The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"He's going to control the praying mantis to hit the door again!" Ren yelled, the mob outside gave way, and the giant praying mantis rushed up again. "We need to ring the bell!"

"No, it's too late!" Triss uttered a hurried and weird spell. The next moment, a hot ball of fire burst out and hit the city gate fiercely. The city gate that had been in disrepair for a long time collapsed, forming an insurmountable ruin, accompanied by the hissing of a giant praying mantis. Dust splashed everywhere, forcing everyone to back away to avoid the dust and flying debris.

"Triss, when you plan to do this next time." Eskell still held the Quen's sign in his hand, and he looked at the female warlock who was still holding the spell. "You should shout out, what are you going to do."

He was almost hit by the collapsed rubble just now.

"Sorry, Eskell, time is running out." Triss shook her hand. "This can be delayed for at least a while. Let us go to the castle and deal with the professor and the unknown mage before being robbed."

"Kelmohan has nothing to rob, boy." Vesemir waved his hand. "We don't have gold here, only a few good swords, snow fox skins and..."

"And your most important mutation formula, various experimental secrets." Triss interrupted Vesemir. "Admit it, Demon Hunter, in your laboratory, someone wants the secret of your grass trial."

"I don't think so. Those mutant formulas are meaningless to ordinary people." Lambert laughed again, as if he had heard the funniest joke. "It's you who have to admit, Merigard, don't be nervous, I know you want to see the secrets of our demon hunters..."

Triss rolled her eyes, "Vesemir, if this idiot doesn't shut his mouth, I will...!"

"Enough, Lambert, stop teasing Triss, respect her." Vesemir waved vigorously. "First, we need to investigate and figure out what they plan to do in the castle. We can't step into the trap set by the wizard for us without knowing it, and the professor, he is a cunning killer, he won't Unprepared."

"It's not necessary." Zelin said, already holding the ebony blade in his hand and spreading it out. "The wizards and assassins who broke into the castle, leave it to me to solve them. You stay in the courtyard. Those thugs will not give up. I have dealt with sorcerers and wizards before and know what to do."

"Yes, he is very good at dealing with spellcasters." Renn added. "A few months ago, on the battlefield between the Kodwin and the Ardennes, he defeated an evil sorcerer. You can never imagine how powerful the magic power there is, but he did it and rushed into the magic vortex. , If you kill the enemy, you can still retreat all over. It must be no problem for him to deal with an unknown wizard."

Upon hearing Ren's words, Triss turned to look at Zelin, a trace of confusion flashing in her eyes.

Zelin glared at Renne and said to the others, "It's nothing more than dealing with a somewhat crazy warlock. There is no time to delay. The professor and another unknown wizard are stealing from the castle, and we don't know. What is Safra doing outside...what is this?"

The ground shook suddenly.

It's just a flash past, so that it will inevitably make people think that this is just the illusion produced by just going through a battle

"I don't know."

Lambert looked at Eskell with confused eyes, but Eskell looked at Vesemir, and Vesemir shook his head.

"I never knew there would be an earthquake in the Kilmohan area."

"This is not an earthquake." Triss took a deep breath. She looked at the courtyard wall, not the gate, but the wall on the left side of the castle. "It's Zafra, he is releasing some kind of spell."

"Spell? What spell?" Zelin asked.

Soon, without Triss explaining, everyone knew.

First, there was a deafening explosion, and the ground shook violently. Zelin almost thought that the ground under their feet was about to split, just like the description of those powerful spells in previous books. A section of the city wall was blown apart, and the broken wooden planks flew out and almost hit Triss. A gravel hit the big clock in the courtyard and made a roaring sound. Zelin heard the sound of glass cracking. The splashing rubble hit the window of the tower, and the entire section of the city wall seemed to be severely attacked by a giant with a hammer, and the entire city collapsed inward. After the dust was raised, black figures burst out one after another.

"Oh...cough cough, **** it!" Triss uttered a spell, and the cyclone bursting around them blew away the dust that obscured the line of sight, revealing the salamander gang and Zafra. "Why don't you have any walls? Repair? Lambert and Eskell should have repaired that section of the city wall yesterday."

"We are not masons, Merigold, we are still busy repairing the spiral staircase of the wall tower!"

The hunters drew out their swords.

"It looks like we don't need to argue." Vesemir shouted. Behind Safra, the giant praying mantis is crossing the collapsed city wall and breaking into the courtyard. "Geralt, Lambert, Eskell, Triss, Rain, we are here to destroy all the invaders. Zellin, you go down and stop the professor and the unknown warlock. Be safe. , Boy, don’t take risks, they can’t escape, we will solve the enemies here as soon as possible, and then go to the castle to help you.”

"No problem. You have to be careful too!"

Zelin stepped back two steps, looking at the enemy who had been killed, turned and walked into the half-covered gate of the castle.

Within a few seconds, the interlacing sound of sword blades and the shouting of killing echoed behind him, but they were soon blocked by the door panel closed in the door frame. Vesemir was worried that someone else would sneak into the castle when they were not paying attention, but when Zelin walked in, he realized that Vesemir was worried.

The Salamander Gang has already entered here.

The thugs rummaged in the castle, but judging from their looks, they had nothing to gain. Just like Vesemir said, except for a few good swords placed in the locker, there is also the snow in the box. Outside of fox fur, there is nothing valuable, at least for ordinary people.

A salamander gang mob in the glove box noticed the incoming demon hunter, and he immediately greeted the others. "Stop him, guys!"

Four mobs gathered around.

"Kill a monster, there can be fifty Oren, how should we divide the bounty?"

"Don't worry about so much. The armor and sword on his body should also sell for some money. Right away, this castle is ours."

After listening to them, Zelin sighed lightly. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the mob surrounded in a circle, and raised the sword in his hand.

"You made the worst decision in your life."

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ps: I have some trouble in the background, it is a few minutes late.

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ps2: This gap that was blasted by the Salamander Gang wizard can be seen for three generations, and there is also a description voice

Chapter 1531: The first confrontation

The layout of Kyle Mohan’s laboratory is different from other places.

He was built in an underground cemetery.

When the demon hunters were prosperous, this was the place where the warlocks worked on the development and improvement of mutation formulas. They studied mutagens, looked for more effective genetic recombination methods, and conducted grass trials on the young children they found in the laboratory. Practice. So sometimes, Zelin often couldn't tell the difference between an underground laboratory and an underground cemetery. Just near the laboratory, there is a large cemetery, where many corpses of children who failed in the trial of grass are buried.

Zelin was very happy that he didn't need to go through the cemetery to reach the laboratory.

"There is magic here." Zelin lowered his head and looked at the Griffon badge shaking on his chest. He took off the badge and stuffed it into the pocket of his chest. Near the anti-magic metal plate, the shaking of the badge stopped immediately. On the ebony blade, blood was flowing down the blade to the tip of the sword, dripping down: "I don't think the target will be too far from here."

Maria raised her head and looked at the corridor of the underground laboratory. She stepped on the stairs and walked down the stairs, but she made no sound. She was a ghost: "I have always been curious, is this the castle where you live? You two I was summoned in this castle all the time. I used to think this was an abandoned place, but now it seems that this castle is not as good as Cain Hirst, which has been covered in dust for hundreds of years."

"Of course not." Zelin shook his head as he walked beside Maria. The width of the underground corridor of the castle allows at least three people to walk side by side, and the curved passage reduces the possibility of corner ambushes. Maybe this is exactly the idea of ​​the builders back then-if they must fight here, then the guards will not be caught off guard by sneaking enemies hidden in the dark. "By the way, Maria, you don’t seem to have been to my castle. Will you go there when things are over here? You haven’t seen it yet, how much the doll looks like you, Well, thanks to her, otherwise I really don’t know how to clean the castle and take care of the garden."

After Maria's steps, she turned her head slightly and glanced at Zelin: "I will go, as long as the time is right and the steps are correct."

"Appropriate? Correct?"

Zelin asked unclearly.

But Maria did not explain, she went straight to the depths of the underground corridor.

Behind, looking at Maria's further and further back, Zelin sighed lightly and followed.

Sometimes, a woman always likes to say halfway, and then let the man guess.

They encountered twelve thugs in the hall, but they were all street gangsters holding daggers and axes and wearing rags. The demon hunters did not know why they were arranged to attack a castle. Not only did they lack good weapons and equipment, but even their shoes were about to turn into a mass of rotten straw tied to the soles of their feet in the valley outside Kyle Morkhan. Zelin would not be surprised if he saw them in Vizima, or any town, but this is a wild castle, Kyle Morhan.

Maybe Triss's guess was correct, someone targeted the mutant formula of the demon hunters.

Someone wants to get the secret of the trial of green grass.

But why?

Why do you want the formula of Trial of the Grass? Who would want such a mutagen with a lethality rate of nine levels?