Chapter 508: Demon Hunter

"Damn, I shouldn't have looked at the scene if I had known......" The man whined in his right hand as he watched the strange heavy cavalry who were staring at him, especially those in the distance with longbows and armor-piercing cones, as he whispered, "I hope there won't be unnecessary clashes......

The man knew very well that although his swordsmanship was very high, and he also had other great abilities, he could not stand alone against a heavily armed heavy cavalry army, and it was also a heavy cavalry army armed with a longbow and armor-piercing conical arrows. Not to mention how to deal with the armor-piercing conical arrows specially used for armor-piercing purposes without carrying a metal shield and wearing heavy armor, if the other side of the heavy cavalry does not care too much about casualties, a simple group charge is enough to step on themselves and Rochi under the crotch into a mud mixed with flesh and steel rings, not to mention that the various weapons in the hands of these heavy cavalry are definitely not used as decorations, it will only be more difficult to deal with. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

The heavy cavalry didn't make a sound when they saw the man, they just clenched their weapons and reins, as if waiting for the order of their commander, ready to cut down the strange man on horseback and sword in front of them.

"Wait a minute!" Just as both sides were holding their breath, a voice came from behind the heavy cavalry, accompanied by the sound of hurried horses' hooves, "Brothers, stay on guard!"

"Hey!" shouted the heavy cavalry in unison.

Although the posture of the heavy cavalry did not change much, the man could clearly sense that their desire to attack was gone, and all that remained was vigilance and curiosity.

Several heavy cavalry in the front line made way to the left and right, and one heavy cavalry stepped out of it, keeping a distance of about three horses from the man. The weapons and armor that the heavy cavalry carried were not much different from those of the vigilant heavy cavalry around him, the only difference being that his helmet, which almost covered his face, was adorned with a pair of antlers, while the helmets of the other heavy cavalry were bare, with only smooth curved planes.

"You don't look like the outside human army we just defeated. The heavy cavalry said to the man, his tone sounding calmer than the man imagined, because the heavy cavalry was covered in sticky blood at this moment, and there were two arrows stuck diagonally on the metal shoulder guard on his left shoulder, "You should have happened to pass by here and saw a corpse near the edge of the battlefield, right?"

"Uh-huh, that's right. The man nodded, and the tone of his voice made him slightly lower his throat-raising heart in the direction of his stomach, and he retracted the two-handed sword he held in his right hand into the scabbard behind his back, but his right hand did not leave the hilt.

To the man's surprise, the man in front of him, who seemed to be the leader of the heavy cavalry, did not speak the northern lingua franca or the southern Nephgadian, nor was it any other elven or dwarven language that he could understand, but a completely strange language...... And here's the problem, according to common sense, he couldn't understand the strange language that this guy who was the leader of the heavy cavalry in front of him jumped out of his mouth behind his visor, but now he could strangely understand the meaning of the strange language he spoke, as if he were listening to the languages he knew.

The strange name of the human army in the outside world made the man pay special attention to it after hearing it.

"I guess you are not one of the outside human armies that have just been wiped out or captured by us, because the bags on your horse's back are obviously prepared for long journeys, and the cavalry who are put on the battlefield will not carry all kinds of bottles and cans on the back of their horses. The leader of the heavy cavalry glanced back and forth a few times at the man's crotch and nodded, "Since you are not a member of that human army from the outside, then you can continue on your path - you are not a resident of the village, although I have not been to the village a few times, if there is a man in the village with two two-handed swords, my brothers and I will probably hear of it...... Let me think, you should also be an 'outsider', right?"

The word "outsider", though it sounded quite ordinary in the language that came out of the mouth of the leader of the heavy cavalry, had a suitable stimulus for the man in front of him, who was accustomed to being taciturn: the man in the black coat and the pointed hood that had been firmly wearing it again pulled down the Cambridge strap tied to him with his left hand, so that he could draw the two-handed sword out of its sheath as quickly as possible, and the steel-colored sword light quickly drew a semicircle in the air, and in the blink of an eye, the blade of the two-handed sword was aimed at the sword. The leader of the heavy cavalry of the word "outsider" could be waved at any time.

"Outsider, I hope you don't be impulsive, and if I would be disrespectful to you to say this title, then I apologize to you now. Facing the man in black in front of him who drew his sword at a speed faster than normal people's reaction time, although the leader of the heavy cavalry was very surprised by the speed at which he swung his sword, it did not affect his peaceful attitude, "Put that two-handed sword away, I will treat the scene just now as if it had not happened at all - it is not a wise choice to use a two-handed sword on a horse, let alone holding a two-handed sword, the most unwise place is that you want to fight more than eighty heavy cavalry alone?"

The heavy cavalry leader's words sounded threatening, but the man was not outraged by this, and simply retracted his two-handed sword into the leather scabbard on his back, but his right hand did not leave the hilt and was clenched tightly.

"I also hope that there will be no conflict between me and you, and that you will not try to act rashly with the advantage of numbers. The man said, his tone sounding rather cold, "This two-handed sword can be unsheathed at any time, and at a much faster speed than you have just seen. ”

"I've found out, so I haven't let my brothers who hold the bow hang their arrows. The leader of the heavy cavalry still spoke so calmly, as if he didn't care about the threat that was also hidden in the man's words, "Speaking of sword speed, I have seen many heavy knights with sword speed similar to you or even slightly faster than you half a month ago or so, and it is really the blessing of our ancestors to be able to survive from their men to the end of the battle...... Anyway, who are you, what is your name, where are you from, what do you want to do here?"

"As you might have guessed, I'm an outsider, looking for a way out of this forest, and trying to make some money once I find my first town. As for who I am......" As he said this, the man's right hand let go of the hilt of the two-handed sword he was carrying behind his back, and instead removed the pointed hood from his head and hung it down to the back of his head, revealing a pale face with a dense white stubble on his chin, and a pair of golden vertical eyes like the eyes of a night cat, making him look rather strange, "Gelot of Livia, I am a demon hunter. ”

How did he get to this hellish place?Gallot had no relatable recollection, except that he had spent the night in the forest of the former Temerian kingdom, half a day away from the Herb Garden, but in the middle of the night he woke up from his sleep due to his instinctive vigilance, and then found that all the tall trees around him had strangely turned into a strange straight-roded plant all around, and his horse Roche had neighed uneasily.

With decades of experience living in the wild, Gallott first discovered that he couldn't tell which kind of tree or shrub these strange plants around him belonged to: whether it was the wolf faction with the most traditional French and Indian combat skills, the pit viper faction with the best use of poison, and the griffin faction with the most advanced magic and alchemy skills, The bear faction that is accustomed to heavy armor and swords, the cat faction that is proficient in assassination, or other factions that have disappeared and are exhausted and do not even remember the existing demon hunters, they need to learn the theoretical basis not only the knowledge of various monsters, but also the knowledge of most animals and plants, not to mention alchemy, magic seals, war skills, equestrianism, Demon hunters need to master all the basics of the local customs, political conditions, and other basic things, as well as the knowledge that each faction is good at, so that they can deal with all kinds of unexpected situations when they travel around the world.

But now was not the time to think about it, as Gallott drew his silver sword from Roche's horse, clenched his hands and stared warily around: in the dead of night, a buzzing sound similar to that of a swarm of mosquitoes echoed around him, and it sounded closer and closer to him...... Gallott frowned, making his golden vertical pupils that resembled cat's eyes more pronounced, allowing him to see clearly in a pitch darkness where ordinary people couldn't see far.

For a demon hunter who has hunted countless encounters with various kinds of monsters, this sound is not the buzzing of mosquitoes, but the scream of some kind of monster.

In the surrounding environment overgrown with shrubs and strange straight-roded plants, from the thick and dense darkness around them, more and more small and ugly figures appeared from them - their height was about the size of a human child of seven or eight years old, their bodies were emaciated, their complexion was dark or dark gray, and their whole body was **** except for a rag or a fig leaf made of animal skins around their waists, which I don't know if it was a rag or a fig leaf made of animal skins Body, and both hands and feet, with only four fingers or toes on them, looking very incongruous, a long, sharp nail growing on each finger, even the toes, and a faint webbed-like structure between the fingers, no hair on the bare head, a pair of pointed but drooping ears extending from both sides of the head, a flat forehead full of wrinkles, a pair of red eyes with no pupils visible in the deep eye sockets, no nose between the eyes, only a pair of small holes in the flat face that appear to be nostrils, and a mouth densely covered with small, compact and sharp teeth clinging to the eyes, and the chin covered its neck like several piles of black bread that grew together, hanging directly to its chest, and there was a trace of muscle mass under the wrinkled skin, and the whole "person" looked thin and small, but it was definitely not thin.

The dwarf, humanoids approached Gelot with a strange egret-like stride, lifting their tumor-like knees high enough to make their way to the demon hunters in front of them as quickly as possible, occasionally hissing and buzzing from their large mouths full of sharp white teeth.

Gallott was all too familiar with these nightmarish-like creatures that appeared in the dark of night, they were all evil spirits, but he couldn't afford to underestimate them because of this: just one or two evil spirits were not too harmful, and it was enough for civilians with grass forks and axes and shovels to cooperate with each other and be cautious, but five evil spirits were quite dangerous, and it would take several well-trained soldiers to fight them, and if there were more than ten or more, even the most experienced demon hunters could die if they were confronted alone, and it was often necessary to eliminate so many evil spirits that demon hunters had to make a foolproof plan in advanceor a whole team of well-trained soldiers, led by knights.

Faced with a herd of eighteen evil ghosts mixed with evil warriors and Fuka, after a hard battle, Gallott finally slashed them one by one under the silver sword, but inevitably alarmed the other creatures in the entire vegetation: in order to quickly inactivate most of the evil ghosts, Gallott dropped two honeycomb bombs that he carried with him, and as a result, he woke up the slumber of the other creatures around him while blowing up a dozen evil ghosts, forcing him to cut off the heads of all the dead evil ghosts as quickly as possible and hang them on the back of Lotchi's horse, and then immediately left this strange vegetation, so as not to be surrounded by other monsters if he stayed here for a little longer。

Gallott had been on his way for the rest of the night, and after riding Lotchi through this strange vegetation into another adjacent forest, he was able to rest in a safe environment for half the morning, and the other half of the morning because of the heavy rain that could not continue until the rain stopped, and then he met the heavy cavalry who had just finished fighting, and they happened to surround themselves.

"Damn it......" Ghelot muttered to himself as he looked at the heavy cavalrymen around him who couldn't find any signs of identity on the armor, "though there are evil spirits here...... But this is definitely not a place I am familiar with, or a ...... of the world" (to be continued. )