The demon hunter jumped high, and the sword in his hand pierced deep into the back of his head along the back of the traitor's neck.

The fourth strike!

Bang!

Half of Darth Moore's back of his head was blown away under this sword, and most of his brain tissue splashed Xu Yichen.

Flesh and blood explosion!

[Elegant Tearer] The origin of the name is because of this characteristic, and its power is indeed well-deserved!

The rebellious apprentice who completely defected to the terrorism only felt that his eyes were dark and he completely lost consciousness.

Darth Moore, who was constantly eroded by the will of terror, could not even find too many memories of his weapons in his already ruined brain.

He was completely unprepared for the arrival of the fatal blow.

Darth Moore, who has an independent personality, may have been erased long ago, and what is left is nothing but a puppet with his body.

Xu Yichen didn't know why he had always carried weapons that he could not use, but he was willing to believe that this was the final resistance of the Cat School apprentice to Chaos.

If you die under your own sword, maybe you can rest in peace, right?

The Demon Hunter looked at the rebellious apprentice who stood still in front of him, and no one could survive this injury.

Half of the other party's skull was blown away, and the small amount of brain tissue left in the open wound had become almost the same as Douhua.

However, the cat-head badge belonging to the former apprentice was still shaking constantly on the chest of the Demon Hunter.

Being prepared for the various methods of the Chaos Demon, Xu Yichen took two cautious steps back, allowing the "corpse" of the rebel apprentice to block the body of himself and Nahru.

The headless giant was limping towards here. Its body was like plasticine. No matter how severe the trauma it was, it could be used after pinching and inserting it back into its original position.

In the shocked eyes of the Demon Hunter, the rebellious apprentice slowly exhaled and turned around.

In the previous explosion, the huge intracranial pressure "squirted out" Darth Moore's eyes and flew to the eye sockets. I don't know where to fly. At this time, there were two holes left at the position of the rebel apprentice's eyes.

Xu Yichen could even see the body of Nahru that was approaching behind the other party through the dilapidated flesh and blood tissue.

But this did not affect the appearance of an empty smile on Darth Moore's face, a truly "empty" smile.

As he grinned, an unknown piece of meat fell directly to the ground along his mouth from the huge wound in the back of his head.

The Demon Hunter thought that the thing might be his tongue.

"Meet again, Demon Hunter, I knew you wouldn't die so easily." A completely different voice came from the mouth of 'Darth Moore': "The Blood God is very satisfied with your offering. If you die like this, my Lord and I will be very disappointed."

Since he started to come into contact with chaos, Xu Yichen felt that his three views had been impacted. He was originally superstitious about science, but the world seemed to be moving further and further on the road of metaphysics.

"Manolos?" the demon hunter asked tentatively. This was the only guy he had ever come into contact with before and could represent the will of terror.

His weapon was cut off.

"Yes, it's me." Darth Moore reached out and touched the spiral horns on his head: "Although this body is not very satisfying to me, it's better to have it than not?"

Xu Yichen raised the sword in his hand with one hand, and the burning silver flames made Manolos take a step back subconsciously: "I thought I had completely killed you last time. It seems that you broke my weapon and I can avenge you again!"

Manolos waved his hand, an axe made of scarlet energy formed in his palm.

Unlike the giant sword with a rough shape in the previous rebellious apprentice's hands, the wide axe surface is painted with exquisite patterns, and along the curve of the axe blade, two strangely shaped sharp corners are highlighted.

Although it is very ferocious, it has to be said that this weapon looks like a high-end product at first glance.

"Don't rush to start fighting, Demon Hunter." Manolos waved the axe in his hand a few times, as if he was adapting to his new weapon: "The will of the Blood God cannot be violated. The original owner of this body is a fool. Whether as a Demon Hunter or a fighter who believes in the Blood God, he has no idea what kind of power he has."

"You are different. You are a real fighter. We can always find our own presence in killing." Manolos, who looked at the giant axe, avoided the headless giant's attack indifferently, and cut off half of the other party's foot with an axe.

"Unlike these dirty, rotten flesh composed of rotten corpses and plagues, we pursue sublimation of ourselves in battle." Manolos didn't care about exposing his back to the demon hunter: "The plan of the Lord of the Plague does not conform to the aesthetics of the great blood god."

Manolos took advantage of the attack of the headless giant and turned around and blinked at the demon hunter. God knew how he did this: "So, I will quietly help you complete this task, and then we will start a war on this land. How about fighting happily?"

When Xu Yichen heard the other party say the word "task", his heart was cold.

"This is a little secret between us. No one will know what you don't say." Manolos cut off one of the arm of Nahru's body with another axe: "You don't need to bear the infamy of a traitor. Do what you should do, be a hero, kill the Chaos Demon, and I also get what I want."

"Blood, killing, more corpses, more battles." After a few steps, Manolos separated the headless giant's limbs.

Now it is really as its name suggests, with only the body of Nahru left.

"More importantly, maybe you still have a chance to win!" Manolos seemed to feel uncomfortable at the back of his head, and reached out to clean up the remaining brain tissue: "Win-win!"

"How do you know my mission?" The Demon Hunter suppressed the turbulence in his heart and asked calmly.

"Come on, we haven't been to your world." Manolos threw away his giant axe. After the axe made of pure energy fell to the ground, it disappeared without a trace like fine sand: "Okay, I've never been to your world, but someone else has been there, and the entrance there is a bit narrow for me."

Magnos's arm muscles swelled and he forced himself to open the huge mouth of Nahru's body: "In fact, our existence is very similar. Your souls are placed in your 'server', and ours are placed in the hands of our master."

"We are no different for this world." Manolos's words almost stopped beating Xu Yichen's heart.
Chapter completed!