The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Sister, come here quickly."

Zelin looked back, and saw that the young Yusevka, who was lying on the bed, was looking out through the crack in the door of the house. Facing the gaze of the demon hunter, young Yusevka looked at each other unceremoniously.

He smiled in his heart, Ze Lin let go, "Go, your sister is still waiting for you."

"Well, let's talk later." Yusefka nodded and walked to his sister's room.

Zelin turned and walked up to the third floor. He had to pack up the things he needed next. The portal would open tonight, and then he was about to face a new world.

Chapter 688 The Great Lake

Gray.

A color that fits the town of Long Lake in particular.

The gray houses, the eaves with gray tiles, the edges and corners outlined. The wood wetted by the lake water has already shown a kind of aging dark gray, and the dust on the splashing water planks is mixed together, and it has been attached to the house for many years, making the original luster of the wood has long lost its previous luster. It is the best wood. The peculiar pale white, mixed with a little imperceptible gray-brown.

Sometimes, the days are also gray. The lead cloud is low, the rain is continuous, and the electric light that runs through the clouds from time to time can not break this depressing color.

There is still a small amount of time, and life will turn into pale and cold snow. It hangs down at the corners of the eaves, or spreads over the top of the house, floating on the lakeside outside Changhu Town.

But most of the time, gray occupies the main position. Life is always so hard. Only when looking at the distant forest or the uninhabited plain, leaving only ruins and legends, will someone think of their past life. But with the passage of time, those days are now only left in people's memories and chats.

Bud patted the gray cotton coat on his body and the brown coat draped outside. The boat in his hand gently pushed to the dock of Changhu Town, and the canoe gently left the dock and drifted slowly towards the big lake.

Who else would think of the gold that only exists in memory? When the disaster has not yet occurred, when the disaster has not yet fallen from the sky. There are also ships on the river, full of armed warriors and gold time, those merchants are in an endless stream, people's pockets are filled with gold and jewels, enjoying the days of a prosperous and happy life. The craftsmen of the dwarven kingdom made the most wonderful jewelry and equipment. In order to purchase dwarf products, merchants continued to purchase dwarf products, and the valley city under the mountain became the most prosperous trading city here.

Looking at the town of Changhu that is getting smaller and smaller in sight, the commoner is simple and there are some signs of stitching on it. Rough needlework can only be done by men who don't know how to needle and thread. Women in Changhu Town are very good at this. But even so, the commoner is very warm, both physically and mentally. Bud looked at the mountains in the distance. The spire of the lone mountain was hidden in the snow for many years.

No one will recall the golden age anymore, because it is always inevitable to avoid another color.

Red, that is the color of fire, is the color of blood.

The evil dragon --- Smaug.

The innumerable treasures and gold attracted the evil dragon. The dragon looked like a strong wind coming from the north, and the pine trees and valley seemed to tremble and cry for it. Bud's ancestors experienced that disaster, he did not, but looking at the snow-covered top of the lonely mountain in the distance, who would have thought that there is now a giant dragon hovering in the mountain, accompanied by the gold he robbed. The dragon descended from the sky, it breathed flames, burned forests and towns, rivers turned into steam, and valleys were shrouded in mist.

The dragon first attacked the valley city where humans live, and then rushed into the kingdom of dwarves in Lone Mountain. Whether it is a human or a dwarf, they are helpless in front of the dragon. Its flames can melt metal, and how brave warriors look so vulnerable in front of Smaug. As a result, there are only rumors of the powerful dragon being circulated among people, and no one can face this ancient monster directly.

People died or fled. The dragon took all the gold and killed all those who dared to fight against him. People could only drag their horrified and exhausted bodies to avoid the place where the dragon was and the destroyed river valley city under the mountain, and to the nearby. In the Great Lakes, a new town was established, which is now Changhu Town.

This is the lake town where Bud now lives. But no one can go back to the place occupied by the dragon. The entire wasteland has not been abandoned. Today, that uninhabited area is called the Smaug Wasteland. The evil dragon is entrenched in the mountain, guarding the treasure it has stolen. People can only hope that it will sleep forever and never wake up again. The legendary treasure of the dwarf kingdom in the lonely mountain followed by the shadow of the evil dragon and turned into a treasure that only exists in songs.

The town of Long Lake gradually disappeared from Bud's sight, throwing away those memories of the ancient life, and he started a new day of life. The children in the family are still waiting for him to return, and the burden of family life lies on his shoulders. He is called an archer because of his bow and the arrows in his quiver. He is good at these. Of course, his official job is a cargo tug.

The forest outside was inhabited by the elves of the Woodland Kingdom. Smaug did not attack them, the forest was not burned down, and trade with the elves was the key to the survival of Long Lake Town, and the beasts that could be found on the edge of the forest allowed Bud's skills to be used.

The big lake is very vast. The water of the Junlin River passes through the forest, and the rapids knocks white foam on the rocks, and finally merges into the lake.

When the barge drifted to half the distance, Bud's sight showed several dilapidated stone pillars, standing alone on the water. The water surface will submerge them all soon, not too long, just wait until the tide is high. These stone pillars are the ruins of River Valley Town in the past. When the water of the lake gradually drops in the dry season, the remains of the stone pillars will show a little top, which makes them look like poor people who are about to drown. There is no rescue at all.

Most humans no longer remember these ruins. Only a few people still remember in their ballads about the wealth of the dwarf king Thor, about the prosperity of River Valley City, and the warning about cursed treasures. Few people remember, but Bud is one of the few.

In any case, life will continue and life will continue. People have long been accustomed to today's life, who would want to go back to the prosperous days of the past? Who can fight the ancient dragon? No one, no one can do it. Only a few old people still remember those old prophecies. The descendants of the King of Dwarves and the heirs of the Turin family will return here. With the return of the dwarves, gold will flow out of the mountains again, and the earth will be shrouded in laughter and laughter again. In the shadow of the evil dragon.

But these beautiful predictions are of no help to people's miserable lives.

Bud looked at the ruins. As usual, he was very familiar with the place. He supported the boat and let the boat swim like a dexterous snake among the exposed stone pillars, carefully avoiding any water surface or hiding under the water. , But it can make a cracked dark stone at the bottom of the ship. He knows here in particular, knows this lake and any pier and port in Changhu Town.

Nothing has changed. Such days have been repeated for many years. Sunrise and sunset, the tide ebbs and flows.

But this time, Bud noticed a slight difference among the common ruins, which seemed to be artificial traces. Bud squinted his eyes and looked there, then he turned the bow of the boat and drove to the other side of the submerged ruins.

Chapter 689 Archer

In the morning, mist appeared on the Great Lake, and ruins of various shapes gradually emerged in the mist. There are still many moss and water plants hanging on the stone pillars when the tide is low. The stone pillars originally carved from marble are dyed into patches of dark green. Only in a few places can you see the gray rocks underneath that were soaked in water. The statue whose face was blurred by the running water was in the mist, looking down at this slowly tried barge.

Looking at the ruins in the lake, some places can still distinguish the appearance of the past. On the high platform beside the stone pillar, the drooping water plants swayed back and forth with the swaying lake below. From time to time, waves splashing from the lake hit it, so that the rare ruins that could see through the water were once again covered under the water. In the past, these places may have been tourist platforms full of flowers and vines. When the sun is shining, people will come here to enjoy the beautiful scenery. It's a pity that now only these broken walls soaked in the lake water remind people of the past.

Soon, Bud heard the sound again, the sound of someone stepping on the broken platforms. He took off the bow and arrow behind him, and there was a layer of wax on the bowstring to ensure that it would not be damaged by moisture.

Before long, a ray of fire suddenly lit up in the fog. A small flame was looming in the white fog. Bud propped up the boat and crossed the ruined water surface. The light of the fire became more and more obvious. In the end, under the fire, he saw a stranger he had never seen before.

Zelin felt that his condition was terrible.

Once again, the portal opened to a place he didn't like. It does not refer to the world, but the location where the portal opens. Although it is said that washing your face with cold water when dizzy and dizzy can make people feel more energetic, no matter when you throw people directly into the cold lake water, it is not an enjoyable thing. The surface of the lake was foggy, and sometimes the broken ice floating on it could be seen, which made the demon hunter start thinking about where he came. Similar to the climate of Skyrim? Or is it similar to the archipelago of Skellig? There are many similarities in the customs of the two, and the incomplete architectural remains under the water also indicate that he has come to a world of intelligent creatures.

As long as it's not in Losric's situation.

The killer whale potion allowed him to last longer in the water than other humans. He surveyed the underwater ruins briefly and determined that these ruins were sunk under the water due to some catastrophic reasons, instead of coming to a place by himself. In the world of aquatic animals. When the elves talked to him about another world in the past, he mentioned that the creatures in some worlds live in poisonous gas, and the creatures in some worlds are all like murlocs. If it is such a world, Zelin naturally has no need to stay. It is impossible for the creatures to go into their world. These creatures will die because of lack of water and the air needed for life.

It didn't take long before he found a ruin of a building that extended beyond the water. It used to be an observation deck or a sightseeing platform, but according to the cracks on the edge of the building, it can be judged that the building was subjected to a lot of external force when it was destroyed. The marble sculpture was cut off by the lazy waist, with jagged cracks. Like monster teeth. The town suffered a terrible attack, an army equipped with siege equipment, or an extremely powerful monster.

The weather is very cold, and the world seems to have entered the early winter. It may also be a problem in this area. Throw away the water weeds that are drooping on your hair and shoulders, and put the cloth bag soaked in water under your feet. Learning from the previous experience, he made a new bag with canvas, but even so, the demon hunter can't expect everything inside to dry as before, but this will definitely help him rescue most of the materials and props.

He squatted down, opened his backpack and started counting the contents. Fortunately, with his past experience, he wrapped waterproof oily paper on the materials that are prone to damp and failure, especially saltpeter and magic bombs. Those herbs are not a problem. If the lake water is non-toxic and harmless, the food that is soaked and wetted by the water should be edible, but the taste may be much worse. The only trouble is the potion bottles. In order to prevent them from being damaged by the impact, Zelin put a lot of straw in the package. Now these straws are stuck to the bottles, he must find a place to clean them.

Zelin snapped his fingers, and the flames of Igni's Seal came out. It was wet and cold, not suitable for fire. He felt that he had better find a ground, dry place as soon as possible. Staying here for too long, he doesn't know if he will get moldy. Or, be submerged when the lake rises.

But the demon hunter was very lucky, and after a while, he heard the sound of the boat crossing the water. A barge gradually emerged from the fog, a simple boat, without shacks and trucks, like a cargo ship transformed from a fishing boat, with a sail that is not tall enough in the middle of the boat, and there is still a light yellow canvas on it. A lot of oily stains, not to mention the fishy smell coming on the face, although it was mixed with a little oak smell, it was almost covered by the fishy smell.

The punting man has jet-black hair, combed back neatly, revealing a wider forehead, and the slightly curly ends of the hair on both sides are draped over his shoulders. He was standing on the boat with a bow in his hand, looking at the demon hunter standing on the ruins with water dripping on his body. His arrow rests on the string of the arrow. Although it is not pulled away, his appearance shows that he is confident that he can shoot the arrow wherever he wants to hit in the next second.

"If I were you, I advise you not to act rashly, otherwise I will shoot you."

The archer's eyes fixed on the hilt of the sword sticking out from behind Zelin.

"Of course, of course." Zelin's eyes looked at the opponent calmly. "If this is not a forbidden or holy place." He pointed to the ship board under the opponent's feet. "Maybe you can carry me out? It's cold and cold here. Wet. If there is a boat board, I don’t want to go back to the water and swim to the shore. Are you a resident of this neighborhood? Are you going to fish? Or are you going to ship goods? What is your name?"

When you meet a stranger, it's best to start asking yourself. It is better to put the initiative in your own hands than to be asked by the other party. It was not a good beginning to encounter the wisdom of this world when he came up. He didn't have much time to understand the world.

"You can tell me where you are from first." The man in front of me obviously doesn't eat this set. He is smarter. "I'm Bud, how about you?"

"Zelin, an unlucky guy who stumbled into the water."

The 690th chapter dense forest river

"I don't know where you came from, but you are definitely not an ordinary traveler."

Zelin threw the wet cloth bag onto the deck, and the solvent and spirit bottles inside collided with each other and clinked. The boots stepped on the boat, and the boat shook slightly. There is nothing on board and the draft is very shallow. Bud's first impression of Zelin was not very good. It might be that anyone would not feel very comfortable when he came up and was pointed at by a bow and arrow.

"It's not safe on the road."

Zelin took a breath and looked at the ruins of the lake that were drifting away. He stretched out his hand to wipe off the drops of water on his forehead. Needless to say, there are humans in this world, and they don’t look much different from humans seen in other worlds. This is good news. Being able to meet exactly the same people will make the rest of life much easier. The life of this man who calls himself Budd should not be very good, not only in crude clothes, but also in the work he is doing.

"Are you coming from the south? Gondor? Did you go through the dense forest?"

The boat slowly drove towards the other side. Zelin hoped to find a place to warm up and dry his body, but Bud needed to finish his job. But in any case, he is a good man, willing to help Zelin and take him to the bank of the river. Bud's job also happened to go to the mouth of the Milin River on the other side of the lake.