The Journey of the Demon Hunter

After the grotto extended down for about 20 meters, there was a turning point. The tree hole, which was almost vertically descending, suddenly took a turn and became stable. Zelin jumped down and landed steadily on the ground. Then, a large oval open space appeared in front of the demon hunter.

Dense tree roots hung from the top of the open space, like a chandelier hanging from the top of a palace. Zelin narrowed his eyes slightly and observed carefully. He found that it looked like an upside-down bowl, and there was a gap at the top. Raising his head, he could see the stars in the night sky through the hole above his head. On both sides of the cave are neat rock walls, with a few vines attached to them, becoming the only ornaments. But unlike the wall, Zelin lifted his boots sunken in the slime and took a step forward cautiously.

On the ground is a pool of floating oil and blood stains. Between weeds and thornless bushes, there are several clusters of beautiful flowers dotted with white and red. The trance reminds me of the kind forest in those fairy tales. The woodland where the witches live, but Zelin can be sure that the kind-hearted witches in the forest will not place human bones in their homes, nor will they leave a few chopped heads on the ground. There will be no floating corpses.

"How is it?"

There was a sound above the tree hole, it was Ermia.

"I didn't see the enemy." Zelin made a temporary safe gesture behind him. "But be careful, this must be their nest."

With a slight landing sound, Irene jumped down, and then the others also jumped off the rock wall and landed in the muddy pool. The water can surpass the boots of hunters. This is not so much a lawn for the witches in the forest, but rather a swamp created by the witches in the forest.

Ermia pinched her waist and stood in front of the hunters, looking at the lair, frowning solemnly: "How evil is this, they use blood and magic to twist this land. Don't get close to those roots, these The roots of the tree have long been soaked in blood." The druid raised his head and looked at the hole above his head: "Damn, those witches are not here, so are they on the top of the mountain?"

"Ermia, can you solve this?" Zelin asked the druid.

"No problem." Ermia nodded and began to open the leather bag around his waist: "We have brought enough materials. As long as we prevent the pollution here and bring everything back to the right track, it will naturally clear all the problems for us. Harmony."

"Wait, someone!" Maria's warning sound suddenly appeared in Zelin's ear. "Straight ahead."

"I found out..." As Maria prompted, Zelin quickly drew the Griffin Silver Sword behind his back, and the others also clenched their weapons. The first thing that appeared was the clattering sound brought by walking through the pool, and then suddenly appeared. The figure didn't mean to cover it at all. When the sound appeared, everyone looked over there vigilantly.

On the wall to their left, a beautiful woman with a wreath on her head walked out slowly, as if she was walking through the wall, and suddenly appeared in front of everyone, behind her, followed by another woman with a wreath on her head. Red-haired woman with thin body. Naked, they walked to the cauldron in the middle of the lair.

"I don't remember I invited guests." Feng Yun's woman glanced at the hunters in front of her, then looked at the woman aside: "Dear sister, have you invited?"

"Neither did I." The red-haired woman licked the corner of her mouth with a smirk, leaping malicious eyes on the hunters. "They all look good, except for an old man."

"Who are they? Why are there two ladies here?" Alfred asked Zelin curiously. "And it looks unarmed."

"If I were you, I wouldn't think that way, Alfred." Zelin shook his head. He held the Griffin badge on his chest, the badge shaking like a live fish. "This is Transfiguration."

"What?"

"Some monsters can be transformed into human forms, such as fox monsters." Zelin recalled in his mind what he had learned from the monster illustration: "Old and rare."

"What does this mean?"

"You don't want to face an enemy who can tear you apart in strength and use magic."

Hearing the voice of the demon hunter, Feng Yun's woman giggled: "Sister, someone understands our magic."

"But what's the point?" The red-haired woman took two steps forward, and the scrutiny in her eyes turned to raging: "They have come here, and they have disturbed our banquet and entertainment. Uninvited guests, we should How do you welcome it?"

"I'm already hungry."

This is like a signal.

Feng Yun woman's tone began to change, a cloud of smoke came out of her body, covering her, and at the same time, a cloud of smoke came out of the red-haired woman. Afterwards, the smoke dissipated, and a huge humanoid monster came out. Behind it was a slightly thin creature that looked like a dead wood with a fishnet mask on its face. They came out one after another, laughing harshly, but when the hunters in front of them didn't react much, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Compared with Yanan's monsters, these two creatures may not have so much scare power.

"Look, they are not afraid of us."

"Maybe I'm too scared to speak."

"Well, Ermia." Zelin looked at the two unknown monsters in front of him, and asked the druid with his head turned. "Are you sure, this is Mrs. Lin Zhong?"

"Their magic has penetrated into the roots of the sacred oak tree." The druid clenched his staff and looked at the two monsters vigilantly: "They are the target."

"I'm fine." Zelin turned around again, then he grinned and waved to the hunters behind him: "It's our turn, guys."

The first thousand five hundred and forty-seven chapters of the old witch's end

The top of the mountain was rumbling, the dense canopy of the sacred oak tree swayed slightly under the vibration, and the fallen leaves were falling.

Zhu Po waved vigorously like an adult-sized arm, carrying the sound of the wind, and slamming it heavily on the rock wall, the rock wall seemed to be shaking.

Irene avoided the blow dexterously, she jumped up, aimed at the fat belly of Zhu Po and quickly swung a sword. This sword made a hole in the enemy, but compared to the monster's body, it seemed so insignificant.

Whispering Po's figure melted into the water, and Gascoigne chopped off with an axe, but the fighting habit he developed during the hunting of Yanan made him subconsciously turn around and chop another axe backhand. The touch from the palm told him that the blow hit the target. Whispering woman was staggered. It took a few steps back and disappeared into the water again. Whispering woman jumped up behind him and hit the target with a wooden wheel. In the water pool, there was a large splash of water.

"You are the food delivered to your door, we will taste it!"

The first thing that came out was the piercing sound of insects, one by one, the Angled insects squeezed out along the gap in the wall.

Now, Zelin understood why he didn't see these ambushers just now, because the witch here wanted to introduce them into the lair and attack again.

The Shapeshifter fiercely attacked the Angled Worm with a shield, and the Worm's head was slapped fiercely, and it flew out in the opposite direction when it came. He took the opportunity to grab the wine bottle around his waist, bit off the cork and raised his head, drank the spirits in the bottle.

The deformer's body began to twist, he lay down, his muscles swelling at a speed visible to the naked eye. The skin gradually turned brown, and it was wild bear hair that grew like weeds. Whispering Po suddenly appeared in the water pool beside the Shapeshifter, and its claws swung fiercely towards the Shapeshifter, and a shocking scar appeared on the Shapeshifter's body. But it could not continue to attack, and the whispering woman quickly disappeared into the pool. The next moment, Irene's four flying knives were inserted in the place where the witch had just been.

Alfred’s wooden wheel slammed one Angelide into the slime and slapped it to death on the wall. Densely densely packed Anglade insects rushed over. They tried to surround the blonde hunter, but a brown bear broke into the battlefield and instantly knocked out several insects and hit the rock wall like an egg thrown on a rock. , The blood splashed all over, and fell back into the pool with a clatter, the turquoise color began to gradually spread on the surface of the water.

"Back, young man, back!"

Ermia's wand hit the cook heavily, and the air flow burst out from the top of the wand, and the old witch retreated several steps by the impact. Zelin jumped up, and he swung two swords quickly and accurately, and the old witch's back immediately showed a staggered wound. Cook turned around abruptly, her claws drawn an arc with inertia, but failed to hit the demon hunter. Zelin jumped back quickly after a hit, and gestured to the enemy to draw the Igni's seal. The runes of the flames instantly enveloped the old witch. Upon seeing this, Ermia waved her magic wand again, and slammed it on Chu Po's forehead fiercely. The power of magic staggered it several steps.

Zhu Po does not have the magic to make herself disappear, unlike Whisper Po, who will melt into the water to dodge attacks. But in that case, they don’t need to chase Whisperer and attack. Irene and Maria can watch the entire water surface well. As long as Whisperer shows signs of appearance, their swords will sweep the old witch in the next moment. Go up to the woman's head. Shapeshifters, Gascoigne, and Alfred can guarantee that they won't be disturbed by any Angled bugs. The bugs crawling out of these crevices are vulnerable to the heavy wheels and heavy bear claws. Maybe when one or two people fight against the old witches, these bugs will become a big trouble, but now, they have to face not the enemies who become panicked because of the sneak attack, but can use all their energy to deal with them. , Three skilled fighters. Perhaps Fried did not show up, but Zelin noticed that several Angled bugs that bypassed Alfred and the Shapeshifter were chopped into two by some force in the air.

Zelin and Ermia surrounded the cook, leaving wounds one after another on the enemy. Zhupo howled, it stepped heavily on its foot, and a group of dark red gradually spread around Zhupo as the center, but this spread only lasted less than three seconds, and the color in the water seemed to come alive, such as A snake entangled the two warriors who were besieging the old witch. The demon hunter felt a tingling pain coming from his legs, and the anti-magic metal on his body didn't work. It was not magic from chaotic magic. But under the stimulation of the potion, the demon hunter did not turn his head, but continued to swing his sword at the enemy. The flame burst from the silver sword of the Griffon struggling to cut through the arm of the cook. Accompanied by the blood spurting out, his arms circled in mid-air several times, flew out, and fell heavily into the water.

Ermia did not turn a blind eye to the spell. The druid took a woolen blanket out of his arms and threw it into the air. He painted the rushing Ponta River and the villagers who were fetching water by the river. He raised the hawthorn wand. The mouse skull at the end of the wand is dotted on the painting. Then, the pool under them began to dry up at a speed visible to the naked eye. The boob’s magic lost the support of the pool and turned into a dry pool of red dye on the ground. The old witch rushed to Ermia, trying to stop the druid’s spell, but was stopped by Zelin and lost an arm. Its movements have obviously become much slower. Zelin turned around in mid-air, and while avoiding the enemy's swing, a sword struck the old witch's abdomen.

"That enemy is about to appear from the other side!"

Ermia shouted. The water pool that originally covered the entire ground now only has a small puddle. Irene, who heard Ermia's voice, jumped, and the flying knife in her hand shot out with cold light. The moment the whispering woman's figure appeared, the blade pierced the witch's ruined robe.

Maria's sword is like a cone of ice in winter, cold and deadly. Whispering woman's body image shook like an electric shock, and with the sound of her body tearing, a pillar of blood spurted out of Whispering woman's abdomen.

"Quickly come down and help us...puff!" The whispering voice did not reach the hole above her head. Irene and Maria were left and right, and the two sword blades cut across the old witch's neck almost at the same time. The speed is like a flash of light. Whispering Po's body stiffened. It covered its neck. It seemed that he couldn't believe that he would fall like this. It turned to the besieged Cook Po, and then its eyes began to shake violently. Maria swung the sword again, bringing it to an end. The headless body fell heavily to the ground, and blood began to spread in the mud.

Zhu Po slammed into Ermia with all her strength, and the wound on her body suddenly sprayed out a lot of blood. Zelin drew out the rune of the Kunen's seal. The blood mist touched the seal of the seal, and the shield began to emit white eyes. The sound of sizzling.

"Dodge, Ermia!"

"We can't let it escape!"

Zhu Po rushed towards the place where it just appeared, and the Angled insect seemed to have received some order, and it rushed towards Zhu Po, as if to block possible chasing soldiers. Ermia stood in front of it, but Zhu Po did not stop, and the corrosive blood fell on the ground, like hot boiling water.

"Fred, kill it!"

There is no need for Zelin to say the last few words. There was an imperceptible twist in the air.

A flash of cold light!

Fred's figure squatted halfway behind Zhu Po, the sickle in his hand was not stained with blood. However, the speed of the cooking woman gradually slowed down. In the end, it looked like a drunk drunk and walked forward staggering two steps, and its body began to split and slide away from the waist. In the end, the heavy body fell heavily to the ground, and blood began to gush out from the cut.