"Why haven't you left yet! We can't stop him for long!"

The captain turned around suddenly, and Luo Yu, who was originally hiding behind the grass, walked up behind him without knowing it, with a smile in his eyes.

Seeing the other person turn around, he gently patted the man on the shoulder.

"Forget it, I'd better do it myself."

Ignoring the captain's surprised gaze, Luo Yu took a few steps forward, opened his right hand, and seemed to be muttering something in his mouth.

"You...damn it!"

The monster roared angrily, seeming to recognize the boy in front of him, and countless dark purple tentacles appeared from behind.

On the pink flesh and blood body, eyes slowly opened one by one.

"boom!"

A strange feeling suddenly exploded in the captain's mind. He covered his head and watched his team members fall one by one. He seemed to see his dead lover in a trance.

"Tsk, that's disgusting."

Luo Yu put one hand in his pocket and clicked his tongue carelessly, his eyes full of disgust.

"With a sound of thunder, all things can hear it; the world-destroying divine power, the majesty of the sky. The flames are raging, the floods are surging; the boundless wind and clouds are unstoppable!"

As his speed became faster and faster, the originally gloomy cemetery became darker. Above the Roshan Mountain, golden thunder loomed in the swirling clouds.

"fall!"

The young man shouted loudly, and the golden world-destroying Holy Thunder suddenly fell, each one stronger than the other.

After an unknown amount of time, when the clouds in the sky dispersed, orange light shone in the cemetery, illuminating the captain's surprised face and a puddle of meat not far away.

The originally dark and weird atmosphere was swept away, leaving only warmth and hope.

"Phew, this move is really powerful."

Luo Yu slowly exhaled, gaining a new understanding of the power of the World-Destroying Holy Thunder.

According to the book, the power of the Holy Thunder varies from person to person. The strongest one is a red thunder, which is powerful enough to destroy a continent.

The golden holy thunder he summoned only belonged to the fourth level, and might reach the third level.

"This... you... are..."

Looking at the charred ground in front of him, and then turning to look at the innocent-looking boy, the demon hunter captain's gentle expression suddenly changed. Although it was not obvious, it was clear that he was full of wariness.

Without saying anything, he hurriedly ran to the small wooden house not far away, knocked on the door, and occasionally glanced sideways at Luo Yu, who was not far away.

But unfortunately, no one in the hut responded.

Strange to say, due to the destruction of Roshan, almost everything in the cemetery was in ruins. It is no exaggeration to say that even a layer of turf was ripped off, but this seemingly fragile cabin did not have the slightest trace of damage. Influence.

You have to protect this hut even though you are losing your mind. It seems that there is something very important in it.

Luo Yu touched his chin, looked at the captain who was waiting anxiously at the door, showed a smile, raised his hand and placed a clone beside him, and he turned into Fergie.

The next second he appeared directly in the hut.

If he guessed correctly, the reason why the demon hunter's attitude changed so quickly after seeing his own strength must not be simple.

"I'm coming!"

He pretended to have just woken up and scratched his hair to make it look as messy as possible.

After doing all this, he opened the door directly.

"Sir, are you okay?"

"What can happen to me!"

"makes sense."

'Fog' stood at the door, watching the face of the man in front of him changing constantly, and finally approached him carefully and said, "Look, can you give that thing to me? I'm worried..."

As he spoke, he glanced at the young man behind him, with worry in his eyes.

That thing?

With a thought in Luo Yu's mind, his consciousness instantly covered the entire cabin, and he soon made a discovery under a wooden board.

"You don't have to worry about it, I'll take care of it naturally!"

"This is!"

Seeing that he seemed a little angry, the captain sighed silently, turned around and picked up his team members, helped each other and left. However, before leaving, he did not forget to glance at the young man standing beside him, his eyes full of warning.

This really makes people want to laugh. I don’t have enough strength to try to scare others, and I don’t know where the courage comes from.

To be honest, looking at it now, the captain does not seem to be a bad person. The fact that he still chose to save people when facing Roshan is enough to prove it, but his subsequent attitude change is a bit strange.

It seems that he changed after he showed his strength. Could it be that he regards himself as a noble with a profession?

After all, demon hunters are basically composed of civilians, and it is normal to be hostile to nobles.

After confirming that the other party had left, Luo Yu withdrew his body and took out the wooden board. A piece of jade-like pendant appeared in front of him, with a piece of yellowed parchment underneath.

After a few cursory glances, Luo Yu quickly understood the reason for the other party's hostility. The parchment was actually a will, signed by the first-generation leader of the demon hunters, Bill Harold.

According to the above, whoever owns this jade pendant will be the next leader of the demon hunters.

Its ownership has always been determined by competition.

Whoever is more powerful will be the boss. This is normal, except for the unexpected incident of Fergie.

Although he voluntarily quit the Demon Hunter, the jade pendant has always been in his hands, and he is still the leader of the entire organization. It is no wonder that the captain wanted him to go back before, but later he wanted the jade pendant.

It turned out that he thought he was from another faction and thought he was also here to get the jade pendant back, so he seemed so anxious.

It seems that there is a lot of disharmony within the witchers.

Gently stroking the jade pendant in his hand, Luo Yu suddenly had a bold plan in his mind.

............

"How's it going? Did you get your stuff back?"

In a luxurious villa in the suburbs, a middle-aged man sat on one side of a long table, surrounded by other demon hunters with gold-rimmed black hats.

The captain whom he had met before stood beside the man, lowered his head and told the story of the previous encounter.

"So, I just didn't get it."

The man shook the wine glass in his hand, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

"Yes."

The captain nodded, cold sweat flowing down his face. The man in front of him was one of the contenders for the leader of the demon hunter, Jacques Duma.

He is moody and extremely cruel. Once his subordinates fail to complete their tasks, there is only endless punishment waiting for him.

"waste!"

The face of the man who was cheerful just a second ago suddenly changed. The glass in his hand was suddenly smashed down, and the fragments scratched his skin, leaving wounds.

"Yes."

The captain clenched his fist, but soon let it go, and the light red wine mixed with blood fell to the ground drop by drop.

"I'll spare you this time. Next time, go and have a heart-to-heart talk with my little pet."

Jacquin picked up the handkerchief on the side and wiped the wine on his hands.

"Yes."

"get out."

Leaving the banquet hall, the captain listened to the laughter behind the door, his eyes full of unwillingness and resentment.

But, what can be done.

Apart from demon hunters, where else in this country can the common people have enough to eat?

Everything is for life...

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