The Journey of the Demon Hunter

This monster is wise.

Zelin held his breath, motionless.

He has decorations, and only wise creatures do this.

This is the Qiraji that Otto mentioned?

Those small, jade-like eyes turned, staring at the pile of corpses with satisfaction, like a general looking at the trophies.

A few beetle-like worker bees crawled out of the pipe behind the general and climbed to the side of the corpse pile. Using a pair of powerful tongs, they picked the clamped corpse out of the pile and moved to other corridors.

Zelin waited, unwilling to move his body. According to the experience of dealing with the Anglade Swarm, the bugs living underground have poor eyesight, but they usually have a keen sense of hearing and smell. Perhaps when investigating the corpse just now, and the experience of lying in the corpse pile, helped the demon hunter to cover up the smell on his body. At this moment, he closed his eyes, stopped breathing, and precisely controlled every muscle in his body. Leaning on the pile of corpses, he listened carefully to the voice outside. The sound of the insect man shaking his wings accurately conveyed his position.

Move three meters to the left... stay in place. The sound of the wings was louder, and it was judged to turn around. Move to the right... six meters. Is he patrolling?

A demon hunter can hold his breath for longer than ordinary people. He can dive and swim for more than two minutes. It will last longer with the help of a killer whale potion. If he stays still, he can probably hold on for five minutes. To make his heartbeat slower, there is a kind of magic that can help him do this, but even without the help of magic, after the second mutation and potion enhancement, he can do it as much as possible.

One minute passed...

Two minutes passed...

Zelin waited, his fingers slowly climbing up the hilt like a spider.

Three minutes and twelve seconds.

The vibration gradually faded away, and he slowly released his finger.

He didn't want to waste precious time in unnecessary battles. His purpose here is not to help the Bilgewater Chaebol to investigate the activities of the Qiraji people, but to find the whereabouts of Xisari.

The voice of the giant worm man drifted away along the corridor where he appeared.

Zelin slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was the fluffy abdomen.

He was motionless, waiting for the spider to crawl over and get into the pile of corpses.

A way out must be found as soon as possible. Perhaps this is the Zola Worm's Nest mentioned by Otto? People are complacent about the burnt down of the surface insect nest, but in fact the underground insect nest has not suffered any harm at all. On the ground, the Alliance and the Horde will start a new battle.

"...Here!"

Zelin frowned, he seemed to think he had auditory hallucinations.

"...Damn alliance dog, look here!"

The voice seems to be deliberately suppressed, and it has been raised to the highest volume.

"Hey, are you blind? This is it! Don't be in a daze, the bug is coming back!"

Looking along the voice, Zelin saw a goblin hiding behind the corner of a corridor on his left, poking out a small head and an arm, and beckoning him.

"Come here, come here!"

He beckoned, and then retracted his neck, for fear that the glow of fireflies above would shine on him.

Zelin looked around and made sure that there were no more worms coming from the nearby tunnel, he bent over, stepped lightly, and quickly touched where the goblin was.

Seeing the demon hunter coming, the goblin quickly hid again, hiding behind the corner flexibly, as if nothing had happened just now.

Chapter 2963: Hisalie's Intelligence

Zelin rounded the corner and saw five goblins circled around one of them.

"It's a living alliance, Ricketts, you actually told an alliance about our position!"

"Quiet, I see it, I can see that human face, I don't need your reminder."

"He was not caught, the bug general just appeared!"

"Shut up, Weaver, do you want to draw all the monsters so loudly?"

"Is there anything worse than your stupid plan? The dynamite blasted a hole?"

"How can you question the engineer? It's just not enough."

"Yes, as long as you can get more explosives, you can send this group of bugs to the sky."

The goblins babbled like a swarm of buzzing bees.

Zelin regretted a bit, he should have pretended not to hear anything just now.

"Quiet, guys, be quiet."

The goblin wearing a short scarf raised his hands and pressed it down. If I remember correctly, Zelin heard someone call him Ricketts just now: "If we want to escape, we have to temporarily cease the war. These god-killed bugs don’t Care about whether we obey the command of the warchief or the supreme king." He pushed away the shoulders of the two goblins in front of him, walked to Zelin and stretched out his hand to him: "You must have been caught by the bug too, we can cooperate and escape. . We are rust water..."

"Bilgewater chaebol spies."

"Do you know us?"

"I saw a corpse number 332."

"Oh! That must be poor Kurti. This group of burning bugs attracted us. At the time we thought it was the Alliance. When the attack happened, he was directly hit and turned into a scorch in front of us. Corpse. It seems that these bugs are using the tribe's corpse to attract the Alliance? They are so cunning!"

Ricketts gritted his teeth and shook his fist with a gold ring on his index finger: "But we have found a feasible way to escape, and now there is no one to send...a volunteer."

"You have to answer my question first." Zelin stretched out a finger: "You said you were attracted by the alliance? Where are the other alliances?"

Ricketts looked like Zelin asked a very stupid question. He raised his finger to the place where Zelin was just now: "It's all there...Hey, hey! Where are you going, human?"

Zelin strode back to the corpse pile, pushed away the top few goblin corpses, and saw the pale dwarf remains below. The goblin panicked after the corner.

"He is a lunatic, let's run quickly!"

"What is he going to do? What is he going to find?"

"Could there be gold hidden in it?"

"Impossible, we would have taken away the gold long ago."

"We can't stay here, he will attract all the bugs!"

"Hide yourself first." Ricketts waved to the other goblins: "Give me here, then be quiet and shut up, otherwise you will be eaten by the bugs before the Alliance can attract them!"

Zelin didn't pay attention to the noise behind him. The dwarf had a stab wound on his forehead to his chin. The badge of the Explorers Association was covered with blood on his chest. Push it away, and then a dead night elf. The demon hunter's mood sank, but after seeing the sentry armor on her body, he sighed with relief. This was a sentinel who was killed in action. Her hair was light blue, not Hesally's gray. Then there was a dwarf, a human corpse was pressed underneath, and another night elf was stuck together.

Zelin pushed away the human being, and he saw pale hair.

Reached into the pile of corpses with both hands and dragged the elf out forcefully. He stretched out his hand to wipe off the black blood stains on his face, and the unfading facial lines made him feel relieved again. Hisalie has no facial prints. The druid once asked if Zelin wanted her to make facial prints for herself, imitating his scars. Some night elf women will make the same facial patterns as their husbands after they get married. But Zelin thinks this is completely unnecessary, Xisali does not need to do anything deliberately because of their relationship, and she doesn't need to change herself deliberately.

Below are several human corpses, tall, short, fat and thin, wearing woolen sweaters soaked in pus, they should be workers of the alliance. The rest was below, so he jumped down and stood in the pit of the corpse, the foul-smelling pus covering his ankles. Pulling apart the werewolf corpse next to him, Zelin looked around, looking for the corpses of other night elves.