In what age, are you still a traditional witcher?

Chapter 38 Arrives! (Keep reading! Very important family members)

USA, Chicago.

0:12 local time.

Chicago witcher branch, control room.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is just a freshman in the academic department, right?"

The huge three-dimensional simulated image shows a bird's-eye view of Chicago. The map is full of scarlet blood spots, which are the haunted areas of evil spirits determined by the demon hunting agency through the "Eye of Merlin".

The scarlet blood spots are like a sea of ​​red. If it is denser, it will almost submerge the entire city. Looking at the map on the huge screen, it seems to be looking at a schematic diagram of population flow.

An operator patted the table.

He was in the corner of the control room, where many demon hunters gathered. They had just retreated from the front line to rest in the agency, and the tiredness on their faces could not be concealed.

Pointing to the young face on the virtual screen, the operator who slapped the table looked unbelievable.

"Is this how the headquarters perfunctory us?"

"No matter how secret New York is and how crazy the evil spirits are, Chicago is about to fall right now!"

At this moment, a muscular middle-aged man clapped his hands.

He turned everyone's eyes back to himself.

"Lian Winster, a freshman who has gained a reputation in the academic department, killed super-standard high-level demons by himself during the demon hunting activities in the headquarters a few days ago."

Roger Gain, the head of the Chicago branch, looked solemn.

"Operator Drino Field, please pay attention to your words, the agency headquarters is also short of manpower."

An angry Delino swallowed the words in his mouth.

He shook his head helplessly, and sighed at Minister Roger: "Minister, to be honest... if the support doesn't arrive, we will really die in battle."

"persist in."

"Reinforcements are coming soon."

Roger announced the good news.

"The operators of the San Francisco and Boston branches will land in less than 10 minutes. The operators of the Boston branch provided the gel brought by Boston's scientific research."

"Over 200 human doses."

Roger stared at the tired-looking operators, and encouraged him: "[Jane's Gel]--it can greatly relieve personal fatigue, you should have heard of it."

Another operator wrapped in gauze waved his hand.

He seemed optimistic.

"Minister, I want to know when the operatives from the London branch will arrive."

"Seven hours later."

After getting the reply, the operator let out a long sigh of relief.

He smiled and said to everyone: "Everyone, if you stick to Chicago for another three hours, colleagues from the London branch will come to support you."

Apart from the headquarters, the demon hunters in the London branch of the demon hunting agency are the most armed and elite.

Because that city is the home of the famous Lawrence family, its interior is even more undercurrent, the forces of various families converge, and terrorist attacks from hell are commonplace.

This has promoted the demon hunters in the London branch to have strong execution and personal qualities.

"Fortunately, the civilians were evacuated from Chicago before the demon broke out completely."

An operator looked pale.

"otherwise--"

Everyone looked at the virtual screen in the direction he was looking.

"boom!!!"

The ugly troll with a height of more than 100 meters wields a huge fist. Its body is full of pus, and its extremely huge body seems to be made of mud.

At this moment, the troll blasted a tall building across.

"Kakkaka!"

"boom!"

Not far from it, the huge mechanical armor raised the plasma machete in its hand, the thrusters on its elbows exploded with scorching heat, and swung the blade towards the troll.

This is like a scene from the sci-fi movie "Pacific Rim", which was staged in the center of Chicago.

"boom!"

Blast, hum.

Buildings are crumbling.

The earth is shaking.

"Report to Minister Roger!"

Suddenly, a support staff raised his voice.

"I received news from the Lawrence family."

"Miss Serena Lawrence of the Lawrence family has already departed from the airport."

"Lawrence?!"

Everyone looked at each other.

"Lawrence is coming too?"

Minister Roger's frown relaxed.

It is conceivable that the well-known demon hunter family came to the rescue at this critical moment, which is such good news.

soon.

"Minister Roger!"

"The news comes from [Apocalypse Church] that one of the Twelve Saints has departed from the Vatican."

The good news came one after another.

The demon hunters and exorcists, who are reassuring upon hearing the news, are about to go to the front line, and all the operators in the demon hunting organization are all relieved of tension.

But soon, they realized that rescue was on the way, but the current situation was still critical, and they at least wanted to alleviate the deterioration in the city!

"minister."

"Drino Field requests to strike."

The operators who had rested for less than 10 minutes got up one after another. They rushed out from the door of the control room, and soon disappeared.

Minister Roger stood on the center console.

He looked at the three-dimensional simulated image covered in blood with a serious expression.

He found that there seemed to be something wrong with the image.

This means that within the city of Chicago—

"minister!"

Suddenly, just as Roger frowned and was still wondering if there was a bug in the image, a subordinate roared from behind.

"Lian Winster, a temporary operator of the Demon Hunt Agency of the headquarters, landed 10 minutes ago!"

"We didn't get the message!"

The subordinate's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and there was an expression of disbelief on his face.

Roger turned his head, his expression uncertain.

And on the display screen behind him, the scarlet blood dot symbolizing the troll suddenly disappeared.

Then—

In the city of Chicago, the scarlet in an area was pulled away instantly!
"Turn on the big screen! Quick!"

At this time, another staff member yelled and signaled the center console to switch the screen.

"drop!"

soon.

When everyone saw the content on the screen clearly, they all showed a look of astonishment, and they all took a breath of cold air.

on the screen.

The young man in black looked stern.

His handsome face did not change because of the large tide of evil spirits rushing towards him madly.

The white hand gripped the revolver.

Holding a long knife in one hand.

"boom!"

The gunfire roared!

In the next second, hundreds of evil spirits instantly disappeared!
They seemed to be shredded by a meat grinder, crushed by a steamroller, and turned into flying minced meat!
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10 minutes ago.

Ryan looked down at the land from the plane.

He saw the blazing flames.

He smelled suffocating blood.

"Ping!"

"Boom!"

The troll destroys the building.

The [Angry King Kong] of the Alchemy Temple was thrown nearly a hundred meters away by its punch.

Ryan watched this scene and immediately stood up from his seat.

"Mr. Ryan Winster, a friendly reminder that this plane has undergone special treatment, and the hatch can be opened at any time without affecting the internal environment"

On the side, the docking personnel on the plane spoke lightly.

He tightened his seat belt and signaled Ryan to do whatever he wanted.

heard.

Ryan pinched the black cat and stuffed the little guy into his chest clothes.

He kicked open the hatch.

Jump down.

"Oh!"

Still in mid-air.

Impatient, he pointed the revolver to his forehead and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The hurricane in his ear was ignored by him, his indigo eyes were full of violence and madness, and he grinned as he looked directly at the huge troll.

In an instant.

An ancient ferocious beast descended from the sky!
(End of this chapter)