Chapter 376 Hunting (Part 2)

"Surround him! Surround him!"

Following the order, the soldiers formed a big circle to surround the Nephilim who was standing there in a daze. They had never seen such a big guy before, so they were extremely cautious with every step forward.

As the crowd approached, the Nephilim realized that he was surrounded. He loosened his grip, and the skinned stag on his back fell to the snow with a thud. He pulled out the giant axe hanging on his back with a swish, and held it tightly with his bloody hands. His eyes were red, and the heavy breath from his nose dissipated half a meter in front of him. He growled like an angry beast.

"We seem to have pissed off this big guy!" Andrew said to Luga worriedly, holding a javelin in one hand.

"Look, he looks like a bear in this bear skin!" Everyone looked nervous because they had never seen this legendary monster at such a close distance.

"Luga, it's better to be careful. After all, we don't know if the arrows in our hands can kill him."

Aresio hid behind Luca. He spoke worriedly and flipped through the parchment book in his hand from time to time. That was the Bible that he had spent a lot of time hand-copying. He searched hard but could not find any way to kill the Nephilim.

“Can I only rely on the power of God?” Aresio said to himself secretly. He knelt down with a plop, looked up at the sky, and shouted loudly: “Almighty Lord, guide your deceived servants and guide us to defeat this unclean thing!”

Alessio's action made Luca speechless for a moment, after all, he didn't believe in the so-called God. So he picked up Alessio, pointed at the angry Nephilim and said to Alessio: "God is always with us. Look at the arrow stuck in his back. He is not invulnerable, nor is he immortal. As long as we can keep fighting, he will fall!"

At Luca's shout, Aresio came back to his senses. He also saw the arrow on the Nephilim's back, and said with trembling lips: "Yes, yes, you are right, we can indeed hurt him. But, but can you be sure of our..."

"Then hide behind!" Luca called to Aresio, then pulled out a javelin from the leather bag on his waist and bent down to prepare for battle.

Alessio didn't know how to convince Luca, who had made up his mind, and of course he couldn't think of a better way.

"Guys!" Luca shouted to the soldiers around him, "Is he really an ominous creature born by God? But look, the arrow stuck in his back was shot by our warriors. What does this prove? It proves that he is not invulnerable to swords and guns, and that he is not invulnerable to mortal weapons! This also proves that God is on our side. God deprived him of his invulnerability and asked us to kill him!"

"Kill him!"

The soldiers roared, and Luke's shouts dispelled their fear and boosted their morale. The soldiers drew their bows and arrows and aimed at the Nephilim standing in the middle.

"brush!"

Another wave of arrows fired, and dense arrows instantly covered the Nephilim's body.

"roar!"

The pain caused the Nephilim to lose his mind instantly. He roared like a mad grizzly bear, waving the battle axe in his hand and rushing towards the Roman soldier closest to him.

"He's coming! He's coming!"

The soldiers were horrified when they saw the mad "brown bear" rushing towards them. They had no time to draw their bows and arrows. The soldiers who were rushed in the direction of the bear screamed and ran for their lives.

The other soldiers were also panicking. They didn't know what to do, and they pulled their bows and shot arrows at the burly figure. Arrows pierced his body one after another, which only temporarily stopped this terrifying Nephilim for a moment.

"Oh my god, is this big guy really immortal?"

Aresio screamed, watching the roaring Nephilim chasing the soldiers like a hungry wolf chasing a pack of wolves. He spilled a bloody road along the way. He was crazy and brainless. He chased whoever was close to him. Such a purposeless pursuit would quickly drain his physical strength.

"Just like that, run, run! Scatter, scatter so that he can chase you without a goal, tire him out! Tire him out!"

When Luca saw him bleeding, he knew he was dying, so he shouted and ordered the soldiers behind the Nephilim. At this time, he noticed Andrew, who was chasing the Nephilim with a javelin in his hand.

The constant bleeding drove the Nephilim into a frenzy. He ran like a tireless beast, brandishing his axe. Andrew was also chasing the Nephilim with all his might. His intention was very clear: to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and kill the Nephilim from behind.

As they got closer, the Nephilim was gasping for breath and was about to die.

"Go to hell!"

Andrew roared and jumped up behind the Nephilim, trying to ride on the Nephilim's back.

"roar!"

In a flash, the Nephilim swung the axe violently, using his body to drive the axe to turn suddenly. Looking back, before Andrew could react, he saw the black axe handle swinging towards him.

“Boom!”

There was a loud bang and Andrew didn't even have time to cry out in pain. He was hit by the axe handle in mid-air and flew several meters away.

“Andrew!”

Luca shouted loudly. Perhaps the impact was so great that Andrew couldn't recover for a while. He curled up in the snow. It seemed that the pain was about to make him lose consciousness.

Finally, he saw a prey that could not escape, because the constantly gushing blood and continuous roaring had left him with no strength to continue fighting. However, he was not afraid. Braving the baptism of arrows, he slowly approached with the giant axe in both hands.

"Andrew! Andrew!"

The soldiers were shouting his name, and Andrew finally came to his senses amid the noise. He supported himself with his elbows and stood up. Luca even saw the corner of his mouth

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Andrew opened his eyes at this time when everyone shouted, and he realized that the Nephilim was so close to them. He gritted his teeth and supported himself to keep retreating, but it was no use.

The Nephilim's bloody mouth opened into a hideous smile. He weighed the axe and endured the Roman soldiers around him who were desperately shooting arrows at him. He locked his target, and it would be enough for him to just kill this Roman!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

These were the only words uttered by the Nephilim, and even such monotonous language was enough to highlight his cruelty.

Andrew was still moving hard, but he could no longer escape.

The Nephilim was already at his wit's end, and he put one foot on Andrew's foot, holding the axe in both hands ready, ready to kill Andrew like chopping wood.

Andrew's face revealed despair as he lay on the ground, looking at the Nephilim's back full of arrows.

"This guy is really unkillable!"

Andrew said this, seemingly giving up all hope, the last thing he saw was the Nephilim holding up his axe.

"it's over!"

Andrew said to himself secretly.

"drink!"

Just as he was waiting for death to come, he heard a roar. Andrew hurriedly opened his eyes and saw Luca. Luca jumped up and jumped onto his back, stabbing the Nephilim's neck with the javelin in his hand.

The Nephilim screamed like a wolf, and blood gushed out of his neck, staining Luca's face red. He finally lost his last bit of vitality and fell into the thick snow beside Andrew.

The howling of the wolves was getting closer, which meant that Luga and the others had to leave as soon as possible.

"Let's go, Andrew!" Luga wiped the blood off his face, helped Andrew up and tied him to the horse's back.

The group only took the Nephilim away, and the rest were left to the wolves.

(End of this chapter)