The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Zelin stopped. He turned back. Two orcs were about to catch up with Bahrain. The demon hunter swung a sword sharply. One orc fell over his slit throat, and the other wanted to swing. The sword slashed towards Zelin, but Bahrain drew a hand axe to slash in the leg, and then was pierced through the chest by an ebony blade.

"Let me stay, wizard." Bahrain said, and another orc jumped out from the side, but Bahrain's axe hit its head head-on, blood splattered. "I can hold them for a while, and you can lead others out of here alive!"

"No, you know what, Bahrain, I have one of the worst characters, and that is that I am greedy." Zelin waved his sword, and the ebony blade split the shield in front of him and the orc behind him. An orc archer aimed at Zelin and shot an arrow. The demon hunter backhanded his sword, and the arrow was bounced. He turned around, swung his sword and slashed an orc's head, and drew his crossbow against the archer. Trigger. The archer knelt to the ground while clutching the hit abdomen. The orc who was catching up from behind stepped on the ground before falling down. "I am very greedy. I hope that all good people can survive. I hope that as many people as possible can survive! Who do you think I will sacrifice to stay behind?! No, follow me! Don't think about these orcs Success!"

Six orcs surrounded him, Zelin emptied his hand with one hand, and the Alder rune radiating light blue appeared in the palm of his hand. He held the rune and pressed it violently on the ground. The sudden burst of air flow threw the nearby orcs like rags and hit the orcs behind. But this is not the end. Zelin raised his hand again, and gestured to the ogre who was rushing over to draw the rune of Axial Fayin. He knew that Yaksi Fayin didn't seem to be so effective in this world, but he didn't need control, he needed some confusion.

The running ogre suddenly yelled. It swung the huge wooden stick in its hand and hit the ground. Several orcs who hadn't reacted were knocked out directly, or they were knocked to the ground with blood flowing all over the ground. . This unexpected attack plunged the orcs into chaos. Zelin swung his sword and chopped down two nearby enemies, and blood dripped down the blade of the ebony blade. He once again drew a sign of Akshay and aimed at another ogre.

Several more orcs standing beside the ogres were knocked into the air.

"What's going on?!" Bahrain asked in surprise.

"These ogres have betrayed the orcs, let's go, Bahrain!"

Of course Zelin knew that this was impossible. This is just some illusion, or makes some simple-minded creatures become manic. This is a little trick that the elven warlock gave him when he talked with Francesca in his spare time about the Demon Hunter's Seal. In the past, there has never been a warlock teaching the magic hunter about the knowledge of spellcasting. Maybe the elf is more important than theory in many aspects, but her experience in magic is beyond doubt.

They ran away quickly, and the chaotic orc was quickly left behind by them.

Zelin really didn't know how big this hall was. They ran for a long time until they couldn't hear the footsteps of the orcs.

Bahrain stopped, panting heavily on his knees with both hands. The orcs were temporarily thrown away by them. These orcs were not familiar with the tunnels of Moria. Zelin used bombs and traps to cause some trouble to them to slow down their progress, and lit a corner with the dust of Dragon Dream. , The wall of fire can block for a period of time before it goes out. He didn't know how many orcs there were behind him, maybe hundreds, maybe thousands. He was very happy that when Bahrain was able to fight the orcs in the front, he did not forget to send a person to patrol the back passage. Otherwise, when they were fighting, they found that they were surrounded by thousands of orcs behind them, and the demon hunters could only bring as much as possible. Genia broke out safely.

"Don't worry, Avak knows where Dein is, and Dein will take care of him when he gets there." Zelin ran two steps forward and found that Bahrain had stopped. He stopped and turned around. "Bahrain, hurry up, we should go now, we are almost there, hold on for a while!"

"I know." Bahrain took a deep breath and raised his hand. "I want to catch my breath, **** it, I kind of miss the days when I rode goats on the lonely mountain and battled the orcs in a chariot."

"You are old, Bahrain. Those young dwarves should do the things to open up the ancient city." Zelin sighed lightly. Compared with before, Bahrain looks older now than before, and the traces left by the years Exhausted. Perhaps he is fighting with young people, can shoot arrows, and can use axes to deal with strong enemies, but it must be admitted that no matter how strong a warrior is, it is difficult to fight time and age.

"But everyone thinks that we have got the lonely mountain, why should we explore other places?" Bahrain shook his head. "Once, when we were forced to move because the Turin nemesis appeared in Moria, we established a kingdom under the mountain in Lonely Mountain. At that time, we thought that we had found the most beautiful place, and there were countless golden jewels in Lonely Mountain. With all kinds of minerals, we are far away from dangerous enemies and can live there forever, until Smaug descends from the sky, making us refugees again. When we were attacked by Smaug, we could not get help from other places. Because we only have one city and live in one place. Our dwarves seem to be powerful, but compared with humans and elves, they are fragile. This is also one of the reasons why Thorin is determined to regain the lone mountain in accordance with the prophecy."

"I must admit that I am old." Bahrain stood up and took a deep breath. "But I'm not so old that I can only lie in the hall, sitting by the fireplace, listening to the story brought by the young man, and waiting for death to come. Let's go, wizard, thank you for walking with me, an old guy with inconvenient legs and feet. Here."

Dong Dong's drums sounded again, and it was clear that the orcs had already escaped the trap set by the demon hunters. Black shadows appeared on the corner wall behind, and groups of orcs rushed across the corner like black mud, rushing towards Bahrain and the demon hunter ahead. On the stone pillars of Moria Hall, more orcs crawled out of the vents, as if a hand used black dye to change the color of the blue-gray rock hall, dripping like asphalt.

Bahrain took off the crossbow, and flexibly placed the crossbow arrow on the string with rough fingers. He tried to aim at the enemy behind, but Zelin pressed his crossbow arrow.

"It doesn't make sense to shoot at this time." The demon hunter casually pressed the Arden's seal trap on the ground, and a lavender light flashed by. "Can you still run?"

"I will try my best not to hold back!"

"Then let's go!"

Zelin and Bahrain ran to the exit of Moria Hall. The huge door decorated with patterns was open. Obviously, the others had escaped from here. Leaving here, you can reach the long bridge where Dein set up explosives at a distance of about a few hundred meters. The orcs were chasing after him, but there was no sign of the ogres. Zelin and Bahrain squeezed out from the gap of the giant gate. From the corner of the eye of the demon hunter, they saw the orcs stepping on the seal trap. Their movements suddenly stopped, and then they didn’t realize what was happening. The orcs who were still running dashed together.

"Wizard, Bahrain!" On the long bridge outside the hall, Dein and two other dwarves were standing there, waving at the demon hunter. On the long bridge, with the help of the light from the torches in the hands of the dwarves, Zelin could see that bombs had been **** on both sides of the long bridge.

"Wizard, at the feet!" Bahrain reminded loudly. They had just run up the stairs outside the hall when suddenly a few pairs of arms stretched out from the side. The three orcs did not know when they climbed up from below. Bahrain hit one of his arms with an arrow, and the orc screamed and fell. The other arm grabbed Zelin’s calf and tried to grab him, but the ebony blade easily slashed the wristband, and there was more in the dark abyss. A few screams.

The orcs hit the heavy door. Zelin turned around and gestured to the crack of the door and drew out the rune of Igni's seal.

"We can't drag on, wizard!" Bahrain pointed to the cave on the distant cliff. "There is also a place dug out by the orcs, and we will be surrounded!"

"I know!" Ze Lin turned around and glanced at the winding stairs behind him. They had to move up to reach the long bridge. "This is just a farewell gift!"

As he said, Zelin threw the last two bombs in his hand to the cracks of the door full of flames and charred corpses. The orcs were pushing open the door. With the deafening explosion, the sound of the door being pushed also stopped.

"This is too dangerous, wizard."

"Of course it's dangerous." Zelin nodded. "Especially to the enemy!"

The first thousand six hundred and sixty-three chapters are just a dream

If in the past, someone said that there would be a city built on a mountain, the stairs would be more complicated than spider webs, and the longest stairs would be more than 20 meters high, then Zelin would recommend him to Osenforte, professors who like fantasy We will absolutely love this idea. But now, he must admit that sometimes, what he imagined may not be false, and things that cannot be achieved in one world may make people feel accustomed to it in another world.

"How many orcs are there in this **** place?!"

Zelin no longer knew how many orcs he fell to the ground. The orc was clutching his slit abdomen, but still tried to fight back, and the demon hunter waved his sword again to chop off its head.

"The leader of the orcs must still remember how they defiled Moria with that dilapidated and dirty cave!" Bahrain shouted angrily.

He and Bahrain ran up the stairs. Many orcs were blocked in the gates of Moria Hall, but more orcs crawled into the mines in eastern Moria along vents or caves that did not know where.

A crossbow arrow hit the magic seal shield behind the demon hunter and broke into two pieces. The bright orange shield flickered. The orc crossbowman who attacked Zelin in the distance looked at the distance in surprise, rubbing it all over. Bloodshot edema eyeball, but another crossbow arrow greeted it. The demon hunter pulled the trigger, and the orc's body trembled and fell straight into the abyss.

There are countless steps erected between this cliff, which are high or low, connecting countless halls on both sides of the mine. The height of each hall is more than five meters, the mine pit is divided into seven floors, and more than thirty halls are distributed in different halls. This was once the core area of ​​Moria. The two gates and the hall connected to it were the borders and suburbs of Moria. But now, in this core area, orcs are emerging from hall tunnels at different levels, like hiding. Groundhog in the field.

In the distance, two orcs carrying crossbows ran to a ladder about ten meters away on the right. They aimed at Zelin, trying to intercept the demon hunter from the side. But they haven't stood firm yet, and two crossbow arrows are stuck in their chests.

"We are covering you!" Ouyin half-kneeled by the long bridge, replacing the crossbow in his hand with a new arrow, and shouting at Zelin. There was a bandage wrapped around his calf, and a little blood seeped through the bandage. "Come here, we are ready!"

Avak appeared in front of the demon hunter, and the ghost horse ran like the wind, towards his master.

Behind him, the door of Moria Hall was pushed open by several sturdy orcs, accompanied by the harsh grinding sound of the shaft of the door. The orcs in the hall rushed towards Zelin and Bahrain like a flood from a bank.

"Let's get on the horse, Bahrain!"

Zelin ran forward quickly, the arrow flew over his head, and when he was about to pass by the ghost horse, Zelin grabbed the rein abruptly, jumped up and turned on the horse. Avak neighed and stood up and raised his front hoofs, but the demon hunter sat steadily on it. He shot two arrows at the orcs who came after him. This time, he replaced it with a bursting crossbow. Arrows exploded among the orcs, and the flying iron fragments easily tore the skin of the orcs, destroying muscles and internal organs, and many orcs who hadn't reacted fell one after another, rolling painfully on the ground.

Bahrain ran over and Zelin reached out and grabbed him. The dwarf jumped up vigorously, and with the help of Zelin's power he climbed onto the horse's back.

Zelin glanced at the approaching orc behind him, his gaze crossed the gate and cast into the Hall of Moria. The whole hall seemed to be submerged by the black ocean, filled with moving heads, spear tips and armor made them look like A moving steel forest.

"Drive! Go, Avak!"

The horse hooves rattled on the long bridge.

Bahrain was sitting behind the ghost horse, with his back leaning on Zelin, facing the rear, and constantly shooting arrows at the enemies who were chasing him. Avak ran up the long bridge, and the orcs chased him. One enemy after another fell under the arrow, but this was nothing but a drop in the number of orcs.

"Come on, you **** bastards!" Bahrain yelled mockingly at the chasing orcs while shooting arrows. He seemed to be back when he was young, with anger in his eyes. "Come on, Moria will remember this day, how many dirty beasts its mines will consume on this day!"

"Come here, wizard, Bahrain! Come on!" Dein held the shield and blocked the arrow that was shot at him for Oin.

"Hurry up, Dein!"

An arrow hit the French seal shield. This time, the French seal shield flickered twice, and turned into fragments with the sound of glass breaking.

"You haven't come here yet?!" De Yin raised his head in surprise, then hid behind the shield, and two arrows stuck on the wooden shield. The orc archer continued to bow and shoot, but was killed by Oin's crossbow.

"Hurry up!"

Zelin repeated again.

"Nali!" Dein shouted at the gray-bearded dwarf who was holding a shield to cover their flanks. "Go ahead!"

The gray-bearded dwarf ran to the side of the long bridge holding the shield. He took out the torch and stretched it towards the fuse of the bomb. The fuse began to emit sparks, making a sizzling noise.

"Leave the bridge!" Oin commanded the rest. "Let's go, let's go!"