Vol 2 Chapter 310: trouble

A simple camp was quickly set up with demon hunters as the center. The witches were more handy when releasing psychic energy on the edge of this corrupted ruin.
An hour later, the other members of the Nemesis Group returned to the camp under the leadership of the monks. After the players searched, the corrupted area was a perfect circle with a diameter of five kilometers.
"So, none of us noticed that there was a problem?" Li Yanlong rubbed the back of his hand on his shield, looking at the second figure in the battle group, Vittoriya, with his face full of doubt.
The female warrior drank half a pot of wine in one breath: "It's my shit, I never care about this kind of thing."
Li Yanlong withdrew his eyes silently, thinking that if it was really a conspiracy from Chaos, it might not have an effect on this sturdy female.
"This is not like the style of the Lord of Skulls, it looks more like a conspiracy by Trick." Marx, who came from the castle, temporarily took over the management of the entire camp: "But from your description, it is obvious this time. The things that devastated believers have done are interesting."
"What should I do with the head?" The ranger asked vaguely with a loaf of bread in his mouth.
Although the black lines on the chest of the demon hunter did not continue to spread out, it still remained active, spreading its teeth and claws like an octopus hidden under the skin.
Silent nun Celestine stood beside the demon hunter, and under the complicated gaze of the witch Efilal, she touched the black tentacles with her fingers.
The black lines seemed to be frightened, and instantly retracted to the position of the heart, while Xu Yichen, who was in [Meditation], frowned, revealing an expression of pain.
"You know, my power can restrain the corruption of this kind of thing." Celestine looked at this former sister and whispered: "In the face of chaos, we should not bless extravagance. For him, this is the best way."
"Master Celestine, I believe he is different. In the future I see, he is the most indispensable gleam of hope." The silver-haired witch retorted firmly: "It is precisely because of him and us. It's different, so the evil will be interested in him!"
"I hope you know what you are doing, if this demon hunter, who is still an apprentice, also fell into the chaos..." The silent nun remembered the scene of being beaten when she turned on [Faith Arms], her face was a bit ugly: "I'm afraid this place will become a new chaos-occupied area!"
"If it weren't for him, it would be only a matter of time before it became a scorched earth." Efilar sat beside the demon hunter, lowered his head and said desperate words in a dreamlike tone.
"Don't forget that you used to be a fearless nun!" Celestine frowned, "Don't indulge in the illusion in front of you all day! Maybe that is the illusion that Chaos deliberately showed you!"
"I know what I saw." Efilal's eyes returned to clarity, and she said in her own voice: "The souls of ninety-nine sisters protect me, and I will drive chaos out of this world!"
In the evening, like the U.S. imperial police who had been late every time, an investigation team composed of the church and the city guard appeared on the edge of the camp.
The leader was the paladin Saiwen, who had dealt with the demon hunters several times. He brought eight priests, five paladins to protect, and a city guard of nearly twenty people.
"Our head was seriously injured and was resting in the tent. He could not meet guests for the time being." Li Yanlong, who stood at the door of the tent, put his arms around the paladin Saiwen and asked: "Last time Master Richard said that When will this equipment be ready?"
There is no city, and the paladin Saiwen, who has a certain respect for the demon hunters, answered very honestly: "Should be there tomorrow, right? I should have arrived this afternoon, but there was a little problem with the teleportation array, like tomorrow. Someone will send that piece of equipment."
An old priest coughed vigorously next to him. The young paladin thought the environment here made him feel uncomfortable, so he glanced at him apologetically and made the priest roll his eyes.
Li Yanlong and Vittoriya exchanged glances. The female warrior was enthusiastic and could not refuse to carry the priest directly to the side of the fire with her strong arms: "It's cold at night, the elderly should pay more attention to your body!"
Li Yanlong, who is an old fried dough stick in terms of interpersonal communication, made the paladins spit out the truth in a few words, or the text of the paladin game came to reveal this news to them.
It seems that the equipment made by the skin of [Famine Alien] caused a certain range of sensation within the church. A total of two armors were made, one has been determined within the church, and the other belongs to Xu Yichen.
However, with the decline of the Demon Hunter organization, many people are now watching this equipment. This time, some people do not want to give up this equipment and plan to come in person to "convince" the district Demon Hunters. Apprentice, voluntarily give up the ownership of this piece of equipment.
Those local paladins and young priests who fought with the demon hunters were very emotional after hearing about it, but the guys who came to "convince" the demon hunters had a deep background, and Pastor Richard told it clearly They, let the demon hunters take care of them.
"He said that there is no need to give any face to anyone. In the third acre of the Far South Colony, no one has a face except for the God of War Campas and Richard Richard." The paladin Saivin sullied his face. Following Pastor Richard’s tone, he said,
It’s best not to kill, but don’t force it.
After speaking, the paladin Saiwen silently recited the name of the in his heart, forgiving his sins of disrespect, and carefully glanced at the tent where the demon hunter was in: "Is it okay for Master Xu Yichen? Do you need the priest to help him heal? We? They are all very dissatisfied with this incident, and just wait for Master Xu Yichen to severely teach the guy who doesn't know the height of the sky!"
Li Yanlong smiled bitterly. He didn't know how to answer the question of the paladin. I am afraid that no one but the head himself could answer this question.
And the demon hunter who entered the state of [meditation], in his dream, was sitting cross-legged, and a vague black figure was sitting directly opposite him. A chessboard was placed between the two and a black and white chess piece. One fell on top.
Xu Yichen didn't ask who came, because this looks like the black human figure used to represent the suspect in Conan's comics, with his own name-the bad guy marked with blood red letters on the top of his head.
PS: I just feel better~ Never overeating anymore, old man
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