"It's far from it, it's just getting started." The samurai looked up and drank the wine from the jug, as if to see through Alex's thoughts: "What I see now is only the aftermath. ”

Yes, the scene in front of them reminded the demon hunters and the female warriors of the last time the cultists of Nurgle tried to open the void rift in that small warehouse.

Compared with the scenes created by Nurgle's followers, these scenes in front of them have been very softened if the psychological hints are removed.

The Demon Hunter at the front of the group was like a flaming torch, illuminating the surrounding environment five meters away in the darkness.

And Tang Sanzang, the warrior monk at the end of the team, was also echoing in the sound of scriptures, exuding a comfortable golden shimmer around his body.

"Has Master Sanzang also had contact with Chaos before?" The voice of the demon hunter came from the front, and the flaming sword in his hand left traces in the darkness.

Countless branches with human arms and bushes with baby's fingers scattered were wiped out in the flames, but the Demon Hunter's expression did not change, and the tone of his voice remained the same.

Tang Sanzang paused his scriptures, but the light around him did not dissipate, and he said in a gentle voice: "I have encountered it a few times, but it is not as big as the scene here, there are many strange people and righteous people in Middle-earth, and few evil demons and monsters can cause large-scale destruction. ”

Xu Yichen nodded imperceptibly, not far in front of him, an exceptionally tall white bone dead tree towered, and a green-skinned and blood-covered tree stood in front of the tree, his eyes as big as copper bells.

The thick machete in Greenskin's hand had been chopped like a jagged tooth, and he still roared with rage: "aaagh! Orcs, war! Fight to the death! ”

Then a monster that was far taller than Greenskin, with sharp fangs, strange horns that pierced into the sky, and flexible anti-jointed legs, as if it had been skinned, jumped from the bone tree.

The huge two-handed slashing sword with an incomparably bloody aura split the roaring green skin in two from the center, and the blood splattered in all directions to bathe the crimson skin of the monster.

The monster had a human expression that could easily be discerned from the look of pleasure on that terrifying face.

The greenskinned corpse fell to the ground and turned into a pool of black-red blood, seeping into the ground and disappearing.

"A bloodletter?" The Demon Hunter said to himself in an uncertain voice, the monster in front of him reminding him of a monster his teacher had described when he was talking about Chaos.

Unlike other Chaos Demons, the Bloodletter appears in this world much more often than other monsters, and since the Chaos invasion of this world, it has been possible to summon such monsters that are born purely for killing in all places where there have been terrible wars.

They are warlike by nature, thirsting for blood just as much as the gods they serve, Lord of Skulls, Lord of War and Killing, God of Blood, revered as the Great Being of Sadomasochism.

They are all the most ferocious of slayers, their muscular limbs known for their ferocious assault and thirst for war—they are unstoppable, and anyone who dares to stand in their way will be torn to pieces by their terrible power.

The tall bloodletter, with angry, blood-red, pupilless eyes, looked at the group of demon hunters, and raised the huge decapitating sword that was three meters long with one hand.

The other claw, with sharp nails, stretched out one of his fingers, slowly slashed across his neck, and provocatively showed his fangs at Xu Yichen.

Then, to everyone's surprise, the bloodletter, after provoking, slowly disappeared into the darkness, and did not launch a fierce attack on the players.

"Interesting, it seems that we met a hospitable host." A smile appeared on the corner of the Demon Hunter's mouth, and he strode forward.

Xu Yichen was not satisfied with the environment here, but after experiencing the disgusting battle in Nurgle Garden and the indescribable battle scene with Sister Slaanesh, the Demon Hunter who faced the chaos again said that he was satisfied with both the battlefield and the enemy.

The Great Lord of Skulls is terrifying, you are simply the conscience of the Chaos Realm, the aesthetic responsibility, and the Demon Hunter silently praised his enemies in his heart.

Beside him, the female warrior is also full of battle spirit, the expression of the opponent in chess, it seems that the red thing is more violent than the green skin, which is deeply in line with the taste of the female warrior!

And Li Yanlong and Ranger, who accompanied the demon hunters to participate in several battles against Chaos, quickly adapted to the surrounding environment.

Wang Yue and Alex, who faced chaos for the first time, showed obvious discomfort, if they hadn't been standing in the safe zone artificially created by the demon hunter and warrior monk Tang Sanzang, they would have already been affected by the aura of chaos and lost their minds.

Master Sanzang's apprentice, Feng Wuyi, showed an extremely high resistance to chaos, and was almost not affected by any of the surrounding aura belonging to the Lord of the Skull, and seemed to be at ease.

In the former greenskinned camp, there was no trace of the greenskins for a long time, and under the influence of the strange blood mist around them, the greenskins did not even leave a corpse.

The only evidence of its existence was the black-red blood in that place, the Fangs Growler stood in a pool of blood covered in blood, and the tattoo on his back emitted a dazzling blood light, like a flag, a banner belonging to the Blood God!

As the growler chanted an unknowable incantation in an unknown language, the pool of blood on the ground began to boil, and large bubbles poured out from the depths of the pool.

A blood-colored vortex appeared centered on the Fangs Growler, who stood motionless as if he were standing on a mirror, unaffected by the whirlpool beneath his feet.

As the vortex gradually expanded, a crack with a diameter of about ten meters leading to the subspace was torn open, and on the other side of the vortex, a bloody and crazy aura rushed to the face.

"Ahhh!!hhh A green skin that had escaped from the camp and was hiding behind a tree to rest suddenly let out a terrible scream, and its originally strong muscles swelled again!

More than one of the surviving greenskins was mutated at the same time, their bodies stretched like balloons with a strange, painful expression on their faces.

The skin crackled under this pressure, and the red blood that did not belong to them burst out of the body in a mist, and the long horns pierced through the flesh, and the bones and joints twisted in a crackling sound.

With a roar, the greenskins disappeared one by one, and only a bloodletter demon from Chaos and a decapitating sword was left standing on the ground.