The three sword marks, like wolf claws, are the marks left by the undead team.
Around this sign, the ghosts of France began to disperse. They gathered into a team of three and scattered around to hunt down the little ghosts who came out of hell.
The Frank Undead Team took the cups on the table and headed to the direction pointed by the wolf's paw, which was where Geralt was at the moment.
The departure of the Frank Ghosts also left behind Hill and Sharon Carter. These Fran Ghosts looked down upon the two's fighting ability, so they could still survive by staying here.
Farlan's warriors are not ruthless killers. They only kill in the darkness and abyss for responsibility. Hill, who dares to follow them deep into the hinterland, has proven himself that such weaklings are also the targets of Farlan's protection.
However, Hill did not intend to stay here. She had to go and see the real scene of the battlefield. All her men had been killed by these French people. Even if she was to face accountability from the World Security Council, she had to be able to do so.
Come up with the answer.
After helping Sharon Carter to Carter Shiley's side, Hill asked: "Can you help me take care of her?"
Seeing a delicate beauty, Carter Shrey's eyebrows under his cowboy hat raised slightly. His posture holding the flange sword did not change, but he nodded silently.
Hill placed the ghost shield in Sharon Carter's hand, and gave Sharon Carter the ghost throwing spear left by Frank Ghost to them.
Sharon Carter looked at the weapons Hill handed her and shook her head and said: "You need them..."
"I don't know how to use a shield. Besides, I still have this..."
Hill patted the sword on his waist and comforted Sharon Carter, but when she turned around, her face was full of sorrow.
Following the direction in which Frank's undead team left, Hill followed quietly.
The flange undead team carrying cups did not advance very fast. They moved more slowly and steadily, confirming step by step whether the surrounding environment was safe.
When Hill saw these undead French soldiers carrying the stone table, she immediately stopped and waited from a distance.
As if seeing Hill's actions, the last member of the Undead Team looked back at Hill. The warning in his eyes made Hill feel the approach of death again.
Fortunately, this warning was only momentary. When the undead team continued to advance, Hill quickly returned to his original state.
After finding the undead team, Hill did not continue to follow. Although Hill did not see the situation on the battlefield at this moment, the sound of swords chopping could already be heard in her ears.
Searching around, Hill finally climbed to the top of the house closest to the battlefield, where she wanted to record the actual battle.
As soon as Hill climbed onto the roof, he saw the most unacceptable sight.
Just like a deep crater created after a nuclear explosion or a meteorite impact, there is a ball with black light shining at its center. The ball is spitting out all kinds of demons in pieces.
Most of these demons are the lowest level evil spirits or hell imps. Their bodies were chopped into pieces before they could see their surroundings clearly.
A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood are no longer enough to describe the scene in front of me. The corpses of various demons are stacked randomly, layer by layer, and their blood flows into the black ball.
Like a cycle, the black ball spits out the demons, kills them again, and then the black ball recycles the blood of the demons.
Hill, who was lying on the roof, noticed the shaking of the house. The wall outside the house was collapsing due to the shaking, and was slowly sinking in the direction of the black ball.
The pit containing the black ball once again expanded by one point, and the black ball once again moved closer to the ground.
The sound of metal colliding came again, and the collision of sparks in the air attracted Hill's attention. Below the black ball, sparks were flashing, as if someone was below to prevent it from lowering.
The strengthened Hill barely managed to flash through the air at this moment, and he saw clearly that it was Geralt and Hawkwood who had already left.
Geralt held the flange sword in one sweep and killed the lemure that just appeared under the black ball. Then he used inertia to insert the claw-shaped dagger in his left hand into the ground.
With the help of the claw-shaped dagger, Geralt took advantage of the situation and launched a larger-scale attack, clearing an area.
After completing the inertial attack, Geralt did not stop. He drew out the short knife stuck on the ground in his left hand, stood up, and the big sword in his right hand changed direction according to the twist of his body, and struck the black ball in the air.
Fran's sword struck the black ball, making the same collision sound as before, causing the black ball to slow down again as it escaped into the ground.
Hawkwood, on the other hand, took advantage of the moment Geralt was in the air and completed the exact same operation as Geralt just now, clearing away the enemies behind Geralt.
When Geralt landed, the claw-shaped dagger stretched out in the direction of Hawkwood, and Hawkwood also extended his own dagger towards Geralt.
Two daggers with unique shapes collided with each other at this moment. Their special shapes played an important role at this moment. The curved blades and teeth were interlocked and locked together.
With the help of the dagger's link, Hawkwood swung Geralt half a circle and then threw him away.
Even during this half-circle of activities, Geralt took advantage of the situation to clean up the area around Hawkwood.
There was no verbal communication between the two of them. They were only responsible for killing the enemies in front of them, while leaving it to their trusted comrades behind the scenes.
Hill was a little surprised. The battle in front of her was completely out of her imagination. Even though she had been exposed to many battles with amazing single-body combat capabilities, she could never have imagined that such a fast and violent battle could be carried out with a human body.
At this moment, the entire pit began to vibrate, and the gravel began to slide toward the bottom of the pit. The demon's blood and corpse followed the trajectory generated by the vibration and came to the side of the black ball, and were absorbed by the black ball.
In order to avoid this unnecessary harm, Hawkwood had to retreat from the place, separated from Geralt, and observed the situation at the scene.
As if it had evolved, the vibrations emitted by the black ball affected the surrounding environment and brought new demons.
The upper body is like a lizard, and the limbs are extended like an animal to lift itself off the ground. Every spike on this guy's back looks like a huge sawtooth. Not to mention the blue poison sacs extending from the chest to the mouth.
As soon as these guys appeared, they were killed by flame pots thrown from all directions. The shock wave and flames caused by the explosion made the entire pit expand again.
The vibration caused by the black ball stopped, as if thinking about something.
At this time, the surrounding environment gradually changed, the desolation of hell was gradually replaced, and a palace appeared around the black ball.
The palace is magnificent, no matter how you judge it, it surpasses any building complex in the world.
On the outside of the palace, all kinds of demons are walking around, groups of fallen demons are patrolling, and the needle demons on the towers are guarding everything.
The scene turned to the palace. The goat-headed man holding a weapon was like a supervisor, waving the weapon to hit each slow-moving little devil, urging them to send what they were holding to each room.
And in those rooms, there are all kinds of succubi living. Their innately perfect figures are half-covered by the gauze, and they can explain their body's desires without words.
Even Hill, who was standing on the top of the building, couldn't help but swallow his saliva when he saw the scene. The flames of desire in his body could no longer be suppressed.
As if it had accepted Hill's desire, the scene changed instantly, and various demon armies began to appear. Neat minotaurs formed a leading army, followed by fallen spellcasters holding various homemade weapons.
Liches in the army are constantly summoning various skeletons to fill the weak points of the military formation, and various arthropods flying in the sky act as scouts.
An inexplicable voice came from the bottom of Hill's heart. As long as she accepted the Black Ball's contract, she could control this army and become the new master of hell.
The temptation of power that can change the world is symptomatic for Hill. Her cold personality masks her desire for power.
Now the status represented by the palace, the obedience represented by the devil, and the force represented by the army are all placed in front of Hill. As long as she touches the black ball, all these are within reach.
Desire began to burst from the bottom of her heart, and the voice in her head forced her to go to the black ball.
'Is this power? Power that can change the world!'
Hill murmured to herself, she saw a scene in which after mastering this power, she would drive all those with supernatural abilities who violated laws and regulations out of the earth.
"Aren't you a little stupid?"
After Hill said this, the screen paused for a moment as if to determine what Hill meant, and then strengthened the expressiveness of the screen.
Hill judged everything in the picture as if she was watching a movie. She disliked the fallen demons for being too ugly, and the sheep-headed man reminded her of the taste of mutton. Those succubi were too same-yet-they were all the good-looking type with breasts, thighs, long waists, and slender faces.
, there is nothing she likes.
The picture began to deform, and began to change according to Hill's request, and finally the creature picture of the garden baby appeared.
Seeing that the corresponding thing actually appeared according to his own design, Hill laughed and said: "It seems that you really have no IQ. I thought Geralt was talking about the authority of hell, but it turned out to be a fixed period."
program……"
At this point, the scene that had been obscured in front of Hill slowly dissipated, revealing the real environment.
Under Flan's cleanup, the demons here were suppressed under the black ball. Whenever a demon appeared, it would be eliminated by countless spears.
The demons were no longer a threat, but the Frank ghosts were careful to guard against others. The ghost spears were ready to go, and the ghost shields formed a military formation, carefully surrounding the target.
And this target is Hill. Once Hill shows signs of dealing with or merging with darkness, the only thing that will greet her is death.
When Hill regained his clarity, they slowly moved back, leaving the space here to Hill.
Only then did Hill see that Geralt was leading the Frank Undead Team and arranged the stone table under the black ball, with the cups on the table facing the black ball.
As if feeling Hill's gaze, Geralt turned to look at Hill and waved to her, as if nothing happened just now.
Before Hill could relax, Geralt raised the Farran sword and quickly threw it towards Hill.
The flan sword was spinning in circles and was finally inserted into Hill's side, blocking the hand coming towards her.
"It's really difficult for me, an old man, to finally find an adapter for the authority of hell..."
If you ignore his sunken eye sockets and the necrotic skin that is about to fall off, Mephisto's body is still a handsome old man. Mephisto retracted his hand, picked up the crutch and supported himself with the crutch, revealing himself to Hill