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Chapter 384 Immortal Body

On the other hand, Henrik quickly entered the battle state when Grey jumped down. When he was thrown out, the familiar crossbow and cross sword were already in his hands one by one.

The man was in mid-air, and he had shot an arrow at the werewolf who was still eating, and then threw away the crossbow without hesitation, leaving only the cross sword in his hand.

"Roar!" The werewolf had the intuition like a beast and immediately felt the danger.

However, because Gray had already covered the aura of the two before jumping down, neither werewolf nor Dracula noticed them.

At this time, Henrik shot an arrow, and even if the werewolf had already felt the danger, he could not completely avoid it. However, after all, he was in mid-air. The arrow lost some accuracy and finally shot it on the werewolf's left arm.

The power of the holy water flowed into the wound, and the werewolf suddenly howled. The flesh and blood on his left arm were instantly burned through the sacred power of the holy water, and his entire arm was melted from the wound, and there was a tendency to continue to spread upward along his arm.

"roar!"

The werewolf screamed in pain and kept screaming. His other claw grabbed the flesh on the wound, trying to grab all the flesh stained with the power of holy water.

Henrik landed and slashed over with a sword.

The werewolf rolled on the spot and grabbed the leftover dwarf wreck of it and threw it at Henrik.

The cross sword slashed the bones, shattering the bloody bones, and then continued to kill the werewolf with constant retention.

At this time, the werewolf had already grabbed most of the flesh and blood on his left arm, leaving only bloody bone stubble.

However, when it swallowed a lot of flesh and blood these days, and when it could not eat wild animals and humans, Dracula would even feed it to the dwarfs, and a huge vitality had accumulated in its body.

Moreover, the werewolf itself has very strong vitality and has so much vitality to use. The injuries on the arm are recovering almost visible to the naked eye, and the flesh and bones are growing again.

Looking at the cross sword that continued to kill, the werewolf's eyes flashed with violent murderous intent, but he was so cunning that he did not entangle with him. He jumped onto the wall and crawled towards another place.

The werewolf's claws can grasp the wall tightly and move on the walls on the vertical ground, but Henrik is not really helpless.

He took out a porcelain bottle from his small pocket and threw it directly on the wall. The bottle shattered and the green powder floated away on the wall.

The werewolf took a breath unexpectedly, and suddenly felt his nose and throat burning, and his body was extremely itchy.

The werewolf originally had three claws holding the wall, and suddenly sneezes and fell directly from the wall.

When Henrik threw out the bottle, he took out another bottle, sprinkled the things inside on himself calmly, and rushed over with a cross sword.

The werewolf was itchy all over. He could not achieve effective defense and counterattack in the face of Henrik's attack. Not long after, his body was covered in scars, which greatly dragged it down to restore the speed of its arms.

Moreover, Henrik's Cross Sword is a weapon made by Grey, which has a certain gram-making effect on the werewolf's self-healing ability. Although it is not all silver and its effect is not as good as all silver weapons, its gram-making effect is not weak.

So the werewolf found that his injuries were recovering slowly and slowly, and the vitality in his body was like being subjected to slow magic, and he was running at a rapid speed in his body.

Of course, with the wisdom of the werewolf, he couldn't think so much. He just felt that he couldn't do it anymore and instinctively began to be scared and wanted to escape.

But Henrik was well prepared and would not give it a chance to escape at this time. All kinds of props were released, and he even grabbed its flaw and inserted a silver dagger into its shoulder blades.

In this way, the werewolf, who was already at a disadvantage, was even more unable to compete with Henrik.

Henrik's Demon Hunter is different from Gray. He usually uses various props to weaken the monster to the greatest extent, and then easily defeat it. This time, werewolf experienced what equipment suppression is, and it cannot bear it with bare hands.

On the other hand, Dracula did not receive equipment suppression, but she was as frustrated as a werewolf.

Because he found that not only was his injury not healed, but his peak state seemed to have become stronger.

Of course, Gray could tell him clearly that this was an illusion, and that the little achievement he got when he came to this world was still lying quietly in the page.

The so-called stronger is just that Gray used the ring a little. Although this thing is of no use to a powerful monster like Dracula, it can be done with small interference.

brush!

Grey cut off most of the wings behind Dracula with a sword, but he also knocked him out and smashed a wooden box behind him.

"We have no grudges, there is no need to live to the death. Do you really want to work for God? Can you go to heaven if you do this? It's impossible, heaven is full of hypocrisy."

Gray shook his head, "I dare not say you were wrong about anything else, but there is one thing you said wrong."

"What, do you think heaven is really a good place? Only the world is the most suitable for us."

"No, I mean, you're going to die, don't make the order wrong." After Gray said that, he stepped out a hole on the ground, and the man had instantly arrived in front of Dracula, and the sword in the lake was slashed with thunder.

"you···"

Dracula hurriedly dodged, but this move was a blow that Gray had waited for the best opportunity to explode with all his strength. How could he easily dodge?

The ring on his hand flashed slightly, and Dracula's dodging movement stumbled slightly. Although he quickly broke free from the illusion, it was in this short moment that the sword in the lake cut him into two from his shoulders.

However, even so, Dracula was not dead yet. He held his two halves with his hands, and countless granulations stretched out from the wounds of the two halves, trying hard to get them together.

The cover of the faith furnace on Grey's neck opened, and the divine fire jumped out, and as his hands circled, a huge flame barrier formed around the two.

Dracula watched the cage form, but she was unable to resist because his body needed to recover with all his strength, and she had no unnecessary experience to care about anything else.

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