The Game of Demon Hunter

　　As today's protagonist, Miss Carlo, is floating in the air at this time, as if sleeping in a dream.

A trace of black smoke flowed slowly along the girl’s ears, as if she had life, carefully observed the surrounding environment, quickly left the girl’s body, turned into a thin line, and pounced on an unsuspecting one. Witch!

　　 All this happened when the knight Bart told Li Yanlong, including the two witches, no one noticed this change.

　　Only the clerical nun Misal who was outside the warehouse seemed to be aware of it, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Life is always full of surprises!"

Under the command of Sister Pads, the fighting nuns scattered around and surrounded the entire warehouse. Under the leadership of Sister Misal, the clerical nuns gathered the anger of the Witch King, and one was formed by the clerical nuns. The huge fireball appeared out of thin air in the air.

　　 "Repent of the nun, prepare to enter the battlefield and complete your path to glory." The nun carrying the flag seemed to have blood dripping out of her tone.

　　 The three combat nuns with exceptionally heavy armors took a silent step forward. Their strong bodies were covered by armors. The special helmets seemed to be integrated with the armors, and the angle of view was completely fixed in front.

　　 Holding weird weapons that looked more like wands than spears in their hands, they plunged the front part of the weapons into the flames created by the clerical nuns.

　　Like a living thing, the flame spreads along the weapon like a nun's body, and the runes on the weapon and armor are lit and activated one by one.

　　 The bodies of the three nuns began to tremble slightly. The flame was not only activating their special weapons and armor, but also scorching the nuns' bodies.

　　 The person who regretted the nun, made a big mistake in a certain mission, or failed to complete his mission due to some accident, which affected the plan of the Witch King.

　　 Under such circumstances, most nuns will fight to death, or take the initiative to end their lives after the war to prove themselves.

　　 And the other part, the part that they admire the Witch King most, their regret is so intense, even if they use their lives to make up for it, they still feel unable to make up for their failure.

　　 So they became repentant nuns. They would pray to the Witch Kings for a way of atonement. After obtaining permission, they returned to their monastery and were enclosed in this special armor.

　　 This kind of armor is called the guilt of steel by the nuns. After regretting that the nuns are equipped with this kind of armor, the abbot will personally use hot steel nails and hot molten iron to completely seal the entire armor.

This kind of armor is like a mobile prison. Its helmet can only provide a 60-degree line of sight directly in front. The person wearing this armor cannot back up, bend the body, or sit down because the structure of the armor cannot be completed. This action.

Unable to eat on their own or excrete on their own, no matter on the black boat or in the monastery, there will be special nuns taking care of the daily life of these regretful nuns. This endless pain can only end after the regretful nun died in battle. .

Repentant nuns who died in battle will be regarded as the most noble sisters in the monastery. Their names will be engraved on the walls of the monastery and be worshipped daily by others. Many new nuns even want to take the initiative to become repentant nuns for this honor. , But this behavior is often rejected.

　　 The three regretful nuns completely absorbed the flames created by the clerical nun. The flames were driven to form a vein along the runes on their armor, and the top of the polearm was burning with blazing flames, turning the nearby night into day.

　　 Three regretful nuns lined up in a row, stepping on a neat pace, spaced one arm apart, and pushed forward. The special weapons were leveled by the nuns and pointed forward.

　　 From time to time, a fire dragon spewed out from the top of the weapon, spanning a distance of seven or eight meters, causing the creatures summoned by the witch to shrink back in fear.

　　 Although Knight Bart has never seen a flamethrower in modern warfare, the old knight who has been on the battlefield can't help but say something swearing: "Damn, it's a big trouble this time!"

　　Blessings come to Wushuang, misfortunes never come singly, at this moment, Knight Bart is not alone.

　　 "Damn, the trouble is big!" The demon hunter used the female warrior's shield to block the rushing flames. Behind the silent nun, a repentant nun who was ready to go was spraying flames with her weapon.

　　 When the Silent Sister flashed herself to reveal the enemy behind her, the Demon Hunter relied on Superman's reaction speed to open the Kunen Seal for the first time.

　　 But unexpectedly, the Quinn Faprint was absorbed by the deck beneath his feet as soon as he appeared, as if what had appeared before was just an illusion.

The female warrior was too late to support, and threw her shield to the demon hunter. The demon hunter accurately inserted her arm into the arm sleeve on the back of the shield in the air. With the help of inertia, she rotated a circle to block the shield. In the direction of the enemy!

　　 The shield weighing sixty kilograms was smashed to the ground by the demon hunter. UU reading www.uukanshu.com was at a sixty-degree angle to the deck. Xu Yichen hid his entire body behind the shield!

　　 He can feel the thrust of the flame spitting on the shield, and he can also feel the temperature of the metal shield rising rapidly in the flame!

In just a few seconds, the arm of the demon hunter on the back of the shield began to feel the scorching temperature. As the repentant nun moved forward, the demon hunter could clearly hear the skin and muscles on the hot metal. Zi's ​​voice.

　　 The demon hunter ignored the smell of the burnt protein in his sense of smell, and listened intently to the enemy's footsteps on the other side of the shield, with a calm expression, as if the person enveloped in flames was not himself.

　　 Seven meters, the blisters on the skin of the palm made the demon hunter frown.

　　 Six meters, the melted skin makes the demon hunter feel that the shield is sticky.

　　 Five meters, a little closer, a little closer.

　　Four meters, the demon hunter could feel the enemy stop, and the power of the flame weakened.

It's now! The demon hunter exhausted all his strength and threw the shield in his hand forward, and the skin on his arm also went away. The blood made the long sword in his hand a bit slippery, and the pain caused the muscles to twitch gently.

But the long sword of the demon hunter is still stable. The long sword body easily penetrates the arm armor of the regretful nun under the push of the arm. The demon hunter has no time to avoid the attack from behind. The fighting nun who fought with him before is the demon hunter. A long wound was left on the hunter's back.

　　 The blood that used to have magical effects was spilled on the deck, just like anyone else.

The demon hunter turned his sword. Amidst the metal screams, he regretted that one of the nun’s arms was cut by a long sword, but the enemy seemed to have no feeling. He manipulated the weapon in his hand with the remaining hand and aimed at the hunter. The direction of the demon hunter!