Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 624 The King of the Wild Hunt, Dead!

"Qiang!"

Following the muscle memory honed countless times, the Witcher gripped the hilt of his sword, drew it from its sheath, leaped off the black dragon's dark back, spun around, and slashed!

The silvery sword light sliced ​​through the air, outlining a perfectly curved semicircle, but suddenly froze silently.

A completely bloodless skeleton stood eerily on the back of the black dragon, its two white finger bones gripping the blade of a silver sword.

The bluish-gray bone fire flickered in the bone sockets, the skull's face was expressionless, yet Erin felt a chill run through his body as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Even if what happened just now was merely an instinctive counterattack under pressure, it shouldn't have been defended against so easily.

Two boneless fingers could grip his longsword.
He wasn't a newly arrived Witcher apprentice; he was a Witcher master whose five-dimensional attributes had reached their limits.

Erudin Brick Glass made him feel like a seven or eight-year-old child who hadn't even learned how to hold a sword.

However, with his mind in turmoil, Erin did not give up the fight. He instantly released the hilt of his sword with his left hand, bent his middle finger, and pushed it forward with a sudden thrust.

Alder sign.

The transparent and invisible psychic power emanated from his palm, distorting the air, but like waves crashing against solid rock, it failed to disrupt or interfere with Eredin Brick Glass's actions in the slightest.

Those smooth, bony feet with an extremely narrow contact area seemed to be glued to the black dragon's back, remaining completely still.

"A fine weapon, from the child of an ancient bloodline!"

The bone fire in the skull's socket flickered twice. Two fingers pinched the silver-white blade, and slowly but very firmly moved the sword tip away from where it was pointing at the skull's heart.

The Witcher instinctively resisted.

But the immense power emanating from Elsa's sword forced him to move it away, an irresistible force, much like a mortal trying to stop a landslide and tsunami.

"Don't get so excited, child of ancient blood!"

Eredin Brick Glass's mental fluctuations aggressively enveloped the Witcher's consciousness.

The divine wall protecting the sea of ​​consciousness groaned and creaked in my mind.

Before the King of the Wild Hunt could even make any offensive move, the Divine Wall had already developed cracks and was almost at its limit.

"You come from us! You are ours! Join us, join our hunt! Enjoy the ecstasy of the hunt!"

"We will gallop on horseback, towards the end of days, towards eternity, towards the end of existence!"

As the cracks in the Divine Wall continued to expand, the mental fluctuations of Eredin Brick Glass gradually became extremely intimate.

The hoarse, deep voice in my ears sometimes sounded like Aresto and Danti, and sometimes I hallucinated as Vesemir and Soy.

In a trance.

The image of Erin Bricker Glass's skull becomes blurred and intimate, mingling with the sounds around you, making you drowsy.

Aristotle stroked his thick beard, his volatile temper convincing the Witcher to believe him.

Dante said that in order to repay a debt of gratitude, he asked someone to find an ancient book describing white frost, which gave hope of saving the world from the inevitable end of the world.

Vesemir still looked remorseful, sighing, "I'm an elder, can't you trust me a little more?"

Soy always had such a calm expression, and no one could read anything from his face. But at this moment, he suddenly appeared and told him that the Witcher and Witcher Master of the Wolf School had agreed to let Erin take over the position of Chief.

……

Erin Bricker Glass released her grip on Elsa's knuckles.

He slowly approached, slowly raised his hand, and with exquisite skill, peeled away the disguise of the mirage bead, then gently touched the face that enveloped the Witcher, the "Night" gifted by Francesca Fantabay...

The wolf emblem's immediate buzzing warning was silenced by a gesture from Erin Bricker Glass.

Mind-bending magic… Erin immediately realized this.

After his attempt to teleport him to Tyr Na'ria using the set effect of the Conquest Armor failed, Eredin Brick Glass attempted to control him with mind control magic.

And it is quite obvious that Eredin Brick Glass is very confident in her mind-controlling spells.

wrong!

More accurately, he didn't care. He didn't care whether the Witcher had any mental protection measures, and he didn't care if the Witcher made any other resistance.

even……

Erin Bricker Glass may have realized he was faking it, but like a well-fed wildcat that has caught a mouse, he didn't rush to kill it, but instead maliciously toyed with it.

Just when he thought he could escape at the last moment, he gracefully extinguished all hope, leaving him utterly desperate.

Eridine Brick Glass, who poisoned her own monarch and cursed her close friend and companion Avalak, was such a wicked person.

However, Erin watched all of this unfold without putting up any strong resistance.

Because mindless resistance is not only useless, but will also cause him to miss his last chance.

Regardless of whether Erin Brik Glass could see through his act or not, he pretended to be bewitched and let Erin Brik Glass extend her pale white fingers and slowly and irresistibly approach him.

At the same time, he frantically recalled all the methods he controlled in his mind...

Eridian Brick Glass is powerful, but she is far from being desperate. She-Ra has managed to escape the Wild Hunt's pursuit several times with only a warhorse named Kelby.

There's no reason why someone several times stronger than She-Ra should just wait to be slaughtered.

"There must be a way! There must be a way!"

"Ghoul potion, blizzard, thunder, Maripo Forest... no... I can't find any time to drink the potion..."

"Sword oil is out, bombs too... no... bombs are fine, bombs are fine, but there's only one chance. North Wind (freezes enemies; attacking frozen enemies deals extra damage) or Magic-blocking Gold Bomb (releases a mist of Magic-blocking Gold fragments that can block magic and monster magic skills)..."

"Blinding Dust won't work! Flash Spell won't work!"

"Demon Hunter needs time and effective attacks to continue progressing, making it difficult to reach the kill threshold, but this does not affect other skills..."

"And there's the Way of the Beast's Roar, Berserk! Yes! Berserk must be used..."

"But that's not enough! It's not enough!"

"How did Ciri manage to escape the Wild Hunt time and time again?"

"Holy crap! She-Ra has ancient blood! Guided by the unicorn, she can freely travel through time and space!"

"Past, future, reality, other worlds..."

"The fact that Eredin can stick so close to Ciri only highlights the power of the King of the Wild Hunt..."

"And I can only use blinking, which only covers a few dozen meters. Irritine even has a similar spatial teleportation technique. How can I compete with that?"

Thoughts stirred up a storm in the sea of ​​consciousness, and across the cracked divine wall, gazed at Eredin Brick Glass's red mist-like, highly aggressive spiritual power.

Senbai's finger bones drew closer and closer to the tip of his nose, and a strong, acrid smell mixed with the stench of rust assaulted his senses.

The Witcher felt his heart skip a beat; in his anxiety, his heart pounded so hard it sounded like thunder in his ears.

"and many more!"

"Erardine followed closely behind She-Ra..."

Suddenly, the Witcher had a flash of inspiration and grasped a key point.

Yes!

Closely following Ciri was Eredin Brick Glass's true form, but the skeleton before her was merely Eredin's spiritual power, which had traversed vast distances and taken over the Wild Hunt's Renakins.

Is it really that secure for Erin Brick Glass to possess Rennerkins from such a distance?

It would be difficult to simply expel Erin Brick Glass from Renakins's remains, but that doesn't mean it's impossible.

Erin immediately had an idea.

[Ding! Hunting Quest: Giant Ghoul II (Kill 20/20 Giant Ghouls), Pending Completion!]

"I'll take the gamble!" Erin gritted his teeth.

[Ding! Interdimensional Fusion "Ghoul" Stage 1, please select fusion location! (If the host does not select, the location will be randomly selected after 30 seconds.)] As the mechanical voice sounded, Erin's gaze had just landed on the emerald green door when he immediately fixed the door to Eredin Brick Glass.

It was at this moment that, whispering softly, Ericin Brick Glass, whose bone sockets flickered with bluish-gray bone fire, gently touched the black silk cloth of "Night Color" with her pale white finger bones.

In that instant, it was as if I had touched a switch...

A dazzling emerald light flashed, and Erin Bricker Glass's finger bones immediately touched empty air.

He calmly looked up; the Witcher was already standing on the black dragon's head.

Eredin Brick Glass shrugged and shook her head slightly: "Useless resistance. I told you, Child of the Ancient Blood, you are me..."

The King of the Wild Hunt's voice abruptly ceased, and the bluish-gray will-o'-the-wisp within his bone socket, which even the fiercest winds could not shake, trembled violently.

Do not!
More than just trembling!
Erin even witnessed with his own eyes that, for a fleeting moment, the will-o'-the-wisp in Renatinus's eye socket was completely extinguished.

“It works!” Erin’s eyes lit up immediately.

Yes, those hundred or so monsters summoned by the interdimensional fusion were of course useless against Renakins' Wild Hunt Legion.

Even if Erudin Brick Glass is strong, since she is not physically present but merely casting her will, how could she not be affected by the spatial tides caused by the fusion of different realms?

[WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!]

[Fluctuation of interdimensional fusion detected! Fluctuation of interdimensional fusion detected!]

A scarlet system notification flashed before my eyes.

Without waiting for the interdimensional fusion to fully take place, Erin summoned a potion bottle from the storage cave and threw it at Erin Brick Glass before Erin could react.

Demon-Suppressing Golden Bomb!
At the same time, another thought arose...

[Demon Hunter]!
"Bang~"

The instant the glass bottle shattered, the dark green liquid inside immediately expanded into a dense, dark green cloud that enveloped Eredin Brick Glass.

[Demon Hunter] Progress 10%
"Huh?! Ten percent!"

The effect of the magic-blocking gold bomb was even more outstanding than expected.

The lingering fear in Erin's heart vanished instantly. Seeing that the plan was working even better than he had imagined, he even felt a slight urge to join in.

Perhaps I can set my goals a little higher.

For example, using [Demon Hunter] to completely preserve this part of Eredin Brick Glass's "soul" is like the evil god during the original summoning ritual...

Without hesitation, Erin summoned several more magic-blocking golden bombs and threw them at Eredin Brick Glass.

At the same time, the Witcher's mouth opened slightly.

The golden energy that permeated the blood suddenly mingled with the four-colored magic power flowing from the veins and surged upwards.

“Yir…”

The heavens and earth resonated, and a powerful pressure immediately erupted from the Witcher's body.

This oppressive aura also startled Erin Brick Glass.

With a ferocious expression, he burst out of the lingering dark green cloud of the Demon-Suppressing Golden Bomb, but it was unclear whether it was the alien fusion, the spatial tide, the Demon-Suppressing Golden Bomb's demon-suppressing effect, or both working simultaneously.

Erin Bricker Glass's steps were like those of a puppet, hesitant and unsteady.

Maintaining balance on the black dragon's back seemed to be an immense effort.

The dark green clouds created by the explosions of the magic-blocking golden bombs only exacerbated this sluggishness.

[Demon Hunter] Progress 16%
[Demon Hunter] Progress 19%
[Demon Hunter] Progress 20%
The concentration of anti-magic gold dust has reached its limit, and the accumulation of anti-magic gold bombs is decreasing with each repeated use.

"Child of ancient bloodline! How dare you! How dare you..."

Erin Bricker Glass's mental fluctuations were beyond anger.

But this burning anger was abruptly interrupted in the next instant.

“...ulr…”

Another strange roar rang out.

Raging and savage.

The intense pressure vanished at that moment.

A colossal monster covered in golden fur suddenly appeared before Eredin Brick Glass, causing the King of the Wild Hunt, who was simultaneously resisting the Demon-Blocking Golden Dust and the increasingly violent spatial tides, to momentarily falter and instinctively pause in his tracks.

When he came to his senses, the small prey actually charged at him instead.

and……

He, the commander of the Red Cavalry, the Wild Hunt Lord of the Alder People, actually sensed something in those beastly eyes, even clearer and bluer than the waters of the Tyre Naria River…

fear!

Fear, what an unfamiliar emotion!

Why would he feel such a strong threat from a lower being?

It was as if death itself had seized his heart...

The instinct to conquer all realms over thousands of years immediately brought the enraged Eredin Brick Glass back to his senses. He stopped in his tracks and even struggled to take a few steps back.

Erin was also taken aback when he saw this.

Before he could react, Eredin Brick Glass seemed to have completely calmed down. She gave up resisting the increasingly violent spatial tides and the dark green clouds of the magic-blocking golden bombs. She leaned on the black thorns on the black dragon's back, her bluish-gray bone fire flickering in her bone sockets, gazing at him.

However, for some reason, the Wild Hunt King, who seemed to have lost all his aggression, instead made Arlin's scalp tingle and sensed a warning of madness.

What is he trying to do?!
“Child of ancient bloodline…it seems I…underestimated you…”

Erin Bricker Glass spoke haltingly, like a radio with a poor signal:

"No... next time..."

He paused, then his voice suddenly returned to normal:
"Soon, we will meet again, and then you will surely accept the invitation from Tyr Na Lia, from the Alder People, from the depths of your bloodline..."

"You rebellious child of chaos! You will always belong to us!"

Just say it.

Eredin Brick Glass gazed intently at him with her bluish-gray bone fire, as if trying to imprint his image firmly in her mind.

And at the same time.

The fear in the Witcher's heart, stemming from the arrangement, grew ever stronger, like thunderclouds in summer enveloping him, the only one standing in the vast wilderness...

"what are you up to?!!"

The bone fire in Eredin Brick Glass's socket flickered, then emitted a wild and terrifying laugh:

"A gift...a gift that will make you remember this day forever..."

"Live well, Child of the Ancients!"

"I look forward to our next meeting, if..."

"If you can survive..."

In an instant, the stark white skeleton disintegrated.

The dazzling white light illuminated the heavens and the earth, dispelled the black sun, and also enveloped the ancient son, the demon hunter, who was frantically fleeing while controlling the black dragon.

"Ding!"

A cold, silent system notification sounded.

No one paid attention.

(End of this chapter)