The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The yellow sand and the spreading abyssal mud fought in the ruins of Huan Yin City. The mud puddle continued to spread, but it could not withstand the flying sand blown by the hurricane. The black mud gushing out constantly flooded the sand and dust. Sometimes, the abyss It seemed to be successful, but in the end, it was covered by yellow sand. The demon hunter was very fortunate that the princess's gift prevented them from the flying time and picked them out in this great change. The wind howled, endless flying sand, as if blowing a desert over. He could almost see that the valley where Ring Seal City was located was quickly filled up like a funnel. The entire circular valley is like a painter's palette, with two colors changing alternately.

The light became brighter, and for a while, the crazy dust could hardly conceal the dazzling brilliance. The white light became no longer gentle, and there was a certain suppressed restlessness in it.

"Um..."

Gnaiya touched the arm of the demon hunter. At the gaze of Shang Zelin, she lowered her head and signaled that something was wrong with Felianuoer's bedroom.

Zelin shook his head.

Under such power, they can do nothing. Demon hunters can't do it, nor can dragon descendants. Perhaps, what this releases is exactly the power that the real gods can possess.

The strong light became brighter and brighter, Siris suddenly raised his head in surprise, and a silver-white handkerchief flew out under the hurricane, but just after leaving the range of the princess's blessing, it instantly turned into powder in the wind and disappeared in smoke.

"Um! Um!" Gnaiya's mouth tightened, and she touched the Demon Hunter's shoulder again. The wind and sand made her unable to make any sound. Even before the blowing sand filled her mouth, no one here could utter any complete sentences. The hurricane left everyone’s ears with weird call signs, like evil in hell. The ghost is screaming. She wanted to make gestures on the ground, but Zelin held her hand tightly, letting her hand hold the marble fence firmly, so as not to be blown out by the strong wind.

The outer wall of Felanor’s bedroom collapsed.

In the dazzling white light, a looming black figure outlines Sheila. She is standing next to Feliano, with her hands on the princess’s hands. The head lowered is telling the princess something, but Zelin believes it is. His illusion, because there is another more obvious figure in the halo, Ferienor is still asleep. Perhaps this is a word that the princess will never hear.

Longyi shook his head at Zelin even more anxiously.

At this time, the demon hunter understood what Gnaiya wanted to express to him.

Dragon!

A huge shadow fell from the sky, two pairs of spread wings flew out of the sand and dust, and went up against the wind. The black and purple shadow broke into this ever-changing but unchanging sand of time. The darkness on the dragon's body eroded the skin, but Under the powerful physique of the descendants of the ancient dragon, they retreated, and as time flew by, the shadow of the descendants of the ancient dragon kept changing. Hundreds of thousands of years of dark and corrosive pain roared and beat Gu Long's nerves. But it still spread its wings and struggling forward, with double teeth showing in its grinning mouth, as if it was roaring silently.

It's Midiel!

Gnaiya looked at the descendants of the ancient dragon in the sky, tightly squeezing Zelin's arm, her other hand was clenched into a fist, her nails embedded in the skin, she didn't know.

Without words, Zelin knew what Gnaiya was nervous about.

In the next moment, Midiel swooped down from the sky and rushed straight to Felanor's bedroom.

Immediately, the burst of sand and dust completely overwhelmed everything.

The first thousand and ninety-six chapters doomsday desert

The yellow sand stopped.

Huanyin City disappeared, leaving only undulating sand dunes. There are only a few broken walls standing on the sand dunes, proving that something different once existed here.

Suddenly, a sand dune shook, stretched out an arm, and then a figure crawled out from under the sand.

"Ahem..." Zelin coughed heavily, and the yellow sand fell from his back with his movements. The demon hunter put his hands on the sand dunes, breathing heavily. He irritably wanted to get rid of the grit from the collar, but in the end found that it was just a futile effort. He stood up, untied the mentor griffon breastplate, threw the armor to the ground, and tore off the collar of his shirt. More gravel was scattered on the ground, Zelin looked around, squinted his eyes slightly, and wiped off the sand sticking to the corners of his mouth. "Gnaiya, where are you? Hillis?"

"I am here, master."

Siris appeared first, and the dust fell, revealing the silver-white armor underneath. Siris took off the helmet, and more grit flowed out from the silver gauze on both sides of the helmet, followed by the dragonborn, Gnaiya sat on the ground with her head in her hands, her face pale as if she was seasick. The others pushed away the accumulated sand on their bodies one by one. They either cleaned the dust from their collars, or they lowered their heads blankly, yet they had not recovered from the impact. Zelin swept over the other people present, no one was injured, let him breathe a sigh of relief. Zelin wiped his forehead, and the sight of thousands of years accumulated in a flash still makes him unforgettable.

"Okay, get up quickly. Is everyone okay?"

Zelin supported Gnaiya's arm and pulled her up from the sand. "Are you all right, Gnaiya?"

"I'm okay." Long Yi took a deep breath, and coughed again with some dust in the wind. The hurricane turned into a breeze, but only sand was left here. "Where's Sheila? Where's the princess?"

"They should be..." Zelin didn't say anything, because the answer had been revealed to everyone. A huge black dragon lay on the ground, with huge forewings close together, as if protecting something. It is covered with a layer of sand, lying on the spot, motionless, blocking the sun on the horizon in the distance, shadows spread on the sand dunes, making the black dragon look like a magnificent sculpture left over from an ancient era. "They are here."

"It, is it an enemy or a friend?" Long Yi asked uncertainly, and the others had gradually moved closer to the place where the black dragon was from all directions. They watched the black dragon vigilantly and kept a distance from the black dragon. No one dared to go up and check the situation. No one knew whether the ritual to awaken Princess Feliano was successful. All of this was too unthinkable and incomprehensible. "Did you see clearly, what did this dragon just do? Uh, it was just now, right? How long did we spend?"

"How do I know."

Zelin sighed lightly, dragged a heavy step towards the black dragon.

"Wait, what do you want to do?"

"We can't stand where we are and hesitate until we become stone sculptures." Zelin turned around and opened his hands to Gnaiya. "Be careful, Gnaiya, someone may have arrived earlier than us."

After that, he walked to the ruins of Felanor's bedroom. The Dragonborn ran over in two steps and picked up the master's armor that Zelin threw on the ground casually.

"Hey, your armor!"

"Not now!"

The demon hunter waved his hand and walked towards the black dragon step by step. His muscles were tense, and his slender vertical pupils stared at the behemoth in front of him. Once the black dragon moves, he must make sure that he has a chance to escape, or at least do so. Response.

Suddenly, the black dragon moved slightly. Zelin stopped abruptly, not just him, everyone else also stopped. But Zelin, who was closest to the black dragon, noticed the figure standing in front of the black dragon.

It's Sheila.

"... Sheila?"

Zelin stepped forward, but Sheila was indifferent. She was standing in front of Midiel's forehead, her eyes sparkling with incredible light. Soon, the demon hunter heard Sheila's voice, as well as Midiel's laborious and crappy words.

"I am very grateful to you, Sheila, I accepted the gift of the princess, swallowed the darkness, but became like this again. You are still willing to believe me, believe that I am not corroded by the darkness, such trust, I can hardly reciprocate in words."

"No..." Sheila's hand gently touched Midiel's dark black skin, and she retracted her hand like an electric shock, but she was not afraid, but ashamed to do so.

"My will belongs to me, Sheila, outsiders or others may not believe it, but I understand that you will believe me and understand what I mean."

"No... Midiel, I..."

"That's enough, Sheila. Beware of the younger generation, they have already sneaked into this place." Midiel said with difficulty. At this time, the demon hunter noticed that Midiel's skin had already lost its luster. At first, Midiel It looks like a sculpture in his eyes, but now it seems that he is right. Most of Midiel's body has become a rock. "I am not the ancestor of the ancient dragon, but don't be sad for me. For this trust, I deserve to do this to protect you, my best friend, and the princess."

"My friend, Midiel, I... I'm so shameful, I..."

Sheila failed to speak, and Zelin walked behind her and pressed her on her shoulder. Facing Hillary's slightly confused gaze, Zelin shook his head and looked at Midiel.

"Outsiders..." The black dragon rolled his eyes with difficulty. It protected Felianor and Sheila. One was the owner who raised it and the other was its close friend. It is descended from the ancient dragon, but not the ancient dragon. It has no scales and cannot do it. To be as immortal as the ancient dragon, under the violent energy wash, it is dying, just like its ancestors, its body gradually turned into stone. "Be loyal to Your Highness Feliano and do your best for Her Excellency Sheila, otherwise I will kill you."

"I have been working for Sheila, Sheila knows what you want to convey to her, so I did it, and I hope that my friends and I will help her find out who invaded the princess's bedroom and break the seal. . We will accomplish this and ensure that the gods and thieves are punished."

"Very good..."

Midiel gradually closed his eyes, as if falling into a deep sleep, motionless. Sheila raised her head and turned to look at Zelin.

"Why are you lying to Midiel?"

"Sometimes, Sheila, what we need is not the truth." Zelin opened his hands. "It's too cruel to wake up a beautiful dream. Okay, all of us are still there. How about Princess Ferienor?"

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On the uneven sand dunes, there are gloomy remnants and broken walls. There are only a few stone pillars and stone walls that have not completely collapsed, which proves that this place once belonged to the Huanyin City. In some places it is impossible to tell what kind of building it was, but in some places it is still well preserved, at least relatively intact, and the general outline of the palace can be seen through the intermittent exterior walls.

Not far from Felianuoer's bedroom, two figures also climbed out of the sand dunes.

"Ahem! What's this?" The dwarf king, in a tattered gray robe, propped up his body with both hands, took a few bites, and spit out the sand in his mouth. "This must be the demon girl who wants to stop us. Don't worry, we succeeded. She can't even think about putting us in that illusory cage again."