The Divine Hunter - Chapter 601

Chapter 601 Appearance

boom!

Karl pushed out Alder, and the weirdo who was rushing like a spider in front of him was knocked five meters away, but he fell to the ground and jumped twice like a fish on his belly, then got up and jumped again.

At the same time, outside the door of the bedroom, the wolves hunted by the twelve spidermen spread out as dexterously as they did, attacking the witcher from different directions.

The veins on their faces were abrupt, black energy lingered around their bodies, and their frail bodies uncharacteristically burst out with speed and strength that surpassed that of adults.

Their hands and feet are bowed, their heads and backs are turned down, their eyeballs are blinking between pitch black and pale, and in a curious posture similar to an iron bridge, they sprint with their hands and feet on the ground, at a speed no less than a galloping horse, while running, While uttering a vague incantation like a prayer.

Karl’s face became extremely ugly.

As the potion’s potency faded, the tiredness that had not closed his eyes for two days flooded in, and his body felt weak.

And he couldn’t kill the runaway orphan.

The silver sword in his hand had already been put back into the scabbard, and he swung the sword with the scabbard, smashing a spider man with short black hair, and using his gloved left fist to repel an attacker, he kicked the attack and kicked him. He got up off the ground, snarled and fell to the fence, baring his teeth.

The witcher roared and jumped over the gap between the two spidermen with all his strength.

Rolled to the ground, picked up the pine branches on the ground, and swung left and right while running to the prayer room.

It was only ten meters from the stone carving to the gate, but it was as long as a year. The spider men on both sides leaped one after another. Carl managed to knock five heads down with a stick. Two of them hit his back, and one hugged his shoulders. One wrapped around the thigh.

The astonishing force of steel pincers from everywhere made him numb and fell forward, burying his face in the icy snow.

Then his body lost control, and the five-headed spider man grabbed his limbs and neck and lifted him up. .

made him stare at the roof.

Bang!

An invisible force lifted the ceiling of the prayer room.

A huge shadow jumped out, half the size of a house, and eight cheetahs covered with black wolf hair and sickle-like fell on the roof in different positions, rhythmically like springs.

A few spidermen rushed out of the gate after him, and worshipped under it.

It stands on the roof overlooking.

Looking up, it looks like a tarantula magnified thousands of times. The spindle-shaped abdomen gently presses the beam of the house. Circles of golden and green patterns gleam in the sun, but there is a huge deformed lion head in front of it. , the eight eyes of different sizes in the center of the face radiate green light, like a vortex of the abyss that keeps spinning, just one glance makes the soul tremble and loses resistance.

A wisp of black smoke wafted and rose from all over the lion-headed spider’s body, scattering straight into the void.

As if there was an invisible big hand above the sky, holding the puppet string to control the monster.

This is the **** of bad omens? Lionhead spider?

Karl stared at its **** mouth like magic—between the two midge teeth that turned out their lips, biting a spider silk, and hanging down a white giant cocoon.

“Arkham?”

Karl hissed!

“wake up!”

The lion-headed spider glanced at the witcher below, and quickly raised its abdomen, revealing three pairs of raised spinners, and sprayed a piece of pale semi-liquid silk glands at him. The silk glands immediately turned into cables when they encountered air. Thick spider silk stuck to half of his body.

The five-headed spiderman released his hands and feet on the witcher, and squatted on the ground reverently. Karl was dragged by the spider silk and swayed to the roof.

His thighs, abdomen, chest, and head were submerged in a tidal stream of cobwebs.

Only one left hand stretched out tenaciously, and as it got close to the other giant cocoon, the five fingers outlined like lightning!

Igni!

Karl screamed in his heart before he was completely entangled!

The flame of    magic power swept through the air, hitting the hanging cocoon.

when!

The    giant cocoon fell, and the upper part of the flame melted to reveal Arkhamtom’s trance-like face, and his right hand holding the crystal tremblingly!

His eyes widened as if he had just woken up from a dream, and he squeezed the crystal tightly, as if he was choking his fate.

“Bah! Go to hell! Eight-legged monster!”

Crack!

Prismatic crystal shattered!

A drop of blood splashed out and suspended in mid-air, turning dripping.

Like the finest blood gemstone, it radiates a dazzling red light, attracting the attention of everyone in the venue!

At the same time, thousands of miles away in Skellige, a figure sitting cross-legged woke up from his meditation and opened his eyes like liquid silver.

The lion-headed spider caught an ominous aura of fate and spewed spider silk toward the blood drop.

But it was too late.

Boom!

A strong wind was blowing, and a square black door was cracked open in the middle of the courtyard.

The spider silk flew into it, like a mud cow into the sea, without making any waves.

Volt—

Immediately after, a swift roar came out of the pitch-black door, spreading throughout the entire temple.

It is not complete, only half of it is out, but it contains the unstoppable mighty power that comes from the sky, the resonance of the earth’s bones, and the surging power of planetary vibrations!

S!

There was a loud noise like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and the space trembled with the roar.

All the creatures in the temple seemed to have been hit with a heavy hammer, their brains buzzing, and they froze in place.

The lion-headed spider, which was entrenched on the roof, also fell into a momentary stagnation.

With only eight pairs of eyes turning, it saw a figure jump out of the portal.

Black hair, silver eyes, slender and slender figure, the grey cloak behind him swirls like dragon wings, and an aura made of slaughter and will turns into **** flames lingering around him, like a rippling **** ocean.

He stood there, silent, like a drawn sword.

makes people afraid to look directly.

The    deja-vu face makes the lion-headed spider dream back to the Vizima sewers.

It was him, Roy, the Demon Hunter of the Snake Sect, who destroyed the foundation of the God of Bad Omens.

Forcing the Sect of Bad Omens to wander and move, but after losing the safest base camp of Vizima, the situation became more and more difficult. After all, it was on the verge of death under the relentless pursuit of the northern countries.

is now reduced to the countryside, and survives by coaxing war orphans and fascinated businessmen.

New hatred and old hatred came to mind.

In the boundless anger, the lion-headed spider felt a trace of fear, and inspiration gave it a strong warning.

The strength of the witcher is not what it used to be—

He looked around quickly, his eyes swept over a group of spidermen who were shocked by the dragon roar, and the apprentices who were tied into zongzi.

only stayed on the lion head spider for half a second, and instantly grasped the current situation.

Lionhead Spider/Abigail/Daisy

Gender: Female

Age: 23

Identity: Cursed, Priest of God of Bad Omen, Incarnation of Lion-headed Spider

HP:400

Mana: 300

Attributes:

Strength:30

Constitution: 30

Agility:25

Will: 20

Perception: 18

Charm:30

Spirit:30

Skill:

Spider-shaped body (passive curing): The curse of the God of Evil Omen is not only a gift, but also a kind of torture that goes deep into the bone marrow. It will never allow the bearer of the curse to easily be released from death. The life limit is +100, and the heart is no longer the key. .

Curse lv5: The essence of the curse is the transmission and transformation of pain. As the only surviving priest of the **** of evil omens, she has received the supreme favor of her faith and can freely pass her own pain into the eternal net. The lion-headed spider’s mighty power transforms into bad luck, hurting and cursing his enemies, allowing misfortune to haunt him for the rest of his life.

Or consume a lot of pain power, grant the follower a mutation in the level of life, and obtain the body of a beast.

The greater the change in life strength, the greater the consumption.

The lycanthrope will be branded as a lion-headed spider, and will be absorbed in pain in life, and the soul will enter the eternal web after death.

Pain Absorption lv6: Mark the person who has been tortured by fate and make him your child of pain, his tragic experience will become your nourishment, once he is crazy because of pain, the mark will be invalid.

Admonition lv5, Sticky Spider Silk lv4, Berserk Charm lv6

…

Abigail.

Roy’s mind drilled into the experience of many years ago.

The one who manipulated the bat-winged demon and made the curse of Yada relapse. On the surface, she looks like a pure and pitiful priestess like a little white rabbit.

This is fate.

Silver-gray pupils and eight green eyes looked at each other from a distance.

Destined, Abigail, priest of the **** of evil omens, you cannot escape this disaster!

Roy outlined with his five fingers, and staggered his hands to launch a double cross that flickered with magic power.

In an instant, a dazzling humanoid illusion jumped out of the water-blue light curtain, an ice spirit as strong as a mountain, clad in frost armor drilled out of the blue-purple door of annihilation, a lion-sized, black horny, two-tentacle mutation on the top of its head. The beetle was born from the double cross of Alzu.

As soon as    landed, the summoned creatures immediately split into two, the ice spirits rushed towards the immobilized spidermen and knocked them to the ground, and the phantom and the beetle rushed towards the two apprentices in the spider web.

Roy reached out and grabbed it, took out the hand crossbow Gabriel from the void with his left hand, squeezed the trigger, and held a long bone sword with his right hand. the center of the head.

Lock its body and even its soul.

At this moment, a sense of absurd and unavoidable crisis surged in Lionhead Spider’s heart.

As if this time, no matter how hard it resists, it can’t escape the end of the soul.

Whoosh!

The arrow pierced the air, the bowstring vibrated, and the witcher disappeared into the air.

The lion-headed spider suddenly stood up.

Three pairs of spinners spewed out overwhelming snow-colored spider silk facing the front.

Eight spider legs danced like a meat grinder, hitting the arrows that came flying.

The blood basin opens and closes.

Breaking, pain, weakness, deformation!

The curses of the **** of evil omens overturned, and the green flames in the pupils rolled forward.

Everything happens in a hundredth of a second.

boom!

Several orange fireballs whizzed through the air, and Igni Fury flames like a cannonball melted the boundless spider silk.

The witcher passed through the emerald flames with the crossbow arrow, and the dark Heliofar shield was instantly annihilated by the power of the curse.

However, the energy of the curse further touched his skin and was torn apart by an illusory tentacle, scattering all over the sky!

Its pain is insignificant compared to the witcher’s strong will and physique!

Can’t distort his body and soul,

Abigail was shocked, and every pair of eyes rolled wildly.

唰—

The witcher’s long sword was raised above his head, and he struck a vertical slash from top to bottom.

A sword glow like a scarlet ocean wave flew out of Arrondette, straddling the air, slicing the dancing spider legs like a broken bamboo!

Puff!

Broken legs sprayed with blood, shaking painfully,

Shocked!

Roy marched on the blood and stumps, his pupils shot red light,

A huge group of wriggling tentacles rushed out from the sea of ​​blood surging behind him, and the whole body radiated endless blood, instantly crushing the lion-headed spider on the roof, and tentacles tightly wrapped around its chelicera, abdomen, and The lion head is getting tighter and tighter.

The serrated suckers between the clumps of tentacles bit the back shell of the lion-headed spider, and the black wolf was corroded and riddled with holes.

Under the struggle of the two giant beasts, the roof was crushed, collapsed and torn apart in an instant.

A cloud of dust rises.

Three full seconds.

The lion-headed spider was crushed between broken bricks, tiles, and broken beams, struggling but unable to move.

The witcher stepped into the ruins and held up the sword of judgment at it.

At this moment, the ambition to revive the sect of the gods vanished… Hiding in the countryside, the cowardly and sneaky priest of the evil **** turned into nothing under the gaze of the supreme.

The trembling of   ’s soul made the lion-headed spider tremble uncontrollably and wailed mournfully.

Arrondette swung two ruthlessly in a row.

Cross cut, vertical split.

The lion head rises into the air.

The spider belly is divided into two.

it’s over?

…

Ahhhh!

A shrill scream erupted, and the eighteen spidermen seemed to have had their spines removed, slumped to the ground, convulsed like epilepsy, and foaming at the mouth!

And a translucent spiritual body in the corpse of the lion-headed spider was pulled out by the tentacles, and it was about to be torn apart and swallowed.

all of a sudden.

The blood-stained spider totem in the center of the courtyard emits a bright green light.

The green light flashed, wrapping the witcher and the “fat” in his mouth.

At the same time, the world was spinning, and Roy felt a sense of weightlessness and dizziness like passing through a portal, and when he came back to his senses, the world changed. A chaotic space with rich colors.

Countless green flames floated on the dark dome, flickering like phosphorous fires in the middle of the night, illuminating the sticky and elastic white cobwebs under his feet, which could not be seen at a glance, as well as the thousands of thousands of cobwebs piled up everywhere. Spindle-shaped cocoon.

It was a huge mountain that was difficult to climb, and he was standing at the foot of the mountain.

“The blasphemer, the soul stealer!”

An indistinguishable voice came from the depths of the spider web, resounding in the heart of the witcher.

Every note is filled with bleak malice and hysteria, like the vicious curse of a dying person.

“Welcome to my kingdom, the net of eternity!”

(end of this chapter)