disappeared at the entrance of the sealed place above.

The hunter watched the other party leave, feeling a little bit emotional at the end of this wonderful and short ally moment, then lowered his head, and looked at the sealed land of rock caves that had gradually returned to normal.

【Desecrate the beast】

prey slaughtered

Chapter 71: Explosions and Robbery

"Are you ready?"

Abigail turned her head and looked at the men following her.

"I'm ready!"

"No, no problem."

"In short, it's just hitting the head, right?"

People's reactions are not the same. Generally speaking, it seems that it is not particularly reliable. Compared with the well-trained hunters, it can be said that there is a sky and a ground.But now Abigail doesn't have the condition to pick and choose, and she didn't expect these people to go up to fight or something, and it's enough to be able to shout a sentence or two by then.

"In short, act as carefully as possible, don't be impulsive, I will let you come out and come out again."

Abigail said so, raised her head from behind the stone, and looked at a camp not far away, located in the ruined city.

At this moment, more than a day and nearly two days have passed since the hunter went underground.Due to being underground, there is no way to accurately judge the specific moment, so Abigail can only roughly estimate that nearly two days may have passed.

I don't know what Mr. Hunter is doing, I hope he is fine.

Thinking like this, the girl clenched her fists, then her expression became resolute, and she turned her head again to look at the camp not far away.

The number of noble private soldiers in the Eternal City is much less than expected. I don’t know what happened. It seems that many people have withdrawn from here, and only less than half of them are left to stay. The battle nun And the Knight of the Samurai is almost completely invisible.

Although I also considered that it might be a trap, but after investigating around, Abigail still prefers to

Because these people really chose to retreat for some unknown reason.It may be that other hunters have done something to attract the attention of the enemy, which led to the decline of the enemy's strength in the Eternal City, but it is more likely that Mr. Hunter has done something?After all, for the members of the religious order, Mr. Hunter is their biggest obstacle.

In short, the goal is set here.

With a sinking heart, the girl's eyes locked on the camp ahead.

The Hilbert family's private army, according to intelligence, seems to be the most staunch supporter of the church.In this deep underground search for the hunting god team, this family has contributed a lot of power, and their private camps and mercenary camps can be seen everywhere in the Eternal City.

Robbing these guys is obviously a good choice.

Yes, Abigail appeared here to rob these stationed private soldiers.

The people in the slums who took refuge with her now have serious problems with food and warmth. Without the help of others, the quickest and most effective solution Abigail can think of is to rob The private army of these nobles.

This team is about 50 people, and it should be able to alleviate everyone's problems very well.

After making up her mind, Abigail took a step forward without concealing her whereabouts, and walked directly to the private army in front.

"Hey, what's going on over there?"

"It's a child, why did it appear here?"

"You're pretty cute, tsk tsk, speaking of which, I've been staying here all this time, and I haven't touched a woman in the past two days..."

The guarding private soldiers soon noticed the approach of a petite girl with blond long hair.

As private soldiers directly under the aristocrats, these people naturally have a lot of privileges compared to ordinary people, so when Abigail approached, many people had malice in their eyes.

But soon, as some people recognized Abigail's identity, their expressions changed.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, isn't she from the blasphemer's team?"

"Is she the witch who destroyed the entire slum yesterday?"

"I heard from people in the church that she killed all the people in the slum by herself. She is a very cruel and terrifying monster!"

In shock, fear, and cowering emotions, the soldiers clenched their weapons and stood ready.

Some people immediately raised their shields and tried to close the town's defenses, and the soldiers responsible for notifying other camps were about to pick up their horns to send out communications.

Although I thought about operations such as "pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger" at the beginning, but now it seems that these private soldiers of the nobles are not really stupid. However, there are contemptuous thoughts, but they are quickly treated in accordance with the specifications for fighting against a terrifying enemy that is difficult to defeat.

But, that doesn't make any sense.

"Meet your destruction!"

The girl who was whispering like this suddenly had a moonlight sword in her hand.

The violent explosion raged and spread to the surroundings, and the wailing of the soldiers had just sounded, and it soon came to an end.