The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The grunting sound attracted their attention. The two cultists walking in the front lowered their heads and looked in the direction of the sound.

White light flashed, Zelin's muscles were tight, and he jumped out of the hiding place in an instant.

The wooden stick in his hand struck fiercely on the head of the cultist who did not look at the magic bomb. The cultist didn't even have time to make a scream and fell straight down. The other two cultists who were dragging the strange man released their hands and touched their waists. The short swords pinned to their waists reflected dangerous light like poisonous snakes.

Zelin caught a cultist who was still screaming and covering his eyes, lifted him up and threw him out. He was very light, and Zelin felt like throwing a rock. But his companion apparently didn't think so. The cultist hit his companion, and the two fell to the ground together. Another cultist cursed in a low voice, and the short sword pierced the demon hunter's chest straight.

He is not a good fighter.

Zelin made a judgment. He turned slightly to the left and put his foot in front of the opponent's calf. The cultist lost his balance for a while, reflexively trying to stabilize his center of gravity. The demon hunter raised his arm in the Alderfayin gesture, and the cultist seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. He flew out and hit a wall. The wall collapsed and the falling rock buried him underneath.

The cultist who fell just now has climbed up, and he ran to the side of the strange man, squatting down to pull out the spear behind him. He grabbed the spear, but it didn't move at all.

The man lying on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, and an angry flame burned in his piercing eyes.

The cultist was stunned in place because of shock. The next moment, the man lifted his unfettered leg and kicked the cultist's heavenly spirit cover with the toe of his iron boots. Accompanied by the crisp cracking sound, the cultist's astonishment freezes on his face, and he falls down with an expression of disbelief.

Zelin raised his eyebrows. He walked to the cultist who had been hit on the day of Serekania, waved the stick, and the screams in the ruins stopped abruptly.

Chapter 2649: Liya's nightmare

"Are you actually awake all the time?"

The screams of the cultists did not attract more undead. Perhaps they have some way to keep unconscious zombies away from themselves, just like in the world of demon hunters, Kalkstein researched ribbons for water ghosts. Zelin doesn't know, but if there is such a way, Zelin is unwilling to think about the price the cultists will pay.

"I woke up at the beginning of the battle, warrior." The strange man's voice was strong and firm, slow and clear, and it was hummed like a recitation of a holy scripture: "These evil cultists attacked me in the wilderness village. I'm glad you can Help me. Please help me untie the rope."

"Who are you?" Zelin took out the dagger and broke the rope.

The strange man sat up, broke free from the rope, and threw the rope far away into the rubble like a poisonous snake.

"My name is Komike, a soldier of the Knights Templar." Komike stood up and moved his somewhat stiff wrist: "I came to this land to track the trace of the betrayer. Who are you, warrior? Dare to be with the wizard. Will confront. This group of evil wizards is doing harm to the world, and I am very happy to see that in such a remote place, there will be people coming forward."

"I'm from a nearby town called New Tristram." Zelin said naturally, without any hesitation, like a local who has lived here for a long time: "Some time ago, a meteorite landed. On the roof of this cathedral, the dead came back to life and monsters raged across the village. A friend of mine, when the meteor fell on the cathedral, she and her uncle were in the church. I want to put her Uncle rescued, maybe he knows why there is a steady stream of resurrection of the dead."

"This must be a conspiracy of the Wizarding Society!" Komak clenched his fists: "I am from the Westmar headquarters of the Knights. There are also traces of wizards in Westermar."

"You are from Westermah?" Zelin recalled his few geographical knowledge of the world in his mind: "The Westermians know what happened here? Will they send reinforcements?"

Only three days have passed, and if the Westmarians had heard the news so soon, perhaps this place is not far from another human kingdom. In other words, the scope of this land is not large, not as wide as he expected.

"No, it took me seventeen days to get here from Westermah, but the Wizarding Society must have received the news when I set out. They ambush me in Kanduras." Komike shook his head: " A necromancer in the knights betrayed his vow and turned to serve for the wizarding society. His name is Jonda. I tracked the traitor to come here, and I vowed to make him pay for the betrayal. Those cultists are dragging on. When I moved me, the news was revealed that their base is under the cathedral, and Jonda must stay with them. They want to take me under the cathedral."

"The cathedral underground is not a small area, Templars." Zelin said: "A group of New Tristram's guards encountered an enemy under the cathedral, and there was an army of skeletons underneath the cathedral. Under the cathedral is a building. The underground city is four stories deep, comparable to a city."

Necromancer.

A few days ago, Zelin also heard the name of Necromancer from Varif. It seems that in this world, necromantic spells are not forbidden magic, and the relationship between the Knights and them is not bad, at least in front of Ko Mike This is the case with the Knights Templar, they even allow necromancers to join.

"Then I will solve all the enemies in front of me one by one, looking for them layer by layer, until the betrayers are eliminated." The Templar took out the shield and spear behind him: "If you want to enter the dungeon, we can go together, no We must fight separately."

Zelin thought for a while, he had no reason to refuse.

The cathedral stood alone on the top of the mountain, with its heavy doors opening outward, and three unconscious souls standing quietly in the church hall.

From the outside, Zelin couldn't imagine that there would be a four-story dungeon underground in this church, which seemed to only accommodate dozens of people. Zelin and Komike dealt with them easily. And here, Zelin visually saw the traces left by the meteorite for the first time.

A vertical deep pit replaced the place where the preaching platform was supposed to be. The pit was not bottomless, with light blue energy lines remaining on the rugged edges, disappearing into the invisible darkness below. Zelin crouched on the edge of the gap, and the light of torches in the dungeon could be vaguely seen below. He stretched out his hand covered with dragon leather gloves and stroked the mud that exuded blue light. A certain power is deeply immersed in the soil, and he feels a warmth, not the flame burning, but a kind of thorough heart warmth.

"...What kind of power is this?"

"Perhaps this power has awakened the undead souls underground." Komike walked to the edge and looked down: "Perhaps this is just a meteor with powerful power, but it was used by the Wizarding Club. In this way, I can't just ignore it! He clenched his fists, raised his head and looked at the sky, as if swearing: "The evil here will eventually be crushed under the anger of the Templars!"

"I'm looking for Dika Kane if he is still alive." Zelin took out a rope and tied it to the base of the angel statue in the church: "But I can't guarantee that if I find Dika Kane, will I be? I will also go with you to find the man who betrayed the Knights. He is an old man. I will **** him to a safe place first."

"My battle will not stop due to any external forces, warrior..."

"Just call me Zelin."

"Zelin, I am very happy to be able to fight with you, even if it is only temporarily."

After all, Komike walked to the edge of the crypt and jumped down.

Zelin raised his eyebrows, walked quickly to the edge, watched the Templar fall on the dungeon platform about five meters above, and sighed.

Then he slid down the rope.

Night fell on New Tristram.

Leah, who woke up leisurely, had a nightmare.

She dreamed of a story that was about to be completely buried in the corner of her memory. It was the memory of her ten years old and living in Kartim. In the dream, she saw Gillian, the tavern maid who had raised her for many years. When the devil came, only she and her mother Adria escaped. Adria disappeared after Kartim gave birth to her, Gillian raised her until she met Deca Kane.

Gillian is crazy.

During the years in Kartim, she became more and more weird, until she was finally put in Kartim's lunatic asylum. It was a painful memory. Over the years, she tried not to think about it, and used the days of wandering and expedition with Kane to cover up the sad past.

She dreamed that Gillian was fixed on a stone bed, and the crazy doctor pried her skull open with an axe and iron pliers, but she did not show pain, just smiled nervously, but her eyes were staring at Liya. .

"Demon, witch's child." Liya slowly stretched out her hand, she felt more cold sweat on her forehead, and the sweat instantly wetted her palm: "The demons want you, and their followers will sacrifice you. , Hell will catch you..."

The windbreaker draped over the body slid down and landed on the wooden chair.

A candle burned quietly on the table in front of her, casting Liya's shadow onto the wall behind her. She covered her forehead with one hand, her head hurt, as if she had just experienced a fever, maybe she was really sick, as long as she closes her eyes, the nightmare will come to her. She has never had such an experience.

In the nightmare, she seemed to lie in a spider web, forced to watch the stories she wanted to forget over and over again, those real or false fragments. She saw herself picking up trash in the sewers of Kartim, which was when she was eight years old. Then I saw myself lying on the ground depicting a six-pointed star, and believers in black robes were chanting low and weird spells. That's when she was deceived into a trap by the demon when she left Kartim with Kane.

But these things are not true.

She dreamed of being caught by a monster in the sewer, being dragged into the ground by the outstretched palm of the cemetery, and being slashed through her chest with a dagger by the demon followers. In every illusion, she will eventually be killed by the demon. This is not true.

Slowly exhaling, Liya pressed her chest. These dreams were so strange, as strange as she dreamed in the cathedral before the meteor fell.

Rubbing the corners of her eyes, Liya noticed the windbreaker she was wearing.

Since the mysterious weapon appeared, she will encounter all kinds of nightmares and hallucinations. Perhaps the former owner of that weapon would know something.

That's right. Liya suddenly came back to her senses, that person just went to her room to get the package...

"You finally woke up, little girl."

An unfamiliar voice appeared in her ears, and Liya looked in the direction from which the voice came. Only then did she discover that there was another guest on the other side of the long table. He was wearing a white loose robe, a blue jacket on the outside, a white turban, and his dark skin fingers pinched the tobacco and stuffed it tremblingly into the pipe.

"I thought you would sleep for one day."

Liya knew him, it was Varif, a traveling merchant who met that night.