The Journey of the Demon Hunter

A fool will fight a war that has no profit.

After the changing guards handed over their work, one group of soldiers could not wait to step out of the sewer, while the other group of guards reluctantly entered the rusty fence gate.

The 2335th Chapter Assault on Vizima

Strange mushrooms grow in the corpse, and the floating dust is a thick orange mist on the deep pit cage.

"Hydraulic mushrooms." Tishaya's lips tightened, and she put down a mushroom she had collected, and used a simple magic to completely clean up the dust from the mushrooms shaking off her sleeves: "Toxic, lethal by inhalation."

Francesca stood at the end of the cave, chanting a spell that the demon hunter could not understand in a hasty ancient language. With her voice, dazzling white runes gradually appeared on the wall, and the runes outlined the shape of an arch.

"I understand." Zelin recalled the rumors he had heard on Azeroth: "This is not a plague weapon at all, this is poison gas!"

"Poisonous gas?"

"Looking at these corpses, I thought at first that they were abandoned after human experiments. But why do they grow mushrooms on the corpses? And they are dangerous hallucinogenic mushrooms, even if they are inhaled by elves, they will have trouble. If there is no need to use it, why should they plant it inside the base?" Zelin pointed to the edge of the corpse: "The corpse in the middle part has the most mushrooms. This should be the first batch to be thrown down, and then the place closer to the edge. , Are the victims of the later human experiments, and their corpses have the least mushrooms. What human experiments do you think they are conducting? And these corpses that have not decomposed, not died of poisonous gas, they have fatal sword wounds ."

"Resistance?"

"Maybe it's some kind of potion, the experimental props in this mine. I have also seen it on Feker Island, where Alexander is doing research on Catriona's plague vaccine."

"No, it has nothing to do with tools." Tisaya shook her head: "These are the most common laboratory equipment. Therefore, Isenglin's plan is to create a magic potion that can make them resist poison gas, and then attack by releasing poison gas. Vizima defends, and then takes that city?"

"I like talking to warlocks, because I can explain the reasons less." Zelin stretched out a finger: "I have been thinking that Isenglin is the most famous Squirrel party officer, and once served for the Empire, how could he not? Know how far his soldiers are from the Imperial Legion. If there is no weapon that can replace an army on the battlefield, he will not take the initiative to die. If so, it makes sense, they have poisonous gas, and they themselves It can be avoided."

"But how could they fly directly to Vizima from here?" Vincent couldn't believe it: "There is only one exit here. All of us have seen it."

"No, there is a second one." Francesca's voice was a little tired: "The ancient elven city and the monastery are connected by portals, Zelin, do you remember the ruins of the elven city under Vizima? The target selected by Isenglin, there are urban relics underground....... I don’t know how he mastered the method to reactivate the portal, but relying on the portal, he can attack Vizima and Nuo within a day Vigre, Osenfurt, Island, and all the important cities in the north!"

Underground city ruins——

"Poison gas? What is that? How could there be an army in the sewer? How did they come out?!"

The officer leaned on the winged helmet, and hurriedly pressed the messenger in front of him.

"Report, sergeant! They suddenly appeared from the ground and attacked us directly!"

The messenger put his legs together and replied loudly: "They covered their faces and wore masks. Sergeant Delvin, who guarded the underground city, sent me to ask for your support!"

"Tell Delvin that I am assembling troops and will support him soon." The sergeant took a deep breath, the air was filled with the special rancidity of the sewers, and there were colorful grease floating on the water: "It's Tamoria's. Guerrilla? Did you see their logo?"

"No, sir!"

"Go immediately to warn the city guards and tell them that there may be some monsters in the sewer."

"This is not a monster, sir, this is..."

"Are you questioning my order?" The sergeant pointed to the chest of the soldier: "Follow the command, soldier!"

"Yes, sir!"

Looking at the back of the messenger leaving, the sergeant put on a metal handguard: "This should be a guerrilla recruited by the spies of Tamoria. Every lad, the opportunity to make a fortune lies in front of you. Kim Flange is beckoning to us."

Not once did the subordinates obey the orders like they do now, and only respect and love are left in the eyes of the officer.

"I know those guys, they are all citizens of Vizima. Some time ago, many citizens fled to the forest and joined the terrorist organization called the Guerrilla of the Restoration. I can be sure that they do not have sophisticated equipment, only In number, the city guards have not caught them. It seems that they are hidden in the ruins of the sewers. A slave who can pick up a weapon can sell them for a frond price."

The sergeant paced back and forth on the high platform of the sewer: "Listen well, this time we have to deal with the rebels, and then meet with Delvin's people. During this time, try to avoid destroying too much cargo, understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

The response echoed in the tunnel, and the unhappy moment of being forced to work in the sewer was wiped out.

"Very good, let's go now!"

In the tunnel filled with light yellow mist, Nilfgaard soldiers in solid armor fell to the ground, twisting their bodies in pain, scratching their throats, heavy coughs one after another.

Isengrin waved his hand expressionlessly, and the Squirrel Party soldier holding a long sword and a poisonous mist sprayer stepped forward, **** the Nilfgadian with a rope, disarmed his weapon, took off his armor, and hauled it to one place. On the high platform. He has a report found from the officer. This is the Delvin Squadron, which is searching the underground ruins of the drug factory left by the Salamander Gang.

The city set up by the greatest artists and architects turned into a drug storehouse in the end.

"Watch them, this is a hostage."

"Yes, Colonel."

Human beings don't even build their own cities. They drove the elves away from their cities, instead of living in their magnificent palaces, they demolished the palaces and built crooked and shabby huts. The things left over were all buried in rubble by human beings. The only scholars and architects were just collecting and learning the knowledge left by Ain Shidi, and then carried out botched imitations.

Now, they will recall the power of the ancient races!

"Surround them!"

From outside the tunnel came the command of the Nilfgaard officer: "Move forward!"

"Barbarians." Ethan Green snorted, "Leave five teams. No one is allowed to pass through here. If necessary, the tunnel can be destroyed with explosives. All the remaining commandos come with me, our goal. In the palace!"

Chapter 2336 No Passage

"What is worth reporting so late?"

In the office on the side of the throne hall, Enhill propped his forehead with one hand, raised his eyelids, and stared blankly at Mayor Verelade who bowed to him.

The emperor never showed much emotion in front of outsiders, and emotion meant weakness for the ruler. And the emperor's most powerful enemy is always in the court.

"It's the report of the city garrison, Your Majesty." Vereirad has been bending over, the mayor's forehead is covered with sweat, the weather is very cold: "A group of monsters appeared in the sewer, a lot of them. The guard captain went to Weilun to arrest the fugitive, so the acting captain was worried that these monsters might rush out of the city..."

"I should punish you, Vereirad." Enhill stretched out his index finger: "You trouble the emperor with a problem that can be solved by hiring a demon hunter."

"...Your Majesty, those monsters appeared very close to the exit of the sewer in the trade zone." The fat on Verelard's cheek shook slightly, and his head lowered deeper. Nilfgaards have never been as easy to talk as Foltest: "So the acting captain...oh, his name is Vlad, he is worried about whether the monster will rush out of the trade zone and attack the palace."

"I see, you can withdraw."

Enhill waved his hand, and the butler immediately stepped forward and made a please gesture to the mayor.

Vereirad followed the butler out of the office, and the jazz ladies standing on both sides of the office stepped forward, bowed and bowed to the emperor and offered compliments.

Enhill lowered his eyes, the voices of the nobles slipped from his ears, and he thought about more important issues.

How much loyalty the city's garrison remained to the emperor.

In the three Northern Wars in ten years, the number of people killed far exceeded the speed of replenishment. In order to maintain the army, Nilfgaard must shift the recruitment target from educated citizens in the core provinces to farmers and adventurers in the conquered provinces. . They are excellent fighters, as long as the bounty is enough to face how dangerous tasks they will not shrink back, they are also dangerous fighters, as long as the bounty is enough to serve anyone. The Merchants Association has used gold to corrode the loyalty of the two main armies, and in Vizima's garrison, how many people think that gold is more than glory?

The monster attack sounded like a good reason.

The sound of dense footsteps echoed in the sewers, and the Squirrel fighters who had defeated the soldiers of Nilfgaard rushed to the target position quickly. They are unwavering, without distracting thoughts, and have no doubts about victory.

Suddenly, the leader of the Squirrel Party running at the front stopped, and the soldiers behind him could not dodge and hit her back.

"You are far enough away from home, Ain Sidi."