Chapter 232
"Cole! This is an opportunity to surpass mortals, I hope you can understand."
Gandovich's voice gradually became low and angry, coldly Snorted said, "If you reject my proposal, I promise you will be very painful when you die."
Cole took out the Kingslayer's broken arrow and held it in the palm of his hand.
I raised my head indifferently and said, "This kind of opportunity is still reserved for your dying mother."
I noticed that the kingkiller broke the arrow.
The leader of the Nordic sect seems to be a little quick-eyed, flustered and exasperated madly cursed, "That old fart bastard will really give you the Kingslayer Broken Arrow!
Demon-hunter! Hand it over! Otherwise, I want you to die..."
The voice did not fall.
The space around Cole's three people spins and shrinks rapidly.
A breathing time, I have left Saint Artifact world and returned to reality.
However.
The unfamiliar environment around is not the place where they entered Saint Artifact world in Da Keng of Heiguo Town.
The town streets at night.
No one is empty.
The dim street lamp flickers from time to time, and under the dying pale-yellow rays of light, one after another harboring malicious intentions walks out of the shadows.
Enclose them in the middle.
Vera held the long knife backwards, using the forearm of his left hand as a support, put the one-handed crossbow in front of him, and leaned against Cole with Sean.
"We are in trouble, Captain."
Cole looked down at the time: 5:30 in the morning at 13 points.
Pat off the soot sticking to the placket.
Look at the killer who ambushed them...or you can call them wizards and cultists.
Are there eight people in total?
Afterwards.
A middle-aged man with a gloomy face, with his hands in his coat pockets, sneered, his tone full of teasing and disdain.
"Hand over the Broken Arrow of the Kingslayer, I can make your death easier, demon-hunter."
The voice fell.
The laughter of one after another harboring malicious intentions, one after another.
Perhaps he thinks.
Relying on supernatural power, the absolute crush of numbers and strength can easily solve the three of Cole.
Even.
In the face of insult and contempt, in order to survive, even the famous Cole Walker will try his best to take this opportunity to delay time like a ridiculous stray dog.
Let him insult wantonly and step on his dignity.
It's a pity.
Just like him, a sad man who suddenly grasped the power of evil.
I will never understand, to deal with an arrogant thug like Cole, unless you insert a knife into his heart, chop off his head, pull out the soul and burn to ashes with the fire of hell.
Otherwise.
Never want him to calm down and negotiate terms with you here, to be reasonable.
Being able to smash the opponent's face with one punch, there will be absolutely no nonsense.
Pull out the justice trial.
Pull the trigger.
Blood-flame bullets flew out of the gun chamber.
In this extremely short moment.
The cultist's pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw hovering in front of him, spinning extremely fast, crowding forward frantically, trying to smash his head.
Life and death are a matter of life and death. Cyclone's adrenaline makes his whole body stand upside down, and cold sweats spew out unconsciously.
Take a step back quickly.
While my heart lingers, the more I think about it, the more I am afraid.
Using his right hand painted with evil patterns, pointing at Cole, he was incompetent and furious, and roared frantically, "The woman wants to live! The other two kills don't... (coughing up blood)"
The words are not finished.
An illusory shadow of a horrible candlestick burning blue flames is reflected in his pupils.
Afterwards.
One handle has no hand guard.
The black smoke-entangled quaint long knife quickly enlarged in his pupils, arbitrarily piercing through the throat, the severed carotid artery, blood rushed into his throat and lungs.
Pull out the decapitation knife.
A wisp of scarlet splashed out.
The cultists who originally be eager to have a try... or the wizards, all froze in place.
They couldn't believe their eyes.
The great wizard, Sodo Jezi, the Fearer, who is personally canonized by the Pope, is like a bloodletted pig, kneeling on the ground, Final Struggle.
When they looked directly at Cole's cruel eyes again.
At this moment.
They finally know.
The man with a prominent name in Dark World, whose name can stop the howling of devil, is not what they imagined. He has a mere appearance. He was forced to create a fine divine elephant by the media and the Mengxi empire. Spokesperson of the hunting group.
Everything he has.
It's a fierce name poured out by blood and cruelty.
All are built on the corpses of countless dark creatures!
Even.
It's just the real contact with Cole's gaze, maybe it's the hallucination of the fear of death, maybe it's something.
At the breath of the unspeakable horror blood-reeking qi, the man was shrouded in the illusory black mist, like an executioner who walked out of hell and bathed in the blood of sinners and devil.
Originally, it was a robbery against the Kingslayer's Broken Arrow.
A wizard is trying to use the blood of Cole to establish prestigious ambushes and killings in the Order and this World.
In an instant it became an act recklessly lamb, and hit the butcher holding a butcher knife!
Vera once again witnessed the mourning candlestick.
The shock in my heart remains the same as last time.
Sean was even more stunned at the exaggerated and exaggerated candlestick
Time in this brief moment seems to be stagnant.
When the horror Sodo Jezi was struggling with pain, he swallowed his last breath and died in a pool of blood.
His hand fell to the ground.
The voice is dull.
It's like ringing Death Knell.
Boom!
The bullet of the justice trial, at a very close distance, instantly penetrated the heart of a witch.
Loosen the handle of the decapitator.
The long knife disappeared.
Cole's figure resembles a ghost, and instantly approached a wizard who was about to cast a spell, and his right hand roughly pinched his face.
The hidden sword with blood flames popped silently, piercing his mouth and back of his head.
Although Vera and Sean have followed many major events, they are still inexperienced newcomers after all.
Fight against many dark creatures.
But I have never experienced being ambushed by'people'.
Even.
After Cole met and killed three people, the two of them reacted and the battle of life or death had begun.
Sean raised his gun with both hands.
Point to a wizard who is still preparing for incantion.
The two looked at each other.
In this very brief moment, Sean's hand pulling the trigger hesitated.
There is no doubt about it.
Killing dark creatures is completely different from killing your own kind.
For an ordinary person who is mentally sound, positive, and kind-hearted, it is a very serious test.
Even if the other party's sin is unforgivable.
Even if the opponent is about to kill him.
But Sean gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.
Although he can't bear it in his heart, he understands that he is no longer a student in the Academy. This is also a fact that demon-hunter needs to face. He is impossible to give the killing of ren to Captain Cole for the rest of his life, or Vera and Hardy do it.
But compared to him.
Vera started, obviously without any psychological baggage, even very ruthless means, extremely decisive.
Pull the trigger of the one-handed crossbow.
Using a crossbow arrow to suppress the witch who was about to cast a spell, her face expressionless, the long knife was still in the scabbard, and she quickly approached the opponent with her bare hands.