Reincarnation: Demon Hunter

The father of Fletcher’s drink is from wherever he is. Everyone present is naturally clear, and because of this clarity and understanding, everyone agrees with such a drink, and even many people are even more connected. The affiliation, especially those who have experienced the catastrophe for several times, have greeted all the immediate family members of these dying people. Ice@火!中文

If someone now proposes to make a reward bonus, these rich people will definitely be generous.

Only the people present, no one at this time put their minds on these, even those dark mercenaries who are Kimpton’s life.

If they suddenly blew themselves for the first time, they did not respond, or they were justifiable. If they have not responded to it now, then they are really dead.

"The patriarch of North, something, I want to ask!"

A representative of the dark mercenary sent to the father of Fletcher - compared with the highest government and the demon hunter, no doubt the families are more likely to speak, and the Northder family who directs the action is naturally the most Good choice; only, obviously, the father of Fletcher at the moment did not talk to the nature of these dark mercenaries. He waved his hand and pointed to the tower of the sacred object, saying: "What you need The answer is there!"

The representative of the dark mercenary glimpsed, then shrugged his shoulders and returned to his own camp.

He will never ask the towerer of the demon hunter - although the demon hunter has a neutral attitude with most forces at most times, such neutrality does not mean that there will be a friendly start; any The person who has been in contact with the demon hunter. I understand that I want to get some news from the mouth of the unfamiliar Hunter. That is no different from heaven.

Not to mention one of the six towers of the Demon Hunter.

simply put. That is the legend of the demon hunter, and it is also a legend in the eyes of the dark mercenaries.

However, just as the dark mercenaries frowned and wondered what was going to be good, the sacred tower lord came over to them, and immediately these dark mercenaries were surprised -

"Okay, everyone, don't need to be nervous. I am not malicious!"

Blanc shook his own jug and swayed his palms in the sound of the wine.

"Hello, Lord Blanc!"

The dark mercenaries looked at each other and eventually, the representative of the dark mercenary stepped forward and greeted him.

"Oh... I think we should talk about something more practical - for example: What is your current situation?" Blanc, the sacred tower tower owner obviously does not want to bend around, he said very directly, "Now You only have two choices. The first one, leave the Holy Forest immediately; the second. Leave those careful thoughts and join us!"

“Can you think about it?”

The representative of the dark mercenary asked hesitantly.

"Of course, but it won't take more than three minutes!"

Blanc nodded and gave a time limit. Then he turned and walked towards Deides, and greeted Fletcher, who was not far away.

"We are in a bad situation now!"

When Fletcher came over, Blanc said, he looked at the direction of the mountain in the distance and said with a hand: "There are residents in the Holy Forest area who are praying before the war - weapons, The armor is being handed out to their hands one by one, about an hour before sunset, we will meet these 'militias'!"

“Is the message accurate?”

Father Fletcher took a sigh of relief and asked - the 'militia' in the holy forest area will never be the same as the 'militia' in other regions. With faith as the pillar, they will definitely fight for death. Therefore, even if the strength is not good, it will become quite difficult, not to mention, no one can guarantee that there will be no victims in these 'militia'!

Once a pile of martyrdom appears, even if it is a Japanese glory, it will be a headache.

"very accurate!"

Blanc bitten the cork and said after a sip of wine.

"Iyeta is stopping us from moving forward!" said Didders Interface. "From the victims who have been caught in the crowd, to the current 'militia', Iyeta is stopping and delaying our speed!"

"So, what can you do to solve it?"

Jemond asked with a stern spurt - for the towerer of the athletic tower, this inexplicable ‘forced’ is too uncomfortable, as if it was bound.

"Give all the people who can't move fast, let's go all the way!"

Dides gave a proposal.

"How can this be?"

Jerome’s dissatisfaction is that if they can ignore the lives of others, they will not be so passive at all, and they have already appeared at the foot of the mountain.

"How is it impossible? Ieta can't just use the lives of these people to make us stay as 'nanny', we just need to find another 'nanny' for them!" Diddes looked at Jerome. Later, I looked at Blanc and continued: "The Lions and the Eagles have entered the Shenglin District. They only need to return to the original road and they will be able to enter the protection of the two regiments!"

"I have also given some suggestions from the mercenaries, they will be very happy to participate in the escorts!"

Blanc said with a smile.

"Well, then we only need to decide who to go to now?"

After seeing his friend nod, Jimmond had no comments at once.

"This candidate does not need to be certain!"

After Dedes pointed to Blanc and Jerome, he pointed to himself.

"I think I should go there!" Father Fletcher said, "Reassure, I won't give you any hind legs - every family has its own heritage, please face this!"

"I will wait and see!"

Blanc shrugged his shoulders, and Jammond didn't care, and Diddes walked aside, whispering Morrison and Lilith; and the representative of the dark mercenary. Also came to Blanke here. As Blanc expected. These dark mercenaries, with obvious choices, are the best choice for them: retreat.

As expected, Blanc immediately nodded.

"hope everything is fine!"

Looking at the dark mercenaries joining the retreating team, Blanc couldn't help but say.

"What will happen?"

Jammond looked puzzled at his friends.

"Well, first of all, the current situation is beyond our expectations. At the beginning, we have already guessed that among the invited people, there must be several who are under the hands of Ieta; but we did not expect them to Suicide attack... Originally, we wanted to solve everything quietly!"

"They are so embarrassed and poisonous!"

In Blanc's helpless sigh, Jerome said wickedly.

"It's not awkward, vicious, but we have stunned Iyeta's confidence - he is ready to become unsuccessful! But we don't... we still have a 'coping' The mentality to solve the problem at hand!" Blanc took a deep breath, the seemingly murky eyes, this time, very clear, "We are used to peace, everything will be based on peace as a benchmark to deal with a problem - However, Ieta at the moment is not, he has already ignored peace. So... only need to be able to complete his own plan, even if the Holy Forest is destroyed, Ibeya will not care!"

"This this……"

I don’t know what to say about Jerome’s. For the tower master of the athletics, he simply can’t understand what kind of mentality Eyeta is using to complete his plan. It’s because of this incomprehension. He couldn't grasp the point where Iyeta was crazy at the moment.

Even if it is Blanc, it is a hindsight -

"The 'militia' in the holy forest area is the best proof!" Blanc once again shook his head helplessly. "The reason why the Holy See can last forever, except for the Hofer Mountains, is these believers with a firm belief. The lack of both, the Shenglin District has already been destroyed!"

"So, we are very paralyzed!" Blanc shook his jug in his hand, with a hint of worry in his face. "We simply believe that Ieta will be scrupulous in the land of the Holy Forest, but this is exactly what Iyeta wants us to think - therefore, at this time, we are passive everywhere... ..."

"You mean, these are all intentions of Ieta? So...modred?!"

The tower of the athletic tower was immediately shocked.

"Well, it's dangerous!"

Blanc nodded.

"We will start immediately and support Modred!"

Jemond said anxiously - although the relationship between the tower of the athletic tower and the tower of the thorns is not very good, but if there is any problem, the tower of the athletic tower absolutely does not mind going to the rescue; In fact, the Lord of the Six Towers, apart from his peers and friendship, has more of a sense of honor.

"Our support isn't it calculated by Iyeta?" said Blanke, Jimmond sneaked, and then eagerly asked, "What should we do? Just do nothing?" ?"

"Don't you forget the young people of Ye Qi?"

There was a smile on Blanc's face.

"You mean?"

"Well, I believe that the young people will not let the whole situation smash to the point where they can't be cleaned up - at the very least, enough to support our support!" Blanc said, pointing to Diddes, "He Why don't you worry? Because he thinks that Ye Qi can do his best! So, he will let the two lions and the eagle enter the Shenglin District. This is not a helpless fight, but a premeditated plan. plan of!"

"Including the previous blew?"

Jimmond frowned.

"That's not in his plan. Don't you see that Deides's face is already black?" Blanc smiled and continued: "The same, any plan, there will be a loophole - Iyeta is no exception; if we catch this loophole and cooperate with the young people of Ye Qi, they will also get good results!"

"What vulnerabilities?"

Jemond can't wait to ask.

"Lehman, the knight who died, is now in Langburg..."

Blanc whispered.

......

puff!

The hilt hit the back of the little man, and suddenly a blood spurted out; of course. With the little man spurting out. There was also a scratch on the arm of Modred. It wasn't very deep, it just cut the oil skin, but the intense pain made Maudrad's entire arm tremble.

More importantly, the bright red wounds change toward black in the next moment.

toxin.

At any time, it is always a very difficult headache.

Even the wizards and scholars who are learning from the roots can't say that they know all the toxins, especially when some toxins interact. It will make the wizards feel a headache; because the technique called mixed poisoning needs to know the ratio of the two toxins in addition to knowing two or more types of toxins.

If it is wrong, it will cause irreparable damage.

As for the detoxification of the gods?

Perhaps the low-level, primary toxins are completely problem-free, but when the toxins reach a certain level, even if it is a magic, there is nothing to do.

Unless, this clergyman is specialized in detoxification; and this, for the present Holy See. Of course it is impossible; perhaps there will be such a person when the Holy See is just emerging. But after a thousand years of change, the present Holy See is no longer the original Holy See.

There are magical therapies for detoxification.

However, they are more inclined to attack the magic, not even the magic, some skills, secret skills, but also more inclined to attack.

After all, a non-attacking member of the Holy See is like a fish on the chopping board.

This is true whether it is external or internal.

However, there is one kind of person that is not needed.

Awakened the apostle of toxin talent!

On Lorante, it is only necessary to treat the toxins of the toxins as another special existence because of the other party's use of toxins.

Not only can you get poisoned, but you can also detoxify. You don't need the troubles of the wizards. You need to know the type and proportion of toxins.

Just need simple absorption.

Of course, there will naturally be problems with strength.

In the same way, the more powerful the toxins of the toxins, the stronger the toxins used and absorbed, just like the little ones at this time, the toxins that absorbed the statues in the 'New King Treasure', even if they are extraordinary. The legendary strong can not be ignored.

The strength and speed of Modred, which was eroded by toxins, began to drop drastically, and there was a slight change in the situation of the previous one.

"Are you still going to drag it down?"

Ieta’s words came again, compared to the previous few times, this time with a strong sarcasm - Ieta clearly looked at the 'performance' in front of him, although very realistic, but But it lacks the most crucial sense of killing, even killing.

A battle that has no killings is obviously only a good idea.

In this regard, Ieta is extremely dissatisfied.

Because he didn't see what he wanted to see; so, he was ready to return everything he saw to the scene he wanted to see.

"Your mother, I think, can die!"

Said Yeta, while raising his right hand.

"and many more!"

Modred stopped loudly, and with such shouts, his strength and speed returned to their original state.

"Capacity, your ability!"

Iyeta is a malicious reminder.

Hey!

Just as the voice of Iyeta had just fallen, a special wave of volatility appeared in the middle of the old Mordred, the little man who was struggling to dodge, suddenly stopped in the same place, and did not move. Move, let Mordred's long sword pass through the chest.

Hey!

The blade pierced the flesh and blood, and the left chest came in. As the heart of Modred’s wrist turned, the little man was incredulously looking down at his wound. A pair of apparently did not think of Modred. It will really look like a killer.

"Drink!"

The low-pitched voice burst out from the tiny throat of the dead, like the fog of ink, appearing around the body of a small man in such a squeak, directing Modred; the latter wants to dodge, but is a small man He grabbed the arm of the sword and let the ink-like mist shoot.

Suddenly, Modred unleashed the sword, fell to the ground, black covered his skin, almost no moment in the air.

In the same way, the small man with a long sword in his chest can't afford it, and his breath is getting weaker.

Ava, the big man almost rushed up in an instant, all kinds of potions began to appear in the hands of the two, do not want money to the small man's wounds, mouth fell.

"Oh, although there are some twists and turns, it is still a good result!"

Ieta said, but there is no such thing as a discourse; the people at the foot of the mountain are treating the dying little man, and the Tozan, who is nailed to the rock outside the bell tower, is www.readwn.com~ Only sadness is left.

This uninformed situation made Ieta feel neglected.

At the bottom of my heart, the anger that suddenly appeared, made him appear at the foot of the mountain at the foot of the mountain.

"You are so small, you dare to ignore..."

Standing in front of the little man being treated, there was a dark golden light in the hands of Iyeta; however, when the light of Iyeta had not yet been shot, next to his feet, the **** Mordred suddenly Jumping up, the sword passed through the chest.

The little man who fell to the ground and dying, was alive and kicking, and tied two flying knives into the knee joint of Iyeta.

At the same time, Ava, the big man, like a arrow, jumped up and appeared on the top of the mountain.

Ps first more ~~~ timing ~~~

The decadent chapter is a one-handed code. For four and a half hours, a hand code word, it seems that the word will not be hit... vomiting blood... (to be continued.)