The Journey of the Demon Hunter

This is the Deadwind Trail, but it's not.

This is a bit different from the upwind path he passed. It is difficult for him to describe, but the scenery he has noticed on the road before does not appear here, whether it is a large cave that marked the once inhabited ogre or an open space filled with huge rocks. Or the webs left by giant spiders. Everything here shows that it belongs to the Deadwind Trail, but it is not a place that Zelin knew.

Phantom?

The demon hunter's mind suddenly came up with a chat with the shop assistants who were simply enchanting. Karazhan is a tower full of time and space fragments. An explosion in the past turned a corner of the Swamp of Sorrows into the current upwind path. Many people who rush into the Karazhan Tower are likely to fall into the fragments of time and space, and eventually cannot distinguish what is illusion and what is real, until the body rots and only the soul is left wandering in the tower.

This is the illusion of Karazhan?

Zelin was a little unbelievable, the rotten smell of the Swamp of Sorrows in the distance was stronger than ever. The next moment, as if thinking of something, the demon hunter turned around, opened his eyes wide, and looked at Karazhan standing in the heart of the valley. The towering magic tower is brightly lit, and the bright fire light is reflected through the windows, depicting the prototype of the tower in the wind and sand. The purple dome can be seen clearly even in sandy weather, like a coastal lighthouse in the mist.

Karazhan is intact.

A larger black shadow appeared in the distant black shadow, which outlined the outline of the triangular tent. The blown sand gradually reduced, Zelin opened his eyes and moved cautiously in the direction of the black shadow. Soon, several men beside the carriage came into view. A thin old horse is leading a delivery truck, and two freighters are standing by the carriage, using hemp rope to pass through the hollow of the handrail at the edge of the carriage to fix the canvas that is blown by the wind. From the blown corners of the canvas, you can see the precious artworks and heavy books transported below. The other two freighters tried to fix the tent brackets between the rocks. They found a corner leeward to avoid the terrible wind for the time being.

Zelin lowered his head and looked at his body. He stood on the ground covered with gray gravel, but left no trace.

It's like a ghost. Zelin gave a definition of his state. He didn't understand why he stayed in a small town outside Karazhan, but he would encounter time-space fragments that were said to appear only when he entered the Karazhan tower. He assumed that this was a fragment of time and space rather than a magic trap made by a hostile caster. But even if he knew his situation, he could not bring much change to the state. He didn't know why he fell into time and space fragments, and similarly, he didn't know how to get out.

The caravan sat silently at the work at hand. No one wanted to speak at this time. It didn't make much sense except to let the bitter gravel into the mouth. The man who appeared to be the owner of the caravan had already got into the tent, and the rest of the men hid in the cave with the carriage, staying behind the rocks to avoid the wind. Zelin walked slowly over. The workers were busy with what they were doing. They pressed the reins under the stone and covered the corners of the canvas that were blown away. No one noticed the demon hunter who suddenly appeared, as if he were transparent. . Perhaps this is the actual situation, people are busy, and there is only the rumbling of wind outside.

Zelin wanted to see what was being transported in the carriage, and the brown canvas tightly covered all the goods. It can be guessed from the uneven surface that many of the goods inside are packed in wooden crates of different sizes. Zelin put his hand on the truck, but couldn't touch the canvas. He was very curious about what kind of treasure the guardian would collect.

"...My legacy, how could it be my legacy."

Suddenly, the demon hunter heard a faint whisper in his ears, even if it was a sudden change-enhanced hearing, it was difficult to tell from the howling wind whether it was the sound of a violent wind in a crack in the rock, or someone’s low voice. Whisper.

"I'm just an ordinary businessman, how can I have inheritance..."

Zelin's brows were frowned into the word'chuan'. All the workers were outside, and he did not see the sixth person entering the tent with the owner of the convoy. After looking left and right, he didn't see anything obviously wrong, then he walked to the merchant's tent.

Not only him, but a worker near the tent seemed to have heard something. He walked to the tent and bent down.

"Do you have any instructions, Master Eredin?"

There was silence in the tent for a while.

"Nothing, you guys are optimistic about the carriage. I don't want to be so close to Dalaran."

Eredin? The merchant who delivered the collectibles for Medivh the Guardian? Zelin strode to the tent, the worker turned and walked away after hearing the order, turning to the direction Zelin was in with a pair of gray eyes, but only the reflection of the truck in his pupils.

Both Irdy and Nathanis thought that this was just a boring fable. The Black Knight was like the evil villain in a fairy tale. It was specifically told to children to teach them to keep their promises and not to be too greedy. Maybe the story of the black knight is not fake at all? In fact, it was because the time was too long and there was no research, so that rumors were compiled as unknown people, and then processed into fables.

"Legacy..." The voice fell even lower. "How could this be my inheritance...I'm just an ordinary businessman, I was a farmer before, and the only inheritance is a **** and a pitchfork..."

The wind rolled up a corner of the tent curtain, Zelin knelt down, hoping to observe what was inside through the rolled up corner. He realized that he could not touch anything in the illusion, and there was nothing to touch him. It seemed that this was not a fatal and dangerous illusion, but like a projection on the wall. He could only observe and wait. . But this made him feel a little anxious. What if he has been trapped here like a ghost? Mystical magic has never been the strong point of the demon hunter. In his world, he can analyze what spells he has encountered based on the accumulated knowledge in the past. As a demon hunter of the Griffin School, although he cannot cast spells like a sorcerer, he must also know a lot of basic magic knowledge and curses and illusions. And the method of getting rid of the blindfold.

It's just that he can't do anything about the magic of another world.

"Yes, legacy...that's not my legacy, but...that's really beautiful, that sword, the terminator of the world...Apocalypse ......."

The stronger wind stirred up a wave of sand. Zelin subconsciously covered the tip of his nose, and a cool air that was incompatible with Feisha blew onto him. He lowered his head, and the sand under his feet leaked into the gap, exposing a black-gray plank. The wind and sand separated to both sides and disappeared into the cracks in the mud wall. Soon, everything around became like a hotel room again. There are no flying sands, no canyons, and no caravans and tents. Everything around was back to normal again, and nothing happened here.

Feeling the touch from his back, he was leaning against the door panel. The oil lamp at the door exudes a subtle light, and the flame does not move.

It's very quiet. Except for the flirtatious sound of lovers in the next room.

Zelin stood on the spot and looked around carefully, trying to determine if this was another illusion.

"This is not an illusion. We have met, have we? No, have we met?"

Suddenly, a slightly cheerful voice came into his ears, and Zelin followed the voice and saw a small female dwarf appearing in the room. She jumped off the chair and walked quickly to Zelin. "Wow, you are so tall. No, this shouldn't be what I said. Oh, no, did I say it? Well, it's a bit confusing, but you can calm down. Since Kairoz messed up everything, Azeroth’s time becomes weird. Well, have you calmed down?"

"...I always thought you were the one who was not calm."

Zelin sighed heavily.

"Who are you? I don't remember I invited guests. If I did, remember to remind me, unless I was in the illusion just now, what else I did."

Chapter 2046: Chromie

"I'm Chromie, now I greet you."

The dwarf who called himself Chromie greeted the demon hunter naturally, as if she didn't suddenly appear in someone's room, but she was the owner of the room, and Zelin was the guest who broke in by accident. "How do you feel? Being involved in the fragments of time and space? Kairoz is such a idiot. He caused so much trouble and died. Oh, I don't seem to tell you the situation yet? Did I introduce it?"

"...Are you okay?" Zelin didn't know if Chromie was talking to him or talking to himself. "If you feel unwell, I can call a doctor for you."

The dwarf wears a white dress, of course, a long dress for a dwarf. The upper body and shoulders are covered with solid pale gold armor, and the chest of the armor is inlaid with a light blue crystal. The golden hair was tied into two braids on both sides of his forehead, there was a touch of silver behind his head, and a pair of emerald green eyes stared at Ze Lin. Zelin couldn't see the hostility inside, but also couldn't see the curiosity and scrutiny, as if she had seen Zelin a long time ago.

"No, I'm fine, very good. It's really good to be indifferent after seeing so many strange changes. Oh, don't worry, I said this sincerely, there really is no other meaning. Uh, I haven't Asked how you felt in the time and space fragments? I asked, didn't it?" Chromie gave Zelin a very strange feeling. Of course, there are two possibilities. Either she has some mental problems, but in her eyes, the demon hunter did not see any madness or joking. Either she knows so much that she can't tell what's in her mind. It is said that there were some powerful warlocks who looked like this, but Zelin basically did not have the possibility of dealing with them.

"You are a mage, right? You know what happened in this room just now?"

"That's the sentence? Oh, yes, I am a mage." Chromie turned around and jumped onto the chair so that she doesn't need to torture her spine. "I noticed that someone has fallen into the trap of space-time fragments. Can you tell me what you see in the space-time fragments?"

"I saw a convoy transporting goods encountered a strong wind when approaching Karazhan, so they hid in a sunken cave on the side of the canyon to take shelter from the wind." Zelin carefully looked at Chromie in front of him. Maybe she is a member of the Kirin Tor mage. In the city of Dalaran, demon hunters have seen many dwarf residents, including merchants, alchemists, and wizards. A mage noticed that it was normal for someone to trigger Spacetime Fragments outside of the Karazhan Tower. "Then the fragments disappeared. What's the matter? I don't know that space-time fragments will also be encountered in Karazhan. Is that true? Or is it some kind of illusion related to what you think?"

"Ah, when you come across time and space fragments, don’t doubt that there are many branches in the Sands of Time, but each of them is real, but don’t worry, it won’t hurt you. To be precise, it’s like A boring advertising flyer that you must read from start to finish. But you see the past of the black knight Eredin. This is the story of the legendary black knight Eredin who snatched the collection of the guardian Medivh when he was a businessman. The fragments of time and space in the past, although it is not clear why you can run into it. Generally speaking, this requires a stable magic ritual field and Eagle Eye technique to be able to be in a very active place like Karazhan. Summon the corresponding time and space fragments."

Chromie talked freely. According to her explanation, the flow of time is like a piece of translucent glass, layered on top of each other. Each layer of glass is the reflection of several other layers of glass, but they are independent of each other, tough and closed. Generally speaking, only a very powerful force can be used to distinguish between traditional different glasses. But in Karazhan, an explosion made a hole in the glass. So the fragments of different glass are mixed together, so that sometimes a person on the timeline can see it in Karazhan

"If you are in other places where the time flow is very rigid, you will definitely not encounter this kind of thing. Think about it, what do you see in that space-time illusion?"

"I didn't see much, but... I didn't say anything by the name Eredin?"

"Ah oh... are you sure you didn't say it? I remember you said it! Really said it! I heard you tell me this in person just now."

"No, I'm sure I haven't said anything, you have been talking just now." Zelin stretched out a finger. "I just said that I saw a caravan, and then you said that this should be the history of Eredin stealing the Guardian's treasure. Are you sure? I didn't say that name. How did you know? You used mind reading to me ?"

"No!" Chromie slapped his hand suddenly. "I understand. There was an illusion just now. This illusion told me that you saw Eredin's story. I think there must be something wrong with this room. So much so that space-time fragments appeared outside of Karazhan."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, I must go." Chromie jumped off the chair. "I want to tell my colleague about this. She is a scholar of time, and I will let her find a time to visit you as soon as possible to investigate what happened to this house."

"Should you not warn everyone who lives here as soon as possible? Others may also be inadvertently involved in unknown time and space fragments." Zelin watched Chromie walk past him. "At least you have to tell the owner here, and then lock down the scene until your friend solves the trouble. Isn't that what Kirin Tor did to Karazhan?"

"No, you better not tell anyone about this."

Chromie opened the door, grabbed the edge of the door panel with one hand, and turned around. "Everyone knows that Karazhan is dangerous, but many people think that the town outside Karazhan is a very safe place. If you let them know that something unexpected happened at this time, it is likely to shake the confidence of others. Why bother What about causing unnecessary panic? Not to mention that space-time fragments will not even harm the weakest child, except that it may scare him a little and cry in the arms of his parents all night. Moreover, until now, only your room There is a problem. Let us assume that the problem will not expand, then there is no need to lock down the hotel."

"But..."

"See you later, remember to stay in the room. My colleague is not a patient...person. Of course, if I can, I will find a way to notify you before she arrives."

After all, Chromie slammed the door shut.

Zelin rubbed the corners of his eyes and sighed.