The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Chapter 2664: Traitors in Towns

Night fell.

Wortham was pitch black, like a dead city, only the sound of waves washing over the reef.

Until the rumbling of two carriages broke the calm.

The shadow of the horse-drawn carriage rounded the path beside the cliff, drove into the village, and finally stopped by the shipwreck keel beside the village.

The eyes of the horse pulling the cart were glowing with red light, snorting, and a white mist sprayed out in front of him. The carriage door opened, and several men in pale yellow robes walked down, the leader wearing a blood-red scarf.

"Hurry up!"

A muffled voice came from under the hood, as if two rocks were rubbing against each other: "The hostess asked us to complete this ritual before she entered Vossan. A magician caused us too much trouble. , The hostess will never allow anyone's slack to affect her plan!"

The cultists stepped out of the carriage one after another.

A slightly fat figure moved last and got out of the carriage.

"Using the corpses of the people here, prepare to start the magic ritual." The leader waved his hand, and the other cultists immediately dispersed to collect the corpses they needed.

On the top of the warehouse in the middle of the fishing village, Ze Lin leaned back against the skylight in the attic, looking at the situation below, Vera was on the other side, holding the crossbow in both hands, and closing his eyes seemed to be meditating.

"I should have guessed..." Zelin looked at the familiar figure among the cultists and sipped: "The residents of New Tristram have been complaining that if they can make money, Huo Ms dared to invite people from the Wizarding Club to the town. He was already making deals with the Wizarding Club!"

On the first day of arrival in Tristram, Liya accidentally mentioned to Zelin that Holmes had contacted them when the Wizarding Society had just arrived in Kanduras to discuss trade issues. The wizards wanted to establish a shelter in New Tristram that could help orphans, but this proposal was ultimately rejected by Larton.

At that time, he thought it was just that the local leader had a disagreement on certain matters.

"The devil's corruption does not divide the crowd." Vera slowly opened her dark eyes, adjusted her breathing, her voice was calm, "They will take advantage of your inner...weakness."

Sleeping townspeople lay in the warehouse, and Zelin used Necromancer dust to make them fall asleep. Kane said that depending on the dosage, this dust can cause people to fall asleep to different degrees of sleep. If the measurement is too high, it may lead to complete death of a person.

While casting the dust, Zelin has been listening attentively to their heartbeat, ensuring that no one will die because of his mistake.

"They're here..." Zelin looked at the cultists who walked into the village one by one, rummaging for houses. He and Vera looked at each other, backed silently, and disappeared into the shadow of the warehouse.

"This, is this true?" Holmes shrank his neck and pulled the plush shoulder pads to resist the cold wind from the sea: "The people here are already dead? This fishing village is already close to a town. There are more than 30 households, they, they just died like this?"

"This is the magical power bestowed by the hostess!" The cult leader raised his right hand and held a virtual palm: "Only those who obey the Wizarding Society can survive! You are a hesitant idiot. If you go to Haffenwood earlier , You will see with your own eyes what kind of magic this is! The hostess wants to take away a girl hidden in New Tristram, and the old guy named Deca Kane, only he can fix it That broken sword, tell me, where are they hiding?"

"Recently, an explorer came to town. He stayed with that Liya and Kane every day. His name was Zelin and he claimed to be a demon hunter. He was very powerful. Everyone said he was not merciless in killing monsters. There was another named Li. Min’s magician, she even said that she can defeat the Skeleton King! I think it’s going to die." Holmes waved his hands, his face pale: "There is also a Templar knight named Ko Mike, I think others are a bit silly. But he is much better than Larton."

"This ritual can help us bypass everyone." The cult leader giggled: "The hostess has already set a trap in Worsambu, waiting for the arrogant magician to throw himself into the trap! No one can save it. With New Tristram, the people there will become the power source of the wizarding society like Huffenwood. Behave well, Holmes, maybe you can continue to be the mayor in another better place in the future. And get more treasures, the hostess has always been generous to loyal people."

The cold wind blew.

Holmes pulled the cape on his shoulders again to prevent the damp, cold wind from entering the collar.

Only the piercing icy wind remained in the town.

Tristram's former mayor looked around. The cultists entered the room to search for the body. The door was still open, but there was no movement inside.

"He, have they already started?"

The leader of the cultist did not answer, he frowned. There was no sound nearby, not even dragging the corpse.

After a few seconds of silence, the cult leader seemed to have discovered something. He backed away a few steps and retreated to the direction of the carriage.

"...I never thought I would be played by a few **** like this!" An old and angry voice appeared in front of the warehouse door in the middle of the town.

De Soto, holding a magic wand in both hands and wearing a wide windbreaker, walked out of the warehouse step by step, his monocle reflected the light of anger, and a bandage was wrapped on his forehead: "You guys dare to curse my daughter. You are dead!"

With that, De Soto's windbreaker swayed slightly under the action of magical power.

The cultist turned and ran to the carriage. He just ran two steps, then fell down and fell heavily to the ground. There was a wave of air around him, and the figure of the demon hunter appeared out of thin air, maintaining the posture of wielding a sword. The cult leader struggled to get up, but failed. He lowered his head, saw the only thigh left in his lower body, and then began to scream.

Holmes turned and fled away from Zelin. There was a sound of breaking through the air. Four arrows shot through Holmes's clothes. The impact led him to the carriage and nailed him to it. .

Vera walked out of the shadows, his body almost stained red with blood, slowly falling along the edges and corners of the armor, leaving a long blood stain behind him. In a house, the cultist who was hit by a bursting arrow with only half of his body crawled forward in pain. Just as he climbed onto the street, Vera silently walked past him without even taking a look, but just lifted up. The leg and the tip of the metal high-heeled shoe pierced his head.

De Soto is a magician, he is the only one who has not been recruited. He used magic to help Zelin and Vera become invisible, and quietly eliminated the cultists who entered the village.

Zelin walked up to the cult leader, squatted down, knocked his head with a sword blade, and sipped his face: "Usually, I am opposed to fire torture. I think it is inhumane, but now I changed my mind. Some creatures are not humans. Compared with Huffenwud and other places, no matter how much pain you endure, you will not be able to repay the mistakes you made!"

After that, he took out a Dragon Dream bomb, lit it and placed it between his legs, then stood up and stamped his foot, kicking his teeth!

Holmes opened his eyes wide, and watched what was happening in front of him with a cold breath.

Zelin stood up and walked towards Holmes. A few seconds later, the lower body of the cult leader behind him was engulfed by a sudden burst of fire, and the remaining half of his body was burning.

"Well, is this firework beautiful, Mayor?" Zelin walked to Holmes, who was nailed to the carriage, and put an ebony blade on his neck. The chill on the blade made Holmes keep hitting him. Trembling: "But I always feel that something is missing. For example, I should add another one. You look good, eh? I thought of a good note. I tied you to a rock and threw you into the sea. How? Okay? See if you broke free and floated first, and then you drowned first? Or my lady demon hunter has a falcon friend, it will not reject the internal organs of living people. Hurry up, prove that you still have the value of surviving , I don’t have that much patience."

A foul-smelling liquid flowed out from under Holmes, and the screams of the cultists turned into another weird concerto in the sound of the waves. All kinds of information came out of Holmes’ mouth. Come out.

Chapter 2665: The Demon Hunter's Story

"The meteorite falling from the sky is actually a man, and the wizards are looking for him. They are looking for him, and... Liya."

"Is this true?"

"I don't think he would lie at this time." Zelin shrugged: "Even if he lied, he wouldn't make up such an outrageous lie. I tend to be true. Sometimes reality is more outrageous than the story because of the story. It also needs logic, and reality is reality without any reason."

Wortham survived the crisis, but not without incident. Five villagers died in the magic ceremony, and the others were more or less injured. Some people are completely disabled and have to rely on others to take care of them for the rest of their lives. Some children have lost their families. Mr. De Soto said he will take care of these orphans and help them grow up. But there are also people who are preparing to leave this dangerous place, leave Kanduras, and take a boat to Westmar to make a living.

Holmes was locked in the cellar, and no one knew what to do with him. If you are in the world of demon hunters, just give him to the king's messenger and the town council. But the king of Kanduras died at the hands of the devil twenty years ago, and naturally there were no regional consuls.

But he is no longer a problem. After experiencing the magic of the Wizarding Society and witnessing the massacre in the village, he became a little nervous.

Zelin decided to rest in the village for one night, and by the way, he made sure that no new cultists would appear before leaving.

When the sun rose on the other side of the sea level the next morning, Zelin moved his shoulders and pushed open a door on the second floor of Villa De Soto. Last night, the old mage invited Zelin and Vera to rest in his residence. His villa is very large, with several rooms, but most of the time, there are usually no visitors.

Vera lives in the next room. He doesn't know if the Demon Hunter has woken up, but he hopes to go to New Tristram sooner. There are many guards there, as well as a priest. It is certainly not so easy for the wizards to enter, otherwise they will not use the power of the ceremony to help the leaders of the wizards enter New Tristram by offering sacrifices to the residents of Wortham.

But anyway, Zelin was still willing to tell New Tristram's people about it sooner.

Knocked on the door.

"Go in."

The door was unlocked, Zelin pushed open and saw the Demon Hunter sitting at the desk, holding a quill in his hand, and lowering his head to write something on the letter paper. The blood-red hood hung behind his shoulders, revealing the short hair hanging on the sides of his cheeks.

"Writing a letter?"

"Give it to my sister Halissa." Vera's always indifferent voice hardly appeared soft: "Wait a minute..." Her handwriting twisted and left a line on the letter paper. The level of unfamiliar writing seems to be inversely proportional to her proficient hunting skills. After writing, she wrote her short name at the end of the letter-V: "Okay."

"You shouldn't hold the pen like this." Zelin raised his hand and rubbed his fingers: "This will only make your wrists very tired."