The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"In the first four dry tides, the dark-born armies gushed out from here and killed the surface civilization. This land has been completely corrupted. In the past, it was still the territory of Oles, and there were still villages and towns. Now, what? Nothing."

Only the sound of the wind with a slightly rancid smell in the ears.

This is the abyss.

Marianne rubbed the tip of her nose, and the fortress of Elimond in the distance was still silent. "I have been to the Shadow Realm once to deal with a demon summoned by the Blood Mage. If the sky here turns dark green, it will really be no different from the Shadow Realm. If you have fought the Darkborn, you should know, any Don't touch anything contaminated by the Darkborn-including dirt. The poison will slowly turn people into walking corpses."

"Can anyone control the Darkborn to fight for him?" Zelin narrowed his eyes slightly. The canyon in the distance had no end. He could almost imagine that when the dry tide came, the darkened Darkborn rushed out from the bottom of the canyon. , Hit the ground, and hit the scene of the fortress of Elimond like a wave.

"It's impossible." Marianne said with certainty. "Darkborns have no wisdom. The dry tide comes because these darkborns will be involuntarily attracted by the powerful big demon and follow it to rush out of the ground. So killing the big devil represents The dry tide is over. We don't have to worry about meeting the dark descendants, they are still dormant underground."

After seeing Morrigan, Hawk asked her about the rumor that Corifias was the elder. It stands to reason that no one has seen Corifias, except for Hawke, because they killed this monster before he escaped from the Guardian's prison. But Morrigan’s description of Corifias is exactly the same as Marian’s memory. It’s hard to believe that the humanoid monster named Corifias is the ancestor they want to deal with. ————A monster who should have died five years ago.

The coalition stopped about two hundred meters from the fortress of Elimond. This distance already allows Ze Lin to see clearly the situation on the city wall. The gray-robed guardians responded quickly. When they first arrived, the city wall was already full of archers ready to go. But these archers did not put their arrows on the bowstrings, because the army in front of them did not launch any siege equipment.

The atmosphere is tense.

The soldiers in the front row have raised their shields, ready to resist the arrows coming from the wall. There is a guardian archer in each battlement. Zelin scanned the city wall carefully. Behind the archer there are many fully armed guardian warriors. Every gray-robed guardian will experience the alliance ceremony alive with his own body. All aspects have been strengthened, allowing them to become a powerful warrior with one as ten. It can be judged by the patterns on the breastplate and the style of armor that these are all gray-robed Guardian soldiers who have passed the ceremony of joining the alliance.

There are a lot of them, but Zelin feels a little happy. This means that Venadoli has not used more guardians as sacrifices of blood magic to summon demons. Perhaps this kind of plan can only succeed in an organization like the Guardians of Grey Robes that protects the world from the destruction of the dry tide. When these guardians find that they are about to die, they are worried about how to solve the dry tide once and for all, and After learning how to sacrifice himself to summon demons, he could die without hesitation.

The envoys of Aidan, Stroud, and Oles walked towards the city gate. Zelin and Marianne looked at each other and stayed where they were. At this time, they were not suitable for the past. Sebastian supervises his soldiers to prevent any problems. Blackwall also stayed here.

When the three of Stroud walked to a place less than 20 meters away from the city gate, the emperor's envoy read the queen's order and asked Oles' gray-robed guardian commander to come out and explain their behavior. After a long silence, while Zelin was considering whether Queen Selini’s order would work, a woman in her forties appeared on the wall. She was wearing a gray-robed commander’s armor and holding a staff, like All hair was cut to facilitate the battle. She looked at the people below with an angry face.

"Stroud! You betrayed the organization, and I allowed you to leave, but now you are encircling us with an army."

"Clarell, I don't want to confront my colleagues with swords! This time, you were wrong, you were taken advantage of!" Stroud shouted at the gray-robed commander on the city wall, "You let our colleagues Your blood is flowing for evil purposes. You have been deceived. Let the sacrifice in this fortress stop first. We can't let such a meaningless sacrifice go on, let alone become a stepping stone to the devil! Please, I don't want to have to. Kill you to stop this crazy thing!"

"The Guardian has never failed this world, but this world has betrayed us!" Commander Clarell stared at the army below. "No one can make the same sacrifice as us. Our warriors serve the glory of this world. Death, people in the future will remember who saved them!"

Stroud persuaded loudly, thinking of how many of his comrades died under such sacrifices, he almost shouted out, "Your ally of Derfant will take you to Corifias' embrace! Stop, There have been too many sacrifices that shouldn't be made. At least one investigation should be conducted. Don't let fear catch you!"

"Corifias?"

Clarell looked surprised, "It's impossible, Corifias is dead. Kirkwall's defender Hawk killed it."

"We were all deceived." Hawke stepped forward, and Zelin heard a disturbance among the nearby soldiers from Starkhaven, as did the Guardian soldiers on the wall. It can be seen that they all know Hawke's name "Corifias deceived me and deceived you. This ceremony is wrong!"

"But all of us have heard Zhao Li, Zhao Li will not lie to us." Clarell shook his head slightly, but Zelin could see that she was no longer as aggressive as before.

"No, Commander Claire." At this time, Aidan took off his helmet. "Maybe someone knows me, maybe someone doesn't. Clarael, it's the first time we met. My name is Aidan Couslan, some People call me Earl Amarantin, some call me the gray-robed commander of Ferrerden, and more people call me the hero of Ferrerden."

Not only the soldiers of Starkhaven, but also the soldiers of Oles and the guards in the gray robes of the city wall could not help but make a slight disturbance. Some guards lowered their bows and arrows. They could not use arrows to aim at once to save. The world, the legendary hero who killed the great devil.

"This time, I just want to talk to you as a guardian, Clarell. What you hear is not the summoning. You have been caught in the magic trap of Corifias. You think Ferrell The guardians of Den, Oles, and Freedom have all sensed the call. Maybe the guardians of Weishaup are the same, but you are wrong. I have not sensed the call of any degree, King of Ferrelldon. There is no Alistair either. It only takes a simple investigation to discover the truth."

After Aidan's words, many guardians on the wall showed signs of hesitation.

Perhaps the words of other people will not waver them. When others say they are wrong, they can also refute it with the sacred duty of the guardian of the gray robe.

But the hero of Ferrerden, the legendary guardian who killed the great devil and survived?

Commander Clarell on the wall seemed to be surprised by the identity of the person in front of him.

But before she could say anything, a deafening explosion almost made everyone unsteady. A dazzling firelight rose from the ground in the fortress, almost illuminating the gloomy sky.

Magic!

Zelin and Marianne looked at each other, and they both saw the same meaning in each other's eyes.

Vinadori started to do it.

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Nine The Torn Mask

Smoke from the bursting flames rose into the air.

"Let's go in, Clarell! Venadoli has already started!"

At the moment the explosion appeared, Clarell was about to turn back into the fortress. Zelin and Marian stepped up, and Stroud shouted at him, "Don't make any more mistakes!"

"Please listen to us, I've seen too much blood magic, it's not worth it!" Marianne shouted toward the city wall.

"I will investigate this matter." Clarell pointed to the bottom of the city wall, and she ordered the other guardians to "only allow a few of them to come in. If anyone else approaches, immediately shoot!"

Zelin made a no problem gesture to Marianne. Clarell can still order these gray-robed guardians. The soldiers on the wall will show a surprised expression when they hear Aidan reveal their identity. This is a good start. It means the soldiers on the wall and the tower. The mage above is still unaffected by the blood magic, and can still follow Clarael's orders. Once they expose the conspiracy of Venedoli, these guardians can be their help.

Aidan, Stroud, and Blackwall ran over. Zelin and Marian followed. Olester took two steps back. Even with a mask, the demon hunter could imagine the appearance on his face. Horrified. The envoy stepped back two steps, and returned to the soldiers room with lingering fears, as if only there could make him feel safe.

"What do you think Venedoli is doing?"

"The devil, it must be a demon. Don't forget that Eremond must have controlled a part of the mages. It is entirely possible for them to use the sacrificial guardian to summon a powerful demon."

"Blood magic, I have seen too much blood magic in Kirkwall's ten years." Marianne showed a sad expression. "Everyone is convincing themselves that blood magic is not harmful, but it's just a donation. A little blood, or one's absolute ability to control blood magic, other losers are just idiots, but in fact, when the blood magic shows another side of themselves, those people realize that they are also one of the idiots."

"But it must be too late by then." Zelin didn't know what Marian had experienced in ten years, but he was very concerned about it. He has seen too many people who think they are smart. How many times has the demon hunter told them not to go to the field at noon, not to stay in place when the fog suddenly rises, not to watch the moon by the river, not to mention someone dying. Later, if you are afraid of causing trouble to hide the corpse privately, it will only give birth to demon spirits. There are even those who think they have strong immunity and never get sick, deliberately rushing to the corpses on the battlefield to search for valuables.

Everyone is lucky to think that disaster will not happen to them, but unfortunately, most people are not lucky.

As soon as the door opened a gap, they rushed in. The fortress is like a maze, with tall smooth stone walls on both sides of the long and narrow walkway. At the beginning of the design, the Elymond Fortress was ready to fall. All road steps are for street fighting, like a huge maze, and the towering stone walls on both sides of the maze can be guarded by guards, condescending to attack and invade. The person. Turning the road left and right, they couldn't see Clarael, they could only chase Aidan, who seemed to disappear behind the corner in the next moment.

On the way, Zelin didn't see too many guardians, and many towers were empty. Only the most important corner battlements will garrison soldiers. Moreover, there is no trace of a gray-robed guardian mage.

It didn't take long before he saw the guardian mages.

The open space in the center of the fortress has been arranged like an altar. Several guardians were standing around the altar. The dark green light nearby looked a little dazzling under the dim cloud. Zelin knew what was going on, and they were tearing apart the shadow barrier. A crack about the size of an adult has appeared on the altar, and he can already see the other side through the crack. The dark green sky, the dark brown rocks, and the eight eyes looking at the world through the cracks.

"What the **** are you doing, Eremond?" Clarell looked at the situation before him. Several guardians fell on the altar. The wounds on their necks indicated that they had just been killed.

"We can't wait any longer, Clarael." Eremond, who had met with Zelin and the others at the Derfant Ritual Tower before, changed his face. "Believe me, this demon is what you need. , It can help you enter the path of the abyss and kill the sleeping ancient dragon **** inside."

"These men and women are giving their lives, Eremond. This is nothing to Devant, but to the Guardian it is a sacred obligation."

Eremond showed a hint of impatient expression. "But we must complete the ritual. Are you going to let the sacrifices of the guardian who died before be wasted?! The ritual must be carried out! I believe that the guardian and the walls of this fortress can stop thinking. People who want to stop the ceremony, including them!"

Zelin took a step forward. "Of course, you will want to let the ceremony continue, otherwise how do you return your Master Corifias to life?"

"Don't listen to them, they can make up any lie in order to shake your will." Eremond laughed mockingly. "Everyone knows that I want the guardian of the gray robe to use blood magic to summon demons. Yes. Yes, yes, this ritual requires a blood sacrifice, but if you want to hate me for it, then do it, but don’t blame the gray guardians, they are just doing their duty. Get ready for the ritual, Clarell, here Only you can control such a powerful demon."

Aidan strode forward a few steps, and all the guardians on the ceremonial platform with open arms shouted loudly, "Listen to me, guardians, brothers and sisters! I have no differences with the guardians, I am the guardian of the gray robe. Yes, I’m Aidan Cuslan of Ferrellden. Your sacrifice has been used. Look at the mages who have completed the ritual. Some of you already understand that this is a wrong path. I am here for this. A greater threat has already appeared in this world. He is afraid of the guardian, so he sent his minions to try to destroy us from the inside. You have realized that this ritual is wrong, isn’t it? Isn't it?!"

"Those wizards who have completed the ritual?" a brown-skinned guardian showed a heartache expression. "Yes, they are wrong. They were my friends, but they are at the mercy of others like puppets."

Clarell stretched out his hand and waved, "Don't let fear shake your determination, Guardian Chekhov!"

Zelin raised his head. Not only did he stare at the gray-robed commander, but more importantly, he stared at Eremond to prevent his sneak attack. "You are the one who fears, Commander Claire. You are afraid, you are afraid You let these brave and fearless people give their lives, but their sacrifices are meaningless!"

Stroud came along like Zelin. "I respect your bravery, brothers and sisters, but this is wrong. You are all deceived. We are here to stop the bleeding and not to let the Guardian get involved with Saiddas. War!"