The Journey of the Demon Hunter

But when Zelin rode into the swamp, he found that someone was waiting for him here.

Ten people.

Zelin pulled the reins lightly, allowing the horses to take full steps. The nearby swamp is full of dead branches, and there is only a winding road through the swamp. The eyes of the demon hunter looked around quietly. Few people set foot on this swamp. The villagers nearby would only leave the Baihu area through the only road and go to nearby towns. There are some stone-carved braziers on both sides of the road. The edges and corners of the braziers are rounded by the wind and sun.

Zelin noticed that some of the soil near the brazier had been turned over. The color of the soil was obviously different from that of other places. It was covered with a layer of weeds, as if some animals were passing by.

Animals? Winter? In the swamp?

These people are clever in concealment, but they should learn the habits of animals and what's in the swamp.

He rode a horse slowly, putting one hand on the hilt of the sword.

At this time, with a bang, a figure suddenly appeared in the nearby swamp. His whole body was covered with mud and weeds in the swamp. He jumped up and rushed at the demon hunter riding on the horse. Come here. Zelin turned his back and quickly swung his sword. The mud-covered ambusher rushed past Zelin and fell into the swamp on the other side. The blood spread from the muddy pool.

Then several mud men jumped out of the swamp. Their expected ambush was unsuccessful. One man bowed like a wolf and leaped from the left side of the horse. A machete appeared in his hand, wanting Cut off the horse's leg and let the rider on it fall by himself. They were obviously worried that the ambushed escaped on horseback, but they were wrong, Zelin didn't want to escape at all.

Rape's front legs stood upright, and suddenly kicked the assailant's face holding a machete. The assailant groaned, and fell to the ground, covering his face, blood flowing unstoppable from the gap between his fingers. At this time, Zelin swung his sword to his right hand. The attacker who attacked from the right raised his sword and prepared to block it, but the black blade in the hand of the demon hunter was not anything he had seen before. A weapon made of metal, the ebony blade cut off his machete and carried his head together.

The remaining assailant raised the crossbow in his hand and shot an arrow at Zelin. The arrow slammed into the Kunen's seal in front of the demon hunter, bounced back into the air and turned a few times, and fell into the vicinity with a thump. In the swamp waterhole. Upon seeing this, he slammed the crossbow back at the demon hunter and turned around to escape. Hearing the sound of horse hooves chasing from behind, he left and gave up the trail and jumped into the deadwood forest in the swamp, wanting to rely on the dense branches to block the demon hunter. But just as his movements slowed down, a faint white light enveloped his head, making him slightly stunned. When he came back to his senses, he heard only the whistling sound of blades passing by in his ears.

Zelin shook the blade. The ebony blade never got blood or rusted because of blood stains, but he was still used to throwing the blade after the battle. He got off his horse and fumbled on the assailant. Apart from a few Francis gold coins and Mark silver coins, there are also a few daggers and hidden weapons, and a bounty contract wrapped in greased paper.

The assailant who was kicked to the ground by a horse tried to get up. His nose was kicked off, his eyes were purple and his face was bloody. Seeing the figure of the demon hunter approaching him, he quickly raised his hand, struggling to retreat.

"You got a chance to survive." Zelin walked to him and "tell me." He held up the bounty contract he found on another corpse. "Who let you come?"

"Those... those bitch-bred bastards." The killer vomited blood and had a broken tooth. "They didn't say that the target was a demon hunter... No wonder they offered such a high price..."

"If you struggle less, you will be more comfortable."

"No, I tell you, they will kill me too... but I won't tell you, you will definitely kill me here, right?" He wiped the blood that kept flowing from his nose. "Merchants Union ...Someone contacted us through the merchants’ union, the Nilfgard Assassin’s Guild."

Chapter 827 Before the End

Assassin's Guild, Zelin recalled the name when he heard the name, but he did not remember that he had heard of this guild. However, various guilds in the empire have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, some of them are as powerful as merchants’ unions, and some are just little-known guilds. Perhaps because the assassins need to remain anonymous, most people have not heard of them.

"Any other ambushes?"

"Do you think I would know?" The killer cocked his mouth in pain. "I said there are a hundred people in ambush in front of you. Would you believe it? No one knows the actions of others, so no one will leak the secret."

Zelin snorted, he turned back to the horse, and turned on the horse. "I won't kill you, as long as you live out of this swamp alive."

The blood flowing out of the corpse is spreading along the water in the swamp. The air and water will soon bring the smell of the corpse to the scavengers in the swamp. It will not take long for those water ghosts and blood leeches. And the ghoul will follow the smell to find it.

The killer cursed in a low voice, got up and fled out of the swamp staggeringly.

A short distance across the swamp is a place called the Unicorn Village. It is said that in the past the statues worshiping unicorns in this village were one made of gold, one made of silver, one made of copper, and one unicorn made of straw. These creatures used to be regarded as sacred incarnations, but then people no longer believe in these ancient traditions. First, unicorns made of gold were stolen in the dark, and then unicorns made of silver were installed in the previous village. Taking it away in the carriage, the villagers in the back took apart the copper unicorn, and in the end only one unicorn made of straw remained on the altar.

The village is very wealthy. The earth and stone walls protect the entire village safely. A heavy metal gate in the wall keeps everything threatening the village out.

Nowadays, there are very few people in the village. Most people go to the nearby woodland to check the prey of the trap, or have already left the village and go to work in the nearby town. The door was open, and Zelin urged the horse to walk in, facing the small temple in the center of the village.

In the middle of the temple, a man was stepping on an armchair, holding a shiny Franconian coin in his hand. The coin was thrown from his hand, then caught in the air, and then thrown again. . The man in a simple leather jacket was leaning against a sword, a polished sword. He saw someone coming in on horseback. He raised his face that looked like he had been carved on the stone by a carving knife, and the corner of his mouth was outlined with a cruel angle.

"Finally someone has come, before my patience is exhausted by this place where this **** is all shit." The man like a ghoul stuffed gold coins into his pocket. Welcoming a demon hunter, eh? A great savior? Or a superman who wants to break the rules?"

"Where is she?"

Zelin got off his horse and loosened the reins. The horse stopped at the gate of the village. The demon hunter walked in directly, pulling out his ebony blade as he walked.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm no different from you. I just want to make some money. For me, I think it's time to retire. Just sit in the yard and look at the pigeons every day. Every death The head of the rat gang means one hundred frans to me.” Berhart picked up his sword. “I’ve been thinking that the princess of Sintra is still a little demon hunter, maybe it’s The bride of the future emperor, some people want her to live, some people want her to die, immediately, without hesitation, without mercy, let her die silently and silently in the countryside where no one knows, and she is willing to provide a thousand for this. Fran."

"Where is she!?"

Zelin stood at the entrance of the temple, the straw unicorn on the altar tilted slightly.

"I've been thinking about who will find this hot potato first. Shit! This thing is too dangerous for me. It seems that I must give up this little princess, this little demon hunter, and this dog. Shit should have brought me the pension!" Berhart said to himself as he raised his sword.

Zelin also raised his sword.

"I don't want to ask a third time."

"When the money I got turned into a hot soldering iron, I was very angry, so I took a little revenge." Burhart took three steps forward. "I tied her to her black horse and then stroked He opened her neck and stabbed a sword at the horse's ass. Oh, that horse is really a good horse. It runs so fast that you can’t see its legs. Yes, if you came over half an hour ago, You can still see how spectacular the scene is."

Ze Lin's eyes glanced to the other side, a clear blood trail followed the gap in the wall on the other side of the village, and disappeared in the direction of the swamp in the Baihu District along with the horseshoe print.

"Damn it!"

The demon hunter just took two steps to the other side, and the bounty hunter also moved sideways.

"I won't let the chance of getting a new collection just slip away like this." Burhart leaned against the door rail of the temple, spitting, he moved his shoulders, and his short leather jacket creaked. , And then slowly put on a pair of elk leather gloves, "Someone wants to spend money to buy your head, just like someone hired me to kill other demon hunters in the past. That girl is dead, I'm in her face There is a wound on her neck. She will be choked to death by the blood that she shed, and then found by the wolves. Ants and bugs will solve the remaining troubles, and finally leave a skull and a pelvis in the valley?"

Zelin didn't talk nonsense with the bounty hunter.

He whistled, and the horses at the door ran over immediately. Berhart swung his sword closer, and the demon hunter raised his hand with a sharp Alder, and the burst of air swept towards the bounty hunter with the cold light blue. Burhart seemed to be sliding on the ice, almost flatly avoiding the French seal attack. Fayin hit the timber shed near the temple, and the roof fell down, hitting the triangle pile of logs underneath. Several logs rolled out from the crushed shanty roof and rolled down the slope.

Zelin wanted to pick up another Axian seal, but Berhart disappeared cunningly.

Dense footsteps sounded outside the village, and a group of mercenaries were rushing towards the village. Zelin glanced at the place where Berhart disappeared, and then at the blood stain left by Xili, he urged to dismount, and chased in the direction of the blood stain. The horse jumped over the pile of fallen stones near the destroyed fence. Not long after the demon hunter left, a group of mercenaries, led by Stephen Skellen, broke into the Unicorn Village.

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ps: Suddenly four changes today...

Chapter 828 The Sting of Thorns

"Burhart, where is your old dog?!"

Stephen Skellen, his team and mercenaries immediately surrounded and took over the entire village. The people in the village who had been scared by Berhart to hide in their houses were found by mercenaries, and they were all driven out. However, compared with before, Skellen's team has one more person. Warlock Rains was **** with five flowers. After the mercenaries had completely cleaned up the village, he was thrown into a warehouse near the temple that had not collapsed.

"What a shit! How did you find me so quickly?"

"Hovennagel asked his servant to tell me the news when he refused me. You went to a dentist, and I went there too. Where is the girl, or where is the girl's body?!"

"You are late, the officer dealing with the corpse." Berhart appeared from behind the dumped shanty on the other side and sipped. "He is a magic hunter. I have fought with one of them before, shit. ! This hot potato is about to turn into a red-hot soldering iron!"

The bounty hunter and the royal coroner walked into a house, which should be the village chief’s house. Skellen’s team members followed him, dragged Rains, tied him to the wooden chair in the house, and prepared to be interrogated according to Skellen’s orders. Him. The spy tried to follow them on the road, but the crappy warlock obviously didn't know how to conceal his thoughts. He was quickly discovered by the psionicist Kenna, and then **** after a brutal beating. The mercenaries set up camps and guard posts in the village to prevent them from being attacked.

"What demon hunter? I know you have some personal grievances with a demon hunter, but don't be confused. I don't want our plan to be flooded because of a little personal grievance." Skellen said loudly while standing in the house. After arriving at the bounty hunter, his mood worsened.

"That little princess had been trained as a demon hunter in the north, and now those **** mutants are coming to her! They are riding horses to find the missing little freak!"

"Enough!"

Skellen interrupted Berhart and waved to the other players.

"Ms. Cerberney, haven't you been able to read this warlock's thinking?"

"His thinking is very confused, sir, the magic in his body disturbs a lot of things, I need time." The psionicist saluted the chief.