Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 392

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 392]

“Go deep into Citania and assassinate their queen, that Rocher is an extraordinary martial artist, but can she stand against our wizard’s blade? She will die in her own bed.”

“Yi Rong becomes their partner and goes to Bizhan Manor, which is Xia Er’s home. Let’s see if we can find anything interesting there, maybe find his relatives.”

“Break into their jails and free those prisoners, they must know how to get around and commit crimes.”

“The fact that they can sneak in and kill Leni is what we do best, and we control the most bizarre abilities.”

Encouraged, the wizards made suggestions one after another, and the eyes of the wizards became brighter and brighter.

Karsten nodded.

“Humans and we are two different levels of civilization. We should use our ability to infiltrate them easily, murder key personnel among them, and use magic to change their minds… We have too many methods, and they are completely powerless. They can only walk on their feet and observe with the naked eye, but we know the secrets of the whole world. From the very beginning of their attempt to resist, they were doomed to fail, and that Ciel was even more stupid as a pig and dog, he did not know that he gave himself What a lot of trouble. He and everything he holds dear will be wiped out so easily by us.”

“Let’s do a divination.” A wizard rolled up his sleeves, put a tortoise shell-shaped magic tool suitable for divination on the table, and triggered it, “Prophesy about what’s coming, judge it, look at it, and plan it. wisdom.”

The entire shell quickly darkened and cracked.

“Ah?” The soothsayer wizard was a little nervous, “Why is it a ominous omen.”

“The culprit? Is our operation going to fail?” Carsten asked.

“Try again.” The wizard frowned.

“Shouldn’t we attack?” Carsten hesitated for a moment. “It’s impossible to go wrong with a technique, especially a wizard who knows the future like you. I won’t question your judgment, just…”

“Weird, it doesn’t feel right,” said a wizard. “My amulet is vibrating.”

“The spells I use to be vigilant also keep producing vicious feedback.”

“There are enemies!”

“What enemy, where?”

“Where are our guards?”

“Their signs are all…”

They heard footsteps approaching slowly, and their eyes fell on the end of the hall.

A man walked in with a sharp blade, and they were terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

“Ah…”

“That is……”

“How did you find this place? Why?” Carsten stood up.

“Because I can.” Ciel shook off the blood on the lotus flower, and with the other hand he pulled out Sindariel in half, and the phantom of the red blade flew out in an instant, hovering above the heads of each of their wizards.

Their faces were ashen, their expressions were stiff, as if they were fixed on chairs, and everyone could clearly see the giant red shadow blade hovering above each other’s heads.

“Just fake—” Hunter yelled, pulling out his black wand.

Before it was completely pulled out, the sharp blade penetrated his body from top to bottom, nailing his body to the seat, and the divine blade became his new spine.

The blood was constantly flowing, and the smell was pungent.

The wizards restrained their fear, clamped their legs, and did not dare to move rashly.

Many people sweated, especially the wizard who had just mentioned how to deal with Citania. They were worried that Ciel had heard what he said, and now he was shaking all over in the face of death threats.

“I have nothing to do with them,” Crates said quickly. “I was just invited.”

“Divine power…” Karsten murmured, “Now I know why we failed so badly. You’re already a god, and you’re abusing your power. It’s not fair. How can a god interfere with people.”

“Now I feel like a human again. Am I going to sit back and watch you cause harm?” Ciel said calmly, “Everyone, it’s better to understand your current situation, put your wands on the table, and call on the whole world. Surrender and surrender all your stash and plunder. Considering that you do not know what you are capable of, all movements will be punished the most severely. You are my captives, and every wizard will be judged for his crimes, Those who are not guilty of death and can survive must pay ten times the price to redeem their lives.”

“I’d rather die than this!” cried a wizard.

“Me too!”

“kill me!”

Ciel lowered the blade, giving them their wish.

Karsten’s face darkened, his fists clenched.

“…My generation is not strong enough to be raided, and it’s okay to accept fate. Only one person is innocent,” Carsten said, pointing to the corner of the table, who was trying to keep calm Ted Chuwei. “He’s one of my clan The junior, who just became an adult at the beginning of the year, has never been involved in any scourge, may you let him die.”

Ciel turned to Ted, he didn’t dare to meet Ciel’s eyes, he lowered his head, his face turned pale.

“I let you live, and you take what you see and hear to the King of Wizards,” said the Ciel. “You have heard the terms I told you, and repeat them to him. If he still refuses peace , I will advance towards him until I kill him and completely end the hatred and conflict brought by the Dragon School to Loman.”

Chapter 481 Wizard Demon

There was a long corridor in the fort, which was originally designed to receive the king, but now it was Urkilic’s favorite pastime, because it was wide and high enough.

Urkilic needs to relax.

He was too busy, his ten bodies accumulated fatigue at the same time, and the pain he suffered was beyond ordinary people.

For him, there is only one game that allows him to regulate pressure.

Two hundred civilians were tied up and evenly “sprinkled” on the stone promenade, struggling with what was going to happen next, panicking.

They were stripped of all their clothes and wriggled around naked, wriggling like hundreds of maggots.

Urkilic’s huge body entered the corridor, and the shadows covered them. When they looked up and saw this giant life with ten bodies and worm faces and moth wings, they screamed and screamed in horror.

He slowly started to move from one side, his body was pressed down, close to the ground, his arm was holding the wand, and he was crawling forward, his body weighing nearly a ton crushed the human body in the corridor, and suddenly made a crunching sound, being crushed. Their internal organs ruptured, their soft tissues burst apart, and their skulls burst open. They also obstructed each other’s position and could not escape after all.

He enjoys this feeling.

Urkilic felt that a dozen people were crushed into pieces under his body, the soft and hard were intertwined, and they were all powdered.

In his eyes, these people are like soft jars that store warm blood, and they can squirt cute juice as long as they are squeezed hard.

Urkilic reached out and smashed to death several people on both sides of him. His pale arms looked thin, but they actually had great strength. Several arms grabbed one’s head and feet, and twisted the ends like wringing clothes. Rotating in the opposite direction, the tortured person could scream and scream loudly at first, and then the voice curled into a fine cry, not a human voice, the bloody intestines slipped out of the buttocks, and the cervical vertebra cracked. .

He threw it again at will, throwing the terrifying flesh-and-blood remains against the wall, leaving behind a pool of blood and meat residue.

Accumulated restlessness and stress are reduced.

Urkilic grabbed another man, he kicked and struggled desperately, begging for forgiveness frantically, Urkilic grabbed his abdomen and pinched it hard, the man’s complexion changed greatly, and he screamed in pain. , Urkilic grasped his body vigorously, let his blood flow upwards, and then pulled out his head, huh – the blood shot straight to the ceiling, dyeing the bronze chandelier red, dripping blood continuously .

Things are finally fun, easy, and relaxing.

What a wonderful life.

Looking back to see Urkilic’s “entertainment”, people cried bitterly and squatted in the opposite direction, leaving a gap in the middle, Urkilic squirmed forward quickly, and then beat his wings hard, his deformed and slender body Rising into the air, then smashing towards the stacked crowd ahead.

boom!

The giant fell to the ground, and the flesh and blood flew. People crowded together because they fled. They were suddenly crushed and squashed by Yulkelic. A series of harsh screams exploded at the same time, and Yulkelic instantly felt twenty or thirty. Individuals exploded under their own bodies, and their entire bodies were squeezed into meat dregs, and they were glued to the people around them, making it indistinguishable from each other.

He could even feel that many people were dying, struggling under the weight of his body, making a trivial movement.

He was very excited to hit the ground with the ninth or tenth rhythm at the end, making successive sounds. At the same time, he pressed his body down. He felt that wherever he felt a slight movement, he would apply pressure wherever he was, killing the last shred of vitality.

“Ah ah-” An old man managed to avoid the crushing and screamed.

“It’s amazing that someone your age can live to this day.” Urkilic grabbed the old man with his seventh right hand.

“He will burn your karma,” the old man shouted sharply, holding out his finger, pointing at the worm-like face of Urkilic. “He is true, righteous, and powerful! He will come to destroy you!”

Urkilic smashed the old man to the ground, and the flesh and blood splattered out to both sides. The broken limbs slid on the ground and merged into the sea of blood on the other side.

The Loman people still had a savage, primitive worship, obsessed with oracles and gossip.

Urkilic deeply regretted this.

It’s okay, I’ll save them.

Deliver them from doomed and empty beliefs.

I should be like this, I am a contemporary god.

Urkilic stood tall, his head pressed against the ceiling, and the huge, hemispherical worm-eye turned in the swollen eye socket, overlooking the surrounding mountains of blood and blood.

I deserve to be in a high place and be known by the name of the Wizard King.

I should conquer all that I can see, including death.

I can’t let the stress destroy myself until I reach the end.

Seeing them flee, Urkilic felt a little relieved.

Urkilic saw several people hiding against the wall. He stretched out his hands to the left and right, grabbed them one after another, and threw them in the opposite direction, like a tender gun, watching their bodies slid through the air in parabolas. , smashed at the height of the door on the opposite side of the corridor, collided heavily, and turned into sticky blood slag.

It was at this time that Erno Yinguo pushed the door and came in, and a lot of blood flew down from the top of his head, sprinkled on him, and drenched his face.

Ah, my friend.

Urkilic smiled and crawled towards him.

Erno was Urkilic’s favorite companion. Seeing him so defiled, Jokilic immediately cast a spell, waving the Wind Whisper Wand in his fourth right hand. It can be completed in a few seconds, and simple techniques can be completed in an instant.

“The water is clear, the fluid is clean, it cleans your clothes, cleans your face, it’s quiet and joyful, it’s better.” Urkilic cast the spell.

In an instant, all the dirt and blood residue on Erno’s body were swept away, and his whole body was as clean as new, and even the dust that was contaminated before he came in was washed away.

“My king.” Erno is a very handsome wizard, with blond hair combed back to form a beautiful back head, no beard, white as jade, deep blue eyes, “I knew you were here, if you weren’t there ‘Golden Mile’, must be playing here.”

I like his looks, I like his intelligence.

Being with him relaxes my mind.

Urkilic crawled towards Erno.

Since taking this form, Urkilic has lost his desire to inherit the lineage, leaving only an appreciation for pure beauty.

“I’ve been working 70 hours straight.”

“My lord, you do need to relax,” Erno said.

“But you look preoccupied, what are you worried about?” Urkilic bent over and stroked Erno’s soft hair with his dry fifth left hand, while holding his seventh right hand, he read In Ernor’s heart, he understood the successive failures of the wizards, “Why? They failed. The Templar army marched towards Limbenburg. Ted Firstreed brought the conditions of the Shire. These unacceptable conditions made Gagging terms. Oh, why didn’t they tell me sooner? I might be able to get a finger out of him and deal with him.”

“Yes, yes. They fear you, and you shouldn’t intimidate others like that, right? Your influence can sometimes have negative effects.” Erno relayed his thoughts to Urkilic.

“You are right.”

They have been best friends since the age of five, when Urkilic didn’t look like this at all, and since he became the king of wizards, Erno has also been Urkilic’s most trusted lieutenant, leading all affairs. .

“The ‘Lovaschau’ said that Ciel was my worst opponent, and he was right,” Yulkic said. “I need the prophecy to figure out what he’s going to do.”

“Please.”

Urkilic swung his white basswood wand with his second right hand to imitate the shaman script he did not understand, and with his fourth left hand he swung a hexahedron wand to enhance the power of prophecy.

“Prophesy the truth, explore the future, reveal the unknown, reveal the hidden, Ciel Grani, the hero of the witcher, either as this, or as him, appearing to me.” Events came up one after another in Urkilic’s mind.

“What did you see?” Erno knew that the prophecy witchcraft performed by Urkilic was full of possibilities. The wizard possessed several of the most powerful and terrifying abilities, and prophecy was one of them.

Urkilic was silent.

“I saw a blaze of swords,” Urkilic said. “I saw his fate covered in the shadow of a great blade.”

[End of This Chapter]