The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Well... are you... are you a hunter..." The witch repeated it again with a husky and low voice, with a trace of doubt in it, but soon this doubt dissipated. Seeing Zelin's silence, the witch smiled in a low voice, "Don't worry, some things should be secrets, especially since they have reasons to be secrets, and many people don't like their secrets being discovered. If you don't mind... ...Hehe..."

Zelin silently looked at the man dressed as a witch. With one hand on his waist like a pinch, he could feel the outline of the magic bomb through his clothes.

"Are you really a hunter, sorry, the incense covers your scent, I can't judge..." The witch regained his dull voice, as if the sharp laughter had never existed. "Very good, good , I have been waiting for your arrival, although the way is not the same as I imagined, it is not important, hunter. Outside, in other places, hunting keeps many people hiding in the room, waiting for everything to pass, waiting for the end... …It used to be, it is now, and it will be even more so in the future. But this will not end easily... hee hee..."

The witch ended with a terrifying laugh.

"I'm not a hunter." Zelin shook his head. He didn't know what the hunter was in the witch's mouth, but he didn't want to get involved in it. "I'm not the hunter in your mouth."

"When you go out, you will hear the screams of female townspeople, the stench of blood, the roar of monsters... everything will happen. Yanan is in disaster."

Yanan...Zelin silently remembered this place name in his heart.

"If you can meet people who have not lost their minds. Kind hunters, please tell them here, Orton Chapel. They will be safe here. The incense will drive away the beasts. Tell everyone...Come on. ."

"I am not a hunter." Zelin emphasized again.

"Maybe, good luck, you can reach the center of Yanan by crossing a bridge to the north...hehe...hehehe..." The witch let out a strange laugh again, then lowered her forehead deeper, and fell back into it. Silence.

Ze Lin narrowed his eyes, then shook his head, turned and pushed open the wooden door of the chapel. The cold wind outside came in instantly, but for some reason, the smell of incense did not weaken at all, until he walked out of the church door with both feet, the smell of incense disappeared instantly.

What a strange person...I hope the residents of this small town will be normal...

Zelin looked up at the sky at dusk and sighed.

Thanks to the light courier for the reward, and thanks to Quincy for being a good girl, and for rewarding the completed soul seat; thanks to Ace1992, garcane, for coming to beat me, idiot, the monthly pass of the wolf school assassin master. This was intended to be sent at noon, but I was asked to modify it to the afternoon...

Chapter 65: Enthusiasm is Like Fire

This is a very huge city, so huge that Zelin can hardly imagine that this place is just called a town. When Zelin stood on a platform, with the help of the setting sun, he could roughly see the original appearance of the city under his feet.

The area of ​​the city is very vast. Zelin has visited many places he considers to be big cities before, such as Vizima, Nilfgaard, Novigrad, and the summer capital of Corvell-Bovis. Pound Vines, the largest of these, Novigrad, is one of the earliest human kingdoms, the capital of the Kingdom of Shamburk. There are more than 10,000 non-human races inhabited in the entire city, including elves, dwarves, night devils and the like. Residents. Originally Zelin thought it was a big city, even Camelot under Altria's rule was far inferior to Novigrad.

Roughly speaking, in Zelin’s impression, the concept of an ordinary city should resemble that of Barvikan in Livia. There are more than 1,200 people living in the city walls. If you count the villages around the city, there are probably 5,000 or 6,000 people. It is managed by a mayor and surrounding village elders, but the scale of this place called Yanan Town is far beyond Zelin's expectations.

The whole city seems to be built on a hillside, and the architectural layout is from high to low. Zelin looked up and could see that the bottom of some buildings was a few meters higher than the top of his head at this time, and the top of some buildings was much lower than the platform under his feet. The surrounding architectural styles are very peculiar. They are not like the usual buildings in Zelin, but the overall style is very tall and thin. The walls are sharp and angular. The lines give people a mysterious and sad feeling.

At this moment, Zelin is located next to a bridge. On the bridge, there are about five humanoid creatures wandering back and forth, some holding pitchforks, some holding hand axes and torches, but the demon hunter did not rush over because he had already realized before that. Something must have happened to this town, something terrible is happening.

Probably not long ago, Zelin walked out of the church not far, he was planning to follow the direction that the red witch said, heading south to the center of Yanan town she said. After all, this is a new world, Zelin is very curious about it, especially this world is obviously different from Altria’s world, to be precise, it is different from the world of Knight King and Zelin, maybe he can find something interesting, Then bring back things that you can use in the future, just like some inland residents can't go to the Skellig Islands once in a lifetime, and you should naturally bring home something that can be used as a souvenir.

Then he met a dog.

It looks very strange, perhaps because the environment of this world is different from the world he is in, so it seems a bit strange whether it is human or animal here. With this thought in mind, Zelin looked at the big dog with his tongue drooping and the two men with pitchforks and torches next to him with his research eyes.

The big dog has no hair, and the whole body is light gray, or the hair is short, so short that it almost sticks to the skin so that Zelin can't see clearly in the evening sunlight. Its skin is very rough and it is covered with pits and pits. Has it been abused? Or is it the way it was originally? Zelin didn't know, and in fact there was no time for him to think about these things. When he noticed the big dog, the big dog also noticed him, and then the big dog rushed over at an extremely fast speed. If he could ignore the big mouth and the jagged jagged mouth that almost split his face into two halves, the demon hunter would really think that the dog just wanted to give him a passionate hug.

Then, before Zelin's teeth came into close contact with his neck, the demon hunter slightly and quickly turned his body sideways. The attacker in mid-air could not stop his figure, and his big mouth hit the target with a mouthful of blood. On the iron fence behind, and the big dog's body is obviously not as firm as the spikes on the iron fence.

Zelin raised his arm to block the splashing blood and shook his head. He looked at the two nearby men who seemed to be townspeople facing him. One of them should be the owner of this big dog. The appearance of these two people is similar to that of the red-clothed witch in the church. They have thick knuckles, slender arms, and long hairs on the backs of their hands, because they both wear wide eaves. With the cap and head down, Zelin couldn't see their faces clearly, and could only see their chins covered with hard-textured hairs.

He originally planned to apologize to the owner of the big dog and obtain forgiveness. Although it was not his fault, Zelin didn't want to cause trouble. From the outside, the size of the residents here did not match the human image on the statue. He didn't know why this accident happened, but Zelin had already begun to consider spending some time in the forest or wilderness outside the town. The food in the bag can last for a month, and the portal will not open within this month, at least not during this period. He can wait until the time is about to return, and return to the church when there is no one at night. , Leave this world.

This town...it's so strange...

As a result, the two townspeople obviously didn’t want to listen to Zelin’s explanation, holding a pitchfork, hand axe, and torch all the way to kill the demon hunter. One of them seemed to want to burn Zelin, the outsider, to ashes, but it wasn’t. Enthusiasm, but use torches. In the end, Zelin didn't know how many corners he went around before throwing away the two townspeople who seemed to be angry because of the loss of their pet dogs.

There are witches in this town, which means magic and mystery. Although I don’t know whether the use of Akshay’s seal will attract unnecessary attention, it is dangerous and stupid to expose yourself in a completely unfamiliar environment, at least Before getting more information, Zelin thought he might try to avoid these strange people as much as possible.

He was a little **** the minds of the townspeople in this world. He just killed a dog. Besides, Zelin was not the active hand of Zelin. Moreover, the demon hunter had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, but the two of them had to carry an axe and pitchfork to chase him. , Then if he killed a chicken, wouldn't everyone in the town come to encircle him.

With many questions, Zelin carefully walked through the streets of the city, trying not to attract the attention of any residents. Maybe this city is in war? He appeared as an outsider spy? This might explain why the townsfolk held weapons in their hands and tried to kill Zelin when they saw Zelin. In addition, some damaged carriages and many human corpses lying on the ground or curled up in the corners of the city can be seen from time to time on the streets of the city. If the town is in a war or a massacre against a certain ethnic group, like the massacre that Zelin experienced in Van Geborg, then this is not surprising.

But on this bridge, Zelin stopped and saw five townspeople holding weapons gathered around the bridge. There was a large bonfire near them. Zelin speculated that this might be a gathering place for militias. It could also be a meeting place for thugs. Zelin didn't want to have any intersection with them, but there was only one road nearby leading to the Yanan Center in the witch's mouth. Perhaps the situation on the opposite side was completely different from here? Zelin thought he had to go and see.

Flame... Flame again... Zelin saw a lot of burnt things along the way. Could it be that this is a way for local people to express welcome... The demon hunters of all battles have no choice but to do this.

However, when the demon hunter was considering how to cross the bridge without disturbing the townsfolk, he saw a man in a dark black robe walking across the bridge. Although the distance is far away, Zelin can still notice that this man is different from other townspeople, his body shape is closer to a normal human, he does not have outrageous arms, and he does not have bone-like claws. The man in black also has a weapon in his hand. He has a hand axe in one hand, and an iron weapon that Zelin doesn't recognize in the other.

Since the other party was wearing a garden top hat, Zelin could only see that the other party had a well-trimmed white goatee. Some messy short white hair emerged from the brim of the hat. He seemed to have covered his eyes with a white cloth. However, in order to prevent the surrounding townspeople from noticing him, Zelin couldn't stick his head out and observe carefully, but what happened next was somewhat unexpected.

The man in black walked towards the townspeople, who also wielded their weapons to renew the men in black.

Then blood splattered.

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Chapter 66 Gascoigne

The uncomfortable sunset was still hanging in the air. For some reason, Zelin felt an indescribable nausea. Originally, he liked places with sunlight, because many monsters didn't like to move in the sun. They liked to hide in dark and humid places and stretch out deadly claws to unsuspecting passers-by. But here, the dim sun gave Zelin a feeling of depression, as if the whole city was heading toward death. However, this may be an environmental issue, as it is difficult for a demon hunter to survive the sand-filled Serekania alone, and the number of brigades who have died due to hallucinations in the Koria Desert are countless.

The five townspeople surrounded by the bonfire just now collapsed to the ground. The people in black have good fighting skills. The townspeople’s offensive is very fierce, but he can always swiftly avoid sharp hand axes and pitchforks, and then take advantage of the opponent’s attack. Quickly attacked with a hand axe between the gaps. However, compared with the hand axe, Zelin is more curious about the iron weapon in the left hand of the man in black. He originally thought it was a blunt weapon, which could also be used for stabbing like a spear, but the scene was a bit chaotic and turned over on the bridge. The inverted carriage even blocked Zelin’s sight, causing him to fail to see exactly how the black man used his left hand weapon, but this did not prevent him from realizing that the battle was over, and the victor was naturally the one who appeared soon. Man in black.

Raise your hand and drop the axe; raise it again and drop it again. The black-clothed man cut off the head of the corpse on the ground in a focused manner. The hand axe in his hand seemed to be a little blunt due to prolonged use. From the corpse on the ground to the stranger in front of him.

Ze Lin pursed his mouth, standing not far away watching the scene in front of him. The man in black is not wearing a long robe, but a shape he has never seen before. It seems to separate the robe vertically from the middle, and then put the other half behind him. The chest is open, just revealing the shirt inside. There was indeed a circle of white cloth around the man's eyes. He faced Zelin. The demon hunter was not sure if the other party actually saw him, or that he might be judged by his voice.

"Please wait a minute, I'm not hostile." Zelin spread his hands out and placed them in an obvious position, indicating that he had no malice or weapons in his hands. At the same time, the ring finger of his right hand was slightly stretched forward, and his thumb rested on the second knuckle of the middle finger. Be ready to use the Quinn Seal to protect yourself at any time. Zelin didn't know whether the other party could communicate, or that he was like a fool trying to negotiate with a bad guy, and when he expressed his kindness, he didn't know how to cook himself in the other party's mind.

This man looked at least thirty years old. On the ferocious axe in his right hand, dark red blood was falling drop by drop, but there was no blood on his left weapon. He is tall and burly, with a height of nearly two meters, with gray-black clothes as the main color, with a thick shawl and a stiff hem. There is also an off-white scarf that looks like his family prepared for him. The bottom of the scarf is waving gently with the breeze.

"A guy who's not crazy yet..." The white-haired man's voice was low, slightly hoarse, and his nose wrinkled. "Very strong scent, fresh blood, um, very faint, not like Yanan's taste... ...You are a stranger."

"I just came here." Zelin shook his head, staring at the man's blindfolded white cloth. "It seems that I am not here at the right time."

"You are such an unfortunate guy, haha" White hair coughed fiercely. "Outlander, I was once an outlander, I am Gascoigne, I am a hunter, I am a priest outside, and now you can too Call me like that."

Hunter...

Zelin realized that Father Gascoigne in front of him was the hunter in the mouth of the red witch, but for some reason, a nauseous feeling arose spontaneously. Zelin took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead. After a few deep breaths, the disgusting feeling of nausea was gradually suppressed.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for him to feel uneasy because of the few corpses. In the wild, he often encounters unknown corpses. Some corpses are okay and can be distinguished and seen by others, while some corpses are not expected to be ashes. People would find out. In just one year, Zelin had seen no less than twenty unnamed corpses in the barren hills of Kovind. As for what creatures were killed by them, and when they died, there is no way to talk about them. For too long, the clues have long been buried, and sometimes a layer of heavy rain can wipe out all the traces.

"You chose a terrible time to come to Yanan." Gascoigne shook his head slightly. "The hunt is about to begin, and you... find a place to protect yourself, and then pray that you can live through the night of the hunt. Right, poor man."

"I have weapons, two swords, one to deal with monsters and the other to deal with wicked people. I know how to use them." Zelin tightened his mouth, his lips were a little white, his stomach seemed to have just been eaten in. Everything he drank was vomited out. If he remembered correctly, it was like some kind of illness. He had seen it in ordinary humans, but the demon hunter would never get sick, just like the warlock, the mutation of the trial of grass. It brings him extremely strong immunity, and chaotic energy adds a layer of protection to his immunity, unless the world has diseases that he cannot resist.

This is terrible...

"You are not very good, very bad. There are beast plagues everywhere." Father Gascoigne, who claims to be a hunter, shook off the blood on his hand axe. "If you are not a hunter, you are very likely to catch the plague."

"I have never been sick, and I have brought medicine, and the plague won't do anything to me." Zelin sighed, and the nausea gradually disappeared. He touched his forehead and found that there was already a layer on it. Leng Khan "It's actually a plague-stricken city... You are right, Gascoigne, I did come here at the wrong time."

The plague... so it was... Zelin thought he understood something.

The air was full of scorching heat, the flames were burning, and on the towering pillar of fire, the raging flames were hunting. Zelin saw many bonfires over three meters high along the way. He originally thought that these bonfires were only used to warn or mark the flames of the camp, but now it seems...what is burning inside is hard to say.

"You bring medicine?" Gascoin's hoarse tone was a little surprised. "I thought that the foreigners who came to Yanan came for blood therapy. Are you lost, young man, I really doubt it. Are you still awake, if you stay outside without protection, sooner or later you will become like them."