The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Are you going to see Her Royal Highness Felanor? She didn't have a long time to wake up, and she didn't know much about the changes in this world."

"I must meet my sister and invite her to go home." Gwendelin nodded. "If there are sisters to help me, my burden can be lightened a little. Qing saved my sister during this trip, and also protected everyone in Huan Yin City. It is really fortunate for me to have Qing help in these times."

Gwendelin came alone, and he didn't let You Ershika come with him. In fact, the half-dragon girl might not be of much help. Instead of letting her come to Chuhuo, it is better to stay in the safer Ilusile Cathedral, where Leonardo is guarding it, and Hazel, although she only has one arm left, it is still intact, but Can still cast spells to deal with enemies. With the two of them, it is more than enough to ensure the safety of Yoer Xika or to take care of Rosalia's soul.

While Zelin was saying something to Gwendelin, Hillis stood by her side, silent. She seemed unwilling to approach, to be precise, unwilling to approach Gwendelin in front of Zelin. Because she was not a real Darkmoon Sword in the past, she hasn't been canonized, and she hasn't been recognized. She just carried this sword by herself, followed in the footsteps of her grandfather and walked out of the twilight country, always claiming herself as the Darkmoon Sword and strictly demanding herself . But she is not real, and the identity she introduced to Zelin is also false. At the first meeting, she deceived Zelin, but later, she didn't have the courage to say it all.

A liar knight, is he still a knight?

No.

Even now, she has not yet obtained the identity of a knight.

Now, the true leader of the Dark Moon Sword, the God of Dark Moon, who is worshipped by the Kingdom of Twilight, is in front of him.

What should she do.

I'm afraid I can only hide in the shadows like the black church woman she hates.

Hillis lowered his head and looked at his boots.

Suddenly, she heard a voice.

"Hiris?"

She raised her head and watched the master she swore to follow was turning her head, looking at herself, Dark Moon God Gwendelin also looked at her side, and the bright golden sun headband couldn't block the gaze from below.

"Siris, what do you think? Delin." Zelin looked at the Dark Moon God and introduced him. "This is my knight, Siris, from the kingdom of twilight. That's the one I told you about, I'm looking for."

"In these chaotic times, there are still people who are loyal and remember miracles and teachings. It is really rare." Gwendelin nodded. "Although you haven't accepted the canonization yet, when this matter is over, you are the sword knight of the Darkmoon and the sword of rebellion, and you are going to Yanorrond to meet with the leader of yours and my sister Youer Shika."

"She is my knight, Delin, you can't just let her vows become yours." Zelin said jokingly, his gaze crossed Gwendelin's shoulder, just to see the blade rock not far away. Frid behind. Frid’s eyes flashed with dangerous light, and his eyes stared at the back of the Dark Moon God. With just this look, Zelin believed that if Gwendelin really planned to do something, the invisible Frid would definitely attack him as soon as possible.

Noting the gaze of the demon hunter, Frid looked at Zelin, and Zelin closed his eyes and shook his head slightly.

"Qing Mo blames me for this. Since I am the God of Dark Moon, I must be in charge of the sword of rebellion." Gwendelin seemed to take Zelin's actions as an expression of dissatisfaction, he explained. "But if Qing insists on this, I will not force it, but the knight of Qing can no longer call himself the sword of the dark moon."

"I think it doesn't matter." Zelin opened his hands. "She's my knight, that's enough." With that, he looked at Siris. "Siris, I am afraid that when we go back, I will redesign an armor for you. I know a master blacksmith. He forged this armor. I can find him and let him get it for you. A better one."

Siris looked at her master. This was her chance to become the sword of the Dark Moon, but was it still that important to her? Her master rescued her twice. There was no other purpose, just for her, for such a simple reason, and it seemed that her master had already known that she was not the Dark Moon Sword, but even so, it was still Take her deep into the abyssal quagmire surrounding the city of India to gain her humanity.

What else does she desire?

The female knight did not perform Dark Moon etiquette to Zelin, but like an ordinary knight, bends down deeply to him.

"Thank you, master."

"Siris, I have something to do to you." Zelin walked over, standing in front of Siris and said. "Go to the gathering place and tell the others that Gwendelin is down. If they pack up their things, they will come as soon as possible." The demon hunter squeezed the female knight's hand calmly. "Be fast."

A trace of confusion flashed in Hillis's eyes, but soon she understood.

"Yes, I will go now."

Siris turned around, and the silver-white figure quickly disappeared from the **** below the initial fire. Zelin looked at Xiris's leaving figure and sighed softly.

To be fast, you must be fast.

He didn't know how long the peace in front of him could last, but it certainly wouldn't last long. Counting the time, Ashes should also see the fireproof woman walking by at this time.

Suddenly, the demon hunter heard a suppressed riot.

Before turning his head back, he looked at the wandering spirits who were in the riot, and he realized what was causing the riot.

The sky gradually darkened.

The first thousand five hundred and ten chapters where is home

Under the gloomy gray sky, the dark clouds in the sky were like turbulent sea water, tumbling and boiling.

The world seems to have become gray and white, the sky, the campus under the sky, the classrooms in the campus.

The potted Yingri chrysanthemum swayed slightly by the window.

Through the window, slender and white fingers were holding the gray chalk and writing on the blackboard, making a squeaky rubbing sound.

"Professor Yusevka, if an abnormal sarcoma appears in the patient's body and it spreads very severely. At this time, should we suppress it with liquid medicine or should we perform surgical removal?"

The writing chalk stopped and paused for two seconds. The wrist hidden in the sleeve of the tights turned and then shook suddenly. The chalk head slid through the air and hit the questioning student's forehead accurately.

"Did you not wake up, or are you too stupid to tell which one is more valuable, gold and silver?" This was Yusevka's mean voice. "With resection, the patient may die. Without surgery, the patient will definitely die. Simple and rapid resection, or meaninglessly slow death? There is no doubt that if the decision is in your hands, you must perform the operation. Even if the patient may die on the operating table. Because the former still has hope of survival, the latter will undoubtedly die. Waiting will not improve the condition, but will only worsen the health."

"But Professor, if the operation is performed, the patient may die immediately. Without the operation, the patient may be able to live longer."

"And then, a more painful death?" Young Yusevka stretched out her finger and shook it. "You can give up the operation when the patient still has family members who want to accompany and the patient himself is unwilling. But if the patient has no family members, or wants to be with his family for a longer period of time, why not seek hope? "

The threat is great but there is a glimmer of hope, and there is no danger but no hope.

How to choose?

There was a flash of lightning in the gloomy sky, and it was about to rain.

The water droplets slid across and fell gently onto the dusty ground. Before they could bounce up, they were quickly wrapped in dust. Is this water? Zelin didn't know, just as he didn't know whether the dust on the ground was dirt or fly ash after being burned.

It is said that the furnace of the initial fire in the past had a magnificent building towering, and it was the world's first fire-transmitting ritual site. A large number of silver knights guarded here, protecting the flames. But until the undead hero spread the fire, the fierce flame burned everything, so that there was only an open space in front of you, dust in a place, and a lonely first fire burning in the center of the open space.

Thunder and lightning are brewing.

But this is not real thunder and lightning. The air seemed to freeze.

Ash was sitting next to the fire with the spiral sword. The spiral sword with sparks in the past has dimmed, and only a few sparks floated out from time to time, hit the scorched sword, and disappeared into the air. The fire-resistant woman knelt and sat beside her, holding her hands together, sparks kept jumping out of the fire-resistant woman’s palms. Her hands seemed to be burning, but not really burning—a tiny flame. Suspended between the hands of the fire-resistant woman.

The flames leaving the campfire are gradually dimming. Even the initial fire, after leaving the campfire, cannot burn alone in the air.

When the flames quickly dimmed, the initial fire's influence on the world gradually appeared. The whole world began to darken, as if all the light sources had disappeared, as if in a dark room, the only candle that could provide light was covered by someone, and all the light was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Darkness has covered the sky, it is the purest darkness without light, no trace of impurities. Now, this shadow is about to cover the earth.

"... Ashes?"

Gwendelin stood not far away, looking at the ashes beside the fire, gritting his teeth, almost squeezing the words from his teeth one by one. "What are you doing?!"

"The king of our wandering souls." Yulia walked by Gwendelin, and she bent down deeply and saluted to the ashes. "Please usurp the flames, become the true king, and lead Rondoll out of the darkness."

"What am I doing..." Unexpectedly, Ashes spoke up. "You are finally willing to ask me, Your Highness Gwendelin." He stood up and patted the armor. "I thought you might have forgotten me. But it's normal, after all it has been so long. I thought you should remember who I am and remember me, but time passed by more than I expected It will take a long time."

"You..." Gwendelin was startled.

"We've seen it before." Ashes bowed to Gwendelin, then stood up straight. "I used to do this, saluting to Gavin Avril Hall."

Yulia raised her head unclearly, she didn't understand the meaning of Ashes' mouth, and Zelin didn't understand either, but he didn't move forward like the others, but stood and watched not far behind. Of all the people present, I am afraid that only Gwendelin understood what this sentence meant.