The Journey of the Demon Hunter

There was no one on the river beach. Dangerous scavengers wandered in the knee-high bushes nearby, and no one cared about what was on the mountain road outside the camp for a long time. Since an outpost camp was wiped out by swarms of scavengers at night, no officer has ever arranged for a patrol to come outside. He walked out of the camp alone and came here. No one paid attention, and no one cared. Perhaps, even if he died here, no one would worry about the whereabouts of a coward.

Marek shuddered as the cold wind blew through and the water rippled. Suddenly, as if he heard something in his ears, he turned around abruptly, and his eyes widened staring nervously at the rolling water. After a few seconds, he slowly exhaled.

There is nothing on the water.

"Look who's here."

A low and hoarse voice appeared behind him, and Marek turned around abruptly, stepped back several steps in fright, and almost fell on the beach. Three demon spirits appeared in the air, blocking his escape path.

"Who are you, demon spirit!? Why do you keep pestering me!?"

Marek clenched the weapon in his hand, and his trembling teeth made his voice out of tune. "I never knew you!"

"You don't know us, but your fear is enough." Mulissa slowly approached, with a chilling frost surrounding her. "Continue to fear, continue, your fear will become our stronger food. Kill him, and then leave before that **** demon hunter comes over."

The two demon spirits on the left and right screamed immediately, and Marek screamed, throwing out the moon dust in his hand. The silver dust exploded suddenly, enveloping the two demon spirits at once. The demon spirits were caught off guard by such a sudden attack. They could not imagine why an ordinary human would have a Demon Hunter item in the hands of it. Taking advantage of the moment when a demon spirit was enveloped in dust, Marek grabbed the spear and stab forward forcefully. The spear head was poked into the air, but under the influence of the moon dust, it literally hit the demon spirit.

Another demon spirit covered in moon dust leaped towards Marek's head, its sharp claws gleaming in the sunlight.

Ding——

A flying knife hit the demon spirit's claw, and the silver knife pierced its palm, making the demon spirit extremely painful. Marek hit the demon spirit's head with a spear handle with a backhand. This blow did not cause any damage to the demon spirit, and Marek waved his spear again, as if he was using a torch to drive away the beast.

"Go away! Monster, go away!"

Mulisa turned her head abruptly, and then her figure froze in mid-air, and the silver sword dashed through the air with the sound of breaking through the air. Seeing a miss, Zelin didn't stop, but ran forward three steps and jumped up. The blade slashed across Mulan's body like a scissors cutting cloth, the runes flickered, and the demon spirit turned into dust in the screaming sound and fell onto the beach. Mura tried to turn around and attack the demon hunter, but Zelin's sword was faster. As soon as she raised her claw, the silver sword had already cut its arm, and then another sword split it in two from the middle.

Mulisa opened her mouth and let out a harsh cry. The place where his body was hit by the silver sword became a mass of nothingness.

"What are you doing, Demon Hunter?!"

"If I hadn't lived in Aden for a while, I might have been fooled by you." Zelin grinned. "Mulissa, Murah, and Mulan. You said you are three sisters, but Mulan is basically a male name. Dr. Margate has three children. Two of them are female and one is male. Maybe you should Find a better name to deceive other people, and a folk doctor’s home, there is an altar that can summon demon spirits? What kind of doctor will need this kind of thing? I don’t know you will show up here, and I also know Marek I've been in a coma on the battlefield. But I can't believe a demon spirit with such an important flaw in his words. Who are you? Where are you from? I am a demon hunter. If there are any doubts, I will not help. The demon spirit goes to kill humans."

Mulissa, or rather, the demon spirit who claimed to be Mulissa gave a shrill scream. A hot flame burst out on the beach, and Marek finally couldn't support his body and fell to the ground in shock. Zelin jumped over, took his shoulders, and dragged him back. The next moment, a burning foot slammed on the place where he was just now. The flames quickly gathered into a wall, enclosing everyone in it. A ball of flame burst out from the most central location, which quickly turned into a whirlpool. When the sole of that foot stepped out of the whirlpool, Zelin knew what kind of monster he was going to face.

"Hide, Marek!" He slapped the soldier on the shoulder vigorously, allowing him to recover from the shock. "Hurry up!"

The portal was too small for the monster's figure, and it struggled to squeeze out its upper body. Marek crawled and ran to the periphery of the flame. Although there was a river on the side, his reason, or after seeing the magic flame that destroyed everyone on the battlefield, made him choose not to rush through the wall of fire, but to lie down. On the ground, holding his head with both hands. Zelin had no time to pay attention to him. Grasping the opportunity that the demon hadn't made it through, he jumped up and swung his sword like lightning in the air. What he slashed was the air, but the power of the magic injection made the rune shine on the sword. The demon's head just sticking out of the portal was hit by an invisible force, and purple blood gushed from the scars that were deeply visible in the bones.

The devil's roar made the ground seem to be trembling, Zelin fell to the ground, then rolled to avoid the fist that fell, then turned around with a sword, and cut a scar on a crimson thigh like a pillar.

"Devil hunter!" Marek shouted. "Behind!"

Zelin held the sword in his backhand, didn't look back, but directly stab the sword back.

The demon spirit that was trying to sneak attack was pierced through its abdomen before it approached. It couldn't see the power of magic injection, but this force was as sharp as a sword blade, and it penetrated it all at once. Then Zelin put his weight on his right leg, turned around in a circle, and hit the demon spirit's head again. This time, it could no longer control its figure, like a punctured balloon, and the screams gradually faded away with the disappearing figure, eventually becoming unheard.

The huge monster finally stepped out of the portal, standing on the river beach with a body over three meters, stepping on the sand surface to dent in pieces.

Without that demon spirit, the surrounding flames disappeared, but Marek couldn't escape, he was paralyzed to the ground as if he had been scared. The demon noticed the human being on the ground, and it moved towards Marek. Demon hunters know this kind of creatures, which are very similar to bull monsters, but most common bull monsters live in underground and caves instead of being summoned by monsters on fire. But now is not the time to consider these things, Zelin yelled and threw himself at the monster.

The monster was attracted by the sound behind him, but his huge body affected his reaction. Living in the ground all the year round made the bull demon's eyes unable to adapt to the noon sun. Zelin took another fierce sword at its leg, which stimulated the monster. It roared and focused completely on the opponent who had injured it three times. Zelin carefully chooses the opportunity to attack. Giant monsters usually have incomparable powers that humans can't match. The bull demon violently launches attacks again and again, just like a bison attracted by the red cloth. The demon hunter dodges its attacks dexterously, and tries to seize every opportunity to counterattack as much as possible, but when he finds that the opportunity may not be as good as expected, he will immediately give up and look for a better time to attack. .

The raised grains of sand kept digging into his collar, hair and sleeves. When the monster tried to kill the enemy in front of him by collision again, Zelin raised his hand and threw out an Alderfa seal—not against it. The monster is facing the ground instead. The blown sand suddenly enveloped the monster. When the dust fell, Zelin had already circled behind the monster. This monster is smarter than the previous monsters. He turned around, swinging his fist like a hammer, and smashing the enemy behind him. But this will not force Zelin back. The demon hunter leaned back, bent down at the same time, rubbed his knee pads against the ground, and slid towards the monster while avoiding his fists.

The action of waving his arms opened the monster's door wide, and his chest had no defense. The silver sword pierced the bull demon’s chest from bottom to top. The bull demon screamed and wanted to stand up straight and retreat, but the silver sword got stuck in its ribs. Zelin held the hilt tightly and stood up straight on the monster. Also left the ground at the same time. The bull demon reached out his hand and grabbed to Zelin. The huge claws full of hideous muscles could easily kill any human being. However, Zelin's hand that formed the seal of Ignatius had already been aimed at the small, unsuspecting eyes of the bull demon.

The flames spewed out with the screams of the monsters, Zelin took the opportunity to let go, let himself fall, avoiding the arm that grabbed him. The magic seal flame wrapped around the cow demon's head like a tarsal maggot, burning crimson skin and muscles. The monster screamed and ran for several steps, and Zelin took out the ebony blade again, and rushed forward while the enemy was facing his back. It was another sword that completely solved its life.

Marek, lying on the ground, stared at the still burning monster corpse, and asked tentatively.

"It, it's dead?"

Zelin walked over, drew the silver sword from the monster's corpse, and shook his head.

"Hurry up, Marek, this matter is not over yet, but it has nothing to do with you. Don't worry about the demon spirit haunting you. Also, no matter how cruel the war is, don't do anything special, otherwise the demon spirit will be true. Who will find you. Go ahead, go!"

Marek replied, and ran away scramblingly.

When there was only one demon hunter left on the beach, he raised his head, glanced at the noon sun, and then looked to the other side of the river beach.

"Don't hide there. If you don't come out, I will use bombs and seals to force you out."

Chapter 1819: Unexpected Soul

The demon hunter's voice fell. A few seconds later, just as Zelin was about to take out the anti-magic bomb behind him, a figure of Miao Man walked out from behind the rock by the river.

"How did you find me? Am I so compelling?"

There was a kind of echo in the voice, as if it came from the valley of the abyss. The slender woman walked out of the rock. Her figure seemed to be produced by a magical projection. The silhouette of her figure swayed slightly as she walked, and something like ashes floated around her, disappearing into the air and reappearing again and again. , People can't help but wonder whether the next moment will disappear because the magic signal is blocked. But Zelin knew what was the reason for the appearance of the person in front of him.

"Your presence is about to explode my talisman." Before the opponent looked at the ebony blade with more interest, Zelin retracted the scabbard and clenched the silver sword again. At this time, the silver sword may be more useful. "Did you summon the mist of the demon spirit? Or did the thing that awakened the mist of the demon spirit summon you back to the world? Or, do you want to come for revenge? Why not take it with you in hell, Sabina."

Sabina's ghost grinned open, showing teeth that were so white all the time.

"Vengeance? Of course I want revenge. You made me lose my body. If it weren't for the blood curse, it would be almost impossible for me to keep my mind in the state of my soul. I hate this kind of reason. I can no longer taste good wine or swallow food, too. I can’t enjoy all the pleasures that my body can bring. But I can’t take revenge. All my remaining mana is to maintain my sanity. If I attack you, I doubt if I can find a way to absorb and transform it into a prisoner of the voice of hell. The ghost of mana. Oh, **** you, can you imagine? A voice kept yelling in your ears, making you close your eyes, and close your eyes completely. Sun, air, water, the voice of the living, everything Become like scorching you! That stinky **** will never try to catch me!"

"No, I don't imagine it, because it has nothing to do with me. You asked for it, Sabina."

No one would think that the land of the **** of death is such a wonderful place. Many mages study the elixir to avoid the one who will one day see the person who will take their soul away. For living beings, the world is not a good place. Anything that makes living people feel comfortable will make them unbearable. Their unwillingness to die and the pain they have to endure every day will eventually cause their souls to become demon spirits. On the contrary, **** makes the living suffer, but it fits the soul of the dead. Had it not been for Zelin to see what the Realm of Death looked like in Becker's distorted illusion, he would not believe this conclusion.

But he will not tell Sabina.

This is what she deserves.

Zelin shrugged. "You made all the demon spirits here?"

"It was made by the mist."

Sabina walked back and forth next to Zelin, scratching her hair, her tone contained a certain unquenchable disgust, disgust for everything in this world. "The mist has turned the souls that were originally floating here into demon spirits. Damn, I could have absorbed souls easily and comfortably, they would not be conscious and would not fight against me. The souls created by a war are enough for me to enjoy five years of time. , And there will be more souls in the new war within five years. Speaking of which, I should thank Hunsett. If he hadn't been willing to start a war, my magic power would soon be unable to maintain my sense."

"Then why are you here?"

"Me? Yes, why did I come here?" Sabina asked to herself, and then laughed again. "Let’s see if this demon hunter who killed me will be deceived by a demon spirit and kill a few people. I guess when you find out that you killed someone, you will definitely come to take revenge. The soul is mine. Oh, look at how miserable these three demon spirits are. I have tried my best and I haven't succeeded yet."

"Do you know them?"

"You killed me and left." Sabina subconsciously scratched her chest, as if to dig out her own things, but no matter what she did, she couldn't feel anymore. "Then the wild boar king picked up my corpse here and burned it again. And I sat on the rock over there, thinking if it wasn't for making some accidents to celebrate. But then I discovered that there are research dead souls here. A man of spells."

"What?"

"A folklore doctor, I don’t know where he got the magic book, but the magic remaining in the book is indeed very strong. I thought that when he was about to complete the spell, he would enter the altar, and today his Possessed inside. But my expectations of him were too high. He failed. The magic in the book was too old and drove him crazy. Then he killed his three children and committed suicide by jumping off a cliff."

Sabina paused, as if suddenly thinking of something. "Now that you have got the magic book, I can tell you how to perform the magic ritual. You can get the magic power in the book, which is much stronger than your magic seal like a trick, and I will stay in the magic book, Regain perception. I can assure you that in order to gain perception, I will never make any mistakes in this ritual. You will first gain power, and then you will use power to let me enter the book without worrying about me betraying you. "

"No." Zelin shook his head.

"This is a win-win deal!" Sabina said in disbelief. "It's good for us."