The Divine Hunter Chapter 64: The secret room behind the dust and fog

"Ahem..." A violent cough suddenly sounded on the other side of the dust mist. Roy hurriedly ran over and found the demon hunter leaning against the corner, his leather armor ripped to pieces like a beggar.

The exposed skin on his arms, chest, and thighs were all covered with small wounds scraped by gravel and blackened burns. His face was disgraced and his appearance was terrible.

It’s good that you’re not dead!

The alchemy potion is exhausted, but there are still three marigold potions left, which come in handy.

"Leso, how do you feel? Where are you injured?"

"Ahem..." The demon hunter rested for a moment to regain his composure, looking through the white dust mist with lingering fear, "It's okay...ahem...it seems that a rib and right leg bone are broken. ...Ahem...I never thought that I, Lei Suo, would be so famous that I almost got blown up by myself."

"You're so close," Roy looked surprised. Even though he was hit so hard even though he was so far away, the demon hunter could still survive. "If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely die without a single body!"

"The Quen Seal I used when killing the evil ghost has not disappeared, otherwise I should go underground to meet my comrades."

The witcher suddenly asked, "Are you okay?"

"I was far away and I was lucky enough to escape." Roy smeared some blood on his ear and held it in front of the demon hunter's eyes, "But I don't feel good either. Look, seven holes were blown and bleeding. ”

"I have never seen a guy with seven holes bleeding and still jumping around like you."

"..."

The two rested for a long time, until the white fog cleared, and the originally ordinary and small cave showed a completely different scene.

The violent vibration of the nest explosion did not affect the passage ahead. Instead, it caused the rock wall on the left side of the cave to collapse, revealing a strange secret room.

Behind the rock wall, there is a cave.

"Is this the legendary story of surviving a catastrophe and being blessed with future blessings?" Roy helped the limping demon hunter slowly enter the secret room.

The space is not large, similar to a single bedroom in an ordinary hotel, but the entire style layout and surrounding walls are very different from the rough and uneven appearance of the mine. They have obviously been carefully polished and carved, smooth and meticulous.

If there are people living here, the room is empty, without any furniture, not even a bed.

What’s even weirder is that the rock wall was sealed at first, which means there is no way to the outside world. Doesn’t living inside mean that we can only starve and wait to die?

"What kind of boring guy would build an empty secret room in such a dark mine?"

Roy couldn't help but feel disappointed. He thought there would be some adventure or something.

"According to me, this should be the residence of a certain warlock." The demon hunter asserted, "Only the warlock who can open the portal can come and go freely."

With the help of the young man, the demon hunter slowly came to the most eye-catching place in the secret room, the huge smooth wall facing the entrance.

The rough hand gently touched the wall, and almost instantly the Snake Pie pendant hanging around the neck began to vibrate strangely. This vibration was different from the weak one when encountering evil spirits, but was full of power and inspiring. .

"Is there something strange about this wall?" Roy imitated the demon hunter and fumbled around, but it felt hard to the touch. This was a real stone wall.

"No matter how hard I touch, I can't find anything. The wall has been cast by a warlock, and there is still some magic-blocking gold powder left."

Leisuo fiddled with and isolated it for a while from the tattered potion belt on his waist, and then took out a handful of gray powder, which was the public enemy of the warlock and the material for refining anti-magic metal bombs.

With a wave of his hand, the powder was smeared on the blank wall. Suddenly, the entire wall looked like paper soaked in water, with vivid and bright colors seeping from the inside out.

The two looked at each other and took action together.

When the last corner of the wall was stained with powder, water-like fluctuations spread to both sides, like a scroll slowly being opened, and a vicissitudes of time and ancient mural were completely revealed in front of their eyes.

The two of them remained silent and read from left to right.

At the very beginning of the mural, there is an elf with pointed ears and a thin neck, wearing a crown, standing on a high platform in front of the throne, opening his arms to welcome the elf people prostrate on the ground like a sea wave under the steps.

Thousands of people bowed in obeisance.

Roy's fingertips touched the wall lightly. In the slightly cool touch, a strange wave passed along the fingertips and from the mural into his body.

Suddenly, his body shook, as if he suddenly teleported from the secret room into the mural, and became one of the countless elves kneeling at the steps.

Looking at the majestic emperor above with a sacred and majestic face. It's like looking at the boundless sea and unattainable peaks.

I became a tiny ant, a humble witness.

……

Awakening from his brief trance, Roy involuntarily turned his attention to the second mural. The Elf King was waving a blood-red sword, with waves of soldiers responding behind him, and in front of him was a group of extremely vicious "invaders" with disgusting faces. By".

"Is this human?"

Roy frowned. Judging from their size and appearance, the "invaders" should be human beings, and they were deliberately vilified. The face is ferocious and twisted, and the whole body is full of evil.

Then blood and flames covered the earth, the magnificent kingdom turned into ruins, elven corpses lay everywhere, and the human executioner stood on the ruins, holding the neck of the elven king under his long sword.

In the last mural, the elf who lost his crown dropped his sword, drew a long bow engraved with runes, and shot towards the sun in the sky. The injured sun dropped countless dark rains of blood, and the blood seeped into the earth. A mysterious and delicate plant took root and sprouted with swaying green leaves and waist.

After reading the murals, Roy fell into a long silence. It was as if some invisible secret spell had been cast on his mind. One after another, vivid and tragic war pictures flashed quickly.

Gradually, his eyes turned red, his nose was breathing heavily, he clenched his fists and fell into a state of madness!

"Pa—" The demon hunter slapped him, causing Roy to scream. Then he bared his teeth and touched his red face, and his eyes regained clarity.

"Lesuo, couldn't you be gentler?!"

"Ahem... If it's serious, give me strong medicine." The wound on the demon hunter's body began to ache again, and he took a deep breath with an ugly face, "If you delay one step longer, I'm afraid you will commit suicide."

"This mural..." Roy hesitated. He had understood the truth about the history of this world, but he still had to listen to the demon hunter's thoughts first.

"There is no doubt that these murals record a history of humans and elves." The demon hunter narrated. "Legend has it that humans are not the aborigines of this continent, but drifted from the other side of the distant ocean. He crossed over and slaughtered many ancient races, including elves, and eventually ruled the entire world."

"Legends are just legends after all. The human kingdom is still standing in the world. It may have tampered with many historical documents and buried countless truths~IndoMTL.com~It is impossible to tell what is true and what is not. Anyway, most humans do not think they are an invasion. Those who occupied the place where the ancient race lived."

"So what do you think?" Roy asked suddenly.

"Me?" Leisuo touched his nose, "Demon hunters have no racial boundaries. You must know that most of the demon hunters of the Cat School were elves."

"No matter what history holds, witchers only need to maintain their principles."

In fact, Roy knew it very well.

Humans did sneak in from other continents, and many major human cities, including Vizima and Novigrad, were built on the ruins of the elven kingdom.

However, the elves of this world, or the Ain Siddi tribe, also smuggled over from other worlds in white ships/white ships, slaughtered the indigenous people, and ruled the continent for a long time.

If you really think about it, dwarves and goblins are the original inhabitants of this continent, and most of them are now forced to live in seclusion in the corners of the mountains.

By the way, Mahakam was also part of the Elf Kingdom.

It is not difficult to understand that the Elf Chamber appears in the mine.

He guessed, "Perhaps a certain elf mage with a grudge built this secret chamber to preserve 'historical records' so that later generations can learn about human atrocities."

Leso nodded and shook his head,

"Not necessarily. At least the main purpose of this mage is not to record the history of their ancestors, but -"

The demon hunter raised his body with difficulty and knocked on the mural. The palm that was pressed tightly against the mural suddenly pushed forward. As he exhaled, a rapid wind sound exploded in the air.

Roy's eyes narrowed, and he saw that the mural under the palm of the demon hunter was directly knocked down by a Seal of Alder, and the space behind the mural became different as the dust flew.