The Journey of the Demon Hunter

A candle fixed in the tray was thrown on the ground together with the plate, and the fire rolled, reflecting the cold light of a sickle.

"Hazel!"

The demon hunter jumped between the two, stopped the dragonborn with one hand, and made a stop gesture to Hazel with the other.

The movement of the figure in the light yellow short shirt suddenly paused, and the magic light in his hand dimmed. Under the distinctive high-top hat, Zelin saw a flash of shock in the gap where the eyes were exposed on the cloth covering the upper half of his face.

"You... are you still alive?!"

The first thousand and 413 chapters of the living deceased

In a world that doesn't know what it will become, it is comforting to see a constant person.

Compared with the past, Heizer has hardly changed. He is still the white clothes, linen top and the apron that has been deliberately truncated to the middle of the thigh for easy movement. The clothes have become gray because they have not been cleaned for a long time, and they are particularly obvious on the white background. The iconic top hat and the veil covering most of the face are also covered with scratches and dust, not as neat as the past. But in this decadent church, this outfit unexpectedly matches the situation here. If he insists on saying that it is different from the past, it is probably that Heizer basically **** his entire head with a bandage, together with the tall hat. Because the bandage also covered her mouth, she couldn't speak clearly when she spoke, always accompanied by some buzzing noises.

"After we parted, I never heard from you again. I thought you had become an irrational living corpse just like everyone else. You are really... a lucky guy. I don't know if you are still in this world. How many people have not been infected with the Curse of the Undead. This is really a disaster. Go here, don't go there, there are still church knights who have turned into corpses."

There are terrible dangers hidden in the tranquility of the secluded church. The church failed to protect the people who came here to seek refuge. The flame has not yet been extinguished. The hero Gudak rushed to the fire-spreading sacrifice site in time, but the flame did not think what people expected, quickly But when it burned violently, the flame was still burning, but it looked like it was about to go out. Not many people are fortunate enough to see with their own eyes what the flames that maintain this world look like, but everyone can feel it. This time the fire transmission does not seem to be as effective as before.

"Thanks to the blessing of the goddess, I can survive, and I won't turn into that ugly and terrifying appearance." Hearing the mention of Goddess Rosalia, Hezer's tired words still can't conceal the trace of excitement and Worship, Zelin knew that after so long, she still faithfully believes that this rebirth mother can give her a new life and give her the talent to learn crystal magic.

"Unbelievable, how did you live in such a terrible place?" Gnaiya clutched the tip of her nose and asked the question she most wanted to know.

"The place where the goddess bedroom is located, no matter how terrible the environment, I can live. I serve the goddess here, I believe, this is just my trial before being reborn." Zelin could not see Hezer's face, but He believed that Hezer must have an admiring smile on his face at this time. "Follow me." She beckoned. "I will take you to the dormitory of the goddess, which is a safe place."

Zelin followed Hezer, the quiet church was completely dark, and only the candle on the tray in Hezer's hand was guiding them. In addition to them, there are only two kinds of existence-corpses and active corpses.

"Dark Moon Sword, or didn't the knights of Lengyu Valley come here?" They walked to the top of the church lightly in their cars. The demon hunters have a little vague memory of this place, but as people who have lived here for a long time , Hezer filled in the ambiguity in his memory for him. Along the way, Zelin saw a lot of crazy believers and living thieves. These people should have come to the quiet church before the disaster, seeking shelter from the church. It stands to reason that they are not qualified to enter here, but it happened. After so many changes, some rules have already been broken with the disaster.

"They are here. After you left, a knight of the Dark Moon Sword came here. It was Siris of the Twilight Kingdom. She was walking with her. There was also a knight named Anri and his entourage Horace. They The three killed the Archbishop Louis and the other infected bishops who were entrenched under the church. If they don’t want to go there and kill me and Leonard, I would like to thank them."

"They want to kill you and Leonard?"

This news surprised Zelin. Siris hadn't told him about this. He didn't know that Siris actually returned to the secluded church after defeating his grandfather in Losric, killing Archbishop Louis who followed Eldridge and betrayed others. There are three archbishops in the Youxian Church. MacDonald’s body was found after the battle in Lengkuang, and Archbishop Louis died here. In this case, Eldridge’s last trace of influence in this world has long been left. Was erased.

Zelin had never heard of the names of Anri and Horace, maybe they were traveling knights, and they ran into Siris on the road, and then they came to the secluded church together. But Zelin didn't know when this happened. The time changes in this world made it difficult for him to compare different worlds. But what he wanted to find Siris was barely a clue.

"Here, maybe in the eyes of Darkmoon Sword, we are heretics, and heresy is the existence that is going to be killed. I don't know the reason, and I don't want to know." Hezer shook his head, holding the tray in one hand, and the other One hand straightens the crooked top hat. "I sealed the gate, and the crazy living corpses in the church caused some trouble for them. They left after killing some living corpses. I was not afraid of them, but Leonardo told me that there were three of them. But there are only two of us, and if we fight with them, it would be too bad for one of them to attack Goddess Rosalia."

"Wait, there are only two of you?" Zelin still remembered that before he left, Rosalia had three followers, ring finger Leonard, yellow finger Hazel and **** Kirk. "Where did the others go? Where is Archbishop Klimt? He is the only archbishop in the quiet church. Why doesn't he come out and clean up the mess here?"

"Archbishop Klimt has just finished his last consecration to the goddess Rosalia. Just before you appeared, he went back to his room. That's why I plan to go under the church and take a look at the wanderings. Did the living corpse of Climb up, and then I happened to meet you?" Hezer said, and she chuckled slightly, as if she was amused by such a coincidence. But this smile flashed by, and was replaced by sorrow.

"As for Kirk, Kirk is dead." Hazel's voice was low and sad. "An ashes broke into the quiet church, he went to deal with the ashes... and then died. After the ashes left, I found his body and buried him outside."

Hezer's voice became serious, and she warned Zelin.

"You have to be careful, there is an ashes, one of the most powerful ashes is still alive and has not yet entered the fire pit. I don't know why. Maybe it hasn't swallowed enough souls, or that it hasn't killed the two of Losric. A prince, his mission is not over yet. If you see someone like ashes appear, stay away, he will probably kill you and then devour your soul. Some ashes maintain their sanity, but some ashes are just for The hungry beast that exists to devour the soul."

"The two princes of Losric are still alive?" Zelin originally thought that Gwendelin would first retake Losric after he regained power, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"There were a lot of ashes to hunt, but they all failed and turned into dust on the ground. Maybe, the last ashes in this world can succeed, if this ashes also fails, then no one can seize and absorb. The soul of Prince Losric inherits the flames. But you don’t need to worry, you can offer sacrifices to Goddess Rosalia and accept her asylum. If it is a goddess, it may be able to protect us from the curse of the undead. Intrusion, the **** dark circle hasn't appeared on my body until now, and you must be able to."

"Ash? I will pay attention."

Zelin selectively ignored the words that followed Hezer, which made Crystal daughter bend down and sigh in disappointment.

Climbing up the stairs along the dark red and **** shabby carpet, they finally reached the top of the secluded church, where the rebirth goddess Rosalia's bedroom was located.

"Pay attention to the top of your head." Hezer reminded out loud, "Some strange creatures appeared in the church recently, oh... this is it."

Hazel suddenly stopped, causing Zelin behind to almost hit her back.

"What's wrong?" The demon hunter first heard the click of a heavy object, and then a sticky sound of mucus rubbing against the ground. His gaze crossed Hazel's shoulder. The first thing that caught his eye was a Disgusting giant maggots. "What the **** is this?"

Longyi also saw the insect that suddenly fell from the ceiling, and her throat made a depressed grunt, as if forcibly suppressing her tumbling stomach. Although she has seen some disgusting creatures in Skyrim, such as Charus raised by snow elves, or spiders in the crypt, Charus does not seem to be that ugly compared to these huge and constantly wriggling maggots. Disgusting.

"I don't know."

Hazel shrugged, and she walked towards the maggot, the front part of the maggot arched up, ready to pounce on Hezel. However, the maggot was unsuccessful. It had just stood upright, Hazel lifted his leg, and the cotton boots kicked the maggot fiercely. The maggot was kicked and rolled and rolled off the edge without guardrail protection. After three seconds, the demon hunter heard a heavy falling into the water.

"Do you often deal with this?"

Seeing Hezer as if he had practiced countless proficient movements, Zelin asked. The demon hunter walked to Hazel, poked his head out and looked down. I saw that there were already more than a dozen maggots that had fallen to death in the mud where the giant's corpse was lying.

"This kind of monsters recently appeared near the goddess bedroom. I have been cleaning them. They don’t want to defile the bedroom of the goddess. By the way, I’m about to make my last offering. We are so lucky. You can witness my first offering. And the last dedication."

The first thousand four hundred and fourteen chapters sad yellow finger

Seeing Rosalia's appearance, the impact on Gnaiya may be greater than the combined appearance of the strange monsters outside.

This can be regarded as a different world that the Dragonborn has arrived in the true sense except for the world of the Demon Hunter and Tamriel. Zelin’s world is not much different from that of the Dragonborn. Whether it’s the social system, people’s living habits, and even many biological and domestic animals, they are exactly the same. Gnaiya once said that sometimes she walks outside and feels like she doesn’t look like herself. Living in a different world is like taking a boat to another piece of land in Tamriel. Virginia may feel the same way, because compared to Tamriel, the difference between the world of the Demon Hunter and Tamriel may be to walk from Skyrim to Morrowind, or leave Cyrodir to live in the Black Marsh. .

But Rodland is completely different.

"This is... the Holy Spirit of this world?"

Looking at Rosalia's appearance, Gnaiya asked Zelin in a low voice. "This look is too... **** it, if I say that this is the demon **** of this world, I would definitely believe it. Looking at her look, what is in her arms? Is that a huge maggot? I bet, If there is a sculpture in the temple of the Holy Spirit that looks like this, then the sacrifice of the Holy Spirit must take a lot of effort to explain what is going on."

Rosalia should be the only existence in this world without any changes.

She was still wearing the blood-red ruined robe, with a wide headscarf on her forehead, covering most of her face. No matter what happened outside, Rosalia was stroking her arms day after day. That group of flesh is hard to describe in words. It seems that she will not react in any way to the outside world, and will not hostile or communicate with anyone. Zelin didn't know how Rosaria's followers communicated with their goddess, but they didn't seem to want to communicate. The believer presents a green tongue cut from the enemy's corpse and places it on the maggot-like mass of flesh in the arms of the goddess. The tongue will be swallowed by the mass of flesh, and the believers will get the change they want.

But it is this silent silence that permeates an atmosphere of fear in another sense.

"Ah, two people who haven't gone mad, since they have come to the goddess' dormitory, please quietly accept the shelter here." A low voice came from the inside of the door of Rosalia's dormitory, a man dressed in a trench coat, The man in the dome hat was leaning against the wall with his arms folded. Seeing his appearance, Zelin immediately recalled his name in his memory. Ring finger Leonard, the most devout believer of the goddess Rosalia, but unlike Hazel's fanaticism, Leonard is more willing to find more believers for the goddess Rosalia.

"Sorry, we will wait by the side." Zelin nodded to Leonard. "We won't disturb you."

Hearing the voice of the demon hunter, the ring finger raised his head slightly, a pair of sharp eyes shot out from under the brim of the hat, he stared at Zelin for a few seconds, and then lowered his head again.

"It turned out to be a friend of Hezer. I thought she was finally willing to help me find new followers and defenders for the goddess." Leonard looked at Hezer who was walking towards the goddess, as if he felt the gaze of his colleagues. Hazel turned his head, glanced at Leonardo, and then at Zelin. Because the bandage tied her face, she couldn't laugh, so she stretched out her fingers and made a smile in the arc where she should be her mouth.

"Ah, she is always so enthusiastic, and never maliciously speculate on other people's thoughts. Sometimes I always think, what she told me, is her friend a true friend or a wishful and self-righteous friend." Leonard looked at Hazel, who was walking up to salute the goddess, then looked back at Zelin, "I think you must be the former, right?"

"Who would say that he is a false feeling when someone asks if he is true to each other?"

Leonard snorted softly.

"Your sanity is clearer than I expected."

"I thought you should have fulfilled your wish and left Youxian Church. I remember that when Heyzer and I came here for the first time, you had served the goddess for a while. Heyzer told me just now, She only needs to offer her green tongue to the goddess one more time to complete the required number of offerings and get the new life she wants. I think you shouldn’t be slower than her.”

Hazel did not offer sacrifices to the goddess as Zelin expected, but simply bowed to Rosalia. Even if the **** she believed in was close at hand, he would not respond in any way to the worship and insults of the believers. .

"What does it mean to you to serve a god?" Leonard seemed to be asking Zelin, but also to himself. "Just offering sacrifices and getting what you want? How is this different from the transactions between customers and vendors in the bazaar? No, it shouldn't be the case. No one else can help me, only Goddess Rosalia Be able to fulfill my wish. Believers should love her, respect her, find ways to make more people appreciate the greatness of this goddess, and believe in her. I don’t think there is something wrong with Hezer’s enthusiasm, but I think it is Compared to enthusiastic believers, believers who spread the good deeds of the goddess are equally important."

"Yes, he even went to the fire-passing sacrificial place, trying to persuade the ashes there to believe in the goddess Rosalia." Hazel, who had finished his salute, walked over and said to Leonard unceremoniously. "Ashes will not become a believer in the goddess. I have already told you that the final outcome of Ashes is either to die on the way to find a huge soul, or to walk into a fire pit and become a pile of ashes. You don't even know and Is the ashes you talked with a rational hero or a hungry beast driven mad by the flames. I understand that you want more and more powerful people to be the guardians of the goddess, but we don’t need ashes."