Reincarnation: Demon Hunter

"Why struggle?"

Shadow pointed to the dark mercenaries who died with an expression of disbelief in the underground, and snorted: "I am not as dead as they are? Of course I have to struggle! And, even if it is a dead eye, I don't want to die on a guy like you. In the hands-Shahu!"

"A guy like me?"

Shahu asked the shadow back, and then, before the shadow opened his mouth to answer, the whole person disappeared from where he was--

Whoosh!

With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, a very standard whip leg was aimed at the shadow's head and pulled away; the moment the sand fox disappeared in front of him, the shadow moved, and the silver silk thread in his hand was like a spider It was like a web, covering the whole body up and down and in all directions; however, just before the formation of this "cobweb", the shin bones of the shinfox had reached the shadow's head.

boom!

Don’t give up the silver line in his hand, and Shadow’s arms raised, making a very standardized triangle defense; however, such a defense is not enough for Shahu’s whip leg— After a muffled sound, the whole body of the shadow was like a football being kicked. He shot backwards until it hit the fence of the manor and then stopped.

Just like a hanging painting, the shadow just "hanged" on the wall for a few seconds before falling to the ground.

Wow!

A mouthful of blood came out straight after the shadow fell on the ground; the pale face that had been in the sun for a long time became paler at this time, almost indistinguishable from white paper.

"Treat a guy like me. What can you do?"

Shahu walked slowly towards the shadow, and said as he walked: "And. What qualifications do you have for a killer-born guy to talk to me? However, your cooperation with the quacks is still good, and you can kill me. The plan to destroy half of it is commendable!"

Although it seemed to be a compliment, the thick killing intent flashing on Shahu's face showed the real thoughts of the middle-aged man. He glanced at the former young master of the Dvarro family who was still in shock next to him.Slowly said: "Originally, after Varan joined, I thought my plan was perfect. It's a shame..."

"There was a robbery in the secret city of wizards, and a heir to a family demon hunter stepped forward and exposed the sinister plan of the entire Shahu. Just listen to this kind of thing and you will feel infinitely beautiful; whether it is for those who yearn for peace. , It was all wonderful things for the heir; especially since the heir had just made a big mistake just before.Such a change is enough to be covered with a change of mind. Even if someone doubts, this doubt will be minimized. Coupled with this successor's excellent completion of the family mission, all doubts will become with the arrival of the crystal mine. It's irrelevant!"

"And as long as I play the role of the heir safely and steadily, then in more than ten years. I will inherit everything naturally; whether it is the Devarro family or the Shahu’s legacy; unfortunately, the plan now is only Halfway through, they have to change. Fortunately, their corpses still have value for use! Of course, this includes you!"

Talking.Shahu glanced down at the people and corpses including the shadows.

"you you……"

Varan looked at the shuffleboard in front of him with an indifferent expression-even if the stupid person heard these words, he knew what the other party was paying attention to; what's more, the former heir of the Dvarro family was not stupid.Even quite clever at certain moments; but that is only sometimes.

Varan, who hadn’t said a word for a long time, turned around and ran; he opened his mouth wide as he ran, trying to yell out; but, before his words were yelled out, there was a ray of light filled with silver metal. His throat passed, and a puff of blood passed straight.

Puff!

With the forward force, after rolling Varan’s body forward for a circle, there was no sound completely; and on the face of this young man, there was a deep regret — no doubt, for the previous As far as Varan was blinded by his interests and failed to see the true face of the other party, he certainly had reasons to regret.

However, there is no regret medicine in the world!

"I wanted you to live a little longer!"

Shahu glanced at Varan's body and said so.

"Shahu, you underestimate those witch hunters family? Do you think you can really pretend to be the trash just now without being discovered?" The shadow leaned hard on his waist and both sides. The power of the legs moved his body, causing the body lying on the ground to turn over—such an extremely simple movement is extremely difficult to do at the moment of the shadow; when the body moves, the arms are violent. The pain, and the back that hits the manor wall will also come with a piercing pain.

The arms were broken, and the internal organs were shaken...

Almost when pain came from the two injuries, the shadow inferred the situation of his own injury-for a killer, judging the enemy's injury status is basically the same as judging his own injury status; after all, Most killer mentors are not good educators. They are more accustomed to alternative ways of precepts and deeds. How to judge whether a person’s arm is really broken, then break your arm and let yourself follow One experience the difference between true and false.

Although a bit cruel, it has to be said that such "teaching" has a very significant effect. As long as it is not dead, it will become a qualified killer.

There is still a battle!

The turned-over shadow twisted his waist slightly, feeling that his legs were not a major problem, and immediately felt certain; then, his gaze looked at the Sha Fox standing in front of him—there was not too much in the bloody gaze Except for his calmness, he could hardly see other touching existences, and Shahu was obviously not satisfied with such performance. He lifted his foot and gently kicked Shadow's broken arm.

Humph!

The muffled hum that suppressed the pain sounded, while looking at the shadow's face that was distorted by the pain.Shahu replied with a chuckle: "Of course you don't have to worry about these things! Since I have such a plan, it is naturally because I have such a certainty! But naturally you can't see these things, as me You have only this kind of existence value!"

"Do you think your plan will succeed?"

With a sweaty shadow on his face because of pain, he grinned at Shahu.

"Why didn't I succeed? If you want to delay time, it's ridiculous that you did it!"

Shahu smiled disdainfully; however, with the shadow the next moment, his little one became a little stiff.

"Quamo has nothing to do with me. Thousand-faced monster is my collaborator; and also. Thousand-faced monster has already guessed your plan; therefore, he has already brought a group of demon hunters; and, The difference between us is less than ten minutes at most..."

"Ten minutes?! It's impossible! How could he guess my plan! My plan..."

Shahu roared with a sullen face; however, before the roar was finished, a sudden voice was inserted into it.

"Your plan started twenty years ago. How could I, a little guy under thirty, guess everything in it! Right, Powell?" A book was held under his arm. The Thousand Faces Monster stretched out his hand and pushed open the gate of the manor, walked in slowly, looking at the sand fox in front of him calmly.

Sha fox with a gloomy face.When he heard that address, the whole person was stunned. He looked at the thousand-faced monster in front of him in amazement, and shouted in a low voice: "How do you know my real name?"

"Is it hard to know your real name?"

While talking, the Thousand Faces stretched out his right hand and rubbed his cheek for a while, and immediately the scholar-like person in front of him disappeared.A man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a broad forehead full of wild and mature aura appeared in front of him; a thousand faces.Pointing to his face, he asked Shahu: "How about? Are you familiar? Powell!"

"You, you are... impossible, they were all killed! How could there be offspring!"

Shahu shook his head in surprise, obviously a little unbelievable.

"Yes, they were killed by you! But they do have offspring!" The Thousand Faces looked coldly at the sand fox in front of him, with endless mockery in his cold eyes: "Moreover, it's not just my offspring. , There are still a large number of treasures there; but they were killed by you before they could tell you!"

"Including my parents, the original Shahu has a total of seventeen people, and you, the newly added eighteenth, were all killed by you the day before they were about to admit you as a full member! So, you Reserves, naturally you won’t know the real secret of Shahu! Even if you are the so-called Shahu, a counterfeit!"

"However, I have to admit your ingenuity; after spending nearly two decades, I finally found a clue to the treasure; and also used this as a bargaining chip to start your long-planned plan. ! But, Powell, don’t you think that you always play other people like this, yet you dare not say your name. It’s sad?"

"Huh! Sad? The dead are the saddest!"

After a cold snort, Powell, an impostor, appeared in front of the Thousand Faces monster, grabbed the opponent's throat and picked up the opponent, watching the Thousand Faces turn red quickly, but still face. With a smile on his face, Powell said coldly: "Do you think you will win with a group of demon hunters? My plan won't be broken because of you little mess..."

Chi Chi...

Powell didn't finish his words, and a burst of blue smoke rose from the palm of his hand pinching the throat of the Thousand Faces, and there was a sound similar to the grilling of meat steaks in a hot flat roll.

"Ah! What is this?"

With a scream, Powell, holding his arm back, shouted at the Thousand Faces.

"Some of the toxins that destroy the dissolving agents left by my parents are harmless to ordinary people, but to those who use my parents' dissolving agents, they are extremely toxic!"

The Thousand Faces monster calmly explained: "After getting some of the resources left by the original Shahu, your strength has already improved by leaps and bounds; I am naturally not your opponent; but luckily you, a greedy person, unexpectedly I began to study the diary of the wizard left by my parents; unfortunately, you are not a wizard, and your views on wizards are too superficial. Don't you think you got a diary of a wizard. Did you get all of that wizard?"

"You who don't know wizards will always be just a layman!"

"Go to hell!"

Powell took out a bottle of potion from his arms.Pour all the potion on the injured palm, and then, the intact palm was waved at the Thousand Faces; immediately, the silver light filled with metal texture flashed in the air again, towards the Thousand Faces. The throat was cut.

It's just that, unlike the previous achievements, the silver light filled with metal texture condensed in the hands of Thousand Faces.The light gradually dissipated, and a machete with a seemingly ordinary appearance but with a simple texture was revealed in front of everyone.

Hum!

The thousand-faced monster gently waved the scimitar in his hand, and immediately the scimitar made a pleasant trembling sound, stretched out his finger, and gently slashed across the back of the scimitar, the thousand-faced monster's eyes brought a touch of nostalgia. .Then he said faintly: "This is my mother's weapon, now it is returned to the original owner! And the [dimensional bag] on your body can also return to the original owner, right!"

"You bastard, do you think you are determined to win?"

The original Sha fox, now Powell, gently squeezed the injured palm, feeling that the tingling sensation in it had mostly disappeared.Can not help but said with a grin.

"Of course, I have a helper!" The Thousand Faces nodded confidently, then turned around and said directly: "Your Excellency Finger, can you please help? Except for my parents' relics. Everything. Everything is yours; including Powell, who only knows a trace of clues and the wealth of an entire kingdom!"

"Finger? That upstart? Are you fooling me?!"

Powell was taken aback when the Thousand Faces was just speaking, and then.When I heard the name Thousand Faces mentioned, I couldn't help but laugh loudly-Powell is no stranger to the name Finger, as the leader of the shuffleboard; even, he even shaken his original plan for a moment. However, Powell has no impression of this person except for the good luck and the wealth that comes with it.

The laughter gradually ceased, and Powell looked at the Thousand Faces savagely, and grabbed the Thousand Faces with his claws with one hand.

"You die for me!"

Although there is no sharp claw of a beast, anyone who dares to look down on this claw with one hand will be taken into the abyss of hell-this is his ability: bone strengthening; even the hardest metal compared with his bones, It's just no distinction between upper and lower; and under the support of the bones, it is such a claw, even the hardest stone in the death desert will be scratched and crushed by him.

Cack!

A palm stopped in front of Powell's claws just as he swung it out, and there was no fancy collision with the claws blessed by the bone strengthening ability, and then there was a crisp sound of bone fracture. ; Then came Powell's scream.

"How is it possible? You explosive household..."

Snapped!

The loud slap in the face blocked all of Powell's next words; and Powell's whole person turned around like a top for a few times before falling to the ground.

"That's why you brought me here!"

Ye Qi glanced at the ground because he slapped him and fell into a coma. He turned his head and looked at the Thousand Faces who showed his true colors.

"Yes, Lord Finger!"

The Thousand-faced Monster saluted Ye Qi respectfully, and the shadow lying on the ground also struggled. He saluted Ye Qi first, and then stood aside with a wry smile—as the other's former prisoner, Shadow had already prepared for the worst plan after meeting the opponent; it was only now that he realized that his so-called worst plan was not enough, and it was too far behind.

Don’t say that the arms are broken now and the internal organs are injured; even when he is in good health, he is not an opponent at all when facing this person who only needs a slap in the face to deal with the Shahu-whether the Shahu is fake or not, but its strength But it was real, it was real; otherwise, he wouldn't have found a way to deal with assassination in three years.

"Then have you thought about the ending you might face?"

Ye Qi looked at the Thousand Faces in front of him and continued to ask.

"Of course I thought about it, but this is the best way now!"

A hint of helplessness rose in the slightly wild eyes of the Thousand Faces. He looked at the shuffleboard that fell to the ground and slowly said: "I have to do this; otherwise, when his plan is implemented, then I will It is never possible to avenge; although the plan seems crazy, with sufficient preparation, the success rate is quite high!"

"Oh, is it so?"

After groaning to himself, Ye Qi turned his gaze on the former heir of the Dvarro family who had died, and suddenly a thought came out of his mind-although, at the moment this thought appeared, Ye Qi I also felt very absurd, but after thinking about it carefully, I felt that the feasibility was quite high; after all, this plan had an original version with a considerable success rate in his opinion.

"what's your name?"

After a moment of silence, Ye Qi asked suddenly.

"Rod, Rod Shahu!"

Thousand Faces was stunned for a moment, then replied.

"Then, Rod, I have a proposal! If you agree, I think I can let you and the shadow a horse!"

Ye Qi suddenly laughed and said.

PS first more~~~timing~~~

Really hot!!!

Decadent feels like I'm peeling from the heat~~~ And the most unbearable thing is that on such a hot day, my decadent shoulders are blown!I can’t lift my arms, and I have to put the keyboard on my legs...

Burst into tears!

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