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Volume 2 The Long Road Chapter 70 Massacre

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    Although Constance's face was expressionless, he was extremely happy in his heart.

    She had experienced the power of this mysterious state when she was hunting colorful birds. The only thing she hoped for now was that it could last a little longer so that she could deal with the green bear beast in front of her.

    Aifubi fell into "madness" again and screamed there.

    "My God, my God, did Constance just get lucky? This is really a perfect dodge. Could it be that this bloody beauty inspired her potential and allowed her to perform beyond her level?"

    Constance was not in the mood to pay attention to the poetic meaning of the "literary commentator" in her ears. Falling into a mysterious state, she raced against time and took the initiative to post it.

    Green Bearmon was still thinking about why the hit he was aiming for didn't hit, but when he saw the enemy approaching, he didn't have time to think too much, and he leaned down and sprinted again.

    I saw one person and one beast in the field completing a "collision" in the center of the field. No, there was no collision. Constance seemed to have arranged the script and completed the transformation half a second before the Green Bear beast hit her.  Thread, he flashed to the left side of Green Bear Beast, grabbing and lifting it with his hand.

    "It's stabbed."

    The sound of the sword breaking through the body seemed to be amplified countless times, echoing in the ears of everyone present.

    Constance used his hand at the most suitable angle and gently exerted force to pull out the ice sword that was firmly stuck between the green bear beast's armor.

    The originally white-edged dagger turned into a bloody sword, and the meridians-like lines were covered with blood, as if they had turned into real meridians beating there.

    And when the sharp sword blade broke the skin and separated from the body, it also took away a few pieces of frozen meat from the green bear beast.

    The dagger was separated from the body, and the wound expanded. The wound that was originally just dripping blood turned into a "fountain". Green Bearmon clearly felt that its power was flowing with the blood, and its head became dim.

    Constance retrieved the weapon, became more powerful, placed the sword at his side, and charged at the Green Bear Beast again.

    "Look at the hunter Constance, like a brave and fearless warrior, charging towards the powerful enemy again, the dagger in his hand glowing with white and red light in the air."

    With one sword, it seemed that it broke through the scales of the Blue Bear beast and penetrated straight into the Blue Bear beast's muscles.

    The most obvious danger of losing a lot of blood is slowness of movement. Although his eyes clearly saw the trajectory of the sword and the oncoming Constance, Green Bearmon's head was half a beat slower. It can be said that one step is slower and the other is slower, protected by the bear's paws.  It's long overdue.

    With one thrust and one draw, Constance's sword twisted and drawn in the green bear's flesh along a forty-five-degree angle, as if it had been measured with a protractor.

    With one successful blow, there was another bloody hole in Green Bear Beast's body.

    "If this continues, our green bear beast can be placed in the square as a fountain." Aifubi made a small joke, but it did not make anyone in the venue laugh. Now even the originally somewhat careless  Wesker braced himself and watched the one-sided battle on the field with all his concentration.

    "Roar." The severe pain caused Green Bear to let out a painful roar. Its hind legs gave out, and its original sprinting posture turned into a sliding motion. It rolled in a circle on the ground and lay on the ground shaking its limbs slightly, but unable to move.

    "I told you to hit me!" Constance felt the pain on the right side of his body, bared his teeth, looked at the green bear lying on the ground in front of him, almost unable to move, and felt proud.

    Constance walked over slowly.

    The leather-soled boots made a "tatata" sound on the sand, but in the green bear beast, it turned into the death song.

    The murderous intent and anger no longer appeared in the two small eyes of the green bear beast, only panic remained. All the spirit of resistance was defeated by the aura of Constance. Constance seemed to be fighting at this time.  The invincible god of war.

    "Oh, it's really surprising. Hunter Constance actually has such strength. It's really terrifying, but why didn't she use it as soon as possible?" Avbi sighed again,  In the eyes of everyone in the venue, the strength of crushing the nearly high-level green bear beast just now was far beyond what a first-level hunter could achieve.

    "Mr. Blue Bearmon, where do you want to open a blood hole?" Constance smiled, standing in front of Green Bearmon, like a gentleman, but he said words that were full of contradiction.

    Although Green Bearmon couldn't understand human speech, looking at Constance, he knew that the hunter in front of him was mocking him, and she was going to stab him with that cold sword.

    Green Bearmon could not sit still and wait for death, so he mustered up the little courage left in his heart and waved his bear paw again.

    "It's a pity that I am completely exhausted, the bear paw attack is no longer as powerful as before, and the speed is only half of what it used to be."

      But the advantage of this move is that it is unexpected. Who would have thought that the Blue Bear Beast, which had no power to fight back, would still fight to the death? No, someone thought of it, and that was Constance.

    Constance, in a mysterious state, seemed to be an all-knowing god. Her eyes only saw the muscles in Green Bearmon's arms bulging and shrinking, and she raised her left leg like a conditioned reaction.

    "Huh." The swing was empty. Constance dodged the final attack of Green Bear Beast, and the bear's paw almost touched the sole of Constance's left foot.

    "Be careful, ah, it's so powerful! You can dodge all this. Did Constance take some magic elixir? This, this is really powerful." Avibi turned her head and asked, "Mr. Wesker, what are you doing now?"  Is it possible to do this?"

    Wesker shook his head, "It's okay once, but if it keeps doing this, there's no guarantee."

    While Afbe was still talking nonsense, Constance¡¯s revenge had already begun.

    At this time, Green Bearmon wished that he was the most rubbish and weakest Green Bearmon, so that he would die in the first place and not have to endure such pain.

    One difference between the upper-level Blue Bearmon and the lower-level Blue Bearmon is its vitality.

    "Poof." The ice sword pierced the green bear beast's left hind leg.

    "Pfft." The ice sword also left a mark on the green bear beast's right hind leg.

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    Soon, the green bear beast¡¯s limbs blossomed, spraying blood outwards.

    Killing, this is naked killing, Constance didn¡¯t understand how she could do such a thing, as if there was a voice in her heart ordering her.

    "Woo." Green Bearmon made the last sound from its throat, whining and losing consciousness.

    "It's over. Green Bear finally died in this final one-sided killing. It's really terrible." Espy silently mourned for Green Bear for half a second in his heart, and then looked back at the timing hourglass behind him.

    "Although the fight was beautiful and the hunting art was fully displayed, the time took a bit too long. The final killing was satisfying, but it was too unwise. The time was only fifteen minutes." Hearing Aifubi's voice, everyone in the venue  The gamblers cheered. Although they saw a gripping hunt, what they cared about most was the money in their pockets.

    The moment he killed the Blue Bear Beast, Constance also broke away from that mysterious state, and all the pain and fatigue in his limbs came back in one breath.

    "It feels good to be a god." Constance collapsed weakly on the ground, breathing heavily, "Let's call it a god state."

    "Please ask the doctor to treat Constance the hunter first, and then we will announce the results of the bet." Avbi called, and then two doctors entered the room and gathered around Constance, who was slumped on the ground, to check and treat him.

    "Mr. Wesker, it's up to you now." Avbi handed the "microphone" to Wesker.

    "Are you giving a score? I don't know if everyone recognizes it. I think the score is" Constance suddenly felt dizzy and fell weakly into the doctor's arms.

    Thank you all for your support. It¡¯s the tragic day of school again. There are no more saved manuscripts. I can¡¯t do two chapters a day like in the past, but one chapter every day.

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