rune hunter

Chapter 9
In the east, the belly was pale, and before the first ray of sunlight passed through the forest, a huge black shadow flitted across the sky and flew towards the place where the cooking smoke in the forest rose.

The gargoyle folded its bat wings, the red gemstones in its eyes gleamed a few times, and it landed quietly outside the village with a lightness that contrasted sharply with its huge body.It carefully observed the movement around it, and after confirming that it did not attract any attention, its abdomen split open from the middle without a sound.

Diwen with a gloomy face came out of the gargoyle's belly. His eyes were still not healed, but he simply treated them with bandages.The feathered arrow shot by El pierced into his eye socket, and the force of the rotation smashed half of his head into a paste.Although this kind of injury is not fatal to the cursed priest, it is indeed difficult to deal with.

It's just that the credit for capturing the Dancing Light Snake is so tempting that he endured the pain and rushed over to swallow it all for himself.The ghoul army led by Cross was so powerful that it must have attracted the hunter's attention.

As a spellcaster, Divin was well aware of the horrors of the natural forces in the primeval forest, and believed that the hunter would entangle Cross for a long time.And this period of time is just convenient for him to act in secret.

The first time he left the protection of the gargoyle, Diwen released the arrow protection on himself, and he still had lingering fears about the hunter's archery.This kind of spell fluctuation might attract Tiana's attention, but he was sure that the girl hadn't recovered yet.

Divin spread his palms, and a mass of black muddy object slowly squirmed in his palm. Following the direction of its movement, the cursed priest turned his gaze to the only noble house in the village.

The house was empty, not even a watchdog.A simple door lock is not an obstacle at all, and it doesn't even require a complete unlocking technique.The smooth infiltration process made Diwen himself a little unbelievable. He stood outside the dormitory door and explored carefully, but found no magic alarm or trap.

Is that woman really mentally overdrawn?Diwen still had concerns in his heart. Although he had detected that his target was behind this door, he hesitated and did not act immediately.The nickname of the Dancing Snake did not come out of thin air. In the three months of conflicts with the sect, at least 20 cursed believers and three cursed priests fell in her hands.

Thinking too much at this time might delay the opportunity, so Diwen collected himself and carefully pushed open the door, holding a ball of black metal rope tightly in the other hand hidden in his sleeve.

This is a capture item specially made by the alchemists within the sect for the Dancing Light Snake. The activated metal with the power of curse can quickly restrain the target without harming it, and it can also prevent the target's magic power from condensing.The prototype of this kind of prop comes from the sex toys circulated among the upper-class nobles. It has been improved over the years of experience in dealing with girls. Now the additional anti-magic effect is the embodiment of the technical content.

The moment the door was pushed open, Diwen raised his hand and threw the black rope into the bedroom.The black rope trembled in mid-air, and rushed into the bedding like lightning, and the girl's mournful cry came from the bed immediately.

This thing is so easy to use?Diwen looked at the petite body that was constantly twisting and struggling under the quilt, and some thoughts that should not have appeared in his mind.He wondered whether to order more of these ropes for critical study when he got back, as he went into the bedroom.

When he approached the head of the bed and was about to speak, he suddenly felt something was wrong.Diwen lifted the quilt violently, revealing the panting girl inside.

Tika, who was only wearing pajamas, had her hands tied behind her back, and the black rope was tightly wrapped around her body, highlighting the girl's immature breasts.Originally, in order to prevent the target from chanting a spell, the rope was wrapped around the girl's neck three full times. Tika struggled desperately in panic, but it became tighter and tighter, and fell into a state of suffocation.

The tracking bug in his hand showed that the target was in the room, and Diwen thought he had just seen Tiana's moon-white long hair scattered outside the quilt.But when he lifted the quilt, he found the shattered traces of illusion. Diwen's fingers couldn't help trembling. He finally realized that he had stepped into a trap, but it was too late.

There was a twist of light in the air behind her, and Tiana jumped out from the shadow behind the door, using all her strength to insert the broken staff into the cursed priest's lower back.

A scorching light burst out from the broken part of the staff, illuminating the entire room like daylight.A large number of light elements gathered, but because there was no time and no conditions to form a spell, they directly turned into the most primitive torrent of elements.

Gunpowder that is not contained in the cartridge case is still highly incendiary.The torrent of elements condensed by light elements instantly emitted astonishing heat, burning everything around like a flame.

Divin let out a non-human scream, barely forming the simplest spell syllable, breaking a small gap in the disordered torrent of elements.Black smoke was billowing from his body, he rushed forward a few steps in embarrassment, smashed the window and fell headlong.

Tiana's body shook, her face was as pale as paper.All that was left of her magic staff was a lump of coke, and the damage from the torrent of elements did not distinguish between enemy and friend, and it also left burn marks on her body.The hands holding the staff tightly were already scorched black, and even the face was scalded with little blisters.

Enduring the pain, the girl quickly untied the black rope tied around Tikka's body, and rescued the innocent girl.If there is no one to guide, the black rope is actually easy to handle, which may also consider the special needs of some nobles who have no power to restrain the chicken.

She was awakened from the moment the cursed priest cast the spell, and as the opponent expected, she did not recover.Without getting enough rest, she could only use the opponent's misunderstanding to create such a crude trap.While Tiana felt guilty for implicating ordinary people, she had no choice now.

"Ahem... what's going on?" Tika, who escaped from the rope, held his throat and stared at Tiana in horror. She didn't know what happened.

"It's not safe here, find a place to hide immediately." Tiana threw the black rope into the corner, the metal cut through her scorched palm, and the blood dripping on the white sheet was particularly eye-catching.

"Ah! Your hand..."

"It's okay, don't worry about it, where is the kitchen?" Tiana bit her lips and asked quickly.

"Turn right behind the stairs."

Tiana nodded, turned and ran away.She didn't know how long the damage caused to the cursed priest just now could be delayed. According to past experience, such low-level priests have many ways to recover their strength.Rather than relying on the weakness of the enemy, it is more practical to arm yourself first.

The kitchen of a lord's house may be heaven to the average villager, always stocked with a rich variety of food for the lord and his relatives and friends to enjoy.Even the most stingy aristocrat, the kitchen will not lack the most basic reserves of ham, cheese, red wine and white bread, but these are good things that many villagers will never be able to eat for a lifetime.

Even though she hadn't eaten since last night, hunger wasn't Tiana's biggest threat.She just picked up a piece of cheese and stuffed it into her mouth, swallowing hard while looking for a suitable weapon quickly.In the eyes of the most dangerous wanted men in the northern counties, the kitchen in every noble mansion was synonymous with a small armory.

Unprocessed cheese is sour, fishy and greasy, which is difficult to swallow, but fortunately, it can provide a lot of calories.Tiana took the meat chopping knife in her hand, picked up a small bag of flour and a few table knives, kicked open the back door and went straight to the front yard.

Using both hands and feet, Diwen struggled to climb out of the courtyard door. The torrent of elements that erupted close to him left a huge wound on his back, and almost half of his internal organs were in a half-cooked state.He stretched out his tongue, wanting to curse the crazy girl with the most vicious language, but the fear in his heart urged him to flee as soon as possible.

He finally understood why the archbishop favored this girl so much that he wanted to capture and submit alive even if he offered a reward.When it comes to ruthlessness, Tiana is above most followers of the sect of the curse.She was ruthless to the enemy, and she was ruthless to herself. With Diwen's cautious and cautious character, Diwen would never consider such a trap, so she didn't take corresponding precautions, and the result was naturally extremely miserable.

The sound of hurried footsteps approaching quickly from behind, Diwen raised his head, and saw Tiana rushing towards him with a kitchen knife, her eyes were red from the smoke, and there was a strange talisman on her face mixed with flour and soot that looked like a ghostly talisman. smile.The broken black cloak flew in the air as he ran, and there was still a yellow-white brain-like sticky substance hanging from his mouth, looking like a demon.

For the first time in his life, the cursed priest who pretended to be gods and ghosts was scared to pee.

Are you not an aristocrat?Are you not a magician?An alpaca flew past in Diwen's heart. He didn't care about the injury, and stretched out a hand to slide quickly in the air. Several magic amulets left in his waist burst one after another, jetting out black air one after another.He was already considered a half-undead creature, so he seldom carried protective amulets on his body. Instead, he mostly had props for various instant curse spells.

Tiana sprinted very fast, and the curse spell released by Divin in a hurry missed the target and passed by her.Only a curse spell hit her chest, the girl let out a muffled grunt, her feet went limp and she fell to her knees, but at that moment she also threw the flour sack in her hand towards the cursed priest.

The bag of flour blocked another curse spell, and it exploded between the two of them, and the air was suddenly filled with white mist.Diwen wanted to chant spells, but was choked by flour into his throat, and suddenly coughed frantically.

When the flour in the air gradually dispersed, the cursed priest saw the girl struggling to get up in horror, with black blood still flowing from the corner of her mouth.Tiana vomited blood and staggered on her feet, but her eyes remained firm, and she still held the kitchen knife tightly in her hand.

The cursed priest finally realized that the girl in front of her could not be captured alive, if she didn't kill her, she would be the one who died.

The Dancing Light Snake's combat experience is extremely rich, and he has not been able to release a complete spell from the beginning to the end, but Diwen still has a back hand, and he can also directly command his gargoyle through telepathy.Fear of death made him forget the order to capture the girl alive. At this moment, all his thoughts were to escape from the demon in front of him.

kill her!kill her!tear her apart!Diwen gave instructions over and over again in his heart. He sensed that the gargoyle was flying towards this side. As long as it was delayed for a few seconds, the sharp minions would tear the girl's weak body apart. A bloody sight to fly.

Of course Tiana couldn't give her opponent a few seconds to breathe, she knew better than anyone else the horror of cursing priests.The piercing sound from the sky was getting closer and closer, and he knew without thinking that it was not a danger that his extremely weak self could resist.Since death is inevitable, at least before that, the enemy in front of him must be eliminated!
The sharp kitchen knife fell headlong, slashing at the arm of the cursed priest covering his chest.Diwen's screams stopped abruptly as soon as he let out, and a table knife was stabbed into his mouth.The spellcaster who has lost the protection of spells is weaker than normal people, and he has never thought about how to face such a tragic situation.

The kitchen knife was raised high and fell down again. This knife slashed on Di Wen's chest, chopping up his ribs.Diwen finally fell into real despair.He clearly saw a meaning in the girl's eyes——

I go to hell with you!
(End of this chapter)