The Journey of the Demon Hunter

It seems that because of the injury of the front paw, the hound fell unsteadily and fell onto the opened wooden box as soon as it landed. In a confrontation, the demon hunter exchanged positions with the monster. Zelin’s left hand is the open wooden door. The space in the house is too narrow to fight with the enemy. When the hound just got up and was ready to launch the next attack, the demon hunter made a seal with one hand. Ardenfayin's magic trap appeared on the wooden board at the door.

Recovered, the hound pounced on Zelin again. Facing the open mouth of the enemy, the demon hunter bent down slightly, and the silver sword struck his chest in a stabbing posture. The hound was only two meters away from Zelin, and he could even smell the **** breath from the hound's mouth. This hound seemed to have just eaten.

Just as the hound was about to pounce on Zelin, six lavender runes suddenly lit up on the ground. The mark of an hourglass burst out with a dazzling purple light, and the hound was instantly enveloped in it. In an instant, the flow of time on the hound seemed to be like a video tape with the slow button pressed, and it became extremely slow. Zelin could clearly see the lines on the hound and the pieces of clothing remaining at the corners of his mouth. He didn't know the moment. He didn't want to know what the hound was thinking. Maybe the wild hunters were wise, but the hound was just a killing tool.

Seeing the hound hit the trap of Yaden's Fayin, the silver sword in Zelin's hand stabbed like a snake hunting, and a sword pierced its throat into the exact location of the hound's heart. To deal with hounds, in addition to cutting off their heads, only piercing the location of their heart. Although it is not a real heart, there have been mages who have studied hounds. They are not real creatures but constructs, no matter what they are. No amount of cuts can cause fatal damage to them.

A few seconds later, the light of Yaden's Fayin dimmed, and the hound's body, which had lost its strength, fell weakly to the ground, and Zelin had already rushed out of the house.

Standing on the road in the village, Zelin subconsciously raised his hand to block the screaming wind. The wind and snow were still increasing. This is not a good phenomenon. There must be other enemies. The hound just watched outside and hit Ze Lin's bad luck, such a strong blizzard, it is absolutely impossible for only one or two hounds to exist here, there must be other ghost cavalry presences-they have not left yet.

At this time, amid the howling of the blizzard, Zelin's keen ears heard another sound. Right in front, he seemed to hear a human cry for help. Although the possibility of illusion is not ruled out, not many humans can escape the killing of wild hunt, of course, it is not ruled out as a trap. However, after hesitating for less than five seconds, he hurried to the direction of the sound. In any case, he would not die of humans threatened by monsters, no matter what humans think of him.

This is the iron rule of the demon hunter and the foundation of the demon hunter. No matter how many demon hunters still follow this iron rule.

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Chapter 28 Take Drugs!

The wind and snow were mixed with icy scum, and the skin was painful as a needle pricked by the strong wind, but Zelin's accumulated experience has allowed him to ignore this pain long ago. In fact, as long as you can pass the trial of green grass alive, you won't be affected by pain anymore, and the severe pain of body mutation can persist through gritted teeth. What can't be tolerated.

Against the wind and snow, Zelin advanced about 30 meters, and saw a few dark shadows shaking back and forth in the vast expanse of whiteness. There was a low voice crushing the ground, and the foul smell permeated the air, constantly beating his nerves, making his muscles tense, his finger joints creaking, maybe it was a new wild hound. It is a wild hunter who leads the hounds, but no matter who it is, Zelin will face a fierce battle.

Moving forward about ten steps further, the demon hunter finally saw what was going on in the shadows. About three wild hounds are about to pounce their victims to the ground. This somewhat fat man seems to have escaped from a long house behind him. He has no weapons on his body, only torn pieces that have been bitten. The rotten linen clothes were draped on her body, and there was only one leather boot on her feet, and the other one did not know where she left it. After seeing Zelin's appearance, especially seeing the long sword in his hand, the man ran to Zelin, screaming in horror.

"Devil! Devil!"

"Damn... Go outside to find other soldiers." Zelin stepped aside, and the man fled away in a panic. Zelin didn't know if he heard his words or whether he just wanted to escape from this terrible place. No one knew where to go, but Mordred who was stationed outside would definitely be able to spot him.

The three hounds shifted their attention from the escaped prey to Zelin, who was in front of them. They lowered their bodies, and their two huge front paws lay on the ground, making a whining sound, as if they were waiting for the time to attack. Looking at these structured creatures made by magic, Zelin couldn't help feeling sick. However, since they are structural creatures, the hounds themselves have no wisdom. Whether they will launch an attack depends entirely on the wishes of their owners.

Zelin raised his head and looked at the door of the long house not far away. The standing black figure and the black armor with distinct lines wrapped his whole body tightly, as if the bones were growing outside, under the iconic skull faceplate. It was dark, Zelin couldn't see his eyes, but he could feel the biting cold in his sight. He is nearly two meters tall and holds a mace equal to his height in his hand. Zelin looked at him, and he also looked at Zelin.

It's wild hunting!

The wind and snow hit Zelin, forming a thin layer of hoarfrost, but the wild hunting soldiers are always so dark and extremely black. Snow seems to have passed through him or dare not fall on him. Without saying a word, Zelin didn't feel any tension in him, as if he was not facing a demon hunter, but just an ordinary person who broke in indiscriminately. After a few seconds, it seemed that the Wild Hunt soldier was tired of continuing to watch. He lightly waved the weapon in his hand, then turned and walked towards the inside of the long house. In a short time, the three hounds surrounding Zelin in a fan shape seemed to have received an attack order, their front paws opened their mouths with great force, and they pounced at Zelin from three directions at the same time.

Seeing this, Zelin stepped back sideways, holding the sword with his right hand across his chest, and quickly drawing an inverted triangle rune in mid-air with his left hand. When the light yellow rune was formed, he grabbed it and slammed to the ground. Shoot. In an instant, the pale orange Kunen's seal was imprinted on the ground, and the semi-circular shield with Zelin as the center fell down on the ground, covering his whole person in it.

Touch ----

The first hound hit the shield right after it appeared. It seemed to hit a wall and was suddenly ejected by the power contained in the seal. Its face was flattened down, as if it had been hit by a hammer. It is estimated that it has temporarily lost its combat effectiveness, but cracks also appeared on the shield where it was hit. The second hound followed closely, not caring what happened to the previous companion, and pounced on the spot where the shield had just been hit.

As expected, the second hound was also bounced out. It was only two seconds, between the sparks and flints, the two wild hounds flew back and forth at the same speed when they pounced. But their efforts were not without results. The defense that Zelin had established was wiped out in an instant, with a click, the seal was broken like glass, and the third hound jumped into the air more than two meters high and opened. The big mouth seems to be about to swallow Zelin in one bite.

This is the most difficult part of hounds. They never care about what threats they will face. As long as they can become a combat target, they will follow each other. After all, they are structural creatures. But this is also their weakness-never circuitous, and will not adopt tactics.

Facing the third hound, Zelin didn't swing his sword, he just raised his left hand and stretched out his index finger to lightly tap in the air.

Bang!

The mental explosion caused by Alder’s mark burst out from his fingertips. The inertia brought by the hound’s body was deflected by the impact, and finally its body flew past Zelin’s shoulder and fell to the ground fiercely. A few meters away, he took a bite of snow and dirt. Taking the opportunity, Zelin jumped to the back of the hound one step at a time, raised the silver sword against its skull and stab it down.

The silver sword paused like a stabbing hard iron, and Zelin used both hands to force, and the higher griffon silver sword finally pierced its forehead before the hound struggled away. But before the demon hunter was fortunate to be the first to defeat an enemy, a wave of gravity suddenly came from behind him, and the sharp pain on his shoulder made his eyes dark. When he recovered, his legs were kneeling on the ground. One hand backwards grabbed the hound who was biting his shoulder tightly. At some point, the first hound to be knocked into the air jumped up again and bit his shoulder in one bite.

The blood flowed down the demon hunter's right hand, making his sword-holding arm useless. The hound perfectly avoided the angle where he could attack, not to mention that an attack with insufficient power could not break its defense. The leather armor of the Griffin School is not as heavy as the heavy armor of the Bear School. Zelin can already imagine that his shoulder armor is condensing into a piece of waste. After using the French seal twice in a row, Zelin's face turned pale, and he couldn't use the French seal again.

In response, he released his right hand holding the silver sword, and while holding the hound’s head with his left hand to prevent it from biting off his entire shoulder, he quickly reached into the backpack that fell on the ground and fumbled around. Soon, He took out a round, blue fluorescent object from it.

Foehn bomb.

"How blessed you are..." Zelin muttered in his heart, clenching the bomb in his left hand and knocking it on the ground, then throwing it back. The next moment, the impact coming from behind drove him out, but fortunately, the bite force on his shoulder also loosened. The wild hound on his back absorbed most of the impact of the explosion and just landed. Zelin saw that the hound fell not far in front of him, his back was scorched, and it seemed impossible to pose a threat to the demon hunter.

Taking a deep breath, Zelin got up and took a heavy breath. There was a faint smell of blood in his mouth. Perhaps the shock just now caused some injuries to his body, but the battle was not over yet, so he squinted. Lifting his eyes, the golden beast pupil quickly searched for the location of the third hound. But the next discovery made him feel cold. The third hound was standing on the silver sword he threw away, and Zelin didn't think he could persuade the hound to let him get the sword before fighting him.

There is also a steel sword, but it is much harder to kill a hound with an iron weapon than a silver sword. There are also a few magic bombs, but they are all scattered around because of the impact just now. Zelin believes that if he is going to pick up the bomb, the hound will definitely be able to bite his neck when he picks it up.

Zelin lowered his head, there were two bottles of potion left on his waist. One bottle of crimson medicine is used to heal wounds, and the other bottle is light blue decoction-Diarrhea decoction

"Um... I'm going to drink the **** decoction again..."

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Chapter Twenty-Nine

The snowstorm continues, but the battle in the village is drawing to a close.

Although there is only one steel sword, Zelin's accumulated combat experience and the skills honed in countless battles are not something that a wild hound that didn't know how long it took to build can compete. Facing a hunting dog, Zelin's fighting pressure was suddenly reduced a lot, and he was also able to better use the French seal to solve the problem.

After about a few minutes, standing next to the corpse of the third wild hound, Zelin threw off the blood on the weapon in his hand, threw the steel sword with many gaps on the ground, walked forward two steps, and stooped to pick it up. Pick up the silver sword that just fell to the ground. He seldom uses steel swords, so he rarely pays attention to what kind of strength the steel sword in his hand can support. This year is still a peaceful age, although Nilfgard and the northern countries have begun. If you want to build forces near the Yarlunga River, armed conflict is imminent, but there are still not many robbers in the wild, at least there are not as many water ghosts in the river.

When I go back, I must let Francesca use a good steel sword as my reward...

In mourning for a few seconds of silence for the Griffin Steel Sword that had accompanied him for several years, Zelin carried the silver sword to the long house where the Wild Hunt soldiers disappeared. The wind and snow are still continuing, but there is no tendency to continue to increase. This is very good. If the opponent has two or more wild hunting soldiers, a few more hounds, and the inevitable navigator, Zelin might really have to consider whether he is chasing them in the past to stop them, or just simply Death in the past.

But he must prevent Wild Hunt from opening the portal further. Camelot City is only more than a day away. If the portal expands, Hoarfrost will swallow all of this area sooner or later. It will always remain at about minus 20 degrees, covering it all day long. The frosted land is not a place where normal organisms can survive. In the world where Zelin lives, no matter what country it is, he understands the threat of wild hunting. The Brotherhood of the Wizards of Sinide Island, which is composed of wizards and sorcerers, will also deal with the hoarfrost that may ensue when wild hunting appears.

But here, only Zelin is alone.

Pushing open the creaking wooden door blown by the wind, the situation in the long house caught Ze Lin's eyes. The inside is very clean, so clean that there is not even a single piece of furniture. In other words, the pieces of wood on the ground should be the old furniture, but they have changed back to the original state for some reason. However, this also facilitated Zelin's search. The Wild Hunt soldier had no idea of ​​concealing his whereabouts at all. He walked from the door with Shirayuki's footprints to a wooden board behind the house and disappeared.

When he reached the place where the footprints disappeared, Zelin pierced the silver sword into the gap between the wooden boards, and with a strong force, the movable wooden board creaked and the gap widened a little. Seeing this, Zelin squatted down, put his hand into the space between the boards, grabbed it and pulled it outward. Then, the dark entrance to the cave appeared in front of him. He stretched out his head to look inside, and saw a short wooden ladder framed on the vertical hole, covered with some handprints. It seemed that the wild hunt went down from here.

Potions, or decoctions.

Zelin tangled through the package, searching for it. After the battle was over, he recovered the potions scattered on the ground. Except for some of the potions scattered on the stone, most of the potions were intact. If possible, he would like to use everything that could be used in the battle. Drink all of the potions and decoctions, but he is not the group of viper school. Specialized in potions, they can pour three bottles of decoction in a row to strengthen themselves, but their appearance also leaves more signs of decoction corrosion. , Such as Guret's Resso, his big bald head seems impossible to change forever.

He took out the necessary white honey potion and took a sip. Then Zelin vomited a sip of black blood, but his whole body became much more relaxed. The white honey relaxed his organs that were overwhelmed by the erosion of the Diocetus decoction. A moment, but this is only for the time being. Another bottle of light green potion appeared in his hand. Pai Jade potion, which can increase the strength of the sign, is deeply loved by the Griffin school demon hunters, and is not very toxic, although it lasts for a long time. It is short but can be drunk several times during the battle to compensate for the quality by quantity.

Taking a deep breath, drank the potion mixed with dwarven spirits, and then took off the slimy gloves soaked in blood and threw them to the ground to facilitate the release of the seal during the battle. Looking down at the bottomless thing, Zelin sighed, grabbed the wooden ladder and climbed down.

He has specializations in art. Zelin prefers to use seals to fight with enemies on wide flat grounds compared to fighting with powerful enemies in a narrow area. After all, he is not a wolf school that learns everything, nor is he based on Skelly. It’s not his strong suit to stand head-to-head with the enemy, the bear school, who is the master, and the heavy armored bear school. Maybe the cat school who is proficient in assassination likes dark places, but Zelin doesn't like it.

"Well...I will definitely ask Altria for unexpected compensation after I finish this battle." Zelin murmured, as he descended the ladder for about ten meters until he reached the lowest end of the cave. This village is not as ordinary as it looks, at least he has not heard of a natural cave under that ordinary village.

Stepping on some damp ground, it’s strange. There is no hoarfrost here. It stands to reason that this is not normal. The outside has reached minus ten degrees, but the cave is wet, there are some mushrooms and moss. It’s a pity that these mushrooms are just Ordinary edible mushrooms cannot be used as alchemical ingredients.

The cave is not big, only two adults can go side by side. There is no light source inside, and Zelin can’t see anything. Although his eyes can absorb light to the maximum, the premise is that there must be light. If there is really no light at all, no one with a good sight can Maybe a little bit can be seen. He had to drink some cat potions to prevent him from tripping over the protruding stones.

The cave was not deep, and he advanced for about a few hundred meters. After going around a corner, Zelin saw the light of flames emerging from the cave not far away. Someone is lighting the torch. I'm very curious why wild hunting still needs torches, or why torches can light up beside wild hunting, but Zelin still lowered his body, bent over and leaned forward cautiously.

When he reached the entrance of the cave, Zelin narrowed his eyes and looked inside with the light of the torch. This is a circular natural cave about hundreds of square meters in size. It is only five meters high. The top is full of solid rocks. Some stalactites hang upside down like a hanging sword. There were no hounds in the hall, only three black shadows over two meters tall stood among them. Two were wearing heavy black armor and one was wearing a light gray robe. One of them was known by Zelin, who he had just seen outside. Wild hunting soldiers.

"You never know what it means to give up, right, demon hunters." Not only Zelin discovered the wild hunt, but the wild hunters also discovered the extra intruders behind them. Then the navigator with his staff turned to face the location of the demon hunter, "Kill him!"

"No, there is no time. Master Eredin has found traces of the blood of the ancients." Standing between the two, it seemed that the commander's wild hunt prevented him from saying, "Go now, and search for the blood of the ancients is the primary goal."

"Understood." There was no emotion in the navigator's voice. The magic circle in his hand hit the ground, and a strange voice came out from under his white mask, and the gust of wind blew out the surrounding flames for a moment. A pale orange portal emerged out of thin air. Upon seeing this, Zelin drew out his sword, but found that he could not move a minute, and after opening the portal, the navigator raised his staff and pointed it at him.

Magic!