The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"As a messenger, you are good at it."

The demon hunter took the medicine bottle that Tolan threw to him and took a sip. The green bottle of alchemy potion made him feel as if he had just rested on the warm and comfortable bed all night. Although the vampire's spell didn't draw much blood, and the effect was not as good as that of white Lafada and Orioles, the potions in this world did not have any side effects. Zelin was happy to use potions to restore his strength and heal wounds. When leaving here to go to Winterhold, he must look for the formula of the stamina potion.

"You never know what troubles you will encounter on the road, wolves, demon spirits, vampires, stray dogs stealing food, it is always good to have more hands." The human vampire in this world is more than the demon hunter imagined. There are many things to deal with. Of course, maybe this is just a gorefiend that can turn into a human form, far from the real high-level vampire in his impression. If it is not for the protection of servants, the demon hunter can easily take its life. "Are vampires just the kind of guy just now?"

"No, that's just a new vampire. I guess it didn't take long to become a vampire, maybe someone who has vampire fever. But at any time, someone will sell everything for immortality."

"What should you do next? You are under siege, are there any reinforcements? Why do they take the initiative to attack here?"

The vigilant shook his head silently, "How do I know how to figure out what a vampire thinks, it's only us now."

"Sit here and wait to die?"

"Standall bless us, justice is on our side." The members in the Hall of the Vigilant have firm beliefs, which is a good thing and a bad thing. They will not easily fall into despair and collapse, but they will also easily become stubborn.

"Justice doesn't serve itself, only the weapon in your hand can serve it."

"Your theory is more and more like Islaan." Tolan sighed. "And Adawald, maybe he is right. Anyway, after this time, I hope Cassiti can reconsider. Islan’s theory. Standal bless them, and Adawald went to the crypt to study his findings. No matter what he can find, I hope he will never come back at this time."

"Then wait until all this is over...Wait, what did I hear?"

Although it was underground, the demon hunter's ears still caught the sound of something wrong. There was a harsh sound from outside, the vigilant hall was shaking and howling, loose dust was constantly falling on the ceiling of the basement, and the candles were even extinguished by the dust. "Let’s get out of here soon!" There were visible cracks in the surrounding walls. No matter what the situation is outside, staying here is the same as sitting on a sunken ship about to be swallowed by the sea. "Take those scrolls! Let's go, let's go!"

The demon hunter had just rushed out of the basement steps, and the heat wave in the hall of the vigilant made him almost retreat. The Vigilant Hall was originally a warm shelter. The stove at the end was filled with ingredients and condiments such as rabbits, salmon, garlic, and venison. Cabbage and potatoes were stuffed into cloth bags and piled in the corner. Several rows of benches were placed in front of the stove, facing the Standal altar on the long table in the middle. The windows on both sides of the roof could let in the sunlight from outside and spread it on the ground. This is like a hotel and a church, but now, here is a ruin burned by flames.

Something hit the roof, causing the roof to collapse. The ceiling on the side of the stove almost all fell down, and the flames that followed were almost blinding. The hall was in a mess, flames danced on the corpses and ruins, the wooden walls were also shattered, and the jagged damage still left unburned flames, and the dead creatures poured in from the gap. This reminded Zelin of the appearance of warlocks bombarding the city gate with fireballs. There are mages among vampires, and they must have used magic to solve the ring of protection that can only block undead creatures.

Lost the barrier and favorable terrain, the vampire servants rushed into the hall of the guards without any hindrance. The death hounds frantically attacked any living creatures in front of them, and lost their organization. When the guards started fighting on their own, they obviously blocked them. Unable to resist the attack of vampire servants.

The corpses of the vigilant were everywhere on the ground. Tolan brandished a two-handed hammer and smashed a nearby skeleton into pieces. "There must be a master vampire here!"

"Go and find your guardian!" Alderfayin knocked the dead hound into the air, and then a flying knife nailed the hound to the burning wooden board. There was a burning smell and darkness everywhere. Books, Seats, food, and corpses are only the ones that have begun to burn and those that have not yet been burned. The hall was plunged into a sea of ​​flames, and the wind and snow outside could not even restrain the spread of the fire. "Your colleagues are being slaughtered. Continue, failure is only a matter of time."

"What about you?!"

"Listen well, your headquarters is over. All you have to do now is to find a way to leave here and try to keep as many people alive." The pungent smoke blocked the demon hunter's breath, even if the vigilant was lucky. If you win, this hall will only be left in ruins. "You said that vampires are afraid of fire. Then use these flames to find the injured. I will meet you by my carriage." The demon hunter knew that the horse was still there. Alive, the target of the vampire's attack was the vigilant, not the carriage parked in the open space on the right side of the hall. "Hurry up, there is not much time."

The demon hunter poured the thunder potion into his mouth, and Tolan's voice came from his ear.

"You act with me!"

"No, you have your mission." The demon hunter stared attentively. The high temperature of the flame distorted the air, causing the black figure to be distorted and shaken like a devil. Zelin saw him. The Demon Hunter understood that he had already noticed himself. Facing his gaze, the master vampire grinned and showed his fangs.

"I have my prey, vigilant."

Chapter 261

This is a powerful enemy.

When the silver sword in Zelin's hand and the vampire confronted for the first time, he knew that the opponent was a difficult opponent.

Strength, speed, nerve response, the thunder potion greatly strengthens the physical fitness of the demon hunter, and Patrice’s potion allows him to release the ability of the seal, but the vampire in front of him does not need to be strengthened, strength and speed Can far exceed ordinary people. It waved its sword easily and launched a series of fierce attacks on both sides of Zelin's body. The silver sword of the demon hunter danced into a whirlwind, but the long sword of the vampire was another vortex, which tightly entangled the silver sword.

The blade that should have slashed to the head had to turn halfway to block the blow to the heart. Zelin's silver sword flickered, bypassing the most heavily guarded upper body, and stabbing the vampire's knees, but the opponent turned around in time and erected the sword to block the counterattack.

"As a human being, you are very powerful, and you can bring me a lot of fun."

The other hand of the vampire was wrapped in flames, and it was not only a master of swordsmanship, but also a spellcaster. Demon hunters don’t know how powerful the spells they deal with. The magic in this world does not use chaotic energy. Anti-magic metals cannot block or counteract magic. This makes Zelin have to devote part of his energy to any weird phenomenon. . Sometimes the deadly magic is not the dazzling fireball and lightning, but the silent curse. In the arena, a victorious gladiator may die in the hands of the assassin, because no one knows where, when, and how the latter will attack.

"You should feel honored to be killed by my own hands. Generally speaking, I will only enjoy the livestock prepared in advance."

It is wearing a dark red dress, and metal pieces like scales are neatly superimposed on the shoulders, arms and chest. These metal pieces inlaid on silk are sharply angular, with loose trousers and a cloak hem. They are not so much armor, but rather modified court dresses. Unlike the other two vampires, which are decorated with simple stripes, it can be clearly seen from the clothing that this vampire not only possesses proficient fighting skills, but also has a good status. Tolan called it a master vampire, and the demon hunter didn't think that in this world, the master was a name that anyone could call. As far as the demon hunter personally understands, in the entire Skyrim Province, there are no more than 20 people from all walks of life who can be called masters.

If the sword dance is a whirlwind, then the flames that are ejected from time to time are poisonous snakes waiting for opportunities. Zelin would not give the vampire the opportunity to cast spells with both hands at the same time, he had already seen the consequences. The huge fireball blasted the side room of the Hall of the Vigilant to pieces, and the burning ceiling directly buried the Vigilant and the vampire servant inside. Vampires don't care about casualties. Zelin can be sure that if he and more than twenty vampire servants are under the same roof at the same time, the vampire will blow up the whole house without hesitation.

"Why are you going back? Do you know? I often tease my death hounds. The great Maharaja Hakon also has his pet hounds. Sometimes hounds are no different from humans, but I prefer to eat them when they are tired. "

The demon hunters fought and retreated. Gradually, their battle location moved from the entrance of the hall to the place where the Standal altar was placed in the depths of the hall. The previous shock had long left the small altar missing. The surrounding bookcases fell to the ground, and the books inside were scattered on the ground, many of which were ignited by the high temperature. The servants of the vampires are all far away from here, the fireball of the vampire can destroy the hall, and the Ignatius seal of the demon hunter can also burn these undead.

The slender beast pupils quickly capture the surrounding scenes. He must find an effective method as soon as possible. It is meaningless to consume without limit with vampires. The effective time of the potion is not long. Wait until the effect of the potion fades, or all All of the vigilantes have been defeated, and Zelin may not be able to fight so many undead alone.

"What are you looking at? Looking for a way to escape? Humans always like to struggle. I like to see captured servants recover their sanity in the castle. How interesting."

Zelin took a deep breath, jumped back, and quickly sealed with one hand. Then he gave up the defense, and the fierce offensive caught the vampire by surprise. Anyone can use supernatural powers, but the distance between the two parties is very close, any rhythm disorder caused by spell casting, or uncoordinated movements, may allow opponents to find opportunities. At a distance of less than one meter, the demon hunter did not think that his own gestures or vampire's spellcasting movements could pass the sword's edge quickly, and he would never allow the opponent to use spells.

The vampire stepped back and readjusted his fighting posture. With a tight whirling attack, Pierrot Swordsmanship made it experience the weakness of the clone, topspin, side strikes, and arcs. The speed makes the silver sword body turn into phantoms. The vampire was gradually pushed back to the door by him. Although it could still resist attacks, it was no longer so easy. But this is not a way to win. Zelin is not a demon hunter of the cat school. Such a high-intensity sword dance is achieved by giving up the defensive posture under the protection of the Thunder potion and the protection of the Kunen's seal.

They retreated to the door again on the battlefield, but this time, when the vampire stepped on the wooden board, the action came to a halt.

"Trap! Is this your trick?!"

Unlike before, this time a bright purple spell suddenly lit up at the door of the Vigilante's Hall. The vampire seemed to have been splashed with dirt, and his sudden pause caused his smooth movements to be disrupted.

If Ardenfayin is released in front of a vampire, any creature with a little brain can see that there is a problem with that purple area. After the fight with the vampire, it is impossible to prepare the seal trap in advance to restrict the vampire's actions. What's more, even if it is used successfully, the vampire can also use magic to protect itself. Once a trap is not successful, it is best not to expect the enemy to be stupid enough to hit it again for so long.

The method Zelin came up with was to use it when retreating. It could not be placed in front of or under the feet, but in another location, a place that was hidden but not a place where the enemy would go on attack. The fire light could hide the light of the trap. Wait until the vampire has completely walked through that area, and then use swordsmanship to force it to a pre-prepared position. At that time, facing a rapid attack, the vampire can't use spells to protect itself.

"I will torture you! Mortals!"

The demon hunter was silent, but the movement in his hand did not stop at all. No words are needed, any behavior that slows down the movement, even for an instant. The first blow of the silver sword was not the heart, brain, or neck, but the arm where the vampire was preparing to cast a spell. The arm wrapped in dark red silk flew out.

At the same time, the demon hunter has turned behind the vampire, and the second hit is at the back heart position. The vampire's body structure is no different from that of a human. The silver sword can easily smash the vampire's heart by avoiding the bones that may be stuck in the sword.

Zelin didn’t know whether the heart was fatal to a vampire, but instead of thinking about slowing down swordsmanship, as before, the third sword smashed the vampire’s knee and forced it to kneel down. The demon hunter can use a backhand sword to cut its neck.

The vampire's head still carried an angry look, and it took four consecutive swords for only three seconds. Not only it, but the surrounding vampire slaves hadn't understood what had happened before they saw their master's headless corpse lying on the ground.

Hunters will not underestimate the enemy.

Zelin's long sword flicked, leaving a blood stain in the snow, and the griffon silver sword still shone coldly.

No need to talk nonsense.

"Come here!" The voice of Tolan the Vigilant awakened Zelin from the fighting enthusiasm brought by the potions and adrenaline. "We can retreat!" I saw Tolan driving the carriage brought by Zelin, the carriage and just arrived. As at the time, the vigilant did not even remove the box from the wagon.

Alderfayin broke through the vampire servants and skeletons in front of him, and at the same time threw a death hound on it. The powerful impact made the hound hit the stone, like a tomato being thrown on the stone, blood splattered. While the remaining servants hadn’t recovered, Zelin jumped into the carriage in a few steps, and the vigilant threw the magic scroll with dangerous orange-red light in his hand at the lost master, and stayed in the vigilante’s hall. The vampire servant who took care of it.

Zelin only felt like he was being pushed hard behind him, and he subconsciously used the Quinn Seal to protect the carriage.

"Firestorm scrolls, this can stop them!"

"Why didn't you use the scroll earlier?" Sitting behind the carriage, Zelin wiped the blood from his face. He didn't know when he was injured. Although the potion enhanced his perception and nerve response, it almost suppressed his Pain.

"That scroll will destroy everyone except the releaser." Tolan urged the carriage with lingering fears, and left in the dark. Behind him, the Hall of the Vigilant was burning fiercely in the snow, and the wailing of vampire servants dying. The soaring flames caused the soldiers hiding in the Red Road Mountain Pass to light a bonfire to warn the enemy of attacks, and the giants there wielded weapons and roared like demonstrations.

With wailing, after losing the summoner, the skeletons without magical support fell to the ground, turning into a pile of meaningless fragments. The miners outside Morningstar City saw the skyrocketing fire and heard the screams like resentful spirits. They hid in the sleeping bags in the mine, praying to the Nine Holy Spirits and Talos.

"Where shall we go next?"