The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The hunter Trolf introduced the inn in the village to Zelin. In front of the hunter’s house, as expected, a boy was sitting cross-legged outside, looking at the soldiers outside.

"Hamming, you have to go back to the house."

"Why, Dad? I want to see these soldiers." The kid was a little unsure, so he didn't know what the Imperial Army was going to do next, but was dissatisfied with his father rushing home by himself now.

"Now, go back to the house immediately."

"Okay, father." The hunter's attitude was very firm. The child pouted dissatisfiedly, but stood up obediently and returned to the house.

Not only was the one still there, but many residents stayed outside, watching the prisoners escorted by the Imperial Army. The number of prisoners was small. An executioner in dark black iron armor was already in the open space, and a woman in a pale yellow robe was like a sacrifice. Zelin didn't think it was necessary for the warlock to watch the execution on the execution ground.

There seemed to be a man of higher standing among the captives, his mouth was tied, and he obviously didn't want him to speak. The man who looked like a general walked up to him and said something loudly, but Zelin didn't hear it clearly because he didn't pay attention to it at all. Just now, a man in a thin prison shirt tried to escape and was shot to death by an archer on the side of the road, about four meters in front of Zelin. Although another young woman wearing the same prison uniform did not escape, Zelin didn't think anyone could escape in the heavily guarded fortress.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Verov's hotel?"

Zelin had no interest in watching the execution. People don’t care who was killed. They just want to watch the scene where the head falls. Compared with these meaningless things, the demon hunter wants to find a warm place, sit down for a drink, and eat some warmth. Things.

"I don't know you. Are you... uh, did you just come to Helgen?" A bald man, years left obvious marks on his face.

"Yes, Troolf recommends your hotel like me." Some of Zelin's infamous plants hang behind the counter. There are also several wooden plates on the counter, which contain animal meat that Zelin doesn't recognize. "I I want to ask some "Devil Hunters glanced across the hall, and said, "Do you buy the furs of rabbits and deer here? I want to sell something, but I'm short of money now."

Septin, this is the currency in this area. It's a pity that Zelin didn't have one. In a fortress with a garrison, they took out some unknown gold. Who knows if they would consider sending the demon hunter to the guillotine.

"It depends on the completeness of the fur. I don't want bad fur."

"Trust me, you will like it...what is that sound?"

Suddenly, Zelin heard a strange roar, as if coming from afar, echoing in the mountains. The roar of the beast makes people feel uneasy, and it is not something one or two wild wolves and brown bears can make such a sound. "Is there any strange beast in this fortress?"

"Um...I don't know, your craftsmanship is good, this skin has twenty septins."

"How much Sepdin do I need to stay for one night here?" Zelin wanted to know the price of this area. Who knows how much Sepdin is worth? The first time he came here, even if the boss in front of him used ten To buy this deer skin and the remaining rabbit meat for a fraction of the price, Zelin didn't notice that he was being deceived.

"You can exchange these two rabbits for a bed, absolutely comfortable and reliable, and a dinner. Or ten Septins"

"Okay, deal." Zelin took a small bag of coins.

It seems that I can relax a bit today. The demon hunter felt satisfied.

Chapter 235 Dragon Calamity

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The strange roar rang again.

The anxiety in Zelin's heart became stronger and stronger.

"Are there any terrible monsters in the mountains around here?" Zelin carefully checked the gold coin in his hand. The gold coin was engraved with the head of a man, Sepdin. The king and emperor's heads were printed on the coin, even if their names were used. The demon hunter will not be surprised when he comes to Ming Ming coins, "Does your lord issue a bounty or something?"

"Monsters? Of course there are monsters in the mountains, but who knows where they will be, trolls, frost spiders, ice ghosts, various beasts. Also, if you are here for the first time, give You have a warning. After Helgen went out, there was a mine in the northeast. It was already occupied by a group of bandits. Don't mess with them."

The innkeeper slapped the deerskin, and he frowned. Of course not because of the deerskin problem. Zelin's hunting techniques are quite exquisite. Even if he is not a professional hunter, more than a hundred years of life experience will not make him any worse than the traditional hunting methods. "Why is it so messy outside? Hi, can you help me to take a look." Verov showed obvious confusion on his face, and the demon hunter was also surprised. He put the coins for the sale of prey in a cloth bag, carried all the things on his body, and turned to the door.

His hand is on the door panel.

In the next moment, the world is spinning.

When he opened his eyes, there was only a buzzing roar in his head, as if countless people were yelling in his ear, as if there were a thousand ducks yelling in his ear. Zelin seemed to be on a battlefield, and there were **** howlings and screams everywhere, endlessly.

"Soldiers, protect the townspeople from here!"

He heard the command, what happened here? The demon hunter seemed to be hit **** the back. This is Helgen, has it been attacked here?

Zelin's vision was blurred, and he could only see the wooden floor in front of him clearly, probably because of the impact caused by the impact, but his good physical fitness allowed him to react within a few seconds.

Something must have been attacked here, he was in an inn, if this place could still be called an inn now. Something penetrated the roof of the second floor of the hotel, and then it killed half of the floor of the second floor unabated. Now, Zelin raised his head and could directly see the sky outside.

The sky covered by flames. The entire sky became a situation, as if it had been ignited. But compared to the sky, another thing is the most eye-catching.

Dragon! A black dragon!

In the sky, a huge black shadow was spreading its wings and hovering above Helgen Fortress. The sky is all accompaniment by the flying of the monsters, hot fireballs fall from the sky, and people on the ground can only flee lifelessly, avoiding fireballs and collapsed buildings.

Flames descended from the sky, people ran away, and the black dragon incarnation of the devil relentlessly harvested fresh lives.

Just a few seconds ago, this was Helgen, a few seconds later, this was hell, this was the end.

"Damn it!"

Zelin got up, looped the cloth bag under his arm and tied it to his body. He didn't want to experience the embarrassment of Monteriggioni again.

Although now I just replaced the cannon with a dragon, and changed the early morning to the morning.

The dragon's strength is very strong, and its body is also very hard. It easily smashed the wall of the lower stone tower with its head, and then spit fire into it. It is estimated that the people inside are more ill-fortuned.

The soldiers of the fortress were called elite. They didn't stalk their heads, but began to spontaneously counterattack the monsters. Zelin saw a few fireballs rushing into the sky, but unfortunately, they swept past the dragon's fierce tail. And those scattered arrows did not cause any harm to the dragon.

However, Zelin has no time to pay attention to these now. Now Helgen is in chaos. No matter whether these soldiers and mages can defeat the dragon, Zelin cannot forget another thing. The hotel was attacked, and there was more than one demon hunter inside.

"Viroff! Are you still alive?!"

"I'm still alive...but these things are holding me down! What a bad luck, I can't move!"

The part of the ceiling on the counter was smashed down, thanks to the fact that most of the house was made of wood, otherwise the demon hunter could only see the **** corpse of Verov under the rock.

It's just that things are not much better now. The wooden houses should be made of pine wood outside the fortress. Zelin has seen many such trees during this period. They are rich in oil. In the dry climate in winter, they will not last long. By the way, they are pressed on the broken supporting beams. Together with Verov, the flames from one end of the house can swallow the whole house.

He can’t use Alderfayin to deal with being pressed under the wood. The bursting power of Alderfayin can destroy that piece of wood, and it can also destroy the Verov below. You must leave as soon as possible!" Zelin didn't know why the dragon appeared here, what was the purpose of attacking Helgen, it just came here to vent its anger, or it was like killing all the people here, anyway, Zelin never They are not willing to pin their hope of survival on the monster.

"I can't move... My leg seems to be broken..."

"It's just being smashed, your legs seem to be able to move."

Thanks to the wood, if it’s a stone, Zelin certainly can’t get the innkeeper out by himself, but it’s just moving, it’s not enough to rely on the demon hunter alone. He must find a helper from the other end. Work hard together.

"Prisoner over there, wait!"

Zelin didn't know how the prisoner jumped from the second floor of the hotel, how did she get up? Well, none of this is important. When it is important, the prisoner has sound limbs, and apart from his hands tied together, Zelin can't find a better helper. The people outside were either burnt to coke or were thrown from the stone tower by the dragon, breaking their hands and feet.

"I'm not a prisoner, they made a mistake." The other party shook his head, his face still had smoky light black marks, and the same was true on his clothes. The pale blond hair seemed to be smeared with dust. Zelin knew her, she was one of the two prisoners in prison clothes brought on the carriage "I'm leaving here."

The demon hunter took out the knife pinned to his waist, walked to the prisoner in two steps, grabbed her arm before the other party was about to escape, and then waved the knife and cut the rope. "I helped you. Now, come and help me. Busy. The fire hasn’t gotten here yet, so we can lift the **** piece of wood together and let the old Verov crawl out from below, hurry up, there’s still enough time for the time being, I don’t want everyone to die here. We can live."

Zelin knew very well under what circumstances he could save others. It's not like a demon hunter's style to put his life in in order to save people, but he really doesn't like to die if he can save people.

"Go and lift that side, **** it, hurry up! Let's take care of all this, and then leave this ghost place!"