Chapter 240
Cole walked over.
Stomped on the neck of the cultist.
The magazine of the justice trial pops up, pressing into it one by one, frowned, "Where is the wizard island?"
"Wh... what wizard island? I don’t know!"
Click.
The pistol is loaded.
Facing the muzzle pointed at his forehead, the black hole.
The cultist's pupils shrank suddenly, his left hand grabbed Cole's ankle in vain, his right hand blocked his face, and the corners of his mouth splashed with saliva. The threat of death made him horrified.
"no! Cole! Don't do this! I really don't know..."
Bang!
The deafening gunfire sounded.
The skull was shattered, and red and yellow splashed all over the place.
At this time, the female demon-hunter who broke free of restraints hurriedly climbed onto the wooden cart and rescued the other two.
Help them sit next to the wheel.
Then walked to Cole's side, stretched out his right hand and said, "Executive team comprehensive department condor battallion, Jacaran Dush."
Look at her, shake hands, indifferently said, "Cole."
"You came alone?"
Cole did not respond.
After the crisp sound of the lighter ended, frowned, "What’s the status of the Golden Port?"
Yalanka’s tone was serious, and he took a deep breath and said, “I’ll take it the last time. The order to the hunting group was at two o'clock in the morning, and preparations were made to abandon the city. The condor battallion and I were ambushed and destroyed the team on the way to evacuate."
Talking.
Turning back, his eyes fell on the two colleagues who were leaning against the wheel with numb expressions.
"The cultists' methods are very despicable. Using them as bait to attack demon-hunter and soldiers is just one example, and..."
The voice paused slightly, and he shook his head helplessly. Said, "The soul is seriously damaged, they may not survive the sunrise."
In a sense.
The cultist, the great wizard Kendall, only left Jalanka’s life, which is inseparable from the appearance of this young female demon-hunter.
War and killing caused her dark red hair to be messed up, some small freckles near the bridge of her nose, and her white and flawless skin were smeared with mud and blood.
The figure can't be called tall, but extremely well-proportioned.
The brown knitted sweater under the windbreaker, the chest is raised high.
Compared with other women of the same beauty, Divine Spark has sharp eyes, like a sharp knife, overbearing.
After getting the information you want.
Cole spit out a puff of white smoke, holding a gun in his left hand, his clothes shook, and strode towards the city.
This cult den has been completely occupied by darkness and sin.
Yalanka watched him go away, browse tightly knit, and shouted in silence for a long time, "You will die in it if you go in alone."
Unfortunately, she was worried. With advice, no response was received.
Until the silhouette of the man, it was completely in the shadow of the night.
The female demon-hunter raised her hand to wipe off the itchy blood on her cheeks, her face was solemn, her left hand slightly clenched a fist, and her heart said, that guy is indeed the same as the rumors, a complete lunatic.
In her opinion.
Even if you are not afraid of Evil Spirit’s gnawing on the soul, you will step on death once again, and use violent means to clean up the cultists headed by Kendall.
But in today's Golden Harbor City, there are thousands of powerful cultists and wizards.
What role can a person's power play in a war at this level?
Sent to death for nothing.
Although the sense of responsibility urged her to follow Cole into the city and wipe out the cultists, she was very clear in reason and told her that this would not only be useless, but would be worthless to death.
Hesitate for a moment.
He took the sober and seemingly rescued colleague on his back, and left quickly.
...
Boom——
Thunder is rolling, and the lightning snake twists.
In severe winter, the freezing rain poured down.
The gunfire of resistance in the Golden Port gradually ceased until it disappeared.
Cultists unscrupulously arrested citizens who had not escaped in the city, searched for spoils of war, and made impudent laughter like wail like ghosts and howl like wolves in the streets.
The forced citizens struggled helplessly.
Begging, crying, screaming...
In the past, the richest free port city in the Mengxi Empire was completely abandoned by the Demon Hunter and the Imperial Army and turned into a purgatory on earth.
On the streets of rainy night.
The street lights are dim.
A group of more than a dozen cultists, loaded with all kinds of jewels and pound pounds, dragged behind a pair of mother and daughter and a man who was beaten with only one breath.
Laugh out loud.
Swagger across the market.
"haha! Dan, we are rich! This family is too rich for him!"
"Shut your stinky mouth! Some of these things need to be handed over to the great Immortal Pope, don’t you understand?!"
"I mean, anyway, take these two women home first. Brothers have been panicking recently."
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"The idiots with their brains in the crotch, if they can exchange them for the favor of the transcendence, give us the power of the wizard.
The female of the lower mortal, this thing, what Isn't it time?"
"hehe."
Compared with the foul language of cultists and the unique arrogance of winners.
The young mother with a torn mouth and bleeding endlessly, watching her 13-year-old daughter in tears, can foresee the torture and suffering that awaits them.
The innocent girl still doesn't know what will happen.
With heartbreaking tears, looked towards the father who is the most reliable in her in mind.
"mother..."
"(Sobbing) Lottie..."
This time.
The cultist who came home with a full load, suddenly stopped.
I wiped off the cold rain on my face with my hands, frowned and stared at the vague silhouette under the rain curtain and dim street light not far away.
"Wait, am I dazzled? Or..."
"demon-hunter?"
Cultist with a scar on his face , Drew out the machete, and said viciously, "No matter who he is, this is the site of the cult now, let's talk about it if you kill it!"
Leave three people to guard the mother and daughter and spoils of war.
The others took out their weapons and walked quickly to the silhouette under the street light not far away.
However, I did not wait for them to walk over.
ka-cha.
The sound of the shotgun being loaded suddenly sounded.
The roaring flames of the muzzle tear open the night.
The bodies of the two cultists were as if they were hit by a car head-on. A blood dance burst out from their bodies, groaned and flew out.
ka-cha.
The sound of the ripping sounded again.
The expressions of the remaining cultists changed wildly for a while!
"That bastard has a gun! Run away!"
The time in this brief moment seems to be frozen.
Fleeing cultists, with their backs to the muzzle, stopped in a funny pose.
The saboteur projectiles flying out of the barrel, engulfing the deadly destructive force, are stuck in the air.
Time flows.
ka-cha.
bang!
The sound of angry gunfire.
When the prologue of a brutal killing is opened mercilessly, it is a news song poured with blood and death.
Until the last cultist fell in a pool of blood.
In the rainy night, the terrifying black shadow that kills the gods slowly walked to the mother and daughter who hugged each other and looked terrified.
Boom——
Under the pale rays of light.
The young mother tightly covered the little girl's eyes, looked up, desperately looking towards the man who stopped in front of her, fear and cold made her body shudder, weeping bitter tears, "... I can agree to whatever you want! Please don't hurt us, don't hurt Lottie..."