Just do what you said, Dick immediately ran forward in big strides.
The few mercenaries involved were still suffering from headaches after being exposed to the strange magic of this demon hunter that could spray out translucent waves.
Seeing Dick running towards them, they were extremely wary, fearing that the demon hunter in front of them would hit them again, so they immediately made way for them.
Dick was even more delighted when he saw this, and immediately made a move to chop him off. After completely scaring everyone away, he escaped along the corridor and started to snake towards the fields next to him.
The mercenaries behind them who had already loaded their crossbows, because the demon hunter was moving so coquettishly, there were always companions standing in front of them, so they said anxiously, "He's not going to fight you desperately, hurry up and chase him, he's going to run away."
The few people closest to Dick reacted and chased after the demon hunter one after another.
One of them ran very fast and was about to cut the demon hunter with a knife when he looked at his back.
Unexpectedly, the demon hunter in front of him turned around instantly and struck out with his sword again. The man's head flew into the air in an instant.
Dick stared at everyone with his tightly erect pupils, blood dripping from the sword, and then he looked at these people who were hesitant and quickly backed away.
These people did not continue to pursue forward, but they then took out the weapons on their back waists.
Everyone had a crossbow and they were well prepared.
Even if there is an 800-pound grizzly bear in front of me, it can be shot into a sieve even if it stands still, not to mention that these mercenaries are not far away from me.
When Dick saw this, he already knew that it would be difficult for him to run away:
If he turned around again, he would not be able to resist the arrows from behind.
It seems like the only thing left to do is waste it.
It's a pity, I originally planned to deal with monsters.
In this case...
Dick shouted loudly, rushed towards these people, jumped up high, and used his long sword in the air to block the speeding crossbow bolts.
However, there were too many arrows, so Dick could only focus on protecting his vital points. In the end, two crossbow arrows still hit his chest.
Fortunately, the leather armor had a certain degree of defense and did not damage the internal organs.
Dick fell to the ground in the air, the sword fell to the side, and lay on its side.
He was covered in blood and looked miserable.
"Haha, mutant freak, you are nothing more than that."
These mercenaries were relieved and lowered their crossbows, and even put them back on their waists.
Anyone who sees the miserable appearance of the demon hunter in front of them would relax their vigilance.
"Be careful, don't let this Monster fight back before death." However, there were still mercenaries who warned.
"What are you afraid of? He is dead."
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Dick had already held his breath and used Second Witcher Senses to mark the person behind him, which allowed him to 'see' the positions of all enemies clearly.
These mercenaries have gathered together and are slowly walking towards him.
They did not notice at all that the seriously injured demon hunter in front of them was holding a black object slightly smaller than a fist.
Wasted.
Dick sighed in his heart again, and then he suddenly turned around and threw them out instantly while these people were careless.
Dick originally planned to trade injuries for injuries and compete with these people.
But if you don't make yourself miserable, these people are likely to get defensive, and you may waste one of your own [Samum Bomb].
"Boom!"
Samum Bomb instantly exploded among the crowd.
As the dark mist filled the air, the painful wails of the mercenaries could also be heard.
Dick stood up, grasped the hilt of the sword tightly with his uninjured hand, and rushed into the fog without waiting for the thick fog to dissipate.
After stepping into it, I saw that several mercenaries closest to the bomb had been blown to pieces with half their bodies covered in blood, as if they were dead.
There were a few mercenaries with frightened faces, and they were hacking randomly in the fog, shouting, "Don't come here, mutant freaks."
Apparently the [Samum Bomb] bomb has a very good blinding effect.
The offensive and defensive momentum reversed instantly, and Dick was among them. With a long sword in his hand and the mercenaries who had been marked with Witcher Senses before, Witcher Senses began to ruthlessly harvest.
After more than ten seconds, the thick fog dissipated.
Dick gasped for air while secretly sighing:
Samum Bomb is not only effective against monsters, but also seems to be more effective against humans.
It's a pity that of the two Samum Bombs, one was used to deal with the Drowner nest, and the other was used to deal with humans.
I only have one [Dimeritium Bomb] left, and the value of [Dimeritium Bomb] is much more valuable than [Samum Bomb], so I should use it carefully in the future.
"Monster? Help!"
Dick turned sideways and looked back, and found a mercenary in the distance that was not affected by Samum Bomb.
And that person, wasn't he the 'handsome guy' who wanted to pay for his mental damages!
'Handsome guy' was yelling and running towards the horses nearby.
I have to capture him alive. I still have many questions to ask.
Dick was thinking while chasing:
The information the boss told him yesterday was that these mercenaries were discussing a lesson for him, but today these people obviously wanted to kill him. What was the reason for this?
Is it really just a temporary idea?
But they clearly divided into two groups of people equipped with powerful crossbows to ambush them, and they were obviously well prepared.
Moreover, who is the adult they are talking about?
He saw that he would catch up with the mercenary in just a few steps.
But he saw a man galloping on horseback in front of him, wearing dark light armor, with flowing black half-long hair, and he was holding a ring-shaped war blade in each hand.
This war blade has a peculiar shape, extending outward in an arc from the middle hand grip, and the blade is crescent-shaped.
When the man got close to the mercenary, he stepped on the horse's back. Ignoring the neighing sound of the horse, he jumped into the air with all his strength. He actually stepped on the mercenary's shoulders with his feet, and then slashed downwards with one of his war blades.
Without looking at the result, he stepped on the mercenary's shoulder again, turned somersault in the air, and landed firmly on the ground.
"Ah!"
The mercenary screamed in pain.
Dick saw that the right side of the mercenary's face, connected to his ear, had been completely cut off by the man with a war blade, revealing yellow and red adhesions.
The man smiled evilly, then with a flick of his wrist, he threw the other war blade back, hitting the mercenary on the left chest.
The mercenary stopped howling and fell backward without saying a word. The man did not take back his weapon, but walked straight to Dick and stopped, looking straight at him.
"Hey, Dick, your situation seems not to be good? Do you want me to help you?" The voice was like a poisonous snake spitting a message.
Dick's memory flipped over in his mind, and he instantly knew his identity:
Kayn, [School of the Lynx]'s senior brother.
It is said that the disciples of School of the Lynx have extreme personalities, and the senior brother in front of him is one of them. He is extremely bloodthirsty, as if he has a murderous disease.
Killing people and killing demons can make him excited and happy.
On the contrary, if you don't kill for a few days, you will become depressed.
And it seems that the relationship between the predecessor and this senior brother was not good.
Because these two people are the two swords of master Master, Kayn has superb skills and is far stronger than the original one, so naturally he looks down on his junior brother who sometimes performs special tasks with him.
I also suppress my words every day, and sometimes say some more extreme things:
"If you weren't our [School of the Lynx] demon hunter, if the master hadn't asked us not to kill each other, I would have killed you with a single sword for a piece of trash like you."
Dick began to imitate the original behavior, tilting his head and looking unruly.
"Why, Kayn, did you find a chance? It's not that easy to kill me!
"Now use your skills or I'll tear a piece of your flesh off."
Listening to these words, the Kayn in front of him didn't seem angry. Instead, the corners of his mouth became wider and wider, and finally he covered his face with his hands and raised his head and laughed out of breath.
But those snake eyes were still staring at Dick.
Like crazy!