The Journey of the Demon Hunter

As soon as Zelin picked up the key, he heard Vera's voice behind him.

Walking to Vera, Zelin saw a rectangular black box lying quietly in the second metal-clad carriage. The explosion did not leave any traces on it. The box was more than one meter long and hung on it. Holding a lock engraved with the mark of a poisonous snake.

Zelin exhaled and chuckled, "Very well. Let's see what the secret is."

Chapter 2682: Vera's Twilight

In Azeroth, the thing Zelin will not regret most is getting a griffon as a mount before leaving.

The battle in Leoric Manor was over. When Zelin returned again, there was only one corpse left there. Many twisted monster corpses collapsed on the ground, many creeping creatures like ghouls, some kind of human beings. Stitched monsters with mixed bodies, crazy cultists whose whole body is as dry as undead. There was a sticky blood stain on the surrounding walls. A fierce battle broke out in the dungeon. The wizards would hide many monsters in it. Obviously, when they retreated, all the monsters that could be created by magic rituals were removed. Hidden here, used to ambush the attackers who appear.

At the bottom of the end of the stairs, there is a circular prison. The bottom of the prison is hollowed out metal, and the bottom is burning with raging flames. Exudes uncomfortably high temperatures. There are four stone pillars all around, and each stone pillar hangs a corpse with wounds on all sides. In the clearing between the four stone pillars lay a huge corpse. The corpse was in the form of a human, with sturdy limbs, more than three meters tall, and a dark black metal sheep's head mask covering its face.

Li Min sat on the belly of the huge corpse, looking down at his trophy. Hearing the footsteps from the stairs, she raised her head and smiled at Zelin with a spring breeze: "I thought you stumbled and fell off the cliff and fell to death. It's really unexpected. You are still alive, old man. It's because of your legs and feet. Did you get lost in the manor because of the inconvenience?"

"No, what do you think I found?" Zelin took out a package and unwrapped it to reveal the sword body with a soft white light wrapped in the cloth: "Vera and I found the last fragment."

Li Min widened his eyes unexpectedly: "Have you found Magda? Hurry up, where is she?"

"She ran away." Zelin shook her head: "But I know where she fled. She went to Kartim and returned to the wizarding society's lair to heal her wounds. It seems that you have solved everything here?"

"Yes, it took a lot of effort." Li Min proudly lifted the tip of her forehead: "If my former tutor knew that I was so good now, hehe. I hope to see what expressions they will show. Mai. Gerda left these toys to deal with me. I really don't know who she is looking down on."

As he said, Li Min patted the swollen corpse under him: "A butcher, it is said that a wizard will resurrect the terrifying monster under the cathedral twenty years ago. It seems that this guy is not that difficult to deal with. Could it be that, Has my strength surpassed the fighters who fought against Diablo 20 years ago? If only there were enough spectators in this battle~"

"Let's go. Now that the fragments have been found, Kane may have found a way to repair this sword." Zelin tilted his head: "Tonight, we will know what the secret of the meteorite is."

Li Min jumped off the monster's corpse, landed steadily on the ground, and walked in front of Zelin: "Of course, oh, yes, today I found another sword in the cultist's underground armory... ...."

With that said, Li Min took out a sword hidden in the bronze scabbard as if by magic.

Zelin recognized at a glance, this was the silver sword he had lost in the fall of the portal!

"This is me..."

Zelin reached for it, but Li Minjiao smiled and turned around, avoiding the palm of the demon hunter.

"This is the trophy I found." The magician raised his head slightly and stared at Zelin with slanted eyes: "If this is your sword, shouldn't you say that you should be grateful for my hard work?"

"Well, thanks to you indeed." Zelin sighed. Li Min's smile never meant that she was in a good mood or that she wanted to express kindness. She just wants to do something to make herself happy, or simply cover up her malice: "I don't know what to do to satisfy a magician. I didn't often deal with wizards in the past."

"It's actually very simple." Li Min showed white teeth: "How about swapping your mounts?"

Zelin was silent for a few seconds.

"...Then you put it away, don't throw it away, it's expensive."

After all, the demon hunter turned and walked towards the dungeon exit.

"Hey?" Li Min raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and immediately trot to follow Zelin: "Aren't you discussing it? This is your weapon."

With the sound of footsteps away, the **** dungeon fell into silence again.

After returning to Leoric Manor with Zelin, Vera did not go to the dungeon, but went to the room where Richard was fighting, dug a new grave in the garden, and buried her past colleagues.

The main force of the Wizarding Society escaped and fled back to Kartim with their mistress. Kanduras can usher in peace and stability for the time being, and the residents of New Tristram no longer have to live a life of fear all day long.

But only a few people know this. For most people, the dangerous life passed yesterday. This morning, the celebration of New Tristram ended, although it is not clear why the protagonists of the celebration appeared so tired when they appeared in the sight of everyone again, as if they had just experienced a battle. However, considering the excitement of others last night, it is not surprising that a hangover can make people feel tired.

After returning to the cattle slaughter hotel, Zelin chose to go back to the hotel to rest and sort out his thoughts.

He defeated the Wizarding Society in Kanduras. Perhaps the accident at the portal was related to the ceremony held by the Wizarding Society in Leoric Manor. The Wizarding Society held many spells for summoning demons. These summoning spells would open the portal to **** and bring demons to the world.

Vera knows the demons very well. She said that the entrance to the **** and the world is in the north, near Mount Arrett. The explosion of Twenty years ago turned Mount Arreat into the crater it is today. Some demons will wander in the north, and the climate near **** is harsh. It is in these places that the demon hunters hunt monsters and hone their skills.

Perhaps the problem with the portal is precisely because the demon summoners of the Wizarding Society want to use a more powerful portal to summon the demons in **** to the world. However, this is too far-fetched. In the absence of evidence, this can only be a guess.

He slept in a relaxed whole body, and it wasn't until sunset that Zelin slowly opened his eyes. The soreness in the whole body reminded the demon hunter that after coming to the sanctuary, he had not taken a good rest for half a month.

Sit up, sat on the edge of the bed, held his forehead with one hand, and sighed heavily.

I don't know why, every world he arrives in seems to be faced with various threats. Sometimes, he missed the day when he first went to Britain, which was a world without much crisis. After defeating a few wild hounds there, Zelin lived leisurely for a month until the portal opened again.

I don't know when I will meet a similar good day again.

Walking along the stairs to the tavern hall, the tavern was deserted and deserted. The golden sunlight cast the shadows of the shutters on the ground, and the air was filled with transparent dust.

Vera was sitting at the table, she rarely took off her hood, her black hair scattered on her cheeks. The witcher held the wine glass with three fingers, gently shook the beer inside, rolled his eyes to the window, quietly watching the bustling crowds, the prosperous streets and the laughter of people talking, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing A touch of warmth that is completely different from usual. A letter was placed on the table with a quill pen on the side, densely packed with small print.

Zelin sat opposite Vera, the demon hunter looked back and saw Zelin.

"It looks like you are in a good mood, huh?"

"Yeah." Vera nodded slightly: "It's...beautiful."

"At least this town is safe, right?" Zelin looked at the busy figures of people in the town. In front of Kane's hut, a farmer was chatting with Liya, wanting to know what happened outside Kanduras. Varif was talking with Larton, the businessman waved his arms enthusiastically, not knowing what he was introducing, and the captain of the guard scratched his head dumbly, as if he didn't understand the businessman's words.

Vera didn't say much, just nodded again.

"Writing a letter?"

"Well, give it to my sister." She picked up the glass, took a sip of the ale, and wiped the foam from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand: "You want to ask about the estate, right?"

"You are always angry, Vera, I don't understand why, anger brings strength, but it also brings mistakes, just like you should not challenge Richard by yourself." Zelin sighed: "I just It feels like your battle is a bit... weird."

"Because anger and hatred are the source of my strength." Vera lowered his eyes: "Without hatred and anger, what are we left?"

Sitting in the quiet tavern hall, Vera told Zelin about her past life.

Richard is the same group of comrades who have become demon hunters with Vera.

Destroy the creatures from the burning hell. There are hundreds of these demon hunters, and they have settled in the land of fear. In this way, they can live and train carefree, and will not worry any country because of such a group of terrible guys in their territories. There is a powerful corrupting power in the body of the demon hunter. This corrupting power But it can make ordinary people go crazy, but it can make the demon hunter become vigorous and fearless.

The demon hunter relies on his inner discipline to maintain his sanity and calmness, but once the balance is broken, the doubt and confusion in his heart germinate like seeds, breaking through barriers, and the demon hunter may become a demon. This is why, the witcher must always maintain a cold appearance, and the witcher must use discipline to tame hatred.

Vera once acted with Richard, and they agreed that if someone loses control, the other person will kill him immediately, lest the other person becomes a demon's minion.

"I missed my hand for the first time..." Vera said softly: "I hesitated, he had already shown signs of losing control, but I still think he was just a bit reckless." Having said that, Veraton After a pause, he sighed heavily: "He is always so cruel and harsh. It was my mistake that made him eventually become a demon minion, and killed more than a hundred civilians in two towns. If I were that Time will not...be more cruel, none of this will happen. My fault has killed more people."

She lowered her head, picked up the quill again, and continued to write after the letter. A faint rustling sound echoed in the hall: "I don't know how my sister would think about this, she... she is very Smart, likable, and have their own opinions."

"Demons are always very cunning, and your sister will definitely not blame you." Zelin said: "However, even without Richard, the wizards would use more methods to achieve their goals. The wizards would not be like Organizations that consider conscience and morality. They are not humans at all."

"They are demons." Vera wrote, "I'm sure of this."

Zelin watched Vera finish writing the last line, she thought for a while, and then wrote a blessing at the back.

"Are you going to send a letter?"