The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"Mr. Berhart, if you don’t have the help of a warlock, you will be affected by the demon hunter, and then be cut off by him when you are distracted. And I will use magic to help you. I am more than a demon hunter. Being proficient in spiritual magic, the situation will be reversed. The one who wins when the enemy is distracted will be you. Without me, the one who wins will become the demon hunter."

"What a shit, **** magic!" Burhart threw the leftover chicken bones to the ground and sipped. "When did these mutants become so strong? Is it because the mutants in the north are special? "

"They formed an academy-centered group in the north, and those mutants who joined the academy were obviously stronger than the other mutants." Skellen explained, "just before the Coup in Sinide, the Imperial Intelligence Service labeled them as A new northern religious group, but this is not important, they have no power in the south."

"Except for Towsonte." Rains interjected. "Duke Anna relied on her relationship with the emperor, and walked very close to many people in the north, as well as the elven queen with pointed ears." Rains thought of being in Sunny. The scene where Tokushima is lifted up like a doll can't help but increase his voice.

"These dictatorial guys won’t be arrogant for long. Whether it’s Enhill or his cousin, the Duchess Anna, as long as we succeed, they will be tried! But I don’t know that the princess of Sintra has received the Mutant Order in the north. Training, damn, if I find some information about this, I will bring more people over.” Skellen didn’t care about Rains’ words, and continued, “My team members will be able to find them soon. Let’s go to Dundal Village first. , We have a lot of soldiers, we can ensure that they will never escape."

"The northerners are superstitious about fate, but that's shit!" Berhart drank water and rinsed his mouth. "Their fate is worthless under my sword!"

"We set off, we must stop them in Baihu District!" Rains urged, "The master is already waiting impatiently."

In Dundal Village, Zelin looked at Xili who walked out of the tavern after the battle, and nodded to her. There were three bodies lying in the tavern. These so-called search crews were robbers who blocked the road not long ago, and Skellen recruited them with the news of an amnesty. These guys occupy the tavern and are planning to burn a house or two to celebrate the New Year in the evening. Of course, humans are nothing but the New Year of the elves, but people always like to find a good reason. Xili didn't want Zelin to intervene in her battle. She wanted to stand up again and knock down the enemies one by one.

"How do you feel?"

Zelin asked Hiri.

"I... I don't know." Hiri sighed. "I feel very relaxed, but those people... I saved them. I don't understand. Why are they afraid of me?"

"Because you killed those search teams here, Skellen's soldiers will soon surround the village. We are gone, but those soldiers may vent their anger against the local villagers." Zelin calmly told Xili the reason, "And the sword In your hands, you can kill bad people, and they believe you can kill them too. Because all people die, if you kill a hideous demon, they won't have any heart palpitations."

"But... do you think I did something wrong? The villagers were implicated in harm?" Xili exchanged shares, and three wicked men died, but the other villagers did not show a relaxed expression. "What should I do? You have already done one. You have been a demon hunter for a hundred years, what would you do if it were you?"

"I already told you." Zelin spread his hands. "When you started, I asked a villager to go to Unicorn Village to tell the soldiers of Skellen and tell them that two demon hunters killed in the village. His search team, so that Skellen would not treat the villagers as our accomplices, but someone who could give him enough information. He would ask them about our whereabouts and whereabouts. I asked these villagers to tell them where we were going next. Place, so that no innocent people will be injured. At the end of everything, when the villagers recalled this for some time in the past, they would thank us for killing the wicked, instead of dragging them into the whirlpool."

"I, I really didn't think of this..." Xili sighed again, "Why is it so troublesome."

"The line between good and evil is very blurred, Xili, you have to learn and adapt to this." Zelin patted her on the shoulder. "But we still hold the sword. Do you know why this is, Xili? Because we know how. After swinging the sword, wipe the blood off the sword."

"Is this a suggestion?"

"No, this is not a suggestion." Zelin shook his head. "I only have one suggestion for you, young Xili, remember that when you need to swing a sword, don't hesitate, don't smooth you out because of some sophisticated thoughts. You should have the spirit. After you meet Geralt, as you grow up, you can learn more from him, but not now."

Zelin rolled over and rode on his horse, and Hilly also rode on the Kelpies.

"Let's go, the bait has been sown, and it is time to wait for the prey to be hooked."

"I understand." Xili nodded, made a sword throw, and then retracted the goblin's sword into the scabbard again.

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ps: There is a piece of news that everyone should know. The American Netflix company that produced the American drama "House of Cards" announced that they are producing an American drama based on the plot of the original novel by the Demon Hunter. It is gratifying.

Chapter 835: Baihu District

What a terrible weather.

On the day after Sophie's Day, Frost and Fengxue were like crept thieves, breaking into everyone's lives before everyone could react. The cry of the cold wind became the only sound that exists between the world and the earth. Large and small lakes in the Baihu District have frozen, as if to welcome the dominance of winter.

"If the farmers are right, they should be here."

Skellen looked at the frost-covered lake, he sighed, and a cloud of white mist formed in front of him.

Rains shook the silver metal box again, cursing, and then smashed it with his fist a few times, but there was no more Wigwarts sound from the metal box.

"This bargain is broken." Berhart said coldly. "Nonsense magic." The bounty hunter cut a wound on Hilly's neck and tied her to the running horse. Skellen and Rains Ridiculed for a long time.

"Impossible, the master must have something else." Rains took back the small metal box. There were forty people in this line. They all rode horses, mercenaries and Skullen players, and were pardoned. The search team enlisted. The horses snorted, and white mist kept in front of them. The mist began to spread. The wind and snow stopped, and the winter mist reunited like water under the ice below. Skellen looked at the psychic Kenna's. The expression and the fog made him invisible to the faces of the people behind the team. He could only see the expressions of people nearby. He didn't like this expression.

Just like Kenna didn't like his expression either.

The psionicist slightly covered the tip of his nose and wiped a drop of blood from his nostril.

This is the best time to leave it alone. She looked at the people nearby with different expressions. Everyone was thinking about ghosts. Skellen was considering whether they suddenly lost contact with Wigwarts and whether the mage was betraying them for more dangerous and greater benefits. Rains was worried about whether Skellen would order the soldiers to kill Xili, present Xili to the emperor, or kill Xili directly to carry out his crazy and unrealistic fantasy when they caught Xili. As for Berhart, this **** will do anything for money, he only cares how much money he can get.

They didn't know how to find Nelartine who was hiding in the team, and no one knew where Nelartine died, but the spy did not give out the news that the psionicist already knew about their rebellion plan. But who knows, when the fate of death will find his own head.

Everyone can only die once. Kenna calmly looked at the people nearby. But I will not be hanged.

The mist was thick as cream, and when Skellen at the front raised his hand, the group noticed that they had reached the range of Tarn Mira Lake. Thick fog floats on the lake, and the fog changes into different appearances under the caress of the cold wind. The lake surface presents a deep white color, echoing the layer of thin snow accumulated on it, and the white ice layer.

"We must surround this lake." Rains proposed. "We can't let them run away."

"There are footprints on the snow, as well as horseshoe marks." The Skellen team member who is said to be able to track fish in the water said. "They are already on the ice. They should be in front."

"This must be the monster left from the days of Sophie." A mercenary murmured below, "All evil spirits will leave their lair, fairy legend..."

"Shut up!" Skellen waved his arms irritably. "Everyone spreads out and advances in a fan formation, don't care about any ghosts, we are going to kill them in the stone ruins at the end of the lake! Leave the horses by the lake, Hurry up!"

A group of mercenaries reluctantly dispersed in accordance with Skallen's orders. They had been searching for several days in the icy Baihu area, but they had not obtained anything. Now, they still have to go to this extremely smooth ice and leave behind the horses they have been allocated. There are no stakes to tie the reins nearby, who knows if these horses will escape.

They didn't go far before they found the traces left on the ice.

"The traces are getting more and more obvious. They are on this lake." Boris Moon pointed to the distance. "The width of their footprints is decreasing. It should be that the girl's physical strength is almost exhausted. We have been chasing continuously. Many of them disappeared. No one can ride a horse on this lake."

"But be careful, there is also a demon hunter. We must not let them escape." Rains reminded that he had difficulty finding the girl's trace. He must not fail. Wigwarts doesn't like subordinates who have been failing.

"Very good." Skellen nodded. "Let's go too, Slivant." He said to the mercenary captain, but soon he noticed something wrong.

"What are you doing, Joanna Cerbani?!"

He saw the psionicist stop and face Skellen, Kenna looked at him blankly.

"Enough is enough, Mr. Coroner." Her voice was a little hoarse, and there was still a little blood on the corners of her eyes. , We want to go back."

"We?" Skellen looked at the psionicist. "What do we mean, or who are we? Are you planning to rebel?"

Some mercenaries vaguely surrounded, but some mercenaries did not. With cold sweat on their foreheads, they stood still at a loss. Andres Verney and Till Erred, the light-haired elf, stood behind Kenna.

"You ruined your bright future, Ms. Cerberney." Skellen waved his hand, and the mercenaries who didn't froze on the spot walked forward holding their weapons. "And they put their necks on the gallows. On."

"He who is hanged will not be drowned." Kenna said something very philosophical. "You have chosen your own path, Mr. Coroner, chasing that girl like a dog, and we will not be like Die like a dog, just like Nelatine."

"We never know who is closer to the gallows." The light-haired elf said calmly. "We have chosen our own way. Both are risky, but I believe that our way is safer and correct. "

"You will not be drowned, and you will not be hanged." Skellen raised his hand. "I will cut off your hands and feet, and then peel your skins alive. As for you, Kenna, I will divide you by five horses. You realize how stupid the path you have chosen is!"

Afterwards, twenty soldiers held their weapons and surrounded them.

Chapter 836: Figures in the Mist

Skellen gazed at the mercenaries who were standing still around him. Psionicist, she must have affected the thinking of these soldiers on the road, he should have noticed early. She controlled the soldiers closest to her, at least let them fall into a state of sleepwalking. But this is harmless, she can't maintain her psionic spells after being caught. The mercenaries who were far away from her pushed away the stunned colleagues and walked over to catch them. Almost all the mercenaries squeezed together. The mercenaries who walked in the front moved their hands with iron gloves and shook them. The fist was about to punch Kenna's raised face.

The sudden explosion almost knocked everyone to the ground.

I saw that between Kenna and Skellen, the ice layer was broken by the explosion, and the mercenaries on it were either thrown into the air by the impact, or were directly injured and fell into the tumbling lake mixed with ice slag. The psionicist fell to the ground, and the smoke and dust of the explosion made her cough, and almost all the mercenaries crowded together were swept in by the explosion. Her head buzzed, and the shouts of mercenaries around her seemed to be coming from a very distant place. She opened her eyes and saw the glaring cracks spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye on the ice surface below her. Before she could check whether she was injured, she quickly got up and escaped from the ice layer that was about to collapse.

In the smoke caused by the explosion, a figure crashed into the remaining soldiers' room. The knocked-off ice slag, the smoke from the explosion, and the thick fog made everything chaotic.