In what age, are you still a traditional witcher?

Chapter 4 Demon Blood
Erosion, pus, foul smell.

For a moment, Ryan felt a suffocating smell coming from the huge gap in the woman's chest.

"boom!"

The black-gray arm, thicker than the tree trunk, smashed towards Ryan.

The woman who rips her chest has agility that is out of proportion to her appearance.

On the grass, the path paved with cobblestones was crushed into powder, and the shocking waves drew concentric circles, blooming in all directions, and the chaotic stones pierced through the air, flying backwards at high speed.

"Damn it!"

"boom!"

Leaping backwards, narrowly dodging the evil spirit's attack, Ryan shot back at its head and cursed angrily.

As early as just now, he wanted to press the help button on the watch and call for Bianca, who was fishing outside the alchemy matrix, to help him.

But unfortunately.

He hesitated.

After that, the "woman who ripped her chest" was like crazy and attacked Lane frantically.

A little carelessness, is a heavy punch.

The bust is as tall as a small building. According to the proportion, her fist is big and big. If she is really hit, she will end up like a kite with a broken string, falling far away and dying .

Retreating to a safe distance, Ryan changed the bullet.

Looking at the evil spirit not far away, it exudes a curse and ominous aura. Most importantly, it is definitely not the lower-level evil spirit described in the mission report.

It possesses the weirdness and power of a middle-level evil spirit, even surpassing a middle-level evil spirit.

Such a monster is not something that a rookie like him can deal with.

Thoughts fell.

Ryan frowned tightly, and he was about to press the call button on his watch.

However, in his heart, he planned to deal with the monster for a while before Bianca arrived, so as to prevent it from rushing into the auditorium to eat people.

"Clap!"

Hands were weak to grip the weapons, letting them fall.

The coldness of his fingertips and the stiffness of his body caused his pupils to dilate suddenly.

The horror in my mind instantly filled all my emotions, except for horror and horror, there was no thought whatsoever!

The moonlight is as cold as an ice knife.

The whistling wind around was like ice skates scraping on the ice, and it was extremely noisy to the ears.

Ryan's heart seemed to be covered with a layer of frost in winter.

He felt as if he was in a void of dying energy, and even with a thousand thoughts hidden in his mind, he couldn't muster the strength to move.

His vitality seemed to have been taken away!

"Crack!"

"Kakkaka!"

"Crack!"

The cold wind blows over the stone sculpture, and the opening and closing angle of its chest gradually increases, which is the abnormal sound of being torn apart by its palm.

Finally, with the help of the moonlight, Ryan saw clearly what was hidden in the darkness in her chest.

Those gray, maggot-ridden eyes!They opened their eyelids in an instant, and the pair of eyes widened, and the malicious curse locked Ryan tightly.

In the depths of the chest, like a black hole, devouring the light, there are pale, expressionless faces!

Ryan stopped thinking.

When he was watched by these eyes, he felt like a snail that had lost its power, and his whole body was heavy.

In this state, everything in front of his eyes was gradually blurred, his mind was in a mess, and it seemed that a foreign object in his throat was crazily drilling towards his chest.

This is the curse of the evil spirit.

It is also an evil bewitchment.

This is a demonic curse that is difficult for low-level evil spirits and intermediate-level evil spirits to possess. This is a talent that is engraved in the soul of a ghost and gives it the greatest help in the days when it devours blood and flesh!

This time, the church not only made a misjudgment, but also made a serious mistake.

They are murdering!

There is a qualitative gap between evil spirits with curses and ordinary evil spirits, which is not only reflected in their intelligence and strength, but also in their evil illusion and their strength on the level of non-physical laws.

In the decades of research on evil spirits in the church, there has never been a precedent for intermediate evil spirits possessing curses, which is why they can safely use intermediate evil spirits to assess students.

However, this time, all their research was severely overturned.

The building collapsed!

"Shh!"

The woman who tore her chest shook the ground, plowed the lawn, and flew the dirt, and it easily approached Ryan.

Stretch out huge arms.

It grips delicious food.

The torn wound on the chest was still expanding, and the other arm slowly lifted up, the palm opened, and it had already grabbed Ryan's arm. It was about to twist Ryan into a meat ball and stuff it into the abyss in his belly.

Ryan could see the mocking grin on her face.

It can also be seen that in the darkness, more than a dozen pale and expressionless faces are all smiling lightly at this moment.

Maggots drilled out of the surface of the eyeball, writhing wildly.

They are rejoicing for the arrival of nutrition!
"what--"

The woman started laughing wildly.

The evil spirits squeezed joy out of their throats filled with viscous blood when they saw that someone was going to join them!
"Dying again?"

Ryan babbled in a daze, and slowly closed his eyes.

Now his mind is blank, and the feeling of being deprived of vitality makes him always troubled in nothingness, burdened with heavy resentment, and is about to fall into hell.

"it's a pity--"

The corners of his mouth seemed to curl up, and he smiled.

"It's a wonderful world, I haven't visited yet"

"."

"I really want to go to the pier and order French fries."

However, just when Ryan heard the crisp sound of his bones being twisted, a sudden change occurred!

"You need a real pass into the dark."

"For this, I have prepared a gift for you."

In the mist, his brain felt a stinging pain, as if it was pierced by an electric drill, which woke up his brain that was already a mess!
He dug out the whispers sleeping deep in his memory.

That was a memory Lane Winster had long since forgotten.

"It will bring you a new life, and all disasters will be like a nightmare, fleeting."

The memory fragments in his mind were flashing back, and he saw a tube of injection in front of him.

Inside the transparent glass tube is a thick liquid that resembles blood. The swaying crimson is thick bloody and cold, and an ominous premonition arises spontaneously.

Subsequently.

The needle tip pierced the skin and blood vessels, a hand wrapped in jet-black particles pushed the piston, and as the cold blood flowed through his body——

He faintly heard:
"You will feel psychedelic, you will have auditory and visual hallucinations, someone's whispering is always lingering in your ears, the junction of sleep and waking up, and there will be an illusory nightmare standing in front of your eyes."

"You'll lose sleep."

"Prone to violence."

"Appetite increased."

"The pupil color changes."

"But trust me, it's perfectly normal."

normal?

Where is this tm normal? !
"!"

With the crazy complaints in his heart, Ryan suddenly opened his eyes.

A door made of scarlet flesh and engraved with vicious curses burst open to him!

"laugh!"

The blue Senhan's eyes were bloody and violent.

The handsome face devoured madly.

In the next moment, Ryan tore away the hand that was holding him tightly.

Then—

He stepped on the ground with both feet, his palms clung to the edge of the wound on the chest of the "woman who tore the chest open", and his knuckles were effortlessly buckled into the body of the evil spirit.

"what--!!!!"

The evil spirits howled in pain.

"Let me see, what else is in your chest?"

Ryan grinned grimly and tore the evil spirit in half.

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"drop!"

Suddenly, the prompt sounded.

"Apprentice No. 2, Ryan Winster passed the assessment."

The subordinate who was as cold as a corpse stood up without any fluctuations in his tone. At this moment, even his face was full of puzzlement.

Viktor Ivanov looked at the screen.

The young man put his hand into the wound on the "woman"'s chest, and then forcibly tore the woman's stone body in half.

Bathed in the bloody, cold corpse of the resentful spirit, the young man grinned—he was closer to a demonic ghost than an evil spirit.

"Sir—"

The head of the demon hunting organization pondered for a long time.

"laugh--"

Finally, he seemed to be smiling again.

"S-class."

(End of this chapter)