The Divine Hunter Chapter 52: Drive out

"The time and place of the deer-headed spirit's next move are all clear," Roy couldn't hide his excitement, "Let's go get it together tomorrow!"

The demon hunter poured a bucket of cold water on him, "Kid, you forgot, we haven't caught the mark parasite yet, even if we kill it, it will be in vain"

"But you did a great job by reminding me yesterday!" The demon hunter patted his shoulder with his thick palm, "Kelvin is not a parasite, nor does he believe in deer-headed spirits. However, two dead people appeared in the mining area, and he It is indeed strange to be inexplicably hostile to you."

"So during the day, I used the Axi Sigil to trick him out about the Scoia'tael. Sure enough, he has been helping the Scoia'tael!"

"I learned from him that there are currently four Scoia'tael hiding near Carbon Mountain..."

"Only four?" The young man frowned. He thought there were at least dozens.

"For some unknown reason, most of the Scoia'tael lurking in Carbon Mountain were recalled to the Flower Valley, leaving only four people to contact Kelvin and assist the deer-headed spirit in establishing a totem..." The Witcher explained, "The number of people Too little, and they let my destructive behavior go unchecked. They didn’t take action before they were absolutely sure, and once they let me escape, they would be completely exposed to the sun."

"That's it."

Roy suddenly realized.

"In addition, there is a Marked Parasite among the four Scoia'tael..." the Witcher said, "Tomorrow night, the next hunting of the Deer-headed Demon will start, and Kelvin will meet them at the hiding spot outside Carbon Mountain. ."

"The Scoia'tael are so ruthless. They even left marks on their own people." Roy couldn't help but be stunned. This was equivalent to giving his life to the deer-headed spirit. "No wonder I squatted in the bathhouse for several days and couldn't find him. Goal."

The young man took a deep breath, his face full of doubts, "But why did Kelvin cooperate with the Scoia'tael? Fortunately, Elder Brovar loved him so much."

"It's a pity that the Axi Sigil made him reveal so much. If he continues to press him, he will break free." The demon hunter paused, and his tone became more sarcastic, "Sixty years old, just an adult among the dwarves. , maybe he is more rebellious, so he secretly betrayed his uncle and chose to cooperate with the Scoia'tael and the Deer-headed Spirit."

"This matter should be over. Tomorrow night, I will be responsible for dealing with the deer-headed elf," the demon hunter had already made arrangements. "You and the four dwarf brothers will follow Kelvin Hogg and find the Scoia'tael. Once When you see a parasite, kill him immediately."

"The deer-headed spirit will be resurrected with the help of parasites about an hour after death." The demon hunter's face had a stern look on his face, and he said solemnly, "Time is running out, don't be merciful, and don't let even a single Scoia'tael go! As for Kelvin Hogg, if you can, try to catch him alive."

Roy nodded. Although this guy betrayed the Great Elder, the Great Elder would not necessarily kill him.

On the premise of saving his life, he tried his best to save his life.

"If the operation is leaked and Kelvin knows about it, he might bite back. Carbon Mountain is his home field after all. So except for us and the four dwarves, no one can reveal it, including the great elder."

"Yeah."

"If the worst happens and the deer-headed spirit is successfully reborn, it will be weak for a period of time. Make good use of the anti-magic metal bomb and fire oil I gave you. The flames can cause fatal damage to it." Demon Hunter He warned, "After tomorrow, both the Scoia'tael and the Deer-headed Spirits will lie dormant until we are driven out of Mahakam, or more Scoia'tael rush to support Carbon Mountain. Therefore, tomorrow night will be the last chance."

The witcher has no fear of dealing with the more dangerous deer-headed elf alone. He also has four dwarf brothers to help him deal with Kelvin and four Scoia'tael.

What are you hesitating about?

"Okay! Let's do it then!"

……

A full bright moon emerged from the snow-capped branches and hung in the sky.

On both sides of the forest path leading to Carbon Mountain from the Fifth Mining Area, the dark woods were as quiet as an abyss, making people worried that something terrifying would suddenly jump out of the forest.

Suddenly, there was a sound of rapid footsteps coming from far away, and a dwarf wrapped in a thick cotton-padded jacket was trotting eagerly with an oil lamp in his hand.

Buz Rich is an old worker in the fifth mining area and has worked diligently in the mine for more than ten years.

Originally, he was supposed to work the night shift at the mine today and return home to Tanshan during the day. Especially during this period of time, the nights have been uneventful, and the successive deaths have made people panic. If work ends later, workers will spend the night in the mines until daylight breaks before returning.

However, the plan was not as good as the change. Suddenly a guard brought him a family report. His pregnant wife was about to give birth, and he could no longer take care of so much!

The fifth mining area leads to Carbon Mountain, which is only half an hour's walk in total. In the past, patrolling guards could occasionally be seen passing by these places, but today it was surprisingly quiet.

"Puff, puff, puff..." A series of shallow footprints were left on the snow-covered ground. Butz's body was bumping slightly, and the white air he breathed in heavily condensed a layer of white frost on his beard.

He had already run far away from the mining area. In ten minutes, he would be able to enter the deep valley. His wife's face was rolling over his mind involuntarily, and he could no longer accommodate anything else.

"Huh, huh..." He was panting more and more rapidly, and the sound of his heavy breathing echoed throughout the quiet path and spread into the forest.

Like some kind of signal, without any warning, Buz suddenly stumbled and fell into the snow. The kerosene lamp rolled to the side, and intense pain came from his calf.

In an instant, the entire forest path was filled with his painful wails.

When Buz recovered a little and looked back, he was shocked to find that a sharp iron arrow had pierced his right calf wrapped in thick cotton pants.

When he reached out and touched his hand, blood dyed his palm red, and it continued to flow out, turning the snow on the ground into a charming red color.

"Who! What bastard!" He looked around, shouting anxiously and horrified,

"Hiss... Carbon Mountain will not let you go!"

He roared crazily, but the fear in his eyes became more and more intense, until a figure flashed in his sight, jumping down from the tall tree trunk next to the road.

The moonlight and the oil lamp that fell to the ground reflected her face. Under the auburn hair, her facial features were sharp-pointed ears and chin, protruding cheekbones, and a set of white and smooth teeth that could not be seen. To the sharp canine teeth.

Butz's trembling eyes glanced down at her tall and slender figure, and finally settled on a yellow squirrel skin decoration hanging around her waist.

"Elf!?"

"You are the elf of the Scoia'tael!"

"What happened before was all your fault?!"

There have been rumors that there were Scoia'tael lurking near Carbon Mountain, waiting for an opportunity to overthrow the Grand Elder's power, and they caused quite a stir for a while.

But since everyone associated with the Scoia'tael was driven out of Mahakam more than a year ago, the Great Elder issued a silence order. The matter was completely suppressed.

Butz also thought that the Scoia'tael had left, but he didn't expect that everything was an illusion.

Facing his question, the elf standing ten feet away said nothing. He once again pulled out the crescent moon bow on his back, slowly took out a feather arrow, cocked the arrow and aimed at the dwarf.

The latter struggled to get up, his facial features distorted by severe pain full of ferocity and fear. He had no doubt about the Elf’s archery skills. How could he, an unarmed and injured miner, survive at such a close distance? reason.

"Dear Akali, I'm afraid I will die this time. It's a pity that I won't be able to see you and my child for the last time!"

The unwillingness and resentment in his heart drove him to shout loudly, "Damn Scoia'tael, I curse you to die badly! Just wait, since you want to ignite the war, the Great Elder and the Carbon Mountain brothers and sisters will definitely do it for me Revenge!"

"My death alone will be washed away with the blood of ten Scoia'tael!"

After leaving the cruel words, he closed his eyes with a trembling face, waiting for death to come.

However, after waiting for a moment, the expected arrow did not arrive. He looked over in surprise and saw the silent female elf turning her head to the left and giving him a look.

"What do you mean, let me go to the left?"

A desire for survival ignited in his heart ~IndoMTL.com~ But Buzz did not obey the elf's instructions, but limped back towards the original route dragging his injured right leg.

However, after taking a few steps, an iron arrow grazed his left leg and cut the skin.

"What exactly do you want?!"

He was angry and felt that the elf was playing tricks on him, but the female elf still showed no expression on her face and motioned for him to go left.

"That's all, be patient for a while, as long as you can survive, take a look at my baby!"

Butz immediately gritted his teeth and decided to follow the elf's instructions to move. As long as there was hope of survival, he could bear no matter how humiliating it was.

A touch of blood slid down his trouser legs, leaving a scarlet line of blood on the ground as he moved slowly.

The huge pain lingered in his right leg like tarsal maggots. He did not dare to move the bone-piercing arrow even a little bit. He just kept moaning in pain. Gradually, even his thigh began to become numb.

Entering the empty mountain forest, a dark wave as thick as ink came over him. An unprecedented panic surged in his heart, as if he was being targeted by some unimaginable and terrifying existence.

However, the female elf holding an oil lamp behind her stared at him carefully, so that he did not dare to make any rash move.

"Where are we going?"

Without an answer, he could only lower his head and move on.

I don’t know how far I walked in the endless forest. With the loss of blood and the erosion of the night wind, Buz’s face became pale, his body felt colder and colder, his limbs and muscles became stiff, and even his vision began to change. Vague.

He suddenly stopped and turned around, only to find that there was no trace of the elf behind him.

However, before he could be happy, a desolate and long sigh came from all directions, giving him goosebumps all over his body.

His whole body collapsed.