The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The fine sand under the boots made a sound of rubbing against each other with the rotation of the boots. Zelin was sure that he heard the sound, not the sound of horseshoes, but something strange.

He slammed his sword aside, and with a tearing sound, a man in ragged clothes fell down. This man was already dead. He seemed to have died in a shipwreck. His head was knocked off and his skin was soaked and swollen, as if he was about to fall off his body in the next moment, and an eyeball was long gone and empty. There is nothing in his eyes.

After knocking down the first drowned corpse, Zelin swung his sword in another direction, as fast as tearing air. After hiding on the other side of the reef, the drowned corpse who tried to throw him to the ground was in midair. Was cut into two paragraphs.

In the surrounding fog, the hoarse roars of the drowned monsters one after another.

Immediately afterwards, the roaring sound gradually became much smaller, and replaced by the sound of the sword cutting the body and cutting off the bones. The drowned monster closest to the demon hunter had its head cut off, and its body struggled a few more times before it stopped moving. The second drowned monster ended up in the same way. The third wanted to hug the demon hunter from behind, but it caught a void, and the demon hunter made a light spin, slashing it from the shoulder to the ribs. The speed of swinging the sword is so fast that the drowning monster has not yet reacted to being split. It took two steps forward, and only half of its upper body slipped from the body with its head.

Drowned monsters have no reason at all. They have only one purpose, and that is to make living people like them. Zelin didn't know exactly how Wigwarts determined his position. Whether it's divination or spell detection, these monsters may be the products of the undead he sent, or they may just be called to stay on the coast as guards.

The silver sword easily slashed the monster's chest and neck, even if only the last few monsters were left, they were constantly attacking, using their hands, teeth, or anything that could attack. The roar was diminishing, and finally, the sound of the blade breaking through the air put an end to the battle. The drowned monster's head fell to the ground, and it rolled several times before hitting a rock before it stopped.

The mist returned to silence again.

Necromancy, Wigwarts is obviously using necromancy. The influence of the cult has plummeted, and for many wizards, the magic regulations have no binding force. Although Wigwarts would have been unable to comply with these regulations.

Zelin looked around, his badge vibrated slightly.

He hasn't been confused for too long.

"Devil Hunter..."

A figure emerged from the mist. When it was the demon hunter making a sound, Zelin realized that something was appearing behind him. When it moved, it did not make any footsteps.

Because this is a demon spirit.

"Are you still sane?"

Zelin frowned slightly.

"I died here. I saw your ship was destroyed by the storm." The demon spirit floated to the side of the demon hunter. It was just a vague shadow. Zelin took a step back. "And I saw that you are from I survived the shipwreck, carrying a sword, killing these monsters like a warrior."

The voice of the demon spirit seemed to make the nearby air a little gloomy.

Chapter 999: The Trap of Seduction

"Drowning spirit?" Zelin didn't answer, but instead looked at the demon spirit in front of him. "Or the day demon spirit?"

Maybe it is the night demon spirit, the moon has not yet risen, making it incapable of attacking. However, since it is directly presented in front of oneself, it can be determined that this is not a possessed spirit.

"You are heading to Stiga Castle, don't you?" The demon spirit floated behind him again, and Zelin turned around. The demon spirit had fallen to the ground and turned into an extremely weak-looking girl with a voice. From the original coldness to a lot weaker "You are going to attack that castle, right? Are you lost in the mist? I can tell you the right position. You are strong, you can definitely succeed."

"Are you related to that castle?"

Zelin didn't know much about Stiga Castle, which was said to have been abandoned for a long time, and he seldom visited the south in the past, and there are very few places like Martina.

"I used to be the master of that castle." The demon spirit bent slightly. "A mage occupied the castle and drove me out. If you are planning to attack that mage, I am willing to help you. I know there is a way. , You can directly bypass the city gate and enter the castle."

"What do you want?"

"Back to the place. That is my home. I just want to retake it." The demon spirit said sincerely. "I lived in that castle until I got sick and died. That castle belongs to me, and I'm still alive. After the heirs disappeared, I should be the owner of the castle. But the mage took my home and kicked me out. Can you help me, right?"

This is not a common story. Demon hunters used to deal with the demon spirits in the forests and even castles. These demon spirits are usually the same as the awakened drowned monsters, just to turn the living into their kind. Moreover, after death, the soul still exists in the present world, there will be a regret that the soul can not let go of until death, or some kind of object that has placed emotions. This strong emotion is usually hatred.

"You are an earthbound spirit, are you?" Zelin looked at the demon spirit in front of him, and slightly narrowed his eyes. "I will not help the demon spirit during the day or at night."

"Yes, I have been in that castle for more than fifty years, until the mage appeared." The demon spirit nodded, its figure looming in the air. "Why can't you help me? For fifty years, what's wrong with me? I haven't done it before, I just stay in the castle, nothing more."

Zelin threw his hand to "lead the way."

"Thank you."

The demon spirit bends over and bows, just like a well-educated woman who will live in a castle would do.

But when she was about to float away, she found that she could not move.

"What?"

The demon spirit lowered his head, and the rune of Ardenfayin lit up on the beach beside it.

"Do you think I don't know what Earthbound Spirit is?" Zelin loosened the hand gesture of Yaden Fayin. "You may be able to fool inexperienced young people. Wigwarts has occupied this castle for almost a year. Time, the earth-bound spirit that has been away from the land for a year? You might as well say that you are a banshee. I know a mage, and the ritual to drive away the earth-bound spirit is to kill it."

The disguise faded from the banshee, and it let out a series of terrifying screams. The sound wave hit the demon hunter like a series of heavy hammers, and Zelinbi drew out Quinn's rune, and the sound wave hit the reef like a wave, splitting in two in front of the seal. The banshee flew up into the sky screaming and swooped down vertically toward the demon hunter. He swung a sword, but the sword failed to hit the enemy, and the demon spirit drew an arc in midair to avoid the blow. But before the demon spirit had time to turn around, Zelin rushed up and slashed fiercely. The runes on the silver sword flickered, and the demon spirit made a sharp cry.

The mist burst, the demon spirit broke free from the ineffective Arden trap, and disappeared into the mist in the blink of an eye.

Zelin held the sword, watched, and waited patiently.

After hitting himself for the first time, the mist became a natural hiding place for the demon spirit. Ze Lin turned around, placed his weight on his right foot and made a roundabout, swinging his sword to his back. His slashing speed is very fast, but the speed of the banshee is also not slow. His sword seems to have passed through some kind of thick and thick liquid, but it did not cause any influence on the banshee. He took a step back, avoiding the claws of the banshee, and when the banshee was about to hide into the mist again, the demon hunter seized the direction of its retreat.

The Moon Dust bomb dashed through the air and exploded precisely where the banshee was about to disappear. The silver powder covered the banshee, Zelin took three steps forward, first to the right to avoid a counterattack from the banshee, and then turned around with lightning speed.

The speed of the ear swung a blow at the monster. The magic bomb blocked the banshee's illusion, and this blow was literally slashed on the demon spirit. The banshee let out a hollow howl, the runes on the silver sword shone, and the banshee seemed to be on fire, and the white flames began to burn on it. This means it can no longer support this spiritual body

The banshee struggled and floated a few meters back, and finally, the white flame completely swallowed it, leaving only a pile of ashes on the beach. A sea breeze blew by, and the ashes drifted into the turbulent water beside the reef with the wind.

Zelin found the cave that the banshee was talking about not far from the beach, and when he stood in front of the cave and glanced at it, he recognized what it was. The vision of the demon hunter clearly told him that there were many footprints of Angelide on the ground near the cave. The banshee was planning to lead the demon hunter to the Anglade Worm’s lair, and standing at the entrance of the cave, Zelin smelled a pungent odor, which he had often smelled in the swamp in the past. .

So he took out a Foehn bomb, snapped his fingers, lit the fuse and threw it in. The bomb rolled into the cave along the slope. Zelin did not stop. When he walked out for about ten meters, a violent explosion broke out from the cave behind him. Fire tongues gushed out from the cave. Several Anglade insects were on fire. He ran out and fell to the ground motionless after a while.

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"Did you hear anything?" Angulan, who was running around on a pony, suddenly stopped, turned her horse's head and asked the group of people behind, "explosion? I seem to hear something. "

"I heard it." Jello nodded.

"We are not far from Stiga Castle." Regis pondered for a moment. "Will someone fight Wigwarts before us?"

"There shouldn't be just an explosion." Cahill touched the hilt of his sword hung around his waist. "When I was on Sinide Island, the battle between the mages even melted the walls of the palace."

Milva fiddled with the bowstring. She raised her head and squinted her eyes to look into the distance. "Anyway, let's speed up. Five people are going to attack a heavily armed castle? It's crazy. We're about to arrive!"

The first thousand chapters of the shadow of war

(A thousand chapters as a souvenir)

A group of black figures dashed across the sky.

"I can't remember when the last time I flew with a broomstick. A hundred years ago, maybe a hundred years later, I will forget how to fly."

In the stalwart cylindrical hall of Montekovo Castle, there are usually bright lights and bright lights, but this time, the dazzling light of the hall is replaced by the soft milky light on the huge magic screen. The image on the screen swayed, following the two teams flying forward.

"If you can walk through a door and show up where you want to go, how many people would still be willing to be blown by the cold wind for a few hours or even a whole day in the sky, just to fly to another place." Sear said. All the witches here understand the truth that the advancement of one technology sometimes means the elimination of another technology. Not to mention, flying is more difficult to learn than teleportation, although for most wizards, these two spells are difficult to learn, or unwilling to learn, because they are accompanied by a high personal risk.

The image shows a group of mountains hidden in the shadows.

"It's going to start."