The Journey of the Demon Hunter

A sergeant ran past the archers with a porcelain basin burning with flames and lit their arrows hanging from their bowstrings. With a burst of commands, the arrows rushed toward the hole where the sidestring of the ship was blasted, and almost half of the arrows hit the target. Soon, Zelin saw that the gloomy cabin of the ship was illuminated by the firelight, and the black shadows of rats scurrying in the firelight.

"Don't stop, go on, it's not enough!"

Zelin stared at the ship closely to prevent any monsters from rushing out of it. The soldiers bent their bows and set up arrows again, and the sergeant trot to light everyone's arrows, and once again shot toward the ship not far away. After the third round of shooting, something explosive in the ship seemed to be ignited. The explosion suddenly lifted a large deck into the air, and then hit the water heavily.

The soldiers cheered, and the ignited ship seemed to have lost its strength and gradually stopped. The flames quickly emerged from the holes on the deck and ignited the ship in more places. Before long, the ignited ship drifted away from the battlefield under the influence of the sea breeze, and began to fall apart in the flames.

The Cook sailed across the surface of the water floating with broken planks and burning debris.

The ballista on the Astor roared across the battlefield, smashing the attic on the deck of the enemy ship. But the speed of the brig did not weaken at all, and it slammed into the sideline of the Astor. The hull of the Astor was very strong. It began to tilt when it was hit, but it did not disintegrate. Zelin saw that the soldiers above began to throw torches on the ship that was close to it.

"Mage, your magic!"

Without a reminder from the demon hunter, the wizard had already started his action. The flames burst on the side strings of the unmanned plague ship, engulfing a large area in an instant, without being affected by the rain at all.

"In the name of the eternal fire! Quick, purify them with flames! Bless us with the eternal fire!"

The ship guarded by the temple took the initiative to meet a plague ship. The plague ship crashed into the ship of Eternal Fire, but was avoided, only hitting the stern. This time the impact caused both ships to stop. The guards of the temple ignited the oiled wooden barrel from the inside, and then threw it onto the plague ship at close range. But when they were about to throw the barrel that had just been lit for the third time, the two temple guards who were dragging the barrel with hemp rope suddenly fell straight. The barrel fell down, but set a corner of their ship on fire.

"They are in trouble!"

Kaduin slapped the fence beside the ship and shouted. The plague ship and the ship of the eternal fire were ignited at the same time. The two burning ships were leaning against each other, and the heat waves emitted seemed to make the heavy rain dodge.

The two plague ships that were destroyed are disintegrating in the flames. But they had wasted too much time, none of the ships in front of them were the source of the plague that the demon hunters were looking for, and the cruise ship of Baron Edmund was still missing. Kaduin raised his wand, and a blue light covered him. The next moment, his figure appeared on the ship of Eternal Fire, and began to extinguish the flame with magic. But the sails of that ship had been ignited, and the hull was intact, but after losing the sails, it could only gradually leave the battlefield under the thrust of the waves.

There are two wizards. They have destroyed three ships, only one ship was lost in the initial attack, and one ship lost power and was forced to stop. The remaining four ships surrounded the other two plague ships, but in the next moment, the demon hunter knew what troubles were encountered on the ships of the Eternal Fire.

The first thing that came to my ears was the screams of soldiers.

A hand that had been soaked in decay was placed on the ship's gunwale, and the next moment, a forehead sank in, and only the head with white eyes in the socket protruded from the ship's gunwale.

"Eternal fire! It's undead!"

These disgusting creatures are defined as black magic, and once discovered and used, they can immediately put some people on the torture. Seven or eight drowned undead climbed up from the side of the ship. A soldier stared blankly at the monster who reached out to him, and the halberd in his hand slipped to the ground with a clatter.

Zelin jumped over and turned to the undead at the front. The rotten head of the undead flew upside down, flew out of the ship's rail and fell into the sea outside. More monsters climbed up from the sea, and the guard crossed the halberds into a cross shape, and forkped the monsters that had just climbed up and had not yet established themselves into the water. The demon hunter swung his sword and slashed the chest of a monster from bottom to top, and then cut off the arm of the other undead with a backhand sword. The four guards behind rushed up and pierced the monster with halberds and spears.

A single-masted boat not far away began to tilt, Barber, it drove too far forward, and the side of the ship was covered with black drowning spirits.

The crew began to shoot towards the side of the ship, but these arrows did not seem to have much effect on the undead. Two other ships approached, ready to rescue friendly forces. But they weren't close yet, and more undead climbed onto their ship's side.

"Don't lean over, get out of the way!"

"What are you talking about, Demon Hunter?"

"Get off, leave it to me!"

Zelin pushed a soldier away from the ship's gunwale, and the ship began to slowly move to the side. Upon seeing this, the demon hunter took out a north wind from behind his waist. There is only a small half bottle of potion in the glass bottle, but the power is obvious-the surface of the water near the Barber is frozen, but it is not only the water that is frozen, but also the undead monsters that are sticking out of the water. The frozen water surface blocks it. After removing them, looking down, you can see countless disgusting faces squeezed under the thin ice, constantly stretching their paws to dig out the ice.

"Don't froze, continue to act, hurry!"

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The first thousand two hundred and sixteen chapters burning cruise ship

The undead may be able to scare ordinary people, but for the dragonborn, their appearance may not be as scary as the ghouls in the tomb that may get up at any time.

On the other side, the troll Bart stretched out his huge palm, grabbed the heads of the two undead and slammed them, and the two heads immediately became torn apart like a broken apple.

"Bart, angry! Bart, knock you down!"

"You stupid troll, I let you watch the boat here, where is the boat?"

Dixcher strode past the meteor, the rock troll waved his hands from side to side, and the two corpses held in his hands were thrown out from side to side. Then it scratched its head and explained to its owner.

"These, bad guys, they, burn the ship."

Dixcher looked to the side where the hanger of a lifeboat was supposed to be dangling from the side of the ship, it was empty, and there were burn marks on the broken twine. Obviously, when the chaos began, they took the lead in destroying all the ways and means of leaving this huge cruise ship.

"Damn, are these guys crazy? Did you see the other ships leaving?"

"Bart, stay here, no, humans go over."

Suddenly, the blast of air behind him made Dixie lie on the ground, and the bursting flames threw out the wood chips, flying up a few meters, and then the burning wood chips fell like raindrops. The spy chief lay on the deck with his head in his hands, allowing his delicate and expensive jacket to be stained with sewage. A charred body fell to his feet, causing Dixcher to cough.

"Dixcher, what about the boat you said?"

The dragon descended out of the flames and dragged the hand of a dead corpse. After two steps, she released her hand and let the corpse fall in the flames. Her gaze fell on the sling of the burnt wooden boat, sighed, and rubbed her forehead. "I guess your plan must have gone wrong."

No wonder he said that he couldn't fully believe the spy chief. Long Yi thought silently in his heart. It's useless at a critical time.

"Demon Hunter, what are you doing? Are you planning to tear down this ship?" The spy chief looked at the damage caused by the dragonborn in disbelief. Half of the ship had already started to burn, and the corpses in the thick smoke The stench almost choked people out of breath.

"Since you can't find a way to leave, then kill them all. The plague, I remember to deal with the plague, just burn it." Gnaiya looked at the damage she had caused. "If you burn this ship, there should be no plague going ashore. Spy, you can run by yourself."

"Damn, are you a bunch of lunatics?"

Without Dixcher's words in the regular meeting, the dragonborn walked to the other end of the ship. She picked up the burning wooden planks on the ground and threw them into the nearby pile of goods and debris as a torch. Upon seeing this, the spy chief sighed. He walked to the side of the ship and looked at the corpses floating in the water below and the piranhas walking down the water. Before, many impatient people jumped directly, so the piranhas in the water can have a full meal today.

"Bart, take down a large piece of wood for me, and then take it down as a paddle... Stupid woman! Don't burn it here, wait until I finish making the canoe!"

There are not many living creatures left on this ship, except for the obviously problematic rats. Amelia walked quickly over the collapsing porch, the upper deck of the deck was collapsing, and a large piece of burning ruins fell to a place not far in front of her. She quickly stopped and avoided this. The flying sparks burned the ends of her hair and fell on her clothes. Amelia slapped her clothes quickly to put out the flames on it.

She looked left and right, the thick smoke rising up blocked her vision, and the glare of the fire made the cabin fall into a world of gray and red. The smell of burning corpses made her cough several times, but it didn't scare her, or caused her to vomit out all breakfast this morning. Amelia calmly discerned a path that could bypass the flame in the smoke, passed the corpse, and walked towards the interior of the cabin.

At first Gnaiya disagreed with Amelia acting alone, but Bishop Aries tried to persuade her.

They wanted to find out where Baron Edmund's real body was, and at the same time burn the plague ship to prevent it from bringing the plague to other places. They will be more efficient to act separately, those undead cannot catch her, and she is not defenseless. Gnaiya had an appointment with her. Before she burned the ship, Amelia had to return to the deck and leave with her.

Swarms of mice squeaked and squeaked, and the blood-red monster gnawed at the corpse. Amelia covered the tip of her nose, and kicked the pile of burning debris in front of her. The mouse screamed and ran away. Amelia jumped onto a nearby bench that hadn't burnt, and watched dozens of rats run past her.

"Disgusting little guy..."

Glancing at the cabin stairs being engulfed by the fire, Bishop Aries took a deep breath and continued to run down. Everyone is running to the deck, everyone is thinking about how to get a boat to get themselves out of this **** place of right and wrong, everyone is trying to stay away from these sealed places, or being swallowed by flames Place. This is a dangerous place for everyone, except for one person.

Someone who wants to hide from everyone's sight.

For the time being, Amelia couldn't understand what the baron intended to do, but her instinct told her that the conspiracy on this ship was not the end, but the beginning of a more dangerous conspiracy. Her instincts rarely go wrong. This is the ability she developed after seeing many darker tricks. She can become the bishop of the church in a region, definitely not just because she is young, beautiful and pious.

As if to verify her conjecture, when Amelia walked into the bottom cabin of the cruise ship, the smoke disappeared, and the dazzling fire was replaced by weak candlelight. Amelia cautiously leaned her back against the wall next to the cabin door, poking her head out to look inside. The cabin is large but empty, with only a table and a blanket on the floor. Several candles were placed on the table, and the gleam of the candles reflected the skulls piled up like a hill in the center of the table, casting terrible shadows on the wall behind.

"What kind of luck is this."

After confirming that there was no one in the room, Amelia put away the dagger in her hand and walked in slowly. She didn't know if it was good luck or bad luck. There was no one inside, which meant that she didn't need to fight, and she still didn't look like a human. She is good at fighting other people head-on, but it also means that she has not found the culprit.

When she walked in the door, she seemed to have passed through a layer of cold film. The feeling of cold made her subconsciously fight a cold war. Then, she realized that it was cold in this house, as if the flames were burning outside. It doesn't exist at all.

Amelia found the altar, and then she found herself entangled in something more troublesome.