"It's Becky!"

A moment later, a team of fully armed witch hunters rushed over and looked at the corpse of the blonde witch hunter on the ground, with a very ugly expression.

"The throat is bitten open and sucking blood, a typical vampire commits crime... and is he so unruly, a wanderer?"

Jock held a thick double-barrel hunting rifle in both hands and came to the vampire's corpse again: "Well, one shot is fatal! It uses holy gunpowder and hilarious silver bullets. Which passing witch hunter took action? Save us a lot of trouble!"

This kind of vampire with no restrictions can easily fall into an uncontrollable state of eating, causing panic.

At the same time, he was still a little worried: "Why are vampires wandering around us? Is it happening to the dark world? What about Hulk? How is he?"

Compared to Becky, the injured Hulk worried him even more: ‘If I had known, I wouldn’t have let him go. I don’t know where he is now?’

"Wait! Choke, I think you should come and have a look at this!"

A witch hunter with a toothpick in his mouth squatted on the ground, checking the corpse of the giant bat monster.

As soon as he pulled his right hand, a silver flying knife fell into his palm, and there were marks on the hilt of the knife, forming the shape of 'h,k'.

"Is this... Hulk's flying knife?"

Jock rubbed his eyes: "He bought this knife from me..."

"Well, it looks like Jock, you have a very powerful nephew!"

The witch hunter smiled with a toothpick in his mouth.

"No?"

Jock looked confused: "He has injuries..., it is definitely not fake. I checked it in the morning..."

"If it's injured, there's still such combat power..."

The witch hunter with a toothpick in his mouth narrowed his eyes: "Then he may have the potential to become...!"

The witch hunter's voice was full of yearning, but when it came to the key point, he lowered his tone and felt a lot of envy.

...

"It's worthy of being the heart of a vampire..."

At this time, Fang Yuan looked at the glass jar in front of him, and his heart soaked in transparent liquid seemed to be pulsing slightly, blooming with amazing vitality.

"Only with this material can we create healing water that connects broken limbs, right?"

He shook his head: "It's a pity... I'm not a pharmacist, otherwise I would just make one and give it to Jock."

Of course, the blood in the heart of vampires cannot be used casually. If there is no professional pharmacist to remove the toxins and bacteria in it, it will be more powerful than any poison.

"Ahem..."

Fang Yuan coughed a few times and stroked his chest: "Of course... the most basic thing is to cure the injury in his chest!"

At this time, he was in a bridge hole with sharp eyes and golden eyes. Even if it was dark, it was as bright as daylight to him.

"This power has to pay a price to bother me for so long!"

Fang Yuan tore open the bandage and immediately saw the trauma in his chest.

There were three traces side by side, as if they were caught by some sharp claws. At this time, there was still no scab, but blood was constantly leaking out.

A sense of burning heat and conflict still cannot be coiled in the chest.

He closed his eyes slightly and recalled the previous scene:

In front of the church, a monster with goat horns and seemed to be burning inside her body rushed to the novice witch hunter and grabbed it with one claw!

A flame suddenly roared and imprinted on his chest.

"Huh... the man who was surrounded and suppressed is a demon! The night family who serves the demon... is the power of the demon left on me?"

"It's a pity to drive away such a power..."

Fang Yuan looked at the burning marks around the claw marks and a sneer appeared on his face.

The witch hunter does not reject the use of the power of the dark world. When catching vampires, they will definitely extract their blood from their hearts and create healing water.

But how good is he?

The purpose of deliberately not expelling this force is to explore and research.

At this time, I had already had some clues and had to walk away. Otherwise, if I were seen by Qiao Ke and the others, I might have some bad associations.

"The so-called demonic power..."

Fang Yuan took out a test tube and bit off the bottle stopper, which contained some translucent liquid.

This is a holy water, an essential material for witch hunters' exercises. It can quickly restore energy and vitality and even stimulate cell regeneration.

But at this time, among his golden eyes, the so-called holy water is only one side with the power of the demon.

"I have known for a long time that the power system in this world cannot resist the radiation of the inner demon world. If you want to fight against the demon, you can only find power from the demon..."

This is different from healing. If other demon hunters know that the abilities they use, even the root cause, are related to demons, they don’t know how many faiths will collapse.

"So... the best way to heal yourself is to directly devour this demon's power!"

During the period when he was in bed and recuperating, Fang Yuan had roughly thought of a solution.

Of course, this process may cause trouble and criticism. You must act on your own and cannot be discovered by the witch hunter.

"Actually, after all... it's just accepting!"

Fang Yuan sneered and completely gave up resisting.

Suddenly, burns spread around the claw marks on his chest, carrying the power of a demon.

"Um!"

This force surged throughout his body in an instant, causing his blue veins to swell up, his skin was filled with a strange color, and even a little agitated, as if a little mouse was hiking around in it.

A strong demonic aura emanated from him.

No matter when the witch hunter saw this scene, he would think he had fallen!

Even ordinary people may fall into monsters after being infected by the Dark Night Family! There are even examples of injured witch hunters!

And such a witch hunter will undoubtedly be killed directly.

"Is this...chaotic will?"

The demonic power flowed all over his body, and Fang Yuan's pupils emitted purple light, and he suddenly felt a powerful will.

In front of him, he seemed to see the tall figure of a demon, his hideous appearance, the horns on his head, and the burning flames around him. He was undoubtedly the real master worshipped by the demon!

"Oh? Is another witch hunter falling down? OK! Very good! Let go of your body and mind, completely accept the embrace of darkness, and you can gain the power of me, the great flame demon Seth!"

The demon phantom looked at Fang Yuan and made a sound that shook the soul.

"What did you say?"

In front of this flaming demon, Fang Yuan's will manifested and turned into a giant standing tall with a body of at least a thousand times that of a demon, and he lowered his head and looked down.

“…”

The flame demon was speechless and then retreated without saying a word.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

The giant transformed by Fang Yuan's will just reach out and grab the demon, grinding it into pieces.

"It's just a will condensed in a piece of power. How can it be comparable to my true will?"

"The power of the demon must carry a chaotic will, as well as the intention of the demon's original deity... If you use it rashly, you will definitely be polluted, or even corrupt your mind, and become a true relative!"

Fang Yuan looked at his chest.

At this time, there was a glory there, and the original claw marks had long disappeared.

Even after getting up, he moved casually and immediately felt that his condition was unprecedentedly good.

"At this time, I absorbed some of the demon's power, but was not affected or controlled by it... Is this also a blasphemy in a sense?"

Fang Yuan looked at his hands.

The original skin became whiter and more delicate at this time, and even the calluses that were often exercised disappeared, and even a layer of charming luster appeared on the surface.

"If I really accept these demonic powers completely, then I will become a magician...but, even if I do, I don't like this demonic deity's power...and I won't use it to imprison myself."

Fang Yuan did not hesitate and poured a mouthful of holy water.

Boom!

The potion that was originally very helpful to the witch hunter turned into flames, burning from his throat to his stomach.

"The so-called demonic power and the power in the holy water are all one side!"

"With the help of holy water as the lead and with my divine essence, we can completely induce it to transform and turn into a pure witch hunter power..."

In an instant, milky white flames seemed to burn on his body.

Not long after, the original demonic aura disappeared, and there was only a young demon hunter who had completely recovered his health.

Crack! Crack!
To be continued...