The Godsfall Chronicles Chapter 71: Butcher
Oddball’s early reconnaissance and early warning approach seems to be the right approach.
Because of this, Cloudhawk can spot the dormant guys in the forest in time, otherwise Cloudhawk may not be able to spot them in time because of their lurking ability. If they are suddenly attacked when the battle is relaxed just after the battle, even Cloudhawk may not be Can quickly adjust the state of the meeting.
Happiness!
The first thought was a round of applause.
"You are a little better than I thought."
Two figures in the dead wood forest, one strong and one thin, gradually emerged in the mist. The stronger one is an ugly, dark and ugly man with scars all over his body, and the thinner one is a handsome young man with blond blue eyes and sunny green eyes, talking, It's this handsome young man.
The two wearing the same rough clothes indicate that they are Hell Valley students. Neither of them has a wound on their bodies. This shows that they are one of the few people who have been tested naked. For such people, Cloudhawk cannot be underestimated.
The corpse of Meta-human on the ground is undoubtedly very eye-catching. The two found that the information obtained by the two seems to have a large error. Even if Cloudhawk does not have divine artifact in their hands, the combat effectiveness of this kid is still not something ordinary people can deal with, even in the training camps. Among ten people, at least they can reach the middle level.
Cloudhawk's eyes narrowed slightly, but the expression seemed very casual, "Let me guess, you two are exuding the breath of running dogs, I think Frost de Winter must be sent to deal with me."
The ugly and strong man heard that bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared in his beast-like eyes. Cloudhawk's words were like a flame thrown on his extremely flammable oil barrel, and his crazy killing intent was released in an instant: "You die Lintou is still so stiff, I will tear down your bones one by one and crush them."
The blond man’s attitude was the opposite. He showed an embarrassed smile, as if he was embarrassed by doing bad things, and his voice was a little hoarse, but it was not unpleasant, but rather magnetic: "How do you know Yes? We have never seen each other before, do we have words on our faces?"
The blond man speaks slowly and softly, making people unable to feel any killing intent.
Cloudhawk can fully feel that the degree of danger of the blond man is probably higher than that of the ugly and strong man.
"Is it hard to guess? Not at all. I felt your murderous aura when I gathered in the camp, but you two and I had never been masked and could not want to kill me for no reason, so I could only offend it. Skycloud City people want me to die. Qingcang will probably kill me by himself. Master Arcturus doesn't have to be so troublesome to kill me. After thinking about it, only Frost de Winter has this motivation and energy, and only he can do such boring things." Cloudhawk's chest bullet hole has stop the bleeding, and new tender granulation sprouts are growing in the wound, and he is rapidly healing. He slowly relaxes the muscles and flesh in the body, so that the body recovery to the best condition, it makes a crackling sound from the bones, "However, Frost de Winter I’m so underestimated, just shoot you two lackeys, but it may not kill me."
"It is a good thing to be confident." The blond man nodded to himself. He didn't look like a party at all, just a bystander and commenter: "Frost de Winter does underestimate you, but you can't underestimate us. The nickname next to me is the butcher, demonhunter with eight years of qualifications. He has made 59 missions and has a record of zero failures. As for me..."
"What are you talking nonsense here!" This ugly, scarred big fellow is a bit impatient. No matter how many butchers are, Cloudhawk can't get into his eyes even if he is strong, so he growled in a deep voice: " Such a humble seed of Wilderness kills one by one, even if there is no Frost de Winter order, it will be a dead end for me to encounter it! Don't interfere, let me kill him!"
big fellow seems to launch an offensive for fear that someone will rush him.
Cloudhawk instantly felt locked in by the powerful aura.
Butcher, it’s not a nice nickname. If it’s in Wilderness, maybe it’s still very powerful, but elysian pretends to be noble and elegant. This title is obviously malicious and derogatory. The reason why Ugly big fellow got such a nickname is also because of his bad past. He is indeed a capable demonhunter, but as capable as he is, he can cause trouble.
The butcher is a slayer of the blasphemer and the Wilderness. He is cruel to the blasphemer and the Wilderness, even the elysian is afraid of it. Every Wilderness or blazer that falls into the hands of the butcher will eventually be There has never been an example of being tortured to death by the cruelest means, whether it is an elderly child or a woman.
It is the last mission to really let the butcher bear this title. In order to hunt down a slayer who might hide in the village of Elysian Realm, he actually performed the incredible behavior of slaughtering the village. The whole village was bloody. Hundreds of ordinary people were completely killed, and it was this matter that angered the Skycloud City seniors.
This is why Xiyun Hong recommended the butcher to Frost de Winter.
The butcher’s hatred of Wilderness and the scoffers has reached the point of overwhelming reason. Even without the order of Frost de Winter, as long as he knows that there is such a person as Cloudhawk, the butcher will not hesitate to catch him, and then tortured him with the most cruel means. lethal!
murderous aura!
What a strong murderous aura!
Cloudhawk has faced many formidable opponents, and there has never been a trembling like the butcher. When the butcher jumped up and launched an attack, Cloudhawk only felt that a **** mountain torrent erupted in front of him, and the violent waves of fury swept all things irresistibly. The momentum is immediately covered.
This kind of aura is not only the inherent hostility, but also the condensed result of slaughtering thousands of human beings.
Just as the two armies are very important to the morale of the base, once the morale collapses, the army is defeated like a mountain. If the morale is very high, three or two soldiers chasing after hundreds of enemy troops lose their armor and abandon their armor is not uncommon on the battlefield. example. By the same token, this kind of aura plays a vital role in a duel between two warriors. Butcher, a warrior, can suppress the opponent's combat power by relying on aura alone, allowing him to easily defeat even stronger opponents than himself.
Cloudhawk faced the butcher who rushed in desperately like an out-of-control rhino, instead of retreating at all, he was inspired by the ferocity hidden in his bones for a long time. Cloudhawk suddenly appeared bloodshot in his eyes and tried to be strong. The momentum, although the smell of blood is not as strong as the opponent, but it is not inferior to the rivalry.
Boom!
Two fists, one big and one small, hit directly.
Under the impact of two powerful strengths, the soles of the two people's feet were sunken at the same time, and a wave of air burst from the center of the impact, causing all the mist within ten meters to be blown away.
The blond young man felt that the wind blowing on his cheeks was as sharp as a blade. He showed a look of surprise. It was just hard to shake his momentum. Could he have such a momentum? Forget the butcher. He has heard of this guy's reputation before. He is a warrior known as strength, but Cloudhawk looks thin and small. How can he have such explosive power to compete with the butchers? I thought he was underestimated, but now it seems that he is not only underestimated, this young man is fully qualified to be the opponent of the two.
Cloudhawk felt qi and blood surge through the internal organs vibration, and the whole arm was painful and paralyzed. Although he had just punched, with the help of frenzy, it allowed him to play twice the normal strength, but it seemed that he still did not take advantage of the duel.
The people sent by Frost de Winter are truly extraordinary.
This big fellow is already very difficult to deal with. The person who is more worried about Cloudhawk is the blond youth without make a move. When he looked at the blond youth from the corner of his eye, he saw the blond youth standing motionless, as if he didn't even want make a move at all.
The butcher is a demonhunter with eight years of actual combat experience, and he is diligent on missions. The rich combat experience is by no means comparable to ordinary small dolls in the training camp. Even if Cloudhawk is slightly different for half a second, it is huge for the butcher flaw.
A whip leg tore the air and kicked at Cloudhawk with a scream.
Cloudhawk hurriedly shielded his chest with his arms to resist. Under the impact of the terrifying strength, Cloudhawk flew out straight and cracked a dead tree with two thick bowls on the spot. Cloudhawk didn't pause for half a second, and kicked the tree trunk completely. He lifted the heavy tree and used it as a weapon to stab big fellow directly with the sharp part of the fracture.
The butcher smiled grinningly and stretched out his **** and thick palm, and rushed up to hit the trunk of the big tree. When strength traveled along the trunk, the place it passed was like an energy wave swept away. After tearing apart, the entire trunk body broke into three or four sections and scattered all over the ground.
The blond young man couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart again.
These two people are both demonhunter, but it is really a rare situation to be able to achieve such a momentum without using divine artifact. The butcher laughed hysterically. He seemed to have the ability similar to Mad Dog. Probably after the combat power was fully released, the mind would fall into a state of near madness. This state of mind was quickly suppressed, but strength and reaction power and desire to kill were greatly stimulated. ~IndoMTL.com~ Overall, it is an improvement in combat effectiveness.
When the butcher was about to attack again, he found that Cloudhawk had disappeared from the attack's field of vision after the scattered fragments were scattered, and he could only faintly be in the fog of the dead wood forest, and found a distant figure.
"Want to run? You can't run!"
The butcher chased out in furious rage, and the two men one after another were moving at high speed in the forest. Cloudhawk's idea is very simple, let him one-on-one, he is not afraid of anyone, but one-on-two is no chance of winning, the blond young man made it clear that he has to wait until he defeats the butcher in make a move, Cloudhawk is not so stupid, of course he will run away.
The blond young man was taken aback for a while, before he launched a chase, a large number of small men emerged from the surrounding forest. Various weapons such as blow arrows, wooden spears, and bone knives appeared one after another, all approaching the blond young man.
There is too much movement here.
It is difficult for these natives to ignore.
The blond young man scratched his head, showing a nerve-wracking look. Although he was surrounded by dangerous natives, he didn't feel any tension at all, but he just felt a headache.