The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Chapter 465 Crisis

Telescope is a very convenient thing. It, long-distance teleportation, and rune writing are hailed as the three most significant magical inventions. The former can make distance no longer a barrier for people to meet and connect, while the latter can use books and paper as carriers to create a new world.

Of course, the world created by runes has a shelf life, and once it starts to deteriorate, it will become very dangerous.

"Oh, Francesca, you... are you in the immortal settlement?"

Looking at the scenery on the back of the telescope image, Zelin thought about his world for a long time before realizing that it was not Hundred Flowers Valley, Mahakam, Goose Willen or any other place at all. The back of there was The place where the valley outside the undead settlement leads to the cemetery in the mountain.

In the scene, the elf warlock was tapping his clothes to smooth the wrinkles on it, Gnaiya was busy peeling a huge mouse, there was some water mist in the brick passage, and there was a piece of water on the ground that just flooded the sole of the shoe. Of stagnant water. This big mouse, which is almost a human height, seems to be hiding in the mist raised in the passage, attacking passing humans. There are several dead bodies lying in the surrounding water beach that have not been completely eaten, and they seem to have succeeded. Several times.

Unfortunately, it chose the wrong target.

Looking at the faintly visible cracks on the wall and the blood splashing on it, the mouse that threw out was probably hit by Gnaiya directly back to the wall behind. As for the surrounding group lying in the water, its body was The scorched little mouse with a faint white smoke should be the masterpiece of the wizard warlock.

A cold-light white ball floats on the fingertips of the sorcerer, without any spells, only a gesture can be used to achieve the spells that humans need to use spells to release.

Typical wizard casting.

"Immortal settlement? What a strange name." The warlock slightly wrinkled the tip of his nose, and the air in the sewer was definitely not as fresh as Hundred Flower Valley. Rare, I think you'd better come and meet us as soon as possible, the sooner the better."

"I'm not far from you, so we should be able to meet soon." Zelin thought for a while, and asked the warlock. "When you left the portal, did you see a black nun nearby, named The man named Frid?"

The elf raised his eyebrows.

"A female friend you know in this world? Just like Miss Virginia?"

"No, of course not." The demon hunter empathizes with the nun's experience, but he and Virginia are friends of life and death. "To be precise, she is the guest I invited."

The elf looked at the demon hunter, and after a while, she sighed, "Well, it's worth the reward. You didn't lie. But unfortunately, your guest may have missed the appointment. I spent a long time near the river valley with Ganya. Time, did not see that nun."

Wei Wei felt a little disappointed, but if this was Frid's choice, then Zelin had nothing to regret.

"In the immortal settlement, I have two friends, the sun knight Ferdinand and a thief Greirat. They should be able to help you. Soon, I will pass, and then we can go."

"No problem, we'll see you later."

"Hey, wait." When the Sorceress was about to close the telescope, the Dragonborn suddenly said, "What is going on in this world? Even in Rift Valley City, there won't be so many corpses abandoned at will. Near the city, even in the rat road." She kicked a corpse lying nearby. "I wanted to say hello to him, but he rushed over like crazy."

"This matter is difficult to explain. You can understand him as a dead body, but this corpse will behave like that before, and will continue to attack anyone nearby who is still alive." Zelin couldn't deal with Ge. Naia explained so much, in fact, he can only classify this as a form of curse, "Be careful, I have prepared a gift for you."

"What is it?" Gnaiya asked curiously.

"You will know then, you should like it." The dragonborn girl is very interested in various weapons, and Sullivan's sin karma sword should be able to arouse her interest.

"Really considerate..." The elf squinted at the demon hunter in the telescope.

"There is another thing for you about the magic of this world. I feel very interesting, so I will keep it for you."

"Um... not bad." The warlock glanced at him. "I'm looking forward to it."

Finally, after explaining some things that needed attention to Francesca, the warlock closed the telescope. Zelin doesn't need to worry too much about the presence of an elf. She is an elf that has lived for hundreds of years. She has encountered all kinds of things, and she knows how to deal with troubles.

However, Francesca also revealed some things to Zelin, about the upcoming warlock conference on Sinide Island, it seems that it is not as plain as the conference held many years ago. The warlock didn't say it clearly in the telescope, but Zelin could feel her a little uneasy.

Few things make her so nervous

In the fire-passing sacrificial field, the demon hunter saw Ash, not just as the ashes as firewood like Frid, but the real king hunter, who was sent back to the ashes hero who brought back the king of firewood. They were silent, silent, relying on instinct to find the flame. No one knows how far Ashes will eventually go, whether they will die in the hands of King Xin, and still fall halfway in an unknown place. But looking at these ashes, the chief priest of the Imam felt a little regretful.

"The knight hero didn't wake up... Maybe, this world hasn't reached the time when it needs him to wake up."

"It sounds like you have confidence in that knight?" Zelin asked the chief priest while looking at the small ring flag he had recovered.

"That's a hero who once saved the world..."

The chief priest just said with emotion.

The main priest of the Imma sent him back to the cathedral in Losric city by magic, and the demon hunter also received the small ring flag and the summoning charm on it.

Pushing open the door of the cathedral again, this is the second time he has pushed it open. But the scenery that came into view after the door was opened twice was completely different.

Last time, we could still see living people, soldiers on patrol, and knights talking in low voices.

But now, everything in Losric seemed so lifeless. The roar of the taking-off dragon was heard from time to time in the sky, and a huge shadow was covered on the ground. Between the gaps of the towering buildings, the figure of the flying dragon glided past. It opened its mouth, and flame spewed onto the living corpse on the high wall.

In addition, the only thing that is still active is the unconscious living corpse. Startled by the sound of pushing the door, the living corpse twisted its decaying face and opened its mouth unconsciously, revealing some of the brown teeth that were still in the mouth.

Looking at the surrounding corpses, the demon hunter drew out his long sword.

A scene of apocalypse.

Chapter 466 Dark Moon Sword

Walking down the empty bridge outside the city gate, the immortal settlement is still exactly the same as when it came last time. The only thing left is the crow hovering in the sky. On the bridge outside the village, you can see overturned carriages and corpses scattered on the ground. The corpses are covered with a layer of black feathers. It is not a mutation, but a crow eating delicious food.

A corpse was hung on the carriage, and several crows were falling on it, pecking at the remaining carrion. And under the carriage, two scrawny hounds with white-gray all over were bowing their heads, enjoying the remaining corpses.

The sound of the demon hunter stepping on the gravel of the road attracted the attention of the two hounds. They turned their heads and stared at the walking figure with puffy eyes filled with bloodshot eyes. The hair on the hound had long since faded, leaving only a bald, bloodshot, dry skin. They opened their mouths, and there was still a trace of rotten flesh on the canine teeth that were jagged by chewing.

In this plague-like curse, no creature can survive, whether it is humans, arakkoa, hounds or crabs.

Solving the two hounds that rushed up, Zelin walked outside the immortal settlement, not only him, but also a lot of ragged living corpses. They looked up their heads, and the clothes left on their bodies could still see that they did not belong to the exquisiteness of the immortal settlement. Reminiscent of the dumped carriages, they are likely to be refugees from the city of Losric, but they are blocked from the settlement.

These living corpses did not respond to the appearance of the demon hunter. They still retained their previous actions, that is, looking up at the entrance of the undead settlement where the iron fence was lowered. Zelin gently pushed away the corpses crowded in front of the door and walked to the iron fence. He held the fence gate and looked inside, and soon he saw the young man who should be guarding the gate.

I just don't know whether his appearance can still be called a person at this time.

"Can you open this door?"

Zelin knocked, the man raised his head, the skin on his face was as dry as bacon after dehydration, and the dark cursed ring on his side was extra conspicuous. He sat on the ground dejectedly, staring at the demon hunter with godless eyes.

"Sorry, can you hear me?"

Zelin asked again.

"Get away... or let the dog..."

The janitor said intermittently, the pitchfork in his hand hit the ground, making a bang.

"I've been here before, I think you should remember me." Zelin drew the rune of the Yaxifah seal in his hand, as if the sound of glass breaking, but unfortunately, the seal did not work. The janitor only paused slightly, then stood up, holding a pitchfork in both hands, facing the demon hunter.

"Leave...Leave...or I will let the dog bite you..."

As if to prove that what he said was true, he kicked open the wooden door of the board room behind him, and three mutant hounds ran out of the hut at the door. Zelin stepped back two steps, and the hound's head rushed out from the gap in the fence. He screamed at the demon hunter. Not only Zelin himself, but also the living corpses behind him. If they weren't blocked by the fence, they would have run out long ago, biting these people who were almost completely alive.

Zelin sighed, and he backed away a few steps and looked at the wall about two meters high.

This is not too high.