Reincarnation: Demon Hunter

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After entering the basement hall of the bar, walk towards the depths of the corridor, where there is a small iron door that requires two keys to open, and bend over to enter-two of the remnants are standing On duty there, one blinded his left eye and one blinded his right eye, but if someone really thinks such a person is easy to deal with, then it must be that person who died.

"Rhinecks, Merlin, Ms. Taylor!"

The remnant who was blind with his left eye greeted the approaching three with a smile, while the remnant who was blind with his right eye nodded without expression, turned around and opened the small iron door—come The people here have no other purpose except looking at the cell behind the iron gate.

"please!"

The remnant who was blind with his left eye smiled, and after opening the other lock, he reached out and made a please gesture.

There is no smell and decay, even the dungeon is very dry under the special ventilation facilities; however, those fences with the thickness of adult hands and forearms indicate what the ultimate role is here; the uninvited guest, did not Without entering the deeper cage, at this moment, he was hung upside down at the door of the cell.

"I really don't know anything... please, let me go..."

When the middle-aged wizard saw someone coming in, he immediately began to shout, his voice hoarse, with a weak voice—the whip marks on his body, the teeth that fell on the side, and the nails that fell off. The source of such weakness, of course, the most important is the position of the abdomen, a handle with an iron hook penetrated deep into his abdominal cavity, following his words.The contraction between the chest and abdomen.A trace of blood spilled out again.

Faced with such a situation.Rheinx, the young witch hunter, is obviously uncomfortable. On the contrary, her good friend Merlin has a calm appearance; the chameleon is even more indifferent, as if she is admiring a piece of art. The middle-aged wizard in front of him.

"Tsk tsk, I avoided the vital point just right, but it made it more painful... Well, it really deserves to be the guy who survived the battlefield!" looked up and down.The chameleon commented, "Can you tell me something else? Something you didn't tell the guy before! A little bit, just a little bit!" she asked.

"I have told you all, please let me go! I am not malicious!"

The middle-aged wizard's voice became louder unconsciously. Obviously, his bloody eyes had already distinguished that the woman in front of him was a woman. In front of men and women, the latter was undoubtedly sympathetic; Pity can change the environment he is in now, and the unconscious middle-aged wizard prays.

However, it is clear that even in the dark ages.The wizards who are pursuing true knowledge have not been favored by any gods, not to mention the era when the gods have disappeared.The prayers of the middle-aged wizard didn't play any role-the chameleon circled the middle-aged wizard who was hung on the wooden stake, her eyes carefully examined the tattoo on the other's left chest.

Under the whip marks, the tattoo is not very conspicuous, but it can't hide from the sharp-eyed person.

"Merlin, is there such a thing in your wizard's tattoos?".

The chameleon asked naturally, the young witch behind him--although I knew what was going on for a long time, but when necessary, the chameleon still had to let the two little girls behind him feel his role; The beginning is one of her goals.

For young people, what can increase friendship faster than recognition?

"No, at least, there is no such tattoo in my memory!"

The young witch looked at the tattoo very carefully, and shook her head—in the wizard’s world, tattoos can also confer magic power; even in the dark ages, there was a single item in alchemy. It was named after the tattoo; however, as the wizarding dynasty collapsed and separated, even the wizards were divided into 1+8 schools, not to mention these ancillary skills, which have long since disappeared in the years.

The rest is just some fur.

For example: Recently young witches are studying the use of tattoos to give the tattooed some extra pure help that is not a force of nature-although the power beyond ordinary people’s imagination is thrown away, it is only a study based on power and speed. But even this is extremely difficult; at least until now, the young witch still has no clue.

However, it is precisely because of such research that the young witch has reason and confidence to explain her point of view.

"Rheinx, I seem to feel a faint negative energy on it, can you help me see it?".

While nodding, the chameleon said while the young witch hunter hesitated for a while, she walked to the middle-aged wizard and took out some powder that looked like salt crystals from the inside of the windbreaker. ——Spirit world powder, made of more than a hundred years of tomb soil with high purity silver and salt, can effectively attack evil spirits or incorporeal dark creatures; and a small amount of spirit world powder can identify negative energy The best way to do this; in comparison, the larger electromagnetic detector EMS is much more convenient, of course, its price is also a lot more expensive.

A small fan of the spirit world flicked along the index finger of the young witch hunter, and immediately, it was stained on the blood-filled chest of the other party, and then-a sound of'chi,' like the sound of cold water dripping into a pan There was a violent sound in the dungeon, and what followed was the prisoner's wailing; the chameleon who had prepared for a long time pulled the two young people aside, and guarded her, her hands appeared. A palm-sized object similar to a cosmetic mirror.

A ray of light appeared in the flames of the dungeon, shining directly on the tattoo on the prisoner’s chest; the tattoo that had been sneered at this time seemed to be scorched and started to emit black smoke; and The wailing prisoner stopped wailing instead, and there was a female voice in his open mouth.

"You, you, will all be my prey, and I will peel off your skin. Hang on the head of my bed..."

A cold, evil curse.It rang like this.In this dungeon divided into infiltrating people; Rheinckes and Merlin both touched their weapons subconsciously, and watched for possible attacks. In the eyes of the two young people, under such circumstances, no matter what Whether the prisoner in front of him turned into a fireball and exploded, or issued a curse, it was really normal.

"The guy who pretends to be a fool!"

The chameleon snorted straight, and the makeup mirror in his hand turned slightly, and the light suddenly brightened up.It made the cold, evil voice hoarse, but screamed extremely terribly, just like the kind of blocked painful wailing when a mace was inserted into his mouth.

With this wailing, the black smoke gradually disappeared, and the appearance of the tattoos changed. Originally, they looked like two colliding swirling tattoos. At this moment, there was a fist-sized spider tattoo. Appeared in front of the three of them; then, in the floating room up and down, the spider seemed to come alive, struggling fiercely from under the opponent's skin.

puff!

Tattered skin.In the flesh and blood, the fist-sized spider carried a bright red.The ferocious pounced on the chameleon; however, the chameleon just snorted, and the spider that was instantly enveloped by the light shot from the makeup mirror fell from the midair as if it had been caught in a fixation technique.

A glass funnel waited early in the direction where the spider fell. When it fell into it, a special force field instantly unfolded, causing the spider to completely lose its mobility.

"that person!!"

The young demon hunter suddenly uttered an exclamation, and the young witch immediately turned around and looked at it-I saw a middle-aged wizard with a big hole in her chest, which shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a leak It was like a balloon of air, and instantly only skinny was left; then, it began to rot, and a layer of dry skin became riddled with holes in a few breaths.

Without the influx of skin and flesh, the originally tight shackles became loose, and the complete skeleton fell from midair; the moment it touched the ground, the complete skeleton loosened, like flying ash.

"Good evil power!"

After the young witch hunter recovered from her surprise, she frowned and said; the young witch nodded her head with awe-inspiring expression. Obviously, as a wizard, she knew better.

"This should be a dead body, and then resurrected by an unknown method!" she said.

"This is the key!"

The chameleon took the glass funnel and placed it in front of the two young men.

"Spider? And the one we saw last night..."

The young witch hunter had an extraordinary premonition, and this was undoubtedly a struggle; the chameleon nodded straight, and said: "Although I did not participate in the battle yesterday, the breath of the spider remains on you. But I wrote it down; through comparison, I found that they are all similar; of course, if they are different, this one is even colder!"

The chameleon shook the glass funnel in his hand, and the immobile spider immediately turned over, with its abdomen facing upward; there were strange patterns that should have appeared in white and black, forming the appearance of an eye; However, the eye at this moment was bloody, and it made people afraid to look directly.

"Can it be traced?"

The young demon hunter looked at her friend.

"There are some difficulties!"

After the young witch frowned, she nodded slowly.

"Then, leave it to you!"

The chameleon gave it to the other party without any hesitation, and immediately, the young witch showed her gratitude for it; although it was just a smiling nod, it was already very impressive for the young witch. After all, except for facing her own friends, most of the time young witches are synonymous with taciturn.

"You and Merlin are going to study some of this spider, I'll do something!"

After leaving the dungeon and returning to the underground hall, the chameleon said.

"Ms. Taylor, where are you going? Do you need me to lead the way?".

The young demon hunter asked immediately.

"I'm fairly familiar with Landingburg!"

The smiling chameleon exudes a charm called maturity all over her body, but she still has the sweetness of youth, she blinks playfully.Pointed up.Said: "I'm going to help those guys. The capable guys are very proud; if they can't hurry, they will have problems!"

After speaking, the entire figure of the chameleon was changed from real to virtual, and then, the figure disappeared without being seen.

When?!

The two friends standing in the same place couldn't help but look at each other. Neither of them found out when the chameleon left.

"Our strength is far from it!"

The young witch holding the glass funnel couldn't help sighing.

"But we can work hard. We still have time!"

The young witch hunter cheered and encouraged herself and her friends. A wave of her fist showed her confidence. In fact, the one-minute solar-level experience last night was really good for Rheinx. It is of great benefit; if the peak of the Moonlight class, entering the Sun Yao class has an invisible shackle, then, in the last minute, she has crossed that shackle and entered a new one. In the world.

A moment to break through the Solar Class.It's unspeakable, but it can be realized even though it is only in one minute.After that, she returned to her original state again, but this minute’s time was enough to make the talented Rheinck understand what she should do in the next time-a new journey appeared in front of her. She is also ready, how to get on the road.

As for the young witch?

Yuanyuan’s family studies enabled her to move forward in an orderly and orderly manner based on the summary of her predecessors.

...

The night has completely enveloped the two sides of the Riptide Strait. Ye Qi and his party stood on the defensive tower on the east bank of the Riptide Strait, looking at the very clear reef ground in the moonlight on the opposite side.

"What's the matter? Have those dark creatures also changed their habits?".

Ted walked around the circular wall at the highest point of the defensive tower two times irritably, and couldn't help asking.

"Whether the dark creatures have changed their habits, I don't know; but I know, if you turn like this, I will definitely feel dizzy!" The little man looked distressed, holding his forehead, and he was about to faint. Appearance; in the laughter of the crowd, the little man raised his head and said with a serious face: "No matter what those guys want to do, the most important thing for us is to deal with it calmly and not to mess around! After all, we are all the time. He’s changing his strategy—not only did the defensive towers have changed and stabilized a lot, even the opponents left them with surprises!"

"I understand all of this, but there is always a trace of discomfort in my heart! It's like a full punch, suddenly hitting an empty space!" Ted smiled bitterly, and said: "Do you know that? I was holding back for a day today, just waiting to teach these guys well in the evening!"

"me too!"

The big man on the side also raised his hands in agreement; although Ava didn't speak, the bulging pockets around his waist had already explained the problem.

In fact, isn't it a small man?

After the arrival of the tower master of the competition tower, they have the backbone of the master, they have long been eager to go to the battlefield to do a good job, to vent the situation that was very frustrated yesterday and can only be passive defense; However, judging from the current situation, the situation is not what they thought.

"The rest is also for better fighting!"

Ye Qi, who was leaning on the circular wall, suddenly said such a sentence-Ye Qi hadn't forgotten the Lich’s reminder before, but he couldn’t say it clearly; he had to start from other places, and he said: “The command yesterday was Dark wizards, although those guys have forgotten their human identities, some human methods have not been forgotten, especially those methods of war; they more inherited the concept of the dark age, they may not be able to become the marshals of the ruling army, But there is nothing wrong with becoming a master tactician!"

"After all, in the dark ages, in addition to the staff, the wizards also need sabers, and one day every week they will gather together to perform sandbox deductions-so if he makes any tactics of exhaustion , I don’t feel strange at all!"

"Ye, you mean... is this the other party's plan?"

Ted stared at Ye Qi and asked.

"Well, it's very possible!"

Ye Qi nodded and said his own opinion: "According to our arrangement in the field, we will be divided into three waves of people to watch the night. From the first wave, the rest should start to rest as soon as possible!"

"I'll report to Master Jemund!"

Ted did not use the agreed method of communication. Instead, the whole person went straight from behind the defensive tower and rushed to the other side on the pontoon that was erected this afternoon; about ten minutes later, the defensive towers on both sides issued new orders. —— Divided into three waves, and sent two groups of sentries to investigate along the east and west sides.

"leaf!"

When Ted returned, the tower master of the Athletic Tower followed behind and greeted Ye Qi.

"Master Jemund!"

Ye Qi and his party replied respectfully. The tower master of the Tower of Competitiveness waved his hands impatiently, then walked to Ye Qi and asked directly: "Ye, what do you think of the tactics of these dark creatures?"

PS first more~~~timing~~~

In other words, the time of decadent codewords is not too short. It is estimated that it is due to talent. In fact, there is a suspicion of raising oneself in this way-a person who does not even have a leader, Why do you have the face to say this!

But now it's fine, Decadent finally has a leader, thank sn; although the leader is not lacking for the great gods, it is extremely precious to the decadence of Xiaopujie!!!Moved to tears!!!

Finally, Decadent once again thank the sn brothers (or sisters?) for their support!!