The Journey of the Demon Hunter

A huge monster occupies the center of the square, Zelin ran, and threw anything that could generate flames at the monster. He could see that this monster needs time to recover when it is hit hard, and this monster is subconsciously protecting the back and the upper body of the human being. He must create opportunities. Obviously, attacking there will cause the monster a lot of damage. Trauma.

Sparks kept emitting from the monster, its size was too big, Zelin didn't need to aim when throwing the bomb. The monster's body is difficult to move. It is just forcibly pieced together to imitate the body of a reptile. Even the six legs of the lower abdomen are forcibly combined with human legs, and they can only twitch and wave with the body's shaking.

The product of a sad experiment.

"Avak!"

The entrance of the ghost horse square that was left outside rushed in. It ran the merchant corridor along the steps at the other end. The monster's attention was on the demon hunter, not the horses that ran near it. Zelin could not continue to drag on, looking at the corroded hole at the top of the corridor, acid and residual limbs smashed in along the hole. Although the top of the corridor here can temporarily allow him to avoid the rain of blood, it will not last long here. If the corridor is destroyed, when the monster summons a rain of blood again, he has nowhere to dodge.

Some acid had accumulated in the place he used as a springboard before, and Avak rushed over from the opposite side of the circular corridor. Drinking Patricia’s potion, standing in the corridor, facing the monster, the demon hunter crosses his hands. In the palm of his hand, the flaming red rune of Ignatius’ seal appears, and a stream of flames several meters long is facing each other. The front swept across, and the flames sprayed like a poisonous snake, constantly biting the monster's body.

Until Zelin felt a little tired, he retracted his hand, facing the upper body of the monster, throwing out the last Dragon Dream bomb. Dark green gas enveloped the humanoid part, and a more violent flame engulfed it.

This time, the monster's frantic twisting finally became as if it had no strength, and the heads of countless decaying heads at both ends of the body crawled to the ground feebly. Those crazy waving arms were also weakly slumped on the body. For a moment, the demon hunter and the half rotten man had no block before.

However, Zelin did not intend to continue to deal with the enemy in the same way as before. It would be too dangerous to take the same route twice. Moreover, what he needs is a height, not to jump on the enemy again.

The ghost horse and the demon hunter passed by in the corridor. When Zelin raised his weapon again to aim, he no longer had the crossbow in his hand, but got it from the hunter of Ah'gul, and resisted it on his shoulders. Hand cannon on.

With a bang, the gunpowder was filled.

The sound of the hand cannon was stronger than Zelin expected, and his recoil made him feel a buzzing in his ears.

This time, it happened to hit its Tianling cover. Just listened to a pop, it looked like a human head, which was smashed into pieces like a bursting watermelon. The body that was waving frantically seemed to be suspended suddenly and froze suddenly.

No yelling, no wailing. The test product of the Mansis school began to disintegrate, and the pieced limbs began to fall and collapse. A strong stench began to permeate the square, the monsters continued to crack, and countless corrupt corpses in the body began to fall off from the body. The acid in the body seemed to lose control and began to corrode itself. The acid pool on the ground gradually expanded and fell to the ground. The corpse was gradually swallowed and dissolved.

The raging flames were not even extinguished by the acid from the cracked corpse, billowing thick smoke. The hole in the sky disappeared, and the blood moon shone on the earth as always.

Zelin sighed.

How many corpses did he see among the disintegrated monsters? One hundred? Or two hundred? Or more? Considering the boxes full of corpses, how many people did the Mansis School kill for their plans and experiments?

"Rest in peace."

Not looking at the corpse that was being decomposed, Zelin walked toward the square, the chapel at the end of Yahagul.

Chapter 583: Race against time

Compared with other tall buildings in Yahagul, this chapel is a bit small and pitiful.

This may be a member of the Mansis school.

But they are all dead.

As soon as he walked up the steps of the chapel, Zelin saw a dry corpse on the round platform in front of him, wearing a robes of Ahagul's characteristics, and wearing a high iron cage on his head, like a prison. The person's neck was fastened tightly, and the whole head was enveloped by iron. It was exactly the same as what the Demon Hunter saw when he entered Yahagul.

Around the platform, like a classroom lecture hall, there are many people sitting on one floor, and the third floor is full. They are also many corpses wearing iron cages. Zelin can be sure without getting close. This is the corpse, and it has been dead for a long time. After all, the corpses appeared dry, and the robes on their bodies became tattered, like shrouds wrapped around them.

The only difference is in the middle, on the round platform where all the members face. The man on the round table is neatly dressed, sitting in the cleanest armchair in the most leisurely sitting position. There is no dust on his body, it is certain that he has just sat here recently.

He hasn't completely turned into a corpse.

His skin has been dry, losing moisture and luster, and his hair has fallen out, but compared with the surrounding corpses, he still belongs to the scope of a normal human.

What kind of ceremony is this?

Zelin looked around.

These people are sitting very neatly. Although these people are dead, they still remain sitting. There is no sign of struggling on their bodies, and there is no sign of external damage. They took the bridle hood, sat on the chair, and then died, as if they died suddenly in a dream, so that the people here did not even realize that they had stepped into the grave.

The ceremony was successful? Still failed?

Or is there only one person who succeeds, and the price of one person's success is to let the members of all other schools die?

The demon hunter looked at the things on their heads.

The red witch mentioned that the Mansis school has a connection with dreams. It is this headdress like a cage?

Zelin walked to the round stage, he was about to reach out to remove the cage from the man's head. But then, the demon hunter suddenly thought of what he had seen and heard in the Youxian Church, the fresco leading to Eredel, and he was inevitably sucked into the painting when he only touched that painting a little bit. If this thing is connected to an independent dream, it is not a wise decision to touch it rashly.

Looking around, Ze Lin picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at the head of the person on the round table. The stones crossed a parabola, and as soon as they touched the man, they disappeared without a trace.

"Well, no wonder he can sit here all the time."

Anything that touches him will disappear, I don't know where it was sucked into. There is really no way to cause harm to him, even if standing a distance and shooting a hand cannon at the man's head, the shell may disappear when it is about to touch him.

In other words, this is just a trap.

Zelin tried the other corpses that failed in the same way. They did fail. The small stones hit them, only the dust on their shoulders. Zelin walked to the other corpse, took off the cage headgear and slowly removed it from its head.

"It's so heavy, aren't you afraid to crush your heads?"

Naturally, the mummy will not answer the questions of the demon hunter.

After searching back and forth, after confirming that there were no other noteworthy things in the chapel, Zelin left with the metal headdress he had obtained.

The Demon Hunter didn't have a deep understanding of dreams. He didn't even know how he had entered Jiu Yanan's dreams before, and then returned by mistake. This time, he needs professional advice. The red witch obviously has a deep understanding of dreams. He needs her advice on how to enter the dream safely and return.

The way back has become easier. After the death of the bell-ringer, most of the villagers’ monsters in Yahagul disappeared. Only the failed experiments and mutated corpses are still wandering in the village, even if the dream is over. Yahagul will not be able to return to normal. The plan of the Mansis School has turned this city into an empty city of death and monsters.

After leaving Yahagul, the road became much safer. Most of the monsters here fell into the dream of a blood moon, until they returned to Orton Chapel, Zelin threw the heavy headdress in his hand to the ground.

"I found the Mansis school, and this thing, I don't know how to use it, do you know how to use it?" Zelin sat cross-legged in front of the witch and said, "There is also a monster made up of corpses. What the **** is that? Something?"

"You killed that thing?"

"Perhaps." Reminiscing that it was something summoned from a group of voids, who knows whether it is the only thing or one of many experiments.

"The rebirth of the ancient god." The red witch murmured. "After Lawrence failed, the Mansis school hoped to be upgraded with the help of the ancient gods. Have you seen those Amidalas? Hehe, Mansis school There are these ancient gods everywhere where you like yourself, but Amidala is just the simplest ancient god, so they tried to create one by themselves, an artificial ancient god. You met their research results."

"It's crazy."

Create a **** by yourself? This is the first time a demon hunter has seen such an idea, "Is it an ancient god?" Zelin recalled his battle, "It looks like a very powerful, dangerous, and magical monster. "This monster's spells and its own characteristics are enough to destroy a city, but it is far from a god. The more corpses it absorbs, the stronger it becomes? Zelin increasingly believed that the sorcerer order in his world banned anyone from studying the use of necromantic spells in the past, very wise, "You seem to know what they are doing?"

"I have heard it, but I never knew the specific plan. This is a failure." The red witch's hand gestured in mid-air. "A terrible failure. The Lawrence faction hopes to get it through blood therapy. The evolution is different, and the Mansis school hopes to gain the grace of the ancient gods, and then upgrade."

"There is no gift for no reason." Zelin rubbed his forehead. "What are they going crazy?"

"The more you know, the more you get. I hope to know more and get more." The witch's dry arm pulled up the headdress that Zelin had brought. "You don't have the blood of Yanan, but you have seen enough. Things, still keeping your sense, you should be able to use this thing to allow you to enter another dream. But be careful." The witch solemnly said, "You will not dream like a hunter. If you die in a dream, you will die completely. ."

"I have never had a chance to come again. I am used to it a long time ago, but Goddess of Luck always takes care of me." Zelin took the headdress. "Tell me, what should I do next?" The demon hunter looked at the chapel. Sleepy people "How do I end their dreams? How much time do I have?"

"Not much." The witch raised her head. She seemed to be looking at the moon outside. "The baby has come out. Time is really running out."

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ps: Regarding the update, there have been some very important things to deal with in the last four days, so from today to the 24th, it can only be updated twice a day, and the 25th will return to normal.

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