The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Yes, the wizards are ready, they can provide magical support at any time."

All the apostates in Red Cliff have settled in, which provides powerful magical support for the Judgment Order. Although some of the Templars were stationed in the outlying camps of Hermit Town, which made some wizards feel a little uneasy, the treatment they received in the past few days has made many wizards relieved. Don't worry about being shut down again, or being forced to perform a quiet ritual.

"My scout has determined that there is no trace of a demon in the ruins of the Holy Ash Temple, and it is safe there." Leliana walked out of the camp on one side, and the Sister Nightingale had been in front of the cathedral in Reclusive Town these days. In the tent, dealing with intelligence from all over the place. "But I suggest that we take a group of soldiers to the mountain. I received the message from Oles. Do you remember to investigate the gray guardian? Yes, the guardian. It has indeed been infiltrated and corrupted."

With that said, Leliana took out the letter from Zelin to her, "Venatori is carrying out a conspiracy against the Guardian. I suggest that we raise the alert level. Guardians can be corrupted, and how many people can avoid Wiener? Dolly's conspiracy?"

Cullen nodded, "I agree. We'd better keep our surroundings on guard. I will **** the envoys and wizards to the mountain, Lelianna, your scout will continue to monitor the vicinity of the hermit town camp. The elders can affect the gray. Guardian of the robe, its power is stronger than any of us expected."

Lavilland lowered her head and looked at her arm. Compared with a few months ago, the crack marks on the arm have become more and more obvious, and the scope is getting larger and larger. In the past, it was only on the palm of the hand, but now it has spread to the entire palm.

"Let's go, go up to the mountain."

The wizards in the camp, under the leadership of the soldiers of the Judgment Order, marched towards the top of the mountain one after another. They were in groups of two, and they talked to each other in low voices from time to time. Since the Saidas continent has been recorded, there has never been a terrible disaster like a crack in the sky, and no wizard has participated in the operation of closing the crack. No one knows how much magic power is needed, and the Templars are also ready. They drink magic crystals. Once the magic power of the wizard is not enough, they will also provide their own power.

On the ruins of the Holy Ash Temple, hundreds of mages surrounded the cracks in the sky, and the light green fluorescence flowing from the cracks illuminated the raised foreheads of each mages. The nearby ground thorns were illuminated by the rays of the cracks, casting a hideous shadow on the ground, as if a monster was dormant in the ground, ready to expose its fangs and swallow everyone on the ground.

Lavilland took a deep breath, walked under the crack in the sky under everyone's gaze, raised his hand to aim the mark at the crack. Upon seeing this, Archmage Fiona waved her hand. All the wizards present simultaneously raised their wands. The light blue magic light began to converge, and the bright green light that was about to crush the cracks shining here.

As usual, the marks on Lavillan's arm began to resonate with the cracks. This time, what she wanted to close was not the small shadow barrier cracks, but the huge cracks in the sky. But this time she is not alone. The nearby apostate mage is fully pouring magic power into the energy flow of the traction crack. The nearby Templar knights also squatted down, thrusting their swords into the ground, waiting. To help close the crack in the sky.

Warrick leaned against the stone pillar at the gate of Recluse Town, watching the crowd marching up the mountain. "This is really spectacular. The mages and the Templars who have been fighting for three years have joined forces to deal with the rift in the sky that threatens the world. I was thinking, If the sky rift appears two years in advance, will the Holy Law War be over two years ago?"

He is not a mage and can't help close the rift in the sky, so he will stay in the camp with some other people, waiting for them to close the rift. If there are too many unrelated people on the mountain, it will inevitably cause chaos.

"They are very nervous." Suddenly, Cole appeared next to Varrick. "They are very happy, they...contradictory. Why?"

Warrick threw a coin, and the coin circled in mid-air a few times before it fell back into the dwarf’s brown leather gloves. "Because human emotions are not single. They will soon have a major victory. Participate. Many people will feel excited to come to such a great cause and make a contribution to victory."

"But you didn't."

"Because I have experienced so many exciting things, too many to make me nervous." Varrick threw the coin in his hand into the air, and then grabbed it. He slowly let go of his hand and looked down at the coin in his hand.

"The opposite."

Varrick raised his head and looked at the mountain where the Holy Ash Temple was located.

Suddenly, the sound of a balloon being punctured appeared in Warrick’s ear, and the dazzling sky crack in the distance suddenly expanded. But before the dwarf was surprised, the crack shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then it seemed like The completely deflated balloons seemed to be forcibly erased from the graffiti of a urchin. In the end, the huge crack turned into an imperceptible green dot in the sky, and quickly disappeared into the dark night sky.

Then there was a disturbing silence.

This silence didn't last long, and there was a deafening cheer in the valley. Even people in Seclusion Town could hear it clearly. Soon, there were bursts of excitement shouts in Seclusion Town.

Warrick sighed softly, "They succeeded."

Saiddas can be seen everywhere, the sky cracks that had been suspended above them disappeared. Everyone seemed to feel relieved. The people of the Judgment Order were cheering and cheering. They succeeded. Androst’s messenger helped them close the cracks in the sky. There is no need to worry about the devil suddenly appearing next to them. They launched an attack. Even the gray-robed guardians who were fast advancing towards the Huishuang Mountain witnessed a scene in the sky.

"They succeeded." Marianne looked at the sky in surprise. "It's great, they haven't been attacked yet. Tonight, we crossed this mountain to reach the vicinity of Hermit Town. It seems that we are one step ahead of the ancients. She looked at the demon hunter "Hey, what are you thinking?"

"It's nothing." Zelin waved his hand. "I'm just thinking, before we arrive, we still don't want to relax. I have a bad premonition."

The sky rift disappeared, and his communication with Francesca was severed again.

The first thousand and forty-six chapters night attack

The action of closing the sky to see the cracks lasted almost an hour.

In the evening, the seclusion town is full of joy. The residents here are the closest to the crack in the sky, and they most intuitively feel the danger brought by the crack and demons. People took out the stored food and drinks to celebrate. Maybe they will have to face many things next, such as the way out of the mages, the relationship between the trial order and the church, and the identity of the murderer behind the assassination of the pope. One victory is sure to get another victory.

"It's a pity, we are few of us."

Varick held the wine glass, and Cassandra, Lavilan, Cullen, Leliana, and Thoras were sitting together. "He went to investigate the Grey Robe Guardian. If he was here, then when the crack just appeared, the people who fought the devil together were all. Time flies. A few months ago, we were still at the foot of Frost Mountain. Consider how to resist the endless stream of demons. Now we have closed the sky rift and ended the Holy Law War. It’s incredible."

Lavilland shook his glass, raised his head and drank it all, but then choked on the strong drink. She coughed for several times before relieving her breath. "As long as we are united, there will be no enemy that can stop us."

Dashley's drink was very bad. Just after drinking two glasses, a faint redness appeared on his creamy cheeks.

"He should be able to return soon. He has already investigated the cause of the disappearance of the gray-robed guardian. It is estimated that it will not be long before we can follow the clues he found to catch the culprit who murdered the Pope." Anna sat on the blanket with her legs on her side, threw the dagger in her hand, and gently clamped the blade with **** in midair. The dagger flipped between her dexterous five fingers and would not fall off anyway.

Cullen and Warrick touched the cup lightly, but instead of drinking, he held the cup and looked at the other people. He is the military commander here. He must stay awake at all times. "Don’t forget, there are assassinations." The threat of Queen Oles, the Queen of Oles will hold a peace banquet in the Winter Palace in a month. At that time, our ambassador should be able to help get an invitation."

"Trust me, we closed the sky rift. The nobles of Oles will definitely be happy to invite Androst's messenger to the Winter Palace." Cassandra said with certainty. "If you are willing to listen to the political situation, I will be happy to tell. You guys."

"I'm a little worried, will we be classified as a faction of Queen Oles, because this time, in order to solve the problem of the guardian of the gray robe, he borrowed two thousand soldiers from Queen Oles, and also from Sri Lanka. Tuckerhaven borrowed five hundred guards. Kirkwall's defenders were supporting him, and..." Leliana was silent for a moment, "That's it."

"He also got the support of Ferrellden's heroes." Warrick added to the side. Appeared in the Hermitage of Queen Oles. Aidan Cuslan is acting with our comrade-in-arms from Devant."

Several other people looked at each other.

"I don't know when a slave from Derfant will be able to have such strength. Is this kidding me? So many things have been accomplished in just a short period of time." Cassandra spread out. "If there are a hundred such slaves in Defant's hundreds of thousands, what else shall we fight."

"He is our comrade-in-arms now, that's enough," Varrick said.

"I've been wondering whether he is a Devant or not."

While they were talking, Lavilland had been sipping his drink from glass to glass. The proprietress Frieza deliberately prepared a whole can of special Elf drink for her. Hearing this, she suddenly became energetic.

"You don't want to know, what exactly did he do in another timeline?"

Hearing Lavilan's words, the other people leaned forward slightly, ready to hear what the Dashley Elf was going to say.

"I remember when I arrived at Redcliffe Castle, Dorion and I were directly teleported to the castle dungeon. At that time, the entire castle was corroded by the savage growth of red crystals. We were trying to figure out what timeline it was teleported to. , So we took the opportunity to kill the dungeon guard, got the key and escaped. At the time we thought we would encounter many enemies, but it was in the enemy fortress. As a result, Dorian and I found that there were not many enemies in the castle. And they were mobilizing. I didn’t understand what happened until I found a letter in one of their houses..." Suddenly, Lavilland paused slightly, and she rubbed the red nose. "Sorry , I drank a little too much, wait a minute, I'll be back soon."

Lavilland stood up unsteadily.

"Do you need help?" Leliana asked. "I don't want to wait a while. A scout came to report to me that you fell off the mountain because you drank too much."

Lavilan pursed her mouth and waved her hand.

The night breeze in the valley is very cool, but the atmosphere in the Reclusive Town is very warm. Most of the people here are devout believers. The Prophet’s messenger leads the Judgment Order to defeat the demons, close the sky rift, and protect the world. Many people noticed Lavilland and paid tribute to her, Lavilland also raised his hand to respond to them.

Her destination was outside the hermit town, but when she walked to the door of the town, suddenly a scout who hurried over hit her and almost knocked her to the ground. Lavilan leaned on the wall and looked back, only to see that the running scout didn't stop after hitting someone, but continued to run towards the secluded town.

Lavilland shook her head, the scout, it must be Leliana's subordinate, it is estimated that Sister Nightingale may not be able to enjoy tonight's celebration. Thinking about this, she slowly walked out of the secluded town, and a cold wind blew through, and the smell caused the Dashley, who was proficient in the three ways of the elves, frowned slightly.

In the next moment, she understood why the scout would rush in in a hurry.

The snow-capped mountains at the end of the sky disappeared, replaced by an unknown mass of black. The elf's sight was good, she could easily see that the darkness on the distant hillside was advancing towards the town of Seclusion. This army swarmed with a disgusting smell of rotting, and it didn't take long for the shrill sirens to interrupt the reverberations in the reclusive town that was still celebrating.

"We are under attack!"

The first thousand and forty-seven chapters of war frenzy

"Can't you get in touch with him? What's the matter?"

On the other side of the portal, six female warlocks formed a circle, standing at corresponding positions under their feet. There are six black candles lit nearby. They are inserted into candlesticks equipped with concave reflectors. Each candlestick is placed in a Vika symbol representing the May Festival, the Harvest Festival and the Winter Solstice Festival. These are the three most active days of chaotic energy, and they are also the time when astrologers like to use them for divination. Within the first large circle of the astrological runes, there is a smaller circle with a six-pointed star in the middle, dotted with magic runes. Every female warlock stood on one of the top corners of the six-pointed star.

Every female warlock had a solemn expression, except for Ada Emin, the Blue Mountain sage always seemed to have this calm and plain expression, as if there was nothing in this world that could arouse her surprise or surprise.