"This guy ......"

Beirut watched Tessa flash in front of him, galloping straight at the dreadbeast, and killing it instantly, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, and sighed convincingly:

"It's not a speed-type spell, but it's running so fast...... It's remarkable. ”

This rugged-looking, tall, red-haired man is the captain of Team 4 appointed by Evan, and holds the spell of Seth, the god of fire and drought, and his telekinesis is on par with Tessa's.

He wore a black willow-leaf armor with fine, lightweight armor that covered all vital parts, and a pair of silvery-white metal arm guards on his forearms. On either side of the spiked shoulder armor, there was a gap hollowed out, and two red flames flickered in it.

"A small town, with so many dreadbeasts, is the mythical end of the world really coming?"

Beirut sighed and lowered his head, then quickly raised it again, his pupils shot out, and his tone became combative:

"However, it is not worth it to be able to fight side by side with the Inquisitor!"

The Demon Hunter spread, took a few vertical leaps with all his strength, and immediately crossed a distance of hundreds of meters, approaching the junction of the black fog and the current realm, and plunged into it without hesitation.

Whoosh——!

A burst of light swirled in the air, and a blazing red flame instantly ignited on his body, and the black armor pieces snapped together loudly, and the delicate holy book body appeared on the surface of the armor, and his breath was bright and extinguished......

"Purifying Flame!"

Upon entering the Black Mist, he immediately summoned a furious rain of fire, thousands of fireballs whistling out from the dark red light film that twisted and opened, mercilessly bombarding evil things and splashing boiling magma on the filthy earth.

"Huh!?"

The next moment, the witcher immediately lowered his head and tilted half of his body down, and the sixth sense brought by the powerful telekinesis commanded him, and he moved at a speed beyond consciousness.

Whoosh——!

The moment Beirut lowered his head, he felt a sharp blade pass overhead, and the cold and incomparably tough blade swept by a fraction of a second, slicing off half of the feathers on his helmet.

"What's that!?"

He looked sideways with palpitations, only to see a slender tentacle with serrated edges, piercing through the depths of the black mist, swirling and cutting a fan-shaped arc in the air, and then quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Then in the next moment, more slender tentacles pierced through, as if the sea anemones at the bottom of the sea released thousands of red threads, and the witcher avoided them, and was immediately wrapped in dense flesh-colored thin blades. And the ensuing drag, with the power of ten thousand jun, fiercely pushed Beirutra into the depths of the black fog, and in the depths of the darkness, you can even see a hideous mouthpiece opening and closing.

"Don't you think about it!"

The witcher grinned, straightened his back sharply, and let his bones let out an overwhelmed wail, and then the holy book on his armor burned densely, and his whole body was enveloped in a dazzling red light. He let out an angry roar from his chest, pulled his hands back, stepped on the footprints between the rise and fall of his legs, and was actually slowly retreating!

There was a wicked wail from the black mist, and a huge arc quickly uplifted, as if some behemoth was emerging from the mist.

"Break it for me!"

Just as the Dreadbeast's body seemed to be out of shape, Beirut's body spun sharply, and his right arm was raised high, instantly coated with a layer of magma.

Sneer——!

The dark red hand knife slashed down in the air, cutting out a red ray, directly cutting off all the tentacles.

Whoosh——!

In an instant, the freed witcher immediately galloped out, spanning a distance of tens of meters at a speed that the naked eye could not catch, and smashed into the dreadbeast with a fist wrapped in flames.

However, just as he was about to touch the evil thing, his fist was suddenly stopped—the pitch-black spherical barrier condensed and formed, firmly protecting the dreadbeast within. The moment the Witcher's flaming iron fist slammed into the barrier, shattering ripples splashed in all directions, stirring up a strong wind that burned in flames around it.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew!"

Beirut didn't give up, his face under his armor grew more and more hideous, his pupils burning, and glowed a dark red like magma. The surface of the armor seems to be cracked in the ground, and there is a faint flow of lava in the cracks.

Sneer——!

In the barrier of negative energy condensation, the old technique was repeated to shoot out thin blades, but this time as soon as he touched the burning armor of the demon hunter, it was burned and broken, and there was no room for cutting and strangulation ability at all.

Boom Boom Boom ——!

The two energies extinguished each other at the point of contact, and the dreadbeast's massive body trembled like leaves in the wind. The barrier gradually recess inward like a ripple, forming folds, revealing the ugly body of the dreadbeast within.

"Hey, hey!"

Seeing that the shield had been burned through by itself, Beirut immediately raised another fist, and the flames attached to it like a whirlwind, and it was another blow from the Meteor Shuttle, which smashed into the Dreadbeast at zero distance.

Bang——!

The impact caused a storm of flames on the ground, and the dreadbeast's body was directly pierced by the flames, and the condensed protective light shield was shattered at the same time.

In the witcher's happy gaze, the flaming Dreadbeast dissolved like wax, turning into a large cloud of rancid liquid as black as ink. And from time to time he stretched out his sticky, deformed hands and feet, as if it were a corpse being dissolved by a super-strong acid, or a rotting corpse engulfed in a swamp.

However, just when Beirut thought that the evil was finished, the black liquid actually struggled into the shape of limbs - like a golden cicada shedding its shell, a half-dissolved flesh skeleton suddenly burrowed out of the slime, and quickly ran into the depths of the black fog.

"Can you do this!?"

Unexpectedly, the dreadbeast and the witcher in this hand immediately chased after him, he quickly took off the silver armband, and threw it forward, forming a burning flame ring in mid-air, attacking the monster with a ferocious and blazing wave of hot air.

At this time, the dreadbeast only had half a breath left, where did it dare to pick up his flames again, like a gecko with a broken tail, running and throwing out its right arm directly. The broken arm gripped the ring fiercely, and after less than a second of containment, it was burned to ashes by the flames, but it gave the subject precious time to escape.

"Want to run, it's not that easy!"

The witcher's gaze froze, and his burning pupils stared straight at the armband, causing it to slam violently, and its speed suddenly doubled, extending a dark red flame trail, accurately hitting the fleeing evil creature.

“......”

The dreadbeast turned its head viciously, its mouthparts opened, but it couldn't make any sound, and its thin and sticky body instantly burned and exploded.

"That's my first kill. ”

Beirut watched the evil thing disappear completely, and with a wave of his hand, the flaming silver armband flew back upside down, and it was put back on his right arm.