Chapter 132: The Demon Hunter
"Where did you get the weapon in your hand?" Bai Wan'er's eyes were red, the fingers pinched together had begun to turn blue, and her eyes were firmly fixed on the ink blade in the knife hand and said.
Dao looked at Bai Wan'er who walked over slowly, a little unclear, did she know or had seen the ink blade before?
At this time, the knife took a closer look at Bai Wan'er's face for the first time, white and delicate, born with a coldness, but the strength in the eyebrows was like plum blossoms blooming in winter, lonely and stunning.
"Whew~."
Suddenly, Bai Wan'er's footsteps suddenly stopped, and a powerful earth attribute power erupted in the air, and the ink blade in the knife hand seemed to be stimulated by something, and frantically radiated the ink lines outside, gathering in front of Bai Wan'er.
She was still walking towards the knife when she suddenly felt a fierce aura appear in the air, attacking her waist, and the power of the earth attribute instantly condensed on the surface of her body, and a set of defensive armor appeared on Bai Wan'er's body.
At this time, a white sword light appeared out of thin air in front of him, and the power of the earth attribute in front of him was like a fragile wooden plank, which could only be slightly blocked, and it did not have much effect.
Bai Wan'er's face changed greatly, he didn't expect that the earth attribute armor that he usually endured to survive was so fragile, and he didn't know where it was not far away, and the shadows kept flashing and shooting madly in the direction of Bai Wan'er.
Without the protection of the earth attribute armor, Bai Wan'er will wither in a moment, Bai Wan'er can feel the fierce aura on her waist through her clothes, just in order to condense the earth attribute armor, she has wasted the best time to dodge, do you want to be here? Bai Wan'er slowly closed her eyes and gave up resistance, and the scenes between him and Xiao Ou kept appearing in her mind.
"All the afterlife, I'm still waiting for you." All the thoughts, all the unwillingness, finally turned into a sentence of hope for the afterlife.
The pain that was already coming from her waist, Bai Wan'er frowned, she knew that it would be over soon.
And the knife heart was already surprised, the ink blade in his hand trembled wildly, and more and more ink-colored silk threads appeared in the sky, and suddenly in an instant, the ink-colored silk threads that appeared converged in front of Bai Wan'er.
Only then did everyone see the monster that attacked Bai Wan'er, and the inky silk thread caught a monster similar to a mutant mantis beast in the invisible air like a fishing net.
The monster's whole body was wrapped in ink-colored silk threads, and it looked like it was wearing an ink-colored coat, and the wrapped monster wanted to continue to attack Bai Wan'er, but the ink-colored silk threads were like tight hoops, tightly contracting.
There was a crisp click, and the entire mantis monster was strangled into countless pieces by a coat made of inky silk threads, scattered on the ground.
Seeing this scene, the figure shooting in the air turned in a direction and hid among the trees, Bai Wan'er's closed eyes opened again, the clothes on her waist had been torn, blood flowed outward, and the power of the earth attribute shrouded the wound.
"Not dead." Langxin's face was extremely solemn, and he could even see that he was helpless, he had been cut into countless pieces, and he couldn't die, could it really be as the people from the Purple Star Academy said, four-dimensional creatures couldn't be killed?
The monster that appeared just now kept circling around them, then disappeared again, and now it appeared directly, if it weren't for the sword light that appeared in the air, probably no one would have noticed the attack.
This time it can, but what about next time? Langxin glanced at Huixin, and was a little scared in his heart.
"What are we supposed to do?" The inexplicable attack instantly made the surrounding atmosphere extremely tense, Tianxin and Bai Wan'er, and even everyone looked at the knife, wanting to know the answer.
"Run."
The ink blade in the knife hand returned to normal, without any hesitation or hesitation, saying something that they had never thought of before.
Demons can't be killed, at least not now, maybe the master can, you all saw the attack just now, only at the moment of their attack can we be detected, we can fight back, maybe now the demons are by our side now, but they didn't attack, we don't know where they are at all. ”
"And where are they?" Hui Xin opened his mouth and asked.
"The node space is what you call the sub-four-dimensional space, and the enchantment of the four-dimensional space can only be broken by high-level four-dimensional creatures like Adama, and these low-level demons can only hide in the node space to attack us if they can't return to the four-dimensional space."
Dao didn't expect that the monster that the master didn't encounter was encountered by him, and he didn't expect that the monster turned out to be a four-dimensional creature, so difficult.
"Only the king of the sub-four-dimensional space can enter for a short time, and he can cross the entire space in an instant, and it is useless to escape anywhere." There is only one word difference between the sub-four-dimensional space and the four-dimensional space, but it is not something they can involve, and Tianxin knows this very well.
"There." The knife's eyes were now pitch black, like the color of inky threads emanating from the blade.
The thin ink-colored threads emitted by the ink blade in the blade of the blade were no longer as chaotic as they had been when the four-dimensional creature first appeared, but began to retract into the ink blade, and when it came out of the ink blade again, it became an extremely thin silk thread.
The thread slowly lengthened, heading deeper into the forest, as if to guide them again.
"This way." The silk threads emanating from the ink blade in the ink-colored eyes were abnormally clear, and the knife walked in front alone, followed by the others.
"Be careful." After just a few steps, the ink blade in the knife hand only slashed into the air, and no one saw anything in the air, but the metal symphony was extremely harsh.
Tianxin glanced back at Langxin, and the eyes of the horned pupils in Langxin's eyes had been brought into full play, the red eyes looked like bleeding pupils, and from time to time bloody tears continued to slide from the corners of the eyes.
"Nothing." Langxin didn't find anything in his eyes, he didn't find anything before the ink blade in his knife hand slashed into the air, and Langxin knew that his Horned Pupil Eye had not yet fully developed, or that his Horned Pupil Eye was just beginning to show its edge.
If the eye of the horned pupil can be as large as that of the first generation of prophets, Langxin is sure that he can see the four-dimensional creatures hidden in the sub-four-dimensional space.
Langxin knows what Tianxin means, Tianxin doesn't want to put his fate on the knife, after all, it's not my race, its heart will be different, if there are several four-dimensional monsters suddenly attacking, the knife will choose to flow humans or earth centrists, and the result goes without saying that they know.
The path that the knife led in front of him had no path to say, turning left for a while, turning right for a while, and taking a few steps back from time to time, it looked like a route that he could take at will.
However, although the route of the knife belt was attacked by four-dimensional creatures from time to time, there were never more than three of them attacking together, so although the atmosphere was tense, there were no casualties.
Ye Bai held the Shocking Knife tightly in his hand, and just now it was one of the few attacks launched by two four-dimensional creatures, and one of the attacks was directed at him.
The knife was distracted by the attack of the first four-dimensional creature, and when the ink blade in his hand showed that another four-dimensional creature had appeared, it was too late to alert Ye Bai.
At that time, Ye Bai didn't feel anything at all, until the attack came less than ten centimeters away from his throat, and the terrifying knife in his hand began to draw out the power of the attributes in his body like crazy, and with a bang, Ye Bai's consciousness seemed to have been bombarded by a (bomb).
When consciousness was restored again, only no less than five war paints on the Thrilling Knife were slowly dissipating.
"Alright, here we go." The inky silk thread in the knife eye had disappeared, and he didn't know what place this was, let alone whether the four-dimensional creature still existed, but he could only choose to believe in the ink blade and choose to believe in his master.
As soon as she arrived at the place, before the knife's highly concentrated attention was relaxed, Bai Wan'er walked over.
"Where did you get the weapon in your hand?" is still this sentence, Bai Wan'er just almost gave her life for the answer to this question, and now she asks this question again.
With swarthy eyes, looking at the crazy woman in front of him, he didn't know why Bai Wan'er was so fascinated by this matter, and he hadn't heard the master say that he had any family members.
The knife stared at Bai Wan'er, Bai Wan'er's cold eyes also looked at the knife, and the knife only then realized that Bai Wan'er's eyebrows were somewhat similar to the master.
In the impression of the knife, the master has always been unkempt, the beard is always a little dark chin, only the sorrow between the eyebrows, regret, the knife is still fresh in my memory.
"It was left to me by the master." There was a faint guess in the heart of the knife, and the eyes that looked at Bai Wan'er changed a little.
"Who is your master?" Bai Wan'er didn't get the answer she already wanted, and her tone became more and more questioning.
Dao shook his head and said, "We don't have names, neither the master nor I, the master only told me that we were born in troubled times, between the hell of slaying demons, and we are demon hunters. ”
The words of the knife were light and faint, but they were a little high-spirited and proud.
"Demon hunters?" Ye Bai had another question in his heart, he knew the mutant beast, but he had never heard of the demon.
"Sure enough, it's him." When Bai Wan'er heard this ranking, her heart finally relaxed, and her face was full of misery.
"And where is he now?" Name? The Demon Hunter had a name, and perhaps the name Knife was chosen at random by himself.
"Dead."
The master said that there is no need to be sad for him, because their profession has been destined to be lonely since its birth, for thousands of years, in each generation, there will only be one demon hunter, he doesn't know if there are demons in this world, but when the ink blade in his hand lights up again, it is the beginning of the lonely battle of the demon hunter.
"Dead? How can it be? Bai Wan'er's eyes turned red, and she couldn't believe what the knife said.
"The master left me the ink blade before leaving, and told me that if he didn't come back after half a year, there was no need to wait for him, he wouldn't come back, if there was a chance in the future, go to the Heavenly Demon Abyss to find his body and take it to a family surnamed Bai at the guard station in the northeast corner of Muyang City."
When Bai Wan'er heard the family surnamed Bai, her head slammed, her whole body took a few steps back, and she said, "How is it possible?" No way, my mother said my father would come back. ”