The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The above Eremond did not refute any more, but turned his head and looked at Clarell, "Don’t waste time with them anymore, this demon is likely to disappear in the next moment, and all of our sacrifices will be wasted. ."

Clarell hesitated. She looked at the dead guardian body below, and then at the shadow barrier crack on the altar.

"Maybe... we can verify the authenticity of these allegations to avoid more meaningless bloodshed."

Eremond sighed.

"Perhaps, we should find a group of more reliable allies."

Mage Venedoli suddenly raised his hand, and the originally peaceful crack was torn open. Two huge arrogant demons jumped out, and their huge bodies stepped on the ground and shook. While Eremond started his hand, the guardian mages on the ceremony square aimed their magic at their colleagues. In the blink of an eye, the vicinity of the ceremony site was enveloped by the roar of flames and demons.

The first thousand and forty chapters The Battle of Elimond

When the demon appeared, Aidan, who was standing in the front, drew out the big sword behind him. Taking advantage of the moment when the arrogant demon was standing unstable, he slashed in place, and with the help of the strength of his waist, the sharp blade cut off the left leg of the arrogant demon in front of him. When the demon fell backwards, he had already jumped on the devil's chest, and in almost an instant, he drew a deep cross mark where the devil's chest should be the heart.

On the other side, Marianne stretched her hands forward, and the rocks tied the limbs of the second arrogant demon like a rope. The second arrogant demon struggled frantically, and his roar was deafening. Zelin took two steps and jumped up less than two meters away from the devil, holding the hilt of the ebony blade in his backhand, and piercing the devil's open blood basin with a sword in mid-air. Upon seeing this, Marian released the magic, and the moment the demon fell to the ground, Zelin pulled out the ebony blade and took advantage of a tumbling to unload his strength.

"Stroud! Go and warn the other guardians, Blackwall, tell the soldiers outside, tell them what happened here!"

The shadow barrier cracks are still expanding.

"You **** bastard!" Anyone with a discerning eye can see what is going on here. Commander Clarael turned around and looked angrily at Eremond, who had already distanced himself from him. "You have been Are deceiving us!"

"You stupid woman, I just said a plan, and you are eager to implement it." Eremond still has a mocking smile on his face. "This is not my order, eh? You order them. To perform blood magic rituals, to send death as a sacrifice, I just told you how to do it when you asked me what to do."

In the next moment, he won't be able to laugh.

The Grey Robe Guardian didn't say any nonsense to him. Clarell quickly swung his wand, and Eremond was hit by an invisible force. The whole person flew out in mid-air. After turning for several times, he fell to the ground. The wand in his hand came out. After rolling a few times on the ground, he fell off the edge of the city wall. Eremond was crawling backwards twice, he uttered a quick spell, and a red light was shot between his fingers, but Clarell flung his hand casually and deflected the red light. The beam hit the guard statue nearby, and the entire head of the statue exploded, spattering fragments.

"I'm going to kill you!"

A blue flame burst immediately beside Eremond, and the debris on the ground flew violently in the air. Venadori was wrapped in flames. He bounced the flames away with a shield and staggered when he stood up. Zelin and Marian ran up from the side steps, and upon seeing the demon hunter jumped to Eremond's side, the ebony blade swung a ball of sword flowers, and Eremond subconsciously drew back. A cloud of blood burst out from the magician, his right hand flew out, and the whole arm fell to the ground and rolled several times before stopping.

Zelin raised the sword, and Mage Venedoli screamed. The demon hunter took a step back, and a ball of lightning hit the place where he stood just now. Two guardian mages appeared on both sides, their eyes were glowing red, but the demon was not followed by them, they were already under control. Eremond stumblingly got up, Zelin drew out the rune of the Kunen's seal, another ball of electric light hit, and the seal of the seal shook. Marian turned to the left, and the sharp blade of the sword and spear cut through the abdomen of an enemy. The guardian under control shuddered and rushed to the nearby statues, the blood flowing out along the gaps between the stone slabs on the ground flowed into the ritual field below.

The fire light illuminates the stone wall on the other side, and the attacker far away from them was wrapped in flames, turned into a ball of fire and fell.

"Sorry, my brother." Clarell gritted her teeth, and looked at the guardians who were fighting with her colleagues with a heartache. "Kill all the demons! They are all controlled!"

Marianne shook her sword and spear, turned her head and looked to the other side, "He's going to run!"

"He can't!"

Zelin chased after him, and he passed the corpse lying on the ground in front of him. Eremond clutched his **** broken arm, and looked palely at the demon hunter who was chasing him. He chanted a spell, and his painful voice changed its tone. A stone wall nearly four meters high rose from the ground, blocking their way in front of them.

The demon hunter just ran to the stone wall, and the stone wall created by magic had no place to climb. Just when he was considering whether he could figure out how to get around or jump over with strength, Marianne rushed towards him.

"Take me up!"

Zelin understood her meaning in an instant. He released the hilt of his sword, and folded his hands together, palms facing upwards, "Come on."

Marian ran for two steps, jumped up on the third step, and stepped on Zelin's folded hands. The demon hunter took the opportunity to lift up, Marianne leaped up again, grabbed the edge of the stone wall with both hands, and pulled herself up with force with both arms.

Watching Hawk disappear on the other side of the wall, Zelin raised his hand and tried to get an Alderfa Seal. But the stone wall did not move.

Then, the demon hunter turned his head to look at the gray-robed commander who was squatting on the side of the altar in grief. The demons that emerged from the rift under the altar were basically wiped out by Aidan and the nearby gray-robed guardians, and the overloaded rift began to gradually regain calm. "Commander Clarael, this is not the time to be sad. It has not caused more damage, and we must make up for it as soon as possible."

There was a flash of lightning in the sky.

"What's the matter? Commander? We are under attack!"

A guardian soldier covered in blood ran over, and the wing corners of the griffon-shaped helmet were scorched black. "The main building south of the fortress was attacked. Our brothers are attacking us. They have taken the fortress tower and the wall over there."

"Devil, the devil is attacking us." Clarell lowered his head. "I made a serious mistake and told all the guardians that the devil is not our ally. The wizard brothers who completed the ritual are dead, and they are left under control. The body. Tell all guardians, defend the fortress!"

"Those at the gate of the city..."

"It's all about dealing with demons, allowing them to come in."

The Guardian soldiers ran with their legs close together, and after experiencing the commander, trot away.

Zelin pointed to the direction where Eremond had disappeared, and asked Claire, "Where is the fortress?"

"It's the tower that monitors the Abyssal Rift."

"Is there any other way to go around?"

Clarell looked up, and she saw the stone wall on the road not far away. "You can't go around, but I can help you open this road."

The commander walked to the stone wall and she uttered a spell. Soon, the impenetrable stone wall began to collapse like a castle made of sand.

"Go, I'm going to integrate other guardians to guard the fortress."

Chapter 1141 The Price of Pride

"For Oles, go forward!"

The slogan of the legion advancing came from a distance, and reinforcements from outside the city wall had begun to enter the fortress to fight against the demons emerging from all corners of the fortress. Several towers were on fire, like the beacon of war, and the dark clouds reflecting in the sky were red. From time to time, you can hear the burst of magic, and many people have not yet distinguished where the attack came from. The ears of the demon hunter are full of the sound of swords colliding, as if every place and every corner is fighting. .

"The blood stains are obvious... here."

Standing at a three-way intersection, Zelin wiped the blood stains on the wall with his hands. The blood shed was not as much as expected, maybe Eremond used some kind of magic to stop the bleeding. The bloodstains were scattered, representing the chaotic pace of the fugitive. Marianne must be chasing after him, leaving Eremond no chance to stop or take a breath. But in terms of the time they separated, Eremond had already ran a long distance. Perhaps this world may have some magic that can perform short-distance teleportation.

Following the direction indicated by the blood stains, Zelin chased after him. After not getting far, he saw a crack on the wall near the roadside that was struck by lightning. The scattered debris on the ground still vaguely smoked. Marian must have chased here and attacked the opponent with magic, but was avoided by the opponent. But the other party was definitely not so easy. Just about five steps in front of the lightning trace, there was a large mass of blood on the wall, with traces of friction. When the demon hunters ran through these places, they could almost simultaneously imagine what happened here not long ago.

Marianne attacked the opponent with lightning, Eremond dodged, but was tripped by a stone on the ground, and her broken arm happened to hit a nearby wall.

Suddenly, with a scream, a figure fell off the wall above. The reinforcements had already rushed to the wall and began to fight the guardians and demons who occupied the tower. Zelin dodges the fallen corpse and the rocks from the magic explosion and ran up the steps along the road.

The steps are high, and blood stains spread all the way up. At the end of the steps is a suspended corridor outside the tower. Every five steps of the corridor there is a stone pillar designed like a shield. Standing here, you can just see the city wall below. This place must have been designed to allow archers to be condescending, and to cover the city wall below to resist the attack of the Darkborn army. Even if the density of the shield stone pillars is high, like battlements on the city wall, Zelin can still see the people fighting together below through the gaps between the stone pillars during the pursuit. The roar of the devil is mixed with the screams of human beings. Because of the distance, it sounds so illusory and unreal.

Suddenly, Zelin felt his waist hit, and he was hit against the stone fence outside the corridor. A guardian mage who was hiding behind the pile of debris in the corridor jumped out, bent down and rushed over to hug the demon hunter's waist, trying to push Zelin down from a place tens of meters high. The stone chips fell, but Zelin did not feel flustered by the sudden attack. He grabbed the enemy's armor with his backhand, and grabbed the edge of the stone fence with the other hand. The toe kicked the ground and made them both overturned. Past.

Zelin grabbed the edge and let himself hang in the air outside the corridor. The enemy dropped his hand in the tumbling, like a broken string puppet, fell silently without making any sound. They had no consciousness, or that their souls were already dead. A few seconds later, there was a muffled noise from below, as if a tomato had been dumped on the ground. The demon hunter did not look down, but when the enemy fell down, he grabbed the edge of the fence with his hands and pulled himself up again.

The blood stains were no longer so obvious, but the traces left by Marian when she was chasing were enough for Zelin. They must be chasing with magic. The demon hunter noticed that there was a pile of debris scattered all over the corridor, as if someone happened to appear above the pile of debris, just stepping on the pile of debris. Someone must have made a mistake while moving a short distance and jumped onto the pile of debris. He glanced as he ran over, but he didn't see any blood. Maybe it was something wrong with Marianne's magic, but Zelin was not so worried. Because he had known from Clarell about the direction in which Eremond was fleeing.

An observatory is, to be precise, a dead end.

It was impossible for Eremond to escape. And he must know more. Like Alex, if he can catch him, he will have an extra chance of winning against the elders. Perhaps the ancestor was Corifias who Marian had killed, but he is now reborn, and he must have many more terrifying characteristics and abilities, or magic. He must understand this and tell this to Francesca who is already on the other side.

It didn't take long for Zelin to turn a corner once again, and the vision in front of him suddenly opened up.

"You can't escape, Eremond!"

The road not far away was cut off, like a broken bridge. Below the broken bridge is the bottomless abyss. The guardian has been here in the past, monitoring the dark descendants in the abyss, and wary of them rushing out of the abyss from here. But now, there are no guardians here, only a demon hunter, a defender, and a Venadori mage.

Eremond was pale due to excessive blood loss, his broken arm no longer bleeds, but his steps were swaying, as if he was about to fall in the next moment. But even so, he still raised his head proudly and looked at Marian who was chasing him with contempt.