Chapter 65: The Demon Hunt (4)
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Ivan turned his head with a sense of feeling, his eyes wandering around, the night breeze gently ruffling his hair, and the anger and annoyance in his heart gradually calmed down.
Silently turning and taking steps, the footsteps in the silence were particularly heavy, and through the half-open porch, he could see the endless darkness spread out like a huge curtain. The surroundings seem extremely silent, and the buildings stand strangely in the shadows, like a rippling mirror, appearing and disappearing.
"It's a feeling...... Am I being targeted? Tired of fame......"
Ivan narrowed his eyes slightly, and between the constriction of his pupils, a faint flame burned, and the slowly unsheathed saber bloomed with cold light, advancing towards the shadow step by step.
His eyes were able to see nightmarish breaths that ordinary people could not observe, distinguishing humans from dreadbeasts, hence the reputation of the Eye of Judgment. But at this time, it seems that he has been shielded by a target, and he can't see the evil hidden in the shadows, so he can only slowly find the target by feeling.
Phewββ!
A small cold breath blew in his face, and the leaves outside the window flew in and pounced on Ivan.
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He gradually approached the hidden evil, and suddenly heard two crisp sounds from above, and then the candle flame of the overhead lamp flickered violently, and the narrow corridor suddenly became inexplicably gloomy, and the atmosphere was very eerie.
At this time, Evan suddenly had a whim, followed his instinct, and stabbed with his sword without hesitation.
Whooshββ!
The extended blade of the saber drew a silver-white line, like a beam of light that flew straight through the darkness, and instantly cut through the darkness, right in the middle of a seemingly calm black shadow on the floor.
ε²ββ!
The shadow suddenly contracted, bubbles up like boiling ink, and gradually faded and dissolved.
Whooshββ!
In the next moment, the other two evil heads hidden in the shadow of the pillars suddenly flew out, becoming sharp and slender in the blink of an eye, shooting like arrows at the target's back.
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Ivan looked pale and took a sharp breath, the muscles on his back suddenly bulged and tightened, as if solid pieces of armor were assembled into an armor-like muscle outline, and his slightly thin body was more than twice as thick in the blink of an eye.
Clickββ!
The two black arrows hit the back accurately, like an ice edge hitting a copper wall, and with a vague sound, it shattered directly from the tip to the body.
"Is that all?"
He breathed softly, and his body recovered as before, and suddenly he turned back again, his eyes condensed in the corner of the deep corridor, where there seemed to be a figure, hazy, but not clear.
"There is another one!"
Ivan raised his sword and quickly approached, only to see the figure move suddenly, and then gradually become transparent, like the kind of faded oil painting, quickly disappearing.
When he dragged the remnants in front of the other man, the figure had disappeared without a trace, and the corner fell into a silent and dim atmosphere again.
Knock-knock-knockββ!
There was a strange percussion sound in the darkness, a heavy and rhythmic rhythm that was particularly harsh in the silence of the night. When it is near and far away, this moment seems to be in the ear, and the next moment it seems to be far away in the sky.
Ignoring the distractions of the sounds, Ivan resigned himself to his perception and walked straight into the depths of the hallway.
In front of him was an unfamiliar guest room, the door was closed, and the old door panels and door frames were painted a miserable white color, giving the whole space an oppressive atmosphere.
He keenly felt that there was an extremely uncomfortable aura hidden behind this door.
β......β
Ivan stared at the door in front of him, opened his body suddenly, and stabbed the door panel with a sword, but it didn't touch the real thing, and the sword body pierced directly as if it had been submerged in liquid.
"This is not something that ordinary dreadbeasts can do...... These monsters can really evolve!"
As he spoke, he held his right hand flat, and the palm of his hand bloomed with flowing electric light, and hundreds of pitch-black arcs contracted and condensed into spheres, which smashed directly into the door panel with the wave of his arm.
Huhu β Huhu ββ!
The moment the ball of electric light hit the door panel, the entire corridor was turned upside down as if it had been swept by a tenth-level wind, and the rolling sound of various items and the roar of the air flow rolling resounded through the heavens and the earth. A large amount of accumulated debris was pulled into the sky by a powerful suction, and the shadow hung upside down, and the entire corridor was shattered.
Ivan was blown backwards by the current, watching the previously disappeared figure reappear, growing larger and larger in the converging corridor, and in the blink of an eye, it broke through the ceiling, its eyes flashing with a pitch-black light, especially conspicuous in the darkness.
In the process, its figure quickly became clear, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed from a vague outline into a gray-haired old woman.
Her rickety figure standing in the darkness was incomparably huge, with only two holes in her eyes, and the inside was pitch black, like a bottomless pit. His face was covered with furrows, as if covered with a layer of dirty gauze, and his mouth opened to reveal dense brown fangs.
"Hahaha!"
The evil creature let out a rough screech, and the two withered hands covered their eyes at once, and the next moment, the old hand gradually clenched as it slid down, and the ghost envoy handed it to Evan.
As the ugly palm like a chicken's claw slowly opened, you could see that the two eyeballs were placed in the palm of the hand, the blood flowed, and the blood-red eyeballs even rolled a little, which was extremely terrifying.
"We are the old enemies of the saints...... Inquisitor......"
Her terrifying image suddenly diluted, turned into a gray mist, and came to Ivan like lightning:
"When you're at war with a nightmare, you stare at the nightmare, the nightmare stares at you like an abyss, and it continues to have an effect on you, making it impossible for you to escape. β
"Saints!?"
He sneered sarcastically, and suddenly raised his right hand, and the ghost energy in his palm condensed, aiming at the head of the evil thing, and instantly stirred up scattered electric light.
Rumbleββ!
The sharp flash of light instantly tore through the shadow of the eye, as if it was lightning blooming in the dark clouds, and before the sound waves resounded in all directions, the dark blue light had already drowned everything.
After the bright light receded, the environment in the corridor had returned to normal, the dim candlelight still flickering in the wind, but the silence and cold atmosphere had disappeared.
β......β
Ivan stood in the center of the corridor suspiciously, looking around, at this time the night was already very deep, the surrounding room was very quiet, only a slight snoring could be heard, like a calm sea, without a little wave.
He went back to his room, opened the window, and the gentle night breeze blew across his face, bringing a cool and comfortable feeling. Outside, the night is thick, surrounded by moonlight, the grass and trees behind seem to be bathed in water, looking clear and elegant.
Far away, a celestial body twinkling like a star was suspended in the pre-dawn night.
"It's an alien again, and it's a big demon king, it's really hellish difficulty. β
He stared at it for a long time, and sighed faintly.
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A few rays of sunlight outside the window had already filtered through the curtains, spreading along the floor, startling Evan who was shrouded in dark flames.
"It's dawn?"
He dissipated the ghostly energy of the Demon Dao of the underworld, opened his eyes, and looked at the warm sunlight printed on the curtains, and for some reason he felt like he was in a different world.
The hoarse and deep voice of the evil thing from yesterday seemed to still echo in the room, causing Ivan a pang of pain in his brain.
He could now completely conclude that some of the Dreadbeasts had begun to evolve to a higher level, and that they also had the intention of organizing. Once these monsters merge and become the climate, it will inevitably become a nightmare for all living beings in this world.
What's worse is that these monsters know about themselves through some kind of communication channel, and they start to take the initiative to kill and look for trouble.
It can be expected that this kind of incident last night was just the beginning, and similar attacks will definitely occur frequently in the future, and the slightest negligence may cost your life!
Killing too much, the reputation is too loud, and sure enough, there are also negative effects!
The monster farming is too cool, and it will be retributed!
"It's not a way to kill like this, it's not a cure for the symptoms, how can we exterminate the Dreadbeast from the root?"
He knocked on the door of his head with a splitting headache, thinking about it, and only destroying the nightmare breath at the root. But the nightmare breath comes from the Void Snake, this kind of world-destroying demon king-level monster, even if you can find it, you can't beat it.
"Forget it! Things have come to this point, it's useless to think too much, working hard to become stronger is the last word!"
Evan stood up, walked to the window, and gently opened the curtain through a gap. The fierce sunlight of the midsummer morning was particularly dazzling, and he gently opened the curtains a small gap so that the sunlight could just illuminate the room.
Bathed in the bright sunshine, everything in front of him became clear and open, and his slightly low mood also rose high.
Evan shook his muscles, sat on the sofa, pulled out the sword that slayed countless demons, his eyes fixed on the shining blade, and reflected a sharp light:
"Die knock, die knock, anyway, there is a way back! I will kill one of you if you come, and I will kill one pair when you come to two, see who is afraid of whom!"