"Stimulate the secret blood, and leave the rest to your demon hunters' self-healing!"

The doctor said to the witcher.

Special targets and special treatment. Demon hunters are not delicate dolls. Doctors do not need to take care of them so carefully. For them, secret blood is the best doctor. All the doctor has to do is to speed up his self-healing.

The demon hunter nodded. After the doctor helped to reset the bones, he could heal faster and avoid excessive flesh and blood growth, causing his ankle to become deformed.

He gasped for breath. In this short period of time, another group of demon hunters rushed into the Saint-Naro Cathedral, and more Templar Knights were approaching here. They were unable to confront the monsters from underground.

, but it can also bring some assistance on the battlefield.

The blazing whiteness in his eyes was hard to suppress, and the light kept flashing. The demon hunter could feel his flesh and blood healing itself. He tried to get up, but at this moment another explosion sounded.

This explosion was more powerful than before, and one could clearly see the air waves picking up dust, then lifting them all up and slamming them into the streets.

The demon hunter let out a cry, but fortunately, this time after passing through the obstruction of the building, the impact was not as violent as before, and his injuries were not aggravated too much.

"doctor!"

The witcher shouted, and vaguely he heard a whimper in response to him.

Following the sound, he found the doctor who was lying beside the steps. Half of his head was sunken and stuck on the edge of the steps. Blood was constantly spilling out, but he was not dead yet. He was whimpering.

.

The demon hunter's eyes were slightly dull, but the dullness only lasted for a moment.

He crawled over with great effort, picked up the scalpel scattered aside, and stabbed the doctor's crooked neck.

"Feel sorry."

The witcher spoke mercilessly, ending his pain, severing his neck, breaking his heart, and eliminating the possibility of him being dominated by erosion.

Thick smoke rose, and noisy sounds of fighting continued from all directions. The demon hunter didn't know how long the battle would last, and he didn't know whether he could survive. He could only stand up reluctantly, and then

Looking at the Cathedral of Saint-Naro amid the fireworks.

This is such a majestic building. From bottom to top, the outer edge depicts the blazing hell and demons, the mortal world where mortals fight, and then the heaven of holy light.

Under the constant explosions and impacts, countless cracks have appeared on the outer wall of the building. The cracks are stained with blood and fire, shattering hell and the earth. Now they are marching towards the kingdom of heaven.

The demon hunter's gaze continued to move upward along the cracks, and finally broke away from the building itself and rose into the night sky.

The stars dimmed, and the dark night sky was dyed scarlet by the flames of war.

The demon hunter stood there for a long time. He didn't know how long it took. He tried to move forward. Although his steps were staggering and shaking, and there was unbearable pain, he did not fall down this time.
Chapter completed!