Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 278: The First Battle of the Divine Sword Balmer
[…The "Demon Spirit" will appear in 27 seconds when the celestial sphere intersects. Please be prepared! ]

Watching the countdown slowly reaching zero, the demon hunter thought for a moment and took out two pieces of black cloth from his chest.

This is the magic set Night Color given by Francesca.

After putting on the mask, you can become invisible at night.

The headscarf can muffle the sound of breathing, footsteps and even heartbeats.

He hadn't used it for so long that he had forgotten he even had this stealth weapon.

Generally speaking.

When the celestial spheres intersect to summon monsters, there will always be a period of coma and dizziness that is not short.

Therefore, the Demon Hunter has an advantage at the beginning.

This is also the reason why he dares to complete the hunting mission at this time and summon the intersection of the celestial spheres.

Ailin is no longer the witcher apprentice who just traveled through time.

With this first-mover advantage, the summoned monster will be on the same level as the Water Ghost King and the Giant Swamp Fairy.

He could just use [Demon Hunting], strike several times in a row, and kill instantly after accumulating progress.

But the demon spirit will eventually become ethereal.

He also had no idea whether the monsters summoned by the world tracked by the demon spirit would become unconscious.

Wearing this equipment should ensure that nothing goes wrong...right?
The witcher tightened his mask.

Instantly.

The surroundings were so quiet that only the "bibo~bibo~" sound of the campfire burning dry branches and the "rustling" sound of the bleak night wind blowing through the green grass.

Even the few demons that were chasing them suddenly froze, as if they had suddenly lost their target.

After a few seconds, it floated towards the witcher again.

But at this time, Ailin had no time to take care of them.

...4, 3, 2, 1
As the countdown ended, the demon hunter's vision suddenly turned red.

The scene before my eyes seemed to be soaked in blood.

Especially horrifying.

[Warning! Warning! Warning]

[The fluctuation of the celestial sphere intersection is detected! The fluctuation of the celestial sphere intersection is detected! ]

"Om~"

The wolf emblem was beating violently, but Ailin's ears could not hear any sound.

All these unusual events did not cause any fluctuations in the demon hunter's mood.

The intersection of the celestial spheres, an old acquaintance!

Ailin crouched slightly, preparing for the impact...

While scanning the surroundings for any abnormalities with the firelight, he hoped to find the place where the monster came out as soon as possible.

next second.

Under the light of the flickering campfire.

A black hole, so deep and dark that it seemed to absorb all light, appeared about ten meters to the right of the witcher.

As soon as a black hole appears.

Ailin quickly turned to the right, took three steps in a row, and squatted down silently at lightning speed, transferring magic power to the soil less than one meter away from the black hole.

Arden Sign Magic Trap.

"Boom——"

A soft sound.

It was like a soap bubble being popped next to my ear.

"This movement seems a little small..." The thought flashed through his mind, and the demon hunter rolled forward twice without hesitation, staring vigilantly at the black hole where the air around it was distorted and fluctuating.

Then he stretched his right hand back, and was about to pull out Elsa.

But I didn't expect that at this time...

Behind the witcher, next to Elsa, there was a slight tremor.

That is the location of the holy sword Balmer.

The demon hunter was startled.

At this time.

The black hole changes again...

A small green light dot the size of a thumb was...spit out...

Ok?
Why is it so small?
The witcher paused as he shook Balmer's hand, his deep blue cat eyes widening into a circle.

Just as he was thinking quickly in his mind how to fight such a small monster...

next second.

"hiss--"

Amid the eerie, sharp, and creepy hissing sound of a snake, the green light suddenly expanded.

……

"Da da da~"

The frequency of the horse's hooves became lower and lower, but the warhorse's breathing became faster and heavier.

The pounding heartbeat even drowned out the sound of the wind blowing in my ears.

"Eh-"

One of the war horses in the team might have been exhausted or its front hoof had sunk into a pit in the ground.

After a long howl, the knight with him fell to the ground violently.

Then he was quickly swallowed up by the tide of demon spirits chasing after him.

"what--"

The screams of the Royal Guard Knights quickly disappeared.

"I must take a break!" Vesemir, who was running at the front of the long dragon, thought to himself after he turned another demon into a green firework.

The warhorse has reached its limit.

Even though more and more demons are escaping from the pursuit.

He also had to take the guards and stop after moving sideways for a distance away from the tide of demon spirits to allow the horses to rest.

And actually.

Not just war horses.

The guards knights riding their warhorses were in no better condition than the horses they were riding.

Each one was breathing heavily.

Ever since Vesemir joined them and slowed down the tide of demon spirits, there has been no rest.

Although that was just following him, no need to attack.

But riding a horse while wearing heavy armor is itself quite physically demanding.

What's more, they had to endure the fear of death and the increasingly cold temperature and get closer to those hideous monsters.

"Master Vesemir, we can still hold on..." Arthur saw Vesemir put away his sword and rush away from the tide of demon spirits. He came towards him, breathing heavily and with red eyes.

“No, you can’t!” Vesemir interrupted expressionlessly, placing his sword flat on the gradually flattening horse’s back.

Amid the anxious exhortations of Arthur and the other knights of the guard, he looked back at an area flooded by the green tide.

The dead knights and horses could be vaguely seen there.

And this was the fourteenth knight to fall in the short time since he joined.

This time, the Master Demon Hunter was not going to listen to their nonsense like “it was just an accident”, “there is a pit on the ground”, “it was just bad luck”…

to be frank.

Vesemir could understand the extreme fear of the guards as they watched more and more demon spirits return to the demon spirit tide, approaching the ritual circle, approaching Elland, and approaching their loved ones.

He is not averse to sacrifice.

but……

Ever since they turned back to the Demon Hunters to get the ghost oil due to a "mistake", or more precisely, due to their lack of knowledge about monsters, their previous efforts were almost wasted.

Including the seemingly calm officer named Arthur, the mentality of all the guards knights collapsed. As if they were trying to atone for their sins, they disregarded their own lives.

This is not what experienced soldiers should do.

It's also meaningless.

Now he is the only one who really plays a role in this team.

The other guards followed, just to avoid attracting the demons as much as possible.

of course.

more importantly……

Although Vesemir was not proficient in ritual studies, he could still roughly estimate the time by watching Vera's ritual circle gradually fill up from afar.

As long as there are no problems between him and Aylin, there are Demon Hunters to stop them.

That's almost enough time.

There is no need for these respectable knights of the royal guard to waste their lives in vain.

but.

Listening to the violent heartbeats of the humans and animals that seemed to be about to jump out of their chests, I looked back at their faces that were so anxious that they seemed to have lost their minds and had red eyes.

Vesemir knew that he could not persuade him, so he just sternly reprimanded him:
"I am the Demon Hunter Master. Do you know how to deal with monsters better than me?"

Then, he stopped talking.

Watching the demons that kept returning, listening to the breathing of the people and animals around him, he estimated in his mind the best time to fight again.

Arthur was anxious, but without Vesemir, it would be useless for them to go back.

He could only look at each other with his subordinates and adjust his breathing as quickly as possible.

Unexpectedly, after hearing the witcher master's reprimand, Arthur's heart calmed down. Yes!

Vesemir is the Master Witcher!
Since he is so calm, there must be nothing wrong!

The more he thought about it, the more Arthur's anxious heart calmed down.

"Besides, we have two Demon Hunter Masters..." He let out a sigh.

Speaking of which, Master Ailin seems to be only fourteen years old now.

Thinking back to the corpse-eating biological oil, ghost oil, and that bloody and hideous giant ghoul head...

Arthur couldn't help but admire it in his heart.

He can also create excellent potion formulas and is powerful enough to hunt large monsters with ease.

Is the gap between ordinary people and geniuses really that big?
In order to avoid thinking about the demons and affecting my mood.

Arthur was lost in thought, and his eyes couldn't help but look to the other side of the demon tide.

But now it is dark, and there is a tide of demon spirits blocking the way, so naturally I can’t see anything…

Ok?
Arthur's eyes suddenly widened.

"what is that?"

Vesemir, who was concentrating on listening to his heartbeat, instinctively turned his head to look at Arthur, and then looked in the direction of his gaze.

next moment.

The dark golden cat's pupils suddenly shrank into a vertical line, and its breathing stopped instantly.

He saw.

Behind the tide of demonic spirits, a giant skeleton at least ten meters tall suddenly appeared.

It exudes a strange green light all over.

One-eyed vertical eye.

As soon as the Demon Hunter Master saw the giant, a strong pressure spread quickly like a gust of wind.

Not only did Vesemir feel his whole body sink, but the burden on his heart also increased.

The war horses neighed restlessly.

"嘚嘚嘚~"

The sound of teeth chattering continued to come from the ranks of the guards beside him.

The huge tide of demon spirits seemed to be suppressed by the enormous pressure of this magic power.

Nearly a thousand demon spirits turned around almost at the same time, faced the monster, and then suddenly stopped where they were.

It was like a subject meeting his king, or an animal meeting its natural enemy...

Seeing this strange scene, Vesemir shuddered all over, and a chill penetrated directly from his tailbone to his scalp.

"Damn it! Ailin is still there!!!"

The witcher master exclaimed, kicking his horse's belly to rush forward.

Arthur, who was quick-witted and quick-handed, was frightened and quickly pulled him back.

But how could an ordinary person, even an elite knight, possibly hold back a demon hunter master?

"Eh-"

After being freed in an instant, Arthur's outstretched hand was captured by gravity and pulled hard on the tail of the warhorse under Master Vesemir.

The warhorse neighed in pain and almost kicked him.

But it also increased the speed of the flight.

"Da da da~"

Amid the sound of rapid horse hooves.

Arthur, who was helped up by the other knights of the royal guard, looked as pale as a dead man.

He stared blankly at the huge monster that seemed like a god descended from the earth, the demon spirits that looked like neatly organized soldiers, and the panicked and rushing demon hunter master...

I dropped my hands helplessly, feeling hopeless.

The rough tail bristles fluttered and fell into the dust.

it's over...

Elland... It's over...

……

"What kind of monster is this?"

The demon hunter was caught off guard by the sudden enlargement of the green monster, and quickly retreated while holding the slightly trembling, seemingly excited Balmer.

The monster's rapidly expanding rough skin was always two fists away from him.

He could even see the fingerprint-like texture expanding into vertical and horizontal grooves.

Ailin had thought about the difficulties that might arise during this celestial conjunction.

The Wild Hunt suddenly appeared, the monsters were too powerful, and the demons suddenly came...

But he really didn't expect that the first of the 81 difficulties would be the pressure from ghost monsters.

But speaking of it.

Although I don't know what this huge monster that has never been seen looks like, ghosts floating in the sky are generally weightless...

Wild thoughts do not affect the demon hunter's retreat speed.

In less than two seconds, Ailin retreated silently like a ghost to a place less than five meters away from the flickering campfire.

Also here.

The monster stopped expanding.

"Whoo~"

The steaming heat burned his back, and the witcher took a breath quickly.

then.

He skillfully took out Blizzard from the reagent bag, drank it in one gulp, and threw it aside.

follow closely.

In order to save every blink of an eye advantage that the celestial conjunction and the "night" brought him.

He didn't check the properties, didn't carefully observe whether the monster was in a coma, and didn't even wait for the blizzard's effect to fully take effect...

He slammed his right foot into the ground and swung Balmer.

cut!
In fact, for Ailin, this sword was a gamble.

Previously.

He never used Balmer.

Whether it's a ghoul or a demon...

There seemed to be a consciousness that was vaguely reminding him.

The great sword of Balmer is not used to kill those small fry.

Of course this was just a feeling, not really like the warlock was speaking in his mind.

Ailin himself was used to using Elsa and applying sword oil, so he never used it.

But a few seconds ago.

The legendary longsword Balmer actually took the initiative to "invite for a fight".

Even if there is no time to apply the ghost oil, the demon hunter will still take the risk.

Break steel, slay demons, break armor, exorcise evil, destroy luck...

This divine sword has five entries.

"call out!"

In an instant.

In order to concentrate on chopping down the sword, the witcher's magic power was temporarily stagnant, and he broke free from the invisibility and silence of the night.

A cold light flashed.

Balmer split the air at high speed, causing an explosion.

It chopped hard on the rough skin of the unknown ghost monster.

Just in case, the demon hunters were ready at this moment.

If the sword bounces off because of the elemental favor force field, he would quickly use the reaction force to spin around and pull out Elsa soaked in ghost oil to take over.

At that time.

The effects of the blizzard must have taken effect.

He can do this kind of difficult move.

But I didn't think about it.

When Balmer's sword slashed into the monster's green skin, a shining white light suddenly lit up in the darkness.

follow closely.

Like a hot knife cutting through butter, it cut through the elemental favor force field on the skin without any hesitation, and the entire sword was deeply immersed in it.

And it's not over yet.

"boom!"

There was an explosion.

A cavity as big as a human head suddenly exploded where Balmo chopped off.

this moment.

In the demon hunting state, the indifferent Ailin was stunned for a moment.

then.

He looked at the numbers in his field of vision with his mouth wide open.

[Demon Hunting] Progress 69%
(End of this chapter)