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Nasrezm, who is known for his weirdness and difficulty, did not play any of his strengths at all, and was dragged into a dead end by the two of them.

The Sword of Victory and the bone spurs in Loga's hands pierced Bartolia's body.

The strange black flame carried the bone-eroding poison of the Demon Eye Gem, burning fiercely in its body, but it didn't hurt its body in the slightest.

But the strange thing is that Bartolia didn't let out a scream, just stared at Leon and Lorgar weirdly.

Its soul turned into black smoke and rose towards the sky, turning into a black face reflected in the sky, and let out a rampant laugh.

"Okay, even if you beat me by a small amount. ”

"When this world ends, there will be knights on white, red, black, and gray horses who will bring plague, war, famine, and death to you, and the Black Death is only the beginning, and the humanity of this world will perish—Demon Hunter, you have missed a precious opportunity to convert to us. ”

"We'll see you next time!"

The black demon face quickly rose into the air, tearing a spatial rift, and was about to escape back into the abyss.

"Huh, you think you can run?"

Without hesitation, Leon swung the Sword of Victory and directly cut off Bartolia's head, and its soul suddenly seemed to be entangled in some invisible filament, unable to move.

"No, it can't be!"

"I am protected by the lord's decree, how can you take my soul!"

The black face began to land involuntarily, shrinking, and flying towards Leon's palm.

Until, he grabbed it.

"It's not a power that humans can have, what kind of monster are you......"

Bartolia's incredulous growl gradually subsided.

Leon looked at Luo Jia and asked, "You made this soul into a ghost mask, can you get its spatial travel ability?"

Luo Jia shook his head and said, "Not necessarily, although the ghost face generally carries more than one ability, Nasrezm's special ability is still many. ”

"It's better than me, take it. ”

Leon threw his soul to Luo Jia, obviously an illusory soul with no substance, but it was firmly taken by Luo Jia in his hands.

Even if the rest of the demon hunters kill the demon, there is often a high probability that their souls will escape back to the abyss, but who let Bartolia have bad luck and bumps into Leon and Loga, who is an undead.

"Thank you. ”

Roga thanked him and cut off Bartolia's head with a sacrificial knife and soaked it in a jar full of green potion.

Batolia's face was peeled away, revealing the black flames still burning underneath.

The moment it came into contact with the air, the flames erupted, quickly burning its remains to ashes.

He smiled and thanked again, "Thank you." ”

If it weren't for Leon's deliberate control, this corpse would definitely be burned to ashes, and if it had no face, its soul would naturally belong to Leon.

Li Ang shook his head and said, "What is there to thank, it should have been your turn." ”

Luo Jia smiled: "Next, let's help you gather the sacrifices first, it just so happens that the number of ghost masks I have made during this time is a bit frequent, and the potions are almost running out." ”

"Good. ”

Leon nodded and said, "Don't forget that there's another guy waiting for us to deal with." ”

Luo Jia asked, "Do what you said before, or just kill him?"

Li Ang said: "Come as I said before." ”

Luo Jia frowned and said, "But he attracted the demon legion, causing so many innocent people to die. ”

"So it's even more of a loss to kill him directly. If he doesn't make it, he'll be rewarded with his soul to wipe his ass. ”

...

In a desolate grassland, Leon and Lorgar stood one after the other, beside the witcher who was on the verge of losing control.

The surrounding green grass began to wither in large areas, and the soil even cracked in large areas—he had begun to try to break through.

However, without the wall of contemplation, it was extremely difficult for him to even take the first step to subdue the demonic remnants in his body.

This is due to the flaw shared by the Wild Hunters and the Elementary Demon Hunters, because they often use demon transformations, which makes the demon's remnants more and more closely integrated with their bodies, and when they break through, the remnants they have to deal with will be relatively much stronger, and they can even compete with their own souls.

Just because you fight in court doesn't mean you'll be fine.

Since there is no wall of contemplation, the place where the demonic remnants and the demon hunter's soul collide is in the main body.

If they have been entangled for a long time and have not decided on the winner, it is very likely that the body that is powerless at this time will be eroded by the magic driven by the demonic remnant thoughts.

At that time, even if the demon hunter solves the demonic remnants in his body, even the body he inhabits has been demonized, and it will only become a new demon species.

"Not good. ”

Leon shook his head as he looked at the witcher's distorted face and the eerie slime-stained tentacles that peeked out of the pores.

"He's not qualified to make a breakthrough at all, his physical condition has deteriorated to such an extent that the chance of success is close to zero. ”

Luo Jia sighed.

"There is a basis for the setting of the Grass Trial, not to block the passage for these elementary school schools and wild demon hunters to ascend, but if they break through, most of them will just make this world have an extra medium-sequence monster. ”

Li Ang sighed lightly: "And these demon hunters often find it difficult to hunt a mid-sequence monster in their lifetime. ”

Luo Jia wondered, "Then is there still a need for them to exist?"

Li Ang nodded: "In the final analysis, there are still a few demons in this world, and the demon hunters in many places have to count on them, and besides, the demon hunters have an unwritten rule, before they realize that they are about to get out of control, they will entrust their peers to kill themselves in advance." ”

Loga was keenly aware of the blind spot: "Why don't they finish themselves?"

Li Ang shook his head: "This kind of entrustment is often entrusted to close friends in advance, and it is generally mutual, whoever loses control first will kill the other party."

In fact, when the witcher is about to get out of control, negative emotions will gradually swallow up reason, and most of the witchers at this time are unwilling to die, and many accidents of witchers who are entrusted by friends to kill themselves are killed by friends from time to time. ”

At this moment, the witcher opened his eyes, and he said intermittently, "I have a letter in my bosom, help me give it to Miss Lilia of Zoliangge." ”

"Good. ”

Leon nodded.

The witcher smiled bitterly, "I'm sorry, but I've caused you trouble because of my own selfishness." ”

Li Ang said: "It's okay, you're going to die anyway." ”

A relieved smile appeared on the witcher's face, "Give me a good time." ”

Snort -

A sword owl head.

He even had that smile on his face.

Leon withdrew his sword from its scabbard, and under Luo Jia's strange gaze, said, "If he breaks through to the middle sequence, it will be difficult for me to find a reason to spare his soul. ”

Luo Jia suddenly said: "You have decided to let his soul go?"

Leon nodded, "Well, besides, if I hadn't killed him just now, he'd probably be ugly—I want him to die like a witcher rather than a demon." ”

Lorgar took out the letter from the witcher's arms, the envelope crumpled, as if he had been thinking about it for a long time and had taken it out from time to time.

Li Ang opened his hand, and the black flames quickly engulfed the body of the demon hunter, and those tentacles also quickly dried up and crackled.

Luo Jia said: "Where is Zuo Liangge?"

Leon asked, "It's close, it's in Bohemia." By the way, since we're all here, why don't you come with me to meet a friend?"

"What friend, witcher?"

Leon smiled, "No, it's an evil spirit. ”