The Journey of the Demon Hunter

When these colorful things began to ruin the sense of taste, Zelin drank the soup in the bowl, trying not to think about how the soup would torture his stomach, just like he would never go in the immortal settlement. Ask him what he eats every day. As long as it is non-toxic and harmless and can provide him with the energy he needs, he will not consider those things that may make him nauseous.

It's better than potions and decoctions anyway.

Hazel straightened her high hat. Every time she bends down, the hat would drop slightly. Zelin often wondered if this thing would fall into the pot under the action of gravity. There is a circle of face cloth at the bottom of the top hat, which just covers the upper half of Hezer's cheek. Two holes are cut in the position of the eyes, revealing her black eyes. "This is yours." She handed over a new bowl. After Zelin took it over, she looked at the crystalline old man who was facing them and studying the scroll.

"Father, the food is almost cold."

"Well, I see."

The old mage murmured, but he still sat in place and did not notice.

With a sigh, Hezer took the branch and took out a ball of flame from the unextinguished brazier on the side, and then threw it under the pot along with the other dry branches. As the temperature rises, the soup in the pot begins to gurgle bubbles again, although the colorful ingredients tumbling inside make it look even more weird.

"You see, how can I rest assured that my father will be alone in such a dangerous forest."

Hazel seemed to be talking to the demon hunter, and he seemed to be talking to himself. She shouted to her father again, "Father, I heated the food for you, we are leaving."

"Oh, I see, be careful on the road." The old crystal man still stared at the magic record in his hand, and only the shaking of the big hat could let people know that he was nodding.

"Pay attention to the pot, there is still a fire underneath. Don't wait until I come back to find that it's all burned."

Hazel continued to walk two steps forward, and said, "I put all the grilled crabs and the rest of the food in the wooden cabinet over there. Some of them are grilled. Don't forget to eat. Also, from Go north here, there are many mushrooms to eat. There were a few wizards camped there the day before yesterday. They seem to be people from Peterheim...Father, are you listening?"

"I'm listening, I'm listening." The crystal old man nodded again, but his eyes were always on the magic research in his hand. It is really doubtful whether he really heard the answer or subconsciously.

After sighing again, Hazel walked over and kicked out the flames, and then did not know where to find a large wooden board to cover the pot. "That's it." She carried a pickaxe on her shoulders. "It should be able to last until night." If it freezes, it’s really impossible to drink." She looked at the Demon Hunter, "When you are ready, tell me, I will lead you."

Finally, he glanced at the Elder Crystal who was immersed in magic, Zelin nodded to Hazel. The latter carried her pickaxe and walked down the periphery of the soil slope. She looked back and walked down.

"You can stay, just tell me which way to go." Zelin who followed up said to her.

"No, let's go, we can get to the church before dark."

Hezer knew this area very well. They walked along the uneven mountain roads, winding mountain roads turning back and forth. After noon, Zelin almost threw away that little sense of direction. , In addition to remembering what direction they are heading roughly. Heather remained silent on the road. After noon, when she suggested to stop and rest, Zelin asked.

"This is your weapon? I remember seeing a sickle last night."

"Because you only see half of the flash." Heyzer raised the pickaxe and slowly stroked the tip of one side of the pickaxe with his light yellow gloved hand. Then, the side of the pickaxe glowed faintly in the sun, if It is under the night, which is indeed easy to mistakenly think that it is a shining sickle "a powerful magic weapon spell, which can be temporarily enchanted for weapons when there is no golden pine resin and charms."

"Very practical magic." From the perspective of a warrior, Zelin commented, "Listen to the name, this magic is very powerful?"

"No, compared with my father's crystal magic, this is nothing." Hezer suddenly felt depressed, put his pickaxe aside, sat on the raised stone on the side of the road, and lowered his head. "If I could have the same as my father ……No, it’s just strong enough magic power, my father will never drive me away. The soul magic I learned is not as good as crystal magic. My father would rather help the undead of the Undead team in Falan to train spellcasters than teach me Crystallization magic."

Ze Lin stood aside, looking towards the direction of Youxian Church. The Youxie Church is hidden in a dense forest, and a low mountain separates the swamp of the Penal Forest from the area where the Youxie Church is located. Standing here, he couldn't see the high ceiling of the church, but according to Heizer, it was not too far from the quiet church.

"Your father is unwilling to teach you Crystallization Magic. There must be his reason." The Demon Hunter said to Heizer. "Maybe you should find an opportunity to have a good talk with him instead of guessing. "Zelin has accepted some commissions to find missing children in the past. Although most of them ended up finding their mutilated bodies in monster lairs or in the wilderness, they sometimes run away from home. Most of the fuse was caused by the communication problems between father and son. Sometimes, in the face of strange commissions, Zelin considered more than once whether he wanted to learn how to enlighten them.

"Yes, he told me that I was born to be unsuitable for learning crystal magic." Even with a veil, Zelin could imagine Hezer's low expression "Father and his twin brother are crystal magic in this world." The person who has studied the most profoundly, my sister Clinsheed is very talented in crystal magic. She is definitely qualified to wear a big hat and inherit the name of Master Logan, but it is only me. My father said that I cannot learn crystal magic. Ken teaches me some ordinary soul magic. Why am I inherently destined to be unable to inherit my father’s magic and name...Why am I destined to not be able to follow my father’s path when I was born..."

Hazel lowered his head, a breeze passed by, and a few yellow leaves drifted by. Zelin just looked at the crystalline daughter who bowed her head in sorrow.

"If I can be reborn, I will definitely be able to learn Crystallization Magic..."

The fallen leaves in the distance fell on the dry and cracked quagmire of the nearby river, and the stream in the punishment forest flowed along the road outlined by the rocks to the direction of the secluded church. This water less than a palm depth can barely be called a stream, full of fallen leaves. Those leaves that can't float, eventually sink slowly to the bottom of the water, accompanied by the silt. The water flow is on the mountain road to the church, together with the travelers, and finally, flows into the high wall outside the church from the other side.

Chapter 406 Youxian Church

The layout of the Youxian Church is different from other places.

The huge outer wall of the church is at the exit of the valley, making the whole church like a pass, separating the Losric area from the Lengli Valley behind it. Before seeing the outer wall of Youxian Church, Zelin noticed the church soldiers stationed nearby. These soldiers carried spears, shields, and crossbows, as well as patrolling hounds that followed them. There are some monuments and obelisks around. Many travelers and believers are kneeling beside the stone tower, with their eyes closed and hands together, seeming to be meditating or performing some religious ritual.

"We need to find MacDonald or Archbishop Louis."

Although it is called a church, its scale is more suitable to be called a city. Walking into the outer wall of the church, the first goal is many people with different clothes, knights from all over the world in strong armor, travelers who are in ragged clothes and don't even know where they are from, and there are some traveling saints who travel here. But more are the believers and soldiers of the church, as well as a few Templar knights in heavy armor. These knights are almost holding large shields of the same height, and there are giant hammers about the size of a person. It is nothing more than the imam priest will look at the reinforcements on the army of the secluded church. These templar knights can indeed become a confrontation. The backbone of the rebellious Losric knight.

"Archbishop MacDonald and Archbishop Louis are taking care of it and it is not convenient to meet anyone."

A bald priest said to Zelin. He said while waving his hands. "If you want to see the archbishop, you can wait here. After about a few days, the archbishop and other bishops will sometimes receive guests."

"I have a very important thing. The imam priest from Losric, I must convey the news to the archbishop as soon as possible." Zelin tried his best to pay attention to his tone. "You must have heard the bell. The imam priest asked me to come straight It’s because of this."

"From Losric? Oh~ Then I can arrange a room for you in the church." The priest's face was stiff as a stone. "You can wait in the church."

"This matter is very important." Zelin emphasized again.

"Of course, my child, everything is important." Without looking back, the priest walked to the quiet chapel with the open door.

This small church is the entrance of Youxian Church, and most ordinary believers and travelers can only come to this small church to visit and stop. Ten rows of wooden chairs are placed on both sides, and a lot of candles are lit on the missionary table in the middle. As in the fire-passing sacrificial place, only these white candles provide a faint light in the church. Exquisite triangular candlesticks are placed on both sides, and torches hung on the walls are facing each other. Some believers are sitting on long wooden chairs, closing their eyes and meditating. There are also some travelers and knights talking to each other near the church or in the corner of the wall. There is a well outside the church, and several people with hats similar to Greirat are crouching around their waists and pulling up the hemp rope that is connected to the wooden barrel.

"Who are they?"

Zelin asked the priest who was leading the way.

"They committed the crime of stealing and wanted to serve the church as sinners."

Obviously, these thieves’ days in the Youxian Church were not easy at all. Compared with Losric, the priests and knights in this place were much stricter. Zelin noticed that several thieves were treated as criminals. Sweep the tombstones and wipe the murals on the seats of the church. "They all like to wear such hats, so here, this kind of hat is the standard for sinners. You see people who wear such hats, if they dare to resist, kill Also, don't go to that area while you are waiting." The priest pointed to a place surrounded by a hollow iron fence, and a step carved along the rock connected it to the outer courtyard of the church.

"Where is the forbidden area?"

"There is a place that Archbishop Klimt liked."

The priest said dryly.

There are two doors on the left and right of the chapel, and the wooden door on the right is guarded by a tall templar. The priest led them to open the wooden door on the right. Behind the door is a corner outside the church. Looking out through the fence, you can see the lush forest and towering mountains. Just a few steps forward, there is an oval elevator. Stepping on it, the elevator that rises quickly will take them into the quiet church.

When I walked out of the elevator attic and stepped into the church, all the noise outside the church was shut out together. The quiet and deserted inside of the quiet church, the outside weather is not cold, but there is a clear temperature difference between the inside of the church and the outside world, as if it was from autumn to early winter.

But what attracted his attention most was not the exquisite statues in the church, the exquisite murals, or the intricate carvings on the hollow wooden fence. It was the giant standing in the church, almost seven meters tall. The church was almost as high as a four-story attic. They took the elevator to the top corridor, where they could just see the giant's mossy forehead and arms. The giant was **** with an iron chain, a huge iron helmet blocking its face, and the iron rope was fixed to the ground. Several heavily armed knights and soldiers were guarding it below.

Moving along the outer ring corridor, Zelin stared at the giant who was squatting on the ground and remained silent. There are not many priests and nuns on the road. According to this priest, the archbishop and other bishops are in the depths of the church, performing a kind of work called caregiver. However, apart from the templar knights in the church, there are still a few knights who are clearly not part of the quiet church. They were dressed in pale silver armor, and the hem of the helmet and armor was decorated with translucent pale gauze, giving the strong knight armor a soft touch.

In addition, there were several knights with counter-hammers and counter-spears on their backs. Their distinctive weapons from other knights attracted Zelin's attention.

"It's the Dolan Knights, why are they here?"

"Maybe they need to go to church for help."

The quiet environment of the church made Zelin and Hezer subconsciously lower their voices, "Many of the Knights of Losric have become undead and corpses, and I think the Dolan Knights are no exception."

"They may be here waiting for the qualifications to enter Lengyu Valley."

Hazel said something that Zelin didn't understand, and then shut his mouth.

In the end, it seemed as if they had circled the church several times, and they came to a relatively remote place. There are some divided rooms here. The priests have increased, but most of them are silent. This church is just like its name. Zelin can’t hear any chattering here. The priests seem to They were all on alert, or afraid of something, that they didn't dare to make a loud noise. There were obviously a lot of people in the cathedral, but it was as deserted as the cemetery.

"Where is Archbishop Klimt?"

Before the priest left, Hazel asked.