Ghoul Lord!

After confirming that the evil thing in front of him was the ghoul lord, Cole immediately recalled the records on the evil things that had been passed down from his family.

Corrupt aura, blasphemous mantras, soul vision, plague spreading, super regeneration, fearless body, wounded tearing, evoking corpses, infecting minions.

Cole remembered the supernatural abilities and spell-like spells that the Ghoul Lord possessed, and he wished he hadn't read it at all, at least not as desperate as he was now.

This is a super-level evil thing, and for a demon hunter like himself, even ten more is not enough to add food to someone's house.

To know what the transcendent is, the transcendent is beyond the mundane, which can no longer be resisted by human power.

If you don't have a special weapon or spell, people just stand there and let you fight, and you can't break the defense.

If it was an ordinary ghoul or an elite ghoul, he was confident that he could handle it, and even if it was a ghoul elder, he wouldn't be so cowardly, but this was an extraordinary level evil thing in front of him!

This has to be put forward for hundreds of years, and it is all at the level of being able to slaughter the city alone.

He still clearly remembered that the chapter on evil things recorded the most recent ghoul lord who was exterminated, and it seemed that it was more than a hundred years ago, when more than two hundred soldiers seemed to have died, more than a dozen senior witches and an Amazon Valkyrie, and he was killed.

At the moment, there are two witchers here, I wonder if they can still accomplish this feat?

Cole could only look at Van Heisy for help, hoping that he would give him some confidence.

It was only when he looked over that he realized that Van Heisy was holding the bewitching vampire and dancing happily in the crowd.

With his sweaty forehead and stiff steps, the two performed a "perfect" ballroom dance to everyone.

Van Heisy stiffened his arms around the vampire lady in front of him as if he were holding a time bomb, smelling her blood and wine, and rolling his eyes apologetically at Cole.

Well, Cole is completely dead now, he was still a little hopeful, thinking that Van Haysy still had a plan, after all, this guy pulled himself here Wow!

Van Heisy also wanted to slap himself twice at this time, he originally thought that this place was also some dark creatures that did not enter the stream, so he pulled Cole over, ready to let him practice his hands, but he didn't expect that there were so many powerful dark creatures gathered here, and when he first entered the bar door, he secretly regretted it in his heart, afraid that this time it was really over.

It's nothing, I've lived for more than a hundred years, but it's really a pity that Cole is a little guy, no matter what, I'm going to try it later, to see if I can let him escape, just find a way to get rid of this vampire first.

Cole glared at Van Haysey angrily, this old guy is really a dead man!

I saw that he quickly tore the clothes of his left and right arms, revealing two thick arms, each with a flame triangle and three arrows shot from the center, and then quickly put his arms together.

"With this as a contract, an oath, I will make you appear in the light and be covered by the sea of fire!"

With his arms as the center, the tattoo quickly expanded and shimmered with orange-red light, like red-hot molten iron.

The werewolf bartender next to him had already pounced when he tore open his sleeve, but was immediately knocked back at a faster speed.

A sharp arrow like a hot molten iron watered nailed it to the ground with great force, and the constantly flowing molten iron quickly turned that piece into a sea of fire, making a sizzling sound. Before he could howl twice, it was completely burned, and even the werewolf's innate super recovery ability was not displayed at all.

This is his final hole card, and his strongest ability, which comes from the ancient alchemy rune "Scorching Red King".

After killing the werewolf with an arrow, Cole didn't say a word, turned to face the most difficult guy in front of him, raised his arms flat at it, and the runes immediately turned into five sharp arrows and headed straight for its head.

Cole didn't think he would be able to kill a ghoul lord, but probably, maybe he could buy himself some time!

It's just that the idea may be good, but the ending is not very pleasant.

The ghoul lord didn't even move, and the five sharp arrows quickly decayed and fell into ashes in front of him.

Cole looked at this scene, he couldn't believe his eyes, the "Red King" who had killed a werewolf in seconds just now, and he was completely corrupted by the corrupt aura before he even rushed in front of it, how could this be?

Could it be that the gap between mortal and transcendental level existence is so big?

"What an energetic young man, it turns out that you are from the Hrubal family. The ghoul lord looked at the "Red King" who had been reduced to extinction, like an ordinary human old man, and began to remember, "I seem to remember that my poor uncle was killed by your family, and the stupidity he was when he died, I still occasionally remember it, what a pleasant memory!"

"Come here, let me take a good look, maybe it will remind me of more interesting memories. The Ghoul Lord said to Cole with emotion.

But Cole didn't feel any good pleasure in this, and he instinctively wanted to turn around and run away, but an invisible suction came from the ghoul mouth, and he couldn't help but fly towards the big mouth.

"I didn't expect to be eaten by ghouls in the end, it's not my idea!" Cole had thought about what he might die in when he first started the industry, but he never thought that the day would come so early.

"Buzz!"

"Bang!"

Just as Cole was thinking about whether to bite his tongue and kill himself in pain, or to be eaten alive, he fell from the air after two breaking sounds.

I saw two hand axes engraved with countless curse marks, one gold and one silver, suddenly flew towards the ghoul lord and rescued him.

These two axes seem to be held by battle-hardened warriors, slashing, chopping, and slashing to attack the ghoul lord. The blade of the axe shimmered with enchanted aura of various effects, forcing it to give up the small meal in front of it slightly.

Breaking evil, tearing, armor-piercing, inhibiting life, and binding the soul.

After all, these two axes are also very good alchemy weapons, and they will also cause some damage to it.

At the critical moment, Van Haysey still made a move, but although Cole was temporarily saved, his situation was a little bad.

He was half-lying on the ground, two throwing axes wrapped around the gold and silver threads on his arms, constantly attacking the Ghoul Lord. There was no time to take care of himself, only to see countless dense blood beads flying out of his pores in an instant, turning into a blood mist that was sucked clean by the vampire lady next to her, she licked her bright red lips and covered her mouth and chuckled.

More than half of the blood in Fan Haixi's body was instantly drawn out by the vampire, if he hadn't drunk the potion prepared with the blood of the trolls, he would have been dead by this time, but at this time, he basically lost the last bit of combat effectiveness.

Because, his two axes had been polluted by the ghoul lord's blasphemous mantra, and the flickering enchantments on them were dimmed one by one.

Fan Haixi didn't care about being distressed at this time, the two who fell to the ground looked at each other and smiled bitterly, it seems that this time they are dead, but when they die, they are with this old bastard, Cole thought unwillingly, but he couldn't help it if he was unwilling.

The dark creatures in the bar were also looking greedily at the two who had fallen to the ground, and the stupid and greedy troll was already walking towards them at this moment, and the meat of the witcher was very chewy, and he couldn't remember how long he hadn't eaten it.

It's just that this is obviously not his territory, and as soon as he got up and took two steps, two elite ghouls came up to him and blocked his way. He opened his mouth in displeasure, and was about to roar to show his anger when the ghoul elder next to him struck him with a scepter to tell him whose territory it was.

The dark creatures in the bar are waiting to see what the Ghoul Lord does with these two witchers, after all, these witchers are valuable both in body and soul.

"Da! Da!"

However, all of a sudden, the clear and rhythmic sound of horses' hooves kept coming from a distance, and the sound became louder and louder, constantly echoing over the souls of the creatures in the entire bar.

The ghoul lord who had been sitting at the bar suddenly stood up, his eyes burning orange soul fire staring at the door of the bar, and there was a faint panic on his already dry head, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

"Roar!"

The Ghoul Lord roared at the door, his body becoming more and more rugged, and the blue and purple corpse spots appeared on his skin, and a blue-gray aura continued to expand and spread from under his feet.

The whole bar seemed to be hundreds of years in the past, and the interior decoration was decayed and dilapidated, covered with green and green fluff, and the smell of corruption and sour smell floated in it, and even many dark creatures could not stand it and began to run outside.

Among them, the vampire lady screamed and ran out of the bar in an instant.

The ghoul lord didn't care about her rudeness at the moment, and stayed in the center of the place in full armor, dozens of ghouls surrounded it.

The next moment, a horse's neighing echoed through the night sky.

"Hiss!!"

A skeletal horse, carved out of white marble, kicked through the gate and charged his master straight towards the ghouls.

The ghoul lord who was surrounded by it let out a roar of rage, and the ghouls who surrounded it rushed towards the knight desperately.

It's just that no ghoul can stop him, whether it is an elite ghoul or a ghoul elder, and the knight's spear more than three meters long has been pointed directly at the ghoul lord, and he has never wavered in the slightest, because all the creatures that dare to stop his charge have turned into pulp, whether he is a human or a ghoul.

Cole looked at the sudden scene in front of him, and his blood boiled, and he longed to become this headless horseman and kill all these dark creatures.

By the way, he doesn't seem to be dazzled, does he?