The girl also had a large amount of blood left on her face and body, making her look very embarrassed and dirty. And although the wounds have almost recovered, the scars are still glaring. I don't know if there will be a way to fix it in the future.

When she woke up, she froze in place as if she had been stupid. I tried to introduce myself to her, and took out my work ID that I had shown to the head teacher of my alma mater from my pocket.

This work document has a somewhat suggestive effect and convinces one that it represents the official security organization.

"You're safe." I said this to her.

She finally came to her senses, but her reaction was quite violent and confused. It can be seen that the dark experience of the past has left a deep shadow on her. She cried out in fright and stepped back in panic. No matter how hard I tried, she turned a deaf ear, only holding her head, curled up in the corner of the room and shivering.

This made it tricky for me. In fact, the reason why I left those two people alive was that I wanted to kill them in front of her, or simply give her to kill them. Revenge with her own hands is also good for mental health, but looking at her attitude, it seems that it is inconvenient to see blood again. In my heart, I don't really want those two people to die happily, but it's also inconvenient for me to do something too cruel in front of Joan. And if you are separated from him for a long time and concentrate on taking care of those two people, you have to worry about what accidents will happen to him during this time.

After thinking about it, he finally forcibly gouged out their eyeballs, cut off their limbs, and threw them into the depths of the fog, leaving the task of tending them to the demons. Of course, these avoided the eyes and ears of the other two. But let's still explain their fate.

Perhaps even this level of handling was still too cruel in Joan's worldview, but he swallowed back the objection as he looked at the other victims in the room who had died horribly, and commented on their end, "You deserve it." ”

Why doesn't this comment apply to me? Even compared to me, they are nothing more than petty traitors.

The girl still refused to communicate. I guess I'm quite afraid of men, and even if I claim to be an official security officer, it won't be of any use. As soon as she got closer, she reacted wildly, unable to even say half a logical sentence, obviously insane.

However, when Joan approached her, her reaction was relatively less intense. It can be seen that she actually did not misunderstand Joan's gender, and it can only be said that Joan's face is really not threatening. Having said that, she still revealed a strong suspicion and wariness.

"What can I do about this......" Joan was at a loss.

"I'm sorry, but I can only ask you now." I say.

Seeing that I please, he closed his mouth and began to silently think of how to deal with it.

The girl is still reluctant to clean her body, probably using the blood stains on her body as some kind of protective color. Judging from the shape distribution of her facial features and figure, she should have been an extremely beautiful girl, and the two people before must have been interested in it because of this. In such a lack of order, beauty often becomes the fuse of misfortune, and this tragedy is not uncommon in history. I don't know what kind of life she once lived, but it was never distorted into what she is now. And all because of this sudden fog of nightmares.

After that, I collected the bodies of the other victims in the house and buried them in the backyard for the time being. However, it may be that while dealing with the victim's body, the smell of blood finally attracts the demons, and several demons gather in this direction, and break the walls of the house in an attempt to attack Joan and the girl. Although I killed all the demons in time, the house could no longer be inhabited, and I had to change places.

Joan tried her best to say what she said like a child, and it took a lot of effort to convince the girl to follow us.

"Don't worry, the people who will hurt you are gone." Joan whispered to the girl, who gave me a frightened look.

Joan seemed a little angry at her reaction, but quickly calmed down, suddenly looked at me too, thought for a moment, and then turned to the girl, and said in a voice that was even softer than before, "It's not safe here, and you hate it too, right?" We just happened to change places. You just have to follow me, and don't leave my side. ”

After a moment's hesitation, the girl slowly followed.

From a utilitarian point of view, this girl is purely a burden that influences our activities. But I couldn't ignore her either.

I want to see laughter more than tears...... That's what I really wanted to do. It's cliché and boring, but I haven't forgotten it for a moment.

Therefore, I also hope that this girl, who has been tormented in nightmares, will one day be able to return to the bright track of life.

However, the unexpected happened.

On the way to move, the succubus and the hunter attacked.

——

The reason why I want to take Joan around is to find clues to the succubus's whereabouts. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack, except I can't convince myself to be stuck in a particular place doing nothing. Therefore, the succubus took the initiative to appear in front of me, which can be regarded as just what I wanted.

And obviously, she must have attacked with a chance of victory. That being said, I can't help but be puzzled. Even if she had a chance of winning, it was still a risky thing to be my enemy, and with the personality she had shown before, she should have kept her at arm's length from me, and I couldn't find her anyway. Now he insists on appearing in the raid, what is the reason for this?

As we passed through a street, the wall shattered, and the familiar bone whip slammed through the rubble and dust to my throat.

This is undoubtedly an attack by a succubus.

I sensed the killing intent ahead of time and summoned the Siren's Blade to block it. However, the blow was far more powerful than I expected - I was knocked out on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, I flew upside down more than thirty meters like a home run baseball, and Joan and the girl had completely disappeared from view. Is this huge force really an attack by a succubus? If it weren't me who was the one who did this trick, but a warlock of the level of the middleman, maybe one would have died on the street.

Before he could land, he saw the figure of a man appear above him without warning.

It's a hunter!

As soon as this powerful law enforcement warlock appeared in a spell of enchantment, he burst out in a burning posture and aimed it at my chest, blasting it down with all his might.

I couldn't avoid it in the air, so I had to block again, and then I fell to the ground at high speed like a smashed volleyball. I barely managed to adjust my position to land on my feet during the fall, and under the tremendous force of the fall, not to mention my feet, even my knees were nailed deep into the ground. Before he could pull out his legs, the succubus's bone whip swept through the depths of the fog with a speed far beyond the sound.

I heard that the whip is originally a weapon that is easy to break through the sound barrier, even if an ordinary person shakes the long whip with all his strength, it is possible to make a loud sonic boom sound at the end, let alone in the hands of the succubus at this time? I saw the Bone Whip slam at my face with terrifying force, a blow that would have torn the armor plate to pieces as easily as rice paper, even if it was made of upper alloy.

But this time, instead of being beaten passively, I quickly swung the siren blade to meet the bone whip. The two weapons collided in the air, and there was a violent sound like a bomb exploding. The loud sound wave caused all the glass doors and windows on both sides of the street to explode at the same time, and even the surrounding fog was temporarily forced back in a large circle under the strong wind.

The Bone Whip retreated back into the fog, and then the succubus himself finally emerged from the fog.

She had an expression of victory on her face, but she didn't say half a word of nonsense, and chased and fought again. The Hunter appeared behind me like a ghost, attacking in unison.

Under the front and back attacks of the two, I was so suppressed for a while that I couldn't find a chance to fight back.

The Hunter is still the same Hunter, and his strength has not changed. And the succubus has become like two people, if in the past she was just a master in the folk evaluation standards, then now she can be called a strong person even with the evaluation standards of the Security Bureau.

In the past, her combination with the intermediary did not seem to me to pose a decent threat, but the combination of her and the hunter now put me in a bitter battle that I never expected.

If there's one thing to be thankful for, it's that they didn't kidnap JoAnn and the girl for hostage tactics. But whether it's an intermediary or a succubus, are they so sure that hostage tactics won't work for me? Although they thought so much and I was happy, I felt a little complicated.

"Did you release this fog?" In order to prevent the enemy from being attacked, I walked high speed through the foggy streets, and tested her with words, "And the breath of you......"

After these few fights, I have somewhat figured out the scale feathers of the secret of her becoming stronger. She had become strange to me, and a sense of danger from her body was very similar to the one I had felt from the wooden box. Since the original wooden box contained the Fog Demon, could it be that she asked the Fog Demon to possess herself?

"That's right, I did it." She unabashedly admitted, "You're satisfied with hearing this, right?" Then go die! ”

She didn't mean to talk to me at length, and once again swung a bone whip that was far faster than sonic speed.

But this time, I grabbed the bone whip directly with my left hand.

As soon as I made contact, my left hand was torn to the point that the flesh exploded, like a bomb exploding in the palm of my hand, and most of the flesh of the entire palm was removed, revealing the white bones. But then, I twisted my wrist and wrapped the whip around me, and pulled it back.

The succubus in the distance was involuntarily pulled closer by me.

Like an executioner raising a severed axe, I raised the siren blade in my right hand to deliver a fatal blow to her.

"What—" She was dumbfounded, but couldn't avoid or stop her.

Fighting regardless of the damage to my body has always been my usual way of playing, and in the past, I didn't even care if my brain was broken, but now it's just that my left palm is destroyed, so there's no fuss about it.

The Hunter immediately activated the spatial transfer and flashed to my side to stop my killing move. But the way he moves, I've tasted it too many times. At a glance, I predicted the "landing point" of his spatial transfer.

Not only that, but I also saw more key information. In this battle, there seems to be some kind of malfunction in his spatial transfer, and the distance of a single transfer is far worse than the last battle. In terms of hand-to-hand combat, it has little impact, and in other aspects, I am afraid that it is not enough.

As soon as he appeared, he was kicked in the chest by me and slammed into the distant store like a volleyed football.

Almost at the same time, the Siren's blade slashed mercilessly, splitting the succubus's delicate head to pieces on the spot.

She's dead.

But then, the stunned person was replaced by me.

Something I could never have imagined happened—her corpse vanished into mist, while the distant mist recondensed and another succubus appeared.

How can it be? No amount of immortality or regeneration could escape the attack of the Siren's Blade, something like this had never happened before. Even if it was a clone that I killed just now, the main body should die with the death of the clone.

I don't think the succubus really has immortality beyond the siren's blade, however, it's also true that she didn't die.

What's the secret? I can't help but wonder, could it be that the succubus is a twin, and it was her sister who died just now? But the succubus in front of me is the same person as the succubus who died just now, and my eyes and awareness will not deceive me.

Her eyes lit up, and she whipped again, trying to crush me with the hunters.

At this time, my left palm was also quickly repaired by the regenerative power supported by the siren blade, and it was as if every muscle fiber had become a wriggling and multiplying worm, and it quickly wrapped around the bones at a speed visible to the naked eye, regrowing blood vessels, nerves, and epidermis, and becoming as if it had never been damaged.

Within two minutes, I grabbed her flaw again and smashed her head.

She still didn't really die, but reformed her body in the fog. This time I watched her death and resurrection very closely. I sensed that at the moment of her death, it did seem that some fragment of the spirit did enter the Siren's Blade. It's hard to describe in words that feeling, it's purely a mystical intuition.

It's just that the feeling of killing her seems to be very similar to the feeling of killing those demons, and the spirit fragments she harvested don't seem to be her own spirit fragments.

Sure enough, isn't this her essence? But even if you use a clone, you shouldn't be able to escape the lethality of the Siren's Blade.

Or is this not even her doppelganger, but a mass-produced special demon in the form of a succubus? That's why they appear one after another, and there is also a combat power that the succubus himself does not have? This speculation is even more outrageous, and there is no feeling of hitting the bull's-eye in my heart at all.

As I've mentioned here and a while before, my awareness is perfect for combat. One of the specific manifestations is that as long as it is something related to the battle, even if it is a random guess, once you guess it, you will have a clear sense of hit in your heart.

At this point, nearly ten minutes had passed since the battle began, which sounded short, but in such a fast-paced, all-out battle, it had been a long delay. And the succubus still didn't breathe, she seemed to have infinite physical strength.

I should have been unable to do so after a minute at most, but the Siren's Blade was able to burn the internal reserves of spirit fragments to continue to support my strength. I've killed a lot of demons in the fog before, and with the spirit fragments I have stored in the past, I have plenty of confidence even if I am allowed to fight with all my strength for another hour.

However, hunters can't do such things. It is not known what method the succubus used on its own, but it clearly does not work for hunters. The latter also used the Demon Realm Spell that burned lifespan, which was originally a way to fight for life in a short period of time, and even if the lifespan could still hold up, the physical endurance could not hold it. The hunter's speed and strength have dropped significantly compared to before, and the whole person has become more and more withered, and his eyes are gradually distracted. If you continue to fight, it is not surprising that you will die suddenly in battle.

The situation was slowly turning against me, and the succubus's face was getting more and more anxious, as if he couldn't understand why I hadn't exhausted myself.

As I killed her again, she seemed to react suddenly.

"It's a feeling...... Are you absorbing the spirit fragments from my side? Her face changed drastically, "My power is being taken away from you?" The reason why you can keep fighting like this is because ......"

It seems that she has misunderstood something, but it is not far off. There are a lot more spirit fragments I get from her than I get from other demons, and if I kill her a little faster, I can really use her power against her. And speeding up the frequency is not something difficult to do, once the hunter loses the ability to fight, the succubus can no longer be as close to me as it is now.

Her original odds of winning were probably this inexplicable immortal body and bottomless endurance, but her abacus fell through.

No matter what immortal body is, there is a limit, although I don't know what the principle of her immortality is, but as long as I kill her hundreds of times, thousands of times, tens of thousands of times, sooner or later, I will be able to completely kill her.

I don't have any other skills to do it, but I'm very good at killing.

Sadly, she doesn't seem to have the motivation to stay with me. After screaming in anger, she turned and ran as she had done the last time she had worked with an intermediary, and her body crumbled into mist as she fled, and finally she was no longer separated from the fog.

She could escape this way, but the hunter couldn't.

The hunter looked at the direction in which the succubus was fleeing, and when my gaze fell on him, his face changed suddenly.

(End of chapter)