The long passage of text introduces the secrets of the hunter profession, as if this profession is bound to the fate of the Zhao family.

Such words made Zhao Guangli feel a little unreal. He held the family notes in his hand and stuffed them into his arms.

There was no sign of too many expressions on Zhao Guangli's face. At this moment, his eyes fell on the door behind the stone platform.

If it weren't for the extraordinary incident, Zhao Guangli could have left here.

After obtaining the design drawings of the crossbow blade and improving the equipment of the hunter profession, the improvement of strength is absolutely unquestionable.

only……

This time the goal given by the college is...

Clear exception events.

It is obvious that there must be an abnormal source in the ancestral home.

Now it seems that it is right behind this door.

A twisted aura descended in front of Zhao Guangli, and suddenly, the aura in the entire space changed.

He stood in front of the gate, and there was no key hole in the gate. Zhao Guangli pushed it hard, but the gate did not respond at all.

Not moving at all.

Squeak.

In the darkness, something seemed to be squirming, as if it were the essence. Zhao Guangli's face was solemn, it was obvious that it touched some mechanism.

But I did nothing just now, and the only thing I did was to take away the family notes on the stone platform.

“What’s the situation.”

Zhao Guangli turned around and looked at the original monster stone slab road. The original plane was now filled with pitch black mist.

The faint mist was hovering around, and at this moment, the burning aura suddenly appeared above Zhao Guangli's skin, and there was a burning pain in his skin.

curse.

It's a curse.

Something around curses itself.

The profession of Hunter is firmly combined with the curse, and almost all its power comes from curses from the outside world.

"what is going on."

Zhao Guangli approached the stone platform behind and quickly flipped through the family notes in his hand.

In the darkness in the distance, a terrifying aura was squirming, constantly oppressing Zhao Guangli's mood. In the darkness, a vicious aura began to form.

Zhao Guangli's family notes are now turned on a certain page.

"My name is Zhao Lie."

"The Zhao family is originally an extraordinary family, and is protected by the crossbow blades of the psychic weapon of hunters in the clan."

"Use the power of the curse and work tirelessly."

"But sometimes the manpower is exhausted... the family is declining."

"Even the new profession's crossbow materials cannot be collected, how embarrassing."

"The road to hunters is a life-threatening death. If there is no sharp blade at hand, how can you survive in this troubled world?"

"I'm just dying now. I'll be buried in the stone chamber with my crossbow blade that I have been with for many years. If a hunter of Zhao's bloodline comes here, he can accept the inheritance after passing the trial."

"I personally discovered the stone monsters in the underground passage, and there are twelve cursed monsters."

"Hunters below the formal level will automatically correspond to the corresponding level."

"May my descendants not lose the glory of the hunter."

Before Zhao Guangli could finish his sight, a tall and graceful figure walked straight towards Zhao Guangli in the darkness in the distance.

It was a face hidden in the cloak, with only two mung bean-sized eyes exposed. He stared at Zhao Guangli in front of him with a slight wrinkle at the corners of his eyes, as if he was smiling.

The man's limbs were extremely slender, and the twisted and familiar feeling seemed to make Zhao Guangli evoke the terrifying memories in his heart.

"Swamp witch..." Zhao Guangli murmured to himself: "So that's how it is."

"After this gate, it should be the exclusive crossbow blade used by my cheap ancestor."

Zhao Guangli slightly raised his deer hunting hat and adjusted his condition.

Just ready to go.

In the black fog, the corners of Zhao Guangli's mouth curled up slightly.

"After everything is clear, it will be easier to do."

Zhao Guangli murmured to himself.

The next second, his figure quickly rose up and rushed towards the thin figure ahead.

After becoming a professional, Zhao Guangli had not experienced several decent battles.

Now, it's the best opportunity.

With a punch, the swamp witch's face was torn apart, and some unknown liquid scattered on the ground, but it did not accumulate there, but disappeared quickly.

"It's obviously an entity, but it doesn't exist?"

Zhao Guangli landed on the ground, and he observed the appearance of the swamp witch.

The tingling and itching feeling on his body still exists, which shows that the swamp witch is not dead.

The demon in front of him has been suppressed to the same level as him. If he cannot fight, he will seem too unstable.

Zhao Guangli clapped his hands and acted in a combat posture.

The so-called demons are probably some alien creatures.

Although Zhao Guangli didn't see much, he knew very well that these creatures, except for some special abilities, would all die.

Since you will die, it will be easy.

I'm a hunter.

Hunter hunting demons.

Bang!

In an instant, Zhao Guangli drove straight in and appeared on the side of the swamp witch.

Most of the creatures like Swamp Witch are intern level demons, and a small number of them are in quasi-level demons. In the [Swamp], they are not considered too strong demons.

Of course, this is not from Zhao Guangli's perspective.

If he is really an intern level, he is not the opponent that Zhao Guangli can fight against. The level gap is the most deadly.

In the black market of Black Iron Fort, materials about swamp witches are also sold very expensively.

First of all, there are very few things that can be used as extraordinary materials on this demon, at most it comes with its own cloak.

Second, the swamp witch generally chooses to make her own sheds, and around her sheds, it can use more powerful power.

Generally speaking, if you see an inexplicable dilapidated shed in the swamp, you can choose to take a detour.

The swamp witch in front of him had not reached the internship level, and had no exclusive hut for him. Under the same level, Zhao Guangli did not think that this ugly woman would be his opponent.

With a burst sound, the entire body of the swamp witch was beaten to the wall, leaving behind a sticky liquid.

The witch's slim body kept twitching and stood up hard. The sting of the black fog made Zhao Guangli feel more and more uncomfortable, as if it was blocking his progress.

"When I first came to this world, I was your kind and wanted to kill me."

Zhao Guangli looked at the swamp witch in front of him and said slowly, although he knew that he was very childish.

But it's very cool.

"Now, I just want to tell you."

"Thirty years Hedong and thirty years Hexi."

"Don't bully the young man is poor!"

The next second, Zhao Guangli kicked the head of the swamp witch.

In an instant, the colors in the whole scene were very beautiful.

The viscous liquid spreads all over the ground and then slowly disappears.

"Okay, according to the plot, you should accept the inheritance."

Zhao Guangli turned around and looked at the door.

The door remained motionless.

Zhao Guangli noticed something was wrong.

The tingling sensation on his body became stronger and stronger.

The curse did not stop.

What came with them was the scarlet eyes that opened in the darkness.

Zhao Guangli's smile gradually disappeared.
Chapter completed!