Apocalypse Demon Summoner

Chapter 117 Lurkers

Howling winds enveloped the plains.

Yang Shuo clenched his fists tightly, and his heart seemed to stop suddenly at that moment.

The woman died.

This stunner with a beautiful face fell alone in the wilderness like this. His brain was even shot three meters away, and an eyeball rolled down to the foot of the unicorn. It was bloody and full of weirdness.

There were no arrows on the ground, it was pure nuclear energy.

There are several possibilities to cause this kind of damage, or some powerful elementalists can condense the nuclear energy into the shape of an arrow, but this requires extremely high requirements for the caster. If you want to condense the power like this, you need to be at the lowest level. Epic, this is a bit contradictory, it is a level higher, do you still need to rely on sneak attacks?This obviously doesn't make sense.

Then, there may be only one left, and that is that the opponent is holding a weapon that belongs to the list of famous weapons, a longbow that does not need to use arrows to kill the enemy.

Sigh of Ice?Or the Blightcaller or the Soul of the Dead?
Those masters who build longbows don't seem to like to install bowstrings on these famous instruments. In Yang Shuo's memory, there are at least three longbows that can exert such damage.

The mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind.

Who would have thought that from the beginning to the end, these killers were just a bait. They used their bodies as bait, step by step, sacrificing their lives for the purpose of attracting the woman in the carriage.

At this time, the woman's pride seemed so pale and ironic.

She can no longer arrogantly regard other people's lives as ants, because she has lost this ability.

"No!" A shrill scream disrupted Yang Shuo's thoughts.

It was the Dou Qi Master, his face was extremely pale, not because of too much blood flow, but because of panic and horror.

The battle qi master's face trembled, there was disbelief, fear, and panic, but there was no concern or heartache. He was afraid, not because of the woman's death, but because of the impact of the woman's death on him.

"Revenge, we must find the murderer, we must find the murderer, by the way..." The fighting spirit master panicked, like a drowning man finding driftwood, he stumbled and ran to the surviving guards, roaring: "Find him, Kill him for me!"

The two who obeyed him just now did not move.

The fatal blow just now still makes them feel lingering fear. They don't have the confidence to escape from that kind of offensive. The two sides are obviously not opponents of the same level.

Chase?

This seems a little ridiculous.

"Hurry up, do you want to die? Do you want the whole family to die? Thinking about her identity, we can't escape at all. Only by finding the ambusher will we have a chance to survive. Hurry up, you two sons of a bitch Hurry up!"

The Dou Qi Master's face was ferocious, not as stern as before.

The two ponytails and hounds who were lucky enough to survive by guarding the carriage lowered their heads, making it impossible to see their expressions.

"Cowards, trash, do you... want to die? Do you think you can pick them off? They will kill your parents, children and relatives. They will cut off their limbs and treat them like dogs. We... "

Halfway through the words of the Dou Qi master, his voice froze in vain. He raised his head in disbelief. A hound who used to be his confidant stared at him expressionlessly. A sharp weapon pierced his chest. He trembled a few times. It is full of nostalgia for life, and there are rattling noises in the mouth.

It was obviously not the first time the hound had done this kind of thing, he pulled it back hard and then stabbed again, the vindictive master fell to the ground and lost his breath.

Ponytail obviously didn't expect the Hound to make a move. He looked a little surprised and murmured, "Hound, are you really crazy? You..."

"What's wrong with me? Do you really want to die?" The hound raised his head, his hands were even stained with blood, and then said sullenly.

"We can't go back. Even if we bring the murderer back, we can't survive. We saw her die in front of us. How could the people behind her spare us?"

"But where are our family members..."

"Forget about them. Even if we go back, they will still die. We have to survive and find a way to avenge them..."

These words pierced Ponytail's heart like a sharp knife.

The faces of his family emerged one by one. His parents died young, but he was lucky enough to become a godsend. He has a beautiful wife and a lovely daughter. In the past years, even at the end of his life, he still felt happy happy.

But everything ended with the woman's death. He knew the other party's means and cruelty, and he seemed to have foreseen the scene of his wife being abused and his daughter being slaughtered. He thought he should go back, bear all the mistakes, and do it What husbands and fathers should do.

But he was afraid.

In the face of death, he chose to retreat.

The hound patted Ponytail on the shoulder, his eyes were a little burning: "We are going out this time to settle the payment. It is an amazing income. We can go anywhere with the nuclear crystal. What are we afraid of? We can start again, woman? Child ? As long as we live, it will all be back again."

Greed made Ponytail a little bit excited.

There were some red threads in his eyes, and his heart throbbed uncontrollably. He showed a mixed expression of shock and despair to cover up the unbearable feeling in his heart. He convinced himself that he knew how amazing the amount of money was. In the face of temptation, his inferiority is revealed.

There was silence all around.

The killer hadn't been seen so far.

His goal has been achieved, which indicates that the other party has left?
This made Ponytail and the Hound feel a sense of surprise for the rest of their lives. In the face of greed and survival, they completely abandoned their conscience.

The hound got into the carriage as if looking for something.

But Mawei came to the woman's body, raised his hand and cut off the other's arm with a knife, his expression became a little crazy, he lowered his head and roared: "It's you! You ruined everything!"

Blood was sprayed on his face, and he dismembered the woman fiercely. This was a way of venting, and the guilt for his family and the despair in the future broke out completely at this moment.

The hound jumped down, holding a bag in his hand, his face was a little crazy: "It's done, we're going to do it."

But Ponytail seemed to have jumped into a cage, he slashed wildly with his knife, his face was almost distorted, he even turned a blind eye to the hound's call.

The hound was in a hurry, he grabbed the ponytail's hair, and growled viciously: "You son of a bitch, you got the nuclei, don't go crazy anymore, let's go!"

Ponytail calmed down, he panted heavily, his pupils gradually returned to normal, "It's over!" He shed tears of regret.

"The sneak attacker didn't show up. Could it be that the other party really left?"

"The strength of the two is around the mid-level nuclear transformation, but they are confused. In this chaotic situation, they can't even exert [-]% of their strength."

"Expensive nuclei? This is simply fat to your mouth."

Yang Shuo lowered his head, and a murderous intent flashed across his face covered by the treetops. He felt that he should do something, such as...kill the other party.

In the wild, black eating black is not a derogatory term.

Cicadas, praying mantises, orioles, and maybe a hunter is eager to try.

Yang Shuo put his hands on the treetops, and two cracks appeared. In an instant, Ponytail and the hound felt something. They looked back, but their hearts seemed to jump out of their throats.

What did they see?
A huge dragon head full of hostility!

Blue-eyed White Dragon, now!

(End of this chapter)