The Journey of the Demon Hunter

George could tell that the two girls were elite fighters. With sabers slung around their waists and wild cat-like eyes staring around them, the demon hunters are sure that they can draw out their sabers at any time to deal with threats from any direction. Perhaps this is a nobleman's guard. The man surrounded by two female warriors looks like a nobleman or a wealthy businessman.

"Welcome, what can I do for you?"

As usual, George welcomed the visiting guests, "Need help, or give orders?"

"I'm here to visit the master here." The man is brisk and lazy, as if there is nothing in this world to make him feel anxious and nervous.

"Who?"

"Devil hunter Zelin, is he here?" the curly sorrel-haired man asked George, stroking his slightly curly beard. I haven't seen him in the desert. I really wanted to see him, so I came to visit in person. You can call me Bullock, or three jackdaws."

"Sorry, Mr. Bullock." George shook his head, and he sighed, with a regretful expression on his face. His expression is well done. In fact, he doesn't know how many times he has done this. "Zelin, he set off to Serekania yesterday, and he has a request over there."

"Really?" The three jackdaws were a little surprised, and he clapped his hands. "Oh, fate, it's amazing." He looked at the two girls behind him. "Girls, let's go back. The master here goes again." Serekania is now, let's go to the desert to find him."

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ps: This volume will end here. However, readers who have known the timeline should know that the story of that world is not over yet. But this will wait until the next volume of the Demon Hunter.

The first thousand and forty-nine chapters intruders in another world

Entering another world sounds like a dangerous and difficult thing.

Because you will never know what you will encounter when you cross the portal. Very hot? Severe cold? Drought? Or is it a planet that is mostly covered by sea water, or is it embarrassing to be frozen into an ice sculpture after going out of the portal? There are many different worlds, there are not many worlds suitable for living creatures, and there are few other worlds suitable for human survival and the development of civilization.

Cold.

This is the most intuitive feeling of the demon hunter standing in the transmission channel. He felt a cold object scratching his skin, and the surrounding perception seemed to slow down, as if he was walking step by step into the cold wall. It's just that the wall is made of some kind of viscous to almost solidified liquid. Time seemed to be stretched, and the chill penetrated every strand of his hair and every strand of fiber in his clothes.

Suddenly, the stickiness exploded like bubbles. The cold wind stabbed the demon hunter head-on without hesitation. Zelin raised his hand, his eyes became dry in the wind, the wind was very strong, and the bright orange chaotic light in the transmission channel was gradually stained with a dark green streamer. He didn't know what was going on, maybe the progress of chaotic energy had encountered some obstacles. When entering Skyrim, he also encountered similar problems, except that Skyrim's magical energy was relatively mild and would not violently conflict with the chaotic energy.

Soon, he found the problem.

He found that he had hit a barrier, as if a fish had hit a fishing net.

"Calm down, calm down."

The demon hunter took a deep breath. According to his past experience, under normal circumstances, he should have arrived in another world. But obviously, there were some problems in the alien world in front of him, which prevented him from entering normally like other places. Zelin turned his head and saw his world behind him. The sight of the castle seemed to be separated from him by a layer of water, which was visible but extremely blurred.

Maybe he should go back and discuss with Francesca what is going on. He worried whether this meant that in another world, some spellcasters had noticed the existence of the portal, perhaps they were using magic to try to control the portal at the other end. Zelin has been to several other worlds, but every time, the people in the other world have not noticed the opening of the portal. The world is huge, and the portal will only open in a small corner for ten minutes. The probability of being noticed is too low.

But Zelin couldn't help but start to doubt now that he was likely to run into this probability.

Suddenly, the speed around him became faster. Zelin hadn't reacted before, and he fell all of a sudden. He seemed to be grasped by an invisible arm and yanked forward. The surrounding scenery became blurred in front of him. He didn't know how long the time had passed, and it seemed to be just a blink of an eye. When he came back to his senses, he found himself lying on the hard ground, and the splashing dust made him cough.

The demon hunter's forehead was aching, he closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. His forehead was hit, and it seemed as if countless flies were buzzing in his ears. He didn't know what was going on, as if he fell from mid-air and hit this hard stone slab. Soon, after he came back to his senses, not only his forehead, but his limbs and body were aching. If he hadn't encountered a situation where the portal was opened in mid-air, he would really think he was caught in a carriage. Run over from the body.

"It's really bad..."

He supported the ground with both hands, trying to get himself up. This is not an easy task. His legs are constantly protesting to his brain, telling him that now he should lie down instead of standing up with his body. He doesn't know if he is injured, but since he may still stand up, it means that the injury is not serious enough to be dealt with with white Lafada.

He checked his physical condition as quickly as possible, just as he used to fight against monsters in the wild, there was no sign of injury, the armor was not damaged, and the limbs did not have any inconvenience. If there is no severe tingling, it means that there is no fracture. This is a good thing. If it is fractured, even with the resilience of the Demon Hunter, it will not be possible to recover in a short time.

When his gaze gradually recovered, Zelin could see the surroundings clearly.

It seems to be an open-air courtyard with neat marble slabs on the ground, neatly constructed garden bushes, and arcades supported by columns around the courtyard. There seems to be a snowfall here, and there is still a lot of snow in the courtyard and bushes. The bright moonlight spread into the courtyard, reflecting the figure of the demon hunter on the ground.

In the courtyard, Zelin saw good architectural craftsmanship. Although the towering buildings were not as high as those of Yanan and Losric, they were exquisite, simple but not shabby.

The casters and soldiers who were encircling here did not appear as expected. The cool night wind helps him recover from the dizziness and pain caused by the portal as soon as possible. He didn't know why the pain came. The trace of the portal in the sky had long since disappeared. He only temporarily believed that the cause of the pain in his muscles was because he fell from a place that was too high.

There is no army of casters and soldiers, which is good news. In any case, he must first understand where he is and what is going on here. There is also whether such a race is human or human-like creatures. If possible, he can try to leave this place by sneaking without anyone discovering it.

When this idea appeared, he realized that he already knew the answer.

A man wearing a pale green robe appeared in the courtyard, looking at the demon hunters in the courtyard in surprise. The man did not have any weapons or armor hanging on his body. He was dragging a wooden tray with both hands. There was a kettle and two cups in the tray. There were no patterns or precious decorations on the robe. Based on this, it was judged that he might be this place. Servant. He looked at the Demon Hunter in this way, just like the Demon Hunter. Zelin didn't know when the servant appeared, maybe after he checked the surrounding environment, but it didn't matter.

This silence did not last long. To be precise, when the demon hunter looked at the servant, the silence turned and disappeared.

The tray slipped from the servant's hand, and the glass broke to the ground in a crackling sound.

"Assassin!!"

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ps: Since you want to write a traditional Western fantasy game, you definitely can't skip this most standard Western fantasy RPG game. If you like Western Fiction-style RPG games but haven't played Dragon Age, this is a big pity, just as you like science fiction RPG but haven't played the Mass Effect trilogy (don't mention Ugly Women, don't know).

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ps: For Dragon Age, due to the inconsistency between the Chinese version of Ranger and 3DM (and both Chinese versions have blockbuster translations), when I encounter a conflict, I will use the translations in the Dragon Age set.

The first thousand and fifty chapters of the Holy Ash Temple

"There are assassins!"

Screams echoed between the courtyard and the corridor.

With a bang, the door of the side corridor was pushed open, and the light yellow candle light spread on the ground, replacing the moonlight, and two heavily armed soldiers appeared at the same time as the candlelight in the room. They rushed into the courtyard, iron boots clattering on the ground.

"Catch him! Fight and kill him!"

A warrior in heavy armor walked out of the corridor door behind the two soldiers, and the two soldiers surrounded the demon hunter from left to right. But before clarifying the situation, Zelin didn't want to be a prisoner inexplicably.

He bent over and avoided the spear aimed at his head, then straightened up and strode forward and punched the soldier's jaw. The soldier staggered back several steps, but did not fall. Another soldier jumped over and tried to hit the demon hunter's leg with the spear handle, but he shot it, and Zelin caught the spear instead. Zelin and the soldier were holding the spear in both hands. The soldier wanted to force the spear back, but Zelin didn't intend to wrestle with him. Instead, he kicked the place where there was no armor between his legs. The soldier uttered an inhuman scream, his eyes widened as if he was about to jump out of his eye sockets, and fell to the ground like shrunken dried shrimps, constantly rolling.

The servant who had been ignored by Zelin rushed over from behind, and he hugged the demon hunter from behind, trying to imprison his arm. But he failed. Zelin bends forward abruptly. The servant's legs were lifted from the ground, and the servant overturned suddenly, and fell to the ground head down. The demon hunter kicked the servant's belly, and the servant snorted and curled up while covering his belly. This blow made it impossible for him to attack again.

The soldier who was hit in the chin reacted, and the spear in his hand aimed at the demon hunter's waist and pierced it. Zelin bounced the blow with the spearhead of his spear, and used the spear handle to hit the soldier's nose with his backhand. The soldier fell to the ground in pain, clutching the tip of his nose, blood and tears streaming out. The demon hunter followed a long sword that rolled and avoided the horizontal split, the blade draped on the slate ground, leaving a white mark. This heavily armored warrior drew out his long sword. After the first shot was defeated, he clenched the hilt with both hands, preparing to launch a second attack.

"Come on, come with me!"

In other places, there was also the sound of iron boots stepping on the ground, and more soldiers were running towards this side. Behind the corner at the other end of the corridor, there was more noise and a commander's command to the soldiers.

"Run faster, don't let the assassin run away!"

The heavy-armored warrior was holding a two-handed sword, and he put on a swordsmanship, moving cautiously towards the demon hunter. Zelin didn't let his sword out of the sheath, and the other party should have noticed this as well. He was wary of the demon hunter's weapons, but Zelin probably didn't have time to spend with him now. Zelin changed the gesture of holding the spear, and threw the spear at the enemy as a javelin. The heavy armored warrior swung his sword to bounce off the blow, and then the second thing was thrown over, and he again swung his sword to a round ball that drew an arc in the air. Zelin turned away and closed his eyes with his back to the enemy. The opponent seems to have found something wrong, but in terms of dodge or retract the sword, it is already too late.

The dazzling white light of Serekania's day suddenly burst in the courtyard, and the courtyard was reflected like daylight in an instant. The armored warrior screamed and knelt to the ground with his eyes covered. When the flash dissipated, Zelin ran to the soldier who was kneeling on the ground, jumped to his back, and then jumped to the side corridor. At the moment he was about to fall, he grabbed the edge of the top of the corridor with both hands, and pulled himself up to the top of the corridor with his arms.

"Where is the assassin?!"

More than a dozen soldiers broke into the courtyard, instantly making the courtyard much crowded. Under the leadership of a well-equipped soldier, they surrounded here in the blink of an eye.

"Are you okay?" The leader lifted up the warrior who was stunned by the flash. "We heard that there is an assassin. Where is the assassin?" The servant squatting on the ground, like a heavy armored soldier, kept rubbing his eyes. The soldiers lying on the ground bleeding undoubtedly confirmed to them that there was indeed a battle here, but the guards were defeated. "The assassin escaped, **** it! Where did he escape?!"

"He might go in that direction, he stepped on me before he walked... Damn! He might be an apostate mage! He used something that can shine, my eyes... Oh my god! What am I? Can't see clearly!"

The heavy armored warrior clenched his left hand and smashed his right hand angrily, "Leave me alone, protect the Pope! We can't let the events of Kirkwall and Val Imperial City happen again!"

"We must ensure that the assassinations against the pope and bishop do not happen again." The leader began to order the other soldiers, "Immediately notify all guards on duty, and wake up all those who are resting, let them search for the whereabouts of the assassins, and tell them , The enemy may be an apostate mage, or a caster lunatic. After you find the enemy, don’t rush to fight with him, send a signal to other people!"

The other soldiers immediately dispersed in different directions, relaying the order. The leader grabbed the shoulder of a soldier next to him, "Go and inform Cassandra the Seeker that the Holy Ash Temple has been invaded by an assassin, and we may need the Seeker's help."