Reincarnation: Demon Hunter

This is a very special door.

The bright red color is its main hue, but apart from these hue, it is more like the mouth of a fierce beast. Anyone who enters it is like being swallowed.

There are guards here, but at this moment these two guards were knocked to the ground by Lyman.

However, as the victor, Lyman frowned-because the two guards in front of him had been dead for a long time; simply put, these were two undead creatures.

The reason that made him frown was that the two undead creatures did not show any characteristics of undead creatures. On the contrary, both the words and behaviors were the same as normal human beings.

Especially the breath is exactly the same.

The undead exudes the same breath as the living, which is enough to make people feel curious, and even more curious is the strange door in front of them.

Because of the "picture after he touched" that appeared in his mind, Lehman consciously did not touch this weird door, but looked at it carefully, and in his mind, all kinds of things appeared constantly. The hypothesis; but, no matter what the same hypothesis, it is generally the same result.

And such a general result, it was very natural that Lehmann began to divert his attention.

He would not doubt his abilities, so he would never doubt everything he had assumed; and after setting aside these two items, the only possibility was that he chose the wrong direction.

Lyman looked around--

This is the deepest part of the Inquisition. Only a few of the two corridors in the same mess can lead to this place, and one of them is still full of traps.

And the reason why he was able to enter here smoothly.Naturally because of the help of Archbishop House; not only gave him a complete map.There is also the distribution of most patrols here; about this.Lehman expressed his gratitude, of course, to his allies for finding such an assistant.

As for Archbishop House himself?

Lehman didn't have any gratitude, because he knew very well why the other party did this.

Enemies, friends, and the existence in between, Lehman has always distinguished very clearly.

According to the map in mind.Lyman looked to the other side of the corridor.

The very center of this corridor is the weird gate, and on both sides, there are the two correct passages, like a'convex' character.

There are corners and turns, but they are not flat.

At this moment, Lyman was walking towards the right side, the road full of traps.

After avoiding the traps one by one, Lyman easily came to the first corner, and he started looking again.And after a while, his palm lightly slapped on the wall in front of him——

Pop, pop, pop...

boom!

Click!

After several consecutive useless attempts.The sound of a mechanical spring appeared, and the stone wall in front of him began to move to the right, while Lehmann was holding the long sword in his hand tightly-the short sword Lehmann did not discard it and inserted it in the sheath. And the long sword in his hand is the standard long sword of the black deacon.

Although it is a standard long sword, you should never underestimate the sharpness, especially when facing flesh and blood creatures. Even a rust sword is deadly enough, not to mention that it is a long sword for killing. The sharp tenacity, the spine of the sword with the slight arc, all exist for cutting.

Therefore, when the sword light flickered, the four people rushing in front of them fell like this.

They are dressed the same as the two guards in front of the weird gate, but the breath is slightly different. Although the breath of the undead still does not exist, Lehman can feel it on the four guards, obviously A violent breath, and after a slight inspection, he was very sure.

"Crazy after backlash?"

Lyman muttered like this, and then stepped forward.

The map obtained from House, after entering here, everything becomes useless, and the rest must rely on his own groping to advance.

Although Lyman doesn't have the [Blind Fighting Perception] like Ye Qi, his own ability to deal with everything in front of him is sufficient.

Behind the reopened stone door is a long and narrow corridor that only allows two people to pass side by side. Only the entrance is slightly wider, so you can stand a few more people, but the range is still somewhat; Lehman stepped over the corpse on the ground, Then walked into the long and narrow corridor.

The lights dispelled the darkness, but it was silent.

Except for Lyman's own footsteps, there is no sound. Therefore, if there is any sound under such circumstances, it will definitely attract people's attention.

It's just that Lyman didn't pay attention to it, and continued to move forward like this.

There is a trap!

Lehman’s abilities clearly told him what the result would be if he paused because of the sound—a [phantom sound technique] and delay trap. It seemed very simple, but it was so simple, but not It does not mean that it is mediocre, on the contrary, this trap is excellent.

After hearing such a sound, the normal reaction of any person is to stop and observe. Once it stops, the slab under the foot will begin to sink due to the continuous weight, very subtle changes, but when it reaches a limit Immediately afterwards, countless short spears and poisonous water would be shot from this long and narrow corridor.

In the picture that Lyman'sees', this is the scene.

At the end of the corridor, there was a spiraling staircase. After stepping down the staircase, it suddenly became clear, and a hall full of prisons appeared in front of Lehman.

Of course, more violent guards similar to those at the entrance also began to rush towards Lyman.

Perhaps these guards are very difficult under certain circumstances, but at this time, they are very easy to solve, even much simpler than ordinary black deacons.

When everything was resolved, Lehman began to look for a way to move on.

Although there was a door in front of him, there was a trap—a trap full of poisonous gas.

And such a series of traps.It was enough for Lehman to have a new understanding of the holy prison warden who had been dead for a long time.It's not just cunning.Even with a kind of drama abuse.

Simply put, it is to use the life sent by the other party as a kind of fun.

In this regard, Lehman has no right to evaluate the other party. After all, if he is serious, he is not much different-although their starting points are different, in essence, the results are the same.

but.Even so, Lyman still hated the warden.

And when he found the right passage, this disgust began to become more intense--

This correct passage is located in a stone pillar in the hall as a support. A small door that can be entered in a blink of a bow, and the strong smell of corpse comes from inside, but it makes Lehman frown, waiting for him to look thoroughly. When he was clear about everything in front of him, he frowned slightly.

Everything in front of me.To use a metaphor, it is the combination of a slaughterhouse and an operating table.

The blood is mixed with thick meat.It was like mud spreading on the ground, the internal organs were thrown away like garbage, and the intestines were hung above the head like ropes.

Stumps and broken arms can be seen everywhere.

Of course, these are not the main points-looking at the horse-headed body but the human specimen, or the human upper body and lower body but the weird and uncomfortable specimen of the tiger, the disgust in Lyman's heart began to rise.

Therefore, when he saw people dressed up as a combination of a butcher and a doctor, rushing towards him, Lehman didn't even have sex, sex, or quality of questioning, so he directly raised the sword and fell, harvesting these existing lives— -Although they should be intelligent creatures, Lehman is not willing to talk to them.

When an existence like this on the back left fell under Lehman's sword, he approached another passage.

Compared to the previous bloody, this place looks slightly cleaner.

However, that presence as if it were a freezer made Lehman speed up.

Even if he didn't have the ability to'see', Lehman could clearly know what was inside, and after'seeing', he was only more sure about it.

It's another door.

Unlike other doors, there are traps behind, this door is harmless.

After pushing away silently, Lyman stepped into it, and at first glance he saw the weird door-obviously, this was behind the door.

Another entrance to the holy prison.

And the man sitting in a chair in front of him attracted Lyman's eyes——

"Moran?"

Lehman asked uncertainly.

"No, I'm just Moran-sama's assistant!"

The assistant who had exactly the same appearance as the warden introduced himself like this.

"I need something!"

Lehman asked directly.

"Even if you are a guest coming in from a friendly passage, you can't take anything away without Master Moran's permission!"

The assistant's answer seemed very rigid, like a robot, which made Lehman's eyes flicker.

Facing an existence with real thinking and an existence with inherent thinking, the former seems difficult, but it is easy to overcome because of various reasons; while the latter seems easy, with traces to follow, but that kind Rigid, but enough to make anyone's rhetoric become useless.

Therefore, Lehman tried to test and proposed: "What if it is an exchange?"

"Master Moran accepts the exchange, please come with me!"

As the assistant said, he walked to the iron gate on the side-easily agreed, which exceeded Lyman's expectation, and a sneer appeared on the corner of Lyman's mouth after a while.

He slowly followed.

...

Just when Lehmann stepped into the holy prison, the first group of'guests' appeared at the entrance of the mountain except Tozan.

"Iyetta!"

Mordred sipped like this, the pope who stood on the bell tower on the top of the mountain was not surprised at the arrival of the former, but waved his palm like a friend meeting.

"Long time no see, Mordred!"

Iyetta said like this, then pointed to Tozan nailed to the outer rock wall, and continued: "Are you here for Tozan?"

"You knowingly ask!"

Mordred said this, and after the words fell, the tower master of the Tower of Thorns seemed to have lost all his patience.A flash disappeared from the place.When it appears again.Already standing behind Iyetta, his two palms were like the sharpest knives, piercing Iyetta's neck and back.

Speaking loudly, obviously without any mercy!

However, at the next moment, such an unrelenting attack, but it stopped abruptly like this——

"Morey!"

Such a voice suddenly appeared behind Mordred, subconsciously.The master of the Tower of Thorns turned and looked behind him, and saw a woman in a plain coarse dress standing there under the grip of two black deacons under the bell tower, although her face was slightly tinged. Old, but if you look closely, it is exactly the same as the tower master of wisdom.

"mom!"

The tower master of the Tower of Thorns shouted, and then rushed there without thinking about it. When Mordred's body was still in the air, the two black deacons holding the lady were caught The invisible force was distorted—the kind of complete distortion.It's like a wet towel, twisted dry.

but.Strange but without any blood flowing out.

boom!

Although the two black-clothed deacons were distorted, the tower master of the Tower of Thorns did not approach the lady at all, and an invisible shield appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

Mordred attacked the shield frantically, and the lady inside was also tapping the shield.

However, there is no use at all, and even the sound can't come out.

"Tsk, it's a very touching picture!"

Iyetta stood on the clock tower, looking down at Mordred below, with a smile on his mouth, and then he slowly said: "Actually, you can ignore it, maybe... she's just a fake, a fake goods!"

boom!

The tower master of the Tower of Thorns responded to this with a fierce invisible attack that hit Iyetta's face severely, but it was blocked by Iyetta's raised arm.

"Do you treat your benefactor that way?" Iyetta smiled with squinted eyes. "It took a lot of effort to find her bones and resurrect her--or, you think she can be like you, not old Is the immortal like that dirty creature?"

"what would you like?"

Mordred looked at the imprisoned mother behind him and asked coldly.

"What do you say? What do I need most?"

Iyetta looked at Mordred and asked with a smile.

"You let me help you?!"

Mordred snorted and replied.

"No, no, I just want to watch a good show! As for the so-called help?" Iyetta smiled disdainfully, "As a god, what help do I need? You really think too much of yourself, don't Dred!"

With that said, Iyetta seemed to have thought of something, he lightly patted his forehead and said: "Forgot to tell you that the air in that shield is very limited. For normal people, one hour is the limit-if you Without showing me a good scene, I can watch a good scene... How about watching your mother suffocate and die?"

When the voice fell, Iyetta felt the rapid flow of air.

However, he didn't care. Instead, he shook his fingers and said, "I don't mind if you shoot at me, but every time you shoot at me, I will shoot at your mother once-once every time, how about? Fair, right?"

Iyetta smiled and looked at Mordred.

The strong wind before, has long disappeared; however, Iyetta still raised his right hand and snapped a finger——

Snapped!

In the crisp sound, the lady in the protective shield suddenly fell backwards-accompanied by the sound of fracture, the lady vomited blood and limp to the ground.

Roar!

With a roar, Mordred rushed to Iyetta, completely giving up the defense.

Obviously, after his mother was attacked, Mordred's sanity was quite suppressed, showing a state of beast.

"This is just to pay back to you just now-if you attack again, I will return to your mother!"

Faced with Mordred's close attack, Iyetta smiled lightly.

The attack stopped and Mordred retreated to the protective cover. He turned around and slapped the protective cover, attracting the attention of his mother. The owner of the Tower of Thorns could only relieve his mother's pain in this way.

Compared to his extraordinary, his mother is just an ordinary person.

"Yi, Iyeta, stop!"

Tozan, who was nailed to the rock wall outside the clock tower, said with difficulty.

"What are you talking about? My dearest brother, I didn't hear it!"

Iyetta turned around and asked indifferently.

"I said...Stop it!"

Tozan roared loudly.

"Are you scolding me? This is the first time I have faced my brother's scolding! This feeling is a bit special... But it is more annoying!"

As Iyetta raised her finger, a similar blood hole appeared on Tozan's right chest.

boom!

With a muffled crackling sound, blood flowed out.

The pain caused Tozan’s face to be distorted. Iyeta, who lowered his head, seemed to appreciate the artwork. After watching for a while, he continued and said: "My dear brother, as an audience, you need to have For the quality of an audience, don't put forward any excessive conditions, just watch it quietly!"

"Hey, another guest has arrived! Come on, let's keep watching!"

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