Chapter 32 Demon Hunter's Evil Spirit (Page 2/2)

It seems that the choice of letting Priscilla be the bait to help him share the pressure is the right one. Being besieged by two evil spirits is different from being besieged by five evil spirits. It might be overturned in an instant.

After analyzing the battle situation in his mind, Frank raised his hand and patted Priscilla's shoulder. After comforting the somewhat nervous female poet, he quickly rushed out of the range of the magic trap and fought with the last evil spirit.

In this case, there is no need to waste the precious moon dust bomb. With the powerful exorcist dagger in hand, Frank has a great advantage.

Although his magic power is almost exhausted and he can't use more demon hunter seals, he quickly destroyed the monster after several rounds of fighting with the evil spirit with his agile body.

After waiting for a few minutes until there was no movement in the entire catacombs, Frank quickly dropped the exorcist dagger in his hand to avoid the curse on it making him embarrassed again.

He exhaled lightly and wiped the sweat from his forehead. The continuous explosive force made his muscles aching.

"Okay, Priscilla, the battle should be over."

"You did a good job!"

The poetess had been in a tense state. After hearing Frank's praise, she was obviously relieved.

She put down the crossbow in her hand, patted her chest, and said with lingering fear:

"It's so exciting, Frank."

"These evil spirits look so scary, and they are still elusive when they move. As expected, they are all scary monsters as recorded in some legends."

"I will definitely have a nightmare tonight."

The poetess's expression was vivid, her two big eyes were full of emotions, and she was quite excited when she spoke. Obviously, she was not really scared.

Hearing her say this, Frank also joked:

"If you can't sleep and have nightmares, let's drink together tonight."

"I'm actually quite interested in the experience of the bard."

Priscilla heard this and immediately agreed, and at the same time, an excited smile appeared on her face.

"Okay, Frank."

"It's just right, you can talk to me more about the witcher. I am also very interested in the history of your witcher."

"By the way, when I bought the materials for you, I also asked you about the griffin."

"I just heard a piece of news that a hunter has witnessed the traces of the griffin. He is in another village. Let's go and investigate this clue together."

Frank raised his eyebrows when he heard it. He didn't expect that Priscilla was more careful than he thought and could take care of other things while performing the task.

When he was about to say a few more words, a cold wind suddenly blew in a corner seven or eight meters away from him.

A shadow shrouded in eerie ghostly aura slowly condensed. At the same time, the ghostly shadow turned its head to look at Frank, and said in a cold and harsh voice as if metal rubbing against glass:

"Demon Hunter, I didn't expect that I would see a demon hunter again."

"What a surprise to me."

"Boy, I'm Kolgrim from the Viper School, which school are you from?"

"How long has it been since I died? This damn tomb, it trapped my soul here, and has been torturing me, driving me crazy."

"Come on, let's talk, boy."

"Before you kill me, before I go completely crazy, let's have a good chat."