God-level Demon Hunter

Lei Suo stroked the snake pie pendant on his chest with his right hand, stopping its vibration, "The fluctuation of magic power is too slight, this is not an attack from a monster, it is just the resonance of the residual energy at the scene..."

He closed his eyes and felt,

"Even though three days have passed, I can still feel the faint elemental fluctuations."

"The murderer is not an ordinary human?" Roy squatted down, stretched out his palm and touched the contact point between the pile of steeple-shaped branches and the ground, and blown away the sand on his fingers with a breath.

"This pile of branches did not occur naturally or was piled up by people, but was caused by supernatural magic. I can imagine the scene - Brady, who was completely defenseless, was inserted into his body by a branch that suddenly rose from the ground, and was on top of him. Half empty, gutted."

"Then this is the first scene of Brady's death?"

"I can't imagine anyone going to the trouble of casting a destructive spell on a corpse."

Roy had no doubts about the words of the witcher. After wandering around the first scene, he made a new discovery.

"Some odd scratches on this pine tree..."

The demon hunter pondered for a moment after observing, and gave him a look of approval, "This is the trace of the vines dragging. The murderer used the vines to strangle Brady, lifted him off the ground, and then used a spell to give him a fatal blow."

In a nearby bush, the two found a severed vine.

"Control vines... use thorn-like spells..."

The shadow of some kind of monster flashed in Roy's mind, and he had a rough guess in his heart.

At this time, the demon hunter squatted down and picked up a piece of smelly object to look at it carefully. Roy's nose twitched slightly.

"Rotten flesh and blood, as well as the excrement of birds and beasts..."

"More precisely, it contains bird and wolf droppings, dried urine. But the amount is very abnormal..."

In addition to the reddish brown of blood, the mottled ground was also covered with lumps of sticky and shriveled feces.

Lei Suo continued to analyze,

"It's impossible for one corpse to attract so many beasts... The corpse was found at the edge of the mountain forest. The territory of the wolves is supposed to be in the hinterland of the forest, and there is still a distance to go. This is not their hunting ground..."

Roy thought for a while, "So, those wild beasts deliberately left the ground full of filth here?"

The demon hunter nodded and said, "Nine times out of ten, this is using animal excrement to cover up and destroy the evidence left by the murderer. And they have achieved their goal. The murderer's footprints and smell are completely confused." Demon hunter Rubbing his nose, "At least I can't tell... track."

Roy looked stunned, "It means that the murderer can also manipulate wild animals."

He immediately summarized the information he collected:

Can manipulate vines, use thorn-like spells, drive wild animals, and live in mountains and forests.

The image of a tall monster became clear in his mind.If the murderer was that sort of thing, Sponsor's commission was hot indeed.

But he was faintly excited, hunting it in the monster's base camp must be an extremely difficult challenge.

If he was still so weak on his own, he must have escaped as far as he could.But with Lei Suo, the main combat power, by his side, everything is possible.

Lei Suo naturally couldn't detect the thoughts in his heart, and was still indulging in his own rhythm, "Little ghost, don't you think it's strange that if it only targets ordinary people, the murderer doesn't need to take these cleanup measures, and it is difficult for ordinary humans and dwarves to discover these clues .”

Roy said in surprise, "So all these arrangements are aimed at a special group - demon hunters!"

The demon hunter nodded and said in a deep voice, "'It' has only migrated to the nearby mountains and forests in the past few months, committed four crimes, and is obviously aware that its actions will attract professionals. This is a very cunning, possessed A powerful 'old guy' with rich confrontation experience!" The tone of the last sentence was aggravated, and he did not hide his fear.

Roy breathed a little faster when he heard this.

So far, the most powerful guy he has ever faced is still the tomb witch.

A tomb witch who is vulnerable to a demon hunter's cooperation is worth 100 experience points, so the monster that is so dreadful to the demon hunters in front of him must provide more experience points.

Currently Lv3 (5/1500), if there is an opportunity, he certainly doesn't want to miss it.

"Little ghost, why are you excited? Shouldn't you be afraid? The target is obviously a monster that is far beyond your ability." Lei Suo patted the filth off his palm and stood up, "So sorry, your excitement is in vain I did a game. I don’t intend to accept this commission.”

Roy sighed inwardly. He had a hunch that someone as prudent as Lei Suo might not necessarily take over this matter.

"But how should I explain it to the people in Spencer?" He could think of the disappointed expressions of the group of women and children, and he couldn't bear it a little.

"Explain what? Remember, we neither accepted the reward nor made any promises. We don't owe them anything. Could it be that you are going to fight that thing because you sympathize with them?" the demon hunter ruthlessly struck. , "When you are so weak, you are not qualified to sympathize with others."

Roy's lips moved. He didn't expect the bald man to have a poisonous mouth, but he didn't refute.

When the strength is weak, it should develop steadily, and it will not help to speak harshly.

The witcher's sharp eyes turned to the front, and on those strange branches, there was a black raven at some point.

It stands on a branch and spreads its wings, its long beak is like a hook, and there is a hint of anthropomorphic cruelty and cunning in its black eyes.

"dumb--"

The gaze of the two seemed to startle it, a red light flashed in the raven's eyes, and it flew towards the forest suddenly.

Lesso whispered to himself, "The loyal servant is rushing to inform its master..."

"Whoosh-"

A crossbow shot across the sky, the raven trembled suddenly, and fell heavily to the ground like a broken kite, losing its vitality.

"..."

"Brat, who told you to shoot it?"

"Sorry... It seems that I misunderstood what you mean?" Roy shrugged and said helplessly, "Correct next time?"

Chapter 38 Dwarf Watch

After the two inspected the scene, they directly bid farewell to Casili, the head of Sponsor Village, who blushed with anxiety.

After finally looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, looking forward to the arrival of the witcher, and just letting them go, what will the village do in the future?

"Master Lei Suo, don't we have something to say first, if you are really in trouble, I am willing to raise the price!"

The witcher crossed his arms and retorted bluntly,

"Think about it carefully. What I said was to make a decision after the on-site survey. Now I have decided to reject this commission!"

"It's not just about the price tag. No matter how much money you earn, you can't spend it! Hunting and killing monsters is a business. Pay attention to the basic trading principles. You have the right to make an entrustment, and we have the right to refuse."

"Don't you two have the slightest bit of sympathy? Tina and Jim, as well as the widow and the family of the young deceased, how pitiful!" Cassili wrinkled his face and pleaded, "Can't you help them and catch the murderer? "

It's a pity that he couldn't see a trace of pity on the demon hunter's cold face, so all his pleadings faded away, a trace of resentment appeared in his eyes, and his attitude immediately became extremely bad.

"Sure enough, as the rumors say, demon hunters are cold-blooded animals and do not have human emotions! Get out, don't come to Spencer again, you are not welcome here!"

Lesso was unmoved by his sarcasm.

And it wasn't the first time Roy had encountered such a bad thing.

The last time it was Kaye Village, after the villagers got rid of the threat of the tomb witch, they turned around and started chewing their tongues.The second time is the one in front of you, tearing up your face if you don't like it?And scolded so badly.

If it was a more grumpy Cat Pie demon hunter, maybe he would just jump on it and start killing these civilians?

Roy shook his head, and the last trace of sympathy and apology disappeared in his heart.

He began to understand why most demon hunters always had a poker face, and he became numb after encountering this situation a lot...

……

The two ignored the resentful eyes of the village chief, turned around and walked towards the mountain road of Mahakam.

"Lesuo, if I was as powerful as you, would you still refuse this commission?"

"Don't think too much, brat, you will have a chance to fight it in the future, now you should honestly prepare for the Trial of Green Grass." The witcher said, "By the way, you just shot that guy's messenger, pray Well, just pray it doesn't take the initiative to seek revenge."

But they were not attacked all the way out of Spencer.

Soon after, I officially set foot on the mountain path leading to the depths of Mahakam. On both sides of this road are steep rock walls that can't be seen at a glance, and the road surface is paved with stone slabs.

The two walked for about an hour, when the field of vision suddenly widened, and a voice came faintly.

What came into view was two rows of huge roadblocks made of pointed logs. The roadblocks blocked the road leading to the interior of the mountain forest. Behind the roadblocks, a dwarf wearing silver chain mail and carrying a black hammer was with two fully armed companions. to chat with.

Another dwarf crossbowman glanced vigilantly at the tall wooden sentry tower. The crossbow in his hand was bigger and heavier than Gabriel, who Roy hid in the space.

The difference between the two is like the difference between a model and an entity.

Roy's eyes were slightly hot, and he was about to open his mouth when the sentry dwarves spotted them.

"Outsiders, Mahakam is not the place for you to come, go away!"

While speaking, the dwarf crossbowman on the sentry tower quietly aimed at them, and the exhausted hammer guard was alarmed by the shout, and swung the heavy hammer to his side with a grim expression.

"Ma... Mahakam...doesn't welcome strangers, I want...to go to Elland, and take a detour from... Livia and Upper Soden in the south!"

The talking dwarf had a hammer that was longer than his body, and the hammer head was bigger than his head. The five-short figure was carrying such a weapon, which made him look quite funny.

In fact, the powerful inertia of the hammer can easily crush human bones and smash body tissues into minced meat.

"This is the traffic trouble that Sewell said? No outsiders are allowed to pass at all!" Roy's heart trembled. If he really followed the dwarf's suggestion from Livia to Soden, the distance between the two would at least double.

The demon hunter behind him gave him a comprehending look, as if he had given him the task of negotiating.

The witcher seemed to understand that his vicious appearance and temperament were not suitable for diplomacy.

After Roy finished the draft, he took a step forward and said as calmly as possible, "Dwarf brothers..."

"Who... who is brother to you!" The guard with a big tongue interrupted him with spit flying all over the place. A strange smell of alcohol and sweat wafted from a distance.

Roy couldn't help but took a step back.

"This warrior, we are not enemies, I have Seville..."

In the middle of speaking, Roy's eyelids suddenly twitched, and his keen perception made him feel a warning.But his body couldn't keep up with the reaction at all, and he couldn't make any movements.

In the next second, a bright arrow hit the stone slab at his feet, and bounced back to the rock wall, with a strong sense of warning.

Roy's muscles tensed spontaneously, and he took another step back involuntarily.

The demon hunter beside him moved more quickly, and the five fingers of his right hand quickly outlined an upside-down triangular seal in front of him, and in an instant a shield that kept flowing pale yellow light wrapped him all over.

After putting on the seal of Kunn, the demon hunter had no scruples, pulled out the bright white steel sword from the scabbard behind his back, held the hilt with both hands and held it horizontally to the side of his face, with the tip of the sword pointing to the dwarf's throat, the posture of body and sword Like a bison showing its horns.

The atmosphere was tense and extremely oppressive, and the breathing of a group of people in the field was extremely heavy.

What a pile of smelly and hard stones!

Roy spread his hands and stepped back,

"Leisuo, don't be impulsive, let's take a few steps back first."

He has seen the ruthless side of this butcher with his own eyes, and he can tolerate the civilians who are not very threatening, but he can bear with those who dare to show their weapons to him face to face.

The last time the revolutionary army did this, the grass on the grave had grown to three heights.

Their attitude is outrageous, but it's not worth killing them all, right?What's more, this is the territory of the dwarves, how can they pass Mahakam smoothly after killing them all to form a death feud.

The demon hunter pondered for a moment, his amber eyes were full of murderous intent, he swept across the dwarves one by one, and suddenly pushed down the steel sword in his hand, all the people present could only feel a blur in front of their eyes, that long steel sword actually cut into the dwarves like tofu. up the stone pavement.

This time, it was the turn of the four dwarves to be surprised.

"Quick...quick...back!"

The big tongue dwarf involuntarily put down the heavy hammer, and said something sickly.Then he turned around and looked at his companion with a stiff expression. The several of them looked at each other, like a balloon that had been punctured, without the momentum it had inflated at the beginning.

Roy seized this opportunity, quickly took out the envelope and said loudly, "We are friends of Lord Sewell Hogg, this letter is written by him, please read it..."

Hearing these words, the dwarves behind the roadblock heaved a sigh of relief as if they had received an amnesty.

The wooden-faced witcher brought them enormous psychological pressure.

"You... come here, stop with your bald head! Don't...don't move!"

A few seconds later, the big-tongued dwarf stretched out his carrot-thick fingers to take the envelope,

He stared at a pair of bull's eyes for a moment, and then his head was slapped, and he turned around, blowing his nose and staring.

"Idiot! How the hell are you literate?! I'm sorry to make the two of you laugh. Although the dwarves are an excellent race, they sometimes give birth to sporadic mentally handicapped children..."

The dwarf crossbowman climbed down from the guard tower at some point, and no matter how the big-tongued dwarf glared at him, he grabbed the envelope and read it.

"Well, this is Lord Sewell's handwriting and seal, that's right." The crossbowman nodded and handed the envelope back. The hostility on his face disappeared, but when he looked at the witcher, his eyes were still a little hairy.

"What happened just now was a misunderstanding. It was Reagan and the three brothers who were reckless. Please forgive our recklessness."

As he spoke, he seemed to completely forget the previous hostility, and bowed deeply to the two of them regardless of face.

Several other dwarves also hurriedly saluted and apologized.

"It's okay, I've heard about your upright tempers for a long time. It's your noble character of devotion to duty that opened my eyes!" Roy complimented, and in the slightly complacent eyes of the dwarves, he stretched out his hand into his clothes. He took it out, and then opened a cork with a "bow".

A bottle of fine wine exuding a strong aroma appeared in front of the dwarves. For a moment, they stretched their necks and gulped like cats smelling fish.