The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Instead, there is a mist that does not know where to diffuse. The fog spreads very fast, but what Zelin cares more about is the sound coming from the fog. The sound of bone rubbing sounded from all directions. Zelin turned his head and saw that the pile of bones at the door seemed to be pulled by some force, gradually piecing together a human figure in mid-air. In the silence, the creaking sound of the collision of bones seemed extra noticeable.

One by one, the broken bones slowly climbed up from the ground, and the skeleton's body seemed to be pulled by something, pulling a stiff movement towards the demon hunter.

"Ah..."

A sigh, sounded from the mist.

"I know you, Hunter... Cos, also known as Cosm, have you heard our prayers? Even in unknown places?"

Zelin stared at his surroundings, his instinct told him that the sound was coming from straight ahead, but his ears sent another signal ---sounds were everywhere.

"You took Kos, the great Kos, taken by a barbarian who doesn't know its value at all." Then there was a strange laughter, "Now, you are back..."

"Yes, I'm back." Hearing the footsteps behind him, Zelin didn't turn his head. With a backhand, he smashed the walking skeleton back to the shards, "to solve what I should have solved last time." He thought Looking at the people who took refuge in the chapel, and how he left the last time "Come out! Face me, coward!"

"How savage." The fog in front of him whirled, condensing a human form. The man had a sordid smile on his face. He was wearing the black academic robe of Beilkinworth and a towering iron cage on his head. It was exactly what Yahagul looked like. "I thought you would pass through Yahagul directly. Er's trap came in, and let the great Amidala teach you how to be a man." This man has no trace of blood on his body, his whole body is showing a sickly pale, and there is a chilling smile under the deep dark circles under his eyes.

"Who are you?" Zelin raised his sword and pointed at the man in front of the corridor. "I don't mind if you say your name before you die."

"Mikou Laishu." The man smiled nervously. "From outside Yanan, sad foreigner, do you want to stop the dream? No, we shouldn't give up the dream. The dream will cover the entire Yanan, I know, you And your hiding place, a small church? Not long after, dreams will cover all the places, and we will get everything we want, great knowledge, and... eyes."

Eight bursting crossbow arrows shot in the direction of Mikolaish, but only hit the fog. The figure of the nightmare lord was concealed in the mist.

"No one can catch me! No one can stop me now!"

More and more skeletons appeared in the corridor, blocking the path of the demon hunter.

Fog not only filled the castle with the nightmare of the moon, but also around the small church of Udun. The red witch raised her eyes and looked down at the door, as if she was cautiously trying to put her tentacles in the mist, she lowered her head again.

Until a figure appeared in the chapel.

He appeared beside the lantern in the middle of the chapel, as if waking up again, slowly opening his eyes. The hunter's trench coat was stained with monster blood left after hunting, and the smell of blood gradually permeated the chapel, mixed with the smell of incense, which looked very strange.

If Zelin were there, he would be very happy to see a familiar person again. This person also taught him a technique to deal with monsters, although he rarely had the opportunity to use it.

The red witch slowly raised her head, raised her face blocked by her hood and withered hair, and looked at the hunter with her dry face. "Thank you, kind hunter, thank you for saving the people who are still alive in the town. Become a real refuge, here...very safe."

The hunter raised his head and looked around. The chapel was still the same, but most importantly, the people in the refuge were gone. Everyone was already asleep, completely deserted.

"Where are the people?"

The hunter asked in confusion.

"The incense, the incense is not enough, they are all in the study below." The red witch replied, "Hehe, as a reward, as a reward for good deeds, please be sure to take this." The red witch held Yali in her hands. The umbilical cord that came out of Anna's body, although the carnivorous worm died not long ago, it has turned into a stone sculpture, dark and stiff. "Go and hunt, hunter, this can help you see through the fog and traps, and use it well. It."

The hunter took the umbilical cord handed by the red witch. He held the umbilical cord in one hand and stretched the other hand toward the backpack. After a while, he found another umbilical cord from the inside and took it out and placed it in front of him for comparison. The umbilical cord is very similar, but it looks different when it looks closely.

"Yanan is over, there will be no more survivors." The witch said to the strange hunter from a foreign country. "Everything is over. Watch out for the beasts outside and the traps they set."

"Um... the other hunter didn't come back?" After hearing the witch say that there were no survivors, the man asked, "Or did he come back and go out again?"

"Yes, hehe, how could I forget. There are no survivors of the townsman, but the hunter is still there. He went for the final hunt, oh~ hunter, use your eyes well." The witch chuckled as always.

Chapter 609 Chasing Echoes

"You can't catch me, hunter!"

Zelin chased to a crossroads, and four skeletons suddenly appeared around him, and at the same time they rushed towards him. But then they flew back the same way as they did when they pounced. But the difference is that when they go back, they are as a pile of shattered fragments. Alder swept through and easily blasted the skeletons controlled by unknown forces into a pile of bone pieces. The fog was even scattered by the burst of air. , Just recover immediately.

"Why reject the possibility of getting this gift from the great god? Why destroy the opportunity to explore the nature of the world? You barbaric hunter, you don't know what you are destroying."

The voice in the depths of the fog was a little regretful.

"Are you jealous? Look at your abilities, the gift you have received."

Zelin made another Alderfa Seal, pushing away the group of skeletons rushing in front of him. Mikolaish was hiding in unknown place, manipulating these skeletons. Is this the spell he got from the wisdom of the ancient gods? This is not impossible, considering the experiments conducted by the Mansis school of Yahagul.

Biting Alder left patches of ice on the corridor, and he stepped on the ground, making a creaking noise. Mikolaish tried to trap him here? Or do you want to lead it somewhere? His nervous laughter kept reverberating in the spiral stairs and hallways of the castle.

"Coss, Cosm, have you heard our prayers? When you were looted by barbarians who don't understand the value, do you remember those of us who really worship you?"

Monsters made of linking skeletons and corpses continue to rush from the corners and aisles. The fog greatly blocks the demon hunter’s sight. He can only judge whether there are monsters in the corners and other bifurcated roads by the sound of footsteps. , But the monster's footsteps also concealed Mikolaish's moving sound. He can only trust his ears and follow the direction of the intermittent sound.

Mikolaish, this idiot at least said his name.

"I don't know Kos's orphans would be willing to listen to your prayers." Standing at the three fork in the road, Zelin waited. He was waiting for Mikolaish's response.

"I, the best student and the smartest student at Bayerworkers College, if you hadn't taken the Kos orphan, how could our research be so slow!"

On the left!

Zelin searched for the voice to follow him.

"Research?" The demon hunter raised his hand, and a corpse in front was knocked into the air and hit several skeletons in the back. The silk thread formed by the mist on the skeleton broke, and the skeleton immediately turned into a pile of broken bones. "I don't think the villagers of Yahagul, and so many people from Yanan are willing to participate in your research." Zelin recalled that he was there. Yahagul saw so many statues of struggling villagers, he was still curious why people of the Mansis school would have leisurely and elegantly sculpt these statues.

Now he understood that it was not a statue built by the Mansis school. The dreamland perfectly restored Ahagul who was under the management of the Mansis School at that time. Desperately, the Mansis school took the entire Ahagul as their laboratory, but no one could help the local residents. The dream turned their desperate struggles into statues, or shouted to the sky, or trembling on their knees, he just saw the most real Ah Gul in the dream.

"The truth is in the hands of a few people. If you understand, just tell me, Cos, where is Cosm? Ah~ Cos, give us eyes, just like the eyes that gave Roma, give us eyes." Mikolaesh admired as if singing a hymn. The Mansis school definitely doesn't know everything. Zelin has never seen Roma, but Master William also said the name. Roma is related to Master William, not Kos.

But he is not willing to waste energy thinking about these.

The sound is on the right!

Monsters came out of the mist one after another, but under the stimulation of potions and decoctions, the continuous battle did not make him tired. His body welcomed the battle, and the puppets manipulated by the mist fell one by one. Under the precise and deadly swordsmanship and magic seal attack of the demon hunter, these sad monsters under control have no chance of winning. Zelin will not get lost in the maze, because the corpse of the monster is the best road sign.

"You want the corpse of the Kos orphan, don't you?"

It's another bifurcation.

"Are you alone? Don't you feel that it seems too much for a person to embezzle the entire inheritance?" Zelin narrowed his eyes slightly and waited. "Where is your colleague? Or just two watchdogs? It's so pitiful."

"My colleagues are all civilized and noble people. The search for knowledge made them voluntarily devote themselves. That is an extremely noble and great behavior."

This time, the voice seemed a little low, as if Mikulaishu was really cherishing the memory of his colleague. But what he thinks is not important to Zelin, what is important is that he must hear clearly how to go.

"But I think your great colleagues may not know that it is not a dream with endless knowledge that greets them with a cage helmet, but a quick and painless death, right?" Zelin waited intently, Secret Bandit Raish thought that after taking the orphan of Kos, he took the remains of the orphan of Kos as his own, so that he could get a strange ability like Fayin.

Dreamland and dreamland overlap each other, but what he did in Jiu Yanan affected the memories of the Mansis school? Or is it not a dream at all? There are too many puzzles that are difficult to explain. Every time Zelin thinks he has found the answer, it always brings more confusion.

Perhaps this is what the red witch warned that knowledge and secrets will pull a person into the abyss completely, even unknowingly.

"Of course a person who only knows to commit barbarous acts can only say such words."

This time, Zelin heard clearly, and the voice was on the left hand side, very close.

"Experiments, the exploration of the unknown has never been smooth sailing. Any accident may occur. The Mansis School will not stop because of a small setback. Ah~ Great God, listening to this voice, this baby is crying The voice, soon, the great **** will be satisfied." Mikolaish sounded like he was fascinated by the success he was about to achieve. "This is your last chance. You can come here, join in, we can explore together..."

No matter what Mikou Laish wanted to explore, Zelin had no way of knowing. The nightmare lord's words were interrupted because the demon hunter was standing in front of the door of the square room where he was hiding, staring at him with a bad look.