The warehouse door was opened, and Jacob signaled the three witch hunters under his command to light a torch and observed the entire warehouse. The interior of the warehouse looked dull, but there were a large number of candles and some clothes. In addition, the entire warehouse was left with an angel statue and huge paintings, and the content on the painting was a grand dance party.

“Nothing looks special.”

"But someone is ambushing us here."

“There must be a problem here.”

Several witch hunters discussed.

"Of course there is a problem here." Jacob, the most experienced, reached out his hand disdainfully, and twisted the wings of the angel statue over.

The angel statue gradually turned into a hideous demonic image in the eyes of the three young witches. It still had a pair of feather wings, but the shape and color of the wings had turned into twisted purple, cow heads, horns, extra-grown limbs, and complex and dirty patterns, forming this brand new statue. As the statue changed, the huge painting turned to the wall behind, revealing the dark entrance.

"Joke, you guard the door, let's go in and take a look." Jacob signaled the remaining two witch hunters to go in and take a look.

"I understand!" The young witch hunter said he knew. He took out his one-handed sword and short gun and guarded outside.

Walking through the wall and appearing in front of the witch hunters was a disgusting picture.

Blood, corpses and various delicious foods covered the ground. Various artworks were placed everywhere in the warehouse. Portraits and sculptures were located in any corner of the warehouse. The interior decoration was the most exquisite and detailed art. The silk cushions everywhere were covered with various snacks and drinks. But if you look closely, the witch hunters would find that the statues were weird and distorted. The people on the portraits were extremely obscene and nauseous from their appearance to their things. They cut their pulses and drink blood and loudly praised the Lord of Enjoyment. The faces of enjoyment were filled with terrible fear.

The food had long been rotten and expired and smelled, the wine was made of blood, the ground was covered with various excrement, and the residue of blood and blood that was bitten and swallowed during mating appeared anywhere in the hall.

Both young witch hunters had extreme discomfort, but this extremely perverted and crazy scene made them think that they might as well join them. Under this contradictory psychology, the two young witch hunters found that their bodies were out of their control and their spirits were tortured by pain.

"Uh ah ah!" A young witch hunter covered his head and howled in pain.

A cane hit his head suddenly: "Wake up! Don't be defeated by Chaos!"

The pain and angrily shouted relieved the young witch hunter: "Master Jacob?"

Jacob again tapped the head of another young witch hunter with his cane. The two witch hunters finally escaped from this madness, but they were all sweating like pulp and were in a state of depressed spirit.

"This is the gathering of the Slaanes, this is their carnival." Jacob's voice was filled with disgust and caution. He turned around and saw the pain of the two young witch hunters, and shook his head repeatedly: "We almost fell into the trap. If we had not waited carefully for so long, we would be ambushed when we entered this place."

The two young witch hunters thought for a while and were a little scared. They swallowed: "Vice President, what should I do now?"

"Strange, this is the gathering place of the Slaanes Sect. How could the beast that Belt, who believed in terror, come to this place? Could it be that Belt and the Slaanes Sect collusion? Logically speaking, the two evil gods are incompatible, how could they get together?" Jacob became more and more strange the more he thought about it. The demon hunter carefully recalled the incident.

"It seems that Belt is indeed colluding with the Slaanes sect..." Jacob endured the stench and filth. He checked the situation in the house and found that in addition to the fallen banquet venue, there was an operating table in the house. More than a dozen glass jars were displayed in the cabinet next to the operating table, which were lined up in three rows. Jacob looked carefully and found that all of them were human organs.

This is a unique filthy technique in the Slaanes sect. Slaanes believers dig out old, decaying and aging organs and transplant new organs to prolong their life. In addition, bathing in the blood of young women and using fallen sacrifices can also prolong their life.

Sure enough, Jacob immediately found a large bucket of blood, and the mutated children who were sacrificed successfully and died with eyesore. These children either had tentacles, chitin claws, and other heads. Some had no idea that they had anything to do with humans. They crawled around the ground, and Jacob could only draw out his long sword and end the lives of these deformed creatures one by one.

The other two witch hunters are already using torches to burn the scene of this sin. Faced with chaos corruption, flames are the best weapon, and only flames can purify these corruptions.

Jacob also ignited the fire and threw it into the corner here: "Burn here, let's retreat quickly, Belt is not here."

"Okay!" As the fire burned in the warehouse, the witch hunters were ready to retreat.

"Jok? We're ready to leave! Clean up and see if there are any valuable things to take away!" One of the witch hunters searched for coins on the ground and carefully collected them. The witch hunters were not a group with high income. They were different from knights like Ryan. They had no stable income or even no position income. Their income mainly came from seizures and tasks, so the witch hunters often used the name of missions to plunder and found ways to take away all valuable things.

"Hurry!" Jacob urged the remaining two young demon hunters in a low voice. Seeing that there was no reply outside, he said loudly again: "Jock?"

There was still no response outside.

Jacob and others' faces gradually changed.

"Joke is silent, boys, take out your weapons and prepare for battle." Jacob took out the axe behind him and said to the remaining two witch hunters.

The remaining two witch hunters nodded. They were all ready for battle with swords and guns in one hand.

Only the sound of flames burning and the sound of wind remained in the warehouse.

Then, there was a laugh outside the warehouse: "Hahahaha! Mentor Jacob, are the new witch hunters so vulnerable now? Before I could do my best, he fell down. The Blood God looked down on such cheap tributes."

The remaining three witch hunters walked out of the banquet hall inside, and they found that Jock's head had been thrown to the ground, and there was still incredible and fear on his face before he died. He didn't even have time to make a warning, so he died at the hands of the person in front of him.

The man was tall and about 1.85 meters tall. He had terrible mutations on his face and body, and horns and finger claws grew. However, he could still vaguely see how he looked as a human. Like Jacob, he also held a battle axe and a musket in his hand. The blood-red leather armor was covered with various patterns of blood gods, various iron rings and iron thorns.

Jacob remained silent, only his fierce and hated eyes showed it all.

"Master Jacob, you definitely didn't expect this? You must think that after waiting for several hours and avoiding an ambush, there will be no one here to welcome you."

"I know you so well, my mentor, that's how you act. When investigating a place, unless it's urgent, you will definitely hide in the dark, carefully explore the situation and the rules of guarding actions, and then find the best opportunity."

“When you explore the interior of an area, you always let a partner look outside.”

"You taught me these."

Jacob finally couldn't help but feel angry, and the voice of the Demon Hunter was filled with grief: "Belt!!!"

"Yes, Belt, that's my name." The visitor gently took off the hood of the cloak and revealed a terrifying face.

Belt was originally a handsome man, and Jacob was always proud of his students, but when he saw Belt's appearance, a bone-broken sense of sadness made the vice president of the Demon Hunter Guild choke: "So you have become like this now?"

The face of the person in front of him was covered with sarcoma and bone spurs, and the hair behind the head was proliferated and fell off wildly. The remaining hair was as thick as a chain and pierced into the back of his head. Brass flames burned in his eyes. No matter how people saw him, they knew that he was no longer a human.

"It is me, the perfect me, my master gave me a new life and let me understand the meaning of life." Belt made a gesture full of enjoyment and paid tribute to his master.

"Then I can only destroy you completely." Jacob had filled his pistol with mercury bullets in a quiet voice. He took out his axe: "It's useless to say more, Belt, let me see what the God of Darkness has taught you!"

"It should be." Belt knew his mentor. He knew how much his mentor hated Chaos, so he had no mercy and the possibility of persuading the mentor to join Chaos.

Now when we meet, we can only fight to the death.

Belt was not coming alone.

There were many terrifying creatures that appeared with him. These creatures were once humans, but now they have a unified name - the Abandoned.

They are all cultists who fell into chaos. They chose to fall into chaos for various reasons, but they have one thing in common, that is, the God of Darkness is almost losing interest in them, they will only yell and rush to the enemy's front without discipline, use mutated limbs, and bite with their bulging jaws. Like those hungry beasts, a large number of mutations appear on their bodies, their arms have completely transformed into tentacles or pincers, and more tumors have grown on their bodies, and some abandoned people have grown on other heads and more appendages.

They were so crazy about fighting because this was their only chance to win the favor of the God of Darkness again. Their mind had almost disappeared, and the only thing left was bloodthirst and hunger, and fear. Because if they disappoint the God of Darkness again, their end was to become a piece of silly unconscious meat that would self-destruct. These pieces of meat were generally called chaos eggs. These chaos eggs would rush into the crowd to self-destruct and offer their final use value for chaos.

"Blood sacrifices to the blood god! For blood and glory!" Belt waved his big hand, and the restless abandoned men rushed towards the remaining three demon hunters in a crazy howling.

So in the burning warehouse, the remaining three demon hunters exchanged fire with the abandoned people.

Jacob rushed in the front, and the demon hunter's pace moved lightly, and the first abandoned man who rushed up extended his pliers toward Jacob.

But Jacob was quick, really soon, the abandoned man's pliers were lifted halfway, and as soon as the silver light came, it passed through his body, along his shoulders to his abdomen. The abandoned man was still trying to clamp the pliers, and he was broken by Jacob with one axe.

The witch hunters rushing into the crowd set out their swords to deal with Chaos creatures. They are the most experienced. Facing the abandoned people who are rushing toward the abandoned people, the witch hunters raised their guns and the deadly mercury bullets shot the enemies in the heads. When they are approaching to fight, the witch hunters are not inferior at all. The silver sword has enhanced lethality to the chaotic creatures. In the dark cave, relying on the firelight, the witch hunters and the abandoned people fight together.

Jacob flipped back and forth in his hand. The demon hunter first cut off the head of an abandoned man and then slashed behind him. The two tentacles that were stretched out were instantly cut off by the demon hunter. Jacob immediately turned around and shot the musket in his hand, and two abandoned men were instantly shot.

Then Jacob then used a big axe to raid forward, killing three abandoned people in one breath. Each of his attacks was a robbery, and each of his attacks was a dangerous killing of the enemy before the enemy attacks. However, after a series of battles, no abandoned people touched the corner of Jacob's clothes.

His brave performance immediately attracted the attention of all abandoned people. In order to be favored by the God of Darkness, almost all abandoned people were attracted by Jacob. Jacob was not afraid at all. He raised his musket, which should have been exhausted, but it could still be shot. Three abandoned people were shot in succession.

This is the terrible technique of the Demon Hunter. When he used his axe to raid forward, his other hand was replacing the gun with a rapid speed. This was a super technology that had accumulated over the past few decades. Jacob never stopped gunfire during the battle.

"Uh!!" At this moment, a scream attracted Jacob's attention. When he noticed, the old demon hunter's eyes were bloody.

A young witch hunter was pierced by Belt's heart with the tip of his axe and was nailed to the wall. The interior of the warehouse was on fire. The young witch hunter's clothes were also burned by fire. He screamed: "Fallen! Your soul will be judged!"

"Oh? How does the witch hunter who purifies his enemy with flames all day long feel like being grilled by flames?" Belt laughed exaggeratedly, but he quickly reached out to take out the witch hunter's bright red heart from his chest: "Forget it, this cheap sacrifice will not arouse the interest of my Lord."
Chapter completed!