The Journey of the Demon Hunter

It's a pity that the iron wolf protected the city, and after revealing his identity, Bilie didn't get more soul sacrifices. It betrayed Magda to deflect other people's attention, but his demon soldiers failed to sacrifice enough souls for him like the Wizarding Society.

They stayed in the tavern for a long time until dusk fell.

Ashila and Zelin talked a lot about what happened in Kurast.

"The Demon Hunter? I have met a Demon Hunter who is very similar to your description. She is Nataya, an assassin." Ashila patted the bandage on her chest lightly to relieve the pain of the wound. "I invited Nataya to join the Iron Wolf, and she began to talk to me about the dangers of magic. But then I heard that she gave up her status as a wizard assassin and became a demon hunter. The demons fight."

"What about the witch? You have seen so many wizards. Do you know of any wizard tribe that looks like the magic that I described to you before?"

Zelin asked Ashila casually.

Most of the Iron Wolf mercenaries are from the clan of wizards. Many of them know magic well, but they are not proficient in magic, so they will use swordsmanship to make up for their own shortcomings.

"The kind of magic you talked about... Honestly, it reminds me of the magic that I saw when fighting against the wizarding society." Ashila shrugged, "But your companion was at the critical moment of the demon invasion. It helped us, maybe it was just a small-scale wizard tribe’s inheritance spells. The magic wars that year destroyed many cities and tribes. Some spells became very unpopular and only a few people would use them..." Attention When Zelin was looking ahead, she followed Zelin's gaze, lowered her head, and then chuckled lightly, "What are you looking at?"

"Eh? Ah, sorry, I'm thinking about something."

Ashela didn't speak, she just snorted with a chuckle, picked up the glass and drank the white wine inside.

Zelin recalled the scene of the Wizarding Society he saw in Maitan's vision.

Maybe, he should change his mind.

Chapter 2726: Liya's Omen

"Azmodan is a shrewd manipulator who is good at using evil and corruption. His enthusiasm is as terrible as his strategy. At the same time, he is also the most charismatic and charismatic of all demons. Azmodan He likes to see all things go to extremes, he likes all sins, and he is especially happy to see the failures of others. He is a master of seduce depravity, because he can insight into the desires and needs of your soul with the most precise insight. In Kejistan In the manuscript left by the scholar Varro, there are many records about Azmodan... Liya, this manuscript can improve the information about the Hell Lord in our book."

Kartim Great Library——

Kane and Liya were sitting at a desk with various fragments of manuscripts piled up in front of them. There are many candles around to provide plenty of light for the room.

The dark soul stone was placed on the desk, and Liya held the lead block in one hand and drew a sketch of the soul stone on the paper.

"But, uncle, is this really effective?" Liya lowered his hands hesitantly: "I mean, if we can really find Azmodan next, and then defeat him in a battle, take him His soul is sealed in the Dark Soul Stone. This eternal battle may be over. Why do we need to record the information of the Hell Demon again?"

"Liya, **** is not as easy to deal with as you think." Kane exhaled slowly, rubbing his sore eyes.

Getting old.

He thought so. How long can his dizzy eyes and tired body last?

"Hell is the same as the world, Leah, and once these mighty demon gods and subordinate demon kings are killed, they will be reborn from **** after a period of time. In the Eternal War, the archangels have killed **** more than once. The demon kings, but these demon kings are eventually reborn again. They still remember that in the eternal battle, the failures encountered in the world of the sanctuary, but the life span of human beings is far less than that of the **** demons. It will not be long before people will fight against the demons. The hero was completely forgotten, even as an ancient and false legend. Did you know, Liya? When my mother told me about Horadim, I dismissed it... .."

"But, uncle, you are still a real Horadim now. Do you remember being in Gikul?" Recalling the adventures in the past, Liya smiled slightly: "At that time everyone called you a hero. But then , You still accepted all of this, didn't you?"

"Later, when these demon followers really found me... my wife and son died in a disaster disguised as a car accident." Kane’s voice was full of self-blame: "I I will never forget the scene where I saw the corpses of my wife and children. They died because of my ignorance. If I could accept all of this earlier, I would humbly ask my mother for advice while she was still alive. Maybe I could find out earlier. The demons are sealed under Tristram Cathedral, and the fact that Zakarum Church has been corrupted has been discovered. I could have saved everyone, Leah...Don’t be my age. I regret why I didn't do something more meaningful when I was young. Come on, Liya, let us do the rest."

In Tristram, he failed to protect his student Aidan.

This time, he would never let Liya suffer any harm.

Kartim’s large library has collected a variety of books for hundreds of years. Liya kept helping Kane find the materials stored in different bookcases, and Kane copied the valuable information on it for convenience. It can be read anytime in the future.

Soon, all kinds of books were piled up beside the Black Soul Stone.

"Let's take a break, Liya." Kane looked at his adopted daughter distressedly: "Adria has forced you too hard during this time."

"It's okay, uncle, I can bear the pain." Liya smiled softly, and she looked at the wooden chair aside: "I...I will sit here for a while, uncle, what do you need to find? The book tells me."

"Yeah."

Liya sat on the wooden chair, tilted her head soon, and fell asleep deeply.

Others spent most of their time outside against the Wizarding Society and the demons. Kane stayed in the camp. He knew best how hard Liya was in order to train.

Tearing, pain, and burning.

How could a spell cause such an effect?

Kane frowned and lowered his head to look for similar traces in the magic records of many wizard tribes. He was a little anxious. In his impression, magic training was never accompanied by pain and burning. Magic is an innate talent. When properly guided and trained, wizards can release spells as simple as breathing. This is why the wizard tribe will still be divided into blood based on the bloodline even after the establishment of the Fasgelli Council. Different sanctuary factions. This is a talent, not an acquired training.

He was very worried about what would happen to Liya.

After learning so much information about the mage tribe, this worry has become stronger. He checked all the schools of magic that were considered safe, but none of these schools of magic had a similar phenomenon during training. In the past, he used to look up the scrolls left by Horadim for the mysterious power in Liya. Among the spells that were sufficient to seal the devil, there was no magic like Adria taught Liya.

Maybe Jordan Cooler knows something.

But tonight, don't disturb Zelin for now. It's a pity that his body is too weak, and he can no longer wander through mountains and rivers like a young man, entangled with harsh environments and terrible monsters.

Suddenly, Kane heard a whisper.

"No...you can't..."

Kane squinted his eyes slightly, he looked around, and soon turned his gaze to Liya.

"You won't.... Don't think..." Liya lowered her head and murmured, dripping sweat dripping down her chin to her chest: "You won't succeed... ."

Kane leaned on the wooden chair and quickly stood up. He pushed the chair away hard, before he even had time to take the cane, he staggered towards Liya.

"Liya?" He stretched out his hand, pressed Liya's shoulder, and pushed: "Liya?"

Liya didn't respond, and her whisper turned into a desperate sob.

Kane embraced Liya's shoulders with both hands, shaking vigorously: "Liya, wake up! Liya?"

"Huh?!"

Liya opened her eyes abruptly, looked around uncertainly, and took a deep breath.

"Liya, are you okay?" Kane asked with concern: "I heard you are..."

"Mount Yarete!" Liya looked at Kane and shouted in panic: "I know where Azmodan is going to attack, it is Mount Yarete!"

Chapter 2727: Successful Contact

"Mount Arrett?"

"Yes, Mount Yarete." Liya nodded vigorously: "I, I had a dream, I dreamed of Azmodan, and he told me that his army was pouring out of the rift in hell, attacking Ya Ritter Mountain!"

In the camp, Liya brought back a shocking news.

"Mount Yarete? But that mountain has disappeared." Li Min stretched out his index finger and pressed his chin: "You said, did he deliberately deceive us and let us not consider Mount Yaruite? Ten years ago, Baal, the Lord of Destruction, also chose to attack Mount Arreat. Although the mountain was blown up and turned into a crater, Baal was defeated. Did Azmodan want to follow the path Baal walked? "

"There is indeed a rift in hell." Tyrael said: "Many demon invasions have occurred there. If it weren't for the barbarian chief to inform Barr of the password to the holy mountain, Barr would not have succeeded in corrupting the World Stone. . But in any case, Azmodan’s attack on Mount Arreat is something that cannot be ignored. But Mount Arreat is left with a huge circular crater, and no one can resist **** there."

"But in the south, there is still a fortress that will become an important place to stop Azmodan from advancing." Necromancer Maitan said. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the map. The area was written with Enstinger's words. : "Bastine Fortress, in the original Zakarramsi mission, Ensteiner was the first Western country to accept the Sarkarram deal. Later, in the cooperation between Westermar and Ensteiner, The sons of Lakis established a fortress north of Ensting to defend against barbarians."

"But in fact, the barbarians they want to resist are resisting the invasion of **** further north in the garrison." Vera snorted coldly: "They have fear of the protector, and they don't know the true fear."