A sub-dragon species whose color could be vaguely distinguished emerged from Micah's body with difficulty.

This is the most powerful monster he has ever hunted, and even after decades, it still has not completely dissipated.

A disaster-level marrow-eating dragon. Before he found it, the marrow-eating dragon was having lunch. The spine and skull bones of the entire village were covered on the ground, and the brains and marrow dropped from the teeth of the giant beast.

He just narrowly missed dying there.

But now, its remaining unwillingness and anger have become his most powerful weapons.

Micah stepped out of the room alone.

The demon hunter didn't talk nonsense. The essence of the marrow-eating dragon covered his whole body, like armor made of dragon scales.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Abel's eyes. The enemy seemed to be more difficult than he thought:

"Maggie, Edmund, follow me and surround him, and the others will come too."

Abel himself is an apprentice of the Pure White Knight, and his combat ability is also top-notch among the honorary knights. Edmund is his father's manpower, and his combat effectiveness is not inferior to his. Although Maggie is not as good as the two, he is still qualified.

Honorary knight.

Moreover, there are more than twenty fully armed cavalry and mercenaries beside them. If Micah is not careful, he may be injured by them.

The witcher just stood there, waiting for the opponent to attack.

For him, if it was a head-on fight, it would not be difficult to kill them all, but if he wanted to stop them, he was not confident.

As long as the other party can hurt Hara, he has failed.

If at the beginning, he just wanted to make up for the trouble he caused, then now he must not let them meet Ha La.

Once a monster gets a taste of blood and power, it's hard to quit.

As for an out-of-control shapeshifter, except for the pure white knight, few people in this city will be able to stop it, and by then, at least thousands of innocent civilians will die.

More than twenty knights charged towards Micah alone.

Micah reached out and grabbed the guy running in front, trying to twist his head off.

Abel surpassed Micah's goal and blocked Micah's offensive with his long sword.

Claws and metal intertwined, and sparks flew everywhere.

The tail of the marrow-eating dragon's spirit swam and knocked away a knight who was trying to rush into the room. The metal armor sank into his chest and crushed his ribs.

Three honorary knights surrounded the witcher.

They did not rush to launch a fierce attack, but took advantage of the restriction that Micah could not leave the door, consuming his physical strength bit by bit, and the sword tips left blood marks on the demon hunter's body.

Although the spirit is a new life form composed of the emotions and magic power of the marrow-eating dragon during its lifetime, it still retains some of its instincts.

It cooperates with Micah to accurately defend against any sneak attacks by his knights and mercenaries.

But its body has become too sluggish, and it is no longer able to block attacks from all directions like before. From time to time, blades will scratch Micah's body.

It has almost no intelligence, but the essence of the marrow-eating dragon can still remember the days when it accompanied this man to kill everyone. At that time, it could often eat the corpses of other monsters, and its fighting ability was even stronger than before.

But at some point, they never encountered another monster, and the owner did not allow it to suck human brains, so it gradually became weaker and weaker.

A sharp blade circled around his tail and stabbed the owner's calf.

Obviously as long as it occasionally sucks a few humans every year, it can guarantee most of its combat power. Its little brain really can't figure out why its master refuses this kind of power.

Has the master given up on himself? Does the master not like himself? It has always been the most powerful spirit of the master, but the master has not called it out for a long time.

The sharp claws tore open another piece of armor and dug out a large piece of flesh from the enemy's chest.

But today it knows that it is still its master's most trusted weapon, and this is likely to be its last battle.

The shadow of the marrow-eating dragon roared toward the sky, and the sharp sound pierced the eardrums of several enemies, leaving blood on both sides of their faces.

But no one retreated. Under the leadership of Abel, all the knights and mercenaries fell into a frenzy that was close to madness. Only Micah and his spirit were in their eyes.

The sharp tail once again penetrated a person's throat, bringing out ruddy blood and even leaving an afterimage.

However, the Marrow-eating Dragon Essence knew that it was getting slower and slower, and its magic power was almost exhausted. If this continued, they would soon be defeated.

But it's okay, it still has life.

Although the Marrow-eating Dragon Essence has never regarded itself as a living thing, it has a vitality that can burn, which makes its small head feel a little confused.

Micah pulled away Magee's sword blade with his hand and wanted to penetrate his abdomen with his fist, but Edmund's dagger came closer first, forcing him to retreat.

When neither party noticed, a dead body with a hole in its head quietly slipped into the house.

Mary Anne had a gift.

If she had not joined the White Lion Club, she might have become an actor. She knew she would be a good actor.

Mary Anne quickly returned to her original appearance, the male body appeared in graceful arcs, and the transformed wounds disappeared.

Mary Anne raised a finger in front of her sexy red lips:

"Shh, little sister Alice, I am Wright's friend and I came here to save you, so don't make a sound."

Mary Anne hugged Ha La before she could react. At the same time, her other hand turned dark blue and her skin was like frozen rock.

She smashed the wall with her fist.

The knight in shining armor rushed out of the hotel with the girl in his arms:

"Lord Abel, I have captured Ha La, and I will send her back now."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mary Anne ran away into the distance.

Abel looked happy:

"Oh, the girl has been caught. Please surrender to me. I will try not to hurt Alice as much as possible."

Micah sneered and pulled the wound on his chest, causing bursts of sharp pain.

He still failed, and it seemed that it was impossible for the shape-shifter to live a peaceful life.

He has already thought clearly about what will happen next.

The shape-shifter finally revealed his identity, and in order to protect himself, he could only keep killing other people.

Until she began to succumb to her desire for pleasure and kill people.

Sin and blood have become the monster's motivation and burden at the same time, and she has no chance to look back.

The monster will kill thousands of people and flee the city. Even the people she loves most no longer trust her. The monster who has lost its shackles will always face the endless pursuit from the church and the knights.

In the end, the evil monster who killed countless people will die alone, and justice will be extended again.

All this is just because Hola is not a human. If both parties were humans, no one would be blamed at all, but if the murderer was another intelligent race, she would be unpardonable.

Regardless of whether she was acting in self-defense or for a sympathetic reason, as long as the inhuman race kills humans, they are destined to become evil monsters.

Humans, on the other hand, enjoy the privilege of killing fellow humans and other non-human races.

The demon hunter raised his fist again, and the marrow-eating dragon spirit also opened its bloody mouth.

For a witcher.
Chapter completed!