The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"You can wash your hands from now on." Aiden stood up. "The corpse doesn't cost money. You only need a tomb. I think it's good here. The scenery is good and the lighting is good. Below is the gathering place of scavengers. They will I'm very happy to help you take care of the funeral. I guess they must like this Fat Skelliger and you. These two women may have their bones after being eaten by them."

"No, we don’t have to face each other with swords, Aiden, I’m here to save you." He spreads out his hands. Give it all to me, and then leave your sword behind, and I can go back and tell them that you are dead, and I've got the bounty back."

"What do you mean?" Aiden frowned.

"You and I killed this griffin together. His head is more than ten times the money you earned from lifting the curse. Why go to kill any monsters or lift the curse and wander around. We can use this money in Novig Rui buys the best manor, we can live without being a wanderer and licking blood." Carradine raised his sword, pointed at Zelin, and said seductively to Aiden, "This is our chance." , A manor, a brothel, or buying a fleet, this is our opportunity, we are all cat school, we can make a fortune together."

Aiden took a sip of the wine on the side and threw it to the ground, then drew out his sword and confronted Carradine **** for tat.

"Do you think I'm as stupid as you, Carradine?" He pointed to a colleague of the cat school. "You think I don't know. The fewer people, the better you can divide the money. Kill one first, and the rest will be taken care of naturally. "He snorted. "Also, I am a demon hunter, not a killer. I like my life now. Go to hell!"

"In other words, the negotiation failed?" Carradine shook his head seemingly regretful. "I don't like this result."

He slammed to the left, just to reveal the elf killer who did not know when he was hiding behind him. The crossbow bolt shot into Aiden's eyes with the sound of breaking through the air. The cat school hunter bent back suddenly, and the arrow flew past the corner of his eye, bringing up a blood arrow.

Zelin drew out the ebony blade, and the Skelligy roared, grabbed the wooden table and threw it at them.

"Kill them! Hurry up!"

Chapter 671: Cats Playing with Griffins

Zelin raised his hand with an Alderfa seal and knocked the flying round wooden table into the air. The table was stained with a thin layer of ice, and it rolled and hit the window beside it, but for a moment, the sound of glass breaking even overwhelmed the sword. The metal shrieking out of the sheath. In the blink of an eye, the originally quiet hotel suddenly boiled, and the scared women were crying in low voices, the sound of boots, and the lowly cursing of the hotel owner. The chair was kicked to the ground, the table was overturned, not to mention the broken bottles.

"Kill him!"

The elf shouted, she threw away the crossbow, took out the short bow from behind, and shot a few arrows frantically at the location where Zelin had appeared before. The scene became extremely chaotic, and Carradine approached Aiden at the moment of the battle. One side of his eye was scratched. While parrying Carradine's stormy offensive, he retreated, trying to get away. Regroup yourself.

On the other side, the Skelliger, who was almost naked with his upper body, swung his axe in the direction of Zelin. He was wearing a slanted shawl, and his muscles were exposed to the outside without reservation. The powerful force made the axe strap on. The wind slashed down fiercely. At the same time, another human assassin walked around to the left of Zelin, trying to cooperate with Skellyjie’s attack on Zelin. No matter which side of the attack he had to resist, the other person could focus on him, as if he was hearing Carradine’s bid. After the money, the three killers all targeted Zelin.

Zelin leaned to the right. He held the stair railing with one hand, turning over and leaping up the stairs like an acrobatics. An arrow shot over, but did not hit, hitting the candlelight on the side, and the silver table holding the candle rolled down the steps. He doesn't want his master's armor to be damaged. He can accept being hit by a monster, but there is no need to leave a trace on the armor because of this kind of thing.

The two assassins below chased up the steps one after the other. They chased down the corridor on the second floor, but when they saw Zelin's next move, the human assassins shouted at the elf.

"Run, his goal is you!"

Zelin jumped over the fence in the corridor on the second floor, turned over and jumped down, and landed firmly on the counter. The innkeeper hiding behind exclaimed, Zelin did not care about him, but jumped up again at the moment of falling, and the archer shot another arrow at the demon hunter.

The arrow fell through again. This should be a distance that would not have been missed, but the demon hunter turned around in mid-air, and the arrow brushed his back.

The elf wanted to draw another arrow, but this time she had no new chance. Zelin hit her at close range, first being cut in the wrist, and then he turned around fluently, and the killer's neck was like a fountain in an instant, except that all that was sprayed out was blood.

On the other side, two cat schools broke the glass, Aiden jumped out of the window, and Carradine followed. There was a puddle of blood in the place where they fought before, and I don't know who left it. Zelin just wanted to go with him, but the two assassins left behind chased him up again. He doesn't worry about these two enemies, but he can't rest assured to leave his back to the enemy. So he decided to resolve them as soon as possible.

Skelly screamed in resentment, he couldn't jump off, he could only continue to run down the steps. It was the human killer, like a dexterous cat, she was not only flexible and light, but also an old swordsman. She stepped over the elf's corpse, dropped her right foot steadily to the ground, and the short sword in her hand made a quick blow at Zelin.

But even the best swordsman needs a good weapon. The short sword in the killer's hand made an overwhelming snapping sound when it touched the ebony blade, the blade collided, and a gap was immediately left in the short sword. Zelin drew a sword flower, the assassin raised his sword to block it, and then he wanted to retreat. Zelin caught up with one step and gave another sharp sword light.

At first, the opponent instinctively blocked the attack, and made a silly move. When he was ready to switch from defensive to offensive, the killer's legs softened. The sword slipped weakly from his hand, and blood was constantly emerging from the inside of the killer's arm to above the elbow. She knelt on the ground, shaking her head vigorously, trying to stand up, but blood began to appear on her legs, and a large wet mark spread from the trouser legs, and finally twitched and fell into a pool of her own blood.

But only fifteen seconds of work.

The last Skelligite was very powerful, but not as flexible as the other assassins. This is in the hotel, with dry wood everywhere, and the demon hunter did not choose to use the seal. The Skellig swinged his axe horizontally towards where Zelin was, but only for a moment, when the axe passed, Zelin disappeared before his eyes. Before he came back to his senses, his hands suddenly became a lot lighter. The long-handled axe was divided into two by the ebony blade, leaving only the neatly chopped half of the assassin's hand.

He was hit with a sword in the abdomen, but he didn't immediately fall. The assassin tried to swing the remaining small half of the wooden stick to counterattack, but when he took another sword on his back, he could not even hold the wooden stick securely.

After the two swords were completed, Zelin didn't look at the enemy again, he walked toward the entrance of the hotel. The Skelligite behind him slowly swayed, trying to walk to the counter to hold him, but as soon as he took the second step, he fell face down on the ground, lifting up the accumulated dust on the floor. He touched his face first, hands on both sides, legs spread out, and the last puddle of dark liquid began to flow from under his huge motionless body.

The battle outside is not over yet, but it's almost there. Zelin saw Carradine throw a bomb, and the fluctuation of the bomb caused Aiden to stand unstable and fall down the slope. The fire from the bomb instantly swallowed the forage pile beside the stable, and the exuberant tongue licked the stable roof. Seeing Carradine about to chase down, Zelin raised the crossbow and shot a few arrows at him.

The assassin of the cat school heard the sound of the arrow, he drew to the side, and the arrow plunged into the ground.

No need to say anything, Zelin swung his sword and slashed at the opponent.

The swordsmanship of the Cat School far exceeds that of the Griffin School who is proficient in the Seal. It was just a blink of an eye. Carradine attacked Zelin from the left and right sides almost at the same time. Fayin blocked it. His sword is very fast, and he can cut three swords on Zelin's head, elbows and abdomen at the same time in less than two seconds, and his avoidance is like a sly loach and a phantom. But Zelin didn't plan to fight him with swords. The orange light of Kunen Fayin was gleaming. Zelin jumped up and turned around in mid-air. Carradine raised the sword, trying to resist the blow. .

But what he greeted was not the slash of the ebony blade, but the sudden burst of Alderfayin. The assassin's body was knocked through the stables, and the hit wood slammed on him with flames.

Chapter 672: Whirlpool

On the other side, Aiden slowly got up, his hands were covered with blood, and there were several wounds on his body, but this was not a fatal injury to the demon hunter.

Zelin walked over and pulled the cat school hunter up.

"Thank you for your help." Aiden took a sip and spit out a mouthful of blood. "Damn it, my hand was hurt before it's not healed." Zelin noticed that the scar on Aiden's hand had cracked again.

"Scratch?"

"Ghoul, a strong ghoul is hiding in it." Aiden tore a piece of cloth from his body and began to bandage his hands. He looked at the burning stables, and the flames illuminated the high **** where the entire inn was located. "Did you kill him?"

"Go and take a look."

They can't stay here for too long. Recently, Ailand's form is very unstable. Who knows what kind of trouble this will cause. When they walked past, they saw Carradine fall to the ground, a broken piece of wood pierced through his right chest, and **** bubbles were constantly coming out of his mouth, and his eyes looked at the sky. , Spread out all fours.

Aiden bent down, reached out and pulled off the badge on Carradine's chest.

Zelin raised his hand, and the biting Alder rushed towards the burning stable shed. The shack fell completely, and the flames on the logs were replaced by a thin layer of ice slag. This can extinguish most of the open flames, but there are still some smoldering flames inside, but it will not burn the hotel along with the stables.

Through the window, Zelin could see that the innkeeper leaned out from behind the counter cautiously after hearing the sound from outside. The smell of blood that gradually diffused in the air gradually concealed the smell of burnt.

"We should go now."

Zelin said to Aiden, "If you need a place to rest, Mahakam’s castle welcomes you. We have some children who are undergoing training. If you want, you can teach them swordsmanship. I don’t think there are any schools of thought. The attainments in swordsmanship can surpass you."

Aiden put the badge in his pocket. "Teach swordsmanship? Well, maybe I will wait until winter, or when I need to make some change, I will go over and take a look."

"We have a lot of demon hunting commissions, but there is not enough manpower." Zelin continued, "We can find commissions, pass on knowledge and train newcomers more easily when we join together. There will be no mandatory tasks. You only need to do what you can. No one will restrict your actions."

"Well, in this case, it sounds good. I will go to Mahakam. I certainly can't represent the cat school. No one can represent it, but I will join you if it is really like you said." Aiden snorted. Snorting, "But I have to solve the problem here, I have to figure out what is going on with that curse!"

Most of their horses escaped when the stables caught fire, but the four killers tied their horses to the trees near the woodland near the inn. Zelin and Aiden found them and rode on two of them. Let go of the rest.

"You can go back to your castle first, and the things here will naturally pass after I solve them." Aiden said to Zelin, "Someone wants me to die, bounty? There are only fifty Oren's rewards to lift the curse. Buy a manor? How much is the payment you heard?"

"The one who killed you can get a tenth." Zelin raised his eyebrows. One tenth, five Oren. This is just a reward for helping to travel a long distance and taking a message. A messenger can get much more than this. A lot of money."

"That's right, I'm going back. I'll find out who is behind me doing it." The demon hunter of the cat faction grinned. "Find him and kill him. He doesn't want to run away."

"Can your hand continue to swing the sword?" Zelin looked down at Aiden's palm, and the bandage that was wound on it was soon dyed red with soaked blood. "Try this." He took out a bottle from Skyrim. "This medicine can make your wounds heal quickly. Don't worry, it's not a potion."

"This smells really strange." Aiden smacked his lips. "What new stuff did you develop?"

"The demon hunter of the Viper School is with us." Zelin didn't explain anything in detail, and Aiden left the rest to his own thinking. "I will go with you, and I also took the matter of lifting the curse. "

"Then let us hurry up!"

Aiden urged the horse to rush towards Ailand, and Zelin followed him. The moonlight is bright, and the lights of the manor and village are scattered on the plain outside Island City. The scent of wheat straw was mixed in the cold wind that was blowing, and piles of wheat straw were piled up on the continuous fields. The people who drove at night were not just two demon hunters. On the avenue leading to the city gate, a long line of torches held up like a snake moving forward.

"It's the king's team." Aiden and Zelin were stationed on the high slope, looking at the team that walked into the city at night "Some interesting things are going to happen."