The Game of Demon Hunter

The road is muddy, and the impact of the heavy rain not long ago has not yet ended. The city by the sea itself is relatively humid. As a poor area here, there are crushed grass blades, excrement, and unknown strange objects , mixed together by the carriages and pedestrians coming and going, the color looks disgusting.

There is also an unbearable stench in the air, and the fishmongers on both sides are processing their harvests in this environment, using the rotten fish and rotten shrimps that have been picked to exchange some dinars here. As a neo-colonial city, such a large-scale slum should not have appeared. Most of the people who came here were noblemen with stable incomes.

Most of the free people who took the initiative to come here have extraordinary courage to pursue wealth. They are just colonies that have been peaceful for decades. In the past ten years orc invasions have occurred here, or there have been underground creatures of unknown origin, war refugees. A large number of them gathered in various large cities, resulting in this huge urban scar.

When Xu Yichen and Vittoria, who were wearing cloaks, appeared here, both the numb poor and gang members on the road avoided them far away. Like the good-natured Vittoria, she doesn't seem to be easy to mess with. Strangers who are easy to mess with are synonymous with trouble here.

"Vittoria, we need to find a local guide." Xu Yichen looked at the winding trails and countless temporary simple buildings here, making this place completely different from the map, but I don't know if it is Vittoria too. With a deterrent effect, everyone is far away from them.

"We should come back at night. Our target is too obvious, and we will scare the snake away." Vittoria is familiar with this kind of reconnaissance mission. In this kind of slum, the enemy is hidden in the dark, and one's own side is as conspicuous as a light bulb. The situation reminded her of her days of patrolling the corruptions of Arabia.

Xu Yichen shrugged helplessly: "No way, I'm not sure against the assassins who attacked me last time in the dark night. My teacher said that they are good at using the power of shadows. Forget it, use the most stupid method to find a local snake."

Xu Yichen found the person he despised the most in the crowd. The naked skin outside the clothes is covered with fancy patterns, and his frivolous expression makes his every move different from the ordinary poor people around him. When he realized that he was being targeted by a strange warrior not far away, the tattooed man turned around and was about to borrow the crowd's attention. Take cover and leave.

Vittoria easily pushed through the crowd, and Xu Yichen and the two followed the tattooed man leisurely, and when they found him running slowly, they chased him closer. In less than five minutes, the unlucky guy ran out of breath into a building that looked better than the surrounding messy houses.

Mike is a little guy who hangs around in the slums. As one of the members of the indigenous gang here, his job is to collect protection fees in the gang area besides guarding the gate, and squeeze the last bit of oil from the poor ghosts. His latest job is to collect sales tax like those gangsters on the black street—the official name of Boss Polk. By the way, he warned them that the slums are not peaceful recently, and people often disappear. If you find something wrong, you can exchange it for something. pocket money.

At this time, Mike's heart was full of remorse. He saw two foreign visitors on the street who seemed not to be trifled with. He thought about the task assigned by Boss Pok, and paid more attention to the abnormal situation on the street, so he took a few more glances , I didn't expect to be chased all the way to my lair! Judging by the aura of those two people, I don't know if Boss Pok can keep himself?

Xu Yichen looked at Vittoria and signaled that women should be the priority. The strong woman took the lead and pushed open the dead door. Under the effect of 19 points of strength, the door lock seemed to be made of plasticine, stretched to the limit. Then it explodes. Vittoria bent down and walked sideways into the room under the terrified eyes of the people in the room, as if she was opening her own bedroom door with ease.

Xu Yichen followed closely and walked into the room. Including the tattooed man who led the way, there were seven people in the room. The leading bald man now raised his hands very sensiblely, kicking a few younger brothers who subconsciously picked up daggers and sticks.

"My lords! If Mike did something to provoke you, please deal with it as you like! I have no idea at all!" Baldy sold out his men without hesitation.

The tattooed man immediately collapsed, turned to face Xu Yichen and the two, with a look of grievance on his face: "My lords, I didn't do anything... Are you adventurers who came here to investigate the little secrets of the slums?"

Mike quickly came up with a reason, and looked innocently at the two outsiders with a pair of wretched eyes.

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Antony Grande, Garrison.

A warrior covered in armor hurried into the room and said to the two people who were arguing, "My lord, it's not good!"

Before he had time to catch his breath, the soldier continued to report: "Received a report this morning that the patrolling guards found fourteen more people missing in the port area!"

The original debate in the room came to an end in summer.

Among the two people arguing, the gorgeously dressed one was Sir Casla of Antony Grand Port. This is a man in his early fifties who once followed the old earl to build the city. He raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot .

Sir Casla said angrily: "Hasn't the port area stepped up its security? Why is someone missing again? You bastards, when will someone attack the city guards, you don't know who did it! What is the use of the city guards investing so much money!"

Opposite him was a young knight with a solemn face. After hearing this, he comforted Sir Casla, and said in a deep voice: "Sir, it's time to grant authority to the temple. I have solid information that shows that he is a fallen chaotic believer. Hiding in the city and making waves! This is not something that secular forces can handle. You don’t understand what the white mist that appears in the black forest means! Now it’s time to give up your previous prejudices! I must report to the church and send paladins to the city Conduct a large-scale investigation! Otherwise the city will be in danger!"

Is it really necessary to use the power of the church?

Ser Casla's face revealed a look of struggling and hesitation. In fact, he already believed 70% to 80% of what the paladin said in front of him! Because what the paladins don’t know is that disappearances have begun in the slums since last month. From the beginning, a few people disappeared, and later, when people wake up every morning, people will find that the entire street is missing. The gangsters in the slums who feel that human life is the least valuable have begun to take the initiative to report to the city guards.

But what about the little secret between himself and An TuoWan?

PS: Another classmate got married today, and was dragged to drink. When I came back, it was past 12 o'clock. I just sorted out and released it at this time, sorry