The Journey of the Demon Hunter

As for Greylat, the facts are almost the same as the demon hunter thought. When the elevator descended to the lower end, Zelin took off the knight’s helmet and noticed Greylat who was thrown into the prison cell and was already in the prison. Bald, dark-skinned man in prison.

"Don't get that lock, if I could pry it open, I would have escaped long ago."

A frivolous voice came into the ears of the demon hunter, "Are you idiot so bad that you will be caught by those dead-headed knights? Alas, you have to take your oil bottle with you in the future to steal things. It's better to go to the execution ground as early as possible to work, and I will run over to collect your body when I die in Losric that day."

"Shut up, I'm thinking of a way."

"Don't be teasing, it's better to pry the lock and think about digging a hole in the wall." At this time, Zelin understood where the subtle knocking sound he heard came from. "The unlucky guy in the cell next door was taken away the day before yesterday. , The door is unlocked, we can get through the wall and we can get out there... Hey hey! Stop, stop! I see a knight coming... Damn! He won't take us away, right? ."

Pachi and Greylat stopped what they were doing immediately, and the tools were thrown into the hay in the cell casually.

Soon, it should be the knight that Paige's population said came to their cell, "Come on, it's time to go, we've wasted too much time."

"Hey, wait, wait." Pachi grabbed the cage fence with both hands and squeezed a flattering smile. "Look, are you really looking for us? Maybe something went wrong, maybe you can tell us, in the end Where are we going? We didn’t make any mistakes, did we. We just passed by that room occasionally and saw a particularly good armor, so I couldn’t help but... Yes, yes, you may not believe it. , It was the arm that made the first move. Anyway, I didn’t take anything away, so it can’t be counted.”

Zelin sighed and took off his helmet. "Is this your friend, Greirat?"

"What?" Pache widened his eyes and turned to Greylat. "Do you know him?"

"He's not a knight, I know him." Greylat pushed Pucci away, he looked at the helmet in the hands of the demon hunter, "Pretending to be a knight? You must have spent a lot of work, how is it outside now? Can we go out? Did you steal the key?"

"I don't have a key, but opening the door doesn't necessarily require unlocking." Zelin exhaled, "Go back and get out."

Pachi and Greirat quickly stepped aside. Zelin raised his hand, and Alderfayin pushed the iron gate back with a bang. The iron gate almost turned 180 degrees and bounced onto the fence, making a violent sound, and then rebounding with the help of the reaction force. Come back. The door shaft creaked and creaked, and the position of the lock that should have been distorted, undoubtedly, was completely broken.

The result was much better than expected.

"Oh, my goodness, this is a magician? Did you find a magician to help you? Are you kidding, you old rat! What payment did you pay him?"

"Shut up, I'm not an old man. Are you a **** cheating yourself?" Greirat pushed open the iron door and asked the demon hunter. "Those people outside must have gone? Damn, I thought The chief priest is on a high wall, and there won't be any knights guarding the prison."

"Then you fell into the trap by yourself." Zelin could almost guess what Grelart had encountered. Normally, who would have thought that the chief priest and the captain of the knights would meet in the tower next to the prison. "Ferdinand has gone back." , Be careful, don’t stay in the city, there is a coup in the city, don’t go the right way, the knights and sages loyal to the second prince are killing people, and the knights who cooperate with the priest are killing them. Go back as soon as possible and I will rescue you It’s not the last to take your ashes back to see your old mother."

"Hey? Don't you go with us?"

"I have something to do. I will go outside the city after I'm done. Listen, don't let me know where you are going in the middle of the journey, or I will beat you up, even if it replaces your mother. ."

"Then be careful, we will see you outside the city." Greira nodded characteristically.

But when Pachi walked by Zelin, he did not forget to sell to the demon hunter. "If you need something, remember to visit Pachi’s shop. Maybe there will be a magic book, and the price is absolutely for you. Fair."

Seeing the thief and his companion climb up to the roof next to the high wall, Zelin shrugged, put on the uncomfortable helmet again, and walked towards the high-walled tower on the west side.

Walking up the steps to the top of a tower, Zelin raised the flag and waved it slightly. Afterwards, he stood there and waited quietly.

About ten seconds later, two black spots appeared in the sky in the cloudless twilight sky. In the evening sun, this was not conspicuous. But then, these two black spots became more and more obvious, maybe it was two birds? I heard that some places in Tamriel will use giant fleas as a means of transportation. There is a world that can tame birds, and Zelin will not be surprised.

In fact, after experiencing a few worlds, he no longer knows how many things can surprise him. However, each world has its own characteristics, just like many creatures in this world appear because of flames, and are on the verge of extinction because of flames extinguished.

When they got closer to a certain distance, the black spots in the two sky became clearer and clearer. Of course, they are not black at all, and their skin is like a rooster whose feathers have been plucked. Their appearance reminds Zelin of blood demons for a moment, but they are thinner than blood demons, but their size and wingspan are To be wider and more suitable for flying.

When these creatures approached the tower, they hovered and fell, and finally fell to the sides of the demon hunter. These creatures are like humanoid monsters. They are on all fours, looking at the demon hunter. They may also be smelling. After all, many monsters have a keen sense of smell. If it weren't for the chief priest to tell him that this is a creature of the church, Zelin outside If you see something like this quickly approaching you, you might think about drawing out your sword for the first time, thinking about how to roll over to avoid its first wave of attacks.

Afterwards, the two creatures used their sturdy hind paws. They grabbed the demon hunter's arm one by one, and then waved their wings vigorously. Zelin's boots gradually left the ground.

Chapter 396 Fire Passing Sacrifice Field

This is the first time a demon hunter has experienced the feeling of flying in the sky.

Although two weird creatures were pulling him, only by looking down at the city of Losric in the sky can you realize that the city you saw before is just the tip of the iceberg of the entire Losric. But just that corner is enough to rival Novigrad, the most prosperous city in the north.

Only some warlocks can do this kind of flying, but they need to use props, most of which are brooms filled with chaotic energy, just like the magician of Orpheus can sit on the carpet and float. Only after teleportation was streamlined and popularized, this ancient way of travel was gradually replaced by more efficient portals, but no matter how convenient it was, the magic of flying was still preserved, but there were almost no warlocks going back to learn. Even Zelin himself knew that the warlock hundreds of years ago could do this when chatting with Francesca.

The city of Losric below and the endless forest under the mountains outside the city, as well as the distant mountains covered by snow, have a panoramic view of the huge church that even the dense forest can't hide. Compared to the secluded church in people's mouth. Zelin's eyes were squinted by the wind in the sky. Although this position may not be that high for the high wall of Losric, if he thinks that Losric itself is a city built on the top of the mountain, Zelin can't help but feel right about these creatures. I was surprised to take him to such a height.

After all, the demon hunter didn't want to go to the forest below. These two creatures took him in a circle around the high wall. Zelin could clearly see the soldiers running on the high wall below. Soon, they turned a corner and gradually landed on the back mountain road to the left of Losric City, which was located below Losric City. Compared with the city, it looked more simple and solemn.

After falling steadily on the ground where the bluestone bricks were laid, Zelin moved his arm that had been blown by the cold wind for a while. No matter how magnificent the scenery in the sky is, stepping on the ground with two feet can always give people a sense of peace of mind.

Losric is just above Zelin, and he can see the towering minaret and large attic up close when he raises his head.

Empty feet always make people wonder whether they will fall down the next moment.

This is a narrow mountain road, and several dead locust trees are spreading their teeth and claws on the side of the road. The road on one side may have a lot of water on it due to the downhill. There is a statue like a bowl in the middle of the road not far away, with a circle of murals carved outside, as if to tell a story from a certain time in the past. There is also a smaller fountain nearby, but there is no more water in it.

There is a sloping upward road behind it, and neatly laid bluestone slabs, presumably this should be the road leading to the courtyard of King Losric. But what makes people concerned is that there are many coffins and some tombstones here, but none of the coffins are buried in the ground, but they are neatly visited on the ground. It is difficult for people here to think that people died in the coffins. Can it be resurrected some day in the past?

Maybe this is just a strange funeral customs or religious beliefs, Zelin felt that he had better not ask more. After all, it is impolite and inappropriate to question the customs and beliefs of a place, and sometimes it is even more dangerous.

Although remote here, it is not without people. Some people who only wear simple black robes stay here. They may be members of the Youth Church who are responsible for maintaining this place. They are armed, although only daggers and crossbows. A man walked over to the demon hunter who had just landed, and Zelin spoke first before he said anything.

"I have a message from the priest." He made sure that the other party could see the small banner in his hand. "I want to see the fire girl."

He didn't speak, but leaned slightly and motioned to the demon hunter to come with him.

Along the way, Zelin saw many people in gray robes, and they all hid their faces under their hoods. Zelin could only see that they were very thin. He speculated that this might have something to do with Qingxiu, but all this is just speculation. After all, he is not a member of this world, let alone a member of the Youth Church, so he doesn't know much about it. It's just that their clothes are like shrouds, which are in line with the tombs and dead trees here, as well as the crows flying from nowhere.

Going down the mountain road that clings to the cliff, looking down from one side, floating clouds block the line of sight, and you can only vaguely see the uneven peaks and valleys below.

Moving on, it is a building with a religious style. In the past 100 years, various religions have emerged in Zelin’s world. Among them, there is no shortage of water kings. He is obviously a disgusting murloc but has been worshipped by many village churches. Zelin has no choice but to re-understand these things. Something that exists in the Demon Hunter tutorial. After all, if you want to lift the curse, you must understand many things. The sacrifice of the goddess Meritelli can save the wounded, protect pregnant women, and can also impose curses on the wicked, and the rest is the same.

A circle of white candles lit in the candlelight square, although it is daytime, it still gives people a somber and solemn atmosphere. There is a circle of high walls outside the square, two opposite wooden doors are closed tightly, this square is like a hub, separating two different places.

Passing through the square, it seems to be at the end of the cliff. At this end, there stands a tower-like building, and below the tower, it sits in a ceremonial site that appears to be a ring. Zelin didn't know how to describe it. This building showed no signs of dilapidation from the outside, but as long as he got close to it, Zelin could feel the oncoming vicissitudes of life.

There are more tombstones here, but no coffins. The writing on these tombstones has become blurred. The gray-robed men are also here. The appearance of the demon hunters did not even raise their eyes, but lowered their eyes. Head, I don’t know what I’m doing.

When he came to the building called the Fire Passing Sacrifice Site, the gray robe that had been leading the demon hunter leaned back again, and then stopped in front of the steps. Zelin glanced at him, the face he had dealt with was hidden deep in his hood. The gray robe was nothing more than a simple gray cloth, without any patterns or marks, and he couldn't find any valuable information from it.

Shaking his head, Zelin stepped into the fire-passing sacrifice field.

Stepping on the last step, what is greeted is the round stone basin in the circular sacrificial field with a spiral sword full of flame patterns inserted on it. After that, there was the throne on the high platform facing the entrance, and the young black-robed woman sitting on the steps below the throne.

PS: After thinking about it, it's rare to add another picture. It may be added at night, depending on the situation. Yesterday a wave of sacrifices shook... the golden sword, out of Attila...

Chapter 397 Fireproof Woman

"I see, thank you for bringing the news."

The fire-resistant woman with a delicate silver mask on her eyes put her hands together and bowed slightly.

"It's okay, I'm just bringing the news, but maybe you can face me instead of turning your back to me while bowing." Zelin shrugged and said to the fire-retardant woman who bends toward the spiral sword.

"Oh~ sorry, I can't see you clearly, and your footsteps are too soft."

Just like the rumors outside, the face of the fire-resistant woman is enough to match the two words of beauty. Although her face has iron hoops that can be blindfolded, this is not enough to affect her appearance. The slightly bleak white curly hair is properly draped on the shoulders, and the ends of the hair hang down to the waist, like a nun’s dress. The tailored exquisite clothes perfectly set off her reassuring temperament. The shawl on the tight sleeves It perfectly solves the shortcomings of tights that are too thin and makes the fire-resistant women look generous.

"You...your mask is not just decoration."

"It is my duty and luck to guard this flame." The fire woman took off her mask, revealing a pair of pale eyes underneath. "This is just a trivial test."