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Chapter 25 The cruel world

Damn, is it such a coincidence?
Zoro looked weird and saw that the other party also took out a badge from his waist bag, exactly the same as his.
Fate is amazing, this world is so small!
Didn’t it be said that a good family was hunted by others and there were not many tribe members anymore? Why did you meet someone who was his tribe?
This made him sigh so much.
Zoro had previously only seen the other party save his life and was not bad at heart. In addition, the other party obviously had a different expression when he looked at the badge, so he took the initiative to tell the truth.
I didn't expect that there would be such an unexpected gain.
"Fifteen years ago, I was also recklessly merging with the origin of the demon with such a rash way to you. If that person had not saved me, I would have been no longer the same person as I am."
The bald man threw the badge over casually and reached out to touch the bald man, "I'll introduce myself, I'm a witch hunter - Griffin Samar."
The bald and strong man, who was two meters tall, seemed to be smiling.
Unfortunately, his face was covered with blood, coupled with hideous scars and mysterious tattoos, making him look even more hideous and terrifying.
"Mr. Samar, my name is Zoro Baimon. I would like to ask you for advice." Zoro bent down again to salute and gave full respect.
As a master, Zoro, who has enjoyed modern and civilized education since childhood, naturally will not resist learning from others.
Not to mention the extremely mysterious witch hunter profession, this extraordinary power has never appeared on earth.
"Zoro, after personally contacting monsters such as demons, vampires, etc., do you know why ordinary people can live such a stable and peaceful life?" asked Griffin, a bald man.
It is now a time to rest, and the continuous bursts made his body a little unbearable, so he had to take a break.
He simply explained the basic knowledge of the demon hunter during this rest time.
"The witch hunter and the seven churches?" Zoro replied.
"Yes, the two major forces have joined forces to kill countless evil forces, so that ordinary people can survive." Griffin did not make any contribution to this, but instead told the story in an out-of-fact tone.
"Only demons can fight against demons. Therefore, both sides are essentially using the power of demons, whether they are witch hunters or churches."
"From the moment we chose to inherit the power of the demon, we have completely divided the boundaries with ordinary people."
He took out a brown wine barrel from his arms, drank a big gulp in his throat, and wiped the wine flowing along the corner of his mouth casually, and sighed.
"To put it bluntly, since we became witch hunters, we have been no longer humans!"
I'm not a human?
Zoro's mouth twitched. Isn't this a swear word?
Could it be that the witch hunter has really become reproductive isolation from ordinary people and has become a brand new species?
Does this mean that you don’t need to be prepared for that in the future... Cough cough, stop thinking too much.
He shook his head and replied, "No, I think I am still a human being. Not admitting this is equivalent to denying everything in his past."
After living for more than 20 years, I suddenly became accused of being said that you are not a human being. This is too nonsense.
In his opinion, even if he masters the powerful power, even with the strength of the demon level, he is just a slightly stronger ordinary human.
"It's up to you, you can understand it as much as you want."
Griffin ignored this and poured the drink on his face to wash away the blood on his face.
This made Zoro feel very painful to the toothache. It would definitely make the wine fall into the wound with a sensation.
However, there was no sign of pain on the other person's face, but he looked a little enjoyable.
Are all witch hunters masochists?
Of course, Zoro was just thinking about it and didn't dare to say it out loud. He continued to ask: "Ordinary people with guns and cannons should also threaten those monsters, right?"
"Many people think so..." Griffin grinned.
"Then?"
"There's nothing."
The next second, Griffin punched the rock behind him.
Bang!
Click!
The rock with a diameter of more than one meter was actually smashed by him with one punch!
"Do you know, my strength can only be considered a medium level among demon hunters. Not even a strong man, let alone those top-notch existences."
He blew the dust on his fists and said calmly, "Many people think that guns and cannons are very powerful, and they don't think about why the seven major churches allow civilization to develop freely so that ordinary people can master these great killing weapons. Are you not afraid of shaking their rule?"
Zoro suddenly fell silent.
This sentence is too obvious, meaning that the seven major churches have the power to suppress everything.
I don't care about gunpowder weapons that ordinary people have at all.
"With my current strength, my speed can reach more than 50 meters per second when I run with all my might. If I enter a violent state, it can be doubled. When ordinary people shoot at me, I can dodge the moment they shoot, so that they can only see a afterimage." Griffin calmly described a fact.
Hundred meters per second!
This is what makes Zoro the most helpless. The opponent can run hundreds of meters in one second while violently, which is far beyond the range of the dynamic visual capture of ordinary people.
The borehole speed of ordinary pistols is 200~450 meters per second, and the shotgun borehole speed is about 500 meters per second, so that modern sniper rifles can exceed 1,000.
The opponent has a speed of 100 meters per second, which means that Zoro stood three meters away and had enough time to dodge.
Of course, you have the corresponding level of dynamic vision and can easily see the bullets in flight!
When he entered the Soul-Purging Demon form before, Zoro could also achieve this strength and could torture and kill ordinary people without restraint.
He has experienced it and can't understand this very well.
"The vampire you killed earlier is just the most trash first-level vampire. It is just the bottom of the dark creatures, but it is also irresistible for ordinary people."
The other party's calm words are filled with repressive and cruel facts.
Zoro could not refute this at all.
The vampire used to enslave countless people without restraint.
In their eyes, ordinary people are just a group of lambs raised in captivity.
Whenever I am hungry, I will catch one and eat it, and I have no ability to resist.
In fact, if he hadn't used the Soul-Purging Demon form, he would have been killed by the other party long ago.
"That vampire is just a level one dark creature, and you are just level one now. By the time you reach level two, you can slaughter ordinary people unscrupulously. When you reach level three, all guns will not pose any threat to you. When you reach level four, you won't even threaten you. If you stand there and don't let the shells blow, you won't hurt any of them!"
Griffin paused for a moment, raised his head and looked at the sky, "Advanced, there is a legendary existence. That city that can kill millions of people with one blow, and we don't even have the qualifications to contact us."
With his proud personality, when talking about legend, he also reveals loneliness and shame.
It's like an ant looking up at the dragon!
"In this world, there are no magicians and no warriors. The so-called Templar Knights are just a group of guys who also use the power of demons." Griffin's tone became more and more faint, with a faint murderous intent, which made Zoro next to him feel cold all over.
"The witch hunter is not the patron saint of ordinary people, but just a group of hunters walking in the dark."
Chapter completed!
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