Chapter 279 White Light and Frost

"Hi-ah-"

The unknown monster leaned back and screamed in pain, so sharp that it seemed to pierce the eardrums.

Almost at the same time.

The demon hunter's eyes flashed green. The giant foot with a huge cavity in it trembled suddenly, and it was quickly lifted up as if it had no weight, trying to escape.

But there was no way Ailin would let it escape.

There was a "buzz" sound.

The fluorescent blue in the whites of the demon hunter's eyes suddenly lit up.

In an instant.

The sound of wind and roaring stopped abruptly.

The movement of the green foot rising in front of the witcher seemed to suddenly stop.

It was leaving the earth at a speed of almost one centimeter at a time.

Countless brown dust was raised.

In a snowstorm, every moment counts.

But the demon hunter, who was indifferent in the demon hunting state, still looked at Balmer, who was "ordinary" and looked like an ordinary steel sword, with fiery eyes.

One sword 69%?

Looking at the exaggerated numbers in the corner of my eyes.

At this moment, the demon hunter wanted to utter countless elegant and civilized local dialect to express his inner shock and ecstasy.

He had thought that Balmer was very strong, but he had never thought that he was this strong.

A 10% demon hunting progress with Yijian was his maximum expectation.

After all, the sword is made of steel, and the demon hunter didn't have time to apply ghost oil on it.

But 69%…

This is a large monster!

At this time, the demon hunter wanted to pull out Elsa who was coated with ghost oil to compare the effect.

But thinking about the human vibration that Balmer gave her on the back, I was worried that she might get jealous and go on strike, causing trouble.

"It's more important to destroy the monsters as soon as possible and go back to continue hunting to induce the demon spirit tide..." Ailin resisted the urge in his heart.

"Buzz~"

Balmer trembled slightly as if responding, or more like urging him.

It was as if he hadn't chopped anything of sufficient quality for thousands of years, and his whole body was itchy and itchy.

The demon hunter smiled lightly and tightened his grip on the slightly rough hilt of the sword.

"Don't rush me, I'll start right away..." he whispered softly.

But I don’t know if it was a coincidence, but Balmo actually stopped.

The demon hunter was startled.

Then he stopped thinking about it, and his deep blue cat eyes suddenly dilated.

Just the next moment.

Aelin jumped up.

Suddenly, a small piece of dirt and grass debris splashed up on the grass and fell backwards in slow motion.

The cold sword of Balmer drew a semicircle in the air. The demon hunter took advantage of the situation and turned around, quickly switching his left and right feet back and forth, then took another step forward.

The sharp blade in his hand was gleaming, ghostly blue flames were dancing in his eyes, and a low roar came out from between his teeth.

"drink!"

Spin and slash!
The sword reflected the moonlight.

A beautiful silver arc appeared silently and slashed fiercely into the ugly green giant foot.

Enter from the left and exit from the right.

Immediately afterwards, the Demon Hunter exited the blizzard state.

"ruthless~"

The explosive sound of the sword piercing the air was heard at this moment.

The loud explosion of "Bang!" followed closely.

The place where the witcher's sword hit was not far from where the first sword hit.

The newly cut cavity and the original cavity, two huge cavities, are tightly connected.

The foot of the unknown large monster was only connected by a layer of skin at this moment.

Hair, skin, blood vessels, muscles, bones...

At a glance, you can even see all the internal structures.

But perhaps because of the demon, although everything in front of him was bloody, not a drop of blood or a piece of flesh fell off.

It was as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

The foot, which was bigger than the witcher's and was only connected by a layer of skin, did not fall down, but floated in the air like a foam pendant.

This heavy and light look.

It's really weird and disgusting.

"Hi-ah-"

Following the sharp roar of the monster, came a huge hand that obscured the bright moon and the sky.

However, the demon hunter, who was shrouded in a huge shadow, did not care.

"Ding! [Demon Hunting] progress 100%"

Different from the past, this time after entering the final execution phase of [Demon Hunting], there was not a single red mark on the monster's body in the demon hunter's field of vision.

The highlighted footprints are all scattered on the ground.

Moreover, it meandered around the monster like a blood-red poisonous snake that was hissing and spitting out its tongue, insidious and deadly.

"Chi~"

The witcher jumped sideways along the red footprints.

A huge green palm, with a whistling wind, brushed past the body and slammed into the ground.

"Boom~"

As the ground shook and smoke rose, the bonfire not far away suddenly made a "clang" sound and sparks fell.

A large amount of oxygen entered the unburned bonfire, and the fire suddenly became too bright.

It illuminates the demon hunter's elegant figure as he holds his sword diagonally.

"Hi-ah-"

But this seemed to anger the large monster.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Two big hands slapped down on the witcher's head repeatedly, but each time he dodged it just in time.

Instead, it caused the dust on the ground to float into the sky, confusing its eyes.

"hiss--"

The monster was furious.

The long, sharp and piercing hiss echoed in the empty grassland.

After hearing this long roar, the demon spirit in the distance suddenly turned around and rushed towards the unknown monster.

And it's a virtual journey.

The speed was at least three times faster than when they rushed towards Ireland.

This shocked the Royal Guards, Demon Hunters, and Mary, who were closely watching the demon tide.

Although because the distance was too far, everyone could only occasionally see a small black dot appearing near the campfire from time to time.

But Vesemir had just set out, and because his horse's energy had not yet recovered, he didn't have time to run far.

Obviously, the target of the demon spirit tide would not be the large monster, so it could only be another demon hunter master - Ailin.

and.

At the speed of the demon spirit tide, it won’t take long before they meet up with that terrifying one-eyed monster.

At that time.

The demon hunter is fighting a large monster alone and cannot get away...

Certain death!

"Erin!" Mary completely forgot about Vera beside her and screamed in horror.

Then, as if she suddenly remembered something, she staggered to a warhorse and climbed on it clumsily.

She didn't care about whether the spells were useful or not, nor did she care about her own safety, and she didn't care about the severe pain or even self-immolation that might come from casting unfamiliar spells on a bumpy horse's back...

"aenye...muire...Aen..."

Amid the sound of horse hooves, a mysterious spell accompanied by intense pain rang out...

The girl endured the burning pain in her stomach and uterus and had only one thought in her mind.

She was going to save Ailin!
Save her May Day King who always has a sad face!

at the same time.

Sarah, an officer of the Demon Hunting Army, was stunned by the sudden appearance of the monster and the rapidly retreating tide of demon spirits, but was brought back to her attention by the girl's scream.

"Where on earth did this damn monster come from!" He cursed loudly and shouted to the Demon Hunters without hesitation:
"Demon Hunters!"

"charge!"

"Stop those damn monsters and protect our May Day King of Elland!"

"Charge!" The veins on the foreheads of the Demon Hunting Army soldiers bulged out due to their roars.

Five people in a team charged towards the tide of demon spirits.

The guards knights also charged at the same time.

Although they also don’t know what they can do without the ghost oil?
But the chivalry engraved in their hearts made it impossible for them to tolerate watching a child being besieged by monsters and dying in front of them.

Even though this child is much stronger than them.

Even if it costs their lives.

"Knight of the Royal Guards!"

"charge!"

Arthur squeezed the horse under him and rushed towards the monster with a roar.

"Irland may be destined to become a dead city today, but at least let me die before Irland..." he thought.

Because of the monster's roar, the entire huge battlefield was like a sleeping beast that was suddenly awakened, and all its parts moved almost at the same time.

Full of murderous intent.

Only Vera didn't dare to look up. She was still concentrating on arranging the ceremony, her mouth opening and closing slightly:

"It's almost done... it's almost done... it'll be done soon..."

……

The witcher, who was addicted to stepping on footprints, heard the commotion, but he just glanced in the direction of the battlefield and continued stepping on footprints.

Although there seemed to be some minor misunderstandings, the demon hunter, who was quite far away, could not do anything at this time.

He looked up at the one-eyed monster waving his hands angrily, and the Balmer in his hand vibrated slightly with excitement.

"Kill it!"

"As long as we kill him, all problems will be solved!"

The demon hunter thought.

He continued to follow his footsteps, bending down with confidence, and the monsters' attacks were neutralized one by one.

There are not many footprints left.

The sword is becoming more and more handy!
"Hiss--"

He dodged his attacks again and again, each time just missing by a tiny bit, but he just couldn't hit the annoying flea.

This one-eyed monster suddenly appeared in this suffocating world for no apparent reason, and was inexplicably stabbed twice in pain from its eternal sleep...

out of anger.

It wished it could use its sharp teeth to bite the annoying flea into pieces.

Ghosts generally have no intelligence.

This large monster looked like it had a little bit, but obviously not much.

"boom!"

Another slap raised only dust.

This one-eyed monster was so angry that its eye was glowing green.

Whatever comes to mind, do it.

The big mouth with sharp teeth opened, and then it aimed at the direction of the flea and pounced on it in an instant.

Close...close...

That's it.

The monster opened its green eye wide and bit it hard.

"Gah!"

There was a loud bang.

The toothy mouth was shut.

But feel it carefully.

There seemed to be only dirt and sand in the mouth.

"Where is that flea?" The one-eyed monster was extremely annoyed.

But next second.

"Shashasha~"

The sound of faint footsteps approached, and for some reason its restless "heart" suddenly calmed down.

The smoke and dust rose and fell.

Two azure blue dots suddenly emerged from the darkness.

That is a "person"...

For some reason the thought suddenly occurred to the one-eyed monster, even though he couldn't remember what a human was.

Along with this thought came a sharp feeling that made him tremble all over.

This feeling is familiar, it seems to have been felt before.

Just as he racked his brains to think about where his empty "heart" had encountered such a feeling...

The flea suddenly disappeared.

Instantly.

There was a soft "chi" sound.

It suddenly felt the "temperature".

The burning magma flows in the body, corroding its bones, flesh, and blood...

When the heat rushed to its brain, it saw the flea again, and saw the pair of eyes shining with azure light.

suddenly.

He remembered.

death!

This shivering, cold-cave-like feeling is death!

"Aylin!"

An anxious call from afar interrupted the one-eyed monster.

The one-eyed monster was startled.

It stared at the "person" in front of it, feeling the scorching heat in its body rapidly eroding his entire body.

Suddenly I realized that it was about to return to eternal sleep.

True eternal sleep.

next moment.

The one-eyed monster used the last bit of strength in its body to suppress the coming of death, and then anxiously screamed loudly:

“Hiss—roar—hiss—roar—”

follow closely.

As the long hiss gradually faded and dissipated in the wind.

It also urgently cried out in its heart, hoping that the living people in front of it, who were as full of vitality as they once were, would be ready...

Get ready for the white light...

With Frost...

……

"Da da da~"

Amid the sound of galloping horses, Vesemir looked anxiously at the distance where gray smoke and dust were spreading.

a few seconds ago.

Ever since the tall monster pounced to the ground.

There has been no movement there for a long time.

"Don't worry!"

"Please don't be in any trouble!"

Vesemir gritted his teeth and squeezed the horse's belly hard, hoping that the warhorse would go faster and faster.

But in the end, all he got was the neighing of the horse.

The speed is getting slower.

In a hurry, the demon hunter jumped off his horse and ran wildly towards the smoke and dust at a speed that was not much slower than that of the warhorse, regardless of the scattered demons in between.

If any blind demon attacks him, kill him!
The one who becomes virtual in front of him, kill him!
Kill! Kill! Kill whoever stands in front of him!

After killing an unknown number of demons, Vesemir finally ran to the place where the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, revealing a hazy green body of a one-eyed ghost creature.

But at this moment.

"Wow~"

The monster's huge body suddenly caught fire with a strange and dazzling green fire.

The Demon Hunter Master couldn't help but stop running at full speed.

"Aylin!"

Vesemir thought it was a magical ability of a monster. He was happy that the witcher was still alive, but at the same time, he couldn't help but scream out in worry.

Then, just as he was about to carry him righteously from the back, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

This fire does not seem to be a spell-like ability.

Instead, it was the monster's body that was burning and disappearing, just like when a demon spirit died.

Vesemir was stunned for a moment, and his pace gradually slowed down.

next second.

The green flames suddenly turned into a hot orange-red.

“Hiss—roar—hiss—roar—”

The monster's roar with strange and changing tones came out from it, causing the demon hunter to clench his sword again.

Then the monster dissipated and the smoke settled.

In the flickering light of the campfire, the witcher with loose hair stood there, seemingly in a daze.

"Alin, are you okay?"

Vesemir held the silver sword in his hand, made up his mind, and asked cautiously from a distance.

Ghostly monsters often have some strange spell-like abilities, so you have to be on guard against them.

"No...it's okay." Ailin looked up.

After taking another look and confirming that Ailin was fine, Vesemir breathed a sigh of relief and asked curiously:
"Then why are you daydreaming?"

Ailin was stunned, somewhat uncertain:
"That monster seemed to be talking to me at the end..."

Will there be another evil god? Vesemir frowned and asked with concern:

"What did it say?"

The witcher was silent for a long time.

“Hiss—roar—hiss—roar—”

Vesemir tilted his head:?
(End of this chapter)