Blood of the Hunting God

[I saw it and saw it]

[No.70 three pages]

【I'm a dog I'm eating meat My teeth are in I'm talking (completely illegible writing appears)】

[I'm a pig, I'm eating meat, they're talking to me, and I'm getting stinky]

【My words】

【it speaks】

【last page】

【Must ■ eat ■ eat ■ black blood】

【The place where the blood beats in the depths of the body】

【It ■■ is watching me ■ in ■talk】

【I am eating meat I am eating meat ■■

[■■■■■■ (completely unreadable handwriting)】

……

When she saw the end, Abigail showed a slightly frightened expression.

But even though she was a little scared, the girl was very determined and read all the contents of the notebook to the hunter.

"Mr. Hunter, this note..."

Looking at the last pages covered with dried blood, which seemed to be left by a crazy person, Abigail felt as if she could feel some kind of terrible thing remaining, so she couldn't help closing the notebook forcefully, unwilling to write any more its open.

What happened to this person before he died?

The girl couldn't help but look at the body with only bones left, thinking in her heart.

eat black blood...

Hunter didn't know why, and couldn't ignore this sentence in the notes.

Of course he could tell from what Abigail had read that by the end of the writing the man had gone completely insane.

But some kind of weird intuition made the hunter feel that the other party might not have gone completely crazy, but was trying to leave some kind of message in the distorted text when he was on the verge of losing control.

Black blood?

Finally the hunter decided to secretly remember the word.

"Mr. Hunter, can you leave here?"

Abigail shrank and looked at the hunter and asked in a low voice.

"Um……"

Without staying any longer, the hunter hugged Abigail with one hand, jumped from the small platform back to the giant telescopic equipment, moved slowly down the slope, and returned to the ground not long after.

Alhazred had been waiting here for quite a while, probably because he was a bit bored waiting, so he sat cross-legged on the ground, as if he was meditating or something.Of course, after seeing the hunter and Abigail coming down, he immediately stopped such actions, stood up and looked at the two of them.

"Have you two discovered anything?"

The mystic scholar asked with a somewhat eager expression.

Abigail did not speak, but looked at the hunter first, not sure if the hunter took out the notebook to share his thoughts.

The hunter himself didn't have any hidden thoughts, and nodded slightly to Abigail. The girl who understood then took out the notebook she got from the corpse, and handed it to Alhazred in front of her. .

"Is it the records left by the researchers who have died? It seems that good luck has finally come, and I hope to find something valuable in it."

"However, this is something you found here, Mr. Hunter. I can't accept it for no reason. I will give this item to you and ask you to accept it."

The mystic scholar who got the notebook seemed very happy, and very consciously did not intend to go whoring for nothing, but took something out of his pocket.

One looks like a burning bottle, but with some strange structures, it looks like some strange things that don't know its purpose.

"This is a homemade white phosphorous blood lipid incendiary bomb in Yanyan Town. It is detonated with a delay of about 15 seconds. This thing does not explode violently to kill monsters like a blood lipid incendiary bottle, but releases a large area and lasts for an extremely long time. A high-temperature flame that burns fully and will not be extinguished quickly due to an oxygen-deficient environment."

"This thing is very powerful. It can quickly destroy large groups of monsters, but it is also very dangerous and highly poisonous. If you plan to use this weapon, please make sure not to cover your own people in the burning range. , Lord Hunter."

After finishing speaking, Alhazred bid farewell to the two of them, and left the observatory building alone. It seemed that he planned to go back and study the contents of the notebook carefully.

Harvesting a brand new throwing weapon, the hunter was a little bit happy. He took the sealed black bottle and looked at it several times along the way, studying how to use this somewhat strange weapon.

Abigail originally wanted to talk to the hunter about what he saw in the notes just now, but seeing that the hunter didn't seem to care too much, she thought about it and decided to discuss it later.

And just when the two were about to leave this place, suddenly, it seemed that something sounded, which was heard by the two of them.

The hunter suddenly raised his head, immediately put down the incendiary bomb in his hand, held the saw knife in front of Abigail, and looked towards the source of the sound.

The next moment that appeared in front of the two of them was an illusory, almost invisible figure standing next to the console of the stargazing equipment.

The phantom turned its back to the two of them and stretched out its hand, as if it touched something on the platform.Then it disappeared, as if it had never existed.

"what is that?"

Abigail, who was hiding behind the hunter, widened her eyes and asked with some doubts.

"...afterimage."

The hunter answered hoarsely.

To be precise, it should be the remains of the soul, some kind of message that he hopes to convey.

This is something that can only be left by the dead with great obsession, or the existence of tyrannical power. Naturally, there is no need to say more about the latter, while the former, even with unparalleled spiritual obsession, the incomplete shadow it leaves is still It is difficult to be seen by people. Usually, only those who know the deceased very well, or have come into contact with some obsession-related items, and have a certain level of power, can see its image.

The hunter is also not sure why he knows such knowledge, it seems to be some remnants after losing his memory, but it is precisely because he still knows some of these things that the hunter at this moment can distinguish the status quo.

The hunter who thought of this raised his head, looked at the huge telescopic equipment, and looked towards the end of the equipment, the very hidden hole in the wall.

because I saw

That note, do you know the reason for the content of the note?

In other words, is there anything that the long-dead researcher wants to convey to the latecomers?

Chapter 28: The Hunter's Staff

It didn't take much time to leave the observatory and return to the area where the hunters gathered.

The final result can be regarded as nothing, but perhaps it can be regarded as a considerable harvest, at least the shocking ancient ruins did give the hunter and Abigail a considerable degree of impression.

It's a pity that, from the last clues, it can be seen that there is some kind of secret hidden in the equipment of the observatory that they have not explored clearly, but because the mechanical facilities of the entire observatory have been damaged and cannot be used , In the end they failed to confirm what the secret was.Perhaps only by finding a sufficiently talented and capable mechanic, and then finding the engineering drawings of the stargazing equipment from that year, can it be possible to complete the repair of this huge relic and find out the hidden information.

But in today's situation, it is obvious that they don't have the energy and time to deal with this kind of thing.

After being separated from Alhazred, Hunter and Abigail returned to the camp, and the next day was spent in a slightly lazy rest.Blue Lake Town itself doesn't have any scenery worth seeing, and because it is close to the Black Lake Swamp, it is often shrouded in a disgusting stench, so even hunters don't have much idea of ​​exploring around. Under the circumstances, he hid in the house with Abby.

The moonlight fell, and the earth fell into darkness again, leaving only a little residual heat from the campfires of the hunters.

Soon, when the moonlight rose again, people began to pack up their things, preparing to leave the town and head towards the Kamasa hills not far away.

The hunters stepped into the temporary forging house of the forge masters at this time. At this moment, Andre, with the assistance of two apprentices Tommy and Rodickon, was nervously and quickly repairing the bodies of several hunters. arms.Seeing the hunter walking in, the shirtless burly man wiped the sweat from his forehead, before he even had time to say anything, he just pointed the hunter to the stairs beside him, and continued busy with the work in hand up.

Is it upstairs?

The hunter didn't hesitate, and quickly stepped into the second floor of the abandoned hut, and then noticed Aike waiting for him in a wide open room.

"Welcome, Lord Hunter, are you ready to witness the power of magic?"

Amidst the surging light, Aike's voice showed a bit of arrogance.

In front of this woman, a ball of light condensed in mid-air, and from time to time it seemed that it was about to condense into a certain shape, but it never collapsed into shape.The hunter felt a certain kind of strange power in this group of continuously gathering and collapsing rays of light, it seemed a bit like a powerful soul he had obtained, but with something different attached to it.

So what is this thing?

Some curious hunters subconsciously stretched out their hands and touched the ray of light. Immediately afterwards, he felt a force attracting his fingers, making him unable to pull his hands back.

"Are you so impatient before I have time to explain the situation?"

Seeing the speed of the hunter's actions like a curious baby, Aike showed a somewhat dumbfounded look.

"..."

The hunter tried to break free again, but felt a greater force confronting him. He had already stepped on the ground to make two shallow pits, and he blinked. He didn't quite understand the situation, so he stopped and turned his head to look beside him. The casting master obviously wanted to get an explanation.

"This is the weapon I forged for you, Lord Hunter."

Then got the answer from the other party.

arms?

A mass of light that attracts people's hands?

The hunter looked at the ball of light that stayed in place all the time in confusion, and couldn't figure out the current situation.

"The craftsmanship of refining souls is not the same as blacksmithing, Your Excellency the Hunter."

Seeing that the hunter was confused about the situation, Aike laughed, lit a cigarette and began to explain.

"I have already finished refining the soul power, but it is not enough to make this power truly take shape."

"To put it simply, the appearance of this soul weapon needs to be decided by you, the hunter."

"You already feel it, don't you? It is calling you, waiting for you, come on, come and give it the gesture it deserves."

Following Aike's words, the light cluster seemed to become a little brighter.

Feeling a bit of throbbing, the hunter calmed down, staring at the glimmer of light connected to his fingers, and after thinking for a while, he chose to close his eyes.

Do you decide your appearance by yourself?

The hunter's thoughts gradually wandered into the vague and fragmented past.

The weapon that belongs to him is not in his hands now, but the weapon that still exists in his memory.

If these rays of light can change with one's own thoughts...

Om-! ! !

A dull roar sounded in the room.

The hunter's outstretched hand was gradually clenched, and the light continued to condense and become more and more substantial, as if it was about to turn from a non-existent illusory thing into reality.

The tremor became more and more intense, and even made Aike on the side a little unable to stand and fell to the ground, and the wall appeared

Little cracks, cobweb-like cracks spread on the ground.At this moment, the light became brighter and brighter, as if it was about to burn away all those who dared to peep, but suddenly, the light began to dim rapidly.

In the hunter's hand, there was already a simple cane.

Stretching out his hand, the hunter lightly touched the sharp tip of the cane that glowed with a cold metallic light, and he waved the cane lightly, drawing a cold wind out of thin air.

Immediately afterwards, as if retrieving some kind of memory, the hunter swung violently, accompanied by a sharp metal explosion, the side of the cane disintegrated instantly, turning into a long whip made of countless spikes , suddenly flung out with the hunter's wave.

Snapped!

After the trembling explosion, the hunter directly penetrated the wall of the second floor with a whip, forcing it to collapse.

"What are you doing, be quiet up there!"

Immediately, Andre's complaints came from below, and it seemed that his work status was somewhat affected.

"Inconceivable weapon, is this derived from the shape in your memory?"

Aike on the side ignored Andre's cursing voice below, and just stared at the cold cane and long whip in the hunter's hand with surprise.

click-

"Ah."

Flicking the long whip again, it returned to the form of a cane. The hunter nodded casually, and then waved the weapon in his hand.

Compared with the cane in my memory, this one is more difficult to control.I don't know if it's because of the use of a powerful soul. After the cane turns into a whip, the attack distance has been extended by nearly half, and it can hit almost any target within seven or eight meters. Moreover, the weight of the cane itself has increased a lot, basically About as heavy as a meat saw.It can be said that the power of this weapon is much stronger than what I remember, and it is also much more difficult to control.

However, for hunters, this level of trouble is nothing.

It's just that, is the strength of weapons refined with souls just like this?

Raising the cane, the hunter frowned, carefully looking at the side of the cane handle.

Wait, this feeling...

Following the inexplicable sense in his heart, the hunter raised his hand and pointed his cane at the incomplete wall in front of him.

The next moment, a blue ray of light emerged from the handle of the cane, flew forward as the hunter stretched out his hand, pierced through the wall in front of him with a bang, and penetrated more than ten meters in one breath. After a distance, it slowly dissipated.