The heavily armed orcs rampaged through the city like tanks, and the fragile walls of human buildings could not stop the destruction of the large weapons in the hands of the orcs.

Walls were shattered, buildings were destroyed, and the deviants who were hiding inside were driven out by the orcs, regardless of men and women, young and old, and the orcs strictly followed the orders of the demon hunters to distinguish each other by the degree of mutation.

If there is no mutation, stand on the left, and if the mutation is not serious, stand on the right.

Those who are so badly mutated that they are not humanoid are to be summarily terminated.

Those who have the intent to attack are to be summarily executed.

Those who lose their sense of self are summarily executed.

Heminsk watched as fifty heavily armored samurai cleared a street of people in just ten minutes with astonishing efficiency, and the apprentice of Seris, the chief Aragon, did not even blink an eye.

"Name? Age? What are the specialties? The apprentice was like a grim reaper walking on earth, coldly sweeping over the shivering survivors, recording each other's news on paper.

Then, according to his own judgment, he cleanly killed one life after another that could not be saved, without mercy, but with great determination.

Hemensk himself had been tested countless times and had slowly adapted to such a life with amazing experience, but the apprentice had only been a demon hunter for less than a year, and if it wasn't for the other party's heart like steel, there was something else that supported him.

Or it could be both.

In front of Xu Yichen, there were three hundred and nine lucky ones who had been screened, and there were even more corpses on the ground.

Shocked by such a tragic situation, Ciria couldn't even hold her weapon steadily, and subconsciously stood behind Master Hemminsk.

"Ciria, come here and organize these people to line up, we need to hurry, every minute of delay will be a few more people who are irretrievable." Xu Yichen took out a whole box of spirits from the space equipment and poured them into a large vat one by one.

It was used by the residents of Anthony Grand Port City to store fresh water, and now it has been given a new mission to make an antidote.

That's right, Xu Yichen felt that his blood might work, and he planned to use these people in front of him to do an experiment, if it had the best effect, if it didn't work, it would be a pity.

The sharp dagger left a deep wound on Xu Yichen's leather-solid skin, and his [Advanced Regeneration] ability gave him a new level of control over his body, and when he didn't want a wound to heal, this self-healing ability would be limited.

This saved him from the stupidity of constantly mutilating himself as before, and the fresh blood burned on the touch of the chaotic air, and the silver flames made the deformers retreat in fear, but the strong orcs behind them were like a wall.

Silver flames flowed into the spirit, burning above the liquid, turning a pale red as the Demon Hunter stirred, like an oversized cocktail.

"Does it work?" Heminsk vaguely heard about the particularity of Xu Yichen's blood, and asked a little nervously, no one is more willing to see a city can be saved than him, that will make his soul peaceful.

"I hope it works, do me a favor, and pick someone who is fairly normal to try." Xu Yichen glanced at the demon hunter.

Heminsk nodded, and walked around the survivors, picking out a girl who didn't seem to have any mutations, and she looked blankly ahead, as if she hadn't recovered from the panic.

The Demon Hunter felt that the girl looked a little like his sister, and he sincerely hoped that the apprentice's methods would work and give the poor people a way to live.

Like a chicken, Heminsk carried the emaciated girl out of the crowd, pinched the girl's face with his fingers, forcing the other to open his mouth.

"Let's get started." Heminsk felt a little nervous, he couldn't remember the last time he was nervous.

When Pastor Thomas Ward arrived at the scene, he saw such a scene.

A group of civilians were surrounded by a group of heavily armored greenskins, panicked, a cauldron of silver flames shining on two armored demon hunters, and a poor girl was coerced into wanting to swallow a handful of flames.

Ms. Waukin, bless me! Pastor Shangyin once thought that he was too late, these people had already surrendered to Chaos and were holding some cult ritual.

At that moment, Thomas Ward's eyes moistened, like the crotch of his pants.

As the silver flames were swallowed by the girl, the originally quiet victim suddenly let out a scream that could shatter the glass!

Pastor Shangyin was also screaming in fright! Hell, he feels like he's in for nowhere!

Xu Yichen looked very painful when he saw the girl struggling in the hands of the demon hunters, but her eyes were moving, and she was changing from a puppet back to a human.

The girl's body shrank into a ball suddenly, and the quick-eyed Hemminsk immediately carried the girl in other directions, and the next second the girl spit out a large black object.

The thing fell to the ground like a punctured insect egg, and its seven or eight centimeter-long, black line-like bodies twitched constantly, and then turned into ashes.

After throwing up, the girl screamed unabated, and she tore at the sleeve of her right arm as if there was a flame burning there.

Xu Yichen rolled up the girl's sleeve, where a piece of skin the size of a palm had turned reddish-brown, blisters kept emerging and bursting, and silver flames came out of it.

With a sword, Heminsk shaved off the injured musculature on the girl's arm, and the pieces of flesh that fell to the ground quickly turned into thick water.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief and fainted cleanly.

But the screaming continued, and the Priest Shangyin's heartfelt performance attracted the attention of the orcs.

Xu Yichen sighed, stretched out his hand and looked at the girl's eyes: "I think she's fine, let's treat the trauma first, it looks like the result is not bad." ”

Hemminsk glanced at the [War Scourge] next to Xu Yichen, and then looked at his long sword: "What are you going to do if I don't have a sword?" ”

"Amputation." Xu Yichen didn't even raise her head: "You're not helping her by doing this, now we lack doctors and healers, large-scale trauma can easily lead to infection, the wound healing time is longer, and she needs a longer time to recuperate, and she probably won't live to heal herself." ”

"He doesn't look like he's here to trouble you, we're not short of healers." Seeing that the priest had regained his composure, Heminsk calmly patted the soil on his body, and smirked at himself: "It seems that you must have beaten them up before, good job apprentice, re-introduction, my name is Hemmingsk, a hunter of the wolf school." ”

Xu Yichen laughed: "My name is Xu Yichen, an apprentice of the Wolf School. ”

Hemminsk's smile suddenly became less natural.