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

Kebi began to explain: "The wood used by the Nagatu people when they attacked the city was cut down on the outside of the Black Forest. Now the outside of the Black Forest has been cut clean, and if the woodcutter wants to get the wood, he can only go deeper."

"I understand." Dick nodded, "Do you want me to eradicate that deer-headed spirit?"

"I... don't mean it now. Let's think about it again." Kebi replied.

"By the way, there are still some Gato bandits who have gone somewhere. And we don't have enough troops now, so we can't go out hastily.

"Even though Queen Maeve left us some knights of the Falcon Knights, this power is only enough to defend Odinburg.

"So Dick, if you stay away from Odinburg, you must be careful when executing your commission."

"I understand, that's it. I'm going to look for a demon hunting mission now."

After saying that, the witcher stood up and walked out of the castle.

"Then I wish you a safe journey." The two laughed.

Dick waved his hand gently in farewell.

Opening the door and walking to the gate of Odinburg, he met another acquaintance.

"It's a disaster, it's a disaster, Master Dick." Sheriff O'Neill looked anxious.

"What happened? O'Neill, is there another little mist demon?"

“No, it’s not the little mist monster this time, Master Dick, you already cleaned them up yesterday.

"The problem this time is that the river near our fishing village is clogged with corpses. The corpses are slowly disappearing."

"Isn't that a good thing? You don't have to go downstream to find new fishing spots."

"But those corpses were eaten by the newly emerged water ghosts. One of the water ghosts reached out from the middle of the river and dragged the corpses directly into the water.

“I don’t know if it’s because of this war that there are more water ghosts.

"And now besides those water ghosts, there are other monsters."

"What kind of monster? Tell me." Dick asked with a raised eyebrow.

"That kind of monster looks like an old lady, with a stooped waist."

Are you afraid it's the broom witch again?

Dick's expression turned serious, "Then does she have a broom in her hand?"

"I didn't have a broom. I was all dirty. I was holding a dirty, black cane in my hand."

Dick knew immediately what kind of monster he was talking about. It should be the swamp witch.

Although the swamp witch and the broom witch are both called witches, they are completely different types of monsters.

The former is a [corpse-eating creature], while the latter is a [remnant].

Swamp witches are generally not very tall. They mainly rely on controlling the mud around the river bank to attack. They can wave their crutches to cover their prey's face with mud, blocking their sight, or they can summon earth elements to form a ball of mud as big as a fist. Attack prey.

Generally speaking, its aggressiveness is not too strong. It mainly commands the water ghosts and assists the water ghosts during the battle.

Therefore, if you want to deal with the water ghosts, it is best to kill it first, because it is equivalent to the external brain of the water ghosts.

"I understand, then this is also considered a demon hunting commission?"

"It's a demon hunting commission. I understand the rules. But Master Dick, you also know that there has been a war these days, and many people have died. We don't have that much money. What do you think of the 30 crowns that the villagers have collected?"

"I accepted this commission." Dick took the crown and put it in his pocket, and then returned to the fishing village west of Odinburg with O'Neill.

…

When several young fishermen saw the arrival of the demon hunter, they quickly looked respectful: "Master Dick, I'm troubling you again. Please eradicate the monsters as soon as possible."

O'Neill on the side waved his hand and said: "Don't disturb Master Dick, just go about your own business."

A young man muttered: "I make a living by fishing, and now the river is blocked, what else can I do?"

But despite saying this, several young men moved their steps and planned to go home.

At this time, Dick spoke: "Wait a minute, I need your help with something."

On the side, O'Neill looked surprised and quickly reminded: "Dick, they are just ordinary fishermen. They can't help you deal with those monsters."

"Don't worry, I won't put them in danger. Just hear me out, okay?"

"All right."

O'Neill was really worried that someone else would die in the village, so he felt relieved when the witcher said this.

Several young men turned back with excitement. "That's great, we can actually help Master Dick. Master Dick, please just ask."

"Let's go to the top of the hill first."

After a while, these five or six people came to the hillside to look down.

There were several bloated floating corpses floating around in the center of the river bank, their bodies chewed to the point of disfigurement.

On the shore, there were seven or eight water ghosts wandering back and forth blindly, like a group of idle street kids.

Near the group of water ghosts on the shore was a stooped, dirty old woman holding a cane - it was the swamp witch.

"Have you seen that witch?"

"I saw it, Master Dick." A fisherman replied, "The dirty old lady appeared out of nowhere and was mixed with the water ghost."

“It’s also a monster, don’t underestimate it just because of its small size.

"These water ghosts have low IQs and are disorganized in their attacks, so I can easily deal with these seven or eight water ghosts.

"But with the command of the Swamp Witch, it will be a little difficult, so I need you..."

"Kill the swamp witch?" a fisherman replied excitedly.

"What a fool." Dick whispered in Chinese.

"Master Dick, are you chanting a spell?" the fisherman asked curiously.

Dick shook his head helplessly, "I need you to attract those water ghosts. Of course, I don't want you to get close. By the way, who among you can use a bow and arrow or a short crossbow?"

The fishermen shook their heads one after another. When Dick was a little disappointed, one of the fishermen replied, "Master Dick, we are fishermen. We usually use harpoons to fish. Although we don't know how to use bows and arrows, we are good at throwing."

"Great, you will do this in a while..." Then Dick whispered.

...

Beside the river bank, the water ghosts paced back and forth bored after eating and drinking.

When one of the water ghosts was leisurely thinking about life with his marble-like walnut kernel, a harpoon passed by.

Then the laughter of humans came from a distance, and he looked in the direction.

And on the high slope a few dozen meters away, three fishermen were pointing at him and laughing loudly.

The water ghost was furious by instinct and was about to chase after him, but was stopped by the hoarse old woman behind him.

The witch was the leader of the water ghosts. The water ghost suppressed his anger and ignored the provocation of the fishermen.

But just as he turned his head, another stone passed by him, followed by the third, the fourth...

And the fishermen were not just hitting one water ghost, but the whole group.

Even the usually serious sheriff O'Neill was helping to throw stones.