The next day, in the square where the reincarnators fought with the Count, a rally to pacify the lords was taking place, and Steward Dahl indignantly denounced the culprits of the previous night from the high platform.

"Sodagu! It is the same rampant man who, over the past year, has used his power to arbitrarily condemn civilians as infidels, and yet has colluded with the real heretics behind his back to launch a rebellion in an attempt to scorch our territory. ”

"Fortunately, the Earl saw through his plan, was prepared, asked for foreign aid, and fought hard to suppress the rebellion, but it is a pity that the Earl was brutally killed by the infidels."

"Thankfully, Miss Delicia survived....."

At the same time, in the barracks on the edge of the square, a house of the original knights, the room on the third level to the square, the reincarnation team, except for Huang Shurong, are all here.

Yuyama Jian sat on a wooden chair with his hands crossed by the window, Alexander stood aside and scanned the square with binoculars, and Song Jing and Monte drank tea at the round table inside.

"Ha~ boring!" Yuyama said with a yawn, and with his enhanced eyesight, he clearly saw Delicia sitting on the high chair behind Dahl and secretly wiping her tears.

"Then you go and look at the Earl, and let Huang relax," Alexander quipped, scanning the square.

"Well, forget it, the smell is terrible, and the apostle's spiritual pressure makes me feel very uncomfortable, and I have a disgusting feeling" Yushan Jian raised his right hand and waved softly.

"I'll go and see the Earl first, I always feel that the transformation creature like the Apostle can make me have a breakthrough in alchemy" Song Jing put down the teacup, closed the book made of human refining with his left hand, and stood up.

"Ah, it's getting more and more alike, Song Jun~" Yushan Jian thought of something and said with a smile.

"What?!" Song Jing wondered, not knowing why.

"Mad scientist, if you wear glasses that you haven't taken off before, it's even more like, and the main god's healing is also flawed," Yuyama said lightly.

"Really?" Song Jing unconsciously touched his chin and wondered.

"Well, I'll go down and take a look at the Corps," Monte, who was getting taller and taller, also stood up and gestured to Alexander, who was holding his glasses.

"Okay, okay, the magic has recovered anyway" Alexander shrugged his shoulders, put down his glasses, and used the Xuan Ring to open the portal for Song Jing, and transferred him to the warehouse where the Count was imprisoned, which was still as heavily guarded as possible to prevent the people of the territory from prying eyes.

Song Jing walked out of the portal and saw the body of the earl's fleshy monster, and Huang Shurong next to him was already waiting on the side, and on the chair next to him, there was the earl's head.

The place was no longer a bunker on the city walls, but a warehouse in the barracks, hastily emptied to accommodate the count's apostolic body, while the perimeter was heavily guarded and surrounded by soldiers with spears.

"The activity of the body has decreased" Song Jing looked at the severed head wound on the body, the previous obvious healing and peristalsis became weak, and there was still blood flowing out, almost spreading to Song Jing's feet, making the ground damp, and at the same time emitting a fishy smell.

"I want to use a healing talisman" Song Jing stepped on the blood on the ground, walked to the side of the monster's body without looking back, and said calmly.

"This is the last one, I didn't have time to make it before, and it's a little difficult to collect materials in this era" Huang Shurong took out a talisman from the pocket of his combat uniform, got up and handed it to Song Jing.

"Then its blood is like this, the spiritual materials should be able to supplement some of the materials," Song Jing asked, looking down at the dirty blood all over the ground.

"No, it's too filthy, even a sword talisman with my sword qi as the main material can't use such auxiliary materials, after all, my strengthening is biased towards the righteous path," Huang Shurong said helplessly.

"But I think there is a feasible way, my intuition tells me, is to let Yushan Jian come and purify these materials," Huang Shurong thought for a moment, and said as Song Jing pasted the talisman on Roshan.

"Really?" Song Jing also thought of this possibility.

In the nature of heaven and earth, there may be a slight difference in the name and essence of extraordinary energy such as magic, mana, and spiritual power, but in nature, they almost all describe the same thing, and only in various strengthened human bodies will they show different or even completely different properties.

When testing their abilities in the infinite space, the most powerful control of extraordinary energy was not Huang Shurong, who had the highest level of strength, but Yushan Key, who had the fourth highest number of reward points among the people.

Whether it is the talent is good, or the absolute controller of the spirit son in the Exterminator Enhancement, or the two complement each other, in short, the processing of these materials may be really feasible by the ability of the mountain key.

"Let's not talk about this for now, let's deal with this thing first, I'll have to be busy" Song Jing watched the green fluorescence in the talisman slowly spread to the entire wound on his neck, and took a closer look at this huge body.

This... Is it the dragon vein... Song Jing let go and stuck his hand on the huge fleshy strip-like arm, and on the body of this monster, he sensed a sluggish sense of rhythm, an energy, or more precisely, a kind of qi, which connected every corner of this body.

In the broken mouth of the neck, this breath began to fluctuate, and even began to break through the air where the body slowly dissipated, and vaguely felt a light breath around the wound on the neck, which should be the effect of a healing charm, and even more unexpectedly perceived a sharp breath hindering the healing of the wound.

This is a mutated dragon vein, struggling, passing... Song Jing opened his eyes excitedly, in the world of steel refining, the dragon vein is an existence that can only be perceived by alchemists, and it is thought that it is the apostle, a creature transformed from the abyss after tomorrow, that is so prominent, let himself perceive.

"It's a pity that neither the body nor the soul perceives any traces of forcible coupling, it's just like a natural life body, it's really amazing, this kind of power is worthy of the title of God," Song Jing exclaimed.

The apostles of this world were originally human beings, but they sacrificed their most precious people, gave up their humanity, and were transformed by the hand of God or the god of the abyss.

"Humph! Evil ways! You are also evil! Devil's Way! The earl on the table sneered at Song Jing and Huang Shurong with a cold heart, and he was also clear about what happened to him, they had been aiming for themselves from beginning to end, or they were themselves after becoming apostles, but hunters were also prey, and they really didn't understand what they had offended.

"Angels, four angels, or even five angels will avenge me, and I will be waiting for you below!" The eyes on the skull were bloodshot at an unusually fast pace, and the Count cursed viciously.

"Oh!" Song Jing and the others didn't care about the earl's ridicule, no matter how much they said, it was just the barking of the weak, the hand of God? Now they don't have a way to fully descend into this world, but it is the fifth god hand that Faimest cares more about the two of them, and the demon slaying ritual in the original book, which is now almost four years later, is an event that the reincarnation people in this mission world are really afraid of.

"How did you know that the fifth angel was coming?" Song Jing asked solemnly.

"Hahaha, wait, when the once-in-a-thousand-year solar eclipse comes, the angels will take your lives" The earl saw Song Jing's face heavy and smiled wantonly.

At the same time, in a dense deep forest, a group of hunters were fleeing in confusion, and they were extremely flustered after being calm at all times during the hunt.

"Old Henry, can you still hold on?" Bach, the tallest and strongest of the hunters, asked his companion as he scurried across the lush vegetation of the jungle.

"Nonsense, or else I'm still here?!" The elder Henry, who was the leader of the previous hunting team, said in a rough voice, but his chaotic breathing let his companions know that he was not in good shape.

"No, this is its ploy, if it continues like this, our physical strength will be exhausted by it" The sturdy White considered the state of the crowd and said resolutely, "We must fight back!" ”

"Hahaha, that's it, boys, it's good to have such a heart" Old Henry, dressed in wolf's clothing, laughed heartily, and then he clenched the hunting bow in his hand, "This time, I'll stay behind to stop him!" ”

"No, its sense of smell is so sensitive that it doesn't know through all of our previous disguises, so there's no point in doing so," Bach immediately retorted, having sacrificed a lot of his teammates before that, but the rest of them were still caught up by it.

"That monster! Coming soon! White on the side spoke silently, making everyone immediately alert.

"Find cover !!" White screamed as hard as he could, immediately stopping his senseless escape, and quickly hiding behind a large tree to cover his figure.

Woooo

A clear cracking sound sounded, and the sharp edge seemed to stab Bach in the back, and a sense of suffocation enveloped him.

"Ahhh

"Ahh A scream sounded, and old Henry avoided it, and his right shoulder was instantly pierced through the back by an arrow.

"Henry ——!" Bach, who was crawling towards the grass on the ground, looked back at the injured old Henry and couldn't help but lose his voice.

"I'm fine, let's go——!" Old Henry, who fell to the ground, covered his right shoulder with his right hand and yelled at Bach, "Help me take care of it..."

Phew-

Before he could finish speaking, the arrow that had been accurate pierced old Henry's throat in an instant.

"Uh-" The unfinished words could no longer be spoken, and old Henry's body collapsed to the ground.

Those unwilling eyes penetrated deep into Bach's mind, causing him to gush out of anger, "Ahhhhhh

Bach mounted his bow and arrows, and was about to get up to take revenge, when he immediately heard White shouting from behind the trees next to him, "Bach—"

This cry cleared Bach's heart, his eyes kept flowing with tears, he gritted his teeth, and quickly crawled into the grass.

The environment suddenly fell silent, and there was no more strange sound except for the original sound of nature, and the body of old Henry lay out in the wilderness.

In the middle of the sound, the sound of trampling on the branches sounded, and a man with a delicate face and only the whites of his eyes appeared in a tricorne hat of aristocratic hunting attire, and he looked at the fallen old Henry, and his nose twitched, distinguishing the smell of his prey in the smell of camouflage.

Phew-

One after another vicious arrows suddenly shot from the hidden grass on the right to the chest of the comer, only to see the enemy of Orion jumped lightly, and he had already jumped a meter to the left, but White in the grass had already expected it, and still shot the bow and arrow seriously and quickly, so that the enemy kept jumping.

Whew-

A throwing axe swirled from the nearby bushes and flew towards the comer, as a loud shout rang out.

"Death—" Bach lunged out, his eyes wide open, and another axe in his hand slashed down at the visitor's head.

The enemy raised his head, his white eyes revealing out of the shadows under his tricorneal hat, and he looked calmly at Bach's chopped axe.

Then he kicked his leg and instantly crossed the distance between the two, dodging the thrown axe, and approached Bach precisely in front of him, who seemed to White in the distance, who had crashed into Bach's arms.

'It's useless! Bach shouted in his heart, and quickly withdrew his axe with his right hand, ready to let the blade slash through the neck of his enemy.

However, the enemy, who was a head lower than Bach, raised his hand and slammed Bach's chest with a huge force.

"Quack" Bach spat out a mouthful of blood in disbelief, and he had no idea that this lean enemy had such power.

The enemy's right hand quickly pulled up the bowstring, and black hairs continued to appear at the bowstring, and quickly wriggled into a pair of normal-sized black arrows, and he let go slightly, and the arrows immediately hit Bach's chest.

The arrow pierced through his chest, dragging Bach's torso, his heel off the ground, and then falling to the ground hard, his eyes unwilling to look down on the enemy's relentless downward gaze from below, and plunged into deep darkness.

Just as Bach was shot, White in the distance immediately fled behind him, without the slightest stop.

The enemy watched as the fleeing White uttered the first words, as if he had rarely spoken, word by word:

"You... Be... Among them... The best hunter, can't let you escape"

He aimed the bow on his left hand, which had one eye embedded in it, at White horizontally, and his body swelled up like an earl's transformation, and black hairs grew rapidly from all parts of his body.

In an instant, the man became a strange apostle, a one-eyed, curved head, a special bowstring connecting the two horns, the whole like a deer, and a wolf-like animal, the man's upper body turned into a monster image with hair on its back, two horns extending to the eyebrows, scarlet eyes, and protruding canine teeth seamlessly connecting the back above the animal's hind legs, forming a creature that seemed to be symbiotic.

This image has an abrupt sense of disobedience, but also a strange sense of harmony.

If there were Samsaras here, they would undoubtedly recognize the man who would later follow Griffith next to Abarin, who was the leader of the archery unit of the New Eagle Regiment, but of course, he had not yet begun to follow Griffith.

I saw that Abayne used the large bow composed of the horns of the head of the other part of himself in front of him, as before, to pull out a sharp arrow composed of three fingers thick mane, and the one-eyed of the seated creature quickly caught the fleeing figure, and as soon as his beastly hands were released, the sharp arrow immediately broke out of the string, leaped hundreds of meters away, and successively penetrated through the trees, and accurately shot at White, who was running hard.

"Everyone..."White, who vomited blood, rolled forward in embarrassment, muttering unwillingly, and before his body stopped, black spikes stabbed out of his body abruptly, and he couldn't die anymore.

Abain, who had dealt with the last prey, was just about to leave, but suddenly looked up at the broken sky blocked by leaves, as if listening to what he said.

In a moment, Abain bowed his head and confessed to the being at infinity:

"Yes, sir!"

Then he lifted his steps and walked into the depths of the forest, the corners of his mouth raised, as if he had encountered something interesting, and his figure disappeared into the shadows.