The Divine Hunter Chapter 38: No one left!
The sun in the sky is as fierce as fire, but the group of demon hunters in the center of the square are as cold as knives.
Some peasants were frightened by the ferocious appearance of the demon hunter, and lowered their heads in fear, shouting and cursing incomprehensively to vent their fear, some small nobles were speechless and shrank, the temple guards, the archbishop, and the peasant woman Talika Glare at them.
The eyes of the bard and several boys and girls who had been brainwashed by dozens of their past poems shone brightly, as if they were seeing idols.
The two knights noticed that one of them had dark cat eyes, like an albino Geralt. They looked at each other and both breathed a sigh of relief.
Geralt appears, so Ciri is not far away!
The mercenary hiding in the crowd had a sneer on his face as if his plan had succeeded.
Mutants finally bow to the pressure of the world!
The face of the dwarf, elf, and elf hybrid became complicated, and he vaguely saw the tragedy of his future in the demon hunter.
They also belong to a non-human race.
Do non-human races deserve to be subjected to ignorant prejudice and forced to be judged helplessly? !
The entire square became chaotic and noisy.
"You shouldn't have come, what should I do at home?" Roy muttered to his companions beside him.
"Boy, that's it." Seret turned to look at him, "Let's see what happens next."
"If they want peace, give them peace." Keyan said coldly.
"They want war, then send them to hell!" Lei Suo was determined. He had had enough of this endless prejudice.
The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop.
"We just want to develop quietly without any competition from the world, but they insist on pushing us harder and harder!" Vesemir looked at the crowd of people with a complex expression, and recalled the battle between Kaer Morhen a century ago.
"This time, I will never escape."
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Surrounded by the temple guards, the Archbishop glanced at the demon hunters and was delighted. They actually dared to openly come to their own territory, the home of the Eternal Fire!
This loses the biggest advantage!
But at the same time, deep fear and undisguised disgust flashed in his eyes.
He never knew there were so many mutants hiding beside his bed!
Seeing it with my own eyes was even more shocking.
Due to his age and experience, he is well aware of the abilities of this group of mutants. They are just a bunch of unstable explosives, enough to blow up the entire Nuo City!
They must be eradicated without leaving any trace behind!
"Fifteen demon hunters, one-third of them are still young men... Tsk tsk, people of Nuo City, open your eyes and take a look, the facts are before your eyes! They are indeed conducting evil mutation experiments in the suburbs !"
The archbishop's cold voice first defined their behavior.
The five half-grown teenagers standing side by side snorted at him in response.
The green cheeks are clean and smooth, without a beard, and the amber pupils cannot hide the tension...
They have never appeared in front of so many people!
The excitement of performing on stage suddenly arose in my heart.
My body trembled with excitement.
"Bishop Cyrus, are we discussing the issue of mutation now?!" Roy stepped forward and called him by his first name, "According to the suggestions of all the people of Novo City present, my compatriots are here. Now we have to wait What?"
"Ms. Talika! Open your eyes and look at us to find the murderer in your mouth!"
"Relax, kid, there are so many people here," the archbishop smiled coldly at the demon hunter, "I don't believe these mutants dare to carry out a mass extermination of Novigrad!"
Under such a situation, if the demon hunter takes action, for whatever reason, the white will turn into black.
They will definitely become the public enemies of the entire Nuo City!
Under the protection of the guards, the thin body of the peasant woman who was named shivered.
Clenched the fingers of both hands in front of his lower abdomen, gritted his teeth, and took a step closer to the demon hunters.
Those small black eyes swept over the demon hunter's face one after another.
Thousands of people in the square followed her.
When they noticed the disfigured Kyaen’s face covered with centipede-like scars and his eyes like scarlet lightning, everyone couldn’t help but exclaimed!
"Oh my god, is this still a human being?"
"Has he been in a fire?"
"It must be an evil mutation that transformed him into so inhuman!"
Under the hood and cloak, Kiyaen turned a blind eye to the malicious eyes around him. Instead, he straightened his chest, raised his head, and raised his chin.
He has a group of good brothers, a group of well-behaved students, a caring woman, and no other prejudice can hurt him!
It's not just him.
Every demon hunter caught by the woman's gaze raised his chin.
They don't know this woman at all.
"Ms. Talika, keep your eyes open." Oaks even smiled friendly at him, but this smile made the woman shudder, like the longing gaze of a hungry beast, "You have to be 100% sure. There is no room for ambiguity as to whether we are innocent or guilty."
"My brothers and I don't want to live with an unfounded crime for the rest of our lives!"
"Remember the oath you just made. If there is any untruth in your words, be careful not to be thundered down by the gods and chopped into ashes!"
"Shut up!" the temple guard yelled, "How dare you threaten witnesses in front of everyone!"
"The demon hunter has a guilty conscience!" came the sarcasm from the crowd.
Ochs smiled disdainfully.
"Child, how are you? Have you found the target? There are fifteen demon hunters, don't miss any one." However, an ominous premonition surged in the Archbishop's heart. The loss on the woman's face became heavier and heavier, and she nervously Cold sweat breaks out on the forehead,
"No..." The woman's expression looked disappointed as she looked away from the faces of Kaiyan and Aiden, who were wearing Cat School amulets around their necks, "There is no Cat School Bren."
"Think carefully!" The archbishop's wrinkled face suddenly turned white, and the knuckles of his withered palms turned white.
And the temple guards looked ugly.
"I swear to the eternal fire... Even if that guy turns into ashes, I will never forget him," the woman pursed her lips and said, "But he is not here!"
"I can't, can't lie to the gods."
The Archbishop closed his eyes in disappointment.
"Haha!" A bard who was closer to the square heard these words clearly. He couldn't help but plucked the strings in his arms, and played a cheerful melody with great joy, twirling his trousers. After walking around for a while, he almost couldn't help but dance on the spot, "What did I say? Our poems are not made out of nothing! The demon hunter is innocent and deserves to be praised!"
"Bang! Bang!"
Cyrus struck the ground hard with his cane several times, panting and roaring,
"It's too early to say that now! The witcher can only prove that he did not destroy Sweetwater Village. How did we swear before the eternal fire?"
"Where are the children in the orphanage?"
The old man looked at the demon hunters with burning eyes.
"Since you are all here, why don't you bring those fifty-three children to the scene? Let them state for themselves whether they have been inhumanely abused and forced to participate in evil mutation experiments by you!"
"Absolutely ridiculous!"
Karl puffed out his chest and took a step closer to him. His delicate face made several girls in the crowd slightly distracted.
"Archbishop Cyrus, let me tell you, there is no force or harm!"
He turned around and faced all the people word by word,
"When we lost our parents and were homeless, and were chased away like wild dogs in the streets, only the witchers took us in and taught us..."
"So, we voluntarily become them!" Monty, Akamtom, Chanem, and Lloyd also took a step forward, leaning against their brothers, looking around with pairs of young beast eyes. The crowd stated in emotional voices, "Helping more homeless children find a place to belong."
"Evil mutation... persecution is pure slander!"
They turned to a group of burly men around them, their eyes full of gratitude and admiration,
"The demon hunters are our teachers and relatives. Except for the parents who gave birth to us, no one is so kind to us!"
The firm eyes, tender face, and sonorous and powerful voice shocked everyone present!
What kind of tragic experience can make a group of teenagers say such decisive words and recognize the demon hunter as a relative?
The archbishop's expression was even more indifferent.
For the cause of the Eternal Fire, something must be sacrificed!
Damn these mutants!
"Look at the eyes of these children! They have been brainwashed by evil experiments. To testify for the witcher is to testify for themselves! Their words cannot be trusted!" Someone shouted in the audience, "All children must be seen. , fifty-three, not one less!"
"咻—"
Everyone around suddenly heard a slight vibration of a bowstring, and the young black-haired demon hunter flashed and disappeared into the air strangely.
"Bang!"
Immediately afterwards, a cry came from the crowd.
A black shadow flew out of the human wall and landed heavily on the open space in the center of the square. He was punched in the belly and curled up like a cooked prawn!
He has gray brown leather armor, a full beard, and a strong body.
Looks like a mercenary.
"Witcher! How dare you harm an innocent person in front of the eternal fire? Stop it now!"
The temple guard shouted harshly.
Shuashua—
He swung his sword and struck Roy who pushed away the wall.
Everyone's eyes were dazzled.
No action has been seen yet.
The guard's sword fell to the ground, his body was pushed back by a huge force, and he retreated into the group of guards. His face under the leather hat turned blue and white.
Just when he was about to curse, his pupils were met by a pair of cold and penetrating eyes.
The body of the demon hunter exudes a chilling aura that is as real as it is terrifying.
The fourteen demon hunters then showed a fierce look in their eyes, and a suffocating murderous aura rushed towards their faces, like a surging **** wave that was about to overwhelm and engulf everyone!
For a moment, no one from the guards came forward.
Even the Archbishop of Eternal Fire choked up with guilt.
His eyes changed and he quietly stepped back.
"I've got you, you bitch! You've been fanning the flames down there, how exciting are you?!"
Roy walked up to the mercenary and slapped him hard, causing his cheek to swell and burst.
Then he grabbed the back of his neck with one hand and lifted him up like a dead dog.
Dumped it in front of everyone.
The man's bones suddenly fell apart and he couldn't move!
"Citizens, please listen to me! This farce should end... I swear to the gods! Everything that happened today was caused by this guy and the forces behind him! They deceived everyone like fools , Fool, stir up your emotions!"
"To achieve an ulterior purpose!"
Some of the calm people in the crowd looked thoughtful. Everything today was indeed too coincidental.
"Why don't you explain quickly?!" Roy flexibly outlined a seal with his five fingers.
The man's body trembled and he spoke.
"It's Lord Kers, telling me... telling me to slander the witcher."
"Demon hunter, stop the witchcraft! Bring the child over!" There was a loud shout from the crowd, but it seemed a little weak at this time.
"When this guy finishes his explanation," Roy said, "of course everyone will see those children!"
"Mutants are killing people!" Suddenly there was a scream from the audience!
A sudden change occurred!
A series of piercing screams sounded from several directions in the square, instantly interrupting Roy's questioning!
The expressions of the demon hunters changed, their bodies bowed slightly, and they held the hilts of their swords on their shoulders.
"Whoosh—"
"Whoosh—"
The sound of a crossbow bolt piercing the air.
The unlucky temple guard next to the Archbishop of Eternal Fire, the mercenary in the hands of the demon hunter, had his head exploded and fell to the ground face to face!
A sneer appeared on the lips of the strong half-elf Skiru, he put down his crossbow, and rejoined the crowd with his accomplices. He had achieved his goal, now let’s see what happens on the other side!
And in the elf camp.
Another group of shooters with a bunch of squirrel tails wrapped around their waists and exuding a wild aura of a wild land began to squeeze through the crowd and quickly move towards the witcher!
"The witcher attacked the Archbishop!"
"The witcher is crazy!"
"O Gods!"
"The eternal fire has fallen!"
Amidst countless noisy exclamations, the Temple Square immediately fell into complete panic. The crowds on the outside rushed to the southern bridge, the corner of the square, and the hall of the Temple of Eternal Fire, pushing and trampling each other on the way.
The shouts echoed endlessly!
The well-trained temple guards immediately formed a square formation to cover the bishop in the center as he retreated to the main hall of the temple.
Knight Grim held his giant sword across his chest, as if he was holding a huge shield, and walked slowly to cover the crowd around him as they dispersed.
And Cassirer hugged the nymphomaniac girl behind him and protected her in his arms!
Butcher Clifford's dwarf army huddled together hand in hand, like an oak forest in a flood, with their feet firmly rooted in the earth, motionless...
"Everyone shrinks!" Leisuo shouted, turning his wrist, the steel sword struck out a flash of white light, and knocked away a crossbow arrow. Nine companions formed a circle around him, and the golden light of Quen's shield flowed around him, The shapeshifters and five young apprentices surrounded him tightly!
Like an indestructible lighthouse on the sea!
The panicked crowd rushed forward like a huge wave, but they were all turned away!
"Untie me!" the shapeshifter Gigi shouted, "I can help!"
The sword in Carl's hand flashed and he split the hemp rope.
Remove the anti-magic shackles.
Colorful lights flashed on the body of the shape-shifting monster, and it straightened up and instantly transformed into a big man with a bald head. The second Leisuo!
……
Countless people were knocked to the ground and trampled by those who came after them. The entire temple square was filled with mourning!
Amidst this unusual turmoil, a group of people happened to be swimming upstream!
Move towards the center!
"Whoosh—whoosh—"
A strong elf wearing a turban and an emerald green cloak stood among the crowd, pulling the bowstring to his ear and aiming quickly at the target.
His arrow shot through the air. The black-haired demon hunter, standing steadily among the crowd, shook his wrist lightly, and the arrow was split in half in mid-air. Almost at the same time, his dark gold and silver-grey pupils locked onto the archer from afar.
"Whoosh—"
The long sword made of white jade in his hand instantly transformed into a hand crossbow.
Pull the trigger.
The elf had no time to react. He leaned back and fell weakly to the ground, being drowned by countless footprints!
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Roy pulled the trigger again. A white-haired elf holding a steel sword and rushing towards the demon hunter let out a heart-rending wail, took off backwards as if being hit by a battering ram, and fell heavily into the crowd!
At this time, most of the innocent people in the center of the square had escaped. The hundreds of guards of the Eternal Flame and the group of demon hunters "surfaced" and became the most eye-catching.
Not far away, a group of elves with steel swords, bows and arrows surged towards them against the fleeing crowd.
Let out a war cry.
Wielding a sharp blade.
The demon hunters were surrounded from the front.
The temple guards recovered from the turmoil and launched an attack on the back of the demon hunter.
The combined number of the two groups exceeds three hundred!
"Kill all the mutants, they attacked the innocent people and the temple guard brothers!"
The devout guards were so desperate that they worked hard without caring about themselves!
Fifteen demon hunters are under attack from both sides!
Everywhere you look is filled with crazily red eyes and dancing sword shadows!
"Idiot, are you blind?" Lambert turned around and hit a guard in black leather armor on the cheek with his sword, knocking him unconscious. The blade of the sword drew another semicircle, blocking a severe blow. With the mace on his face, his amber pupils glared at the young temple guard opposite him through the slit of the weapon, and cursed loudly, "The elves are the culprits!"
"Kill the witchers, leaving no one behind!"
An old but unquestionable order came from among the temple guards.
Archbishop Cyrus held his staff with his hands, his eyes emotionless, staring at the witcher like an ant!
No matter what, we can't let them go!
It is impossible for me to apologize to mutants!
They will be responsible for today's turmoil, and their deaths will be used as fuel to spread the flames across the earth. This is the will of the eternal fire!
At this moment, in the center of Temple Square.
The fifteen demon hunters couldn't help but feel a tacit understanding in their hearts.
The blood turned their pupils red, like an abyss.
"Leave no one behind!"
Roy returned what he said and charged into the crowd with his sword!
"Kill!"
Then fifteen demon hunters roared in unison, including five apprentices. They were comrades-in-arms, masters and apprentices, and brothers who would live and die together. They picked up their sharp swords and rushed forward without thinking.
The demon hunter faced the enemy and began a battle with a huge disparity in numbers.
Driven by anger and murderous intent, they abandoned the constraints of rules, laws, and patience.
Become a killing machine.
Only the sword in your hand, the only enemy in front of you.
……
Geralt danced an elegant dance, the steel sword dancing to the melody in his heart, and chopped down one temple guard after another to the ground.
Oakes made a thrust, and at the same time he impaled the other two people on the sword. He drew the sword and jumped with all his strength. The long sword slashed out a streak of white light from top to bottom. An elf with a pointed chin and high cheekbones appeared on the middle line of his body. Bloody seam, split in half.
Karl, Monty, and the five apprentices were like a pack of wolves hunting lions and tigers. They relied on their petite bodies that were not yet fully developed to acrobatically shuttle between the enemies, circling along their armpits with flexible sword blades. Strike them ghostly in their vital parts.
They never killed anyone.
They can only regard their enemies as water ghosts who feel no pain.
The throat, eye sockets, and heart are all deadly.
The five of them had a blank mind. They only followed countless daily trainings and actual battles, followed their instincts, and instead cooperated seamlessly.
For the first time on the battlefield, he exploded with unimaginable power~IndoMTL.com~ and drew circles of death circles. The blood of the Scoia'tael was spilled on the smooth marble floor of the square.
The red is so dazzling!
Kyyan's cat-sect steel sword cut through an elf's mail armor as easily as cutting through wool. Until the moment he lost consciousness, the elf didn't see his opponent's face clearly.
Lesuo jumped into the crowd, suddenly bent his knees, and pressed his left hand to the ground.
The surging magic power of the mutant Alder expanded to the surroundings, instantly overturning four or five temple guards.
Then he was like a farmer harvesting green grass in the vegetable field, wielding the double swords of the Snake Sect, harvesting human lives with ease!
Cohen's hands are continuously sketching, like blooming flowers in summer, and the palms of his hands continue to spit out dazzling orange flames.
He seemed to be holding a flaming whip.
The cone-shaped area three meters in front of you is the restricted area of the flames. Anyone who takes a step will immediately be on fire and run away with their heads covered!
The shapeshifter who transformed into the second Thunderso mingled among the demon hunters and used the steel sword quite conservatively. He was merciful and only injured but not killed.
……
The sound of killing, the sound of a sharp knife piercing flesh, and the sound of blood splattering enveloped the entire center of the square!
In the permeating blood energy, a group of demon hunters formed a **** spear and instantly tore a crack in the human wall surrounding them.
And Roy was at the forefront, serving as the tip of the spear, facing the tide of enemies.
Fancy swordsmanship is completely useless, and one can only rely on instinct and reaction to fight hand to hand.
In a few seconds, Quinn was shattered and blood splattered.
Fortunately, the brothers clustered on both sides of him covered his flanks, allowing him to have a safe back.
Create space for him to kill enemies!
Whoops!
Gulwythir shreds the air.
In the direction of the sword's edge, a half-moon-shaped crimson sword burst out, smashing through numerous obstacles and turning the few meters in front of him into a flesh-and-blood purgatory!