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

Dick's waist and abdominal muscles suddenly tensed, and the blue brick floor burst into a few shallow cracks under the twist of his heels. The cold light that passed close to his neck cut a three-inch deep groove on the wall.

The long sword in his hand rang slightly, and the sword spine climbed up the white sword energy.

At this moment, he knew that only by defeating Raven first could he figure out why she did such a thing. As for what would happen after defeating her, he could only take it one step at a time.

Raven was suspended in the air two feet above the ground, and the shadow cast by the white wings covered half of her pale face.

Dick turned around and spun hard, and the long sword vented a shrill howl and swung out like lightning.

The sword arc cut through the stagnant air, but it missed the moment it touched her back - the pair of white wings only trembled slightly, and Raven moved half a foot horizontally like a puppet pulled by a silk thread, and the lightsaber reflected Dick's shrinking pupils and swept across.

"Clang!"

The sparks from the collision of the two swords had not yet dissipated, and Dick's left hand had quickly formed a seal, and a cone-shaped mental shock wave with vigorous momentum instantly hit Riven's face.

In theory, at such a close distance, no one could react in time.

However, Riven covered her face with her hands in a casual manner, and a dark golden ethereal hand appeared out of thin air, steadily covering her head and most of her body.

The mental shock wave hit the ethereal hand, and a dull wail sounded in the air.

At the same time, the dark ethereal hand and the mental shock wave turned into flying light.

Dick pushed the long sword forward again, and with the reverse thrust of the sword fight with Riven, his calves contracted slightly, and then jumped back suddenly.

His feet stepped steadily on the wall behind him, and the stone wall peeled off where he stepped, and his calves compressed again like springs to accumulate power.

Taking advantage of this moment of accumulation of power, his left hand quickly pulled out the silver sword behind him.

His body was parallel to the ground, his two swords crossed, and he took a unique attack posture - [Leopard Qinyu] was activated again.

With the powerful rebound force brought by the new talent [Extreme Leap], Dick's speed of using Baoqinyu this time was at least 20% faster than before.

He was like a bullet out of a gun, spinning rapidly in the air, with the tip of the sword as the head, spinning into a deadly bullet head, shooting straight away.

Raven's wings trembled rapidly and retreated, and the chaos caused by the sword energy tore her white dress into messy pigeon feathers.

During Dick's low-altitude gallop, with the blessing of master-level swordsmanship, his body kept twisting with Raven's movement, and the tip of the sword was always firmly locked on Raven.

Raven retreated again and again, until her back was only two or three meters away from the wall, she stopped dodging and began to wave the lightsaber in her hand, fiercely intersecting with the high-speed rotating double swords.

"Ping ping pong pong", the sword energy crisscrossed, sparks flew, and kept shining in this empty basement. One could faintly smell the heat of smelting steel.

After a few breaths, Dick stumbled half a step when he landed, and the bloody smell in his throat made his vision slightly blurred.

Riven on the opposite side was sliding down against the wall, with several wounds of varying depths on her body, and blood slowly seeped down along her fair skin, staining her messy clothes red.

And her left hand holding the sword, four of the slender and tender fingers in the past had exposed white bones, and blood kept dripping, gathering on the ground into a pool of six-winged patterns, and the ticking sound echoed in this silent basement.

Dick was panting heavily. Although he had advanced self-healing ability, the two of them seemed to have only fought for half a minute, but he had consumed a lot of energy and mana outside the Kayleburg site before, which could not be quickly compensated by advanced self-healing ability.

But he was sure that with his current strength, he would be the one standing in the basement at the end.

Seeing Raven in such a miserable state, Dick's sword trembled for no reason.

He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm himself down, and his Adam's apple moved and he spoke hoarsely: "Raven, stop."

"Stop? How can I stop?" Raven looked down at the pool of blood, and her broken call became ethereal:

"Lord Gabriel, your faithful messenger has made a request, please give me strength!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a milky white halo enveloped her body, and these particles rushed into Raven's seriously injured body.

The halo faded, and all the wounds on Raven's body disappeared. Lava-like lines flowed under the new white skin, and her pupils turned into two burning incandescent beads.

Dick raised his sword again, and the figures of the two fighting were projected into angry beasts entangled on the wall.

Soon, the energy stone on the wall was hit by the sword energy, bursting with dazzling light and then turned into powder;

The wall lamp higher up was shaky and finally cut off by the sword light, fell to the ground, and shattered into glass shards;

The weapon racks placed around were not spared either, and were smashed to pieces by the sword energy of the two people, and various weapons were scattered all over the ground.

But strangely, the two of them tacitly, intentionally or unintentionally avoided the bodies of the demon hunters and the old magician Ode in the corner.

Dick didn't want the bodies of his former compatriots to be damaged any more, but he couldn't guess what Riven was thinking.

After an unknown amount of time, Dick only felt that his eyes were black and his body was so weak that he could fall down at any time.

Even if he had advanced self-healing ability, his extreme lack of energy and complete lack of mana made him unable to cast the seal and concentrate on his sword skills.

At this time, swinging the long sword felt extremely heavy.

He was getting more and more tired, his legs felt like they were filled with lead, and he wished he could close his eyes immediately and fall asleep forever.

On the other hand, as long as the number of wounds on Riven's body reaches a certain level, a white halo will automatically cover her whole body, and then the wounds will quickly recover.

She turned into a tireless fighting machine, attacking without stopping.

At this time, Dick felt a sense of despair:

Is it possible that he came to this world and died here in such an unclear way?

He was not afraid of death. He always felt that a simple death was sometimes much more pleasant than a meaningless life.

But he always wanted to know a reason before he died, a reason that would make him willing to die.

Seeing Riven slashing with another sword, Dick clearly realized that his movements had become extremely slow, and it was too late to raise the sword to block.

When he was thinking about which part of his body to use to resist this fatal blow to reduce the damage, he found that Riven's sword speed suddenly slowed down a lot.

When the blade fell in front of Dick's sticky and wet hair, it easily blew off a few strands of hair with a breeze, and then it suddenly stopped.

Dick slowly raised his head and saw that the white light in Raven's eyes had slowly dissipated, with only a trace of it remaining in her eyes.

She was looking at Dick with a complex expression, as if she was struggling, feeling guilty, and other unspeakable hidden emotions.

Dick also remained motionless, expectantly asking: "Raven, you..."

"Dick, I'm much more awake." Raven spoke like a dream.

She slowly put down the lightsaber in her hand.

As soon as she took back the lightsaber, golden lines instantly appeared on Raven's face. She was extremely serious and her eyes were cold:

"My messenger, do you want to unilaterally break the contract?" The voice was cold and unfamiliar.

Raven's expression changed again. She looked painful, her teeth were clenched, and a lot of cold sweat oozed out of her swan neck unconsciously. The golden lines on her face were hidden under her delicate skin and flowed. Her body couldn't stop shaking, and finally she half-knelt on the ground.

She raised her head again, looked at Dick, and spoke slowly, but her words did not seem to be addressed to the demon hunter in front of her:

"My Lord Gabriel, I do not want to disobey you, but now that the hatred is over, can you let the demon hunter in front of you go?"