Strongest Demon Hunter of All-Heavens - Chapter 473

The night is like blood.

The imperial streets filled with smoke and rust are filled with corpses.

A long and cruel battle.

Kill every resister’s strength and will.

The emergence of Cole Walker and medley Pucci has injected a shot in the arm into the defense of the imperial capital.

With absolutely bloody and cruel means of repression, temporarily intercept the troops in the abyss outside the last line of defense on the Third Avenue.

But the fall of the city is still only a matter of time.

Ammunition and supplies are continuously consumed at a visible rate.

Soldiers and demon hunters use their lives to fill the gap in the defense line.

even to the extent that.

Some brave citizens also spontaneously joined the resistance team, used guns to provide a modest strength, and did not hesitate to sacrifice their lives just to delay a moment.

“Damn… You bastards!”

Behind the lines of corpses.

A young soldier kept pulling the bolt and pouring bullets.

After the last shot.

Reach for the empty bullet bag.

His face changed.

He hurriedly raised his head.

The reflection of the painful slave in the pupil expanded rapidly until the overwhelming force knocked him down head-on.

The soldiers gave out their last roar and scream.

His hands stopped meaninglessly in front of him and struggled frantically.

He glared angrily, roared hysterically, trying to avoid the invasion of death.

The next moment.

When he thought death had come.

A strange force turned into an invisible thing that was hard to capture by the naked eye, just like water waves, and spread wantonly in the imperial capital at an extremely fast speed.

Areas swept by ripples.

All the pain slaves seem to have received some kind of mandatory order.

Stop it.

Dull stop in place, like a puppet, motionless.

The soldier who escaped the disaster by chance made a short sound of panic breathing, lay on the ground and moved frantically backward, leaving the sculpture and generally stopped in front of him, even the painful slave whose mouth had reached his neck.

The same scene.

In every corner of the imperial capital.

The soldiers put down their rifles one after another. They were still frightened. They looked at each other when they saw all the painful slaves who had stopped in front of them.

The other side.

The purgatory windbreaker burned the blood all over.

Wave the long knife and throw out the blood drops on the blade.

Cole frowned slightly, kicked down the painful slave stopped in front of him, and turned to look at the source of the strange power: the imperial palace.

Take a cautious step back.

Again, make sure that these strange and disgusting ghost things will not burst out suddenly.

Turn around.

Walk towards the palace.

Along the way.

The citizens who took refuge threw awe and worship at him one after another, or greeted him in good faith.

The soldiers saw Cole.

Also stopped one after another to salute.

When passing the headquarters of the demon hunting regiment, a familiar figure crowded through the crowd, with a camera hanging around his neck, trotted all the way, bumped into Cole and gave him a tight hug.

“Thank God…”

The female reporter loosened her arms.

He looked up straight into Cole’s eyes, glanced at the strange scene in the distance, frowned and said, “why did those things suddenly stop?”

Cole said coldly, “you’re alone… Where’s Vera?”

Amelia looked back and seemed to be looking for someone. She explained, “Miss Vera was transferred the day before yesterday to help defend other cities.

The witch you mentioned to me, Miss Haley.

She brought me out, but she seems… Gone? ”

Haley Johnny’s always mysterious whereabouts, Cole said, “ignore her, but if you want to know the answer, come with me.”

Amelia was stunned. When she saw that Cole had passed her to the palace, she quickly picked up the camera and said, “of course! Wait for me, Cole.”

On the way.

Roddy Singh and a strange female demon hunter came face to face.

After meeting.

Without waiting for the introduction of the new permanent member of the demon hunting group, medley Pucci smiled, stretched out her right hand to Cole and said, “you must be the legendary Cole walker.

Medley Pucci, you should have heard my name. ”

Cole released his opponent’s hand and said indifferently, “trial sequence.”

“That’s right.”

Madeleine smiled and looked at the female reporter.

The latter quickly stretched out his right hand and introduced himself, “Lord medley, Amelia green, columnist of the great empire daily.”

Perhaps this powerful demon hunter with the best strength has always been so.

Maybe it’s a woman’s natural gossip.

Madeleine’s left hand is on her waist.

Looking at Amelia carefully, he joked, “I know you, Mr. Cole Walker’s special columnist.

His gossip lover.

Well… If you’re getting married one day, remember to send me an invitation. ”

Roddy saw the female reporter standing in place with an embarrassed face, coughed and said in a deep voice, “Lord medley, your excellency Rolando is still in the imperial palace. We don’t waste time.”

In a sense.

Uh

At least in Roddy Singh’s many years of experience, the character of the twelve trial sequences… Including the trial sequence candidate Cole walker.

It seems that there are some differences from ordinary people.

Or… Is that the prerequisite for becoming a qualified trial sequence?

Throwing these inexplicable and strange ideas out of his head, Roddy walked in front and the four walked all the way into the imperial palace.

Her Majesty’s study for reading decrees.

The desk lamp is dim.

Roland stood in front of the window with a pure gold pocket watch in his hand.

I heard footsteps behind me.

Without looking back, after a moment of silence, he said indifferently, “I didn’t expect you to come back, witch.”

Madeleine frowned and replied, “you know I hate that nickname, Rolando. You made those ghost things that stopped outside?”

This time.

Rolando turned slowly and didn’t respond.

His eyes swept over the four people and finally stopped on Cole. Like a well-educated noble gentleman, he said without delay, “Wenk valentier was like you many years ago.

Walked out of hedelia intact.

I thought that the fool who couldn’t help the mud to the wall would be the one who took responsibility, or he was my only choice.

But until you show up, Cole walker. ”

Seems to be recalling the past a long time ago.

I opened my pocket watch, looked down at the picture in the cover, and then said, “I’ve planned for 30 years for today.

Sacrificed my wife.

Sacrificed my two children.

Thousands of innocent people have been sacrificed. ”

Cole took out a cigarette, took a deep breath and said coldly, “what are you trying to say?”

Roland replied, “the truth of hedelia, the real name of the Lord of pain, Alcatel’s plan, these actually don’t need you or the victims to investigate.

Because I knew it a long time ago.

In karadishan… No, it should be said that it chose me. The parasite on my chest is the trace it left when it came to the world. “