The Journey of the Demon Hunter

This is Bofer's voice.

"Come and help me, Kili's leg is injured!"

The Hobbit got up, and several dwarves gathered there, desperately trying to push the crowd away. In chaotic situations, and being targeted by orcs, being trampled is the real threat. These dwarves have found their own weapons and armors. Although human weapons and clothing are not so good for dwarves, it is better than nothing.

The Hobbit shook his head to wake himself up.

"Oh, really bad luck, if I can go back alive, I must write a book to record all this."

"We have to go." Thorin said to the others. "Get on the ship as soon as possible. The orcs have been killed. If we don't leave, we will not be able to reach the Lonely Mountain before sunset on the day of Turin. Kili, you stay here. "

Hearing what Thorin said, Kili shook his head, "No, when we open the Hall of Ancestors, I must be there! I grew up listening to the story of Gushan, and I must go!"

He protested, but Thorin was indifferent to this.

"You will slow us down."

With this sentence, Kili closed his mouth.

Thorin was right, in order to complete their expedition plan, Kili could not keep up.

In the end, both Bofer and Kili’s brother Feili chose to stay, as well as Oin, who often took care of the sick. The remaining dwarves gathered around, squeezed out of the chaotic crowd, and rushed to park on the river. By the side of the canoe. But then, they discovered the trouble the canoe encountered.

"Get out, get out!"

A huge boat tried it and knocked over the canoe directly. There are so many gold jewels on the ship that make people feel dazzling, and the amount of gold, just this small impact, caused countless gold coins on the edge to fall into the water. The person above yelled distressedly, as if it was not gold coins that fell, but pieces of meat on his body.

"Our ship!" the dwarf yelled angrily, but to no avail. I could only watch my canoe being knocked out of a gap, and then drifting away and sinking slowly along the river.

"Don't panic, we can go to the pier." Looking at the angry yelling dwarves, Bahrain quickly calmed down and said to the other dwarves, "There must be a lot of boats parked on the pier. We can go to the pier. We have weapons and armors and can rush to the dock. When we get on the boat, these orcs won't be able to catch us."

"Yes." Thorin nodded, raised his sword and waved towards the dock, "Let's kill it!"

The dwarves flocked to the dock, and Bahrain finally glanced at the mayor who was traveling further and further by boat, and couldn't help but shook his head.

Dragon syndrome.

This is the dragon syndrome.

Chapter 723 Bloody Gold

Looking back at the group of dwarves running to the dock, the mayor seemed to be crying.

"My money! These **** dwarves, as expected, will only bring bad luck to people, so I said, absolutely can't allow the dwarves to come to the city." The mayor looked down at the gold coins piled beside the ship in pain. There were so many things on the ship, he had to pile the statues made of pure gold in the middle of the ship, and put the gold coins that were easy to squeeze into the corners and cracks on the side of the ship. "I have clearly warned people, never trust the dwarves, they will harm We have lost our golden treasure, but why people just don’t believe it!"

"You are right, my lord, these guys don't understand your good intentions at all, just like they don't understand you normally." Alfred smiled flatly. "If these people can understand how far-sighted you are, my lord, There won’t be what it is today."

The heavy boat drifted slowly on the river, and a man who fell into the water wanted to grab the side of the boat and climb up, but Alfred kicked it down. But even if there are not a few people, the boat will not drift faster than a fish, or it is like a tortoise, dragging a heavy shell, but the shell is made of gold.

"Our speed is too slow." Alfred looked at the burning houses around and the corpses killed by the orcs, and said to the mayor with a horror, "We must throw some useless things down, otherwise we Can't escape, it's too slow."

With that said, Alfred's gaze scanned the ship full of gold jewels, trying to find a heavy object that could be thrown down, so that the ship could move faster.

Like him, the mayor glanced around on the boat, and finally nodded.

"You are right, Alfred."

With that said, he pushed the flatterer off the boat. Alfred didn't even react, and fell into the cold river with a puff before he could make a sound.

There was one less person on the boat, which was lighter in an instant, and the speed rose slightly. But the speed was still not fast enough. The mayor's sight continued to scan. The two guards who were still on the ship looked at the mayor with ill-faced faces. They looked at each other. While an unowned canoe was drifting by, they Leaving the ship, jumped onto the canoe, then returned to the shore, turned and returned to the town hall where the townsfolk gathered.

"Damn, I'm fed up! I'm going back and working with other colleagues against the orcs. I'm fed up with this **** fat winter melon!"

The guard took away a few gold coins when he lifted his foot, and the mayor sipped angrily, "Are you damned guys without eyes!? You touched my coins!"

He yelled at the back of the guard, and finally did not stop yelling until he was gone. If other people don't know, they might think that someone owes thousands of gold coins to the mayor and refuses to return it, or burns his home.

After yelling for a while, maybe the mayor was tired, he stopped, panted, and shook his head, "Why these guys are not willing to understand my good intentions."

But at this time, he opened his eyes suddenly, and the surroundings were too quiet, only the sound of running water and the crackling sound of flames burning wood, which was abnormally quiet. In an instant, it seemed that the world had left him. There were no orcs, no townsfolk, and no fights. He was the only one in the world, staying with the whole ship of jewels, floating on the endless stream. The burning fire and the black bottomless water are everything in the world.

Afterwards, the sound of the sliding canoe made the mayor come back to his senses from the underworld. Seeing a wooden boat approaching right in front of him, he quickly cleared his throat and prepared to remind the boat ahead to give way. He had lost a lot of gold coins and couldn't leave any more, his heart seemed to be dripping blood.

However, when he saw the approaching ship, the warning sound that happened to be shouted was stuck in his throat. A ship of orcs was on the canoe, and they obviously saw this big ship full of gold treasures, but gold didn't make much sense to the orcs, and their sight stayed more on the mayor on the ship.

"No, no, no!"

The mayor rushed to the bow, the gold coins clashed under his feet, "You can't come over, this is my gold!"

The blades of these orcs were not able to scare the mayor. He bravely greeted him and used his chest to protect the personal property behind him. It could scare a group of ordinary people who fled in embarrassment to the orcs rushing onto the boat, but the mayor’s eyes Without blinking, he had no weapons or armor, but the courage from somewhere made him rush towards several heavily armed orcs with bare hands.

Then, bright red blood was sprinkled on the attractive gold of this ship.

But no matter what the town and pier look like, it will not be worse than the town gate. There were corpses everywhere, blood soaked the floor planks, Zelin pulled the blade from the corpse of the orc in front of him, and then used force from his waist, suddenly turned back with a sword, the body of the attacking orc froze in place, and his head was rolling grunting. Fell to the ground.

"Sorcerer, shoot him! Don't come close, shoot him to death with an arrow!"

"We don't have a troll! Let's go together, don't let him come over!"

The orcs seem to like to rely on numbers to win, but Zelin has proved to them that one orc rushes up with ten orcs at the same time. The difference is how many times Zelin has to swing the blade to walk a few steps forward and get closer to the bridge. . Even if an orc found the gap where Zelin was swinging his sword and attacked from the side, the blade would only hit the Quinn's seal. The burnt body of Igni's seal exuded a disgusting stench in the back and was swept by Alder. The orcs pushed into the lake are still struggling in the water. They can't swim, they can only slap the water indiscriminately, mixing with the sound of the collision of the blades.

Following the orders of the orc leader, a row of orcs holding inferior wooden bows stood in front and shot at the demon hunters who were entangled in battle with a group of orcs. They did not choose to shoot flat, but began to tilt the arrow rain toward the general direction, not caring about the fighters of the same race still surrounding Zelin.

With a scream of wailing and screams, the orcs in that area fell to the ground one by one, or lay on the ground rolling and howling while clutching the part of the arrow. But as the orcs fell, the only figure that hadn't fallen to the ground appeared in front of the orcs and their commanders behind.

The lavender runes of Arden's seal appeared at the side of the demon hunter at some unknown time, and the arrows that shot past seemed to be hit by electric currents, and they broke with a burst of crackling noise.

Losing the enemy blocking the line of sight, Zelin raised his sword and pointed it at the heavy armored orc leader standing at the gate of the town. The gate of the city was also exposed in front of Zelin's eyes.

Chapter 724 Representatives of Public Opinion

Facing the provocation, the orc yelled unwillingly. It pushed away the several orcs in front of him, waved the huge machete in his hand and ran towards Zelin.

The ground was slippery, but in some places it was sticky, and the boots stepped on it as if it was about to be stuck by blood soaked in the planks. He was a little confused as to whether the smell in the nearby air was due to the orcs, the burnt corpses, or the stench of blood.

The orc was very big, and attacked him at an incredible speed. The heavy armor on the body makes it look very bloated, but when it wields the blade, it can reflect that fierce and brave momentum. However, Zelin is no longer a novice on the battlefield. Compared with the enemy's size, his eyes are more on the opponent's initial attack and flaws.

His eyes fixed on the enemy's blade, the orc roared, holding the handle of the blade in both hands, the blade almost smashed down with a cracking sound. It's just that it didn't split into the flesh and blood, but smashed the wooden floor below into a crack. Its offensive is too obvious, and its eyes and actions directly exposed its attacking intentions. Zelin escaped the blow by turning a little sideways, and then with a handy move.

The orc's tall size made it passive. The sword of the demon hunter hit its only chin without helmet defense. The ebony blade slashed the chin and quickly and softly shattered the jawbone. The sharp pain on the face caused the orc to fall into a moment of dizziness. When he recovered, and when he squeezed his weapon and prepared to use a sweep to drive the demon hunter back, he found that Zelin had put a hand on its armor. .

The next moment, the tongue of fire burst out from the gap in the armor. The orc screamed, threw away the weapon and ran wildly in one direction, and finally jumped into the water with a puff. In a moment, a cloud of white steam blew on the surface of the water. After that, he grabbed the bomb tied around his waist, threw it toward the long bridge where a group of orcs were still standing, and then jumped into the river behind.

A few orcs immediately jumped back to avoid the things thrown by the demon hunters, and a large group of magic bombs that were tied together rolled over a few times, and it happened to fall to the place where the long bridge and the town gate were connected. The fuze ignited by Igni's Faseal burned with sneer, and a few seconds later, the burst of flame engulfed the Long Bridge, the town gate, and the nearby orcs.

This is a bomb specially modified by a demon hunter. The explosions of Foehn Wind, Honeycomb and Dancing Star, combined with the combustion of Dragon Dream and Demon Dust, are suddenly expanded due to the intense high temperature. Wooden boards and charred corpses scattered them like fallen leaves into the nearby Long Lake. The burning guard hut disappeared without a trace in the explosion, leaving only a few pieces embedded at the bottom. The wooden planks, jagged cracks towards the sky. The orcs who originally gathered at the door suddenly lost a piece. They didn't have any place to use as a shelter, and the explosive air current threw them out of the Long Lake.

When the dust settled, Zelin crawled out of the water, looked at the bridge deck that was blown up and was still burning with flames, coughed a few times, and stood up with the ebony blade. The bridge was destroyed, and the orcs on the other side could only press on the side of the section and yell at the town. Zelin touched the crossbow on the back. The iron hook prevents the crossbow from being lost during the battle of the demon hunter. He picked up the crossbow and shot a few arrows at the orc on the opposite side. The orc was shot through the mouth with an arrow, and the orcs' yelling stopped instantly.