"Cole! This is an opportunity to surpass mortals. I hope you can understand."


    Gonduoqi''s voice gradually sank. With anger, he snorted coldly, "if you refuse my proposal, I promise you will be very painful when you die."


    Cole took out the severed arrow of the regicide and held it in the palm of his hand.


    He looked up and said indifferently, "you''d better save this opportunity for your dead mother."


    Detect the broken arrow of the regicide.


    The leader of the Nord order seemed to be a little impatient and angrily cursed, "that old bastard will really give you the regicide''s broken arrow!


    Demon hunter! Hand it over! Otherwise, I want you to die... "


    The voice didn''t fall.


    The space around the three kors rotates and shrinks rapidly.


    A breathing time has left the sacred world and returned to reality.


    however.


    The strange environment around them is not where they entered the sacred world in the big pit of Heiguo town.


    Town streets at night.


    There is no one.


    The dim street lamps flickered from time to time. Under the dying light of light yellow, one malicious person after another came out of the shadow.


    Surround them in the middle.


    Vera held the long knife back, supported by the forearm of her left hand, put the one handed crossbow in front of her and leaned behind Cole with gene.


    "We''re in trouble, captain."


    Cole looked down. Time: 5:33 a.m.


    Pat off the soot stuck on the skirt.


    Look at the killers who ambushed them... Or call them witches and cults.


    Are there eight people altogether?


    later.


    A gloomy middle-aged man put his hands in his coat pocket, sneered, and his tone was full of teasing and disdain.


    "Hand over the broken arrow of the regicide, and I can make you die happier, demon hunter."


    The voice fell.


    A series of malicious laughter, one after another.


    Maybe he thinks.


    Relying on supernatural forces and absolute crushing in number and strength, we can easily solve the three kors.


    even to the extent that.


    In the face of insult and contempt, in order to survive, even the famous Cole Walker will try his best, like a ridiculously lost dog, to take this opportunity to delay time.


    Let him insult wantonly and trample on his dignity.


    Unfortunately.


    A sad man like him who suddenly mastered the power of evil.


    It will never be understood that to deal with a arrogant mob like Cole, unless you insert a knife into his heart, cut off his head, pull out his soul and burn it to ashes with the fire of hell.


    Otherwise.


    Never try to make him calm and negotiate terms and reason with you here.


    If you can punch each other in the face, there will never be half a sentence of nonsense.


    Pull out a just trial.


    Pull the trigger.


    The bullet with blood flame flew out of the gun.


    In this very short moment.


    The pupil of the cultist shrinks suddenly. When he sees that he hovers in front of him, he rotates at a high speed, crowding forward madly, trying to break the bullet in his head.


    Life and death were at stake. The violent adrenaline made his hair stand upside down, and the cold sweat came out unconsciously.


    Take a quick step back.


    The more you think, the more you fear.


    Pointing at Cole with his right hand painted with evil patterns, he was incompetent, furious and crazy roared, "women want to live! Don''t kill the other two... (coughing blood)"


    I haven''t finished yet.


    The phantom of a terrible Candlestick burning a blue flame was impressively reflected in his pupils.


    later.


    One handle has no hand guard.


    The primitive long knife wrapped in black smoke magnified rapidly in his pupil, ran through his throat, cut off his carotid artery, and blood rushed into his throat and lungs.


    Pull out the decapitation knife.


    A wisp of scarlet spattered out.


    The evil believers... Or wizards who were eager to try were all stunned.


    They couldn''t believe their eyes.


    The great wizard canonized by the Pope himself, Sodo Yazi, the fear, was like a bloody pig, kneeling on the ground and dying.


    When they looked directly into Cole''s cruel eyes again.


    At this moment.


    They finally know.


    The man who is famous in the dark world and whose name can stop the devil from howling is not a spiritual symbol forced by the media and the Mongol Empire. He is the spokesman of the demon hunting group.


    Everything he has.


    A fierce name watered with blood and cruelty.


    It''s all built on the remains of countless dark creatures!


    even to the extent that.


    Just really touching Cole''s eyes may be an illusion of the fear of death, or there may be something.


    Under the breath of unspeakable terror and blood, the man was shrouded in the voice of illusory black fog, like an executioner who walked out of hell and bathed in the blood of sinners and demons.


    It was originally a snatch against the regicide''s broken arrow.


    An ambush and killing by wizards trying to establish a reputation in the church and the world with Cole''s blood.


    In an instant, he became a lamb who didn''t know what to do and ran into the butcher with a butcher''s knife!


    Vera saw the mourning Candlestick again.


    The shock in my heart is still the same as last time.


    Gene stared at the exaggerated candlestick with a terrible smell


    Time seems stagnant at this moment.


    When the struggling fear, Sodo Yazi, swallowed his last breath and died in a pool of blood.


    His falling hand.


    The voice is dull.


    Like the death knell.


    Bang!


    The bullet of justice pierced a witch''s heart at a very close distance.


    Loosen the handle of the decapitation knife.


    The long knife disappeared.


    Cole''s body was like a ghost. He immediately approached a wizard ready to cast a spell, and his right hand roughly pinched his face.


    The sleeve sword with blood flame burned silently popped out and pierced his mouth and back brain.


    Villa and gene have experienced many big events, but they are still inexperienced newcomers after all.


    Fought many dark creatures.


    But never experienced being ambushed by ''people''.


    even to the extent that.


    After Cole had killed three people in a face-to-face meeting, they reacted that the battle of life or death had begun.


    Gene raised his gun in both hands.


    Point to a wizard who is still preparing a spell.


    The two looked at each other.


    In this very short moment, gene''s hand holding the trigger hesitated.


    without doubt.


    Killing a dark creature is completely different from killing its own kind.


    It is a very serious test for an ordinary person who is mentally sound, positive and kind-hearted.


    Even if the other party''s guilt is unforgivable.


    Even if the opponent is preparing to kill him.


    But gene gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.


    Although he couldn''t bear it, he knew that he was no longer a student in the college, which was the fact that the demon hunter needed to face. He couldn''t give captain Cole, Vera and Hardy the job of killing Ren all his life.


    But compared with him.


    Vera started, obviously without any psychological burden, even with cruel and decisive means.


    Pull the trigger of a single crossbow.


    The witch who was about to cast the spell was suppressed with a crossbow and arrow. Her face was expressionless. The long knife was still kept in the scabbard, and she quickly approached the other party with bare hands.