God-level Demon Hunter

Oriana complained,

"You shouldn't be so smart as to bring old Davao in!"

"Is it possible that this old father will never find his daughter? This is more painful than death!?"

……

During the debate, the demon hunters couldn't help looking at the other coffin, tacitly extinguishing their desire to take away the cat assassin.

It's impossible until he can restrain his blood addiction.

Roy thought for a while, and handed the cat pie talisman to Aiden,

"As evidence that the assassin is dead, give it to Foltest."

Everyone nodded in unison.

Gaitan is indeed dead, but he will start a second new life.

……

There was a moment of silence in the tomb.

"Let's get to the point, everyone."

Roy took a deep breath, and smiled calmly at the group of high-ranking vampires,

"Lead the way, it's time to meet the shadow elder."

Chapter 15 Learn to be humble and offer sacrifices

A dark cave where you can't see your fingers.

The vaulted rock cave top is more than ten meters high, and the dense gray stalagmites are like wicker hanging down one by one, ready to dance with the chaotic darkness at any time.

Boom!

A sudden gust of wind blew up in the darkness.

Sand and stones fly.

A crimson swirling door tore open the void.

Two figures jumped out of it one after another and landed on the rough gravel ground.

The dim light illuminated their figures.

One person carries two swords on his back, a viper pendant flutters on his chest, and his silver-gray pupils glisten, piercing the darkness like a wolf.

The other person was thin and pale, and he was carrying a shoulder bag. The black robe was sewn with various herbal pockets, exuding a strong fragrance of herbs.

"The portal summoned by the blood magic is much more stable than the portal summoned by those warlocks," Roy turned to the barber, without concealing his admiration in his eyes. "It doesn't make people feel sick. How about the two of us?" Cooperate and cooperate, in the future you will exclusively help the Brotherhood open the teleportation service, pay per use, rare herbs or the blood of various monsters will do!"

"It's okay to come once in a while, but long-term cooperation can be avoided."

Regis hesitated for a second, shook his head, and returned a compliment by the way, "Speaking of which, Your Excellency's courage is really amazing. How dare you come to Hades alone with me to disturb the sleep of the shadow elder."

"You have no fear of death?"

"If the vampire god wants to kill me. Is there a difference between one and a group?"

Roy kicked away a broken bone under his foot at will, and turned a corner along the corridor,

"The difference is that you will involve your companions in the funeral."

"Isn't that enough?!"

Regis was at a loss for words, with a dumbfounding expression on his face, but the uneasiness in his heart eased a little.

This is also the first time he has seen the elders in the past 50 years.

In the past, he was terrified every time he met him. The natural suppression from the bloodline level made him powerless to resist, and humbled him to the ground.

"To be honest, it's a pity that a demon hunter like you died."

Regis lightly jumped down the five-meter high slope, and the cave began to gradually descend.

"What kind of witcher?"

"Treat our group of aliens equally. When I first met, I noticed that you clearly saw our identities, but there was no fear, discrimination or hatred in your eyes. On the contrary, your companion with gray-green pupils was quite hostile."

"Because you abide by the principles." Roy paused, his voice sonorous and forceful, "It's better to be a different kind of principle than a chaotic human being who kills each other."

"I agree with your statement."

Regis quickened his pace and walked side by side with him, a strange light flashed in his eyes, took a deep breath, and seemed to have made some kind of difficult decision,

"I don't think you deserve to die."

"Just haven't entered Hades yet, it's not too late to return now."

Regis put his hands behind his back, looked at the demon hunter's calm face and said hesitantly,

"You can leave this continent and take a boat across the sea to Oufeier on the other side to take refuge. The climate and environment in that territory are not suitable for vampires to survive, and the power of the elders is difficult to touch."

Roy looked at the herbalist in surprise, not expecting him to consider this step for him.

"If I leave, how will you explain to the elders and send Gaitan here?"

"Gaitan has become a member of the tribe. The elders will not deprive him of his life at will. There is a high probability that he will be sent to Desamyna and locked up for decades." Regis shrugged. Escape to death. For the Elders have never shown mercy to other races."

"Thank you for reminding me. Regis, you are an out-and-out good person. After this trip, let's keep in touch. I want to introduce you to some good partners." Roy put his arm around the barber's shoulder , the latter's muscles stiffened, he grinned, showing an awkward expression, obviously not used to such intimate actions,

The witcher can't control that much,

"Now, if you come, let it be. Just run away, why don't you tell me what precautions you should take after entering the underworld? I heard that the elder has a bad temper, and I don't want to provoke him."

Once against each other.

He can only compete with the shadow elders only when he turns on the descent.

But that will lead to the situation of endless death.

The borrowing plan is bound to fail.

"To some extent, it is morbidly sensitive and can be called moody. For more than 2000 years, it has been accustomed to 'condescending' and command-style communication. In front of it, your expression should not show a trace of aggression or hostility. Arrogance or arrogance."

Regis' voice trembled unconsciously, desperately suppressing the emotion of fear,

"You have to be humble and honest, and revere it like a god!"

"When I open the underworld and enter the realm of the elders, I suggest you keep absolutely quiet, don't speak or move, and keep your hands away from the potion and silver sword. I will explain the intention of visiting the door to apologize for you. "

"Do you need to kowtow?" Roy grinned a weird smile and made a kneeling posture.

"If that's how you pay your respects, there's nothing wrong with it."

Regis met his eyes and said seriously,

"The god of omens didn't let me do this great gift." Roy shook his head, and changed the subject, "It's death anyway, so I might as well be bold, I want to make a deal with this vampire god, what should I do? Do?"

Regis looked at him in surprise, but didn't get to the bottom of it.

"You killed Grufid of the Shadow Tribe, and you are a body of guilt. After listening to my explanation, it is only a matter of thought for the elder to let you speak, and it is more likely that you will kill him immediately."

Regis slowly waded through a puddle, and chose one of the densely forked roads like a mine, "However, if you offer sacrifices to it and please it, then you will have a chance to say a few words. But every time you say Every word must be weighed over and over again, and if it is disturbed at any point, he will tear your head off, drink blood, and tear you to pieces."

"What sacrifice?" Roy automatically ignored the warning, and glanced at the surrounding stone walls. More precisely, it was a man-made marble door with some ancient sacrificial patterns painted on it. Humans with scribbled lines were holding banana leaf parcels. sacrifice, to pay homage to a man as black as night.

"Some ancient coins are hidden in the outer caves. But to collect them, you have to solve a few little troubles that are not obedient."

……

call out--

Silver flashes!

The arrow pierced the dark midair and flew towards the top of the cave.

A cloud of blood burst out among the upside-down stalactites.

Puff.

A black behemoth hit the ground heavily, and the white bones snapped and snapped.

It has the appearance and outline of a humanoid creature, sharp claws like steel knives, two rows of jagged teeth, arched thighs like a werewolf, and explosive muscles all over its body. It can be called a killing machine.

But at this moment, brain matter, blood and bone fragments splashed out from the blood hole in the center of its wrinkled and horny skull. It was dying, and a pair of small red eyes looked maliciously at the person in the shadow not far away.

Swah——

The figure flashed silently like a ghost.

The half-moon of silver shattered the darkness.

Flesh and bone are divided into two.

puff!

The huge head soared into the air, and the blood-spitting corpse slowly fell down like a shipwreck.

Kill the batwing demon, experience value +200, demon hunter Lv15 (2300/18500)

Roy flicked away the blood on the sword, and there was a flash of emotion in his eyes. A few years ago, in the sewers of Vizima, he had to work so hard to kill a batwing demon, but now, killing it is easy.

After dealing with the blind assailant, Roy flew the long sword in his hand in accordance with the good habits he had developed in the past, turning himself into a skilled meat cutter, and methodically disemboweled the booty, skinned and cramped, and took out his eyes, lungs, Nails are many useful organs.

Then, under the terrified eyes of the high-ranking vampires watching, they all entered the space.

"Your Excellency Roy, did you do the same to Gruffett's body?" Regis' face was pale and ugly,

"Haha, high-level vampires are very precious materials, and nothing should be wasted." Roy looked up and down teasingly at Regis. very safe!"

Roy squatted down and groped among the pile of bones, and soon found a fingernail-sized shell with a rough surface, on which was depicted a bust of a skinny man with gray skin.

"Where do these so-called currencies come from?" Roy asked,

"At the beginning of our family's arrival, the development of human society was still very backward and primitive. Some primitive people witnessed the extraordinary skills displayed by the elders in the process of hunting. They were shocked by its mighty power and began to spread its image and deeds spontaneously. , enshrined the Elder Shadow as a god, engraved its portrait on the currency, even decorated the outer area of ​​the underworld for it, and offered sacrifices and human sacrifices to it regularly."

Regis explained patiently and meticulously,

"The elders hate being disturbed for no reason, but they also enjoy the offerings and respect of mortals. Since then, they have restrained the members of the tribe and established iron laws to prohibit them from killing without restraint in human society."

"Unfortunately, just a few hundred years later, even without high-sucking predators, this human civilization was still completely extinct due to natural and man-made disasters."

"The names and taboos of the elders are far away from the world, and the time of sleeping is often ten years every time."

Regis paused,

"If you present a commemorative coin, it will remind it of this pleasant past. When it is happy, it will ask you to say a few more words."

Roy suddenly nodded, then asked curiously,

"The Elder Shadow has been sleeping in the underworld for ten years, so he doesn't need any food or water?"

"Its power cannot be guessed by common sense. In fact, it is absorbing the four elements in the air every moment, that is, chaotic energy. These energies are much more 'nutritive' than ordinary food."

"But every time he wakes up, the elder will still order his tribal members to bring in a lot of prey, relive the sweetness of blood, and recall the glory days of his youth. As for the corpses sucked dry by it, they will become evil ghosts in the cave, A breeding ground for low-level vampires."

"Sure enough, no matter what kind of intelligent race they are, they like to recall the past when they get older."

Roy sighed, his eyes shot out——

Then it must prefer to recall the customs of the hometown.

"Let's go, find more commemorative coins, and make the elders happy!"

Chapter No.16 Living in the Underworld

At the end of a dark cave.

In front of an inconspicuous oval stone door.

Regis lowered his voice, and finally emphasized to the witcher beside him,

"Roy, remember my words, be careful with your words and deeds."

"Okay, Regis, my ears are almost callused, I promise I won't forget it!" Roy squeezed the five ancient coins in his hand.

Only then did the barber take a deep breath, and with trembling fingers, he took out a piece of basalt engraved with runes from the herbal medicine pocket, and put it into the depression in the center of the door.

Strictly fit.

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