The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"I heard it."

Gascoyne pulled the blindfold on his forehead slightly, and the priest still retained the habit of hunting in Yanan. "Very light, subtle, and the sound of water, something is approaching us against the swamp."

"What's that?"

"I guess it's a water ghost." Zelin narrowed his eyes slightly. "Watch your feet."

Zelin exhaled gently, forming a cloud of white mist in front of him. The sun has not yet set, but the dim sunlight has been unable to penetrate the fog. The neighbourhood gradually became dark, leaving only the withered branches shaking gently in the cold wind, casting shadows.

"Water ghost, what kind of creature is this, but it doesn't matter." Alfred shook his head and scratched his blond hair. "We just need to know that this is an evil and dangerous thing. All evils are classified, and there is too much work to be done. We should not hunt monsters, but stay in our own tower like a scholar all day. The evil things should be cut off, no matter what they are. What kind of things, I agree with the older lady's words just now, evil is evil... be careful!"

What happened next was sudden, but in front of the hunters who had been alert for a long time, it wasn't like that.

Zelin jumped up suddenly, his ebony blade swiped downward, and the two severed water ghost arms flew out. The silence of the swamp was broken, and the water ghost seemed to be in ambush, crawling out of the water and the mud. The originally empty swamp was filled with blue-skinned monsters in the blink of an eye. A swamp witch howled, as if commanding other water ghosts to surround here, Gascoigne shot it in the mouth, but the loud gunfire was also suppressed by the louder screams. .

"The host here is welcoming us!"

Ermia waved his staff fiercely, and the hard birch head smashed the head of a water ghost. Blood was spilled all over the ground, but unlike humans, more blood would only arouse the wildness of the water ghost. A water ghost wanted to attack Ermia from behind, but the birch staff stabbed back with its backhand, and the water ghost flew out and fell like a broken rag doll among the withered bushes. The druid's wielding staff was waving a lot of wind, and soon Ermia fell down with the bodies of several water ghosts. "Blucky, Gabriel, let us give them a gift in return!"

A wolf leaped out of the bushes, fell on the water ghost in front of him, and bit the monster's neck in one bite. Irene avoided the scratching of the outstretched arm from the ground, but was again caught by the cloak by another water ghost, but the water ghost immediately retracted his hand in pain. Its palm was bloody, and the blade was hidden in the crow feathers. A little bit of cold light reflected with the hunter's movements. Irene turned her body again, and while the scimitar cut across the chest of an evil spirit, the blade cloak cut open the belly of the enemy behind her.

During the attack, the druids seemed extremely calm. Not all druids are like Skelliger's Ring of Druids. Olney holds a dagger and is surrounded by beasts. He stares warily at the attackers emerging everywhere. The pterodactyl in the sky swooped down, grabbed two water ghosts, and threw them out in mid-air. The water ghosts waved their limbs in mid-air, and fell to the ground with a patter, breaking their necks. The blades of the parasites in the south are protected by three treants, and the remaining treant is constantly attacking. Four water ghosts hang from its branches, two of which are still alive and piercing ears. The two screamed, the remaining two were pierced by sharp branches and slumped weakly. The tree people walked forward step by step. Some monsters wanted to bypass the behemoth and attack the humans behind, but soon they fell under the blades and gunfire of the hunters.

The wooden wheel in Alfred's hand was already stained with flesh and blood, and his gray robe was stained red with the blood of the water ghost. On his forehead, the metal pointed cap of the executioner glowed, and it looked particularly bright in the blood.

"Let's see if you evil and filthy things can harm the world!" He shouted, using a heavy wooden wheel to crush water ghosts one after another. Zelin vigorously swung the ebony blade and slashed at the water ghost in front of him. The water ghost raised his hand to block, but found that his hands had been chopped off. Zelin raised his hand, an Alderfa seal knocked the water ghost out, and while flying backwards, he bumped into the other two water ghosts. Before they could get up, they were stepped into the swamp by the tree people.

"Don't be alone, Alfred! Keep up!" Zelin reminded the blonde hunter behind.

They were constantly advancing, and the water ghosts kept surrounded from all directions. Alfred's battle gradually made him fall behind and leave the team.

"I understand, let me solve this, for the teaching of Master Logarius!"

The blonde hunter raised the wooden wheel and smashed it down against a water ghost who had been knocked to the ground by him.

A swamp witch suddenly jumped out of the bush next to it, and its sharp claws scratched at a white-robed druid who had not yet reacted. But the witch could not see the scene of tearing the flesh and blood, and an invisible force hit it, causing it to fly out from the white-robed druid, rammed into the swamp, and slid out in the mire for several meters. Stop. Maria walked dexterously in the team, always paying attention to whether there was a fish that slipped through the net. Zelin heard Alfred's answer, and then heard Maria's whisper in his ear.

"Can I kill that golden retriever?"

"...No."

"Why?"

"For me, can you?"

Maria's voice disappeared. After Alfred got rid of the water ghost in front of him, he immediately ran to the team, but at this moment, he seemed to be kicked hard by something, and the whole person fell forward and plunged into the quagmire. In.

Alfred leaned on the ground and raised his head, his beautiful blond hair was dyed black and gray. "Be careful, there may be arcane casters here!"

"Stop yelling, you just fell, hurry up!" Zelin made a gesture to Alfred. "My badge tells me that there are no spells here, keep up, we are about to go through!"

Irene glanced at Alfred, then looked at Zelin with a curious look, and then took a deep breath and slashed at the water ghost in front of him with a knife.

The ground shook again, and the tree people were striding forward, but Zelin knew that they were not tree people.

"There are monsters! Watch out ahead!"

Ermia hits a swamp witch in the head with a staff, and two shapeshifters are using axes and shields to deal with the enemies approaching them in an orderly manner. The druid turned his head: "What monster?!"

"Yes..." Zelin just wanted to say his guess, but then, he didn't need to guess. In the thick mist, the outline of a huge monster was outlined. "It's a devil!"

The demon ran, crashing into the team that was breaking through the swamp, and the ground rumbling under its feet. A treant stepped forward to greet him, raising a fist that was as high as an adult and hitting the devil's horned head. The demon leaped up, its giant claws blocked its fists, and the power of running caused it to throw the tree man to the ground. The two giants collided, the devil's claws waved again and again, and the branches of the tree man were broken one after another, and the bark cracked to reveal the brown-white wood below. But the devil’s offensive ended here, another tree man rushed up, while the devil’s attention was all on the tree man under him, the heavy fist hit the devil’s head fiercely, and the devil made a loud noise. Roaring, it let go of the prey in front of it and began to deal with another enemy. The fallen treants took the opportunity to get up and began to attack the demon together.

Losing the cover of another treant, the remaining treants seemed insufficient to protect the other druids. The water ghosts let go of the hunters in front of them and rushed towards the druids. Zelin didn't know if a creature was commanding these water ghosts, but the commander's idea was doomed to fail. The pterodactyl in the sky swooped down and knocked over three water ghosts. Then the pterodactyl lay on the ground and flicked its tail. The five water ghosts were knocked out and scattered and disappeared like coins thrown out. Hanging on the branches in the nearby bushes.

Looking down from the sky, the water ghosts in the swamp woodland are like ants rushing out of their nests, killing the team from all directions, three behemoths are fighting together, and the demons gradually lose their advantage and become scarred under the attack of the two treants. Tired. There were not only the corpses of water ghosts on the road, but also some Angled insects and wild wolves fell to the ground, blurred by the flesh and blood gnawed by the water ghosts.

In the end, the demon couldn't support it. After being hit in the head by the tree man again, the demon stepped back a few steps, staggered and fell, falling heavily to the ground, splashing a large amount of muddy water. This was like a signal. The water ghosts who had rushed fiercely stopped suddenly, and they backed off one after another. The hunters watched the monsters vigilantly, almost in the blink of an eye, these water ghosts disappeared in the swamp and pool.

"...What's the matter?" The priest panted, and he lifted the cloth strip on his forehead. "We solved their leader?"

"No, that's not the case." Zelin threw the blood off the ebony blade and pointed forward. "We have arrived."

At this time, the hunters saw that the range of the swamp woodland came to an abrupt end in front, and the swamp and the hills were clearly separated. The sky was completely dark, and on the hills outside the swamp, dense sacred oak trees were casting huge shadows on their heads.

Chapter 1544

"Will they continue to attack?"

It seemed that only a moment, the humpback swamp returned to calm. If it weren't for the corpses floating in the swamp and the broken limbs, some people might think that nothing happened just now. The huge body of the demon fell to the ground, and it was covered with a shadow after sunset, like a mound.

"No...not for now."

Zelin exhaled softly. The number of monsters just now is enough to crush an army that has strayed into this place. Suddenly appearing water ghosts, insidious swamp witches, and powerful demons. If it were not for the vigilance of hunters, the first wave of underground raids just now could make a The army’s hands and feet are in chaos, coupled with the fog, the water ghosts that may crawl out of the quagmire at any time, and the demon bird in the sky. There is no line at all in this battle, under the ground, in the bushes, in the sky, everywhere. There are assailants.

An army of monsters.

The demon hunter could only describe their encounter just like this in his mind. Along the way, they probably encountered two hundred monsters one after another. He really doubted whether this was all the monsters in the entire humpback swamp. But even if it was, it didn't make much sense. Many monsters escaped and hid in the swamp. This is also the reason why it is difficult for humans to conquer the oceans and swamps. The overlord of the water is not human. It was not in the past, and it is not now. At least in the future, demon hunters will not see the possibility of it.

"How is the situation?"

Watching the monsters disappear completely into the swamp, Zelin turned around and looked at the druids protected by the trees.

"Two people were injured." The Anita priestess raised her head, her cornflower-like eyes were calm: "They will sit on the tree man, and the tree man will become their legs, protecting them from moving forward."

Zelin noticed that two white-robed druids were sitting on the ground and their legs were scratched. This must have been the injury from the attack of the water ghost that suddenly rushed out of the ground. There was a bandage on his leg, but the blood still penetrated the bandage, dyeing the hem of the robe and cloth shoes red. The druids were pale, with their lips taut, Ermia was taking out the potion they were carrying, and the two shapeshifters were tearing up some strange mushrooms and throwing them into the flagon they were carrying.

"I don’t think it’s a good decision to bring the wounded into a more dangerous battlefield. Of course, don’t rush to refute me, Your Priestess, I know, it’s even more worthwhile to throw the two wounded alone on the edge of the dangerous swamp in the evening. Responsible behavior, but don’t worry, I have a friend who is on the way here, maybe she will be there soon. Please wait for a few minutes, I will go over the swamp and take a look, maybe she is following us Follow the traces of the battle."

Perhaps the number of monsters that the ladies in the forest can drive is so large that they almost surrounded them. Zelin was very happy. He was able to find several allies before coming here. Although it was completely out of his style to start offensive without conducting any investigations and making plans, he would not be caught by the help of the druids. Be caught off guard.

The ladies in the forest have many monsters.

But Zelin also has some friends.

In the place far from the druids trimming, Zelin squatted down, watching the runes on the ground gradually glowing white. Soon, the white light that emerged gradually outlined the outline of the knight, Siris stood in front of Zelin with the sword in both hands, and slowly opened his eyes. Seeing the demon hunter, the female knight bends down slightly.

"Master."

"Siris, I have to interrupt you once, is there nothing urgent on the castle side?"

"No, Master, when you called me, I was taking care of Miss Heizer. She has already rested and there is nothing else to do."

"Very well, I'm fighting with some spellcasters and the witches here. Several people are injured. We can't take the wounded to fight, so we plan to keep them on the side of the hill. They need a guard. So, I may have to trouble you to guard this place."

"Fight the enemy?" Siris opened his eyes slightly. "Master, why didn't you tell me before! You fought with the enemy in front, but let me stay in the castle and do nothing. If you think I am incapable of being your servant knight, please tell me, and I will try to correct myself. But I hope you can allow me to follow you and fight."

"I don’t mean anything like this. Hillis, taking care of Heyzer, and contacting Rodland’s people are all very important things. Apart from you, I don’t know who else I can trust, or among the people I trust. , I can't find anyone who can do better than you." Looking at the female knight's complex face, Zelin spread his hands and said sincerely. "So when I was in trouble, I immediately thought of you."