The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Moving on past the wreckage, the demon hunter saw a second corpse. Several scavenging crows were pecking at his face. After hearing the sound of horseshoes, the crows flapped their wings into the air and flew up to the treetops, leaving only a few black feathers hovering and falling. Only bones and rags remained below the knees of the corpse, and there was a chewed shoe in the distance, half buried in the soil. There was no mark on him, and Zelin couldn't tell who or power he belonged to.

"It's terrible."

Zelin looked around, and finally, his gaze was fixed on the dried blood remaining on the rock.

"Three-toed claws, blood dried for a long time, all four feet on the ground, about one meter apart. Traces of ghouls." Ze Lin looked up in the direction where the footprints spread. "The ghoul who finished eating crawled back into the forest."

Maybe you can find the ghoul's lair by following the traces.

No one knows what kind of underground society exists in the land where people live. The winding tunnels are filled with creatures like ghouls and evil spirits, and they follow the smell of corpses through the land. Digging the dirt out into tombs and battlefield remains. People can only get a glimpse of the secrets below through the holes they leave on the ground. Find the ghoul lair and blow it up, at least to stop the monster for a while. Then clean up the corpse during this time and burn it with fire. The ghoul will lose interest here and will not come again unless there are new corpses and blood attracted.

Following his footsteps, Ze Lin came to a basin surrounded by towering rocks. Poplars and pine trees can be vaguely seen on the rocks. At least seven ghouls stayed next to a raised mound, which was covered with fallen leaves and twigs, mixed with human fragments and pale bones. The ghouls raised their heads with only small eyes and stared at the demon hunter. Some warlocks said that the eyes of ghouls can't actually see anything. Years of underground life makes their eyes degenerate, and their hearing and sense of smell are far more sensitive than ordinary people. Unless you can control the footsteps like a demon hunter, no one can escape a ghoul.

This is not the most important.

Zelin got off his horse and patted his horse's **** vigorously. The mount hissed and fled.

On the **** of the canyon covered with shrubs, from the thicker and denser darkness, some small, ugly crawling shadows emerged. They crawled out one by one, staring at the humans walking to the lair.

There are at least fourteen.

Suddenly, a ghoul suddenly jumped off the rock, and the rubble fell off, making a clatter. It is like a wolf, hungry and crazy, driven by a virus, and fast like a strong ghoul. Zelin counted the distance between it and himself, and a roundabout came in place, and the sword that was reflected in the mark of light blue flashed in the air with a cold light. The head of the ghoul flew out of the air with a pillar of blood, flew more than two meters high, and fell between two rocks.

It was like a signal, and the ghoul moved at the same time. One runs from the left, one from the middle, and the other three from the right. Zelin did not retreat, but jumped one step forward in front of the ghoul in the middle, taking advantage of the moment when its front paws hit the ground when it was running, a sword split the monster's head in two. The monsters on both sides killed at the same time, Zelin turned around again, slashing hard at the enemy in the range of sight, one sword at a time, without any mercy.

He suddenly staggered forward. A ghoul hit his back. If it is not for the Kunen's Seal, otherwise there will be an extra wound on the back. He turned around and slashed the enemy on the ground with a sword. The ghouls on the hillside jumped down at the same time. Zelin's left hand formed a gesture of Alderfayin, and he slapped the ground. Alder exploded fiercely in a whirlpool, and the enemies rushing from all directions were knocked out. The ghoul closest to the demon hunter was frozen into an ice sculpture and crashed on the rock. Zelin took the opportunity to step forward and pierced the monster that had not had time to get up to the ground.

Out of the corner of the demon hunter's eyes, he saw a ghoul hiding behind the bushes lowering himself, and he recognized this posture. After fighting ghouls for so many years, he has long understood that different postures represent what kind of attack the enemy will launch. Zelin bent his knees, his body sank, and the ghoul that jumped up just rushed over his head. Zelin raised the sword upward, a slight obstruction came out of his palm, and then there was the sound of something breaking, and then the warm liquid poured out from a bucket and spilled on the back of the demon hunter. . The ghoul fell to the ground from the other side, spread out, and internal organs flowed out of the abandoned belly.

Panting heavily, Zelin looked at the ghoul corpse on the ground, took a deep breath, and exhaled again.

Temporarily cleaned up.

He walked to the ghoul's lair, took off a bomb hung around his waist, lit it and threw it in along the hole dug by the ghoul. Zizi's bomb rolled into the lair, and the flames of the lead illuminate the cave for a moment. Zelin stepped back and stared at the cave. The next moment, there was a muffled noise inside the cave, and flames spewed out with smoke. The soil, branches, and fragments of broken limbs were thrown into the sky more than two meters high, and then fell like raindrops with the leaves.

Seeing the ghoul lair with only a thin plume of smoke, Zelin sighed, lowered his head, looked at the blood-stained armor, and sighed helplessly.

Today we will clean up again. However, there are many warlocks here, and maybe someone is willing to buy mutants and organs of ghouls.

Just when Zelin was about to leave, his gaze moved in the direction where the horse ran away. Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he saw that between the two bushes, an arm with iron gloves stretched out, and the armband of the arm was embroidered with the emblem of Tamoria's white lily.

Zelin frowned, clenched the sword, and walked towards the corpse.

When he walked between the bushes, looking at the scene in front of him, the demon hunter couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Behind the bushes, the remains of a camp were covered with corpses that had been eaten until only part of the bones were left. The blood-stained Tamorian flag was inserted diagonally into the soil, drooping to the ground.

Chapter 1874 The truth about the attack

The camp was dead, and there was a cold wind in the forest.

Zelin walked slowly into the ruins of the camp, and there were corpses everywhere on the ground. Some are bald, some have a beard, some are young, some are old, some are short, some are tall, some are fat, some are thin. They all looked the same now, with swollen bodies and faces that had been bitten by corrosion. Part of the torn tent was blown away, and the remaining part was like a striped flag on the tent frame, hunting in the cold wind.

"Damn..."

Zelin walked to one corpse after another to check their condition. The camp soil was soft, black, soaked in blood.

He squatted next to a corpse, the best one in the camp.

"Most of it has been chewed away, rotted, swollen, and dead for more than ten days." Zelin took off the front breastplate from the corpse, wiped off the blood on it, bounced off the maggot crawling on the finger, and turned it sideways. , Look carefully at the imprint above. "There are no scratches on the armor, and there is a depression in the upper right of the chest. Well, the ghoul's claws will not have such an effect, like some kind of flail and mace."

Another corpse was pressed under the other corpses. The corpse above was basically only bones. It seemed that the ghoul had just started to eat the food below. Zelin pushed aside the bones above and looked at the body of an armed soldier below. His exposed leg and one hand were gnawed off, leaving the part pressed underneath intact.

"The neck was cut neatly and accurately, and there was bruise and dried blood everywhere around the wound." Ze Lin opened his head and carefully checked the space between the helmet and the armor. "The ghoul's claws will not only leave a scar, nor will it leave a cut. It was hacked to death by a sword. Either someone cut the corpse with a sword after he died, or the soldier was killed by someone. After he died, he was eaten by a ghoul."

There is a carriage on the edge of the camp. There is only one wheel left on the carriage. The carriage is painted with the Temoria white lily logo. Three arrows are inserted into the lilies, and the arrows are deeply embedded in the wooden planks. This kind of force cannot be done by ordinary short archers. Arrived.

"It's a crossbow arrow."

Zelin grabbed the shaft of the arrow and drew it off. He looked at the arrow reflecting the cold light in the moonlight. There were several saw marks on it. He knew this kind of arrow. Nilfgard's standard arrow, the zigzag arrow will further split into smaller fragments after it hits the human body, and the person who is hit has no chance of surviving.

Zelin opened the blood-stained curtain with his sword and looked inside. The cushions and blankets inside were stained with mud and blood and twisted together.

"There is no one in the carriage." He swept across the carriage and tore off the blanket. "There are no corpses either."

A miserable cry came from the forest, Zelin raised his head, looked at the bright moonlight, and sighed heavily. Then he put his fingers into the glass bottle around his waist, pinched a touch of salt with his index finger and thumb, and sprinkled it while walking, sprinkling it all around the camp. He still needs enough time to investigate, although it is night, he can't leave yet.

If there are no accidents, this camp is most likely to be the disappeared Temoria convoy. They camped here and were attacked in an ambush. After the battle, the attackers won, but they did not clean the battlefield, so the rotting corpses attracted so many ghouls. It is July, and the weather is hot, and the corpse is easy to decay, attracting scavengers.

"An emblem." Zelin stretched out his finger and erased the dirt on the emblem, revealing the logo with two swords imprinted on it. "What is this?"

He found this in the bushes nearby, something that didn't belong to the Temoria team. Perhaps it was left by the attacker, of course, there is another possibility. He didn't find the corpse of Prince Balsey or Princess Aneth. This is a good thing. Without a corpse, he might still be alive. Finding the corpse is the most helpless. Maybe this is a kidnapping? Kidnapping princes and princesses, especially the prince is the heir to a kingdom, if the kidnappers can escape alive with a ransom, then they don't need to worry about money for the rest of their lives.

Maybe he should go to Lida Fort and find someone to find out if anyone knows this badge.

A low roar came from the side, and the light cyan flame floated in the air, illuminating several tree trunks. Zelin turned his head, and a night demon spirit drifted across the forest. The demon hunter searched for clues in the camp all night, such as today's color is slightly bright, through the canopy of the head, you can see a whitish white in the sky in the distance. Before long, the demon spirits at night will disappear. When the number of demon spirits in the forest is the least at dawn, he can return to Fort Lida and tell Roche and Siegfried of the discovery here.

Salt can block the penetration of demon spirits. They hate salt, just like the demon bird hates fish oil. But if the monster has already swooped in front of you, no amount of salt can save you. In any case, this forest will probably not be able to build any logging yard or reclaim it into farmland within ten years. Many people died in the forest, and the resentment here was enough to converge into a dangerous monster in the next time. Only during the day can you pass safely, because most of the people here are killed at dusk or night, and their resentment will turn into a night demon spirit.

Before leaving, Zelin gathered the dead bodies in the camp and piled them together. Raising his hand, gestured out the rune of Ignifa Seal. A stream of flame spurted from the palm of his hand, and within a short while, the pile of corpses lit up a raging flame, and thick smoke rushed into the sky. He has to clean up the remaining traces, otherwise it won't be long before a new ghoul lair will appear here. Looking at the silhouette gradually shrinking in the flames, the demon hunter put the collected signs and emblems in the package and hung them around his waist.

"Oh, look, what happened here?"

Zelin turned around following the voice. Six knights walked out of the forest, four of them stood under the hillside with their guards, and the other two walked up.

"A demon hunter, and a bunch of..." The leading bald knight frowned, clutching the tip of his nose. "...The corpse being burned."

"There are piles of ghoul corpses on the ground and..." Zelin stretched out his fingers and waved lightly. "The night demon spirit that drifted past where you stood just now."

Several Hu Cong quickly turned around and looked at the nearby forest with a little panic. The knights beside them immediately whipped them with a whip.

"Don't listen to the mutants' nonsense, stand for me!"

"What are you doing here, demon hunter? Chasing monsters? Following the smell of corpses like a hound?"

"I came here to investigate why there are so many ghouls in the forest, and then discovered that another group of unlucky caravans have encountered poisonous hands. I can't bring them back to life, so I can only kill the monsters and clean the nest and burn them. Their bodies." Zelin looked up and down the knight in front of him. He didn't know this person, but he was probably recruited by the Knights of the Flame Rose in Redania. Anyway, their conditions for joining are not high, and the donation of one hundred crowns can get the title of knight and the weapons and equipment provided by the knights. "What's the matter with the knights? It followed the fly? But unfortunately, there is only carrion left here, there is no property or relics."

"We found flames here, so we suspect that there are warlocks performing their evil magic rituals in secret places." The knight cocked his mouth and raised his chin. "As long as these warlocks hide in places where there is no light, they will start to plan conspiracies. They only have power and murderous ideas in their minds, or they will trade with demons for power, and they will not hesitate to betray the world. Someone must stare at them, it is best. Hang a collar around their necks and fasten them so that mad dogs will not bite people. Otherwise, who knows what else they will do? Soak their organs in potions? Refining all kinds of weird potions To turn humans into monsters and monsters into humans?"

"So you put a dog on every herbalist in the Dominion of the Knights? Burn the old one and throw the young into the brothel?"

The knight snorted. "If they are not witches, why should they encourage the villagers to use only herbs instead of looking for a doctor in the hospital?!"

"You give the villagers money to see a doctor in the hospital?"

"It's not expensive, only twenty crowns." The knight waved his hand contemptuously. "Obviously there are cheap hospitals, but this group of Diao people would rather dance with the warlock's potion pot than go to the hospital for treatment. They would rather ask the witch for help than trust the doctor. They are all helpless."

"Ah, yes, just the savings of a farmer for half a year? If you have money, who wants to endure unpleasant and bitter herbal potions?"