The Divine Hunter - Chapter 604

Chapter 604 Killing God

After taking a few bottles of life and magic potions, Roy looked around. His three summoned creatures had long been besieged and killed, surrounded by monsters, driven into madness by pain.

They are shoulder to shoulder and ugly faces are swaying, like fish that surfaced on the eve of a heavy rain to compete for oxygen!

They hissed and roared and charged towards the butcher who ended them!

Roy grabbed a dragon’s dream with his left hand, shot the arrows with his right hand, and while the cloak fluttered, the ghostly figure kept flying over the heads of the group of demons. Detonate it to create a sea of ​​fire.

When the fifteen dragon dreams and ten dancing stars in his collection were exhausted, the darkness, gloom and silence of this world were torn apart by the vast firelight, and the eternal net turned into a sea of ​​fire, with countless painful reflections. Sinking in the flames, annihilation.

The chaotic dome is also glowing red with fire!

Roy looked up.

The huge spider shadow marked by the    gems flickered in it at high speed.

Its country, it can gallop at will, and instantly teleport to any place you want.

Roy didn’t even have a chance to touch it, what about beheading!

God of bad omens!

Roy growled in his heart,

Since you are hiding your head and showing your tail, you are playing tricks and tricks!

I’ll turn your home, this disgusting spider web upside down!

Take a deep breath—

A rune shaped like a flame appeared in his mind.

Click!

The wind howled.

The    elemental battle cry swept through the endless net of eternity, the space was quiet for a moment, the temperature suddenly rose by dozens of degrees, and the environment became unbearably hot.

A spark of fire suddenly appeared from among the bones under the cobweb, and it quickly grew into a flowing stream of hot magma.

Like a restless volcano, the lava dragon is about to erupt!

well!

Suddenly, the **** of evil omens entrenched in the chaos sighed.

Boom!

A third black lightning bolt fell from the sky, locking the body and soul of the witcher,

The flame is dead!

Roy interrupted the seal, flickered and escaped, but the lightning was like a maggot attached to a bone, followed closely, and finally fell to the top of his head!

He fell convulsively, his short black hair standing on end.

In addition to being weak and slow, there is a third curse called exhaustion on his body. .

More than half of the original magic power left was dried up and cleared, and every time it recovered, it was immediately drawn away by a mysterious force in the space and sent to the element plane.

“Witcher! You’ve wasted too much of my precious pain, stop here.”

The boundless voice was full of fatigue, and the cocoons sleeping in the spider web suddenly ignited spontaneously.

You can faintly see the half-human, half-spider priests singing in pain in the cocoon, and the lycanthropes with the heads of lions, wolves, and bears are burned into wisps of black smoke and rise into the air.

The lion-headed spider coiled in the chaotic dome opened its **** mouth, its flat nostrils contracted, and sucked all the painful nutrients into its mouth and nose.

The eight pairs of dark gold pupils were burning with anger and heartache.

In order to deal with the witcher, it has paid for it!

A huge sense of crisis came, and the figure of Roy Tijian turned into afterimages and impacted the sky with the continuous shooting of crossbow arrows!

However, no matter how many times he tried, the distance between him and the God of Bad Omen never shortened, as if he had fallen into a huge labyrinth and kept spinning in place!

Roy’s heart rose with a strong understanding——

I can’t catch the lion head spider unless it comes close to me, or breaks the web of eternity!

But before he had time to think further, a loud voice suddenly sounded in his ears,

For a moment, this sentence echoed throughout the Eternal Web.

The whole world is shaking!

“Fate is born, circulated, and weaved in the eternal web, toward eternal doom.”

A silver-white spider silk descended vertically from the chaotic sky, one end fell on top of the witcher’s head, buried in flesh, spine, and soul, and one end penetrated into the invisible sky, as unobservable as the future.

The lion-headed spider probed from the sky and landed lightly on the spider silk, and the painful force was transferred through its eight claw legs.

Its black wolf tarnished quickly.

But at this moment, it spoke, and the tone was indifferent without a trace of emotion, like a **** overlooking all living beings, browsing the humble life of mortals.

“Roy the witcher, in the first battle of your life, your left leg was injured due to carelessness. It was not treated in time and properly. The wound was seriously infected and decayed, and the entire left leg was amputated. There is no way to recover!”

is like a magic sound filling the brain.

Roy froze in place, an invisible force locked him, hallucinations occurred in front of him, passing pictures of plausible memories.

A brand new memory takes shape in my mind!

This is the predetermined destiny!

Can’t resist!

A ray of light flashed above the spider silk.

Roy stumbled and fell into the net inexplicably. He subconsciously touched his left leg, and a trace of fear flashed across his face-there was nothing in the trouser leg, and the original left leg just disappeared without a trace!

The    potion numbs the pain of the body, but it cannot stop the trembling of the mind.

In an instant, his whole body was like falling into an ice cave, and the huge impact made it hard for him to breathe.

The trembling and pain of the heart instantly transformed into wisps of black smoke and merged into the eternal net.

The lion-headed spider let out a sigh that was still unfinished.

hiss——

Roy bit the tip of his tongue, the sweetness poured into his mouth, and his spirit was shocked-he had danced with the **** of death many times, and the mere disability should never let him be so swaying, painful and desperate!

He rolled up his trouser legs and calmly stared at the long-healed circular scar at the base of his thigh, a thought flashed in his eyes.

This comes from an ability of the God of Evil Omen that he observed before – the thread of fate, which partially changes the past experience and moves infinitely closer to death?

It is difficult to tamper with the ending of an event, but it can change the process and give the target more pain?

The lion-headed spider hangs upside down on the thread of destiny high above the witcher’s head, its eight legs slowly rubbing the silk thread, its eight eyes maliciously looking at the prey below, and at the same time observing the silhouette on the spider’s silk, choosing from among them to hunt. A past experience of the devil, and tampered with.

But it has never encountered such a situation. Roy’s fate line seems to be covered with a thick fog, and most of his experiences are buried deep in the fog, making it difficult to pry!

But the rest is enough!

A wisp of black smoke called pain was transmitted from the body of the lion-headed spider into the thread of fate.

it casts a second curse of fate,

“You fought a ghoul when you were fifteen years old, your eyes were cut by poisonous claws, and you have been blind since then!”

Roy’s eyes darkened, spider webs and bones, sky-high flames, and the dark sky all disappeared.

Only pure darkness remains, lonelier than the curse and the void of the universe.

He understands that he has lost his sense of light and his vision, but the gemstone mark is still there, and he can clearly feel a huge threat quietly entrenched above his head, far away.

he thought.

tampering with fate, such a unique and powerful ability, must be expensive, especially for a witcher with extraordinary will and physique like himself.

Therefore, every time the lion-headed spider utters a curse, it will be weakened by a point, not to mention that this evil **** who is about to be forgotten by the world is very weak.

And he, suffering from physical sin, was affected by a huge negative impact on the surface, but in fact, he held a hole card, enough to turn defeat into victory at the last moment.

Thinking of this, Roy emptied all his uneasy thoughts and sat quietly on the spider web, not letting the spider absorb any pain!

Accept all its curses!

He used his body as bait!

The **** of evil omens!

This is a game of mind.

Green fire flickers.

The eight eyes of the lion-headed spider on the thread of fate are burning with excitement and longing.

Such a powerful mind, when it collapses, how many painful gifts will it give back?

The gloomy voice continued,

“When you were thirteen, you developed a high fever…and lost your hearing forever…”

Next, the lion-headed spider changed the witcher’s fate with one curse of doom after another, and filled his diary with pain.

First left leg, then sight, hearing, smell, touch, taste, and the remaining three hands and feet.

Finally, it is the turn of the internal organs.

“When you were on the grass trial, because of an unstable mutation, your heart had a huge defect. You suffered from a serious heart disease. Any strenuous exercise may cause you to die!”

The last curse fell, and the vicious voice of the lion-headed spider dissipated.

Roy became riddled and disfigured.

His body was the most miserable, and he lost his limbs and five senses.

Only the head and chest and abdomen were pieced together, like a sandbag of human flesh, lying sadly in the cobweb.

What he could feel was no light and joy, only darkness, dead silence, coldness, and endless torment of sickness.

There is nothing more pitiful in life than this.

But to the madness of the Lionhead Spider, it still failed to draw much pain from him!

He is like a heart of stone!

In order to reduce this mighty witcher to such a weak point, the God of Bad Omen has expended most of his pain.

In the cobweb, there were few cocoons that could not be seen at a glance.

Its eight eyes became dull, and even its huge body became weaker.

It was exhausted and had no choice but to believe that Roy had become a fish on the chopping board, anesthetized prey in a cobweb.

The **** of evil omen, the eight cheetahs bounced lightly on the wire, and carefully landed from the wire of fate to the witcher’s back.

Compare the two.

Its smallest deformed eye, the size of his head, shone with endless greed and scorching heat.

The huge body is like a dark palace, and Roy is the king who lives in it.

Its flat nose trembled, as if it smelled the mellow aroma of pain, and its eight dark gold pupils turned back and forth, left and right, examining the man’s calm and pale face in detail – closing his eyes, he seemed to lose consciousness and fell into a drowsiness.

There is only a slightly undulating chest, proving that he is still alive.

After confirming that Roy had lost his resistance, it revealed its soft abdomen, and the tower-like spinner spewed out a piece of white cobweb.

puff puff!

The cobweb was like a white bandage wrapped around his broken body.

Dark chelipeds lifted him high.

The midge teeth on both sides of Xuepen’s big mouth snapped together and bit him on his shoulder.

Blood shot.

The last painful power of the God of Bad Omen was injected into venom, and a black Greba’s brand appeared clearly on Roy’s shoulders!

“You belong to me!”

The **** of evil omen The ferocious lion had a smile of relief on his face, and the dense fluff flew with joy,

“The most powerful pain singer yet. Wake up, sing for me forever!”

But at this moment!

The moment when the tide of pain is about to erupt!

The witcher in the cocoon didn’t make any uncomfortable moan, instead, a bright smile opened at the corner of his mouth, his lips wriggled,

caught you!

Pleasure pierces this nightmarish purgatory of pain!

A scarlet wave ripped apart the spider web, and the limbless body swelled and deformed in the light. The blood-colored power flowed through the whole body, like a group of wanton burning, and more and more flames surged out from the broken body. .

The lion-headed spider was stabbed in the eyes by the sudden light.

Master of doom, feel bad luck!

It hurriedly loosened its cocoon, and the spider legs hooked on the thread of fate, trying to climb up the dome of chaos again!

Clap!

The sea of ​​blood rippling, a scarlet arm and foot roared out, tightly wrapped around the abdomen of the lion-head spider, the suction cups on the arms and legs were full of fire, tightly adsorbing its skin.

The arms and feet contracted, and dense and delicate star-shaped tattoos emerged between the suction cups.

The black wolf hair covering the body sizzled and smoked in the blood, like melting ice and snow.

no no!

Witcher, what are you?

The lion-headed spider felt the long-lost pain in horror, and waved a sharp cheliped to cut the tentacle, and the remaining cheliped pushed the deformed blood cocoon outward.

But it’s too late!

A mollusk in the ocean jumped out from the jagged scarlet flames, almost half the size of a spider, stretched out countless scarlet tentacles, entangled the God of Bad Omen, and crushed it into the spider web.

Roy Supreme’s round head, his pupils burned with silver-gray flames, full of the calmness of predators,

I am your natural enemy!

Blood light and green light complement each other, changing on and off!

A black spider and a red octopus hug each other, and the elastic tentacles and sharp chelipeds are squeezing each other, making it crazy!

puff puff!

The black spider legs covered with spikes like the mantis’s forelimbs cut a wrist and foot, and the blood spurted out like strong acid. The spider’s hard, rough carapace covered with black wolf hair was corroded and smoked.

At the same time, a second arm drilled out of the octopus’s body to fill the gap!

The octopus entangled the prey, the tentacles contracted, the star-shaped tattoos glowed, and the suction cups radiated colorful magic—

Flame, lightning, air currents, incomparably sharp scarlet sword ray, endless attacks drown the **** of evil omen, black viscous blood gushing from the broken wound!

The God of Bad Omen wailed unwillingly, black smoke spread out from its body, and its body shrank like ice melted by sunlight. It opened its **** mouth, and its poisonous and sharp canine teeth bitten the soft and tough body of the octopus. , but its face was quickly corroded and undamaged!

The octopus also opened its large serrated mouth and gnawed at the flesh and blood of the spider. Every time it bit a piece, it greedily swallowed and sighed contentedly!

As cruel as the **** of bad omen once did to him!

No no no!

The lion-headed spider is so frightened for the first time in hundreds of years, as if seeing the moment when the immortal life withers away, it runs away in its own kingdom of God!

It keeps moving, it starts at the west of the cobweb, then flashes to the east in the next second, sometimes it is above the chaotic sky, and in the blink of an eye, it falls into the bones under the cobweb!

And no matter how the **** of bad omens teleports and transfers, the big octopus always entangles it tightly like a gangrene of bones, wrapping around him and tumbling in the eternal spider web,

Fight and eat each other!

Red blood and black blood rained down!

Gradually blend into one!

The   Eternal Net was affected by the fierce battle, breaking open large holes everywhere, and faintly projecting a warm white light from the outside world!

The entire kingdom of God began to shake violently, the sky and the earth were torn apart, and it was about to disintegrate!

…

After five minutes, the fight came to an end!

Exhausted the power of pain, the evil god, who was about to be forgotten by the world, was unable to resist the swallowing of the shadow of the highest.

It was swallowed down to a lion’s head, with eight dark golden eyes staring viciously at the octopus face-like a blood-colored sun, radiating a thousand rays of light!

“I curse you! Witcher!”

The **** of evil omen hysterically utters the final curse,

“I curse you, the rest of your life will be haunted by extreme pain!”

“I curse you—”

The voice stopped!

Crack!

The Supreme opened his black hole-like mouth and swallowed the lion head neatly.

Well–

An unprecedented sense of satisfaction enveloped its hideous body, as warm as soaking in a hot spring, which could not be compared to the countless devourings in the past.

Thousands of blood-colored tentacles squirm comfortably around, casting a huge shadow that covers the sky and the sun,

The net of eternity shattered and withered in the shadows, turning into the last pitch-black gnat.

You devoured the **** of bad omens, experience value +20000,

Demon Hunter lv14 (20200/16500)

The darkness was dispelled by the light, and the octopus was reduced to a human body again, and returned to the Temple of Rebioda in an instant.

upgrade!

Roy thought silently.

(end of this chapter)