The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"There are werewolves here too?" Zelin asked somewhat unexpectedly. He had never heard of such creatures in this world. He originally thought that there should be no special monsters in this world, unlike his world, where various dangerous creatures can often be encountered in the wild. For people in this world, the greatest threats are wars, plagues, and bandits.

Maybe after going back this time, the demon hunter should ask if the church of the Holy Ash Temple has such a book as the Biological Illustrated Book of the Saidas Continent. For a hunter, it is very important to understand all kinds of beasts and monsters.

"There was a group of werewolves in Boreklian Forest ten years ago, but they disappeared later." The old monk shook his head. "It may be related to the plague. The wild elves living in the forest have no elves who have talked about this again. Matter."

"Thank you for telling me this, I know."

"The Creator Bless you."

The first thousand and sixty-eight chapters, the hometown of the Hawk family

Even if ten years have passed, the ruins are still silently telling the demon hunters what kind of disaster Lorzelin Town has encountered in the era of the outbreak of the plague.

Many tombstones are newly erected, and some tombstones are a little old, and the writing on them has become much blurred. Most of them were after the plague subsided and the place became much safer. Some people who had fled in the past returned to their destroyed hometowns to build gravestones for their dead relatives to soothe the pain and miss in their hearts. Each tombstone is engraved with the name, and some tombstones are engraved with the name of a family, and the name of the memorial is written underneath.

The sky was dark, and the bright moon of Saidas Continent climbed into the night sky, casting a silver light on this cemetery. These cemeteries have been cleaned up, and the monks in the chapel have taken care of them very well, even if the people who erected tombstones and presented sacrifices may never return here.

He looked at these tombstones one by one. The dark descendants came very quickly back then, some people escaped, some people failed to escape, and the ruins of the collapsed houses became their tombs. As a result, this made Zelin's search much easier. He might be able to eliminate the ruins or tombs with tombstones. After all, there were very few people here. The priest also told him that Lorzerin did not have to worry about the war between the Templars and the wizards. , Because it is remote and deserted, sparsely populated, no knights or wizards will be interested in it.

Zelin had already planned, and he would be ready to leave until tomorrow morning. No one lives in the inn here, and the innkeeper rented him the best house very cheaply. Lelianna's agent should have found the wrong place, and neither Red Cliff nor Lorzerin had traces of Hawke.

At this time, on the old tombstones in the depths of the ruins, a new tombstone made the demon hunter's eyes shine brightly. This tombstone is very eye-catching among other tombstones that have become old due to the wind and sun. Especially when the moonlight spreads on it, the name engraved in red paint allows Zelin to stand far away. See clearly.

The demon hunter walked over, leaning on the tombstone with one hand, and gently stroking the text on the tombstone with his fingers. The clear roughness spread to the fingertips. With the help of moonlight, he could see the text clearly.

Malcolm, Liandra, Cavour, father, mother and my brothers, I hope you will be well on the other side, and Bethany and I will always miss you. ————Marian Hawke.

The demon hunter was surprised. But a faint gasp behind the tombstone interrupted his thinking.

"Who?!"

Zelin drew his sword abruptly, and a dark figure suddenly leaped out from behind the tombstone.

"Don't do it! I'm not malicious." A man with messy hair jumped out. He squatted on the ground, his eyes full of horror. He didn't seem to expect that this gentle man who talked to the monk during the day would notice so keenly. The person hiding in the shadows did not expect that he would suddenly draw out his sword. It seemed that if he hadn't jumped out, the sword might have been slashed on him.

The man's attire was simple, with a yellow shirt and light blue pants, with a hemp rope tied around his waist, and an unsheathed dagger pinned in the rope. Under the mess of hair was a pair of horrified eyes.

"Before you pierce the dagger at my waist, everyone can say that you are not hostile." Zelin still holds the sword. "Say quickly while I'm still patient."

"I just came here to sweep the tomb and saw a stranger coming." The shaggy man stepped back subconsciously, but the blade that followed told him that such small actions were just futile. "I don't know you, so I want to hide." , Take a look at who it is, because I saw you staying in front of several tombstones."

"So a lot of good things were swept through the tomb sweep." Zelin snorted. "If I were you, I would prepare two more bags. One bag in thin clothes will make you look funny, especially if you are in When there is too much loot in the bag."

Tomb thief, the demon hunter originally thought that this industry should only exist in the kind of grand or ancient stone tombs. Now it seems that any coin or something that can be exchanged for coins has a certain attraction, even in this piece of the story. It may be a place where giant spiders are infested.

"This is my purse, not a trophy." The man clutched his chest tightly. "I live here, what do you want to do, outsider? I ran to the cemetery in the middle of the night, holding a weapon, you More like a tomb thief."

"I'm not in the mood to play word games with you. I will take you to the church, and someone will judge whether you are a local or a tomb thief." Hawke gave his dead home on the ruins of his home. People erected fast monuments. Maybe he should take back his previous suspicion of Sister Leliana's spy agents, they did find some valuable information.

"Wait, we may be able to reach a consensus." The tomb thief raised his hands and stretched out his three fingers with his right hand. ?Two gold coins?"

"Do you go by yourself or do I help you?"

"Add 20 silver coins at most, no more." The tomb thief hurriedly shouted. Seeing this, Zelin sighed. He really didn't want to say anything, so he might as well use the simplest explanation.

"How about I give you ten gold coins to let you go to the church and surrender yourself?"

"What?"

Seeing that the tomb thief still did not respond, the demon hunter sighed

"I am from the church."

The reputation of the people in the Andros Church has always been good here, whether it is for helping others or condemning crime.

The tomb thief was stunned for a moment, and then he pulled out the dagger from his waist and threw it at the demon hunter. Then he turned his head and ran without looking. The demon hunter swung his sword and bounced the flying dagger, and looked at the tomb thief who ran away. He raised his hand and gestured for the rune of Aksipha's seal.

The head of the tomb thief was smashed like something, and the pace of fleeing suddenly stopped. After a few seconds, he shook his head with a confused look in his eyes. At the next moment, the confusion was replaced by panic. He stepped forward again to escape, but at the moment when the Aksifa Seal rune lit up, he again Fell into a sluggish state. After doing it twice in a row, Zelin walked behind the tomb thief and smashed his head severely. With a plop, the tomb robber fainted to the ground.

Zelin looked down at the tomb robber at his feet.

"If you were in my place, you would have been killed by the resentful spirit."

But the demon hunter did not drag the tomb thief away, but looked to the other side. The next moment, a dazzling cold light pierced from the shadow on the side.

The first thousand and sixty-ninth chapter Kirkwo's defender

The blow was aimed at the shoulder of the demon hunter.

He took a step back sharply and swung his sword to parry. When the blades collided, he bounced off the blow, but the power transmitted to his arm told him that this enemy had a strong power. He danced a sword flower, blocked the attacking blade, and turned half a circle at the same time. His goal was the opponent's hands holding the hilt.

The sword hit something, but the touch that came from it indicated that the sword hit the handle, and the handle of the opponent's weapon was longer than he expected, even an ordinary two-handed sword. Zelin didn't stop the movement in his hands, and the shadows had far less impact on him than obstructing the enemy's line of sight. He jumped up unexpectedly, danced out a sword flower, and a turn shortened the distance between them. The enemy jumped back two steps, bent down, and also made a round of slalom. A spark appeared on the opponent's blade. This surprised Zelin. He had to choose to retreat and defend with swordsmanship. Hold the blow. The flame slammed on the demon hunter's body, but was bounced off by the bursting Kunen's seal.

With the help of a flash of fire, Zelin hurriedly took a look at the opponent's weapon. This is a peculiar weapon, the grip of a spear and the blade of a one-handed sword, but at the lower end of the grip, an amber that should be inlaid on the staff emits a strange and dangerous red light.

The weapon in the opponent's hand suddenly turned a half arc, and the alertness in the demon hunter's heart made him a tactical roll. The arc passed by, and the tomb thief who fell on the ground just woke up, trying to escape while the two were fighting, but was hit by the arc. There was a muffled groan in his throat, and he twitched and fell to the ground again.

The demon hunter rolled towards the enemy again, and then used a very fast speed to aim at the opponent's legs and abdomen to launch an offensive. He swung three swords in succession, forcing the opponent to retreat, trying to push the enemy back to the ruins that are still intact. Go in the corner. But the opponent was very clever to counterattack with the weapon in his hand, and the blade and hilt rolled and staggered to resist the onslaught of the ebony blade. Every time it touched, a dim light flashed on the enemy's weapon. There must be magic that prevented the ebony blade from destroying the weapon.

He blocked her two attacks in succession. Sparks splashed when the two weapons were handed over, and then he turned the sword abruptly, the reflected dazzling moonlight just shining on the opponent's eyes, and then swiped a swift diagonal. Stabbing, the target is the exposed wrist of the opponent. However, the enemy's weapon burst out with blue light once again, bounced off the demon hunter's blow, and the enemy immediately counterattacked the demon hunter with the same moves, this time aiming at Zelin's leg. The demon hunter jumped up to avoid the blow and performed a sword dance in mid-air, but the enemy flexibly used the spear handle to defuse the offensive.

Their speed is very fast, and the flickering light spots keep on lighting up in the dark cemetery, reflecting their clashing figures. Once again, Zelin jumped a few steps back and pulled away from the opponent. He assumed a new starting position. The enemy did the same. He used that peculiar sword and spear—perhaps a staff disguised as a sword and spear—to swing. A posture ready to fight.

After about three breaths.

"Okay, it's enough, we can fight until dawn if we fight like this." Zelin put down the sword and said loudly.

The opponent didn't use deadly moves or aimed at the demon hunter's vital attack, and the demon hunter wanted to know who the opponent was. Naturally, he did not use more fierce swordsmanship, or even use the seal to cooperate with the offensive. The opponent's fighting skills are very good. If both sides are so merciful, the battle will last a long time.

"If this is the church's lofty expedition against me, then you will definitely create a new history-the smallest number of lofty expedition team in history."

This woman stood in the shadow of the ruins, and Zelin could only see her metal armor decorated with gray fur, and the cold light reflected by the blades of the sword and spear in the moonlight. "And you are not a Templar."

Zelin narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the opponent carefully.

"So you are Hawke? Marian Hawke?"

"I just saw you have some fun tricks. Are you a mage? Arca Knight? Send a mage to launch a lofty expedition against the apostate mage. The Pope is very creative. She should let people record this in history. Go to the book."

The woman walked out of the shadows, which was different from Kulun's description. There was no blood streak on the bridge of the opponent's nose, but judging from the outside appearance, this was the Hawk that the demon hunter was looking for. It is said that she is a mage by profession, but she wore a daunting plate armor. There are many gray fur decorations on the plate armor. Her face is sharp and the short hair hanging on both sides of her cheeks looks neat and energetic. And those azure blue eyes are even more eye-catching, appearing extra blue in the silver moonlight.

But Zelin soon knew what the blood pattern was. Marianne raised her left hand, wiped her index finger and **** on her face, leaving a blood pattern. She put on a fighting pose, "You choose, first go through the program and introduce each other. Or just start the fight? I recommend the second option, and the winner will be determined soon."

Zelin retracted the sword into the scabbard. "Is there a third option to hide, for example, let's sit down and have a chat." The demon hunter stretched out his hand and signaled that he had no weapons hidden, or prepared any hidden weapons.

He knew that the noble expedition, when the Andros Church conquered dangerous heresies, would call the kingdom and believers of the church to carry out an expedition. This is the noble expedition. The apostate mage is sometimes called a heretic, and after the Kirkwall incident, Hawke’s identity is not only a defender of Kirkwall, but also a well-known heretic, and Kirkwall is obviously It also became a city where church power was destroyed by pagans.

"I know about you, Hawke, and I didn't come to Lorzelin to come to see you to fight you." He spread his hands and took a step forward. "Listen, Hawke, the Pope did not The plan is to launch a noble expedition against you or Kirkwall. In fact, the Pope is preparing to hold a peace conference to mediate the conflict between the Templars and the wizards. The church has been looking for you, but it is not to judge you. They I hope you can act as a representative to show that the church will not favor the Templars in the peace talks to entrap the mages."