The Divine Hunter Chapter 17: Shatter the reflection!

Roy stopped searching in vain for the ethereal glass mirrors in the remaining towers, and instead stepped straight into the fountain pool.

He walked quickly for a few steps and came to a light gray stone wall next to the pool.

He closed his eyes and pressed his ears against it. It felt smooth and hard, and the water gurgled happily behind the marble wall.

A relieved smile appeared on the young face.

"Although there are deviations in the process, the final method of solving the puzzle has not changed... Just break this wall and let the water flow into the fountain pool. When the time comes, Gunter O'Dimm, don't even think about defaulting! ”

"Then give it a try." The man replied nonchalantly.

Roy made a blue triangle with his right hand, mana poured out of his palm, and he suddenly pushed against the wall.

There was a loud "bang", the strong air flow hit the wall, and the dust shook off, but the expected water did not flow out——

Because the wall is still standing stubbornly.

The Witcher's Alder Seal failed to break it!

"Obviously everything is according to plan, all the way to the last step..." A trace of anxiety flashed across Roy's face. At this time, less than one-tenth of the hourglass was left.

He has five minutes left.

After two seconds, the demon hunter bombarded the wall again.

I felt cold all over my body, but the wall remained motionless.

Roy's heart skipped a beat and his breathing became rapid,

However, the facts were before him, and his reason told him that the achievement of Alder's Seal was not enough to break the wall.

This is a detail that he has always ignored. Even counting the bonus of ancient blood, his seal is at most LV2 level.

It is unexpected and reasonable to be unable to break the wall.

"Snake Academy has not yet been revived, the Demon Hunter Brotherhood has not yet been established, and I haven't had time to say goodbye to Mo, Susie, Coral, Shirley... No, we must not lose!"

"Haha, recognize the reality!" Mirror Master began to ridicule unscrupulously again, "Man, the opportunity to solve the puzzle is right in front of you, but you didn't grasp it... Then you can't blame me, just follow me obediently. , and together with Arian, go to an unprecedented and wonderful world!"

"No!" Roy yelled, and the strange and unpredictable face of Mirror Master seemed to appear in front of his eyes again. What would happen if he was taken away by this guy?

Soul devoured?

The illusion suddenly appeared in front of him, and the endless darkness and emptiness were like the tide, completely submerging and annihilating him, erasing all traces of existence!

The demon hunter rushed to the wall and punched the wall like crazy, one punch, two punches.

There was a dull sound and blood spattered.

His fists quickly tore open the flesh and blood, revealing pale bones. Even though his ten-point strength was twice that of an ordinary person, it was still a fool's errand to break the hard marble.

"Hahaha!" Mirror Master joked, "I still remember your confident look at the beginning? Bet with me and **** the soul from my hands... Oh, you are a brave man, facing Death that comes as expected is still a coward!"

"Why don't you accept my gift calmly and decently?"

"Shut up! I didn't lose!" Roy glanced at the rapidly passing hourglass and still didn't give up, "There is still time!"

"There must be a way!"

Mirror Master admired his "performance" and said in a sharp voice, extremely meanly,

"I forgot to tell you, after taking away your soul, this nutritious body cannot be wasted. How about leaving it in my world to become flower fertilizer? I will use your body to water the most beautiful and most beautiful flower. Deadly flowers."

When the words reached his ears, the demon hunter suddenly lowered his head, stopped all movements, and stared blankly at the dazzling blood stains on the back of his hands, with a look of surprise appearing on his young face.

"Unbreakable mirror...water...liquid-blood, crushing the **** reflection..." He repeated these words to himself, "Crushing the **** reflection, that's how it is!"

"Poor thing, I can't bear this anymore, I collapsed——" Mirror Master's voice stopped abruptly.

The witcher suddenly rushed to the center of the dry pool.

There is no water left here. The building that held the fountain a long time ago is like a cake, layer by layer, from bottom to top, shrinking rapidly from large to large.

The top level is a pool the size of a baptismal font.

The demon hunter stood up, his face as cold as a knife, put his left hand into the pool, and slashed off Arondette with his right hand.

"Pfft——"

The magic weapon given by the fairy in the lake was so sharp that it could cut through iron as well as mud, let alone flesh and blood. It cut off his left wrist in an instant.

A palm fell into the pool.

The main artery in the severed palm was torn, and blood surged out like a fountain. In just a few dozen seconds, half of the pool was filled, less than a quarter of a gallon.

Despite the massive blood loss, Roy seemed to feel no pain. He walked excitedly to the blood pool with a cold sweat on his face, his bloodshot eyes unblinking.

The crimson blood rippled, and the Witcher's reflection was revealed, with a familiar outline vaguely outlined behind his shoulders - a mangy head, a hooked nose, and dark pupils.

Mirror Master is leaning on his shoulder, leaning forward to look at him.

Roy's remaining right hand suddenly reached in and pulled Gunter O'Dimm by his collar, pulling him out of the **** mirror and into the real world.

"I caught you!" Roy grinned, showing his white teeth.

The pure black pupils of this mysterious bald man stared at the demon hunter with a solemn and solemn expression, filled with admiration.

"Ouwseoncoqecoqlaserwaanlepilfimieay..." He patted the witcher's right hand that was holding the hem of his clothes, and recited strange and obscure syllables in his mouth. At the same time, his cheeks quickly turned pale, sunken inward, and a stick appeared on the surface of his skin. The dense black blood vessels look like a terminally ill person who is about to die.

"Yes, the second solution, what's the point of defeating me with this method?" He glanced at the huge gap in Roy's left wrist, and could even clearly see the broken aorta and pale bone residue, "Once you leave, In this world, you will immediately fall into a coma and then die from excessive blood loss... Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will only become a pitiful and miserable disabled person."

"Is that true? Look again!" Roy put his severed hand in front of Mirror Master, and then a magical scene appeared.

The tragic flesh and white bones began to sprout, stretching out paramecium-like tentacles. The tentacles swelled in the wind, growing and reconstructing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Within ten seconds, the missing wrist was intact as before.

The pale complexion due to excessive blood loss has regained its healthy rosiness, and the wounds on his neck, arms and thighs caused by successive battles have also faded away instantly.

He was full of energy, his eyes were shining like stars, and he was extremely energetic, as if he had never experienced all the difficulties and obstacles in the maze.

"What a surprise, Demon Hunter, do you have any other trump cards?"

"Leave, Gunter O'Dimm!" Roy laughed heartily, "You have no chance to know!"

"Shenggoniamonerie, arascdebi!"

Mirror Master suddenly recited a spell, a burst of broken white light erupted from his body, broke free from the demon hunter's imprisonment, and fell into the blood pool again!

He clapped his hands and retreated, sinking deeper and deeper, with flames all over his body ~IndoMTL.com~ and red patches appeared.

Two golden parchment rolls flew out of his pocket, rushed into the raging fire and burned to ashes... A black cowhide manual recorded the core secrets of the Flying Lion School and the strengthening of the ancient blood. Said, floating in front of Roy.

At the same time, a burning pain surged from the wrist of his right hand, and his skin seemed to be burned by a soldering iron. An ancient red symbol and a twisted ball of blood emerged instantly.

"Witcher, this time I let you win a round...but next time, ten years later, it won't be so easy..."

"When the time comes, stop being as weak as an ant...strive to grow up and temper your soul...there will be more wonderful and exciting games waiting for you! Hahahaha!"

"Ahhhhh!"

Mirror Master's meaningful laughter soon turned into a scream that sounded like a human or an animal.

He was burned to pieces and fell into the deepest part of the blood pool in the blink of an eye, into a white-gold sun.

And Roy felt dizzy again and lost consciousness.