It was dawn, and a black figure was walking through the forest. His speed was very fast, but he made little sound.
This figure wears a bowler hat, a cloak and a tuxedo, outdated trousers and black leather boots. His face is hidden under the scarf and cloak, and it is almost impossible to see. All that can be seen is
His eyes had become cloudy and blood-red, and there were blue-grey lines that were densely covered on the surface of his skin like worms attached to the surface of the skin.
"Hehehe~ You want to catch me with this?" The black figure took out his pocket watch and smiled disdainfully. As the power of the evil god continued to come, more rot and abscesses appeared on his body, and he even
I can feel maggots crawling around in the wound.
But these are not important things. He can feel that powerful power is constantly entering his body. Every minute and every second, he feels that he is getting stronger!
He suddenly felt that the oath he had made before to eliminate chaos was so ridiculous. For more than ten years, he had worked hard to eliminate evil, fighting against cultists one after another, for the so-called justice oath, and for the so-called justice oath.
The so-called defense of mankind.
Defend humanity... Haha, I can't even protect the woman I love.
"Ugh~ahhh!" The strong burning sensation in his body made Bert scream. Since he chose to fall, his figure will be eroded by chaos and be completely transformed. This process is extremely painful.
, even the master demon hunter who already had a strong endurance almost went crazy under this kind of pain.
"Not yet!" A mouthful of black blood spurted out from Belt's mouth. Before he could wipe it away, he ran desperately towards the depths of the forest. Now was the critical time for mutation.
"Tsk, you still need to be patient." The black figure disappeared into the depths of the forest.
There were a lot of bright red bloodstains on the ground, which were left by another old demon hunter who came to chase him. In the past, the two people had fought side by side to drive out evil. Now they parted ways. Originally, the two people had a certain strength.
There was a huge gap. Belt knew Grant's fighting skills and fighting habits very clearly. After the fallen hunter's strength increased greatly, the old demon hunter was naturally no match for him and was brutally killed. However, Belt was in the process of mutation and had no time to spend time to fight again.
Chasing his former comrade who was seriously injured.
The heavy snowfall for several days showed no sign of stopping. Ryan walked out of the town and walked alone in the world of ice and snow.
The Kingdom of Nord is densely covered with forests, most of which are boreal coniferous forests. On such heavy snowy days, the coniferous forests are filled with a lot of snow, so you need to be very careful and move a little more aggressively. A lot of snow will fall from the trees.
If it falls, it will cause a loud noise. Although Ryan is not afraid, he does not want to get into trouble.
Moving towards the destination step by step, the forest was eerily quiet. Thinking of this, Ryan not only sighed deeply: the original forest was not like this.
The original forest was beautiful and full of life, but after the advent of Chaos hundreds of years ago, mutated beastmen contaminated by Chaos also appeared. Wherever these beastman tribes passed, the trees would rot and die, and the animals would mutate.
And new Chaos Beastmen are formed. The land and water sources will be polluted, smelly, reversed, and desertification occurs from time to time. Therefore, Chaos Beastmen and spellcasters who can cause alchemical pollution are the two most hated people by the Church of Nature. As long as these things appear
In their sight, the Church of Nature will move out without hesitation to kill them.
The Kingdom of Nord is pretty good here. Because the climate is too cold, even the Beastmen are not willing to stay any longer. In Britannia or the Empire in the south, the powerful Beastman tribe is almost a gangrene of the country.
These beastman tribes, which often number in the hundreds or even thousands, will leave no grass in their path. They will kill everything alive. The empire has fought several wars with the beastmen. Even the emperor personally led the Royal Guards to fight against the beastmen tribe.
A battle in the forest near the capital.
Thanks to these chaotic beastmen, the forest has now become a very dangerous place. Unless the safety of the deep forests can be confirmed, there are powerful monsters. Most of the lords stipulate that hunters are not allowed to enter the forest for more than two days.
Even in places like this, in many towns one or two hunters will die every month.
Two hours after entering the forest, the kingdom knight twitched the corner of his mouth: "A corpse?"
The sun had already set. Under a big tree not far away, there sat an old demon hunter with a broken belly. This old demon hunter looked to be in his fifties. His blue-grey complexion and dried blood showed that he had died.
He had been dead for a long time, and the silver sword that was supposed to be carried on his back was missing. The steel sword was also broken and thrown aside. His abdomen was directly peeled off and penetrated, and there were multiple fatal wounds on his chest. Under the weak moonlight, Ryan noticed
Even though he was dead, the old demon hunter still held a sharp knife in his hand. The leather jacket on his body was damaged in many places. It was obvious that he had gone through a fierce battle, so Ryan tried to get closer to see what happened.
Something happened.
After just a few steps closer, Ryan suddenly felt something on his foot and made a clicking sound.
Not good! There is an agency!
A dozen sharpened wooden cones instantly shot down from the snow-covered branches above. At the same time, there was a sound of heavy snow falling on the ground, and a cylindrical tree trunk was pulled by a branch and quickly jumped from the side.
A big tree swung down and swung towards where Ryan was.
Ryan's originally gentle eyes became sharp, and he clenched the warhammer in his hand.
"Boohoo~" The wooden cone shot out from the air. Ryan shook his right hand and the warhammer was instantly raised above his head. Under Ryan's movement, the long-handled warhammer swirled in the air at an extremely fast speed. In the cold woods
A whirlwind blew up, and the wooden cones shot from the air were quickly knocked away, and the danger from the air was eliminated.
Then, the knight of the kingdom changed his war hammer to his left hand, made a fist with his free right hand, and struck directly at the tree trunk that was swinging over. With a "bang" sound, the tree trunk split into several pieces from the middle and fell to the ground.
"You escaped here after being attacked and died frequently. Even though you lost most of your mobility, you still hid in this place waiting for rescue. You even made traps, but in the end you still died because of your injuries, right?" Ryan
After a little inspection of the dead old demon hunter, I roughly guessed what happened.
"Did you escape here after being seriously injured?"
After the seriously injured old demon hunter escaped here, he made a trap and hid here to rest in the hope of being rescued. Maybe he shot a resounding arrow, maybe he didn't, but it doesn't matter. The fact is that the old demon hunter was unlucky.
He didn't wait for rescue. Considering his severely injured constitution, it was impossible to survive two days in such ice and snow. He died of excessive bleeding in the cold.
Death happens every day, and Ryan is used to it. In his early years, he saw his teammates being bitten off by bear spirits. Now a cold corpse cannot give him a strong shock. Out of politeness, he will
The poor old hunter buried him hastily and took away the valuable items from him as his reward.
"???" This is... Ryan noticed that the old demon hunter was protecting something in his arms.
After putting away the dozen gold dinars brought by the old demon hunter, Ryan took out a pocket watch from his arms.
Pocket watches are very precious things in this world. They cannot be made by non-dwarves or the military industry of the empire. Due to their profession, demon hunters value time. Most of them will spend a lot of money to buy a pocket watch.
Opening the pocket watch, there was a portrait of the old demon hunter's family. He, his wife, and his pair of children all looked at Ryan with big smiles.
Ryan took a deep breath and clenched his fists hard, making a "clacking" sound from the bones of his palms.
"Belter!!! I will definitely catch you!!!"
"What? That means there is a fallen hunter named Belt who is being hunted?" The imperial businessman Oliver was sitting in a carriage. The guards were riding horses and driving the carriage on the road. They happened to meet a group of Saints.
The warrior was performing a mission, and Oliver immediately thought of the series of rumors he had heard before, so he grabbed a paladin and asked.
The person he was holding was a young paladin who looked to be in his twenties. His brows were quite unruly. Unlike the leading paladin, whose brows and eyes were covered with frost, the young paladin looked like a
The businessman's tone was not very pleasant: "Yes, we have lost the lives of several of our colleagues in pursuit of this fallen hunter, so please don't hinder our actions, sir?"
As soon as this statement came out, Oliver also felt a little unhappy. The opposition between businessmen and paladins was very obvious. The paladins hated the businessmen's philistineness, smoothness, and unscrupulous ways to make money, while the businessmen hated the complex rules and regulations of the paladins.
Their nosy style of work always ruins their financial opportunities. For this reason, some stores and auction houses do not welcome paladins, while some paladins would rather go hunting and mining than go to stores to buy things.
.
But life is important. No matter how you say it, the paladins are at least reasonable. Who knows if you meet that fallen hunter, your life will still be there? So Oliver suppressed his anger, spread his hands to show his goodwill, and said:
"Well, are you planning to go through the forest in front of you? If you don't mind, let's do it together so that we can have someone to look after us along the way."
"Who wants to act with someone like you..." The young paladin was interrupted halfway by the leading paladin. The leading paladin looked to be in his fifties, and his blond hair had already
He is almost white and has a rough face. He has a one-handed sword on his waist and a shield on his back. The golden lines on his helmet show that he should be the leader: "Okay, Alex, please be polite. Did my bishop give it to us?"
Have you forgotten the rules?"
"Of course... I haven't forgotten it." The young paladin stopped talking.
"Unfortunately, sir, we are only patrolling nearby and have no intention of entering the forest." The older paladin shook his head again to signal the young paladin named Alex to shut up: "Sir, please do so."
After saying that, the paladin team left in another direction.
A guard looked at the forest covered by heavy snow in front of him, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, turned around and asked: "Boss, should we continue walking?"
Oliver watched the road extend into the forest, and was eventually swallowed up by the forest where he couldn't see the end. He gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go! We can't delay it any longer!"
"yes!"
Oliver and his party finally entered the forest, and the sound of the carriage wheels resounding in the quiet forest. When the wheels hit a small stone and made a sound, Oliver felt his heart tremble.
It was so dark, so dark. Sitting in the carriage, the imperial merchant looked around uneasily. He only felt that something seemed to be swimming in the dark forest.
A deep sense of uneasiness enveloped the merchant and his guards. Oliver took out a pendant made of pure gold from his chest and prayed silently.
"Your Excellency, Goddess of Wealth, please grant me peace. Your Excellency, Goddess of Wealth, please grant me peace."
Most businessmen believe in the Goddess of Wealth, but most of them are false believers and pan-believers. False believers just tell others that they believe in this god, pray a few times without sincerity when needed, and just throw it away when they have nothing to do. Pan-believers actually
It’s almost the same, except there are more prayer meetings.
A long period of prayer seemed to have some effect. They advanced smoothly for three hours and entered the depths of the forest. At this time, the physical strength of the horses and the guards had reached the critical point, and they decided to take a rest.
"I'm going to get some ice." A guard took an iron pot and planned to go to the nearby river to get some ice and boil it to make soup.
What I didn't expect was that the guard didn't come back after leaving for half an hour.
Oliver gradually felt that something was wrong. The businessman was sitting against a big tree, holding a kettle in his hand with warm water that had just been boiled. He held a piece of bacon in the other hand and looked towards the river again.
Afterwards, the businessman anxiously asked a guard: "How come Falk Meyer hasn't come back after being gone for so long?"
The guard named Fake shook his head suddenly: "I don't know, boss, I..."
"咴咴!!!" The neighing of horses interrupted the conversation of several people, followed by a slight tremor on the ground.
Dong dong dong dong~
Hearing this voice, the expressions of several people changed drastically. Farke subconsciously threw away the spoon holding the soup in his hand, and immediately grasped the hilt of his long sword. Oliver even rolled and crawled to hide behind his guard.
, completely ignoring that the fur coat on his body was covered with snow and mud, he looked at the place where the sound was coming from deep in the forest with a pale face, and felt his heart beating faster and faster.
Dong~dong~dong~
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!" A small war dog first appeared in front of several people. The appearance of this war dog was very ugly, and there were various horrific scars on its face, and white hair was exposed in its open mouth.
The sharp fangs and disgusting saliva are slowly dripping from them.
"The Chaos War Dogs are the Beastman Warband!!" Falk screamed. He grabbed the crossbow behind his back and pulled the trigger directly on the War Dogs.
"Boom~" A crossbow arrow cut through the icy air and penetrated directly into the middle of the war dog's head. The war dog howled miserably, and its charging body shook, and it died suddenly on the way to the charge.
"Okay!" Oliver clenched his fists and shouted softly, but before he could finish a word, more than a dozen war dogs rushed over. They knocked away the bodies of the dead war dogs without hesitation, and their blood-red eyes were filled with laughter.
Full of thirst for blood, it is frightening.
He is a beastman, a terrible beastman, a beastman who can make a child cry anywhere on the continent, a beastman known as "Grung of the Earth" and "Disaster"!