Wayne was like a lamb that had broken into a pack of wolves, and in this case her face remained unchanged, and her calm eyes looked around.

They came from all directions, and the valley was filled with ghostly roars, and the aura of darkness filled every corner.

Then, the dark creatures surrounded Vayne, staring at them with a fierce light.

The next moment, they launched an attack directly on the human who had intruded into their territory.

The battle was on the verge of breaking out, and Wayne fought back without showing weakness.

Every dark creature that wanted to take her life was buried.

In the darkness of the night, Vane felt that she had become stronger, and she felt that she was like a dark hunter wandering in the dark night.

The figure shuttled nimbly through various parts of the valley, and every shot of the Holy Silver Crossbow Arrow could take the life of a dark creature.

She was a little unsure whether the mutant she was chasing at the beginning was dead.

But it doesn't matter.

Feeling the constant heat in her body, more and more cheerful, more and more ecstasy, Vayne is grateful that it has brought her here.

Tonight, only one side can live between these dark creatures and her.

An arrow pierced the head of a remote demon twenty meters away, and Wayne held the dagger that was watered with the power of the holy silver in his left hand, and then turned around without hesitation.

The dagger stabbed directly into the head of a bloodthirsty seed that pounced behind him, and the demon's blood suddenly sprayed Vayne's body.

Under this bloody stimulus, Wayne felt satisfied.

Her black eyes, in the night, radiated a cold light.

Looking at the more and more dark creatures that surrounded her, not only was she not afraid, but the corners of her mouth hooked up a sneer.

Feeling the excitement of all the cells in her body, she knew she was enjoying the hunt.

The movements are getting smoother and smoother, and the killings are getting more and more decisive.

As time passed, the valley was littered with the corpses of dark creatures.

On their corpses, Wayne held a crossbow in his hand, condescending, his eyes looking at the rest of them with indifferent eyes.

The next moment, Wayne took the initiative to rush forward, his face cold.

She will hunt down all the dark creatures in this world.

Yes, it doesn't matter if you fight alone.

Even if there is no such person. It doesn't matter.

Wayne immersed herself in the killing, thinking about nothing more.

She felt that her physical strength had been exhausted, but in the same way, the other party had suffered a lot of casualties.

The number that was so numbing at the beginning is that there is only so much left at this moment.

That's when the buzz ——!

A dark orb that galloped from a distance struck Wayne's back unexpectedly, and the dark energy exploded in time.

Wayne felt as if she had been hit by a beast of prey, and her body flew upside down and smashed into a tree.

With a 'wow' sound, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Falling to the ground, Wayne looked at the blood stains on the ground, only to feel that her vision was a little dizzy, and when she was more awake, she raised her head and looked in the direction of the magic ball.

I saw a mage about fifty years old, dressed in a linen cloak and holding a magic staff, with gray and black hair, pale complexion, and black eyes.

She held the staff on her finger, with a ring like a bone, and her body was very tall, and her limbs looked thick and powerful.

Look at the demonic aura that lingers all over her body.

Wayne was sure that she was the one the demon had recruited, a demon sacrifice.

For a moment, Vayne's eyes were covered with revenge and anger.

She couldn't wait to rush forward immediately and ask the whereabouts of the demon from the mouth of the demon sacrifice.

Driven by hatred, her body once again surged with strength.

"Bold intruder, you will pay a terrible price for offending that lord's territory."

The Demon Priest stared at Vane coldly, and as he spoke, he raised his staff again, and dark energy began to gather on it.

Wayne gritted his teeth and raised his hand, and a holy silver crossbow arrow immediately shot out.

Interrupted the casting of the Demon Sacrifice.

The next moment, Wayne endured the sharp pain all over her body and quickly got up.

Compared to the outright hatred in my heart, this pain in my body is nothing at all.

This time, she forgot Frey's admonition.

She can use the belief of revenge to become stronger, but in battle, revenge must never dominate emotions.

With a blazing fire in her eyes, her behavior was no longer as calm as before, this was the closest she had been to that demon in two years!

The closest to the demon who killed her beloved!

As long as she thought so, Wayne didn't care about anything.

The Holy Silver Crossbow Arrow frantically vented towards the Demon Sacrifice, and each shot was infused with the hatred and anger in Vayne's heart.

Arrows whistling through the valley.

The demon priest kept chanting incantations, and dark magic protected her body, bringing her far more strength and speed than ordinary people.

She and Vayne navigated the valley as she ordered her minions to attack the intruder.

Vayne was caught between the dark creatures on many sides, and she gritted her teeth and turned the direction of her crossbow to shoot arrows one after another.

In just a few seconds, these dark creatures died under her arrows.

The minions died one after another, but the demon sacrifice did not show any performance, but looked at Vain, who seemed to be of good strength, and his eyes showed a light of desire.

"You seem to be a good sacrifice."

As she spoke, she licked her black lips and looked at Wayne greedily with her eyes.

This intruder seems to have a high quality, and if caught, he can sacrifice it to the adult.

Presumably she will be happy.

In this way, she also raised her staff and began to chant the incantation again.

Powerful dark magic shot out of the staff and swept towards Vayne in a frenzy.

Wayne responded with a steady stream of holy silver bolts, and her figure shuttled through the valley, dodging the attacks of those spells.

Under her near-cathartic attack, the crossbow bolts quickly ran out.

But the dark creatures around them were also slain, and their corpses were strewn everywhere, with holy silver crossbow arrows stuck in them.

Only that demon sacrifice remained.

Wayne changed to holding the dagger in his right hand, staring at the other party coldly, and the next moment, he rushed directly forward.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the demon priest's mouth, and without dodging or dodging, he waved his staff and let out a whistling sound.

In close combat, after just a few moves, Wayne was smashed by a staff and flew ten meters away.

Her body fell to the ground and rolled a few times, very embarrassed.

The reason for the sneak attack by the dark magic before had caused her to force the fight with her injured body, and she had already experienced a physically demanding battle before that.

At this moment, he was no match for the Demon Sacrifice in its heyday.

Falling to the ground, the pain in her body made Wayne unable to get up, her vision blurred, and the smell of blood in her mouth.

"You've killed so many of my minions, so it's not too much to exchange your life, right?"

The Demon Priest calmly walked towards Wayne.

Wayne raised his head, his eyes full of hatred a little more unwilling.

Reduced to this point, she only complains that she is too weak.

If you weren't so careless at first, you wouldn't have succeeded in a sneak attack.

If you save some crossbow arrows in the future, you won't be like now, watching the enemy come towards you, but you can't do anything about it.

In the face of hatred, she finally left behind what her master had warned her.

Will she die?

By now, Wayne is actually not afraid of death.

On that night two years ago, her heart died along with her parents.

For two years, she felt like a walking dead for revenge.

Nowadays, it has just become a ridiculous joke.

Those who can't even take revenge, those who can't do it, fools.

The hatred in his chest spread to his whole body, but Wayne didn't even have the strength to clench his fists at the moment.

She didn't understand.

Why did her life become like this?

I obviously didn't do anything wrong, why would God be so willing to destroy her life.

Tired

In the past two years, she has lived so tired.

The demon priest was already approaching, and looking at Wayne in front of him, he let go of his hand weakly, revealing a pleasant smile: "Have you given up?" But don't worry, I won't kill you so easily. ”

The dead were worthless to the Lord.

With such a high-quality offering, she naturally had to keep it well until the adult came to taste it.

"Stay away from her!"

Just then, a voice fell.

It was accompanied by a flying arrow.

The moment the arrow was issued, the Demon Priest had already sensed the danger, and immediately dodged and retreated without the slightest hesitation.

The gaze is also in the direction of the sound.

And accomplices?

Frey stepped out of the shadows, crossbow in hand and aimed at the demon sacrifice.

"Interesting."

Seeing her, the Demon Priest showed an interested gaze, "I smell the same kind of thing in you. ”

"Whew! Shout! ”

In response to her, two flying bolts came in.

The Demon Priest swung his staff and swept the two bolts away.

At this time, Frey had already come to Wayne's side, and looked at the seriously injured Wayne, her eyes showed a touch of distress.

And Wayne, as if hearing a familiar voice, raised his head, and saw a face in his blurred vision.

Her lips moved, but she didn't make a sound.

"Looks like you're here to save her."

The Demon Priest looked at Frey, and raised his hand to launch a ball of darkness.

Frey immediately picked up Wayne and dodged, then placed her a little farther away.

When she turned around, her face and eyes had become very cold, and a burning anger continued to emerge from her, telling her mood at the moment.

Then, she took the ice bone knife from behind her back, and without saying a word, rushed towards the other party.

The Demon Priestess calmly recited the incantation, and shot out of her staff with a stream of dark magic, drowning Frey's figure in it.

In the next second, the Ice Bone Knife slashed down in these dark energies.

The Demon Priest immediately raised his staff to block, and both of their arms trembled slightly, indicating that their strength was in a close match.

Frey's whole body slammed forward, pressed forward again, and then raised his hand, and the ice bone machete slashed down.

The Demon Priest dodged, and the staff swung towards Frey like a melee weapon.

Her body is strengthened by dark magic, and in terms of physique, she is on par with, or even slightly beaten, Frey, a demon hunter.

After dozens of moves, Frey's body was hit hard by the staff, and then he was constantly suppressed, and he was about to be defeated.

The eyes of the demon priest gradually became a little arrogant: "What? Not ready to use your true powers? ”

Frey said nothing with a cold face, even if she was constantly suppressed, she didn't have the idea of using dark energy.

She didn't want to use this power in front of Wayne.

She didn't want to show her real, ugly posture in front of this child's eyes.

"It's our instinct to follow the darkness, how can there be a fool like you who has abandoned the darkness?"

The Demon Priestess saw that Frey didn't seem to have used dark magic in a long time, and she swung her staff vigorously to knock Frey's ice bone knife aside, her mouth constantly mocking.

"Your appearance can't change her fate as a sacrifice, but it's a pity that adults are not interested in a polluted soul like you."

Then, the demon priest raised his staff, and he was about to deal a fatal blow to the same kind in front of him.

However, at this moment, she suddenly saw a more vigorous anger in Frey's eyes, and in the next second, her body also exuded a manic power.

"I won't allow anyone to control her fate anymore!"

Frye roared, her figure swelling violently, and the speed of her face changed to another form visible to the naked eye.

It was a fierce, fierce, fierce-eyed, fanged beast.

A rare Freljord wolf, her exterior covered in a beautiful blue coat, but even this could not hide her furious anger.

In just the moment of transformation, the giant wolf opened its mouth and directly bit off the left arm of the demon sacrifice.

The Demon Priest's eyes widened in horror, and as the pain came, she exclaimed, "You're a shapeshifter."

Before she finished her words, she was thrown to the ground by Frey in the next second, and under the violent force, she directly tore the demon sacrifice in half.

Because of the stimulation of the smell of blood, the giant wolf's eyes looked extremely scarlet.

Vayne, who had regained some strength, could see clearly, and when she saw Frey in the form of a giant wolf, her face was a little dull.

The violent aura on Frey's body made her feel extremely strange.

The wolf turned his head, blood still dripping from his mouth, and his scarlet gaze looked at her.

Under this terrifying gaze, Wayne felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart.

In the next second, there was a touch of apology and guilt in the giant wolf's eyes, and then her form began to shrink, returning to the appearance of a normal person.

The look in his eyes was completely different from the beastly anger before.

"That's what I really am."

Frey looked at Wayne and hesitated, but said, "I know, you can't accept me the way I look."

Vayne's expression paused when he heard this.

"So, I'm here to say goodbye to you one last time. After daybreak, I will return to Freljord. ”

Frey looked at Wayne and said this with a hint of hope in her eyes.

She hoped that Wayne would be able to speak.

Ask for her, even once.

But no.

Wayne fell silent, her mind constantly recalling Frey's Great Wave mentality just now, and her heart was extremely complicated.

All she felt was a mess in her head right now.

I don't know what to say at this moment.

Seeing that Wayne didn't speak, Frey seemed to know her choice, and a wry smile appeared on her face, and then she was relieved.

Perhaps, in the coming days, it will be good if you don't show up again.

"I'll leave after you've taken care of your injuries."

Frey said, walking over to Wayne and then to get the medicine and bandages.

Just as he was about to reach Wayne, there was a "boom", and a stab suddenly emerged from the ground, piercing Frey's body on the spot.

As blood spurted out, some splattered on Wayne's face, and Frey's eyes were stunned.

Wayne was momentarily stunned on the spot, and her expression was dull.

At this moment, she felt as if her heart was cracking.

The voices in her world seemed to disappear in an instant.

She watched as Frey's body was pierced by the ground stabs, and blood continued to flow out of the bloody mouth in her abdomen.

The life in her eyes was rapidly dissipating, but her eyes were always looking at herself, her head down, and her eyes were full of guilt.

It hurts, it hurts.

Wayne felt like her heart had been pierced by that thorn in the ground, and her heart hurt so much that she couldn't breathe.

Her world collapsed at this moment.

At this moment, from the bottom of her heart, an inexplicable emotion suddenly poured out, as if it was pulling her nerves, constantly suppressing her mood.

In her ears, there seemed to be voices ringing one after another, constantly telling her that there was no need to feel sorry for this.

Noisy, very noisy.

Vayne felt like her brain was about to explode, and she closed her eyes in pain and covered her ears.

But those voices did not disappear, but intensified.

Even in the distance, a figure with a staff in his hand walked out, but he didn't notice it.

In the shadows, another demon priest stepped out, her staff glowing with a strange dark glow, and a cruel sneer on her lips.

Looking at her companion's body torn in half, she even directly ridiculed.

"What a waste, a weak person like you, even if you live, you will only disappoint adults."

Then, she looked over there, a sneer on her face.

Fortunately, she had been hiding in the shadows from the beginning, and the power of the transformed form of that kind.

Even she may not be able to defeat her.

But now, it's a different story.

Pierced by a ground thorn, even if she wanted to transform, she couldn't.

"Now, the credit is all mine."

A smug look gradually appeared in her eyes, and she wondered how the Lord would reward her if she offered this sacrifice next.

(End of chapter)