Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 609 Fierce Battle! The Real Test!

The echoes of the explosion reverberated throughout the underground palace's corridors, halls, and courtyards.

The walls trembled, and the rafters creaked.

With a loud cracking sound, the already cracked and unrecognizable sculpture in the courtyard completely shattered.

Then the entire sturdy palace collapsed with a roar.

Gravel, wood chips, and dust shot out in all directions.

The wizards and guards around Sunny looked at each other in bewilderment.

No one dared to stop the madman Sunny at this moment.

Miguel noticed that the other wizards and guards were cautiously eyeing Sunny's ferocious face, their eyes darting around.

With Henry Gedimidis gone, people's hearts seem to be beginning to waver.

"Huchi~huchi~huchi~"

A complex mix of extreme fear and anger, coupled with the clattering sounds of the instantaneous trigger gems shattering, overwhelmed his mind.

It wasn't until the hot air he inhaled burned his tongue and palate that he gradually regained consciousness.

The ruins turned into a sea of ​​fire.

"Heng..."

Sunny realized what he had just been doing, his throat tightened, and he woke up with a start.

“I…killed Hen Gedimidis?!” A terrifying thought pierced his mind like a bolt of lightning.

Ottoran forced him to kill Henry Gedimidis under duress.

But he never actually intended to do so, or rather, he felt he still had a chance, a chance to "save" Henry Gedimidis before everyone else.

This is because Hen Gedimidis was not only the legendary wizard, but also the mentor of most of the male wizards of Ban Ade.

Of course, that includes him too.

Sunny, an orphan, was once backed by Hen Gedimidis; otherwise, he could not have become a leader of the radical faction in Ben Ade, Hen Gedimidis's territory.

He was Henry Gedimidis's favorite student.

But looking at the ruins engulfed in flames, could Henri Gedimidis possibly survive in a moment of impulsiveness?
“The despicable Wild Hunt actually kidnapped and killed Dean Hen Gedimidis!” Miguel patted Sunny’s lower back calmly. “Fortunately, Lord Sunny acted in time and killed the monster before the Wild Hunt could escape, avenging Dean Hen Gedimidis.”

"Now, we must find Dean Henry Gedimidis's remains as soon as possible so that he can be properly buried in the future."

“That’s right!” Reminded by Miguel, Sunny also noticed the expressions of the wizards and guards around him, his eyebrows furrowed, and he stared at them coldly.

The wizard and the sword-wielding guards exchanged bewildered glances and responded hesitantly.

“No…that’s right, thankfully…thankfully Lord Sunny was here, otherwise Dean Henry Gedmiddis would have had no one to avenge him…”

"Yes, yes, that damned, cunning Wild Hunt actually used Dean Hen Gedimidis as a hostage..."

"The Wild Hunt is still ravaging Ban Ad, and Dean Hen Gedimidis's revenge is far from over..."

……

The wizard and the sword-wielding guards initially stuttered a bit, but as they echoed each other, they became more and more fluent, and their enthusiasm grew.

He almost wished he could rush back to Ban Ade above the underground palace right now and blast the skeleton knight in the sky with a few big fireballs.

Sunny felt a sense of relief as he listened.

“Stop talking nonsense,” he sneered. “Go put out the fire and find Dean Henry Gedimidis and that damned Wild Hunt.”

Actually, there's no need to put out the fire.

The main material of the ancient elven underground temple was carved stone. Without any accelerant, the magical flames quickly subsided as the magical power of the gems was immediately triggered.

However, the radical wizards still led their sword-wielding guards and charged forward.

Layer upon layer of dark clouds, amidst a continuous, high-pitched chant, rapidly gathered at the top of the underground palace.

The rain poured down, extinguishing large swathes of flames and revealing charred ruins.

Even before the flames had completely died down, the sword-wielding guards were enveloped in magical light as they rushed into the ruins to move the heavy stones.

At this moment, Sunny stopped thinking about the repercussions of killing his master. Now, he could only follow the path of Ottoran and walk all the way to his death.

He pondered what he could offer to satisfy the two greedy beasts, Ottoland and the Risberg Civil Cooperative, his gaze shifting back and forth between his busy confidants, his eyes gleaming.

until……

“There’s no one left in the radical faction…” Miguel’s voice suddenly echoed in my mind.

Sunny turned his head and saw Miguel solemnly shaking his head at him.

After a moment of silence, Sunny took a deep breath and nodded slightly: "I know..."

Before Sunny could finish speaking, an unexpected incident occurred.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the ruins exploded.

A large section of the stone wall, as large as a small mountain, was shattered by the enormous impact and crashed into the unsuspecting guards and the wizard.

Fortunately, the male wizards were all carefully selected practical warriors, and in their instinctive reaction, their black robes immediately flashed with several beams of magical light.

But the guards who were merely enveloped by power-enhancing spells were not so lucky.

One unlucky man was struck directly in the temple by a shattered rock, half of his skull was gone, and scarlet blood and a translucent gel-like substance sprayed out in the rain, seeping into the cracks of the damp ruins.

"Qiang!"

Several eerie, pale lights gleamed in the dim ruins.

Two guards had their heads missing, and another had his forehead smashed open. After a scream, he was dead.

“Vigorfords?!!” Miguel screamed in alarm.

Amidst the few remaining embers in the torrential rain, the brown-haired Wigofferts stood before the ruins, his wide robe sleeves tattered and rustling in the rain.

He held his unique metal staff in his hand, a meter long, made of slender and heavy brass, with a fist-sized obsidian embedded at the top.

Blood mixed with murky gel flowed onto the obsidian.

Clearly, Wigfordtz deserves some credit for the fall of those guards.

However, Sunny's gaze was only on Vigforts. After glancing at him, it fell on the figure with a bulge on his back, shrouded in a layer of black mist, like a sword-wielding figure wearing a wide gray cloak.

Do not!
It should be said that they were staring intently at the bulge on its back.

"You're insane, Vigfortz!" Miguel shouted, releasing a blue spherical barrier that enveloped him and Sunny. "Why did you betray the Dean's orders? Why did you associate with a Wild Hunt?"

Wild Hunt... Vigforts, who was about to say something, was immediately stunned, but he forcibly suppressed the urge to turn his head away.

"I'm just on the right side," Wigfordts said righteously after regaining his composure. "Hen Gedimidis is the true headmaster of Ben Ade, and Sunny is nothing more than a traitor who attempted to murder his master..."

"Dean Henry Gedimidis will never agree to the establishment of the Sorcerer Kingdom, nor will he allow the Risberg Civil Cooperative to conduct experiments on human lives at will in Ban Ade."

Upon hearing about using humans for experiments, Miguel's face darkened, his voice softened, and he admonished:
“Sen…we also have our difficulties. As long as the Warlock Kingdom is established and Senni becomes the supreme person in the warlock world, the chaos caused by the arrival of the Risberg Civil Cooperative Organization will be quickly corrected.”

Wigford chuckled softly: "Miguel, do you even believe what you're saying now?"

Miguel, seemingly oblivious, continued his persuasion with an unchanged expression:
"Vigorfords, isn't it the ideal of all sorcerers to let the wisdom of wizards guide the evolution of all mankind?"

"Now the sorcerers' ideal world is about to be established, and all problems will be solved then..."

"Stop with the nonsense, Miguel!" Sunny coldly interrupted Miguel, emerging from behind Miguel through a magical barrier, his eyes fixed on the rise and fall of the black-robed swordsman's back.

"I don't care if you're the Wild Hunt or whatever the hell you are..."

“Put down Hen Gedimidis, and I will allow you to leave Ban Ade alive…”

The man in black robes, wielding a sword, remained silent, hidden in the black mist. However, Ban Ade's men felt as if they were being watched by a ravenous beast, sending chills down their spines.

The effects of the rain spell had disappeared sometime during the day; the clouds parted and the rain ceased, leaving the temple eerily quiet.

At that moment, "Boom!"

A violent collision occurred somewhere overhead, causing the underground palace, supported by pillars, to tremble and causing plaster to fall from the ceiling like raindrops.

The instant the first speck of mud hit the ruins, all the Ban Ade wizards standing silently in the ruins simultaneously raised their staffs as if they had heard a starting gun.

Colorful spells burst forth from various staffs, and the entire dungeon was ablaze with magnificent yet dangerous fireworks.

"Go that way! Run!"

Wigford and Erin were clearly prepared.

As Ban Adle cast his spell, he twisted his body and stomped on the ground, charging sideways toward the guards standing on the north side of the ruins.

The guard was terrified and quickly raised his longsword.

Seeing this, several experienced Ban Ad wizards immediately brandished their staffs, enveloping the guards in a sturdy magical barrier while simultaneously enhancing their strength, agility, reaction speed, and physique.

Vigfortz and Erin hadn't even reached the guards yet.

The guard, his muscles bulging, brandished his longsword and slashed fiercely at their heads.

The longsword, gleaming with a cold light, sliced ​​through the air, creating a piercing explosion.

next second.

"impossible!"

Ban Ade, the wizard who had just reinforced his defenses and breathed a sigh of relief, screamed in alarm.

They only saw the black-robed swordsman carrying Henry Gedimidis, who, like a wildcat, nimbly ducked and let the sharp sword graz the edge of the black robe.

follow closely.

The swordsman in black robes, with the tip of his sword hanging down to the ground, thrust it forward with a swift, explosive motion, like a willow branch swaying in a gale. Within a narrow space of only a fist's width of room, he precisely stabbed towards the guard's neck.

The guard's eyes widened in terror, bloodshot, as he desperately tried to dodge.

useless!

With a soft "thud," the longsword pierced deeply into the neck.

The body was severed from its head, and crimson blood gushed out like a fountain from the severed point.

next moment.

"boom--"

The dazzling white-hot dragon seemed to have gathered its power and released it while the guard still had the upper hand, tearing through the air as it came.

The man in black robes wielding a sword had no time to defend himself.

Vigfortz rushed over at that moment, roaring as he swung his metal staff, striking the side of the Blazing Fire Dragon's head.

"boom!"

The dazzling fire dragon deviated from its original attack route, carving a deep trench in the ground.

The turbid water instantly vaporized into thick, billowing steam, and steam, dust clouds, and smoke rose up at the same time.

Before the smoke and mist had even dissipated, countless magical rays of light began to bombard the area.

"Stop!"

Sunny shouted, then waved his hand, creating a gust of wind that dispersed the smoke and weapons.

The corpses that had been guarding the spot were torn to pieces, making it impossible to recognize their original appearance.

Vigfortz and the black-robed swordsman who resembled the Wild Hunt vanished into thin air.

"Give it to me now..."

Sunny roared and ordered everyone to search, but the next second he noticed that the height of the ruins behind the corpses, right next to the rock wall, was a bit off.

Sunny and the other wizards exchanged a silent glance.

The remaining guard was shimmering with various magical lights, his footsteps almost imperceptible as he approached the edge of the rock wall.

“It’s a secret passage…” He turned his head and mouthed a few words to the wizard, then turned back around.

In a flash, blinding purple-red lightning illuminated the dark passage.

In his last moments, he saw a deep blue beast's eye, and a flash of inspiration struck him.

"hunting……"

Stab it!

Crimson lightning, like a flying spear, instantly pierced through all the magical barriers, penetrated his body, and shot into the ruins beneath him.

boom!
Amidst the deafening explosion, Sunny's furious roar echoed throughout the entire underground palace.

"Wiggoffetz!"
-
"Boom~"

The tremors continued, and smoke and dust filled the tunnel before it calmed down after a while.

"Crack~"

There was an unusual sound.

A bright orb of light appeared in the dark passage, illuminating a witcher and a sorcerer.

“Too extravagant,” Erin said, shaking his head slightly as he looked at the gem fragments on the mage robes of Vigforts. “Using a top-tier instant-triggered gem to blow up the passage is too extravagant.”

“It’s certainly too extravagant, but it’s very effective!” Wigfordts dusted himself off.

Actually, there's no need to take pictures.

When he was unexpectedly buried in the ruins of the ancient elven temple, although Vigforts managed to raise a shield in time, his clothes could not escape the damage and were completely filthy.

Calling this mage's robe a beggar's garment is an understatement.

Next time I should prepare a set of leather armor. Ban Ad's standard robes are still too unsuitable for intense battles... Vigfortz thought to himself, looking at the armor on Erin's body.

“This instant-triggered gem was prepared for this moment,” Vigforts sighed, abandoning his delusion of cleaning himself up, and walked out through the secret passage. “In a short time, it’s still very difficult to kill the pursuers and destroy the secret passage to a point that is difficult to repair but will not affect the overall structure and bury us alive.”

"At least, ordinary instant-cast spells simply cannot do that."

"So after I knew you were coming, I changed the spell in this timely departure gem."

Upon hearing this, Erin glanced back and saw that the secret passage was completely sealed off, and it would take at least ten or twenty minutes to open. He acknowledged Wigford's thorough preparation.

To be honest, he was somewhat glad that his current partner was Wigfordts, rather than Philippa Ehrhardt.

Philippa Ehrert could not achieve such precision.

It's not that she lacks Vigforts' foresight, but rather that while Philippa Ehrhardt isn't exactly poor, she's not at the point where she'd use the Instant Trigger Gem like that.

"For people like us, money is the last thing we need to care about."

Wigfordts seemed to have read Erin's mind and smiled slightly.

Erin thought for a moment about the sword oil refining production lines in Ms. Vera's alchemy workshop, and nodded in agreement.

"Tap tap tap~"

The dimly lit passage fell silent, with only the echo of footsteps breaking the silence.

The witcher and the sorcerer walked silently toward the end of the dark passage.

“Alright,” Vigfortz stopped after walking a short distance, “put Dean Hen Gedimidis down…”

“We need to assess his physical condition before we can continue…”

"after all……"

"After leaving this secret passage, the real test awaits us..."

(End of this chapter)