Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 608 Sunny Has Arrived! Magical Bombardment!
Upon hearing the words of the newcomer, Sunny neither slammed his fist on the table in anger nor rushed to the arena.

In that instant, he only felt dizzy.

The relief of a sharp blade finally falling from a neck, coupled with a deep-seated fear and bewilderment, made it hard to breathe and caused the body to sway.

Henry Gedimidis... Henry Gedimidis is certainly important.

That's the reason he's now able to control Ban Ade, stand alongside the legendary wizard Ottoran, and command the warlocks to run around in a sorry state.

If it weren't for the fact that Hen Gedimidis was severely injured while resisting the Wild Hunt...

All sorcerers must follow the rules set by the oldest and most legendary male wizard to operate the extraordinary system of the Northern Continent; no one can bypass him or act alone.

Because he held the power of life and death over Hen Gedimidis, Ban Ad had to obey his orders, regardless of whether they agreed with his ideology or not.

The reason why Ottoland and the Risberg Civil Cooperative were willing to cooperate with him was also because Henry Gedimidis was in his hands.

He held all the initiative.

But Sunny thought he knew enough about how important Henry Gedmiddis was to him.

By even inviting a third-party force—the Risberg Civil Cooperative Organization—Ban Ade's originally fragile political landscape has been transformed into an optimal situation where he is in the middle, playing both sides and seizing power and resources.

Ben Ade's radical faction was led by him, and the opposition gradually shifted from being wary of Henry Gedimidis to being concerned about the existence of the Risberg Civil Cooperative and Ottoland, and therefore also wary of his power.

In the eyes of Otoland and the Risberg Civil Cooperative, he was the representative of the world's largest supernatural force, Ban Ad, and therefore his voice had to be heard.

Although the increasing contact between the Risberg Civil Partnership and Ban Ade has led to a growing risk of this fragile information barrier collapsing.

The opposition discovered that the Risberg Civil Cooperative and Ottoland were not entirely on his side.

The Risberg Civil Partnership and Ottoland also found that he could not fully represent Ban Ad.

but……

However, a new point of interest—the Warlock Kingdom—replaced it before the information barrier collapsed, becoming the new equilibrium point for the three forces.

Once the Warlock Kingdom is established, no matter how much the Lisberg Civil Cooperative, the Ottoran, and the Ban Ade opposition may disapprove of him, they must respect him as their founding monarch for the sake of a first dynasty that belongs solely to the Warlocks.

In the short term, they are unlikely to find a more suitable opportunity or a more suitable candidate.

How do we find it?
In the northern continent, only the kingdom of Cordwin has fallen, while the invading force of Aden, for various reasons, is unable to occupy the entire Cordwin.

The rampant hunting forced nations to find a scapegoat, a shield.

This is the best opportunity ever to establish a nation that belongs solely to sorcerers, an opportunity that cannot be found in any history books.

Even he himself is just right in every way.

While neither Hen Gedimidis nor Ottolan possessed the same strength and prestige, they happened to control Ben Ade, whose strength and reputation were at their historical peak.

The kings and other extraordinary forces need not worry that the sorcerer kingdom will expand into surrounding areas as soon as it is established, because the internal power struggles will continue for a long time.

Compared to Ottoran, his weakness actually made it easier for him to befriend other forces.

Meanwhile, the increasingly radical forces within the warlock community urgently need a political spokesperson to elevate their status.

A perfect political balance.

And his unique balance will surely allow him to seize the greatest power and benefits in the future.

This balance, which Senbi had achieved in magic, made him proud of all his past accomplishments.

And among them, there is no longer a place for Henri Gedimidis.

At least he once thought it was gone.

But now, in the very moment when Henri Gedimidis was about to lose control, he suddenly discovered that the meticulously constructed palace, with its magnificent golden beams and pillars, was not made of ironwood, but of building blocks.

So fragile that it would collapse at the slightest push.

But he didn't understand why a Wild Hunt, a monster whose nature he didn't even know, would set its sights on Henry Gedimidis.

It's as absurd as a water ghost swimming all the way from the northernmost Dragon Mountains of Cordwin down the Pontal River to Temeria, sneaking into the royal capital Vizima, just to get a bite of fresh king's flesh...

"Senny!"

A slap on his lower back startled him awake.

Miguel, standing beside him, gave him an anxious wink.

Sunny immediately snapped back to reality.

The gates of Ban Ad Academy had suddenly fallen silent, so quiet that the screams and cries from afar sounded like they came from another world.

The search wizards who came to report had already left, and the next group of wizards hesitated in the distance, not daring to step forward.

They certainly didn't know what it meant that the arena guards had been knocked unconscious.

It was only through the consumables of their mentors that they gradually became true warlocks, a warning emanating from their instincts as lowly male wizards.

The wizard from Risberg, however, was far less polite, staring at him blatantly with a strange, mocking gaze.

Ottoran stared blankly at him, his aged gaze cold and devoid of any warmth.

"Respond, Sunny! Tell them what to do!"

Miguel's voice appeared in his mind, instantly triggering his sense of panic.

Yes! I have to do something! I have to do something!
The arena guards were just knocked unconscious; Hen Gedimidis might not be in any danger...

Thinking this, Sunny forced himself to remain calm and nodded to Ottolan: "I have some things to take care of, so I'll be leaving now."

Before he finished speaking, he turned and strode quickly toward Ban Ad Academy.

You've forgotten something!

Ottolan's aged voice interrupted his steps.

Sunny turned around.

"Send someone to invite all the male wizards of Ban Ade over here," Ottolan said coldly. "You guard against me so closely, yet you have to deal with some monster who came from who-knows-where, the one who can find the exact location of Hen Gedimidis as soon as he enters Ban Ade?"

Sunny was taken aback. He hadn't expected that Ottolan would not only refrain from kicking someone when they were down, but would instead offer some very constructive suggestions.

"Cooperating with a cunning little fellow like you is not pleasant, but it's better than dealing with Hen Gedimidis," Ottoran sneered. "His stubbornness will only stagnate the world of sorcerers and cause humanity to miss countless opportunities for evolution."

Sunny nodded slightly and looked at Miguel.

Miguel walked straight to the side and gave orders to the other radical male wizards.

“Sealing off the entire Ban Ad is not enough for just a small academy!” Ottoran continued without waiting for Senni to ask any more questions.

Sunny's expression immediately became complicated.

Ottoran snorted coldly: "Every brick and tile of Ban Ad was built under the watch of me and Hen Gedimidis. If it weren't for the greater good of humanity, do you think your little tricks could really have been kept from me?"

"But there's no need to worry too much. When Ban Ade City was built, it was definitely larger than the underground palace, just in case."

"I will also arrange for Risberg's men, as well as the test subjects, to join the search. They can't escape..."

Before Ottolan could finish speaking, a sudden commotion arose around them.

"The Wild Hunt! The Wild Hunt is here!"

The sorcerer who had just run out of Ban Adne to inform the arena of the anomaly looked up at the sky and cried out in terror. Ottolan and Sunny both changed their expressions and looked up at the sky at the same time.

The bright sky, filled with the glow of dawn, was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

A milky white ribbon quickly lit up the dark sky, writhing like a snake.

The wind howled, whipping up thick, dark clouds that quickly swept across the sky, completely obscuring the last glimmer of sunlight.

"Boom!"

Amidst the flashes of lightning and thunder, many blurry and terrifying figures of riders suddenly appeared on the ribbon that streaked across the sky.

The rider's helmet was adorned with buffalo horns and a tattered feathered crest, and beneath the deathly gray mask lay even paler skin. The skeletal horse beneath him was wrapped in a ragged horse coat.

The Wild Hunt, which had "disheveled" as it left the withered woodland, suddenly appeared in Ban Ad.

A strong wind howled across the new city of Ban Ade, and a fierce pressure pressed down relentlessly, as if the sky itself were falling.

The lightning's sharp blade cleaved the black sky.

The wind was getting louder and louder.

No, it wasn't the sound of the wind, but a ghostly song, a battle hymn filled with murderous intent.

This is a completely different style from the passive fighting of the Wild Hunt in the withered woodlands.

They arrayed themselves in neat battle formations in the sky, their skeletal horses galloping towards the city with resounding hooves, their tiny bodies charging towards it.

But that aura was by no means one of overestimating one's abilities; rather, it was a resolute determination that anything that stood in the way of their horses' hooves would be instantly crushed into dust.

Damn Wild Hunt!
I knew they wouldn't escape so easily!

Upon witnessing this scene, Sunny roared inwardly, utterly bewildered and helpless.

He didn't know whether to pull out his staff and stop the Wild Hunt in the sky from destroying his city, or rush to the arena to find the Wild Hunt underground that referred to Hen Gedimidis.

At this time.

"Regardless of that damned Wild Hunt, and why they want to find Hen Gedimidis, I don't expect you to stop them. I have only one request..."

"Don't let Hen Gedimidis leave Ban Ad alive!"

Ottolan's aged forehead, with its bulging, bluish veins, roared at Sunny:

"Go!"

Upon hearing the sound, Sunny instinctively rushed into the academy.

When he came to his senses, he turned around and saw a scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

Contrary to his expectations, Ottolan did not immediately order his strange flying monsters to fight, or have the wizards of the Risberg Civil Cooperative cast spells to fight.

Instead, he waved his hand and shouted, "Don't let a single fly leave Ben Ade," causing the monster and the Risberg wizard to scatter towards the new city of Ben Ade.

A series of mysterious, clear, and extremely fast incantations, as loud as a bell, came from that old man's mouth.

In the blink of an eye.

The entire city of Ban Ade was illuminated by several crimson beams of light under the dim light, amidst groans and trembling, and the screams of countless people in pain and fear.

The beams of light converged in Ottoran's hand, transforming into a twisted and rugged blood-red spear.

Ottoran roared, brandishing his crimson spear as he thrust it at the swooping skeleton knight, like a giant slaying a dragon.

In an instant.

Time stood still, and all sound disappeared.

When did Ottoran set up such a large-scale ritual array in my Ban Ad...? This was Sunny's last thought before he left.
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In a seemingly inconspicuous corner of the magnificent, ancient, yet dilapidated temple, purple light traced lines on the flat ground, transforming into a mysterious magic circle.

"Om~"

Dust was shaken into the air and scattered haphazardly.

Then several figures dressed in black star robes appeared in the magic circle; they were Sunny and his radical henchmen.

The underground palace was full of traps, but it was impossible for him to walk through the long and winding passage every time he came to see Henri Gedimidis.

He set up a short-range teleportation array in a hidden location, unaffected by spatial constraints.

As soon as Senni appeared in the dungeon, he immediately turned his head to look at the ancient elf temple.

The fluorescent blue magical glow flickered within the temple, bringing a sigh of relief to Senni.

A faint, oppressive aura caused the entire underground palace to shake, but in an instant, everything returned to normal.

There's still time... Sunny immediately ordered the other wizards and guards to be on high alert, and then headed straight for the temple's main gate.

However, after walking a few steps, Sunny suddenly sensed that something seemed different from usual. When they were almost at the long staircase leading to the temple's main entrance, Ban Ad, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped and warily released a magical barrier.

"Dean, Shi..."

Before the wizard could finish speaking, Sunny immediately pushed aside several wizards blocking his way, his expression changing drastically.

The four gargoyles that should have been guarding the temple entrance are now headless, their limbs broken and fragmented, making them almost unrecognizable.

On the ground, from the steps to the temple entrance, a deep ravine seemed to have been plowed out by some powerful magic.

Miguel crouched down and tentatively touched the edge of the ravine: "It's still warm, the intruders haven't left yet..."

The words have not yet fallen.

"Chase!"

After casting another crimson magical barrier on himself, Sunny fearlessly charged into the temple.

Miguel and the other wizards and guards cast their own protective spells before following Senni away.

The silence that had been frozen for thousands of years in the ancient Elf Temple was broken. Sunny and his party moved through the temple and quickly rushed out of the main hall, where the statues were dilapidated and the shape of the statues was completely unrecognizable.

The fluorescent blue magical glow drew ever closer, and the oppressive aura unique to the magical source grew increasingly overwhelming.

After passing through another dilapidated courtyard...

Sunny and the other radical wizards, who were running headlong, looked up almost simultaneously, as if they had sensed something.

The fluorescent blue magical glow suddenly disappeared.

The oppressive aura that had been subtly causing the entire underground palace to tremble suddenly vanished at that moment.

"don't want--"

Sunny screamed, his face contorted in rage.

In the blink of an eye, several strange noises were heard in succession.

The jeweled buttons on Sunny's chest transformed into a dazzling array of magical light, shooting straight towards the spot where the fluorescent blue light had vanished.

"boom--"

The deafening roar tore through the underground palace, causing the old palace walls to shake.

(End of this chapter)