"What the hell are you...?"

Harrisey watched the leader of the Darkhawks die in front of him, and his expression changed drastically, and the shotgun was aimed at Sulu.

He didn't believe that this was Beiru, and suspected that the other party was possessed by some terrifying existence in the ancient house.

The next moment, he met Sulu's eyes.

The black flame seemed to come from the abyss, full of filth, to ignite his soul.

And through this kind of mutual view, Sulu seemed to feel Harrisey's "sin"!

...

In a certain cell, a pale boy was begging...

"According to federal orders, all beliefs related to the 'Crow' are executed!" In the lair of a certain sect, Harry, with a cold face, issued an order.

"Charles City does not need high-level extraordinary people in the wild to clear the target!" In the office, Harry Xi issued an order indifferently.

...

"ah!"

Harrisy's eyes were red, and he could no longer stand this kind of gaze and shot Sulu.

The spiritually filled shotgun spread out, covering the surroundings in a fan shape, penetrated through Sulu's body and landed on the wall behind.

"You... are guilty!"

Sulu calmly raised the scimitar in his hand and suddenly looked around.

After the demonic ancient house was "killed" and the terrifying collapse, more and more extraordinary people rushed towards the ancient house as if they were crazy.

"The curse was broken... The wealth left by that demon family must be mine!"

"Take one or two of strange objects and I can get promoted to the rank!"

"That's mine! mine!"

Many greedy figures poured into the ancient house like locusts.

The flames are burning, and laughter and scream coexist.

Those second-level or even third-level professions hiding around fight for a strange thing, resulting in a rapid increase in death.

Various negative emotions were perceived by Sulu as a "Ghost Rider".

"The world...is dirty again!"

He murmured and raised his butcher knife.

"kill!"

Kill all this!

Let the flames of the abyss burn everything in front of you!

"No!"

In Harrisey's horrified gaze, Sulu rode his horse gently.

The nightmare came to Harry at a terrible speed, and the scimitar struck by, and it kept rushing to one side again.

There, two professionals who didn't know what had happened were stomped on their heads by horse's hooves that fell from the beginning!

"Greed...is the original sin of you!"

Sulu waved his knife, and the dark half-moon-shaped light blade flew, and in an instant, the lives of several pros.

"Monster! Go and die!"

A melee professional who was up to level three rushed violently, and a giant sword fell on Sulu's shoulder.

But the next moment, the giant sword gently slashed over, as if all that was killed was air.

Even the fighting energy contained in the heavy sword cannot have any impact on Sulu.

He just stared at the hiding person in front of him and waved his scimitar lightly.

The profession was stunned and his head slowly fell off.

"Go together...kill him!"

Many screams and exclamations merged together, and the next moment, hail, lightning, flames... all kinds of magical attacks fell on Sulu.

His steps were slowed down for a moment.

"Evil Spirit Field!"

The next moment, Su Lu roared, and a dark dark curtain appeared and quickly enveloped the surroundings.

Many first-level professionals screamed in horror and found themselves becoming ordinary people.

The next moment, Sulu was quickly slaughtered by the face of his body.

"No...it's time to retreat!"

After several charges and killings, Sulu's expression changed.

Although it feels great to see the experience value soaring, the soul that is burned all the time has been overwhelmed with messages.

Moreover, the more you manipulate the Ghost Rider to kill, the more you feel out of control.

It seemed as if... if this continues, the Ghost Rider will be "resurrected" on him.

Knowing that Sulu was almost at the limit, he did not love to fight. He looked at the Shura Field beside him, and the few lucky people who were afraid of being killed in the ancient house and rushed out of the ancient house.

The outside world is also a battlefield.

"Um?"

Sulu glanced at her eyes and saw a battle group first: "Level 4?"

No wonder I didn’t see the fourth-level existence in the previous battle, and it turned out that they were all outside.

If he had been outside, he could see what had happened before.

That was the moment when Archbishop Malone cooperated with Hughes and completely wiped out the Demon Ancient House, the "butcher" Greed appeared.

He turned out to be hidden among ordinary extraordinary people, wanting to take the opportunity to recycle the treasure map of Gaosuo's ancestors.

It is precisely because of such chaos that the church cannot organize a blockade of the ancient demon house, which triggers greed and melee among the extraordinary.

"Greed!"

Outside the battle circle, Gri held a hunting rifle and pulled the trigger.

The next moment, the two figures in the battle circle seemed to pause, and they seemed to have not moved. A bullet flew backwards and hit Grie's face.

Just a little bit, this female bounty hunter is about to die completely.

"Butchman Gred! And Archbishop of Light?"

Sulu's Eye of Judgment looked into the field, and immediately distinguished everything and saw two souls.

One of them represents holiness, which, although it makes him instinctively disgusted, is not evil.

The other one is filled with blood-red aura, as if there are hundreds of people struggling and wailing around them at any time. This is the entanglement of resentment caused by killing at least thousands of people!

Moreover, both of them are in poor condition.

Greed was already severely injured by the Cursed Spirit and was attacked by Zoren.

Archbishop Ma Long, who was sneak attacked by Greed, was seriously injured. The priest robe on his chest turned into shattering, showing smooth skin.

Obviously, he had suffered fatal and serious injuries before, but he recovered through treatment.

Even so, the combat power will be greatly reduced.

When Sulu rushed out.

Seeing the darkness shrouding the ancient demon house and thinking something had happened, the professions stopped fighting one after another.

Sulu just glanced at it and without hesitation, he rode his horse into the fourth-level battle circle.

"Greed!"

Flames emerged in his eyes, and the scimitar in his hand slashed the scimitar.

"Ah... the Curse Spirit... no... you are not!"

Who knew that when Greed saw his appearance, he screamed and planned to turn around and run away.

Before, the other party suffered a lot of losses under the curse of the Ghost Rider.

But Greed was a fourth-level and a master-level figure after all, and he calmed down in an instant and discovered that Sulu was not the spirit of curse.

Even so, he chose to escape.
Chapter completed!