A wurm that could vaguely distinguish the color of its body struggled out of Maika's body.

It was the most powerful monster he had hunted, and even after decades, it still hadn't completely dissipated.

An elixir-eating dragon of the calamity, and before he found it, the myeloid was at lunch, and the entire village was covered with spine and skull bones, and the brain and bone marrow were falling from between the behemoth's teeth.

He almost died there.

But now, its remaining reluctance and anger have become his most powerful weapons.

Maika stepped out of the room alone.

The witcher didn't talk nonsense, and the marrow eater dragon spirit covered his whole body, like armor made of dragon scales.

A hint of solemnity flashed in Abel's eyes. The enemy seemed to be more tricky than he thought:

"Maggie, Edmund, surround him with me, and the others with me. ”

Abel himself is an apprentice of the pure white knight, and his combat ability is also first-class among the honorary knights, Edmund is his father's manpower, and he is not inferior to his combat effectiveness, although Magee is not as good as the two, but he is also a qualified honorary knight.

Moreover, there were more than twenty heavily armed cavalry and mercenaries around them, and if Mika was not careful, he could also be injured by them.

The witcher stood still, waiting for the attack.

For him, if it was a head-on fight, it would not be difficult to kill them all, but if it was to stop them, he did not have confidence.

As long as the other party can hurt Hara, he fails.

If at first, he was just trying to make up for the trouble he had caused, now he must not let them touch Hara.

Once the monster tastes the taste of blood and power, it's hard to quit.

And a runaway shapeshifter, except for the pure white knight, it is estimated that few people in this city can stop it, and by that time, at least thousands of innocent civilians will be killed.

More than twenty knights charged at Maika alone.

Maika reached out and grabbed the guy running at the front, trying to twist his head off.

Abel overtakes Maika's target and uses his sword to stop Mika's attack.

Claws and metal intertwined, sparks flying.

The tail of the myeloid dragon spirit swam, whipping a knight who wanted to rush into the room, and the metal armor sank into his chest, crushing his ribs.

Three honorary knights surrounded the witcher.

They didn't rush to launch a fierce attack, but took advantage of the restriction that Mika couldn't leave the doorway, and little by little consumed his physical strength, and the tip of the sword left blood marks on the witcher's body.

Although the spirit is a new life form composed of the emotions and magic of the myeloid eater, it still retains some instincts.

It cooperates with Maika to accurately defend against any of his knights and mercenaries.

But its body was too sluggish, and it was no longer able to block attacks from all directions as before, and from time to time a blade would cut Maika's body.

It had little intelligence, but the Soul of the Myelin Eater could still remember the days when it accompanied the man on a killing spree, when it was often able to consume the corpses of other monsters, and its fighting ability was even stronger than it was before.

But at some point, they never encountered another monster again, and its owner did not allow it to suck human brains, and it gradually became weaker and weaker.

A sharp blade went around his tail and stabbed his master's calf.

Obviously, as long as it occasionally sucks a few humans every year, it can guarantee most of its combat power, but its little brain really can't understand why its master refuses this kind of power.

Has the master given up on himself? Has the master disliked himself? It has always been the master's most powerful spirit, but the master has not called it out for a long time.

The claws tore through another pair of armor and cut a chunk of flesh from the enemy's chest.

But today it knows that it is still the most trusted weapon of its master, and that this may well be its last battle.

The phantom of the Myeloid Eater roared into the sky, a sharp sound piercing the eardrums of several enemies, blood leaving behind the sides of their faces.

But none of them retreated, and under Abel's leadership, all the knights and mercenaries fell into a frenzy bordering on madness, with only Mika and his spirit in their eyes.

Once again, the sharp tail burrowed into a person's throat, bringing out ruddy blood and even leaving an afterimage.

However, the Soul Eater knew that they were getting slower and slower, that their mana was running out, and that if they continued like this, they would soon be defeated.

But it's okay, it's still alive.

Although the Myeloid Eater Spirit never considered itself a living being, it possessed a life force that could burn, which puzzled its small head.

Maika pulled Maggie's blade away with her hand, trying to pierce his abdomen with her fist, but Edmund's dagger leaned in first, forcing him to retreat.

And when neither side noticed, a dead body with a hole in its head slipped into the house.

Mary Anne has talent.

If she hadn't joined the White Lions, she might have become an actress, and she knew she would be a good actor.

Marianne quickly returned to her original form, the male body arcing gracefully, and the transformed wounds disappeared.

Mary Anne held up a finger in front of her sexy red lips:

"Shhhh ”

Mary Anne hugged Hara before she could react, her other hand turning dark blue and skin like a frozen rock.

She smashed the walls with her fists.

The knight in silver armor rushed out of the hotel with the girl in his arms:

"Lord Abel, I've grabbed Hara, I'll send her back now. ”

As soon as she had finished speaking, Mary Anne ran off into the distance.

Abel's face was beaming:

"Heh, the girl has been caught, you also surrender to me, I will try not to hurt Alice as much as possible. ”

Maika sneered and tugged at the wound on her chest, sending a sharp pain.

He still failed, and it seemed that the shapeshifter had no chance of living a peaceful life.

He had figured out what was going to happen after that.

The shapeshifter eventually reveals its identity and can only keep killing other people in order to protect itself.

Until she begins to succumb to the desire for pleasure to kill.

Evil and blood became both a motive and a burden to the monster at the same time, and she never had a chance to turn back.

Monsters will kill thousands of people, flee the city, even those who love her the most will no longer trust her, and monsters who have lost their shackles will forever face a never-ending hunt from the Church and the Order.

The evil monster that has finally killed countless people will eventually die alone, and justice will be stretched out again.

All this is simply because Hora is not human, and if both sides of the fight are human, no one will be blamed at all, but if the murderer is another intelligent race, she will be unforgivable.

Regardless of whether she was acting in self-defense or for what sympathetic reasons, the inhuman race was destined to be evil monsters as long as they killed humans.

Humans, on the other hand, have the privilege of killing their fellow citizens and other inhuman races.

The witcher raised his fist again, and the myeloid dragon spirit opened its bloody mouth.

For a witcher.

If you can't die in the process of hunting monsters, then dying in battle for justice and justice is a good ending.