The Journey of the Demon Hunter

"I can also use this sentence to ask you, why would I meet a sane human being here, am I dazzled?"

Sitting cross-legged on the rags sprinkled on the ground, the Dragonborn looked at this woman. She was very happy to meet someone who was still sane, especially when surrounded by countless crazy and disgusting monsters. It is not easy for a person to communicate with each other normally.

"This is called a prison, and criminals will be held here. You are really asking the truth that everyone knows." The woman who claimed to be a sinner lowered her head. It seemed that the only thing that attracted her interest was the dust on the ground. "You shouldn't have come here. Are you lost? Well, sinners in prison will never get lost, because sinners have no way to go. As the saying goes, those who have a way will get lost."

"Lost? Ah, you can say that. Someone told me that the underground prison can lead directly to the capital of sin, but I haven't found the way to the city below. Do you know the way here?"

The sinner was silent for a while, as if he was sure he heard some strange question.

"City of Sin Karma, this is not a wise choice. Are you sure you want to continue to ask me this question?"

"I didn't come here to give up halfway." Gnaiya replied without hesitation. "If you say that, you know the way?"

"Of course I know that this is the most boring joke in the underground prison. Find a window that has been knocked open, turn it over, and you can see the capital of sin."

"Huh?"

"What do you think it will be? Towering gates, carved stone arches? No, sin karma is all hell, and the fire of sin karma has already burned the city. The underground prison leads to the capital of sin karma. The road was damaged, but those jailers, they deliberately opened a prison window and spread it among the prisoners as a rumor. Oh, do you want to escape? Look for the legendary place where you can escape from the prison. When a prisoner really finds the way to escape with joy, and after turning the window, he will find that he has entered a worse place, and the jailers will watch the prisoner fall from the joy of escape to the fear of death. Haha laughed."

Listening to the description of the sinner, the corners of Longyi's mouth twitched. "You're right, it's really a group of maggot-like creatures."

With that, she stretched out her hand to the woman lying on the ground. "Well, now that you know the way, let's go."

The sinner’s eyes passed by again a trace of surprise "we?"

"Of course, I need a follower, you seem to know a lot. Can you still walk? Well, although it's in a prison, the height of the corridor should allow a person to lie on horseback."

The sinner sneered. "...Oh, you want to help me? But besides being a guilty person, I'm also a forbidden son of the abyss. In this way, are you still willing to accept me?"

"Have you killed any good people?" Ganya stretched out a finger.

"No."

"Have you fooled anyone who believes in you?"

"No."

"Have you betrayed a friend?"

"I have no friends."

"Okay, that's enough." Long Yi patted his hands. "Let's go, time waits for no one, I can't wait to leave this terrible place."

Seemingly caught off guard by the Dragonborn's question, the sinner raised his head and stood up and began to slap the sticky Gneya. Feeling the strange gaze of the other party, the dragon descendant urged. "Hurry up, what are you doing sitting on the ground? Are your legs inconvenient? I can carry you outside the cell. I have a horse that can carry you. Since you didn't kill, you didn't do anything to make it difficult. The wrong things that people forgive, the status of the son of the abyss is nothing. If according to the regulations, I am still a heresy who believes in Talos."

The sinner certainly doesn't know what the heresy of Believing in Talos is, but this does not prevent her from understanding the meaning of the dragonborn.

"Oh...this way, you woman is really weird. But, well, I am tired of being imprisoned too. I am Calula." Calula solemnly reported her name to the Dragonborn. "I agree to your request."

With that, Calula stood up slowly, her thin body made people wonder whether a violent wind would blow her away once she got outside the prison.

"My name is Gnaiya, it's great that you can walk." Gnaiya seemed to think of something, and happily slapped her hands. "Can you carry multiple things? Since we are going to travel together, we should get to know each other."

"Carry things? I can't carry much." Calula shook her head. "Again, I, Carula, thank you very much. But...what should I do. All I can give you back is magic. And it is a dark magic that deserves to be dreaded, do you really want to learn it? "

"Learning dark magic? No, I can't learn any magic stuff. If you can give me advice on magic that I don't know, I will be very happy. Sometimes I often encounter some magic that I don't understand. In trouble." Gnaiya waved her hand. This reminded her of Francesca, because the dragonborn basically didn't know much about magic. She had thought about learning in the past, but after learning a fire tongue, she still gave up. As a result, no matter what the wizard warlock says to her, as long as he brings a sentence that this is magic, whether it is good or bad, the dragonborn can only obediently obey.

"Magic consultant?" Calula immediately understood what Gnaiya meant. The advantage of talking with magicians is that they have a good understanding ability. You don't need to spend a lot of words. Of course, the premise of all this is that they are willing to chat with you. "Well, since it's your request, I will try to qualify myself as much as possible. Well, I thought I could be your magic teacher. But the magic consultant sounds good too. It doesn't matter if you don't touch dark magic, humans It’s the name for darkness. It’s just that you don’t want to see it directly, but there are always people who have a more dazzling brilliance than ordinary people. Even if there is a thunder in the sky, you can definitely avoid it. But don’t do that. Speaking to people, people don’t think this way. As long as the body is different, everything that is glorious will be thrown into the mud."

"If someone throws you at me indiscriminately, I will plunge him into the mud puddle." Gnaiya shook her fist. "You know the place that leads to the capital of sin, let's go. By the way, do me a favor."

"Do you have a spell book in your hand?" Calula tilted her head slightly. "Then, you came to such a dangerous place for magic? I haven't read a spell book for a long time, but if I can, I will try to interpret it as much as possible."

"Spell book? No, I won't take those things to waste the little space left in my package." Gnaiya squatted on the ground, her back turned to Kalula, and the sound of flipping was heard from time to time. After a while, Longyi stood up, carrying two bags in his hands. "Help me carry one." As she said, she handed Calula one of the smaller leather bags.

"...What?"

"There are too many things and they are too heavy, plus I have to carry these things on my back and fight those monsters. Although there is a horse, in some places, the horse can't go there, it can only be carried by me." With some sore shoulders. "I used to have a good friend named Ladia, but unfortunately, I haven't visited her for a while. This is what we did when we traveled together in the past. Let's go, you can just tell me , The specific situation here. Oh, yes, do you need a bottle of potion to restore your strength, or a cold Alto Mela?"

Looking at the leather bag in her hand, and looking at Longyi again, Calula sighed softly.

"You woman is really weird."

The first thousand four hundred and forty chapter

The harsh scream echoed over the dim city of Losric.

The knight with a dazzling red light in his eyes swung the big sword in his hand, and Zelin clenched the ebony blade in both hands, staring closely at the enemy rushing towards him. The knight's boots stepped up into the dust, and the large shield almost blocked most of the knight's body. The knight's sword was hidden behind the shield, like a poisonous snake hiding in a crack in the rock, attacking from all sides at any time. The demon hunter stepped back and suddenly released his left hand holding the sword, leaving only his right hand holding the shoulder.

He jumped up and swung a sword fiercely towards the knight's helmet. The ebony blade slammed into the big shield, and there was a white mark on the shield. At this time, the knight's sword behind the shield pierced the demon hunter's chest. But the sword stabbed into the air. Alderfayin hit the knight's arm, and the heavy sword flew out, rolling on the ground several times and hitting the sculpture base next to the church. But the knight didn't panic, and the hand that had lost his weapon clenched into a fist, and he punched the demon hunter with his backhand. Zelin was staggered, and he took two steps back, spreading his legs to stabilize his figure. The power of the red-eyed knight far exceeds that of the ordinary Losric knight, both in agility and reaction speed. The corners of Zelin's mouth tasted of rust. The corners of his mouth may be broken, but this is not important. This small injury is not an injury to the demon hunter at all.

After the knight retreated from the demon hunter, he quickly ran to the sword that fell to the ground, trying to pick it up again. But the next moment, with three muffled noises, the knight knelt to the ground, three arrows penetrated the leg armor and penetrated deeply. The rapid footsteps behind him made the knight turn his head abruptly, trying to counterattack with a shield, but the scene reflected in those scarlet eyes stopped at the moment Zelin waved the ebony blade. The knight's head flew out, bounced on the ground a few times, and then stopped on the dark red carpet. After losing the last vitality, the scarlet in the knight's eyes gradually faded, leaving only a pair of rotten eyeballs.

Ze Lin exhaled a long breath and looked around. On the ground nearby lay the corpses of three knights and four sacrifices. The gray robes of the sacrificial ceremony became tattered, and the red carpet on the church floor was gradually stained darker red by the blood flowing out. But compared with these enemies who are just living corpses, enemies with red eyes are more difficult to deal with. If Zelin remembers correctly, this seems to be the so-called abyss infection. He had encountered such a situation outside the church when he had just arrived in Los Creek. A monster like black oil rushed out of the citizen's body, and the eyes of that monster were blood red. And when he was in Youxian Church, he had also seen more such monsters.

It's just that unlike the black oil monster's weakness that is afraid of flames, this kind of elite knight infected by the abyss is more difficult to deal with and more difficult to deal with.

Not long after arriving at the large library, the demon hunter understood why the chief priest of the Imma would say that this is the most dangerous place. The big bird sent him here and flew away. It took Zelin to a place near the church in front of the lower city gate of Losric. I heard from the priest Imam that there was originally a ladder in the cathedral. Connected to the upper side, only after the collapse, this passage disappeared with the cathedral and even the entire city gate. It's just that when the thief went to the big library, it hadn't disappeared.

Zelin thought Grelart might be trapped here, after all, after searching the things here, the only thing left to do is definitely to find a way to leave. But now it seems that this is not the case. Zelin has solved the knights and sacrifices here, but he has not found the whereabouts of Grelart, and there are no traces of the magicians Obek and Pachi.

"It's a terrible place." Zelin rubbed the tip of his nose and took a sip, with a little blood in his saliva. "What good things can there be?"

Naturally no one will answer him.

When he was in front of the big book library, Zelin saw a scene of dead bodies. The door of the big book library was pushed open. Considering the whereabouts of the ashes he had previously inquired about, perhaps this was what the ashes called. But Zelin didn't need to enter the gloomy large library, because the bird directly caught him and flew to a higher place before landing, just in time for him to go around that area. There are traps everywhere in the large library. Whenever he approaches, the stacks and carpets of the library will exhale a group of pale arms, dancing around trying to catch him. Zelin didn't know what would happen if he was caught, but nothing good would happen.

Similarly, there are many figures of priests here. They are holding ringing bells and walking between the gloomy bookshelves. Zelin noticed that the heads of these priests are covered with a thick layer of white paste. When these priests pass the tentacle trap, they will not be affected. Although they are living corpses, they still retain the habits of the past. Perhaps this can tell him how to pass the trap.

But here, Zelin found many familiar figures --- thieves.

Maybe it shouldn't be a thief in a word, but in the city of Losric, you can see these rickety figures with hoods and linen clothes everywhere. Maybe it was just citizens who wanted to find something good inside the city after the city fell into chaos, or the slaves who escaped when the knights attacked each other, or they were just simple thieves, but they were trapped in the end. After he got here, he hid in a place where soldiers and knights could not find, until he became a living corpse, he failed to leave. No matter what they find, I am afraid they can only stay here forever with them who have become living corpses until they are swallowed up like the city below.

Walking in the empty corridor, Zelin stared at the surroundings vigilantly. There could be enemies suddenly rushing out at any time. At this time, the reaction speed became the criterion for survival. This made the demon hunter think of the situation when he went deep into the fog demon lair alone, but the fog demon’s lair is not big and he knows what the enemy is, but here, he almost knows nothing about it, whether he is about to face it. The enemy is still the terrain here. He can only temporarily rely on what he has written down in his mind, and the chief priest of the Imma moves forward to describe the situation of the large library.

In the end, not far from entering the large library, Zelin saw a stone puddle containing a puddle of thick, solid white slurry. Several corpses dressed as priests were lying nearby.

"Um... do you want to put your head in it..."

Zelin stood by the pool, looking at the unknown liquid inside with a tangled expression. He stretched out his hand and tried, there was no tingling sensation, the skin was not burned, or showed a poisonous color.

"The experience of this trip is really bad." Looking at the gloomy bookshelves nearby, Ze Lin retracted his gaze and stared at the calm water in front of him again. Finally, he took a deep breath, stretched out his hands to hold up the liquid inside, and glanced at the corpse of the priest nearby, considering whether to put these things on his forehead.

At this time, the demon hunter heard a slow footstep in his ears. He immediately dropped the liquid in his hand, pulled out the ebony blade around his waist, and looked vigilantly in the direction of the sound.

In front of his eyes, only a figure wearing a knight armor came by. This figure did not notice the existence of a demon hunter, but went straight to the pool, standing by the pool with his hands on the edge, and stretching out his entire head. Went in. After a few seconds, the man raised his head, and the knight's helmet had completely turned white.

After finishing these things, the knight erased the white paste blocking the visor, turned his head to look at the demon hunter, and then stretched out his hand to Zelin, just like the demon hunter had just arrived at the stranger. The traveling knight did it.