In what age, are you still a traditional witcher?

Chapter 52 Cooperation? (please follow up)

Madness spreads in the city.

Although this time, the demons had already done their utmost vicious instincts, the flesh and stench filled the entire city like a storm in an instant.

However, today's demon hunting organization will no longer be caught off guard.

The Demon Hunting Agency has strong troops and sufficient backup.

The demon hunters were dispatched in full force. In order to make up for the regret that they had not hunted and killed demons since they landed, they were full of enthusiasm.

Moreover, this time, the witch hunt has monsters.

A few days ago, he accomplished a feat.

Not to mention that now, with the support of the demon hunting organization, he is like a vicious beast that scavenges food on the streets, never letting go of the "evil spirits" that can swallow it.

The monster wields its "sharp claws" and rampages in the evil city.

Wherever he passed, the surrounding buildings were in a mess, and at the same time, all the demons who caused chaos were also headed by him.

"Drip drip!"

The bell rings.

Ryan stood at the foot of the Willis Tower. He looked up at the skyscraper that pierced straight into the evil clouds and was known as the king of the Chicago skyline.

"boom!"

Ryan started running.

He smelled the rotting stench of evil spirits on the upper floors of the tallest building in Chicago.

His legs were embedded in the prism, stepping into the reinforced concrete.

Ryan soared up and went straight to the floor where the devil was.

"Hello, who?"

He got on the phone.

It was weird to say, at this moment, who would call him?

The communication of the demon hunting agency communicates with him through a communication terminal composed of "contact lenses", "miniature earphones" and "positioning system".

Making a phone call is an ancient form of communication.

If he hadn't reviewed the Lawrence family correspondence a few days ago, Ryan would really have forgotten it.

"It sounds like you're busy."

His voice was cold, as if exuding frost.

The wind whistled in Ryan's ears.

A graceful figure with burgundy hair appeared in his mind.

"Are you willing to miss this hunting operation? Miss Lawrence."

Lane responded.

"of course."

Serena was walking in a dark alley.

Stepping on the stone bricks with her black boots, she brought her mobile phone to her red lips, raised her eyes, and her pale golden pupils shot a fierce light, throwing herself into the alley where the sound of sobbing came from.

"Since you're busy too, why don't you call me?"

Ryan frowned.

"boom!"

He blasted the glass curtain wall with his fist and leaped into the building.

"This is my private number, nothing else, just want us to get to know each other better."

Serena slowly raised her leg and kicked hard at the wall in front of her.

"boom!"

The wall came crashing down.

A raging black mist rose in front of her eyes, almost condensed into a solid body, and the human-shaped devil's breath turned into several breaths, and fled towards the surroundings.

"The demon hunting agency should have discovered something."

"I can see them going to corners of the city with great purpose."

The girl's voice reached Ryan's ears through the speakers.

Ryan swung his knife silently.

He cut off a monster's head neatly, blood spattered, and the ugly monster sneaking up behind him was torn to pieces by indescribable force.

"Magic bottle."

"The demons in Chicago come from magic bottles buried all over the city by the mastermind behind the scenes."

Lane shared intelligence generously.

It is completely different from the stingy attitude of some families.

"In other words, as long as we kill the demons one after another, we can quickly end this riot."

Serena held the cane tightly with one hand, and in an instant, pierced the fleeing black shadows into strings of piercing gourds.

"."

"You can say that, but if you want to really end it, you need to kill [Devil God]."

Ryan glanced around.

"sieve--"

"laugh!"

The sound of severed limbs and the sound of tearing silk spread.

He stood in the center of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood,

Lifting his foot, he stomped on the head of a demon that had not completely died, and said into the microphone, "This is the discovery of the Lawrence family. The devil is behind it."

The magic bottle buried in the city of Chicago has the charm of King Solomon's "Supreme Magic Bottle". If it is said that the mastermind behind the scenes has nothing to do with the 72 pillars, Ryan obviously does not believe it.

Ryan jumped over the decomposing body under his feet, and he came to the glass curtain wall. The strong wind hit, and the abyss under his feet exuded a faint cold air.

High-rise buildings always give people an illusion of crumbling.

"What about you, do you have any new discoveries?"

"Isn't there a high priest in the Lawrence family?"

"Now that the situation in Chicago is much clearer, he should be able to make some more accurate judgments, right?"

Ryan asked.

"Prophecy is never omnipotent." Serena walked out of the alley and switched the speaker of her phone to Bluetooth playback.

"But in the current situation, the priest happens to be able to give some advice."

"I hope it's not some meaningless words." Ryan summoned the demon.

The ethereal figure possessed immense power, its hand pierced through the outer wall of the building, and Ryan put his hand on his shoulder.

"Crack!"

"Crack-"

The gravel rolled down.

The demon quickly descended.

Lane put a hand on the shoulder of his most devout puppet and did a rappelling trick too.

"I can't make it clear on the phone, let's talk in person."

Serena said: "It's an exchange of information... or cooperation."

The Lawrence family is cooperating with the hunting organization?

Ryan wrinkled his nose.

It seems that the prophecy within the Lawrence family is not developing towards a perfect ending.

"A demon hunting organization?"

"Yes." Serena replied lightly: "The time is about tomorrow morning, at nine o'clock, and I will go to the Demon Hunt Building on time."

"I have no problem with the time." Ryan nodded.

He ran wildly along the rusted railway, the long knife in his hand slashed like ice skates.

"I will also send a message to the demon hunting agency." Serena raised her head, looked at the moon covered by dark clouds, and said:
"and also."

"Perhaps, the Demon Hunting Agency will welcome a new friend."

Lane frowned.

He was taken aback by Serena's words.

New friend, where is the new friend?

Soon, he reacted.

"The saints of [Apocalypse Church]?"

Ryan spoke curiously. Speaking of which, since he came to Chicago, he has indeed heard many times that the exorcists sent by the [Apocalypse Church] are active in the city.

But never saw the real person.

mystery.

At this moment, he only had this idea.

"The Lawrence family has the guidance of priests, and the priests of [Apocalypse Church] all have extraordinary [revelation]."

"That low-key saint should also feel troublesome about the demon god he will face next."

"To be on the safe side, he will send an invitation to join forces with the demon hunting organization."

"The ferocious lone wolves chose to stick together."

Ryan spoke lightly.

"Wolves are pack animals."

"Humans are also social animals, and believers are even more social animals."

"Cooperation is for better slaughtering demons."

Serena's speech was a bit strange, as if the impression that the Lawrence family gave to outsiders was not like that.

They are cold and fierce, and they don't like others to steal their prey.

This is very similar to Ryan.

Ryan felt a little puzzled about this.

"Of course, the Demon God will definitely die in the hands of Lawrence in the end."

"beep!"

Serena hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy tone in the Bluetooth headset, Ryan smiled suddenly.

Sure enough, Lawrence was still the Lawrence in his memory.

"It's not up to you to decide."

"Miss Serena."

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