The loud gunshots were like the strike of the god of death, and the entire battlefield was clearly heard.

puff!

In front of the flame demon, the title-secret witch hunter, the sword of Dawn, and the branch president, Lord Serris, suddenly burst out like a watermelon.

This legendary witch hunter was actually killed with a musket with a long-range strike!

"The devil cries!"

Fang Yuan instantly retreated and sneaked towards the gunshot.

The one who can kill the legendary demon hunter has no other thought except this legendary magic weapon musket that has sniped the demon.

"The original gun god Homanchet died in the hands of the Hidden Demon... However, this magic weapon was rumored to strongly resist the power of darkness. The Night Family could not use it at all. The demon hunters thought it had been destroyed, but now it seems that it is not the case at all!"

"Can there be humans who defect to the demon?"

The inability of the Night Tribes to use does not mean that the magicians cannot use it. They can even be humans and witch hunters!

"The Demon Hunter Headquarters must have had some changes. Even the demons cannot detect such a big move..."

Obviously, Fang Yuan is not the only one who thinks of this.

Just after the gunshot, countless witch hunters rushed towards the sniper.

Most of them are witch hunters who use firearms.

Their original intention, in addition to eliminating danger and avenging the president, may also take the idea of ​​winning [The Devil Crying] and becoming the next Gun God.

The location of the sniper is a bell tower with a great view.

And here, the real arrangements of the demons emerged.

Puff!

In the void, blood splattered, as if one invisible god of death after another was reaping life.

"Hiddenly kill demons?! So many!"

Fang Yuan was a little surprised, and then he felt very normal again.

Tenesio and the Devil are crying here. I'm afraid that even if all members of the Hidden Demon Clan arrive, it will be a normal thing.

"Ice Tornado!"

Flock roared angrily, summoned an ice storm with his dagger and swept towards the bell tower: "Crash with me!"

In front of him, several frozen ice sculptures appeared in the original void, and even frost flowers on the ground, clearly showing traces of being trampled.

Fang Yuan did not seek merit, but wanted nothing wrong. He pretended to be an ordinary witch hunter, followed the army and rushed into the bell tower.

"It must be as soon as possible!"

He knew very well that at this time, a cold sword saint, Rego could not stop the siege of the Thousand-faced Demon and the seriously injured Flame Demon, not to mention, he was under such a big sniper threat.

The witch hunters lost their leader, and at this time they were only able to maintain a little morale in the temptation of revenge and treasures, and they could scatter and escape at any time.

If they lose their restraint, the probability of winning the treasure alone under heavy escort is almost zero!

There is really not much time left for him.

The entire bell tower has long been transformed at this time and has become a trap specifically for dealing with witch hunters. In any dark corner, there may be mechanisms or even a dark night clan hidden. Almost every moment, witch hunters die.

"Kill! Fight with me!"

Flock's eyes were red and his expression was crazy. He waved his swords and fought in blood, and rushed to the top level first.

There, there was only a figure lying on the ground, holding a long-barrel musket in his hand, lying on the ground aiming. The musket was simple in shape, but it shone with a holy light all over.

"Human!? Or the witch hunter!"

When Flock saw this man, his expression changed and his eyes turned red: "You betrayed your oath and your own race!"

The other party was disdainful and didn't even move.

Flok, who was rushing forward, felt something was wrong.

Unfortunately, it was too late at this time.

He rushed out for a while, suddenly stopped, and his whole body turned into pieces and disintegrated.

Only through his blood can we see that in the void, a circle of thin filaments was arranged at some time, as dense as a grid, extremely sharp, and even able to cut steel.

"It is worthy of being the strongest assassination technique of Hidden Killing Demons! Leave it to you!"

The sniper lying on the ground smiled gloomy, and then stared at the three figures fighting in the distance with all their attention.

After being prepared, Rego moved quickly, and from time to time, he used the cover, and the huge consumption of the devil's crying, making it difficult for him to fire a second shot.

‘The devil is so awesome…’

He said silently in his heart that although with his physical strength, he could only grab two at most, the effect was unparalleled.

Just one shot, the life of perhaps the strongest S-level demon hunter was taken away!

Even if it is placed in the headquarters of the Demon Hunter, it is only under the control of a few holy artifacts!

‘After the matter is completed, the Dark Night Family promised to hand over this legendary magic weapon to me!’

For such powerful power, even betrayal of the witch hunter is completely worth it.

Boom!

However, at this moment, the square element hidden in the dark moved.

"Burning Hand!"

He attached a layer of flame to his hands and sprayed forward in an instant.

raging!

The blazing flames instantly surrounded a translucent figure in the void.

It was a unique hidden demon. The talisman on his body was closely connected, like a piece of leather armor and countless fine silk threads connected to his hands, as if a master was plucking the strings.

"Catch you!"

Fang Yuan sneered, and the Starry Night Long Sword cut through the void: "Morning Star Sword Technique breaks through the dawn! Hidden Demon Kill!"

Even if Flok did not come to thunder, the arrangement of this hidden demon killing was still completely unable to escape his ignited eyes.

Of course, the other party used his own death to let the hidden demon relax his vigilance, revealing more flaws, but it was also worth the money.

laugh!

A star sword light emitted a dazzling light, like a sneak attack, passing through the neck of the demon.

The other person's expression was very surprised.

The best person who has always been accustomed to assassination and is hidden in the darkness was actually attacked by a witch hunter?

Not to mention, this hidden demon is still the king of the race!

"die!"

With the dawn-breaking artistic conception, the star sword light cleverly avoided the opponent's resistance, penetrated from the weakness, and instantly penetrated the hidden and killing demon as a whole.

"Any assassin, once he loses his concealment and becomes a head-on battle, his level will immediately drop by half, not to mention... it is still assassinated by me when he is caught off guard!"

After killing the Hidden Demon with one sword, Fang Yuan kept rushing towards the sniper.

"The Fallen Witch Hunter?"

"It is unlikely that the title hunter is a top-notch A-level? And, is it the type that specializes in gunpowder weapons?"

Almost instantly, he thought clearly about the strength comparison between the two sides and took action without mercy.

The demon hunter who specializes in gunpowder weapons has definitely shortcomings in close combat.

Not to mention, the other party had even made such a powerful blow before, how could it be without any cost or backlash?

"Damn..."

The sniper on the ground almost immediately gave up the sniper, pulled out a black dagger, and began to deal with Fang Yuan's attack: "Director of the Sword of Dawn?"

It has to be said that although Morning Star Sword Technique is widely circulated, there are very few demon hunters who have practiced to the realm of Moon. Anyone who sees Fang Yuan’s Dawn Breaking Sword will regard him as the direct inheritance of Seris.

"Do you want to avenge your teacher? Haha... Have you seen the scene of his head exploding? It's so wonderful..."

The other party's depraved witch hunter was wearing a hunter suit and a black eyeglasses. His face was intertwined with scars and sophisticated. He was obviously an experienced veteran who was constantly attacking Fang Yuan with his words, and his spear was aiming secretly.

"Die!"

But Fang Yuan could not give him this opportunity at all. While Xingye was hitting quickly, a short musket also appeared in his palm: "Woar!"

Bang!

The muzzle was squirting, and the one-eyed witch hunter broke a big hole in his chest, fell to the ground, and blood was spilled out of his mouth: "You... are not a pure swordsman!"

He looked at the musket in Fang Yuan's hand, and the expression on his face seemed to cry and laugh: "I didn't expect... I finally died under the musket of the witch hunter!"

"Seris is a pure swordsman. His disciples must be loyal to cold weapons, but for me... no matter how black and white cats it is, it is a good cat to catch mice..."

Fang Yuan sighed, knowing that the witch hunter was misled by his own ideas.
To be continued...