The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Come with me, you may not feel comfortable, there are dead souls everywhere...you can't see them."

With that, Mai Tan turned and walked into the ruins, and two pale silver skeletons followed behind him.

There is a ladder leading to the bottom in the ruined room. The entrance is on the ground. If there is a trapdoor on it, the base can be well hidden.

The secret room is a rectangular room. There are some dark passages around the room, and the dark passages connect more rooms, forming a complex network underground in this oasis village. Many secret passages have collapsed. In the few secret passages that have not yet collapsed lie some bloated sandworm corpses. There are broken skeletons on the ground. Maitan and his skeleton soldiers fought a battle here before clearing the entire room.

"Every house here has a similar secret door." Maitan walked down the stairs cautiously: "The other places have collapsed, and there are many bones buried underneath. The structure here is fairly strong, and I am going to hold it here. Rituals. For the undead, generally speaking, those undead who are not dying normally will become restless. Only by finding the real cause of their death can they lead their souls into the right place and leave the world."

There is a rectangular stone table in the middle of the room. The table top is covered with dust. There are many stone chairs beside the long table. Many skeletons are lying on the wooden chairs. Some skeletons are lying on the ground. When they see these skeletons, Zelin realizes. At this point, Kane’s guess is likely to be correct.

"What are you going to do?"

"I have a powder that can make people enter a half-life and half-dead state. In this state, you can see the souls here and see the scene before their death." Mai Tan took out a cloth bag, which was filled with white. Dust. This made Zelin think of the necromancer powder that Kane had given him: "But during this period, your body will be very weak and vulnerable to attacks. This is why I don’t perform this ritual alone. Reason. If you believe me, I will guarantee your safety during the ceremony."

"...Why don't you give it a try?" Zelin took the powder: "But I also have to make some preparations in advance."

Unlike De Soto, Kane believed in these necromancers very much, and he also had a lot of props from the Necromancer Order when he was looking for ancient ruins in the southern swamp. Perhaps Zelin could also believe them, although the Demon Hunter didn't like to let his body fall into weakness at all. However, compared with other methods, Maitan's method can discover the identity of Magda's accomplices in the shortest time.

This is a bit risky, but sometimes, this level of risk is worth it.

Drinking a bottle of Hekna potion and a bottle of Gorefiend decoction, Zelin slowly exhaled, feeling the bitterness of the tongue still remaining. The potion will strengthen his body, ensuring that he can recover as quickly as possible after inhaling the necromancer dust.

"Tell me." He looked at Mai Tan: "What happens when I breathe in these dust? And what do I want to do?"

"First of all, you will feel dizzy. It will make you feel like you have drunk too much Vissing." Maitan held his wand, and the skeletal soldiers walked towards the door of the secret room and nearby secret passages to ensure the ceremony venue. Security: "Don’t resist it, you will fall asleep very quickly, but this is only a moment. When you wake up, your consciousness will enter one of the souls. I will rely on the ritual to experience the feelings of these souls, their Pain and emotion, and then, when you wake up, I can guide them to the right place."

"It sounds like I want to be a conductor to make you aware of the pain of those souls?"

This is familiar to Zelin. In the world of demon hunters, some dark magic will also produce the same effect. Under the city of Fjian, Geralt used a ritual to turn himself into a member of the battlefield of demon spirits. Find a way to end the mist of the demon spirit.

"Yes, exactly."

"No problem." Zelin nodded: "Let's get started."

Chapter 2712 The Past of Magda

At the moment when he inhaled the dust, Zelin couldn't help coughing heavily.

He sat on a stone chair with his hands on his forehead and his elbows on the table. Eyes were closed tightly, and the world around him seemed to start to spin. The spell Maitan had read slipped from his ears and turned into some inaudible whisper from afar. Soon, a strong sense of sleepiness came to his mind. He felt like a person who hadn't slept for a week, and even the cold stone slab under him was like a soft and comfortable bed.

Slowly lying on the table, Mai Tan's spell was completely unheard, Zelin quickly fell into a deep sleep.

The soreness caused by travel and fighting in the past few days has melted like ice and snow shining into the sun, his breathing is steady, and the muscles of his whole body are gradually loosening while relaxing.

Slap--

He was slapped on the back.

"...What?"

Zelin opened his eyes in a daze, his eyes almost stuck together.

He saw a ball of light in front of him, rubbed his eyes, the light gradually merged and turned into a burning candle.

"...It's really a good day, isn't it? I haven't seen so many wizards gathering together in a long time."

Zelin's gaze moved back, and he saw Yiping a wizard in a dark yellow robe standing beside him: "So, the rumors are true? The Lord of Abomination has really ruled Zakarum? The age of the Three Demon Gods is coming soon. Is it coming?"

"Of course."

Zelin's body said a low and hoarse voice, as if his throat had been burned: "The King Mephisto has controlled the city of Trivank, and the people of the Zakarum Council killed their pope by themselves. That faith The city of angels is now owned by hell. I am afraid that it will not be long before we can replace King Mephisto and rule Trivank, and even Kurast and the entire Kagestan!"

Gradually, Zelin recovered, and he remembered Mai Tan's words.

This was once a member of a certain wizarding society, and he was just repeating the scene before the soul died.

With the help of his possessed eyes, Zelin observes this secret room. Unlike the dilapidated and collapsed secret room, this secret room is now decorated with skulls pierced in thorns. A small marble fountain is located at the end of the secret room. An angel statue is holding a clay pot on the fountain. The bright red blood makes the statue weird and gloomy. The torches hung around the walls burned with light blue flames, and the walls were covered with various torture instruments, and wailing and crying came from other nearby rooms from time to time.

About ten wizards and witches stood in the room talking to each other and scanned the room. Finally, Zelin saw a woman who looked like Magda in the corner on the right side of the room. This woman was wearing a light purple low-cut evening gown. The hem of the dress was cut to the thigh position, and a short trench coat that would only be worn by wizards was put on the outside. Several brightly colored butterflies were flying up and down around her.

In front of Magda, there was another woman wearing a light purple low-cut dress. This woman wore a light blue headscarf on her forehead, and her headscarf hung over her shoulders. She just turned her back to Zelin, so that the demon hunter couldn't see her appearance. It was so far away that he could only vaguely hear Magda's words, and the other witch just nodded slightly in agreement.

"But I heard that the Paladins of the Hand of Zakarum started a rebellion? Those Paladins did not follow the orders of the Zakarum Council."

Turning his gaze to the other side, Zelin could only try to glimpse his eyes, looking at where Magda was.

"Their rebellion failed, Kroka." The wizard across from the stone table giggled, grinning, revealing a missing front tooth: "The King Mephisto destroyed them, and the remaining Paladins Fleeing like a frightened mouse. There is no doubt that it will not be long before we receive the call of King Mephisto. Before that, I have sent apprentices to track down the escaped Paladins. That King must be very Happy to see that the escaped bug was caught by us."

"Where did they escape, Pickel?" Zelin's body leaned forward, his voice eagerly: "Hurry up and tell us, you won't want to steal these credits alone, do you?"

"I know a countess in Canduras. As far as I know, a paladin who fled to Canduras may be looking for Leoric, but he is too late anyway, Leo Rick is dead and killed by the captain of his guard." The wizard stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked the chapped corner of his mouth: "For so many years, the Sakarum Church has been suppressing us, and now it is finally our turn to accept people. Worship and reverence, not those hypocritical crooks!"

"My colleagues, friends, and powerful wizards~"

Suddenly, a sharp voice appeared in the secret room.

Zelin saw a witch standing at one end of the long table, holding a goblet in her hand. Her robe had a low neckline, almost to the point where it could not be lowered. The neckline was decorated with golden silk thread and the belt was inlaid. Emerald, and various gold and silver ornaments hung on the edge of the skirt, making her walk, the skirt making a crisp sound like a wind chime: "Why don't we toast to this upcoming moment of victory? The devil is about to break the seal, and the age of our hiding underground is about to end. Let us toast the future of the Wizarding Society, how about? Magda, pour wine for all the great wizards."

Holding a clay jug, Magda walked over to a famous wizard and witch and poured wine for them like a servant. The wizards laughed and congratulated the leader witch. Someone patted Magda on the **** while she was pouring wine, not as if she were treating a witch, but as a maid in a cheap tavern.

With a pleasing smile on his face, Magda filled every wizard present with red wine before returning to the corner, putting down the clay pot, and sorting out some messy clothes.

There was a smell of blood in the air.

But Zelin didn't notice where the other witch who was talking to Magda had gone, she was not at the banquet.

"To the Devil God and the Wizarding Club, cheers."

The chief witch raised the cup, and the other wizards raised their glasses one after another.

They raised their heads and drank the red wine mixed with blood in the glass.

"Next." After the leader witch drank the wine, she wiped the corners of her mouth, her red lips became more gorgeous with blood: "I plan to use this oasis as a base to actively infiltrate Kartim. King Mephisto will soon It will control Kurast, and in the Western Continent, I got the news that Kanduras has fallen into chaos and has weakened the relationship among Western countries...erh."

Suddenly, the witch covered her throat and stepped back.

Afterwards, her eyes turned white and she fell backward, her head hit the ground with a bang, foaming at the mouth.

The wizard possessed by Zelin also clutched his stomach and slowly stood up. In the corner of his eyes, the wizards and witches present fell on the table one after another, or they just stood up and fell to the ground without taking two steps.

His gaze rolled, and when he stopped, he found that the possessed wizard was already lying on the ground, his calf was pressed by the collapsing chair, and his whole body convulsed constantly.

"...I don't know the effect of poison will be so good."

Zelin's eyes moved, the wizard was still alive, and he looked in the direction of the sound.

"...Megda!" The wizard tremblingly stretched out a finger: "Traitor, traitor!"