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

Cold sweat slowly seeped out of Pu'er's forehead.

"Oh? You also know the Lynx Faction among the demon hunters?" Dick said with a teasing look on his face.

"I know, Master Demon Hunter." Pu'er's attitude suddenly improved. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and stood up like a sensible elementary school student. Then he said:

"I mean, I am not the son of the new village chief Green, but the son of the previous dead village chief. It's that simple."

"Then you said before that my companions were not doing their job?"

"Alas, it was all a misunderstanding." Pu'er quickly spread his hands and said, "Every profession has its own specialties. Each school has different specialties. I understand this truth."

"Oh, that's it." Dick nodded and stopped caring.

And Pu'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart:

It seems that his life is saved.

It is said that every demon hunter of the Lynx Faction is extremely crazy.

There was a tavern in a nearby town. There was a lynx demon hunter. Because of the mockery of the mercenaries around him, he drew his sword and killed all six or seven mercenaries.

And it was also rumored that there were other lynx demon hunters who specialized in eating monsters.

A bite of monster leg, a sip of red wine, and blood at the corner of the mouth.

The blood was from the monster. The demon hunters ate monsters alive.

Puer continued to explain: "The big tongue on the face of the little mute in front of me was my late father's."

"Your father is gifted?" Dick seemed to have a hint.

"No, my father's tongue is not so big, and I don't know what happened, but my father's tongue was indeed cut off."

"Then why did your father's tongue enter the mouth of the little mute?"

"This little mute is usually a little idiot, uneducated, idle, and relies on eating a lot of food to survive.

"I didn't expect that after my father was buried two days ago, he actually went to rob the tomb.

"Fortunately, someone searched for him at night during those two days. After the villagers woke up, they came to the cemetery and found that he was unconscious next to the grave and turned into this state."

"Two days ago?"

"Yes, two days ago."

"Are there any other useful information?"

"No." Pu'er seemed to be evasive and shook his head quickly.

Green on the side opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

Dick didn't care about what he heard. He already knew the basic ins and outs of the matter.

Even if Pu'er concealed something, it would not be a big deal. But now it seems that the little mute is indeed possessed by the vengeful spirit of the former village chief. As for why the vengeful spirit came into being?

Dick is not very interested in such things, as long as he can expel the vengeful spirit.

"You all step back." Dick said with a serious face.

Hearing this, including Python, they slowly stepped back, and even Professor Mori put away his notes and retreated to the door.

Dick took a step forward and came to the side of the little mute.

Then he made a seal with his right hand and pressed down.

A purple light shone out with Dick as the center, forming a circular pattern - the magic trap was activated.

The little mute in the middle stopped moving instantly, his tongue stopped moving, and drooped at the corner of his mouth.

Dick relaxed when he saw this, and then he would see when the vengeful spirit would come out.

But it was only a moment, and the little mute's exposed tongue slowly stood up again, and slapped up and down slowly again, and the speed became faster and faster, more and more intense, and in the end only a double image could be seen.

"Pah!"

"Pah!"

"Pah!"

"Pah!"

The little mute's cheek was slapped with a bang.

Seeing that the little mute's cheek was already swollen, Dick said sternly: "What kind of monster are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the tongue slowly stopped and drooped to the side of his mouth again.

The little mute suddenly opened his eyes, staring at Dick with his pupils and white eyes covered by the dark fog:

"Monster hunter, do you think I am a vengeful spirit?"

The hollow and powerful voice echoed in the house, and the people at the door, except Tyson and his father, were frightened and took a few steps back.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I am having fun, and you can't drive me away. Now I ask you to leave, and we will not interfere with each other, otherwise..."

"What if I am not?"

Then, the unknown monster warned the monster hunter with practical actions.

The little mute's tongue began to flap up and down again.

Seeing this, Dick no longer hesitated to use the energy points. He originally planned to accumulate energy points to upgrade [Swordsmanship] and [Psychic Shock Wave];

But looking at the situation at this time, although the vengeful spirit in front of him was unknown, the best way was to upgrade [Magic Trap].

Because this monster is obviously still afraid of [Magic Trap], otherwise it would not say peace talks.

Now this monster is still arrogant for only one reason, [Magic Trap] is too low level to suppress it.

In an instant, the 360 ​​energy points on the panel were digested into 160 points.

And [Magic Trap] was also upgraded from proficient level to [Professional Level].

The panel showed the following:

Although the radius of the professional magic trap has not increased, the monsters will move slowly inside it, just like ordinary people stepping into a quagmire;

In addition, it can make the monsters turn from virtual to real faster.

In other words, it can better expel the monsters that possess humans.

Dick was satisfied, and after taking a few breaths, he reached out and cancelled the released magic trap without hesitation.

The mana that was fed back from canceling the trap, plus this gap of time, allowed Dick to cast [Magic Trap] for the second time.

He formed a seal with his right hand and cast a seal on the ground again.

Instantly, a new [magic trap] appeared.

This time, Dick found that the speed of the long tongue flapping in the trap was obviously slower, and the black mist in the little mute's eyes also became lighter, and he slowly closed his eyes again.

He seemed to fall asleep.

But...

The flapping of the tongue did not stop, although it was not as powerful as before.

Dick frowned:

Strange, my [magic trap] has been upgraded, and it obviously has a stronger effect of forcing out the virtual monster, why doesn't it show up?

But it seems that the [magic trap] still works, and it should temporarily put the monster to sleep.

Is it really as the monster said, it is not a vengeful spirit?

Dick turned around and walked out of the room without saying a word, and everyone followed him to the courtyard.

Then, Dick looked at Pu'er, the son of the village chief, with a cold look, and said sternly: "Tell me, are you hiding something from me?"

While speaking, his pupils stood up and almost became a line.

Pu'er looked terrified and stepped back two steps.

If he hadn't been supported by the villagers on both sides, he would have fallen to the ground.

"I... I..."

"Speak or not? If you don't, I'll kill you."

Dick walked in front of Pu'er and said word by word, "You also know that I am a demon hunter of the Lynx Sect. If you make me unhappy, you can't live."

Tyson, who was standing by, was about to stop him.

He was just, like a knight with five virtues in the legend, and naturally couldn't stand Dick's harsh treatment of the villagers.

In fact, this was exactly why he was ridiculed by Pu'er before.

When you lower your status and lower your sense of status with the scum, the latter will naturally take advantage of you.

Professor Searle, who was standing by, hurriedly grabbed his son. Tyson looked puzzled. What did he want to say?

Searle just shook his head and secretly pointed in the direction of Dick, motioning him to continue reading.