Chapter 920

Xu Yichen has solved more than 20 Centaur soldiers in the forest. Their eyes are open, without a trace of brilliance. They are not corrupted by chaos, but they are brave and fearless. These primitive tribesmen don't even know what chaos is, but they are willing to fight for this belief.

The symbols that represent corruption and chaos, tattoos, are the product of their subconsciousness. Obviously, these centaurs have not been crazy for a short time and have not drawn any strength from them.

This is not what Hemingway perceived in his meditative state. They are just bait. The real enemy is still hiding in the dark.

So Hemingway didn't do it. He needed to keep his strength in case of a sudden attack, or he didn't have a chance to do it.

The efficiency of that sailis apprentice was amazing.

Xu Yichen has never met such "volunteers" who are willing to turn to chaos before, but he is very happy to carry out clearance surgery on them.

"Don't kill me, I was forced to do it!" A centaur soldier fell in the corpse heap. He fell down voluntarily. When the human opposite took out the weapon that could emit the demonic scream, he did not hesitate to pretend to be dead.

It's not easy for a centaur, whose body structure makes it almost impossible for them to stand up on their own.

However, this Centaur is indeed a different race. He does not want to sacrifice his life for the great cause of Lord Malfurion, and he does not want to be torn to pieces by the crazy people. He can only disguise himself as one of them and barely survive.

Xu Yichen saw that the Centaur soldier had drawn some messy symbols with dried blood. Compared with the corrupt symbols on other centaurs, they were more like children's works of graffiti.

Mdzz, are these guys who started to believe in chaos have their brains hollowed out? It's so obvious that none of the guys who fish in troubled waters have been found?

The apprentice of the demon hunter started the disaster of war in reverse. On top of it, the flesh and blood residue belonging to Centaur sprayed on the face of the twenty-five: "don't move. Tell me what you know? Do you know Malfurion? Where did he go? How did you get there? "

Hemingway did not speak. He wanted to test the apprentice's interrogation skills.

All demon hunters who are alone must master this skill. After all, sometimes you have to take something away from the other party in order to get accurate information.

In this regard, for the sake of higher interests, every demon hunter can be called cold-blooded and merciless.

"Lord Malfurion went to our tribe, killed half of us, and gave the survivors a chance to live on." Obviously, the Centaur had already experienced more cruel scenes. He wiped off the organizations belonging to the same clan on his face without changing his face. He said in a clear and clear way: "Lord Malfurion doesn't look normal, but we can't resist, and the new road he provides has worked. The best soldiers of the three tribes have become more powerful, and the rest..."

speaking of this Inside, centaurs shrugged their shoulders humanized, as if helpless: "our Centaur life was not easy, now and in the past there is no difference, let alone have the opportunity to become stronger."

"And you? Why didn't you become like them Xu Yichen seldom inquired about horna's Centaur situation before, but he knew that the Centaur tribe was still in a relatively primitive state, and their daily life was mainly hunting and plundering.

Fortunately, most of them lived in the depths of the black forest, rarely expanding their own territory, and most of the wars took place among their own clans.

"Me?" Centaur survivors showed a proud smile: "I am the son of sacrifice, and these barbarians are not the same, I can distinguish what is the power of magic."

"What did Malfurion say? Where is he going next? " Xu Yichen's eyes constantly scan the Centaur, which makes the Centaur nervous.

"Most of the time he seems confused and doesn't have much sober time, but whenever he kills, centaurs, humans, beasts, everything, the only chance he can survive will accept a new belief." The Centaur said nervously, "he didn't say where to go next, but you can easily find him. The place he walked through would become a place of death."

"Follow the road of silence and you will find Malfurion, which will continue to spread as long as he is alive." The Centaur's voice suddenly calmed down, and the whole person was like a Dreamer: "of course, when he calms down and doesn't move, the situation will get worse, ha ha ha...

" be careful! " The alarm in Hemingway's subconscious suddenly rose to the maximum volume, just like a big chaotic devil suddenly jumping out of the void in front of him.

He now knew what chaos he had felt before, and it was hidden in the Centaur's body.

In front of Xu Yichen, the seemingly cooperative Centaur suddenly swelled up, like a balloon suddenly blown round. He was still speaking blasphemous words in a calm voice, but the panic expression proved that the Centaur had lost its control over itself.However, this is in line with the original appearance of chaos in Xu Yichen's impression. Otherwise, the survivor who muddled through by inferior disguise is simply insulting his previous battles and the heroic souls who fought and died for them.

"In the name of the dead, I will send you back to your hometown!" [war] the sword goes straight through the Centaur's swollen abdomen, and the silver flame spreads rapidly along the valerian steel and the bones of the bloodthirsty.

Then, the apprentice of the demon hunter activated the "disaster of war" switch. Suddenly, the roaring chain saw weapon was like a steel needle piercing a balloon, tearing up the lower part of the Centaur in an instant!

In the silver flame, the Centaur had a small explosion, and the air wave made Hemingway had to block his eyes.

In front of Xu Yichen, the Centaur had only one blood red skeleton left, which still kept the movement of his life. All his flesh and viscera were turned into a blood mist, which was like a living creature trying to escape.

However, the silver flame is burning the blood mist in the air, like an eraser erasing the wrong answer.

No matter what kind of evil had been bred in the Centaur, it had no chance of being born.

"A good camouflage of chaos." The young apprentice gave the old hunter a smile: "fortunately, it's not hard to deal with."

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