The Journey of the Demon Hunter

This action attracted the attention of many demons, allowing the demon hunters and a group of hunters to quickly find the survivors and then retreat, instead of being surrounded by the ruins of the Holy Ash Temple, but again, they will enter the Holy Ash next time. The temple, there is no way to advance from this mountain road, now this road and nearby hillsides are full of crazy demons.

"Suspect? This is the survivor we found." Zelin questioned Cassandra's adjective.

"Before the situation is confirmed, and before the innocence is proved, anyone found on the scene of the Holy Ash Temple is suspect." Cassandra squinted slightly, and two shadow demons emerged from the place where the meteorite fell and began to attack. The soldiers around "take this elf to the camp behind, hurry up!"

After that, a faint blue light lit up on Cassandra, and she rushed towards the shadow demon. One of the shadow demon had just pulled his claws out of the belly of an unlucky soldier. Before he could turn around, he was chopped in half by Cassandra's blue two-handed sword from behind. Another shadow demon rushed towards the seeker, Cassandra picked up a shield, and a shield blow deflected the shadow demon's attack. She held the sword in one hand, exerting force on her waist, and the blade flung an arc in the air, cutting it from the waist of the Shadow Demon. The surrounding soldiers drew out their swords and swarmed towards the devastated demon. It didn't take long before the demon turned into flying smoke under the siege of the soldiers and disappeared into the cracks in the sky.

Lavelan behind Zelin suddenly groaned.

"Are you awake?"

The demon hunter turned her head, but Lavilan did not open her eyes. Her eyes were still closed, but the cracks in the palms were obviously enlarged a bit, as if to tear the elf's right hand apart.

"She's not doing well." Warrick was holding his mechanical crossbow, he suddenly raised his hand and shot an arrow into the white mist of Yangxue. A magic light ghost hiding behind trying to sneak attack was hit, screaming and turning into dust. "The crack in her hand is still expanding, maybe it will tear her entire palm apart. I remember there is a mage in the camp, I hope they have someone who is good at creating magic!"

He shot another arrow, once again hitting a magic light ghost that had just emerged from the crater.

"Let's go ahead and save your magic and physical strength. These demons can't escape Bianca's sight."

It didn’t take long before they arrived at the camp behind, but Lavilland’s situation was not optimistic. The cracks in her arm obviously caused her great pain. Even when she was unconscious, she would moan in pain from time to time. Sound. And her unnaturally pale face, like a corpse that has lost its temperature, makes people worry about whether she will die suddenly.

"There is no stretcher here, let's go."

The first thousand and eighty chapters of emergency treatment

"Where is the mage?"

There are many wounded soldiers in the camp, and the doctors and alchemists in the Judgment Order are helping to bandage the wounded soldiers or make Elven Grass pain medicine. An alchemist squatting next to the wounded soldier saw a demon hunter carrying a person wearing a light green armor of the Judgment Order into the camp, and immediately stood up and walked over.

"Where did she get hurt? There is still a blanket here for her to lie down here. The potion will be prepared after a while. I can bandage her first."

"No, her injury is related to magic. I need a mage." Zelin shook his head. Suddenly, Lavilland snorted again in pain, and the green light bursting out of her right hand frightened the alchemist.

"What is this?!"

"Leave it to me, I know how to save her." Before Zelin could explain anything, Thoras, who didn't know where he was staying, suddenly appeared. He attacked the demon hunter and "bring her here." , I can stop the crack before it tears her arms and body."

There were some questions in Zelin's heart, but Lavilan's painful muffled sound made him feel temporarily in no mood to think about it. They walked into a side room in the camp, and it seemed that this was the place Cassandra had arranged for Solas. Zelin put Lavilan on the blanket on the ground, and Thoras walked over and squatted beside Lavilan. The mage didn't know what he had done, but the elf's groans soon quieted down. And the cracks in his hands with dazzling electric lights gradually subsided.

There was another shaking noise outside, and I don't know where the falling meteorite hit. When the battle didn't stop at all, demons were scattered in various places, and the soldiers of the Judgment Order kept fighting against scattered demons. Of course, more importantly, there is no way to deal with the cracks in the sky. The soldiers could not get rest and reorganization, and more and more demons appeared, and anyone could see it. If this continues, the failure of the Trial Order is only a matter of time.

The treatment did not last long, at least shorter than the demon hunter expected

"It's over?" Zelin looked at Thoras. "That's it?"

"Yes, that's it." After careful inspection, Thoras put down Weilan's arm "The crack is temporarily stabilized."

"But there is a bigger one waiting for us in the sky." Varick moved his wrists. During the battle of the Holy Ash Temple, he didn't know how many arrows he shot, and almost shot all the crossbow arrows he carried. .

"You seem to know this thing well." Zelin interlaced his hands on his chest and asked Thoras. He was referring to the mark on Lavillan's hand "Have you seen this thing before?"

"This mark is related to the cracks on the shadow barrier. The shadow barrier is closely related to the shadow world. I used to travel in the shadow world." Thoras said slowly as if he was patiently explaining to an ignorant person. Although Zelin didn't think that ignorance of Shadow Realm and Crack was ignorance, Lelianna and Varic obviously hadn't seen a similar situation.

"You said that the crack in her hand is probably related to the crack in the sky?"

Zelin didn't know how Lavilan survived, and the mark on her hand.

"No matter what kind of magic tears the sky, I believe that the magic that tears the sky must have carved a mark on her hand." Thoras looked down at the crack in Lavilan's hand. "I guess this thing can help. We seal the crack, but only if the crack does not kill her before she wakes up."

"And your knowledge can guarantee her survival?" Zelin asked, "Will the crack in her hand tear her apart like the sky?"

"I will try my best to do it. The same purpose as I came here." Solas nodded slightly. "A crack in the sky will kill a lot of people. I saw the disaster, so I rushed over to help seal it." He said, The elf wizard looked at Lavilan's arm again, "I think the trace on her hand is our chance of salvation."

"Are you sure her arm imprint can do it?"

The door of the side room was pushed open, and Cassandra the Seeker walked in. A strong smell of blood poured into the small house. At the moment the door was pushed open, Zelin happened to see two assistants carrying a wounded soldier passing by the side room. The seeker put on a shield and a short sword, on which there was a lot of viscous liquid left after the demon was killed.

"I heard your conversation just before coming in, telling me the details, the cracks are getting more and more."

The sequelae of the damage to the shadow barrier soon appeared near Huishuang Mountain, and many small spatial cracks began to appear in various places. It was like someone holding a knife and drew small cracks in the space. These cracks are not as good as those in the sky. The whirlpool is so deadly, but it can still allow many shadow demons and magic light ghosts to cross the shadow barrier. And it is said that not only in the vicinity of the Holy Ash Temple, these shadow barrier cracks have also begun to appear in other places, but I don't know whether the places outside Huishuang Mountain are also affected.

Thoras recounted his theory and introduction to Cassandra, the seeker.

After listening to Thoras' analysis, Cassandra pondered for a while and asked a question, "If the mark on her hand can close the crack, can it also close the hole in the sky?"

"It should be possible in theory." Thoras nodded.

"But we don't know how the mark on her hand came from, let alone how she is related to the explosion of the Holy Ash Temple." Cassandra said solemnly, "I will put her in jail first until she Wake up. Only after the interrogation can it be determined how much suspicion she still has."

"The mark on her arm is unstable." Solas objected. "Import her. After a while, she may be killed by a crack in her hand. Only I can save her here. You must admit, Cassandra, all the magic shown here is different from what you have seen, and the surviving wizards can't do anything about it."

"She will not be isolated and imprisoned. You can go in at any time to help her stabilize the marks on her hands." Cassandra frowned slightly, looking at Lavilan, who was still in a coma. "But she must be handcuffed and put in jail. Inside to prevent her from escaping."

"It seems that there will be one more prisoner in the Seeker's prison." Warrick said jokingly, "The same situation as when I was forcibly invited here."

"Shut up, dwarf!"

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up." Varrick raised his hand to surrender. He touched Zelin's waist. "Will the dark-born friend on my side go outside with me? Maybe Cullen needs our help."

Zelin glanced at Lavilan who was lying on the bed. The Demon Hunter was not a mage in this world. He really couldn't help much here temporarily, and Thoras knew clearly more than him.

"No problem, let's go."

Chapter One Thousand and Eighty One The Role of the Seal

The bad situation lasted for several days.

There were raids everywhere, and Kulun sent soldiers to retake the back mountain passage, but the number of demons in the back mountain was so much that they could barely guard the entrance part of the passage. The number of cracks emerging out of thin air is also increasing, so that now most soldiers can only be stationed in the two fortresses of the Judgment Order to resist the invasion of the devil.

"How many times is this?"

Zelin threw the sword in his hand, sighed lightly, and asked Varrick.

"The third time."

The dwarf walked to the place where the demon died and picked up the crossbow bolt from the ground. He held the crossbow and looked back and forth, shook his head, and threw the arrow contaminated with demon blood to the ground.

In the past two days, they heard the news of returning to the outside of Frost Mountain. The same shadow barrier cracks as in the Frost Mountain area appeared all over the world, and Roderick Asgonian, the priest minister of Andrast Church, came to the Judicial Order camp in Frost Mountain. Now that the pope is dead, many high-level bishops and noble godmothers also died in this explosion. The church without the pope became headless, and this priest minister, sometimes called the priest of the church’s supreme governor, came here. In order to investigate the explosion, and to bring outside news for Cassandra the Seeker and Sister Nightingale Leliana.

The priest believed that Lavilland was the biggest suspect and should be immediately sent to the imperial city of Val, where the church headquarters is located, for interrogation and trial. But Cassandra didn't think so, especially after Thoras suggested that the mark on Lavilan's hand might help them close the rift. She blocked the advice of Minister Roderick and told Thoras to continue to suppress the cracks in the elf's arm while Lavilan was in a coma.

Regarding the rift, the Demon Hunter and Warrick discovered an interesting phenomenon in the past two days. These tiny cracks will send the demons over, but these demons can't get too far away from the cracks. When the demons near these cracks are killed, the cracks will temporarily fall silent, and it will take at least a day before they become active again.

"This road should be safe now." The demon hunters looked at the hermit town not far away. They encountered three waves of demon attacks along the way from the camp of the Judgment Order to the hermit town, and one who kept spitting out demons. Crack. They killed the demon nearby, and let the crack return to silence. Just before the crack is completely sealed, enough patrols are needed here to search for cracks in other places and monitor the cracks.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency!"

Suddenly, a scout ran along the path from the other side. Zelin and Varic turned around, the scouts ran to them and stopped, saluted them, and then began to report "A crack appeared in front of the gate of the mountain road fortress. Commander Cullen hopes you can clean it up. The devil."