Chapter 479
The broken Avatar turned into pitch-black blood, splattering everywhere.
Sleeve sword retracted.
With the inertia of the sinking body, Cole rolled forward, like a dead magician, one-knee kneels, got up, and the Shattered Shotgun was already in his hand.
The muzzle pointed at Alcatel with a strange expression in the complex Avatar.
ka-cha ——
Boom——
Muzzle flames burst.
The scattered projectiles, like a battlefield meat grinder, are cut off and penetrated.
The four Avatars on the shooting path died instantly, until the projectile flew in front of Alcatel's true body.
Suddenly.
A low, heavy voice appeared in Cole's ear.
"You guessed it wrong, demon-hunter."
At the same time the voice sounded.
A right hand with black leather gloves suddenly stretched out the black blood on the ground, grabbing Cole's ankle, the terrifying physical power of the king of vampire.
In this brief moment, it was revealed.
The sound of crushing the ankle bone with bare hands is very crisp.
The intense pain I felt in the same body made everyone who heard and saw this scene numb their scalp.
Afterwards.
Like a construction vehicle weighing tens of tons, it locks the right leg of the demon-hunter, drags him down with a brutal force that cannot be resisted by flesh and blood, and flies in an arc against the ground at high speed. Fly upside down into the distant woods!
The most terrifying impact.
Swept across like a sickle.
Countless trees, in this brief moment, made a huge roar, snapped at the waist, and smashed into the ground.
The situation of the death match is changing rapidly.
And this defeat suddenly revealed.
The complexion of all the humans present is greatly changed!
The four Judgement Echelon present are also frowned.
Human flesh and blood, compared to dark creatures, are too fragile.
No one can survive this kind of brutal impact, even the Judgement Echelon demon-hunter from Snow Country who likes to kill werewolves with his bare hands, and the super hunk Matusch Sinico.
Seeing this scene, my face suddenly sinks, took a deep breath.
It's him instead.
Maybe it can survive this level of attack, but it will definitely be severely injured and disabled. It will completely lose battle strength in a short period of time, and it will be difficult to resist the heavy price of death.
Amelia stood on the spot, looking at the woods Cole flew into, holding the camera blankly, her eyes briefly lost.
She couldn't believe it.
The man who stood in a pool of blood to execute the darkness over and over again would fall so easily.
Cole...
He...dead?
in this brief moment.
There seemed to be a void in her soul that suffocated her to an unacceptable level.
Instinctively drop the camera.
Raised his legs and ran to the woods.
Amelia, who cannot accept this ending, has forgotten what terrifying things exist on that side of the woods.
She just wanted to be the first to run into the woods and see Cole with her own eyes.
Rolando, who has been watching with cold eyes and closely monitoring any movement of the ancient Evil God Uzaki Zinehel, is the first to capture this scene.
His increasingly painful heart made him pale and frowned, coldly said, "Matt, stop her!"
Other reporter colleagues saw Amelia charge ahead, Many people tried to stop it, but it was too late.
Mateusch, a macho from the Northern Snow Country, just took a step forward.
A fly that shouldn't have appeared in the harsh winter and early spring.
Suddenly flashed before his eyes.
It's like an electric shock.
Mateusz retreated continuously, his eyes swept across the sallow-faced plague witch, right hand clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, with a vicious expression, and said nothing.
In the twelve Judgement Echelon.
He is the only demon-hunter who has not mastered Judgement Echelon.
In the face of witches, although he can guarantee his own immortality, he is not even as powerful as Mengxi's witch emergency department head to fight against them.
Everything happened too fast.
Just a few seconds.
The many reporters and independent writers who responded, all looked at the woods in horror.
Like the horror of darkness and evil coming, they suffocated their necks tightly, making it hard to breathe.
The imperial ministers and cabinet members standing next to the queen also exploded in this brief moment!
The refugees.
The swearer.
utterly shameless.
They can no longer take care of the queen and the queen, they turned their heads and fled, leaving this terrifying pasture that was about to become a Land of Death before the Dark World swallowed them completely.
Only the queen of the empire.
This baptism, who has experienced too many wars, is corroded by darkness, and has a stubborn temper.
There is no change in the expression on his face.
Motionless As Mountains sits on a leather chair.
And the ugliness of these despicable politicians.
Fearless courage to fight with the elite divine elephant of the people of the empire. .
All are fully recorded under the lens of numerous reporters and independent writers.
Same as many years ago.
As a Legendary demon-hunter said: A person's noble soul has nothing to do with status and wealth.
This moment.
Everyone's eyes, including the dark creature, were all focused on Amelia who rushed into the land of the deathmatch.
Perhaps tacitly.
No one stopped.
No one dares to set foot in the battle between the two Peak powerhouses at such a sensitive moment.
Only Seranda, with bright eyes like pure black gems, staring at Amelia looking thoughtful, seems to be thinking about something with ulterior motives.
Stumbled all the way.
The female reporter ran into the battle between Alcatel and Cole.
Perhaps panic.
Perhaps intense running.
Her breathing is extremely fast, and there seems to be no other things in her eyes, or even her life.
Until a tall silhouette wearing a dark red windbreaker, like a wall of sighs that a mortal can never cross, lies in front of her.
Amelia stopped.
lifts the head The king of vampire has always been arrogant and despise the faces of others.
Take a step back.
I don't know what kind of beliefs gave her courage.
The female reporter stared at each other, raising her right hand like a slap in the face.
Alcatel's slender wrist was easily held by Alcatel, and his small but extremely dangerous eyes looked at the woman standing in front of him with interest.
Let go of the right hand, said with a smile, "I suddenly admire you a little, what is your name?"
Amelia took her aching wrist and stepped back. Step, angrily said, "It has nothing to do with you!"
"Hey.
What a stubborn soul.
It must be a very interesting thing to tame you Things."
Speaking of which.
Alcatel grinned, his long and evil tongue licked vampire's fangs, and said, "I won't kill you, let's go.
In the future, we will still meet face again."
The female reporter's chest rises and falls violently.
Medley Pucci, who was not far behind her, took a step forward and scanned Alcatel’s face blankly, loudly said, "Miss Amelia, don’t be meaningless To die.
Death battle...
Not over yet."
Obviously.
Say this comforting word.
The Judgement Echelon, who has been famous for a long time, has no confidence in his heart.
Just like a demon-hunter intern for a long time, the survival rate is less than 10% at a time.
In the world of demon-hunter, there are only wins and deaths.
There is no middle ground.
And the false voice in this heart is like a final declaration of failure to everyone.
Everyone's face is a piece of ashes.
The demon-hunter, Cole Walker, who proposed such a bet, just failed...or even died?
It is also at this time.
The flames of purgatory soaring into the sky, and the roaring circular heat wave, suddenly appeared in the depths of the forest!
Reflected in everyone's eyes!