God-level Demon Hunter

The young man looked at his back and hesitated, whether he should tell the other party about the accidental discovery - Basheer had a man-made wound on his abdomen.

"Forget it, old Huck has just lost his son and is in great grief. We'll talk about it after he sorts out his mood."

Roy followed the old man and escorted them all the way to the city gate until a group of guards rushed up.

In order to avoid being troubled by Thales, he turned around and rushed into the wilderness again.

Like a runaway wild horse, it ran towards the secluded and deserted grassland and bushes, running crazily, with a frighteningly cold face.

The parting scene keeps reappearing in front of me——

There is an emotion brewing in his heart, and he needs to vent!

……

After running until he was drenched in sweat, Roy finally got rid of the strangeness in his heart, and Roy came to the edge of the dense woods.

Sitting quietly on the grass for a while.

The battle with the shapeshifting spider came to mind again.

Observational skills show their power again.

Being aware of the attributes and skills of the shapeshifting spider in advance allows him to make targeted arrangements to avoid various abilities.

He also realized more and more the power of strengthening weapons.

If it was an ordinary hand crossbow, at most it would have time to shoot one arrow in the whole battle, and then it would be chased endlessly by the shapeshifting spider, there was no gap to draw the bow and arrow, and there was no chance to pull the trigger a second time.

But with the simplified enchanting ability, he doesn't need to draw the bow and set the arrow by himself, the hand crossbow will automatically complete this fatal process at an astonishing speed.

He gets a second and even a third shot, which can sometimes be the difference between life and death.

The biggest hero in this battle was the Gu Wesir sword. The extremely sharp blade pierced through the body of the shape-shifting spider several times, injuring it severely, and finally ignited the blood from the body of the shape-shifting spider, causing a fatal blow.

This metamorphic spider was much weaker than what he knew before, so he had the chance to defeat it with the advantage of weapons.

Of course, if Roy had a little bit of sword skills, the whole battle would be more crisp and tidy instead of so embarrassing.

By the way, he has already killed ten kinds of magical creatures, and he only needs to pass the grass trial, and his career will be promoted from an apprentice to a junior demon hunter. Everything is ready.

Nowadays, the only thing that can train combat skills is crossbow shooting technology.

The boy took advantage of the night to come to the edge of the woods, found a few tall tung trees as targets, and began to practice one by one, shooting the crossbow in a standing position, shooting the crossbow in a kneeling position, and the key to breathing when firing.

The enhanced hand crossbow is completely different from the normal crossbow, and the firing interval is shortened by 90.00%.

In the same way as before, inhale and exhale again, and wait until the moment when the breathing becomes more severe, it is no longer feasible. He has to go through a lot of practice, and optimize the breathing method on the basis of the original...

Under the moonlight, a figure moved around the woods at high speed, its black hair was blown by the night wind and hit its cheeks messily, and crystal beads of sweat dripped wantonly from its chin.

Accompanied by the piercing sound of "whoosh, whoosh...", where the figure passed by, arrows like a storm skimmed the rough bark and nailed deeply into the trunk.

Time flew by during the training, quietly past the nine o'clock curfew in Ireland, Roy simply went to the river to wash his body.

Climb up a branch of a towering tree, sit and meditate all night.

Chapter 22 two days

The morning sun was born, and the morning breeze blowing across the street was still a little chilly.

Roy passed through the turbulent crowd and came to the east of Ireland, outside the bakery with red bricks and green tiles.The door was open, and old Huck sat straight on the bench in the yard, staring at the sky in a daze.

Only one night had passed, and the old man's dry and thin hair had been dyed gray in large areas, and he was hunched over and old, with a dazed expression.

It wasn't until the young man stood in front of him that his cloudy eyes regained focus.

"You are here, Master Roy..." His voice was as weak as a terminally ill patient, "Wait a moment, I will go get you a reward."

"Don't worry..." Roy followed old Huck into the kitchen, and then he noticed that there was a closed plaque at the door, but it hadn't been hung yet, and the stove that used to bake bread from morning to night was out When the fire is on, all kinds of tools are neatly placed on both sides, giving people a sense of desertedness that is about to "close the door".

"Is Bashir's matter taken care of? Do you need help?"

"Excuse me, but I have already cleaned his body, registered with the sheriff's office, and explained the cause and process of the whole accident, and I am waiting to be buried." Old Huck said weakly, slowly He quickly took down a bulging money bag from the shelf next to him, "This is the agreed reward, please accept it."

The boy grabbed the purse and weighed it, it seemed that it was a bit more than the agreed 150 crowns.

But he didn't count them all. He stuffed them into his pocket and looked at the baker's face. The old man's eyes were bloodshot, and the skin on his face was loose and greasy. It was obvious that he hadn't slept all night.

"When will you be buried?"

"Tomorrow...I bought off the people in the morgue, and I want to keep the child at home, and another night...to see him more."

The young man nodded,

"What are your plans in the future, will the bakery continue to open?"

"I..." Old Huck suddenly sobbed, covering his face out of control.

Seeing this, Roy shook his head. He remembered what he hadn't finished talking yesterday. It was time to tell the other party and give him a reason to live.

"I haven't had time to tell you something. When I checked the body yesterday, I found a wound on Bashir's right abdomen caused by a sharp object. According to my experience, it was stabbed by a steel sword...but it didn't hurt him. vital organs."

Otherwise, even if there was a spider web to seal the wound, Bashir would have died of internal bleeding.

The baker's shoulders trembled when he heard the words, and his face showed shock—why did the son who was tortured to death by the shape-shifting spider have sword wounds on his body?

The young man paid attention to his expression and asked, "When your son was dying, he mentioned two strange words in a state of extreme pain, do you remember?"

"Emily, White Rose...Emily doesn't know who it is, but White Rose—" Old Huck whispered again, suddenly raised his head and his lips trembled, "You mean, the members of the White Rose Knights Stabbed my child? But they have nothing to do with it."

"The specific reason is not clear." Roy paused, "Further investigation is needed."

"In any case, your son died because of the shape-shifting spider." The young man was a little worried that the old man would rush over to fight the knights, and according to the violent temper he showed yesterday, this possibility cannot be ruled out, "Don't act impulsively! I think... even if Bashir goes to another country, he still hopes you can live a good life."

"Thank you for your concern. Old Huck has lived in Ireland for more than 20 years, and he understands the deep-rooted forces of the White Rose Knights. I will not be stupid to send them to their door... The child is gone, and the old man will not be like yesterday. So impulsive." Old Huck took a deep breath and clenched his fists, "But as his father, I have the responsibility to find out the origin of that wound and seek justice for him, using my method."

Because of anger, his eyes were burning with blazing fire, and finally there was a little more life on his old face.

"let me help you."

Old Huck shook his head, and resolutely rejected the demon hunter's kindness, "Yesterday, because of my recklessness and recklessness, I almost killed Master. This time, let my old bone fight against it myself!"

"What are you going to do?" Roy breathed a sigh of relief after being disappointed, but he didn't insist.

This matter involved the Knights of the White Rose, and it was of great importance, and it was difficult to resolve it in a short period of time, but his current primary goal was to pass the Trial of Green Grass.

Only by becoming an official demon hunter is he qualified to wrestle with the knights.

"Since Bashir is gone, what's the use of the savings I've saved from running the bakery for decades? And in the city of Ireland, there are very few people who are not greedy for money..."

"Even the White Rose Knight, who claims that honor and virtue are life, will degenerate into an ordinary person in front of Kron and Oren."

Does money clear the way?Roy suddenly,

"Safety first, old Huck, you must do what you can! In two days, I will be going to the Temple of Meritelli to stay for a while. If you encounter trouble or make any progress in your investigation, please remember to contact me."

"I will. If I need help from an expert, I will definitely contact you as soon as possible."

……

The boy left the bakery slowly.

Thinking about the Knights, wandered the streets for a while, and unknowingly came to the square in the center of Errand, next to the fountain with the female statue.

Crowded.

Hundreds of men, women and children gathered in a circle, amidst the din of people, loud drumming could be heard.

Relying on his agility, Roy squeezed through the crowd and came to the innermost part.

Then the eyes lit up, surrounded by the crowd, a few familiar faces who hadn't seen each other for a week were hard at work——

Collinsty, who wore a sleeveless leather jacket and exposed his chest and strong muscles on his arms, waved the torch lit in his right hand around the crowd, suddenly took a deep breath, his chest and cheeks puffed up, and exhaled and swallowed towards the burning flame— —The gorgeous flames swept across the air, like a straight burning long sword, which lasted for ten seconds in the space.

Immediately afterwards, Collins breathed out instead of exhaling, as if an invisible big hand held the hilt of the flaming sword, and slammed it into his mouth, and the flaming sword was swallowed up in one breath.

Not satisfied yet, he licked his lips greedily, raised his arms and shouted.

He opened his mouth, and a mushroom cloud-like orange flame spewed out from his mouth again.

There was an instant burst of cheers from the crowd!

Froz the Clown then appeared on the stage, with funny and grotesque paints on his face, winking and making various grimaces, holding a yellow copper plate in his left hand, and throwing a few marbles with his right hand, his movements were too fast , It is dizzying, fingers and colored marbles are almost connected into afterimages, forming a wonderful circle in midair.

He suddenly walked up to a girl with shofar braids and a blushing face. He stopped moving his right hand and stuck his fingers on the tip of his nose. He opened one eye and closed the other eye. The caterpillar made a pig-nosed grimace at the girl and stuck out its tongue mischievously.

The little girl exclaimed "Ah", a thumb-sized wooden sculpture of a naive pig's head rolled out of the clown's tongue, and landed on her unconsciously outstretched palm.

Then she giggled, and the burly man next to her picked up the little girl, smiled heartily, and threw a few copper coins into the clown's plate...

"Ding dong ding dong..." More and more people are giving generously...

In the middle of the clearing, on a thin rope connected by two wooden stakes, a figure suddenly jumped up.

Evelyn, the elf lady, wears a close-fitting red and white light coat, revealing a protruding yet slender figure. She turns into a smart dancer, with a sweet and moving smile, doing front flips, back flips, feet Hanging upside down, kicking one foot upside down, showing superhuman softness and balance, making a series of dazzling movements on the ten-chi-high thin rope...

Amos, a Gwent performer with an eagle nose and deep eyes in a white robe, clasped his wrists together and turned his palms like lotus flowers. The Gwent cards between his fingers suddenly flew into the air, magically connected end to end, and swiped in the air. There are circles of Gwent whirlwinds-because each Gwent card has a different pattern, the color levels of the whirlwinds are particularly rich and gorgeous.

Like a spinning rainbow.

The audience cried out in surprise, and when they looked carefully, Amos suddenly waved the white robe, and put all Quint into the large robe.

Then with a mysterious smile, his hands were like butterflies wearing flowers, and he ejected cards one by one towards the elf lady on the string——

She twisted her neck, shoulders, wrists, and waist in a swaying posture, flexibly changing directions and orientations,

Looking from a distance, she could see her spinning a few times, Qianqian's ten fingers fluttered like petals falling to the ground, and one of them caught the attacking card without falling to the ground.

The seductive red lips parted slightly, and between the opening and closing of the white teeth, he accurately bit the last piece of Quint.

Then stretched his arms like a swan, bent his knees and squatted down, and made a very beautiful finishing move.

The cheers of the crowd reached their peak—

After another quarter of an hour, the performance of the Sea Scorpion Acrobatic Troupe came to an end. The enthusiastic audience in Elland Square were still unwilling to disperse, and they talked for a long time around the performers before leaving.

And the acrobatic troupe received a copper plate full of rewards, although most of them were copper coins, and there were very few crowns.

"It's the first time for me to formally appreciate an acrobatic performance. It's really an eye-opener!" Roy praised the sweaty elf lady, and waved to the clown who greeted him.

The rosy-faced Evelyn brushed back her black-red hair, and smiled coquettishly, "It's just for living."

"No, this can already be called art," the young man said sincerely, "Without ten years of hard work, it is impossible to present such a wonderful performance. In comparison, the so-called bards who have been touted are too lazy and pure Rely on talent."

"Stop! Did you put honey on your mouth? No matter how much you praise me, I'll think I'm some kind of art master!" Evelyn couldn't hide a smile on her pretty face, and took the boy's hand affectionately, "Seriously, Lei Suo Well, why didn't I go with you today?"

"He's busy refining potions..." Roy smiled, "I'm acting alone now. By the way, how are Ali and Ade?"

"In the Temple of Melitelli, under the care of Cantila, the lovely priestesses are also helping the two children adapt to the environment."

Roy couldn't help but smile. He could imagine that the straight-tempered Zerikan swordsman girl must have been tortured into a bitter face. "Everything in the acrobatic troupe is on the right track. What are your plans next? How long are you planning to stay in Elland?"

"For more than a month, earn some travel expenses and accompany the two children by the way." Evelyn blinked playfully again, and sent out the invitation again, "Seriously, Roy, don't you consider setting out with Sea Scorpion? Go to Vigil Ma has seen the grand fireworks of the May Festival..." She paused, her brows were slightly frowned, and she said worriedly,

"I have been performing with the acrobatic troupe for so many years. I have met quite a few demon hunters who are highly skilled and independent, but the end result is very bleak... You can choose another path, and you don't have to bear so much pressure .”

"Everyone has their own way of life, just like you like acrobatics, and I am destined to deal with monsters."

"Well then, I don't know when I will see you again in Ireland." Evelyn said rather regretfully,

"There's always a chance. Elves and witchers have a long lifespan. Maybe goodbye. You have become the most famous acrobats in the north!"

"Then borrow your auspicious words."

After a while, Roy went to greet the clown and the others for a while, then said goodbye and left.

Lei Suo still needs to self-isolate for two days. He has to hurry up and do some serious business. In order to safely pass through the dangerous and unpredictable trial, he needs to accumulate enough level-[-] experience and make up a comprehensive recovery.

The boy left the city of Elland, and went into the vast wilderness again, lurking behind the bushes and grass, while practicing crossbow shooting skills and getting familiar with the strengthened Gabriel, while trying to hunt and harvest experience.

The animal experience points in the woods range from 1 to 10 points. It took him two days to hunt and kill two rabbits and a team of five wild dogs...

One was shot dead in a sneak attack, three were shot dead before they could run to the front, and the last one was taken away with a sword after being frightened.Gain a total of 60 experience points, Demon Hunter Lv4 (960/2000).

On the morning of the third day, the young man returned to his humble residence. The door of the alchemy room was open. The demon hunter was sorting out a pile of materials beside the alchemy platform. A light flashed in his amber pupils, "Let's go, kid! Go to the temple!"

Chapter 23 In the Temple

The first day of 1261, the morning of January [-]st.

The warm morning light fell on the northern outskirts of Elland City. Lei Suo and Roy, who were in leather armor, walked along the main road leading to the temple complex.

"The belief in Meritelli is one of the oldest beliefs on the mainland, and the source of its inheritance has been unverifiable." The demon hunter said slowly,