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Even if you have an understanding of the opponent, there is still a gap between the two sides, and the probability of victory in the case of one against three is really low. Repeating the battle process in his mind, inputting the enemy's information and re-deducing it, he still could not achieve more than 50% victory.

The existing strength is still unable to defeat the enemy, and the basic ability must be improved. But he's already spent a lot of time in the Forbidden Forest, is he going to invest more? Judging from the performance all along, the passage of time here is not normal, but it is difficult to say that it is the right choice to delay in one place because of this.

Thinking about this, he left the Hunter's Dream and teleported to the entrance to the Forbidden Forest. He did not set out immediately, but turned around and returned to Templar Street.

After a while, he saw a lonely figure, a hunter who had helped him many times.

"Would you like me to help?"

After he explained what had happened, the hunter groaned.

"Yes. With you joining, you have a great chance of winning against the enemy three. ”

If you want to conquer it in a short time, inviting this hunter is the best way to go. And the other party has a considerable degree of understanding of Byron Weis, and may be interested there.

“…… Hmm. You'll want to ask me for help. Hmph, haha. ”

The hunter was silent for a moment, and then laughed as if he was amused.

"Can't you?"

"No, no problem."

Unexpectedly, the hunter replied in the affirmative.

"Do you have any requirements?"

"I told you you couldn't help right now."

The hunter shook his head.

While they were talking, several frantic clergy came over.

He raised his great sword and was about to meet it, when the hunter on the side suddenly spoke.

"Are you ready to fight with that kind of thing?"

“？”

"Take it."

The hunter took a weapon from under his large robe and threw it over.

"It's ......"

The weapon that the hunter threw was a sword.

"A thousand views. You should know how to use it, right? ”

“！”

Before he could answer, the enemy had already rushed over, and the hunter had no intention of making a move with his arms crossed, so he had to turn his attention to the enemy.

If you want to ask if you can use a sword, the answer is undoubtedly that he not only knows how to use it, but can also be said to be quite handy. Originally, he was a complete layman in martial arts such as boxing and swordsmanship, but there was only one thing that was not among them.

A familiar feeling came over the hilt of the sword, which was completely different from when holding other weapons, as if it had been used for more than ten years. He knew that the feeling did not come from him, but from deep traces in his memory.

By this time, the enemy had rushed in front of him, and his tall body raised his scythe and was about to swing it down.

He held the scabbard in one hand and the hilt in the other, tucked at his waist.

Traces of memory overlapped on his body, revealing skills that did not belong to him in his hands.

The figure of the enemy slowly drew closer, and then he saw the fleeting slashing line.

Step forward, take a knife.

Juhe.

The enemy's scythe broke in two, and a large amount of blood sprayed from his waist.

He didn't stop, and stepped forward to slash his robe again.

Before an enemy can fall, he has moved in front of another enemy, slashing them down with several slashes before they can attack.

At this point, the third enemy smashed the staff down, and he stepped back several steps out of range before retracting his sword from its sheath.

(If it was the original, the third person wouldn't have a chance to make a move, right?) ）

As he was thinking like this, he suddenly felt a strange feeling coming from Taidao Qianjing, as if something had been extracted along his arm, and his body felt like he was losing blood. He tried to pull out a thousand scenes, and at this time, a stream of blood came from the knife.

The blade, which had not been stained with blood when it had slashed the enemy, was dyed red with blood, and drops of blood fell as it waved.

Then the enemy came to him, and he swung his blood-stained sword.

Normally, blood on the blade would prevent the swing of the sword, but now the opposite is true, and the slash easily leaves a deeper scar on the enemy than the previous attack.

"I see."

This Senkari can absorb the power of the user's blood, thereby increasing the power of the Taidao. Thinking of the blood attribute in the enhancement, this should be a way to manipulate the power of blood in addition to changing the physique.

After just a few moves, the remaining enemies had been cleared by him.

After absorbing the power of blood, Qianjing's power was really not ordinary, but after the end, he had to give himself a blood transfusion to make up for the loss of vitality from the blood extraction, which was a weapon that killed the enemy by self-damage.

"Looks like you've got it."

At the end of the battle, the hunter nodded.

"Go back and prepare again, I'll wait for you at the enemy first."

After saying that, the hunter turned and walked in the direction of the Forbidden Forest, not giving him a chance to speak at all.

He already understood the character of the other party who would never say anything as long as he didn't want to, so he returned to the hunter's dream realm according to the other party's instructions. This time, he readjusted the configuration according to the weapon, and after checking it in the hunter's room, he found that this Qianjing was already +10 strengthened, no wonder the other party didn't look down on his weapon.

After restarting, he was fast because he had walked many times and was holding stronger weapons, but when he arrived, he found that the hunter had arrived. Although he pointed out the route before, the other party can pass over so quickly, if he is not particularly familiar, he can only be too strong.

Once they met, they walked straight towards the open space where the enemy was, and the Shadow of Anan remained there as before, not letting anyone approach.

"Sure enough, it's the shadow of Yanan."

After looking at the enemy, the hunter let out a sigh of emotion.

"Do you know about them?"

"It's the undead from the past."

“？”

"You should notice that they're different from hunters, right?"

"Yes, is this Byron Weiss style?"

"Byron Weiss? No, they come from a much more distant era, and even though the vicissitudes of the sea are still carrying out the mission of protection. ”

Just as he was about to continue to inquire about the origin of the Shadow of Anan, their proximity caught the other's attention.

"Hmph, the undead should return to dust."

The hunter raised his great sword behind his back, and its huge and ornate blade was no less than the great sword he had held before, or rather superior to it.

I saw a blue light shining on the sword's body, and the divine light like moonlight revealed its existence. The glittering blue light formed a huge sword body, turning it into a moonlit holy sword.

"Let this martyr's sword send you away."

The hunter swung out the holy sword, and suddenly an arc-shaped sword qi flew out, flying in the direction of the enemy.