The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Mohaoge's army is Mohaoge's monster!"

Halma followed the voice and turned her head and slowly opened her eyes.

Several Skelliger soldiers knelt on the ground, clutching their heads in pain.

"Freya save us, it's Nagilfa!"

A long horn sounded in the west, which made people shudder.

Zelin tried his best to observe the distant situation through the fog and the rising ice dust. It's just that the chaotic battlefield gave him no time to react, so he could only directly attack all the soldiers he could see. Enid told him before the war that he would be teleported to him at the right time and go with him to deal with Eredin. He could only hope Enid was not trapped by other troubles.

The horns of wild hunting come and go one after another. Those ghost knights who sounded their horns and raised flags swept across the sky, across the battlefield, and swooped towards the back of the ambushers.

Olegar wielded the blood-stained warhammer and yelled: "For the sake of the Holy Light, long live the Holy Light!"

But Tess was shouting: "For the Alliance! Attack!"

Johanna glanced at Oleja displeasedly, as if disgusted with her fanaticism. She picked up the flail, as if pouring all her dissatisfaction with the Paladin into the weapon, and smashed an enemy's head.

After a volley of muskets, the elf trainer standing behind the musketeer released the armed trolls who were already roaring under the irritation of the **** smell. People dare to approach them.

Sideways avoiding the wild hunting battle axe, Zelin clenched the ebony blade with both hands and hit the enemy's helmet with a sword. Zelin felt the resistance from his arm, and immediately increased his strength, pressing the blade down with force! The seemingly sturdy helmet is vulnerable to a blow in front of the magic artifact. The black blade is drawn from the left rib of the wild hunt, and the severed upper body slid to the ground. The demon hunter formed an Alderfa seal gesture, and the rest Half of the corpse flew out, hitting another wild hunter who had just stepped out of the portal, and the corpse flew back together with the wild hunt.

Bang!

The wild hunter flew backwards from the portal to the deck of the black ship and slid a few meters away before stopping.

Sitting on the throne, Eredin looked at the fallen soldier and slowly lowered the hand holding the side face.

"Dh\'oine is provoking!" A sturdy warrior who was nearly three meters tall patted his thigh angrily and got up from his seat. His skin was pale, his bald head was painted with three dark red blood lines, and his heavy armor rattled as he got up: "Carranhill! Teleport me down, I want to teach them a lesson! "

"Calm down, Irelius!" Karanhill was the navigator of the black ship. He raised his hand to stop Irelius: "It is impossible for dh\'oine to do this. Their swords are in my clan. There are just toys in front of you, it is impossible to cut off the armor. There is a problem here!"

"After I defeat them, you have a lot of time to interrogate and figure out what stupid dh\'oine wants to do!" Irelius closed his upper armor, lifted the shield on his left hand, then turned around and picked up the other side. The sledgehammer whose strength is close to two meters: "Teleport me, I hope this group of dh\'oine will not be defeated so quickly. I haven't had fun in a long time."

Carran Hill turned his inquiring gaze to Eredin.

The King of Wild Hunt popped his index finger and motioned to allow Irelius to march.

"Lettisha!" Karan Hill sideways called another navigator on the ship: "Help our soldiers go!"

The blonde swayed behind the skull helmet, and Laetisa bent her knees and bowed her head deeply at Caranhill.

Dark portals continuously appeared on Udvik Island, and hordes of wild hunting warriors shot out from them, killing any living creatures that could be seen in the line of sight. As if only for an instant, Udvik Island had become a huge battlefield. At the beginning of the war, all plans seemed to be meaningless. The black ship did not appear in the strait, but floated in the sky. Wild Hunt did not panic in the ambush, but used the portal to instantly teleport hundreds of soldiers to the back of the ambush.

"In the name of daylight! The frost is too thick, I can't see Mr.'s signal!"

Yamily's voice seemed to be crying.

"It's up to us now, little apprentices!"

Li Min smiled confidently, raised his right hand, and the five magic arcane missile hit a wild hunting knight who was charging from different directions. The ghost horse knelt down on the front hoof, and suddenly lifted the rider out. The rider rolled around in midair before he fell heavily on the ground, spreading his limbs, and a circular hole appeared in the solid breastplate.

The badly wounded knight's body disappeared, quickly turning into particles and dissipating in the air. Where it disappeared, there were five downed Ain Shidi soldiers. Two of them were covering their wounds and trying to get up. The other three soldiers fell to the ground, motionless.

"Here is the wounded, oh, poor man." Li Min took out the book fixed on his waist, quickly flipped the pages of the book, and pulled out a scroll: "I will use the teleport scroll to open a door, and you will send the wounded to the medical tent. Inside."

"How about you?"

When Virginia asked, she didn't look at Li Min, but with her hands facing each other, a flash of lightning gathered. Afterwards, she shook her arm vigorously and threw the arc towards a newly emerged portal.

As soon as a wild hunter stepped out of the portal, he screamed and fell in the arc, and thin smoke came out of his charred body.

"Do you still have to ask, of course it is to deal with that ship!"

"Look at the sky!"

Falauda, ​​who had been saving mana, was observing the battlefield and raised his finger to the sky.

Li Min turned his head and looked at the black ship with doubts.

Then, in her surprised gaze, the black ship that had been slowly floating suddenly accelerated. Its bow disappeared into the air, then the sails, the hull, and finally the stern. An invisible door seemed to appear in the sky, helping the black ship to enter another space that could not be seen with the naked eye.

"What? It's going to run away?!"

"They can't escape!"

Enhill resolutely repeated the command to the fleet commander again: "The Skelligs cannot escape, they are looking for a new battlefield. The Skelligs are not cowards who will run away with their tails sandwiched, so I asked to be in this sea, Completely destroy all enemies who dare to resist, and burn all long ships."

The tactics of the Skellig retreat were beyond his expectations. An unclear premonition appeared in Enhill's heart. According to his understanding, the patriarchs of all major families in Skellig could not make the decision to voluntarily give up the challenge. This is exactly what he hopes to see. Catch all the pirates at one go, otherwise the Imperial Navy will not be able to find new pirate hideouts on the ocean.

Someone changed all this!

"Yes, Your Majesty!" A commander covered in heavy armor stroked his chest and saluted Enhill: "I will arrange the fleet to intercept Skye in different directions..."

Boom!

The deafening thunder instantly overwhelmed the commander's voice.

Suddenly the turbulent waves made the ship sway from side to side, Enhill stepped back, grabbed the wooden chair, and held his leg against the chair leg, barely preventing him from falling. The emperor must not fall in front of the soldiers, otherwise he will be ruined!

He saw the soldiers on the ship running to the side string, and even the Janissaries couldn't help looking in the direction of the sound. The shouts and exclamations of more sailors came from the sea. Enhill sat down slowly, and after maintaining his balance on the undulating deck due to wind and waves, he looked towards the sky.

Afterwards, even the emperor who was knowledgeable couldn't help but hold his breath.

A huge dark warship appeared out of thin air on the right side of the imperial fleet, fell heavily into the sea, set off huge waves, rushed forward, and ran over all the warships unstoppably!

The imperial ship that could not be dodged was crushed into the sea by Nagilfa. The giant warship tens of meters in height easily destroyed all the warships in front of it, like a sharp dagger, pierced into the heart of the fleet without any hindrance. Cut off the huge imperial fleet that is pursuing the Skelligites!

Chapter 2888 The Final Battle!

Gnaiya thought he should be the most important fighter in this war.

At the moment the battle broke out, she was looking for any powerful wild hunting enemy that could make herself fight a battle. As a result, until now, she can't remember how many wild hunts and ghost projections that suddenly emerged from the portal were defeated. . It's like fighting under a tree of hanging ghosts, facing a steady stream of wild hunts. But this time, they are not alone!

They will not run away in shame like the last time!

The hand-forged axe hit the heavy blade of Wild Hunt, and Gnaiya was able to clearly see the incredible appearance in the eyes behind the helmet. It simply couldn't imagine why a human would possess such a powerful force. Taking advantage of the moment when the heavy sword was parrying, the left hand holding another axe from bottom to top, drew an inverted arc in mid-air, accompanied by the spark of metal collision, and hit the enemy's chin fiercely!

"Fifty-seventh!"

Gnaiya took a step forward, lifted her boots and stepped on the enemy's neck before wild hunting got up.

After that, she cast her gaze at Altarel behind her, who shrugged, then retracted the arrow from a corpse and hit the bowstring.

Whoosh——!

"Ninety-eighth." Altariel responded with a blank expression to Gnaiya's provocation. The Nords seemed to want to prove something on the battlefield: "This is meaningless, the ship ran away."