Ringer's indifferent, indifferent answer made Simslan look sideways.

Yes.....

Someone was screaming in mid-air.

Boom!

A policeman fell from the upper floor.

It fell under Ringer's eyelids, his body was in a large shape, leaving a large character on the snow, and Ringer looked at it: "It's over." ”

"Rasputin, you hate the police?"

"I hate bad cops."

"Me too, tell me why you're not afraid."

"I have God protection, what about you, you have more guts than I am."

"A very apt metaphor, tell me, you summoned these undead?" ”

Ringer also looked sideways: "You know they are undead?" ”

The white-skinned weirdos have been surrounded, and the water is impassable.

Boom!

Another policeman fell from the roof of the building, hitting a century-old weirdo.

In the snow, it is in the shape of a cross.

The freaks' offensive rhythm was temporarily blocked, and they stepped back a bit, looking up at the rooftop.

Ringer stood on tiptoe again and said, "There's one left." ”

Simslan replied later, "No, two." ”

"Shabonny is not in the church, one."

Simslan looked at him with a smile on his face.

Ringer understood.

"Do you have to kill me, I'm innocent. It's immoral for you to do this, how will you mix it up in the future? ”

Diana stepped forward, her sword in her hand, unsheathed.

The undead are on display, and Diana moves forward steadily with her sword.

She went further, and the undead took a step back.

After five steps, she stood still, her left hand clenched into a fist, and her right hand sword held horizontally.

Heroine, her beauty and long sword make for a perfect momentum picture.

Beauty is worthless in the eyes of the strange man in white, her sword is the existence of the Holy Dao, Ringer doesn't know if the description of the Holy Dao will be too exaggerated, but it will not be about the same.

The long sword was extremely thin, like a crystal fragment, graceful and clear, and the dense charm carvings on the sword body were like stars running, flashing a faint and strange blue light.

There is no moonlight tonight, where does the light come from?

Ringer didn't want to guess.

The faint eerie blue light made him uncomfortable, it called death and distantness superimposed palpitations.

It must be sharper than any blade, he thought.

"You know we can get out, right?"

Ringer smiled lightly: "Yes, those who dare to go to the Ghost Dark Forest and can do things in the palace do not have the slightest ability, I will despise you, before I am killed by you, Demon Hunter, please satisfy my curiosity, if my estimate is right, you should have met this kind of undead in the Ghost Dark Forest." ”

"Yes, be too smart, you'll die even worse."

"What else did you find in the Dark Forest?"

"A tower, a very strange tower, like a pyramid, I suspect it's the summoning formation of the undead summoner."

"Have you been in?"

"Nope."

"Do you think the Undead Summoning Formation was built by the descendants of the Siberian Khanate?"

Simslan paused: "Who the hell are you?" ”

Boom!

Michal fell from the roof of the building, in a circle, and hit his head first.

"Almost, let's get started, witcher, please show what you can do."

The white-skinned monster suddenly attacked, and Diana was surrounded like an angel in the middle of a group of demons.

The long sword swung out, slashing out blue light, and after the sword wind, three white-skinned monsters fell, and layers of black smoke were emitting from their bodies, writhing violently, just like the painful struggle after being burned by the fire of the fire elves last time.

The long sword is cold, which does not mean that the person holding the sword is as stable as a mountain, and Diana is in danger.

Valery shouted, brandished his long knife, and rushed into the center of the siege, back-to-back with Diana.

"You're all left."

Simslan took off his clothes, revealing rock-like muscles.

"Go and kill their undead summoner! You have a way. ”

His skin was crackling and crackling, revealing brown and golden hair, his head was changing, and in the blink of an eye it was a strange head with fangs, and his body was incomparably large, it seemed to be one, werewolf?

Simslan joins the warband, and the white-skinned monsters are sent flying in the air by his giant fist, and their bodies are torn into pieces by Simslan.

Black blood flies, and the stench is stinking.

Ringer gave a thumbs up, picked up a scimitar, and Michal's gun, and went out of the church under the cover of Simslan.

He knew Simslan's intentions, and if he didn't kill the undead summoners, they would have endless undead.

Unexpectedly, he ran into a knowledgeable person again, is it a peer, it seems not, it's a freak, a freak in the fucking movie world.

Where the necromancer hid, Ringer's first thought was the abandoned castle across the street from the church.

Only that location is best for summoning the undead.

Only that position can most appropriately arrange the summoning formation, so many undead, without the formation, it can't be summoned. Ringer firmly believes that the undead summoner must be a white-eyed old man in the Ghost Dark Forest.

Outside the church, there were several dazed sled dogs, they were lucky, when they were feeding, they were untied, they escaped from the church, and those sled dogs that did not untie the lass were all stoned to death by the white-skinned monsters.

They seemed to be slaughtered, showing no sign of fighting back, and their limbs trembled with fear at the sight of the white-skinned monster.

Ringer felt towards the castle, he wasn't sure if he would be able to kill the white-eyed old man, or if he would be killed by his opponent.

The Holy Dao is more like an extremely thin crystal fragment, which is almost impossible to find if you lay it flat. It was somehow with the moonlight, and Will understood that the sword was sharper than any razor.