The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Let's go." Zelin nodded.

After the previous battle, the battle between Miss Vampire and the Demon Hunter became better and better, at least she wouldn't have to be careful about Serana's spells accidentally injuring him when Zelin tackled a snow elf. Serana repeatedly explained to Zelin that the situation happened only because Zelin's movements were so fast that when the magic in her hand converged and formed, the magic hunter solved the magic goal.

The Axifa Seal is effective for those snow elves who can use magic. The Seal can make these snow elves lose their purpose, and Selana’s magic can help the demon hunter solve these difficult wizards and archers. As for the remaining snow elves , Their rough combat has no skill at all, and what is more deadly is that they have no eyesight. Zelin's light pace makes them unable to find the enemy's trail.

"Serrana, they are there."

After cutting off several flying arrows in succession, Zelin pointed to the position of the snow elf archers, but the demon hunter’s prompt was superfluous. When pointing to the archer’s position, a few ice cones flew out from behind him. , Accurately penetrated the enemy's head.

"I will knock them down, be careful, they are here again."

Selana shook her other hand slightly, and a dead snow elf body was instantly shrouded in light blue light. Then, she stood up, picked up the weapon on the ground, and swayed towards her former compatriot. Waved over. Although Selana is not as powerful as Hakon, she is still a Wachihara vampire, a purebred vampire appointed by the Demon God Mogra, although Zelin once curiously asked how the Demon God transformed a purebred vampire, because This reminded him of the original Demon Hunter who was also transformed by a warlock, but Serana was silent about it.

The body of the demon hunter is spinning, and the sword's blade traverses the crescent-shaped half-arc in mid-air. It is as swift as a cheetah and as vicious as a poisonous snake. The snow elves' battles are full of flaws and do not even require him to look for defensive loopholes. ---There are loopholes everywhere.

There is no difference between night and day for Zelin. He killed the two snow elves in front of him, then jumped on the railing hanging on the bridge in the valley, and ran along the railing to attack the other snow elves warrior. The demon hunter knows how Ezio trains newcomers to balance. Mastering the balance is just a breeze for him. Unfortunately, the blind snow elves can’t see this scene. They only hear the slight sound suddenly change height, and then He completely lost his hearing and all consciousness.

Many snow elves were disturbed by the battle. They wielded various weapons, short swords, axes, sticks, bows and arrows. They rushed from the other side of the valley, crowded, howling, as if to surround the intruder, but the demon hunter was like the wind, he was everywhere, and the crowded snow elves were just sparse in his eyes. , Because the opponent has no formation at all, no matter how large the number is, it is meaningless in Zelin's eyes.

At the moment of contact, Zelin waved his long sword and chopped off both arms, and the figure of death shuttled among the crowded but extremely sparse snow elves. The sword that drew through the air took away a head, and unstoppably cut off the shield that was trying to block, and cut down the snow elf hiding behind the shield to the ground. The ground began to turn bright red, that was blood, and the snow elf stepped on it. The corpses came up, then turned into corpses, and were finally trampled underfoot by the compatriots behind.

There are close to two hundred heavily armed snow elves. They can be called an army. Although they are a messy army, or a group of bandits and bandits, they still have more than two hundred weapons, which can kill people. Weapons, rather than hitting a piece of redness or swelling or bleeding a few drops of blood. They are in the valley, coming like a wave. Serrana went to deal with the enemies standing high, while the enemies on the ground of the valley rushed towards the demon hunter. If they want to deal with Serana, they must first solve Zelin, and Zelin did not back up, he shook off his sword and walked towards the new snow elves step by step.

Snow elves kept pouring in, and then receding again and again. There were hundreds of people on one side and only one person on the other. They collided like two forces, but the result of the collision was that the Snow Elf failed. Back, back, back again, hundreds of snow elves were pushed back by one. The ebony blade is worthy of a magic artifact. If it really likes blood, or, the demon **** Mephala likes to see killing and chaos, then she must be very happy now, dozens of corpses fell across Zelin. On the way, if Mephala likes this scene, she must be very happy.

The blood infested the ground, and the ugly snow elf head flew out, hit a stone wall on one side, and was bounced back, and Guru rolled on the ground a few times. From time to time, a few corpses pierced by ice cones fell from the heights. The snow elves built the entire cliffs on circling roads and huts. Zelin didn’t need to deal with them one by one. All he had to do was move forward. The high place intends to attack the creatures of the Demon Hunter, and Serana's Cone will entertain them well.

Paladin Greber said that someone had come here to look for the bow of Aurel, and he also pointed the way for these seekers. Perhaps there were a few explorers who passed through the frozen lake by chance, but in the end they fell in front of a large number of snow elf enemies. Who can deal with so many armed snow elves alone? Gleber's Paladin team can't even resist their continuous offensive. Zelin never thought that he would face hundreds of enemies. After all, there is a wall of dirt. There are no more than two or three hundred garrisons in the town.

He stepped on the ground soaked in blood and ran over the snow melted by the temperature of blood. He didn't feel hurt or tired. His body told him that a weapon hit him, but there was no wound on his body. It's like drinking a potion. Those snow elves, they began to retreat from being hugged to retreat subconsciously. The blood turns into pools and converges into streams, and the air is filled with a strong smell of blood. Many frost spiders crawled out of the gaps between the cliffs and rocks. They stared down at the valley below, but none of them went down. They just crawled around on the higher places of the cliffs.

Suddenly, a snow elf escaped. Then, there was a second and a third. At a point in time, Zelin felt that the snow elves in front of him seemed to have escaped all at once, and then he came back to his senses, he was already standing at the exit of the canyon.

"Welcome to the stone temple, newcomer."

The exit of the canyon is located at the last stone shrine. The ghost priest welcomes visitors as always, even if the demon hunter in front of him just killed the snow elves. "May the light of Auriel guide your heart." Its voice Full of piety, you can speak but it seems like you only know to repeat the same words. After speaking the vocabulary needed for the ceremony, it turned around and began to call out the stone shrine hidden underground.

"You succeeded. It's hard to imagine, we did it." Serrana's face was reddish, she stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked her bright red lips. The blood floating in the air must make her feel very comfortable. She seemed to wake up. In the same way, the golden eyes seemed to become brighter. "Nothing can stop you, stop us."

"Of course, whether it's the snow elf or your father, Hakon." Zelin looked at the ghost priest who was using Aurel's miracle magic to raise the stone temple. The ebony blade in his hand was not stained with blood, and looked like new.

"You never seem to be afraid."

"Yes, if you are fearless, then fear itself will also fear you."

Zelin walked into the stone temple and poured the last handful of water into the kettle. "Let’s solve all this, Serana, I’m on your side, whether it’s Hakon or the snow elf bishop, we won’t Stop here."

"Oh...oh, sure, it's for sure." Serrana took a few deep breaths.

The demon hunter covered the kettle, and just outside the canyon, the ancient Snow Elf Cathedral, which stood for a thousand years, was bathed in the snow.

Chapter 318 The Cathedral of Wind and Snow

At the end of the canyon channel is a bottomless cliff, and the cathedral is located on the other side of the cliff.

Greber was right. The location of the cathedral was very remote. As a group of secluded monks, it would take a lot of time for any news to reach the church. A complete arch stands not far from the last stone shrine, and snow accumulates on the top of the arch, as if it merges with the white stones. Auriel’s sun statue still remains on both sides of the arch, but after an unknown period of wind and sun, the statue has lost its metallic luster and looks extremely dim. A 30-meter-long bridge behind the arch connects the cathedral to the valley passage. The whole church seems to be inlaid in the mountain, only the carved door wall is exposed. It is conceivable how huge the inside of the church can be.

The chaotic architecture of the snow elves stopped here, like a dividing line, one side resembled a settlement of barbarians, and the other side showed how wonderful the civilization of the snow elves once was. Many escaped enemies have fled to other places. They live here, and they must be more familiar with the terrain than the newcomer demon hunters. Zelin's goal is to obtain the bow of Auriel, not to destroy the snow elves here. He killed some of them, and most of them ran away. It is impossible for a mob of mobs to continue fighting when the most powerful spellcasters are killed by Serrana, with nearly half of their deaths. But none of them fled to the cathedral that was close at hand.

"Look here, it's unbelievable."

A broken stone slab landed near the entrance. Zelin raised his head, and he could just see a broken place on the outer wall. He could imagine that the betrayers tried to break through the courtyard wall and poured into the cathedral. Near the cliff on the left hand side of the entrance to the church lies a corpse that has long been turned into bones. A pale golden elven sword is half buried in the snow. The three gems on the corpse’s head ring reflect a faint light. It should be one of the Paladins who died in battle.

Stepping on the steps, Zelin and Serana stepped into the inner courtyard of the cathedral. The four-meter-high statue of Aurel looked down on any visitor as always, but just like the statue of the sun at the arch, the statue that was supposed to be bright gold was extremely dim. The courtyard still retains its appearance for thousands of years. The water in the pool behind the statue has already dried up, and snow and fallen leaves have accumulated in it, making this beautiful building quite desolate.

Thousands of years later, the ritual pool at the entrance of the cathedral was filled with clean water again. The water leaked from the hole in the center of the pool, and then flowed along the pattern carved as the emblem of Aurel on the ground, and finally flowed to the huge arch locked by the metal sun. With a faint light on, the sun lock turned a circle, and then split into two from the middle. After a long time, this metal lock still performed its duties, as if snow elf priests were still walking in the church, like a bishop standing outside the door to welcome young apprentices who passed the trial.

Putting his hands on the metal gate, Zelin pushed it away forcefully. After a period of silence, the cathedral appeared before the demon hunter for many years.

Silence, extremely quiet.

A snow elf was not far from the door. It stretched out its hand and moved its legs, as if to escape from here.

But it can only maintain this posture, because it has become a lifelike ice sculpture.

Stepping on the ground, the sound of leather boots rubbing against the dust is extremely clear. The Snow Elf was holding a bottle of potion in her hand. Serrana knew this potion. The cold-resistant potion could make her body more adaptable to the cold. Perhaps it is because it possesses this potion that it can appear at the door instead of being frozen in the cathedral like everyone else. However, it can only end here.

"These snow elves...they are sealed by ice."

They walked slowly into the cathedral, probably because part of the cathedral had been damaged due to the fighting that year. There are many snow elves here, and the ice freezes their lives at a certain moment. They surround the Aurel altar in the church. They have different actions, some holding a sword in their hand, as if to fight, but Some hands hold a bottle of potion, and the other hand makes an action as if to open the potion, and some elves raise their hands as if to block something, or hide behind an elven shield. Hope to survive the outbreak of disaster.

The exhaled breath turned into white mist in mid-air, so cold, like an ice cellar in itself, not a cathedral that believes in the sun god.

"I'm wondering how long they have stayed here." Serrana frowned. "I used to think the soul stone mound was terrifying, but now... the ideal master should learn from this church."

"I think I understand why no snow elves would flee here or put their settlement in the church."

The snow elf betrayers captured the church and slaughtered the priests inside. Only the Paladin Gleber survived. But then they encountered something as terrible as the massacre. This reminded the demon hunter to think of the place where wild hunting passed. In the hot summer, the whole village was frozen by frost. Everyone disappeared. Only one or two domestic animals remained and were frozen into ice sculptures.

Just like Greber's description of the number of betrayers, they were so numerous that they filled the entire church. They can be seen everywhere. Along the road of the church, you can notice some corpses that have turned into bones from time to time. They may be priests who were slaughtered, or they may be Paladins who died in battle. Some sophisticated weapons and precious gemstone necklaces are scattered on the ground, or held in the hands of snow elves that have turned into ice sculptures, but this is meaningless. The cathedral has been unattended for thousands of years, and the magic potions inside are still kept in glass bottles. In the middle, Zelin didn't want to drink these things that had been stored for thousands of years, as well as those gem rings and necklaces. Fortunately, Gnaiya didn't come here, otherwise she would be happy to take these unowned things into her bag.

Demon hunters are facing a battle. Instead of wearing these necklaces and rings, they might as well bring more useful potions and bombs.

"Who can do all this? Frozen these snow elves into ice sculptures."

"I don't know, but I think there is only one possibility." Zelin bent down and passed under the collapsed stone pillar. "Bishop Willesa is still here. If he has been there, I don't think he would like to have a group. Blind creatures are rampaging in the cathedral."

"Are you serious? It must be a powerful wizard." Selana followed Zelin, their voices echoing in the empty church.

"It's okay if it's Willeza, otherwise we will face a stronger enemy when we deal with Willeza."

In the end, holding the dumped tunnel, the demon hunter and the vampire lady came to the end of the cathedral, a sealed chapel. Part of the interior of the cathedral has collapsed, and the glacier in the mountains has buried a part of the area. Fortunately, the passage has not been completely blocked.

But the frost near the chapel looked unusual, it showed the appearance of a thorn. About less than thirty snow elves and Charus crowded in the chapel. They stood on both sides, standing with ice thorns like guards’ spears, just like guards and courtiers in a palace.

The king in the palace is sitting in the middle of the chapel. Another real snow elf, Willissa, sitting leaning on a stone chair with one hand on his side, watching with interest the two invaders walking into the chapel.

"You are Willisa, right."

Zelin took a few steps forward. "Your brother Graeber asked us to come to you. You should know what it is for."

More than a dozen ice thorns were erected in disorder around Willisa. The Snow Elf did not look like a bishop, but rather like a demon sitting in an evil place. His voice is the same as that of Greber, whether it is voice or appearance, they are brothers, but compared with the Paladin, the bishop is full of coldness, and a trace of uncontrollable joy, as if he has gotten what he has always dreamed of. .

"You are here for the bow of Aurel." The bishop's eyes stayed on the vampire Serrana, turning a blind eye to Zelin. "Very good, how charming, how beautiful, you are finally here." He stared. Selana glanced a few times, as if looking at a high-quality tool. Finally, he glanced at the surrounding snow elf ice sculpture demon hunter "In this case, you have no value."

"I have always been valuable here until I kill you and find the Bow of Auriel."

The voice of the Demon Hunter was colder than Willisa's.