Green-level supernatural space [Van Helsing Demon Hunting World].

Stark's hands were trembling with a full beard, and blood was constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth, but there was a look of surprise on his face, and he was excited.

The arrows infused with holy light continued to sleep, and ten arrows were shot in a row, like sharp blades breaking through the air, instantly hitting the body of the resentful spirit, which was not at all defenseless, and stabbed it directly into a hedgehog, and the bearded Stark cracked a happy smile on his face.

What if it's a demon crawling out of the abyss?

Even if it is a resentful spirit with illusion, it will not be calculated by him in the future.

From the death of his companion with a shield to the death of a young man with a spear in his hand, he vaguely felt that the demons who had crawled out of hell seemed to be experimenting on them, rather than killing them all at once.

So Stark with his beard had this plan.

He knew it perfectly.

With the two of them, even if they returned to the village and transferred hundreds of villagers, it would be quite difficult, and the resentful spirits that controlled the entire jungle beast might wipe them out, and all that awaited them was death.

It is even possible that the Wraith will follow them to find the village and destroy it.

Therefore, the bearded Stark man must not return to the village until he is completely sure that he can shake off the spirits that crawl out of the abyss.

That's why he made this plan.

Even if the plan fails, they will all be killed by the spirits that climb up from the abyss, at least to ensure that the spirits that crawl out of the abyss will not find the location of the village, so as to ensure the safety of the village.

Even if they are all destroyed, they will not hesitate.

But Stark, who had a beard, really didn't expect that the demon who crawled out of the abyss had such a low defensive heart, and easily fell into their ambush, and after being hit by dozens of arrows infused with holy light, he was directly crushed by another companion with two knives.

Able to kill demons crawling out of the abyss.

This is definitely the highest honor as a witcher!

"Wahaha, Stark, your plan has succeeded, it has succeeded, we have succeeded, we have really killed the demon who ran out of the abyss and protected the village, if this news reaches the Sanctuary, the level of our demon hunters will definitely be able to increase, and then who can say that we are just trainee witchers, the title of this apprentice will definitely be eliminated, even if it is an official demon hunter, it is impossible to easily kill the demon who ran out of the abyss!"

The burly man with the double knife shouted excitedly, although they have the holy light, they are just apprentice demon hunters, and now they can kill a demon who ran out of the abyss, although they are resentful spirits, but they can definitely talk about it for a lifetime.

"Luck, I'm so lucky, I'm afraid that the demonic spirit that is about to crawl out of hell is not familiar with our world, so he is unprepared to be injured by us, thanks to Rocomo, he did a pretty good job as bait!"

Stark, who had a beard, laughed, and walked two or three steps to Rocomo, who was already scared, and stretched out his hand

"Rocomo is worthy of being a member of the hunter team in the village, although you have not learned the Holy Light, but your courage is not lacking, this time you can protect the village, you are a great contribution!"

"No, no, it's all thanks to Uncle Stark's plan, in fact, I've already been scared to the point of weakness......"

The immature Rocomo smiled bitterly, to be honest, he had already peed his pants.

"It's just a pity, the two companions who died ......"

The burly man with two knives in his hand said quietly.

"There's no way to deal with the demon resentful spirit that crawled out of the abyss and lost two companions, only one of them is a trainee witcher, which can be regarded as a very small sacrifice, as far as I know, it takes at least 3 to 5 official demon hunters to deal with the demons that crawled out of the abyss, and if you encounter an abyss level, then you need a top demon hunter to hunt ......"

The bearded Stark man said quietly.

"Damn, don't come here............"

suddenly

The burly man in armor with two swords in his hand shouted in a panic, but he saw that he was sweating profusely, and his two knives were constantly slashing and chopping......

"Abominable demons, abominable spirits, you are not even dead, hack you, hack you, I will kill you......"

As if he had gone crazy, the holy light on the double swords of the burly man wearing the armor continued to emerge, slashing at the air everywhere around, and even slashed at the stunned Rocomo and the bearded Stark man, so frightened that Stark quickly grabbed Rocomo and ran aside.

I saw a burly man in armor wielding a double knife and then let out a miserable laugh, instantly slashing his throat, blood splashed, and his head fell to the ground with a thud, and the head that fell to the ground still had a crazy smile.

"It's not good, find out, Rocomo quickly find out, the demon is not dead, it's still alive, it's still alive, he's casting illusions, hurry up and find out the resentful spirit!"

Black blood spilled from the corner of the bearded Uncle Stark's mouth, and with all his strength, he pulled his bow and arrows, shooting a few arrows into the void and then spurting out a mouthful of blood, the damage to him with the Holy Light Arrow was too great.

Even so, he still drew his bow and shot as soon as he found the Wraith's location, and this time he was sure to kill the Wraith with one blow.

Poor Rocomo stood up trembling and stumbled, holding a broken knife in his hand.

"Don't be afraid, Rocomo"

Stark, with his beard, screamed with all his might, giving Rocomo courage, his bow and arrow looking around warily.

Suddenly.

When Uncle Stark, who had a beard, was concentrating on his abdomen, he was suddenly attacked in the abdomen, but he saw that the dagger in the hand of Rocomo, who was being protected by him, stabbed Uncle Stark in the abdomen one by one, and screamed wildly.

"Hack you, resentment! Hack you, I'll hack you, I'll hack you......"

Uncle Stark, who had a beard, had long since run out of oil lamps, and was so attacked by Rocomo that he fell to the ground, and Rocomoro, who was like a madman, picked up a dagger and lay on his body was a mess, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Gradually, Stark's originally clear eyes with a beard slowly dimmed, and finally the bird was silent.

"Haha, I've finally killed the Wraith, I've finally killed the Wraith............"

The excited and inexplicable Rocomo was excited, raised his hands and shouted loudly, his crazy and confused eyes instantly became clear, and he looked down at Uncle Stark, who had lost his life in a blur of flesh and blood, and fell to the ground in fright, and the dagger fell to the grass, his face turned pale and trembled.