God-level Demon Hunter

Roy looked at the two fingers he stretched out, and nodded without hesitation.Naturally, this amount of money was far from enough to pay for the second spell book, but the accumulation of a small amount made a lot, and Farenka could collect a lot of good things.

And these are herbs that he picked from the side of the road by observation.

"The transaction is completed, and you have also got the mission target and address. Hurry up and start." Farenja said to see off the guests, "Maybe you can come back tomorrow, of course, if the two of you find the soul stone, or valuable loot—— Except for the weeds on the side! Welcome to trade with me!"

"Master Your Excellency, Lord Balgruf didn't ask you to give us any support, how many soldiers?" Fryn said anxiously, "Or, you can accompany us there!"

Farenja's brown eyes slowly swept across their faces.

Sighing, he took out two palm-sized red glass bottles from the locker, and the liquid in them glowed with a lustrous luster.

"At most, I will give one bottle of potion to each person for free."

Small Life Potion

After drinking, immediately restore 20 points of health, and can heal minor injuries.

Roy stuffed both bottles of medicine to Fryn.

The "activation" and swallow potions he had in reserve were much more useful than small potions.

……

Come and go in a hurry, referring to the duo of Fryn and Roy,

Just arrived in Xueman City, and returned to Ximu Town.

Yiriles is also a vigorous and decisive person, and has already led a team of heavily armed soldiers to patrol around Ximu Town repeatedly.

The two asked the location of the Desolate Waterfall Temple from the townspeople, and crossed the river along the stone bridge west of Ximu Town, and there was a low hill.

……

"Whoosh-"

An arrow pierced the air.

A gray wolf jumped out of the thistle bushes by the side of the mountain road and screamed. The left ankle was smashed by the arrow, and it limped back, leaving a bloody footprint under the hillside.

However, a man in leather armor with a strong figure and a simple face charged forward brandishing an iron sword, aiming at its buttocks and waist with a burst of slashing!

"Puff, puff!"

Gray Wolf fell into a pool of blood and died.

"Phew..." Frian breathed a sigh of relief, wiped off a bead of cold sweat on his forehead, and showed a hint of excitement on his face. His three-legged kung fu might be a bit dangerous against a soldier, but against a beast, he was easy to catch.

Roy passed him with a hand crossbow, nodded at him, and continued walking towards the top of the mountain.

The higher you go, the more sparse the plants are, and the temperature drops rapidly.

Snow began to appear on the ground, and signs of animal activity became rarer.

The Nords have rough skin and thick flesh, coupled with the talent for cold resistance, even if they only wear a sleeveless leather armor, Fryn can't feel it.

Roy, a superhuman physique, is also unaffected.

When they crossed the mountainside, a temple built with black boulders and full of primitive style appeared in sight.

Roy bowed vigilantly like a cat, stopped, and at the same time gave Fryn a silent gesture.

Tiptoed to the wide and old stairs, and hid in a bush.

Several men wearing tan furry armor, arm armor, and leather boots were standing under the towering pillars of the temple, either carrying long-handled war hammers, or wearing long swords on their waists, and leather shields wrapped around their elbows.

Another man with a bow stood on the top of the temple, looking around sharply.

Roy observed patiently for a moment, and confirmed that there were six people in total, and their attributes seemed to be different from those of the soldiers of the Nabo Empire in Holy Land Town.

"Bandit?" Fryn held the Guwesir sword he borrowed from Jinyan, his body trembling slightly, and his brown pupils shot out a ray of tension and excitement. Run as far as you can.

But now, in the past few days, he has broken through the bottom line many times.

He embarked on a path that he could not have imagined before.

For the house Xueman led.

He gave it up!

A delicate hand crossbow appeared in the palm of Roy's palm. He stared at the roof of the temple with strange eyes, pointed to the robber on the far right with a long-handled axe, and then touched Frien's chest.

The latter nodded and quietly tensed his body.

"Whoosh—" The crossbow pierced through the air!

A bloody hole appeared in the chest of the robber standing guard on the roof, blood sprayed, and the corpse was thrown backwards!

The five robbers moved after hearing the sound, shouted loudly, drew their weapons and rushed over.

"Whizzing--"

The continuous humming of the bowstring!

Two more people were blown away by the crossbow arrows, their bodies were pierced with big holes, and they fell to the ground and died!

Fryn was dumbfounded. He hadn't drawn his sword yet, and the enemy was only half left?

Is Golden Eye a swordsman, a mage, or a shooter?

Without allowing him to think too much, the strong wind hit his face, and the bandit wielding a warhammer had already rushed in front of him.

"when!"

Blade and hammer clash!

The Guwahir sword was knocked away.

The huge force came, and Frian's palms were weak, and the weapon was almost out of his hand, and he immediately backed away!

His face changed.

The hammer swung towards his chest again!

……

"boom!"

The blue charm flashed, and a stream of magic power gushed out of the palm!

The man who swung a broadsword in the middle struck him.

He was knocked backward.

And Roy stepped back half a step lightly on tiptoe, dodging a robber's shield attack,

Outlined like a butterfly with five fingers, a crystal charm appeared in midair and imprinted into the man's eyes, and he immediately stood there blankly.

"Shh-"

Arondette drew a graceful arc.

A head flew away with splashing blood.

The headless corpse with a shield and a steel sword fell at the witcher's feet.

The broadsword made a comeback and slashed towards his chest along a diagonal line like thunder. Roy faced the direction of the blade and took a step forward to the left, avoiding the blade. The robber's eyes blurred, Lost the witcher's footprints, and then both calves were severed by the sword of the lake girl.

The unsupported body involuntarily leaned forward face-to-face.

The blade that fell from the sky cut the back of his neck.

The robber buried his face in the snow and lost his movement.

"boom!"

The hammer-wielding bandit was still in a stalemate with Frynn, who was gifted though he had never had any serious training with weapons.The growth rate is amazing.

With some pointers from Larov and Roy's actual combat "demonstration", he has already vaguely comprehended the most basic posture of the steel sword, and his crappy movements quickly became barely noticeable, with a hint of forced momentum.

In addition, his attribute surpassed that of a robber, although he was chased around by the warhammer in general.However, that guy still couldn't touch a hair of Fryn.

Instead, he counterattacked many times while his opponent was exhausted.

Guvithir, who was cutting iron like mud, cut open the fur armor, creating several deep wounds on the bandit.

As his physical strength drained away with his blood, his movements became slower and slower, but Frien's face was flushed, his brown eyes gleamed, and he became more and more courageous as he fought!

"Shh-"

At a certain moment, Fryn caught the gap between his movements and cut off the long handle of the warhammer with a sword.

Taking advantage of the gap between the opponent's stunned eyes, he raised his hand and pulled it horizontally.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and the robber fell to the ground with a hissing sound from his throat.

"Huh...comfortable."

Ferien wiped the blood foam from his cheeks, and a hearty smile appeared on his face.

"I'm improving so fast." Roy's pupils shrank. It's only been two days, and the opponent's attributes have added a basic swordsmanship Lv1. Is this the legendary genius?

After cleaning up the gang of robbers at the door, they stripped them all over again, and found a locked nanmu box in a nearby den. Roy slashed open the lock with a sword.

A total of fifty gold coins and a bottle of small life potion were harvested.

Obviously, alchemy items are widely used in this world.

"Dude, these people basically died at your hands, so you can take all the money." Frian took the life potion, only glanced at the golden coins and turned his head forcibly.

However, the witcher insisted on giving him half of the spoils, with a serious expression on his face, not to be refused.

Money touches people's hearts, but Roy is willing to give up the benefits.

Frien felt even more grateful for this brother!

In fact, the six warm weapons of the six robbers are already lying in Roy's space. There is a blacksmith's shop at the gate of Baiman City, and they will sell them all at that time, and then go to Farengar to buy some good ones!

And Fryn grinned, and pushed open the gate of the Temple of the Barren Waterfall.

Chapter 7 The Temple of the Falls

"laugh……"

Fryn lit the torch, and the fire illuminated an ancient and wide hall. Several blue-gray columns supported the ceiling, and spider webs were crawling everywhere. Moths and insects were sucked into empty shells and rotted and blackened in the web. One by one vines drilled out from the cracks in the wall, passing through the ground like a python, and connected to the other end.

His eyes shifted to the corner of the hall, and a black shadow suddenly appeared on the stone wall behind a pillar—a four-legged beast, half the size of a human, squatting on the ground, its stubby forelimbs quickly grasping the air.

Frian's eyelids twitched in fright, he and the witcher looked at each other, and slowly moved towards the shadow from left to right.

"Hawk!" The piercing scream echoed in the hall, and it came out from behind the pillar.

What a big gray mouse!

It was not inferior in size to a strong hound, covered with thick gray fur, sharp teeth and claws, and pupils filled with crazy scarlet.

Facing the two big men with weapons, it rushed forward screaming strangely.

"Shh-"

Gu Weixier slashed head-on, the sharp blade separated the flesh and blood, and directly cut it into two pieces, the blood poured out of the waist and abdomen, staining the ground red, it fell to the ground and twitched twice and remained motionless.

"It's a ghost! What was this place used for?" Ferien looked around, "There are robbers outside, and there are big gray-haired rats just coming in... I don't know where the birds don't shit. What does this thing eat to grow so fat, and cats can only be torn to pieces when they bump into it! Of course, except for the knife cat."

"Dude," he paused, "I have an ominous premonition, if I continue to go deeper, I'm afraid there will be other dangers."

The demon hunter squatted down on the corpse, and began to cut the mouse's tail. According to observation, its tail was actually an alchemy material.

The corner of Ferien's mouth twitched, and his face became numb.

In the past two days, he has seen too many "inhuman" behaviors of the other party, like a child of seven or eight years old, full of exuberant curiosity about all flowers, plants and animals, picking one here and cutting a piece there , into bags that never fill up.

It's not surprising.

After cutting the tail, he walked through a narrow and dark passage, and after the witcher casually collected a few shimmering mushrooms from the wall, he came to a nearly closed room.

"This is the mechanism that Master Farenja said." Frien rubbed his temples in distress, looking at the iron gate at the end of the hall that was pressing down on the ground, the lever in front of the door, and the three rotating stone tablets with different patterns. Said, "We are not mages who do research all day long, I'm afraid it will take a day to crack this thing!"

However, his complaints had just landed.

The demon hunter looked around casually, focused on the two stone tablets on the second floor and one stone tablet on the first floor, and suddenly stepped forward to operate the mechanism.

He decisively twisted the three rotating steles a few times, and the patterns on the steles changed to snakes, snakes, and dolphins.

He pulled the lever again.

click...