The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Liya didn't say anything more, she put the things she was going to carry into the shoulder-resistance package, then walked to the wall and took off the weapon she picked up by the river yesterday afternoon.

"Liya." Kane's gaze was attracted: "Is this the weapon you bought in the market?"

"Well, is this? No, uncle, I picked it up by the river yesterday afternoon." Liya took off the unpretentious but strange-looking weapon: "Yesterday afternoon, I saw a package. Floating down from the river. This is amazing, uncle, such a weapon is as light as a feather, but not weaker than any steel. Uncle, do you know the origin of this weapon?"

"Oh, let me think about it..." Kane touched the back of his bald head, crouched and walked to Liya's side, with his eyes attached to the ebony blade to take a closer look. The sharp blade reflected Kane’s eye pupils: "...This is really, what a peculiar weapon. Liya, I am afraid I have to compare the records in the Book of Horadim to determine whether this is in the end. What kind of weapon is it. But I can be sure that this is by no means our most common style, from the Westmar style, nor the Kagestan style. You said it floated down the river?"

"Yeah, uncle. I saw it by the dock."

"Um..." Kane stroked the beard hanging on his chest: "It's strange. Perhaps it was a weapon left by an adventurer. I heard that a group of Khazillas migrated to this land. And occupied Leoric’s old manor. The mayor of Holmes issued a wanted warrant for Kazra, but this group of monsters made me feel very wrong. I used to see you in the rainforest outside the harbour of Curast Having been to them, this group of monsters once wandered on the land polluted by the Hate King, but why did they come here and become so violent..."

"Uncle, it's late."

Seeing that Kane was about to fall into her own thoughts again, Liya reminded softly: "If we are going to the old cathedral, we have to hurry up."

Liya had never met before, anyone could be more knowledgeable than Deca Kane. But like many scholars who know, Kane sometimes falls into his own contemplation, or falls into the pile of ancient scrolls unable to extricate himself, until Liya reminds him to come back.

"Oh, you're right, Liya, let's hurry up." Kane walked towards the door of the hotel room with his cane: "We have to hurry up, hoping to find the information we need in the cathedral."

In the evening of the same day, the demon hunter sitting on Varif's carriage watched the woodlands on both sides retreat as the carriage moved forward.

"When I mentioned the name Tristram, I would think of those terrible monsters." Varif stretched out a finger, pointed to his temple, and said with a wry smile: "Diablo, the king of fear, can wake up. What is more important than this? Although many people now think that it is a kind of mold on bread or contaminated water that makes people hallucinate and crazy. For a while, I really thought I was not clean after eating. Things, but I can assure you that these are people who have not experienced those horrible days and are unwilling to believe the rumors made up by the devil around them. But by burying their heads in the desert, they can avoid leopards. Is there anyone? Obviously not."

Karina bids farewell to the demon hunter near the woodcutter's hut. She wants to find a way to get her carriage back. Zelin asked if she needed help, but she said that she foresaw that her carriage would return soon, but Varif's situation was very bad. Of course, not every time she can accurately predict the future, for example, she did not predict that she was caught by the spider and almost turned into a meal for the queen of spiders.

It was just a strange hunch, it was the natural talent of the Weixin people. Relying on this premonition and some of their magical talents, they wander among various kingdoms, and make a living by selling magic items and giving people fortune-telling.

"Although the exact time is not clear, in fact, New Tristram has been around for some years. At first, there was a large number of merchants and explorers who came here to explore the treasures in the old church. Gradually, there was this little Town. Soon the treasure in the church was robbed, explorers stopped patronizing here, and New Tristram gradually declined." : "Who can imagine that Tristram, which was originally prosperous, is now only a miner town built on the edge of the ruins, the most famous church in Kanduras, and no adventurer is willing to patronize it anymore."

"It may take decades for a place to prosper, but it only takes a day to decay."

Zelin digested the information in his mind.

This world has been invaded by demons. This is a very long story. Before witnessing demons appearing in the wilderness, Varif always believed that the legend of demons and **** was nothing but a story used by ancient people to scare children. A group of ancient mages defeated the invading demons and sealed them in different locations.

Demon invasion?

The demon invaded again.

It seems that many worlds have some so-called demons invading, and these demons cannot be killed yet, they can only be sealed or exiled. After many years, it will appear again. As a result, the demon sealed in Tristram was released twenty years ago, causing a disaster, until a group of heroes traced the root of the corruption in Kurast on the Eastern Continent. But even so, at least two prosperous cities-Tristram and Trevank-were turned into ruins, and a trading seaport-Kurast was ruined by the invasion of demons.

Zelin was very fortunate that he didn't come twenty years ago, otherwise it might not be the mutant spiders that greeted him, but the more dangerous demons. Unlike demons, mutant spiders are still some kind of beasts in nature, and still can't be like humans in terms of intelligence.

"Today, let's rest nearby." Varif took the reins of the carriage and looked around: "It's getting late, and we can see Tristram's outer wall by tomorrow morning."

"It's better not to be here." Zelin said, and he squinted his eyes slightly: "The space here is open, and it is surrounded by woods. If Kazra approaches, you won't even be able to see it 20 meters away. . I don’t like to use forest clearings as camping grounds, it just erects myself as a target."

"Oh, it's actually the safest in the clearing, because there may be some kind of monster disguised as a tree in the forest. I remember it looks like..." Varif scratched his chin, after a few minutes Second, he laughed like a self-deprecating smile: "Oh, I forgot the name, but this group of creatures are very dangerous, and there are some bulls and monsters. They look like pack beasts. Some scholars say that bulls and monsters were tamed by ancient humans. Pack beasts are distant relatives. It's impossible to imagine how ancient humans tamed such beasts."

"Then go to the upper hillside." Zelin quickly picked a suitable campsite nearby: "Wait for me here, I'll go up and see if there is the kind of monster you mentioned."

Chapter 2634: Liya's nightmare

Flame, candlelight--

Deca Kane looked down and searched for the broken pages from the bookcase and basement. Fragments of burnt yellow pages scattered on the open book, with illegible writing remaining on them. A few candlesticks were placed on the desk, providing Kane's dim eyes with light that could barely read the text.

New Tristram Cathedral.

The moonlight shines through the vertical window above the teaching desk, and is reflected in the church where the audience benches are placed. The dilapidated bench was covered with dust. Liya carried a candlestick, walked to the nearby wall to light the oil lamp and candle, and put it back on the wooden table.

"It's late, uncle." Liya lowered her head and looked at Deca Kane, who was immersed in ancient books and scrolls: "Let's rest."

"No, Leah, these scrolls, these scrolls are very meaningful." Dika Kane coughed slightly, his voice was very soft, somewhat weak: "Yes, the sages of ancient Horadim Foreseeing the future of the sanctuary. I have been unable to explain these strange runes in the past, but look here, Liya, they interpret the meaning of the runes, these rune words, they are not just ancient mage words that contain power, they are Hidden in this is the most important information about the sanctuary, some information that ancient sages did not want to be discovered by outsiders."

"Uncle, these runes won't escape by themselves." Liya sadly put a windbreaker on Kane's shoulders, and the wind blew directly into the cathedral through the broken dome. Lifting her head, she could see through the hole at the top. Seeing the sky with dark clouds floating outside: "It's already late."

"Looking at this prophecy, I doubt very much whether it has other meanings." Kane's eyes are still in the scroll: "When the end comes, wisdom will be lost...I don't understand. What is the meaning of the loss of wisdom? Is it that people are deceived and corrupted by demons, or are people like the Umbro people during the war of the wizards, become sheepheads under the influence of demons, and end up being bloodthirsty like beasts that have lost their wisdom? Numb..."

Seeing Kane fell into her thoughts again, Liya sighed slightly and moved the candlestick slightly to the middle of the desk so that Kane could see the writing on the ancient scroll more clearly.

When Kane continued to search through the books, looking for clues among the piles of writing fragments, Liya walked to a bench where the package she carried with her was placed. Inside were her short bow, a small package of dry food, a bag of water and flint and other tools for survival at night.

There is also the weapon from which Deca Kane can't identify the source.

It was strange that she never thought that one day she would see a weapon that Uncle Kane couldn't tell. For so many years, she often explored outside with Deca Kane, setting foot on the tombs in the desert, the ruins in the forest and the remains of the city by the sea. Treasures and equipment left by ancient people can often be found in these inaccessible places. Usually, Kane can recognize at a glance what era these equipment and weapons belong to and what kind of people they belong to.

Sitting on the bench, Liya put the black blade on her knees, gently stroking the blade reflecting the cold light. This is strange, the blade is black, but Liya can see the reflection of her eyes on it.

Gradually, a trace of sleepiness came to my heart. The heavy eyelids gradually covered the eyes as if they were filled with lead.

Liya leaned back on the chair and fell into a deep sleep.

At first, there was only darkness before her eyes.

"...What a funny girl."

A enchanting and quite magnetic voice appeared in her ear: "How interesting...life."

Liya suddenly opened her eyes.

She saw the raging flames burning around the shattered church, and there was a fire outside the church. The light of the fire passed through the glass of the cathedral, reflecting the inside of the church into blood red. Thick smoke kept squeezing in from the gaps in the walls, and the sky had long been obscured by sparks and billowing smoke. The huge portrait of the heroic angel depicted in the vertical window seems to be watching Liya in anger.

"Your birth is a betrayal!"

The deep echo was like thunder.

Liya lowered her head, and in the reflection of the dark blade, she saw the other herself in horror.

Liya, whose skin was broken, covered with knife marks, and her pupils seemed to be blazing fire, looked at her in the reflection.

"Kill the person closest to you..." Liya in the reflection was whispering in her ear like a demon, her voice licking her earlobes like a snake, empty and dangerous: "Your family hates you , The people close to you betray you, kill him, kill them, their blood will give you a new life..."

She raised her head, and there was no one on the desk opposite to the preaching platform, only the pages of the ignited corners flying in the flames.

She opened her eyes sharply.

She woke up.

"Are you all right, Leah?"

In front of the preaching stage, Kane slowly turned around and asked concerned: "You have been muttering to yourself just now."

"No, it's nothing, uncle." Liya rubbed her forehead: "It's just... a nightmare."

She saw the black blade still lying on her lap. Pursing her mouth, Liya retracted the blade into the package.

It was completely dark outside. Most of the candle had burned, but Liya's eyes were still sore, as if she hadn't closed her eyes to rest at all, but in her sense, the nightmare was just a moment of effort, but in fact she had slept for a long time.