The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The secret road is long and dark, cold and damp.

They don't know how long they have been walking inside, Chiyan Village is on the secret road. Until the air began to become less dirty, the eyes of the demon hunter caught a glimmer of light in the darkness. He raised his hand and made a gesture to Dorian, who was alerting behind him. The latter nodded and walked opposite Zelin, leaning against the wall, and moving in the direction where the light came from.

Soon, the light from the torch illuminates the area at the exit of the secret passage, and Zelin takes out the closed telescope and uses it as the mirror reflection of the image on both sides of the exit. After confirming that there was no one near the exit, he pushed open the wooden door of the exit and walked out sideways. A rotten and disgustingly sweet temperature filled the tip of his nose, and the torches on the wall made Zelin see where they were.

"Yes, it's here."

The demon hunter looked at the nearby stone wall, and the moist air turned the rocks that make up the wall dark, as if someone had splashed water on it.

"Do you still know the road here?"

"No." Zelin shook his head. "I think we'd better act together. How many Devant guards did Alex bring?"

"I don't know how many members of Vinardoli are, but they are certainly not many. It's just that the number of guards will not be small, but it will not be too many. It is impossible for a Derfant army to pass through Ferre without noticing it. Eldon’s land."

"It's pretty good news." The sweet stench made Zelin frowned slightly. "Get ready, we may have to surprise some people."

One thousand one hundred and fourteen chapters on the other side of the portal

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

Insects croaked in the grass under their ankles and whispered quietly. Several bats flew past in the sky, fluttering their wings hurriedly, causing a rattling noise. A cricket crouched on the tip of the grass and crowed to himself. Suddenly, it seemed to be aware of something, and it jumped away from the weeds with its legs kicked, and the scream stopped abruptly, but the grass did not return to tranquility. A ball of dark green began to gradually emerge in mid-air, and its speed was very fast, as if there was an angry painter splashing paint on the drawing board. It also seemed to be fuel leaking from the gap, and the dark green quickly outlined a human form. This human figure is looming, sometimes transformed into a human form, and sometimes becomes irregular to the point that it is difficult to describe in words.

Gradually, the human figure began to move forward aimlessly, weeds and gravel were drawn underneath him, and a looming light green wave drew behind him, like a puppet. The humanoid moved a distance of about five meters forward, and the connection behind it became thinner and thinner, and the waves became thinner and thinner. Finally, when it went out of a distance of ten meters, the line behind it was silently disconnected. And this pale green figure gradually solidified, and finally turned into a demon with two arms and the shape of a human upper body.

"Yol-Toor!"

The flame rushed towards the demon who had just condensed like a wave with the roar. The burning made the demon howl, but then two sharp blades smashed its howl back into the mouth, and the blade was like a gale. It slashed on the unstable form of the demon like a shower, and the badly wounded demon began to dissipate, falling like paper ash burned to ashes. It's just that it didn't float to the previous trace, but flew in the direction behind the attacker like iron filings attracted by a magnet. In the blink of an eye, the demon disappeared, and even no residue was left. Only the scorched lawn and blackened ground showed that a conflict broke out here just a few seconds ago.

"Only this one?"

Long Yi shook his sword, his back against his shoulders, and turned his head to look at Francesca who was holding a glass bottle in his hand behind him. The elf did not answer, her slender fingers carefully pinched the glass bottle, and she was chanting a spell in a low voice. Seeing this, Gnaiya waited until the spell ended, and a bright orange light burst from the glass bottle, and then dimmed again.

"It's over?"

"Yes, a demon from another world." Francesca cautiously looked at the glass bottle in her hand. This is the magic item used by the warlocks to capture the seal of Di Jing. She is not sure that this thing will affect the energy creatures in the other world. Whether it’s effective, but now it appears to be effective for the time being. "Outside the world will always be so dangerous."

Behind them is Mahakam’s castle. Since the demon hunter’s message came, Francesca has placed the ceremonial field for the directional navigation that has become the world of Saidars outside the castle. Someone has always been responsible for monitoring here, and now it seems that Zelin's worry is not unreasonable, the situation of the portal is very dangerous, and this danger may affect their world at any time.

It was quiet again, and only the smoldering sound of weeds remained.

"No other omissions?"

Gnaiya looked around, "Doesn't that thing look that strong? You don't need to move this magic outside the castle."

"It has nothing to do with strength or weakness, Gnaiya." The elf put the glass bottle in her pocket. "I'm just telling other people who pay attention to this place all the time. The portal brings not gold and wealth, but monsters and demons. Next, I hope you will watch here in a few days. The progress of the directional navigation is almost halfway. There may be more creatures like this. I will set a trap near the door and they will be trapped inside when they come out. At least, they haven't shown organization yet."

When receiving news from the Demon Hunter, Francesca dropped the work in her hand, handed it over to Kenna and Feravandrolie and rushed over. There have been three accidents in this period of time. Fortunately, the creatures from another world have no organization at all, which means that this should be an accidental fall here, rather than a planned attack.

Gnaiya scratched the back of her head, "We must build that..."

"Directed navigation?"

"Yes, yes, that's it. Why do we have to contact that dangerous world again? I remember Bargruuf bought a lot of processed iron ore and feather arrows from you some time ago, and you paid the price difference. You made a lot of money here. It's too dark for you."

"If I don't make money, I will make a deal." Francesca gave Gnaiya a blank glance. "The directional navigation is established to control the portal in his own hands. We don't know what the portal is this time. In the circumstances, the telescope's transmission effect is blocked, we'd better control the portal in our own hands before the next chaotic energy returns."

No one knows what is happening on the other side of the portal, there is energy that is preventing the transmission of chaos magic. The news from Zelin said that on the other side of the portal, it was very likely that a dangerous mage in that world would find it, and the weird creatures flowing out now indicate that the other side of the portal is indeed dangerous. Mage in another world, this is always the most difficult enemy to deal with, you never know what kind of spell he can use. And sometimes in spell duels, a momentary error can lead to complete failure.

"Well, in other words, this portal must be guarded at least until the directional navigation is completed?"

"No, when the energy returns, I can try to channel the powerful chaotic energy to attack the enemy that may appear on the other side of the portal, and then cover him to withdraw." Francesca pursed her mouth slightly. This was the biggest crisis they encountered about the portal four years ago, but it also reminded them. The portal was too stable in the previous four years, so that they almost forgot the vigilance of worrying about invaders from another world when they first discovered the portal.

"Are you sure you can guide that power? I'm worried you would be burned to ashes by it." Gnaiya's throat made a low voice. "Magic is always dangerous, and people who use magic always think they can control it. Power. This is a saying that we Nord people have known in the past. I suggest you be careful. I don’t want to go around looking for your ashes."

"Don't worry, I won't be alone this time." Francesca smiled confidently. "Ada will come to help me, and Tisaya will also bring her Academy Mage to assist me. We will depend on the situation. It depends, if an enemy tries to break through here forcibly, we can detonate the naturally formed transmission channel to destroy it, but this is the final plan."

"Hmm...I don't understand these magic things anyway." Dragon Yi rubbed his aching shoulders. "What do you think he is doing over there now?"

"Who knows~" Francesca turned her head and smiled dryly. "From what I know about him, he should be still busy investigating something? He will always get into trouble."

The first thousand one hundred and fifteen chapters of silent whispers

"Here."

After a bald man made the last groan in his throat, his eyes rolled and fainted. The guard was standing on their only way to another basement area, and the demon hunter had to choose to go around. Stun him.

Get the prison key, close the door and relock it. Even if the guard wakes up earlier than expected, it won't cause them much trouble. The entire basement has been abandoned, and it can be seen that Alex does not believe the locals. The only guards here are the servants he brought from Devant.

"That way, when he wakes up, he will only think that he has been stolen." Dorian tapped the comatose servant's forehead with his staff, and then took away all the valuable things from him. Dorian is proficient in soul and fire magic, and can even control the souls of the slain enemies to fight for themselves for a period of time. This kind of magic is forbidden in the Androste Church, but for the Devantes, no magic should be forbidden. Zelin was very happy that Dorian's magic could help him, and Dorian was also surprised that a Judicial Order related to the church and the Knights Templar would not be as hostile to blood magic as the church.

"Very convenient magic, can you find the location of other mages in the dungeon?"

"I'm afraid not." Dorian pinched his mustache, lowered his eyelids and thought for a while, "No matter who it is, the person we are looking for must be in a state of imprisonment, someone is guarding it, and it is forbidden to cast a law."

"Perhaps we should try to interrogate it. Such an aimless search is not helpful at all."

The cells here are empty, so that they don't need to stop at all, just walk over to make sure that no one is being held in them.

"They don't necessarily tell us any valuable information. In fact, I doubt that they may not know what they are doing. But time is important, you decide." It’s bright, we better hurry up, I am worried that Alex will instigate these Red Cliff mages and make them lose their minds."

"Just relying on his language to incite? I doubt he can do it."

"Don't underestimate him, Alex's master of spiritual magic."

Zelin narrowed his eyes slightly. Red Cliff was the castle where the king's uncle lived in the past. The castle was very large, probably as big as Dunlim's palace castle. They haven't found anything suspicious yet. But Zelin can be sure that there must be a problem here, otherwise Alex doesn't need to arrange the few Derfant armed servants in a worthless dungeon. Their greatest advantage now is to know Alex's plan and the traps he prepared, but the Magister is ignorant of his apprentice and his son's betrayal.

"Wait, did you hear anything?"

The demon hunter suddenly stretched out a finger to signal for silence. There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor not far away. This is a T-shaped intersection, and the sound comes from another road. Zelin made a gesture, and the torch on the wall near them went out immediately.

They leaned against the wall, and the sound of footsteps in the corridor was getting closer and closer. Not long after, a Derfant slave holding a glass bottle came over. When he walked past where the demon hunter was hiding, it seemed that he didn’t look at it. When the guard who was supposed to be here slowed down a little, the servant held out his head and looked at the other side of the intersection. There is no torch, the light is very dim, and he sees nothing. But even so, he didn't stop, instead holding the glass bottle covered with a black cloth in his hand, he moved on.

Zelin and Dorian looked at each other and immediately followed.

The basement was like a maze, and the servant hesitated a bit before many intersections. Soon, he took the demon hunter somewhere near the edge of the dungeon. As he walked up a step, he turned and pushed open the door at the top end of the step, and his figure immediately disappeared from the tracker's line of sight.

Dorian was about to catch up, Zelin pressed his shoulder to make him retreat, and the other finger pointed at the wall on the side of the door where the slave disappeared. The torch just reflected the shadows of the two Devants walking on the other side of the corner on the wall.

When the two Devants passed the corner, walked down the steps, and reached the bottom of the steps. The demon hunter and the mage jumped out from the hiding place at the same time, and Zelin could see the surprise in the eyes of the Devant who was facing him, and then hit his temple with an uppercut. The Devant groaned, and then another punch in the temple on the other side. As he fell to the ground, his colleague was hit by Dorian's staff. The staff was like a wooden stick in Dorian's hand, hitting the enemy's face, throat and calf one after another. After a sound like hitting a bag of flour, there was a rustling drag.

"Your stick makes a good job." Zelin threw the fainted Devant into the nearby debris pile, and several frightened mice squeaked and fled from the debris pile. The smell of blood is too strong, and if you want to sneak in without knowing it, it is the best choice to stun them.

"Your fists are also good." Dorian stroked his sleeves. "Have you done this often?"

"No, just attacking from the dark can often help you gain first-hand advantage."

People say that monsters will attack from the shadows, but after fighting the monsters for a longer time, hunters will learn some useful tactics-such as tying bait and bombs together, hiding in the dark and waiting for the monster to take the bait Start offense again.