Chapter 245

There is no superfluous nonsense.

Very close.

Cole pulled out his long knife and reached pettar in an instant.

Blood roared.

He chopped fiercely on the evil spirit's coat.

The wizard who was calm and tried to kill Cole by force with a rolling posture changed his face after hearing the painful cry of the evil spirit!

But it's too late to respond.

The blade broke the coat.

An unstoppable force burst into the chest.

Muscles and bones were cut, pierced the lungs and heart, blood splashed!

When other cultists saw this situation, their faces changed greatly for a time!

With a gun, but no chance to pull the trigger.

"Lord pettar!"

"Respect the transcendent!"

Cole kicked the wizard's body, pulled out the justice trial, and prepared to use bullets to repair the knife in the head, heart and cervical spine.

The supposed dead transcendent pettar, the disconnected body, suddenly bonded together.

He stretched out his right hand.

The terrible suction force turned into an invisible hook and lock. In a painful cry, it grabbed the souls of hundreds of evil believers and pulled out their bodies.

swallow.

chew.

Overlapping, mixed cries and screams, in an instant, dragged Victoria Avenue into human purgatory!

The cultists who escaped one disaster by chance saw one colleague after another who died in pain. Not only did they not fear, but after being slightly stunned, they were invaded by evil forces into their soul and consciousness, and issued fanatical cheers and laughter.

What's more, he knelt directly on the ground, raised his hands, shouted the name of pettar, and was willing to give his soul.

"Praise the supreme power of the transcendent!"

"Give my life and burn my blood! Immortality is with us!"

"Death is God's grace, death is the beginning of eternity, death is the beginning of all rebirth and immortality, brothers and sisters, our soul is with the transcendent!"

later.

All injuries on pettar healed at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The face of hypocrisy and affinity is gone.

Like a wild dog who is trampled on its tail and thinks that its dignity has been trampled on by the Tao, it is disgusting and angry.

"Cole Walker! Damn bitch mortal... I want you to die!!"

Before he has the energy to build a spell.

Two silver bullets flew out of the gun and hit his forehead and cheek fiercely.

Lack of shelter in the cloak of evil spirits.

Pettar's body flew backward, and his incompetent and angry face was like a trampled watermelon, his brain and blood spilled on the ground.

However.

To this extent, but still can not completely kill him.

Quickly absorb the souls of dozens of people, swallow and construct spells.

The body flying backwards has not yet landed.

A vague ghost suddenly rushed at Cole.

Pettar stared at the man who made him hate the bone marrow and humiliated him in front of so many believers.

Die!

Curse of death.

He is the best and the strongest card at the bottom of the box.

Facing the curse, the human soul is like a piece of paper, weak and ridiculous.

Even if the target is Cole walker, the demon hunter feared by the great devil of hell is the same!

Bang.

The body fell heavily to the ground.

He kicked away the believers who came to try to help him, the authority and strength of the transcendent, the humiliation of being defeated, and made him yell, "get out! You cheap fools!"

At the same time.

Keep an eye on cole, your eyes are splitting!

I look forward to the painful wailing and begging for mercy before the death of the arrogant demon hunter.

If the eye can kill, Cole has died at least 100000 times.

Unfortunately.

Under his unbelievable, even horrified gaze.

Cole, who was hit directly by the curse of death, just paused slightly, bathed in blood and looked very ferocious, just like the real God of death.

He rushed to him with a long knife.

"No... it's impossible! It's impossible!!"

He directly used his cards and tried to kill Cole by thunder, but suddenly found that the curse of life-threatening, which had never existed before, had no effect on the man!

There must be something wrong... There must be something wrong!

Pettar lay on the ground covered with blood and muddy sewage, completely ignoring the dignity and face of the transcendent, just like a sad villain who suddenly got extraordinary power.

Lift up the right hand with the evil spell drawn, and frantically throw the deadly evil spell at Cole.

even to the extent that.

Excessive overdraft of his soul made him look pale and his body tremble.

However, every time the curse of death struck Cole, it was like a ridiculous trick and could not hurt him at all.

Perhaps this is the strong special effect of the unyielding will of trait · contempt for death.

Perhaps this is Cole's unyielding soul and iron will!

The evil sorcery of death is fundamentally different from curse and elemental magic.

It is also like the domination of witches over mortal souls.

The greedy and cruel nature of evil believers, how can they defeat the will and soul of the man who can't be subdued by demons and angels in the collision of spiritual forces.

The next moment.

Pettar was held in front of him by Cole's neck.

Like the funniest human tragedy.

At this moment, the cults who have been completely dominated by evil forces in spirit and soul still kneel fanatically on the ground and pray for the transcendent to be honored, suck away their souls and achieve another form of immortality and immortality.

"Let go... Let go of me! You cheap meat animal! I'm the transcendent pettar! Your master and... Ah -"

A wizard caught in the air.

A futile struggle.

When the spell failed, he hit Cole in the face with his weak fist.

The result is that he was fiercely connected to the lamp post on the roadside!

"Transcendent? Master? Which master, have I seen?!"

Facing the threat of Kohl's violence, pettar finally stopped maintaining the dignity of others, staged Sichuan Opera and changed his face. As a weak and victim, pettar frantically begged for mercy, "no! I... I still have a whole box of gold! As long as you let me go! Women, wealth and power are up to you!

Cole, I'm just a subordinate of gondozzi. I was deceived into the Nord order by him. I'm really not

Ah——

Oh——

Stop fighting... Ah -- "

Only Cole's iron fist and knee answered him.

Break his teeth.

Kick and bend the bridge of his nose.

Even, too violent hook punch, hit his left eye directly and flew out of his eye socket.

The heretic who took human life as a child's play and a source of power to kill at will was like a poor unlucky man who fell in the mud and blood all over the ground.

While struggling to climb to the distance.

There were intermittent voices begging Cole for mercy.

"Demon hunter... I really don't know... Really..."

The next moment.

The phantom of the mourning Candlestick appeared.

Cole said coldly, "save these words for hell."