The silver-haired witch's face was frosty: "This place was covered by the land of chaos before, but it just devoured some grass, trees, insects and beasts, even those green skins are simple-minded creatures, once there are humans who are more likely to be bewitched by chaos and stray, the consequences are unimaginable!" ”

"Before you risk your life, can you think about those who put their hopes in you?" Ephilar squinted at the dark-haired man in front of him, the man who was constantly messing with the future.

The originally frozen line of fate became more and more chaotic with his appearance, and most importantly, the witch could faintly see that in the entire world, countless erratic future fragments were constantly forming and shattering.

But no one, like this man, can cause such fluctuations.

Because of this, Ephilar did his best to convince the Witch Federation through Artea to increase their investment in the Demon Hunter Organization after it suffered a heavy blow.

"Well, fortunately, we spotted the crisis ahead of time this time." The warrior monk Tang Sanzang looked relieved, and the master Sanzang, who was engaged in the religious industry, knew that the seven emotions and six desires of human beings were the best nourishment for chaos.

Xu Yichen turned a deaf ear to the witch's words, and he felt an unknown force gradually become active from the inside of his body, joining the already chaotic battlefield.

This power comes completely from his body, far beyond the attribute points of ordinary people, piling up a quite powerful body, and the vitality from the cells spontaneously perceives the power that exudes a bloody breath in the body.

The warband's talent, [Flesh Refining], brings this power together, reinforcing the body on which human beings rely for survival all the time, although it is almost undetectable, but its effect is indeed real.

The Silent Nun, who had followed the two witches, appeared in front of them with her captive, the Witch covered in dirt and fallen leaves.

Apparently the Silent Nun did not have much patience when she was in a hurry.

Celestein frowned at the gray forbidden area behind the Demon Hunter, and the disgust from her soul made her subconsciously call the name of the Holy Witch King to protect herself.

"Alright, we're here too, can you let me sit down and rest for a while!" The Demonic Woman's hands were bound together by the vines that Sister Silent had temporarily chopped off, proving that some unpleasantness had happened between the two of them in the forest.

Celestein ignored the Shapeshift's complaints, and the cunning woman appeared to be cooperative in front of everyone, mixed in with some modest resistance.

But Celestein knew that this spy, who had been lurking in the Sisters for an unknown amount of time, and had almost climbed to the position of Chief Scribe Nun, was a thoughtful fellow.

Every word she spoke, every expression she made, was paralyzing others, including her former colleagues, the witches of the Witch Federation.

From the day the Federation failed to save her, the woman no longer saw the witch as her own, and Celestein accurately grasped the apostate's psychological changes.

This is also the main reason why she has never made a killer against the Shapeshifter, and instead of killing a witch, it is better to see what choice she will make in the end.

"Wait." Sister Silence walked up to Xu Yichen's side, and Celestein smelled a stench of chaos on the man in front of her.

Although it was faint, it still couldn't escape the eyes of the Silent Nun.

Selistein stepped forward and unexpectedly grabbed the blood-soaked garment of the Demon Hunter, which had been cut several times, and tore it open!

This dress was burned by the [Pure Fire], and the warrior monk beside the demon hunter could be sure that there was no trace of chaos left, but the torn clothes made the warrior monk's eyes widen.

At the position of Xu Yichen's chest, with the heart as the center, the black lines radiate outward like a tattoo, constantly spreading outward, and then dissipating!

And Xu Yichen didn't know about it! HE CHECKED HIS STAT BAR, AND ALTHOUGH IT MARKED A CRITICAL INJURY STATUS, THERE WAS ABSOLUTELY NO CHAOS-RELATED DEBUFF.

"Is it reasonable to return to a gathering place with a large number of mortals as soon as you come into contact with Chaos?" Sister Silence's sword rests on the Demon Hunter's neck, "I seriously doubt that your mind has been bewitched by Chaos. ”

After the battle, Xu Yichen subconsciously wanted to return to his territory, and his teammates had no awareness of isolation at all.

This is not normal, because it is not the first time that Vitoria and Xu Yichen themselves have participated in the battle against Chaos, and even the ranger Ji Wanbing has been baptized by the priest of the church along with other professionals who participated in the battle in the lower city to ensure that he will not be polluted.

The first time the Demon Hunter engaged in a hand-to-hand battle with the believers of Nurgle in the rift of the subspace, in order to prevent the disease cultivated by the evil god from being inadvertently spread, he stayed in the closed circle for twenty-four hours, undergoing a non-stop disinfection process.

This time, no one was aware of it.

Especially Xu Yichen himself, it seems that his awareness of this aspect has been erased in his brain, and he simply checked the attribute bar and felt that he had no sequelae.

"You're right, I was fooled." Out of the area corrupted by gray matter, in the forest, the sunlight was once again blocked by the leaves, and in the somewhat dim light, the figure of the demon hunter with his head down entrenched in the shadows looked extremely oppressive.

Completely ignoring her neck, Sister Silence's sword, severed and placed on her sides, threw her torn clothes to the ground.

Xu Yichen knelt on his knees, closed his eyes, and said to the warrior monk beside him: "Master Sanzang, I'm sorry for you, tell them to camp here and quarantine after inspecting this area." ”

The warrior monk nodded, nodded to the witches, bowed to the silent nun again, turned and disappeared into the jungle, in the land of the Song people, Master Sanzang had never been in contact with chaos, and he did not find anything abnormal, and almost made a big mistake.

Ephilar pressed his palm to the Demon Hunter's chest, and an impulse to make people go crazy suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.

The witch's cold fingers calmed the demon hunter's somewhat fluctuating emotions a little, and he looked up at Celestein: "I owe you a favor this time. ”

Sister Silent nodded indifferently: "I'll keep an eye on you, if you can't dispel this chaotic aura, I hope you can accept death calmly." ”

"Naturally, you don't bother." The Demon Hunter closed his eyes and entered [Meditation].