Blood of the Hunting God

The moment of contact, it was the hunter who swung the weapon in his hand first.

The black filthy color finally completely shattered out of control.

It seems that there is nothing forgotten.

Although there are already many, many things that I can't remember, it seems that there are still some left.

On that afternoon, lying in the shade, leaning against each other.

She smiled gently at herself, and that face was still clear until now.

【Koseya...】

The disfigured knight fell to his knees on the ground, the filthy black//aura has almost completely dissipated, and the knight's own life has reached the limit of withering.

He raised his head and looked at the platform above the high tower. In the blockade of layers of chains, an equally dry little hand slowly stretched out.From a distance, it seems to be coming towards him, just like it has always been, waiting to be picked up by myself.

【Koseya...】

Until that day, before the terrifying filthy power exploded and spread, and the dark colors covered the sky and the earth.

The girl sang a melodious song, gathered the filthy power into herself, sealed herself with the power of curse, and could never leave that tower again.

The knight garrisoned under the tower in the oath, sticking to this lost ruined land with his remaining strength.

How many days have passed since that day?

The memory gradually dissolves under the power of darkness, how much can you still remember the things you once held on to now?

what……

At least, at the last moment...

Still haven't forgotten her name...

【Koseya...】

Amidst the murmur, the knight's disintegrated body slowly fell down.

And the hunter walked slowly to the body of the broken skeleton, without saying a word, just silently, and raised the broken giant sword that was picked up again, which was thrown out as a throwing tool in the battle, towards the decayed and festering body. The knight cut down heavily.

Click!

Amidst the broken and sharp sound, the knight's life finally ushered in peace.

At this moment, more and more cracks gradually appeared in the power entangled around the tower, and finally shattered and collapsed, turning into faint light and dissipating.

The hunter stood where he was, feeling the gradually dissipating will and memory belonging to the goddess knight.

Putting the broken giant sword on his back again, he turned his head to look at the white long sword that fell not far away. The hunter walked over and picked it up.When he turned around again, the broken body of the knight had completely collapsed, turned into flying smoke, and disappeared invisible in a breeze.

【Longing Knight Grendel】

prey slaughtered

Chapter No.17: The Song of Dissipated Happiness

"Storm, stop."

Survival raised his head and looked at the old church area that had returned to silence.

There are only less than ten minutes left before the departure time of the Hunting God team. If they don't leave, because of the lack of a right-wing guard, there will definitely be a certain degree of safety problems in the right rear of the entire team.

Originally, he had planned to rush into the old church area to fish out the hunter and run away quickly, but he didn't expect that the old church area calmed down before he started to act.

This means, the battle is over.

It's just that I don't know which side will win the final victory.

"Well, I still have to go and have a look."

Survival looked at his two companions and suggested.

"Indeed, after defeating that terrifying enemy, the hunter's current condition may not be good, and he must be protected."

Veron said vigorously.

you're so sure you're a hunter

Won instead of monsters?

Survivale really wanted to say this, but considering that such words might damage the unity of the team, in the end he just said something to himself in the bottom of his heart.

"Let's go, it's time to leave."

Leo Lin, who was standing a little further away, spoke at this moment, and then took the lead to leave the hiding hut.

It is impossible to hide this violent storm, presumably the filthy monsters around have already discovered the mutation here.However, due to the phenomenon caused by extremely powerful foul monsters, the surrounding monsters generally dare not approach it.However, if the hunter did not run away, but really killed the knight and nun, then when the powerful monster died, the surrounding monsters would not have any scruples, and they would swarm in after a while .

Therefore, you must hurry up and leave as soon as possible!

While thinking this way, the three hunters hurried towards the direction of the old church area.

At the same time as this side started to act, the hunter on the other side, after a short rest, looked up at the half-collapsed tower that had lost the protection of longing knights.

The icy cold greatsword emitting silver light swung around in his hand, feeling the power contained in this weapon, the hunter showed a satisfied expression.He swung the blade, and a burst of cold air spread out. He grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands and stabbed fiercely. Immediately, layers of solid ice froze on the blade, turning the long sword into a large sword made of ice blocks.

This is not an ordinary ice block, but it is constructed with magical power, which is as strong as high-quality metal. In a sense, it seems to be a reference to the moonlight sword that Abigail is using today.The hunter waved it tentatively a few times, accompanied by the whistling wind, creating a cold current, and even created sharp ice spikes out of thin air after the blow hit the ground.

It's a nice weapon.

Although after the death of the knight, it seems that because some internal power dissipated, the original two-meter-long sword shrank to a considerable extent in size, and it was only equivalent to the length of a long sword in the hunter's hand. Even if it is widened and lengthened by ice, it can only be regarded as a big sword.But there is no doubt that this blade still has the strength enough to match a god-given weapon.

The hunter took it for himself without hesitation.

Then, next, it's time to get this thing over with.

Take a step forward and walk towards the half-collapsed tower in front of you.

The gate of the high tower was closed tightly. The hunter stretched out his hand and exerted a little force. With a heavy friction sound, the gate was slowly opened by the hunter.Dust flew up and scattered in all directions, which made the hunter stretch out his hand to cover his face, and slapped it slightly.

The soft moonlight shone on the interior of the tower that hadn't seen light for a long time in the next moment.

The collapsed sculptures whose original appearance is unknown, and many coffins that seem to be tombs have decayed over time, showing large and small cracks.

The hunter stepped into the tower, every step aroused a large amount of dust, slowly sinking and floating under the moonlight.

Long ago, it was a place of mourning built by the living to commemorate the dead.

In that desperate war, this place became the place of death, or sacrifice, of a nun.She turned herself into a source of attraction, and tried her best to guide the filthy forces to gather towards herself. In this way, she bought time for the people in the town to escape without being infected, and suppressed herself with a seal to prevent herself from breaking free one day. , becoming another evil thing wandering in the corrupt field.

However, it is a pity that the spreading filthy power is too powerful, and the power of a mere individual cannot produce the slightest effect at all.Abigail once read the few records of Starry Sky Town that have not yet disappeared. As a result, Pilgrimage Town was too close to the location of the Forest of the Cursed, so the entire army was wiped out in the first wave of disasters where the filthy power spread, and no one survived.Even those who escaped, the filthy power erupted before they reached the safe zone, and turned into monsters who lost themselves.

Yep, annihilation without anyone surviving, that's how Pilgrim Town ended.

Therefore, the story behind the sacrifice of the nun and the perseverance of the goddess knight will not be known to anyone.Until the hunter killed the knight and saw the fragments of their memories, no one would be able to know the past history.

tread--

Footsteps echoed in the empty tower.

The hunter stepped on the stairs, step by step, towards the floor where the platform was located.

Many stairs have collapsed, and it is very troublesome to pass through. Fortunately, the hunter now knows some rock climbing skills more or less, coupled with the enhancement of physical fitness, he can jump and move more greatly, so he can climb without any danger. Step by step towards higher ground.

Finally, they reached the floor where the tower platform was located, which is also the highest floor that this half-collapsed tower can reach at present.

The sealed gate was pierced by the blade and shattered with the roar of the hunter's unleashed power.

The hunter stepped out of the dust and saw in front of him, that was sealed by countless chains, only rotting bones remained.

After the death of the eager knight Grendel, the cursed one who stopped singing seemed to have died.Even if the hunter came in front of him, he was still silent, without any movement, without any sound, just like an ordinary skeleton.

Doesn't make any difference.

The hunter walked slowly in front of the opponent and stopped.

He raised the long sword and swung it forward.

The shattered chain made a crisp sound in the next moment, and the broken bones shattered together with the chain, slowly dissipating in the air, and disappeared without a trace.

The hunter stretched out his hand, and a small ball of light that seemed to be burning like a flame emerged on the palm of his hand.

Those are two gleams of light that blend together, one is pure white and the other is gray and white, blending with each other almost makes no distinction between you and me.

This is the end of the story of the Lady Knight and the Holy Nun, and what remains of them at last.

"..."

Closing his eyes, the hunter was silent for a few seconds at this moment, then turned around and walked down the stairs step by step, preparing to leave this place.

【Ah~?】

This is... singing?

The hunter walking among the steps of the tower raised his head in astonishment, but he couldn't find the source of the singing.

【Ah~?】

The gentle ballad belonging to the girl, and the thick voice of the man who sang with the girl sounded again together.

Responding to each other in the high tower, the reverberation continued for a long time, and there were bursts of lingering singing.

The hunter stayed where he was, raised his head, looked at the top of the collapsed and broken tower, saw the glimmers of light above the dark starry sky, then took a step, and walked slowly towards the bottom amidst the melodious and happy singing with.

【I see you】

【In the morning dew】

【The bell rings in this afternoon】

【The sound of the flute at dusk】

【My eyes no longer move away】

【My time has been filled by you】

Gradually, from extremely clear to gradually blurred singing.

The hunter walked down the stairs step by step.

The ballad that the girl and the man sang together slowly dissipated.

Until the hunter walked out from the gate of the high tower, bathed in the soft moonlight again.

The singing voice that contained a little bit of happiness also fell silent and no longer sounded.

【The Cursed One Kosia】

prey slaughtered

Chapter 18: Time to move on

"It seems that it has calmed down."

Among the logistics team that had already walked quite a distance, Andre turned his head to look at the dark clouds that dissipated in the distance, and nodded slightly.

"The battle on Mister Hunter's side is over?"

Abigail, who was too short and was blocked by the bushes, couldn't see the changes in the sky at all. At this moment, she was a little anxious and tried to jump up to see the situation clearly, but she couldn't reach it anyway, so she could only watch helplessly. asked Andre.

"Well, that's right, it seems that little girl, your crush is really good at killing those two monsters, and it's so fast, um, even less than four hours. That is to say At this moment, the defenders haven't even reached the time to start, so they are really good at it."

Aike stretched out his hand to twist one of his hair and rubbed it, and spoke with a hint of exclamation.

"It's not a crush! Aunt Aike, stop making fun of me!"

The girl whose face was instantly flushed by this sentence stomped her feet angrily and made an unhappy expression with her small face puffed up.

Even with Abigail's lovely figure, it would only make people feel more interesting if she made it like this.

"You are really a pure and lovely girl. At your age, you will be able to get married in two or three years. You can be bolder."

Ai Ke laughed and continued to walk forward.

And Abigail let out a somewhat distressed "whoosh". She didn't know what to say, she could only sigh in the end, closed her eyes and prayed softly in the direction of the pilgrimage town where the hunter was, and then Trotted to catch up with the logistics team and continued to move forward.

In front of the lush grassland is a small town that is a little bigger than the pilgrimage town, but also a little bit more dilapidated.

That's where these hunters will go next: Blue Lake Town.

This town is very close to Pilgrimage Town, about a day's journey away. The town itself was originally a very prosperous lakeside town, almost on the level of a small city.Therefore, after the hunters entered the town, as long as they dispersed to a certain extent, they could rest assured and bold, without worrying about the gathering of living beings attracting too many monsters and the like.

Although because of its proximity to the Black Lake, the entire town is filled with the unique stench of the corrupt swamp all year round, so it's not a livable place at all.