In Oslo, in the backyard of the Kurdeler Tavern, a series of humming sounds like striking iron were being heard.

Dressed in a black cloak and armed with long and short blades, Inriri continued to attack Chalotra with her bare hands like an assassin.

But Chalotra is like a reef beaten by the waves, and it still stands still despite the rough waves.

He didn't even move a single step, and with the black scale armor derived from his arms, he blocked all of Innili's tricky attacks.

He uttered a caustic mockery: "It's better than yesterday, but if you go on like this, you'll never want to catch up with Lyon." ”

As if stimulated, Innieri's attacks became more and more frenzied, but in Chalotra's eyes, they became more and more wrong.

He said disdainfully: "Every time you become stronger, he may have become ten points stronger, but you with ordinary qualifications, what can you do to catch up with that kind of genius?"

"It's not just you, it's William, even I, as your senior, have to admit that you don't deserve to be his teammates at all. ”

"Especially you, you still care about your appearance, you might as well go home and teach your husband and children - you are just a drag on him!"

Innelli suddenly lifted the hood that covered most of her face, revealing her terrifyingly scarred face, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not a drag!"

Chalotra was noncommittal: "Maybe not yet, but soon." ”

He lowered his voice and whispered in a devilish tone, "Do you know what Dante told me about Leon's terrible abilities?"

Inelli subconsciously said, "What?"

"Every time he kills a demon, he can absorb the talent of a demon, and he will step into the high sequence at the speed of a comet, and the future achievements will not only be unattainable by you, but also by me—Inelle, don't you understand what kind of gap you have?"

Innelli's face turned pale, she bit her lower lip, and even tasted the slightest smell of iron.

"What should I do?"

Chalotra was noncommittal: "I don't know. But if you want to become as strong as you can, take a trip to the Hellbound Corridor, where you can get the most transformation. ”

There was a hint of hesitation in Innelli's eyes, the Purgatory Corridor, a passage between the abyss and hell.

In that narrow passage, there are countless demons who want to invade the human world, and they fight each other every day, competing for the occasional opportunity to enter the human world.

When humans get there, they simply can't survive.

Chalotra chuckled, "Of course, it's more likely that he died there, and even the corpse was devoured by the demons. It's really pitiful, she was a very beautiful little girl, but when she died there, people couldn't even feel sorry. ”

Innelly raised her head and stared at Chalotra deadly: "I'll go!"

She said in a determined tone: "I will not die there, I will come back alive, and when I return, I will have the qualifications to fight alongside him!"

Charlotra spared her praise: "Courage, come with me, and walk through the abyss portal that we are about to seal." ”

"Seals?"

Chalotra smiled: "That's right, that is, even if you can come back alive, you can't go back the way you came." ”

The smile on his face gradually faded, and he said solemnly: "Even so, do you still want to go?"

Inili did not hesitate at all: "If I live as a burden, I would rather die in the purgatory corridor." ”

"Good. ”

Innelly added, "Please don't tell Leon where I'm going, I don't want him to worry about me." ”

is still a refreshing promise: "No problem." ”

He laughed and said, "Although you are my junior, I have to say that his life is much more expensive than your gold, and it is impossible for me to tell him where you are going makes it possible for him to do something unwise." ”

...

On Gobland Island, the once peaceful village has been transformed into a sea of fire.

The knight riding a cooled, black war horse made of iron slurry, scythe in hand, slaughtered every living person in sight with precision.

The screams faded away.

The knight placed his scythe on his back, drew a dagger and struck it at the head of one of the remaining young men.

"I remember your name, Marsha. ”

The young man sobbed, he wasn't even a man, he was just a fourteen-year-old boy, and he had long lost the courage to confront the demonic knight in front of him.

At this moment, the crackling sound of burning firewood was suddenly heard with the sound of horses' hooves.

The knight looked back.

In the midst of the raging flames, a figure riding a hell's steed walked slowly on the blazing ashes that were still burning.

Black flames swirled around the bodies of the horses and riders, like ghost riders from hell.

The knight sneered in surprise: "How come there are still the same kind of people? These souls, but they are all my prey, how dare you touch them?"

Behind him there were footsteps again, and a hideous and terrifying demon came from the darkness.

The blood mist was thick, as if a freak of several demons stood in the shadows, staring at the knight.

Two?

The knight's expression was solemn, and he suddenly took two sharp breaths, as if he had learned some kind of pleasant good news, and laughed: "Ha, I thought it was the same kind, but it turned out to be a witcher!"

"Hahahaha, I'm my favorite witcher. ”

"Because we're technically peers. ”

"It's just that you're hunting inferior monsters, and I'm the opposite, hunting weak humans like you. ”

"Oh, no, you two are pretty strong, just to give me a good time before I finished having fun, I hope you can last longer. ”

As he spoke, the short knife in the knight's hand slashed downward, and Marsha's crying stopped, and his head fell to the ground, and blood gurgled out.

Li Ang's brows were slightly raised, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The Demon Illustrated Book was opened, revealing the identity of the other party: the Hunter Demon, who lives on the Hunter, and all injuries will cause terrifying injuries that cannot be healed when the opponent is human in nature.

He said softly, "Hunter Demon, it's kind of interesting. ”

Luojia's ghost face seems to be derived from this kind of monster, right?

In his body, the instinct that originated from hunting powerful monsters quickly diffused, causing his adrenaline to secrete rapidly, and his emotions became excited.

The hunter demon suddenly seemed to be locked by a natural enemy, and a strong sense of crisis was reflected from all over his body.

Under his crotch, the steel war horse was restless, grinning at the horse's mouth covered with sharp teeth, and launched a provocation towards Zhaoxue under Li Ang's crotch.

"This sense of crisis is really pleasant. ”

A sickly smile erupted into the hunter's scarred face, and he picked up his scythe and urged his horse to rush towards Leon.

From behind him, the Blood Mist Demon that Luo Jia turned into also strode out, like a lightning flint, it was actually the last to come first, bullying the Hunter Demon.

The sword swung and fell.

"Little bastard, what are you doing!"

At this moment, the hunter demon with his back to Loga suddenly looked back and showed him his white fangs, and for a moment, the scythe did not move, and the short knife slashed down.

Nearly split Loga's body from the center.

Luo Jia quickly retreated, and he could see the wound of Sen Ran's white bones, without the slightest blood flowing out, and he said coldly: "Sure enough, it's a hunter." ”

This kind of injury, which is almost certain for ordinary people, did not have much impact on Luo Jia of the undead.