Hunter’s Blade - Chapter 21

[Demon Hunter’s Blade Chapter 21]

“My life is tough,” Ciel said. “Since the demon has not been defeated, I can’t easily die. And if we want to kill it, we must work together. Where is it now?”

“It fled into the nearby forest, its wings were injured, and it couldn’t fly. At least our scouts didn’t see it flying in the air. There were burn marks along the way, and it seemed to be crawling in the woodland, with scorch marks everywhere.” Luo Che murmured, “That forest is the teaching property of the temple.”

“Educational birth?”

“As early as in the 335 agreement, Qinglu Forest was designated as the private property of Priest Ropulus.” Rocher looked at the woodland that was unfolding in the night, “The devil seems to know where is the best place to hide. If we For venturing into the forest and delaying it too long, the priests have reason to condemn us.”

“But we are hunting demons!” Ciel felt incredulous.

“…There are things in the world that are more important than the life and death of a demon, such as power, such as dominion.”

“The devil will destroy everything, destroy everything, and then what can they rule?” Ciel was surprised.

“The ruins also have their value.” Rocher said, “Not to mention that the gods are blessed, and the devil will never drown the world.”

Shire doesn’t like priests, they are always sanctimonious, because they communicate the will of the gods, so people must follow their instructions and ideas, otherwise it is blasphemy to the gods.

“Anyway, we have to go after it.” Ciel thought of Proxus, who had promised to teach him to ride horses, and now he was probably lying under the white cloth in front of him.

“My scouts don’t dare to get too close, as you can see, the demons have caused a lot of mental pressure on my subordinates. I should remind the earl that too many ordinary people are useless. If they fight against demons, they will even be brave. We can’t do it,” Rocher said in disgust. “We need good guys.”

“The Demon Hunter Organization was founded on this principle. We don’t recruit too many people, and we don’t ask the lord for help.” Ciel explained, “We fight the demons on our own.”

“Admirable.” Rocher nodded.

“If I can…” Tibbert said hesitantly, “Can I visit your place?”

“Go to us? You mean Hunter’s Sanctuary?”

“Yes, I think I should be able to help, if you have the money,” Tibbert explained. “I can help you design some equipment and facilities. This is what I do…”

“Why do you suddenly have this idea?” Charles felt interesting.

“Because…” Tibbert muttered, “the devil is so scary, and if it really starts to mess up, it’s all over. So if I can help the demon hunters, it means I’m preventing disaster. Besides… we also need money very much. We are very poor there. I always have to lead people to constantly look for jobs and offer bounties, so that people in my hometown can live better.”

“The quality of your crossbows is very good. If there is a chance, I will definitely find you.” Ciel nodded firmly.

“Yes, I have seen your crossbow, and the design is still relatively crude. If you let me come, I can help you to make a better quality and more powerful one.” Tibbert seems to be particularly interested in things like craftsmanship Interest, some people just like to delve into Seiko design.

“Are you in charge of the Hunter’s Sanctuary in the future? Ever since Master Frederick passed away.” Rocher asked thoughtfully.

“It’s me, I have the secret key.” Ciel checked his backpack subconsciously, and the silver key was steady.

“I solemnly apologize to Your Excellency Ciel. After all, I was neglected before. Since you are the master of the Hunter’s Sanctuary and you are so heroic in battle, you are entitled to the respect of everyone.” Rocher bowed to Ciel. , although the personal soldiers around her were reluctant, they also greeted Ciel briefly.

“Only by defeating the devil, can I accept everything with peace of mind.” Ciel was modest on the surface, but was very happy in his heart.

In fact, these people had already been frightened by the demons. If Ciel hadn’t woken up tonight, they would have decided to return home, preferring to flee back to Ashtree Hall to defend the city and let the demons rage in the countryside.

But now that their only hope, the charr, has successfully risen from the brink of death, they too have decided to regroup and attack the winged demon once again.

Its condition was very bad. It was burned by Ciel with the dark green Yaffen flame, and then hit the “Blood Bride” with an arrow. The strength was greatly weakened. In addition, Rocher and his soldiers were psychologically prepared. The next time he faced the devil, he would definitely not lose his mind like before, so that he was beaten to the point of throwing away his armor and throwing his head around.

Rocher selected refined players and rode into the forest. A scout led the way for them. Charr and the mercenaries followed behind on foot, ready to respond at any time.

Ciel held the magic knife Gladiu in one hand and the torch in the other, dimly lighting the way forward.

The moonlight scattered in the dense forest, casting long shadows, and the surroundings were very quiet. Ciel could only hear the sound of people stepping on twigs and fallen leaves as they walked, and the crackling of torches as they burned.

Visibility around is poor, and it is almost impossible to see far away.

For some reason, he suddenly began to miss the city, the tavern and the hotel, the moment when he had the chance to sleep in a warm bed, a hearty meal, his mouth was dry, he wanted to drink, and he wanted to rest.

During the day, he was clinging to the rope and being tossed like a pendulum in the sky by the winged demon, he repeatedly recalled the experience of extreme terror at that time, and constantly felt the fear from the heart, the pressure naturally accumulated, the urgent need reduce.

Now, he did not calm down the anxiety in his heart in time, but immediately went deep into the front line against the winged demon, and Ciel was naturally very uneasy.

The hunter’s responsibilities seem endless, as the demons will always appear as they kill.

The best way to fight demons is to imprison them. According to what Ciel knows, the stronger the demons, the easier it is to be reborn in hell. Once eliminated, as long as dozens or hundreds of years later, these powerful demons will reshape their bodies and strengths again. Invade reality.

And those weaker demons, because of their poor strength, are difficult to resurrect in hell. As long as they are killed in the real world, they can be easily eliminated.

The hunters must have had the same reason to imprison the winged demon in the sanctuary, let it suffer on earth, and prevent it from resurrecting in hell.

But since it escaped, does it mean that the other demons in the dungeon also escaped?

The underground part of the Hunter’s Sanctuary is not small, and it is impossible to hide from only one demon.

Thinking of this, Xia Er suffered even more.

The flames flickered and the voices were noisy. Ciel rushed over and saw another victim.

A deer was torn from the middle, and its belly and two hind legs were all eaten, leaving some ugly residue. The deer’s head was slightly open, its black eyes were dull, and it seemed that it was eaten alive. ,very horrible.

The people worried, sighed, and moved on, looking for the winged demon along the scorch trail, only Rocher remained where he was thoughtfully.

“Charle,” she asked. “Did you make the devil with a mask on his face and shackles on his back?”

“Of course, to hold it.” Charles didn’t know why Rocher asked this.

“How does it eat with such a full-faced face like that?”

Charles was stunned.

Chapter 27 Distress

The Winged Demon had burned itself, leaving faint scorch marks wherever it walked.

Some of the dead wood was consumed by the flames, leaving only charcoal-black embers.

But these insignificant traces gradually fade away, they are found less and less, and finally disappear completely.

The flames go out, and the demons hide.

Losing the most obvious imprint, the chasing people had to spread out in the woods, searching for the footprints and scratches of the devil everywhere. It makes people look uneasy.

Ciel approached an attacked camp, set up under an old cedar tree, a good shelter from the wind and rain, and quite hidden from the animal trails.

Those who camp in the woods must be experienced.

However, he saw that the dark green tarpaulin tent had collapsed, and the fire next to it was extinguished. Ciel touched it, and the residual temperature was still there.

A cast iron pot was poured beside it, and all the soup inside spilled out, and there were two deerskin blankets on the ground next to it, which had not been used.

He searched the surroundings with a torch, and soon found the body of the deceased, because there was a lot of blood on the ground.

A man threw himself down in a bush about a dozen paces away, lying on the ground, his back was dug open with blood. Ciel could imagine the previous scene. The devil used his claws to open the victim’s back and scoop out all the food worth eating. come out and eat.

The deceased was wearing a light leather armor, his hair was shaved, his eyes were staring to one side, his mouth was wide open, and a lot of blood flowed from his mouth, staining the ground red.

With two blankets, there should be another talent pairing.

Charles searched for a long time, and finally found a child-sized straw sandal on the ground.

I want ordinary people to live a good life without worrying about being killed by demons.

Charles felt a pang of pain.

But does my ability help everyone?

“What’s the matter with you?” Rocher rode in from behind. She glanced at the attacked camp. “The winged demon passed by here.”

“It’s not ‘passing’, the devil is coming for them.” Ciel clenched his fists. “Our soul is food in the eyes of the devil. The more it eats, the stronger it becomes.”

Rocher rode forward for a while, then looked back at Charles.

“Although I’m not very sure, I dare to judge that your Excellency is in some kind of distressed mood now.”

“I can’t save them.”

“It is the duty of the gods and saints to help the afflicted,” Rocher said. “In my opinion, the trouble of working on this will only hinder thinking. It is better to focus on the task at hand. After killing the demon, we can all return to the Ash Tree. Hall, and sleep through the night.”

“You’re right.” Charles nodded.

As they walked through the forest, they saw several soldiers stopped on their horses, the horses restless and neighing at the woods ahead, refusing to go any further.

The soldiers behind heard the noise of the horses, and they also leaned over one after another, and the people in the team continued to gather for a while.

Seeing the horses, Shire realizes that they are so close to the demons that the animals dare not venture any further.

Next is the stage where people and demons are fighting for their lives. Ciel took a deep breath and held the knife in his hand.

“Gladius, are you still awake?” Ciel called in his heart, “I need you.”

The Blade Demon still fell into a passive and silent state, not responding to Ciel.

The devil in the heart is both an enemy and an ally.

The dual identities of hunter and demon overlap so much that he gradually got used to it, and his mood changed day by day.

Don’t think too much, don’t think too much.

Sharmer thought.

Gladiu is not there, he can only rely on himself, use the sharp blade in his hand, this magic knife forged with evil power, the evil creatures like winged demons, just cut it off.

What’s more, he also has more than one spell now, Yafen flame, phantom power, Nuyin’s edge, exile… Although the degree of mastery is different, they are all quite powerful hunter’s spells.

He also has a crossbow… but the wooden crossbow doesn’t seem to be able to shoot through the shell of the winged demon, which is really annoying.

In general, Ciel is a little uneasy because he has no absolute certainty of defeating the demon.

But I don’t know when, everyone’s eyes fell on Ciel.

“Should we continue?” a soldier asked. “Mr. Hunter, do you think we should go deeper into the woods?”

“What should we do now?”

“Should we stop and wait for dawn?”

“Are you going to send someone to investigate…”

People were chatting with each other, but more or less they were looking forward to Ciel, hoping that he would make a decision and direct everyone to complete the crusade against the demons.

They looked at Ciel with nervous eyes and waited silently for his answer.

“Listen.” Ciel thought for a while and decided to tell them some tricks, “Be firm in your beliefs, if you see the true face of the devil, you must avoid it, don’t look directly at it, try to look from its back or Flank attack.”

“what?”

“How are we going to fight?”

“Can you kill it without seeing it?”

Ciel pointed to the restless mounts: “Why are these horses afraid? Because they can detect the mental and psychological pressure brought by demons from a distance. If you look directly at the demons, your situation will only get worse, and it will be serious. Mental breakdown, I’m not alarming, the power of the devil, everyone has seen it during the day.”

The soldiers had to be silent.

“If you read God’s real name, you might be able to stop the intrusion of demons.” Rocher thought, “But fighting on foot may be disadvantageous, so I still have to try to get in on horseback.”

Ciel looked around, but did not find the mercenaries of the Fanshan Crossbow Team.

“Where are the mercenaries? Where are the Tiberts?”

“They pushed the ballista by hand,” said one of the mounted soldiers. “They said they must get the devil’s bounty.”

“I have to find them. Where did they go!”

“Ah? You are alone? … They went in that direction.” The soldier was a little surprised.

Ciel knew that this battle was absolutely dangerous. Once the support was too late, he didn’t know how things would develop, so he hurried into the forest.

The bushes swept past him, and he heard his heartbeat, the sound of stepping on the grass, and the faint sound of the wind.

Soon he was sweating, his legs were a little heavy, he was panting, and the torches pointed the way ahead so that he would not trip over the gravel and branches.

On the bark of a tree, he saw a gleaming green mark, and Ciel approached vigilantly. When he moved to a certain distance, the mark suddenly disintegrated, replaced by a sound, which seemed to be some kind of message. technique.

Deep, hoarse, it was the voice of a winged demon.

“Only you can see this, Demon Hunter. I made it for you. Do you want to come and kill me? You want to kill me like you did with the rest of my kin? Come on, torture, torture and humiliation I’ve tried. , you’d better kill me with all your strength, without hesitation, without any stupid tactics, or I will slowly return what I have suffered to you one by one.”

The imprints dissipated like smoke.

I don’t need you to tell me, I’ll kill you too.

Charles frowned and moved on.

There was clamor and shouting from the front, and Ciel saw the people of the Fanshan Crossbow Team, who were pushing their ballista “Blood Bride” hard. There was no horse, but four people worked together to advance in the forest, and the speed was slow. Pretty clumsy looking.

“Huh…huh…” The person pushing the cart was panting, Tibbert was ordering them loudly, and he turned his head to see Ciel coming, a little surprised.

“Oh—the Demon Hunter is here,” said Tibbert. “It’s just in time, we’re about to catch the Winged Demon.”

“You walk so slowly, how could you possibly catch it.” Ciel was a little surprised.

“He was wounded and walked slower than us,” Tibbert said triumphantly. “Our men had seen him before, and he ran away like a bereaved dog, exhausted.”

How could a weary demon have the leeway to leave a message for me.

Charles thought.

“Don’t be careless, or you’ll all die.” Ciel frightened them.

A mercenary glanced at Ciel in fear, then looked around again and swallowed.

[End of This Chapter]