Chapter 601 Magic Weapon

"Surround him!"

"Team 2, prepare to attack the tentacles and save those children as much as possible!"

Although I was a little surprised that Hulk didn't listen to orders, at this time, it was clear that the siege of the voodoo corpse was the priority. Flock was worthy of the experienced old witcher, and instantly arranged the team members according to the situation on the scene.

"I swear... I will keep watch over the light!"

A few burly demon hunters stepped forward, brandishing a thick saber in their hands like a door panel, chanting an oath, and slashed forward.

laugh!

The light of the knife danced, and a large number of tentacles fell to the ground.

The voodoo corpse, which was like a hill, was repulsed for the first time, and painful expressions appeared on the faces of many people.

"Be careful, its body fluids are highly poisonous and narcotic!"

The demon hunters present put on a metal mask-like device one after another, and rushed into the battle circle.

"It's now!"

Fang Yuan's eyes lit up, and with a flick of his left hand, the Holy Light Potion on his belt automatically fell on the big sword, stabbing forward like lightning.

puff!

Another tentacle fell, and the kid on it was caught by him, and at a few points, he quickly left the battlefield.

"It's Pete! He's alive!"

Aimeng rushed forward, looked at this pale kid, and cried with joy: "Thank you, Mr. Witcher!"

"Well, it's dangerous here, I'll escort you out!"

Fang Yuan looked at Pete in Aimeng's arms, but the expression on his face was a little strange.

"Hoho...creak...crunch!"

At this time, the wounded Voodoo corpse roared loudly, and many tentacles retracted, accompanied by a creepy chewing sound.

Immediately after being injured, it began to devour other flesh and blood to make up for itself.

"That monster... I must kill it!"

Tears splashed in Aimeng's eyes, he covered Ren's eyes, and quickly left the area under Fang Yuan's escort.

"Prepare the fire glue!"

Behind, Flock's voice was full of arrogance, and it was obvious that he had prepared a lot and made a lot of plans.

raging!

Not long after, a large flame burst into flames, accompanied by cheers from the witchers.

"It's just a voodoo corpse, and it doesn't have much wisdom. As long as there is a target, it can be taken down with the least loss..." Fang Yuan thought silently, seeing how many residents on both sides were alarmed, opened the window, and looked at it in horror. There were sparks, and some even prepared to put out the fire with a water basin.

And Aimeng was holding Pete, followed by several little ghosts, and ran along with Fang Yuan.

"Didn't we win? Why keep running?"

Ren was out of breath, but held his two younger brothers and sisters firmly, and asked a little puzzled.

"This question... I'm afraid I have to ask you!"

Fang Yuan looked at Aimeng: "How is it? Do you feel safe?"

"No!"

Aimeng shook his head: "I always feel that this place is very dangerous, I must leave immediately!"

"I feel the same way!"

Fang Yuan nodded solemnly, but at this moment he was even more convinced in his heart that this Aimeng was not an ordinary person.

"The shack area is on fire!"

"There are monsters!"

"Hurry up and put out the fire!"

...

All kinds of voices converged into a mess.

Suddenly, with a loud noise, the flames spread, as if the entire Bay of Pigs had been ignited.

"This is... Flock missed! Someone is deliberately creating chaos!"

Fang Yuan looked at the scene around him, and a thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

Large-scale chaos and killing, preferably mixed with flesh and blood sacrifices, are the favorite rituals of demons!

"If someone is pleasing the devil with this..."

Fang Yuan looked around, because he ran away with all his might. Even though he, Aimeng and the others were burdened by children, they could barely run out of the Bay of Pigs, watching the orange flames rising in the port, illuminating the sky.

"ah!"

Suddenly, there was a scream, even in this noisy night, it was very conspicuous: "It's... a monster!"

A golden light flashed in Fang Yuan's eyes, and suddenly he saw many pitch-black shadows emerging from the night, wantonly massacring the crowd in the port.

"Squeak!"

In mid-air, a black shadow flashed, and immediately a huge bat-like monster swooped down, its minions were extremely sharp.

"This is... Gargoyle?!"

With a swing of Fang Yuan's epee, he leaped high and cut an arc in midair: "Morning Star Swordsmanship - Bat Hunting!"

laugh!

The heavy sword glowing with silver light avoided the minions of the gargoyle, and pierced into its chest, where the core of kinetic energy was, from a tricky angle.

"Squeak!"

The huge gargoyle fell to the ground, and a small pit appeared. The original corpse immediately turned gray and turned into stone, cracked every inch of it.

A golden core the size of a quail egg was picked out by Fang Yuan with a sword, and he held it in his hand.

"Good... so amazing!"

Ren watched this scene with envy in his small eyes.

When the gargoyle pounced down, he felt that he was going to die, but he never expected that such a gargoyle would be vulnerable in front of this young demon hunter!

"A witcher?"

He looked at Fang Yuan, and suddenly clenched his fists: "I also want to become a demon hunter, with the power to protect my family!"

"what happened?"

Inside the Bay of Pigs, Flock was in a state of desperation: "The voodoo corpse has not been solved yet. Where did these gargoyles, ghouls, and werewolves come from?"

"grown ups!"

A demon hunter next to him suddenly lifted a section of floor tiles, looked at the dark brown rituals on the ground, which seemed to be written in blood, with a horrified expression on his face: "This is a ritual..., their true The goal is to sacrifice and please the devil!"

"Ask the trade union for help immediately!"

Flock held his sword in both hands, staring ahead at the advancing Roshan in the flames.

Even under the burning of the fire glue, the wound of this voodoo corpse is still healing, showing amazing vitality.

And the most important thing is that there have been other Dark Night Families vaguely appearing around, looking at this place with malicious intentions, showing a state of encirclement.

'This is a trap! '

Cold sweat dripped from Flock's forehead: "The elite of the branch cannot be buried here..."

The situation at this time is very critical.

There is a voodoo corpse inside, restraining most of the demon hunter's force, and outside there is a group of night family members who are constantly shrinking the encirclement.

The most terrible thing is that the entire Bay of Pigs has become a huge ceremony, and sacrifices have begun to the devil!

Every minute and second of time spent is more unfavorable to them.

"Who is the demon who sacrificed?"

Flock asked loudly.

"I'm translating...it's the burning lord in flames, the demon Seth!!!"

A witcher immediately shouted.

"Damn it...it's it again!" Flock gritted his teeth.

Although this demon is not the most powerful one, he is definitely the one who likes to make trouble the most.

Its worshipers are all over the Alka continent, and even the fallen demon in the last church incident had its black hands behind it.

"Separate some people and stop the ceremony immediately!"

Flock ordered loudly, and drew a silver dagger from his pocket.

"In the name of ice... punish you!"

He quickly chanted the mantra, activating the magic weapon in his hand.

Boom!

A circle of azure fluorescent lights appeared around him, and with the whistling sound, a tornado full of ice and snow suddenly formed, sweeping towards the voodoo corpse.

Snapped!

The surrounding temperature plummeted, and the dripping water turned into ice.

A large number of snowflakes spread, clinging to the huge meat mass of the voodoo corpse, freezing it into a pure white statue in a moment.

"Is this the high-ranking magic weapon mastered by the Vice President—the Frost Dagger? Sure enough, it is made with the fangs of a cold demon, as the rumors say, and its power is infinitely close to the existence of an imitation holy weapon."

When the other demon hunters saw this scene, they all opened their mouths wide and uttered various compliments.

"Hurry up and go to work!"

Flock roared wildly: "My dagger can only be activated once a day, and it can't hold this voodoo corpse for a long time..."

At this time, the demon hunters realized that cracks had spread on the ice sculpture. They couldn't help but feel terrified, and they didn't dare to keep their hands anymore. They played all kinds of cards one after another, and killed the surrounding families of the night.

A fierce battle is about to break out!

...

"The vampires on the Alka continent are disgusting, but the ghouls have a human-like appearance!"

Outside the Bay of Pigs, Fang Yuan withdrew his great sword and looked at the corpse of the ghoul that had been penetrated on the ground.

The Night Familia who wandered around and attacked them had the appearance of ordinary humans, even wearing clothes, but when the palms of their hands were activated, they turned into ferocious claws, and fangs appeared in their mouths.

'Ghouls have the appearance of mortals and like to blend in with human society. They only show their fangs and sharp claws when they are hunting for food. Sometimes, they are keen to become friends with humans, and they wait until the relationship is stable before unfolding. Hunting, enjoy the shock, struggle and despair of the prey when it is dying, which is called the "cooking process" - Chapter 13, Section 2 of "The Illustrated Book of the Familiars of the Night", research on hunting of ghouls. '

Just now, this ghoul also pretended to be a refugee, trying to attack Fang Yuan by surprise.

Unfortunately, in front of his piercing eyes, this ability is still not enough.

"The fangs and sharp claws of a ghoul are good materials..."

With a slash of Fang Yuan's long sword, he immediately cut off the things he wanted and put them in the package.

"These two claws seem to be a bit insufficient... Let's try again and see if we can hunt a few more or capture werewolves..."

He looked towards the port, with a thoughtful look on his face, and then turned to look at Aimeng: "How are you?"

"I... I'm fine!"

Aimon folded his arms with both hands, trembling all over, but he still didn't recover from the fear.

As for Fang Yuan who saw this scene, a ray of light flashed in his pupils.

"Peter is awake!"

At this moment, Renn let out a cheer and hugged the rescued little boy: "Pete...It's great that you are fine!"

"no, do not want!"

In an instant, the fear in Aimeng's heart rose to the limit, and he couldn't help but blurted out.