The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The demon hunter held a stick in one hand, blocking the corridor in front of them. The look is sincere: "And a big mistake is about to happen. Why don't you stop before everything is irreversible? Otherwise, it will be too late."

He understood the thoughts of these elves. When he had just become a demon hunter decades ago, he had encountered the urge to draw out his sword more than once. Why should he treat those unreasonable **** with a smile? Why should he protect those miserers who are unwilling to pay for the lives of his family. When he kills bandits and robbers, he blames him as a murderer of the villagers. He often doesn't understand, doesn't it? Say those bandits are friends and relatives of the villagers? In this case, why did he help the villagers rescue the hostages kidnapped by the bandits?

But he will not do this.

Otherwise, what is the difference between him and these bastards.

He understands the Squirrel Party, but he will not support the Squirrel Party's approach.

Walking in the front is the black-haired elf.

"I knew it was definitely not an accident that you appeared in the Devil's Pit." She squeezed the scimitar around her waist and stared fiercely at the man in front of her: "Who hired you? Ladowide? Or Enhill? Or the **** eternal fire?!"

"No one hired me." Zelin shook his head: "I hired myself."

"Get out of the way, Demon Hunter, this is our war with humans, it has nothing to do with you!"

The commando captain waved his hand: "I heard that demon hunters will not accept murder hires. Why are you standing here?"

"I will not allow you to release poisonous gas in Vizima." Zelin waved his hand resolutely: "Nor will you allow you to start a war in the city. This city has experienced a battle between the Squirrel Party and the Knights of the Flame Rose. War, and your leader Yaiwen did not burn the war to civilian areas."

"There are no civilians in the palace." The black-haired elf was expressionless.

"But will your poison gas be as kind as you?" Zelin asked harshly: "The palace is located in the north of the city. When the wind from the north blows to the south, will the poison gas continue to drift north?"

"How many humans are innocent? These ignorant fools? Do you think humans are as kind as you? No, they deserve it!"

"So you, and Ethan Green, have to prove to the world that elves are more savage than humans, and more like bloodthirsty monsters without humanity, and that Eternal Fire’s views on elves are correct. You are indeed from the dark. Mutant monster?"

The demon hunter rubbed his fingers, and the badge on his chest trembled from time to time. Without the elves showing impatient expressions, they rarely lose patience.

"When those fanatical humans screamed the name of the gods to kill my relatives, why didn't people like you show up in front of them and persuade them to let go of their hatred?" The black-haired elf took a few steps forward and stood by the demon hunter. Asked in front of him. The pattern on her face piled up with her gnashing teeth, revealing burn marks: "When humans vented on my sisters, why didn't a knight like you rush out to stop them? Now when I am preparing for revenge, you Show up here and persuade me to be kind? No, you are not qualified! I curse a hypocrite like you!"

After that, she turned and returned to her team.

"The humans of Vizima are not the humans who slaughtered your village, not that all the elves are willing to become a squirrel party against the human villagers." Zelin shouted at the back of the black-haired elves: "If you are a true warrior, why Unwilling to avenge the real executioners? Instead, wield a knife to unarmed civilians? Your poison gas can't only act on Nilfgard. When the imperial army counterattacks, you can't only fight in the palace! Could it be that! Do you have to slaughter the weak to show your justice? How are you different from the Church of Eternal Fire?!"

"Do you think I didn't do this?" The black-haired elf stopped, and she turned her head to face the demon hunter sideways: "They killed my sister and took me to a rural tavern, where she was locked up in storage. In the room, every time someone wants to get on me, they hit me first. It hurts me and has no strength to resist. But one day they brought a candle and wanted to light my hair for fun, but finally forgot to put it out. I pretended to be dying, and I lay motionless on the ground with two fists. After they were tired to sleep, I threw the candle into the haystack and locked the door from the inside. The gods did not let me and the group. The animals were burned to death together, and then I knew what I should do! What is the difference between me and the Eternal Fire Church? I can tell you that when they first do it, they should think they will get revenge!"

The commando leader strode back to the team.

"Last chance, don't stop us, Demon Hunter!"

Out of the corner of Zelin's eyes, he noticed an archer behind him putting an arrow on the bowstring.

"Then I will give you one last suggestion, take a deep breath..."

Zelin bent his body quickly, and in the blink of an eye an iron bullet with a diameter of one centimeter flew through the air screaming, hitting the archer's forehead with a bang. The archer fell to the ground and hit the colleague behind him.

At a distance of ten meters, the black-haired elf had not had time to draw the scimitar, and the wooden stick in the hand of the demon hunter accurately hit the commando captain's head. The elf screamed, blood on his forehead, and his calf fell on the wall with a limp, the knife in his hand fell to the ground and fell into the sewage. She tried to prop herself up with trembling hands again, but eventually fell down.

"Beat him!" The black-haired elf covered his head with one hand and supported the ground with the other hand: "Don't use poison gas, this is for attacking the barracks!"

My vision is blurred, my eyes still cannot focus in pain.

Something fell beside her and slid several meters on the slippery slate ground. An arm extending forward was still connected to its owner, but the slightly trembling fingers could no longer hold any weapons. The other man clutched the back of his head, knelt down on the ground and wailed, blood squeezing out between his fingers. The five elves were surrounded at the same time, and they were swept by Alder, like falling leaves, hitting the surrounding walls one after another.

There was a muffled snort in the black-haired elf's throat. She felt someone appear next to her, a guy tripped on her, and she could clearly hear the sound of hitting the rock wall. She cursed in her heart that this was the **** demon hunter, it's better to hit the rock with her head. A squirrel fur cap fell in front of her, still stained with blood.

Two?

Trying to raise his head, in the blur, the black-haired elf could only see a figure wandering among the shadows of the sword, light and sword, bursting with dazzling orange light from time to time.

"Encircle him!"

A black shadow flew in the direction where she was, and hit her heavily. For a moment, she thought she was going to vomit blood, but all she vomited was air. The hum of tinnitus was mixed with rapid antiquity and painful screams, but the voice gradually faded away, and darkness gradually covered the field of vision. The last scene in my mind was that a demon hunter took a pot full of poisonous gas from one person. The assault soldier pulled off and kicked the opponent to the ground with another kick. The black-haired elf only felt a heavy pressure on his body, and then passed out completely in a coma.

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I don't know how long it took.

When the black-haired elf opened his eyes again, the sewer was already quiet.

"You should listen to my advice." Zelin squatted in front of her and looked down at her: "Take a deep breath, so it won't hurt too much."

Only the groans of pain of the knocked down elves remained on the ground. Most of them lay motionless on the ground. Only the slight breathing showed that they were still alive, but they were knocked out.

More elven warriors in uniform appeared here, but they did not take hostile actions against the demon hunters, but after paying tribute to him, they tied the squirrel party on the ground with ropes.

The black-haired elf retracted his gaze and said nothing, just gasping for breath.

"You succeeded."

Toluwell's voice appeared in Zelin's ears, and she directed the other Dole Breitana guards to tie up the unconscious elves on the ground: "How did you do it?"

"It's really difficult. It depends on my seal. They have to cut me more than 20 knives to destroy my barrier." Zelin shrugged and stood up, looking down at the mud on his body: "My Stronger than them, faster than them, faster than them, and capable of spells. Why should I lose? They are too confident in poison gas. Enid released a spell that can slow down my heartbeat. Toxic gas is of no use to me."

"Her Majesty has never told us such a spell."

"Because this can only be used on me." Zelin shook his finger: "It will die on you. What happened to Enid?"

"Tishaya and I stopped the two commandos, but the situation is not good, Ethan Green is nowhere to be seen." Along with the light of the portal, Francesca walked out from behind the sword dancer: "He is gone. , And these people don’t know where Ethan Green went."

Toluwell bowed to Francesca.

"They don't know the position of the commander?"

"Isengrin told his soldiers that he was going to open more portals, but I went to check the other teleportation nodes in the ruins. Isengrin was not anywhere." Francesca looked solemnly. Looking at the elves who fell on the ground, after noticing that they were only knocked out, she sighed lightly, stepped forward and kissed the demon hunter on the cheek: "Thank you, Zelin."

"You have to pay compensation, Enid."

"Huh?"

"I knocked out one stick, and the second one can't be used." Zelin stretched out his hand, holding the stick wrapped in white cloth, with cracks on it: "They all wear helmets. You must go back. Give me a new one, it’s a reward."

"Oh, I got it, reward, no problem." Francesca sighed.

"It's not your reward. I have done so much for Dole Breitana. Shouldn't I be rewarded as a queen?" Zelin patted the elf on the back: "What are you going to do with them?"

"We will be locked in the Valley of Hundred Flowers, and then we will consider the rest. I want to recycle the poison gas weapon. The killing efficiency of this weapon is too high. The civilization of this world can't bear the existence of this weapon. The sect decided to temporarily use the weapon Seal."

The guards of Hundred Flower Valley rushing into the sewers escorted the prisoners back to the portal. Most of the elves were still in a coma, and only a few could stand. When the black-haired elf passed by the demon hunter, he stared at him angrily. There was a low growl from her throat, and a **** saliva was spit on Zelin.

"Guard...!"

When Francesca was about to say something, Zelin reached out his hand to stop her, and then gestured to the guards to signal them to continue working.

"She has lost." Zelin took Francesca's handkerchief and wiped her clothes: "Why bother with her. What about Isenglin? What will he do?"