Trede's breathing became heavy. Although his gaze towards Winry was filled with hatred, he still maintained his rationality.
Then he turned to Chen Zhao, also full of hatred. "It's all your fault. I'm in this state because of you!"
"Mr. Pemton, you're pushing the blame too far."
"You clearly brought this upon yourself. How can you blame it on me?"
"If you didn't get in my way, things wouldn't have turned out like this. You ruined everything for me! You must die. "
"You're going too far by shouting about killing. We're all civilized people. Can't we just sit down and talk?"
"Trede, why are you still talking to him? Kill him! Hurry up. It's already midnight, "Winry urged impatiently.
Trede was also craving for blood at the moment. He rubbed his teeth and made a cracking sound.
Chen Zhao took two steps back. He really couldn't beat Trede in his current state.
Although Chen Zhao's body was much stronger than normal people, he still couldn't fight against a monster.
Only a monster … a monster from Hell could fight against a monster.
A demonic ritual implement appeared in Chen Zhao's hand. "Bloody Hunter, come out."
A ball of red smoke gushed out of the ritual implement. Trede was still very afraid of Chen Zhao.
Seeing this, he didn't dare to go forward. He took a small step back and looked at Chen Zhao cautiously.
But not long after, a tall figure began to appear in the red smoke.
The Bloody Hunter was successfully summoned!
"Bastard." The moment the Bloody Hunter saw Trede, he looked at him with disdain.
But when he turned to look at Chen Zhao, he immediately lowered his attitude. "Respected living Lord, I'm glad to be of service to you again."
"What's that … a demon? You … you summoned a demon? " Trede also had the Devil Bloodline. Of course, he could feel the pure Devil Bloodline in the Bloody Hunter.
The Bloody Hunter stood up straight. He was a head taller than Red Pemton. His whole body was covered in fur, and his head was that of a bull terrier.
Winry's face was also filled with shock. This person could summon demons?
Moreover, he could summon a pure demon so easily?
How was this possible?
How could he have done such a thing?
He and Trede Pemton had been scheming for a long time, but they had not succeeded yet.
But this Asian had actually summoned a demon so easily.
What was going on?
"Living Lord, are they your enemies?" The Bloody Hunter licked his lips and opened his mouth slightly, revealing a pair of canine teeth.
"Yes, they want to kill me. I'm so scared."
"Then you don't mind if I kill them?"
"Go ahead."
The Bloody Hunter was very happy. Since Chen Zhao had summoned it to the human world, Chen Zhao would definitely not be stingy with rewards.
"Bastard, come here. I'll let you know what a real demon is."
In fact, the Bloody Hunter was also a low-level demon and a mixed-blood.
However, the Bloody Hunter was a hybrid between a demon and a demon, unlike Trede, who was a hybrid between a human and a demon.
Trede was furious. It was not the first time that the Bloody Hunter had called him a bastard.
With an angry roar, he pounced at the Bloody Hunter.
The Bloody Hunter also roared and began to wrestle with Trede.
Both of them attacked with very primitive claws and teeth. It was hard to tell who would win.
Seeing that the Bloody Hunter did not have an absolute advantage, Chen Zhao asked, "Hey, Bloody Hunter, can you defeat him? Do you need me to call two more helpers? "
However, the Bloody Hunter did not have the time to answer Chen Zhao's question. With his pride, he did not want to call for help either.
If he could not even defeat a mixed-blood bastard with an extremely thin bloodline, he would be too ashamed to return to Hell.
Trede Pemton was indeed weaker than him. He could feel it.
It seemed that the two were evenly matched, but in fact, the Bloody Hunter had the upper hand.
His teeth and claws were steadier and sharper. He was stronger and faster.
Winry finally finished the last stage of the sacrificial ritual. She shouted at Trede, "Trede, jump into the Gates of Hell! Hurry! "
Trede suddenly pushed the Bloody Hunter away with all his might. His eyes were bloodshot and he roared crazily, as if he was trying his best to resist Winry's order.
However, his body was not under his control. He was falling toward the pit uncontrollably.
Finally, his willpower collapsed. Winry's power had defeated his willpower.
Trede jumped into the Gates of Hell.
Instantly, a beam of black light shot out from the Gates of Hell, forming a circle of dark clouds in the sky.
Then, huge tentacles extended down from the dark clouds. Winry's face was filled with excitement.
"I did it, I did it. Great Sleeper, you've finally descended upon the human world." Winry opened her arms, her heart filled with joy. "You're going to die, Asian. Do you think you can turn the situation around by summoning a low-level demon? Your beast can't even be mentioned in the same breath as the great Sleeper, Lady Bessita. "
One had to admit that the scene was really shocking. It could be seen even from miles away.
At the moment, David and Sienna, who were in the wilderness, also saw it.
"Sienna, look … What's that?"
"That old witch succeeded … She summoned a demon! She really summoned the demon. "Sienna's expression changed.
"Then … Then isn't Chen in danger?" David panicked.
"Maybe … maybe he has a way." Sienna's expression was extremely serious.
However, her tone was also filled with uncertainty.
Even from so far away, she could clearly feel the evil aura coming from the other side.
"Are you sure?"
"Of course. How can I be sure? I've never seen that thing before," Sienna said, annoyed.
"What should we do?"
"What else can we do? Go and help Chen. Maybe we can defeat that demon together." Sienna still made up her mind and rushed in that direction.
She still had hope. After all, Chen Zhao's power was unfathomable.
She also had a powerful weapon. If they worked together, they might have a chance of winning.
"Check how many bullets you have."
"Ten."
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