Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 401

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 401]

That’s why I hate dragons…it’s totally unreasonable.

Since the other party is in control of the dragon fire, he knows that he can no longer fight with this guy, and immediately lowered his head and climbed towards the tunnel he dug out.

The inextinguishable dragon flame came rolling in, wrapping around the tip of Fowler’s tail, and he opened his mouth in pain.

“hiss–”

Sarah and Luana were exposed to the air as Fowler opened his mouth.

found you.

A traitor, a slave.

The moth face of the wizard king could not see the change in expression, he just raised the Tianpo wand in his first left hand.

The spell is triggered, and the light flickers.

Time stops.

Everything was relatively quiet, and Urkilic became the only moving thing in the world.

In the first second, he chanted the spell, beginning with death.

In the second second, he swung his dry hand, and the pure black arrow of death split in two and shot at Sarah and Luana. The betrayal was too bad for him to accept, the body of a slave was too low, and he did not Willing to continue to indulge.

Time resumes passing.

Sarah looked up and saw the deadly arrow of death in front of her, aimed at her heart.

Luana looked around weakly, and saw an arrow that didn’t exist before suddenly appeared.

Fowler didn’t have time to shut his mouth.

Damn, it was too sudden to save two.

Fowler thought to himself.

What can I do, Ciel will skin me.

hissing…

Two arrows, three targets.

First of all, I can’t eat this arrow, and I have to keep my heart scales.

Then, is it better to bring back two dead or one living?

Simple reason.

There is no way out now, and Ciel will surely understand.

Oh, oh – she should indeed be killed, her death would serve our deepest purpose, yes.

Fuller disturbed the snake letter in his mouth, tripped them with subtle movements, changed their positions, and focused the two flying arrows of death on one person before closing his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Fowler turned his back and fled to the ground, his huge body smashed through the soil and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The King of Wizards observed the tunnel from which Fowler left. It was the secret method of snakes. Since the beginning of the world, a large number of snake paths that communicated with each other had been left in the ground. It was difficult to pursue, let alone explore.

“That Luanna actually escaped.” Jons Void had just dismantled the knight golem, and when he came back, he saw that the garden was in a mess, leaving only a deep tunnel.

“Snake tricks,” Urkilic said.

“There are spies among us!” Jons turned to look at the large group of wizards around him, “Some of you betrayed us!”

One of the girls was not pleasing to his eye. She rode on a horse and had just passed through the city gate with a few other companions, looking bewildered by all the chaos.

“Hey! That one over there!”

“What!” cried Grace, who hated being pointed so rudely.

“You are Luana’s adopted daughter! You must know something!”

“What? Mom, what happened to her?” Grace was confused.

“Luana was taken by a snake,” the others said.

“You must have done it.”

“You must have done something.” The crowd echoed.

“What!” cried Grace angrily. “I don’t know! I’m loyal! Absolutely loyal! I’ve been patrolling outside the castle and I don’t know anything about it!”

“I can testify,” said the wizard next to her. “Grace has been with us all day on the borderline.”

“Yes, yes, we just came back.”

“She saw the movements just now without even sitting down. She couldn’t have any connection with these movements.” Grace’s companion also testified for her.

“You little witch, sooner or later, will kill us.” Jons yelled, “You hate as much as your mother!”

“Hmph…” Grace gritted her teeth, turning her head to observe the smoke and dust on the ground and the dust left after the witchcraft was cast, not knowing what happened.

“Without Luanna now, Ciel will attack without hesitation!” Jons said.

“Then let him come.” Urkilic turned around and climbed back to the Golden Domain from a height, “Could it be that we have to wag our tails and beg for pity?”

He cares more about the formula for the perfect cocoon fluid than a trivial loss.

After all, someone must have paid the price.

Chapter 492 Saying Goodbye

Fowler walks underground.

Sarah got up and groped for Luanna beside her.

“You’re bleeding…” Sarah said in panic, where did the arrow just go?

Who is injured?

“Luana! How are you?”

“It… hurts…” Luana murmured.

Two arrows pierced through Luana’s body, and the spell was activated in her body, plundering her life.

“I’m so sorry for your loss,” Fowler said.

Sarah hugged Luanna tightly, and she was getting cold in Sarah’s arms.

Sarah’s heart sank little by little as her body temperature lost.

“Don’t die…don’t die…Luanna…” Sarah lowered her voice and prayed with tears, “Stay alive, we’re going to see Ciel’s…”

“Darkness merges with me…” Luana said wearily.

Then she disappeared in Sarah’s arms, into the darkness around her.

This is not a babble, this is a complete spell, and Luana embraces the darkness.

Sarah shivered.

“How do you know… where did you learn the shaman script?” She looked around in horror.

“It was shown to me the other day…I saw darkness, ah…darkness…that’s the only thing I see clearly in those scales and feathers.” Luana’s voice was faint and ethereal.

“Don’t be like this, Luana…you won’t be back, once it’s settled…”

“I’m so tired……”

“How can I… protect you?”

“Those two arrows…”

Sarah knelt in Fowler’s mouth, stretched out her hand and groped on the ground. Luanna’s body had disappeared, and the arrows landed on the inside. She searched for a while, and finally came across the two black arrows and picked them up in a hurry. Care in the palm of your hand.

“Wrap it up…” The voice came out slightly from the arrow, “Don’t let the light pass through… Not at all…”

Sarah took off her jacket, wrapped the two arrows, and folded them inside and out, making sure that no light could get in at any angle.

“Seriously…” Luana said weakly. “Even the faintest…light…will kill me…”

Sarah was horrified to find that under her clothes, backed by arrows, something unnamed was expanding.

“Hide me,” Luana whispered. “Take me far away.”

“No,” Sarah said quickly. “Charle definitely wants to see you.”

Luana was silent.

Sarah took the soft thing under her dress to her face and rubbed it lightly.

“You need protection now,” she said. “Nowhere is safer than in the Shire.”

“I really don’t want to see Ciel right now.”

“why?”

“Better dead than alive.”

“Don’t talk nonsense, life is the most precious, I was scared to death just now…”

Fuller travels through the Serpent’s Secret Path.

“Where do you want to go? Lone Gate Castle? That place looks like a decent castle,” Fowler said.

“Have to go somewhere hidden, where no light can be seen,” Sarah said. “A cave?”

“…Farewell. I want to talk to Ciel, and finally say something…” Luana said.

“Then let’s go to White Swan Lake Manor.” Fowler set the direction.

Sarah looked down at the dark and soft thing in her arms, and her heart was hesitant for a while, and the feeling of loss lingered.

“You crybaby…you don’t grow up…” Luana whispered.

“I don’t know why it’s so hard.” Sarah wiped her tears. “Enough, this is the last time I’ve cried in my life.”

“It’s normal to cry… the point is… why are you crying…”

“We’re going at night, Luana, and I won’t let you die,” Sarah said.

“…” Luanna was groggy and her consciousness was chaotic.

After dark, Fowler sneaked into the White Goose Lake Manor.

It crawled into the storage room in the basement, opened a slit with its mouth open, and Sarah climbed out of it, looking around, carefully gathering all possible sources of light, taking all the oil lamps, candles and torches, she took them all Transfer and place on the outside table.

“Is it safe?” Fowler hissed.

“Wait a minute.” Sarah carefully inquired about the structure of the basement. There were six large warehouses on both sides of the corridor, as well as the manager’s room.

Now there is a girl in the house facing the candle, writing and drawing on the draft with her head down, as if she is registering the list of items, counting the quantity, the boring and annoying work, she is frowning as she writes.

A demon hunter stood beside him, lecturing.

“Why haven’t I finished it yet?” he said. “It’s been a day, and the front line is waiting for no one.”

[End of This Chapter]