The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Across the secluded church, there is the low mountain covered with low shrubs and green moss. There are fallen leaves everywhere, and the yellow fallen leaves are still a little green, and the leaves almost cover the winding paths between the rocks. In this blue-and-yellow area, several figures in crimson clothes appeared conspicuous.

The speed of the bird is very fast, but in the gap between the tree canopies, the eyes of the demon hunter can still make him notice the red figures carrying the cage. In the cage, a bunch of undead or living corpses are stuffed in as goods, just like the original way of imprisoning living corpses in the undead settlement. It can be judged according to the direction of these figures carrying the cage. It is to go to the quiet church.

Across this low hill, the height of the bird climbed suddenly. Right in front, the tall tower connecting the immortal settlement came into view. In the sky, Zelin saw the imprisoned giant at the top of the tower. It was standing there, looking down at the undead settlement below, with a hard bow larger than a human being placed beside him, and a few more could be considered completely. The arrows of the spear were randomly placed against the inner wall of the tower.

Fortunately, the giant did not choose to use arrows to attack the flying birds. In fact, his gaze had been kept in the settlement not far away.

However, instead of flying directly over the undead settlement to Losric, the bird turned to fly to the fire-passing sacrificial field directly below Losric. It is said that the nest of this bird is in the fire-passing ritual site, and there are some descendants of birds. Although the demon hunter didn't see the bird's nest near the fire-passing sacrificial site last time, it just passed by in a hurry, and some omissions are inevitable.

Passing the high wall on the left side of the holy city of the fire-passing and crossing the cliffs, it didn't take long for the outer ring of the fire-passing sacrificial field to appear in the sight of the demon hunter on the towering cliff. Asuka turned around, Zelin grabbed its hair and moved sideways with it. It didn't take long for the flight speed to drop. Gradually, they began to descend, and Zelin saw the bird's nest above the dome of the sacrificial ground.

The flying bird didn't directly land on the bird's nest, but first came to a big tree near the sacrificial ground. Zelin stepped on its wings and jumped onto the branch, sliding along the trunk to the outside of the sacrificial ground lined with tombstones below. Asuka screamed happily, flapped its wings and landed on the top of the sacrificial ground, and then a few immature birdsong echoed from above.

Taking a deep breath, the air in the fire-passing sacrificial place was as stale as ever. Standing outside, Ze Lin happened to see the fire girl in the sacrificial hall dragging a dry corpse to the steps of the sacrificial hall. She walked very slowly, and for blind reasons she had to fumble around the tombstones that had been blurred by the wind and sun, and proceeded cautiously.

"Need help?"

Zelin walked over and asked the fire woman.

Hearing the sound, the fire prevention girl paused, and after a few seconds, she asked hesitantly.

"You are... the knight?"

"I am not a knight, but the last time I came to you and rang the bell." Zelin stretched out his hand, holding the back of the fireproof girl's white hand with one hand, and took the corpse she was pulling with the other hand. Bring the corpse into the brazier of the spiral sword? Just like last time? Let's go, follow me, and I will take you there."

The situation near the sacrificial ground has become very bad. Everywhere you can see the gray-robed people who fell on the ground. Many people have become living corpses. The gray-robed people who are still sane took up short knives and crossbows to kill those who have become living corpses and began to unconsciously. 'S colleague attacking any creature nearby.

"Master Hero has come to the sacrificial ground, please don't be sad, Master Knight, the hope is still there."

The light of the spiral sword was still shining, and the body of the sword was densely covered with fiery red lines. Zelin put the corpse into the stone basin, and the fire that got the firewood was slightly brighter. Then, the corpse turned into fly ash, and it was long enough to be scattered in the stone basin. Hidden from the dust pile of the ankle.

"Thank you, Lord Knight."

The fire-retardant woman leaned to thank you, "May your road be illuminated by fire."

Before the demon hunter asked how to meet the chief priest of Imma and wake up the ashes, a low voice rang.

"Oh... I thought there was a king explorer, a survivor..." Zelin looked in the direction of the sound, and saw one more sitting on the empty stone chair in the fire-passing sacrificial field. Silhouette. Feeling the demon hunter's gaze, the voice responded in a friendly manner.

"Fortunately, I'm... Rudos. As you can see, it's a king who sits on the throne."

Chapter 464 Revival of Ashes

Rudos' skin showed an unnatural gray.

The robes on his body have been stained with dust, and the delicate lines can still be seen on the damaged hem. His bare head wore a rusty crown. Even the tight robes, to Rudos, who was like a dry wood, still looked a bit wide.

He was sitting on a stone chair with his hands folded on his chin, and his small eyes on his forehead looked at the demon hunter under the throne. He was not at all offended by the demon hunter's gaze, Zelin didn't see much emotion in his eyes, on the contrary, there was a kind of calmness that had already accepted his fate.

After a while, Zelin realized that Rudos's skin was not naturally gray. Rather, his whole body appeared to be burnt. He is the king of salaries, not the king who needs people to worship and salute, but the king who wants to dedicate his life to the flame in exchange for the continuation of the world.

"It's nice to meet you, I'm Zelin."

Withdrawing his gaze, Ze Lin looked at the fire-resistant woman who was standing quietly on the side.

"Is there any way to directly contact the imam chief priest from the sacrificial ground? I must see her as soon as possible."

"I heard the chirping of the bird, Lord Knight." The fire woman said softly, as if she was worried that it would disturb the silence here. In the sacrificial field, the only sound is the sound of striking iron felt from time to time. There is a burly man who looks like a blacksmith in the depths of the sacrificial field. "The bird will take you to your destination." It may feel like I said. I don't quite understand, the fire woman continued to explain, "Your Master, is located here."

She bent down and gestured to the demon hunter to the deep passage of the sacrificial field.

The demon hunter walked in the direction pointed by the fire woman, and saw a person wearing a dark red chief priest's clothes sitting on a wooden chair on the right side of the passage. Hearing the footsteps of the demon hunter, she raised her head, and with the help of the surrounding candlelight, the demon hunter saw the wrinkled face of the chief priest of Yima.

"Oh... I guess you have completed the task, right."

She coughed a few times. I don’t know why. At this time, the priest imam gave the demon hunter an indescribable sense of illusion. "When I heard Guda talk about the disaster of the secluded church, you also gave him the small ring flag. I thought you were Will die there."

"I have heard the rumors about my death many times, but I will prove to everyone that it is false." Zelin shrugged, and the sacrificial hall looked empty. Only the candles placed in the corner were the depths of the sacrificial hall. "I went to Lengxiu Valley again, and the God of Dark Moon said that it is time to wake up the heroes from the Ashes Cemetery. Lengxiu Valley has no soldiers available. There is a coup."

Seeing the puzzled look of the chief priest, Zelin did not continue to explain. "Anyway, it's hard to explain. To protect the flame and let the remaining king return to the throne, you can only rely on the ashes of the hero."

"Sure enough... The salary kings have awakened, but the world still needs to do this..." The chief priest sighed. Newborn...or plunged into darkness in the ashes."

There are many meanings in the words of the chief priest, but this is not something that the demon hunter needs to care about. In contrast, he was more curious about the situation of the priest himself.

"Since you are spreading the fire to the sacrificial ground, does that mean that Losric has completely fallen? What about Losric's cathedral?"

"My soul, Rudos helped me separate the soul... The remaining I will stay in the cathedral, carrying the key to the upper passage of Losric and the small ring flag, waiting for the arrival of the Ash Hunter, for They provide guidance and help." The chief priest wearily explained, "The missing gap makes me bind with the fire-passing sacrificial field. My soul can provide assistance or tools for the ashes that come to the sacrificial field."

"The price is so great."

Zelin sighed.

"I love this world, I don't want it to be destroyed."

The chief priest replied plainly.

Just like last time, heavy bells echoed in the gray sky of the fire-passing sacrificial ceremonies. Every time the bell strikes, it seems to strike everyone's soul, and it seems to strike everyone's heart. The bell kept ringing, and in the ashes cemetery outside the sacrificial area, the coffin placed on the ground began to creak, and the bell struck the remaining souls of the heroes who had thrown themselves into flames for the continuation of the world. On.

The wooden lid of the dark coffin was slowly pushed aside, and the action alarmed the crows standing on the dead branches. The crows quacked, the dust on the coffin was shaken, and one after another ashes in different clothes reached out from the coffin. Hold anything that can be reached on the side and sit up.

Priest, wizard, conjurer, messenger, thieves, mercenary, northland warrior, assassin, or a person with only rags left on his body, even unable to prove his identity.

But among the many ashes of awakening, there was a coffin still tightly closed in the sound of the bell, and there was no movement. On this coffin, there is a ring that seems to have been placed here. The owner of this ring seems to hope that the ashes can get the ring after awakening, but for some reason, there is no ashes in it. Movement.

The bell that represented the world's crisis not only awakened the sleeping ashes, but also awakened the undead settlements outside Losric and the city. Looking at the gradually distorted sky outside the window, Prince Losric in the large library sighed slightly.

"Brother..."

It was supposed to be the position of the sun, but it has been replaced by a round of black, as if a cursed ring appeared in the sky, like this cursed world.

"...How this is your choice, the curse you bear." Prince Lorian, who was sitting on his knees on the ground, said to his brother, "then let us take it together, this cursed world... …"

"Don't you resent me, brother?"

"We are brothers..."

The burly Prince Lorian stroked the Losric holy sword in his hand and responded.

"What kind of world is this..."

Francesca, who successfully stabilized the portal, wiped the drops of sweat on her forehead slightly. Gnaiya was always on the alert. In the valley, the portal was emitting a faint orange light.

"What's the matter with that bell?" Seeing the elf finish his work, the dragonborn asked the warlock, "You are a man of magic, do you know?"

The warlock did not answer Gnaiya, she looked at the portal in doubt. In response, Gnaiya called Francesca twice, "Elf, are you listening? What did you find?"

"I feel... Just now something seems to have passed through the portal..." The elf rubbed his forehead. "Maybe it's exhaustion that gave me the illusion..." She sighed. "Okay, let's find the late one. Guy, and then leave here."