It's just that all the vampires nearby have just escaped, and it seems that all the residents in the city have been slaughtered. Where can I go to get news about the vampires now?
Everyone walked along this street, trying to find any trace of living people.
But there was really no one to be found on the street, only the cold wind howling through the empty city. They kept walking and walking, and after turning several intersections, they could only see an empty street.
Unknowingly, I came to a dilapidated building. The building was almost completely turned into ruins and looked out of place with the surrounding scene.
The sharp-eyed demon hunter first saw a half-familiar symbol protruding from a corner of the ruins.
He pointed at the sign and said in surprise: "Is this the Witcher Association?"
How did the Witcher Association of Oro become like this? Where have all the witchers gone?
Everyone looked at the association's completely shattered defenses and realized that it was impossible to find the Demon Hunter here again: after all, the base camp had been overthrown by the other side!
"Aren't we here to support Oro's Demon Hunter Association? Now that the Demon Hunter Association has been dismantled, who should we go to?"
"Alas." The team leader sighed and said, "Let's look for it first."
Everyone circled the entire city, and finally, they found a survivor.
The survivor had just climbed out of the sewer and was surrounded by demon hunters as soon as he reached the ground.
He raised the blade warily and said coldly: "What do you want to do?"
"Hey, little brother." Someone called him friendly: "Are there any other survivors in this city besides you?"
The survivor glanced at him coldly: "I don't know."
After all, he had just experienced such a horrific disaster, so it was understandable for the other party to be wary.
The demon hunter didn't care either. He scratched his head and asked, "Then do you know if there are any advanced vampires around here?"
The survivor's face became even more disgusting, and he snorted coldly: "Thank God if the vampires don't come to me, can I still inquire about the vampires?"
Makes sense.
The witcher shut his mouth, thought for a while and then asked: "Do you know where all the witchers who are still alive in the city have gone?"
The man's eyes wandered around all of them, and he asked with a wary look: "Why are you looking for a demon hunter?"
"We are here to help." The team leader explained, "The president of the Demon Hunter Association in Oro wrote to us for help, but when we arrived here, the Demon Hunter Association seemed to be in ruins..."
The survivor's face finally calmed down and he asked the last question: "How do you prove your identity?"
This is easier to handle.
The leader motioned for everyone to take out their demon hunter badges and showed them to the survivor. He also took out his silver dagger from the scabbard and touched it gently with his hand to show that he was not pretending to be a vampire.
The survivor was silent for a while and said to everyone: "I am a demon hunter in Oro."
Everyone opened their eyes in surprise.
It’s really hard to find a place without any hard work, and it takes no effort at all to get there!
He took out his witcher badge from his pocket and showed it to everyone.
The faint exorcism glow on the badge proved his identity as a genuine demon hunter.
"It's really a witcher," the leader excitedly held his hand, "Great, can you tell us what happened here?"
"I can't quite tell."
The demon hunter seemed to be confused about what happened to Oro, but he still explained it to everyone based on his own memories:
"About half a month ago, many vampires suddenly appeared near Oro. They attacked humans everywhere and acted very crazy. Because there were too many of them, we really couldn't resist them. The residents in the city were almost extinct. Demon Hunters
People are not much better, I don’t know how many witchers are still alive now. Not long ago, even the witcher association was dismantled by the vampires..."
This large-scale offensive behavior of the vampires is indeed strange.
The team leader also thought of this possibility and asked: "So, do you know any advanced vampires around here?"
In all likelihood, this matter was manipulated by the higher vampires behind the scenes!
Even if not, killing a high-level Vampire is equivalent to killing all the Vampires in this line since him. How much pressure this can reduce the pressure on the Oro region!
The survivor obviously also knew this method. He nodded and said: "I do know that there is a high-level vampire nearby. It is on the outskirts of Oro City, and our president has been squatting there recently."
"Great, then let's go over and help." The team leader looked at the hesitant look on the surviving demon hunter's face, and then discussed, "If you don't want to go, why don't you draw a map for us?"
"No." The demon hunter looked back at the sewer where he had just crawled out, shook his head at them, and said, "I'll take you there."
The team leader also glanced in that direction and thoughtfully said nothing, only smiled and nodded.
"Let's go!"
Everyone followed the demon hunter and marched out of the city.
After walking along the path outside the city for a while, they came to a forest. The demon hunter made a silent gesture to everyone and whispered: "Across from this forest is the territory of the high-ranking vampire. The president said
Inside, we must be careful not to expose our position and alert the vampires."
Everyone nodded to reassure him.
He led everyone into the woods and shuttled left and right in the forest. The people behind him looked at the almost repetitive scenery around them. They suddenly thought that they had been going in circles. When the demon hunter walked under a tall pine tree, he lifted up the tree that was clinging to it.
Densely covered with vines.
Behind the vines, a hole the size of a person was revealed, from which a glimmer of light shone faintly.
The demon hunter took the lead to get in through the hole and waved to everyone: "Come in quickly, don't be discovered by the vampires."
After everyone had passed, he carefully laid the vines at the entrance of the cave and covered the entrance tightly before going in with confidence.
Everyone has seen the unique appearance of the cave inside: there is a narrow and long mountain crevice at the top, from which a ray of sunlight slants down, illuminating a faint halo in the cave, and there is a cave on one side.
With a small hole as big as a fist, you can see the surrounding movements well from a distance.
Through the wisps of light, everyone could clearly see the figure sitting in the cave: an old man with gray hair and wrinkles on his face.
The team leader seemed to recognize who this person was. He knelt down and called softly: "President Argus?"
