Demon Hunter: I became a god in the demon hunting world

Russell did not stop, and when he was seven or eight meters away from the Road Head Spirit, he pushed the ground with both legs and flew into the air again;

The soles of his feet were two meters above the ground, and he held the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands and raised it high. His torso was bent backwards like a fine bow with a full string, and he was about to swing the sword with all his strength.

Dick opened his eyes wide and couldn't help but sigh: "This kind of power and speed, worthy of Russell, it's really amazing..."

Before he finished speaking, the admiration in his eyes turned into astonishment.

Seeing that Russell's sword was about to hit the living target, the Deer Head Spirit, the latter's tree trunk suddenly grew several branches, and these branches were intertwined like twists.

Formed arms that were thicker and longer than the Deer Head Spirit's previous arms from the ground.

There were more than a dozen of them.

Then these arms actually rotated rapidly on the circumference of the tree trunk like the connecting rods of a merry-go-round.

And the rough palms of each arm accurately slapped Russell in the air.

The slapping speed was so fast that Russell's body stopped in the air.

After a breath, the arms stopped slapping and retracted around the tree trunk.

Russell was violently whipped away by the last arm, and rolled on the ground for three or four meters before stopping.

Russell barely sat up and spat out a large mouthful of blood with an ugly face.

"Damn it, Dick, I broke three ribs! This deer-headed spirit is stronger after rebirth, and it's hard to get it. Let's retreat first!"

"Okay."

Dick simply nodded. He didn't have any personal heroism. If he couldn't beat it this time, he would call the sorceress Riven next time. He didn't believe that three people couldn't beat a monster.

Seeing that Russell had stood up shakily, Dick ran away directly.

He got away!

But after running a few steps, he saw the ground in front of him shaking, and then several branches and leaves like pythons rushed out, intertwined and tangled together, like a huge and dense fishing net, blocking his route.

This branch is different from the previous ones. Its surface shows a metallic luster under the refraction of sunlight.

Dick swung his sword and the branch was intact.

He formed a seal with his right hand, and a large string of flames shot out from his palm and sprayed towards the branches.

After a few seconds, the flame disappeared, and the branches in front of him were just slightly black on the surface.

With a chill in his heart, he ran to the gap next to him, and several more branches grew out of it.

Soon, dense branches took shape again.

Looking around, with the deer-headed spirit as the center, branches sprang out every moment on the circle with a radius of dozens of meters around it. These branches slowly extended into the sky and finally formed a dense "bird cage".

A bird cage that was so tight that even the silver sword and the fire seal could not break it.

And the "birds in the cage" were two demon hunters.

Looking back, I saw that the deer-headed spirit had raised his palm, and a huge smile was outlined on his anthropomorphic face.

Russell came to Dick, took out a bottle of swallow potion from his waist bag, uncorked it, and swallowed the liquid inside.

"It's fucking hard to drink. Dick, this monster is really powerful. It seems that either we two will die or it will die. We will have to fight to the death in a while."

Dick tightly grasped the hilt of the sword in his hand and nodded to Russell. Seeing that his condition improved, the two attacked the deer-headed spirit from the left and right directions.

Dick ran forward and looked around. He was still searching for useful information:

The ground in this birdcage is flat and clear at a glance. There is nothing else except the bodies of the crow and the white wolf. Where is the totem hidden?

Seeing the deer-headed spirit getting closer and closer, the latter also began to move several thick arms, as if ready to strangle the two demon hunters in front of him.

As it moved, the leaves above the big tree buzzed.

Dick suddenly realized, then suddenly stopped and shouted: "Russell, hold him back! I know where the third totem is."

"Okay, let me try!" Russell shouted.

At the same time, Russell rolled on the ground in a panic, avoiding the blow of a branch, and a half-meter deep gully was pulled out of a large area of ​​land.

The strength of the deer-headed spirit has obviously increased after its rebirth.

Russell stood up and rushed towards the deer-headed spirit again.

He tried his best to control his body and carefully avoided the attacks again and again.

If he couldn't avoid it, he would barely block it with the silver sword.

Dick on the other side knew that it would be extremely difficult to kill the deer-headed spirit today.

After avoiding the blow of a branch, he slowly retreated to the edge of the birdcage, making sure that the deer-headed spirit's attention was completely attracted by Russell, and then he took out a bottle of magic potion from his waist bag.

He unscrewed the bottle of medicine with some regret and drank it again.

The taste that was 10 times more unpalatable than Chinese medicine exploded in the taste buds, and he closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths.

After a few breaths, Dick opened his eyes and felt that the whole world was different:

He could see everything clearly.

It was not that Dick's eyesight was bad before, but at this moment, he could clearly see the finer cilia on an ant on the ground, and the ant's movements seemed to slow down.

To confirm this, Dick looked at Russell who was still fighting with the Deer-headed Spirit.

At this time, Russell had several more wounds on his body, but he kept his word. If Dick asked him to fight, he would never retreat.

At this moment, his movements seemed to slow down a lot, just like playing a movie at 0.5 times the speed.

No, it was not his movements that slowed down, but the movements of the Deer-headed Spirit were the same.

The [Blizzard Potion] that he drank seemed to work.

The limited time of this potion could not be wasted, so he had to hurry up.

Dick quickly ran towards the center of the battlefield with the silver sword in hand, slowly adapting to the effects of the potion on the way.

The deer-headed spirit was originally concentrating on dealing with the difficult black-haired demon hunter in front of him.

It had seen the red-haired demon hunter retreat to the edge of the cage before, and thought he was going to retreat.

Unexpectedly, he turned back again.

While he was angry, he disdainfully used a spell to drive a branch to hit the red-haired demon hunter.

I'll see if you die today, damn human!

But who would have thought that the demon hunter dodged it with a sharp sideways move, and his speed seemed to be getting faster and faster. He, the dignified jungle guardian, could only see his afterimage behind him.

He increased his mana output again, and more branches and leaves hit the red-haired demon hunter, but the latter completely avoided these attacks and turned around to come to his side.

Dick felt the whistling sound of branches whipping in his ears, and dodged the attack again.

At this time, the deer-headed spirit was right in front of him.

But Dick did not attack. Instead, he used inertia to step on the trunk of the deer-headed spirit with his feet, and his body was parallel to the ground.

He used all his strength and ran upward along the branch. The speed was so fast that it seemed to have completely overcome the influence of gravity.

More than two seconds later, Dick had arrived at the lush tree canopy nearly ten meters above the deer head.

Pushing aside the dense leaves around, Dick looked at the wooden deer head in the center of the tree canopy and smiled: "Found it."