With a muffled noise, a bloated corpse suddenly rushed forward, stepping on two undead crawling on the ground with only the upper body, and the undead's body with only the ribs was completely crushed to the ground. But it was still a step too late, and more undead roared and rushed forward.

This seemed to be a signal. The moment the smell of blood wafted out, the undead who was only three meters away from the demon hunter jumped up, stretched out his stiff and thin arms, and grabbed the creature in front of him. There was a foul smell, and the mouth with only two teeth left opened, and the jaw almost fell off his face. More zombies from behind flocked to the front, more than 20 arms grabbed Zelin from different directions, like a hungry hyena smelling blood, tearing up the food in front of him.

But they only caught the air.

Zelin leaned back and fell to the cliff under the influence of gravity.

The undead who didn't catch him threw himself to the ground, and then climbed to the edge of the cliff with both hands and feet, and pounced on the falling demon hunter.

The howling wind brought a distant exclamation.

The dead have no fear for a long time, the smell of blood stimulates them, and the strange power fills the zombies, leaving them with only the desire for flesh and blood. The walls formed by zombies rushed to the edge of the cliff, and then, without any pause, countless zombies crossed the cliff, their heads stretched out to catch the escaped prey, and fell into the valley with the target.

Hundreds of undead pounced on the cliff, like a black waterfall flowing down!

Listen to the wind in your ears. Zelin suddenly turned around in mid-air, and stretched out his right hand to aim at the branches on the cliff. The Hidden Arrow tied with the rope shot out and penetrated the crow's nest on the branch. The rope turned around and entangled the branch.

For a moment, Zelin almost thought that his arm was about to be broken.

The falling trend of the demon hunter suddenly stopped, and the falling zombies were getting closer and closer to him, and the black waterfall seemed to be about to drown him. Enduring the sharp pain in his arm, Zelin made a gesture of Alderfayin with his left hand towards the cliff, and the tight rope swung to the side under the impact of the force. Countless zombies fell from him, roaring almost to cover up the wind.

When the rope was pulled to its limit, the turntable in the wristband began to rotate in the opposite direction, causing Zelin, who had just fallen, to fly back like a spring. The moment he crossed the edge of the cliff, he snapped his fingers, and then steadily fell to the top of the cliff. The rope in the wristband was retracted, and a burnt branch hung on the crossbow arrow.

The black wave crashed into the foot of the mountain, and the zombies smashed to pieces on the rocks at the bottom of the valley, crackling! The height of tens of meters is enough to turn the flesh and blood into a pile of rotten flesh that is difficult to distinguish. The zombies fell like raindrops, and the rocks seemed to be covered with a layer of black mud. Some zombies did not die at the moment they fell, but soon, more of the same kind falling from above fell on them.

The black blood and the broken body gathered together and turned into a thick and dark lake under the valley, in which rotten limbs and debris floated.

In the end, there were only a few undead who fell on the back of the cliff. They lost their target and squatted on the spot to eat the zombies that had just been trampled to death by the giant corpse.

Turning around, Zelin looked at the town by the river in the distance. He saw many people in the town square looking at this side, and a figure in a red vest was standing in the front. After seeing Zelin looking towards the town, Liya jumped up and waved to him.

"He actually succeeded!" Liya said to the people around her in surprise. The blacksmith's wife Mila who had been taking care of the wounded was also surprised and covered her mouth: "Maybe people in other villages can also take refuge in the town. The village can also be safe."

"Who is he?" Mira looked at Liya curiously, the townspeople cheering in her ears: "Do you know him, Liya? They said that you entered the town today with a fled outsider."

"He..." Liya hesitated for a few seconds, then thought of the package belonging to Zelin, as well as the strange crossbow arrows and bombs inside: "He is a demon hunter."

Zelin couldn't hear the sound below, but he could see the crowd, so he clenched his right hand into a fist, waved at the townspeople below, and turned and walked down the cliff.

Chapter 2641: New Tristram

By the time Zelin returned to New Tristram again, it was dusk.

Two oil lamps hung in front of the dim city gate, emitting soft candlelight. Five guards in armor, holding daggers and shields stood at the gate. They were thrown into the bonfire inside the city gate. The flames that burned the corpse burned for several hours, and the flames skyrocketed.

"Hurry up, hurry up, before they come back to life and bite people, burn them and burn them all to ashes!"

A crouched overseer kept urging on the side of the road. A wooden cart was parked on the side of the road. It was piled up with corpses dug out from the gully. The height of the pile was more than one meter. The stench made the city gate. The guards couldn't help staying away. The guards on the two guard towers at the gate held bows and arrows and stared warily at the forest opposite the gate. The two workers held hammers, hammered a nail in a gap in the wall, and nailed a wooden board on it.

After solving the zombies, Zelin circled the town to check the situation around the town. He still remembered the reason Francesca wanted him to be here. She needs some kind of tool that can stabilize the transmission channel, and this world must have undergone a very important change, which has led to some indescribable changes in this world. The elf didn't describe too much in the letter. She thought that there might be some kind of tool to maintain the stability of the world in this world. She needed to know what it was in order to find a way to make a countermeasure.

So the demon hunter surveyed the town where the portal first appeared, but unfortunately, he found nothing unusual. Except for the meteorite that appeared after he arrived, everything here is so commonplace, just like it is common in any immigrant town.

Maybe Dika Kane, who Varif has been nagging, knows something. The premise is that Dika Kane can really survive the meteorite fall and be rescued by the town guards.

A guard saw Zelin. He and the other two accomplices looked at each other nervously, then stepped forward and stopped Zelin: "Make it clear that you are the traveler." He swallowed, "Excuse me." Drop your hood!"

"I'm not malicious." Zelin took off his hood, and the guard in front of him heaved a sigh of relief: "You may have seen me this afternoon..."

Suddenly, Zelin heard a familiar voice.

"These are the remaining nails." Turning his head, through the gap in the wall, Zelin saw a figure wearing a red jacket trotting behind the wall: "Hegrid said that he still has a lot of nails, if the board If it is not enough, there are still a few axes on his side that can be used as logging axes."

"This must be enough, Liya." Without looking up, a middle-aged worker watched Liya put the wooden box full of nails in front of him and rubbed the tip of his nose: "Go and rest, you have to go back and forth. Go back to help for a day. You have to rest, otherwise you will be exhausted by yourself before the resurrected dead have been wiped out. Your uncle will not want to see you like this when he comes back."

"Liya." Zelin yelled softly.

Liya stepped back two steps, leaning back and poking her head out of the gap in the fence. After seeing Zelin, the confusion in her eyes turned into surprise.

"You are finally back!" Liya squeezed her sideways out of the crack, but her figure took a lot of effort, and it was difficult to associate her appearance with the harsh living environment. "It's nice to see that you are safe. This afternoon, everyone is worried about whether you are injured." She looked up and down Zelin, as if looking for scars, and then looked at the guard on the side: "He is helping me this afternoon. The returning explorer."

"Oh! It turned out to be you." The guard's vigilance disappeared, and he scratched his head with an apologetic smile: "This afternoon, everyone is talking about the story of a demon hunter who killed the dead and returned to life. The one who was with you. Merchant Varif said in the hotel that not only did you easily solve dozens of monsters by yourself, you also retreated from the spider mountain range outside Leorig’s Manor and rescued the trapped travelers. Like you Humans are born to kill demons and demons, but what about us? We are in a hurry to deal with a few zombies, let alone survive from a ghost place like the Spider Mountain. Ah, you see I have been talking to myself and forgot to give You opened the door. Thanks to you, we have time to mend the broken wall."

With that, the guard raised his head and beckoned to the soldiers on the watchtower.

The door opened to both sides, and the people who opened the door were not guards, but townsfolk who came to help.

"Go to the cattle slaughter hotel." Liya made a please gesture to Zelin: "This afternoon, villagers from several nearby villages fled to New Tristram. They are all in the hotel, but I'm afraid they can't make it through. How long will the hotel be overcrowded."

"The walls of this town are terrible." Zelin walked past the city gate and looked around. The wooden walls on both sides of the city gate are full of cracks and gaps. One section is even just a fence. After the undead appeared, a few door panels were quickly erected and inserted into the mud behind the fence to block the monsters: "Did you go to inform the mayor? Liya? There are many resurrected dead outside, and they may flock to New Tristram at any time. The mayor had better recruit some guards. Varif and I met many zombies on the way to New Tristram together. The whole forest is everywhere. If all this is really caused by the meteorite, I suspect that there will be more undead approaching the town in the future."

Zelin has encountered a similar situation.

In the Twilight Forest of Azeroth, Night Town.

The situation in that town may be worse than that of New Tristram. The forest outside the town is covered by eternal night, and there are mutated monsters and resurrected undead everywhere, cannibal ogres and cultists who study dark magic confront the young The town looked closely at it. Yese Town has gathered a considerable number of militias to protect the town’s safety in such a harsh environment.

"I told Mayor Holmes. He looked very unhappy. He drove me out of the city hall without saying much." Liya's eyebrows were squeezed together because of worry, but then he was relieved. Smile: "But the blacksmith Hegrid here took out all the equipment and tools he had in stock. Everyone was willing to defend the town. There were already many men voluntarily armed and standing guard on the fence. The refugees who fled this afternoon One of them was injured. Hegrid's wife Milla decided to vacate her basement to house the wounded who had fled."

"That's good, as long as people don't panic."

Zelin looked at this humble town unexpectedly.

In his impression, when people encounter such horrible things, it is easy to fall into a panic, especially in a small town that has been at ease for a long time. Most people's first reaction is not to defend it, but to escape.

"Before coming here, Uncle Kane told me about this town. Although the exact time is not clear, in fact New Tristram has been around for some years. At first, a large number of people gathered here. The merchants and explorers who came to explore the treasures in the old church gradually came into this small town. Soon the treasures in the church were robbed, explorers stopped patronizing here, and New Tristram gradually Decline. Therefore, those who are still in the town have long regarded this place as their home."

Liya lifted the slanted bangs on her forehead to the side. She may not have washed her hair for a while, and the corners of her eyes are still stained with gray. I don’t know where they came across, but the brown hair ends are on the roadside oil lamp. Still soft and smooth under the light. She and her uncle depended on each other for their lives and were both wanderers. Clean and expensive clothes and comfortable baths have no chance for her. All she has to face is the sand, the biting cold wind and the scorching sun.

Zelin sighed lightly: "And based on the current situation, staying in a walled town is the best choice."

He didn't know whether the package Liya picked up was intact, and whether some important props inside, such as the telescope that contacted Francesca, were still there. The telescope is very small and can easily be lost while floating. Zelin can't determine when the portal will open next time. If he loses the telescope, it will be a lot of trouble for him.

New Tristram is a long and narrow town. The narrow streets are lined with tents for business and huts built of stone and brick. Only in the middle is a wide circular square. Surrounding the square are the cattle-slaughtering hotel, city hall and church. After passing through the square, the road narrows again, forming a downhill. At the end of the downhill is a T-shaped intersection. Most of the urban residents live next to the intersection. Stone and wooden houses are crowded together. . To the east of the intersection is a pier ferry, across the river from the town of Worthan on the opposite bank.

Walking to the square with Liya, before Zelin could see the location of the Bull Slaughter Inn, he first noticed that in front of a two-story house opposite the square, dozens of people gathered in miner’s uniforms and linen skirts. The townspeople.

"What's the matter?" Zelin looked at Liya: "Is this some kind of party?"

There was doubt in Liya's eyes.

"Uncle Kane never told me that in Kanduras, people have the habit of gathering in front of the city hall."

Zelin saw from a distance that the gate of the city hall opened inward, and the citizens surrounding the city immediately rushed up. A man in an indigo robe, luxuriously dressed, and a few gold rings on his fingers stroked the corners of his mouth. Hu, stepped across the door rail and stood on the steps.

"Homes! You are the mayor of this town. It has been a day since the undead got up and attacked us. What are you doing?"

"Why don't you send guards to the wall to protect us?!"