A delicate, silvery-white magic circle suddenly appeared in front of them.
Kefla had been chasing this demon for a long time, pursuing it from all over the world to the capital.
Now that she has finally caught him, she is determined not to let him escape again.
Heni felt the pain and cried out. Ripples appeared around the magic circle, and magic began to spontaneously generate around her.
Her survival instinct made her automatically begin to fight back.
Erica was completely unprepared for things to unfold so suddenly. She watched the standoff anxiously and stamped her foot.
"Professor Victor! Please come and help!"
The next second, Kefla and Henney collided.
Countless tentacles were like long whips carrying sharp spikes, cutting through the air with deadly force!
It tore through layers of air and pierced towards Kefla.
Kefla used her swift silver twin blades to defend against the attacks, but her fists were no match for the countless tentacles.
Two tentacles emerged from the gap in the defense!
"Ugh."
Kefla felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen. Looking down, she saw that her body had been torn open by the two tentacles, leaving a bloody gash.
The two tentacles were still trying to invade her body and completely disembowel her.
Kefla seized the moment when Heni was slow to react, stepped back, and with a flick of her twin blades, severed the two tentacles.
The injured tentacle turned into two puddles of liquid and fell to the ground.
Kefla hastily took out a sip of the clear red medicine to replenish her strength, and then quickly wrapped a bandage around her wound.
"Kevlar!"
Erica cried out in worry, but in the current situation, she was powerless to intervene.
Kefla charged upwards once more, and the dark tentacles on Heni's body attacked her again.
She flipped into the air on a tentacle, which, as expected, turned back to track her.
A cold glint flashed in Kefla's eyes, and in an instant, her figure moved wildly like a shooting star.
A flash of white light, and she appeared behind Henney.
The silver-white dagger seemed to possess a special power, easily slicing through the black membrane covering Heni's body.
Two wounds remained, and trickles of blood flowed from behind Hennie.
Hene cried out in pain, the pain seemingly bringing her back to consciousness.
The next second, she felt everything go black and she completely fainted.
"Henry!"
Erica gasped in surprise; Henne's unconsciousness made her realize something was very wrong.
However, Kefla had already done a somersault, moving away from Henney and landing smoothly on the ground.
"Poor fighting skills; trying to use the same move twice."
Kefla twirled her dagger in her hand, deliberately feigning an opening to injure herself, thus seizing the opportunity during a lull in her attack.
She fell for it.
Kefla tore off the bright red bandages covering her body, revealing her waist.
The Witcher's powerful regenerative abilities have completely healed her wounds.
There wasn't even a scratch on it.
Suddenly, the surrounding tentacles began to move unconsciously, as if they had gone completely mad.
Kefla held the dagger protectively in front of her, her expression extremely serious.
Something's not right.
Any demonic vessel that is attacked by her two special daggers will be forcibly detached from the host's body.
Kefla's attacks, which seemed to harm Heni, were actually helping her break free from the demon's control.
Now, the demon's true form has not only failed to detach from its host, but instead...
"The power has become even more ferocious?"
She couldn't understand it; the next second, an even thicker layer of ink adhered to Henney's body.
A reverberating sound, like that from the abyss, resounded from Henny.
"Gulp... You're really amazing, Witcher."
Erica was stunned for a moment upon hearing this address.
Miss Kefla is a Witcher!?
Demon hunters, also known as demon hunters, are the absolute mortal enemies of demons.
No wonder Kevlar asked herself that question.
She may have already sensed Henney's devilish scent from her when she first met her.
When Kefla realized that the other party had recognized her, she was not surprised, but an uncontrollable violent glint flashed in her purple pupils.
Her witcher bloodline made it difficult for her to control her emotions when facing such filthy creatures.
That is the instinct to hunt demons.
If she could still remain clear-headed before, now that the demon's true form has appeared, she has begun to lose her mind.
Henney's body stood up mechanically, like a puppet on a string, and the dark shadow behind her began to expand continuously.
In an instant, the gushing ink completely engulfed Henney.
Erica stared in disbelief at what was happening before her.
A dark and enormous body began to gradually rise from the ink.
Her tiny shadow clearly made it impossible for the demon's true form to be easily revealed.
So it stretched out a large mouth, devouring the boundary of the shadow.
In an instant, the shadow grew to an exaggerated size.
What emerged was a head with two horns, no eyes or nose, only a giant head with a tongue a hundred meters long sticking out.
It sprayed ink into the sky, completely covering the already gloomy sky with endless darkness.
As if squeezed from within dark clouds, clumps of liquid-like flesh began to rise from the shadows, transforming into a small mountain.
Its wildly expanding body forced Erica and Kefla back dozens of meters.
The two of them stared at the enormous beast before them.
Kefla became even more excited, her body trembling like a wild beast.
Erica stared blankly at the colossal hand that blotted out the sky and the berserk Kefla.
This is simply not something they can defeat.
The demon's bloated body instantly tore open a vertical slit in front of it, then suddenly opened wide.
Thousands of sharp teeth and foul-smelling slime were mixed with the corpses of various creatures.
Those are the spoils of the devil.
Kefla could no longer contain herself; the Witcher fears no demon.
This also means that Witcher's life is destined to have only two fates.
One possibility is that you'll never see a demon in your entire life, while the other is that you'll be killed by a powerful demon while hunting one.
Without any fear, she transformed into an arrow of white light and burst forth instantly.
However.
She underestimated the devil.
The moment she stepped onto the demon's body, a powerful, dark hand gripped Kefla's neck.
Seeing the pain on her face, the demon laughed.
Its laughter was shrill, like the panic of falling into an abyss, piercing Kefla's eardrums.
"You had a good time just now, little guy."
"Now it's my turn to play."
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