Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 1104 The big conspiracy, the bloody battle, the star power sword!

There were ghostly fires, and a group of ghosts and monsters moved in the dense fog, surrounding the three of Renn outside the abandoned textile factory, revealing their murderous intentions.

In deep siege, Ren didn't panic at all, shrugged and teased:
"It seems that this is tonight's repertoire. With so many monsters, labor and management are almost scared to pee."

puff!

At the same time, Leon pulled out the cross sword and slashed forward. The bright sword light slashed across the stripper's neck, the bright red blood splashed, and a head flew up!
The stripper's headless body fell to the ground, sprayed with blood.

Whoosh!
But inside the corpse, a scarlet phantom suddenly left the body and lifted into the air.

He has no flesh and blood, and looks like a human-shaped skeleton. There are white soul fires jumping in the bony eye sockets, and they are making shrill screams and fluctuations:

"The sacrifices are here, kill them!"

This is a dark marquis of the ghost clan, who seized the stripper's body.

Bang! !

Not far away, a manhole cover was lifted, and amidst the flying dust, a monster crawled out of the hole, waving many octopus-like arms.

It is huge in size, like a huge mass of meat, with many human bodies connected on it, like a monster made up of broken limbs, with seven or eight hands and feet on the ground, and many faces in the middle, very ugly.

There are many eyes on that stitched deformed face, most of which are dull and lifeless, only one vertical eye the size of a lantern glows red, saying:

"Hungry... hungry... eat them all!"

Leon was startled, and released his fighting spirit in the palm of his hand violently, unceremoniously, it was a sword.

puff!
The bright sword light with thunder slashed at the monster, cutting off more than a dozen tentacles in an instant, splashing meat juice and blood!
"Roar!"

The huge deformed Stitch Monster roared, and the broken tentacles on the ground squirmed, crawling to his wound like long worms, and fused into it immediately.

Then, a puff of pus exploded from his wound, and brand new tentacles grew out again.

Ren was a little disgusted, frowned, and said, "What kind of monster is this?"

"Sarcomas, one of the failed products of the Eternal Life Sect's evil human experiments, is irritable and irritable. It's hard to control without much reason, but its vitality and resilience are stronger than many demons." The old goat explained with a serious face.

There are sarcomas here, proof that there are people from the Cult of the Immortals lurking in Polktown.

Plus the ghost Marquis from before...

Underground evil organization + demon descendant, this combination must have a big conspiracy!
boom!
At this time, the sarcoma monster had already launched another attack, but after the tentacles stretched out, it split from the middle, like a big mouth with countless fangs, aiming at Ren and the three of them to bite!
"court death!"

Leon yelled angrily, and rushed forward with his sword, "Gail Wind Thunder Slash!"

Lightning, whirlwind, and the power of two elements wrapped around the sharp sword in his hand, blended into the fighting spirit, and erupted into a blazing sword light!
Swish! !
He slashed wildly with his sword, and the sword light contained the power of wind and thunder, tearing the night, and the huge body of the opposite sarcoma was instantly disintegrated by dozens of sword lights, turning into countless pieces of meat and blood and blasting away!

As a knight at the peak of the master level, Leon can skillfully use various elemental aura skills, and can even use them in combination.

However, facing such a slash, the sarcoma monster did not die.

In the arena, countless pieces of blood wriggled and reunited, turning into huge deformed human bodies and standing up.

It roared, its ugly stitched face was covered with blood, and the densely packed tentacles on its dozens of arms continued to grow bigger and thicker, as if there was no end, it turned into countless pythons and swept all directions!

Bang bang bang! !

The ground trembled, and everything around was attacked indiscriminately by the tentacles, and was completely destroyed. The ground was lifted, like a typhoon passing through.

Such a massive attack shook several nearby streets.

Leon danced the sharp sword in his hand, cut off the tentacles that came, and had to step back to avoid the sharp edge.

"Eternal Life Sect..."

Ren watched this scene with cold eyes.

It's just a sarcoma, and it's hard for a knight at the peak of the master level to take it down. I have to say that the sect of eternal life is still a bit tricky.

The old goat was chanting a mantra, and on the purple staff, powerful magic energy gathered and evolved, and a dissociation technique was ready to go.

At this moment, a black shadow flew from the thick fog and hit his back.

Bang!
On the surface of the old goat, a golden light curtain rose instantly, and the black shadow hit it, causing a circle of light ripples, and was bounced back and flew out!

With a plop, the black shadow was shaken away and rolled to the ground, letting out a high-pitched wolf howl.

He is humanoid, but his face is thickly haired, with long fangs, his arms are also covered with gray hair, the black sharp claws on his fingertips glow coldly, and his aura is wild and terrifying.

"Werewolves."

The old goat's spellcasting was interrupted, and when he looked back, he saw the werewolf Earl getting up.

Not only that, but on the street near the abandoned factory, there was another sound of messy footsteps and various noisy roars.

A silver light flashed in Ren's eyes, and he saw many dark shadows emerging from the sewer and various corners.

Some of them rushed towards the three of them, and some of them rushed into the town, as if planning to have a bloody massacre.

Seeing this, the old goat said in a panic, "That sarcoma hasn't been dealt with yet, where did these werewolves, gargoyles and ghouls come from?"

Moreover, these are just the demons and monsters outside the abandoned textile factory.

In the factory, clusters of blue will-o'-the-wisps danced around, exuding a vaguely eerie aura that even made Ren feel a little dangerous.

This proves that there is even something in it that could threaten a sword master.

"Squeak!"

Leon was still fighting with the sarcoma monster. In mid-air, a black shadow flashed, transformed into a huge bat-like monster, and flew towards the old goat. Its minions were extremely sharp.

"This is... a gargoyle?"

Ren flicked his fingers, and a little cold light flew out.

puff!
After the sword glow left the body, it rose against the wind and turned into a silver dragon that crushed the minions of the gargoyle, and then precisely penetrated and tore his body apart!
Bang!
The huge gargoyle fell to the ground, shaking a small pit, and the corpse immediately turned gray and turned into stone, cracked every inch of it.

A quail egg-sized core with four circles of patterns and a khaki luster was picked up by Ren and held in his hand.

This gargoyle is not weak, it is a Marquis of Darkness.

"Bastard, kill him!" The ghost in the form of a red skull overlooking the battlefield roared when he saw this.

"Dare to jump out?"

Ren sneered, took out his black gun Sunlun, and aimed three shots at the demon marquis.

Three cyan rays of death pierced the night sky, sealed off his position, and flew towards the ghost marquis.

puff puff!

The ghost marquis was startled and immediately dodged, but he was shot twice in the head and chest, and pieces of red soul power burst out from the wound!

He screamed, and the red half-spirit disintegrated inch by inch, falling from the sky like an extinguished torch.

This is a high-level "spirit-removing bullet", which is designed to kill ghosts, wraiths and other spirit or semi-spiritual beings.

Proficiency in using various special bullets such as demon hunting bullets, armor-piercing bullets, annihilating bullets, and spirit-killing bullets is the professional quality of an old witcher.

Ren was a "city hunter" in Melova City for a period of time, specializing in gun training, and his marksmanship is now as accurate as that of ordinary fourth-tier gunmen.

The ghost marquis thought that he was safe if he flew high enough, but he was thinking too much.

Now that he has made a move, Renn is not polite anymore, and temporarily ignores the dangerous atmosphere in the abandoned factory, and pulls out the magic sword from a space door behind him.

This is the weapon of Siegfried in Norse mythology. It has achieved the great cause of slaying dragons.

It is one of Ren's favorite weapons besides the magic knife "Starry Night".

With the sword in hand, his aura completely changed, and the boundless and peerless sword intent was released, shaking the entire southern part of the town.

Monsters such as sarcoma, werewolves, ghouls and gargoyles in the dense fog all trembled and trembled.

Even the sarcomas who don't have much sense feel fear, which is overwhelmingly powerful.

When Ren raised the magic sword, the sword energy was powerful in all directions, and the fine and trembling sound of the blade continued to expand, and finally turned into a heaven-piercing sword sound!
Soul Blade·Breaking Dawn!
boom! !

With a wave of his hand, a blazing white sword light emerged, like the light of dawn tearing apart the night, it instantly transformed into countless morning rays of sword energy and spread in all directions!

The sarcoma monster who was madly attacking Leon was stunned, and its huge body was wrapped in sword light.

puff! !

In an instant, Xi Guangjian's Qi changed thousands of times, and its entire body was immediately dismembered in the brilliant brilliance, and exploded in pieces!
Even the splashed pieces of meat and blood were annihilated by the sword energy and turned into ashes!

With one strike of the sword, this sarcoma, whose vitality was stronger than the Duke of Darkness, was as good as the human temple, and there was nothing left of it.

Boom boom boom!
Xiguang sword energy is mighty in all directions, sweeping all corners outside the abandoned factory!
The thick fog was dispelled, and the area was as bright as day. Dozens of werewolves, gargoyles, ghouls and other demons hiding in it were swept away by the overwhelming sword energy, and their bodies exploded into balls of blood mist!
With one sword, sweep away the haze, and kill all the demons and ghosts!
Such divine power made Leon a little dumbfounded.

He wiped the sweat that flowed from his forehead because of the fierce battle with the sarcoma just now, and said:

"Awesome, I feel like my grandfather is not that strong."

His grandfather is "Horn of the Dawn" Wade, a fifth-rank Iron Wall Warrior, and one of the ten great saints of Faroland.

The old goat's eyes were also a little shaken, but he didn't praise anyone, but cursed instead:
"Fuck, kid Renn pretended to be so forceful, and this master didn't get a single head!"

Just now he had been wanting to use the "Disintegration Technique" to kill the sarcoma monster, so he ignored the miscellaneous fish, but because the casting was interrupted several times, he didn't have a single head in his hand.

"Can you do it? Master Nicholas." Leon laughed when he heard the words.

He fought with the sarcoma monster and couldn't escape, but he managed to kill a few miscellaneous fish that tried to sneak up on him.

Bang bang bang!
At the same time, there was a burst of intense gunfire on the street further away.

More than a dozen demon hunters emerged, armed with force guns, and shot wildly at some low-level demon descendants who rushed out of the abandoned factory just now, blood bloomed, and the fish that slipped through the net fell to the ground one after another.

The leader was the fat boss of the tavern during the day.

The owner of the tavern is fat and has a big beard. He looks ugly, but his marksmanship is very accurate. Every shot will hit a blood flower on a demon!
While shooting with a gun, he shouted: "Little brats, don't be afraid, beat me hard!

The one at the front is Viscount Ackerman, the president of our Demon Hunter Association (Farolan Branch)!He is an invincible fifth-tier titled demon hunter! "

"Oh oh oh... Oh my god, so the little brother in the daytime is the president!"

"I even had a drink with the president, and I'm crazy."

"No wonder you are so confident this time, a black-hearted fat man, you dare to clean up the abandoned textile factory. It turns out that the chairman is here!"

Hearing what the fat boss said, more than a dozen demon hunters in the small town cheered excitedly, as if they had been pumped.

Viscount Ackerman's reputation, among the group of demon hunters, is naturally like a thunderbolt.

Some time ago, he killed the Queen's father, the Earl Macray who had degenerated into a traitor, and soon after, he directly replaced Master Randy and became the branch president of the Faroran branch of the Demon Hunter Association...

In Farolan, many middle and low-level demon hunters who hang out in the Acropolis and small towns regard him as their idol.

He is very young and stronger than Master Randy, rumored to have become a holy body.

The presence of the president in person greatly encouraged the demon hunters in the town.

They were fearless, and fired wildly with various types of force weapons in their hands to clean up the few low-level demons who slipped out.

Things looked good.

As long as you rush into the abandoned factory and clean up the enemies inside, it seems that you will win a big victory.

Ren was not as optimistic as everyone else. He looked at the factory that was still in thick fog and darkness a hundred meters away, with a serious expression on his face, and said:
"Leon, back away."

Leon clenched his sharp sword tightly and was about to go to explore the way, but he was startled when he heard this.

He was a little puzzled, but didn't ask anything, and immediately ran back.

Although the strength is a bit weaker in this team, he has self-knowledge.

Whatever the boss says, don't pretend to be smart, just be obedient.

The old goat raised his staff and began to chant spells. Strings of golden runes emerged on the amethyst staff. The powerful spell energy was arranged and combined to form five red hot fireballs!
His casting speed was significantly faster than that of Earl Macray's fourth-tier magister.

The two professions of mage and warlock are very similar and are sisters.

In terms of difference, the wizards are Einstein and Newton, while the warlocks are Edison and Tesla.When mages study knowledge such as spells and runes, they tend to be theoretical, while warlocks are biased towards application.

On the battlefield, Warlock's performance is often more adaptable and brilliant.

But it's not absolute. For example, the elder in the sky, who didn't hold a staff but carried a big sword when he went out, didn't look like a serious mage.

"Five rounds of bursting fireball!"

The old goat's big fireball technique was almost instantaneous, and with a few clicks of his mouth, five crimson balls of fire that were bigger than wheels flew out.

Boom boom boom!
Five fireballs flew into the factory, and the next moment, red flames soared into the sky, rushing up to a height of [-] meters, and the ruthless fire seemed to swallow everything!
This is no fireball technique, five missiles are nothing more than that.

However, the abandoned factory didn't explode, or even shake...

The big fireball technique was completely useless, the old goat's pupils shrank, and he clenched his staff tightly.

"Which old man is it?" Ren looked at this scene with a dignified expression.

Accompanied by the burning of the flames, a deep and unpredictable dark atmosphere spread in the factory, and a faintly visible space door emerged.

Behind the door, a tall and mighty figure with endless terrifying ghostly aura gradually solidified.

"Demon hunter? Hehe..."

A sound similar to the roar of thousands of ghosts suddenly sounded from the bottom of everyone's heart.

Ren is okay, but his eyes suddenly turned cold. Both the old goat and Leon, who was retreating, turned pale, obviously affected by the shock.

Farther away, the bearded boss and the dozen or so demon hunters all trembled, bleeding from their mouths and noses, and the weakest fell to the ground directly and passed out.

"The Dark Lord... or the Prince?!"

The old goat took a few steps back, his face paled in shock.

They never expected that there is such a terrifying existence hidden in the abandoned factory in an ordinary town.

Low- and middle-level transcendents have no resistance at all in the face of such power.

Even looking at them, listening to their voices hurts.

The old goat's big fireball technique was not useless, at least it dispelled the dense fog in the factory, allowing everyone to see the scene inside.

It was an altar made of countless white bones, filled with resentment, hundreds of people stood around the altar.

Both of their eyes were gouged out, and blood flowed out, staining their faces red.

Holding daggers in their hands, they pierced their hearts, and hot blood splashed out, staining the ground red.

Their bodies gradually became cold and lost their vitality, but they all had satisfied and serene smiles on their faces, which made people feel creepy.

The white bone altar absorbs the blood and soul power of the sacrificer, and there are many traces like ghostly symbols around it, forming a layer of blue barriers, which easily isolates the fire.

In the sky above the altar, there is a space door that seems real and illusory, and there is a terrifying shadow in front of the door.

It was Him who just made that mocking sound.

Below the space door, there are two men in black, a man and a woman.

"It's her, the missing eldest daughter of Baron Ruben!" Leon exclaimed.

In order to find his daughter, the baron had posted a mission, and many missing person notices also had her picture, so he could recognize her because he had seen it during the day.

"Hahahaha... The anomaly here is almost unbearable. It's really lucky to have such a high-quality sacrifice in the last wave of harvest."

Baron Ruben's daughter was wearing a black cloak and holding a staff, standing in front of the altar of bones, laughing crisply.

She has blond hair, blue eyes, and fair face, but her cold eyes and distorted smile completely ruined her image, giving people a vicious and cruel look like a snake.

Around her neck is a string of golden skull decorations, and she has tattoos of fallen angel wings and vertical eyes on the back of her hand.

"The witch of the Eternal Life Sect?" the old goat asked in surprise.

[Witch] is also an extraordinary profession, but it is very rare in this era, because the essence of this profession is to gradually transform oneself into a life form similar to a demon through various blood sacrifices and evil rituals.

The fifth-order primordial witch is not even human anymore.

But the witch in front of her is obviously not that strong, and she has survived the fourth-order peak.

"Leon, the direct son of the Finokashian family, Nicholas, a fourth-tier warlock with an ordinary background, and this one, the famous Viscount Ackerman."

Holding a black staff in her hand, the witch looked at Ren, licked her sexy red lips, and said with a coquettish smile, "Really, a good sacrifice."

"Ha ha."

Ren held the Sword of Dusk in his hand, and sneered, "You are a witch, a member of the Eternal Life Sect, does your father, Baron Ruben, know?"

"It doesn't matter, let that idiot go with him, I didn't kill him, it's already very kind." The witch said with a smile.

"Oh it's you!!"

At this moment, beside the witch, another man in black spoke.

He lifted the cloak, revealing a pale and thin face, his eyes were cold, his palms were as dry as claws, and the nails were shining with blue light.

He looked at Ren's position, roared and rushed over.

"Dare to kill my clone, die!"

boom!
Amidst the cyan flames, a ghost wrapped in dark force rushed to Rennes. His arms were like charred corpses, and he had sharp claws, and he slapped him fiercely!
"Oh, it's you."

Ren jumped away from the claw easily and said with a grin, "No wonder, it's really a narrow road."

This is Harosh, the grand duke of demons.

Back then, in the dark cave that Prince Miro had set up, the strongest avatar of the Dark Lord once caused him and Michelle to fall into a bitter fight.

At that time, he was only four steps tall, and even his ribs were broken by the opponent's paw, which made him very embarrassed.

boom!
Grand Duke Yaogui aimed at Ren, pushed his palm, and a fan-shaped green flame appeared in front of him. The scorching temperature spread, and it began to curl and blur when it was close to the moonlight.

"Ha ha."

Renn smiled dismissively.

Today is different from the past, this guy is just like that in his opinion.

boom!
He casually swiped his sword, and the azure blue sword light cut through Qing Yan like a thunderbolt, and sent the demon grand duke flying!
"hateful!"

Grand Duke Harosh roared angrily, stepped in the air, forcibly stopped backing, but there was blood on his arm.

His strongest avatar with fifth-tier combat strength had already been killed.

This avatar has only the combat strength of the Duke of Darkness, but the opponent is not what it used to be...

"Your avatar is too weak, go to hell."

Ren shook his head, stepped forward with indifferent eyes, and drew out his sword.

hum!
He raised his sword, and the sword light was bright, and the blue flames that had been surging around froze for a moment.

A lot of stars and light spots emerged, and the radiance flourished, suppressing and extinguishing the will-o'-the-wisp, layer after layer condensed, and formed a field like a dazzling stage.

On the stage, there is only one person, with a sword, but it shines with incomparable light.

"Xinghe!"

There are diamond-like stars shining all over Ren's body, stepping on the Milky Way, like a god of war, a huge sword glow made of starlight emerges, and slashes at the demon prince!
The Demon Grand Duke roared, and the green flames surged all over his body, forming dozens of vortexes of dark force.

But still can't stop the sword.

boom! !

When the Xinghe Excalibur fell, Grand Duke Yaogui was stunned, all the whirlpools of green flames around him collapsed, his body was suddenly split in two from head to chest, and both the body and soul turned into green smoke and dissipated under the strangulation of Xinghe sword energy!
"Next time...my body will come to you! You...will not be so lucky..."

Accompanied by Grand Duke Ghost's unwilling roar, his body disintegrated and his voice was annihilated.

The divine sword transformed into a brilliant galaxy continued to slash, and blasted towards the bone altar!
"interesting."

The witch's face changed drastically. At this moment, the terrifying black shadow over the altar chuckled and finally moved.

Clang! !

He raised his hands, and together, two dark curtains firmly clamped the galaxy's sword light, and the dark force of darkness eroded wildly, shattering the sword light, and even the aftermath was swallowed up!
Resolving the slash, he stared at Ren, the old goat and Leon with dim eyes.

The old goat and Leon felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, their hearts skipped a beat, and even their souls felt frozen.

Ren's eyes were sharp, and he raised his sword to point at the black shadow, saying:
"who are you?"

"Well, you are also qualified to know that sword can be cut, my name is Christian."

(End of this chapter)