The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Okay, let's make the difference, but if you find the stone stele to understand the curse, you must tell me." As he said, Rapp put his sword in the scabbard. But at this time, Zelin noticed that the long sword in Rapp's hand was a bit familiar.

"Wait, where did you find this sword?"

"Sword?" Rapp looked at the long sword in his hand in confusion. "I don't know, I can hardly remember what happened before I met these Hardland knights. I seem to be resting in a place. Entangled by these twisted monsters. Do you know this sword?"

"Of course, because I lost this sword when I fell about three hours ago."

Rapp's hand is the silver sword of Zelin's master and craftsman griffon. He can be sure that he will never make a mistake. In this world, there will be no second silver sword of the demon hunter.

"What, your sword?" Rapp drew the blade out again, revealing the enchanted rune engraved on the blade. "This sword should belong to a certain nobleman. Looking at the useless carvings above, only those who can't use swords can carve so many patterns on the blade. Do you want this sword?"

"I said, I dropped this sword." Zelin repeated it again.

"Ah, you can't ask too much for the memory of a wandering soul, right? You see, if you take this sword, I won't have a weapon for self-defense. How about you exchange a sword for me? Oh? , Don’t engrave swords with such meaningless patterns. You certainly wouldn’t want to see me die in the hands of monsters as soon as I walked out of here because I had no weapons."

Rapp’s special laugh is really hard to tell whether he is serious or joking. But this is a good thing. He didn't expect that not long ago, he was still thinking about where his weapon went, and then he was picked up by a passing knight. Unfortunately, as a wandering soul, he said that he did not remember where he found it. This sentence is highly credible. As a pious Darkmoon Sword Knight, Siris, although her identity is suspicious, she has no doubt about the firmness of the Darkmoon Oath. But under the influence of the curse of the undead, she almost forgot all the vows and blessings of the Dark Moon Sword.

Zelin glanced at Knight Gael, Gael nodded.

"This sword is from the royal family of Losric. Do you know Prince Lorian? He used this sword before he wielded the Holy Sword of Losric. Don't worry about the gap in the blade, this It’s because this sword is an antiquity, but it’s very tough. You might be able to hold it against the attack of the Knight of Hadland. If it weren’t for the pattern on the sword in your hand, it’s a gift from my most important person. Mine, I wouldn't exchange such a good weapon with you."

"Uh, is it?" Rapp scratched his cheek through the helmet. "Your sword... looks much more practical than this carved sword. Well, because you helped me just now, I will reluctantly exchange it with you. Don’t regret it, although I don’t remember myself. Who it is, but my heart tells me that I don’t like to return after the transaction."

"I try not to regret it."

As a result, Zelin was satisfied with his sword, and Rapp was satisfied with a new sword, although both of them seemed very dissatisfied. After the exchange was completed, Rapp said goodbye to Zelin on the grounds of looking for the entrance to the Ring-India City. It wasn't until Rapp left that Gail touched his face, as if holding back doubts.

"What the **** are you talking about? I thought you were asking if I could exchange it with the sword I gave you. Of course it's okay, but Prince Lorian's sword? This sword has been on me for five years. Time, why don't I know these things, what are you talking about?"

"What did you say? No, I didn't say anything." Zelin looked at the weapon he had recovered with joy in his eyes. He gently wiped the blade with his finger, and the silver sword was still shining coldly. "But he doesn't use this sword. The sword is no different from the decorations in his hand. In fact, I'm right, at least in part."

For example, it was given to him by the most important person of the demon hunter. This is the work of the master of infusion that Francesca tried to introduce him to him, and he didn't lie. Instead of letting Rapp keep this silver sword that is meaningless to him, it's better to exchange that straight sword with him.

"This is what I owe you, Gail, thank you for your help, and I will return it to you in the future." Zelin looked at the sky. The angels here don't know where they are going. It's best to find them before they reappear. Others. The cursing stele, he had never heard of such a thing in Rudos's mouth. But if this is useful for lifting the curse of the undead, it's worth a try. But before that, he must first find the entrance to Huan Yin City.

"You don't owe me any love. Everything I do is for the eldest lady. If you want to thank you, thank the eldest lady for allowing me to come here."

The first thousand four hundred and sixty-three chapters of the refuge of the gathering place

Without the hindrance of angels, they finally managed to pass through the ruins of the city.

"Are you also looking for the way to Ring City? I have already looked for it in the ruins of Losric, and there is no place to leave this area." Gail held the great sword on his shoulder, which was a single-edged sword. . "Are your friends' words reliable?"

"I don't think he has any reason to lie to me. You can reach Huan Yin City here." According to Rudos, when he left Huan Yin City in self-exile, he left from here and headed to the mainland. Before he became the dwarf king of the Ring City, he was a Kuran. He left Huan Yin City and went to Courlan, but it had already become a place of poverty. But Rudos had no reason to tell Zelin the passage that no longer existed, let alone that Rapp also came here, wanting to enter the Ring Seal City to find the curse-relieving stone. Obviously, whether it is Rudos's suggestion or the rumors outside, it is confirmed that it is possible to go to Huan Yin City through here.

"Look here, the traces here, something has landed here." On the edge of the city, there is a dilapidated cottage. Most of the mud wall collapsed, and the remaining part has been integrated with the dirt and dust on the ground. It is difficult to tell whether it was a thatched hut or a pile of meaningless dry mud. On the edge of the cottage, Zelin saw a long scratch. Squatting on the ground, observing the traces on the ground, the demon hunter can simulate the scene in his mind. Something fell from the sky, a huge and heavy creature hit the ground, and then slid out on the ground for a distance of almost ten meters, before it slammed into another mud wall and crashed the wall. .

This must be a giant eagle, and its landing can't be said to be smooth.

"There is a lot of blood, **** it, it may hurt very badly." By the collapsed stone wall, the blood and dust that flowed out mixed together and turned into dark red mud. A lot of blood shed, maybe considering the size of the giant eagle, it can still hold on, and there is no giant eagle nearby, it can still walk. In the mud, Zelin accidentally caught a glimpse of a pale white amulet, like a handkerchief tied with a string into a turban. Zelin knew this, it was Siris' twilight talisman. "They landed here, which is really a bad landing point."

Zelin looked around.

"It's empty, and there's no cover."

The ground was pitted, and the collapsed wooden house was still smoldering with dark smoke and plumes of black smoke. Zelin narrowed his eyes slightly and imagined the scene in his mind. After they landed, they were attacked by angels again. The situation was so urgent that they walked in such a hurry that they didn't even notice Siris' amulet after it fell. The bombardment range of the angel's rays spread all the way to the distance of the ruins. Ze Lin raised his head and set up an eye shed in front of him. The huge and thick roots of the tree were looming in the mist. It reminded him of seeing tree roots growing savagely on the cliffs of the gorge when he was in Eredel. The roots were big enough for two people to stand on top and pass side by side.

"They went over there."

Zelin pointed to the cliff entangled by tree roots in the distance. "Have you been there, Gail?"

Gail's eyes looked through the edge of the red turban, looking at the outline of the cliff in the distant mist, and then shook his head. "The gathering place is too big, and there are not many places I have traveled. Do you think there is another way there? Go ahead. Did you serve as a messenger before? I don’t think this is different from other places, you are How did you find the trace?"

"There are some things, just get used to it." Zelin spread out his hands. The mutation of the demon hunter will make their eyes sharper, but it will not change their observation ability. There are some things that mutations cannot bring, such as experience.

On the road, the withered black thorns are among the wreckage, like this dead land, covered with ashes. Among the thorns, Zelin saw a black cloth strip. Zelin split the thorns with a sword blade and carefully removed the cloth strips hanging on it.

After observing it back and forth, he breathed a sigh of relief. His judgment was correct. After the giant eagle landed, Gnaiya and his party proceeded along this road. This may be the clothes of the witch. The robes are likely to be scratched when they cross the thorn bushes. Not to mention the unburnt surface of the thorns nearby. It seems that when they arrived here, they still suffered from angels. Attack.

"They were chased by angels to come here, and then through this bush of thorns, there is a cliff in front of them, if there is no accident, we should be able to find them there."

A cliff stands in front of them, which is a good thing and a bad thing. The good thing means that they don’t need to find three people on an open plain or in a maze of ruins. It is impossible for Gnaiya and the others to climb up the cliff. You can see them if you go down this road, but it’s a bad thing. It is also because of the cliffs that there is no road ahead, and this road cannot lead to Huanyin City.

"Your friend may have encountered a suspicious path on the road. I will go with you. After I find them, I will continue to look for the ring seal city and the black dye in it. Miss believes me, but she has already waited. Too long, the flame, the flame will not leave us too much time."

Zelin and Gail talked as they walked.

"It's okay, even if I find my friends, I will continue to help you find Huanyin City, not only to help you, to help the young lady complete the painting, but also to help my friends. We will all go to Huanyin City. "Zelin pursed his mouth, and the dusty air made him feel dry and dry, especially after so much fighting and rushing after being injured. If someone else is found, Zelin must drink some water first. "By the way, Gail, can you tell me that Missy's painting can make everyone hide in?"

If the world in the painting can be a shelter for others when the flames are dimmed, then why didn't Gwendelin choose to create a new world in the painting to protect more people?

"The world in the painting is just a place of exile for sinners. Poor sinners. We are just a group of exiles that no one cares about. Together, we help each other. Anyone can find their place in Ereder, but a place of exile, Maybe the gods didn't even bother about it." Gal's voice looked old and slow. "That's good, we have been abandoned by the world, and we have also abandoned the world. Did the jailer keep the prisoner in it? Or did the prisoner keep the world on the other side? Haha, Your Excellency Priscilla told us in the past, let us Don’t lose hope, she’s right, so be it. People outside have their own way of life. They are willing to pass on the flames and maintain the age of fire. We have our own choices, choices that have nothing to do with them."

"Is the eldest lady unwilling to let outsiders enter the world of painting?"

Gail was silent for a while, for a short time, and Zelin thought it was just a temporary distraction. "I don't know, Missy is a good boy, she must have her own ideas. I have no doubt that Missy must be I hope other people can live a good life, just like Master Pushelila. If the lady wants you to accomplish something for her, you won't shirk it?"

"Of course, in fact, before I came here this time, the eldest lady asked me to ask if I could meet you, I would help you."

Hearing these words, the wrinkles on Gail's face were filled with relief, but soon he recovered the respect and care he had when he mentioned the eldest lady. Sometimes, Zelin was a little confused about what kind of relationship Gail and Ereder's eldest had before. Grandpa and grandson, or master and servant?

"What is the black dye that Missy is looking for?" Zelin took the opportunity to ask, the cliff in the distance getting bigger and bigger.

"Um... I don't know." Gale shook his head again "Maybe I knew it when I saw it."

Ze Lin originally wanted to say something. Suddenly, the sound of breaking through the ears of the demon hunter made him subconsciously draw the rune of the Kunen's seal. With a swish, an arrow plunged into the ground less than two meters away from the demon hunter, and the feathers of the arrow were still shaking slightly.

"If you keep going, I will shoot an arrow into your head. Stop when you hear it, and prove that you are not those wet humanoids."

The pleasant voice threatened fiercely, but Zelin's heart surged with joy.

"If you want to try a bow and arrow with me, at least wait for us to leave here, Gnaiya."

Chapter 1464: The Magician of Sand

No one would have thought that there would be human settlements in the gathering place.

Just like no one would have thought that they would still meet outsiders.

Zelin first thought that Gnaiya and the others had found a stronghold in the doomsday seal that could avoid angels and corpses, but when he and Gail walked through the bushes of thorns and walked into the bottom of the cliff, he realized that Now, this desolate and poor place is not the end, but the stronghold of a group of half-living undead.

"I'm Sand Master Zhuo Yi, the leader here." A cool-dressed woman stood opposite Ze Lin pinching her waist, gently fanning the banana fan in her hand. She has only a tulle tube top on her upper body, and the clothes on her lower body are not so much a skirt as a square red-brown fabric with the corners folded in half and tied to the waist. Half of her thighs are almost exposed to the roots, but tight. Zhi's calf was wrapped in deep black stockings.

She has very few clothes, and she gently waved the fan, but not to dissipate heat, but to increase the temperature. The temperature in the gathering place was hot and cold, and at this time, it was plunged into a gloomy cold like a bonfire at night, and the cold wind seemed to completely freeze the people here. The banana fan brought a wave of heat with the fan, which slightly eased the biting chill.

"I can't promise you anything, this gathering place is hard for us to protect ourselves."

If it is called a village, it is really hard to compliment it. It is not so much a village, but a group of scrawny undead people gathered to comfort each other. The kingdom engulfed by the doomsday will be transferred to the gathering place, but there may still be a few undead people in the kingdom who have not yet become living corpses. They came here in confusion, and finally, the people who were still alive gathered to Together, they established a real gathering place, with the most powerful sand magician Zhuo Yi as their leader.