Chapter 302 Deadlock
"In the name of mankind! I am the leader of the retribution battle group, the apprentice of the demon hunter, the soldier of New China, Xu Yichen!" The [Pure Fire] representing judgment on the demon hunter burst out suddenly, and the blazing flames even burned to the ground. A few meters away, the champion of Khorne!
Mannoroth showed a disgusted expression on his face hidden under the helmet, and subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands.
"Cleaning up the aliens, the only way is death!" Amidst the battle roar, the witcher jumped up, and the silver flames scorched the ground covered in black blood into white ground where he was standing before.
In the air, Xu Yichen felt the power of the long sword in his hand, felt the temperature emanating from the unreal silver flame, and felt the air whistling past before his eyes with a trace of bloody smell.
The Bloodletter Demon, whose eyes were dazzled by the silver flames just now, raised his huge beheading sword with vicious curses in a hurry, and laid it across in front of him.
It expects that in the next second, the human being burning with strange flames will be torn apart under its own attack, and it will disembowel that human being! Take out his internal organs and bathe in his blood!
The two-handed sword in Xu Yichen's hand, which can be called a large weapon for human beings, was placed in front of the huge door-wide beheading sword in the hands of the bloodletter, and it looked like a mouse standing next to an elephant.
The collision between the two makes people almost unbearable to look directly at!
However, the demon hunter who had activated [Red Time], at the moment when the weapons were about to collide, pressed one hand on the bloodletter's weapon, and directly passed the demon who was over four meters tall!
The silver flame covering the witcher's palm left a burning, clear palm print on the bloodletter's beheading sword!
The witcher gracefully rotated his body in the air, and before landing, he slashed with his backhand sword.
A precise slash, under the action of the long sword covered with silver fire, split the opponent's neck in two, and the huge head rolled to the ground in the blood waves that soared into the sky.
Also falling to the ground was the demon hunter with his back to the enemy. Behind him, the body of the bloodletting demon fell to the ground like a hill.
The blood gushing in the sky was instantly purified by the silver flames emanating from Xu Yichen's body, turning into strands of black gas and dissipating in the air.
The champion warrior of Khorne was still straddling the brass bull, and seemed to be indifferent to the fact that the bloodletter was instantly killed. He even applauded lightly with his two metal armored hands.
Behind the witcher, the corpse belonging to the bloodletter was melted by the blood pool on the ground amidst the applause, and then four horse-sized dog creatures flew towards Xu Yichen in the blood pool!
The witcher didn't even look back, [Gnar's Flaming Great Sword] drew a little arc, and pulled out a gorgeous pattern of flames, like a prophet, lying on the pounce path of a hunting dog!
The unclean body was immediately cut in half by the scorching silver flames, and half of the head with the godless eyes fell into the pool of blood and was absorbed again.
Where the witcher couldn't see, the black-red pool of blood continued to spread on the ground. Wherever it passed, whether it was plants or insects, it turned into a puddle of blood, providing more power to the Skull Lord. .
Countless lives became crazy in the face of this destructive force. The mother beast killed the cubs in the nest, and the same kind attacked each other without warning until one was killed on the spot.
Effilar stood in front of the skull at the top of the castle, looking at the sky above the black forest in the distance, a mass of blood-colored dark clouds gradually blocked the sunlight, and the coverage area became larger and larger.
A trace of sadness appeared on the witch's face. In the castle under her feet, ordinary people were hiding in their tents under the order of Marx, and free movement was prohibited.
However, there were still many people who scuffled together because of some quarrels, and were pulled away by the shadow assassin who arrived in time, and were detained separately.
As the only player left in the camp, Li Bingheng, an experienced military doctor, was checking the tents of the refugees one by one to prevent accidents inside.
The witcher, who holds a sword in one hand and improves efficiency with the spell skill in the other, uses Pirouet swordsmanship with one hand. With the strengthening of his own attributes, he is becoming more and more proficient in this extremely difficult swordsmanship.
The movements of the witcher are heroic and wild, his skills are direct and deadly, without any superfluous, fancy movements, every rotation is accumulating higher potential energy, and every attack goes straight to the enemy's vital point!
The Chaos Hounds that kept jumping out of the pool of blood were beheaded with every gesture of the Demon Hunter. Any Chaos Demon that dared to approach was constantly proving the efficiency of the Demon Hunter.
The bloodletter demon, who had been delayed by Li Yanlong and Wang Yue, had his legs cut off by the witcher in one round, and then his hands and head were chopped off by Wang Yue, before returning to the subspace in a pool of blood.
Xu Yichen's speed was getting faster and faster, walking like a whirlwind passing through, driving the pieces of flesh and blood, whizzing past, but the distance between him and Mannoroth did not change at all.
The witcher and his team were dragged in place by the endless monsters in the blood pool, unable to move.
Every monster killed by the witcher will be partly purified by the silver flames. However, the champion of Khorne showed a confident posture, neither stepping forward to stop the killing of the witcher, nor taking any other actions.
The knight in red heavy armor was just sitting on his mount looking at the enemy in front of him, struggling constantly.
The long sword with flames, the flail with red light, and the bloodletter's beheading sword are anxious to each other, the shattered weapon fragments, the bloody stumps all over the sky, the deafening battle roar, and the angry howl.
All of this composes a hymn in praise of the Blood God! Mannoroth was intoxicated by it, and he felt that the domain belonging to the blood god was constantly spreading, and the power of the blood god was constantly infiltrating this land.
"You hypocrites and pompous ones, you despise teaching and regard it as nothing. You don't know that deceit and lies are your clothes, and your oath contains integrity." The bloody armored knight continued to persuade his enemies with a metallic voice : "It's not too late for you to look back now."
The witcher was constantly trying to get close to Mannoroth's position, but the pool of blood at his feet, which reflected the subspace scene like a mirror, continuously projected a huge number of hounds, making his efforts in vain.
"Human! Use your blood!" A rough voice shouted in a half-baked human language: "Your blood!"
PS: I bought five bags of glutinous rice balls, I love them so much~