The Game of Demon Hunter

　　 Black boat off the port of Anthony.

　　 The huge hull of nearly 80 meters long, with unique sails inserted like wings on both sides of the hull, at an angle of sixty degrees to the horizontal, and magical light sweeps across the hull from time to time.

　　 The exterior of the black ship looks like an abandoned ghost ship, and the interior is no different. Near the stern, a huge church-shaped building with a vault is shrouded in shadow.

A group of hooded and armored combat nuns knelt and prayed on the deck outside the church door. A nun covered in full armor stood at the bow of the ship and looked forward. The distance was dark and the sky And the sea does not distinguish each other.

The nun’s armor is as white and smooth as ivory. It is covered with wax seal decorations and prayer scrolls that symbolize purity. A cumbersome talisman is hung around her neck, and the scarlet cloak is rippling in the sea breeze, as if blood splashing. .

　　 In the center of the breastplate is a white cross pattern. At the intersection of the cross, there is a crystal carved into the shape of a skull, surrounded by flame lines.

What is more striking is her carved cheeks with sharp edges and corners. The blunt lines appear on a female face, which highlights the strong personality and style of the owner. Only the blood-colored teardrop tattoo at the corner of the right eye It made her have a little color.

"Master Celestine, 20 minutes ago, we tracked the void shock caused by the son of calamity again, and the target can be confirmed to be hidden in the port of Antony." A fighting nun holding the flag of the monastery walked silently. Behind her.

　　 The nun who was called Celestine-sama did not respond, and the person holding the banner seemed to be used to the silent response.

In fact, the entire black ship, every time it sails, during the four-month voyage, the nuns have habitually maintained this silence. In addition to the high passion that erupts in the battle, they are all on the ship. Like the silent nun in front of her, she restrained her desires and even any excess emotions.

　　 In addition to the necessary dialogue, even communication is omitted as much as possible. Shangdejianmo is the creed of the nuns.

The nun carrying the banner continued her report task: "My lord, the intensity of the shock this time has been reduced a lot, far less than the intensity of the son of the Ipsyron class, and the frequency has been separated for a long time. The clerical nun Catherine suspects that she is in the city. A witch is helping the newly awakened son of calamity."

　　 The silent nun Celestine nodded, indicating that she knew it, and pointed her finger forward.

　　 "Understand that the Scarlet Shroud will arrive in Port Anthony in four hours, and the fighting nuns will prepare for the battle." The nun carrying the flag respectfully retreated back.

　　 More than 40 fighting nuns on the deck knelt on one knee in the cold sea breeze, and the small prayers echoed around the black ship.

　　 Crossed the deck and entered the cabin, the crumbling flames provided a limited amount of light, and the further it went to the bottom of the black ship, it became darker and darker.

In the shadows, the statues resembling the nuns were covered with dust. The statues watched all the passing creatures with godless eyes, and walked down the stairs and low hatches. Every wooden board that made up the ship was in Out of painful sense of loss.

　　Death and despair enveloped here.

　　 In an airtight room with no light, if you have night vision capabilities, you will find that the room is covered by various purity seals, holy words, and magic runes. There is no gap on the floor, walls, and ceiling.

　　 A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl is sitting cross-legged in the middle of the room. The girl is wearing a very delicate long dress with many elaborate embroidery embellishments, which is incompatible with the environment in the room.

The girl’s fingers are slender and her skin is fair. She has grown up in a superior living environment since she was a child. However, the girl sits in this lightless room indifferently. She still maintains an elegant posture, which is enough to reflect her heart. The tenacity.

　　 The long chains connected the girl's limbs from the four corners of the room, leaving deep marks on the girl's delicate skin.

　　 The girl's expression was a little confused, she seemed to see something that surprised her: "Carlo, is this also the guardian you created?"

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　　 Xu Yichen in the Dreamland Battlefield just chopped off the fish head of a shark man. He curled his lips, feeling that he was involved in a disaster.

　　 Xu Yichen took a scimitar he snatched from the shark man, then changed his hand and broke a salted fish.

In the distance, a giant octopus that was much taller than the ship that Caro had imagined emerged from the sea of ​​blood, or it was an octopus-like monster, covered with huge pustules, and the octopus opened its tentacles. In the sea of ​​blood, he climbed close to the big ship in a few strokes.

　　 The giant building ship shook unceasingly under the impact of the octopus, almost toppling and capsize with it.

　　 Xu Yichen stabilized his figure with the weapon in his hand, watching the human monster with the octopus head, emerging from the pustule on the octopus monster like a parasite, and running along the tentacles to the most prominent target on the ship-the giant Bart.

　　In this battle of willpower, what I should do is to secretly observe where the key points of the dream are, and disconnect the chaos and the dream, instead of being entangled with these cannon fodder like a soldier. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Originally, Xu Yichen planned to observe this dream, assess the power of Chaos here, and at the same time observe the resistance of the girl Carlo.

As a medium of communication chaos, whether the newly promoted witch Carlo is eligible to be saved should be determined by her performance in the dream, but with the appearance of the mysterious silver-haired woman, all this is gone. significance.

Although the girl's willpower failed to withstand the invasion of Chaos, she has shown enough will to resist. Xu Yichen is already qualified here. No one can expect how tough a girl who has not experienced wind and rain can have. .

　　 If the witches fail to train her well in the future, Xu Yichen will correct this mistake by himself, but now?

　　 "You have a good father!" Xu Yichen said, and then made a long wound on his arm with a sharp blade. As soon as the blood in the wound touched the air, it turned into a flame!

　　 In the blazing fire, Xu Yichen's figure gradually became clear, like the silver-haired girl!

　　 The burning fire brought deadly heat, not only did not hurt Xu Yichen a bit, but it made him feel as if he had been living on a mining asteroid, suddenly breathing the air from the real nature, refreshing.

　　 As Xu Yichen walked by, a raging fire burned on the deck, wherever he passed, the shark-man pirates appeared in chaos and disappeared.

　　 is like a king of flames patrolling his territory, Xu Yichen's surroundings are silent, only the crackling sound of flame burning, like the cheers of Xu Yichen being crowned king.

　　 I am the king of dreams, Xu Yichen said in his heart, I warned you before, Chaos.