In what age, are you still a traditional witcher?

Chapter 39 Rescue! (ask for free recommendation tickets)

The witcher is like a tiger among sheep.

His thin, unrestrained body looks like a dancer who is dancing lightly, and like a famous calligrapher walking around in a dragon painting Danqing.

The calligrapher left traces and outlined ink stains on the white paper, while Ryan held a long knife and rolled up colorful blood flowers.

The ancient alchemy knife is hard to soak in blood.

The filthy blood of these monsters melted and withered as quickly as snowflakes touched a flame the moment it touched the knife.

The blood stains are melting.

It was very similar to these corpses whose heads had been easily cut off and blood spewed out from the gap.

Their remnants lay limp on the ground, and there were bursts of ear-piercing muffled sounds. At the same time, the corpses of the evil spirits shrank with the naked eye.

This is the alchemy matrix blessed on the ancient alchemy knife - [Shen Tu].

"Withered soul!"

Any evil thing that comes into contact with its blade will dissolve and dry up to varying degrees.

Wielding a blade to slay evil spirits can be called the double satisfaction of sight and hearing.

Ryan walked through the monster jungle, listening to the intoxicating sound of the heavy falling to the ground and the disappearance of decay.

His expression is like a calligrapher who is holding a pen, relaxed and leisurely.

"Operator Ryan Winster."

"Please reply!"

Suddenly, an extremely strange voice came from Ryan's communication terminal.

The stranger seemed to be in a hurry, and his voice was almost roaring while speaking extremely fast.

"receive."

Ryan was running, staring at the crossroads ahead, and with the knife sheathed, he stretched out his hand to the evil spirits that rushed like a tsunami.

A sudden grip!
"Pfft!"

Large tracts of evil spirits were torn apart by invisible violence.

The sky is full of purple blood.

"This is the command center of the Chicago branch of the Demon Hunting Agency, and the branch chief, Roger Gain, is communicating."

"Your support was timely, Operator Ryan."

A passionate voice came.

"Operator Ryan Winster, at your service."

Ryan knew that the branch chief's communication at this time was definitely not for the praise of "timely support".

Moreover, this statement is a little insincere.

If it was really "just in time," how did Chicago end up in this situation?

Obviously, this Minister Roger is here to issue a task.

The demon hunting agency has always been efficient, not to mention that Ryan just got off the plane, even if he was still hovering in the night sky of Chicago, he was already eager to send the mission report.

The temporary operator is very good, Minister Roger is very pleased.

He didn't talk nonsense, and said solemnly:
"Not far from you, there is a building that is parasitized by evil spirits. They are constantly sending out evil spirits. We have sent operators to deal with it."

"But there are battle reports from the front."

"The demons in the ghost nest are extremely powerful, and the operators are at a disadvantage, and their lives may be in danger soon."

"learn."

Ryan turned his head, and the hem of his black coat was lifted in the dark night, like a predatory raven.

"The location has been sent to your personal terminal, please check."

Ryan touched the earphone lightly, and immediately, the contact lens he was wearing in front of him showed a three-dimensional projection. The ghost nest mentioned by the head of the Chicago branch was showing an extraordinary sense of presence on the map in bloody red.

"boom!"

Ryan crushed the ground, his light body jumped up, stepped on the streetlight and started running.

"Meow!!"

"Meow!"

A black shadow sprang out of Ryan's pocket.

She was mysterious and elegant, and began to accompany the man, moving her limbs and galloping.

[Raphael] is indeed a night elf who lived from ancient Egypt to modern times. Its running figure in the dark night is elegant and beautiful, as if blending into the night.

The speed of this phantom is even more shocking than before.

I am afraid that even those means of transportation that toss on the ground and use four wheels as the main contact method will find it difficult to catch up with its speed.

In the past, it was also like this, moving around in the steel forest, no one could catch its traces, and naturally no one could detect its existence.

It is like the incarnation of the moon god Beth, replacing the bright moon when the moon is isolated by dark clouds, showing the intoxication of the moonlight, the tranquility of the night, and all the beautiful words that remind people of the moonlit night.

She brought a drop in the bucket of short-lived beauty to the gloomy city that is now deeply in horror and purgatory.

But today, the messenger of the moon god Beth is running in the dark, not to act on behalf of the god's will, but to walk with people.

"call out!"

"Wow—"

While using all fours, Raphael glanced sideways at the guy beside him.

On the cold and handsome face, the long eyebrows were as sharp as a dagger, and his deep eyes were more mysterious than the night.

The wind is howling.

The raised corner of the clothes carried a sharp wind blade.

The man's aura when he was running was like a preying beast.

It is difficult to see ferocity and frenzy from his pair of eyes, but the ice-like deep cold in the indigo eyes is no less terrifying than the crazy eyes.

The so-called, a killer who keeps calm all the time and is as indifferent as ice, when he has powerful power as a weapon, he is so much stronger than those brazen brats who only have brute force and can only scream.

Flying black.

The slender figure was accompanied by an ethereal phantom in the night.

He sometimes walks through tall buildings.

Sometimes set foot on the viaduct.

In order to rush to the ghost nest to rescue his colleagues as soon as possible, Ryan walked in a straight line.

The ups and downs across countless terrains will be reflected on the map if you observe his real-time position.

Then observers will find that a straight line is like an arrow piercing through the sky, piercing through the landmarks of Chicago!
The location pointed by the arrow is a building!
"."

"Minister! Ryan Winster is rapidly approaching the Crohn Industrial Building!"

"Less than 3km!"

"Less than 2km!"

The subordinates reported with unbelievable voices.

In the central control room of the Chicago Witcher, the dark blue trajectory symbolizing Ryan Winster on the virtual map is still spreading rapidly.

Minister Roger shook his fist.

Is this the candidate for the [Goddess of Nemesis Project]?

"Sure. It's a monster."

To be honest, when the headquarters sent a freshman to support Chicago, although Roger expressed his understanding, it was obviously impossible not to feel awe in his heart.

Even the executor of the [Nemesis Project],

Even though he performed well in the demon hunting mission not long ago.

But the headquarters wants to block the mouths of many branches with just one new student?
He would like to see it.

How capable is this talented student from the academic department!
"."

By now.

When Ryan Winster's performance since landing was shown in the central control room of the Chicago branch, all doubts disappeared!

"minister!"

"Lian Winster has arrived at the Crohn Industrial Building!"

Suddenly, the subordinate's voice turned into a scream.

"The operator is trapped on the fifth floor of No.20!"

"Lian Winster is...running along the glass curtain wall!"

　Do not expect anything else.

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　　Love you guys.

　　


(End of this chapter)