The Divine Hunter Chapter 9: The Night Banquet of Demons 1

The full moon hangs high in the sky.

Northwest of Graveyard Grassland.

The clear moonlight illuminates a dilapidated palace entrenched in the shadows.

Collapsed beams, broken columns, wild grasses, ancient oaks and blooming flowers cover the space above the ground, forming a spectacular green ruin.

In front of the ruins, buried in the dark, a stone staircase sloping downward revealed a cave. When the night wind blew, there was a faint echo, like a beast grinding its teeth and sucking blood in the darkness.

"Guys, did you hear that? What the **** is that sound? Is it possible that it's a graveyard and a cemetery now?"

In the chamomile bushes on the hillside not far away, an emaciated soldier carrying a torch and fully armed could not help muttering in fear.

The burly man next to him slapped him on the back of the head.

"Quiet, you idiot, don't **** scare yourself! It's either a wild cat or a mouse, I tell you!"

The leader, Lambert, heard the shouting behind him and rubbed his face helplessly.

He really didn't expect that he could find an ancient elf tomb just by pointing in the direction.

A blind cat meets a dead mouse!

I hope that unlucky guy Gaitan is not in there!

"You, and you, pack up your weapons and equipment, bring anti-magic bombs, lead four teams of brothers, and prepare to go!"

The Knight of Lorraine tapped his sword continuously and couldn't wait to give orders to the soldiers surrounding him,

"Leave twenty people outside the tomb to prevent the assassin from escaping!"

"Don't rush in!"

Lambert shouted to stop, his amber vertical eyes swept away everyone present, his tone was solemn, and his cheeks were as stiff as poker cards,

"Lord Lorraine, brothers, based on my experience, this kind of tomb that has existed for hundreds of years is full of traps, and the building structure is extremely unstable. So many people swarming in are likely to cause damage to the ceiling and floor. Collapse, causing casualties! In addition, there must be demon spirits in the ancient elven tombs. There must be more than one demon spirit in this scale! Have you ever seen a demon spirit? That thing is invulnerable, its claws are like steel cones, and it can also emit a sound that can rupture eardrums and shock the brain. Howling!"

"If you get hit by this trick, even if you are lucky enough to survive, the rest of your life will be ruined. You will have to stay in bed eating, drinking, and drinking, with your eyes crooked and your mouth drooling, and you will be disliked by your parents, wife, and children like a paralyzed imbecile. Disgust, believe me, that is life worse than death!"

The soldiers were frightened by Lambert's words, and they suddenly became uneasy. Some of their eyes flickered and they retreated. They were Soden people who had suffered a war not long ago. They knew that their lives were at stake, so this time they only planned to pretend to chase the assassin.

When Lambert saw this, he felt deeply that his usual nonsense exchanges with Master Dan were not in vain.

"Only the witcher's silver sword and the warlock's magic are its nemesis! To be on the safe side, everyone stays outside while Advisor Triss and I go in to find out!"

"Before this operation, His Majesty gave a death order. The wanted criminal who committed the heinous crime must be captured. Otherwise, how can Temeria's face be saved? Brothers have long been prepared to sacrifice their lives for the country!" Luo from the Knights of the White Rose. Lin held the sword with both hands, and his heroic face was as firm as marble. He ignored the pale faces of his subordinates, held his head high and said righteously,

"Besides, assassins are more cunning than foxes and more dangerous than poisonous snakes. Only if more people come in can we take care of each other! Let's come up with a compromise strategy, me and the two of us, and bring twenty guys"

"There is something jumping behind the pillar!" A soldier wearing an iron helmet suddenly shouted, "Ghost! It's a ghost!"

唰唰

A group of people hurriedly pulled out the shining sword blades, widened their eyes, and turned around nervously, like spinning tops that were out of control.

"Are you holding a sword or a cactus? Why are you shaking? There are so many brothers here, why do mere ghosts matter!"

The knight scolded the thin bamboo pole next to him and then changed the subject.

"Go on, where is it?"

"Over there, it flew behind the triangular stone!"

"What does it look like and how many are there?"

Lambert asked.

"I only saw a pair of glowing eyes!"

Glowing eyes?

The demon hunter's heart sank, and he exchanged glances with Triss. The two of them thought that if it was Gaitan, they would use a spell to blind everyone's sight and take the guy away quietly!

"Let's go and catch that **** who is pretending to be a fool!"

The knight pointed his sword, Lambert quickly outlined the Quen seal with his left hand, golden light suddenly appeared, the sorceress straightened her fingers, and three aqua blue magic shields slowly rotated around her body.

Everyone walked cautiously towards the ruins, but halfway through the road, there was a faint creaking sound in the night, and a black shadow jumped out from behind the stone and pounced on everyone fiercely. Lambert, who had quick eyes and quick hands, shot The sword penetrated, stuck on the tip like a grilled fish.

When the moonlight shines, a head covered with soft black fur, with fluttering membranous wings, a round head the size of a fist, and two big ears wagging, a naive creature comes into view.

The soldiers breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at each other.

"Look, you coward!" Lorraine said angrily and amusingly, "Think of bats as monsters and give the brothers a false alarm! You will be punished by going back to clean the toilets for a month!"

"Something's wrong."

Lambert looked at the prey on the sword solemnly, his pupils were as red as blood, and his chisel-like incisors and razor-like upper canines were exposed outside his overturned lips, shining with a cold light. Even if it is stabbed to the core by the silver sword, it is still struggling hard, its vitality is terrifyingly tenacious.

Gu Huan/span He has never seen this kind of bat.

Zhizhi

Without any warning, the Wolf Pendant around the witcher's neck suddenly buzzed and vibrated, and an overwhelming scream and a pop of wings erupted at the same time!

"Everyone, be careful!"

Lambert only had time to shout before countless red-eyed bats rushed out from the ruins and covered the two groups of people.

Like a billowing dark cloud filled with scarlet lightning.

In an instant, five soldiers who were caught off guard were thrown into the ground and turned into gourds.

One of the unlucky ones was unable to even utter a cry after a bat entered his mouth. He held his chin in place, rolling his eyes and convulsing like an epilepsy.

唰

Lambert swung the sword in his hand to his chest and swung a ray of silver light. Three of his heads were split in half by the sword. He fell to the ground and fluttered a few times before falling motionless in a pool of blood.

He pushed out the light blue seal to the left with five fingers, and shot down a bat that bit Triss's magic shield.

The soldiers did not have the skills of the demon hunters. They could only dance wildly with torches in their left hands and steel swords in their right hands. However, they could not see enough in front of the menacing swarm of bats. They blocked one and more were immediately added.

Several soldiers were unable to withstand it. Their necks and cheeks, which lacked the protection of armor, were bitten by poisonous fangs. The blood flowed across the room twice, and their faces turned strangely blue. All the energy in their bodies strangely and quickly drained out of their bodies, and the hand holding the sword changed. Be weak and powerless.

Boom!

The sorceress under the protection of the witcher finally finished reciting the spell, waving her hands and shooting out streaks of red flames. The fire dragons roared and lit up the night sky, enveloping a large group of black and bloodthirsty beasts, and grilled the meat. Amidst the sizzling sound, hundreds of burning corpses fell like raindrops.

After being hit hard, the bats screamed and flew away from everyone's heads temporarily, flew into the jagged rocks and tall ancient trees in the ruins, and lingered.

But a pair of bloodthirsty scarlet eyes are still flashing in the darkness, ready to make a comeback at any time.

"What the **** is this! Everyone is here, take the wounded, shrink the phalanx, and retreat to the tomb!"

The Knight of Lorraine wiped the blood from his face in embarrassment, shouted at the top of his lungs, and walked towards the stone stairs.

"This is not an ordinary bat, this is a magical creature! Something powerful is warning us, and it is most likely the 'original resident' of the tomb! Besides, the brothers are poisoned and injured and are in urgent need of medical treatment. I suggest you evacuate this ruins immediately! "Lambert suggested the opposite,

"So we are in the right place, they may be the assassin's accomplices!"

"Brothers, there are no cowards in Temeria's soldiers, and they must not leave like this in despair! Follow me!"

Lorraine roared fiercely, but as soon as he finished speaking, he was surprised to find that a majestic mist suddenly appeared around him.

The mist spread at an astonishing speed like a living thing. In one breath, it completely enveloped the surrounding environment. As far as Lorraine could see, there was only black mist, and the firelight could not penetrate it.

The whereabouts of the nearby companions are unknown.

"Krauser, Ralph...Master Lambert, can you hear me...answer me!"

Lorraine clenched the steel sword and shouted loudly, but there was no response. ~IndoMTL.com~ He rushed to the left in shock and anger, but he ran for five minutes without even seeing a ghost, let alone his companions.

Only the lingering thick fog turned into a pair of cold ghost hands, stroking, oppressing, and wearing away his will.

"Come out!" The knight of White Rose gave up his futile run, quickly glanced around, and squeezed out a few words through his teeth, "You coward who is doing ridiculous juggling, I know you are hiding inside! Move quickly, Otherwise I will poke a transparent hole in your body!"

"Are you calling me?"

A female voice came from the mist behind him. It was full of magnetism, with a hint of **** nasal voice, and seemed to contain magic power. It made people feel inexplicably hot, and a strong expectation arose in their hearts like a cat scratching. They were eager to see her clearly. s face.

Lorraine turned her stiff body involuntarily, and then her breathing stagnated.

A graceful and graceful woman with skin as white as snow and red hair as red as fire came into view, smiling at him and waving her arms.

In the thick fog and deep night, he knelt at her feet docilely like a servant.

She is like a queen who dominates the night.

The soft lips like blood, the brown eyes on the pretty face... were like a black hole that kept spinning, sucking away all the knight's resistance and will, and he walked over with an expression of obsession.

……

In the darkness of the tomb, a secret conversation sounded.

"I found out...that group of people are Foltest's pursuers, the trouble left by this newcomer."

"The transformation is about to be completed. We must not be disturbed in any way. Just scare them and wash away their memories and drive them away."

"But the witcher and the sorceress are in trouble. Queen of the Night, send your sisters to give them a good treat. If they are stubborn, then... deal with them."

"As you wish, Dettlaff."

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