Path of light

Chapter 596 597. Dark Moon Elf Warriors

Under the dark red sky, the black wilderness is covered with various gravels. It is difficult to see plants in the dark place. Even if some plants grow in the soil, they are just fungus spores filled with dark atmosphere. As long as someone touches them, they will grow. A thick poisonous gas will explode.

In the desolate wilderness, a group of demon hunters quickly crossed the ridge and ran into a mountain depression where they could hide.

There were scorched rocks everywhere on the hillside. These demon hunters were the ones who were chased from the homeless camp. They were eyeing the money bag around Roy's waist and the more than a hundred dark scythes in the magic waist bag. The bone blade.

Among these witchers are humans, elves and dwarves.

They are all demon hunters who make a living in the dark land. The demon hunters who can survive in the dark land all have some unique skills.

A group of demon hunters sat behind a pile of rocks, waiting for a timely signal from their companions following Roy.

When waiting for prey, the flow of time often becomes extremely slow. The demon hunter squinted his eyes at the rocks, and also paid attention to the dark creatures swimming around. After waiting for a while, Roy did not appear, and someone began to appear. Make a questioning sound:

"Could he have changed his direction halfway and stopped passing this mountain col?"

An old demon hunter who was very familiar with this area thought for a moment before saying:

"No! If that kid changes the direction of travel, Hoshim will definitely pass the news to us. If he goes this way, he will basically have to climb over this mountain."

Hearing what the old demon hunter said, the demon hunters sat down again.

"Then we'll wait here..."

At this time, a demon hunter who was lying in ambush on the top of the big rock greeted below:,

"Everyone, that kid...he's here!"

"Everyone hide it, don't let him find out..."

The demon hunters behind the rocks immediately cheered up, but they did not peek out from behind the rocks. This group of demon hunters had quite a lot of hunting experience.

Several Hawkeyes who were good at using long bows began to adjust their condition, hung up the bow strings, and selected a few wind-controlling arrows in the quiver.

Just wait for Roy to come within their shooting range, it is best to shoot him to death with one arrow...

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Roy stopped on the hillside and looked at the rocky pond area opposite. He hesitated for a moment, then stared at the dark red sky in the distance. It seemed that his heart was full of tangled emotions. After thinking for a moment, , or turn around and walk eastward along the ridge.

In this way, he could bypass the rocky mountain col ahead. He planned to give this group of demon hunters a chance.

At this time, the two demon hunters who had been following Roy came over from behind. Judging from their movements, they wanted to block Roy's retreat.

Roy just glanced back, turned around and ignored it, still walking east along the ridge.

"What's wrong? Are you going to give them a chance?"

Captain Timothy, who had been following Roy, hid in the shadows and asked Roy.

Roy looked at the empty surroundings and suddenly heard the voice of Captain Timothy. This feeling was really strange...

"Well, I suddenly thought... Some of these demon hunters came to the dark land through the rift in time and space, and some left the expeditionary force to hunt dark creatures here. They hunted dark creatures here, even if they were forced by life, for It satisfies the adventurous heart, but it is also a disguised form of protection for the Elf Continent. Although they are temporarily blinded by profit, they are eyeing this fat sheep... Hehe! But if they can wake up at this time, I’m still willing to give them a chance.”

Roy walked forward as he spoke, laughing as he spoke.

In fact, Roy took a step back by doing this, and the surrounding Dark Moon Elf warriors followed Roy and walked east along the ridge...

But at this time, the two demon hunters who had been following Roy panicked. They quickly released two signal flares into the sky, and their long flame tails drew a beautiful arc in the dark red sky.

Roy stopped and turned to look behind him.

The elf ranger who had been following Roy immediately stopped and stood a few hundred meters away, staring at Roy warily.

After seeing the magic flare, a group of demon hunters hiding in the mountain col emerged from the mountain col filled with rocks and stood on the top of the rocks.

Several demon hunters carrying longbows jumped off the black rocks and chased in the direction where Roy was cowering.

The other demon hunters walked around in front of Roy and stopped him...

Several demon hunters carrying longbows ran extremely fast on the hillside. They strode with long legs and looked like vigorous antelopes.

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Roy stopped when he saw the demon hunters rushing out of the col.

He stood on the hillside with an indifferent expression, looking at the demon hunters rushing towards him, holding the chain of the Book of Judgment hanging around his waist in his hand.

"Now the hearts of these demon hunters have been filled with greed..."

Roy said to Captain Timothy with some disappointment.

"There's nothing strange about this. After all, this is a dark place."

Captain Timothy saw it very clearly...

Several demon hunters ran to the bottom of the hillside, which was four to five hundred meters away from Roy, and they were still under the hillside. But it was obvious that they no longer planned to run any further. They squatted half-crouched on the hillside and put their hands in their hands. The elf's long bow was fully drawn, and it was equipped with carefully selected wind-controlling arrows.

The moment these demon hunters fired their arrows, the fingers of their bowstrings all lit up with the glow of magic.

A little bit of wind-attribute magic power was poured into the arrow, immediately forming a protective film around the arrow.

The bowstring made a crisp sound, and the sharp arrow turned into a white light and flew towards Roy.

The arrows wrapped in the wind element will even draw a white line when flying in the air...

Roy stood there without even hiding.

With arrows of this magnitude, if the archer hid in the dark and shot cold arrows, it would still be a bit of a threat to Roy.

But if it were shot at Roy so blatantly, this kind of wind-controlling arrow would have little power.

The wind element arrows hit something unknown during their flight. They deviated from their original flight trajectories and shot on the hillside. Several of them were like this...

Roy raised the Book of Judgment in his hand to them from a distance and shook it slightly.

The demon hunters looked at each other, sensing Roy's provocation when he waved the prayer book, and felt that the range might have been a bit far...

So they chased forward for a while, and when they were about two hundred meters away from Roy, they once again shot a row of arrows at the same time.

For these hawk-eyes, this distance is a sure shot to hit the target.

But what surprised them was that several wind element arrows still accidentally fell during flight...

The strange scene even left them no time to think about it.

Because several demon hunters have keenly felt the sound of light footsteps around them.

After a moment, the demon hunters felt that their bodies were being hugged tightly by something, and then their necks felt slightly cold and stinging, and blood poured out of their throats like a spring.

They quickly covered the bleeding wounds with their hands. Blood flowed out from between their fingers and even poured down their esophagus into their stomachs.

Their eyes widened and they couldn't even make any sound in their throats. A group of elf warriors appeared beside them inexplicably.

They pointed at the dark moon elf warriors with cold expressions and silver helmets. They looked at them with disbelief and pain. They wanted to make a final struggle, but unfortunately their bodies had softened uncontrollably.

These Dark Moon Elf warriors inserted their daggers into the scabbards on the outside of their thighs in unison, and hid themselves again in front of the twitching demon hunters who fell to the ground.

The demon hunters who originally wanted to get in front of Roy found that something was wrong with the ambush. The demon hunters who ran from the side and fired cold arrows suddenly fell down.

They just saw a few blurry figures in the dim light.

The old demon hunter immediately realized that the danger was coming. After he issued a warning, he immediately gave up trying to intercept Roy and quickly changed his running direction, intending to turn around and hide in the rock-strewn mountain col.

Their prediction of the danger was quite accurate, but it was a pity that it was too late.

If they could sense the crisis when Roy changed his route and immediately choose to abandon the ambush plan, they might be able to save a life.

But now that the Dark Moon Elf warriors were in front of them, they had no chance to escape.

With his excellent perception, the old demon hunter lowered his head suddenly, dodged the dagger from behind by the Dark Moon Elf warrior, and saved his own throat. However, the companions around him did not have his alertness. At the same time, The seven demon hunters covered their necks with their hands, blood emerging from their fingers, and they fell to the gravel ground in horror.

The old demon hunter immediately jumped forward, but at this moment, he saw a Dark Moon Elf warrior emerging from the shadows, doing the same action as him...

He wanted to reach out and push the Dark Moon Elf warrior away, but what the Dark Moon Elf warrior handed over was a sharp dagger, which immediately pierced the palm of the old demon hunter's hand.

The old demon hunter let out a scream...

This was the first scream in this battle, and then the scream stopped abruptly, because the Dark Moon Elf warrior had already sent the dagger into the heart of the old demon hunter.

It wasn't until this moment that the old demon hunter suddenly woke up. He looked at the Dark Moon Elf warrior with despair in his eyes, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth...

The other demon hunters also fell into a pool of blood one after another under the attack of the Dark Moon Elf warriors.

Almost all of these demon hunters were warriors whose strength had reached Level 1. Almost as soon as the Dark Moon Elf warriors took action, they fell into a pool of blood.

The two hundred Dark Moon Elf warriors did not give this group of demon hunters any chance. They used the most violent means to kill all the demon hunters who tried to ambush Roy...

This bloody killing immediately attracted the dark creatures wandering around, and they had extremely keen perceptions of the smell of blood and broken souls.

A large group of dark creatures gathered from all directions.

In the wilderness of the Dark Land, these dark creatures are so densely packed together that they are like a dark cloud.

The Dark Moon Elf warriors, led by Captain Timothy, did not directly confront this group of dark creatures, but quickly bypassed them. A group of Dark Moon Elf warriors surrounded Roy and walked towards the Dark Gate Expeditionary Army camp...

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After Roy left, the wanderer camp remained as peaceful as ever, except that the demon hunters in the camp would occasionally talk about the young boy who spent a lot of money.

The wanderer camp is not big, so there are not many secrets to speak of. For example, the news that the demon hunter was preparing to ambush Roy in the wild spread around the wanderer camp not long after.

Many stall owners who have done business with Roy still feel a little bit regretful because they know that they may soon lose a customer.

Although this customer always keeps the price very low when making transactions, but the dark sickle bone blades in his hands can be sold after all, right?

There are also some demon hunters who are beating their chests and complaining that they didn't get the news earlier. If they can join the ambush team, they can at least get a share of the pie!

Hunting a dark scythe can be extremely dangerous.

But what could be the risk of ambushing a young witcher?

Besides, this young man is equal to about one hundred and twenty dark scythes...

Just thinking about it makes me feel a little angry...

Old Parker sat outside the tent with an indifferent look on his face. A sign saying "Clinic Closed Today" was hung at the door of the tent early.

The injured demon hunters could only sit silently outside the tent. They estimated that they would have to wait here all night before they could receive priority treatment from Old Pike tomorrow morning.

No one dares to risk their lives and complain to Old Parker at this time, saying that he is passive and slacking off...

"Tell me, I worked so hard to save you from the scythe of death, just so that you can stab me in the wild one day?" Old Pike muttered.

"If that's the case, I might as well prepare a coffin in the camp, and you just stab me to death in the coffin. At least I can leave a tombstone!"

"Do you also want to take a look at my money box? A bunch of white-eyed wolves who eat red meat and poop white shit..."

"Starting from tomorrow, all medical fees will be doubled. If you don't have money, don't come to me... beg me to treat you!"

Old Pike leaned against his dirty tent and muttered.

Everyone knew that he was speaking out of anger. Tomorrow morning, he would still lift the tent door to treat the injured demon hunters.

But when everyone was talking privately about the demon hunters who ran into the wilderness to ambush the young boy, there was a hint of disgust in their tone. They even felt that they had made the homeless camp disharmonious for their own selfish reasons. …