Oring Hunter

I saw his dry lips hidden in the iron helmet and said slowly:

"Now is your moment of redemption, I hope you can take it calmly—"

However, before Sayin Saiai finished speaking, Kaisang's arm was suddenly raised towards him.

With just a simple glance, Kaisan was able to recognize the person in front of him, who was the culprit who had dragged his consciousness into the darkness with weird scriptures.

Therefore, now he is not in the mood to listen to the other party's nonsense at all. There is nothing but hatred and violence between his eyes, and he only longs to smash the other party's corpse into thousands of pieces.

So the majestic power of the mysterious spirit quickly condensed in the arm of the giant pile hunter, ready to launch the strongest blow in his life at close range at Sai Yin Saiai.

Chapter 0741 Doubts Before Death

However, just as Kaisan made such an act, a silent cold wind hit from his right side instantly.

Kaisang's eyes changed drastically. The opponent's speed made it too late for him to dodge sideways, so he could only helplessly raise his arms to protect his head.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Han's temperature passed through the body of the Pile Hunter.

In the next second, Kaisan's shoulders were bloody, and the two strong arms separated, and they fell to the ground together with the dissipated power of the mysterious spirit, while the abdomen was cracked and shattered together with the internal organs. , and finally, the warm blood gushes out like crazy.

"..."

Kaisan looked down at his fatal wound in astonishment, and then turned his head to look at the person on the right who was blowing out the cold wind.

It was a fluffy long skirt and a drop ball hood, with a chubby figure, half of her face was hidden under the shadow of the hood, and the other half was an old woman covered with wrinkles and folds.

She saw that she was holding a pair of snake-shaped double swords between her thick palms bound with silk cloth. Under the moonlight, the dark sword body showed a strange pattern of insect eyes, which cut Kaisang in one fell swoop. With both arms, the sharp weapon that sliced ​​through Kaisan's abdomen.

"Really, it was obvious that you were spared on purpose, but in the end, you couldn't help but plan to do it directly..."

Fent slowly put down the worm-eyed swords in his hand, and then sneered softly in a gloomy voice:

"Sure enough, no matter how much time has passed, the so-called Olympian hunters are still the same as before. They are all a group of ungrateful and ignorant scum~"

Kaisan stared at Fenter silently for a few seconds, then opened his mouth with a grim expression and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The trembling legs subconsciously wanted to step back, but another palm suddenly appeared from behind.

His pale and slender fingers immediately pressed Kaisan's shoulder firmly.

"Okay, stop making meaningless struggles, hunter."

Words full of disdain and ridicule emerged from the back of Kaisan's head, as if denying all the value of his life.

"When the moment comes when the first few lines of Saiyin Saiai's chanting are enough to pull your consciousness out of the body, it is enough to prove that your spiritual power is just a pile of fragile glass, and the weak should not be in front of the strong. Wanton challenge, give me a good obedience."

As the cold words fell slowly, the slender palm pressing on Kaisang's shoulder exerted a slight force, and a strange and invisible energy immediately poured into Kaisang's body, causing his body to lose strength immediately, just like that He fell to his knees on the ground.

"cough……"

Kaisan opened his mouth again and coughed up a mouthful of blood, then raised his pale face, and cast his dying gaze to the third figure walking out from behind him.

He was wearing a set of long clown clothes printed with the pattern of stars and moons. He was tall, with gray complexion, deep-set eyes, protruding nose like a bird's beak, and narrow and bright red corners of his mouth.

His identity is Ding Moluo, the last senior veteran of the Joy Theater Clown Group, who is as famous as Fent and Sai Yin Saiai.

"At first, I planned to arrest you hunters and humiliate me... But your dear companions all resisted very hard. It would be too troublesome to capture alive, so I had to kill them all, hehehe~"

Ding Moluo walked past Kaisang who was kneeling down, and laughed jokingly, then raised his foot and kicked the head of his teammate who had fallen at Kaisang's feet before, and kicked it aside casually like a rubber ball.

The spilled blood and brains stuck to Kaisan's face, which made him feel heartbroken at this moment, but his blood-filled body was already on the verge of death, so even if the enemy is on him right now, In front of his eyes, Kaisang no longer had the strength to stand up and resist, and could only pant and cough up blood with grief and indignation on his face...

Looking at this scene, Ding Moluo was full of pride, and then continued to laugh at the loser:

"The people who killed us and those abyss monsters had a lot of fun, didn't you?"

"In the end, guys like you can only have fun in this level of stuff at best..."

"Now that the real hard stubble has come, and you are all killed in the blink of an eye, how do you feel about this? Hahahahaha——!"

Ding Moluo's wild laughter resounded through the entire dark forest.

Cassan hung his head, gritted his teeth, and his spine trembled.

However, he immediately raised his face again, stared at Ding Moluo with a pair of blood red eyes, and then responded hoarsely:

"If I tell you how I feel, will you let me go?"

Ding Moluo shook his head with a bright smile.

"Hey, of course not... No matter what you say today, it will be a dead end, but maybe I can consider letting you die more happily?"

When Kaisang heard this, he was not surprised and smiled softly. He looked around Fent, Ding Moluo, and Saiyin Saiai with his dim eyes, and then asked Ding Moluo in a weak tone. :

"I have a lot of questions I want to know now, so, would you mind letting me, a dead man, die with a better understanding at the end?"

"Okay, anyway, we are waiting for other people to gather here, otherwise, why would we keep you here on purpose, it's just to pass the time."

"Very good...very good...then I will start asking...the other hunter teams in this area...have you all solved them?"

"It should be. After all, the entire forest is completely quiet now. Although we didn't do it ourselves, I can assure you that the fate of those hunters will not be much better than yours."

"You... have been ambush in this forest from the very beginning?"

"No, we ran over from next door."

"Then how did you pass through the enchantment barrier?"

"Hehe, you should know this question in your own mind, right?"

"..."

Kaisan paused for a moment, then guessed in a low voice:

"Could it be... is it 'Sky Train'?"

Chapter 0742 The Hillbilly

Ding Moluo's smile became even more smug.

"Yes."

"Do you think that we will never be able to get this treasure out of our hands again if we ensure that Extreme Hunting and the dean escape?"

"Or, do you think that a polar hunter is not even here, so the pile of gadgets left by him can stop this "magic object"? Sorry to tell you, these are just ours. It’s just a problem that can be solved with a few more hits from the train~”

Kaisan coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood again, his complexion became paler, but he still insisted on continuing the conversation.

"That's it... Then, how many people are there in your guerrilla groups?"

Ding Moluo's eyes sank slightly.

"I don't think this kind of specific information is worth worrying about as a dead person like you."

However, Kaisan grinned and showed a row of bloody teeth.

"No, I just simply think...you guys are really amazing. You are all in the same nightmare realm, but in the end, they are not at the same level as the group of clowns I killed earlier."

"Although the strength of my companions in the hunting group is not at the forefront...but no matter what, they won't be able to survive the complete annihilation...not even a few obvious wounds can be left on the three of you... "

"For this... I really can't believe it... That's why I want to know how many other clowns like you are left besides the three of you right now..."

Hearing this, Ding Moluo was slightly stunned, and then burst out laughing.

"Hahaha! Your compliment is so straightforward! It makes me a little embarrassed!"

After listening to Kaisang's words, Fente on the side showed strong disgust on his old face under the hood, and then warned Ding Moluo:

"Ding Moluo, while this guy is flattering you, he is definitely planning how to stab you in the back, just like those hunters in the past, so don't follow his way."

Ding Moluo responded calmly to Fent:

"Don't worry, this guy's body has been completely destroyed by me, and now he can't even stand up, so how can he have the ability to plot against me?"

At the same time, Sai Yin Saiai on the other side was walking slowly among the corpses of Kaisan's teammates with a branding iron in his hands, and then sprinkled something into their bodies one by one.

"Be grateful, fakes, you are free now, and the abyss will use your remains as a medium to help me continue to spread this belief in salvation..."

Seeing that Ding Moluo still didn't seem to have any intention of answering his own question, Kaisang turned his attention to Sai Yin Saiai, who was behaving strangely, and asked Ding Moluo another question.

"That guy chanting... what is he doing to my teammate's corpse?"

Ding Moluo glanced at Sai Yin Saiai, and then explained to Kaisang with a smile:

"Oh, he is planting the seeds of the abyss for your dear companions. You may not have heard of this thing, you just need to understand that they will be infected and parasitized by the abyss later~"

Kaisan's face froze, and the bloodshot eyes between his eyes immediately multiplied due to the humiliation of his comrades in arms, but even so, he still tried his best to keep his voice calm.

"They are dead now, so even if they are infected with the abyss and resurrected, they are just a group of fragile corpses, which will not help your situation at all."

Ding Moluo maintained a devilish smile, and replied casually:

"It doesn't matter, we didn't expect them to become combat power, we just wanted to use them to disgust the remaining hunters like you."

After Kaisang heard this, his face immediately became shattered.

The bloodshot eyes seemed to long to be able to eat Ding Moluo alive, but the crippled hands and feet made him lose this ability forever.

Seeing this, Ding Moluo was happy instead of angry, and then clapped his hands and said loudly:

"Well, I've decided, after all your teammates are 'resurrected', let them eat up your crippled captain! In this way, you will be together with your brothers and sisters forever! Fern What do you guys think of this idea?"

Fente nodded in satisfaction and responded:

"Very good! An ingenious execution method! You are a genius!"

Sai Yin Saiai replied without turning his head:

"As long as it can ensure his death, as for the intermediate process, I don't care at all."

Ding Moluo triumphantly leaned in front of Kaisang, burning a morbid smile full of ecstasy into his retinas.

"Hey, did you hear that, this is your end! So if you have anything else to say, spit it out now! Otherwise, it will be over when your teammates stand up!"

After hearing this, Kaisan was silent for a moment, and finally shook his head, showing a powerless smile.

"Alas... It seems that my Yunjuan team... is doomed to perish in the hands of you perverts today..."

"A psychopath who hypnotizes by chanting scriptures... an old woman whose sword skills are ridiculously fast."

"So, compared to the white-faced devil man who took away my strength by touching this action, what are you capable of? Or are you just a trash who gives orders and pretends to be powerful? I really hope that I can die before I die. Get to know you."

Faced with Kaisang's provocative speech, Ding Moluo's expression suddenly changed, as if he had noticed something from it.

"you……"

"Deliberately emphasizing these information words..."

"It's almost like a tip-off."

After finishing speaking, Ding Moluo glanced quickly at Kaisang, and then reached out to grab his ear, and took off the tiny thing embedded between Kaisang's ears.

"This thing, speaking of it, all those hunters were wearing similar things..."

While looking at the portable walkie-talkie in his hand, Ding Moluo muttered to himself with a gloomy expression.

"Isn't it just as simple as the hunting group's uniform earrings, but some kind of tool that can be used for remote communication?"

Looking at his vigilant and confused appearance, the stump hunter who was kneeling on the ground coughed up blood and laughed out loud after all.

"Hahaha……"

"Finally found out?"

"A group of perverted country bumpkins who live in this poor country every day and live in their own world... It's really hard for you to recognize this kind of technological product."

Chapter 0743

In fact, long before Kaisan's arms were cut off by Fent's sword, he knew that he could not escape the current catastrophe, so he simply used all his strength to adjust the channel of the walkie-talkie to the fifth channel in time. Group commander.

Therefore, the previous conversation between Kaisang and Ding Moluo had already been completely heard by the other party at the other end of the channel.

Ding Moluo suddenly realized, facing Kaisang's wanton sarcasm, the original good mood disappeared at this moment, replaced by the anger after being teased.

"You cunning bastard...!"