Strongest Demon Hunter of All-Heavens - Chapter 470

The same voice and words.

Over and over again.

Claudia sneered and said contemptuously, “stupid and arrogant.

A group of dirty vampires and dark creatures are also trying to build a nation. This is the funniest joke I’ve ever heard in my life. ”

Wen Yan.

Jalanka frowned, looked back at him suspiciously, said in a moment of silence, “aren’t you a vampire?”

Claudia looked straight into her eyes, her indifferent tone, oppressive, full of hatred and disgust.

“Demon hunter, you can call my name directly, or you can think I’m a hybrid human with impure blood, but don’t let me hear the name of vampire, okay?”

Her answer made jalanka more confused.

But that’s what everyone said

Frown and no longer respond.

The topic ends.

There was a dull silence in the carriage.

Only the old engine of the car gives full play to the last waste heat and roars continuously.

On the passenger seat.

Yaranka glanced at Cole’s side face from time to time.

Many days ago, after the Golden Harbor incident.

She is quite sure that she has hopelessly fallen in love with this guy.

frankly speaking.

Who doesn’t like such a powerful and handsome demon hunter?

What’s more, he saved his life.

But the reality is.

His relationship with the dark Raven witch, former demon hunter penny seranda, is well known all over the world.

At the same time, there is an ambiguous big reporter Amelia, and a strange woman who is suspected of being a witch and calls herself a witch.

In troubled times.

Cole’s sudden appearance made jalanka inexplicably have a strange idea of fate.

If you don’t say something now.

Maybe some words, she can only take it into the coffin.

After sorting out his thoughts, he turned to look at Cole and looked directly at his side face. His tone was calm, as if he was not talking about a red faced true confession, but an ordinary trivial matter.

“Cole, I think… I may be in love with you.”

If Cole was a playboy like Carl at this time, he would never refuse the true confession of a beautiful woman like jalanka dush.

At least not physically.

Finish this sentence.

Jalanka rolled down the window, put her arm on the edge of the window, and let the harsh cold wind blow on her white face. Her dark red hair floated in the wind, like ending a wish, smiling and looking into the distance.

As in this dark era.

Everyone’s destiny.

Maybe.

At this moment.

Yaranka’s performance can be regarded as a relatively normal person with personal emotions and desires.

Maybe.

From the moment Cole embarked on the road of demon hunter and Claudia embarked on the road of revenge, to some extent, normal people’s life has long been contrary to them.

long time.

Cole exhaled a puff of smoke and said coldly, “you’ll die.”

Aranka turned her head.

Two people face each other with four eyes.

The beautiful woman with a few freckles on her nose, whose smile seemed to have a gentle and soothing strange power, said, “if I don’t say, I may not have a chance after today.”

Nina, the little girl, looked at the three people in the car.

She can understand the expression of love, but she can’t understand why the beautiful sister sitting in the front row would say such words.

After today.

Can’t you say it tomorrow?

meanwhile.

The headquarters of the imperial demon hunting regiment.

Rolando ugg stood alone in the office on the top floor, holding the pure gold pocket watch that never left his body. His haze looked through the window at the hurried citizens and the devastated streets below.

Suddenly.

A sharp pain from his heart twisted his face, which remained unchanged all year round.

Take a piece of medicine out of the pocket of your coat vest and take it with water.

A moment later.

Pain relief.

And the pain seemed to remind him of the extraordinary years.

He had not smiled for many years, and the corners of his mouth floated a faint arc inexplicably.

Reach out.

Open the cover of the pocket watch and look at the black-and-white photos inside.

When he was young, Rolando wore a uniform of demon hunter interns, raised his head, was full of energy, smiled and confident.

Beside him, there was a young girl with curly hair, beautiful eyes and sweet smile, who was also wearing an intern uniform.

Look at the picture for a long time.

He put his left hand on the evil sarcoma in his chest and repeated what he had said to himself countless times with a voice that only he could hear.

“Now is not the time, Lord of pain… Now… Not the time…”

…

The sun goes to the west mountain.

Night gradually came.

At this moment, everyone who still lives completely in this world starts to tighten up again with a slightly soothing heart.

They know.

The master and slave of pain will invade their homes again after the sun has completely set.

And in the imperial capital.

The Imperial Army closely arranged defense lines, built defensive roadblocks at important streets, and set up machine guns and artillery.

The accompanying demon hunters also began to adjust their state, fill their stomachs and tidy up their weapons and ammunition.

The headquarters responsible for commanding the front line.

Telephone ringing and telegraph sound interweave a busy picture.

Everyone is trying their best to make their own efforts for tonight’s resistance, even if he is just the most ordinary and ordinary operator.

Because they know.

The soldiers on the front line and the demon hunters are working hard.

Any slack and escape will only make their blood flow in vain.

Everyone’s heart is tightly stretched with a nerve.

Imperial Palace.

Experienced the baptism of countless wars.

Has endured countless attacks from the dark world.

As a symbol of the imperial spirit, the elderly queen once again refused the asylum request of the cabinet and the demon hunting regiment, and lived a regular and simple life with her whole family as usual.

Just like her national speech yesterday.

If the dark world really conquered the world and the country.

Then they have to step on the bodies of her and the royal family first.

Forced by helplessness.

The rumor has long been constant, and the cabinet with a lax people’s heart can only harden its head and stick to the imperial capital without retreating under the iron hand of the prime minister and the supreme commander of the Imperial military headquarters.

Night comes.

The soldiers were perfused.

Staring at the end of the long street shrouded in the dark night.

Suddenly.

A small but dense sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, which made everyone’s scalp numb.

The officer in charge of the intersection swallowed his saliva, opened his eyes, stared at the end of the street, raised his right hand and shouted, “everyone, load your weapons!”

There was a neat click.

When the first deformed alien species appeared under the dim street lamp.

The officer’s pupil shrank suddenly, a wisp of cold sweat quickly slipped down the sideburns, put down his right hand, and roared in a hysterical voice, “fire –!”