The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Gwendelin in the pope's robe embroidery is standing in front of Sullivan. It looks up at the bright moonlight sprinkling from the vertical windows. The moonlight shines on the cheeks under the headgear, but no one can tell. It is the shining of the moonlight that makes Gwendelin look cold, or the existence of Gwendelin makes the moonlight more holy.

"The flame must be passed on for all generations, and the world without fire will fall into the endless night. It is the duty of you, me and everyone in the world to maintain the flame, and don't forget it."

"I will remember your teachings, please allow me to retire, wait a few moments, and see you again."

Sullivan lowered his head, closed his eyes, and slowly backed away respectfully. But when he was halfway through, Gwendelin suddenly stopped him.

"Qing knows, why isn't Youer Xika not in Yanorlund?"

The pope’s figure was slightly startled, but without any time to think, he immediately replied

"Your Excellency Yuershika is consoling and gathering in the city of Irushiel, ready to go to Losric to the knights of Lengyu Valley, telling them the miracle. After the knights embark on the journey to Losric, Youerxi Your Excellency will return naturally."

Everything is said for granted, there is no trace of lying or hesitation. Sullivan still maintained his humble posture, waiting for Gwendelin to respond.

"It's so good, let them remember their job."

The Dark Moon God didn't say much, it seemed that just saying a few more words would make its overwhelmed body a little weaker. It waved to the right arm of its trusted man. Upon seeing this, the pope lowered his head, stepped back and withdrew from the empty and deserted cathedral.

Outside the cathedral, everything seemed so normal. A black knight patrolling nearby seemed to have found something on the spiral staircase in the distance, but it seemed that he must have found nothing, and there was no blood on his weapon. Sullivan did not pay attention to the black knight, nor did he consider what he would find. It was nothing more than the Xiaoxiaos who wanted to sneak into Lengyu Valley to steal property. It is just the residue left over from the age of gods. Maybe they were once powerful knights who followed King Gewen to fight against the ancient dragon, but now, these black knights are left with lingering ashes.

Bypassing the stairs, the car left Janor Lund in a familiar way. As the Pope, the mysterious city of the King of Gods was not so far away in the eyes of Sullivan. He has been here many times, and most of the place is empty, except that there are still a few silver knights guarding the royal city with a portrait of the Gewen family hanging in the art hall.

But they shouldn't worry about it.

Only at the back of the cathedral at the highest point of Irúsile connects the road to Janor Lund, strolling back to the cathedral belonging to the Youth Church in the town, in the church, there are already people waiting inside, and two priests are On both sides of the entrance, bend over and lower your head. After Sullivan walked in, their heads were lower and deeper. Between the two priests, on the pale blue carpet of the cathedral, there is also a priest dressed in a pale red robe that is obviously different from the plain blue robes of other blue church priests, also bowing his head.

If Zelin is here, he should be able to recognize it, this is a priest from the quiet church.

However, he was different from other youth church priests not only in the robe, but also in the body that had begun to become like a chubby ball.

"How does it taste?"

Sullivan asked casually to the priest of the Youxie Church, "The Moon Noble from Irushiel."

"Extremely delicious, thank you, Your Excellency Pope." The priest shook his head, as if the skin that was about to seep out wrinkled with his stoop, it looked like a wave that was slapped "Airdrie." Master Qi taught to feel the joy of life trembling while eating. Please forgive me for spending so much time. Thank you again, Your Excellency Pope."

"Your master, when will I reach Iroshiel." As a magician, Saliwan's weapon is two one-handed swords, and the blades are braving in a breathtaking flame.

"The master will soon enter Lengli Valley."

The priest pressed his head deeper, not knowing whether he was showing respect to Sullivan, or he was worshipping before he appeared before him. I don’t know where Aldridge’s Macdonald Archbishop followed his master. Around."

"Please go back and tell your master, don't worry, Yanorlund is no longer as good as before." Shaliwan looked at the long sword that was burning with blazing flames, but no matter how fierce the flames were, they couldn't match the Pope. The burning ambition reflected in the eyes.

"If he wants to experience a more wonderful eating experience, please enter Lengyu Valley immediately. Please tell him that Salivan has prepared a delicacy for him that he has never tasted before."

He turned his head. This time, all the priests in the church bend down deeply, almost touching their foreheads to the ground. No one dared to look directly into Saliwan's burning eyes, and the fire of sin on the sword seemed to be overshadowed by it.

"Hurry the humans who claim to be the nobles of the moon to the front of Irushiel's bridge. This is the appetizer I gave to Lord Eldridge."

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ps: Resuming three shifts... When did my normal update volume be three shifts (black question mark)?

Chapter 443 Half-Dragon Girl

What could be more incredible than hanging in mid-air for tens of meters and communicating with your elf friends through a telescope.

"Long time no see. It's great to see you safe and sound."

Zelin broke the fence outside the stepped platform with one hand, and his entire body was hung outside to avoid the tall knight who entered the platform to search for intruders. The demon hunter had originally thought about whether to wait for the knight to lean on the edge of the fence, like Ezio in Rome would do, with his hands interlaced while he poked his head out to look down, and then he pulled the knight. Go down. That action was very dangerous, and if you were not careful, you might fall to the hard stone ground tens of meters below with the knight.

Luckily, the knight seemed not as clever as Zelin thought. His behavior gave the demon hunter a dull feeling. The knight just walked onto the platform and walked around the circular platform like an official business. On a lap, after not finding any enemies, he returned to his original patrol route.

"I'm very happy too."

"Are you okay now?"

"No problem."

Seeing the knight leaving, Zelin pulled himself up with one hand. He lay flat on the ground, panting, letting himself relax gradually. "I seem to see you taking a bath in the Valley of Hundred Flowers? I thought it would take a lot of effort to turn on the telescope."

"Of course I'm tired. I can't lift my tired fingers anymore." The female warlock on the other side rolled her eyes. Materials, don’t forget to take time out to help the demon hunters who are struggling to survive in another world, and then take a bath and relax."

The elf stretched, but Zelin was not in the mood to use the eyes of the artwork to appreciate the scenery in front of him. "How does the other world feel? The portal is about to open. Prepare to come back. About this warlock conference, I have some ideas. I want to talk to you about something." She paused. "Very important thing. Those **** guys, I hope you can join me when the Warlock Convention is held."

"No problem, I will be ready to go back as soon as possible." Zelin looked through the fence in the direction where the black knight had disappeared.

"If my calculation is correct, there are still thirteen days." There was a sound of water in the warlock's voice, and Francesca seemed to change his position. "I will pass by then, just like when we were in Skyrim. I will find a way to get there. Hold on, keep in touch, don’t let me find a way to get the body back for you."

"Uh, are you coming over?"

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing."

After confirming that there were no other knights nearby, Zelin breathed a sigh of relief. "Also, next time you turn on the telescope, can you..." The demon hunter looked at the dimmed telescope in his hand, and ridiculed himself. Mouth "Hoo~ Okay, she is closed."

On the other side, Francesca walked out of the bath with three telescopes erected on the side. She snapped her fingers, and the bath towel was wrapped around her like a clever snake. The middle lens of the telescope shone slightly, and then Gnaiya's scene appeared on it.

"Hey, is this a success?" The dragonborn girl rubbed the telescope in her hands, and the Punta River was turbulent under the sunset behind her. There were a few water ghosts that had been cut open by her side. "Isn't it successful?" The dragonborn girl frowned suspiciously, holding the lens and shaking her ear, as if she wanted to hear something inside. Finally, she sighed, "Magic is really troublesome." Then, she picked up the telescope. It’s about to knock on the rock on the other side. "I remember he said, just a few knocks on the broken magic item."

"Damn it, are my telescopes so broken..." Francesca curled her lips, and hurriedly said before the scene was knocked to blur, "I hear your voice, Gnaya. . Are you near Mahakam?"

"Ah, great, I heard it."

"I think someone is in trouble, let's go and help."

"Hey? What's the trouble?"

"He didn't say, but he still can't lie to me." The wizard warlock said affirmatively.

Taking the telescope back into his arms, the demon hunter took a deep breath and calmed his head.

Zelin closed his eyes, thinking about what to do next. Go to the cathedral that looks higher? Still try to push the turntable on the spiral staircase platform, turn the staircase to find a way to the lower place on the opposite side, and then try to leave the perilous cold valley without knowing it.

He didn't tell Francesca what kind of trouble he was facing, or how dangerous the world was. It doesn't help to tell her, and after the elf knows, Gnaiya will definitely know. They cannot come to this world before the portal is opened. It's meaningless to let others worry about it in another world.

But soon, another thing in front of him attracted Zelin's attention.

He thought he was lying on the ground, and the touch on his body told him that he should be lying on a solid floor at the moment. But his eyes told him that Zelin was half in the air with his legs, and there was nothing underneath. The legs hanging in the air seemed to be resting on a semi-transparent slate ground. He shook it, and a clear touch of the slate came from under him, and he could even feel the uneven lines on the slab.

Frowning, Ze Lin slowly stood up and fumbled along the place where the transparent slate tiles were. Soon, he realized that the cliff-like place at the other end of the step platform in front of him seemed to be covered with a transparent slate. The demon hunter used his sword to test the surroundings. The transparent road was almost seven meters wide, enough for four or five people to walk side by side. This must be a disguise made by magic. Standing on this transparent road, you can see the city under Janor Lund by lowering your head. He can even see the lights of the city houses clearly, as if the whole person is flying in the air. The same.

Along this transparent path, after about ten meters, Zelin's sword like a cane in front finally pierced through the air. At the end of the transparent road, the demon hunter tried to go back and forth, and finally determined that he did not miss any corner directions. At this moment, he was standing in mid-air with a towering tower on the side. The top of the tower was not far from under his feet. There was a corridor around the top of the tower, facing the transparent road just like a sightseeing balcony. The protruding part. Looking up at the patrol knight who appeared again on the other side, Zelin shrugged and jumped into the nearby tower.

Zelin peeked his head and looked inside the tower through the arch that connected the corridor to the tower. There are no steps in this tower, only a few horizontal and vertical wooden beams stacked on top of each other like a cobweb. If it weren't for the transparent road, the tower seemed completely independent from the outside world. He could see a ray of light at the bottom of the tower, which should be an exit. But the people in the tower can only step down on these beams from the top, and the people below can't get up at all.

A strange place.