"Diablo 3" Demon Hunter Flash dynamic image and set exposure

"Diablo 3," The fifth professional "Demon hunter" flash image exposure, plus the previous published 4 occupations, Diablo 3 role Flash map has been all met with the player, you prefer the role of the image? The following is an official description of the Demon Hunter's career setting: I have just returned from the journey of the Frozen wasteland of Fear (dreadlands), once beautiful land has changed forever under the ravages of historical catastrophe. Now there is only the ruins of the city and the bleak scenery, but no living place. I insolently to the Bronn village, but when I arrived, I saw a disaster that I had never seen before. I should have gone away in the face of such danger, but curiosity kept me moving on. Most of the town's buildings were burnt to ashes, and only a few broken wooden posts showed where the houses were. The Ashes invaded my breath. The ground is littered with corpses, many of them mutilated, some even swallowed up.　　The city has been abandoned.　　Maybe as I expected. The male Demon Hunter looked out from the burning carcass of the inn, and some of the buildings still stood, and the creatures with their grey skins swarmed and howled with demonic voices. They have large, misshapen bodies, and strong muscles are born to fight. On a limb, I stood and watched them close to me. The leading monster grabbed the front of my cape and pulled me up into the air, its claws penetrating the clothes and my skin. Its fiery breath smoked on my cheek, and a disgusting smell of corruption greeted me. It opened its jaws, and I saw a row of sharp teeth, stained with blood. It is shameful that now I have been completely out of breath, no way to describe such a spectacle, my faithful readers. At this time, a wailing cry, a crossbow pierced the eyes of the beast in front of me, a hot blood spilled over my face. The beast screamed with a strange howl, then threw me to the ground and held the flying arrow. The other monsters turned to look for the intruder in the dark, and I was left behind.　　I was lying on the ground, turning my head and prying into the flying arrows.　　This is the first time I've seen a demon hunter in my life. The girl is no more than 20 years old. She emerged from the shadow of the sunset and solved the remaining beasts with lightning. She held the crossbow in her hands and flew over me with the arrows of the arc of Fire, and the heavy body of the monster fell in unison. All the arrows she had shot had hit these long horned beasts, most of them grief. I saw a savage beast trying to sneak up on her from behind my eyes. I tried shouting and warning, but my voice was stuck in my throat. I don't really have to worry about it: didn't she notice? The hunter fished out a three-odd iron ball from his belt and threw it into their act. These monsters are just going to look down and they've been blown away by an exploding flare.To。　　Now that she had enough time to deal with them, she took a bow and cut off the guys. "She emerged from the shadow of the sunset and solved the remaining beasts with lightning." She held the crossbow in her hands and flew over me with the arrows of the arc of Fire, and the heavy body of the monster fell in unison. "Female Demon Hunter" she finally looked around the town, determined that there was no threat, and she shook her head sadly as she walked.　　Her face revealed a deep sense of disappointment, and the two crossbows were retracted beneath her cloak.　　"None spared," she said coldly. They call themselves demon hunters, a group of fanatical warriors who swear for one purpose: to destroy creatures from the burning hell. These demon hunters are hundreds of and settled in a place of fear. So they can live and train without worry (though there are always more than half of the demon hunters, like this girl, being assigned to hunt for Hell in the world) because there are so many scary guys in the collar. There is a power in the Demon Hunter's body to ward off the demon's decay, which can drive the common man into madness. They crave this power, and their resistance to this stain allows them to use demonic power as a weapon.　　But their mission and strength do not fully unite them. That night, the girl told me about her life, and when she was a child, the demon invaded the town where she lived. And she watched the demons destroy their homes and burnt. Demons kill everyone she knows, every person she loves. She was supposed to perish with the unfortunate ones, but she fled, and had been hiding from the infernal demons until it was discovered by a demon hunter. The Demon Hunter saw the power in her body and let it join the organization.　　She told me that every demon hunter has the same tragedy as himself. They are survivors, they seek revenge. (Digging the shell net)