Arashijo.

The West Branch Building of the Demon Countermeasures Bureau.

Office of the Director.

"Marpel, you say it again?"

The spacious, darkly covered room was filled with a biting chill at some point, as if you were in an arctic ice cellar that made those who accidentally stepped into it instantly can't help but tighten their teeth.

Half of the lean man, who was full of some kind of coercion, had a terrifying gloomy face, as if he could drip water, and the other half was covered by darkness.

"So far, seven people have died..."

The blank document on the desk just emerged, and the spacious room, which was originally filled with biting cold, was suddenly covered with a rich killing intent that had turned into substance, and there were even wisps of thin red lines in the air, exuding an extremely dangerous aura, and the middle-aged man's body was covered with a layer of pitch-black substance, which was constantly squirming and twisting, which was the essence of killing intent.

Monstrous anger continued to pour out from the depths of his heart, and the entire disguised human appearance suddenly shattered a lot, vaguely revealing its true face under the mask.

This also caused the people on the floor below him to feel inexplicably flustered and cold, as if the air conditioning temperature was at its lowest.

"Who did it?! Marpel! Could it be Cassius? ”

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and clenched his pale hands into fists.

Its people only from the outer layer of the abyss, the number of people gradually decreased with the passage of time, the years of ruthless survival of the fittest, the initial number of hundreds of thousands of races until now is not surplus to a few hundred, and most of them are still wandering around in the endless darkness of the abyss, waiting for the news of their successful return after spending all the financial resources and energy of the clan to be worthy of coming to this world, so the danger of the extinction of the race hangs over its heart at all times, and in a short period of time, seven clansmen died.

How does such a thing not make it so angry that it borders on losing its mind.

"No..."

"It's a human named Demon Hunter."

"According to the reports of Squads 041 and 035 not too long ago, it was a human named "Demon Hunter" who suddenly appeared disguised as a construction worker, and finally found an opportunity to kill our people in one blow. ”

Squads 041 and 035 also learned from him that all of his abilities came from an existence called the "Lord of Illusion", and that believing in her would lead to the blessings of the other party. ”

Paragraphs of floating font resurfaced on the blank document.

"Demon hunters? Lord of Vanity? ”

The middle-aged man was angry and made a slightly questioning voice.

It's all heard just because of these names.

However, when I first heard of it, there was no such thing as a demon, only hunters, and the name "Lord of Illusion" was once mistaken for a fictional organization created by human forces.

Now it seems.

Things seem to be different.

In the abyss, there are many demons who like to engage in faith, not only the inner and outer layers, but even the tens of thousands of demons wandering in the endless dark domain, many of which have many means and abilities related to faith.

Time.

The middle-aged man thought a lot.

"Marpel, help me connect to Delick."

It suppressed the anger that burned in its heart a little, and spoke.

"Yes, Lord."

The blank file briefly emerged with a few floating fonts.

Forthwith.

But a few seconds.

"Patriarch."

A young man's calm voice suddenly sounded in the middle-aged man's mind.

"Derek, I need you to start capturing a human named "Demon Hunter" immediately, no matter what method you use, it doesn't matter if you expose yourself! I must bring that human alive with me! ”

The middle-aged man almost gritted his teeth and spoke, as if he wanted to vent all the anger in his heart like a volcanic eruption.

"Understood."

And the young voice that sounded in his head was still calm, as if he was not moved at all.

Meanwhile.

Arashijo, somewhere.

The smooth ground was as if it had been bombarded by shells not long ago, and there were potholes and potholes emitting thick smoke everywhere, and there was even a huge crater about the size of a basketball court, and blood and human corpses were scattered everywhere.

"Team, the demon people who were sentenced to death have all been dealt with." A man said with a solemn expression.

Behind him, there were four more people.

One of them had blonde hair, which was now tied together, and her figure was even more convex and backward, and although she tried to restrain her chest, she could still faintly see that she was about to collapse.

The five of them were now looking at someone's back in unison, their eyes full of admiration and respect.

"No, it's not quite resolved."

The man turned slowly, revealing a young face.

His expression was unusually calm, as if no emotion was going to be on his face at all, and the silver glasses he wore added some charm to this calm look.

His gaze swept over everyone, and his slender and white right hand slowly raised and pushed the frame.

"One more person, to be exact."

The badge embroidered on the right chest of the young man's pitch-black uniform has a row of extremely small fonts on it, called "The Third Brigade of the Demon Countermeasures Bureau", and the center of the badge has a small gold star symbol, which represents the meaning of "Captain of the Third Brigade".

"Who is it?"

Everyone was puzzled.

"That man's name is..."

A cold, biting chill flashed in the depths of the young man's eyes.

"Demon Hunter."

……

……

"What kind of nonsense are the demons? Can't even pass five moves? ”

in the underground car park.

A demon with a severed left hand and right foot was being trampled into a pit full of cracks by a human big foot, and a large amount of foul-smelling and filthy blood continued to gush out of its mouth, along with its severed hands and feet.

The surrounding environment seemed to have taken place in a fierce battle, some vehicles that had been parked well were overturned and thrown away, and some were smashed into a pile of scrap metal, and there were some pits smashed with fists on the ground and walls, large and small, as high as more than ten in total.

Lin Yi, who was wearing a game helmet, looked at the demon on the game screen with some disappointment on his face.

After solving the two latent demons of the team, he once again manipulated the hunter to perform his skills, but the demons he caught seemed to be some local chickens and dogs, not only did he not let the hunter's level rise again, but on the contrary, there was a demon who did not even provide him with the most basic attribute points, and such a thing made Lin Yi uncomfortable for a while.

The one in front of him is already the one that can fight the most in this wave of demons.

But...

It's only a few tricks.

The demon hunter he controlled hammered into this half-dead appearance.

"Do you know of any powerful demons around?"

Lin Yi wanted to save some hunters' abilities, so he asked the demon below.

However, what he didn't know was that the latter had been frightened into losing his mind during the battle with the hunter he had just controlled, and his heart was completely occupied by something called "fear", which caused the demon's body to tremble until now, and he had no intention of resisting.

"How can there be such a strong human?!"

"Did he make a pact with the demons in the inner and outer layers of the abyss?!"

Countless shocking and terrifying thoughts like this were constantly swirling in the demon's mind, and Lin Yi's question was not heard at all.

"Forget it."

See here.

Lin Yi frowned slightly.

To control the hunter is to lift his feet and fall heavily.

Burst!

The sound of something soft being trampled on was suddenly born, and a thick, foul stench of dirty blood splattered all around.

"Why haven't you upgraded yet?"

Lin Zhi's game helmet did not sound the familiar prompt sound, and the small expectation in his heart was instantly extinguished.

Walking out of the underground parking lot, the afterglow of the setting sun was no longer scattered on the hunter's shoulders.

Lin Yi manipulated the hunter to look up at the sky.

I saw that the sky now seemed to be smeared with a layer of extreme navy blue, and one after another floating dark clouds were densely scattered, faintly there seemed to be lightning flashing in it, and the evening breeze from a distance was also full of unacceptable cold, and the street lamps beside the path were also lit up, providing a bright light source.

All kinds of things.

are all informing Lin Yi.

The night is coming.

Lin Yi was silent and watched quietly for a while.

Forthwith.

He sliced through the game screen and went to the personal stats panel of the Knight and the Rampage Saint.

The final form of the Demon Hunter can no longer be strengthened by attribute points and skill points, so Lin Yi decided to use these points accumulated today to be used in the two characters of Knight and Rampage Saint.

Lin Yi pressed the handle.

All of these points suddenly went to zero.

And so.

An area far away in the sky.

The rampaging saint who was holding the "Destiny Smoothbore Gun" in his right hand and holding a cigar in his mouth was suddenly stunned, and then he suddenly burst into tears, and his eyes wet with tears were full of emotion and happiness.

"The Lord has not forsaken me, and She is still watching me all the time, what a glory it is for me to be lost Lamb! What happiness! ”

He inexplicably began to sing loudly and excitedly, but the demon in front of him, who was pointed at him with a smoothbore and a tired expression, fell into a state of confusion.

"This human... What's going on? ”

"But do you want to take advantage of this opportunity to escape?"

The demon looked at the rampage saint in front of him, who was moved by himself, and for a moment many thoughts came to him.

It didn't know where the human had come from, and when it saw it, it was a violent beating, and the strange gun he had aside, the demon didn't understand why this human could read a book while reciting a series of nonsense called "holy words" and punch it until it vomited blood, until now only half a breath was still hanging desperately.

Just as the demon was about to try his best to burn the origin and prepare to escape, the smoothbore gun pointed at it in front of it suddenly burst out with dazzling light, covering the entire body of the spear in an instant, and this light seemed to be full of indescribable supreme power, and it was fascinated by the moment it was born, and it couldn't move its body at all, and it forgot who it really was and what it was doing now.

"Are you also captivated by the brilliance of the Lord?" The saint had a smile of satisfaction on his rugged face.

[Fate's Smoothbore Gun (Energy Consumption 5%): The embodied exclusive weapon is enchanted every time it is refilled with gunpowder, and the enemy is dealt an additional 150% damage when fired within a controllable range of 15 meters, and the damage is reduced to 90% within 100 meters]

His "Destiny Shotgun" skill has been enhanced.

Immediately.

The Saints pull the trigger.

"It's a pity that the Lord doesn't like demons."