C10 Real and Fake

This is dark, far away from civilized worlds, a place that challenges the psychological endurance of people.

Shire knew that illusions were one of the most powerful abilities of devils.

Etienne had once told Shire about a Devil's study manuscript, which analyzed the use of devil's abilities.

Demons could easily see other people's souls, and their souls carried their consciousness, thoughts, and thoughts. Demons only need to slightly affect a human's soul to change a human's understanding of specific things. They would treat day as night. To misunderstand justice as evil, to mistake life for death... the human heart is so small and fragile... So much so that, in the devil's eyes, it's full of mistakes that can be manipulated at will.

Once this kind of wrong understanding is corrected, the devil's trick will disappear. Now that Shire had seen the truth, the fake appearance of the devil's corpse quickly faded away, replaced by Dalton. His body was covered in blood, his skin was pale, and he had been dead for a long time. His broken body was nauseating, from his chest to his hip bone.

"That's why you saw it." Dalton turned his head to look at Shire, and his lips stiffly opened and closed.

"Who is talking?" Frederick heard the dead man speak, and vigilantly got up.

"Danger!" Shire shivered and jumped back. He subconsciously wanted to run far away.

Waren's eyes were burning with the dark green evil fire of the devil.

"Flowing Dark Shadow." His body turned into a shadow and slid across the ground, appearing behind Frederick. He grabbed Frederick's throat with one hand and stabbed Frederick's heart with the other. Blood kept dripping from the tip of the sword.

When Shire saw this scene, he was at a loss. Master Frederick?

"Mistakes. Mistakes." Waren pulled out his sword and kicked Frederick's dead body to the side. "Speaking of which, you really make people worry."

Shire turned around and ran into the forest.

"You know that I can easily catch up to you with a teleportation spell, right?" Waren smiled.

"He looks scared." A dry and hoarse voice echoed from Waren's body. Was it a devil? Was it a devil speaking in Waren's body?

"He will pee his pants." Waren laughed loudly, "Oh my God, poor recruit!"

Shire ran in the dark forest in a panic. He stepped over the fallen leaves and mud. It was too dark, and he could not see anything. He could not see his fingers in front of him. He could not run fast in this situation. However, he had to run. In the end, he fell. Shire stepped on a rock. The rock slid under his feet, and he panicked. His body lost balance, and he fell to the ground. His arm and the ground violently collided, and blood immediately began to flow. The place where his body touched the ground was painful. It was a burning pain.

Damn it - damn it - Shire struggled to get up. Waren's incantation sounded. In the dark night, an even deeper shadow streaked across the ground, and when it appeared, it had already arrived by Shire's side.

"Save your energy." Waren advised him, then pulled out his sword and slashed at Shire.

Shire grabbed his sword. It was so dark that he could not see anything clearly. Waren's sword was flickering. Where would it come from? Left or right?

There was a sound of wind in the air. Waren's arm suddenly stiffened. A rope wrapped around Waren's arm and firmly fixed it.

"You're not dead?" Waren looked over. "The devil left four knives for you."

"When did you hide in Waren's body?" Shire heard a familiar voice.

Etienne stood under the moonlight in the forest. He looked ten years older than before. His white beard was stained with dried blood. His eyes were tired and his hair was messy. Half of his hunter's cloak had been cut off.

"I was originally half a devil. Now I only choose to work with my own kind. Dalton is the only one among you who has made the right decision. Why don't you listen to his opinion?" Waren shrugged his shoulders.

"Come to my side." Etienne instructed, "Be careful not to get hurt."

Shire quickly distanced himself from Waren. His heart was beating crazily, devil! The Blade Demon was still alive! It was in Waren's body!

"Oh, I know. Do you think you can control the situation? You think you are the senior of all the hunters, so you can handle everything with ease. You don't say anything. Because you know Frederick doesn't trust you. But why didn't you follow us? Why did you insist on finding Shire? If you had followed us from the beginning, you would have noticed something."

It's because of me? Everyone died tragically one after another? Shire was in a daze. Because Master Etienne wanted to stay and teach me a lesson, he was a little late to leave. If he was determined from the beginning, Etienne would be able to hunt demons with everyone. Then...

"Fight, don't doubt yourself." Etienne held his sword and stared at the devil, "Don't think about anything other than defeating the devil."

Waren raised his hand and a buzzing sound came from the direction of the camp. The fallen blade flew over from afar and slashed at Etienne.

"Say good night to the old man."

Etienne frowned and slashed at the blade with all his strength. The two weapons collided in the air, creating a shocking sound. The Fallen Blade fell to the ground. The evil weapon lost its breath and the evil force dissipated.

"Tsk. It doesn't seem to work." Waren looked dissatisfied.

This blade flew out from Dalton's corpse. The more Shire thought about it, the more he hated it. Dalton's corpse was a horrible sight to behold. This was how the devil blasphemed the corpses of the hunters. Previously, he hung Julius on the tree, killed Denver, and even killed Master Frederick.

"Waren, I will definitely kill you!" Shire gritted his teeth.

"Calm down." Etienne and Shire stood side by side. Facing this dangerous forest, they said, "Always be cautious and humble. Don't advance rashly. Don't fight for a moment's victory or defeat."

"Under such circumstances, do you still have the mood to educate your apprentices?" Waren laughed, "Shire, if you are smart, then surrender. I have told you before, life is number one."

"The Devil Hunter is passed down from generation to generation. What do you know?" Etienne responded with a loud voice, "Alright, stop trying to sow discord between us. Try to damage our morale or our confidence. Devil, show yourself and fight fair and square."

"As you wish." An ethereal voice sounded from Waren's body. His eyes darkened, and a wide cloak wrapped around his body. He didn't need any external support, nor did he have a pair of wings on his back. However, he was able to walk in the air. All signs indicated that he had already accepted the evil power of the devil.

Etienne spat and pointed his sword at Waren. "Nuin Sharp Edge!"

The incantation formed a sword light. Bang!

"You want to use a powerful weapon to fight me? So this is the inheritance of the Devil Hunter, the Fire of Life." Waren sneered. Holding the sword with his right hand, the long sword in Etienne's hand made an ear-piercing sound. It was bent in an instant, and the rusted sword could no longer be used. The shape of the spell also changed from a sharp crescent to a disc-shaped ripple. Its power was greatly reduced. Only a few insignificant wrinkles were left on Waren's cloak.

Etienne threw the rusted sword to the ground. "If Frederick had used it, you would have been crushed long ago."

"Frederick is mighty! Frederick was powerful! What a powerful Frederick! How did Frederick die?!" Waren laughed hoarsely. His laughter made Shire feel sad," The most threatening person among you is just a corpse now... And you, you know nothing about sharpness. "

He stretched out his hand, and the stone walls around the ruins made an ear-piercing sound of wear and tear. The shape of the stone changed drastically. It was stretched and extended by a strange force. It turned into sharp stone spikes, like the sharp protrusions at the edge of a crown.

"Run! Etienne! Flee like an animal." Waren pointed at Etienne, and one of the stone spikes stabbed towards the old hunter. Etienne heard the sound of the wind, so he tried his best to avoid it.

Seeing the old hunter in a sorry state, Waren smiled with satisfaction.

"And you." Waren looked at Shire. "Um..."

He found that Shire was staring at him.

"Little hunter, could it be that you also..."

"Phantom Divine Power!"

Bang!

A huge force cut through the air, and from top to bottom, it smashed towards Waren who was in the air, smashing his body heavily onto the ground. When the armor collided with the ground, the force was shocking. Etienne turned his head and saw this scene, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Shire, you..."

"This is the magic that Geffany taught me today." Shire also did not expect this spell to have such a powerful effect. He quickly took out the crossbow and loaded it on the wooden crossbow.

"What a pity, what a pity..." Etienne's voice sounded very regretful.

What was a pity? Shire did not understand.

Waren stood up in a strange position. It was as if there was a force pulling his back and lifting him up from the ground. His posture was stiff, and it did not seem like he was moving on his own.

"This is disgusting." Waren's pitch-black eyes gradually became clear again, and above his head, a tall black shadow gradually appeared.

"Banish from the Heavens!" Etienne would never miss this opportunity, and released a curse on the devil statue.

"I'll be frank. The so-called incantations that you have inherited are all trash." A ripple appeared on the devil statue, but it didn't seem to have much of an effect.

It flew towards the direction of the fire. Shire saw a soul floating out of Frederick's corpse from afar. It looked painful, as if it had been through a lot of suffering. The devil pointed at the soul. The soul quickly collapsed, turned dark, fell, and solidified. It decayed and turned into a real Devil Substance that adhered to the image of the devil. It formed a new demon body. The Hunter Master's soul was blasphemed and turned into a new demon body.

"I still have something to do." The Blade Demon had completely recovered.

A blade light slashed across, and Etienne fell to the ground. The powerful old hunter couldn't even withstand a single blow from Devil God.

A huge terror struck Shire's heart. This was a true, powerful, invincible devil. The hunting plan had all failed, and the hunters were killed one after another. Soon, all of them would be buried in Twilight Forest.

"Phew, I finally left. The old hunter died in an instant." Waren stood where he was and pressed on his temple. "Knife is really a ferocious and vicious guy. Hehe, now it's my turn to use the silver key..."

Shire seized the moment when Waren was least prepared. He raised his crossbow and quickly pulled the trigger at him. The arrow hit Waren in the face and hit right between his eyes. It pierced through the bridge of his nose and into his brain.

He had thought about which was faster between chanting spells and firing arrows, and now he knew the answer.