The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"So, you are Vera? Leah told me your name."

"Pretending to be a demon hunter will not do you any good." She said coldly: "The demons will deal with you by all means and use all they can do. People will also be afraid of you. It is an unknown sign."

Zelin opened his hands: "It's okay. The unknown signs won't really bring bad luck to people. It's just some boring prejudice. I have seen too many. It's just a kind of psychological comfort for people, thinking that they can't see the arrest. When the rat man appears, there will be no rats in his field. When the real unknown appears, they may not even have the opportunity to be prejudiced. I am sorry that I will call myself a demon hunter in front of other people, this is to deal with those The undead who crawled out of the ground, because the townspeople would have confidence in a hunter who specializes in dealing with monsters, rather than an ordinary person holding a sword. Don't talk about it, do you know what's going on?"

"Devil." Vera walked to the pile of corpses, raised her head and stepped on a corpse, and pushed hard, the corpse rolled aside, revealing the dark red pointed corners pressed underneath and the arc that intersects the pointed corners: "Witcher Yes."

"The Wizarding Club? Here?"

"They both have strongholds in Kanduras and Kartim." Vera squatted down, put his fingers into the soft ground soaked, pinched the soil smeared with red runes, then raised his hand and looked carefully in front of him. Observed for a few seconds: "If you don't want to get hurt, just leave here."

"I saw the Wizarding Society in the ruins of Old Tristram." Zelin looked around carefully: "Those cultists in yellow robes? They resurrected the dead under the cathedral. But what are they doing? Can they use corpses to summon demons?"

Why is this place mentioned in Holmes' letter?

If wizards would do all this, what are they going to do in Tristram?

"A month ago, one of my companions fell into the hands of a demon. That demon is good at controlling people's hearts." Vera stood up again and shook her finger: "He and his followers made a scene in Holbrook. Massacre, and I tracked it to Hafenwud."

In Vera's words, Zelin learned that Vera and her mentor Jonson and two other demon hunters came to Kanduras two months ago in order to track down a companion controlled by the demon. The name of the betrayed witcher was Richard, and Vera said that he was bought by the devil, perhaps because of power or fear. The former caused two massacres in the town of Brownwell, the witch hunter Johnson was hunting Richard, and Vera was hunting the demon.

About two weeks ago, she caught up with the demon in Huffenwud and shot the enemy's head with an explosive arrow in a cave. Then, ten days ago, the predictive scholar protected by the Demon Hunter predicted that a meteorite would fall on New Tristram, so she went to New Tristram to investigate the meteorite.

"I found traces of the Wizarding Society near the cathedral, and someone told me that a witcher was in New Tristram." Vera carefully examined Zelin's eyes, seeming to want to see some clues from the inside: "I suspect a betrayer is working for the Wizarding Society and wants to lead me to New Tristram, and then take the opportunity to return to attack the village."

"You are wrong in your suspicion, but your worry is right." Zelin turned around and looked at the burned village outside. The sun gradually rose and shone on this deserted village: "The mayor of New Tristram recently left. Before leaving, he threw some letters in the fireplace and burned them. I rescued the remaining part. Hafenwud was mentioned. Those letters were sent to him by others, probably after these things happened..."

Suddenly, the demon hunter noticed from the corner of his eyes, a figure flashed past a burned ruin.

"Be careful!"

Zelin's warning and Vera's crossbow arrows appeared almost simultaneously. A dark gray monster had just rushed out of the hiding place, and a crossbow arrow shot through its eyes, pierced the back of its head, and nailed it to the mud wall. The demon hunter heard the bounce of the bowstring in the wind. He grasped the hilt of the ebony blade, and the blade was sheathed like lightning. Then there was a long, metal crash, and a crossbow bolt attacking on the right was knocked into the air In mid-air, after turning a few times, he disappeared under the blood-stained lawn. A cultist wearing a yellow robe hid behind the corner of the ruins, lowered his head and continued to fill the crossbow with ammunition.

Whoosh——!

A crossbow arrow passed through the hood, and the cultist fell backward on the lawn, blood forming a pool of blood under his head.

A creepy monster appeared at one end of the broken beam above the ruins, with viscous body fluid dripping from its cracked mouth. Five pale-skinned monsters with sturdy limbs approached Vera from different directions, and the latter seemed to be still facing behind him. The threat above is unconscious. Zelin was about to warn. Suddenly, a low roar came from his right hand. A thick arm stretched out from the shaft in the middle of the village, grabbed the edge, and pulled out the deformed upper body hidden underneath.

"Over your head, Vera!"

Vera held the crossbow in both hands and fired arrows of flame with arcs, the arrows rained down on the pale monsters, and the monsters fell to the ground in the arrow rain. The crawling demon leaped up, and stretched out its claws to pounce on the demon hunter's head. Vera leaped forward dexterously, turned and threw a dagger in the air, the demon lost his balance and fell to the ground, thick black blood gushing out of his mouth.

Another stronger demon has crawled out of the deep well. On the left side of the bloated upper body is a baby-like left hand, and on the right side is an arm that is sturdy enough to drag on the ground, with a row of jagged chitinous blades at the end.

Vera did not hesitate, and the two crossbows fired, and the crossbow arrows continued to shoot at the monster. A few crossbow arrows were inserted into the devil, and he stepped back amidst the impact of the flame arrows. The shrunken arm grabbed an arrow stuck on his shoulder, pulled it down and threw it aside with a deafening roar.

Zelin took out two bombs and threw them at the monster. The explosion of flame enveloped the devil's body, and the burst of smoke was accompanied by the blowing mud, pattering among the ruins.

Heavy footsteps came from behind the smoke, and then the demon dragged the scimitar arm and rushed towards Zelin's figure. The original pale skin left traces of scorching, but it aroused the devil's anger even more.

The muscles of Zelin's whole body were tight. This was a monster he had never seen before, but he could tell by relying on his eyes that this monster was very powerful and was not an enemy with which he could fight hard. The monster is nearly three meters tall, and it is doubtful how he hid under a dry well. The monster jumped forward four steps, the bone blade was raised high, and it smashed into Zelin's head with a cracking sound!

The demon hunter dodged to the right and fell to the ground, as if losing his balance. The crossbow in Vera's hand continuously shot the demon's head, but the demon remained indifferent to this and still focused on Zelin. It lifted its legs with thick hooves, and stepped on Zelin's chest with all its strength!

A crossbow arrow shot from Zelin's wrist, penetrated the demon's shoulder, and got stuck deeply in the shoulder blade. The thick hoof stepped on it, leaving deep footprints on the ground, but it did not hit Zelin.

The moment he stepped on it, Zelin jumped up with the power of the crossbow arrow cord, and rolled over the monster's head in mid-air, and landed on its back. Before losing his balance, he grabbed the rope stuck in the monster's body to stabilize his figure. The devil roared in pain.

Vera immediately changed the attack position, she rolled to the side and squatted on the ground. The devil's thighs were immediately filled with small arrows.

Zelin had already made a judgment the moment he saw the devil.

This monster has a strong right arm, but its left hand is small and deformed. As long as he can hide behind the enemy's back, the devil's left hand can't reach behind and grab him!

As he expected, the devil's left arm scratched his shoulder in vain, but it could only reach back to the position of the shoulder.

An explosive arrow hit the left arm, and the deformed arm was blown up in the violent explosion, and blood gushed out. The devil wailed and turned around, waving his machete-like right arm in vain. After realizing that he could not attack the enemy on his back, the demon turned to Vera with scarlet eyes.

Zelin squatted down and put his knees on the back of the enemy's neck to avoid being thrown off by the devil's running. The demon rushed towards Vera, but the latter dodged flexibly, avoided the enemy's attack, and threw a handful of iron bristles on the way back.

Pulling out the ebony blade, Zelin pressed the tip of the sword with all his strength while the demon was wailing in the attack of the bursting arrow, and pierced its throat!

The legs almost turned into a hedgehog fell to the ground, and the demon shook twice, fell to the right, and fell heavily. Zelin unlocked the Hidden Arrow, jumped off the moment the demon fell to the ground, and landed steadily on the ground.

"Back!"

Vera had an early warning, she let out a battle roar, and a backflip distanced herself from the demon's body.

Zelin didn't ask why, but the moment he heard the warning, he immediately rolled forward. Afterwards, he felt a wave of air behind him, and suddenly pushed him to the ground, bumping his face into the sticky lawn.

He raised his head and spit out the sickening blood. Turning around, the devil's body exploded. Cockroaches, centipedes, beetles, poisonous snakes, and countless insect poisons crawled out of it, like a wave of plague to engulf the two.

Vera calmly replaced the crossbow with new arrows, fired a few arrows, and a series of small explosions appeared in front of him. The heat wave rushed in, and after the flame disappeared, only sticky black remained on the ground, a mess.

But in the smoke and dust, Zelin saw a little girl in a blue dress, holding a wooden board, standing among the devil's corpse. Vera seemed to have seen it too, she did not continue to attack, and stared at the little girl blankly. There were some remaining poisonous insects beside the flames, crawling over the corpses of the same kind and rushing towards them.

Zelin raised his hand, a stream of flames gushed out, and the centipede and the poisonous snake rolled and twisted in the flame. The figure on the demon's corpse also melted like a wax figure in the flames.

"No--!"

Vera let out a heart-piercing roar, she drew her dagger abruptly and turned to look at Zelin. In those wide-open eyes, anger, sadness, and pain were flooded.

She took three deep breaths before slowly lowering her raised arms, her nails sinking deeply into her palms, and her shoulders rising and falling with each other.

"No..." She exhaled slowly, as if announcing the end of the battle, and as if convincing herself: "No, it's over."

Zelin took a deep breath, he was still on guard: "Are you okay, Vera?"

"I'm fine." Vera regained her indifferent tone. She put on her hood again, covered her chin with a scarf, and scanned a messy village square: "The minions of Burning Hell are performing a ritual. I have seen that this is a certain kind of magic that controls the human heart, which can turn a weak, ignorant, or fearful person into a tool for the devil to kill."

"There is at least one cultist here, and maybe there are other enemies nearby..."

"No one else." Vera glanced across the ruins coldly: "No one is spared."

"Perhaps..."

Seeing Vera returning to his previous appearance, he sighed with relief, walked to the cultist who was killed, squatted down, and searched under the robe.

Zelin hoped that this cultist had something on his body that could tell him why the mayor of New Tristrad would rather abandon his identity and treasure, and flee to this damned place.

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ps: This is a five-thousand-word chapter. It was originally divided into two parts, but after thinking about it, since it was written down in one go, there is no need to forcibly divide it into chapters. It's boring.

Chapter 2661 The Fishing Village Wortham

On the cultist, Zelin found a letter.