With the same liberation word as Amon, what Lucius liberated was of the highest magnitude. The still strong light element around him became his most powerful backing, allowing his strength to recover much faster than Arecio. This

With the Holy Spear that lives in his soul and was born based on his own strength, its appearance is particularly glorious and grand.

The saint holding the gun was suspended in the air, and the tip of the gun was pointed at the hunter on the ground. Yamon felt as if he was locked by a blazing sun. No matter where he fled, he could not escape the strong flame. After judging the situation clearly, Yamon

Meng gritted his teeth and had to fight head-on.

"[I will kill you]!"

He activated the holy sword for the second time, and the wound on his shoulder that was bitten by the werewolf was still aching. And Yamon, who had been trained accordingly, also knew clearly that the hunters who were his enemies would never let him go because of this, and there was nothing the hunters could do.

They are aboveboard and aboveboard. At critical moments, they can abandon their companions or even defect to the enemy, all for the ultimate victory.

The stronger he is, the more indifferent he becomes. This is the hunter of the temple.

The Holy Sword was opened, and strong wind pressure also erupted. Amon injected all his power in one breath, and he had to fight with his last breath. The excessive pressure caused his skin to crack, and blood flowed on the temple-standard white cloak.

His face was full, and he heard himself roaring. He was fighting against this rebel hunter from ten thousand years ago with all his strength!

Traitor! Traitor! Traitor!!!

He was so embarrassed, but the saint in the sky was still neatly dressed and looked indifferent. Lucius even used a free hand to brush away a little dust on his shoulder.

Traitor! A traitor who turned to the Vampire Clan! Even though he was destined to be a traitor, he turned to the Vampire Clan!

traitor!!!

"...Huh?" The saint in the sky made a confused sound, "What's that expression on your face?"

What expression does he have? What expression can he have? Look clearly! He is spitting! He is hating!

"It looks like it's about to burn. It's really ugly. You've lost the dignity of a hunter."

Who is the one who has lost his dignity?!

"I guess you won't listen to what I say now." The saint said slowly, and then he showed an expression that was almost enlightened, but his eyes were full of coldness.

"By the way, I know what I'm saying now and you can listen."

Shut up...Shut up!!!

Amon listened to the saint in the light speak slowly, and the voice descended from the air, completely tearing apart all his cover-ups.

"My destiny...isn't it wonderful?"

Amon roared, he raised his bloodshot eyes, and waved the holy sword with his bloody arms. The sword light containing all his power rushed into the sky, and the hateful sound was still falling downwards.

fell to his ear.

"I'm so sorry, I forgot."

"You are too weak to deserve your destiny."

When the last words were said, Lucius let go, and the holy spear fell, colliding with the sword light. At that moment, the dazzling light covered the sight of everyone in the field. Arecio lifted up his cloak to cover it, which lasted for a long time.

, he loosened his cloak and looked in the direction of the mental illness. There was no one in the sky there. He frowned slightly and stroked the head of Helgodon, who was learning and growing rapidly on the battlefield, as a notification, and he teleported directly to

That area.

He looked around, strong light elements were everywhere, and the location of the neurosis seemed to be on the ground. He immediately folded his bat wings and descended, passing through the strong light, he saw the figure of the neurosis. The neurosis was leaning over, in that unknown place

The hunter named "What" is saying something in his ear.

"Nervous... Lucius!" Arecio called out, "Why did you make such a big noise?"

Hearing his voice, Psycho stood up slowly. Just as he was about to say something, Arecio keenly noticed that the hunter who had fallen to the ground seemed to have made some movement. He moved instantly and teleported directly to Psycho's side, then grabbed him and used the space to

Magic quickly opened the distance.

His judgment was very accurate. The next second, a violent explosion broke out near the hunter!

"Ahem..."

The smoke slowly dissipated. Arecio let go of the hand holding the psychopath and looked at the place where he had just been. He was quite frightened. He originally thought he would see a bloody corpse, but there was nothing there. Lucius

I walked over to investigate, and there were vague patterns on the ground.

"The scroll is the same as the one Theo used at that time." He said without much annoyance, "And this time, the other party did not leave behind a teleportation array, so even I can't track it."

Arecio "tsk", the temple's endless methods are really troublesome.

"But..." Psycho smiled faintly at him, "I don't think there's anything to worry about. He was seriously injured and I also destroyed his will."

Arecio blinked, is it true? It’s really powerful to destroy the will. Does the temple also have psychology courses? If so, why don’t you treat yourself with mental illness first?

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Lucius just smiled faintly, and then stretched out his hand to him.

"Come, let's go to the battlefield over there."

Arecio looked at his hand, pondered for a moment, took the cat out of his arms and put it in his hand.

"..."

"I want to give him a name."

"..."

"Don't be upset. Why are you upset again? I gave you the cat to hold."

Lucius took a deep breath. Sometimes, he was really inferior to Aresi.

"What are you going to name him?"

"How about [u]...? The one with the letter [u]."

"...Why is it called such a name?"

"Because it was in that shape when it was lying among the corpses." Arecio also bent down, trying to imitate it. Lucius hugged the cat, couldn't help it, and still laughed.

"what ever."

"That's settled!" Arecio said happily. Suddenly, he remembered a question.

"Did you just say something to that hunter? It was so exciting that he exploded."

"It's nothing special, maybe..." Lucius thought for a while, not sure, "Maybe he is mentally fragile? I just beat him to tears."

"..."

Believe it or not! Don’t tell me to pull you down!

Arecio snatched the cat back and walked away angrily. Lucius looked at his back and smiled for a while, then gradually stopped smiling.

His pupils took on an unusually cold sky color.

【No matter how jealous you are, it is still my destiny.】

When he spoke just now, he bit the word "I".

【It’s just mine and has nothing to do with you.】

*****

Amon was transported back to the temple as a complete loser. He languished on the carpet and found some messy porcelain fragments around him. It seemed that someone had vented his anger here, and he also smelled a trace of something that did not belong to him.

The smell of blood.

"You wasted a scroll." A voice said softly, and the curtains suddenly opened. Theo leaned against the window against the light, with his collar and cuffs unbuttoned. Obviously, the chaos here was directly related to him.

.

Amon barely supported his body. He wanted to kneel down on one knee to Theo, but he failed and could only lie still on the ground.

"You performed so well at Nightmare Farm. I thought I could promote you and entrust you with such an important task. But what about the report you gave me?" Theo smiled slightly and spread his hands, "Almost all

The annihilated Judgment Legion? The mine that fell into the hands of the military? And...this embarrassing honor like a puddle of mud?"

The hunter lying on the ground trembled slightly.

"After you discovered that Arecio had left the military camp, why didn't you chase him immediately? If you chased him, you would have caught him when he was at his weakest in the mine. Why...why didn't you go?!"

Theo's voice suddenly became louder, and the remaining cup shattered beside the hunter. Theo took a deep breath to calm down his emotions.

"You want more achievements, you want to stand in a higher position, there is nothing wrong with that."

"But you ruined my plan!"

There was silence for a while. Theo seemed to have calmed down and his tone became soothing again.

"If I hadn't just sent you the good news, I would have killed you right now, you useless thing."

"I'm so sorry..."

Amon heard the door open, and several people walked in, accompanied by a few weak hums of babies. He slowly raised his head and saw several researchers wearing white lab coats coming to Theo. The one headed by

Unable to conceal his excitement, he said:

"We brought the child to you."

He carefully handed the baby over, and Theo smiled. With rare kindness, he took the baby into his hands, held it and coaxed it, and the baby started whimpering quietly.

"Have you been tested yet?"

"Yes! It is a heritable trait!" The leading researcher's hands trembled with excitement, "How many years! We have spent countless days and nights on this research, and now we finally understand the amount of dark power that should be injected. Healthy
To be continued...