Chapter 26 Demon Hunter's Pickaxe

Xu Nian felt that he had encountered too many horror events recently.

The priest in front of him, who had fallen into madness and almost lost his mind, was still chanting creepy words without paying attention to anyone.

No matter how he drew out his sword again and again, and stabbed it again and again, the other party remained motionless, as if he could not feel anything.

Obviously, this sword shadow could directly destroy the soul, but it just had no effect at all.

What was even more terrifying was that the energy fluctuations in the bodies of those crawling people flowed to the demon stone sculpture more and more frequently, and the flesh and blood seemed to be drained. The body was basically no different from the zombies just now, with only a shriveled skeleton left.

Then there were fleshy tentacles that gave people goosebumps, with a smell of decay, growing from the top of these people's heads.

"Damn it!"

Xu Nian immediately realized that these people could not be saved, so he drew his sword from the priest's back in anger, and then chopped at the demon stone sculpture in front of him.

As expected, the black sword shadow passed through the demon stone sculpture without causing any damage to the demon stone sculpture.

However, at this moment, a painful groan sounded from the demon stone sculpture.

This voice was very familiar. Xu Nian was stunned for a moment, and then he shouted in surprise: "Bai Fei!?"

The next moment, he was about to rush towards the demon stone sculpture.

A pair of cold hands suddenly grabbed his ankles.

He instinctively looked down and met Father Dret's blood-red ferocious eyes.

"A tiny ant, disturbing the ceremony of God's advent, will surely die without a burial place."

"Fuck you!"

Xu Nian cursed, immediately broke free from the priest's hand, and rushed towards the demon stone sculpture.

Father Deret's eyes flashed with a hideous look, and he chanted an obscure and strange spell. At the same time, he pointed at Xu Nian and growled, "Black Binding."

Instantly, a black mist appeared around Xu Nian out of thin air, and turned into an illusory black chain that bound Xu Nian tightly.

Xu Nian was horrified, and the black sword shadow seemed to sense his thoughts, quickly swam all over his body, and burst out with a faint black light.

The black chain shook violently, and Father Deret's face sank. He gritted his teeth and suddenly put his left index finger into his mouth and bit it off. With a shrill growl, he spit the broken finger in his mouth into his hand with a twisted face, and then used the broken finger as a pen to draw a weird pentagram array on the ground.

Xu Nian naturally noticed the other party's actions, and his heart became more anxious, and the black light that burst out of his body became brighter and brighter.

The chain made a creaking sound, but it still did not break.

"Loftsky, the dark demon hunter living in the abyss, please listen to the call of your servant and lend me your power."

At this time, Father Dret's pious chanting sounded in the dark underground church, and the bloody pentagram magic circle on the ground instantly emitted a black light, and faint black ripples rippled on the magic circle.

"Come out, Demon Hunter Pickaxe."

He pressed his palm on the magic circle and slowly stretched it into the ripples of the magic circle. The ripples rippled, and a pickaxe with the color of rust was slowly pulled out of the magic circle.

An evil breath instantly swept the entire temple.

Those believers who had turned into zombies immediately retreated in fear.

Father Dret held the Demon Hunter Pickaxe in his right hand and slowly stood up.

In an instant, the Demon Hunter Pickaxe in his hand burst out with evil black light, which floated to the surface of Dret's body like Xu Nian before, and gradually turned into a black hunter uniform, hunter hat, hunter gloves and hunter trousers.

Xu Nian stared at Father Deret, who had changed his weapon to a cannon, and said in shock and anger: "What the hell is this?"

Father Deret made a gentleman's gesture of invitation, swung the demon hunter's pick in his hand, and stabbed Xu Nian in one step.

Xu Nian felt the crisis of death, especially as if he was locked by a strange breath in the dark, and he was even more disappointed.

However, this was not the time to think about these things. He almost instinctively roared, his body glowed with black light, and the chains on his body collapsed instantly.

And at the critical moment, he rolled over to avoid the fatal stab.

Father Deret saw that Xu Nian had actually avoided his fatal sprint, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Go, tear him apart!"

The zombies behind him who were afraid to move forward roared and rushed towards Xu Nian.

And Father Deret wandered around the periphery, like an eagle ready to go, staring at Xu Nian who was trapped in the zombie group.

Xu Nian moved among dozens of zombies and killed more than a dozen zombies in less than a moment. However, because he was worried about Father Deret wandering in the dark, he did not use all his strength, but was mostly on guard against him.

"Damn it, the power in my body is almost gone. I'm afraid I'll die if I continue like this."

At this time, Xu Nian also felt that there was not much energy left in his body, which could be seen from the fact that the sword just now failed to completely kill the souls in the zombies.

Because he was extremely anxious.

Father Deret seemed to see that Xu Nian was at the end of his strength, so he was even less anxious, but stared at Xu Nian with a ferocious face, ready to give a fatal blow at any time.

Time passed by minute by minute.

While Xu Nian was rushing under the siege of zombies, he was also careful about the possible sneak attack of Father Deret.

As the black sword in his hand became increasingly dim and the killing intent in Father Dret's eyes became increasingly fierce, the temple suddenly shook violently, and he seemed to hear Zuo Qiuyue's anxious voice.

Xu Nian was startled at first, and then he shouted with relief: "Damn it, it's finally here."

Father Dret seemed to realize something, a flash of killing intent flashed in his eyes, he raised his head and screamed, and the ground began to tremble.

Then, under Xu Nian's horrified eyes, zombies struggled to crawl out from the ground.

"You bastard, how many people have you killed!?"

Seeing the zombies crawling out of the ground and running towards the direction of the sound under the command of Father Dret, Xu Nian knew that it was too late to wait for help.

So, he gritted his teeth, ignored the zombies trying to bite him, and rushed towards the demon stone statue, and then, amid Father Dret's angry shouts, he turned sideways and hit the stone statue with his shoulder.

There was a muffled "bang".

The demon stone statue shook.

Xu Nian was overjoyed, and he endured the severe pain in his arm and the zombies biting his back, and roared and hit it again.

As he thought, although the demon stone statue was very hard, the chassis was not fixed, so after continuous collisions, it finally staggered and fell to the ground.

This time, accompanied by a loud bang, cracks appeared on the demon stone statue after hitting the ground.

Before Xu Nian could be happy, he felt his body numb, and then Father Dret's demon hunter pick was inserted into his chest from the back.

The little energy left in his body was instantly annihilated, and he also felt a sharp pain from the depths of his consciousness, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

"This feeling."

"Ahhh, you lowly ant, how dare you interrupt the descent of God. How dare you."

Father Drett looked at the demon stone sculpture with more and more cracks like a madman, and in a rage, he pulled out the demon hunter's pickaxe and stabbed at Xu Nian again.