The Journey of the Demon Hunter

He thought of what he had heard in the past.

Destiny will joke with you, you can choose to put a **** to that **** before accepting, and then laugh and tell her that her teasing just made you laugh.

"I never forgot..." he murmured. He thought of the past, the figure that lifted the blood-covered child out of the ruins, the one who taught him horseback riding, taught him how to swing a sword, and stayed sleepless all night when he was tortured by the trials of green grass. The person who celebrated him when he completed the entrustment of the hunter, and the person who dragged him out of the worm's nest when he encountered danger for the first time.

The Griffin badge was silent in the snow and fog.

"I'll pinch that **** by the throat, laugh at her well...bye."

It wasn't until the wind blew again that he put away the badge, walked to the other side, and picked up the remaining two badges, a wolf school and a cat school.

Afterwards, he turned and walked in the direction where Xili was.

Behind him, the bounty hunter who fell on the ground moved his finger. He lifted his face stained with blood and ice water, revealing those cunning and vicious eyes.

Burhart lightened his footsteps. He grabbed a broken blade on the ground. He grasped the broken sword hard. He did not go to the section with the hilt, but the section with the tip of the sword. Scratch your palm, making it bloody. The broken long sword was like a short blade in his hand at this time. Berhart is sinister and cunning, like a ghost, the footsteps of the bounty hunter are as light as the demon hunter, and as light as to make no sound. He quickly touched Zelin's back.

Until the last moment.

He let out an inhuman scream, mixed with all the anger and hatred.

And Zelin turned around at the moment he threw and stabbed, the demon hunter's right hand was clenched into a fist, using his entire arm, using the power of his whole body, silent movements, but mixed with more intense indignation! The fist hit the sword that was being swung fiercely, and Zelin saw Berhart’s face distorted by anger and hatred, saw the dark red blood dripping from him, and saw that the one entrusted him with a reward. The short blade that the Golden Hunter hated fell apart under his full blow!

He saw that the anger in Berhart's eyes was replaced by fear.

He saw the incredible look in Berhart's eyes.

He saw a cold and angry person in Berhart's eyes.

The broken fragments rolled in the mist, reflecting on the ice surface, like a still picture scroll.

People say that demon hunters have no emotions.

People say that they will only fight for money.

People say that these mutants never shed tears.

People are wrong.

The Hidden Blade popped out from under the demon hunter's wrist, and with all his strength, an uppercut punched the bounty hunter's abdomen, which jumped in mid-air. The strength even made Burhart's body fly upward. The eyes of the bounty hunter seemed to protrude from the eye sockets. Zelin's hand almost penetrated Berhart's abdominal cavity from the abdomen cut by the Hidden Blade. The Hidden Blade pierced his jacket and pierced out of his back. .

"This is my revenge... as a person!"

He pulled out the Hidden Blade and **** hands hard. He stood there, staring at Berhart who fell on the ground. The slit abdomen was squeezed tightly by all the strength of Berhart. But no matter how determined he was, his life slipped between his fingers. Under Berhart, the ice was dyed red.

He looked at him with cold eyes. Berhart twitched and stomped his heel on the ground. Then he giggled.

This is the last voice he made.

He is dead.

Chapter 840 Wild Hunt

"You... is he really dead?"

Hilly looked at Berhart's body on the other side. The bounty hunter didn't look strong at all at this time, he was just a southerner who was in his forties and couldn't be more ordinary. A pair of ugly eyes, lips twisted into a look of horror. The bounty hunter who killed six good swordsmen in front of her, the bounty hunter who knocked her to the ground, the demon who put her in the collar, no longer exists. He is just a sad corpse.

"The number of people who died under his sword can form an army." Xili covered his face, sat on the ground, and sobbed. She thought of her dead friend.

Skellen's hunting team has fallen apart. Hilly did not kill Skellen, nor did he kill his team members, leaving these people who were frightened by fear lying among the corpses shivering. But as for Rains, Zelin saw that there were eight neatly sliced ​​fingers on the edge of the ice cave where Rains was originally located.

Pat Xili on the shoulder, she needs to vent and rest. Zelin walked to the other side, and the psionicist Kenna fell to the ground covered in blood, looking at the gray sky with wide eyes.

He walked to Kenna and squatted down.

"Need me to help you close your eyes?"

"Don't laugh at me, Demon Hunter." Kenna whispered, "Help me up, before I freeze to death and drown in my own blood."

It's hard to imagine a person who has shed so much blood and is still alive. She took off the hidden weapon stuck in her abdomen and threw it to the ground. The hidden weapon pierced the military uniform, but failed to pierce the waistband—something a southern woman would use—which saved her life, otherwise the three Orion could crush her intestines.

On the other side, the light-haired elf who had proposed to Skellen to go to war with the demon hunter came over when she first met. She lost an arm and was hit by Rains. The broken arm showed an ugly scorch. If I remember correctly, Zelin remembers her name is Thiel Ered. She came over and nodded to the demon hunter.

"It's nice to meet you."

"My first impression of you was very bad."

"Sorry, please allow me to introduce myself again. Till Ered, work for the queen." The light-haired elf clutched the shoulder of the broken arm, took out a small medicine bottle, and dripped willow bark juice on the wound. "I At that time, I thought it would be a good thing for the Queen to be able to clear Skellen’s team."

"Oh, my goodness." Kenna covered her face. "This **** team is like a sieve! Isn't I the only spy in this team?!"

"Yes, you are the only one." Ered nodded.

"Am I going to be killed?" Joanna Cerbery, the only psionic teacher and student who knew nothing about conspiracies, asked irresponsibly.

"As a spy, I think slitting your throat is the safest and safest way." The light-haired elf laughed, but then the smile was distorted by the pain from the broken arm. "But the queen thinks she All valuable people should be welcome. Dole Bretanna needs more people. Hundred Flower Valley can provide you with political asylum. Moreover, if you did not participate in any rebellion, you will at most be regarded as an insider... Well, I It means considering Nilfgard's justice ten years ago."

"But Nilfgard's laws don't control the north." Zelin raised his eyebrows.

"But if she is not acquitted and is involved in a conspiracy of treason, Nilfgard's Assassin's Guild can carry out assassinations at any time and exchange her head for a valuable bounty." The light-haired elf Explained to Zelin, "But the queen can make some simple interventions, let her appear in court as a witness, send Skellen to the gallows with testimony, and then be acquitted and go through the legal process. After all, the agent of the Imperial Intelligence Agency is dead. ."

"It's troublesome." Zelin concluded.

"But it's necessary." The elf named Francesca retorted.

"But..." At this moment, the psionicist suddenly said, "The queen of the elves is Francesca Fenbeda of Hundred Flowers Valley, right?"

"Yes, I think Southerners should know, why do you want to ask this?" Zelin asked strangely.

"I... When I was fighting, I found a message in Skellen's mind..." Kenna knelt down beside an ice cave, lifted the lake water and began to wash the blood on her face. "There is a list of assassinations, I..." I saw the Elf Queen. I didn't read too much, but I can be sure that Skellen and his behind-the-scenes supporters plan to assassinate some people, some people who may become stumbling blocks in their future plans."

Zelin and the light-haired elf looked at each other, and then Zelin walked towards Xili who had already stood up and was wiping the corner of his eye. The light-haired elf shook Kenna's arm with her remaining hand.

"Now, we are on the same front."

"What shall we do next?" Xili asked Zelin, "I want to find the Swift Tower, and then go back, I can directly teleport to the north through this tower."

Zelin thought of what Francesca had said to him before leaving.

"No, Xili, you can't enter the Swift Tower." He shook his head, and took out the telescope that allows him to communicate with the elves. Dandrien and the others are also in Tousent. I will tell them about the possible dangers and let them go south to greet us. It only takes us half a month to see them."

"Just do what you said." Hiri shook his head. "I, I always have a feeling that I should go to that tower. After the coup in Sinide, I know how to use the tower's portal."

"But the seagull tower exploded."

"That's because of the attack of Wigwarts." Hilly argued, "I was going to be teleported to Skelliger's Female Eagle Tower through the Seagull Tower. If you weren't there, I should be in the Tower now. Standing in front of the activated portal, ready to welcome Skelliger's wind and snow. Oh, my God, I haven't been to Skelliger for many years. I don't know how Harma is now."

In terms of kinship, Harma and Xili are cousins.