The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The demon hunter leaned back and swept his nose with a demon sword. I don't know when a ring spirit rushed behind Zelin. Leaning back on his horse, Zelin pierced the ebony blade out and pierced in from the saddle, then flipped his wrist and used his best to lift the ebony blade up.

The ring spirit turned into a cloud of smoke, rushing into the sky struck by lightning.

A sword appeared in the field of vision, getting closer and closer.

Zelin raised his free left hand, the ring faced the enemy, and before the magic sword hit him, he grabbed the enemy's wrist.

"Go away!"

He suddenly sat upright, his palm grasping the hot soldering iron, but compared with the demon hunter, the ring spirit reacted more intensely. His body twitched constantly, and the air reverberated with a sharp sizzle, as if someone had thrown red iron into the ice water.

After a few seconds, Ze Lin released his hand, the ring spirit that lost his power turned into a mist, and only the mount that died after leaving his master fell down beside him. The black horse rots at a speed visible to the naked eye, the skin splits, the horse's hoof breaks, the carrion on the body falls off, revealing the dense white bones. Almost only the effort to breathe, the gloomy mount in front of him was only left with bones stuck with a little bit of rotten flesh, which emitted an unbearable stench in the rain.

The last ring spirit was riding a horse and standing in front of Zelin. It holds a sword in both hands, the blade is vertical, like a samurai challenging Zelin.

The demon hunter squinted his eyes and stared at the opponent. He held the hilt in both hands and raised the ebony blade above his head as an acceptance of the challenge.

The next moment, the body of the ring spirit was divided into two from the middle, the cloak was cut, and the ring spirit, which had lost its fixed body, rushed into the dark sky as if it had been ejected. The cloak fell, revealing Frid, who was still swinging the sickle behind him.

When the mount that had lost its strength and support fell to the ground, Frid raised his head, looking at Zelin with black eyes under his hood, without any emotion in his eyes. After a few seconds, she sighed softly, with a little question in her eyes.

"I was planning to fight him one-on-one."

Zelin wiped the rain off his face to prevent it from flowing into his eyes.

"Hmm..."

Fried did not say much.

"Are there any enemies fleeing?" Zelin scanned the ground nearby and counted the dead mounts. These ring spirit mounts don't seem to be able to live forever like their masters. As long as the rider is defeated and there is no strength to support them, they Will become a corpse again.

Frid shook his head.

"Very good." Zelin exhaled and pulled back the hood that was thrown on his shoulders because of the battle. He rode to Frid, and looked at the nun with concern: "Are you injured?"

Frid shook his head again.

"Then let's go back first." Zelin stretched out his hand, and more and more raindrops hit his palm: "They need a period of time to recover, and without a mount, their speed will be greatly reduced."

Compared with Mordor, the power of these ring spirits is much weaker.

Is it because of what they did in Mordor back then that caused Sauron to allocate a part of his power to compete with another careerist for Mordor, so that he didn't have more power to help his subordinates? It was the war in Mordor that year that split the ring spirit inside, so that the power of the ring spirit was even weaker.

Altariel said that after Zelin and the others left, because Sauron used most of his power to fight for control of the evil black tower with Celebrity, there were two ring spirits from the East. Gradually get rid of control. Although they did not succeed later, the civil war slowed the pace of the orcs loyal to Sauron to unify Mordor.

When Zelin and Fried rode back to Bree on horseback, Bree's gatekeeper stood on the edge of the wall with an oil lamp, looking out at the shadows outside. Dark clouds obscured the moon, and there was only darkness in the wilderness.

"Who's there!" Noting the approaching outline, the gatekeeper raised the oil lamp and yelled loudly, revealing a tooth missing a front tooth: "Report your name!"

"I'm Brie's guest." Zelin replied while riding a horse, pulling down the ring on his index finger slowly. The ring is like a shell holding the finger, biting the finger bone tightly: "I came here today, do you remember? This afternoon, I am staying at the Prancing Horse Hotel!"

"Oh..." The gatekeeper frowned, and when Zelin approached and saw his appearance, he heaved a sigh of relief: "Ah, I remember." He stepped aside and shook. The cloak, leaving the water droplets on it: "It’s good if you are safe, sir, people say that there are some bad sounds outside, which sound like wolves. The hunters will go out during the day tomorrow. If there are really wild When the wolves get close, you have to kill them so as not to hurt the people in the town. Did you hear it when you went out just now?"

"Wolves call? No, I didn't hear them." Zelin shook his head: "But I know one thing, even if there is something, it must not be a wolf. Mr. Gatekeeper. In the last few days, don't let anyone go into the wilderness. , It doesn't make sense."

"What?"

"Nothing, we should go back. Good night, sir."

Chapter 2392 Happy Time

For seven consecutive days, Zelin would leave Buli every day, wandering on horseback on the cobblestone trails outside Buli, until he returned late at night.

There are rumors in the tavern that he is a human from the south, a human from Gondor, who traveled to Brie to hunt and was a hunter. At least during dinner at the Prancing Horse Hotel, this is how he introduced himself to others. Humans from far away come for hunting. The townspeople didn't ask Zelin what he was hunting, they had already made up a set of reasonable arrangements for Zelin's purpose in their minds.

"Crow, it's everywhere."

Zelin frowned and looked at the crows circling in the sky. The black crow swept across the sky like a whirlwind, and like a dark cloud, drifting across the roofs of Brie Town in the wind: "How many days is it already?"

"Three days."

Frid stood behind Zelin, silently looking at the gloomy street in front of him. The sky was gloomy, dark clouds seemed to be pressing on the gray tiled roofs of the houses, and the people who pressed them could not breathe: "Every day there are crows haunting. I didn't notice the people who tamed the crows haunting nearby, unless he was particularly good at hiding himself. "

"This is good, at least they still think that the target is hidden in Burri." Zelin raised the crossbow with one hand and aimed at a crow that landed on the opposite roof. Pulling the trigger, the crow fell down, causing an exclamation on the street. The remaining crows fluttered their wings and fled, leaving only a shed feather: "Thank you, Frid."

"Yeah."

"Let's go, as usual, let's go out for a walk." Zelin closed the window and locked it inside: "Watch out for the enemies around here. I suspect that the devil will send other servants. Watch out for the surrounding environment. If anything goes wrong. Where, as long as you feel something is wrong, tell me immediately. I may not be able to find all the clues and anomalies. Oh, yes."

Suddenly, Zelin remembered something: "When we came back yesterday, did you go down and ask for a beer again?"

Frid's face stiffened.

"Yes." She nodded slightly: "What's the matter?"

"No, nothing, I just told you, don't forget to pay after you ask for a beer. The innkeeper told me that the woman who appeared with me disappeared after asking for a glass of beer." Zelin walked aside In the corner of the room, picked up the silver sword lying on the wall and turned it back behind him: "Do you like this drink very much?"

"No... It's rare in the past. I used to see you drinking with other people, so I tried." Frid bit her lower lip lightly and looked to the other side: "It's not good, it's bitter. It makes me slow and very toxic."

"But if you want to drink in the future, you can go directly to the counter or ask the waiter to bring it to the room. I have already paid the money in advance. You just need to get it if you want to drink it." Zelin didn't care about Fu. Lid's refusal: "If you want, you can ask him to prepare some for you in advance. We will leave early tomorrow morning, and I found a carriage."

Zelin thought it shouldn’t be too difficult to find a carriage, but it turns out that there are very few horses in the north, especially after the northern human kingdom has not perished for so long, the remaining human beings are scattered in the wilderness in the form of urban autonomy. Everywhere. It doesn't make much sense for them to domesticate horses. They won't go too far, let alone fight on horseback. As a result, Zelin found only one cart and used a rope to tie it to the horse gifted by King Elrond.

He was preparing for this a day ago. There was a carpenter in Brie, and Zelin asked him to make some brackets on the cart, and then cover it with canvas. Perhaps it is too small for humans to transform this cart into a carriage, but it is enough for the hobbit to hide four.

"Go?" Fried raised his eyes: "Only seven days."

"Yes, seven days, but we have been here long enough. If a few days ago, they might suspect that Frodo was hiding in Burri, but how could a person with a ring of power be without It makes sense to stay in a human town for more than ten days? There are no elves, no wizards, only humans who are especially easily deceived by the Ring of Power." As he said, Zelin glanced at the door and looked back: "If so. , It makes sense. The hobbits are hiding here just to get a carriage that can help them escape the spirit horses. In this way, they will be more convinced that the hobbits are hiding here instead of following me. The ranger leaves."

"I understand."

Frid's voice was a little low: "I am going to return to Rivendell with you."

This happy time is about to end.

Then, she was taken aback by the thought. Although it didn't show up on the face.

How could she have a happy time outside of reunion with her sisters.

Is this really happy?

Regardless of whether Frid was happy or not, Gnaiya knew that she must be very unhappy now.

"He's gone? Leave me here again?" Long Yi sighed helplessly: "I knew it, he would definitely be like this, he clearly said he would wait for me here, and then we would act together. We set off together, but he ran out again by himself. He is always busy with things, right?"

"After all, another person threw him down first." Virginia looked at this familiar city of elves, her arms folded on her chest, and the staff of Magnus in her arms, her voice was a little leisurely. . I don’t know why, maybe it’s not good for her, but she is very happy to see Ganya looking upset because of the things that left her: "So what if another person picked him up?"

"Well, Elune is here, why do you want to quarrel about such a trivial matter?" Xisari barely smiled on her face: "Should friends not tolerate each other?"