The Journey of the Demon Hunter

They quickly walked up the steps, and before they reached the door, there was a burst of intermittent voices.

"The last poisonous poison experiment... After it's finished, we can carry out the experiment of the Red Devil Crystal... Tie her up and don't let her move..."

"You stay and record the experiment. If someone is late, he will be the next experiment...Break her mouth and pour it all in this time..."

The cracking sound covered all the sounds, the wood cracked, and the fragments flew everywhere, splashing waves on the shield of the Kunen's Seal. Aldefayin easily destroyed the locked wooden door. The moment he broke into the door, after the debris and the flying dust, he saw a man in the uniform of the Devante mage turning his head in surprise, still holding the bottle brought by the servant in his hand. The servant was walking towards the other side of the room, preparing to pick up the pen and paper on the table. Everything happened so quickly that the servant had not had time to turn around. There were also two guards. The eyes under their helmets revealed a light of surprise, but their hands were already on the hilt of the sword, and they were about to withdraw their weapons.

Quinn Fayin not only helped Zelin block the flying sawdust, but also prevented him from having to come out from behind his hiding place to attack again. He suddenly rushed to the mage who was facing him, and drew the ebony blade from his waist. With the inertia of drawing the sword, he hit the enemy's chin fiercely with the hilt. The mage’s eyes were filled with tears for an instant. He staggered back two steps and hit the prisoner who was hung from the torture instrument. The glass bottle in his hand fell to the ground and shattered. The dark red liquid inside spilled. When it came out, the air immediately emitted a disgusting stench.

It seemed that the person who rushed in rekindled the prisoner's hope. The prisoner's legs clamped the mage's waist from behind and instantly fixed him in place, preventing him from pulling out his staff from behind.

Dorian followed behind and rushed in. The staff swept across the head of the guard on the left like a mace. Accompanied by the sound of bone cracking, the guard's neck was twisted into a strange angle.

The mage wanted to break free, but the next moment, his body trembled like an electric shock. A small blood stain spread on his neck, the prisoner let go of his leg, the mage's body fell to the ground, his head grumbled and rolled out, hitting a nearby wooden barrel before stopping, and the blood was spilled. Ground. Devante's servant held a bench and tried to attack from behind. Zelin kicked off the bench in the opponent's hand, quickly punched him twice, then raised the big man and threw it against the wall. The servant's head banged against the wall, then fell to the ground and fainted with four limbs.

The other guard slashed at Dorian with a sword, but was kicked by his staff. He chanted a short and hasty spell. The end of the staff burst out with a dazzling fire, and the guard threw it away in horror, and his hands began to turn red. Dorian's sword was hit by Dorian's backhand on his forehead with the handle of the staff, and he collapsed to the ground.

"I thought you wouldn't kill, we would definitely expose it." Dorian wrinkled and looked at the mage who fell on the ground every day. "I hope you can have a follow-up plan."

"No need, because we found it. If we can take the initiative, why wait until the other party does it first." Zelin walked over and walked to the prisoner. "Kopanya, are you okay?"

No matter how you look at it, Kopanya's situation is terrible. Her top does not cover her body, but the bare skin does not make people think anything else. Her skin was like a tree bark that had been soaked up, and it looked like it had been sprinkled with sulfuric acid, and it became dull and withered. Kopaniya's face was thin, and if her appearance hadn't changed much, Zelin might really have a hard time recognizing her at first glance.

"...You have to warn the chief wizard that the Devantes are corrupting us."

"Don't talk, I'll put you down." Zelin untied the rope that bound Kopanya's wrist. She fell off and fell on the demon hunter. Zelin took out a bottle of Skyrim's potion from his waist, "Drink something, it should be good for you."

After drinking the life potion, Zelin didn't know if this thing was effective, at least the corrosive damage he received on Kopanya was more severe than he had seen before.

"You must hurry up..." Kopanya gasped for a long time. "They...they are about to start moving...!"

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor outside the door, and the sound of fighting here alarmed the armed Dervant slaves who were patrolling nearby.

"Let's go!" Zelin carried Kopanya behind him.

"Where?" Dorian looked out the door warily, "Kill out?"

"No, go to Fiona directly!"

"Throw me here...they are doing poisonous experiments on me...I'm dead." Kopaniya said weakly, "You run out and warn the archmage..."

"Shut up, I don't have the habit of going home empty-handed."

The first thousand one hundred and sixteen chapters of the final moment

"What's the matter?"

In the hall on the top floor of the castle, there were only the Magister and a few other armed Derfant slaves, and the rush of the servants was particularly noticeable in the empty hall. The sky outside hadn't been fully brightened, the morning sun had just climbed the mountains to the east, and the red cliffs were still shrouded in the silence of the early morning. Alex yawned, frowned slightly and looked at the servant who was running over. Phoenix's condition kept him awake at night, and the diagnosis of magic stated that he could only live for another year at most, maybe even shorter. Phoenix's mother has already passed away, and he has only one son. If it were not for the care of others, he would never bring his son to the dangerous south.

"Master, someone has escaped from the prison."

The thin servant lowered his head deeply, almost touching his forehead to the tip of his shoe. Maybe if it wasn't for the waist, he might have done so. Although panicked, the servants Alex brought from the Devant Empire still reported the situation to the master in an orderly manner. "Six people were knocked unconscious, the Maitland Master was killed, and the prisoners inside disappeared."

"A woman whose body was corroded by poison, killed a Derfant mage with her hands tied, but also knocked down six guards and fled?" Alex was completely sleepy, and he was completely lost. Get up from the seat, take two steps forward, and walk to the servant, "I remember she is a human, not a Kunari!"

People infected with rot can't live long at all. External infections may be fatal within three days, but blood and wound infections will transform to dark descendants and living corpses within a few hours, if they are poured directly from their mouths , The Nineth Floor will die on the spot. Had it not been for the mage Maitland who had come here with him, hoping to conduct a live experiment, they should have killed the woman directly when they first arrived here. It stands to reason that today is the last step of the experiment. The poison is poured directly into the mouth of the test subject to test whether the red devil crystal can be parasitic on the corpse killed by the poison.

It turned out that something went wrong now!

The servant lowered his head deeply again.

"Master, Master Goldman asked what to do next."

"Get other people ready, we can do it at any time." Alex returned to the seat and raised his hand. "I have given these southerners enough opportunity and patience. I want to tell them that they will My patience is exhausted. It’s time to end these **** things today. After you inform Master Goldman, go to Red Cliff to tell the southerners and let them go to the dock. Devant has shown so much kindness. Let them respond!"

The servant bowed again and bent over.

After the servant left, Alex beckoned, and the armed servant closest to him came over and bowed to him.

"We don’t need to wait for the Southerner’s chief wizard to respond. Take some people and take advantage of her to solve her now." As the armed attendant bowed and retreated, Alex suddenly thought of something, "Let Phoenix come over, let’s He comes to a safe place and must protect him."

Fiona's room is located on the bottom of the castle, which is occupied by the Defantes, but since there are not so many Defantians, this huge castle now seems a bit empty. Many rooms have been temporarily cleared out, and the residence of the chief wizard is also small and cold, with only a table, a chair and a simple hardboard bed. Fortunately, there is a window here, otherwise it may be no different from the prison.

Because it is on the bottom floor, the sun has not yet come in through the windows. The hard and uncomfortable bed made the person on the bed snorted unconsciously. A bird fell by the window and the bird pecked on the glass and made a bang. Fiona opened her eyes in a daze, glanced at the unclear sky outside, pulled the thin cloth cover on her waist, turned around and fell asleep again.

The next moment, the sound of breaking through the door made the Archmage subconsciously sit up and reach out for the staff that should have been beside the bed. But for some reason, the staff was not there, which made her grab a bit and fell off the bed.

"Fiona?!"

The demon hunter snapped his fingers, and the half-burning white candles on the tabletop ignited accordingly, which provided a little light to the people inside so that they could see clearly what was happening.

Fiona was kneeling on the ground while supporting the ground with both hands, and she raised her head to look at the person who broke into her room. The demon hunter walked straight to the bed and gently laid Kopaniya on his back flat on it. Fiona glanced at Zelin, a trace of coldness made her suddenly realize how many pieces of cloth she had on her body. She screamed, stood up and quickly grabbed the silk mesh and fine chain dress that she threw on the bed before going to bed for some reason, and began to put it on her body. It was just a moment of tension that caused her to accidentally turn it upside down, and when she put it on her waist, she had to lift it up again, turn the direction and put it on again.

"Who are you?!"

Fiona stepped back, bending down and pulling her clothes down. At this time she found that her long skirt had a slit on the left edge, as if it had been cut by a sword in a fight. She couldn't remember when this sturdy linen dress that had been with her for so long since she left the law ring became like this, but it is better to wear a piece of clothing than nothing at all.

"Why did you break in?! What are you going to do?!"

The chief wizard raised his hand, ready to subdue the opponent with a weak but quick electric shock. This is the place of the Devant, she can't do it at will. If she is in the magic circle, let alone whether someone can trespass into the chief wizard's residence, she must have already frozen the opponent's two legs with a spell. It stands to reason that her reaction should not be so sluggish. Fiona remembers that she rested very early and did not drink alcohol before going to bed, but her head was dizzy at this time, as if she had been hit with a stick and burned her eyelids. Stiffness and pain.

"Phoenix was right, you were indeed slapped."

Seeing the unfamiliar vigilance and suspicion in Fiona's eyes, Zelin sighed, "I don't know when they turned your time back, but I should remember Kopanya to you."

The demon hunter stepped aside to reveal Kopaniya, who was lying on the bed behind him, who was dying. Fiona's eyes changed from vigilance to confusion, and then a look of curiosity flashed, and then was replaced by shock.

"Kopanya?!" Fiona put down her hand, walked to the bed, and gently touched the assistant's thin cheek, retracting her hand like an electric shock. "What's the matter?" She looked at the hunter aside. The demon hunter looked at the bed again, "She, she, didn't she leave with Reese and went to Oles? Why did it become like this?"

"She never left, Fiona," Zelin said to the chief wizard. "We rescued her in the dungeon of this castle, when the Devantes were about to kill her with rot."

They broke out of the dungeon, avoiding the Devantes.

"We saw it yesterday, just when you were about to sign a contract with the Magister."

Fiona raised her face, her brows wrinkled in a circle, "Wait, isn't it just today that you are preparing to start the contract signing talks?"

"Your time has been stolen." Dorian walked over from the door, and he roughly said to the chief wizard who was controlling the time. "Something must have happened last night. They adjusted your time back to the night before. "

"We have met three times, once before the peace conference began, and once in the Val Imperial City twelve days ago." Zelin reached out from his waist pocket and took out the lion representing the identity of the guardian of the gray robe. Eagle badge "This, you gave it to me before the peace meeting."

Fiona took the badge with both hands and turned over the badge. The name of the identity was also engraved on the back of the badge. She was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and searched for herself. She searched all her pockets, but did not find the badge in her mind.

Kopanya on the bed coughed heavily, and Fiona turned her head, her assistant was trying to sit up.

"He's right...sir, what time is it now..."

Fiona sat on the edge of the bed, holding on to her assistant. She lowered her head and thought about "January 15th, 40th Year of the Flying Dragon."