More than a dozen hounds are tracking the scent of the witcher.

Behind them was a large group of witch hunters, at least eighty or ninety people, and the Church of Eternal Fire had brought in almost all the witch hunters who could be brought in nearby.

Behind the witch hunters were heavily armed church knights, who had a hard time leading their horses, because the dense forest was inconvenient for movement, and many of them were wearing full-body armor, and if they were to step on one foot in a place where there was standing water, the whole foot would sink into the mud.

They were swearing at a speed far lower than the witch hunters in light armor.

In the distance, many people could be seen coming, some on horseback, ready to cut off the witcher's path from behind.

This assassination made the Church of Eternal Flame look like an enraged tiger, they were the only ones who hunted down witches and witch hunters, and when was it turned around by witches and witch hunters.

Shortly after the battle of Lund, Cologne's side was immediately set on fire by the witchers.

The Church of Eternal Flame was furious and prepared to pin the witchers to the temple square in order to preserve the dignity of the entire church.

The darkness of the night provided some cover.

But there are so many people that the church is hunting down, and it is only a matter of time before the witch hunters find their tracks.

Under a lush old tree.

Fan Tesin sat down with a gasp and a very painful expression, and whispered, "I'm dying." Go first. From here over the mountain, to the south, the priests of Freya will help you. ”

The hook-nosed man crouching next to him didn't speak, but just reached out to untie the wound he had bandaged, pouring some reddish powder on the wound, where there were scars left by crossbow arrows, and most of the witchers who died in this operation were killed by crossbow arrows. The Raven School was also equipped with heavy armor, and Vantesin was slightly lucky not to be pierced in the lungs by a crossbow arrow.

"Don't talk nonsense." The strong man with the wolf's head emblem next to him picked up Fan Tesin and said in a deep voice: "Go to the valley over there." ”

"We've got to give them a little bit of color."

The barking of hounds could already be heard in the distance, and some of the witch hunters were about to catch up.

It was probably more than ten minutes later.

Two teams of witch hunters appeared nearby, they looked at the footprints left on the ground, and said in a deep voice, "Two people are not lightly injured. They went that way. ”

"Chase!"

More than twenty witch hunters quickly advanced, and behind them there was a large firelight, and the knights of the church abandoned their horses and chose to march on foot, and by this time they were about to follow.

A small valley came into view.

The witch hunters looked at the messy footprints on the ground and excitedly said, "Just ahead, they want to go up the mountain!" ”

The Church of the Eternal Flame offered an extremely large bounty.

Today, in addition to these witch hunters, there are also some bounty hunters who are also tracking Fantesin and his party, but their news is a little slower, and they can only find a way to make a detour to block their back road.

Click.

At this moment, the crisp sound of a glass bottle shattering suddenly came.

In a flash!

A terrible frost sprung up on the ground, and the frost spread rapidly, enveloping all the witch hunters in the blink of an eye, and they froze in place, turning into humanoid ice sculptures in a single breath.

Click, click, click.

There was a continuous cracking sound, and the twenty or so witch hunters turned into frozen pieces of flesh like smashed ice sculptures.

"Where did you get it? It's so powerful! The witcher from the Griffin School whispered.

The old viper gasped for a moment and said with difficulty: "A little bit of family background left over from the pit viper school. This is already the last bottle. ”

"Be careful!"

"Someone is catching up again."

Outside the valley, more than a dozen hounds stopped whimpering, no matter how much they drove away, they didn't take a step forward.

They seem to be afraid of something!

The witch hunters glanced at each other, each drew his weapon and forced it forward, and after seeing everything in front of them, many of them couldn't help but gasp, because there were pieces of flesh and blood all over the ground in front of them, all frozen into ice slag, and they didn't see a single living mouth, not even a complete humanoid silhouette.

"Attention! They're nearby. ”

A witch hunter who looked like a leader said, "Go tell those church knights to come here!" These guys are a bit tricky! ”

"They're here!" A shout came.

Then there was the sound of swords drawn, some witch hunters were loading their bows, and not far away there was a shout, and the knights of the church were rapidly approaching.

"Prepare for battle."

The strong man wearing the wolf's head emblem lowered his head and kissed the blade of his sword, his gaze slowly became firm, and he said in a deep voice: "It's a pleasure to fight side by side with you!" ”

With that, he took the lead in meeting the witch hunters.

A bloody and tragic battle broke out in an instant between a trail up the mountain, and the demon hunter was cleverly positioned, and he could also rely on the rocks to dodge the shots. But their numbers were still too small, and the disadvantage in the face of several times the enemy was obvious, and in the distance, there were knights of the church approaching.

Ahem.

Lev brandished his two-handed sword and cut off the head of the witch hunter in front of him, and then coughed up a trace of blood, he reached out and pulled out the crossbow arrow on his chest, this giant man who looked like a brown bear had at least seven or eight arrows hit by it, if it weren't for the bear school's amazing physical endurance and strong armor, he would have fallen down at this time.

"No need to keep it alive!" A cold male voice came from afar.

In the short course of the fight, the casualties of the witch hunters were not small, and the demon hunters were almost all wounded, if it weren't for the rich combat experience, I am afraid that someone would have fallen long ago.

As the words fell, the witch hunters in front of them began to retreat, and some of them brought out strange bottles and cans.

"Be careful! It's alchemy oil! The old viper shouted.

Thundered.

The Wolf Sect witcher who was blocking the intersection was instantly engulfed by an exploding flame, and Lev's brown bear-like figure was also blown away, lying on the ground and spitting out streams of blood. The alchemical oil made by the Church of Eternal Fire is very powerful, far more powerful than that made by the witchers.

Witch hunters and church knights poured in again.

The surviving witchers gritted their teeth and rose to their feet, arms in hand, ready for the final battle.

But at this time.

Bang!

Suddenly, a dull gunshot rang out, and in the next second, the whole person of the church knight who gave the order was torn apart as if it had exploded.

A bloody stump was spilled.

Fireballs appeared in the sky, accompanied by howling winds, and fireballs fell from the sky!

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