Demon Hunter: I became a god in the demon hunting world

As far as the eye can see, there are three figures standing in the middle of the courtyard gate:

The creatures on the left and right look similar, with two long rabbit ears on their heads, shaking and looking cute;

But when the eyes move downward, the style suddenly changes, the eyes are bloodshot, the gums are exposed, and the jagged teeth are exposed to the air;

The body is slender, the claws are huge, and the long nails are shining dark silver under the moonlight;

A pair of scaleless and featherless wings behind them are shaking slightly.

Dick doesn't know what kind of creature this is, but he is sure it is a monster.

Because the hunchbacked old woman in the middle looks very familiar.

She is wearing a shabby robe, her hair is disheveled, and her nose is as big as a red pepper, as if the Creator casually inserted it on her face.

Holding a broom in one hand and a hand on her waist, she is gently stroking the huge torn bag on her waist-broom witch.

Another broom witch!

Could it be that what he did before was discovered, and this revenge seems to have been sought much earlier, not even half a month?

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Dick's mind, but he calmed down in just a moment and asked, "Who are you?"

"You don't even recognize me? That's right, we've only met once." The broom witch laughed, her voice hoarse and sharp.

"But you must be familiar with my dress and appearance.

"It's you!" As she said that, she pointed her index finger at the witcher with her sharp, dead branch-like hand, "You killed my third sister, didn't you?"

"Third sister? What third sister? "

Dick's expression remained unchanged, but he secretly estimated the difference in strength between them.

He was sure that the monster in front of him was seeking revenge.

Dick began to think:

Although the strength of the two monsters on the left and right of the old woman is unknown, they are huge and should not be easy to deal with.

And the broom witch almost all have their own unique skills, which are even more difficult to deal with.

It seems that I should find a chance to escape.

I don't have any personal heroism. When I encounter a difficult enemy, I will make up my mind to fight forward and bet on my genetic mutation or breakthrough on the spot.

That is the treatment only for the protagonist, and the protagonist of this game world is the white-haired big man of the Coyote School, not myself.

"Don't play dumb, Dick, I have found the pitiful body of my third sister in the Black Forest. She was so miserable that you cut her neck with your sword.

"All I can do is take away the head of my beloved relative. Although we are not related by blood, who made us cooperate for more than ten years.

"You killed her and made me so sad. What should I do? How are you going to compensate me? "

"What evidence do you have that I killed your third sister?" Dick said as he stalled for time, slowly leaning to the right.

He planned to take advantage of the inattention and immediately climb over the wall, then shout loudly to attract the attention of the patrolling soldiers.

The broom witch glanced at him and did not stop him: "Hehe, demon hunter, don't bother. I have cast a spell of confinement on this yard. No movement inside can be heard from outside, and you can't climb out of the wall. "

Dick's heart sank when he heard this. He came to the wall tentatively. Seeing that the broom witch didn't move, he quickly jumped up. With a "bang", his head was obviously blocked by something.

Dick had no choice but to turn around again, holding the hilt of the sword tightly and staring at the monsters:

What the broom witch said was true. It seems that he can only delay time and let the patrolling soldiers or Xia find out that there is something wrong here.

I hope Xia can make the magic-blocking bomb early, find the unusual things when she comes, and notify Coby in time.

Thinking of this, Dick suddenly relaxed.

Since there is no way to escape, then continue to delay time.

If there is really no way to delay time, then you can only fight to the death.

"Why don't you run away?"

The broom witch smiled playfully, and when the demon hunter didn't answer, she continued, "And when I said that you killed my third sister, although I was called a monster by you, I also talk about evidence. "

After saying that, she reached into the torn pocket at her waist and fumbled for a while, then slowly took out something.

A head.

The head of a broom witch.

Dick was very familiar with it, it was the one he killed.

Its face had corpse spots due to the long time.

The old woman in front of her was holding her third sister's sparse hair, with her arms stretched forward, as if holding a lantern.

And the third sister also followed her movements, shaking her head left and right.

"Look, this is the evidence." The broom witch smiled, "Third sister, third sister, open your eyes and see if the demon hunter in front of you is the murderer who killed you?"

Dick was horrified, could she really make the dead speak?

And after the old woman finished speaking, the third sister's head actually opened its eyes.

The eyeballs were gray, and there were worms crawling in and out quickly, but the pupils were staring at Dick.

"It's him, it's him! "The head made a sound like a rooster with its throat cut off.

"Witcher, you have nothing to say now, right?" The old woman smiled smugly, "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I am the second sister among the three witches. You can call me the second mother-in-law."

Dick pursed his lips and did not answer. He would not call a monster a mother-in-law.

The third sister's head shouted again: "Second sister, second sister, avenge me!"

"Humph! Noisy."

Then the old woman quickly put the third sister's head back into her pocket.

"Witcher, you have nothing to say now, right?"

Dick continued to stall for time: "She made a deal with me, but she didn't have a crown on her, and she wanted to kill me, so I killed her in self-defense."

"Hahaha, what you said makes sense."

"What's the reason?" Dick asked.

"Of course it makes sense. The world of monsters and the world of humans are the same. The strong prey on the weak and the strong are respected.

"She is not as strong as you, so I'll kill her.

"And today I didn't say I must kill you. I'm here to cooperate with you."

"What cooperation?"

"You also know that the Gato people want to conquer Odinburg now, and my elder sister and I have already started cooperation with them. After success, we will get endless experimental materials.

"The people here are all good materials for experiments."

Speaking of this, the old woman laughed happily.

After a moment, she continued: "If you want to wipe out our grievances, you just need to do a little thing."

Then, she reached into the cloth bag again and used the tips of her two long nails to pick up a hose reagent:

"There are some edible condiments in it. I know you have a good relationship with the current castle commander, Coby.

"Don't look at me with suspicion. As a broom witch, how can I not have a little hypnosis? Just catch a resident near the market and ask him everything.

"And then, when they eat tomorrow morning, you will pour the special seasoning into the soldiers' cauldron, and then these soldiers will fall to the ground and sleep like docile sheep.

"I don't need to tell you what's next, right? How about it? Dick, do you choose to cooperate or die?"