Bang!

Carl pushed out an Alder, and the strange man who rushed like a spider in front of him was knocked away five meters, but he fell to the ground and immediately fluttered like a fish that was turning his stomach, and got up and jumped.

At the same time, outside the dormitory gate, the twelve spider-hunting wolves scattered like agile and attacked the demon hunter from different directions.

Their faces were abrupt, and their black air was lingering around them. Their weak bodies burst out with speed and strength beyond the adults.

Their hands and feet were bowed, their heads and backs were facing down, and their eyes were constantly blinking between darkness and pale, and in a curious posture similar to the iron-plate bridge, their hands and feet were sprinting on the ground, at a speed no less than that of the galloping horses. While running, they issued a vague spell like prayer.

Carl's face became extremely ugly.

As the potion subsided, fatigue that had not closed his eyes for two days surged, and his body felt weak and weak.

And he couldn't kill the out-of-control orphan.

The silver sword in his hand had already been inserted back into the scabbard, and swung the sword with a sheath together, smashing a spider-man with short black hair, and repelling an attacker with his left fist wrapped in gloves. He kicked him up from the ground, and hissed and fell on the fence, grinning.

The demon hunter roared, and he rose up and jumped through the gap between the two spider-men.

He rolled up the pine branches on the ground, ran to the prayer room, and swung left and right...

It was only ten meters from the stone carving to the gate, but it was as long as one year. Spider men on both sides leaped and rushed over. Carl barely smashed five of them with a stick, two of them pounced on his back, one ended on his shoulder, and the other wrapped around his thighs.

The amazing power of steel tongs coming from everywhere made him numb, and he fell forward, buried his face in the cold snow.

Then his body lost control, and the five spider-man grabbed his limbs and neck and lifted him up.

He opened his eyes to the roof.

Bang!

An invisible force flew away the ceiling of the prayer room.

A huge shadow jumped out, half the size of a house, eight black wolf hairs covered with black hair, and sickle-like claws landed in different directions on the roof, and were rhythmic like springs.

Several spider men followed him out of the gate and prostrated themselves beneath it.

It stands on the roof overlooking it.

Looking up, it looked like a wolf spider that had been magnified thousands of times. The spindle-shaped abdomen gently pressed against the beams. Circles of gold and green patterns shone brightly in the sun. There was a huge and deformed lion's head in front of it. Eight eyes of different sizes in the center of the face radiated green light, like a whirlpool that kept spinning abyss. It made people's soul tremble and lose resistance at one glance.

Widths of black smoke floated and rose from all over the lion-headed spider, scattering straight into the void.

It seemed as if there was an invisible hand in the sky, carrying the puppet line to control the monster.

Is this the god of evil signs? a lion-headed spider?

Carl stared at its bloody mouth like a madman, and between the two teeth that were turning out of his lips, biting a spider silk, and hanging down a giant white human-shaped cocoon.

“Arkham?”

Carl hissed!

"wake up!"

The lion-headed spider glanced at the witch hunter below, quickly stretched out his abdomen, revealing three pairs of raised spinners, and sprayed a half-liquid pale silk gland at him. When the silk glands encountered air, they immediately turned into spider silk as thick as a cable, sticking to half of his body.

The five-headed spider man let go of his hands and feet to the witch hunter and crawled on the ground devoutly. Carl was dragged by spider silk and swung toward the roof.

His thighs, abdomen, chest, and head were flooded with spider silk spraying like a tide.

Only one left hand stretched out tenaciously, and as it approached another giant cocoon, the five fingers outlined like lightning!

Igni!

Carl was completely entangled and shouted in his heart!

The magic flames swept through the air and hit the hanging giant cocoon.

when!

The huge cocoon fell, and the upper part of the flames melted out showed Akamthum's trance face, and he trembled and pinched Crystal's right hand!

He woke up like a dream and widened his eyes, pinching the crystal tightly, as if he had strangled his destiny.

"Bah! Go and die! Eight-legged monster!"

Click!

Prismatic crystal breaks!

A drop of blood splattered out and scattered in the air, rotating drippingly.

It is like the best blood gem, blooming with dazzling red light, attracting the attention of everyone present!

At the same time, Skellijie, who was thousands of miles away, woke up from the meditation and opened his liquid silver-like eyes.

The lion-headed spider captured a trace of ominous aura of fate and spitted spider silk into the blood drops.

But it's too late.

Boom!

The wind was blowing, and a square black door cracked in the air in the courtyard.

The spider silk flies into it, like a mud cow entering the sea without causing any turmoil.

Fu

Immediately afterwards, a rapid roar came out of the dark door and spread throughout the temple.

It is incomplete, only half out, but it contains unresistible power, from the sky, the resonance of the earth bones, and the surging power of the planet's vibration!

!

The sky was thunderous, and the space shivered in the roar.

All the creatures in the temple were as if they were hit by a heavy hammer, their heads buzzing, and they stood there in a daze.

The lion-headed spider entrenched on the roof also fell into a brief stagnation.

Only eight pairs of eyes were spinning, and it saw a figure jumping out of the portal.

Black hair, silver eyes, slender and straight figure, and a gray cloak spiraled like a dragon wing behind him. A momentum poured by killing and will turned into bloody flames lingering around him, like a rippling bloody ocean.

He stood there, silent, like a sharp sword unsheathed.

It makes people dare not look directly at it.

The familiar face made the lion-headed spider dream back to the Vigima sewer.

It is him, Roy, the culprit of the foundation of the Snake Sect’s Demon Hunter, the God of Destruction.

The Evil Omen God Cult was forced to move around and keep moving, but after losing Vigima, the safest base camp, the situation became more and more difficult. Finally, under the relentless encirclement of the northern countries, they were on the verge of extinction.

Now he has fallen into the countryside, relying on coaxing war orphans and lustful businessmen to survive.

New and old hatreds surge in my heart.

In the boundless anger, the lion-headed spider felt a little fear, and the inspiration gave it a strong warning.

The strength of the witch hunter is no longer the same as before

He quickly looked around, his eyes flashed over a group of spider-men who were shocked by the dragon's roar, and his apprentices tied into rice dumplings.

I stayed on the lion-headed spider for a half second and instantly grasped the current situation.

Lion-Headed Spider/Abigail/Daisy

Gender: Female

Age: 23

Identity: Cursed, God Priest of Evil Omen, Lion-Headed Spider Incarnation

Health: 400

Magic value: 300

property:

Power: 30

Physical constitution: 30

Agility: 25

Will: 20

Perception: 18

Charm: 30

Spirit: 30

Skill:

Spider-turned body (passive solidification): The curse of the God of Evil Omen is not only a gift, but also a torture that penetrates into the bone marrow. It will never allow the person who bears the curse to easily obtain liberation from death. The life limit is +100, and the heart is no longer the key.

Curse lv5: The essence of curse is the transmission and transformation of pain. As the priest of the god of evil signs that only exists in the world, she is supremely favored by faith and can pass on her own pain into the web of eternity at will, and transform it into bad luck, hurt, curse the enemy, and let misfortune cover his life.

Or consume a lot of pain power, give followers mutations at the life level, and obtain the body of a beast.

The greater the change in life intensity, the greater the consumption.
To be continued...