The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"You are, this is...Oh, well, I guessed it a long time ago." Otto had a light cough and cleared his throat: "I've seen a lot of things when I was adventurous. It’s performing, to deceive the chasing soldiers! Look at the panic I just showed, it’s very realistic, isn’t it? Otherwise, they will really catch up!"

"Yeah, very realistic." Zelin chuckled slightly: "Be careful, we are going to fall into the canopy."

Thanks to the light weight of goblins, both goblins and dwarfs are like this, so Zelin could consider this trick. Otherwise, the parachute cannot carry the weight of two adults.

In the distance, the morning sun is still hiding behind the mountains, but it has already revealed a glimmer of light, announcing the arrival of dawn.

Zelin controlled the direction of the parachute, avoiding the sharp branches. Unfortunately, they ended up hanging on a tree.

"Can you climb trees?"

Zelin asked Otto.

"Of course." Otto's hands let go, followed a branch, and slowly moved towards the trunk: "Actually, I am very good at this. When chased by a cheetah, a crocodile or a huge poisonous scorpion, the safest The way is to find a nearby tree to climb up. Don't laugh! This is the advice of the old adventurer. I can tell you that life is more important than face... Do you need my help?"

"No need, wait for me below, I will put the parachute away first."

Zelin cut the tiny branches with a knife and carefully gathered the parachute.

He had agreed with Hisalie before that once she was lost when entering the Un'Goro Crater, she would take Safu to the hot spring near the south of the valley to wait for Zelin. It is one of the landmark attractions of Un'Goro Crater. The proximity to the volcano has created a huge area of ​​natural hot springs, steaming and bubbling all day long.

Otterdo climbed down the banyan tree smoothly and returned to the ground.

The next plan went much smoother. Now, after Zelin is familiar with the road, with the help of Xisali, he can return to Gadgetzan in just one day and one night. Previously, he did not ride the ghost horse because he was worried that Otto would think he was an undead. According to his understanding, the various races of Azeroth did not seem to be so friendly to undead creatures. As a tribe, Yamily rarely shares topics with Altea when she talks about the undead.

But now, he can ride the horse until he gets close to Gadgetzan before stopping.

The chicks were chirping among the treetops, the blood petals were moving in groups, and the huge and old thunder lizard stepped on the ground, making a dull vibration.

Suddenly, the movement in Zelin's hand paused.

He raised his head and looked west across the gap between the branches.

The bushes made a pattering sound.

"Find a place to hide, Otto!"

Standing under the tree, the goblin who looked up at Zelin was stunned for a moment: "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly!"

Zelin grabbed the branch, kept his balance like an acrobat, and ran to the trunk: "I heard footsteps, someone is leaning..."

Bang!

A gunshot sounded. The dead leaves fell.

Otto opened his eyes wide and looked at the blood marks gradually spreading on his chest in surprise.

The bushes behind him suddenly separated, and Ricketts was holding a smoking gun in his hand, and looked at Otto who was hit with pride: "I told you, you can't run away! For my bonus, you Must die!"

Zelin slid down the tree trunk. When he was still four meters from the ground, he kicked and jumped over with strength. He turned around in mid-air, and stretched his right hand to the holster fixed on his left arm.

Ricketts threw away the rifle and grabbed the shoulder of a mercenary next to him. The mercenary was still pulling the parachute on his body and was busy cutting the rope. When he was caught, he raised his head strangely and froze for a moment.

"Thank you for the musket you lent me." Ricketts caught him in front of him.

A dagger stabbed the mercenary in the chest.

"Thank you again for your dedication to leadership."

Ricketts raised his leg and kicked the mercenary who was so shocked that he couldn't speak into the mud pool in front of him.

Zelin drew out the ebony blade and threw out two more throwing knives, which hit a banana fan. After Ricketts hid in the tree, only his shout came.

"Do you think that only you have a parachute? Bastard! We do, haha!" He said sharply, excited about the upcoming successful capture: "Kill him! I will give you an extra bonus of ten gold coins!"

This time, Zelin was not angry, but laughed out.

The mercenaries raised their muskets and aimed at Zelin.

"Do you think that only you have gold? Damn you, I have too." Zelin glanced over the mercenary indifferently: "Kill him, I will give you one hundred gold coins!"

"...What?" Ricketts' voice appeared flustered first, and then laughed: "Don't believe him, he is just a pauper! Remember, you are employees of the Bilgewater Chaebol, and you must be loyal!"

Ricketts' heart was suddenly startled.

He knew exactly what the virtues of these **** mercenaries were. As long as the price is sufficient, they will do anything. The Bilgewater Chaebol controlled them not by loyalty, but by real gold.

Zelin heard the sound of the mercenary inhaling, so he decided to add another weight.

"Prepaid."

Zelin's voice was very soft, but it was like a thunder in the sky, and it suppressed all the sounds in the ears of the goblin.

A money bag fell on the ground, and the mouth of the bag was loosened to reveal the gold inside, which were gold coins exuding alluring luster.

The goblins looked at each other and seemed to be still hesitating, but they had already put down their guns and stopped aiming at Zelin.

"He is a spy!" Ricketts shouted in his throat: "If you help him, the Prince of Trade will not let you go!"

Zelin walked to Otto's side and didn't go to see these goblins again. There was a muzzle on Otto's chest, and blood ran down the corner of his mouth. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but it only caused a violent cough. Seeing Zelin, he slowly raised his hand and held the palm of the demon hunter.

"Two hundred." Zelin said coldly: "The first person to shoot gets another fifty gold coins."

Chapter 2980 The End of the Era

The answer is beyond doubt.

A series of gunshots continued to reverberate in the rain forest, and the mercenaries rushed to shoot, for fear of being accused of not firing and not getting the reward.

Zelin didn't go to see them again, he didn't care.

"Hold on, Otto!" Zelin reached out and touched the package, groping around indiscriminately, knocking several bottles crooked: "A little injury, for an old adventurer like you, it must be nothing, right? "

Passing through Kalimdor will definitely use the Alliance portal. This will expose his whereabouts and let the league know what he is doing. This will cause him a lot of trouble, and perhaps many plans will fail because of this.

He doesn't care.

"I, I'm going to die soon." The goblin gasped, trying to open his eyes, but the heavy eyelids overflowed unstoppably: "So cold...Is this death, I...Tenny never told me I've been..."

"Hold on, you're okay... you see, I can do many things, including saving you."

Zelin used all his strength to inject the magic of chaos into the telescope. How much he wished he had drunk the potion just now, so that he could inject his power to the extent of driving the telescope faster.

"I know my situation. Oh... **** it, cough cough cough! Catan must laugh at me, I was fucking... by such a villain." Otto's pale face forced one out. Smiling, looking at the sky leisurely: "Bring this, this, to Tenni...Tell her, I'm sorry, I'm going to break my oath..."

Zelin knew who Tenni was.

"I don't agree." He shook his head vigorously: "You have to give the things to Sfatney yourself! I am a werewolf, you know, I have a deep hatred for the forsaken, and our princess is going to kill them all."