The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"I don't like this job. I'd better give the job of guarding the portal to the demon hunters. Anyway, they are all professional monster killers." Kayla said in a muffled voice, as if it was about to be distributed by the floating port. The smell of fish is choking to death.

A few days ago, Francesca, who had been absent from the Sorceress Assembly for several days in a row, finally got news. Before the other Sorceresses could sarcast whether she had the throne and forgot about her colleague, the elf brought one. Very bad news. Mahakam’s active portal is linked to an extremely dangerous world, and monsters from another world have already appeared near the portal. She and some of the demon hunters who stayed behind dealt with some of them, but analysis of the news from the other side showed that the portal is likely to be attacked on a larger scale when it is opened. Some treacherous and extremely aggressive enemy is likely to be eyeing here.

"Now, this is not a problem they can handle alone."

Sher and Kayla went straight through the noisy floating port market, the north gate of the floating port, where two horses were already waiting. After seeing someone coming, George, who was leading a horse, nodded slightly to them.

"Here, ladies."

The demon hunter of the Griffin School took off his hood, and his thin black cloak was swaying slightly in the damp wind. "I have been waiting here for a while."

"Well, it's fortunate that you don't need to go up." Kay stretched lazily. "I can't stand this."

Schill took the reins that George handed over, "Did Francesca let you come?"

"Yes, Ms. Elf is waiting for you in the castle on the mountain."

Schill hesitated, and asked George, "Is the Tishaya tutor from Eritusa College here?"

"They haven't arrived yet, but Ms. Elf has already sent her a request, and it is estimated that they will arrive in a few days." George turned on his horse, and Shire and Kayla also rode on their horses. Schell naturally sat on it. She was called the Daughter of the Wasteland of Kodwin, the most famous sorcerer in the Kingdom of Kodwin, and one of the two magic advisors of King Henset. The other was from Ban ·Desmo of Adelaide College. Riding a horse is just one of the most common things on the snowy field for her, but Kyla swayed twice before finding balance on the horse's back.

"But Ms. Margarita has arrived. She is in the castle preparing materials for the spell."

Schill thought about it, nodded, and said sincerely to George, "I know, please forgive me. I may write a report to my king after the portal crisis passes, telling him Mahakam. After all, there is a garrison of Kodwin in the Haji Fortress, and the fortress is not far from here."

"If all the kings knew what kind of danger we demon hunters face in Mahakam, we should accept commissions elsewhere and find orphans and apprentices in the city without so much trouble." George said like a joke, and then said with a serious face, "No problem, I hope you all know how dangerous the portal is and the other world on the other side."

"We all understand the dangers of another world." Schell's voice was a little tired. "And we don't want the threat of another world to destroy this world."

"Please come with me, the castle is right in front. We have prepared a place to rest, and Lady Elf will entertain you in the castle."

"Please lead the way."

"Wow, has Francesca become the mistress here? The queen is different." Keira chuckled, but neither Schill nor George answered her.

Mahakam’s castle, no matter from any point of view, is no less than a regular castle fortress. The city walls, towers, gardens and courtyards, neat laurel trees and creepers adorned the dark gray castle with a hint of green. On the third floor of the main building of the castle, Francesca is sitting on a chair by the skylight. From here, you can overlook the entire castle and the scenery of the hills outside the castle. In the past, this was always Zelin’s single room. Of course, Ze When Lin was away, Francesca would sometimes lie here, and it was impossible for anyone to raise an objection.

"Why do we have to let your colleagues come? We can handle the portal ourselves." Longyi lay on the window sill, pouting dissatisfiedly, "If there are not enough thugs, just find a few more people. Or. Find dozens more people to come over, the portal will be so small, we can blow up a dog's head when we come over, and what do you do with so many."

"You don't understand, Gnaiya, this is not just a simple matter." The elf chuckled and shook his head. Suspect, there is no lack of fools or smart people in this world. They will infer and think about why. When all known information is eliminated, they will consider a portal that has never been seen by outsiders. This is a Opportunity, I invite them to come here to help, in addition to really helping, we can let them see how terrifying the monster behind the portal is."

"Hmm... Didn't you say that the situation at the portal is dangerous this time?"

"Yes, it is indeed dangerous, so I will let Ada come to help us. She specializes in portal knowledge and can control the chaotic energy level far beyond me. I will use all my strength to ensure that nothing happens this time. Question. Or definitely be able to defeat the person who tried to reach out from the other side of the portal. And how can we show our hole cards at this time?"

Except for the two people who came from the Sorceress Gathering, Tisaya and Margarita from Eritusa Academy will also come, plus Ada Emin, and herself, six Sorceresses, enough to cast Some powerful joint magic. She will not ask for help from other worlds as a last resort.

"Uh... don't forget to count the others..." Gnaiya rolled her eyes. "Aren't you tired?"

"Are you tired during adventures? Don't worry, I am not a person who likes to play with fire. I know it in my heart. I know when it is drama and when it is a battlefield."

Gnaiya raised her head, after thinking for a few seconds, she lay down again and went back "...Forget it, I definitely can't tell you."

Francesca let out a silver bell-like laugh, "Oh! Thank you." Suddenly, she sat upright and took the cup of tea from Dr. Yusevka with both hands. Before drinking, the elf held the cup. Ask the doctor first, "How is your sister's recovery now?"

"Except that the addiction has not been eliminated, there is no problem in other aspects." Yusevka smiled softly and turned to the listless dragonborn on the other side. "This is yours."

"Thank you." Gnaiya took the cup, took a sip, and opened her eyes wide. "What is this?"

"Yanan's specialty cocktail, don't worry, there is no blood in it." Yusevka said seriously, "I heard that you don't like fruit wine and tea, so I prepared this."

"Have everything packed?" The elf took a sip of tea and asked Yusevka, "including the equipment in the next hut on the training ground?"

"All moved to Yanan." Yusevka nodded. No one knows what kind of battle will happen, so Yusevka's small clinic in the castle courtyard has to be moved to a safe place. In case you really encounter powerful demons and enemies, or need to guide extremely powerful chaotic energy to cast attack magic, it will not affect other precious things.

Aiden of the cat school will take the demon hunter apprentice who is undergoing training to his home in the dwarf city to temporarily hide. Yusevka cannot participate in the battle. She will temporarily return to Yanan with her sister and Amelia. .

This will be a battlefield.

Of course, the Dragonborn will also temporarily avoid it. Ordinary people may not be able to see her difference, but there is a shrewd woman among the sorceresses who came today. In order to be sure, Gnaiya will stay in the castle, unless the situation is really beyond everyone’s control, otherwise she will not Shot.

So she has no energy for a day today.

"I will pray in Yanan that you are safe, although I may no longer have a **** of faith." Yusevka smiled bitterly to himself, and lifted the tip of the hair on the right side of his forehead. "Please be careful."

"Don't worry, we won't lose." Francesca frowned seriously. "Not before, not this time."

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ps: Continue to help Zhangtui, a miserable world. A realistic novel in the style of steampunk.

The first thousand one hundred and thirty-one chapters of the guardian's end

The wind and sand gradually subsided after a day and a night.

The wooden door outside the cave shook, and the sand particles accumulated on it fell like running water. Accompanied by a violent shaking sound, the wooden door was suddenly pushed open, and the raised dust caused the demon hunter to cough violently. The accumulated sand has almost gone to the ankles. The wind and sand became stronger and stronger last night. Fortunately, the front of the cave allows the horses to stand in to shelter from the wind. It is said that this place used to be a smuggling cave for the blind, but it was abandoned for some reason. Fortunately, when the previous owner abandoned the cave, he did not burn the seat and sleeping bag inside.

The sun was shining, and Zelin walked a few steps outside, leaving a trail of footprints in the fine sand behind him. The demon hunter narrowed his eyes slightly. The sand dunes in the distance were completely unrecognizable. With the help of the hurricane, the moving quicksand formed a new terrain. He didn’t know how much Stroud’s map was available. He could only hope for those ancient times. The landmarks of can still survive on the sand dunes. Through the position of the sun, Zelin quickly determined the direction.

"The guardians can only come from the east." Marianne walked over with the horse, slightly squinted her eyes and raised her fingers to the east. The ritual tower is in the south, if we hurry up, we will definitely be able to stop them before the ceremony begins."

Several other people walked out with horses, and they turned on their horses one after another. Just as they were about to set off, their horses suddenly started pacing in horror and neighing. There was a huge roar from the sky, and the sky suddenly darkened, but then Zelin realized that it was not a dark cloud blocking the sun. A huge figure swooped across the sky with its wingspan of ten meters long. A huge shadow was cast on the ground.

"Dragon!"

Marianne immediately pulled out the staff behind her, her horse almost stood up with her legs upright, but she still sat on the saddle firmly with her horse back.

"Don't worry, the poison spring in the north is the habitat of dragons. Put away the weapons and it will not attack us." Stroud said to the other alert people, "I came to the dry land, and this dragon is already It appears, and as long as we don’t provoke it, it won’t attack us."

"The big devil is much bigger than this dragon." Aidan squinted slightly and raised his hand to put up an eye shed in front of him. "This is the fourth dragon I have ever seen."

"The great devil will cast spells. I remember that it was recorded in the literature that the first great demon, Dumat, could cause a volcano to erupt to flood a city." Aidan only said his name, and did not come up with a commander representing the guardian of the grey robe. Others still don’t know that the one in front of them is Ferrelldon’s hero. "I haven’t seen the great demon Uthermeer with my own eyes. After the vanguard led by Riordon arrived, we were ready to set off, but wait When we reached the border of Oles, the great demon had been killed."

The dragon whizzed by and quickly disappeared into the sky. Zelin held his breath as he watched the huge black figure disappear from the end of his sight, and sighed lightly.

"Let's go, the guardians may already be there."

The horseshoe stepped on the sand dunes and made almost no sound. On the nearby sand dunes, you can still see the remains of the past buildings. Only half of the white marble vaults fall on the sand dunes. People can't help but guess whether they are buried under the quicksand. What an old building, only the style and scale revealed in the scattered half-angles can give people a glimpse of the shape and majesty of the past buildings. The Gudevante Ritual Tower is located in the southwest of the Arid Land. They first headed westward to the edge of the Rift Valley, and then went south along the Rift Valley for more than an hour. A ceremonial tower made of dark black neat stones He appeared in front of them.

Here is not so much a ritual tower, as it is a ritual site surrounded by stone pillars. There is no wall nearby. All the stone pillars are facing each other. The top of the column is replaced by a triangle, and the top is pointing to the sky, like a claw rising from the ground, ready to clenched a fist. There is still a lot of sand on the ground, but you can still see the special patterns on the stone pillars that have not been worn away in the wind and sun. The entire ceremonial venue is located on the other side of the canyon, and only a neatly paved and straight stone road connects the two sides of the canyon and leads to the interior of the ceremonial venue.

They rolled over and dismounted at the entrance and tied the reins to the stone pillars on both sides of the entrance.

"They have arrived."

The demon hunter at the front raised his hand to signal them to be careful. There is no top of the ceremonial venue, the sun shines directly inside, and the line of sight is very good. Zelin can clearly see the figures inside "twelve...no, there are 13 people in total."

"They must be preparing for the ceremony! Stop them!" Stroud rushed over, and several others followed, and soon they ran to the ceremony field. There were a total of twelve gray-robed guardians, but when they arrived, the demon hunter suddenly realized that he had underestimated the determination of these gray-robed guardians. There was a lot of dust remaining in the gaps in the armor of each guardian's shoulder, and it was obvious that they came here under the wind and sand. When they arrived, six gray-robed guardian wizards stood on the ceremonial field, facing each other, and had already clamped the sacrificial daggers on the necks of the other six guardian warriors.