Demon Hunter: I became a god in the demon hunting world

Then, the witcher bent down and slowly came to a house, and slowly opened the door, making no sound in the process.

At this time, two people in the room were eating around a pot.

One of them had his back to Dick and was completely unaware of the danger coming, while the other soldier was devouring the food in the bowl. He just felt a shadow approaching and only glanced at it with a look of horror on his face.

The soldier with his back turned to the witcher had a crossbow pierce his chest, killing him with one blow.

Before the other soldier could stand up to resist, he was shot directly through one eye by the Demon Hunter's crossbow, and the tip of the arrow passed through the back of his head.

The second soldier lowered his head and sat still.

After dealing with the two of them, Dick followed the thunderous snores to the side door, opened the door, and looked inside.

A Cato soldier was sleeping soundly, completely unaware of the tragic death of his comrade outside.

The demon hunter didn't hesitate, just covered his mouth and slashed his neck with the knife.

The soldier's eyes widened for a moment, full of panic, his legs twitched, and he wanted to resist, but he couldn't get away from Dick's arms that didn't look thick, but were extremely powerful.

After dealing with the soldier, Dick relaxed a little.

He looked at the soldier who was staring blankly on the bed and found that the Cato man was not tall and his skin was slightly dark. It was obvious that he was always exposed to wind and sun.

These Gato soldiers who used horseback as their bed and were skilled in bow and horse made other countries on the mainland fearful. Logically speaking, they could not be so unbearable, but who told them to let down their vigilance and encounter a demon hunter who was proficient in assassination.

"There is only one person left, and he should be the priest."

Dick thought to himself, and then he came to a house in the middle of the village.

This house looks much better than the previous houses. Even the wall material is made of a mixture of marble and wood. It should be the home of the village chief or a wealthy businessman.

Dick held his breath and listened carefully to the sounds inside.

…

"I know you."

This was a hoarse, low, male-female voice, "You are the apprentice of Barbara, the chief warlock of the North, and you are also a rare warlock who masters thunder spells.

"Thunder spells are extremely rare. I didn't expect you, as an apprentice, to be able to barely release the lightning technique."

Hearing this, Dick was delighted. The one who could unleash the art of thunder was the quasi-warlock Shia.

The priest spoke in common language, which was a bit awkward, but he could still hear it clearly.

"Do you know that you killed one of my compatriots at that time, and you also wanted to use the thunder technique later, which almost caused us a lot of trouble.

"If I hadn't stopped those Cato soldiers, you might have been insulted by them in turn. Do you want to thank me?"

Then came the familiar female voice of Dick: "You are the priest of Cato, and my master is the warlock of the North. You came to invade this country. I am just resisting. Why should I thank you?"

"Humph, little girl, you have such a tough mouth." A gloomy laugh came, "But it seems you don't want to cooperate in telling me the secret of how you mastered the art of falling thunder."

"I am born with this. Don't say I don't cooperate. Even if I cooperate, you will get nothing."

"That's not necessarily the case. It seems that we can only wait until the Cato army defeats Duke Amara, the son of Naraushi, and then take you back to the Catu grassland and study it slowly."

"Research? What are you going to study?"

“Of course it’s you.

"Don't look at your harsh words now, but at that time we will have many skilled craftsmen to slowly pry your mouth open. Even if you can't speak out, we can still use your body as a material to conduct spell research."

"You're dreaming, someone will rescue me soon, and you will be killed by then." Siya's voice became panicked.

"Do you expect that little knight who escaped? He was too scared to come back.

"Little girl, no one will save you. Are you scared now? It's okay to be scared, hehehe.

"After I bring you back, if you are lucky enough to survive the research, for a noble and rare warlock like you, those wolf-like Cato warriors will definitely be interested in you, and you might be able to give birth to more than a dozen children.

"When the time comes that you have something to worry about, you can live in our Gatu Grassland with peace of mind."

"Absolutely impossible."

"It's not up to you."

Dick stopped listening and gently opened the door. In his field of vision, Shia was tied to a pillar, and there was a man in a cloak in front of her.

Just as Dick was about to raise the short crossbow, the disheveled priest suddenly turned around as if he had been prepared.

He was naked from the waist up and had white paint on his face.

Suddenly, he picked up the staff in his hand and struck at the demon hunter.

Seeing this, Dick had no choice but to abandon his short crossbow, dodge the fierce attack, and then drew out the steel sword from his back.

"Hmph, Witcher, do you think I can't find you?"

Seeing that the blow missed, the priest took a step back, and then said loudly:

"I set up a detection trap at the door. When you opened the door, I discovered you. I thought I could kill you with one blow, but I didn't expect that you demon hunters are really sharp."

Dick didn't say a word and just went forward to attack.

The priest just spoke loudly just to alert the guards outside, but seeing that the guards made no movement, he knew that they must have been wiped out.

He was horrified in his heart, but calm on the outside. He waved the staff again, and this time a raging fire surged from the top of the staff, and the flames rushed towards his face.

Dick dodged the attack again and was about to counterattack when he found that the priest jumped back sharply and came behind Xia.

It seemed that he just wanted to force the witcher to retreat.

"Witcher, you came to save her, right? I said that the little girl just swore that someone would come to save him.

"I advise you to put down your weapon, otherwise your little lover will die." As he said, he laughed sinisterly again.

"Okay."

The witcher really threw down the steel sword in his hand.

"Dick, don't do this. Kill him and don't care about me. He will never let me go."

"Shut up, little girl, otherwise I will burn your delicate little face with flames. You don't want to become an ugly monster for the rest of your life, do you?"

Xia turned pale when she heard this.

The priest was even more proud: "Now witcher, turn your back and walk to the corner, yes, that's it. "

Xia looked at this scene, feeling somewhat desperate. She couldn't understand why the witcher did what she was told. Was it just because she had taught him alchemy?

The priest came behind the kneeling witcher and swung the burning staff fiercely at the back of his head.

It was foreseeable that the witcher's head would be smashed by the steel staff.

"No!" Xia shouted.

The next moment, the flame on the priest's staff suddenly went out, and he fell backwards, covering his neck with his hands.