Strongest Demon Hunter of All-Heavens - Chapter 472

Cole’s appearance was like a polar night meteor that threatened death.

Like the infernal fire of punishment.

Ferocious run into the tide of flesh and blood constructed by evil.

At this moment.

Under the joint witness of the resistance of the last remaining 8000 people.

In the eyes of countless refugees crowded outside the headquarters of the demon hunting regiment.

Just like the records and praises of war heroes in ancient myths.

He’s alone.

It’s an army!

Just the moment they came and rushed into the battlefield, those terrible and hard to die pain slaves were under the impact of blood flame and roaring muzzle.

Into broken meat and stumps.

Flying all over the sky.

Piled up behind and under the feet of the man.

After a moment of stupor.

An exciting news that made everyone feel incredible quickly spread among the resistant soldiers and demon hunters.

Cole walker.

That powerful demon hunter like a legend, he’s back!

Empty the pain slaves around.

The long knife drips blood, and the smell of gunsmoke disperses at the muzzle.

The fury of purgatory windbreaker is burning.

Like a ferocious God of death, standing in the middle of the corpses everywhere.

With his back to the demon hunter and soldiers behind him, he said coldly, “go help others.”

Perhaps this city, which symbolizes the spiritual pillar of the Mongol Empire, should not fall.

Perhaps the only remaining resistance, and the citizens of the imperial capital, have responded to their desire for survival.

While Cole came to the battlefield with strength.

The other way.

Hundreds of painful slaves seemed to encounter some irresistible terrorist force. They separated a road in the middle of the street, stacked and adhered to the buildings on both sides.

In the sharp scream, crazy squeeze.

Until it turned into a pile of meat mud and fell to the ground like raindrops.

This is also the time.

Roddy Singh, seeing the tall figure in the dark, kicked away the body at his feet and said in shock, “Medley… Your Excellency?”

Under the shaking fire.

A woman dressed as a mercenary, wearing a gray windbreaker, long brown hair, dry and rough, with traces of years on her face, carrying the body of a dead painful slave in her hand.

Appeared in his field of vision.

Patting his hands and standing on his hips, Roddy Singh also needs to be called “adult”. A woman about 50 years old laughs, “it’s you, little Roddy.

It seems that you are the only ones left in the imperial capital? ”

The strong appearance of women directly empties the painful slaves of an entire street.

Roddy looked at the evil army still coming in the distance, took a deep breath and said, “I have arranged people to forcibly transfer your excellencies of the royal family and cabinet.

All that remains now are the civilians and us who cannot withdraw.

by the way.

And Cole, he… ”

The burly man, who was like a calf, seemed very afraid of the “Lord Medley” and remained silent. He looked back at the street where Cole had appeared before. Except for the bodies everywhere, there were only burning flames buried in the tide of blood and flesh.

Seems a little old.

The crow’s feet in the corners of a woman’s eyes are very deep, and her skin also shows vicissitudes of life, which has not been maintained for a long time.

But this does not affect the beautiful traces on her face when she was young.

Walked up to Roddy and said with a smile, “cole walker? Is that the young man who is in the limelight recently and the dark world says he is dead every day?”

“It’s him.”

Medley raised her right hand, turned the power of terrible sequence into an invisible force, crushed a large group of painful slaves rushing in the other direction, and sighed, “it seems that except for the little bastard Wenk valentier, the demon hunting group has not seen such a gifted… Demon hunter for a long time.

A knife and a gun have such powerful combat effectiveness.

I seem to be interested in him. ”

Roddy smiled and didn’t answer.

Perhaps the powerful demon hunter in front of him has strange and soothing power.

A bloody battlefield.

In her few words, inexplicably became relaxed and happy. It seemed that she hurried back to the imperial capital at this time, not to participate in a cruel war.

It’s a walk away journey.

After a long silence, he said helplessly, “Lord medley, you are still the same… There is no sense of urgency.”

The woman patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, “sense of urgency? Can sense of urgency kill these disgusting things? Don’t waste time here. Go and help the young man. I’m enough here alone.

Well… Although I can’t kill these ghosts.

But there’s no problem defending you until dawn. Let’s go. ”

Roddy and a group of demon hunters and soldiers around him looked back and looked at the terrible figure like hell killing God. He thought that the guy who looked particularly terrible at that time didn’t seem to need their help.

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Medley Pucci, who can rank in the top three in the trial sequence, is a very gentle and kind person.

So the evil Hunter Cole walker, who is notorious in the dark world and has countless blood on his hands, is a maniac who writes no strangers on his face and may kill at any time!

even to the extent that.

Their fighting style.

The East-West intersection of the Third Avenue marks an obvious dividing line.

A sea of blood on one side.

The flame of Wrath burns all sin and hatred.

Kill, bloody.

The army of painful slaves on the other side danced all over the sky.

Medley Pucci just stood where she was, the force of the terrible sequence, like a crushed beast, with meat mud and stumps everywhere on the walls and roads.

I don’t know where Amelia got a camera.

Haley Johnny was speechless, as if to say: so anxious to see your old lover?

Slip into the tens of thousands of refugees crowded in the middle of Third Avenue, outside the headquarters of the demon hunting regiment.

Use the lens.

Record this heroic scene against the army of suffering slaves.

It’s not just the battle between Cole and medley, which is as exciting as an ancient legend, as if victory is in front of us.

Her camera.

The struggle of refugees was also recorded.

It was a scene of fearless resistance with ordinary soldiers on the front line and demon hunters.

Haley followed her as if she didn’t care at all. The hostile relationship between the two people to some extent said, “I don’t understand.

What’s the use of recording these.

Can you get a high commission and remuneration after being published in the newspaper? ”

Amelia looked at her, shuttled among the refugees, recorded everything with a camera, and responded, “citizens of the Empire have the right to know the truth, Miss Haley.

And don’t you think if we stick to the imperial capital in such a desperate situation and never give up.

Citizens of the Empire.

Is it very exciting news for other people in the world who are fearless to resist? “