In what age, are you still a traditional witcher?

Chapter 42 I send them to hell.

Under the night sky in Chicago.

The nocturnal bird of prey flits low above the sky, making piercing whistles, intending to catch those prey that are stalking in the dark.

"sieve--"

The city's power supply has already been overwhelmed.

The blackness can only be illuminated by the headlights of the sports cars.

Bianca held the steering wheel, let the wind howl, got into the car of the convertible, blowing her blond hair lightly.

At some point, she had already changed into neat clothes, her pale complexion turned rosy, and her demon-refining weapon was automatically repaired. At this moment, she is in excellent condition.

After driving the car onto the viaduct, Bianca glanced at the rearview mirror.

The hair of the man on the co-pilot was disheveled. He rested his elbows on the car door, and looked at the dark sky in the distance with his magnificent eyes.

His face was blank, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Bianca was a little lost.

She always felt that she had seen this scene somewhere.

I still remember that a friend once said to her that no matter how fast the 86 is, it can’t outrun her uncle’s Mercedes-Benz. Oh, no, no matter how fast a sports car is, it can’t outrun time.

Once upon a time, the submissive boy sitting in the driver's seat lowered his head and sincerely asked her what to pay attention to when hunting for the first time.

Now, Rookie is a monster, easily destroying Hell Demon in 3 minutes.

"Damn!"

"If I remember correctly, it's less than a month since his first demon hunt!? Half a month?"

Bianca felt a considerable hatred for right and wrong.

This gave her the illusion that she was the only one left to age in time.

of course.

In fact, she is still glamorous, but after three days away, she should be seen with admiration.

For a monster, in a few days, he is enough to grow into a powerful tyrant.

"Ah-"

Ryan looked up.

He saw birds of prey flapping their wings and fleeing in the sky.

"Is it okay to leave your cat in the backseat?"

Bianca glanced at Rafael who was lying on the back seat of the convertible through the rearview mirror. This cat was also a pet she had never seen before.

Its mysterious and elegant figure is impressive.

"It's ok."

Lane replied.

Really want to run, it is faster than this car.

"I didn't expect that the support sent by the headquarters to Chicago was actually you."

Bianca gripped the steering wheel tightly, and suddenly smiled: "I never thought that the freshmen I brought would turn into geniuses among geniuses at an astonishing speed."

"Thanks for the compliment, madam!"

Ryan turned his head with a smile.

"This time you can feel the wind pressure of the D cup at will."

Bianca's eyes were smiling, staring at the road ahead.

"Although I really want to reach out, I have to say that I have become a person who is out of low-level fun."

Ryan opened the virtual map in front of him. He looked at the scarlet blood spots that had submerged the city of Chicago, and raised his brows slightly while speaking.

"Tsk tsk-"

"This city is too chaotic."

Bianca shrugged: "You know, we have always called coming to Chicago for business trips as: distribution."

"This city seems to have suffered some terrible curse, and evil spirits and demons are extremely fond of it."

"Like medieval Europe?" Lane responded.

"The Black Death caused by the gluttony of Beelzebub is indeed a catastrophe." Bianca said: "In fact, if the Alchemy Temple hadn't rushed to Chicago in the first place."

"Perhaps there is a natural disaster spreading outward from this city."

"The consequences could be disastrous."

Ryan glanced at Bianca, her body relaxed slightly, as if her anxiety had been relieved.

"Do you know what message I just received?"

Bianca continued: "The Lawrence family has sent people to Chicago, and even the [Apocalypse Church], which has always been slow to respond, has also sent their monsters here."

Bianca couldn't hide the smile on her face.

Chicago's crisis is solvable.

"The Lawrence family and [Apocalypse Church]?"

Ryan was a little curious.

But he didn't ask Bianca a question.

Seeing is believing, and since the Demon Hunting Agency has received support information, the two forces should come to Chicago soon.

At that time, seeing the person with his own eyes, wouldn't it be more accurate than getting the news from his mouth?

"The elites of the hunting organization are also coming, aren't they?"

Ryan stretched himself, he felt that the church was no worse than Lawrence.

"That's true, but... after all, they are Lawrence's lunatics. They are famous for hunting demons without sleep."

"Every time we go out to hunt demons, the Holy Church will always use words like [Three Bloody Days], [Seven Bloody Days], [Bloody January] to describe their madness."

Bianca's expression turned puzzled: "Actually, I have never understood the church's description of Lawrence's meritorious deeds."

"What do you mean [the loot of a witch hunt can fill the Louvre]? Damn, don't the British have their own royal museum?"

Ryan turned to look out the window.

He really wanted to ask Bianca what she thought about Joan of Arc's fantasy excursion.But he considered that the steering wheel was still in her hands, so he had to give up.

He whistled.

In the distant sky, the bustling downtown Chicago should have been projected with neon lights all over the sky, and the lights reflected on the night sky, showing beautiful spots of light.

But at this moment, black and purple evil spirits soared into the sky.

The soaring flames and billowing smoke made the night sky shrouded in the shadow of demons.

"So, the Lawrence family is very efficient—"

Ryan suddenly smiled.

Bianca turned her head, and she heard the confidence and the madness of losing his mind in the boy's tone.

"you wouldn't think"

Her expression changed.

"How can the Alchemy Temple completely rely on the support of outsiders to solve the riot?"

Ryan stood up, he stepped on the seat, and he had already held the hideous revolver in the palm of his hand.

"Meow!"

The black cat in the back seat blew up at this moment.

Her ears suddenly stood up, she jumped up from the seat, bowed her waist, raised her tail, and stared straight at the end of the road ahead with her big bright yellow eyes.

"I actually hope that the demons in this city can consciously go back to hell."

Ryan's feet were on the seat, but Bianca just stared at him, her pretty face full of disbelief.

"What if they don't want to?"

Not knowing why, she spoke subconsciously.

"That's my job."

The clear voice fell.

"Roar--!!!"

"boom!"

The viaduct was climbed by a giant hand!
The earth is whining, and the concrete and steel structures are twisting and collapsing.

In front of the vehicle, one hand cut off the viaduct, and the rumbling sound came, and the viaduct in the distance had collapsed!
The demon appears.

Its body is extremely huge, with a pair of ferocious horns growing on its ugly head wrapped in flames.

Its whole body is covered with scales that exude metallic black light, and its protruding claws alone are enough to easily crush a car!

"Bam—"

"Roar!"

It grabbed hold of the viaduct and tore it from its beams.

Its vicious eyes noticed the roadster racing hard on the viaduct, so it roared and shook its giant fist.

"Roar--!!!"

The devil's claws came through the air.

Under Bianca's terrified gaze, Ryan raised his revolver.

And then - pull the trigger!
"boom!"

　Wow, big characters, happy!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)