Return from the second dimension

"What the hell is this, why is it so difficult?"

The sudden appearance of black slime blocked the demon hunter's offensive and was unable to move forward at all.

Looking around, there is a black wave in front of him, one after another.

After approaching the Demon Hunter, they suddenly accelerated, making it impossible to avoid them.

In desperation, they can only keep stepping back, looking for a solution to the problem.

A demon hunter looked at the black slime surging continuously, and was so frightened that he inserted his shield in front of him to block it, and cursed.

It is a pity that the shield can only hold back a very short time, and soon he has to continue to back up, looking embarrassed.

A demon hunter next to him couldn't dodge, being touched by the black liquid and couldn't shake it off.

"Erase it quickly, a little faster, it's too late if it's too late!"

Upon seeing this, the demon hunter next to him gave a loud reminder, with a worried expression on his face.

The two demon hunters have a very good relationship, and they can't bear to watch the old man lose his life and subconsciously go up to help.

"Go back quickly and leave me alone."

Seeing his companion tried to rescue, the witcher stuck to the slime quickly stopped, and at the same time quickly retreated to a safe area.

At this time, looking at the area stained with black mucus, the demon hunter's complexion changed, and his brows wrinkled.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, those black mucus turned into mycelium-thick bugs, which were constantly digging into the skin.

They kept squirming on their legs, looking like hair blown by the wind, and got halfway in the blink of an eye.

When the demon hunter saw this, he was so scared that he kept scratching with his hands, who knew that after the insects touched his palm, they actually got on his palm again.

"Damn it, who will help me?"

In a hurry, this witcher kept calling for help from the surrounding witchers, trying to get them to think of a solution.

Everyone was embarrassed, but they had nothing to do with this weird thing.

"Stab..."

The infected demon hunter asked for help to no avail, so he had to do it himself and tore off his sleeves and trousers.

At this time, the black bugs had penetrated into the body, following his blood vessels, rushing to the position of the heart.

Where the insects passed, the blood vessels and meridians were already swollen and turned into a jet black grid.

"Cut off your hands and feet, otherwise you must die!"

Seeing that the arms and calves of the demon hunter were all black, his friend reminded loudly that there was obviously no better way.

After cutting off his hands and feet, even if he puts on a prosthetic limb, he is definitely not as flexible as before.

Even if he leaves the battlefield alive, the career of this demon hunter will end there. Perhaps this is the most painful thing.

If you want to continue your dreams and hopes, you can only cultivate an apprentice to inherit the mantle.

Although it was cruel, he had no choice.

"bring it on!"

The infected demon hunter made up his mind, shouted to his companion, and then closed his eyes in pain.

"Grit your teeth to hold back, my knife is very sharp, it won't hurt..."

Although the friend looked intolerable, he still raised the sword in his hand to chop off his calf.

This is to save lives, no hesitation is allowed.

It slashed, the cold light flickered, and the calf was about to be cut off.

Unexpectedly, when the battle knife touched the skin, there was a sudden change, and the white flames originally attached to the battle knife skyrocketed.

Immediately afterwards, I saw a trace of flame in the flames, and went directly into the body of the demon hunter.

"Something's wrong, stop it!"

After seeing this scene, the infected Demon Hunter immediately thought of a certain possibility, and quickly opened his mouth to stop his companions, and at the same time desperately held up with a knife.

His companion was also taken aback, but with his superior power control skills, he still took the knife at the critical moment.

"Why, do you regret it?"

The companion asked anxiously, thinking that this guy regretted and didn't want to lose his hands or feet.

If he hesitates any more, I'm afraid I won't be able to save my life.

"No, look, the flame has penetrated into my body!"

The infected witcher quickly reminded his companion, his face was full of surprise, and he looked at his calf intently.

As the white flame entered, he felt a burst of coolness, and the black grid-like marks on his skin had receded like a tide.

"Yes, now your kid is saved!"

The companion also noticed this scene and shouted excitedly, obviously happy for the old friend to escape safely.

At the same time, he was also secretly afraid, if his old friend hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have cut off his leg with a single knife.

"Thank Your Excellency Tang Zhen, if it weren't for him, I would be useless in my life!"

After sighing with emotion, the demon hunter stood up and shouted at the surroundings: "There are brothers who are contaminated by this black liquid. Just hold the weapon close to your body and the white flame will heal you.

Don't panic, don't cut off your hands and feet rashly, otherwise you will regret it!"

This reminder came very timely. Many demon hunters on the battlefield were infected with black mucus. Originally, they were still hesitating whether to chop off their limbs, but now they had a better choice.

More demon hunters were inspired, waving their weapons, and slashing towards the black liquid.

The white flame is in contact with the black mucus, just like a raging fire touching the white snow, and instantly melts away.

It can ablate the white flames of the demon servants, and it also has a miraculous effect against the black slime, and it also frees the demon hunters from the current predicament.

Just as they were about to move on, a loud noise suddenly broke out among the ruins in front of them.

Billowing black smoke rose into the sky, and the plume of smoke was like a solid, reflecting a faint luster.

In the thick black fog, there was a monster of huge size, which was roaring in anger, waving its claws and scratching around.

Right in front of the monster, Tang Zhen's figure shuttled back and forth, a flash of cold light flashed with the sword in his hand.

Whenever a cold light appeared, the monster let out a roar, and at the same time, dark green blood sprayed out from its huge body.

The whole process was easy, and it seemed that the demon in front of him was not threatening to him.

After only a few breaths, Tang Zhen evacuated into the air 100 meters away.At the same time he carried the knife in his hand and looked at the struggling and roaring demon coldly.

"Aw...Humans, you won't be arrogant for long!"

The devil's roar contained endless anger and deep unwillingness. As the roar sounded, its body shattered into countless pieces.

The scattered pieces of flesh and bones piled together, looking like a hill, exuding a nauseating smell of blood.

A trace of bloody mist flew from the corpse, condensed into a bloody crystal nucleus, and quickly flew into Tang Zhen's hands.

This method of condensing is far faster than absorbing with red mist, and at the same time more concealed.

The demon hunters in the distance forgot to fight, and stared at the scene blankly, with shock and excitement in their eyes.

The real decisive battle didn't use them at all, Tang Zhen once again single-handedly killed the demon.

Seeing such a grand occasion again, they are still full of enthusiasm, and the photographer who is in charge of the recording next to them is shaking with excitement.

"It's a pity that our strength is too low to be qualified to participate in such a battle."

A demon hunter sighed, and the demon hunter next to him seemed to feel the same.

Although it is a bit regretful, the demon hunters are self-aware, and they know very well that they cannot be the opponent of the devil at all.

The main force of the battle is still Tang Zhen, they are only responsible for assisting, but even so, they still die forever.

The battle of slaughtering demons was just the beginning at this time, and the battlefield in the future will be even more dangerous.